#ugh can't sleep. maybe i'll find something to eat. :

[kellystar321]

me, 12 AM: okay gotta sleep for school now

brain: yeah okay.

brain, 3 AM: hey good morning. that was enough sleep right?

[teenage-mutant-ninja-freak]

Hi I don't know if your taking asks right now but if you are could I get one of bf Donnie realising your ovulating smut please?

oh this sounds so fun, yes!!

It's been one hell of a day. You swear to yourself that you like the people you work with but today...Today was upsetting almost. It's a if everything that could go wrong did and you're more than ready to collapse into a pile on the bed. So you do. A little nap never hurt anyone, right?

You must have fallen asleep pretty quickly because you're woken up to a pressure on top of you. A weight practically pinning you to the bed.

"Donnie, what the fuck are you doing, get off me! Ar-are you smelling me right now? Stop being weird"

But he doesn't get off, you could move him off you easily if you tried but you're tired and memories of the shitty day and flooding back to you so you just can't find the energy.

"You just, ugh, you smell so good. What is that? It's not perfume. Oh god I could just eat you up right now" he voice is heavy with desire and it sparks something in you.

"It's not been the best day, baby. I just want to sleep"

He's burrowing his face into the crook of your neck and inhaling deeply, taking no notice of what you said, trailing little kisses over your collarbones and down your jaw. Your arms instinctively wrap around him and when he gently bite the skin of your neck you can't help but buck your hips up into him which only makes him moan.

"please" he starts to bed "I'll be so good for you, I'll be such a good boy. Just let me have this, I need to feel you right now. It's like you're made of magic, I can't take my hands off you. Please just let me, I need you right now. Oh god I need you so bad"

It's actually quite exciting seeing him this way, normally he only pleaded like that half way through sex but today something's made him desperate. You have no idea what it could be.

Oh fuck it you think to yourself and begin to pull down your jeans to which Donnie jumps off of you and kneels on the floor to assist you with. Once your lower half is completely bare, he gets to work.

Pressing his face in between your thighs to your most vulnerable spot he licks gentle circles around your clit, sucking and lapping at your folds in a way that makes your back arch.

"Holy fuck you taste as good as you smell" one hand still rubbing circles around your most delicate part.

You swear you're seeing stars, the whole room begins to go blurry. Donnie was always good with his tongue. You place on hand on the back of his head and pull him closer into you, bucking your hips up as if to scream "More! Harder!" And maybe you did because Donnie increases his pace, placing a finger inside of you and working your g-spot as well as your clit.

You're almost certain that his brothers are home and can hear you right now but you don't care, you're trembling moans get louder and louder. You can hear Donnie from between your thighs, enjoying himself a little too much. The occasional "Fuck" and "Oh god, you taste so good" coming in between him lapping at your pussy. The wet sounds filling the room that his mouth is making against the wetness of you is sinful but it drives you closer to your release.

With almost a scream you cum and Donnie rears his head, looking you in the eyes with so much desire it's palpable.

"Oh fuck" you're breathless now "I really think I needed that"

"Oh" Donnie starts to unbuckle his belt "We're only just getting started"

[legendofmorons]

Land sick (Wind)

Pairing: Wind x reader (Pre-relationship)

Rating: G

Summary: Wind is sick of land, he just wants the open sea. You do your best to help him.

Genre: Mutual pining, fluff

Other: Like always anytime a wind piece is romantic the reader is the same age as him (Think 14/15)

(I've had the worst headache this week. And I promise I'll check this for coherence when I can think better. I just wanted to get this out.)

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You are the last one awake besides Time, the older man on watch. You just can't sleep.

Wind had spent all of dinner telling you about the sea, his adventures on it, how it was to sail.

It was obvious from his stories just how much he missed the sea. How much he is sick of solid land.

Well-... You're in Wild's Hyrule. There is no sea- but there are bodies of water. Maybe he'd like to go out on a raft?

You'll have to take him out then, it'd do him good.

As you settle in for the night you glance around one last time, finding Wild and Wind sprawled across eachother.

Time nods to you when you look his way.

You just smile softly before closing your eyes and falling asleep.

You wake up to the smell of breakfast, and to Wind trying to shake you to death.

"Wake up!" Wind crows out with a light as you try to swat at his shoulder weakly.

"Stop yelling in my ear." You grunble, pushing to sit up,

He just grins impishly at you before he runs towards Time.

Ugh- why did you like the little bugger anyways?

You get out of bed, pulling on all the rest of your clothes before turning to find Wild indeed plating breakfast.

You stretch your arms up before packing your bed roll back up.

It's quiet for the moment, the others all tired or getting something.

You turn towards Twilight, "Hey, I wanna take Wind out on a raft today. I think it'd be good for him."

Twilight turns to you, tilting his head. But he isn't really in charge so he just sighs, "Let time know before you leave."

"I will!"

"And do not let him do something wreckless." Twilight adds evenly.

"I would never," You say, with faux innocence.

Twilight just raises one brow, obviously not believing you one bit.

"Just go eat." He say with a sigh.

You grin at him before going to get some food. The others are becoming more lovely as the wake up and or return.

You sit on one of the logs with your food, eyeing the dying flames with appreciation for the warmth they gave and the beauty they are.

Others settle around you.

And you just start eating, happy in the moment.

The others talk as you start going over a list of preparations in your head. You aren't sure what they're talking about, but it sounds playful.

You just stay there until most of your group has finished eating.

You turn to find Time, standing before going to walk over.

"Hey, I wanted to take Wind on a raft ride." You say evenly, trying not to sound too excitied.

Time looks at you with a neutral expression but he nods. He gives a soft smile as he says, "Just be careful. And be back by dinner."

"Thank you so much!" You beam at the older man. "You're the best!"

"Just don't go too far." He says with a find sigh.

"Alright!" You say, turning towards wind, "Wind! Come on we're going somewhere fun!"

Wind turns, looking delighted as he grabs his things.

"And don't fight something alone if it's too much." Time says, "I know you both can fight, but be smart."

"We will be!" You say quickly, "I promose."

Time dosen’t look all that convinced but he let's you go.

You go to Wind, grabbing his hand with a smile and leading him away.

The group forgotten as you head towards the fishing village nearby.

Wind's hand is calloused and warm in your own, his laughter as you lead him along is infectious.

He follows, squeezing your hand as you pass the border of camp.

"Where are we going?"

"You'll see." You say with a laugh, all too excited to give him the water.

You walk, hand in hand for about half an hour before you see the village. Palm trees arc up above the buildings and sand is vast across the beach.

You lead him into it, finding the market and watching crabs make their way by.

"Is this- a fishing village?" He asks, sounding suprised.

"Yeah. Why?"

"The coast- it looks like my home." He says with what sounds like awe.

"Oh- I heard about it and thought you'd like to see the ocean?"

He turns to you, looking awestruck and maybe blushing a little. "You are so awesome for this, (Y/n). I could kiss you."

You laugh, trying not to admit you're not opposed. "Come on let's see if they'll lend us a raft."

Wind pulls you towards the raft by the hand, already asking if he can borrow it for a bit. His face is absolutely lit up as his sun made freckles stand against his cheeks.

You are both given a raft to borrow and a korok leaf before being sent on your merry way.

You let him move the raft away from shore, watching as he laughs the whole time. He seems so much happier just being on the water.

He seems genuinely thrilled. And he's ridiculously good woth the raft itself.

"We should grab some fish while we're here."

"I was thinking the same thing."

You both grin, elated.

[whysamwhy123]

Since I'm back after a little unplanned hiatus, time to blab about another dumb idea I had for an AU that I'll never write! So! For some reason, a while back, I decided I really wanted to come up with a trashy reality show AU for Max Squared, where MJF decides to exploit Caster's immediate, intense love for him by starting up a little showmance. Max wants to manipulate the editing of the show as well as the game itself to make sure that he wins and/or becomes the breakout star of the season. So when Caster falls head over heels for him on Day One, he's presented with the perfect opportunity.

Initially, I was thinking the show would be a Survivor type deal, a bunch of people on a desert island or something, voting each other off, so Max's game is stringing Caster along so that he won't ever vote against him and he always has an ally help him vote out whoever he considers his biggest competition. But then I started to think it might be funnier if it was an American Idol style singing competition. It kinda fits, right? Both MJF and Caster are musically inclined, after all. And it changes the logic behind Max's plan - he wants to manipulate the editing of the show, make himself seem like a nice, endearing guy so the public will vote to keep him in the show, and ensure he gets a lot more screen time than the the other contestants. And what better way to do than pretending to be falling in love with this weirdo who's obsessed with you? A heart-warming queer romance on a show where only one of them can win? That's some good trash TV there, right?

MJF insists to Caster that it's all an act on his part. He's only pretending to be in love with him for the show, to tug on the heartstrings of all the stupid fans out there who think this shit is anything close to real. A ploy to make himself seem like the perfect charming, irresistible hero he needs to be in order to win this damn thing. And Caster's just like ''Whatever you say, sweetie,'' because he knows before Max does.

Maybe after a certain point, Max figures, hey, there's no harm in sleeping with the guy. It doesn't mean anything - Caster's so willing, so he may as well get laid. Of course, Caster thinks this is a sign that he really does have feelings for him, no matter how many times MJF tells him that it's not because he's actually attracted to him. No, it's just a ''power thing''.

He's only pretending, right? Caster's a fucking loser, a pawn in Max's grand master plan to emerge victorious. There's no way he could end up actually developing feelings for him over the course of the show, right? It's all for the show, it's fake, it's not real! There's simply no way he could...

Also, I'd want there to be a point where one night, Caster straight-up begs Max to let him eat his ass. And MJF's like ''Ugh, no way! That's disgusting! You're insane! You're a fucking weirdo! You're gross! You're...you'd do that for me?'' and of course, Caster tells him he'd do anything for him. And Max finds he can't resist anymore. So he lets Caster do it and he makes sure he doesn't regret it. Max's probably so loud during it that it pisses off the other contestants and the crew members who can hear it through the walls because Max simply cannot keep quiet like he usually can.

[vodka-glrl]

Sean's story voice-lines ᰔ

@nogenderbee

Hello:

So you're the oh-so mighty traveler everyone keeps talking about... No I'm not judging you or anything! Just thought you would look different... If you get what I mean. Anyways I'm Sean it's... Nice to meet you I guess.

Morning:

Oh good morning. I wasn't expecting to see you up in the mountains so early in the morning...

Afternoon:

Hey traveler! I'm going to Seirai Island to get some Naku Weed care to join me?

Evening:

Oh, it's you again... No no! It's not that I don't want to see you specifically I just like being alone but that can't be helped I guess... Well since you came all the way here why not have dinner with me?

Night:

It's night already... You should leave before it gets even darker... It was fun spending time with you... I guess

When it rains:

Shit it's raining! Now I can't even use my vision. Huh, why? Because all it's going to do now is electrocute me...

When the sun is out:

Ahh that's much better. Come on let's get going before it starts to rain again!

About Sean (family):

"What happened to my family"? I lost my mom due to an illness and my dad... I'd rather not talk about it.

About Sean (Isolation):

I... Don't like people... I don't like crowds... I don't like socializing...

About us (Acquaintances):

Huh? You want to know how I view you?... You're a great friend I guess.

About us (Traveling partners):

*friendship level 6*

I see you as a great friend and a traveling partner no-nothing else! Don't get the wrong idea.

About Visions:

*friendship level 4*

My vision isn't something I'm proud of... But it's something I should hold close to myself.

About Raiden Shogun:

*friendship level 6*

Her ways of doing stuff is rather... Interesting. As someone who also wishes I could be with my loved ones for all eternity her excellency show her desire of eternity in a rather inhumane way so to say.

About Shumatsuban Sayu:

*friendship level 6*

She is an... interesting child. She claims she is a ninja but slacks off quite often. I once found her sleeping around the shrine, I tried to wake her up but she didn't even move an inch... Weird...

About Thoma

*friendship level 6*

Oh... The butler of the Kamisato estate? I don't really know much about him other than he is much more friendly than I like... It really bothers me how kind he is...

About Sangonomia Kokomi:

*friendship level 6*

I've known lady kokomi for a long time... We weren't acquainted or anything we just grew up in similar environments... Maybe if I didn't make some drastic choices I would have gotten to know her more.

About Yae Miko

*friendship level 6*

Ugh! Why bring her up all of a sudden? If I told you Thoma was bad she is ten times worse. She is such a nuance... Can we...not talk about her?

About Shikanoin Heizou

*friendship level 6*

That scoundrel of a detective is so persistent of me opening up to him... Ughh! As if me disappearing before his very eyes isn't a way of saying I'm not interested.

About Naganohara Yoimiya:

*friendship level 6*

Oh the firework girl right, I've seen her a few time... She is nice. She invites me to go watch the fireworks. She's always cheery and energetic... Cute...

About Arataki Itto:

*friendship level 6*

There are only two things that irratate me in life: one crowds, two Itto how could anyone be so stupid and loud a t the same time... Beats me...

About Derreth (@nogenderbee 's Oc):

*friendship level 6*

If I remember correctly she was Heizou's partner was she not? She isn't as annoying as him. Strange enough I can consider her a friend as well.

About Gorou:

*friendship level 6*

Gorou is like a younger brother to me... We obviously have our differences but we manage to put them all aside.

Favorite food:

I'll eat anything. I was never a picky eater, still am not I mean not like I have a choice not to eat what I can find up here In the mountains.

Least favorite food:

Remember what I said about not being a picky eater... Just throw that out the window when it comes to mushrooms. I would rather die than put a single bite of mushrooms in my mouth

Receiving gifts 1:

Oh my... This is better than anything I've ever tasted! You're a really great cook.

Receiving gifts 2:

It's okay... I guess

Receiving gifts 3:

Ughh, thanks I'm not hungry!

[hulijingemperor2]

~~ a few nights back~~

Yanli: *snuggling* Zixuan.

Zixuan: *kisses* A-li.

Yanli: Ruhua is asleep.

(Ruhua is Xuanli's 1 month old baby)

Zixuan: excellent. *caresses her face* so what's up.

Yanli: oh you know what's up.

Zixuan: *blush*

You're really flirty tonight. Why? Are you jealous of Jiang cheng?

Yanli: no! Now come on, peacock. Say something naughty.

Zixuan: *flushed* uhhhh.......I don't know how.

Yanli: you got no rizz. Where's your rizz?

Zixuan: wait A-li. I won't disappoint. Ehem.

I, I like the taste of your lips.

Yanli: *giggles* ah, at least you tried.

Zixuan: did it impress you?

Yanli: of course it did. You're really cute.

*kisses*

Zixuan: wait a sec.

*pours some special tea*

Yanli: you can't leave the tea alone, Mr Emperor?

Zixuan: A-li it's not ordinary tea. I got it from a friend.

Yanli: (teasing) you have friends?.....I mean *laughing* from which friend?

Zixuan: Gongyi xiao. From the prosperous Huan Hua sect.

Yanli: ohhh. The one who looks like A-ling.

Zixuan: right!

He said that the tea would act as an aphrodisiac.

Yanli: what does this teen know about that?!!! I'm concerned.

Zixuan: maybe his elders told him.

He said that if I drink it and the fem energy is higher than the male energy then I can become pregnant.

Yanli: ahhhh.

Zixuan: wait wait, hold your horses. My energy is higher than yours.

Yanli: how are you so sure?

Zixuan: because I'm a cultivator and emperor. And you're my wife.

Yanli: *rolls eyes* that's your explanation?

Zixuan: yea?

Was it good?

Yanli: and you wonder why you get punched in the face.

Zixuan: A-li.

Yanli: quickly drink your concoction so we can continue.

Zixuan: right! *gulps it down*

Zixuan: *peacock feathers opens*

Yanli: WAWW!!! Come to Yanyan, you hot emperor!

Zixuan: of course. *winks*

Yanli: *blushing*

Zixuan: *pulls her into a desired papapa*

~~~

Recently~

In the morning.

Attendants: good morning, Huangdi.

Zixuan: *sigh* morning.

Jintang: what would you like for breakfast, huangdi?

Zixuan: the chefs haven't made it yet?! How dare they!!

Jintang: but Huangdi that's your order. You told us to ask you what you want to eat. And while they prepare it, you would lay in bed and relax.

Zixuan: ugh! You're right. Where's that Nie!

Jintang: maybe still sleeping, Huangdi.

Zixuan: how dare he sleep without my permission.

That's it! I'm selling him to team dimple.

Jintang: Huangdi. Forgive me for asking, but are you in a good mood today?

Zixuan: do I look like I'm in a good mood. I feel nauseous and gasy.

Jintang: oh my.

I'll get a physician right away.

But what would you like to eat?

Zixuan: the spiciest food item you can find. It better be spicy.

Jintang: I'll tell the chefs. And get the physicians.

Yanli: *coming in, with little Ruhua in her arms (they went on a walk)* what happened Zixuan?

Zixuan: A-Li Huaisang and my servants want to kill me.

Yanli: oh no.

Zixuan: but for some reason I feel cranky.

Huaisang: *entering* Huangdi, Huanghou.

Your tea.

Zixuan: *death stare*

Huaisang: *gulps* may I have permission to speak to you.

Zixuan: why are you asking? I heard your voice already.

Now why did you wake up late? Are you the emperor? Should I come and give you some tea~ Huangdi? Soon I will, ok. Just relax.

Do you want me to do a dance too. *wiggles* I'm I attractive?

Yanli: A-Xuan that's too savage.

Zixuan: so.

Huaisang: I'm sorry ok. I had to sweep the steps of jinlintai yesterday.

Zixuan: that has nothing to do with me. Anyways thanks for the tea.

Huaisang: and thank you for not selling me to team dimple.

Zixuan: I was this close! 👌 to selling your crusty behind.

Huaisang: (someone help)

Got to go start my chores.

Zixuan: you better.

You're already late.

~

Physician: greetings Huangdi.

How are you feeling.

Zixuan: nauseous, moody, and I feel like I'm allergic to ugly people.

Physician: ahaha. Let me give you a check up.

Zixuan: thanks.

You won't use needles right?

Physician: no Huangdi.

Yanli: *laughing*

Zixuan: A-li, don't laugh at me. *sobs*

Physician: *bows* congratulations Huangdi and Huanghou you're pregnant!!

Zixuan: Yanli?!!

Yanli: Zixuan?!!

Zixuan: you're pregnant again?

Yanli: no.

Zixuan: are you sure?!

Yanli: I would know if I'm pregnant Zixuan.

Zixuan: so what? I should know if I'm pregnant too?

Yanli: well that's expected.

Both: who's pregnant?!

Physician: Huangdi is.

And I think you might be having twins.

Zixuan: *screaming*

Yanli: awww.

Zixuan: *sniffles* A-li, what about my bikini body? My abs?!

Yanli: Xuanxuan, you'll be fine!

Zixuan: so I won't turn into a shriveled up prune?

The only prune I know is Jiang cheng. No offense. *cries*

Yanli: *trying to hold in her laughter*

Zixuan: speaking of Jiang cheng, where is he?! The audacity of abandoning me in such a time. It's not good for the babies.

Jintang: should I call him, your majesty?

Zixuan: no. Let him stay there. I'm upset with him.

Yanli: how is he supposed to know that you're pregnant, Xuanxuan?

Zixuan: instincts I guess. We have a good chemistry.

*dramatically* he certainly doesn't love his emperor.

Yanli: Xuan how to handle you.

~~

Jing Manor 📍.

Mo xuanyu: *filing A-Yao's nails* Yao gege, do you know A-Qing and our Song'er like each other.

Yao: aww yes I do. Well only on Song'er's side.

Xue yang: lol Jiggy you knew already?!

Yao: yea, cuz he's my son. He tells me everything.

Xue yang: is this a plan to control the Jianghu. You two think that you can seduce everyone with your dimples.

Yao: *laughs* and it happened?

Xue yang: you're right.

Su she: Huangdi and Dianxia can't stop being gorgeous. It's a fact.

Mo xuanyu: I know right. Yao gege, tell Song'er that A-Qing likes him back.

Yao: no no. I don't want to interfere in anything.

Let everything fall into place naturally.

Mo xuanyu: mn, ok Yao gege.

Su she: they'll make an adorable couple.

I'm rooting for them.

Mo xuanyu: same. I love young love. It reminds me of my crush on Yao gege.

Xue yang: I know right.

Yao: and fortunately A-qing will get a very high status, being A-Song's gf.

Su she: ah, beautiful.

Well we have to teach her about the art of simping.

Xue yang: and some manners too.

Yao: lol that's not necessary. She's really decent and well mannered.

Mo xuanyu: we'll give her the team D touch up, Yao gege. Don't worry.

We work miracles.

Like look at Xichen. We're still working on him, but he's still presentable.

Su she: I don't think he can meet team dimple's standards.

Yao: what do you want him to do? *laughing* poor Huan.

Su she: to be eaten by xue yang's fierce corpses.

Mo xuanyu: maybe buy you a country.

Xue yang: to stop stressing out team D.

Yao: lol.

Xiying: *entering* your majesty.

Xuan Huangdi wants you to come check him.

Yao: ohh. Must be urgent.

I'll be there.

~~

Peacock empire 📍

Yao and team d: *entering*

Attendants: greetings Hulijing Huangdi.

Jinling: xiao shushu!!! *hugs*

Yao: A-ling! My sweetheart. *kisses his forehead*

Jinling: did you bring anything for me, Xiao shushu?

Yao: of course. Here's 400 taels. Spend it wisely..

Jinling: you're the best!

Jinling: Mo shushu!

Mo xuanyu: A-ling! Of course I have something for you too.

Here you go.

Xue yang: this kid is uncle hopping.

Yao: as he should.

Jinling: those are MY uncles! It has nothing to do with you.

Yao: *strokes head* A-ling, don't quarrel.

Darling how's your A-Die?

Jinling: sometimes I don't know whats wrong with A-Die. Jiujiu says that A-Die is a diva.

Xue yang: that's right.

Su she: yea. Just like A-Yao.

Jintang: hulijing Huangdi, thank goodness you're here. I'll escort you to Huangdi.

Yao: sure.

Now what's wrong with him?

Jintang: he.....he's pregnant. With twins.

Yao: WHAT?!!!

Jinling: *almost collapses*

Su she: how?!!!

Mo xuanyu: awwwww.

Xue yang: Yanli got him pregnant. Ahahahahahahaha.

Huaisang: *entering, with something written on his forehead*

*crying* San geeeeee. Save me from that monstrosity.

Mo xuanyu: Yao gege isn't a miracle worker. He can't save you from yourself

Su she: *laughing* xuanyu, that's rude.

Xue yang: *reading what's on Huaisang's forehead* STOP COMPLAINING.

Lol.

Yao: who did that to you?

Huaisang: Sang ge!!! Zixuan asked me to change his curtains in one of the sitting areas, and I said I did it two months ago. Why do i have to do it again.

Then he *cries* asked his attendants to do this to meeeeee.

Mo xuanyu: dude, you shouldn't chat back to your boss.

Yao: ohhhh poor you. Huaisang, please don't cause any trouble.

Huaisang: one time I sneezed in his presence and he sent me into quarantine *sobs*

Xue yang: because he can't afford to get sick. Especially when he's pregnant.

Yao: right.

Huaisang: Sang ge. I miss you.

Mo xuanyu: and team dimple?

Huaisang: no!

Yao: aww. But I like to see you work for Zish.

Huaisang: it's a nightmare.

~~

Yao: *entering* Zishie.

Zixuan: *outstretched arms* Foxy.

Yao: *hugs*

Zixuan: you got the news right?

Yao: yea Zishie. And congratulations.

Zixuan: thanks. Keep hugging me.

Yao: I'm holding you.

Zixuan: A-Yao what to do?

Where to push them out.

Xue yang: through your Zishussy.

I mean...your royal Zishussy

Su she: *containing his laugh*

Zixuan: *terrified* m...my what?

Mo xuanyu: yangyang, don't scare him.

Zixuan: Yaoyao, will I still look fab?

Yao: of course. You're forever glamorous.

Zixuan: aww! *sobs* you make me so happy!

I want you to help me with the children ok?

Cuz you're an amazing uncle.

Yao: Zishie, of course I'll help you.

Lemme order some tea for you.

Someone, get him some green tea.

Zixuan: with a dash of lime. I want something sour.

Yao: ahah, sure.

With a dash lime please.

Jintang: yes, right away, Hulijing Huangdi.

Zixuan: A-Yao can you believe Jiang cheng.

He left his pregnant emperor husband

Yao: oh poor thing.

Su she: ugh, what do Jiang cheng do all day.

Mo xuanyu: my emperor brothers need him and he's nowhere to be seen.

Xue yang: should I kidnap him?

Zixuan: no. I don't want to see his face.

Yao: it's not good for the baby.

Zixuan: babies.

Yao: babies.

Zixuan: Foxy, can I hug you as a fox?

Yao: sure. *turns into a fox*

Zixuan: *snuggles*

Ah and thank you team dimple for supporting me as well.

Mo xuanyu: anytime Xuan gege!!

Su she: cuz you like my Huangdi.

Xue yang: do you need a hitman, peacock?

Zixuan: haha no.

Zixuan: *looking down at foxyao in his arms* Foxy, how's Song'er and his crush?

Yao: he's great! And I see sparks flying.

Zixuan: awww.

Jintang: here's your sour tea, Huangdi.

Zixuan: thank you. And don't make it sound like that.

Jintang: alright alright. Where's the hulijing Huangdi?

Zixuan: *shows him foxyao in his arms.

Jintang: ohhhh. How cute.

Yao: put me down, I want to turn back to my human form.

Zixuan: sure.

Yao: *turns back* Zish, I returned Zixun to Jinlintai, but under house arrest.

Zixuan: why? Isn't he your prisoner.

Yao: yea, and Song'er suggested that he work as well, like get firewood and other minor things

But I realised that his associates wanted to break him out.

Zixuan: the guy has associates?

Xue yang: but I killed them. Hehe.

Yao: they were sent by Madam Jin.

Zixuan: ooo, that makes sense. Why does A-niang want to release a criminal. Anyways.

Yao: I sent him back because Song'er was feeling unwell. And I didn't want a war or some kind of attack to happen.

Zixuan: that's smart. Protect Song'er and your empire ok.

Yao: mhm.

Zixuan: now A-Yao, tell me who would these children resemble?

Me, A-li or Jiang cheng?

Yao: obviously a mixture of you and Yanli.

But how did Jiang cheng get there? *laughing*

Zixuan: the Jiang genes, A-Yao. The Jiang genes are strong.

Jinling acts a lot like Jiang cheng.

And my little Ruhua looks a lot like me, but has A-li's eyes.

Yao: aww.

Yanli: *entering* speaking of Ruhua. Here she is!

Zixuan: aww. Huahua! *holds her* my baby Gongzhu. *kisses*

Yao: she's so adorable.

Zixuan: Huahua, your uncle Foxy says that you're adorable.

Ruhua: *smile*

Zixuan: *hands her to A-Yao* go to your uncle Foxy.

Yao: *holds her in his arms* Huahua. Baby. Little Gongzhu.

You'll be quite spoilt, won't you. *kisses*

Zixuan: so precious.

Yao: would you spend out all your A-Die's money?

Huh? Don't worry. Your uncle Yao will spoil you.

Ruhua: *takes his hat strings and puts in her mouth.*

Yao: oh Huahua, you want to eat my hat?

Yanli: *giggling*

Zixuan: awwww.

Our Huahua will certainly be spoilt.

Yao: definitely.

Zixuan: I think I have sort of a competition. A-li makes some beautiful children.

Yao: hmm.

Yanli: how are you feeling Xuanxuan?

Zixuan: a bit sleepy. But I'm fine.

Yanli: ohh. You should take a rest then.

Yao: right. *strokes Zixuan's forehead* take some rest.

I got to go.

Zixuan: bye Yaoyao.

Yao: and have some of your sour tea.

Zixuan: of course!

Sometimes, Yaoyao, I feel that you're the older brother.

Yao: because you need supervision at all times, baby Zixuan.

Zixuan: *gasps* Yaoyao. I'm not a baby.

You're the baby.

Keeps getting lost.

Yao: when did I get lost. *laughing*

Zixuan: I don't know, but you look like you get lost easily. And dimples attract kidnappers.

Yao: lol.

Do you think team dimple will let that happen.

[valgregory]

Chapter 12

Aym: There's something here!

Vine: Uhh, Marc already said that just now!

???: Just in time... I was starting to get hungry...

Nero: I, the great Nero,

*whoosh*

Nero: Will devour all of you!!

*dun dun*

*flap flap*

Aym: What the heck...

Vine: That's it...?

Nero: Hey, wait!!

Nero: What is with your response?! Don't underestimate me!! I'll kill you all!!

Nero: Starting with that brat over there! Have a taste of my wrath!!

*tap*

*fling!*

*thud*

Nero: Agh!!

Nero: Dammit...

Vine: Hey doggy, is this the best you can do?

Marc: !

Aym: You sure you're a hellhound?

Marc: !!

Aym: Useless dog!

Vine: No wonder Aria can't find the guy she's after...

Aym: Go fix that nose of yours!

Vine: Seriously, you have zero talent in finding people...

Marc: I'm leaving.

Aym: Boo! You're no fun!! Loser!

Vine: So, what are we gonna do with this thing?

Val: Wh- what is this creature?

Dantalion: That's a hellhare.

*Hellhare: A rabbit from hell

Dantalion: You don't know what they are? We have lots of them in hell... they taste good, by the way.

Val: You can eat them?!

Vine: Should I just eat it? It doesn't look tasty, though...

Nero: Help me...

Val: *bling bling*

Val: Uh... can I have him?

Nero: Yay!

Vine: Hm? Sure, take this ugly furball. I'm not hungry, anyway...

*bop*

Nero: Who are you calling ugly furball, you disrespectful brat!! Watch your mouth!

Vine: Alright, problem solved! Now let's go home! (The guide ran off, anyway.)

[Vine didn't even want to search]

Val: What about Marc? Are we gonna leave him just like that?

Aym: Who cares. He'll go home sooner or later...

Vine: *pats Aym's head*

Aym: Don't touch me!!

Vine: Wagh!!

---

[cut to val walking home]

*tap tap*

*pyon*

*tap tap*

*pyon pyon*

Val: Why are you following me?! Go away!

Nero: I'm following you because you're a nice guy~

[A simple creature]

Val: Sure you want to stay with me? You want to follow me in there?

*glance*

*dun dun*

Nero: ??!!!

Nero: A church?! What are you doing here?!

Val: I live here.

Nero: You can't leave me alone out here!! Take me with you!

*hug*

Val: Argh, let go of my leg!!

---

Val: In the end, he followed me in here... I'm lucky no one saw him...

*knock knock*

Father Gregory: Val, are you in there?

Val: Woah, Father!!

[val grabs his blanket]

Val: Hey, get in here and hide! Hurry!

Nero: Why? Ordinary humans can't see me.

Val: Huh?! Whatever, just hide!!

Nero: No!

Father Gregory: Val? I'm coming in-

*creak*

Father Gregory: What are you doing?

*stunned*

Val: Uhh, night yoga...? I heard it's good for your health... haha...

Father Gregory: ...I see...

Father Gregory: Go to sleep when you're done, okay?

*blam*

Val: Ugh, that was close... (phew)

Nero: See? I told you ordinary humans can't see me~

Val: Oh, right... this creature is a demon...

Val: Maybe he knows something...

*pat pat*

Val: Hey... do you know who Mammon is?

Nero: What's that? Some kind of food??

Val: Never mind. Let's just go to sleep...

Nero: Okay~

Father Gregory: ...

---

Debtor: Stop!!

*slam*

Debtor: I promise I'll pay you back! Please don't kill me-

*whoosh*

???: Sigh...

???: Don't get a loan if you can't pay it back...

[??? starts his playlist]

???: You stupid human.

*tap tap*

---

[cut to vine and aym walking home]

Aym: Hey, is it okay to leave Dantalion?

Vine: It's fine. He said he had business, right?

Dantalion: You two can go on ahead... I need to look into something...

Aym: What kind of business does he have? I mean, all he does is read books.

Vine: *yawn* Who knows...

Vine: Forget about him... let's go babe hunting at the city~ (it's usually pretty crowded at night)

*tap*

Aym: Go what hunting?

*choke*

Aym: Is that all your brain can think of? Hah?!!

Vine: AAAAAAAA

[someone passes by]

Vine: Huh?

Vine: ...

Aym: What're you looking at? Are you dead already?

Vine: No, you idiot. That guy who just passed by... I think I've seen him somewhere...

---

Marc: I don't want to work with them again... they're so irritating...

*treng deng deng*

Marc: I should just go by myself next time...

???: (koka kola~ coca cola~)

*bump*

???: Hey, watch where you're going!! Damn it!

???: ?! Marc?!

Marc: Caim?!

[To be continued...]

*Caim's playlist, if anyone's curious:

https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PLeQg5DORlRggD4-m94sa749mzu285B-K3&si=Onyq1usnTsYGkceK

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[inpursuitofmeaning]

April 25th, 2024

today I learned how to say dinosaur 공룡. Hella hard. I also ordered some cool Adidas Sambas, which are objectively sick as fuck

On a less "sick as fuck" note, I saw an Instagram post that really fucked me up. I was doing well, and then all of a student single unhealed thing from the last 2 years was triggered. Let's pump the breaks and be my own big sister for a second. If we can't be sick as fuck, we can at least be as objective as fuck. 1. "I don't daydream of you anymore, but I think of you when I wash my dishes." 2. " Do you tell our story fondly?" - "You were never the villain in mine." 3. " I never wished you ill. I hope you find the peace I never was" (this one fucked me up the most) 4. "In another life, we learned to talk. I was unhurt, and you healed." So here I am, sitting on my bed at 12:16 in the morning, feeling stuffed full and minorly sick from stress-eating bread and cookies all day, and all I want to do is call him. Or text him. Or know if he still thinks of me, too.

But I can't do any of those things because he wanted this, and I must respect that. Sure, I could call him, but what's really the outcome of that? I must reground myself. Let's lay out a little play-by-play of how it will go.

I will call, and he might not pick up. Then I'll be super emerased and that will lead to a whole other string of questions. "Why didn't he pick up? What's he doing right now? Is it because he's asleep? Doesn't he want to talk? Playing hard to get? Is he enjoying this? Does he hate me? Oh god, this is embarrassing, Emily. Why did you call him, ugh, stop this, look at yourself..." and then I will cry myself to sleep. Woohoo. But, if he does pick up, he may say, "Hey, what's up?" And I'll say, "Not much, you? And he will say, "Not much, how are you?" and then I'll lie and say, "im good", and he will know im lying because if I wasn't, why would I be calling him? And we might talk, and I'll embarrass myself by saying a bunch of stuff promoted by that sad Instagram post at 1 in the morning, and then he will pity me, and say something like "it's okay, you're doing great", and then ill feel guilty for putting him in a situation where he comforts me despite his own pain, creating this power dynamic and yadda yadda yadda.

That's not what I want. Plus, I can not relinquish the single sliver of power and self-dignity I have left. I have no one but myself. I am all that I have. Just me. I don't really feel like I have any true friends because I don't think myself capable of having real friends while I hate myself as much as I do. Apparently, it isn't normal to wonder if your friends hate you all the time. Maybe i should start with loving myself, or rather, becoming a person I feel is worthy of love. I have come to realize that I really am not happy with who I am as a person.

And what would be the outcome of this phone call? What is the "best" situation? We get back together? And then what? Trapped back in this endless cycle - on and off, to either be together forever or inevitably break up again? Is that really what I want? To feel this pain all over again in a few months, years, decades? Thats it. There are only 2 ways relationships can end. You are together forever, or you break up. What the fuck is up with that. Why is life so short. The bliss of love and despair of loss - those are two pretty harsh extremes to experience in our few years on this earth.

Maybe I can become a monk and figure out what this "love" thing really is about. The only problem is I just don't look good in orange, and they don't drive Porsches. Let's put a pin in that one. I must re-ground. This is hard, but everyone goes through it. Things weren't perfect (although the negative memories seemed to elude me, annoyingly).

Anyways,

[casspurrjoybell-32]

All It Took Was One Look - Chapter 7

*Warning Adult Content*

Aiden

I was quiet at dinner the next night and mom was trying to get me to partake in the conversations but I wasn't feeling it.

I just wanted to be left alone.

Dad was giving me knowing sideways glances but I kept my eyes on my untouched food.

I couldn't get Liam's face out of my head, the hatred.

"Honey are you feeling okay?" my mom asked, placing her hand on my forehead.

"Mom," I whined moving my head out of her reach.

"I'm fine, okay?" I told her.

"Well you haven't even touched your food," she complained.

"I'm just not hungry," I said moving a pea with my fork.

I looked up to find everyone's eyes on me.

"What?" I asked irritated.

"Bro you never turn down food," Nash said frowning at me.

"Well I have a right not to be hungry. It's not against the law," I snapped.

"What crawled up your butt and died?" Connie asked smirking.

I scowled at her before picking up my plate and putting it in the fridge.

"Aiden," my mom said getting up from her seat, she gave me a serious look.

"Is this about those gay bashers?" she asked putting her hands on my shoulders.

"Oh my God, mom," I yelled stepping back from her.

"Are they still messing with you?" Nash demanded.

I closed my eyes taking deep breath.

"Nancy, Nash... leave my son alone," dad said stopping them from going any further.

My mom huffed before slouched back in her seat.

"He's my son too," she muttered with a pout.

Nash was biting his lip from saying anything while Connie was trying to keep from laughing.

"Thank you," I sighed as I walked out of the kitchen.

"And if anyone needs me. Don't bother," I said and then went upstairs.

I took a shower, put fresh boxers on and just snuggled up in bed, my head buried in my pillow, sighing in comfy pleasure when my cell-phone rang.

UGH.

Reaching behind me I didn't even look who called.

"Hello?" I muttered.

"Hey," Jeanine's voice screamed from the other line.

'Oh. My. God.'

"Seriously," I yelled back at her.

"Dang there's no need to scream," Jay complained.

I rolled my eyes,

"What?"

"What do you want?" I asked impatientlyy.

I just wanted to sleep.

"Well damn Mr Grouch, I just called to see if you wanted to go to the movies."

I groaned.

"Hell no."

I want my bed.

"What? Why not?" she whined.

"I don't know maybe because it's..." I looked over my shoulder to see the clock... it was blaring 9:47 in red.

"9:47 at NIGHT and night means PM, which means that its bed time not movie time... which means... I WANT TO GO TO BED," I said.

"Aww, come on we're going to watch The Howl."

Damn her.

She knows damn well I wanted to see that movie.

"You know you want to," she provoked.

"Why can't we see it tomorrow?" I asked her.

"Because I want to get out of the house. Come on Aiden... pleeeease," she was begging now?

"Please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please..."

"Fine," I caved like usual.

I heard her laugh excitedly.

"Yes. I'll be there in five."

"Whatever," I said and hung up.

I fell back on my bed.

Well bye my beautiful bed.

I got up, put some jeans on and my 'I wish I was in bed' t-shirt.

I snickered at it before grabbing my phone and marched down stairs. I was just about to reach the door before my mom's voice stopped me.

"Uh and where are you going?" she asked me crossing her arms.

Turning slowly I gave her a sheepish smile.

"Jayy and I are going to see The Howl."

"Oh well, have fun and eat some popcorn or something while you're at it since you didn't have dinner," she said and left.

I sighed in relief, that's mom for you.

I grabbed my jacket of the coat rack and heading outside and waited for Jay.

While I waited, I pulling my jacket closer to my body as I looked around.

It was a cold night... I could hear the wind howling loudly.

The tree leaves were swaying roughly as I stood on my front porch... I saw lights down the street which had to belong to Jeanine's Acura.

She pulled up at the curb and I ran to the passenger door and jumped in.

"Hey buddy," she said giving me a huge smile.

"Hi," I muttered buckling myself in.

"So are you ready for...The Howl?" she said mysteriously.

"Sure."

"Gosh you're such a killjoy," she whined putting the car in drive.

It was a quiet drive to the movies... we arrived in record time since she drives like a maniac on speed.

I bought the tickets and went to find our seats while Jay bought the snacks.

I sat there watching previews waiting for her to come back... slumping in my seat tapping my fingers on the arm rest, my eyes fix on the screen so when I saw Jay looking for me I waved her over.

When she moved toward me my breath caught in my throat and my eyes widened.

Liam was right behind her with his girlfriend attached to his arm.

Jay sat down handing me my popcorn and slushy... I tore my gaze away from the torturous sight.

Why did he have to be in this theater.

I mean he could have come at any time today to watch this damn movie.

Can a guy get a break.

Now on top of not wanting to come in the first place, I was exceedingly aware of him now.

The movie started but I couldn't for the life of me try and pay attention to it.

I snuck a quick peek behind me to find where they were, I know I'm being masochistic... sue me.

I found them in the very back of the theater snuggled up to one another.

Why can't that be me?

Ugh, I shook my head hard, 'bad thoughts, bad.'

Jeanine slapped my arm causing me to look at her.

She was wrinkling her face pointing to the screen.

I focused back on the movie the best I could.

To say the least those two hours were the worst of my life.

I was constantly fidgeting making Jeanie continue to hit my arm through the whole thing.

I think I have a giant bruise from it now.

Quickly I grabbed our trash and walked out like hell hounds were after me.

I heard Jay calling, hurrying after me but I just had to leave, like NOW.

I could feel him close behind but I refused to look.

I burst through the front door racing towards Jeanie's car.

I was only a few feet from the front door before someone pulled me back.

"Damn Aiden. Where the hell's the fire?" Jay asked winded.

I glanced at her before looking anxiously around to make sure he wasn't close but my luck wasn't with me this night.

His hazel eyes made contact with mine causing my heart to beat a mile a minute as I stared at his gorgeous face... his eyes were darkening with... desire?

I didn't get a chance to verify because miss model pulled at his sleeve making him break eye contact with me to look down at her.

I bit my lip in jealousy, ridiculous I know but I couldn't help who I crush on.

"Aiden," Jay's hand was waving in my face.

"What?"

"What? Well I don't know, first you ran like you were running for your life back there, then you space out like a creepo. What the hell's wrong with you today?" she asked frowning at me.

I shook my head trying to clear it so I could answer her straight.

"It's nothing... I told you I wanted to sleep but no you had to drag me out to the movies and now its midnight... I'm hallucinating from lack of sleep because of you. Thanks for that," I told her walking to the car.

For some reason I couldn't tell her I had a huge crush on Liam Parker.

"Whatever asshole," I heard her mutter as she got in the driver's seat.

When we were half way to my house she started asking if I liked the movie and commented on this and that.

I just nodded my head since I wasn't listening anyway.  

[frogsandfries]

Payyyeeeeedaaayyyyeeeeee! So I bought a couple cases of ensure, and I've been fucking around with Amazon, so I didn't get the mattress yet but I'm soooooo freaking excited to have a mattress--my own mattress! A decade into my adult life!

Okay, look, I have many good reasons to never have owned my own mattress: Living in shelters, motels, pre-furnished units, or sleeping on floors and couches, or living with people who already had a mattress that I was welcome to. Okay?

I try not to frame this shit entirely onto myself anymore. If you turned eighteen and your family was homeless, you wouldn't be having a very blazing start to adulthood yourself.

While that person was abusive, I'm grateful to have had some one person in my life, sooner than later, who laid the path in front of me for me to claim my own stability.

It was really tempting, with a big ole chunk of change in hand, to get everything--the office rug I wanted, plus the other cat bowl I need to get, the room divider that I need for my stupid job, pillows, some desperately needed pants (it's always pants wtf). But the cats will be fine eating off this tote; I'll survive without a rug. I just need a couple items; I need some money left for groceries as I get ideas throughout the next couple weeks for meals that I'd like. I can't go without internet, and I'm going to make another attempt at getting a desperately needed new phone either tomorrow or Saturday.

I'd eventually like a new cup with a lid, but I could probably get a decent one from the dollar store. It's gotta be a biiiig cup, because I often forget to fill it on my breaks and talking all day, with how arid it is where I live, and how hot the apartment can get later in the afternoon....... also, my water filtererer is like, twenty-some cups, apparently, and I swear I'm in the fridge constantly filling that thing. Hydration? Not an issue here, but it will be if I don't have anything to flavor my water with. Not sure how much longer I have left on this can of drink powder, since I don't remember when I got it, but can I drink something else besides just pink lemonade 😵‍💫🤢 Not if I blow all my money on apartment stuff.

Besides, I think I can always find something else to buy for the apartment: Silverware organizer, some kind of cat-proof barrier for the kitchen (my dummy boy got stuck behind the stove, and the pilot light constantly heats the whole cooktop, which is disturbing), storage for my bedroom, new bedding, storage cubes for my clothes, maybe eventually a rug for my bed, bookshelves, organizers for my creative workspace, a proper dish set that I won't really use by myself, to prove that I'm definitely an adult, more corkboards, more foamcore to mount the corkboards onto, more diamond paintings that I'll probably just never finish...... Maybe eventually a couch cover just to spice things up. A different chair for being not at work, maybe a laptop or computer so I can download entertainment. More dishes. I could always use like, more toilet paper, a new bath towel, hand soap, body soap, laundry soap, dish soap, cat litter--you can literally never have enough cat litter. Which reminds me, I also don't own a vacuum. That's going to take some real determination to get the one I want.

Ugh....... I've been thinking about a new office chair. Like, obsessively. While I want my desk to be higher, I want my chair just the slightest bit lower. At its lowest, in this chair, my feet do not comfortably touch the ground and my hips won't let me forget it. But...... there are soooooooooooo many options. How do I know if the chair I get will be lower than this one? How do I know if it will be comfortable enough? What if it's too hot? How do I know if it will be worth the money? What if I buy a knee-chair and I hate it? Do I just go straight for a gaming chair? Is that overkill?

Anyway, the point is, I'm obviously no minimalist. I can always think of more things to purchase to customize my living space, and coming from basically zero a decade in to my life as an adult, fully, legally and financially responsible for myself........I don't have a whole lot. This apartment doesn't have a whole lot of storage. My shit is mostly still packed up. I didn't have any intention of moving this year. The more I'm caused to move when I would rather not, the more I'm going to start digging my heels in. I would rather do anything than move next year, or in five years. Maybe by five years, I'll have the stomach for packing again. I have plenty of time, plenty of money, to invest into my home, my comfort, my existence. And I don't have to balance against anyone else, at least for a long, long time........ if ever...... I'm so awful at even just making friends...... sigh.

As for money for hobbies and such, it's probably fine for now. I really don't know what to do as far as coloring the graphic novel. I honestly need some kind of feedback, because this digital thing is not working. I've already made like ten sketchbooks, which is waaaaay overkill. I don't really have any other hobbies. I don't really have much time for any other hobbies.

I'm making really good progress on my linework just squeezing it in at work, don't tell the client 🤭

I'm seriously wondering if I could actually color better with colored pencils......

Anyway, I should probably go to bed...... tomorrow is Friday.

[finding-the-honey]

Today is not a recovery day. It's not even celebrate the small things kind of day. It's survive the day, and try not to stress about how far it feels like you've backslid. Or why.

My arms are useless. Muscle pain is high. I keep falling asleep, even though I actually went to bed at a semi-decent (for me) time, and slept in later than I have been.

Too much sleep? Not enough of the right kind? Maybe a push back against yesterday's carb binge?

Nothing tastes quite right, either.

For once it doesn't seem to be stress related, but I'll be fucked if I know wtf it is. I can't even really say it's from taking my meds later than usual, because I've been feeling off since I got up.

Ugh fuck I hate this. Fucking hate it. Hate it, hate it, hate it.

And none of this helps.

The weirdest part is I've managed to write. For days I've been struggling to get my word count in, no inspiration at all and no fucks for even just faking it, but this morning, first thing, bam. Next thing I know I've got my word count for the day, and then some.

But even that can't temper my temper, can't make me less angry. I have shit I need to do. Shit I want to do. I'm fucking hungry and need something to fucking eat.

Maybe just ... start there. Find something to eat and see if that helps. Make a good cup of coffee, too, because fuck it. Find a fucking treat somewhere in this shit pile of a day.

[dragon-kazansky]

Masquerade with Mads Mikkelsen

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Chapter Three - Penny for your thoughts

You're not sure what time it was when you went to sleep. Really late. Yet, you had woken early. You really didn't feel all that well rested, but how could you sleep when all you could think about was Mads. He had been on your mind all night.

You had woken about an hour ago, laying in bed listening to the birds outside. They were up and ready to face their day. Yet, you were not. Your heart raced in your chest as you thought about breakfast. What would you say? What would you do? Would he let you sit with him? Would he leave?

You didn't want him to leave.

The goal for today was to get Mads to open up to you. You wanted to hear his thoughts from him. If he couldn't be open with you, then you knew this would go nowhere. Perhaps you'll suggest your thought to go move in with Lauren or Michael. Maybe you would keep that to yourself for a while longer.

You get up and get changed, needing to do something other than lay there. If you kept to your thoughts any longer, you may go insane. You try to read, but your mind can't focus on the words. You try to draw, but you can't. You pace back and forth, chest feeling heavy.

You're nervous. You shouldn't be, but you are. Maybe it's because you know you have feelings for him, but the reality is, he doesn't want you to. Was that his way of turning you down?

Ugh, you hated to think about it, but it's all you could think about.

A knock at your door has you standing still. Your eyes focus on the wood with worry. You knew this meant breakfast was ready. The voice on the other side belonged to Michael Caine.

"Breakfast has been prepared for you when you're ready."

You take a deep breath. As you approach the door, you hear him leave, on his way to continue his duties. You wait a moment before opening the door and leaving the sanctuary that is your room. This meant facing Mads head on. You lift your head a little higher and decided to just face the day.

You didn't want him to ignore you for the rest of your life.

With determination, you make your way up to the office. You're aware everyone else in the dining hall right now, having their own breakfasts. You do not falter as you in the other direction.

The door to the office is open a crack. You can't really see him through it, but you know he's in there.

Just as you raise your fist to knock, you stop as he speaks.

"Come in."

Your heart begins to race again. He knew you were outside. You begin to worry that he can hear your poor heart. Pushing open the door, you step inside, suddenly feeling nervous and shy. His eyes are on you as you close the door behind you.

Two breakfast sets are set out on his desk.

"It would appear I am to have company this morning," he says.

"Yes," you reply, not sure what else to say to that.

"Sit down then."

You lick your top lip nervously and slowly walk over to the empty chair opposite him. You sit down and find yourself not knowing where to look. Him, the food, the desk, the floor.

Mads seems calm and casual. He doesn't seem at all affected by your presence. If only you knew...

Mads regards you with calm composure, but on the inside his mind his running wild. Why were you here? How did this happen? He did not ask for company in his office, but he won't turn you away either. As much as he's trying to keep distance between you, he wants nothing more than to spend every second with you.

It's his own cruel punishment.

Awkwardly, you both tuck into your meals. The silence feels thick as you both sit there, eating. You want to look at him, but you can feel his eyes on you and it's making you far more nervous than you already were.

You notice the cane hanging off the side of the desk.

"Is the pain still bad?" You ask, eying it.

Mads follows your gaze and look at he stick.

"A little bit. I'll be find in time," he looks back up at you.

You look up and meet his gaze. Unable to look away, you commit their colour to memory.

"I'm sorry," he says.

"It's Ok," you tell him.

"No. It's not. I'm being rude."

You put your cutlery down and sit back in your chair, looking at him with big sad eyes. It tugs at his heartstrings.

"What did I do?" You ask.

"Nothing. The fault is mine."

"What did you do?"

"Something I shouldn't have. I'm not risking pulling you into that rabbit hole. I thought it better to keep you at a distance," he tells you.

"I miss your company," you say.

He falls silent for a moment, watching you quietly. It warms him to hear you say those words, but he's unsure what to do with them. He feels bad he's made your feel lonely, even if you do have plenty of company in the house.

"You do?"

"Yes. I miss our talks. I want to walk through the garden with you. I want to see you more. I want you to join us for dinner. I want to see your smile again. You invited me into your home, now my home, and you avoid me. I don't like it."

"I apologise immensely."

You sigh softly.

"Can't we spend time together? Are we not friends?" You ask, feeling it the safest option. You will not tell him just how deep your feelings go. You don't want to overwhelm him if he does not share those feelings.

Mads gives you a soft smile. The first you've seen since that night.

"Of course. Will you meet me in the garden this afternoon? There is something I want to discuss with you, if you'll let me."

You smile.

"Of course," you reply. "All I want to do is spend time with you. I miss you, Mads."

He smiles that same soft smile and says, "I miss you too."

No longer feeling tension in the air, you tuck back into the last of your breakfast. You're no longer feeling too shy to look at him. You share small smiles with him. Even when you're both done eating, you sit there and you chat and you laugh.

After about an hour, Mads tells you to get ready. You nod, taking leave of his office. Mads watches you go, a silly little smile on his lips as you go. Even when you're gone he is still smiling like a fool. He knows he was being silly by keeping his distance.

"I can do this," he tells himself. "I can pretend."

His eyes linger on the door and he almost wished you would come back in. Yet, he heard your footsteps fading down the hall. He could hear the skip in your step as you went. The idea that you're excited to spend time with him is enough to get him out of his office chair and go to his own room. He wasn't going to change his clothes to be more presentable for you.

You pass Oscar on your way back to your room.

"Where are you off to?" He asks, grinning at the smile on your face.

"To get changed. Mads and I going out into the garden," you say, trying to think of what to put on.

Oscar chuckles. "Is it a date?" He asks.

"What? No! Of course not. I finally got him to talk to me again. We're just going to walk and talk. There was something he wanted to tell me."

Oscar smiles, a peculiar look in his eyes.

"Right."

You narrow your gaze at him and then take your leave. You hear Oscar laughing as you go on your way. You have no idea what he found so funny. Though apparently you were easy to read. That thought made you a little anxious. Does everyone know?

Once changed, you check yourself over in your mirror, fretting slightly on if you look nice or not. It wasn't suppose to be a big deal if he liked your outfit or not. Yet, here you are, fussing over what you were going to wear. It took some time, but you finally deciding on an outfit you felt was good enough.

You made you way out into the garden.

Mads was already waiting outside. He was leaning against his cane as he looked out over the garden. You stop at the main entrance and admire him for a moment. You pretended your heart wasn't hammering away in your chest just from the sight of him alone. He had such power over you and didn't even know it.

I have to pretend. I'll be OK.

At least, that's what you keep telling yourself.

You work up the courage to step outside and make your way over to him. As you come up beside him, Mads turns his head and smiles at you. You return the smile.

"Ready?" He asks.

"Yes."

Mads offers you his arm. You hesitate for a moment. This is far more intimate than you were expecting this to be. You hope he didn't notice your slight panic as you take his arm, standing close to him. You have to remind yourself to breath as he leads you away from the house, going down the steps slowly.

"You look lovely, by the way."

God, he was going to make this so hard. Falling in love with this man is so easy when he's just so... himself. You glance up at him, but his eyes are focused on his steps. He is being careful about how he steps down, avoiding discomfort. You give his arm a little squeeze as you step down onto the gravel. He meets your gaze for a second. You both smile and look away.

Just be a gentleman, he tells himself. Do not fall in love.

It's too late, but he will still tell himself that.

Mads leads you into the gardens. They're a lot tidier now. Anson has begun to replant his flowers, and he's building a new bench to put here. A little fountain is running just to the side. You smile at the little small stone birds on it.

"You have birds on the library doors too," you say, recalling the intricate design on those doors.

Mads smiles.

"Yes. They have meaning in my family. It's part of what I want to talk to you about." He stops you both beside the fountain and you look at the birds in closer detail.

"What do they mean?"

"There is a bird for every member of my family. That includes everyone who was just here. They're as much my family as anyone else," he says, looking at the birds. You count the little birds. Thirteen, one for each of them, two more, his parents perhaps, and another little one.

"Who is that one? I count one too many."

Mads smiles as he looks at you, lifting a brow slightly as if to question you.

"Is it not obvious?"

You stare at him.

"Me?"

He laughs. That sound is beautiful. The way his face lights up as he laughs is a sight you missed.

"Of course it's you. It is perhaps my favourite little bird," he says, looking at it.

Be still my beating heart.

You watch him with soft eyes. Why does he have to say things like that?

"Come along," he leads you away from the fountain. You keep your gaze on the ground, trying so hard not to look at him. If you do, your heart might explode with all your feelings.

You remember this path he is taking you on. Your heart races for another reason now. The statue of his parents is this way. It was broken in the fight, of which he cannot be fixed, at least not by Anson's hands. You hadn't seen the damage yet.

As you get closer to the statue, you feel your heart break. Normally the stone faces of his parents would be looking at you from here, but they're gone. As you come to a stop at the base, you can see exactly where the statue was broken from. The top halves of them are completely gone. From the waist down, the statue remained. The plaque had been cleaned since Mads was here last.

"I'm so sorry, Mads."

He keeps his eyes on the plaque, but turns his head toward you slightly.

"What for?"

"It's damaged," you mutter.

"It is of no fault of yours. It was a sacrifice made to keep you safe," he says.

"Still, this was for your parents..."

Mads turns his head properly to look at you. 

"My parents loved each other more than anyone I have ever known. A love so pure and passionate, people looked up to them for it. People wanted what they had. I, too, hoped to find love like theirs."

You say nothing, just looking into his eyes.

"My father would being my mother flowers almost daily. They would dance together in the ballroom, even when it was otherwise empty. They dined together every night. They walked together in this very garden. Not a day went by where they didn't tell each other they loved one another. They were the definition of happiness and love."

"Do you still want that?" You ask him.

He is silent for a while. He looks at you. You are certain he can hear your pulse. You wonder if he's making you nervous on purpose.

"I don't think I deserve it," he says.

Your expression becomes confused as your eyes flicker between his own. You're questioning his thought process behind that.

"Why not?"

"Despite my kindness and everything I do for everyone, I have done many bad things. I consider myself lucky to have such friends, but to have a companion in life, I cannot do that. Consider it a fault of my guilty conscience."

"But... everyone deserves to have that kind of love. If you think I would hold your past against you, you don't know all that well at all. There is someone out there who will love you no matter what, and they will make you see just what you deserve. You'll see. One day, you're going to find someone who you won't be able to let go of, and it will be because they accept you for who you are. You can have what your parents had."

Mads watches you in awe.

"Perhaps I already have," he says.

You smile softly at him, about to ask him what he meant, but he speaks first.

"Will you join me in town tomorrow?" He asks, not letting you dwell on his previous words.

"I'd love to."

Mads smiles sweetly and offers to walk you back to the house. You accept, this time holding his hand. You want to feel close to him. You want to close that distance.

He gives your hand a squeeze.

No more pushing you away.

♡♡♡

@niceshadeofblue @meganlpie @janine-007 @multiple-fandoms-girl @mischief-siriusly-managed @moonchild-cupcake @thecursivej @bdffkierenwalker

[itsmadamehydra]

My Savior || Wayne McCullough

A/N: Just some teenage girl trying to write the story inside her head, hope u like it.

Pairing: Wayne McCullough x oc

Warnings: rape, intention of rape, harassment, blood mention, bullying, language (a little strong)

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I've always like to watch him by far, he just seems different from the rest (and oh boy, he is).

The first time I saw him I was in 7th grade. I was just one more girl of the many others that her tities just had started to show and my period started to visit me. I remember that day clearly, I was sitting at the hallway with my bestfriend at the time, eating infront of our lockers when I saw him.

"Am telling ya girl, the answer of number 5 was c." I said trying to reason with her about the science test answers "I told you that if u needed help to study, I could help ya." I smile at her and move my arm upward to touch her shoulder

"Yeah, yeah, I know...are you sure it was not D?" she said frowning her eyebrows once more. We stayed in silence for a sec before bursting into laughter and tears

Little by little our laughs started to fade, allowing ears to hear the background and aswell some loud voices, it sounded like an argument but by the hears of it a fight was going to start soon. "What you think is happening over there?" Cassie murmured, I stared at the end of the hallway where apparently was were the voices were coming from.

"I don't know..." my lips formed a thin line while I was thinking about what could have been happening in there, "You wanna, you know, go and see?" I looked back at my friend

"Freak yeah" she laughed grabbing my hand and running down the hallway to see the soon to be fight.

Once we got there, there was a mass of students surrounding what appeared to be the ones who where arguing. "Ugh, I can't see, I hate been so small." I said, "Hey, that smallness is beautiful and you know you can use that in your own benefit" Cassia said and winked at me.

"I mean, yeah but I can't-" my word stopped at the moment I heard a want sounded and I believe to be a punch in the face. "You saw that!?" Cassie said, "That was freaking awesome, please tell me you saw it!" "Um, nah Cassie, I cant see a crap" i said while trying to find a whole where to see through.

It was only a matter of seconds until more punches were heard. I started pushing people more frantically, I wanted to see what was happening. When I get pass a few amount of studens I almost slipped, looked sown to see what was it and it was stains of blood, only a few but still.

"Oh gosh, disgusting." When I look up only a few students are still in the cafeteria and a guy wearing a grey hoddie was just there, staring at the bloodie face of another guy. I stared back at the hoddie guy and noticed a little hammer in his hand, and the words just came out of my mouth without even noticing, "Why the hammer? Want to be a constructed or something?" He just stared at me and pass by me without saying a word and keeping a neutral face.

"Who the hell was that crazy ass weirdo?" I hear Cassie's voice behind me. "I don't know" I responded, "But I will know...one day."

"Ok,ok, am not going to get in between your little search thingi but am sure he is not good news." Cassie said, "You saw what he did, and he has a FREAKING hammer, y/n! Covered in blood y/n!" She grabbed my shoulders from behind, "I think we all understood the message, stay the fuck away from him, honey."

And I just smiled.

Months later I learned his name. Wayne, Wayne McCullough. Fits the ring if you ask me. Everyone was speaking about how violent, crazy and wierdo he was, about how he was going to show up at your house to beat the hell put of you.

I just observed him by far, well, I like to think that I noticed him. I noticed how he usually beats up those who are some assholes jerks that have only one brain cell as much. Noticed that he is not much of a talker and a shy boy. Noticed how he makes his lips thin when he gets lost in thoughts. How he closes his fist when he is about to do something. His strangely high pain tolerance. His pale skin and dark hair appeared to me to be very llamative and aswell his strength. He was and is skinny but somehow has a great strength, maybe do to the unincredible amounts of fights he gets in. Experience makes the master is what the say...right?

Years went by, we entered to highschool and the nervousness along with the fast beating, sweating and butterflies were still there every time i either tought about him or saw him walking around.

Cassie stayed with me for a while until she decided to join the group of nasty ass bitches with no brain cells who believed no one was better than them. While I...well, I stayed small for a big part I guess, always with good grades, teachers love me and try to be nice with every one I guess.

Everything was going great until Cassie along with some guys recorded me somehow while being drunk and them trying to overpass the boundaries, and let me tell ya.. that was just the start.

The had videos of me at the school bathroom, pictures of my underwear under my skirts and dresses, them trying to touch me. I had to learn to defend myself, stopped using skirts, dresses, shorts even do I loved wearing the. Replace my shoes with tennis and always had hair ties.

"Y/n, wake up! You're going to be late for school, don't think ama wait for you!" I mom yelled.

"Yes, mom! Dont worry, am up!" I run down the stairs with my backpack, went to the kitchen, grabbed an apple and went straight to the car.

"Oh for God sake, y/n" she said went she looked at me and noticed my new hair style.

"What? You don't like it? I just cut it a little." I satered at her innocently

"Your father is not gonna like it and you know it." She said and the stress lines appeared in her forehead, "You know this is his weekend and-"

She couldn't finish her sentence because I started taking, "Am not going to that dickheads house, mother." I said strainly, "Don't want to see his and face of that bitch he cheated you with..." i lowly said but loud enough to hear.

"I know, honey but you have to and besides you get to see your brother!" She patted my thigh, "Haven't seen him in a while right?" She said with a sad tone

"You should be the one seeing him...not me." I stared outside the window, there were just some trees and houses and garbage.

Mom and dad divorced a while back, he cheated on her. The house was a mess that day, screams and broken glass everywhere. Sammy was lucky, he was at grandma's but I was home...listening to every single word. That was also the first time a sneaked out and the first time I sort-of spoke to Wayne.

"What are you doing here?" I heard someone said behind me, I looked and it was fucking Wayne

"Just trying to have some quietness i guess..." I stared at my fingers and started playing with them because of my nervousness, "...What are you doing here?" I asked softly

And he stayed silent...the whole time after that. Either way, his company was nice and the side profile, ufff, amazing.

"Ok, we are here." I stared at the building for a sec before giving my mother a kiss in her cheek and entered to the building.

"Hey y/n! Nice ass!" That was the jerk of all jerks, Jonathan.

I turned around and stared at him, "Oh yeah?" He nodded, "Want to see me shop of your dick?" Changed my tone while saying that into a lower and more serious tone. He just stared at me with sealed lips and left.

I continued walking to my locker and I come to see tgat my freaking lock is broken, I search in all the spaces but nothing is missing.

"Come on! They had just changed me of locker!" I silently yelled. Started grabbing my books for the next few classes when I felt a hand in my shoulder, by instinct I grabbed the wrist, pushed the person against the locker and added pressure in the throat with my other arm.

"Hey y/n" Orlando smiled, "New move?" I chuckled and removed my arm, now, standing face to face I respond

"You know you shouldn't do that Orlando bunny." I laugh st the nickname I gave him a few time ago. Orlando was one of the few FEW people who talked to me, well, he talked to everyone but still.

"I know... I just forgot I guess man." He looked down, "Y/n...have your tities grown bigger?" His face looked confused.

I slapped his head and punched his shoulder, "Could you please stop looking and thinking 'bout tities when am around you?"

"I mean, yeah sure...and sorry about your lock." He points the locker, "Wayne thought it was still his but since-" I cut him off before he could continue

"Wayne?" I asked confused

"Yeah, Is tha-" i cut him off again

"Why did he tho?" I murmured staring at my lock in hand.

"It used to be his locker but oh well...he missed school for 3 weeks and yeah." He grabs his backpacks laces after explaining.

"Oh...ok, is he still here tho?" I looked at Orlando

"I guess..." he was about to say pther thing when the bell ring and we started to go toour classes, "See you later gorgeous!" He yells from the corner of the hallway.

I stayed there...just staring at my lock for a while, then order my things fast and left to class. What I didn't know was that someone was watching at me.

Three days later, i was walking back home and i heard s car going at full speed and nasty comments were started to be listend. I kept walking trying tk pretend they didn't exist when the car is suddenly over the sideway and infront of me.

"YOU COULD HAVE KILLED ME ASSHOLES!!" I yelled.

"But...you are bot dead right, bitch?" Jonathan said getting out of the car. There were five, 2 guys and 3 girls. "Don't prefer to suck my dick and be my slut, promise I'll pay a good amount." He said infront of me,

"She is already a slut baby." Veronica said

"I bet she has sleeped with half school, wouldn't surprise me if you haven been org*e or something." You know, comments are comments, you are the one who decide what hurt you and whats does not, but being Cassie the one who said that...broke my freaking heart.

I couldn't stand it anymore, wanted to leave the place so i came up with a plan very fast. I walked closer to Jonathan trying to be the most seductive I could, touched his chest, abs and got closer to his ear and said, "You are going to regret everything" Punched him with all my strenght in this genitiles, stomp on his feet, punched his nose and ran the faster I could out of there.

"You bitch!" I heard from far but i continued running, I couldn't stop, i was scared, didn't know what could happen if the get me. I could hear the car engines behind me, but i didn't stop.

I was close a bridge, ran underneath it, passed some houses but i could still hear the voices and car. My legs hurt, i needed to catch my breath, i could hear my heart beat, my body felt on fire. When I less expected am suddenly trapped, there were some abandoned buildings and warehouses but no way to get put of there. This was it, my end.

"Couldn't escape from me you nasty little bitch!?" I heard his voice, i was never one to pray but believe when i say i begged to God to save me. "You ain't going anywhere...bitch" he was behind me, I could sense it.

My hair was pulled, he pulls me by my hair to his car and i notice that it's just him and another guy. Am not getting out of here.

"We are going to have so much fun!" He licks my cheek and i try to kick him wherever.

"HELP!" I yelled, "SOMEBODY PLEASE, HELP!" my voice sounded horrific, like if i hadn't drank a single drop of water in ages, "please" y murmure my last pledge before he finally puts me over the capo of his car.

"No one's gonna help you, you slut." He says, the other guy was just watching and standing still, doing nothing.

I gave up, didn't even notice I was crying until I tasted the salt in my lips. I felt him over me, unbucking my pants and then...i didnt felt his weight anymore, instead, i heard a cry of pain, and then another cry, and another and another.

I lifted my head and there he was, grey hoddie and little hammer in hand...my savior. I smiled.

My smile just grew bigger and bigger every second I saw that boy swing that motherfucker hammer, every second that Jonathan's blood was spilled. I lool around in search pf the pther guy scared that he might try to grab but I get calm when i see him unconscious on the floor.

A few minuts later th cries stop and i look up, Jonathan was missing 3 teeths and face covered with blood, i think he could even have a brocken rib or something.

Am sitting on top of the car's capo when a feel a slight, fragile touch.

"You ok?" Wayne askes pulling a string of my hair behind my ear.

"...now I am." I smile to him and he returns a little small tiny one with a grin. I was about to say something else when he suddenly speaks

"Want to be my girlfriend or whatever?" He says looking exhausted, I chuckle

"Try a little harder and I might be." I say soflty with a small thin smile and he avoids my eyes but I still get to notice a small blush.

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Hey! So, yeah. This is my first ever published thing. Hope you enjoyed it and if you want a part two or to keep writing, am open to any suggestion! Am not very good with the warnings section so if you could help me with it, i would totally apreciate that!

Thank you for reading,

[sirthisisa-wendys]

Heeyy!! For the event can i request

Inui Seishu(Tokyo Revengers)+ Zombie+ NSFW

Dismembered: Inui Seishu x Fem!Reader

wc: 635

tw: fluff (because getting a zombie penis stuck in your cooch ain't it lol)

2K Event Masterlist: Monster Mash

"How's everything going over there? I haven't heard from you in almost three months!" Your mom is on the other end of the phone, holding it up to her ear as she probably does the laundry or some domestic chore.

"Um..." You look over to the zombie sleeping on the couch, his eyes closed in the sunlight. "Remember that zombie virus that hit a while back?"

"Oh, yeah," your mother answers confidently.

"Well, Inupi ended up getting it."

"Isn't Inupi your ex?" Her question is valid, but you shrug.

"He came to my door looking for brains. I told him 'no' but that he could come inside and have one of the chickens in the backyard."

"What about the morgue?" she wonders innocently.

"You really think the morgue will allow me to have brains so he can eat?" you laugh. "He's fine with the chickens."

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Inupi is not fine with the chickens.

While at the morgue, you're in the middle of pumping a body with formaldehyde when you hear a door slam and something glass rattle around. You check your watch - it's only 11:26 am - and note that your co-worker wouldn't be in until around 1 pm. So, who could be here?

You remove your gloves and trash them as you walk toward the door, opening it just as you see the scarred zombie ambling in it's direction.

"Inui!" you hiss, eyes widening. The zombie mutters an "mmmmm" before speeding his gait up, trying to get past you to the dead body on the table. "Inui, what the fuck are you doing here?" You shut the door behind you, much to his dismay, and he drops his shoulders, mouth slumping into a pout. His blonde hair hangs limply against his peeling forehead, but you still find it in your heart to see the man you'd known not too long ago. Even though his blue eyes are dull, and he can barely get out a few moans and grunts as communication, you can still see the Inui you once knew.

"Unnhhhh." Move.

"No. That body has formaldehyde in it," you retort.

"Unh." So?

"So; it'll hurt you." Inupi gives one more grunt, his brows furrowing. "Stop being childish. You can't have the bodies here."

The whine he emits is nothing short of bratty, but you sigh, looking around the empty hallway as if you'll find another dead body somewhere.

"We can wait for the hospital to transport a new body. But I have to make sure it's suitable for you to eat."

The next hours are spent with Inui hanging around the morgue, his eyes glazing over at the sight of so many dead bodies.

"Ahh?" What's this?

"Don't touch that," you murmur, looking at him for a moment then looking away. "Or that."

"Ugh." Seconds later, you hear a soft crunch and your head snaps over to see Inupi stooping down to pick up his hand.

"Oh, shit," you hiss, grabbing the dismembered limb. "I'll help you with this."

"Unnnnhh." Thanks.

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"Hey," you whisper, pushing open Inupi's bedroom door. "You alright?"

"Mmm." Yeah.

After a long day at the morgue and two new bodies showing up to be cremated, you offered him the brains as an offering, and he took them gladly, shuffling off to some corner to eat them happily. You drove him home as he recovered from his food coma, chastising him about walking along the highway for so long in the hot sun, but he could barely hear you past the sound of his mind cranking to the thought of maybe getting more brains soon.

"I brought you some clothes." Inui flashes you a smile in the dark, his teeth still shiny and bright like they were when you met him. "I love you."

"Luhhh." Love you, too.

[mxtcha-tea]

domestic shiratorizawa

⊹summary; the life inside the dorms of shiratorizawa

⊹pilots; gn![y/n], ushijima, tendou, semi, yamagata, reon, kawanishi, shirabu, goshiki (pairings showed; yamagata x reader, goshiki x reader)

⊹genre; fluff, crack and some cursings (no proofread)

⊹flight details; i've once made a domestic imagines in my old blog so imma make a small reboot of it <3

random shopping

normal day, normal life. you could've seen yourself laying or even napping in your room while a compilation of minecraft songs plays in the background. but no. instead, you're inside an antique shop with Yamagata, Ushijima and Tendou.

you have no idea when, or how did the process happened but you surely is done with getting dragged inside the shop by Tendou and Yamagata.

while Ushijima's stuck on a section, you don't know where, but he's definitely stuck there, "[y/n]! look at what i found,"

Yamagata called you as you turned around to see him holding up a pretty heavy doll. you raise your brow, "what the hell is that?" walking towards him and taking a closer look at the object in hand,

"i think it's a, um, i think a matryoska doll? matroyska? is that how you say it?" "why're you asking me, i don't know jack shit about russian stuff,"

"ah you mean, matryoshka doll?" Tendou butted in, startling you two, "it's also called a 'nesting doll' and did you actually know that it was actually originated from china?"

Yamagata's eyes practically sparkled at that with a surprised look, "from china? really?"

you can only roll your eyes, "and how can you even know all that?" Tendou snickered and put on a smug face, "i'm actually very smart, y'know. ya'll just don't know about it," "says the person in class 2,"

"i blame the mathematic old hags for adding letters in math, and the apple that fucking hit my man Isaac," you tsk'ed and walk towards the next section. Yamagata passive aggressively put the matryoshka doll down and follow after you along with Tendou,

"also, we need to find ushijima, i think he's stuck in some section between here...ah there," you stopped walking and turn to your right where you find Ushijima reading a book.

Tendou skipped towards him and smack his shoulder, "you okay, wakatoshi-kun? you sure did took longer to look at the stuff here," while Tendou chats with Ushijima, Yamagata look up at the shelves as something caught his eyes.

he tried to reach it while tip toing but due to his height, he can't reach it. then, he jumped from his spot to grab the object but end up hitting his head onto the board, "AGH, FUCK!" which causes you all to look at him, watching him hold his head while shivering from the pain,

"are you okay, yamagata?" ushijima ask, putting back the book on the shelves, "yeah, yeah, i'm just tryna get that," he shakes his head before pointing up.

you followed his finger and caught a glimpse of an old polaroid. it's a little bit dusty but other than that, it looks new. Ushijima reached it from his spot and managed to grab it, "here,"

he hands it to Yamagata as he instantly recovered from his recent pain and snatch it from Ushijima's hand, subtly thanking him with a grin, "why do you even need a polaroid?" Tendou asked, leaning his arm over Ushijima's shoulder with one brow up,

"pfft, for journaling of course,"

a gust of wind went through you while staring at him with a poker face, the same with Tendou with a small cat like smile. Ushijima just looked the same,

"okay," "WHAT'S WITH THE TONE??" you blinked and just knit your eyebrows, "i mean, since when you started journaling? you're not even the type of person to do something aesthetic,"

he pouted and just crosses his arms, "so what? that doesn't mean i can't do it, right? have faith in me god darn it. and honestly, my journal looks good so far," "well, fine,"

you waved your hand at him and continue going through the other section. and just like that, "hey wait!" Yamagata tailed after you.

Tendou snickered at the two and focus back on Ushijima, who's still watching the display yet again, "have you thought of what to buy wakatoshi-kun?" "i'm not sure, there's a lot of interesting stuff here," "well, you've only been in this section but okay~"

studying

"agh, why did those idiots really have to call me at this time...?"

you groaned, slowly walking through the halls with a slouched figure. tracing your fingers along the wall with a dejected look. you're suppose to sleep today.

an hour or two long sleep. it's finally the weekend which means the time for you to sleep all of your problems away. drifting into slumber with fluffy pillows and warm blankets, enjoying your dream as long as you can.

until your ringtone annoyingly rings next to your ear. you answer the call, and again greeted by the most annoying human in the planet,

"[y/n], we need you at the gym right now!"

"huh? oh fuck off Tendou, i need to sleep right now,"

"nuh uh, you can sleep later after you go to the gym,"

"why? are you, i don't know, practicing or something?"

"you have to find out. if you don't move your ass from that bed, we'll send Hayato to wake you up~"

". . ."

and now, you find yourself standing in front of the door of shiratorizawa's volleyball gym. not only that Tendou wakes you up from your sleep, you also had to WALK all the way from your dorm to the gym,

"i'm gonna add more time to their practices after this..."

sliding the door open, you expect them to be doing serves or maybe spikes.

but instead, you're seeing them—as in the 3rd years—all sitting down at the middle of the court, with books around them.

and what's even more confusing is that they somehow managed to bring a table inside. no, not the flip-able table.

literally a whole ass table.

Reon looks up from his book and notices your figure standing on the door way. he waves his hand at you, you did the same but still with a confused look.

Yamagata was next to see you as he abruptly stand up from his spot, shaking the table in the process,

"Hayato! stop shaking the table," "oops, sorry. ah, wait, [y/n]!"

that caught all of the boys attention as they look at you, "what taking you so long to arrive?" Tendou asked, a pen rested in between his upper lip and nose.

Semi smacked him in the face—earning an 'ow'—before shaking his head,

"their dorm is literally far from the gym, and why do you even proposed your idea of studying at the gym anyway?"

you make your way towards them, Reon patting the empty spot next to him. you sat down on your spot as Yamagata did the same. seemed like he was waiting for you.

Tendou rubbed his nose and pouted at Semi, "this was the best place to study anyway! it have much more room,"

"we should've gone to the cafeteria OR the LIBRARY," Semi groaned, looking back at his book before writing on it,

"pfft, the cafeteria's no fun. and i got banned from the library," Reon looks at Tendou with confusion, "well, it's not surprising,"

Tendou shrugged, "i was also banned from the library," Ushijima said, not looking up from his notes as you knit your eyebrows at that,

"you're also banned from the library? Satori, what did you and Ushijima did—" "anyways, um,"

he cut you off, fidgeting with his pen before pointing it at you, "right, you need to tutor us on this subject~!"

you blinked, looking down at the book they're studying about, "haven't the teacher covered this already?"

"well, i'm sorry, class 6. but we have no idea how this thing works. maybe only Reon, but look at Semi,"

Tendou wrapped his arm around Semi's neck, practically head locking him, "he's from class 1 and i think you should teach him about this the most," "I'll rip your fucking head off, Tendou!"

while both of them tried to strangle each other, Yamagata caught your attention next,

"and also, it won't be fun without you, y'know," Reon nodded, "and don't forget that you can't leave me alone in this,"

"oh right," "hm? what was that?" Yamagata asked. you just shake your head with a defeated smile, "nothing..."

after clearing your throat, you snatched Semi's book away before flipping through the pages,

"okay you scumbags, it's time to learn,"

oblivious enough

the birds chirped from the tree, the hallway's as loud as ever. Semi and Tendou's leaning against the window, each of them drinking apple juice and eating yakisoba bread.

it was silence between them before Semi spoke, "hey, Tendou," "yes Semi-Semi?" "y'know,"

Semi turned his head to look at Tendou as the redhead did the same, "have you, noticed the relationship between [y/n] and Yamagata lately?"

the latter made a thinking face, before nodding, "hm, seems so,"

"do you think, either one of them ever noticed about it?" Tendou shakes his head at the question, "nope, i don't think they do. in fact, they might be completely oblivious to it,"

Semi snickered, "right, like that one time..."

"[y/n], do you think my lips are dry right now?"

you look up from your clipboard, seeing Yamagata pointing his lips, "hm, nah. they're fine, but if you want, i can but on some lip balm,"

his eyes sparkled at that as he nodded his head with excitement, "sure!" you walk towards your bag with Yamagata following you. opening the zipper and search inside it, you pull out your lip balm,

"here, hold still," you put a hand on his cheek while the other applies lip balm onto his lips. it was a slow process but he managed to not move at all while making eye contact with you.

once you finished applying, he pop his lips before humming, "mn, cherry," "let me know if you need anything else,"

he nodded with now flushed cheeks as he smile at you. you did the same, gently patting his arm.

from a distance, Shirabu looks at them with a disgusted look, "ugh, can't they be more subtle about it,"

Kawanishi shrugged, "just let them be,"

"how can i redo my memory? i don't need to see that this early," "well, what if it was us?" "i would be twice as grossed, i can put my own lip balm," "hm yeah, you're right, i honestly would be like that too," "good,"

"haha yeah, now that i think about it, they do it all the time right?" Tendou nodded at Semi's statement before hearing the all too familiar voice just a few meters away from them,

"[y/n]!"

you turned your head around while still sipping your drink. Yamagata stood in front of you, holding out his visibly crumpled necktie with a small smile,

"my necktie!" "ah again? whatever," you give your drink to him as he hold it for you.

grabbing the necktie from his hand, looping it around his collar shirt and started tying it with a concentrated look,

"i can't say that it'll be clean when i finished tying it," "it's okay! that's why i'm asking you to do it, messy or not, at least i have it on," "hm, yeah,"

after you finished tying it and patting it a little, Yamagata hugged you, "thank you!" "yeah, you're welcome,"

the aura literally radiates on the slightly crowded hallway as some of the students who passed you talked among themselves.

Semi and Tendou stared at you two, expressionless eyes but with a small smile,

'ah, right,'

Tendou sighed, intertwining his fingers together and lifting it up to his cheeks, "ah, young love~"

"we're all the same age,"

"young love~"

bonus; reliable kouhai

lifeless.

is what goshiki would say when he took a few glances at you from his book. you promised to tutor him about this subject he's struggling on. but didn't really expect to see your slouched form walking inside the library.

he's not even sure if you even hear anything you're saying right now, "get a shovel and two-" your head hit the table, creating a loud sound and catching the attention of almost everyone inside the library,

"[y/n]-senpai, um, are you okay??" you groaned and rapidly blink your eyes, covering your forehead, "yeah, 'm just..."

a yawn escaped from your mouth before you can even finish your sentence, "...tired. those stupid senpais of yours need help tutoring too even tho being grown ass men,"

goshiki closes his book and creating a small 'thump', snapping you out from your mind,

"well, if that so then you didn't have to come, you could've just tell me and i would be fine with it!" your hoarse laugh caught him off guard as a shade of red ran across his cheeks, "i can't break a promise, tsutomu. why do you even think i agree on tutoring you?"

"uh, cause you want to help me with my studies?" "one of it, and cause i enjoy tutoring you," he can feel his cheeks heating up more when you made eye contact with him, a small smile laced upon your face,

"and honestly, you're smarter than i thought. class 4 right? that's cool," he looked away, trying to calm his nerves down, "t-thanks! a lot of people thought i was in a lower class, so i, i appreciate it,"

goshiki took a peek at you, now burying your face onto your face, "also, senpai," "hm?"

"you should take a nap for now, i think i can start understanding this formula," you slightly look up at him, "you sure? i was prolly talking craps just now," "yeah! your health is more important anyway,"

you hum, offering him a warm smile, "thanks, i know i can count on you," you rested onto your side and close your eyes. lips slightly parted and just like that, you're deep in your dreams.

he pursed his lips, slowly leaning against the table to look at your face. it's calm, peaceful and beautiful, kissable lips. he wonder if he could lean in a little closer until you two-

goshiki instantly jolted up and hit himself on the head, face's covered in the color red, 'no! don't think about that, curse you Tendou-San for introducing me to those mangas...'

Tendou's faces ran across his mind as he grunted,

'why're they so pretty??'

[hitsuthewerewolf]

The prince of the demon kingdom

(I'm not good with naming story- don't hate please, this will take place when they finally defeat LBD)

The prince is born (chapter 1)

Everything went back to my normal life after we finally defeated the lady bone demon, everything is the same as before, but something doesn't fell right..

*beep beep beep* "ugh, what- AHHHH, I'M LATE!?" mk say as he quickly got up and when to the bathroom, as he get ready for work, he can feel a sharp pain in his chest, so painful making mk fall on his knees "AGRH!.. " mk scream in pain(I'm sorry sweet child ><), as the pain slightly fade away, mk slowly stood up, still in pain look in the mirror, for a second his mind when blank as he stare at himself "w.. What-" as he look in the mirror hand on his head touching something, a horn? "W.. What is happening... "

*BEEP BEEP BEEP* mk snapped out of his thoughts "oh no, I'm late- wait.. " mk as he look back at the mirror "I.. It's gonna be fine, don't think to much of it, now what's important is get to work or pigsy going to fire you, yeah!" Quickly after saying that he hurry find a hat and cover his head "everything going to be fine!" As he finish getting ready and went down to pigsy noodle shop

"YOU'RE LATE-" Pigsy shout at mk and stop to look at the kid suddenly wearing hat, "s.. Sorry pigsy, I.. I promise not going to be late again!" Say mk nervously, "what got into you suddenly wearing hat?" Say tang while eating noodle "HAHAHA, N.. NOTHING! oh, I'm getting late for the delivery!!" Mk quickly take as much noodle as he can "BYE PIGSY!" mk say before driving off, "something is off with mk" pigsy say a bit worry "I can tell, but maybe it's not something to big" tang say look at pigsy "yeah.. You're right, but don't think I forget about the noodle you freeloader!"

Back to mk

"T.. That was close.. ", mk continue his day like normal, still feeling the pain from earlier, but he thought to himself it's gonna be fine, arrived on his first destination " PIGSY NOODLE!" *after delivering all the order* mk when back to the shop tired, say goodnight to the other and quickly when to his apartment, shower and looking at himself in the mirror, as he touch the sharp horn he wonder to himself "what is happening with me.. ", look away try not to worry

As he went to his bed trying to sleep, the pain from earlier came back, even more painful "ARGGGG!!." he scream in pain, throwing himself left and right "ARG! IT'S HURT.. MAKE IT STOP.. MAKE IT STOP!.. " as he sobbing in pain (I hate myself-) he fall unconscious when he can't handle the pain anymore

The next day

Mk wake up feeling something on his back, the pain already fade away a little, as he got up looking at his back, he saw a tail? "What-" quickly stood up and look around "I.. I have a tail!? " as he touch his head realizing there's a new horn on the right side of his head, "what is going on.. " he no longer can calm down even when he try, scared of what's happening he quickly go to the bathroom look inside the mirror, there's two horn on his head and tail on his back

Mk back off from the mirror, his mind when blank *beep beep beep*, he noticed that he's late for work "I.. I can't go out like this.. No.. W.. What will they think of me.. " fall down hugging his leg scared, hoping this is all a bad dream...

(HY HY HY, It's me again, this is kinda random pop in my head, mk as the demon prince, since I see no one making this (idk if there's anyone already make something like this) so, I'll be first maybe, as the story goes, mk will little by little reveal his demon power, far beyond any human imagination, kinda proud of this, hope you enjoy it, don't worry I will not forget the MK red son evil side, I will made the first chapter later when I came up with an idea, in mean time, enjoy this! Ehem² spoiler alert umm, spicynoodles HAHAH!)