#seira speaks

[pandorias-box]

Is nihilego poison from tentacles and naganadel poison from stinger is the same or not? Can you explain what thier poison can do? is thier poison have unique ability? And which one is more dangerous in your opinion?

Nihilego venom is far more dangerous than that of a Naganadel’s. Naganadel venom is often used as a defense mechanism instead of its primary means of attack; the venom is relatively strong, but antivenin exists in case one comes into contact with it and its variations with different levels of toxicity somehow. I may not have the scientific explanation for these differences, but one is a highly volatile neurotoxin that directly effects the target’s brain and-

Alright, I’ll do the comparison, if you don’t mind. Considering I was the one in a coma because of one of those damn things. Each of their tentacles are covered in microscopic barbs filled to the brim with the aforementioned neurotoxin called nematocysts.

If too much of the venom is in your body at once, some unsavory side effects can occur. Intense burning sensations, anaphylactic shock, paralyzation, neural shutdown, and…you know: death. These aren’t all the side effects though. The side effects are usually how Nihilego infect a host and inevitably latch on to their victim’s brains. The process of becoming a Husk is…horrifying, and I will spare the details for my sake and everyone else’s.

The URS is still working on an antidote, but prototypes have been developed; we – I mean the Medical Sector, just needs to finalize it.

[pandorias-box]

I have yet to properly have a Pokémon battle myself, but I too would consider it an honor to get myself beaten up by my incredibly talented, smart, and beautiful girlfriend. Even though she continues to drag herself down with self-deprecating nonsense and fails to realize that she’d literally lay down her life to save mine and is stronger than she realizes.

What was that last sentence?

You heard me. But yeah, hope everything goes well for you two!

If that’s the way you’re reciprocating affection to me right now, Seira, then I love you, too.

If it weren’t for the fact that I can’t properly ride a Solgaleo or do anything to extraneous on my body right now, I’d fly over to Alola and kiss you myself. But this isn’t about us, right now, is it?

Welcome to the “I’m madly in love with someone who was inadvertently turned into a hybrid” club.

Seira! You can’t just start an ask like that! Anyways, even though we have not spoken much, I would like to congratulate you on this newly forged bond you have with Shallahi.

(@pandorias-box)

Well to be fair

I am also a hybrid through hilariously screwed up but eventually pleasant circumstances

and she's a hybrid of one of my genuine favorite Pokemon

...... also she beat me really soundly in a pokemon battle and that was really really attractive okay she's REALLY good and strong and cool and thank you and thank you and I'm being LAUGHED AT BY MY HEADMATE

This is just so funny!

[stxrmstained-a]

// always thought that Seira would feel very self conscious around Gale

[felikatze]

i kept track of what delusions i picked while playing chaos head and it's so funny you can tell whenever i picked a positive one that ended up being really gross because the next 4 minimum will be negative

and then i go "hm maybe i want something nice to happen to takumi actually" so i click positive again and it ends up being so weird that even takumi is disturbed by it

[pepeshiagent]

Warning: [PG-13] This story contains elements, language, and topics that are not suited for minors, and can be sensitive to you. Please read at your own discretion.

[ REKINDLE | ACT IV: Contingency Plan ]

The Moon Realm. October 31, 2025. Kasthan’s birthday.

A month has passed since Lucian and Theron reunited. 

For High Fae, such as Aelar, time is meaningless. However, for a High Fae like Seira, and a Low Fae like Vaelren, time is of essence. For Seira, it meant saving his mate. For Vaelren, it meant breaking the curse.

— ✦ — 

“You’ve summoned me.” Aelar replied as he finally emerged from the shadows. The Underworld High Fae, the Weaver of Dreams. He stood tall, quiet, and resolute. His body and each one of his steps emanating infinite amounts of mana. 

With each step he took, the ground reverberated with magic. His eyes and hands glowed brightly, and a pair of snakes moved along his back, chest, and shoulders, intertwining themselves intricately.

“Yes, Weaver of Dreams. There is something I must discuss with you, urgently. There is not much time left.” The Moon Fae, the Guider of People Who’ve Lost Their Path. He Who Grants Wishes. Resolute as Aelar; knowledgeable and wise as all of Those Who Rule in the Overworld. Seira’s eyes and glowing hands always conveyed the serious, wise side of him. The blacks, the whites, and everything in-between.

“Speak.” Aelar replied, giving his full attention to Seira.

“You must be aware of the youngling living with the Grim Reaper and his beloved, just as you must be aware of Vaelren’s plans with him for today.”

“I am aware.” 

“Good.” Seira let out a sigh of relief, and continued. “Recently I’ve found, among my stars, some fragments regarding the War Between Fae, especially the Sun Fae, Verathion, and Vaelren, my mate.”

“Is that so?”

“Aelar. Vaelren’s curse will never be lifted. Verathion lied to him. No matter the effort he places into lifting the curse, it’ll never happen unless I sacrifice myself.”

“Absolutely not happening.” Aelar said firmly, the snakes in his chest hissing at the thought of it. Of losing Seira.

Seira smiled fondly. Aelar… the only High Fae he had placed his trust in. Aelar, who never said no to Seira. Except today. He motioned at Aelar to sit beside him as he sat down himself.

“I understand knowing this must cause you anger and grief. Believe me, I myself am feeling angry, I am grieving.”

“Why would you go such lengths for a Low Fae like him? Why now of all times? State your reasoning.”

“Because of the fragments I found, Weaver of Dreams. Verathion created Vaelren as a hybrid, Low Fae and vampire, capable of shape-shifting in order to fulfill his carnal desires. When the War Between Fae broke out, he sent Vaelren to fight, and discovered his Crimson Flames, which I am sure you know that your Grim Reaper’s beloved inherited after Vaelren bit him. Verathion was upset about this, because the Crimson Flames were his, and his alone. Not only this I found, but…”

“But?”

“Vaelren also had a wife and two Faelings. His wife came from a weak species of Low Fae. Because of his wife’s weaknesses, his high fertility, and shape-shifting abilities, Vaelren took it upon himself to carry the Faelings within him until they were born. Nobody at the war knew he was fighting while carrying Faelings. He must have loved his wife very much, I dare say.”

“I will assume Verathion found out about this.”

“Indeed. Verathion killed his wife and his Faelings. He forced himself upon Vaelren countless of times after finding out, and burned him from the inside out with his Crimson Flames. How Vaelren endured all of this, and how he continues to endure humans toying with him in exchange for their purity, is… painful to be aware of. Vaelren did manage to kill Verathion as the war was ending and the Sun Realm was destroyed, but not without Verathion cursing him in the end.” 

Seira lowered his head, his features overshadowed by anger, grief, and sadness. “Aelar, it was never a hundred humans and their purity in order to become fertile again. Verathion never wanted Vaelren to experience happiness and love. Nor to ever bond or have a family of his own.”

Aelar remained silent as Seira continued speaking. He understood the difficult position Seira was. He knew that, deep inside, Seira must be feeling guilty for not arriving earlier into Vaelren’s life. For not visiting the Sun Realm when he had the opportunity to do so, and take Vaelren and his loved ones with him. A High Fae’s curse could only be broken by High Fae with the same level of power, and at the cost of their lives. Or by the same High Fae who placed the curse. 

“What is your plan?” Aelar asked quietly as he brought Seira closer to him, in an attempt to comfort him. Seira, for the first time in many, long years, let Aelar comfort him. His eyes welled up with tears that shone like the stars above them.

“I will sacrifice myself, Aelar. The youngling, Kasthan, is as special as the Grim Reaper’s beloved, and must not wait for Vaelren to take his purity away. His first time should not be like this. And Vaelren shouldn’t continue to suffer either.”

“I… understand.”

“Promise me, Aelar. Promise me you will keep an eye on Vaelren after I’m gone. Because once I lift this curse, I will also close the doors to his past and open new doors for him. Our bond will break and so will his heart. He will experience pain, but with time he will heal.”

“You are going to erase his memories permanently?”

“Yes… Vaelren won’t remember anything, and he will rack his brain trying to figure where is the pain coming from. What caused it. So please, Weaver of Dreams, make me this promise.”

“I promise.”

← ✦ ��� | Thank you all CC creators. 🕸

[absquatulatexyaryan]

︵‿୨♡ Ｈｉｇａｎｂａｎａ ♡୧‿︵

Paring: Hyuga Norisha x OC

Genre: Fluff, Romance, Friendship, Action, Tragedy, Slice of Life, Light Mature(mention of blood, fight scenes and swearing) {P.S No Smut}

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Chapter 4 :

Everyone instinctively moved aside and let Hyuga pass them as he approached the front of the queue. Makio, who was watching them approach, called Seira to come out. Seira heard her saying to come out and greet someone. Since she was still working with so much concentration and devotion on the portrait, Seira didn't respond to her. Murayama, Furuyu, and Seki were close behind Hyuga, Ukyo, and Sakyo somewhat hidden. " Hyuga-san! Glad to see you at our humble shop." Makio said smiling while humbly bowing to the Daruma Ikka's leader. Hyuga gave a small nod of acknowledgement. He moved closer to have a better look at the painting that caught his attention. It was a painting of a beach with a sunset over the ocean. It was as if the symphony of hues were painting the evening sky over the ocean saying their greetings for the day and promising to return tomorrow. His gaze was immediately drawn to a painting of the magnificent Northern Arura. The night sky in the canvas had swirling rivers of greenish-blue light. Some of the vibrant curtains of greenish-blue light were growing more vivid than others. The slightly shadowed mountains with snow in the landscape were making the whole painting breathtakingly magical. The colours and strokes were so precise that it appeared as if the paintings were live images.

Below the canvas, the place of the painting was mentioned as Ilulissat, Greenland. Seeing the painting Hyuga felt this was the closest he could be in front of a miracle or getting close to a mystery that appeared in Greenland. There were some more paintings on display on the other end which looked equally breathtaking. " How much are these for? I want them all." Hyuga finds himself saying as his gaze moves back and forth between the paintings on display with awe. Hyuga was about to touch the Norther Light painting when he stopped himself for fear of damaging it. Makio gazed at the painting, then at Hyuga. "Well, I'm extremely sorry to say this Hyuga-san but these paintings are not for sale." Makio said with a hesitant smile on her face. She was well aware that Seira would not, under any circumstances, sell any of the paintings that were on display as Seira had clearly told her beforehand. Hyuga looked at her with a deadpan look. " I said I wanted it. That means I want it." Hyuga said in a low tone, the threat hanging in the shadows, making Makio incredibly uneasy and scared. Hyuga's temperament and personality were well-known not only in the Daruma region but throughout SWORD. Even though her brother was a well-known officer of Daruma Ikka and she had met most of the Daruma Babies because of him and knew what kind of people they were, Hyuga, the leader of Daruma Ikka, had so many rumours that most of them were too scary to be true, but given his personality, it wouldn't be a surprise if they were. Saying no to him while knowing everything was immensely nerve-racking and imitating for her. "Cha-Cha! Hyuga-chan! You're making the young lady uneasy now. How about we ask the painter, hmm?" Murayama said smiling trying to break the tense atmosphere as he placed his hand on Hyuga's shoulder, which Hyuga rudely removed without breaking eye contact with her, while Makio glanced down anxiously fumbling with her hands avoiding looking at Hyuga.

Seira, wondering why Makio hadn't sent anyone in, moved closer to the curtain. The dull throbbing in her head was making her miserable, and listening to this unknown man speak to Makio in such a rude and forceful manner was making her crankier than ever. Seira squeezed the bridge of her nose and closed her eyes, trying not to show her annoyance because she knew that if she didn't, she would lose her cool and that was the last thing she wanted to happen today. She had been feeling her condition gradually starting to deteriorate and this situation was making things worse for her.

" Like Maiko-chan said these paintings are not for sale. Stop insisting so rudely on wanting it because I am not selling it." Seira's voice was bold, clear, and loud as she stepped out of the curtain, appearing slightly annoyed. She took a few steps forward and stood near Makio, who looked at her with wide eyes. "I think I made my point clear enough. So, if you don't want the portrait, please go on your way but if you want to, please return to the queue and wait your time, just like everyone else." Seira added looking dead straight in Hyuga's brown eyes trying her best not to snap and be as humble as possible while a sarcastic forced smile on her face made its way. As Hyuga's gaze settled upon Seira, it was as if the world around him had faded into a blur, leaving only her in sharp focus. His heart skipped a beat, an unfamiliar sensation that took him by surprise. She was standing in front of him, a soft glow from the setting sun casting a warm light upon her features, and at that moment, he found himself utterly captivated.

Seira's pale green eyes held intensity, and as they met his, he felt a connection, a spark that ignited something within him. His ears seemed to have gone deaf to the sounds around him, and his heartbeat increased swiftly as he kept looking at Seira in front of him. Her eyes were narrowed at him with her arms on her hips in annoyance. Makio pulled her close saying something in a hushed voice that caused Seira to let out an annoyed yet cute tsk sound. "Wait, what? Cute? I find her cute?!" He was taken aback by his emotions for the girl in front of him, whom he had just encountered for the first time. As he stood there, lost in wonder, he knew that he was seeing her not just with his eyes, but with his heart. And as he felt the pull of attraction, stronger and more compelling than anything he had ever experienced, he understood that this was more than just a fleeting interest.

This was the beginning of something. Something that would bring a new turn in his life.

Murayama, who was now somewhat hidden behind Hyuga, peered at Seira, half amused and half curious at how a girl so delicate yet with a strong aura was standing up to the infamous Hyuga Norihisa with such boldness and courage that the very Hyuga, who barely tolerated anyone's boldness, especially towards himself, wasn't going off at her but simply standing there like a statue. Looking at her closer, he felt as if he'd seen her before, but he couldn't remember where or when. But the sense of familiarity was lingering.

" Oh hello! I am talking to you!" Seira snapped her fingers in front of Hyuga taking him out of his trance as he looked at her. " If you want a portrait, get back in the line and wait for your turn. If not, let others get their one." Seira said gritting her teeth while trying to maintain a forceful smiling face. Hyuga was shocked at how he felt speechless in front of her when he was known to be extremely rude to people no matter who they were. Seira's beautiful pale green eyes were shining due to the sunlight falling on her from the side, and it felt like they were pulling him into a trance. In his entire life, he's met a lot of pretty girls but if someone asked him what surreal beauty means he would without doubt say it was the girl standing in front of him was the one. Makio had tried to stop Seira, but she had already moved closer to Hyuga with the same expression. Sakyo and Ukyo immediately moved in front shielding Hyuga with a scowl dangerously cowering over her to imitate her, but Seira stood tall without any fear. Her head was starting to pound harder as a buzzing sound was slowly making its way into her ears and the situation at hand was really making it worse for her. " We shall not bother you miss. Let's go Sakyo and Ukyo." Hyuga said stopping the two immediately giving Seira a small bow which made Seira's frown vanish. In return, she gave a small nod. He didn't know why he was acting like this, these feelings that he was feeling were so foreign to him.

" Everyone please form the line how you had before. I'll begin painting!" Seira said in a loud sweet voice smiling and bowing as people hesitantly lined back up stealing glances at Hyuga who stepped out of the way but kept looking at Seira whose back was now facing him. She was talking to Makio who was yelling with worry while Seira just smiled at her saying something. The flowers on her braided hair caught Hyuga's eyes. Especially the red spider lilies. He had heard in passing about red spider lilies, but it was his first time seeing them and that too so realistically made. Even when Seira went inside and was no longer visible in Hyuga's eyes, he felt uneasiness as if he wanted to see her more. Sakyo and Ukyo who were watching their boss from the sideline couldn't help but be curious. "Seira-san..." her name left his mouth in a delicate whisper as he felt his lips tug into a soft smile, eyes still lingering at the same place where she was moments back. Sakyo, Ukyo, Murayama, Furuya and Seki look at Hyuga in astonishment.

Hyuga Norihisa was smiling and not his infamous smirk but genuinely smiling!?

" How does it feel getting told off by a beautiful girl, Hyuga-chan?" Murayama asked in his annoying teasing tone as Hyuga blocked him, walking away not being able to keep Seira's image away from his mind. Murayama, Furuya and Seki watched Hyuga, Sakyo and Ukyo leave. Murayama suddenly remembered about the broach as he took it out of his pocket and looked at smiling. He recognised Seira was the one who bumped into him earlier because of the familiar voice and outwear. " Murayama, shouldn't we give her the broach back?" Furuya asked curiously hands in his pockets looking at Murayama with one eyebrow raised. A pamphlet comes flying in front of his feet as he bends down and picks it up with his free hand. It was the pamphlet of Seira's Flower Shop. " Warm Hello, Eternal Goodbye huh." Murayama read. The shop's name was in English and was at the Beach Line. He then looked back at the booth. "Well, she really is something, huh! I'll give it to her anyway since I feel like this isn't the last, I am seeing her." Murayama said with a huge smile as he put the broach back in his pocket and held the pamphlet up in the air. Keeping the pamphlet in his pocket the trio walked away from there.

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{A.N: Whole Chapter 4 is finally out!! I am soooo sorry for such a delay in uploading this chapter! >~< I hope you all enjoyed reading it! As for the schedule of uploading chapters will remain unprecedented until further notice. But I assure you that I haven’t dropped this fanfiction. Please support this fanfiction a lot! Notes, Comments and Reblogs are appreciated! I'll see you in the next chapter. Until then stay healthy and happy!}

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[beseira]

what have you been up to?

though next gen had ended a while ago, it still lingered in her brain, it had been one hell of an experience. she thought she would do well since she’d been an idol before, but it was scolding after scolding. it felt like no matter what she did, it was never good enough. when it came to end, seira was sad she didn’t get a contract, but she was happy it was finally over. and as much as next gen had been hard, it wasn’t all bad. her motivation to become an idol again had skyrocketed, she was now more than sure that being an idol again was what she wanted to do with her life. and she’d managed to make a few friends throughout the show.

she sips on her iced tea, placing it down on the table in front of her before she speaks. “i’m glad you wanted to meet again, i’m curious as to what you’ve been up to” she smiles slightly to the other. “it’s nice to be talking without a bunch of cameras in our faces, always had to be careful about what we said during the show…”. “is this your first time being a trainee?” she asks. 

sending it to... @bexstevie

[friedbreadfast]

speaking of imadoki no vampire: bloody bride, I wasnt even aiming for seira on our first playthrough like I was going for the bug antenna girl. but seiras catholic swag and need to have a cig in her hand charmed me....

[eunbinbe]

˙ ˖ ✧ — @beseira

eunbin wasn't sure how to take in everything that was happening to her. she had initially auditioned for studio delta because she wanted to try something new, but she wasn't expecting to be accepted so quickly. truthfully, she thought it would take a few attempts, but here she was. standing in the axis building for their halloween party.

being new and everything, she decided to hang out near the snack table. her eyes were sparkling with interest as she soaked in her surroundings, but she couldn't muster up the courage to really go speak to any of the seniors just yet.

taking a bite out of one of the snacks she had picked up, she gestured it toward seira. "have you tried this? i think it's the best one i've had so far," she admitted with a chuckle. "this is pretty neat, don't you think so? like they really went all out for this halloween party."

[beyiran]

spooky feast 𓏲 ๋࣭ ࣪ ˖ starter for @beseira

festivals are chances for yiran to explore around, and to dress up, he holds little interest in halloween otherwise. maybe he’ll stop exploring next year when he feels like it’s tiresome. frankly speaking, he’d rather spend the time studying or practicing. he doesn’t has a bunch of friends to go around with. more like, he refused them. he’s not one for haunted houses, ghost tours and the like. he’s content with just walking around the more ‘normal’ things, food is one of them.

coincidentally he notices seira, from a cafe that he visits that he eventually became friends with. it’s a bit easier to bond with foreigners sometimes, as one himself. “good evening, seira,” he greets her. then it hits him—does seira even recognise him…? in full-blown cosplay? looking like sasuke? so he quickly adds on, “it’s yiran. are you looking at the food?” as casually as possible. he presses his lips as a sudden wave of embarrassment hits him. yiran doesn’t thinks he has told the girl about his hobby yet.

[pandorias-box]

I still remember it clearly. And it was terrifying.

Some people just stood there and watched it wreak havoc on the city, and accepted that this was penance for our ancestor’s misdeeds eons ago. Others just wanted to get to the designated shelters as fast as possible. We were lucky to have some form of preparation for this, but it wasn’t enough.

I just finished viewing some of the records from Alola and…they weren’t prepared for this at all. Humans had no idea what it was capable of. We weren’t the only ones that suffered that day.

Stars, it’s just…harrowing. Maybe I shouldn’t be talking about all of this since it’s an event in recent memory that impacted worlds. But, we have to remember. Remember those who were lost and to never repeat the gravest sin of all ever again.

[pandorias-box]

Congratulations on this new bond! I am happy for you both, and I wish you well.

Hold on, logging on from another dimension here. From one lesbian couple to another, we hope your new relationship is a great one! I don’t know you two, but a friend of Pandoria’s is a friend of mine.

S-Seira?! How are you able to hijack my post whilst I’m writing it?!

Don’t worry about it. And that’s besides the point. We hope it’s smooth sailing for you both.

Yes…indeed.

lesbibab? lebsiam? elbsian?

HHHHHHHHHHHH

YEAH I GUESS

I'M ACTUALLY DEMI AND POLY SO THIS IS STILL MAKING ME SCREAM

[stxrmstained-a]

// Thinking of teen Seira who enjoyed getting into street fights, was definitely banned from a few establishments, routinely stole and damaged public property, got his back tattooed after a drunk bet and all of that is not even half as bad as the things he did at work

[lordmartiya]

Got back in the mood of my favorite magical girl series, the incredibly underrated Kaitou Saint Tail.

Our magical girl, Haneoka Meimi, is a 14 years old girl living in Seika, the only town in Japan where almost everyone is Catholic, and at night she acts as Saint Tail. Now, her peculiar things as a magical girl are the source of her powers and what she does with them: her magic is actually incredibly advanced STAGE MAGIC (though you would be forgiven for mistaking it for actual magic after witnessing some of her tricks like the Saint Tail Parade, and her routinely asking God for forgiveness because "there's no gimmick or trick" makes one wonder), and she uses it to help the helpless... By stealing (the series is called "PHANTOM THIEF Saint Tail" for a reason). If you live in Seika and suffered some injustice, Saint Tail will find out and correct it through some kind of theft.

How does she find out? Well, that's what her friend Mimori Seira does. She's a classmate of Meimi and an apprentice nun (the author admitted she didn't know the difference between a miko and a nun back then), and in the latter vest people tend to confide in her, allowing her to discover the injustices and send Saint Tail in, and sometime help her in the field (usually because she learned from her family how to make sleep perfumes, but has also acted as decoy).

Meimi's love interest is one Asuka Daiki, also known as Asuka jr., her classmate who's the son of a cop... And, after butting in on one of Saint Tail's heists, the one actually assigned to catch her by order of the mayor, courtesy of him coming very close to catch her. It also helps that Meimi, being a tsundere, once dared him to catch her... And that Asuka jr. may or may not have a crush on either Saint Tail or Meimi. The problem is, romantically speaking he's denser than a black hole, enough to completely miss Meimi's feelings, though here we can forgive him, Saint Tail's "theft warnings" being creative and rather transparent love letters, his other classmate Rina being quite pushy about her own feelings, and even HIS OWN until a question from Saint Tail makes him blurt out he's got a crush on someone (and even then he spent a couple days thinking about who this mysterious girl is. Not telling because Asuka has moments with both Meimi and Saint Tail). Thankfully, once it finally dawned on him he didn't waste much time...

I've mentioned Takamiya Rina, the mayor's niece. She initially butts in on one of Asuka's operations because her sense of justice is incensed at a thief having the gall of announcing her imminent theft, but continues because she both gains a crush on Asuka jr. and recognizes Saint Tail as a romantic rival... And having absolutely no sense of measure she's a far greater threat than Asuka jr. (he'd never use tear gas, for example), at least for a while. I won't tell you how exactly Saint Tail scared her off...

Another important classmate is Sawatari Manato, of the journalism club. Being someone who'd do anything for a scoop he was the target of one of Saint Tail's capers... And as Meimi cased the place by asking to visit the club, he immediately fell for her because she was the first girl to care for his interests rather than his (admittedly good) looks. His crazy antics often earn him a punch on the head from Rina.

We've also got Meimi's parents. Her father Haneoka Genichiro is a professional magician and Meimi's teacher (though she had surpassed him by the time she was 13), and her mother Eimi is a retired phantom thief (though not the most well intentioned one) with the name of Lucifer. She retired after meeting Genichiro gave her something better than her constant thefts just for sake of the challenge, and was proud of Meimi when she realized she had inherited her athletic and stealth skills. They're on perpetual honeymoon (as long as he doesn't hypnotize her, for a good reason).

Rounding up the cast we have Asuka Tomoki, Asuka jr.'s father. He's a police inspector, and back in the day was the one assigned to chase one Phantom Thief Lucifer (it's said he was "on the rebound" for Lucifer's sudden disappearance when he met his now late wife), while now he's officially the one assigned to Saint Tail's case (his son's authority is entirely unofficial, he's technically an observer who just happens to have the cops follow his instructions because he's just that good)... And smart enough that every time Saint Tail sends a "theft warning" he immediately starts investigating THE TARGET.

There's more I could tell you, but it could reveal too much, so instead I'll tell you it's really funny... And that the webcomic Megatokyo has two characters who are basically Meimi and Asuka jr. as adults (Sonoda Meimi even keeping her given name and being a retired magical girl and a kleptomaniac, and the author having said that something REALLY close to the end of the manga happened to them), with their daughter Yuki being a major character (and looking like Meimi with black hair and a different hairstyle).

[noelxbe]

PLOT CALL COMING !

hello everybody, this is juju speaking ! coming on here to ask for plots for the new event aka waterbomb, all my muses (noel, seira + ria) will be participating in the event, and we'd love to have some threads going :3 please like this if i can come to you for plotting

[betouma]

discount.

something is happening in the streets of hongdae. touma hadn't expected the growing crowd when he came over with @beseira for their own pity party post next gen. his throat is a little sore, from all the singing he had done in an attempt to let out his frustrations into the world instead of letting them bubble up inside him. that being said, he did notice how his voice is a lot more stable now—he's a lot more in-tune than he thought. that's all thanks to next gen, of course.

that's over and done with now though, and now he's back outside with his friend, wondering whether there's an event happening right now. apparently, there is an array of stalls selling items at a discounted price. touma's ears—recalling his budget of a broke college student—perks up the moment he hears the word discount.

"we should stick around!" he tells seira, speaking in their native tongue still. "we deserve to splurge a little, after what we went through." touma insists, a smile on his face. "everything is on discount, who knows how lucky we'll get today?" touma doesn't exactly know seira's financial situation, but he has an inkling that they aren't too far off from one another.

"let me know if you find something interesting, today we're hunting together." he makes it sound so serious—but considering his thinning wallet, honestly, touma is 100% serious about this. he doesn't even know what all these discounts are for—he just wants in on it.