#woke up earlier today like ah. not great.

[grimmjow]

blood pressure so low i wake up from a nap i didnt know i was taking unable to tell if the lights are off or if i just cant see

[qaxqxd]

Miguel O’Hara with an s/o who is on they’re period but gets super cuddly because of the headaches and cramps?

Warmth

♡Pair: Miguel O’hara x f!reader Genre: Fluff Warning: nothing bad,  just fluff :) A/n: AAAA I love this idea. It's a little short, but thank you for requesting this. Summary: You're on your period and you wanted to cuddle with Miguel.

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It was morning, the sun was seeping through the blinds. You woke up feeling a unbearable sharp pain in your lower stomach. Walking to the restroom, seeing blood on your underwear.

“Shit.” You cursed, as you felt a headache coming through.You were on your period.

Great.

Cleaning yourself up, and putting on a pad. To walk back to the bedroom, laying down on your bed. You mumbled in pain. As you decide to call in from work today. You notify the watch. You were aching from your stomach. 

You had your phone and watch turned off. You tried to fall back to sleep, hoping the pain would go away.

-

Miguel found it weird that you weren’t at work today. He knew you called in sick, but as you weren’t picking up any of his calls. He even asked Lyla to see if you were okay over the watch, but you had it turned off. He started to get a bit worried. As he paced around the platform and looking at other missions that he sent Spider-mans to.

 Lost in thought Miguel didn’t even realize that Jess was right behind him.

“You okay there?” She asked him.

Miguel flinched a bit, looking over his shoulder to who the voice was. As he noticed it was Jess.

“I’m- just a little worried. (Y/n) hasn’t answered any of my calls or texts. She called in sick, but I don’t know. Something just doesn’t feel right.” Miguel pinches the bridge of his nose, frowning. He was very worried for you.

“She’s probably fine. Have you checked on her yet? As in person?” Jess bridges her arms together. Miguel shook his head. As she sighed.

“I can take over for a bit if you’ll like.” She offers him.Miguel found it weird that you weren’t at work today. He knew you called in sick, but as you weren’t picking up any of his calls. He even asked Lyla to see if you were okay over the watch, but you had it turned off. He started to get a bit worried. As he paced around the platform and looking at other missions that he sent Spider-mans to.

 Lost in thought Miguel didn’t even realize that Jess was right behind him.

“You okay there?” She asked him.

“Yeah, sure. I’ll be back.” He said with haste, opening a portal to (Y/n)’s Earth. As he left, Jess let out a small giggle. As (Y/n) texted her earlier letting her know everything was alright. She knew you just wanted him to be with him, and she was happy to help you success with that.

Miguel needed a break either way.

-

As the sun seems to set on your Earth. Miguel arrived at your apartment, he had his own key to your apartment. You knew it’d be handy someday. Opening your door to your apartment.

“(Y/n)?” He questioned if you were home even.

“In here.” You drag out the word ‘here’. As you sounded tired. He walked into your room.

“Are you alright, mi amor?” He sat on the side of your bed, stroking your face. As you nodded at his question, you sat up a little bit, wrapping your arms around his neck.

“It’s just that I'm on my period.” You mumble, laying your head on his shoulder.

“Ah, do you want any sweets or anything by chance, mi vida?” He asked, a little worried. He was glad you weren’t actually hurt, or in trouble. You shook your head, as really all you wanted was to be close to him.

“Could you stay for a bit, Love?” You looked at him, hoping he would say yes. As his small smile confirmed that he’d stay.

“Of course I'll stay for a bit, mi querida. I want to take care of you.” Miguel cups your face, laying a kiss on the crown of your head.

And he did just that. He made sure you had everything you needed. Holding you close to him, knowing you’re feeling super cuddly. You both watched movies with each other. As you snuggle closer to him.

You spend the rest of the day with Miguel. He got you treats even though you said it was fine. You were just glad you had him around you, and you were able to cuddle against him. This was a side most people wouldn’t see from Miguel, but he was just happy to be with you.

As you two rested on each other. Cuddling with each other. Eventually falling asleep on each other.

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WC. 0.7k

[nanawritesit]

Obey Me! Demon Brothers: When You Wake Up From a Nightmare

tw: bad dreams, anxiety, sharing a bed, cuddling, kissing, eating food

Lucifer:

You were currently tiptoeing your way through the House of Lamentation, stumbling around in the dark. You knew the path to Lucifer’s office well, but it was still hard to navigate without any light. It also didn’t help that your heart was beating out of your chest from the dream you just had.

Finally reaching the correct door, you gathered up your courage and knocked on his door lightly.

“Come in.” he said from the other side.

You crept around his door to see him at his desk, papers sprawled out everywhere as usual. You knew you’d be more likely to find him in his office than his bedroom at this hour.

“MC, what are you doing up? You should be asleep, we have school tomorrow.” he asked in a slightly scolding tone.

So should you. You thought to yourself.

“I um…” you stammered, gaze fixed upon the floor.

He sensed your nervousness, and his tone softened. “MC, it’s alright,” he reassured, “you can tell me.”

You huffed, then straightened yourself up. “I had a bad dream, and now I can’t sleep.”

“Ah, I see…” he observed, folding his hands together. “Are you sleepy?”

You nodded sheepishly. “I am, but I’m too anxious to let myself fall back asleep.”

“Hm…” he hummed, drumming his fingers on his desk in thought. “Would it help if someone was in bed with you?”

Your heart stopped. The avatar of pride himself was offering to share a bed with you just so you could fall back asleep. Of course, you had fantasized about it several times before, but were far too shy to initiate anything with him.

“I…” you stuttered, clearing your throat. “I suppose so.”

“I was thinking about heading up to bed soon myself.” he explained. “You could join me if you’d like.”

You nodded with a small smile. “I would like that.”

He grinned. “Alright, let’s go.”

At first, it was a bit awkward. He slept on his back, and you were curled up in a ball facing away from him. You tried your best to let go of your anxiety, but it seemed to just make you feel worse.

“Lucifer?” you whispered hesitantly.

“Yes MC?”

“I’m still scared…” you admitted, feeling embarrassed. It was humiliating to tell a demon you couldn’t fall asleep because of a stupid dream.

He sighed and rolled over, putting his arms around you to spoon you. Your breath hitched in your throat as he put one arm around your waist and the other under your pillow. He draped a single leg over both of yours, then plopped his head onto the edge of your pillow.

“There, now you’re safe and protected.” he told you. “I won’t let anything happen to you.”

You were stiff at first, but it was surprisingly easy to lean into his touch. He really did make you feel safe. He smelled like coffee and vanilla, and was so warm…

Before you knew it, your eyelids were starting to feel heavy again, and you were drifting off to sleep without a care.

“Goodnight my dear.” he whispered, somehow sensing that you were about to pass out. You hummed in response, making him chuckle before nodding off himself.

Mammon:

You woke up in a cold sweat, turning on your bedside lamp quickly to make sure nothing was after you. You sighed in relief as you realized it was just a dream. However, your mind drifted back to your sorcery class earlier today.

You were instructed to envision your worst fears as you looked into the cauldron, manifesting them into a hexing potion. Yours turned out great, but now it was plaguing you. What if you accidentally manifested some sort of terrifying entity, and it was now coming after you?

You began to tremble in anxiety, feeling your heartbeat quicken. You sprung out of bed and ran to the one person you knew would make you feel better.

“Mammon wake up!” you screeched, bursting through his bedroom door.

He groaned as he raised himself up. “Hm? What’s goin’ on?” he asked with a yawn, squinting his tired eyes.

“I think something’s after me!” you cried. “I don’t know what it is but I just had a horrible nightmare, and today in potions class I was manifesting my worst fears into a hex, and now I’m scared it’s coming for me and-“

“Okay, okay,” he interrupted, concerned at how you were gasping for air between sentences. He put his arms around you and just held you there for a second, rubbing his hand along your back soothingly. “I’ve got ya. It’s okay.”

You squinted your eyes shut, pushing the stray tears out of them. You buried your head into his chest as you caught your breath.

“Mammon, I’m so scared.” you confessed.

“I can tell, you’re literally shakin’…” he observed. He leaned back and placed a hand on your forehead, looking down at you with a concerned expression. “You’re burnin’ up too. Ya poor thing…”

“What if something is coming to get me?” you asked. “What if it wants to hurt me?”

“I wouldn’t let anything hurt ya, MC. You’re with the Great Mammon now.” he reassured with a smug grin. Normally a remark like that would’ve annoyed you, but tonight it was strangely comforting.

“Thank you Mammon…” you sighed in relief. You looked around the room awkwardly. “Can I… can I sleep in here tonight?”

His eyes widened and his face immediately heated up at the suggestion. He wanted to scream “yes!” from the rooftops. But he just coughed, shifting into a stricter posture. “I don’t know if that’s-“

“Please?” you practically whimpered, reaching for his hands. You were looking at him with the biggest puppy dog eyes he had ever seen.

Damnit. He thought to himself. They’re way too cute to refuse.

“Well… what kind of demon would I be if I didn’t help my human out in their hour of need?” he stated with false confidence. “But just for tonight!”

“Yay!” you cheered, burrowing under his blanket like a little bunny.

His thoughts were racing as he joined you. Be cool, Mammon. You’re just sharing a bed with your crush. It’s no big deal. Whatever you do, don’t think about how snuggly they look, or how they were just begging you to sleep together, or how they came to you first over everyone else…

“Thank you for keeping me safe, my big strong demon.” you chuckled. You thought to yourself for a moment, then leaned over to peck his cheek. “Goodnight Mammon.”

His heart felt like it was going to explode, and his face was on fire. “Oh come on, ya can’t just do that! How am *I* supposed to fall sleep now?”

Leviathan:

Just as you expected, the lights of Levi’s room were still on. He was sitting up in his bathtub bed, playing video games. It was a sight you saw every day, but tonight it was especially calming.

“Levi?” you called out as you entered through the doorway.

He jumped slightly at the sudden intrusion, but smiled once he saw that it was you. “Oh, it’s you MC. Do you need something?”

“Yeah actually, I…” you began, rubbing the back of your neck anxiously.

He looked you over, observing your tousled hair, clammy skin, and dark circles. “Bad dream?”

Your head snapped back up, and you let out a small gasp. “How did you know?”

He shrugged, setting his controller down. “I used to get them a lot. I just kind of know the look of them.”

“Really?” you asked. “But you seem so brave!”

He blushed lightly, glancing down at his lap with a smile. No one ever thought of him as brave.

“I just started doing things I love when I woke up from a nightmare.” he explained. “Playing video games, watching anime, reading manga… it was a good way to get my mind off the dream, and helped me feel sleepy enough to go back to bed. And since it put me back in a good headspace, I usually had a good dream afterwards. ”

You smiled gratefully. “Thanks for the advice Levi. I’ll give that a try.” You started to walk away, but he grabbed your wrist suddenly. You froze and glanced down at it.

“Sorry.” he chuckled nervously, letting go. “It’s just… if you’re not ready to go back to sleep yet, I was wondering if you’d want to watch some anime together? I’ll give you my ruri-chan body pillow and everything.”

You couldn’t help the great big smile that broke out on your face. “I’d love to, Levi!”

He gave you an equally huge grin, and pulled you into the tub on top of him. You screeched playfully, scrambling to sit up on his lap. Feeling a lot better already, you were confident that you would have a good dream when you eventually went back to sleep, like Levi said. What he didn’t know was that he was the topic of all your good dreams.

Satan:

Satan was sitting up in his bed, propped up on his pillows and reading a book. He was in his pajamas, clearly doing his nightly routine of reading before bed. He glanced up from the top of his book when he heard you enter his room.

“Ah MC, it’s good to see you.” he smiled, closing the book but keeping his thumb on the page he was reading.

“Hi Satan, um… what are you reading?” you asked, trying to deflect the attention off yourself.

“Oh not much, just some poetry…” he told you, gesturing to the book. “Did you need something?”

“Yeah…” you sighed. There was no way you could act like nothing was wrong. He could read you too well. “Do you… remember that time we were studying together and I fell asleep to the sound of you reading aloud?”

He nodded with a miniscule smirk.

“Well, I just had a really bad dream, and I can’t fall back asleep… could you do that for me again?” you asked, bashfully kicking at the foot of the bed.

“Of course I can, dear.” he said, trying to contain his joy at how you came to him for help with a request like this.

He scooted over and flipped up the comforter, patting the spot next to him. You slowly climbed up next to him, cautiously resting your head on his shoulder.

He put an arm around your side to hold the other end of his book out in front of you. “I didn’t know you enjoyed my reading so much.”

You shyly looked away from him. “You just… have a really relaxing voice, okay?” you mumbled.

He held back a chuckle, turning his attention back to the book. He began reading it out loud to you.

You followed along for a little while, but eventually your eyelids fluttered shut, and Satan’s words got more and more jumbled. You just felt so cozy and safe in his arms, and before you knew it, you didn’t even remember how scared you were. You quickly fell asleep right there on his shoulder.

He glanced down at you, smirking to himself as he noticed your unconsciousness. He turnt his attention back to the book.

“‘I may never find words beautiful enough to describe all that you mean to me, but I will spend the rest of my life searching for them.’ John Mark Green.”

He shut the book and placed it back on his night stand. Carefully lifting you off his shoulder, he laid you down flat on the bed and covered you up. Once the lights were off, he curled up next to you and went to sleep with butterflies in his stomach. You were truly special to him.

Asmodeus:

You crept into Asmo’s bedroom to see him sound asleep on his huge, luxurious bed. He had on a pink sleep mask, and was wearing the softest silk pajamas you’d ever seen.

“Asmo?” you whispered, gently shaking him awake.

He whined, shuffling around a bit. “Mm, who is it? You know I need my beauty sleep!”

“Asmo it’s me, MC… I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have woke you. It was just a nightmare. I’ll go back to bed…”

He suddenly sprung up, whipping off his sleep mask. “Oh my poor darling!” he pouted, turning on his bedside lamp. “Sorry about the tone MC, I assumed you were one of my brothers. I would’ve been much nicer had I known it was you!”

“It’s okay Asmo…” you told him with a chuckle.

“No it’s not ‘okay,’ you just had a nightmare!” he gaped, putting his hands on your shoulders. “That’s really scary! I mean, I never get them, but Levi does, and from what I hear they’re pretty terrifying!”

“It was, but… I can’t remember what it was about.” you told him disappointedly.

“Oh, that’s horrible honey…” he said, pulling you in for a tight hug. “I bet it’s even worse not knowing what scared you!” He began to run a hand through your hair comfortingly. Your eyes rolled back in your head at the soothing sensation. It felt really good to be babied by Asmo.

You nodded into the crook of his neck. “I’m still pretty scared too… can I sleep with you tonight?”

“Of course you can darling!” he cooed, kissing your forehead. “I’ll give you all the attention you want until you fall back asleep!”

“Awh, thanks Asmo…” you beamed, falling back against the mattress with him.

The two of you stayed up for a little while longer, gossiping and giggling until you started feeling tired again.

“You’re so cute when you’re all sleepy like this…” he complimented you, tucking your hair behind your ear. He was looking at you with such genuine admiration in his eyes. “You’re beautiful, MC.”

“Not as beautiful as you, Asmo.” you chuckled, trying to ignore the blush that was creeping up your cheeks.

He laughed, cuddling up to you. “Well, no one’s as beautiful as me. But you come pretty close.”

Beelzebub:

You woke up in the middle of the night with a general sense of anxiety. It wasn’t so much that you were panicking, but it was enough to put you on edge.

You were startled by a loud noise coming from down the hall. Paralyzed with fear, you somehow managed to creep out of bed and down the hallway, holding a broom out in front of you for protection.

You stopped in front of the kitchen, hearing something shuffling around in there. Whatever was lurking around the house was definitely in there. You collected all the courage you had, then leapt around the corner into the kitchen, charging in with your broom raised to strike.

“MC, it’s just me!” Beel cried, throwing his hands up in surrender. He was currently knelt in front of the oven, picking some cookies up off the ground.

“Oh…. sorry Beel, I’m just a bit jumpy… I heard a loud noise and got scared.”

“That was just me baking cookies.” he chuckled, standing up. “I accidentally dropped the tray taking them out of the oven. I’m sorry I woke you.”

“No it’s okay, I was already awake.” you explained, taking a seat at the counter.

“Really? You’re usually asleep at this hour.” he observed. He set the tray in front of you, gesturing for you to take one.

“Well I was, but I just randomly woke up.” you told him, taking a bite of a cookie. “I don’t know why, I just felt super anxious and full of dread.”

“That’s not good.” he said, stating the obvious. “I usually only get nightmares when I’m hungry. That’s why I always wake up for a snack before I can have one.”

“Maybe that’s what I need.” you chuckled. “Good thing you were up baking!”

He laughed along with you, grabbing a cookie himself. “I’m glad I can help. But even if I wasn’t, you know you can always wake me up if you need something. I wouldn’t mind.”

You smiled warmly. “Thank you, Beel. I really appreciate that.”

He nodded contentedly, then picked up the tray of cookies. “Well, I’m gonna take these back to my room and go back to bed. Wanna share?”

You were a little shocked that he was being so forward. He must have noticed this, because he gave you a comforting expression before he explained.

“The cookies, not the bed.” he laughed. “Although I wouldn’t mind sharing both.”

You giggled at his bluntness. “Sounds good to me.”

“Which one?” he asked.

“You’ll find out soon enough.” you teased, grabbing the cookies and running ahead of him up the stairs. He quickly caught up to you in the bedroom, but you jumped into his bed before he could catch you.

“I see, you wanna share both too.” he grinned, crawling up next to you. He took a bite out of the cookie you were holding. “How gluttonous.”

Belphegor:

The faint sound of snoring reached your ears as you opened the door to the stairs of the attic. You knew Belphie would be asleep. Having just woke up from a nightmare, you first thought was to go to the avatar of sloth. Surely he would be able to help.

“Belphie?” you called out, approaching his sleeping form. No response. You shook him lightly. “Belphie, please, I need you.”

That seemed to get to him. He immediately rolled over and sat up. “MC? What is it?”

You sighed in relief that you were able to wake him up. “Belphie, can you do anything about nightmares? I just had a pretty bad one, and now I can’t sleep.”

“Oh, I’m sorry MC.” he said sympathetically, ruffling your hair. “Yeah, just lie down right here next to me.”

You did as he asked, curling up in his cozy blankets and pillows that smelled just like him. The lavender aroma was intoxicating, instantly making you feel sleepy again.

“Alright, is it okay if I lay on top of you? It helps the magic work better.” he asked. You nodded, and he put his weight on you. His head was on your chest, and he had his arms curled up around your sides. It felt like you had a big, cuddly teddy bear on top of you. That combined with the way he was drawing little circles on your arm with his fingers was enough to put you back to sleep in no time.

You awoke in the morning tangled up together. He had somehow wriggled his way up your body, laying on his side and holding onto you while you faced him, curled up into his chest.

He woke up at the feeling of you stirring next to him, a small smile forming on his face as he stretched his legs. “Good morning, MC.”

“Morning Belphie.” you mused, brushing his hair out of his face. “That was some magic you used last night.”

He chuckled lightly. “I didn’t use any magic last night MC.”

Your mouth fell open in shock. “You didn’t? But… I fell asleep so easily!”

“I honestly just wanted to cuddle you.” he confessed, blushing slightly. “But I guess it made you feel safe enough to fall back asleep.”

“Yeah, it did… I didn’t have another nightmare, so I’ll let you off the hook.” you decided, smirking at him playfully.

“I don’t apologize for anything.” he remarked with a devilish grin.

[rjncore]

workout wonders

Summary: a workout junkie meeting a famous volleyball player at a gym who also happens to be the person that she admires the most.

pairing: ran takahashi x female reader

genre: fluff

published: september 18, 2024

(Disclaimer: I didn't proofread this, so I apologize if there are some grammatical mistakes!)

It's been a while since you started working out seriously. During your free time, it's either you're busy watching a volleyball game, or just working out. While working out keeps you busy, the reason why you also started taking it seriously is because you feel at peace whenever you're at the gym.

It was a quiet evening. You are fasting during the night, so you just decided to work out. You finished watching your favorite series you can't think of anything else to do. As soon as you arrived at the gym, there was no one else working out. “Ah, so I'm alone again. This is actually great.” you murmured, as you prepare yourself to do a warm-up. You put your earbuds on and blasted your workout playlist. Five minutes into the treadmill, you were bothered by a sound of someone using the pull-up bar. You're sure that it was a man because of the groans you were hearing. And since you are already halfway through your treadmill routine, you decided to take a quick glance at the other person who was also working out. You're just curious, nothing else – that was what you thought. But recognizing who the person was, you had to lightly slap your cheeks and ask yourself “Am I dreaming?” Hell yeah, it wasn't just a dream. It's real, Ran Takahashi is working out in the same gym with you. Cheesy as it may look like, but you just find yourself staring at him for a minute. Being lost in the moment, you didn't realize that he already finished using the pull-bar. “Uhm, Miss? Are you going to use the pull-bar too? I'm already finished.” He asked. It was embarrassing, but you're thankful that he didn't notice that you were blushing. You would've buried yourself in the ground right there if that happened. “A-ah no” you answered, shaking your head. An hour has already passed by and you're already preparing yourself to leave when he suddenly approached you. “By the way, I'm Ran Takahashi. I forgot to introduce myself earlier” as he offers his hand. You can't help but let out a smile as you shake hands. You left the gym at the same time, and as you started walking down the road to go home, you heard a car honking at you. Ran waves his hand at you, signaling you to go inside the car. You ignored it, since you're still feeling embarrassed because of what happened earlier at the gym. It seemed like you were so preoccupied in the thought, that you didn't notice it was raining already. He stopped his car on the side of the road and approached you, “If you don't want to accept my offer, at least take this umbrella. You might get sick.” he said with a serious look on his face. You could only nod, as you tried to keep your distance from him, “Thanks. I'll return it to you.”

You woke up early, so you decided to rummage in your cabinet. You're looking for the very first Ran merch that you've bought – it was his jersey when he first joined the National Team. You plan to have him sign it, and then return the umbrella. So later that day, you decided to come to the gym a little bit earlier than usual. But as soon as you step your feet inside, you see that he was already there. He walked towards you and you could feel your heart beating fast. He was smiling brightly at you as he asked, “Are you fine? Why are you early today?” You were hesitant to tell the reason so you just replied, “Y-yeah I'm fine. I'll just have a light workout for today” as you scratch your head, and give a shy smile. He raised his eyebrows, unsure if you're telling the truth hence he could only say “Uhm, okay”. The truth is, you weren't fully well. You had a mild fever last night, but you already felt a lot better when you woke up. You could've skipped your workout session today, it's not a big deal. But you wanted to take the opportunity to say to him that you're a big fan. And you might not see him again, that's what you had in mind. After 30 minutes of light workout, you approached him as he was taking a break. Your hands were shaking, as you tried to calm and collect yourself. “H-hey, I need to tell you something...” With curiosity written all over his face, Ran asked, “What is it? Is it about yesterday?” Well, that's somewhat true. “Yeah, but not only that actually. I wanted to say that I'm a big fan of yours” as you get the jersey from your bag. You were fidgeting your hands a lot, after handing him the jersey and a marker that you took out from your pocket. After signing the jersey, you returned the umbrella and tell, “Thank you” with a smile. You were already walking towards the door to leave when he accidentally held your hand and said, “A-ah, I'm sorry I was speechless earlier. I was just really surprised. If you don't mind, I'll just drive you home. Just a way of expressing my gratitude.” It was hard for you to decline, so you agreed. There was a complete silence inside the car until Ran asked, “So you've been a fan for quite a long time now? It's amazing.” You can't help but sheepishly smile while looking at the road as you proudly replied, ”Uhm, yes. I never missed watching any of your matches actually. I witnessed everything, all the happiest wins and heartbreaking losses. I've seen them all” It's the truth, you've been there with the team through ups and downs. Ran felt the sincerity of your words as a fan, as he said, “You know what keeps me going? What gives me strength despite everything? It's because of people like you.” Hearing that, you felt quite emotional. It means a lot to you, as someone who has been so passionate in supporting him all throughout these years. Noticing that you were already tearing up, he offered his handkerchief to you. “Thanks, and I'm sorry for being emotional. I think I ruined the mood” you told him. “You don't need to say sorry. Feeling that way means that you're a genuine fan” he clarified. As the ride went on, you talked about some personal things in life. A few minutes later, you pointed out where your house was, “It's that 3rd house over there. You can drop me off here. Thanks for the ride, by the way” you said. “It's a pleasure. Uhm if you don't mind again, can I have your number? You know, for contact purposes” Ran suggested. You agreed, as he handed his phone to you so that you can type your number. “Thanks again for today!” you waved your hands to him before walking towards your home.

You looked forward to each day as fate gave you another reason to do so. The normal workout session became something more enjoyable to you because of him. As what many other people call it, you become "workout buddies". He would also often tell you how his day went, and how tired he was because of the intense training lately. You genuinely enjoyed each other's company, that he sometimes helps you when you're having a hard time in your routine. “Take it easy, you're pushing yourself too much” Ran said, as he was trying to teach you how to use the pull-bars. “Okayyyy fine!!” as you playfully slap his back. “Heyyyy what was that?” he asked, as he leaned in close to your face to tease you. Your face turned red like a tomato. You were feeling butterflies. He grinned at you, seeing your facial expressions. It was like that almost every day for the two of you. He seemed so calm with it, while it was bothering you. One morning, he texted you “Hey, can we skip our workout session today? I'm feeling quite tired.” You find it uncharacteristic of him but you just responded with, “Sure. I'm not feeling well either.” It was a lie. You're actually doing just fine. The truth is, it's your growing feelings for him that needs to be sorted out. You gave yourself some self-talk in front of the mirror, “I'm not supposed to be feeling this way. We're just friends and workout buddies. I'm a fan and he's my favorite player. Nothing else, right?” But you're just lying to yourself because your heart says otherwise. You're only denying what you feel because you think it was wrong. You're aware that what you were feeling isn't something ordinary. You're genuinely happy when you're with him; working out together just made everything even happier for you. Being able to share stories with each other, it felt special.,,You spent the rest of the day trying to figure out your real feelings towards him. You haven't heard anything from either, so you were thinking that the feelings might not be mutual and you're just assuming. The days passed by like that, and you were having a hard time focusing on what needs to be done since your classes in uni will start again soon. You tried many times to initiate the conversation, but you just can't do it.

Until the weekend came. He messaged you again like the usual. It was about the workout session later that day. You're hesitant at first but you still agree in the end. You don't want things to be awkward, but it's your feelings that's making it complicated for you. As you entered the gym, he was already there. You proceeded to your treadmill when he approached you. “Hey. I'm sorry for being quiet these past days and skipping our workout sessions. I became busy, you know..” he explained as he was scratching the back of his head. “No problem” you replied, with a thumbs up. It was a lie because you were bothered by it for days. But you acted like it was nothing. And as the minutes passed by, you could already sense some awkwardness between the two of you. He was all quiet and not his usual goofy self. “Is there something going on?” you asked yourself in your mind. But you still went on and pretended that you didn't feel anything. He first finished working out and went outside for a while. You can't help but wonder since he doesn't usually do that before. Just as you were already preparing yourself to leave, he approached you.

“First of all, I'm sorry for being quiet these past days and skipping our workout sessions. It's true that I became busy, but that's not the only reason...” he paused, as he cleared his throat before continuing, “I've also spent some time thinking about what I feel towards you. At first, I thought I admired you just because you're a fan. But as we spent more time together, I realized that you're someone special.. I think I l-like you because of who you are.”

You're completely frozen because of what you just heard. Unable to say anything, tears started forming in your eyes. You're trying to find the right words to say but your emotions took over you. So you hugged him tightly, thinking that it would express what you wanted to say. Both of you stayed in that position for a while before you escaped from each other's embrace and said, “I'm a fan, but as I got to know you more, it didn't feel like that at all” you bravely confessed.

“I have something for you.” As he suddenly took out something from his pocket. It was a small box containing a necklace, with a volleyball pendant. “Just like volleyball, you're special to me” he declared, as he was putting the necklace around your neck. Completely drawn in the moment, he crouched down and leaned in close to your face. He's looking in your eyes, full of love. You gently pressed your lips to his and in that moment, it felt like something out of a romantic movie.

An unforgettable moment, a precious memory together. It was a chance encounter that led to a beautiful path full of love and happiness.

[aluciahaz]

lose control

—val x vox

—includes: dubious consent, aphrodisiacs, bottom vox & top val

unfinished work/abandoned sorry☹️

“Fuck, fuck, FUCK you, Val!” The static coming from Vox’s voice was almost unbearable as he flopped down onto his bed face-first, gripping the sheets so tight that they tore underneath his claw-like hands. That tall bastard was gone from the condo, and Vox wanted to fuck. Like, desperately. Sure, when he woke up this morning he was feeling up to it, calling out Val’s name to ask for a quick morning hook up as he groggily got up out of his bed, only to be welcomed by the empty space beside him.

But this was completely different. It was like his desires were turnt up to 10x more than before. He didn’t know where it came from, but it hit him like a god damn truck when he drank the—Oh.

Oh, no.

Vox scrambled to the kitchen counter, his robe scantily covering his body as he checked the bottle he drank from earlier today. He had took it out of the fridge this morning, his eyes half-opened from fatigue as he picked out a random drink to taste. Unfortunately for him, it seemed like he had drank the bottle with the ‘DO NOT TOUCH’ note tapped onto it.

Great.

It was one of Val’s stupid prototypes for his love potion or whatever. Vox didn’t really pay attention to that stuff, all he knew was that it raked in good money. So, when his body started to feel like it was melting, and his mind was short-circuiting, it was safe to say he was not familiar with it.

He practically limped back to the bedroom, slumping against the bed frame as he laid on the large bed. God, this was bad. He eyed his phone on the bedside table before looking away, huffing. No, he can deal with this! Besides, this wasn’t just normal ‘fuck Valentino until you both passed out’ vibes he was getting, it was actually.. vice versa. Which was strange.

Very strange, and honestly, kind of unnerving. He’s never one to bottom, always needing to be in control in any situation. But for some reason he had this need to let go. Give someone else the reins, have his hands pinned to the bed, his eyes covered with silk as he let himself be—

“Ah—hah…nn,” Vox dug his toes into the bedsheets, shutting his mouth in order to stop making those annoying sounds. Seriously, he hated how loud he was. It was different when he was on top, cause he’d just dirty-talk so much that the amount of noises he made felt minuscule. But, when he wasn’t, he sounded like some amateur pornstar who records with bad audio quality and peaks the mic every four seconds. Or, at least that’s what he thinks.

Clearly Valentino had a different opinion, considering the instant smirk that grew on his face as he entered the condo. Red smoke swirled around him as he took his last hit, placing his cigarette holder away as he strutted his way to where Vox resided.

“Oh, Vox~! What have you gotten yourself into, baby?” Valentino cooed, surprising Vox so much that his screen seemed to glitch out before the shorter responded.

“When did—nzz—you get here?—fuck, Val!” Vox whined the other’s name in a pitch he didn’t even know he could hit before he felt Valentino crawl over him, his golden tooth glittering under the ambient lighting of their bedroom.

“Just now. Forgot to pick up my wallet, but it looks like I don’t need it,” the taller of the two easily picked up the debauched man below him, placing Vox in a more comfortable position with his head laying down on a plush pillow. Not without whiny complaints of him wanting to be put down, of course. Oh, Vox and his silly need for control!

Valentino smirked as he looked down at his partner, placing his hand on the screen with a gentle touch. When would he realize he didn’t always need to be in charge? Valentino’s tongue slid up Vox’s neck slowly, his eyes darting to his face to see the man’s reaction.

When would he realize that his position in sex translates nothing to the real world? Val untied Vox’s robe quickly, tossing it aside before trailing his tongue down the overlord’s chest, his spindly fingers flicking and pinching one of the buds on his beautiful chest.

When would he realize he was the same, snippy, handsome asshole to Valentino no matter what?

The moth growled in annoyance, biting the man’s collarbone and eliciting a drawn out, static filled cry from Vox.

Valentino couldn’t understand why Vox would always try and to reject the fact he wanted to bottom from time to time. Val was the most well-known pimp in the whole Pride Ring for fuck’s sake. He could tell when a guy wanted to switch it up! He’s counted 30 times where he got the hint. 30!

“Zzz—Val! More, pl—please, fu—uuck!” Vox whined, barely able to wait anymore. Always impatient, the man.

“You’re so pretty under me, babe. You really should have asked me to do this sooner~,” Valentino admired the mess of a man on the bed, his fingers trailing down Vox’s torso. Seriously, it was like the man was made to be fucked by him. If he had let him, Val would have already done this to Vox more times than he could count. And he had 20 fingers!

“Sh—shut, up!” His cries were so pretty. The taller couldn’t wait any longer and pulled out a bottle of lube from their drawer, two hands popping it open with the other pair spreading Vox’s thighs apart.

“That’s not very nice, is it?” Valentino reprimanded, shaking his head in disappointment as he dragged his now wet fingers around the man’s entrance. He was so glad he had multiple arms. Pinning Vox’s arms over his head while he played with the shorter’s chest was just amazing, and all of this while he teased the man’s ass? Fucking perfection.

The way Vox writhed under his grasp was spectacular; his face was flush with a bright red and his was voice was cracking with the cutest moans. The overlord’s ego completely shattered as he felt the other pushed in a finger, cause he fucking loved this. Yeah, Valentino was right. Why did he wait this long to get fucked? This was perfect.

One finger became two, and two became three as Valentino took his time preparing his partner for the main event. He wasn’t small, and he wanted to make sure he could still have privileges to fuck his pretty overlord after today.

The moth made sure to avoid Vox’s cock, which of course the other noticed. The string of curses and complaints were hushed as Val placed a rough kiss on the man’s lips, his tongue shutting the man up quite effectively. Sure, Vox had stamina, but it was clear as day that Valentino had 10 times his, and Val wasn’t going to let this be some quick fuck. No, he was going to truly savor this.

Val, who’s fingers had left the other to quickly spread the lube over his length, couldn’t help but chuckle as the powerful man with him whined in disapproval, his hips bucking up in wanton desperation.

With a single, quick movement, Vox instantly cried out at the feeling of being full, looking up at Valentino whose saliva was dripping with its dangerous red hue.

“Taking it so well, baby. Already a pro at this,” Valentino cooed, placing a kiss on the top of Vox’s screen. All the shorter could do was scowl in disapproval, clearing not a fan of patronizing phrases before his eyes shot open as the other started to move.

“Give a guy—zzn—a w-warning, asshole!” Vox scolded before finding himself lost in the rare pleasure Valentino so graciously introduced him to.

“Ooo, feisty are we? Let’s see how a slut like you can keep up that attitude, hm?” Val cackled as his hands left the man’s wrists, finding their place around his hips and holding the man with a firm grip. His other arms folded the man in half, or at least as far as Vox could manage before Val started to move, groaning with a never-ending hunger for this night.

Seeing Vox like this was truly a gift. Needy, wailing at only a few shallow thrusts, and so fucking beautiful as his whole body shook and strummed with subtle electricity. Sure, Val could fuck any random sinner on the street, but Vox was different. Nothing to could compare to how the overlord squirmed.

“I’m not—not a szz—slut! Shit, wait—!” Vox clawed into their sheets with desire swirling in his mind like a vortex, sucking any other thought into nothingness until his brain was fried. His chest heaved quickly as his breath picked up, his eyes rolling back before a quick error message flickered onto his screen and back to his flushed face.

tags - @drlucichen @xx-all-purpose-nerd-xx @mvskedxrtist @luciferspetduck

[the-himawari]

A3! Outing Event Translation - You're my first and last love. (11/11 Epilogue)

*Please read disclaimer on blog

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Today's Princess

*knock, knock*  

Izumi: …N-Nghh. What time is it right now…  

???: It is morning. Please wake up.  

Izumi: Morning…? (Whew, I slept like a log after the event ended. Come to think of it, I feel like I’ve heard those words somewhere before…)

*door opens*  

Troupe members: Good morning.  

Guy: Were you having a pleasant dream?  

Izumi: Huh!? Ah, yes… um, what…?  

Chikage: My, my. It still looks like you just woke up. Perhaps you should wash your face first?  

Izumi: Ah, right… wait, that’s not the point—.  

Kumon: The weather’s great today, so it’s a great day to go out and play catch! You’ll join me, right?  

Azami: Who would play catch first thing after wakin' up? Ahem… err, would you like rice or bread for breakfast this morning?  

Izumi: U-Uh… I’ll go with bread then.  

Azami: Comin’ right up.  

*leaves*

Izumi: (I’ve had this conversation before…! Which means this is—.)

*knock, knock*

*door opens*  

Summer troupe: Rise and shine.  

Izumi: G-Good morning…!  

Kazunari: Excuse me. Please allow us to help you get ready.  

Yuki: Heh, you’ve got some adorable bedhead. I’ll brush your hair for you, so come over here.  

Misumi: How about this outfit for today? I’ve prepared some trendy triangle patterns.  

Muku: I’ll hang the clothes you’re going to wear on the hanger. Is there anything else you need?  

Izumi: I-I’m good.  

Tenma: Alright, please call us once you’re finished changing.  

Izumi: O-Okay… (Yep, I remember this too…!)  

-pause-  

Sakuya: I see you’re done getting ready. Now then, we’ll guide you to the dining room.  

Itaru: You look wonderful in your outfit.  

Tsuzuru: Right… you look very beautiful.  

Izumi: Thank you? By the way, is this…  

Citron: Please come over here.  

Tsuzuru: Breakfast is ready.  

-pause-  

Sakyo: Thank you for waiting, my lady. Please give me your hand.  

Izumi: !  

Juza: Here’s your seat. …Go ahead.  

Taichi: Today’s breakfast is the chef’s special eggs benedict!  

Omi: As sides, I’ve prepared pickled bell peppers and mushroom potage.  

Izumi: Woah, it looks delicious. What a fancy breakfast…!  

Banri: And we’ve got seasonal fruits over here. I also prepared some jelly—.  

Juza: …  

Banri: Dude. This ain’t for you, got it!  

Taichi: Hold it, hold it! It’s gonna get wrecked!  

Omi: I made some for everyone. We’ll have our share later.  

Sakyo: God, guys…  

Izumi: Ahaha!  

Azuma: What kind of tea would you like? Or would you rather have coffee?  

Izumi: I’m good with tea.  

Tsumugi: Darjeeling, earl grey… we have all of them on hand. We shall prepare whichever you like.  

Homare: Would you like some lemon or milk with that as well?  

Izumi: I’ll take lemon then…  

Tasuku: How about some nilgiri tea that pairs well with lemon?  

Izumi: Err… sure.  

Hisoka: I’ll prepare some special marshmallows that go with it too.  

Homare: We shall pour our hearts into making it. Please do wait a moment.  

Izumi: Thank you very much. Um hey, is all of this…  

Masumi: Today is your very own Princess Day.  

Izumi: Masumi-kun! Yeah, I thought that was what was happening. Why are you all doing Princess Day again though?  

Sakyo: He came up with the idea. He said we couldn’t repay you enough.  

Azami: I can’t believe Masumi-san asked everyone to help out.  

Izumi: Masumi-kun did?  

Masumi: …You said you like all of us, remember? I would’ve liked it to be just the two of us. But I thought you’d be happier receiving thanks from everyone… so I asked them.  

Izumi: Oh, I see. Thank you, Masumi-kun. It was a lot of work, wasn’t it?  

Masumi: Not at all.

Hisoka: Everyone responded immediately, saying it was for Director.  

Misumi: Yeah~! Hisoka responded super quickly too!  

Azuma: And you lent a hand too, Sakyo-kun?  

Sakyo: …Well, I gave him a hard time earlier. Besides, I agree with what he said. You’re helping out for the same reason, aren’t you?  

Azuma: Mhm…? You’re being quite accommodating.  

Sakyo: Oh, shush. …I haven’t lost to that brat yet.  

Azuma: My, my. How childish of you.  

Sakuta: I’m sure everyone feels the same way. We all want to convey our gratitude towards you, Director.  

Izumi: You guys…  

Sakyo: C’mon. There’s still somethin’ Usui has to do.  

Masumi: I was going to even if you didn’t tell me. …Now then, let’s head out, princess. We will take you anywhere you wish.  

Izumi: Fufu, thank you. In that case, where should I go…  

Itaru: Btw, senpai and I will be the ones driving.  

Chikage: That’s the way it is. That’s why we can’t let you two be alone together. No hard feelings, alright?  

Citron: That’s right! All of us are going to serve as Director’s escorts all day today! We won’t let Masumi screech you away!  

Tsuzuru: It’s sneak away!  

Masumi: …I’ll bear with it just for today. I know I can’t prepare a play or surprise by myself, and they wouldn’t make you happy.  

Izumi: Masumi-kun…  

Sakuya: Alright then, let’s decide where to go while we eat breakfast.  

Izumi: Yeah, good plan!  

Masumi: Tell me whatever you’d like. I’ll make all your wishes come true.

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[remylius]

Little Miss Imperfect

Part 1

Daichi x Chubby!Manager!Reader

T.W. Self Harm, Harmful thoughts, Smoking.

971 words

Note: this is a self indulgent fic since I used to smoke as a coping mechanism. But to stop myself from it I decided to write instead cause murder is not okay. I'll be turning this to a series cause I wanna post this alr but I need to figure out how to continue this fic.

It was late at night at training camp as y/n sighed as she smoked a cigarette on one of the balcony's of the summer house they were in. She huffed another cloud of smoke as she looked up the stars. Out of nowhere the door clicks open. She drops her cigarette shocked as she looked at the face. Bringing back her smile, she greets the man that disturbed her smoke session. "Hey Daichi what's up!" A fake smile reaches her face, her mask coming right back up as if it was natural. "The juniors sure are lively" he replies, sighing as he stretches his arms leaning on the railing. Luckily he hasn't noticed the cigarette from earlier. "How about you?" He asks glancing at her. "O-oh. We'll just getting a breather." She chuckles as she looks up the stars to cover up the reason why she was there in the first place. "Was just looking at the stars." He chuckles glancing at her. A light blush covering his cheeks.

He wouldn't say anything. But he was enamored by her their junior Manager. Her willingness to help out. Her amazing grades. Her sweet smile. The plumpness on her body was just great. He looks at her enamored by her beauty. He smiles at her as he watches her. "Mhm, the sky truly is pretty." He smiles as he glances at her. He notices something out of place. The smell of her cherry PURFUME that she usually wears was nowhere to be smelt. He breathes in as the faded scent of nicotine fills his nose. Confused he asks. "Hey, how come you smell a bit like nicotine." She panics, nervously she comes up with a lie. Her lips quivering. "It's nothing. When I went out to get some essentials for tomorrow's breakfast there were tons of guys smoking in the alley I walked in. Don't worry too much" She says as she gulps looking at him with a nervous smile. Daichi grows worried. What if those men did something to her? The thoughts in his mind race as he looks at her worriedly. He opens his mouth to speak until he was interrupted. "I-im going to the bath. I'll get in bed first. Sorry Daichi senpai" She says moving to the door excusing himself. "O-oh sure. Goodnight." He says to her. She bids him goodbye as she enters the bath. 'that was too close.' she thought as she breathed in deeply. She sighs in the bath looking at her arm filled with cuts. She looks down depressingly. 'They shouldn't know.' She thought to herself as she got out of the bath and went to bed.

The following morning, she woke up earlier and started up for the boy's breakfast first. She plays a song on her phone as she chops the vegetables prepping them for cooking. She wore a cardigan and some leggings today. She quickly cooks everything prepping all the food as she sees Kiyoko by the door. She smiles at her. "Ah, Shimizu Senpai. You can eat now, I've got everything prepped for when the boys come down." Kiyoko chuckles as she smiles at her. She takes an apron and rolls up her sleeves to help out. "I'll do the dishes then. Thank you for your hard work y/n-san." She smiles at her as she does the dishes. Y/n prepped the table as she hears the boys' footsteps come down. The dining area was lively as the boys ate. "Are? Y/N-san you aren't eating?" Asahi points out. "No it's fine senpai. I already ate earlier while I was cooking" she smiles lying. A voice in her head chuckles. "You better not eat. Once they see you eat, they'll call you a pig" it said in her head as she sighs it away. She excuses herself as she goes out for some fresh air. She goes to a secluded area in the forest area as she lights up a cigarette putting it to her mouth. Leaning on the trunk of the tree, she did a few puffs until she heard a voice. "Y/N?" Her head turns in a panic to see Daichi looking at her with horrid eyes. "You're smoking?" He asks as he goes closer. In a panic she drops the cigarette stepping on it. "It's not a cigarette don't worry. It's just some medicine requiring smoke. I'm sorry if it took the wrong way." She says panicking trying to excuse herself from the situation at hand. Pushing him away from the forest she walks with him back to the cabin they were staying at for this training camp. "What brought you to the forest? It was supposed to be your lunch time." She asks . Her lips are quivering yet she tries to maintain a cool composure. Daichi halts. "Y/N tell me honestly. Is something bothering you? You can tell me." He looks her in the eyes wanting to be a rock yet again for others. "I'm fine. Don't worry about it. Let's go, the foods gonna get cold." She smiles lightly as she takes his hand averting them from the topic of her smoking. Pulling him into the cabins dining area as she sees the others already munching on the food the 3 managers prepared. "Y/N-san!" Hinata calls out mouth full. She chuckles as she pushes Daichi to the dining area. "I'll go get something from my bag upstairs first." Y/N excuses herself yet again. Going up to the Manager's room, she hides the pack of cigarettes and the lighter in her bag as she sighs. "Out of all people it had to be Daichi." She hisses in embarrassment and annoyance. How am I gonna hide it from them now. She thought to herself as she starts massaging her temples. "Fucking hell."

[arisewanekosuki]

In another’s shoes

(Genshin School AU x Fem! Reader) A month has passed since you started your life in Teyvat High School, while struggling with your own insecurities and unpleasant memories with past 'friends', your schools days were passing day by day, until one day after going back home you had an accident. Thinking this is the end, you wake up... but wait, why are you in the body of the most popular girl in your school - Lumine? previous | next

Drawing by @fusaex3​​​  Author’s note: I started writing it before I wrote Bakeneko!Kunikuzushi, so this story may be worse than the previous one, I’ll be honest, I’m not sure about this one. I may end up deleting it after some time. Tbh I wanted to add some Genshin boys x reader here, but it may end up being more about friendship if I continue this story, I’m not sure, at first I thought to make that at the end some boys will have special chapters when you end up being with them or something like that. But like I said I’m not even sure if I’ll continue this cause I don’t know if anyone will like this story. I’m sorry for any mistakes, English is not my first language.

Prologue

The annoying alarm in my phone woke me from a dream. “What was that dream about again?” It wasn’t a good one that I’m sure. Then why it feels like I should try to remember what it was about? Looking at time in my phone I realized that if I won’t get up soon I’ll be late for school. While dressing up I couldn't help but look at myself in the mirror. -“…” Before any negative thoughts would consume me I shook my head and went to the kitchen to get my breakfast. -“Good morning!” my mom said. I didn’t respond, I went to my mom to hug her, this is my way of saying ‘Good Morning’ when I'm not awake properly or just not feel like talking yet. Mom smiled and hugged me back. I started to make breakfast for myself, after awhile I finally ask: - “Do you have day off?” -“No, but today I start later, so don’t worry I’ll take (little sister name) to school. Also I made lunch for you too!”  -“Thank you.” -“So…How is school? It’s been month since it started, did you make some friends?” I sighed, not feeling like talking about it, yet I don’t want to worry my mom. -“It’s fine I guess… there is one girl in my class, Yoimiya, she’s really nice, sometimes we spend school breaks together.” -“That’s great! You should invite her here sometimes!” mom smiled, happy that I finally made a friend. I got up and got ready to go. I took my backpack and say goodbyes to my mom. “I don't really want to go to school…”  If I think about it Yoimiya was the first one to approach me, no, she’s the first one to approach everyone, she’s a very nice and friendly person. I’m grateful that she wanted to be friends with me, I only wish I would stop worrying about stuff so I could get along with her better. I want to talk more with her, hang out more with her but I still feel slightly shy and the thought of her other friends being more interesting and fun than me is not helping in that matter at all. “Ah, that’s bad! Don’t think like that (y/n)!” Well, it’s hard to not think like that when her friends like Ayaka and Kokomi are really great. Sometimes I was invited to eat lunch with them and Yoimiya. They are kind, smart and of course they are pretty… so pretty that it felt like someone like me shouldn’t sit with them. It's like a potato lying next to beautiful flowers. I would say I’m average person if I’m being ‘nice’ to myself, but I know, compared to them I’m not that interesting at all. -“Good morning!!” someone said, snapping me from my previous thoughts. Turning back I saw a little boy with cute smile. -“Hello Ruu.” I smiled to him “How are you?” Ruu’s smile got wider “At least he’s in good mood”.   -“I’m fine! Today I got up earlier so I could go and see miss Kapatcir and ask if she needs something from shop!” Ruu is truly a sweet child, he’s a kind soul, so kind that scary old miss Kapatcir accepted only him in our neighborhood. I’m glad the old lady is kind to him, compared to his father who always complains that Ruu didn’t finished his duties or that he shouldn’t spend so much time on playground. I understand that as a son of priest he has to learn, so that he could inherit the role in future and take care of shrine but Ruu is still a child, he shouldn’t be that strict with him. At least it seems his father is afraid of miss Kapatcir too, if she is sitting on the bench close to playground then Ruu can spend much more time there playing and goofing around like a kid should do. -“ (y/n)? Are you alright? You look sad today…” -“Ah I’m fine! Sorry! I just… um… had a nightmare, so I didn’t sleep well today haha!” Ruu looked at me, deep in the thought, then he searched for something in his pockets. -“I got something that will make you feel better!” he took my hand and put something in it. It’s a candy. Lavender Melon flavor. -“I hope you like this flavor but if not… then I can give you another one!!” -“This one is fine! Thank you Ruu! You’re the best!” I smiled to him and he showed me his smile again. “He’s so precious, I want to hug him!” -“Oh! Lumine! Aether! Good morning!” the boy run towards twins that came from the corner of street. Lumine and Aether, the most popular twins in our school, normally I don't care about people from other classes but even so I end up knowing who they are, thanks to  Yoimiya and other people from my class. Them being friends with Yoimiya is not surprising, knowing her, but what I heard from her, Ayaka and Kokomi, they made friends with other popular or eccentric kids in our school. How did they do it? They came two weeks after school started and in one week they become so popular. It would be a lie if I said that I’m not jealous of Lumine. She’s very beautiful, smart, confident, she can make friends with anyone, I’m sure many guys have crush on her as well. Her twin brother is good looking too, I understand why some girls from class would talk about him, his face, no, both twins are like angels. I sighed and continue walking to school, passing quickly by Ruu and twins and saying goodbye to little kid. I don’t really want to be noticed by twins but I would feel bad for not saying ‘bye’ to Ruu. After arriving in my school I sighed. “Just survive this day, and another, and another…till the end of school year weh”. While going to my class suddenly someone hugged me from behind. -“Eek!?” I made a weird sound. -“Hehe! Goood Moorning (y/n) ~” Of course it was Yoimiya. -“Good Morning” I said a bit flustered. “It seems that you are full of energy today, did something happened?” -“Nope!~ Can’t I be happy for just seeing my friend?” she said with a smile, still hugging me. Recently, she started hugging me as a hello, I always liked this form of welcoming with people I feel comfortable with. The first time she hugged me, she surprised me that much that I froze in place, she panicked and started asking if she make me uncomfortable, I remember feeling warm and said that I don't mind that. Back then I felt like our friendship improved a little bit. After releasing me from her hold we continued our way toward class. Yoimiya would talk about many things, sometimes I had hard time follow her stories, but it was nice, to listen, to talk with someone. In previous school I did had people who I could call ‘friends’, but things happened and now they are reason that even if I want to make more friends or open more to Yoimiya, those unpleasant memories stops me from doing that. When we reached our class Yoimiya took my hand and guided me to where Ayaka and Kokomi where sitting. The smile that Yoimiya gave me was saying "I won't let you just go to your sit yet!" -“Good Morning!!” Yoimiya said loudly to two girls. After her, I greeted the girls. -“Good Morning to you two too” said Ayaka, bowing politely. -“Ayaka! Stop with this formality! We are friends here! Right (Y/n)?” Yoimiya said and hugged Ayaka, the blue-white hair girl become red on her face, probably not used to others to hug her like that. -“Y-yeah!” at this moment I realized Yoimiya plan, she wants to make me talk more with them. “Too bad my friend, I’m not ready to talk with them without being awkward!” Kokomi giggled, probably amused for what is happening in front her. -“Yoimiya, I think our Kamisato Lady won't be able to take it any longer, if you continue holding her like that” said salmon pink hair girl, smiling at two other girls. -“Sorry Ayaka!” said the light strawberry blonde hair girl, finally letting go of the daughter of Kamisato family. -“I-it’s okay.” Replied the girl with still red face, I think it’s first time for me, to see her losing her composure. We didn't talk that long with each other, before the bell rings signaling that class is about to start. The day in school went slow, too slow. This time Yoimiya went to eat lunch with her other friends from other classes, I didn’t know them and to not feel like third wheel, I decided to spend lunch break alone. Sitting at my regular place outside school building and eating in silence, I was enjoying the peace. Till I heard two loud boys, probably arguing about something. I noticed that Lumine is with them too. One of them was a big guy with long white hair with some parts being red and red horns “I think I heard about him. What was his name again? Amaraki Otto? Anataki Ritto? Eh whatever” and other, slightly smaller than previous one but still taller than Lumine, with ginger hair “Isn’t that guy from Fatui gang? Lumine could even befriend someone from them?”  The boys starting getting louder and louder till Lumine looked at them saying something, making both of them quiet. Then she went towards gym building, while the boys followed her and start probably arguing between each other again. “Being that popular must be tiring sometimes.” After lunch nothing special happened till the end of classes, when the last bell rang  I was happy to finally go back home, but then I remembered that today is my turn to clean class. “Better finish fast.”  I sighed and started cleaning. At least today my cleaning partner is Kaedehara Kazuha. "At least he won't try to make some small talk". While we were cleaning, it was silent, but suddenly Kazuha said something that I couldn’t hear. -“Sorry, can you repeat? I didn’t hear you.” I ask, thinking he was talking to me. -“ Ah don’t mind me, I was coming up with new haiku.” He smiled and looked at me, Kazuha is another lovely looking person in my class, his red eyes are stunning and warm, his voice is gentle too, I think I wouldn’t mind if he now started to read his haikus or maybe even a whole book. -“I-I see!” I said flustered, realizing that I have been staring at him for too long without response. I turned around and went back to cleaning, not wanting to see his face anymore “He probably thinks that I’m weird…” . I really wished I had more courage to speak with him, I’m not good with poetry but I would like to hear about his haikus. “It’s not big deal! Just ask him about that! Maybe we can even be friends?!” I looked at him, at this moment he was cleaning the board. -“….” I opened my mouth to say something but nothing came of. He had to sense my staring cause suddenly he turned around to look at me. -“Hm? Is something wrong?” he asked, looking at me with cute, confused face. -“I…no…well…” I felt my face being warmer and warmer “…fox….” -“…Pardon?” I felt like running from this class and bury myself in our school garden “Fox?! Why did I say that?! It’s so random! How hard is to ask about silly haiku! Stupid!” -“I think I saw fox outside the class.” I want to go home, I feel so embarrassed that I don’t know anymore what I’m talking about. -“Oh? Really? That’s surprising, the forest is very far away from school…” he said going to the window to look for the fox that doesn’t exist. -“Right? Maybe he got lost, poor thing, I hope it will find way to its home.” I finished cleaning the floor so I went to put broom and dustpan away. I just wanted to get far away from him at this moment. I got so nervous, that my body started to tremble. “I can’t believe myself, this was probably the worst interaction that I had with someone and I still have to come back to the classroom to put tables on their places.” When I calmed down, I came back and with Kazuha's help, we put everything on their right places. Gladly he didn't say anything else, so I could save myself from further embarrassment. After making sure that whole classroom is clean, I said goodbye to Kazuha and went quickly to lockers, to change my shoes and finally left school, to go back home, wanting to forgot about this whole interaction. - “Ugh today is Tuesday I need to study for test that is on Friday, I don’t wanna!” I muttered to myself, not being happy of the thought of studying and doing homework. I took candy from my pocket, to eat it but before I opened the sweet in my hand, I noticed something red passing in front of me. It was little girl with blond pigtails and red cap, she looks to be around age of my little sister, she was going after something round, some kind o ball? Before I knew it, everything went fast. The ball rolled into the street and the girl still followed it, without looking if there were cars. I felt something hitting me and then nothing, I was lying there, the candy from Ruu wasn't in my hand anymore, I think people started to gather around me, everything started to be blurry, I heard child crying, was it that girl? I can't believe it, my body moved on its own to try save this child. "Haha..those that means I'm not such a coward? I can do some things right too?" I think I started to hear someone calling my name but I'm not sure.” Ah… so this is how my life will end?” this was my last thought before everything went black. --- Thank you so much for reading untill end. If everything goes well Chapter 1 will be out tomorrow. 

[natsumesakasaki666]

Tsumugi FS2 Sharing the happiness

Characters: Tsumugi, Ritsu, Anzu

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2

Tsumugi: (….phew. I managed to finish all the work I wanted to this morning)

(I’m sure everyone in the office can handle the rest. It looks like I can take the afternoon off as planned)

Excuse me everyone. I have finished my work for today, so I’m heading out

Ritsu: …huh? Aoba oniisan, are you leaving? It’s rare to see you leave early.

Tsumugi: Good morning Ritsu-kun! Isn’t it also rare for you to be in the office at this time of day?

Ritsu: Not so much these days, right? I woke up a bit earlier this morning to go pick up a script I need for work later.

I’ve been taking work much more serious lately. So in return I want Aoba oniisan to praise me~

Tsumugi: ahaha, I guess I should. Thanks for taking work seriously, it’s been a huge help. I really appreciate it, Ritsu-kun!

Ritsu: just like that, it feels nice to receive praise♪

Putting that aside, Aoba oniisan do you have something important this afternoon? Otherwise you wouldn’t be heading out so early, right?

Tsumugi: I’m not heading out for anything important, I’m just taking the afternoon off! I was thinking of baking some sweets today.

Ritsu: Sweets? I don’t recall Aoba oniisan ever having a hobby of baking sweets.

Tsumugi: it’s because I don’t. Today’s lucky activity is baking sweets♪

Ritsu: So that’s why… Taking an afternoon off of work just to increase your luck is an oddly extravagant way to spend time.

Well, you always overwork yourself, so I’ll let it go this time.

Ritsu: …. Huh, is that-? Anzu-chan. What are you doing at entrance with your eyes looking all over the place? Is there someone you’re looking for?

Tsumugi: You were looking for me? Sorry, I didn’t notice. So, what did you need from me?

…… it’s been decided that I’m up next for a “feature live”. So if there’s time, you’d like to have a meeting about it right away?

You came at just the right time! I took the entire afternoon off so I have plenty of time!

Ritsu: oh no you don’t. Rather than right timing, it’s actually bad. It’s your day off, why do you want to attend a meeting on such short notice!?

I’m sorry Anzu but isn’t this too sudden? He already made plans to bake sweets this afternoon.

Tsumugi: Fufu. How kind of you to get angry for me. Thank you Ritsu-kun.

Actually, I originally took the afternoon off to be available for any urgent requests, so it’s alright.

Eh? What is it, Anzu-chan? “It’s that’s the case, it’s ok to have the meeting at a later date” ?

“ instead, I’d like to take photos of you baking sweets” you say?

If I remember, there was talk of taking off shots for the pamphlet.

Ritsu: that’s smart. Anzu-chan is very calculating. In that case, this can be considered “good timing”.

Tsumugi: fufu. These will truly be off shots of me. Of course I’ll let you take photos

If that’s decided, shall we go to the shopping mall now?

First I need to go buy ingredients to bake the sweets.

——scene change to shopping mall——

Tsumugi: umm… cake flour, cake flour…. Ah. Found it!

I’m pretty sure we have eggs and milk in the Starmony Dorms, so the only thing left is heavy whipping cream.

“What kind of sweets are you planning to make” you say? Now that I think of it, I guess I didn’t tell Anzu-chan what I plan on making.

I’m planning on baking cupcakes! I had trouble deciding on something while looking through a recipe book. I felt like I would fail if I chose something too difficult…

Also when baking cupcakes, you can make lots of them and have different toppings on each one!

Ritsu: Toppings~? Wouldn’t these matsutake mushrooms be good? They smell great too, like autumn

Tsumugi: I know it’s a bit late but, why is Ritsu-kun following us?

Ritsu: because Anzu and Aoba oniichan got all excited and left, leaving me all alone. Both of you need to pay more attention to me~

Tsumugi: but Ritsu-kun, you must be busy too… Ah, you only have work later in the evening, right?

Ritsu: yup. And since we’re recording at night, I have a lot of free time until then.

I have experience in baking sweets. So that’s why I thought It’d be great to bake sweets together with Aoba oniisan♪

Tsumugi: I’d certainly be more at ease if I were alongside someone who is familiar with baking.

Ritsu: fufu. If im with you, these sweets will turn out a success. If you’re going to make cupcakes, you have to play around with the ingredients.

Let’s throw in some matsutake mushrooms. And a couple octopus legs might be good too.

Tsumugi: Ah, wait Ritsu-kun! I’m the one who’s baking so please don’t add in any ingredients without my permission!

The color of the ingredients is especially important! I’m taking account of today’s lucky color!

Ritsu: eh~? Did the fortune reading specify that too? Isn’t it good enough as long as it tastes good?

Tsumugi: Of course not! I’m baking these sweets to bring good luck, so that’s the one thing I won’t negotiate on! *camera flashes*

Ah…. Anzu-chan, could it be that you took a photo of me just now?

Ahaha, it’s a bit embarrassing to be photographed because I was getting slightly irritated by Ritsu-kun just now.

Ritsu: but you got a nice rare photo, didn’t you? It’s not everyday you see Aoba oniichan get mad.

Tsumugi: Anzu-chan, please don’t just smile and nod~. It’s really embarrassing, ok?

Well if Anzu-chan thinks it’s good, there’s nothing I can do about it. I should be positive and think about how it’s a good photo that can be used in the pamphlet.

Anyways, Anzu-chan, Is there any toppings that you prefer?

Although I am concerned about today’s lucky color, please let me know.

I want to treat Anzu-chan to some delicious cupcakes too!

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2

[donnetellotheturtle]

Wings

Chapter 2

“Its your house. You get it.” Nuru said after a long moment.

Hugo glared. Then the doorbell rang again.

Varian swallowed hard, unable to move. Hugo took a deep breath. “Hide feathers. I’ll take care of this.”

“But-“ He was being gently pushed by Nuru towards a door. A basement, if he had to guess. She opened the door and, confirming the feeling, it led to a set of stairs. Nuru pulled Varian down them. It was freezing down there. Varian immediately started to shiver.

Hugo swallowed hard as the doorbell rang for a third time. He opened the door.

Standing there, was Yong. Crap. He forgot he was supposed to tutor the teen today. And his mom dropped him off early. He looked at the clock. 11:00. Usually he didn’t come until 12.

“Hey Hugo!” Yong grinned, coming in.

“Yong I can’t-“

“My mom said that there was a huge bird out this morning! There were these guys passing out flyers! It looked super cool! Maybe we can go look for then instead of tutoring today!”

“No we cant.”

Yong pouted. “I wont tell my mom if you don’t.”

Hugo pushed his glasses up on his nose. He was too tired for this. “Yong…”

“….I saw something in the window earlier.”

Ah. Yong was watching them. Why was he not surprised?

“What did you see?”

“…A huge wing.” Yong looked at him with those intelligent, kind eyes. The teen truly meant no harm. He was just curious. “…I thought it was fake. Then it moved.”

Hugo sighed softly, running a hand through his hair. “You can’t tell anyone about this.”

“I wont! I promise!” Yong gripped his schoolbag.

“Do you have one of those flyers?”

The teen nodded, and pulled his schoolbag, and gave it over to Hugo.

It was definitely Varian. Though blurry, he could see the boys teal streak in his hair. The flyer was offering up 10000 dollars for whoever caught him. That…that wasn’t a good sign. Yong must have seen the grim look on his face, cause he hugged Hugos waist.

Hugo hugged back, then pulled away.

“Is the person in this picture okay?” Yong asked.

Hugo sighed. “Not exactly…he’s skittish and scared. He doesn’t trust us, really and I can’t say I blame him…not many people would pass up a prize like this.”

Yong bit his lip. “…Are you going to give him up?”

Hugo thought about it for a moment. The prize was good money but…the look on Varian’s face…that look when he first woke up this morning. It haunted him.

“No.”

Yong smiled, relived. “Good.”

Hugo chuckled. He knew what Donella and Cyrus would do in this situation and it filled his stomach with dread. He had to get Varian out of this house, away from dangerous eyes.

“So, what are you going to do?” Yong asked.

“I don’t know…I really don’t.” Hugo sighed.

“Can I…can I meet him?”

Hugo looked at the teen giving him puppy eyes. Then sighed. “I’ll see if he’s up for it.”

“Yong’s here…he was the one watching us earlier.”

“Is that a good or bad thing?”

“He knows about Varian.”

There was a short pause in the conversation.

“He doesn’t mean any harm. Though he does want to meet Varian…”

“I’m not sure that’s a great idea.”

“maybe run it by him? There’s also something else we need to discuss. There’s this flyer….with a 10000 dollar prize for Varian.”

“…Holy shit.”

“I know.”

“you’re not…thinking about it are you?”

“Of course not! I mean I did for a second…”

“Hugo.”

“I’m not going to take it.”

“…let’s not tell him about the flyers just yet. Might make him bolt. I’d rather not chase after him in the snow.”

“Agreed. About Yong?”

“Right. I’ll ask.”

Hugo turned to Yong quickly. “Could you hide that flyer? We don’t want to freak him out.”

Yong nodded and stuffed it into his schoolbag.

“Varian said its okay, but he wants to make sure it’s not a trap.”

Hugo thought about how to make him more comfortable. He wasn’t sure.

“What would make him the most comfortable?”

A short pause.

“Giving him a lot of space, but everyone in view.”

“Got it.”

Hugo gently pulled Yong away from the door, and waited. A minute later, Nuru led the way in and Varian followed.

“Woah…” Yong whispered. “Cool!”

Varian stared at the shorter boy nervously.

“Can you fly? How fast can you go? Have you ever flown as high as an airplane? Where did you come from?”

Yong was bouncing on his heels. Varian calmed down a little seeing the teens excitement.

“Uh…yeah, usually. Not right now cause of the splint but I can go pretty fast. I’ve never measured it though. I’ve flown higher than airplanes actually. It's really cold up there. I came from…Corona.”

All three of them turned to Varian.

“Corona?” Nuru questioned. “Where’s that?”

Varian bit his lip. “An island in the sky…”

“Cool!!!” Yong came up to Varian. “I’m yong!” He held out a hand.

“Uh, Varian.” Varian took it slowly.

Yong shook it excitedly.

“Feathers, if you’re from an island in the sky, how did you get down here?” Hugo asked.

Varian tensed. “I um…I….”

Nuru frowned, putting a hand on Hugos shoulder. “Questions for another time, Hue.”

“Right. Sorry.”

Varian smiled a bit in relief. Hugo bit his cheek. The winged boy reminded him of himself just after he was adopted by Donella. Jumpy and scared and ready to run at a moments notice if something went wrong. Ready to lie, cheat, steal, and betray at a moments notice if it meant he stayed alive.

Hugo shook those thoughts out of his head.

He watched as Yong asked questions to Varian.

“Whats Corona like?”

“Uh well…it’s a small kingdom. Ruled by queen Rapunzel after her parents retired.”

“Does she have wings too?”

“Yeah. Golden ones that are like 6 feet wide!”

Hugo smiled as Varian lit up in talking about his home.

“Woah!!”

“And my…my dad…” Varian faltered. “Oh my god…my dad.”

Hugo put a hand on Varians shoulder, squeezing it. “You okay?”

“I just…I haven’t thought about him in years…not since…”

Varian looked down, only for Yong to hug him. He looked at the teen. “It sounds like you miss him a lot.”

“I do…I really do. We lived out in old Corona together…a smaller island connected to the bigger one…I helped with the farm. He was the only one I had…no…no one there really understood me. At least he tried to.”

Hugo sighed. “We’re getting you home.”

“Huh?” Varian looked over to him.

“We’re going to get you home to your dad, Feathers.”

Varian all at once had hope, suspicion, fear, and excitement in his face. “…how?”

“I don’t know.” Hugo admitted. “But it’s better than staying here.”

Nuru nodded. “Youre one of us now, Varian.”

“O-One of you?”

Hugo grinned, wrapping an arm around Varian’s shoulders, careful of his bad wing. “Yeah angel. The dork patrol.”

Yong giggled. “That isn’t our team name!”

“You’re right! I nominate team flight control as our name.” Nuru said.

“Well I like the best friend squad!”

Hugo looked at Varian. “What do you think angel?”

Varian thought for a second. “….Team radical?”

“Yes!” The three called out, grinning. Varian chuckled.

Varian felt warmth in his stomach. Just a couple of hours and these two were already claiming Varian as one of their own. It felt, oddly calming. Varian couldn’t trust it though.

What if they wanted something? What if they learned about the money they would get for turning him in?

What if all of this was some dream his brain made up to help him cope with being in that awful place? One where he had friends and people he could trust.

“Angel.” Hugo was suddenly close to Varians face. It made the winged boys face heat up.

“Y-Yeah?”

“You can trust us. Okay?”

Varian bit his lip. “…You promise?”

Hugo took his hand. It made Varians face heat up more.

“I promise.”

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[kerostarz]

love you twice. kim gyuvin

🍵 _

“and yeah he was really nice overall”

my roommate finally came back and i told her all about my official first encounter with kim gyuvin.

“this is the beginning of your rom-com.. are you kidding me ??” my roommate squeals, i laugh and shrug, “oookay calm down i don’t even have the time to complete half of these essays and research studies in time, you think i’ll have time for romance ?” my friend smiles and winks and i roll my eyes giving up.

⏰ *ringggg* *ringggg* (the next day)

i woke up and quickly got ready. today i had two midterms in biology. how exciting. truthfully with me being sick i wasn’t able to study much as i just felt dead for a whole week, so i decided to wake up early and go revise in the library.

it wasn’t too cold this morning as spring was approaching so i finally chose to wear a t shirt and some baggy blue jeans. i silently scurried out of my dorm as to not disturb my roommate who was still in dreamland.

📓📚.

after 2 hours in the library, it was finally time to take my test and i did not feel prepared at all. 1.5 hours passed by and the bell rang signaling that the test was finally over. it was well past 13:00 pm and i was so hungry. i quickly paced down the hallway but when i got down to the entrance, it was pouring rain outside. great.

for one: i had no umbrella in hand, and for two: it started getting cold and i had no jacket either. at this point my only choice was to run back to my dorm but before i could take a step outside, a hand pulled me inside again. huh ?

“it’s too cold, you’ll catch a cold again” i turned around, my face meeting with none other than kim gyuvin’s face. “oh it’s you!” i exclaimed in surprise.

“here” gyuvin dropped his backpack on the floor and began to take his hoodie off, “you can have my hoodie” and before another word could leave my mouth, he motioned his head left and right and pointed his palm at me, “do not worry! i am wearing a thermal shirt underneath so i have come prepared for the weather AND i brought an umbrella too!” i smiled softly, gently taking his hoodie and thanking him as i put it on. it was warm and had a baggy fit on me.

gyuvin opened the umbrella and we took off under the rain, our bodies compressed under the umbrella as to not get a single drop on us. “what brings you in the biology building by the way?” i asked him, wondering since his major’s building was on the other side of campus. “oh! uuhh.. my friend left his pencil case so i went to drop it off.. yeah!” he smiled. “i see, well we just had an exam and i’m exhausted ugh, i have another one in the afternoon but at least it’s online” i sighed, a sigh of exhaustion. silence and rain fills the conversation for a minute.. “are you hungry? let’s go and grab hot pot” gyuvin suggests and i immediately agree.

🥢~

“thank you for the meal~” i drop my body against the restaurant’s sofa, my stomach satisfied with the food, “you really didn’t have to pay gyuvin”. he refused to half the bill earlier and ran to the counter to pay. at that point i couldn’t say no so i remained in my seat laughing it off as he turned around smiling and sticking his tongue out.

“sooo.. when are you taking the test” gyuvin asks, we headed out the restaurant and began to mindlessly walk around the streets near campus. “ah, you’re right” i chuckled, “i totally forgot about it haha” i was having so much fun just hanging around with him that it only hit me now that i have yet another test to take. “i should head back to my dorm” i replied looking down at my feet. i felt gyuvin’s gaze laying on mine and i suddenly started getting nervous. but why ?

“it’s 5pm and the cafe should not be busy since it’s a week day.. we could pass by and you can take your exam there, yeah?” i looked up at him, his eyes shining like boba balls, almost as if he was begging me to not leave. “plus it’s nearer here than campus so we’ll save time and-” “let’s go,” i cut him off and smiled, gyuvin smiling back, his eyes forming a crescent moon shape.

“let’s get going then.”

[doodling-doodle]

Through The Eras (CH.8)

Okay. it was finally almost time for the MVA’s.

Wanderlust was exhausted but it was finally almost over, and he could collapse on his bed for twenty-four hours. His costume was ready, everyone had rehearsed, the sound checks were done, and props were ready. It was finally time, and he could relax a little.

So, now, he was just waiting… He just hadn’t seen Jack in over a week… He wanted to see Jack again…

Ugh. It would be fine. It was fine… Everything was fine.

(BEFORE READING! please note that I am posting this from my tablet rather than my laptop right now, so if formatting is off, and there’s not any italics or bolds where there normally would be, it will be fixed at a later date)

…

“Stress” was an understatement. Normally, he’d be fine with the MVA’s, because he loved them! But, he just found himself constantly out of time. He felt this weird sense of urgency in everything he did, needing to get it done as soon as possible so people wouldn’t be disappointed. He could handle it, he didn’t need people doubting him and his ability to run a show- he knew he could! He was going to prove it!

He woke up early today- well, even earlier then normal, he guessed- got coffee, made some to take to the building, he quickly ate a croissant that his mom told him to take before he left for the day, and he was off.

Today was… what was today- Oh yeah! The final rehearsals for Cygnus and Dahlia! Good, that meant this was… finally almost over. He had never said “Finally” when talking about award shows. He always loved it. But, he guessed that this was just his stress this time.

Okay, he needed to get a move on. Cygnus was here and he needed to make sure the crew could get the props on and off the stage, the sound checks were done, everything.

“Wanderlust, there you are.”

Oh. His father was already here.

“Father, hey!” He said, trying to sound normal as he turned to face him, flipping through his notebook, “Uh, I don’t see you on the schedule today…”

“I’ll try and get my own stuff done after everyone else is finished.”

Okay, at least it wouldn’t interfere much. But he wasn’t going to let the crew stay too late… Maybe he could do it alone, it might help if he did that anyway. Rebuild part of the bridge or whatever. His mom would appreciate it.

“Alright, well-”

“Ah, Wanderlust!”

He looked over, seeing Cygnus walking in with a smile on his face.

“Hey!” He said, putting his notebook away, “You ready? This is the final resersal before the MVA’s.”

“I’m ready.” Cygnus stopped as he got closer, bowing slightly to him, and to his father once he fully noticed him, “Sir.”

“Cygnus…” His father looked to be scowling at him. But Cygnus, ever the level-headed madman, just… smiled.

“Pleasure, sir. I look forward to seeing you and The Queen next week!” He said, turning back to Wanderlust, “Now, I believe the sound checks were today, correct?” He asked, walking away, which made Wanderlust walk with him.

“Yes! That and making sure that we can get the props on and off. Should be fine, but always good to triple check!” He replied.

“Agreed!”

He looked behind him, seeing that his father had walked off, then whispered, “Holy shit, your a quick thinker. What made you do that?”

“The look on your face.” Cygnus said, “Fear and annoyance. I know it, I used to do it myself with my mother.”

Night Swan…

“I’m really sorry…” He said, “Thank you for… pulling me out of there… shits been happening and… we’re not really on the best terms right now.”

“It happens.” He stopped, turning to him, “But you’ll likely make up. And your lucky for that.”

He looked down slightly, shaking his head, “Uh- that aside, are all your props in the backstage?”

“Yes, I got all of that last night.”

“Great! The crew will be here soon, and we can get everything done!”

This would be the second to last day before he got a week break before the actual event… He tried to get Jack invited as a guest. His father said no. But it was worth a try.

One day. One day, he’d make sure Jack would be at all of these events and shows, and nothing would stop that from happening. One day…

He also just wanted to see Jack again… He hoped he would get there tonight, but, with his father staying late, he likely couldn’t.

He’d deal with it. Tomorrow would be fine too, he guessed.

…

Jack hummed softly as he waited in his therapist’s office, scrolling his phone as he did. He hadn’t been waiting for long, but his therapist was a little late today… odd.

Ah well. Gave him some time to think about a few things on the lighter side of his mind.

Khole was adjusting to her new job well, Brezz hadn’t seen her around since. Sara was able to be here for the MVA’s, and Wander was about to get a well deserved break… He had two theory’s on what was going on with that. 1, Wander was trying to spend as much time doing prep as possible. Or, 2, he was throwing himself into work to take his mind of everything going on. Because the thing was, Wander wasn’t out of time. He had plenty of time, but, he got up earlier and earlier, and was now pretty much living off of nothing but coffee. He didn’t know why Wander felt like it was so urgent.

He was going to treat Wander once he got his break. In fact, Wander said he might be able to make it tonight!

He saw a text pop up from Wander, and he smiled softly.

“So. Your gonna laugh…”

Oh no…

“What happened?”

“Father. He’s here to rehearse, I’m not going to let the crew stay that late. I’ll be here until midnight.”

“Fuck, I’m sorry.”

Wait a sec…

“Hey, you don’t have to go in until tomorrow afternoon, right?”

“‘Have to’, no.”

“Stay over here for the night. I miss you :(“

There was a pause…

“Alright. I’ll likely be there at 12:30 or 1:00”

“Good! I’ll be on the roof, okay?”

“I’ll be there.”

He smiled softly, but he looked up at the door when his therapist walked in and he stood to greet her.

“Hey! How’s it going today?” She asked.

“Not bad, honestly. Been better, but it’s not horrible.”

“That’s progress, better then previous times.”

He chuckled softly, sitting back down as she sat across from him.

Okay… this would take his mind off Wander, but would put his mind on other things… whatever, it was fine, he needed to talk about it…

…

Wanderlust sent the crew home at about 10:30 that night, along with Cygnus, Eva Chase and Estrella. He stayed to do all the soundchecks with his father, but, at least he had all his props and his outfit already done. Which meant this would probably be his first and only rehearsal… he never liked it. This is what his father always did, which meant that there was little room for error on the day of the MVA’s. He always liked doing a second sound check, double checking the weight of the props, doing a final rehearsal to make sure the outfit wouldn’t get caught on anything. There was an order he liked to follow, and since this was the one he was in crage of, he thought that people would follow it. And everyone did, except for his father…

He was just tired. He’d probably stop being annoyed in the morning.

They were almost done anyway. Doing the lighting tests and making sure that the stage lifts were working now, then he could go…

“Is that all?” His father asked after the lifts were put back into place.

“Yep! Your done.” He replied, trying his best to smile, “I’m gonna head out. I’m spending the night with Jack.”

“Really?”

“Yeah! It’s like a week since I’ve seen him, so, I’m heading to his place.”

“Hmm…” His father looked confused, and a little judgmental, “Shouldn’t you be back tomorrow?”

“Afternoon, yes.”

“But you like getting things done early.”

“Well, if I’m honest, the crew needs a break and I need a bit more time to sleep in.” He chuckled softly, picking up his bag, “However, I do need to be here at 10:00 in the morning next Tuesday, and then the same for Wednesday. Everyone else besides the crew will be here at about 7:30 and it’s live at 8:00.”

His father nodded, and looked like he was about to say something, but he opened his portal and turned.

“I’ll be back tomorrow. Love you!” He called out before walking through the portal, which led to the roof next to Jack’s… he saw him on the roof with his guitar, playing mindlessly.

He smiled softly, and walked over, seeing Jack look up at him and smile brightly, setting his guitar down and running over to him.

“Hey!” Jack called out as he got up to him to hug him, “Where have you been, Wander?? Seilos, you- holy shit, you look like death.” He said when he pulled back.

He chuckled a little, “Yeah… Kinda feel like it.”

Jack smiled sadly, pulling him back to the edge of the roof, and he picked up his guitar again, “Tommorow is the last day, right? Before the actual MVA’s?” He asked.

“Yeah… I’m ready to sleep for hours, honestly.” Wanderlust replied, laying down and sighing, “It’s been rough… It’s almost over…”

“You deserve a break.” Jack said, playing his guitar again, “Just lay there for a bit, honestly. Take some silence.”

“Don’t stop playing…”

He heard Jack chuckle, but he did keep playing, switching melodies a few times as he did.

Wanderlust must have not noticed, but he guessed he started tapping his leg to a beat, and Jack followed it.

If he was honest… it wasn’t just schedules in his notebook that he was writing… he kept writing lyrics. He wrote that “Slander song” that Jack encouraged him to write about his father. And he had a beat stuck in his head that he kept hearing when he wrote more lyrics. Jack just made it real. He kept looping it, and he was looking down at him, almost waiting for him to start singing what was in his head… so he did.

“Every time we lie awake. After every hit we take. Every feeling that I get. But I haven’t missed you yet…”

He started tapping his leg again, to a different beat to go with the guitar.

“Everyone that’s kept awake. By every silent scream we make. All the feelings that I get. But I still don’t miss you yet…”

He sat back up, and saw Jack’s smiling face as he waited for more.

“Only when I stop to think about it…” He held his finger up to signal Jack to stop, which he did, now looking giddy, grinning wider.

He started lightly banging his fist on the roof to a different beat for the chorus, with a few before it. He imagined that as drums more then anything. He kept tapping it.

“I.” Tap tap, “Hate.” Tap tap “Everything about you! Why.” Tap tap “Do I. Love you?”

Jack picked up on the beat, and he started doing it once he started repeating it.

“I.” Two quick strums on the guitar, “Hate.” And again, “Everything about you! Why.” Again, “Do I love you?!”

He started tapping the original beat again, and Jack quickly went back to it, grinning from ear to ear. He was enjoying this more then Wanderlust was.

“Every time we lie awake… After every hit we take. Every feeling that I get. But I haven’t missed you yet… only when I stop to think about it…”

Jack was already ready to repeat the beat again, tapping on his guitar to the beat that Wanderlust did before the chorus the first time, and they both sang it this time.

“I! Hate! Everything about you! Why! Do I! Love you?! I! Hate! Everything about you! Why do I love you?!”

He did a slightly slower beat this time.

“Only when I stop to think about you. I know… Only when you stop to think about me. Do you know…?”

He did the original beat again, four times, then the chorus beat again, and Jack went right back to it.

“I! Hate! Everything about you! Why! Do I! Love you?!”

Then a different one.

“You! Hate! Everything about me! Why! Do you! Love me?!”

Jack looked a little shocked, but kept going as long as Wanderlust went.

“I! Hate! You! Hate! I! Hate! That you love me!”

And one final time.

“I! Hate! Everything about you! Why! Do I! Love you?!” He singaled to Jack to stop again, smiling a little now.

“I fucking love it!” Jack said, setting his guitar down, “We have to get more instruments on that, holy shit!”

He chuckled softly, “Yeah… I want to, but, honestly, Jack… I want to go to sleep.” He said, standing… trying to, he actually stumbled a bit.

“Woah, woah.” Jack said, jumping up to hold onto him, “You okay?”

“Yeah… Yeah I just…” He rubbed his face softly, “I think…”

He tried to finish his sentence, shaking his head softly and trying to open his eyes again, “Need to lay down is all…”

He heard something from Jack, but for some reason he couldn’t hear it fully. What happened to his hearing, why didn’t he-...

…

Jack hummed to the quiet music he had playing as he was cooking lunch, which was actually some of Wander’s old songs. After Wander had passed out last night, he carried him down to the guest room in his apartment, and at least got his shoes off before getting him in bed. He put a set of PJ’s Wander had left next to the bed, and he hoped that Wander would sleep in. But, if he had to, he’d wake him up so he could get to the venue on time.

He hadn’t really seen Wander since the rehearsals started. He wasn’t expecting to see Wander, a man who was normally very put together for the sake of his public appearance, a bit of a frazzled mess. He would normally always have at least a small braid for his crown, have at least some makeup on, be at least somewhat dressed up.

Instead… He saw Wander with his hair curled and frizzy, as if it hadn’t been washed in a while, and his normal crown was traded for a shorter, smaller one that was clipped to his hair. He was wearing a loose, cropped hoodie and sweatpants- granted he still looked really good, still stunning even- and didn’t have any makeup at all, which meant that you could see the dark circles under his eyes from the lack of sleep. Call him extreme, but he’d even go as far as to say Wander dropped some weight, and it did not look good. It wasn’t a lot, but he noticed it… because he noticed everything about Wander.

Yes, he was obsessive. It wasn’t the best thing.

Khloe kept saying that he needed to just go through with his plan to ask Wander out, because he had one, and he had an entire fucking script for himself. But he wanted to wait until Wander was done with all the prep… which he guessed was today, or tomorrow, really… Fuck.

He needed to do it… otherwise Khloe was going to set them up, and that was going to be a fate worse then Night Swan.

He snapped from his thoughts when he heard a door open, and he looked over to see Wander rubbing his face and yawning.

“Morning, sunshine.” He said, smirking, “How you feelin?”

“Uhh…” Wander blinked, looking up at him, “What… happened last night…?” he asked as he sat down at the counter.

“You passed out.” Jack replied, “I had to carry you down here.”

“Sorry…”

“I’m more worried about you.” He leaned on the counter, “You’ve been overworking yourself.”

“I…” He played with the hem of his sleeve, which made Jack realize that he had actually changed, “I just wanted to forget everything, okay…? I threw myself into work so I could just focus on something other then… him.”

Jack nodded, “I get it. But… look at you, your a wreak. And you just slept for over twelve hours.”

“It’s one already?!” He tried to get up, but Jack held him down.

“I made a call.” He said, “You have until three. So, I’ll get some food in you, you take a shower, wash your hair- all of that. Just get yourself fixed up for the next two hours, then you run off.”

Wander blinked, “Who did you call?”

“I called both the crew and The Traveler. The crew were a lot happier to let you have an extra couple hours.”

Wander nodded, sighing softly as he relaxed back into his seat, “What are you cooking?”

“Making breakfast for lunch!”

“You didn’t have breakfast?”

“No, I did. But you didn’t.” He smiled, “Wanted you to still have it.”

“You didn’t… have to do that…”

“Eh, I know you haven’t been eating well, so.”

“Oh, Seilos damn it.”

“I started learning your tells, you can’t hide from me anymore.”

Wander cackled, shaking his head, “Jokes on you, I can read you too!”

“Oh I know. This is where it gets good.” He turned back to what he was cooking, trying to not burn anything… But man, Wander’s laugh was an instant serotonin boost, and such a distraction… damn it.

He stopped by the hotel after they ate and Wander was showering to get him clean clothes… and realized the box was still in front of Wander’s door… which meant he never realized, likely only portaling to be quicker.

He wasn’t snooping by any means, he just wanted to find something decent for Wander to wear… but he noticed the vanity, and pictures that were tucked into the frame of the mirror. He saw quite a few pictures that he and Wander took together, some that went on Wander’s Danceagram after the fact, and a few notes.

He would regret it later… but, he decided to take a closer look. Some of them were in different handwriting, and he immediately recognized Wander’s… and his own?

“Thanks, Starboy.”

That was the note he left Wander with the necklace. The necklace that Wander still wore almost every day.

There were a few other notes, most of which were Wander’s own reminders.

“6:30 arrival, props. Final day before break!”

He planned to get there at six in the morning…? Selios, no wonder he was fucking exchusted. That had to have been every morning…

There was a few from Si’ha, and he could tell from the cursive.

“Your doing great, darling! I’m proud of you.”

He’d be lying if he said that he actually hadn’t gotten a few from her from his stays at the palace… He was pretty sure this was more like what a mother should be like… It made him wish- no, he didn’t wish anything more from that woman. His therapist had said that he couldn’t keep wishing that he had things from a woman who would never even consider it. To not wish he had things from the people that hurt him. So he wouldn’t.

Okay, he needed to go and get back to his place… he knew it was today or never.

He placed the clothes on Wander’s bed, walking back out to the kitchen to wait for him.

“Did you break into my room?” Wander asked when he walked out, and he smiled as he stood.

“Is it breaking in when you give me the key?”

“Well… okay, fair point.”

He chuckled, quickly looking at how the clothes fit Wander’s body… it was a crop top and sweatpants- not something he really chose knowingly, he just thought it would look cute!... and it did.

“Okay… this is the final day, then I’m free until Wednesday…” He sighed, “Then I think you and I have some catching up to do.” He smiled, fully turning to Jack as he picked up his bag.

“Well…”

He couldn’t back out, he had to do it.

“Hm?”

“There’s a new restaurant that opened downtown…”

Keep talking, keep fucking talking.

“... if your up for it, we could… go to dinner one night…?”

Okay, he didn’t fumble it. He figured that, if he said something at least a little different then normal, saying go to dinner, versus, go get dinner… subtle, but, it made a difference in his head…

He watched Wander’s face for something, anything, to say how he was feeling.

It was a flash- literally less then a second- of shock and his eyes going wide, before a bright smile.

“Yeah, I’d love to! Can we do… Tuesday?”

“Yeah, that sounds great!” Holy shit. “You wanna do, like, 6:00 or something?”

“Yeah, that’s good!”

Holy shit.

“But, as much as I would love that tonight…” Wander said, “I do have to go.”

“Yeah…” He sighed, “Goodluck, okay?”

“Thanks.” He smiled softly, “I’ll see ya soon!”

“See ya!”

He watched Wander throw open a portal, and he ran through before it closed, and he threw himself onto the couch, head in hands.

“H-Holy fucking shit…” He huffed out a chuckle, hands shaking as he reached for his phone to text Khloe.

“I did it”

“What’s ‘it’?”

“I asked him out”

“OH

And??”

“He fucking said yes.”

He could have just broke down in tears… But now he had to plan the rest of it…

He had to figure out how to actually ask Wander if he’d… be his.

There was only two ways it would go, and he could only hope for the better option.

[himemiya-kun]

Blue Sea＊The Shining, Truthful Atlantis (Chapter 1)

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Chapter 1: Under the Surface

Winter

Characters:

• Yuzuru Fushimi

• Eichi Tenshouin

• Tori Himemiya

<First year of establishment of ES. Early February. The morning after Tori Himemiya had a nightmare ─ ES Building, Starpro Office>

Yuzuru: —Is SANCTUARY closing?

That's... Well, I knew it was unavoidable. That strange amusement park was still too early for mankind.

Eichi: It’s not like you, Yuzuru.

No, I wonder if my desire has slipped out of my mouth. Either way, it's rare in this case.

I really like SANCTUARY, but it's unpopular with people in the industry—especially active idols.

I know that there are some people who want to pretend that it didn't happen if possible. It seems like you are one of them, Yuzuru.

I think it's a good facility that will increase the number of places to work for idols and efficiently increase the number of juniors.

Yuzuru: As I’ve said earlier, Eichi-sama's ideas are too innovative to be understood.

Of course, that includes me who speaks with this face.

Eichi-sama preaches to Buddha, but people avoid the unknown and the things they cannot understand.

Eichi: I wonder if that will be a future issue. I'm used to that point, and if SANCTUARY actually starts making money, most people will probably keep their mouths shut.

Profit, countless money, dissolves human reason.

That's why no one could stop the Great Depression, even though sages repeatedly suggested it would collapse.

It's the same with the never-ending gambling. Haha, this sounds like we're talking about Crazy:B instead of fine.

Anyway, there are no plans to close SANCTUARY. Rather, the park hasn't even officially opened yet.

Even though profits have not been gained well, there is no point in closing it. It's not like there's any big trouble.

Yuzuru: That's all you have to say from the beginning. You were adding too many unnecessary details to your reply.

Eichi: Wataru is absent today due to his theatre work, so I'm craving for someone to talk to.

Yuzuru: Did you call us here simply because you wanted to chat?

Eichi: As expected, I'm not that lonely. There is a main topic.

It's a bad habit of mine to say it in a roundabout way, but in the first place, SANCTUARY—

Tori: —Yawn, I'm sorry.

Eichi: Tori doesn't look like usual today either. Is there something wrong that has you yawning like that?

It's no big deal. Even though you’re always neat in front of me.

You’ve been silent this whole time and look sleepy... Could it be that you didn't sleep well last night?

Tori: Huh!? Ah, I'm sorry, Eichi-sama! I was stupid!

Eichi: I don’t mind. I was talking to Wataru No. 2, and I made a mistake, because Yuzuru was listening to me.

Yuzuru: I'll pretend that I didn't hear that unpleasant mistake.

Eichi: It's a butler's mirror.

Tori: I'm sorry, Eichi-sama. I've been having some bad dreams lately, so I've been lacking sleep.

Yuzuru: Yes. Last night, Young Master woke up in the middle of the night... And while crying like a baby, he clung to my chest.

Tori: Will you stop saying nonsensical lies? I'm not like that. I didn't do anything shameless, Eichi-sama!?

Yuzuru: Apologies. That was the story of a dream I had.

Tori: Don't dream like that! It's gross, it's gross, it's gross!

Yuzuru: Fufu. Unfortunately, I cannot control the content of the dream I see.

Eichi: That’s very interesting. Do you know about dream diagnosis?

Tori: Please don’t, Eichi-sama! I have a feeling that if I delve deeper into something like Yuzuru's dream, I'll end up in a scary situation!

Eichi: It's not like I reject it that much. It's ridiculous to say that the whole human spirit can be seen in a dream.

By giving a positive interpretation of the dream, there is an effect of fortune-telling that makes you feel a little lighter.

It is a good thing if you feel better without using medicine. If you don't mind, could you tell me what kind of dream you had?

Tori: No matter what—dreams are dreams, and when I wake up I've mostly forgotten about it.

I feel like I had a dream of sinking endlessly to the bottom of the sea.

Even though it was a dream, it was very painful and cold, and it was dark and I was scared because I couldn't see anything.

Eichi: The sea. Hmm, this is a strange match.

Yuzuru: What do you mean?

Eichi: Actually, it's a bit early to say, but there are plans to build something like the second facility of SANCTUARY.

I called you guys today because I wanted to talk about it.

Yuzuru: The second facility of SANCTUARY? You are planning to create such a strange amusement park again, Eichi-sama?

Eichi: Yes. And the amusement park is scheduled to be built in the sea.

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[blueberryjam1201]

Unexpected

Chapter 5

Genre: drama, comedy

I gave lots of love for this chapter, and even though the view descriptions could be a little boring, but I wanted to give you a full picture of what I see .

Please leave me a comment and heart if you like it❤️

"The double rainbow we saw that day...

...Ah..

You admired the rainbow, and I admired you...

The colorful pictures were taken that day,

I don't need to print them off...

They are engraved in my memory forever...

The strings, plucked by our fingers...

The strings we created...

The life we expected..."

...

It was the evening when he came back from a work trip...

Kyungsoo and YiSeul sat at the table.  YiSeul released her hair from the tight top knot and brushed by fingers so they would lie down nicely on her arms. Then a gentle smile appeared on her face:

- How was your trip? -

- I'm more tired than before the trip. To be honest, I could have been sleeping inside the JJ building. Everyday meetings, and organizational projects. I even worked with a live audio engineering team to make sure the stadium equipment was efficient -

The spark in his eyes shined though, those words didn't sound like a complaint.

- Oh, so Baboo has a new skill! - she joked

- I knew it all! I was the one who was teaching them - touched his full of pride chest while declaring that - and you? Except for the accident with your mom, what have you been doing? - She took a sip of wine and brushed he hair to the back:

- Nothing worth mentioning... Oh! We will probably have a job for Marie Claire! - that made her suddenly jump and point finger at a random place on the sealing, for no reason.

- Wow, that's great. I'm sure you will do a great job! - Kyungsoo comforted her. The atmosphere suddenly became lively.

They spend an hour chatting and sharing a great time.

When the time for cleaning came, they collected all the plates and she started washing dishes while he was cleaning the table. When finished, he stood behind her and hugged tightly. Then brushed her hair to the side and comfortably placed his face on their arm. Then gave her a peck on the ear...slowly going down her neck. She stopped washing, turned around, and with wet fingers she slid down his face gently. Down the forehead and nose, then stopped at the lips. She placed her hand on his back and pressed against her. Both lips touched creating a euphoria running down their bodies. Kyungsoo forgot about all the doubts, from a few minutes ago. It was too late to stop it...

The night was intimidating like a starry night on a clear sky...

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AUTHOR NOTE: TBC in a special chapter! You can find it here

https://archiveofourown.org/works/51266965

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In the morning Kyungsoo woke up in his bed and groped blindly for YiSeul who was usually sleeping next to him. After still half asleep mind realised she was not there, he opened his eyes to confirm it. There was no one in the room except him. The atmosphere after last night's full swing was still in the air. The grey flat carpet looked like it was part of the gym flooring, if only any gym would use a house carpet. Kyungsoo slowly sat on the bed and moved to the edge. His slippers were nowhere to be found, so he just ignored his barefoot feet and headed to the door.

While walking down the stairs he was focused on listening to any sounds. "Has she gone home?" Thought impatiently and his feet moved faster with every step..."She's here..." he stopped and looked at his girlfriend leaning her back on the kitchen's countertop and scrolling something on her phone. A teethy smile appeared on his face.

- YiSeul, you're up already? -

- Oh, KyungSoo, you woke up? Good - she smiled back when raised her head - I'm going to start work earlier today. Will be sleeping at my mom's tonight. Give me a call later, ok? - and she moved to the door's direction and stopped halfway. Kyungsoo without a second thought jumped down the stairs and walked casually to her side. Hugged gently, staying a little longer in this position than it was needed:

- Eat well and don't forget to wear warm clothes, it's cold outside - he looked into her eyes - Give me a call when you're free OK? -

She gave him a peck on the lips and with a wide smile said: - See you...Baboo - she waved her hand, opened the door, and disappeared behind it in a second.

His mind for some reason went blank, but not because she walked away. He felt like he was carrying a heavy burden on his back for a long time and suddenly it disappeared. He stretched his back without discomfort. What was the reason for this burden? He couldn't understand himself, but it doesn't matter now. He is full of joy and feels like his body is about to float in the air any minute. Nothing will change his mood today. Time to go to work...

KyungSoo's contract states that his work pattern is from Monday to Friday, with office hours from 9 a.m. to 5 p.m. In reality, when it's busy he comes earlier to have everything prepared perfectly. Finish time also depends on his own work goals. When it's quiet he can finish earlier and work from home if needed. When it's busy, he is staying till he finishes his job. A job that is usually set up by himself. Even the receptionists are joking that they will apply for creating a living room in this building, especially for him. Because it's a busy period, Kyungsoo arrived at work at 7 a.m

JJ Entertainment was built in JungGu, Seuls Jung district which is in Seuls center and just the northern side of the famous Han River. This district is also famous for its history and reminding historical buildings, these days however mixed with also the modern ones.

The company's large grounds were placed 10 min from the main road, embracing one small street area. The main building's shape was oval from the bottom to approximately the 4th floor, then the shape changed to a regular rectangular office building created from glass walls, just in the center of its round bottom. From the street to the main entrance was a large space filled with nicely shaped bushes on the sides and a few branches placed one after another in rows. The parking lot was placed on the left side. JJE smaller buildings were placed behind the main one, with a substantial park in the middle. It was probably not created for employers to enjoy their break time, but for outsiders and other companies, as well as stockholders, to make an outstanding impression.

Kyungsoo parked his car after approximately 30 minutes of travel. He headed to the main entrance ignoring anyone who just passed by. There's no need to smile at strangers even if they knew who he was. KyungSoo's personality is honest, he can't lie and wear a smiling mask even in this business world full of puppets and those with power. If he meets someone he knows, then he will definitely greet this person. For example, ladies from reception...

- Good morning. Early start today? - one of them just grabbed his attention. They are always doing that, not only to KyungSoo. A smiling young lady with a nicely tied bun and wearing a two-piece skirt suit set in silver color waved to him from the reception desk. Two more ladies were wearing the same style and makeup which was nicely done eyebrows, long lashes, and red lips.

- Good morning, any news? - Kyungsoo stopped to have a chat.

- Nothing much today - then she opened her notebook and double-checked her words - Tempo is coming at 9 am, later new solo artist is looking for advice. The visit was authorized by Kim. The meeting was at 11:30, so we were crossing fingers for the solo artist...- then she raised her crossed fingers and gazed at Kyungsoo with a teethy smile which was giving him the android doll vibe programmed to cheer for buyers, so he ignored it waiting for the rest of today's plan...- around 15:30 Creams will arrive and discuss their new album details -

- Am I fully dealing with them again? - KyungSoo interrupted her because this unpleasant feeling of not knowing what his real tasks were was disturbing. What was the purpose of taking away Creams from him and then sending them from time to time for a consultation or whatever it is? He still hasn’t forgotten what Kim has done at the meeting...

- Apologies sir, I have no details in this matter...- she was upset, but not because of him. She was upset that as a receptionist she should be a better support.

- It's fine, I'll ask them by myself - he shook his hand to calm her down - Thanks, see you later - slightly bowed down and headed to the gates on the right side of the reception.

The gates looked like the airport, just "the doors" were square glass plates that could be opened only by swapping an employee's card. Straight after the gates was a corridor with 2 lifts on the right and left, also further down another path leading to corridors hidden behind the walls. He used the first lift on the left. Then after riding alone, he stopped at the 7th floor. Then, headed to the studio at the very end of this long corridor, doors on the right.

He opened the black, solid doors which were heavy like his garden fence when he just moved in, before applying oil.

The studio consists of two rooms. First, after entering the main door was the control booth. Doors were under the left side wall. Just further down was the lounge area. A black leather couch under the wall and two armchairs standing parallel, forming a U shape with a coffee table just in the center. On their right side was a long control desk with hundreds of recording controls, and a main computer in the middle. Two large screens were placed at the window just above the desk, a keyboard on placed on it and small space for a computer mouse on its right side. The office chair was nicely placed under. The window was as wide as the control desk. At the end of this room on the right side was a bar chair and a high table with a microwave, then under the wall 3 vending machines, each with different products. Sandwiches and noodle soups, cold drinks and hot drinks. Except for them, on this wall, two pairs of doors were seen, probably for machine rooms.

Kyungsoo came near the high table at the end, took out a laptop from his backpack, and placed it in the middle. Then he took out the blue file and black notebook and headed to the chair in the middle of the control booth. When sat down, he lowered under to press the PC power button, and then he sat comfortably and looked behind the window.

The second room was a vocal booth. This was the place for real fun for musicians as after entering by the door from the control booth's right side, there was all kind of different instruments standing and waiting to be used!

Right wall - metal desk with violin and flute case, then large black piano. The back wall was filled with all kinds of guitars and bass guitars hung on the rack like coats in the anteroom. On the left side was a drum set and three hand drums of a different size. Then finally, in the middle was a vocal station with a high chair, microphone, and isolation shield.

Kyungsoo started working on the computer, took out from his pocket a pen-drive, and inserted it into the PC. Time was passing fast when he was working, writing in the notebook, and creating new beats in production software. "A piece of cake," he thought, and after that he opened his eyes and a sudden spark appeared in his gaze. He took a pen, played one of the beats, and went:

"A piece of cake...

Inscribed in significance

I wrote it as I wished

As the author of the novel"

the melody was coming along with the words. He suddenly stood up and started singing:

"Before it gets more difficult

With the words I said

The day... that felt like a dream" then stopped

- no, "an answer" sounds better...- and typed it down. The whispers from the door site woke him up from a trance and he rushed to see who is it. It was four Tempo members secretly watching him from a slightly opened door and giggling with each other. He calmed down:

- You're here? Did I leave the doors open? -

Boys walked in with amused faces and one of them answered " Yes, sorry for eavesdropping" and he folded his hands as if in prayer.

He was quite tall, around 180 cm, with medium-length wavy hair, and a round face.

The member on his right was maybe 173cm tall, with short hair with red colored gelled bangs up. Kyungsoo guessed it was some kind of trend that he was not following, but it would pass soon anyway so no point in thinking about it.

Next, the tallest of them, maybe a 188cm guy with blue hair color, cut in a mushroom hairstyle. Again, for Kyungsoo probably the color was a bigger question than the cut, but he ignored it.

The fourth one was max 170cm and his hair was blond dreadlocks.

- Guys, sorry, I have seen your names but still don't know who is who. Can you enlighten me? - he pressed his hand against his chest - I'm Doh KyungSoo as you probably already know -

- I'm Di! - the one with wavy hair said

- I'm TJ - the one with gelled bangs

- I'm Luke - the tallest said and Kyungsoo commented: "Oh, going by English name?"

- My name is Nakatsu, and I'm Japanese - he made a peace sign and pressed it to his face with a teethy smile.

- Nice to meet you guys - KyungSoo was calm, but it seemed he couldn't wait to start. He prepared many tasks before they started the real thing.

- Sit on a couch, I would like to speak and get to know you - he pointed to the lobby and then headed to his producer's chair under the control desk.

After a while, when they finished talking about themself he went:

- Who is rapping and who is singing, also what kind of vocal range are you? -

They shouted together while raising their hands high like at school. - Sorry, what did you say? Soprano? - he asked Di.

- I can go very high! - shouted with pride, but Kyungsoo, even without changing his impassive facial expression he smirked. Soprano is the highest female range, we will see if he is telling the truth.

- And you? - asked Nakatsu

- I'm on the lower range but I can do runs and adlips! - said that to make Kyungsoo curious about his abilities. Then the producer asked:

- So you both are rapping? For a rap... guys, please do not mumble rap, I will appreciate any effort to be as creative as it is possible, OK? -

Silence...

- We're not mumble rapping, no worries! - The blue-haired Luke laughed out loud.

- I'm glad to hear that because what I have for you will need a specific style and flexibility to make it perfect. Let's check your vocals range first, so I'll know where we are standing -

And the KyungSoo's mini-casting started. Apparently, the vocals were slightly different than what was stated by the members. Also, Kyungsoo helped them to explore their vocal capabilities. This studio suddenly became an amusement park. The laugh and excitement were heard even in the corridor...Where Kim was standing and listening, as the doors were not closed fully.

- Manager Kim...-

He jumped on site after hearing a gentle voice talking from the back. With eyes wide open he tried to catch a breath.

- Director Choi, what brings you to the 7th floor? - asked one question but it seems he had more of them in his head.

- I'm just checking on our new boy group. How are they? -

The person standing there was a middle-aged tall woman with black long hair tied nicely in a twisted low bun. Minimal makeup, just long lashes and mat lipstick in a dark burgundy color. She was wearing a black office suit set with a grey shirt under. She casually came under the door and listened to any sounds coming from the gap.

- Considering Kyungsoo will train and lead them, we can expect something new and satisfying... - he answered a question from a few seconds ago, but his tone sounded like he was not admitting it easily.

Then Choi opened the heavy door without any warning, walked inside, and closed it behind leaving Kim alone in the corridor...

When she entered, the silence fell in the studio. Kyungsoo rose and bowed his back:

- Director Choi -

The rest of the boys did the same. She casually moved to KyungSoo's site and turned to the Tempo members.

- Are you enjoying your time here? Do you find this session helpful? -

"YES!" They shouted together at once while raising clenched fists like they were ready for a battle.

- Good - Director smiled and turned to Kyungsoo - how do you see this? -

For some reason, they both started slowly moving to the vocal booth, without a word like they were sharing the same mind. - Doh Kyungsoo - saying his full name intended to speed up his answer. He smiled gently and while walking inside the vocal booth he started:

- They have talent but no technique. It will take a while, I'm not a vocal couch. Will practice with them the songs and explore their abilities to sound the best as it's possible on recordings, but they should start training now. They don't even know the vocal range...- and stopped because he realized Choi is laughing amused by his words - ...OK? -

- I apologize, it's just I'm still impressed even after many years. You grown tall Kyungsoo-yah - she looked at him in a way mother would look at her son and that made him speechless - I'm glad that I made you stay that day. You are the most irreplaceable person in this building. Come to think about it, do you still have this...trauma?.. - stopped. Is this the best word? Can she ask it directly? A few years ago saying the word "trauma" was like playing with fire. He looked into her eyes with disbelief. Then, calmed down as if this question never happened, looked at the microphone and the chair in the middle and almost whispered:

- I have no idea, to be honest... a lot is going on in my life and I somehow forgot about the past. But I like how I live now, thank you, again, for giving me a chance back then - he then gratefully smiled and bowed slightly.

- I will never forget when I found you on that floor backstage... also, I will never forget when you were the only candidate on casting who came with a Pen-drive, printed off lyrics and sang your own song. I knew I couldn't lose you back then...-

This silent second was long like an hour. Was the sliding in his lower eyelid tear a manifestation of joy or the terrific memories?

- If you ever wish to try again, please let me know. I won't be lying, as a director I wish to use all your capabilities for business purposes, but...as a friend... I just want you to be happy and not limited because of your fears. I'll help you, whenever you feel you are ready - her caring smile gave Kyungsoo comfort. "Thanks" he nodded head.

When she was about to open the door, she stopped and raised her hand:

- I remember! This is something I have learned today *ha ha ha*- laughed suddenly before even revealing the reason - Staff is calling you producer K.O. - and covered her laughing face by hand. Confused KyungSoo wasn't sure if he should laugh too:

- What does that mean? -

- I didn't know either, but apparently, K.O. in games means the final blow, and employees are saying you are always giving the final blow to every work - she still laughed like it's the best joke ever. This was surprising but not unpleasant. Kyungsoo felt like laughing too and they both came back to the control room in a good mood.

The next day, and the day after, and the day after, all were looking the same. Producer K.O. comes to work at 7 a.m. and finishes around 8 p.m. Eating, reading, or watching movies then sleeping and waking up again. On Thursday there was no difference.

This day was long. Kyungsoo had to train Tempo as apparently, no vocal couch was available at that moment because they were in different cities and different branches. JJE was big enough so they could afford to employ additional staff, but it seems the recruitment and planning team missed this one job role in their plans and now they are blaming the low budget for short-staffing.

After this long day, at 5 p.m., Kyungsoo was still in the studio. He was working on the song he came up with 3 days ago, recording his voice, but not in the vocal booth, just sitting comfortably in his chair in the control room.

The doors opened, he didn't even have time to turn around when he heard:

- Kyungsoo-yah! - it was Chanyeol, waving his hand and smiling like a baby.

- How's it going? - at the same time slapped friends back. Then, Kyungsoo swung his elbow just in the center of Chanyeol's belly, but just touched to scare him, and it worked, his friend jumped back and started laughing.

- How are things? All good?-

- Yeah, I think so. Been buckling down for the last 4 days - raised his hands and stretched his back as much as he could.

- What about you? -

- Umm...nothing really, SeoJung and WSS are a pain in my butt, but we're fine with May now, so nothing will destroy my great mood. What about YiSeul? -

Silence...

Kyungsoo just realized he didn't have any contact with her for 3 days. He was so knackered after work that he was managing only to send a Goodnight message...has she replied at all? He grabbed his mobile phone and started searching. She didn't...then he looked at Chanyeol who was standing with folded hands and gazing at his friend with disbelief.

- That's not good, is it? Instead of sitting here pointlessly, you should call her. Maybe she's mad, I would definitely be...- Kyungsoo grabbed the phone and ran to the corridor while pressing CALL.

ONE SIGNAL

TWO SIGNALS

THREE SIGNALS

- Finally, huh? - she answered...

He was in such a shock that couldn't construct the sentences. He didn't believed she answered... And why he didn't think about her in those 3 days? How selfish is he? She's angry, definitely angry...

- Y..YiSeul...apologies, I had loads of work to do...- "It's fine, I knew" she interrupted...

But what is this feeling of disappointment? Why is she not upset? Why is she supportive? He has done wrong! He is the worst boyfriend and yet, she is not angry.

Something seems off.

He knew it but didn't want to let this thought disturb his mind now.

- Are you happy to spend time with me tomorrow? I mean...I will work only 5 hours, most of the job is done. Do you want to go on a trip to an amusement park? -

- Why not? Sure! - she almost shouted into the phone and this made him satisfied. Then he came back to the studio where Chanyeol was waiting impatiently to joke around about this situation.

What a joyful day is waiting for you Kyungsoo-yah...

[dream-meister-translations]

100 SLEEPING PRINCES & THE KINGDOM OF DREAMS

WALK WITH A SMILE - PART 1

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I find myself drifting in a blissful slumber, swaying gently amidst the tranquil haze.

Within my hazy consciousness, what comes to mind is the scene when Navi reported that the preparations for the festival were complete.

KAIRI : Thank you. You've been a great help.

NAVI : P-Prince Kairi! 

NAVI : Princess Emma and Prince Kairi of the Ruined Country of Calavina, for both of you to host a festival in Calavina together is a significant advancement for the dream world. I'm certain it will be a wonderful celebration! 

Kairi and I discussed, and the festival to be held in Calavina was deemed essential to signify the new beginning of the dream world. After overcoming numerous obstacles, the preparations for the event were finally complete.

(Yes. It is finally time...)

A bright and joyous feeling fills my chest.

(Once the festival begins, this land will be filled with smiles...I wonder if the people of Calavina will also be pleased...)

A fleeting image of someone I thought I saw crosses my mind...

(I need to wake up quickly.)

(To take the first step towards my dream.)

Suddenly, an unfamiliar light flickers before me, starting to shimmer.

(This is...)

(Like the Moon Road, but slightly different?)

As I reach out, the light brushes against my fingertips.

In that moment of feeling the warmth and gentleness of the light, my consciousness is swiftly pulled away.

EMMA : Ah...

As I open my eyes, the morning light streams through the gap in the curtains.

(Was that dream just now...)

NAVI : Princess, are you awake?

Accompanied by a light knock, Navi's buoyant voice reaches my ears.

EMMA : Yes, I'm awake.

NAVI : Good morning! It's a beautiful day today! 

As Navi enters the room, still smiling, he approaches the window and pulls aside the curtains.

Outside, lies a clear blue sky with pure white clouds drifting.

(Truly, such lovely weather...)

NAVI : Finally, the day has arrived, Princess.

As the window opens wide, a refreshing breeze flows into the room.

(Though I can't shake off the thoughts of that dream earlier.)

EMMA : You're right! I must get ready quickly!

With a sudden surge of excitement, I quickly get out of bed.

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Ruined Country - Calavina

After getting myself ready, I step out of the lodging where I've been staying, feeling a bit nervous.

NAVI : Princess, how are you feeling?

EMMA : Uh...I'm starting to get nervous...

Placing a hand on my chest, I exhale softly.

I am to celebrate the opening of the festival and deliver greetings as a Princess. 

(It's not just mine and Kairi's, but the hopes of many others that are poured into this festival...)

(I must do a good job.)

Trying to calm my racing heart due to nervousness, suddenly...

??? : Hey, Emma! Good morning!

Turning around, I see Prince Peco of Orangette, waving his small hand as he runs toward me.

EMMA : Good morning. Are you headed out already, Peco?

PECO : Yup! Peco woke up early and everything! Because today's a really important festival!

SAIGA : Haha, that's a good attitude to have.

Walking leisurely behind Peco is Prince Saiga of Irogu, the country of the great fox spirit.

EMMA : Good morning, Saiga.

SAIGA : Good morning, Emma.

PECO : Oh, Saiga also woke up early? Just like Peco!

SAIGA : Yes. It seems we're not the only ones.

Following Saiga's gaze, I notice other princes who are dressed for the festival approaching us.

EMMA : There's still quite a bit of time until the opening...

SAIGA : Everyone must be excited for the festival. And they know how important this day is to you, Emma. 

Soothed by Saiga's calm voice, a gentle smile forms on my lips.

(So many things have happened...)

(Once it was deemed impossible to hold a festival in this country, rejected by the spirits of Calavina's royal family, I even lost the ability to smile.)

(But with the help of many people, by showing our determination, we eventually gained acceptance from the spirits and I regained my smile.)

EMMA : It's thanks to all of you that we've managed to reach this day.

SAIGA : We're all here today because of you.

With a satisfied smile, Saiga lowers his gaze.

WILL : Hey hey, good morning Emma~! It's such a nice day, isn't it? This is a scene you'd never see in one of my movies.

Drawn by a new voice, I turn my gaze and see Prince Will of Kenal, the movie country, and also a director of horror films, standing there.

EMMA : Good morning, Will. Oh, Lecien and Sky are here too.

LECIEN : Ah...Good morning.

Showing a puzzled expression, Prince Lecian of Arbitro, the country of judgment, walks up to us.

SKY : Yo morning, Emma. 

Sky, the former prince of Daten, the country of magical science, stands beside him. Wearing a carefree smile as usual.

EMMA : Those two make quite the unusual combination, huh?

WILL : They were lurking in the shadows over there this whole time. Observing you while you spoke. I was hoping they were planning to scare you~

SKY : Wha!? It's not like that at all. This guy just seemed nervous to approach.

Saying that, he directed his gaze toward Lecien. 

LECIEN : I was planning to approach you after your conversation ended.

WILL : If you live life that way, you'll never get a chance to talk to her. After all, she's the star of today! 

PECO : That's right! We should all hang out and talk to each other!

Peco took my hands and pulled me into the center of the princes, before giving Lecian a look.

LECIEN : Do...You know me?

PECO : Yeah, you're Haru's friend! He called you "Rustle!" 

LECIEN : His...Friend...?

Perhaps reminded of Haldine, the prince of the Country of Black Tea, Ticha, Lecien's expression softened if only slightly.

(Everyone seems happier than during the preparations.)

(Are they looking forward to the festival?)

Seeing everyone engaged in lively conversation fills me with joy, and I glance to Navi who is beside me. 

NAVI : Today seems like it's gonna be a lot of fun, huh?

EMMA : I was thinking the exact same thing.

Laughter spills forth from us both, as I gaze up at the clear sky, taking in a deep breath... 

The beginning of a new day.

[crmsnmth]

September Sky Chapter Four, part 4

That had been on Monday. Six days ago. It felt like it was a whole different time period, yet somehow that it just happened. Sitting here, in the early morning dark royal purples, time didn't matter. My heart finally caught up to itself and my breathing came easy. Soon enough I was asleep again.

* * * *

I had maybe an hour or so before Addison would be here. We had decided on some place I've never heard of called Atomic Cafe. I ended up making her pick where, because I don't know shit for vegan places. According to Addison, this place had a great menu, featuring vegan and omnivore foods. And although I was thankful it did have other options, I would've been fine with a place that just served vegan or vegetarian foods. i was so thankful she had picked something. I would've never figured it out.

I was out in the backyard, chain-smoking and pacing along the small and neglected lawn. Most of the gross was brown and dead, and soon the earth would reclaim its place, and this would all be dirt. It wasn't our fault. it was already crappy when we first moved in. And the landlord never tried to blame us for it. I guess we had a pretty good landlord. He wasn't a slumlord and if something went wrong, you better believe he be there.

A nervous, panicky energy was flowing through me, riding the highways of my veins. It made it impossible to sit still, for even just a second. Trust me, I tried. The power plant inside of me held me tight from the moment I woke up this morning. I tried every distraction I could, from playing video games to walking around the block. Nothing helped.

Not for the first time, I panicked and wanted to call her and cancel. Somehow I was working through it. I think knowing I couldn't fuck this chance up was more of a help then a hindrance. I was freaking out, yeah, that was true, but I was freaking out alone. Maybe I'd get it all out of my system. This, of course, was just wishful thinking.

I paced, making a trail in the dead grass. Back and forth, back and forth. I tossed a cigarette butt off into the alley behind the house. Tom usually parked back here, but he wasn't home.

It seemed I was looking at my phone every minute. At least that's what it felt like. In all reality, I don't think even a full minute would pass before I would check it again. I'd look at the screen in some word form of hope and desperation.

Anticipation plus high anxiety is like being made entirely of electricity. It wasn't really that horrible of a feeling. Actually, it was kind of nice. And oddly exhilarating. I couldn't tell you why though. I could almost feel the bolts in my fingertips. I looked around quick, making sure no was looking at me, or around. Then I tried to use Force lightning because I am geeky kid in a punk frame. It did not work, just in case you were wondering.

I stopped pacing, tossed my half full cigarette into the alley, and headed back inside. I headed through the house, moving fast to get to my room. Dennis's gunshots were bleeding into the hall, like normal. I checked to make sure I had everything I needed. I didn't really need all that much. My wallet, which I wore chained cause I won't let that image fade away, my phone, cigarettes, lighter and keys. That's it. Four things. I had already hit the ATM earlier in the day.

My laptop sat open on the bed. I dropped myself next to it, grabbing it and clicking on to Facebook, for the millionth time that day. I had nothing from anybody, so I just sat their scrolling and looking at the clock every few seconds. Chad suddenly was online.

CHRIS: What's up?

CHAD: Not much. Isn't today your date?

CHRIS: In about a half hour.

CHAD: Ah, that makes sense.

CHRIS: I'm a fucking ball of lightning right now. I even tried to use Force Lightning.

CHAD: Lol, for real? CHRIS: Yeah, in the backyard.