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astraysimp · 1 year ago

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Future Producer

Future Producer

◛⑅·˚ ༘ ♡ Hello, hello ,hello, my lovelies! I am back with the last edition of my personal dad!skz series, finishing off with a Bahng! ( I DO have another series planned)

ੈ♡˳Summary: Chan, ever the hardworking man he is, takes baby Bahng to the studio( or his in house studio).....um I think that’s it

ੈ♡˳Warnings: Dad! Cha, fem!reader, fluff fluff FLUFF, tiny baby and appa chan (he is no longer foive),pet names, playful teasing Chan about losing his hair , idk what else ੈ♡˳

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You and Chan were adjusting to parenthood well. You loved it, and he did too. A baby Bahng– Haneul Rei Bahng– Chan’s proudest accomplishment. But, he missed the studio, which was why he had a studio built into your shared house.

That’s exactly where he was right now, with a tiny Haneul on his chest. At only 1 month old, she was already in the studio, though she just wanted to be with her appa. It was midafternoon, and you had woken up from a nap. Usually, you were met with Chan singing to Haneul or her crying……but, the house was quiet. Too quiet. Sitting up on your bed, you stretched and kicked your legs over the side of the bed, Chan and Haneul nowhere in sight. “Hm? Where are they?” You asked yourself, throwing one of Chan’s hoodies and slippers into a pair of slippers. You checked her nursery, no one was there. The master bathroom? Think again. So, you wandered downstairs, singing to yourself. “ Where is my Channieeeeee? And my princesssss?” You hummed.

The kitchen. Empty. The living room? Nope. The laundry room? Still, no luck.

So, you wandered to the basement. Where the main gathering area– for game nights and movie nights to be held with his bandmates– was empty. As was the basement bedroom and half bathroom. Smiling to yourself, you saw the door to his studio closed. Softly knocking, you peeked your head in– wanting to respect his space because his studio was his safe place(other than with you). “Channie? Bubs, you in here?” You asked, as you gently pushed the door open. He was,but he couldn’t hear you, and he was focused. Fingers clicking away on his soundboard, adjusting, rearranging and editing different sound clips. “Does that sound okay, Haneul?” You heard him whisper. She just gazed up at him, her cheek against his chest with a pacifier in her mouth. He chuckled, “Then again….you don’t know what these sounds are.” He giggled, kissing her forehead, before he adjusted her on his chest. Humming to himself, he went back to his work, writing down notes in the notebook on his desk. “Frick…..that doesn’t sound right,” he mumbled. “What if I……put it…….here.” He tapped his chin, eyes scanning over the screen, as he moved the clip to another spot and listened to the playback. “Aaaaah, yeah. Better better. Okay.” Haneul was growing sleepy, her afternoon nap time approaching. “Ooooh, is Princess Haneul tired,hhm?” He cooed, soothingly patting her back, humming a lullaby at her. “Somewhere over the rainbow.Way up high.There's a land that I heard of.Once in a lullaby,Somewhere over the rainbow.Skies are blue,” Chan sang, running a gentle finger over her cheek, as her eyes fluttered shut.

Deciding to step in, you smiled, walking over and kissing his cheek. “Hi, my love.” You whispered, sitting in your designated chair. Yes, you had a chair because you also spent a lot of time in the studio with Chan. Slightly jumping, he smiled and pressed a kiss to your lips. “Geez scared me, baby. Didn’t see you come in,” He giggled, eyes crinkling up. “Mhm, woke up from a nap to be met with an empty house,” You pouted , leaning your chin on his shoulder. “Sorry, darling. Had a song idea, and needed to get in here.” He chuckled, still patting Haneul’s back. Smiling you nodded, nuzzling into him. “Speaking of naps, is our baby girl asleep?” You asked, leaning down to press a soft kiss to the top of her head. Looking down to where she lay on his chest, Chan nodded. “Think so, oh she’s so cute.” He cooed, seeing his baby asleep on his chest.

You, too, have fallen asleep in the studio . Whether it was on his lap, on the small couch or in your chair. You looked at Haneul and smiled. “She reminds me of when you fall asleep in here,” he chuckled. “Your lips all pouty and your cheek squished against the couch or chair or my chest,” he cooed at you, pinching your cheek. “Yah, don’t blame me.It’s so cozy in here, smells like you and is so warm, plus you take so long.” You giggled, sticking your tongue out at him. Shaking his head, he booped your nose. “That’s how I feel about being in your arms, so warm and cozy and you smell so good, darling.” He smiled, pecking your lips before adjusting a now sleeping Haneul. “She’s so precious. Aw, look at her little cheeks,” you cooed, finger softly running over her cheek, her hand gripping Chan’s shirt. “She is, just like her mummy.” Cha smiled at you, saving the file to his computer , and turning to you.

“Do you think she’ll be a producer in the future, darling?”

Playfully, flicking his forehead you sighed. “No, I will not have my baby doll losing hair at the age of 25,” You pressed him. Pouting, he cuddled Haneul closer to him,”mummy is so mean, mentioning my hair, doll.” He whined, cuddling her to his chest. Giggling, you pinched his cheek. “I still love you, though, even if you are losing hair, Channie.”

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offbrandkyoya · 7 months ago

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“There goes Milk-chan!” Hinata sings, pointing at the person walking down the halls. Kageyama takes a breath. “Okay.” He doesn’t move. Hinata pokes at his side. “Cmon go! Don’t you want free meat buns?” “Shut up.”

Kageyama gulps and gathers his courage to walk up to them. He picks up the pace when he sees they’re about to enter their classroom. Well, the classroom he thinks is theirs.

He wants to shout for them, but he still doesn’t know their name. Kageyama speeds up and slams his hand on the wall, catching their attention as they’re not face-to-face. Kageyama blushes. “Can I talk to you?” They smile wide. “Sure. What is it?”

“Um, I just wanted to say...” His face is burning hot, and he scratches his neck with nerves. “I wanted you to hear it from me that...” He closes his eyes. “I had a good time yesterday.” He opens one eye to see their expression. Milk Chan would smile even more if that were possible. “I feel the same.” “Really?” “Mhm!”

Kageyama smiles too. “So, do you want to hang out again some time?” They nod, fiddling with their shirt. “Yes. I’d love to hang out with you again.” Kageyama rubs his arm. “But…” “But?” His eyes dart to the side. “But not as study time. More like…us…going out." His heartbeat speeds up, and he panics. Kageyama looks at them anxiously.

“As friends! Going out as friends!” His crush laughs. “I understand. You don’t have to be so nervous around me all the time, Kageyama. I won’t bite.” They patted his shoulder. “No wonder you and Yachi are friends.” He blinks. ‘Yachi? The other manager, right?’

His crush lets go. “When do you want to go out?” He opens his mouth but stops. He wanted it to be today, but practice was going to be a bit longer than usual. He’s not sure if it’ll be the same tomorrow. “I don’t know.” “That’s okay. Think about it and let me know.” They wave and enter the classroom.

Kageyama sighs but smiles again. Technically, it’s a date, but he made a fool of himself by saying it wasn't. Either way, he wanted to spend time with them today. A lightbulb appears on top of his head. Milk Chan walks out of the classroom, and Kageyama quickly calls out to them.

“Milk-I mean-Hey!” They stop and turn their heads toward him. “Hm?” Blush rises on his face. “Is it okay if you walk with me when I head to practice?” They smile and nod. “I’d like that.” Kageyama smiles and says, “Okay.” Milk Chan continues to walk away, and Kageyamas feels he’s deeper in the love hole.

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jinnie-ret · 1 year ago

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Heyyyyy could you do a hyunjin x twin sister reader where hyunjin plans a suprise for her (which is introducing her the members cause why not and he thought that she doesn't really listen to kpop much because he knew she would focus more on studies then that) but he finds out by seeing you try to sing one of there songs. Sorry if this is too long lol and if it makes zero sense

2hwang

stray kids x reader (platonic)

genre: fluff

content warnings: none

word count: 1k

summary: hyunjin's twin sister finally meets skz, and much to his surprise, she's a big fan.

I hope you enjoy! I might have gone a little off topic from what you requested but it still has all those ideas! :)

If enjoyed please like, reblog or comment! And if you want to be added to the taglist then let me know!

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"Keep up!" Hyunjin teased his twin sister Y/N as they raced up the stairs in the apartment block.

"What, is, wrong, with, you?" Y/N huffed as she trailed behind, only a few steps of course but that didn't mean she'd give up.

"There is nothing wrong with wanting my sister to see where I live!" Hyunjin raises a brow whilst stood hunched over, catching his breath as the palms of his hands rested on his knees.

"Not with that, you idiot! I swear there wasn't a sign saying the lift was broken..." Y/N trailed off.

"Oh that's because there wasn't," Hyunjin shrugged like it was nothing.

"Today will be the day you die, Hwang Hyunjin," Y/N dramatically stormed up to him, yet all possible intimidation was lost when she tripped over the last step.

"Woah! Hahaha," Hyunjin helped her balance herself as he caught her by the arms, and then immediately recoiled. "Ew you're so sweaty. And plus you can't kill me before I see your reaction, Hwang Y/N," he smirked, unlocking the door and opening it.

"See my reaction to what? Your art? I already know you're a hopeless romantic, what else could there be to- oh..." Y/N rambled back before standing still in her tracks at the sight of all the members of Stray Kids sat around on the sofas.

"Surprise!" Hyunjin imitated Lee Know's iconic moment, just without the party blower this time.

"H-hi..." Y/N quietly said, and automatically it was assumed by her twin brother that it was because she didn't know who they were.

In fact, it was the complete opposite.

The boys greeted Y/N with polite bows and greetings, before they all sat down and got comfortable.

"You remind me of someone..." Changbin thought, stroking his chin as if he had the wise beard of a wizard.

"It's probably Hyunjin," Seungmin rolled his eyes, jokingly crying out in pain when Changbin shoved him away.

"Yah you pabo! Of course he doesn't mean that!" Han exclaims.

"Seungmin is just teasing, Hannie," Chan facepalmed, whilst Lee Know, Felix, Jeongin and the twins merely observed from the other sofa.

"Are they always like this?" Y/N whispered to herself, yet Jeongin heard.

"Yes they are, noona... can I call you that?" Jeongin shyly asked.

Y/N's eyes widened.

"What's the matter?" Felix asked curiously.

"Oh nothing haha... but um, yes," she awkwardly answered.

"Hmm you two are very similar," Lee Know observed keenly.

"Ew don't compare me to her!" Hyunjin scrunched his nose and side eyed Y/N.

"There it is haha, the same flustered antics," Lee Know clapped his hands.

"Oh I totally see it," Felix nodded along.

"I don't get flustered!" Hyunjin folded his arms and huffed.

"You just did," Y/N shoved Hyunjin, smirking much like he did to her earlier.

"Yah!" Hyunjin pounced.

"Children! Don't fight!" Chan shouted above all the ruckus that had unfolded in simply ten minutes since the Hwang twins entered the apartment.

"Yes dad," they both rolled their eyes in sync and folded their arms.

"Woah, creepy," Jeongin shuddered, causing Y/N to fondly smile.

"Ah! I got it!" Changbin suddenly clapped his hands.

"Indulge me," Y/N smiled lightly as she sat back down.

"You look like Yeji!" Changbin smirked proudly.

"Oh from ITZY?!" Y/N beamed, excited at the comparison.

"How do you know ITZY?" Hyunjin gasped, shocked at his sister's sudden knowledge, assuming that she swerved away from KPOP all because of one time she stated she wasn't really listening to it anymore.

Which by the way lasted for like 2 hours, Y/N just couldn't find a song she wanted to listen to in that moment and ever since, Hyunjin thought that still applied to this day.

There's a reason he's in Paboracha.

"I love KPOP! Duh!" Y/N facepalmed, looking at Hyunjin with an incredulous look after.

"Hyunjinnie, did you lie to us?" Lee Know also turned to the younger twin, a glare taking over his features. Of course, he didn't really mean it.

"You said you didn't listen to it anymore!" Hyunjin defended himself, holding his hands up.

"Why else do you think that I was so awkward when I came here, Jinnie?" Y/N shyly admitted.

"Oh... Oh!!!" Hyunjin suddenly got excited.

"Oh no..." Y/N sighed.

"Why oh no?" Han laughed at the expression on Y/N's face, one he had often seen painted on Hyunjin's too but because of something he did.

"He's up to something," Seungmin chuckled lightly at Hyunjin's excited expression.

"Y/Nnieeeee, sing our song!" Hyunjin proposed the idea that had gotten him so excited.

"No way! That's so embarassing," Y/N turned away from her brother and hid her face.

"We won't judge you noona," Jeongin tried to reassure her, making her heart burst.

"Ah Jeongin you're too cute!" she let her inner fangirl out and squealed.

"Oh no, she really is like hyung," Jeongin's eyes comically widened as he referred to Hyunjin's obsession with him.

"Come on, Y/N, Hyunjin has told us you like writing, the talent must run in your family, just a little bit of singing?" Chan did his best to convince her and it worked.

"Ok, fine, fine," Y/N scratched the back of her neck wondering what.to sing before she couldn't help but fall into a fit of giggles.

"Come on, don't leave us in suspense!" Felix exclaimed, unable to hide his growing smile from her infectious giggles, ones that mirrored Hyunjin's but more high pitched and slightly quieter.

"Hoodie hoodie negan shim toga ji boogie boogie iepon kogo dance groovy groovy," Y/N perfectly imitated Hyunjin's viral part that had made it into many memes. This of course caused everyone to burst out into laughter.

"Wow she really is a true fan!" Lee Know applauded her approvingly.

"She's better than Jinnie," Changbin smirked.

"It's true," Y/N nodded, ignoring Hyunjin's shrieks in protest.

"Remember who was here first!" Hyunjin shouted emotionally, like he was part of some sort of kdrama. And ever since then, with Y/N being able to join in on their teasing, it was like she knew them from the start.

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mingtinys · 1 year ago

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Spiced Caramel and Rosemary

pairing : jeon wonwoo x gn!reader

fluff , humor , mutual pining , coffee shop !au , college!au , meet cute

warnings : language

word count : 2.7 k

requested ? no

a/n : i can't ever write oneshots in moderation. it's always 3k full standing fics. n e ways, dk best hype and wing man !!

Wonwoo has a routine. And while he doesn't consider himself to be a particularly rigid person, he doesn't often like to stray from it.

He isn't opposed to trying new things– the occasional night out with Seungcheol, karaoke at a bar downtown with Seungkwan, a new game with Chan; but he does find comfort in having a set schedule. Especially during weekdays. Wake up around nine. Go to classes until one. Grab lunch. Work out. And the most important part, be settled down with his laptop, textbooks, and notes by three, locked away in his favorite coffee shop with a subpar dark caramel cold brew in hand. Sure, it's not an award-winning cup-of-Joe by any means, but Wonwoo's always been a tad sentimental and considers the small shop his own little haven.

So, understandably, he's a bit irked when Seokmin flat-out refuses to negotiate on a study spot. Suggesting his own favorite shop a bit further from campus to work on their project. No matter how much Wonwoo vouches for his regular shop, Seokmin won't be deterred, insisting it's the only place he can actually focus at.

Ultimately, Wonwoo decides a little disruption to his routine is worth it if it'll provoke his normally restless partner into being studious for an hour or two.

"I promise, you're gonna love it!" He boasts. Wonwoo just hums in response.

It's no wonder he's never tried Seokmin's favorite spot, much less heard of it. The shop, known as "Local Brew," is tucked away in one of the many alleys in the maze that is the outskirts of campus. Unnoticeable unless you're already looking for it.

The outside is... definitely charming. Chipped brick overrun by moss and the occasional piece of chewed gum frame the glass entrance. The windows of which are scribbled over in neat, pretty writing. Vibrant pinks and yellows showcasing low prices, catchy promotions, and flowery doodles. Seokmin plows right through, sounding the ring of a bell.

A honeyed voice greets him immediately. "Seokmin! It's nice to see you again. Should I get the usual started?"

Wonwoo knows that voice. And subsequently, Wonwoo knows this is the point in which he is, for lack of a better word, absolutely and irrevocably fucked.

Seokmin however, marches on, blissfully unaware of how his friend's heart is in desperate need of some jumper cables. "Yes please, oh, and extra sweet!"

"You're gonna rot your teeth out one of these days, but you got it."

"You're the best," he sings.

"I see you brought a friend this time. What can I– Wonwoo?"

Wonwoo knows it's his turn to speak. But his lips can only form shapes of empty words, like a fish out of water gasping for air. He tries shaking his head, hoping the action will knock a brain cell or two together so he can form a sentence that isn't wholly embarrassing. Though the effects are like that of an Etch A Sketch and he turns up empty-headed again.

He clears his throat and pushes his glasses up the bridge of his nose, more of a nervous habit than an adjustment, and wings it. "Hi, Y/N, it's um, been a while."

It has in fact been two hours. Probably less.

Wonwoo's internally punching the walls right now. It's been a while? Is he serious? He literally saw you in class earlier. Honesty, could he sound more idiotic?

Your brow furrows and Wonwoo's just about to make a mad dash for the exit until your features soften and a grin tugs at the corners of your lips. "Yeah, I guess you could say so. Dr. Kang's class sure makes it feel that way, huh?"

Wonwoo forgets he's supposed to respond again, and the awkward stretch of silence that results is insufferable at best. He rushes out his next sentence. "I didn't know you worked here."

You happily nod. "Every Tuesday and Thursday. Sometimes weekends."

"I only come when Y/N's working," Seokmin reminds everyone of his presence. "They make the best coffee."

You visibly blush at that, "Ah, stop that. Seokmins easy to please, as long as it's sweet he's not too picky. I'd take his word with a grain of salt." Another pause. It's truly a wonder how Wonwoo manages to stay at the top of his class yet struggles to uphold a perfectly mundane conversation. He's stuck just marveling at you, cute and clad in your brown barista apron.

"So," you drawl out. "Were you looking to order anything?"

Right. He's at a coffee shop. He should order coffee. Wonwoo's eyes dart to the menu above your head, relieved he has an excuse to do something other than stand there like a deer in headlights.

"Sorry, it's his first time here." Seokmin whispers. Wonwoo is pretty sure he wasn't supposed to hear it, but his friend has never been great with subtlety.

"No worries, if you have any questions feel free to ask."

Why do you have to be so... radiant? Sweet. Patient. Kind. You. Geez, Wonwoo is down. Bad. Has been since the first day of class when you asked to borrow a pen. Even more so the second day when you took the empty seat next to him to return the utensil and never bothered getting up.

He nearly died when you asked for his number the following week. Claiming you'd need at least one friend in class to get through an entire semester of high-level calculus. Wonwoo isn't used to receiving the amount of attention you've invested in him. Usually, he finds a seat on the aisle and keeps to himself for the few classes he doesn't share with a friend. But you seemed to have no problem claiming him as your "calculus buddy" as you liked to call it, despite the multitude of empty seats you had to choose from.

And as much as Wonwoo doesn't want to be the fool that falls in love with the first person to show the slightest interest in him, he can't help but get a little giddy on the days he has calculus. The odds are stacked against him when it comes to his feelings for you. It's been two months since you asked for that pen, yet he still finds your presence warmer than the sun itself.

Though, at least he knows when he'll see you for class and can mentally prepare himself to not say something completely and utterly embarrassing for the hour you're next to him. But he's never considered the possibility of running into you beyond the walls of the mathematics building. So you can imagine the inner turmoil in his brain as he tries to formulate a way to get through this interaction with his ego unscathed.

"Uh, Wonwoo, you're holding up the line, buddy." Seokmin nudges him.

The line in question is just an elderly couple who seem like they couldn't care less about the wait. Rather caught up in surveying the pastry selection.

"Just get whatever you do at that other place," Seokmin suggests. Which is a genius idea, except another quick scan of the menu reveals you don't offer it.

Wonwoo looks to his friend pleadingly, "What did you get?"

Luckily, Seokmin is as perceptive today as he is sociable and extends Wonwoo a lifeline. "Why don't you just surprise him?" He says, which seems to pique your interest. "You can trust Y/N, that's how I found my favorite drink here!"

"I can do that!" Wonwoo isn't one for surprises. Though the excitement that’s radiating from your person at the proposition has Wonwoo agreeing instantly. "Any allergies or preferences?"

"No, just nothing too sweet, iced if you can."

You nod and scribble something down on a clear cup.

Seokmin pays, and Wonwoo couldn't be happier to hide away in a booth in the furthest corner of the room. He lets his head fall into his hands, propped up on the table by his elbows. That couldn't have gone any worse. Wonwoo groans as someone shuffles into the seat across from him. He peeks through his fingers at who it is.

Seokmin's chin is rested in his palms, elbows propping him up all the way across the table to lean in way too close to Wonwoo. Judging by the wide, knowing grin on Seokmin's face, there's no escaping his friend's inevitable prying curiosity.

"Sooo... how do you know, Y/N?"

"We have calculus together," Wonwoo says shortly, hoping to curve Seokmin off the topic. It doesn't work, of course.

"I see, I see," his friend nods, pauses, then says, "And how long have you had a crush on them?"

The blunt question sends Wonwoo sputtering, drawing the attention of nearby patrons as he slaps his chest, trying to regain his composure and lung capacity. He mutters out apologies with pink-tinged cheeks to the surrounding tables. Clearing his throat once more, Wonwoo glares back at his instigator, who's wiggling his eyebrows, a little too happy with himself.

"That long, huh?"

"I'm never coming back here with you."

"Oh come on," Seokmin whines. "It wasn't that bad."

"I'm writing my Will tonight. You'll never see or hear from me again. I'm going to live in the woods far, far, away from any life on earth. Become a hermit and– what?" Wonwoo deadpans, giving his friend an incredulous look upon noticing his expression of wild bewilderment.

"Nothing," Seokmin put up his hands in surrender. "It's just weird seeing you like this. I mean, I've never seen your brain actually malfunction like that before. Like, you really—"

"I'm leaving."

"—Okay, okay, sorry." He grins sheepishly. "You're really worked up over them, huh? It's endearing. I feel like I've seen a new side to you Wonny!"

Wonwoo just sighs, giving up completely on trying to stop his friend's teasing. It's better if he just endures it until he eventually moves on to another topic.

"So, how do you plan on asking them out?"

"I'm not."

"What!?" Seokmin loudly exclaims, and Wonwoo shushes him as all attention falls on their table once more. He speaks again, though this time in a whisper. "Why not?"

Wonwoo shrugs, "I dunno, they're just so lively and outgoing and confident. I doubt I'm even their type." It's not that Wonwoo lacks any or all confidence in his character. Contrary to what others may think, he's quite content with himself. Hasn't ever felt a need to alter his personality or conform to those around him for the sake of making friends.

But people like you should really be with... well... people like you. Like Seokmin or Mingyu or hell, even Joshua.

It's Seokmin's turn to glare at Wonwoo now. "Wonwoo, my friend, my buddy, my pal. I say this to you with unwavering, trustworthy, unbiased—" Wonwoo doubts that "—factual, one hundred percent, certainty. You are like, the perfect boyfriend."

Wonwoo scrunches his face up at that.

"I'm serious!" Seokmin slaps his hands down on the wooden table, making it rattle, and starts listing off traits with his fingers. "Wonwoo, listen, your boyfriend-ability potential is through the roof. You're smart, built, super attentive, have great bone structure, and you've got that shy, quiet, mysterious, gamer-guy charm to you. People really dig that nowadays."

Wonwoo chews at his lip. As over-the-top and exaggerated as his friend's dazzling reviews of his supposed "boyfriend-ability" may be, it really does wonders to boost the morale. It has Wonwoo's confidence soaring, a newfound determination burning in his chest. Maybe he will ask you out.

Until the air around their table shifts and a fluttering presence eclipses any short-lived ambition.

"Sorry for the wait," You're smiling down at Wonwoo, two plastic cups in hand. "It took a while to figure out what you might like. But then I remembered you usually have something with caramel every time you come to class. Though if you hate it I'm more than happy to remake something for you!"

You're blushing madly, but all Wonwoo can focus on is the fact you pay him enough attention from day to day to know the contents of his coffee order.

You set the cup down in front of him, then hand Seokmin his. "I hope you enjoy!"

Wonwoo's useless brain fails him once more. "You too."

You're off and back behind the counter before Wonwoo registers his mistake. That's like strike twelve for him at this point.

"Ah, young love." Seokmin interrupts Wonwoo's sulking, biting down on his straw with the corner of his mouth.

"Shut up."

Wonwoo picks up his cup and examines its contents. It's noticeably darker and thinner than Seokmin's, but he still can't really tell what exactly it is. However, you'd think the coffee was brewed with holy water and magic fairytale beans by the way Seokmins already sucked down half of his.

Wonwoo rotates the cup, squinting at the scribbles of black sharpie on the side. Dark roast, spiced caramel, rosemary, oat milk.

"Rosemary?" He reads, shooting a look at his friend who stops slurping on his own to shrug. "That's an odd flavor."

"I've learned not to question Y/N's expertise long ago, they know what you like even if you don't. It's sort of creepy." He visibly shudders.

"What's yours?"

"Dark chocolate, cherry, vanilla, and whole milk, extra sweet."

"Fruit? In coffee? That doesn't sound like it'd be good." Wonwoo frowns, suddenly doubting the efficacy of his own beverage.

"Shall I go tell Y/N you think they're a terrible barista then?"

"No!" Wonwoo answers a little too quickly and a little too loud. He clears his throat. "—I mean, no, no it's fine. I'm merely saying it's unique, is all."

Seokmin places his hand over Wonwoo's wrist and physically shoves the cup toward his lips, causing the straw to jab into his skin. "Ow!" He complains, swatting at his arm.

"Oh my God, just drink it. I promise it'll be better than whatever boring, run-of-the-mill, bean-water, you get from that other place."

Wonwoo frowns and grumbles, "It's not boring." But he knows that's far true.

Hesitantly, he takes a sip. The spiced caramel hits his tongue first. It's a warm flavor, a pleasant contrast to the drink itself being cold. Then the rosemary edges in with a strong, yet not too overpowering taste. The oat milk blends everything together smoothly and leaves a nice aftertaste.

"Wow," the word slips out. Wonwoo pulls the drink back to examine it again, eyes wide. It's easily the best thing he's ever tasted, far better than, as Seokmin put it, his usual run-of-the-mill order. Wonwoo can't even fathom how your mind came up with a drink so addicting. If God is real, then Wonwoo's positive they have a dazzling smile and work at Seokmin's favorite coffee shop.

"Good, right?" Seokmin grins.

"Amazing."

"You know, if you asked Y/N out they'd probably make your coffee any time you asked~"

That's a pretty convincing argument.

Wonwoo likes his routine. And he's quite fond of his regular coffee shop, so he still frequents there to study.

Except for Tuesdays and Thursdays.

And sometimes weekends.

"Hi, Wonwoo," you greet with your usual bright smile. "Same as usual?"

"Yes, please." He matches your smile, having finally recovered from the catastrophe that was his first visit. Ever since Seokmin let it slip how you'd been gushing about Wonwoo to him ever since you discovered they were friends, he's been feeling a little more confident.

"You know, if you ever want to try something new, I won't be offended." You narrow your eyes at him. But Wonwoo just shakes his head at you, chuckling.

"Eh, I try not to stray from what I already know too much."

"Oh, so that's why you haven't gotten rid of me as your calculus buddy yet." You quip.

"Among other reasons." He shrugs, lips pulling back into a toothy grin. Wonwoo fishes into his back pocket, pulling out his wallet to thumb through his cards.

"It's okay, it's on the house today."

Wonwoo looks up, brows furrowed. "Are you sure?"

"Yeah! I always give my favorite customers free coffee on Sundays." By the way your eyes quickly dart back at your other coworkers, Wonwoo doubts the validity of that.

"Well, I'll have to pay you back somehow."

"Next week's homework would be great!" You grin cheekily.

"Hmm," Wonwoo thinks for a moment, readjusting his glasses. "I would, but I haven't started it yet. Could I offer to take you out instead?"

"I would like that very much."

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shiningwonderland · 6 months ago

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Natsuki Shinomiya (Repeat)

Translator: Raz (Twitter: agnadance)

Proofreader: Nadie (Twitter: nmoniag)

Editor: Aoi (Twitter: AoiTsukihime)

QA: Rei (Twitter: wolfe_raine)

August — One Summer's Affetto

It's now August. Most of my classmates have returned home.

I debated whether or not to go back or not, but I was glad when Shinomiya-san said to me that we should do our best during summer break as well…

I've decided to stay behind and now I'm practicing at the school everyday.

Natsuki Shinomiya: Phew… It's so hot everyday.

Haruka Nanami: I agree, but at least it feels cooler inside the school.

Saotome Gakuen's air conditioning is top notch. It's always mildly air conditioned so it never becomes too hot in the summer.

Natsuki Shinomiya: There are many delicate instruments, so I'm glad that the air conditioning is reliable.

Haruka Nanami: Speaking of instruments… I was thinking about adding a violin in the musical accompaniment…

Haruka Nanami: So… are you willing to play it?

Natsuki Shinomiya: … Me?

Haruka Nanami: Yes. I would love for you to play it, Shinomiya-san��

Natsuki Shinomiya: I… see. If I can be of service, but…

Haruka Nanami: Um… Don't push yourself… I know you have... special circumstances.

Natsuki Shinomiya: No, that's not it…. I just noticed that you went back to calling me Shinomiya-san again…

Haruka Nanami: Ah…

I've called him Natsuki-kun a number of times when I put in the effort, but I naturally slip back to calling him Shinomiya-san.

Natsuki Shinomiya: I know I shouldn't be forcing you to call me that… but I do feel a little lonely.

Select the Phrase!

1)　時間をください。Give me some time. (+5 Love, +5 Music)

Haruka Nanami: Shinomiya-san… You're older and composed, so I have a hard time calling by your first name so casually…

2)　ごめんなさい。I'm sorry. (+0 Love, +0 Music)

Haruka Nanami: Um… I'm not used to it yet, so I end up calling you Shinomiya-san…

3)　努力はしているのですが・・・I'm trying my best, but… (+10 Love, +5 Music)

Haruka Nanami: I can't really get myself to call you that right now… but I want to properly call you by your first name one day. So…

Haruka Nanami: I don't dislike calling you by your first name, it's just… I just feel like a person like me isn't fit to call you like that…

Haruka Nanami: Once I feel more confident, I think I'll be able to call you by your first name, so can you wait for me until then?

Natsuki Shinomiya: Haru-chan… I understand. I'll be waiting…

Shinomiya-san puts both of his hands around my right hand.

Natsuki Shinomiya: You're a far more wonderful girl than you think you are.

Natsuki Shinomiya: I want you to someday be more confident, even if it may take time.

Natsuki Shinomiya: Your hands can make music–they have unlimited potential. Your music can change the world no matter what it could be like.

Natsuki Shinomiya: I understand lacking confidence the most out of anyone else… I was that way too.

Natsuki Shinomiya: … Huh? How strange, I was trying to encourage you, and yet….

Natsuki Shinomiya: I can say the same things I'm telling you, to myself.

Shinomiya-san breaks into a smile and hugs me tightly.

Haruka Nanami: Uh, um…

Shinomiya-san gently lets go of me and looks me in the eyes.

Natsuki Shinomiya: Let's make an entire world, you and I… I will sing the songs you make. If our song is recognized by others, would that give you more confidence?

Haruka Nanami: … Yes.

Natsuki Shinomiya: If that's so, then I need to do my best, too… If you wish, I'll play the violin and the viola in any way you please.

Haruka Nanami: T-thank you. T-then, I'll bring the sheet music. I left them at the dorm…

Natsuki Shinomiya: Okay, see you soon!

I head to the dorms to fetch my sheet music.

When I return to the classroom, Shinomiya-san is sitting on the window sill while gazing forlornly at the scenery outside.

Haruka Nanami: … Shinomiya-san.

Natsuki Shinomiya: …

Haruka Nanami: Shinomiya-san…?

Natsuki Shinomiya: Ah… ahh, I'm so sorry! I was just deep in thought…

Shinomiya-san… Is he scared to play the violin after all?

Haruka Nanami: U-um! I'm sorry, you're still scared about playing, right? Well… we don't have to use this song. I'll return the sheets back to my room.

In a panic, I whip around and try to return to the dorms, but…

Natsuki Shinomiya: Haru-chan, don't go…

Shinomiya-san hugs me from behind.

Natsuki Shinomiya: Don't say such a sad thing… You wrote that music, didn't you?

Haruka Nanami: … Yes.

Natsuki Shinomiya: Your sound… I don't want to miss one note of a melody you've spun to life. I want to feel all of you.

Natsuki Shinomiya: What you have here isn't just music notes lined up next to each other. It's your heart… I refuse to disregard it.

Natsuki Shinomiya: Can you show me your sheet music?

Haruka Nanami: … Okay.

Shinomiya-san looks at my sheet music, smiles, then plays it on the spot for me.

His performance back in April when he was introducing himself sounded lonely…

But now, his sound is kind, warm like a ray of sunshine.

Natsuki Shinomiya: Haru-chan…

Shinomiya-san freezes in place.

Haruka Nanami: U-um… Is it hard to play…?

Natsuki Shinomiya: No, it's wonderful! So much so that I think it's a waste for me to be the only one playing.

Natsuki Shinomiya: Haru-chan… Will you join me?

Haruka Nanami: Join…?

Natsuki Shinomiya: There's a piano.

Haruka Nanami: Ah…

I can play the piano, but…

Haruka Nanami: But I'm not that good… Also, I don't know if I can properly match your performance…

Natsuki Shinomiya: Haru-chan, believe in yourself… Believe in me who chose you.

Natsuki Shinomiya: It'll be okay. You're an angel loved by the gods of music.

Natsuki Shinomiya: Feel me and my music… Go with your feelings and let the piano sing…

Natsuki Shinomiya: That way, we'll surely become one. We can communicate heart to heart.

Haruka Nanami: … I'll try.

Natsuki Shinomiya: Merci, Haru-chan! I'll begin.

Shinomiya-san weaves a melody… Following my heart, I let my fingers dance on the piano keys.

A momentary dream. It was only a couple of seconds, but it felt like an instant that could've been an eternity.

Even without thinking about it, I knew the sound in my heart.

I want to resonate and become one…

A voiceless chorus flows outward from my fingertips and spontaneously weaves itself into a melody.

Natsuki Shinomiya: …

We are like fairies who are music notes dancing on top of the musical staff.

I'm filled with pleasure, happiness, and sorrow…

Tears are about to overflow–this indescribable feeling melts and blends into our sound.

Natsuki Shinomiya: …

Haruka Nanami: …

Once we finish our duet, we gaze at each other and smile.

Shinomiya-san puts his violin back into its case, then puts his hand on mine.

Natsuki Shinomiya: It's been so long since I've felt such exhilaration! Your sound moves me and has gripped onto my heart!

Haruka Nanami: No, not at all… but I wanted the intro to be like this. I… enjoyed myself…

Natsuki Shinomiya: I enjoyed myself as well! It's been so many years since I've had so much fun playing the violin!

Natsuki Shinomiya: You really are my muse. I was about to forget what I hold dear to me, but you helped me remember once more.

Natsuki Shinomiya: I feel like maybe I can take back the past I lost that day as long as I'm with you…

Shinomiya-san… As I thought, something happened in his past…

Maybe that's why his personality changes when he takes off his glasses…

Shinomiya-san, I want to know the real you.

I wonder if you'll show me one day…

Haruka Nanami: Um…

Natsuki Shinomiya: Ah, I'm sorry. I've said something heavy just now.

Natsuki Shinomiya: How about we change our surroundings and practice outside? I made a lunch box! We can eat it under the shade of the trees.

Select the Phrase!

お弁当・・・ですか？A… lunch box? (+0 Love, +0 Music)

Natsuki Shinomiya: Yes. There's octopus sausages and bunny-eared apples!

Haruka Nanami: That sounds delicious!

Natsuki Shinomiya: I have a favorite spot behind the mountain on the academy grounds where we can eat our lunch.

はい。Okay. (+20 Love, +0 Music)

Haruka Nanami: Practicing outside sounds exciting!

Natsuki Shinomiya: Right? I'll show you my favorite spot. I've told no one else!

あ、いいですね、それ。Oh, that sounds great. (+10 Love, +0 Music)

Haruka Nanami: That sounds very fun!

Natsuki Shinomiya: I'll take you to my favorite spot, but it's a secret between the two of us, hehe!

Shinomiya-san brings me to the forest behind the academy.

A cool breeze wafts through the air of the forest.

Haruka Nanami: Ah…

As I space out while walking, I stumble on a branch.

Luckily, I find myself cradled in Shinomiya-san's arms.

Natsuki Shinomiya: Are you okay? I'm sorry, it must be hard to walk in the forest.

Haruka Nanami: Ah… Sorry, I wasn't being careful.

Natsuki Shinomiya: Should we… hold hands?

Haruka Nanami: Huh?

Natsuki Shinomiya: We can't hold hands at a party, but I can escort you to the forest amphitheater.

Haruka Nanami: … T-thank you.

Shinomiya-san holds my hand as we walk through the forest.

Natsuki Shinomiya: We're here. Welcome to the forest amphitheater…!

The place Shinomiya-san has showed me is a spot where small animals come to rest among the rays of sunshine.

The small birds fly about as the squirrels and rabbits frolic among the pools of light.

Haruka Nanami: Wow! What a wonderful place… I didn't know there was a place like this!

Natsuki Shinomiya: Hehe! This is the secret flower garden… I often come here and talk to everyone.

One little bird flutters towards Shinomiya-san.

It flies around him and twitters as if it's talking to him.

Natsuki Shinomiya: Hehe, how do you do, little bird? What? You want to hear that song? Sure, I'll play it for you.

Shinomiya-san strokes the bird's head on his shoulder, grins, then starts playing his viola.

The animals of the forest gather around him, attracted by his performance.

… Unbelievable.

Truly wonderful performances not only enrapture people but animals as well.

The moment the song finishes, the animals crowd around him.

Natsuki Shinomiya: Hehe, everyone's been doing well, I see…!

He strokes the small animals' heads and necks as he talks to them. They all seem to be comfortable around him.

A cat walks up to him.

Haruka Nanami: Ah, Kuppuru…! Come here…

Natsuki Shinomiya: Is that kitty's name Kuppuru-chan? I've never seen him before. Is he your cat?

Haruka Nanami: Umm, I saved him once and ever since then, he's been attached to me. I've been secretly keeping him in my dorm room.

Natsuki Shinomiya: Hehe, that's against the rules.

Haruka Nanami: I'm sorry.

Natsuki Shinomiya: If you call me by my first name, I won't tell anyone.

Haruka Nanami: Uh…

Natsuki Shinomiya: Hehe, I'm kidding… There's no rush.

Haruka Nanami: I'm sorry.

Natsuki Shinomiya: That's no good, isn't it. I've been causing you so much trouble lately.

Haruka Nanami: Not at all…

Natsuki Shinomiya: No, I've been pushing your boundaries, and you're such a nice person… I've been asking too much of you without realizing it.

Haruka Nanami: You're always so nice to me… You're not asking too much at all.

Natsuki Shinomiya: If you say it like that, I'll start wanting to push you even more.

Natsuki Shinomiya: You're like an untouched canvas, completely open to me dotting it with foolish words.

Natsuki Shinomiya: You always respond to me so honestly, which makes me want to see more of your expressions.

Natsuki Shinomiya: But if I do that, I'll end up causing you too much trouble.

Natsuki Shinomiya: I know I need to push down these feelings…

Natsuki Shinomiya: Even so, there are times I can't keep them in. For example, like this…

Shinomiya-san takes my hand and pulls me towards him.

He gives me not a light hug–it's a firm, deep embrace.

Natsuki Shinomiya: I want to feel you forever, just like this…

His soft whisper is not his usual kind tone of voice. There's a tinge of sadness mixed in it.

My heart skips a beat at Shinomiya-san's uncharacteristically serious attitude.

He has his childish, innocent expression. Now he has a mature expression.

They're both a part of him… yet why is my heart beating so fast?

Haruka Nanami: Um, uhh…

Natsuki Shinomiya: See, I'm already making you nervous.

Shinomiya-san chuckles.

Natsuki Shinomiya: But now… you're within my arms, and that makes me happier than anything else.

Natsuki Shinomiya: Feeling your warmth, I get caught up in this illusion that it's not just your heartbeat, but the beat of your soul that I get to touch.

Haruka Nanami: Umm, this is very embarrassing… But… I'm not hating it…

Hearing that, Shinomiya-san releases his hold on me.

Natsuki Shinomiya: If you say something like that, it's going to be hard to keep myself from teasing you even more.

Natsuki Shinomiya: It’s no good, I need to hold myself back… Shall we change the mood and start eating lunch?

He grins.

Haruka Nanami: … Okay.

It's the usual Shinomiya-san and his kind, soft smile…

This makes me think there's a different side to him besides when he doesn't have his glasses on…

There are times when his atmosphere is so different that I become confused.

Natsuki Shinomiya: Come, Haru-chan. Sit here…

Shinomiya-san spreads a large handkerchief on the ground and gestures to me to sit on it.

He takes out a lunch box in one smooth motion.

If I recall correctly, the cookies he brought for his self-introduction were not very tasty–in fact, their flavor was beyond anyone could ever imagine.

I briefly shudder at the memory.

The lunch box is decorated with cute illustrations of small birds. The usual fillings karaage chicken and tamagoyaki–rolled omelets–are packed inside of it.

I know Shinomiya-san isn't that great at cooking, but…

It looks quite nice, so I'm sure he must've improved his cooking skills.

Natsuki Shinomiya: Here, have a bite.

Select the Phrase!

いただきます。I'll have a bite. (+10 Love, +5 Music)

Natsuki Shinomiya: Okay, open up!

He holds out a karaage for me.

Haruka Nanami: Uhh…?

Should I open my mouth? I guess I should…

I'm a little embarrassed, but I open my mouth and chomp down on the karaage.

Natsuki Shinomiya: I've always wanted to do something like this. I feel like I'm a mother swallow feeding her chick.

あ・・・はい。Ah, okay. (+10 Love, +0 Music)

Haruka Nanami: I'll have a bite.

I eat a bite of a tamagoyaki.

だ、大丈夫ですか？I-is it okay? (+0 Love, +0 Music)

Natsuki Shinomiya: Of course it's okay! I made enough for two.

No… That's not what I meant… But I can't outright ask him about the taste…

I steel myself and eat an octopus-shaped sausage.

…!

Haruka Nanami: Erk…

T-this is…! This is beyond mere flavor… My consciousness… is fading…

I have no idea how long I've been out. When I wake up, I find myself lying down with my head resting on Shinomiya-san's knees.

Natsuki Shinomiya: … Phew, thank goodness, you've woken up!

Haruka Nanami: Ah… Yes. I'm sorry.

I try to raise myself up.

Natsuki Shinomiya: Don't strain yourself. Rest a little longer…

I comply.

Shinomiya-san gently strokes my hair. I feel sheepish… but it's kind of soothing.

Natsuki Shinomiya: Haru-chan, you've been working too hard… You must've had a bout of anemia.

Natsuki Shinomiya: My apologies, I should've been more mindful…

Haruka Nanami: Huh? … Ah, umm…

Shinomiya-san… Does he think the reason why I fainted was not because of his food, but because of anemia?

If that's so… then I shouldn't tell him the truth. I'll go with anemia.

Natsuki Shinomiya: If you're in any kind of pain, please don't hesitate to tell me. We're partners, after all.

Haruka Nanami: … Okay.

Select the Phrase!

あの、さっきの料理なんですけど。About the cooking earlier…(+0 Love, +0 Music)

Natsuki Shinomiya: It's fine, I saved a portion for you. Do you want to eat it now?

Haruka Nanami: No… not yet…

I think about telling him, but I'll just keep it to myself for now.

ありがとうございます。Thank you. (+20 Love, +0 Music)

Haruka Nanami: I'll make sure to depend on you more.

Natsuki Shinomiya: Yes, you can depend on me. I feel like I can make more delicious cooking if you did that!

Natsuki Shinomiya: My liver and spinach shortcake is delicious! It can cure anemia!

Haruka Nanami: I… see. Maybe if I ever had the opportunity…

I say that, but I couldn't bring myself to finish my sentence with, "I'll eat it."

これからはちゃんと言います。I'll tell you from now on. (+10 Love, +5 Music)

Natsuki Shinomiya: Yes, please do. I never want to see your smile as beautiful as a delicate wild rose to darken…

Natsuki Shinomiya: It's getting dark, so we should go back to school. You can ride on my back.

Shinomiya-san turns his back towards me.

Haruka Nanami: No… I can't do that. I'm okay…

Natsuki Shinomiya: I can't make you walk when you've fainted earlier. Am I not dependable enough?

Haruka Nanami: No, no. That's not it… Umm… Okay, I'll do it.

Natsuki Shinomiya: Okay!

I let Shinomiya-san carry me on his back.

Night falls as he walks through the woods, revealing the moon and a brilliant star.

Natsuki Shinomiya: Ah, a star… The first star of the evening.

Haruka Nanami: Ah… It is…!

Natsuki Shinomiya: Do you like stars?

Select the Phrase!

はいっ！ Yes! (+10 Love, +10 Music)

Haruka Nanami: When I unravel the lore behind the constellations, it inspires music in my soul.

Haruka Nanami: I'm a real big fan of the moon, the stars, and constellations!

銀河って・・・ The galaxy… (+10 Love, +0 Music)

Haruka Nanami: It's so romantic… I bubble over with excitement when I see the starry sky in all its glory!

宇宙は・・・ Space… (+0 Love, +10 Music)

Haruka Nanami: I'm interested in it because it's mysterious and enigmatic.

Haruka Nanami: It gives me such delight just watching the stars above. They're wonderful!

Natsuki Shinomiya: Hehe! When I was a young boy, I saw the most beautiful stars one night!

Natsuki Shinomiya: I got to visit the beach with my parents in the south, and the starry sky and moon were shining bright.

Natsuki Shinomiya: People tend to shed tears when they see something truly stunning.

Natsuki Shinomiya: That was the first time I was so moved. The Southern Cross was shining bright and left an impression on me…

Natsuki Shinomiya: When I returned to Japan, I tried my best searching for that same starry sky, but I couldn't find it.

Natsuki Shinomiya: My parents said it's a constellation you can't see in the Northern Hemisphere and I was disheartened.

Natsuki Shinomiya: Stars are unreachable, but when I look up at them, they shine down on me.

Natsuki Shinomiya: Still, I wasn't even able to gaze upon them. I yearned for them, and yet they became even further out of reach…

Natsuki Shinomiya: But… It's not like I can't go see them again. I can always just go back.

Natsuki Shinomiya: When I decide to visit again, will you go with me?

Natsuki Shinomiya: If I were to take the Southern Cross out of the night sky and put it into a necklace, I'm sure it would look beautiful on you.

Haruka Nanami: I… would like to see that starry sky too.

Natsuki Shinomiya: Hehe, then if I were to debut, let's go there on our first vacation.

It sounds like a dream, but sounds like a possible future if we were to try.

Shinomiya-san carries me as we head back to the dorms.

Shinomiya-san's back is much more built than I imagined. He feels more like a man than ever before.

Haruka Nanami: … You're warm.

Natsuki Shinomiya: Hehe, it's my pleasure.

Haruka Nanami: Eh…? Ah, I… said that out loud? S-sorry.

Natsuki Shinomiya: Why are you apologizing? I'm so happy! I would like to be like this forever.

Haruka Nanami: N-no, um… I'm heavy… so…

Natsuki Shinomiya: Of course not. You're as light as a little bird.

Haruka Nanami: … A little bird? That can't be true…

Natsuki Shinomiya: Hehe, but it is, my sweet bird…

Shinomiya-san keeps teasing me all the way back to the dorms.

MINI GAME

Ringo Tsukimiya: Today, I'm going to have you play a more difficult performance, but it'll be okay. I'll teach you!

Ringo Tsukimiya: Hehe, I'm a pro after all! I'm pretty skilled!

Ringo Tsukimiya: Even if the song is the same, you can change its feeling by your performance. Learn more and polish it up.

Ringo Tsukimiya: Anyway, music start!

RANK S

Natsuki Shinomiya: Wow, amazing! Let's do our best and make our dreams come true!

Haruka Nanami: Yes!

Shinomiya-san… He listened to my performance! I'm glad I did well.

Chapter End

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twilightmalachite · 16 days ago

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Final Ceremony - Chapter 5

Characters: Esu, Kanna, Yume, Raika

Translator: Mika Enstars

Proofreader: 310mc

❗️ This chapter was voice-acted live at the 4piece Final Ceremony Live Event! You can listen as you read along!

"Ooh, that’s Kanna for you…! If there’s no god, then there’s no buddha either!"

[Read on my blog for the best viewing experience with Oi~ssu ♪]

Season: Summer

Location: Dance Room

And then, a few days later…

Esu: It’s I, the man appointed to be leader of Esupuri, Sagiri Esu… Stage name, Esu!!! Yup, exactly the same!

Although, well, I was only appointed because the original candidate for the leader declined and I was runner-up.

And today’s adventure is~? Dun-dundun-daah! ♪

Esu: A blood-drenched training session, in preparation for our upcoming debut live! First, we do our stretches!

Now let the adventure begin! Split your legs and lean forward! And forward! And forward! And forward!

Ow ow ow ow?! I can’t do this, any more and my groin will split in half! Is this a failed adventure~?

Yume: Good morning Esu. *squeeze* ☆

—Loud crack sound

Esu: AgyaaAAAAH?! I don’t think that crack sound was supposed to be heard coming from a human bodyyyYYY!?

Yume: Are you okay, Esu? Yume’s worried.

Esu: Since you think so, then how about you get off of meeEEE?! I’m gonna die at this rate! I’ll be folded in half!

Raika: Sagiri-sama… I mean, Esu-sama.

Uu. Nice-sama told us to call each other by our stage names, but a birdbrain like me’s havin’ trouble gettin’ used to it.

Um, so, Esu-sama… What should I be doin’ for this blood-drenched training session in preparation for our live?

I’ve largely sung on my own, so I don’t quite exactly know what to do…

Esu: (laying in agony)

Kanna: Esu-san does not appear to be capable of response at the moment, so allow me to respond to your questions in his place, Raika-san.

I believe the most important thing is to prioritize improvement of your singing and dancing, the primary objective of a live.

Here is the device that Nice-san has entrusted to us that contains the video of Esupuri’s debut song and its choreography.

I believe the first step for us all is to input this into our heads.

Also, please disregard what Esu-san said about a blood-soaked training session, as such a thing has no logical sense in terms of reaching our goal.

Fatigue and injury can potentially reduce concentration and precision.

Raika: Uh-hee… Thank you so much, Kanna-sama!

Kanna: Not at all.

Esu-san. I would not have stepped in if it had been a question from someone other than Raika-san, so please do not impose this position upon me in the future. It’s a hassle.

Esu: Ooh, that’s Kanna for you…! If there’s no god, then there’s no buddha either![1] Your stare is so cold that my heart could shatter to pieces!

Yume: Then you should only just look at Yume. So here, turn and look at Yume, okay?

Esu: Gyouh?! Can you consider the range of motion humanly possible for a neck?!

Raika: Eheehee~. ♪

Yume: ……

Raika-chan.

Raika: Yes? You need somethin’, Ohana-san? ♪

Yume: That is Yume’s line. You’ve been staring at Yume’s face. What is it?

Raika: Ahh, well ya told Esu-sama he “should only just look at Yume”, Ohana-san, and I thought it’d be a pleasure t’join in too!

Yume: Raika-chan.

Raika: Aye!

Yume: Get lost. Now.

Raika: Huuh?!

Yume: And don’t call Yume “Ohana-san”. Don’t speak at all. Don’t breathe, for that matter.

Raika: So cruel?! Why would you say that?!

Esu: Yume~. You can’t treat Raika-kun so poorly. We’ll be working together as a unit from here on, after all.

Yume: …Well, if Esu says so, then Yume will have to bear with it for now.

Esu: Now keep on bearing with it! Into the future! For the rest of your life!

Yume: ……

Isn’t old man Nice supposed to be coming today? He’s so irresponsible. Even though he said that he’d produce us and our unit.

Esu: Ah! Wow, you just changed the subject when you realized it wasn’t convenient for you, huh?

He was here earlier to set up this dance room. Prepped some songs and stuff for us.

But then he suddenly said, “I’ve got an idea for a nice promotion that’ll take the very world by surprise!”, and left the room with a skip in his step.

Kanna: “An idea for a nice promotion that’ll take the very world by surprise”?

I’m a tad curious what he means by that.

Within this industry, “producing” and “promotion” are defined as the use of various measures in order to increase the value of an objective.

For these methods, the monetary values and theories are generally already established.

However, judging from Nice-san’s behavior, perhaps he has come up with a different method.

If it is a new type of promotion that bases around the combination of subject and stimulus in order to draw in interest from others, then that is quite intriguing.

Raika: ♪~♪~♪~ (spinning in circles on his own, singing)

Yume: This isn’t a practice room. We are within a forest where fairies live. This speaker here is a house for a fairy. Fufu…♪

Kanna: ……

Esu: They both have lost interest..

I’ve told you that not everyone can keep up with your thought circuits! It’s rare for you to be so enthused though, Kanna~!

Esu: Well, point is, NiceP is doing a toooon of thinking for us, you know?

So what’s left for us to do is doing what we gotta!

How about we surprise NiceP by getting this done by the time he comes back? Results are not yet known! That’s what makes it an adventure!!!!

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Esu makes a pun on Kanna’s name here; 神無 (Kanna) is the kanji for “god” (神) and “none” (無) together.

#final ceremony #event #translation #esu sagiri #raika hojo #fuyume hanamura #kanna natsu

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cuiizhu · 9 months ago

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Helios Rising Heroes - Sing in the Darkness 3

Chapter 41:

Nico: The data records…indicate this was taken right after the last time everyone gathered together.

Nico: It was originally wiped alongside the other data, but I’m sure Robin wanted all of us to see it, so I’ll share it here now.

Sage: ……….

Robin [hologram]: [……….]

Bianchi & Jude: ……!

Robin: [Um…… is this recording properly?]

Robin: [Recording yourself feels really weird, doesn’t it….]

Sage: Sensei……

Robin: [Nico, Bianchi, Jude, and Sage. Sorry for not contacting sooner.]

Robin: [This recording will soon be deleted, so if you’re watching this, Nico probably did his best.]

Nico: …….

Robin: [....I guess you’ve probably learned a lot by now? I won’t go into details here, but sorry for surprising you.]

Bianchi & Jude: ……….

Robin: [Among you….Sage. You may have ended up discovering things you didn’t want to know.]

Sage: ……….

Robin: [I should’ve taken that secret to the grave but…. It doesn’t seem likely that will happen, so I don’t think it’s worth hiding anymore.]

Robin: [But, Sage… you have Nico, Bianchi, and Jude, now, right?]

Robin: [I’m sure the three of you will accept Sage, even if you do learn his secret.]

Bianchi: Yes….of course…

Robin: [It’s a little nostalgic to remember three years ago… back then, I was a little worried about what kind of rookies would come in.]

Robin: [I was often told that you were a bunch of lone wolves, and that you couldn’t cooperate, ….. but I think we made a good team.]

Robin: [The four of you were meant to meet….]

Jude: Haha, that’s quite a thing to say.

Robin: [It’s a bit disappointing to think that I won’t be able to see what paths you take or what kind of heroes you become, but….]

Robin: [Even if you all go your separate ways, I believe you’ll all have one home to return to.]

Sage: A home to return to….?

Robin: [Sage. Do you still love New Million and its heroes?]

Robin: [Are you continuing to sparkle, without losing your shine……]

Robin: [The same Sage that I and everyone else love so much…. Please, never change that part of you.]

Robin: [Please remain a home for others to return to.]

Robin: [That will probably become Sage’s place as well.]

Robin: [Even at the very end, I ended up saying something vague again….]

Robin: [But, this isn’t fortune telling. These are the things I truly want to convey…]

Robin: [Nico, Bianchi, Jude, Sage….. the days I spent with you all were the brightest days of my life.]

Robin: [Thank you very much for that momentary joy. More than anyone else, I wish for your happiness—]

[recording ends]

Sage: ……….

Jude: ………

Bianchi: ………

Nico: ………

Jude: Sure left some unusual words at the very end for a sly kitsune bastard.

Bianchi: Robin was a great mentor…..no matter what anyone says.

Nico: Yes. For us, he will always be a good person.

Sage: ……….

Bianchi: Sei-chan. Don’t forget what Robin said.

Bianchi: Please always remain our home.

Nico: The only reason our team, disjointed as it was when rookie training began, ever came together so well was because of Sage.

Nico: Sage connected us.

Bianchi: Yes, that’s definitely true.

Jude: I have no objections either. You’re nowhere near as good as Bianchi, but you’ve left quite an impression on me.

Bianchi: Don’t sound so arrogant. Be grateful for what you've been able to accomplish with this team and these members.

Jude: Haha, thank you, Sage.

Sage: You guys…..

Sage: (That’s right. I’m walking forwards.)

Sage: (Connecting Sensei’s feelings….)

Sage: (Connecting everyone’s feelings….)

Sage: Thank you, guys.

Sage (whispered): Thank you, Sensei…..

Sage: ( —Sensei was my hero, after all.)

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I've had to reread this scene like thrice now for the sake of the translation and I'm STILL crying about it. Thanks Robin. It's my first time taking on a translation project this big. This really isn't my forte; I'm usually just an artist and shitty memer, but to all of you who've stuck around for the full thing, thanks for taking the journey with me. Special thanks to Dajaregambler, Mana, Ida, and other discord friends and tumblr anons for encouraging me, and to my brother for all his help in proofreading and answering my language-related questions. I'll see you all on the next project!

#helios rising heroes #cuitranslates #sing in the darkness #sage skyfall #nico #nico helios #jude ares #bianchi law #robin goodweather

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may-bornmia · 1 year ago

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Clingy Little Baby (series) - Bang Chan

(a/n: THIS HAS BEEN POSTED ON WATTPAD UNDER MY USERNAME may_bornmia !!)

Pairings: Bang Chan x OC (you can picture yourself, whatever makes you comfortable :))

Warnings (for the entirety of the series): littlespace, forthcoming smut, subspace, a HUGE amount of fluff, fast-paced story

CHAPTER 5: Down Bad

The next morning, Chan was hasty in getting ready for college. It was not much of a hassle trying to explain to anyone why he literally gulped down his entire breakfast in one go or why he almost left the apartment shirtless in a hurry -- because he lived alone.

He left early for Ahyoung's place, with her having texted him the address. Yes, he had gotten her number the previous day because they were friends, and friends have each others' numbers. He sat in his car and drove down seven blocks to find her apartment complex, where she lived with her mother.

It was 8:14 AM, and she would be down any minute, he knew, as he sat in his car, waiting for her to show up. And then she did, donning a simple sweater and skirt with a zip-up hoodie left open from the front. But Chan simped nonetheless, taking in her appearance completely and watching as she took small steps to his car.

He jumped out of his seat and walked over to her side of the car, opening the door for her, "Good morning, Ahyoung!"

"Morning, Chan," she smiled, sitting in the car, and he shut her door.

"But I like Channie better," he spoke, knowing she could not hear him from the inside of the vehicle. He scurried over to his side of the car and sat in, buckling up, "Did you have a good sleep?"

Ahyoung's smile spread to her eyes as she hummed, "Yes, I slept for, like, nine hours. I'm so relaxed today. Did you, Chan?"

Oh, no.

With the way she expectantly looked at him, he nervously laughed, "I, uh, don't sleep much."

She furrowed her eyebrows, "Why?"

"It doesn't come easily to me," Chan started driving, "I practically survive on three hours of sleep per day, so, um, yeah."

Ahyoung looked at him as he stared forward at the road, driving carefully and slowly. She thinned her lips, and then spoke, "Um, so I don't usually do this, but..."

Chan spared her a glance every now and then as she said, "You can call me when you can't sleep. I can sing you to sleep. I mean, not that I have a great voice, but I can sing you a lullaby, maybe?"

He could not hide his fond grin anymore.

Chan's eyes flickered to hers, and he saw that she was blushing profusely for suggesting that. Her fingers fidgeted with each other, and she was trying to look away from him, but when he giggled, her eyes traveled to his side frame (which was very attractive, by the way). He spoke, "That's so cute. I'll take up that offer, baby."

Ahyoung smiled a toothy grin, somehow warming up to him and feeling comfortable with his presence; and even though her cheeks were tinted pink, she said, "Okay... Channie."

At this point, both of them had tinges of redness over their face and butterflies in their stomachs. It could not get cuter -- or so one would think. Oh, well.

Chan could get used to that nickname coming from her. If he already didn't know that he was down bad, he did now.

The car took a turn, and the gates of their college opened for the vehicle to enter. Once the car was parked, the two got off and walked to their first class of the day, which they had together.

"Did you know that-" Chan began, but as soon as they entered the class, they heard Jisung yell, "Bang Chan!"

The two turned to see a fuming quokka stomping over to them, and Chan gulped. Had he forgotten to tell Jisung that he would not be picking him up this morning? Yes.

Ahyoung stood silently as Jisung approached them and thundered at Chan, "I waited for 20 minutes, you jerk! You could've at least told me that you were going to ditch me for your crush!"

Uh oh.

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(a/n: to be continued)

Taglist (let me know if you wanna be added!): @whyyougottadothatbro @inara-a @berryberrytan @blissfulchahn

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ibarap · 1 year ago

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[Scout] White Bear / Pure White Diary 6 (END)

Nagisa: ...? Um, Merry Christmas...?

Hiyori: "—Did everyone get their Christmas presents? Raise your hand if you did!"

Yuzuru: "I'll check. One, two, three..."

"...It's the same as the number of presents we prepared. There's no need to worry."

Adonis Otogari: "The Christmas party is almost over, but please keep on being good kids even after this. Can all of you guys promise us that?"

"...Heh, that's good."

Leo: "One last thing! We'll see you guys off with a classic Christmas song! Everybody please sing along. ☆"

Leo & Hiyori: "♪~♪~♪"

Yuzuru & Adonis: "♪~♪~♪"

Hiyori: Knock knock! Excuse us!

Merry Christmas! We're here to see you!

Boy: Ah, the idol onii-chans!

Yuzuru: Merry Christmas. Were you able to enjoy the Christmas party even if it was through your room's TV?

Boy: Yeah! It was fun hearing all those songs!

But why wasn't Glasses onii-chan there?

Tsumugi: Fufu, I was there, just not on stage~.

I was working in the shadows — I did a lot of supporting work behind the scenes so that it would be a fun event.

Adonis: The Christmas party was a success because of him.

Thank you, Aoba-senpai.

Tsumugi: Don't thank just me, you know~. It was thanks to everyone who had volunteered—

And, more than anything, the children who were looking forward to the party. They're the stars of the show, after all. ...Hiyori-kun?

Hiyori: Alright, it's about time we got to the point.

Merry Christmas! White Bear's back home, so give him a big hug!

Boy: Wahh, welcome home, White Bear!

Leo: Also, here's your Christmas present from all of us. ☆

It's a digital photo frame full of pictures of White Bear, and—

Adonis: A diary we all made. We wrote about the days we spent with White Bear in detail inside of it.

We'd be happy if the memories we made with him comes across even a little bit.

Yuzuru: And finally, we left the back pages of the diary blank on purpose.

When you're feeling better, go outside and take White Bear to all kinds of places, then write down the memories you made together in those pages. ♪

Hiyori: It's going to stay cold for a while, but spring will definitely come.

So spend a fun wintertime with White Bear, okay...? ♪

Boy: I will! Thank you, idol onii-chans.

This year's Christmas and all the nice onii-chans—

Me and White Bear will never, ever forget about it!

Nagisa: ...It seems Ibara and Jun aren't here yet.

Hiyori: You're right. How cheeky of them to keep us waiting!

Hmm, my phone went off? I hope that's not them telling us they'll be running late—

...

... ♪

Nagisa: ...What is it, Hiyori-kun?

Hiyori: Merry Christmas, Nagisa-kun.

Nagisa: ...? Um, Merry Christmas...?

...Hasn't Christmas passed already? Am I wrong about that?

Hiyori: No, you're right. Christmas is long over.

But there's no rule saying you can only say 'Merry Christmas' on Christmas itself, is there?

...Remember when I volunteered for that Christmas party at a hospital last year?

We got to know a bedridden boy at that time, and he let us look after his white teddy bear.

The boy couldn't leave his hospital room, so we took a lot of pictures of his teddy bear in his place. That way, we could grant his wish to 'go outside for Christmas'.

Nagisa: ...Yes, of course I remember. You also took a picture with me while his teddy bear was in your care.

Hiyori: Right, I did do that. ♪

Tsumugi-kun sent me photos from the hospital just now. ...Look, Nagisa-kun.

Because he's motivated to go outside with White Bear, he's working hard on his rehabilitation.

Here's one of them outside his room, one of them in a car seat, and one of White Bear on his lap.

They both look super happy. ♪

Nagisa: ...That's why you said, "Merry Christmas".

Hiyori: Exactly! It really warmed my heart. I feel like I got a Christmas present. ♪

That boy is getting better and better from now on. I hope he gets better to the point he can freely go to all kinds of places with White Bear.

When he does, I'm pretty sure he'll smile even more and that everyday will be fun! I'd be happy if we could be the reason he takes that first step forward. ♪

Nagisa: ...I'm quite certain you are his reason. Hiyori-kun is the Sun telling him that spring has come—

...and just by being near you, he will feel warm even in the cold winter. Because that's the kind of person you are.

...Merry Christmas, Hiyori-kun.

Hiyori: Yes, Merry Christmas... ♪

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#◎ translation #notice: unproofed #hiyori tomoe #yuzuru fushimi #adonis otogari #leo tsukinaga #tsumugi aoba #nagisa ran

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dearmahiru-archive · 1 year ago

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Hiii :3 For the Milgram ask game: 5, 14, 19 for Mahiru and 9, 12, 16 for Shidou?

omg hi hi hello hello :3c

5. favorite voice drama line/moment?

Mahiru: Kotoko-chan’s acts aren’t a problem, either. I think she’s fighting for her own cause as well. So I don’t blame her. Because I also think that I… that my love isn’t wrong. I don’t want to be shamed for my love.

Mahiru: Yeah. Es-kun, you’re working so hard… You’re doing great. Es: …! Mahiru: …Oh my… are you crying? Es-kun… Es: I’m not! Mahiru: You’re putting up a tough front.

(*kicking, crying, sliding down the wall dramatically, banging my head on the wall, ripping my hair out, screaming, punching air, rolling in dirt, eating sand angrily*)

i am so normal about this :) i expected mahiru's second voice drama to lean in thick on guilt-tripping and having mahiru be bitter but no. not only does she not get angry but instead she just forgives everyone involved. what the actual fuck

14. any headcanons on their appearance?

went :0 when i saw this question and went to go finish this little edit i was working on! i really really love the idea of mahiru having tan skin and her being a gyaru when she was a younger. i was actually hoping to make some blasian edits for the milgram cast (since i'm blasian!) but i'm a bit worried about being sent hate </3

19. what do you think their childhood/teenage years were like?

well you see (*shuffles through seven pages worth of self-projection*) it all started when she was born─

kidding kidding! i imagine that, during her years at an all-girls school, mahiru was apart of a popular clique but felt detached from them because they often took advantage of her. coupled with her sheltered upbringing, depression, and insecurities, this manifested in her strong desire to feel and give love to someone.

i also like to think teenage mahiru's hair was a little bit longer!

9. do you forgive/not forgive their crime on its own?

oh god this is another hard one─ um. i feel like if i was asked this about a real life person then my initial reaction would be, "this should not be my business." it feels so deeply personal to the people involved in the case that my input would feel grossly inappropriate.

i will say yes if only because it was for love. because, if asked if you could forgive someone's murder if it was out of a love, wouldn't you naturally want to forgive them? shidou's entire case is so messy but if i forgive mahiru for her twisted perspective of love that hurt people then i can surely forgive shidou. though, i do understand why someone else wouldn't be able to forgive him.

12. what do you wish would be discussed more often about them in the fandom?

hm, i'm not quite sure if there's any more discussions to mine? out of all of the characters i think shidou's treated mostly fairly, just plagued with the organ harvesting theory and amane discourse.

i personally would love to see more discussions about mahiru and shidou's parallels! i adore the similarities between fuuta and mu, so it saddens me that i don't know enough about shidou's character to draw the same for shidou/mahiru. if anyone wants to enlighten me i'd be thrilled!

OH AND THE JACK THE RIPPER REFERENCE IN HIS NAME!! it's very funny to me he's the only character who, to my knowledge, references an serial killer. buddy my bud are you good.

16. how do you think they actually sing in regular life?

boooring answer i imagine his voice would be similar, he'd just be more amateurish and hit the same notes as easily. i love this question though because it popped up the image in my head of shidou being taken to a mixer and awkwardly trying to do karaoke.

#sorry this took so long to answer!! i wasn't feeling good o7 #thank you for the ask <3 #♡. cinnamon lovemail

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hachigram · 4 months ago

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003 VD — TREMBLING CONVICTION

ICHIKA: O-Oh? Is that you, Warden-san? I heard the door open…

LUKA: Yes, it’s me. You’re… Ichika Yuki, right?

ICHIKA: Yeah… Hey, Warden-san…

LUKA: Go on.

ICHIKA: Can you… um… stop staring at me? I can feel your e-eyes on me, and it’s freaking me out… P-Please just… look away.

LUKA: Eh..?

ICHIKA: I-I hate e-eyes on me. I do-don’t like being the center of at-attention…

LUKA: Alright. I’m not looking. Better?

ICHIKA: Th-Thank you.

LUKA: Now. Prisoner Number Three. Ichika Yuki. Is something troubling you?

ICHIKA: ……!

LUKA: You’re shaking something fierce. Constantly fidgeting, stuttering… It’s concerning.

ICHIKA: H-Huh… Ah-! Well… It’s a… long story. I-I’d rather not talk a-about it…

LUKA: Sigh. Well, I can’t force you. But I do have to ask these questions. Name, age, occupation?

ICHIKA: ……I-Ichika Yuki, t-twenty-one, and… I-I can't hold a j-job to save my life, ehh...

LUKA: Oh? Why’s that?

ICHIKA: M-My body won’t let me.

[ Almost as if confirming his own statement, Ichika coughs rather violently into his hand. ]

LUKA: Yikes. That’s not…

ICHIKA: Don’t p-pity me.

LUKA: I wasn’t trying to. Promise.

ICHIKA: Liar! E-Everyone says the same damned thing. They pr-promise they don’t pity me, but th-their voice gives them away.

LUKA: ….Can you not see, Yuki-san?

ICHIKA: I’m bli-blind, Warden-san. I don’t reme-remember ever being able to see.

LUKA: Ah… That must be hard. It almost makes me wonder how you were able to commit that crime of yours…

ICHIKA: That wasn’t me.

LUKA: Huh?! What do you mean?

ICHIKA: I-I didn’t kill him. It was God’s divine punishment against him. I didn't do anything!

LUKA: Funny how you’re the one in the jail cell, huh.

ICHIKA: Y-You must believe me! I don’t deserve any of this…

LUKA: That’s based on my own judgment. But don’t expect your pleas alone to sway me. Now, onto the interrogation. How is life here?

ICHIKA: A-Ah… Well… It’s going alright for c-certain, but…

LUKA: But…?

ICHIKA: Sawayaki-chan is t-too damned noisy…! Having her two cells away is de-detrimental to my health…

LUKA: I see.

ICHIKA: Akio-san is cool, th-though. He reads me bits of his manuscript d-during our free time.

LUKA: Interesting. He didn’t mention that.

ICHIKA: H-He probably forgot, that silly man.

LUKA: Mmhm. Hey, Yuki-san…?

ICHIKA: What?

LUKA: Do you truly believe in God?

ICHIKA: —! O-Of course I do…! Wh-Why wouldn’t I?!

LUKA: Because it feels off to me that someone who puts so much faith in God would turn around and blame Him for their sins. Does that not sound like blasphemy to you?

ICHIKA: Wha-wha-wha—?! Aha… D-Don’t look at me like that, Warden-san…! I-I can f-feel your d-disapproving gl-glare burning through me…!!

[ The mechanical bell pervades the air, causing the cowering Ichika to leap up from his seat. ]

ICHIKA: N-NO! P-PLEASE DON’T….!

LUKA: I have no choice. Prisoner number three, Ichika Yuki… sing your sins.

[ MV: EMPTY PRAYER. ]

#003 #voice dramas #ocgram

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brainyxbat · 10 months ago

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Chapter 1: Nami's Sick? Beyond the Snow Falling on the Sea!

(episode 78)

"Straight ahead!"

"What are you talking about?! We've already been eaten!"

"Straight ahead! Straight ahead!"

"Hakoku Sovereignty!"

"We're flying out of it!" Luffy cheered, as water droplets fell all around them. "Don't look back! We're going straight ahead!" He watched in amazement at the split in the ocean before them. "Huge! It's so huge!"

"They cut... the very sea itself," Usopp teared up in awe, "This is the strength of Elbaf warriors! Incredible!" They landed back on water, and ultimately sailed away.

"Friends!" Behind them, Broggy and Dorry's worn weapons broke. "Now go!"

"Hey, Usopp?"

"Yeah?" He turned to Venus when she addressed him.

"Didn't you say you told your friend Kaya a story about you encountering a giant goldfish?"

"Y-yeah. Er yes, I sure did!" He smiled proudly.

"Are you a fortune teller?"

"Yep! I've been called Usopp the Foreseer!" He fibbed.

"Wow," She breathed in awe.

"Cool!" Luffy beamed, as Nami rolled her eyes.

"Remind me to tell her later," Zoro snarked to the navigator.

"Guys! Someday, I will go to Elbaf!" Usopp declared. "To the village of warriors!"

"Yeah! Okay!" Luffy cheered.

"Gi-gi-giants~! Gi-giants~!" They started singing joyfully, arms linked around their shoulders, with the short Venus holding Usopp's hand over hers. "Elbaf-baf~! Elbaf-baf~!" They danced on the railing. "Everyone's huge~! 'Cause they're giants~!"

Nami sat against the cabin, feeling strangely exhausted. And warm. "They sure are full of energy." As they almost fell overboard, though regained their bearings, she rested her hand on her forehead. "I'm suddenly exhausted after everything that happened. Vivi, could you watch the compass for me?"

"Sure." Vivi took the Eternal Pose, and did as requested.

After a few seconds of silence, Nami turned to her with a smile. "Now you can finally return to Alabasta. Well, assuming we can make it there safely, of course."

Vivi returned the gesture. "Yes, I must return! After all, I'm the only way to save the kingdom." She held the Eternal Pose more firmly. "I will return to Alabasta, alive."

Sanji descended down the stairs with a platter of desserts on hand. "There's no need to push yourself so hard, Vivi-chan." He jutted his thumb at himself with a confident smirk. "You have me!" He held the platter to the two girls. "Today's relaxing sweets. How about some petit fours?"

"Ooh!" Venus eagerly slid over.

"For drinks, you have your choice of coffee, or tea."

Vivi smiled gratefully at him. "Sanji-san."

He was annoyed when Luffy, Usopp, and Karoo were eyeing the platter with hunger. "Yours is in the kitchen!"

"Alright!" They all made a beeline, excited to eat.

"I'm first!" They watched from the deck in amusement, before Nami's vision started blurring strangely. She could barely keep her eyes open.

As she ate, Venus noticed her tired demeanor. "You okay, Nami?"

"Y-yeah... I'm fine. Vivi... sorry, I think I'm gonna..." She struggled to speak, as her head spun. "Go lie down..."

"No problem, Nami-san!" Vivi assured obliviously.

"Um-"

Vivi cut Venus off, unaware of what was happening, as Nami staggered to her feet. "I'll keep an eye on our course. You should get some rest." When Nami inevitably collapsed, Venus fell with her in an attempt to keep her up. Vivi finally noticed something was wrong; she rushed to the panting navigator, and felt her forehead. She was burning up! "Are you alright?! Everyone, come here! This is bad!"

As Zoro turned from working out, the other guys peeked out of the kitchen, their faces stuffed. "Huh? What is it, Vivi?" Luffy asked.

"Nami's sick!" Venus exclaimed worriedly.

"She has a terrible fever!" Vivi clarified.

A frantic Sanji shoved between Luffy and Usopp. "Eh?! Nami-san does?!"

Everyone loomed over her in concern, as she panted heavily, not moving otherwise.

Later, Vivi laid Nami in bed, and started soaking a cloth in cold water. "Is Nami-san gonna die?" Sanji cried. "Is she, Vivi-chan?"

"It's most likely the climate," She guessed, "One of the obstacles all sailors who enter the Grand Line run into is illness caused by abnormal weather." She laid the cloth on Nami's forehead. "There are countless stories of tough, notorious pirates suddenly dying from this. Carelessness makes even the slightest case deadly."

"Deadly?!" Venus exclaimed fearfully.

"Nami-san!" Sanji cried in his wrist.

"Is there anyone on this ship with any medical knowledge at all? Venus-san?"

She shook her head. "I don't know any healing spells."

Luffy and Usopp pointed at Vivi uselessly, before the former beamed brightly. "But eating meat makes sickness go away! Right, Sanji?"

"I can make some basic food meant for sick people, but that's entirely in nursing territory. There's no guarantee it'd make her better. Besides, I normally put 100 times more care into Nami-san, Venus-chan, and Vivi-chan's meals than I do with yours," He admitted, prompting a questioning quirked eyebrow from the witch, "I serve them fresh meat and vegetables, for balanced nutrition. And I give all the rotting stuff to you guys."

"Hey, now!" Usopp slapped his pointed hand away.

"Ew!" Venus grimaced.

"It's still good, though!" Luffy laughed.

"In any case, as long as I'm this ship's cook, there'll be no problems whatsoever in terms of getting a balanced diet. But there are different kinds of meals for sick people. What are her symptoms? What does she need? I can't make that call."

"Then she can just eat it all!" Luffy suggested.

Venus facepalmed, as Sanji and Usopp glared at him. "She's sick, because she doesn't have the energy for that!" The former exclaimed.

Vivi checked her temperature with an oral thermometer. "40 C?! Her fever's gone up again!"

"There'll be doctors when we get to Alabasta, right?!" Usopp asked. "How much longer will it take, Vivi?"

"I don't know, but one week is out of the question."

Luffy frowned in confusion. "Is being sick that bad?"

"Dunno," Sanji and Usopp tilted their heads, equally clueless, "Never been sick."

"Who in the world are you guys?!" Vivi raged. "Of course it's bad! 40 C fevers don't happen every day! This may be a life-threatening illness."

The four screamed in terror at that. "Nami's gonna die?!" Luffy exclaimed.

"Nami!" Venus cried in her hands.

"Don't die, Nami-san!" Sanji sobbed. All the while, Usopp and Karoo simply ran all over the room, the former even running backwards at one point.

"Stop that! Be quiet!" Vivi ordered.

"Let's find a doctor to help Nami!" Luffy fretted.

"Okay! Just calm down! You're going to make her illness even worse!"

"No." Vivi turned in surprise at Nami's weak voice, as the room turned silent otherwise. "No." She slowly sat up, keeping the cloth on her hot forehead.

"Nami-san?" Vivi watched her in concern.

"Oh! She's all better!" Luffy cheered.

Usopp karate-chopped his head. "Get real!"

Nami panted heavily. "In my desk drawer... there's a newspaper."

Outside, Zoro watched the ocean, as he pumped some iron. "No change in course."

"N-no!" Vivi exclaimed, as she looked over the newspaper Nami had her retrieve. "That can't be!"

"Hey, what is it?" Venus asked.

"Is it about Alabasta, Vivi-chan?"

"300,000 soldiers defected to the resistance," She read aloud in horror, "It was originally a cold war, with 600,000 royal soldiers, and 400,000 Resistance soldiers, but now that's suddenly changed!"

Nami continued panting. "The uprising in Alabasta is finally going to get serious now. That paper's from three days ago." Everyone stared in shock. "I'm sorry. We can't change our speed, so I didn't want to worry you by showing you that. Understand, Luffy?"

He thought about it for a brief second. "Things seem very bad!"

"Whew, that got through to you more than I expected."

"But you need to see a doctor!" Usopp urged.

"I'm fine," She insisted, "That thermometer must be broken. Nobody gets a temperature of 40 C. It's probably just sunstroke, or something." She pushed the covers aside, and stood slowly. "We don't need a doctor. I'll get better on my own. For now, let's head straight for Alabasta as planned!" She headed for the staircase, and turned back to the others. "Thanks for worrying about me." She walked up the stairs, everyone watching cautiously, and closed the door.

"Oh! She's better now?"

"You idiot," Usopp glared, "She's just acting tough."

Once alone in the storage room, Nami panted more heavily, and leaned against the wall.

"At this rate, so much blood will be shed throughout the kingdom," Vivi read some more, "It'll be an all-out war. If I don't stop that, the Alabasta Kingdom will be done for! Crocodile will take over!" The newspaper was scrunched up in her hands. "I can't just return safely! I need to return as quickly as possible!" Everyone watched in concern. "If I don't make it in time, a million citizens will kill themselves pointlessly!"

"There's a million people?!" Luffy exclaimed.

"What an immense burden you're carrying, Vivi-chan," Sanji remarked sympathetically, as she cried quietly.

Outside, Nami saw Zoro was still pumping iron, and not doing what she asked. "Urgh! What were you watching all this time?!"

"Whadya talking about? The ship's been going straight."

"Yeah, straight at a right angle! Look at the compass!" She held out the Eternal Pose.

"I don't need to. I was watching that big cloud there." He pointed to the sky.

"Clouds move, and change shape!" She held her head in her hands. "Oh geez, my head's killing me."

"So just leave this to me, and go to bed!" Zoro ordered.

"I'm here, because I can't leave this to you!" She then noticed the air felt different. "The air's changed..."

"The air? It's been nice weather this whole time."

"Never mind! Just get the others!"

"Hey! Get out here, you guys! Got work to do!"

"What?" Luffy and Usopp emerged from the cabin, with Venus close behind.

"Huh? Hard to feel motivated when you're giving the orders," Sanji snarked, following the witch.

"Just shut up, and move! Take the seat, and catch the portside wind!"

"What's going on, Nami-san?" Sanji asked. "The waves are quiet, and the weather's nice."

"Wind..."

"Wind?" He repeated in confusion.

"An immense wind... is coming directly this way," She panted, "I think." Luffy put his hand on her forehead. "What?"

After only a second, he threw his hand back in shock. "Hot! You're hot! Yeah, you stay inside the ship! Let's go to a doctor!"

"Mind your own business! This is my normal temperature! Now quit being stupid, and pull the ropes!"

"Nami-san, I know you're saying that for Vivi-chan, but if you push too hard..." Karoo quacked in worried agreement with Sanji.

"I told you, I'm fine!" She insisted, but held onto the railing for support, as she panted again.

"Hey, Nami. I think you really should-" Usopp's suggestion was cut off.

"Just hurry, and move the ship!" At her barking command, everyone scattered to their positions. "Sheesh... what could it be? It seems a little different than a storm." Zoro and Sanji worked the ropes, while Usopp, Venus, and Karoo pulled/pushed the rudder, and Luffy simply sat on the prow. Nami sighed in relief when the Eternal Pose soon pointed straight ahead.

Downstairs, a distraught Vivi sat on the bed. "I need to hurry back to Alabasta." After a little more reading, she walked outside. "I have a favor to ask, everyone!" The crew looked in her direction. "I know it's not my place to ask this as a passenger on your ship, but my homeland is in a terrible state now, so I'd like to hurry ahead! We can't waste even a single minute! So I want this ship to head for Alabasta at its fastest speed!"

After a moment of silence, Nami smiled weakly. "Of course! That's what we promised!"

"You can count on us!" Venus beamed with a thumbs-up.

"So let's find an island with a doctor on it right away!" Vivi urged, to the navigator's surprise. "Let's cure Nami-san as quickly as possible, and then go to Alabasta! That's this ship's fastest speed, right?!"

"Yeah!" Luffy grinned. "We can't go any faster than that!"

"Are you sure?" Usopp asked. "As their princess, you should be worried about those million citizens."

"That's right! So we need to hurry, and cure Nami-san's illness!"

"Well said, Vivi-chan!" Sanji praised. "I've fallen for you all over again!"

"You got guts," Zoro smirked.

Nami stumbled over to her. "Thanks..."

Vivi was concerned when she leaned down. "Don't overexert yourself, Nami-san!"

"Sorry, Vivi," She panted, "I think... I am kind of... in trouble."

"Nami-san!" Vivi caught her when she collapsed. "Hang in there!"

Luffy screamed in terror when the weather suddenly changed right in front of them. "What is that?!"

"It's a cyclone!" Vivi exclaimed.

"It's huge!"

"W-wait! That's the direction-!"

"That's the direction our ship was just headed in!" Sanji finished frantically.

"It would've been a direct hit, had we kept going straight!" Usopp observed, holding Venus protectively.

A bolt of lightning struck dangerously close in the ocean. "Yikes!" Luffy's eyes widened, gripping the mast. "We just barely made it through!"

'Incredible!' Vivi thought. 'Grand Line cyclones are said to be impossible to predict!' She looked down at the unconscious Nami. 'Yet she... she doesn't predict weather based on standard theory; it's almost as if she's detecting the weather with her body!' "I've never seen such a navigator before!"

"Alright!" Luffy beamed. "Let's hurry, then! Let's go find us a doctor!"

"Yeah!" Everyone, sans Nami, cheered.

They sailed away from the cyclone, and onto calmer waters. Outside, when Nami was back in bed, snow started falling. "What do we do, Vivi-chan?!" Sanji cried, running all over the room with Karoo. "Nami-san's fever won't go down!"

"Sanji-san! Karoo! I asked you to stop freaking out!" Vivi ordered. They skidded to a stop, as she laid a cloth on her forehead.

#magical straw hat #one piece #one piece oc #tempeste g. venus #drum island #drum island arc

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dajaregambler · 1 year ago

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HeliosR - Sing in the darkness - Chapter 2 - Part 19

Translation of Sing in the darkness from ‘Helios Rising Heroes’, a new side arc alongside the current main story arc Like the dawning light.

Sage: ……..

Bianchi: I’ll help

Sage: Bianchi-san! Thank you. There’s not much left but… Could you put away the dishes for me?

Bianchi: Got it

Bianchi: …Sorry for earlier, Sei-chan

Sage: Ah…. no don’t worry. I was reflecting on how I acted too impulsively back there….

Sage: I’m truly sorry if I made you uncomfortable….

Bianchi: Not at all. Don’t apologize

Bianchi: I wasn’t able to answer immediately but… If you’re happy with me then please do let me take care of it, making the costumes and all.

Sage: Really!?

Bianchi: Yes. I was seriously taken aback earlier… Yet it really made me happy.

Bianchi: You remembered how I aimed to become a designer. Thank you for that, Sei-chan

Sage: N-no, I should be the one that’s grateful…! I can’t thank you enough, I’m certain it’ll become a great mock battle

Sage: Aaah~ I’m so excited. What theme should we do♪

Bianchi: Fufu. Sei-chan’s no doubt Robin’s student

Sage: Eh?

Bianchi: At first glance you both seem like completely different types, however when looking at your way of thinking and your perspectives, you two are surprisingly similar.

Sage: I’m similar to Sensei…? Do you mean that?

Bianchi: Yes. I’ve been asking Robin for advice lately, to be honest

Bianchi: Just as Sei-chan, he suggests to make the best use of your strong points, and does keep a close eye on you contrary to what I thought

Sage: You mentioned advice, is there something you’re worried about?

Bianchi: It’s an awfully personal thing. I had also told Robin about how I wanted to become a designer….

Bianchi: I was convinced I was satisfied with my decision, but once I did become a hero, my dream wasn’t gone after all.

Sage: Eh!? Don’t tell me, you’re going to quit being a hero and become a designer….?

Bianchi: Ufufu, not at all. No need to look so anxious

Bianchi: Hmm… It’s more like, with these feelings not going away, I do have some regret about becoming a hero

Bianchi: All these cuties here… To me it’s as if they’re open-hearted like you are, and they became heroes with those straightforward feelings.

Bianchi: And then here I am with my half-baked emotions, it makes me feel guilty

Sage: T-that’s not….

Bianchi: I・ told ・you, to not make such a face♡

Bianchi: With Robin being there for me, and thinking it over myself, I’ll come to a satisfying conclusion about it all

Bianchi: Fufu, you came with that proposal while I was giving it more thought… and that’s what spooked me all the more

Sage: I see….

Bianchi: I’ll say it one more time….. It really made me happy.

Bianchi: That’s why, I’ll do my best to design costumes that’ll get the whole venue hyped up

Sage: …..!

Bianchi: Wait a sec, this means that Sei-chan and Nico-chan will be wearing the costumes I’ll design, yes?

Bianchi: That’s just getting me even more worked-up when I think about it…

Bianchi: My desire to dress someone however I want to, was always right here… Ufufu♡

Sage: U-um, please do be gentle…

Bianchi: Alright! Time to pour my heart and soul into designing~~~~♪

#helios rising heroes #heliosr #sage skyfall #bianchi law #sing in the darkness

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primusfortuna · 1 year ago

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Prologue ⟡ Black Summer (01)

[XX] [02] [03] [04] [05] [06] [07] [08] [09] [10]

“Vacation with the Fairies”

Blue skies, blue waters. All across the sunkissed white sands, you can hear the voices of vacation-goers having great fun.

Today, I’ve arrived in Ancyra, the Land of Pirates—

—Well, their branch of The World Guild Federation.

Fidel: ...My lady.

Emma: Yes?

Fidel: According to my memory, you stated that you would be taking a holiday over these next few days.

Emma: I did, but I’m delaying it a little. I was asked if I could help out at work...

Fidel: ......

Emma: ...Don’t look at me like that. They’re setting up more branches around the world every year. And they’re all shorthanded.

Fidel: I suppose it’d have been impossible for you to refuse. Your heart is soft to a fault, after all.

Fidel: Unlike a certain chef I know, I trust that you won’t overwhelm yourself to the point of a breakdown.

Emma: I-I’ll be fine. Thank you for worrying about me, Fidel.

Fidel: It’s no matter to me. However, you do have one problem... him.

Fuzz: No, no, no, no, no, NO WAY!!

Fuzz: You know I’ve been so, so excited ever since I heard you’re going on break!!

Fuzz: I wanted to go on a date, just the two of us! Especially since Emilio’s not around!!

Fidel: Fuzz. I will not have you disturbing my lady.

Fuzz: Mmgh... I’m not trying on purpose... but anyway...

Fuzz: What’s your deal with Emma-chan, Fidel? You’re aaalways clinging to her like glue—it makes me sick.

Fidel: I do not care to hear that from you. Nor do I care what you may think of me. I am merely her butler.

Fuzz & Fidel: ......

Emma: (I feel like... the tension is getting thick.)

Radius: Hey, little lamb. What’s all this fuss about? Finally decided you’ll be my pet?

Emma: Mm, you’re off by a lot there.

Radius: I guess you’re working again, then? Still not bored of all this, huh?

Radius: I say you toss all that in the sea and listen to me sing. It’ll put you in a most magical mood.

Emma: I appreciate the thought, but I can’t just throw my work in the sea. Plus, Sheila would get mad if I illegally dumped anything.

Radius: Ha, you’re as stiff as ever. I’d make it so easy for you if you just agreed to be my pet.

Radius: Hey... Enough of this, yield yourself to me. Let me indulge you, and I’ll take the greatest care of you.

Emma: T-Too close, Radius!

Fuzz: Excuse me! What are you doing!? Get away from Emma-chan! Far, far away! Now!

Fidel: ...My lady is terribly busy. She has no time to be entertaining dark fairies such as yourself, Radius.

Radius: Can’t I just be worried about my little lamb? She’s been working so hard, who knows what might happen to her.

Radius: If you’re really her butler, why don’t you take over her work, even by force, so she can have a break?

Fidel: I am effectively monitoring for any signs of overexertion. As her butler, I know my lady better than anyone else.

Fidel & Fuzz & Radius: ......

Emma: Um, guys. I’m not drowning myself in work... I just delayed my break. I promise I’ll still take it.

Emma: After I finish helping here, I’m planning to go to Yoka Island to unwind.

Fuzz: Yoka Island?

Emma: Yeah, it’s a resort destination. You can take a boat from here to get there. The members of this branch gave me a free ticket as a thank-you.

Fuzz: ! Then get it all done!! Get it done in a single second~♪

Fidel: ...I shall help you, my lady. Please complete your work promptly so you may enjoy your vacation.

Radius: Haha, did you listen to anything I said?

Fidel: It is my duty as a butler to assist my lady. You are attention-seeking dark fairies. We are not the same.

Fuzz: Huhh!? I can do stuff like helping too!

Radius: There’s no need to help her in the first place. I could just sing, and everyone here will forget all about their work. Easy and done.

Emma: That won’t solve the root of the problem, Radius!

And so, I ended up with three surprise assistants at work today—

In a flash, we finished up the tasks I was covering for, then we disembarked at Yoka Island.

Fuzz: Yay! A date with Emma-chan~♪

Fidel: Watch that you don’t get too carried away, Fuzz.

Radius: You say that, but you look ready to kick back and relax yourself.

Fidel: I have merely coordinated an outfit appropriate for a vacation.

Emma: Hehe. Thank you everyone. You really helped me out.

Fuzz: No problem~! But anyway...

Fuzz: Hey hey, what’re we doing first? I wanna do eeeverything you wanna do, Emma-chan!

Fidel: I have committed all information on Yoka Island to memory. Allow me to offer you an efficient plan to enjoy your experience.

Radius: Give me some time with you. It’s an owner’s job to reward his pet. I’ll be sure to pamper you well.

Fidel & Fuzz & Radius: Let us be off. / Come on! / Let’s go.

My heart flutters as my vacation with the three of them begins.

#yumekuro #yumekuro translations #ymkr tl #login story #extra story #black summer #ocean-hued fairy vacation #fidel #fuzz #radius

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braveclementine · 5 months ago

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Asgard

Warnings: None

Copyright: I do not own any Marvel characters or locations. However, I do own my OCs, which consist of Penny Fury, Elizabeth Nelson, Elijah Chan, Katya Venice, Violetta Moscow, Lan Le, Josh, Trang Tien, Ahni Jallow, Mai Ito, and Ghaida Kashual as well as other OCs that will come up throughout the story.

"Welcome to Asgard." A deep, somewhat familiar voice said and Penny stepped out of the Bifrost, shading her eyes.

Heimdall looked much different than when she had seen him previously. He was wearing a large golden helmet, with heavy golden armor. A huge sword was between his hands, the point of the blade in the stone. The combination of everything really made his yellow eyes stand out even more.

"Hey Heimdall." Vi said causally, giving him a hug and he kissed her on the cheek, "How's Asgard been?"

"Quiet." Heimdall said stoically. "How was the mission?"

"Successful." Violetta said as Penny hugged Heimdall next. Despite the armor, the hug was surprisingly warm.

"Excellent." Heimdall said with a nod.

"Will you be at the feast and orgy later?" Thor asked boisterously.

Violetta and Penny looked at each other in excitement. "An orgy?" Violetta voiced her excitement aloud, "YES! Let's go."

Penny smirked at her enthusiasm.

Heimdall chuckled lowly. "We shall see."

They said their good-byes and headed out to the rainbow bridge. Stephen was waiting there, kissing Tony deeply first, before greeting Penny. It hit Penny that for Tony, Natasha, and Thor to stay back, they hadn't seen their soulmates in a long time either.

"Tony, Nat, Vi, I'm gonna portal you to the castle. Penny, can I speak with you an extra minute?" Stephen asked, creating a portal as he said this. Tony winked at Penny and she said, "Sure, of course."

After the two of them were alone, he said, "I was wondering if you wouldn't mind going and seeing Elizabeth first thing."

Penny blinked in surprise, "Yeah, of course."

Stephen hesitated and then added, "Something happened between her and the super soldiers. I don't know what, but whatever it was, she's distanced herself from pretty much everyone, including Elijah. I think this combination along with Rumlow. . . well I would feel relieved if you could talk to her."

"I'm surprised you think I'll get through to her, compared to Steve or Heimdall or Katya." Penny said with a slight frown, "I'm not as close with her as I-"

"No, but you're the right person for the job." Stephen sighed, "Please?"

"Of course, I'm not saying I won't." Penny said quickly, "I just don't know if I am the right person, that's all."

Stephen smiled a wry smile and then created a portal. Penny could see a beautiful lake on the other side of it, as well as a lone figure sitting on the shore.

Penny stepped through and approached Elizabeth. She was quietly singing 'London Bridge' under her breath, braiding her hair over her shoulder. She looked like she was attempting to use one of the flowers to thread it into the braid, but it kept falling out and she gave up.

"Hey!" Penny called, trying not to be to loud or quiet, not wanting to startle her.

Elizabeth jumped a little and smiled at Penny over her shoulder, "How was the mission?"

"It was good. The bases are being cleared out right now, including the ones we didn't know about." Penny said hesitantly. She decided to skip over the bad parts. "A lot of arrests were made. One of the local police squads too."

Elizabeth nodded, looking back down at the water.

"Um, how are you? And the truth? Tony told Violetta and I what happened on our way back to the tower." Penny said softly.

Elizabeth tensed a little. "I'm okay I guess. I don't know. I feel all wrong. Like. . . I was violated, you know? And I can't get over it. But yet, for some reason at the same time, I. . ." She blushed darkly and looked down at her knees, "I still want. . . to be active. But is that wrong? I thought you were supposed to fear having sex after you were raped? Am I just. . . wrong?"

Penny had no idea how to answer that question at first. She had never been raped, not really, so she wasn't sure that she could answer Elizabeth's question truthfully. She decided that she should get as close as she could.

"When Rumlow kidnapped me and sold me in the trafficking system," Penny said slowly, not wanting to trigger Elizabeth with anything, "And I was sent to Blonsky's Villa, I was. . . also feeling conflicted. The bondage that I was put under was like nothing else I had never experienced before. I admit. . . despite everything, I was aroused. I thought I was wrong for that, because obviously I was there against my will. But Tony told me that it was normal. Because a lot of the time was spent by myself in these positions, so there wasn't really a face that was put to this stuff."

Penny hesitated and said, "When I came back from the Villa, I did take a small break from all of it. I mean, you know that, you were there. But I was never. . . afraid. And as a matter of fact, I was completely hoping constantly that someone would want to put me under bondage the same way Blonsky did. I don't know. I don't know if it's on the same level as you. But I can't say that you're wrong for still wanting to be taken care of. . . sexually."

Penny looked over at her and then asked curiously, "But I don't understand. If you want that, then why are you hiding from everyone? Stephen was worried about you when I talked to him. He said after you talked with Sam and-"

"I didn't talk to them." Elizabeth muttered. "And I'm not mad at them either, if that's what everyone thinks."

"What happened?"

Elizabeth twisted her fingers in her lap. "I had. . . I had a really personal conversation with Bucky the night before we left for Asgard. It was something that I had never told anyone before, and we shared a. . . a special bond. It wasn't anything sexual, if you're worried about that. But the next morning, I went down to tell him that I appreciated him coming to me and I overheard Sam say he didn't want you to keep thinking that they were putting me first instead of you. Cause, you know, Sam was wondering if they should stay back in the tower as well."

Elizabeth shrugged uncomfortably. "I mean, it kind've hurt a little. I think I really realized that I was super deep into this. It wasn't just about sex anymore. And I apologize if this next statement hurts you or makes you jealous, but I think I really realized that I truly love them. All of them. As much as I love Elijah."

Elizabeth sighed, a tear trickling down her cheek and Penny fought the urge to wipe it away for her. "But Sam also made me realize that they're right. We still have soulmate bonds. And they shouldn't put me first instead of you. I guess I thought that if I hid from them, then they would go back down to Earth to wait for you. But I guess I just made them upset as well."

Penny chewed that over and found that she wasn't offended or jealous. In fact, she was realizing that she was pleased. Soulmate bonds, she was realizing, were very limiting. How were you supposed to find if you loved someone because you had to, or because you really loved them?

Being with all of the Avengers proved that there was a deep love besides the soulmate bonds. Penny hesitantly reached out, picking up one of the water flowers, and then turned to carefully braid it into Elizabeth's hair.

"I'm glad you love them." Penny replied honestly. "I'm glad that they love you. You told me on my first day here, that what everyone had was something special, something that soulmate bonds couldn't define. Something beautiful. You encouraged and inspired me to enjoy it. And Elijah was right too. I don't just love my soulmates anymore. In fact. . ."

Penny blushed darkly and Elizabeth looked at her curiously. "I- I think I'm going to explore a love relationship with Violetta. We really connected when we were on the mission and there were a lot of moments that we didn't act upon. But I really really like her. And I know that sounds kind've stupid because I could just interact with her in the orgies, but I also want a relationship outside of the orgies."

Elizabeth smiled, also blushing a little, "I'm happy for you. Violetta, she can be rude sometimes and brusque. But she's really sweet and funny. She'll drag you into a lot of trouble though, getting permanent non-soulmate tattoos or getting drunk and doing drugs at the same time. But she has an amazing personality."

"Also," Penny said softly, finishing the fourth and final flower, "Bucky and you are going to have this child. And even if I hated you or hated that you two had something special, I would never want him to be out of the child's life. And I haven't seen them yet, but I'm sure he's pretty cut up about not being able to see you."

Elizabeth sighed, "I fucked up- wait you haven't seen them?"

"I kind've came here first." Penny said with a small smile. "Stephen portaled me here."

Elizabeth sighed again. "Okay, yep, definitely fucked up."

Penny laughed, getting to her feet and brushing dirt off. "There's a ball tonight. A dinner along with an orgy. I'm not saying that you have to join the orgy, but I hope you'll let me dress you up tonight. I can already picture the perfect dress to match the flowers in your hair."

Elizabeth hesitated and then let Penny help her to her feet. Now that she was standing, the five month bump was definitely showing. "I- I don't know how I feel about dancing like this."

"You don't have to dance." Penny said with a wicked smile, "You just gotta sit still and look pretty."

🚍🐠 𝐓𝐢𝓶𝐞 Ⓢķ𝕀Ｐ 💷🐟

Penny left Elizabeth and went to where she knew Sam, Steve, and Bucky were apparently staying.

She opened the door and saw that the three of them were doing their own thing. Bucky was laying on the bed, playing with some sort of fidget toy. Steve was reading a newspaper in the corner, his pointer finger hovering over his bottom lip. Sam was reading a book, his brow furrowed in concentration.

"Hey." Penny said softly and they all looked up and over to her.

"Penny!" Sam shouted, tossing the book to the side, running over and engulfing her in a hug. "I missed you baby."

"I missed you too." Penny said with a small smile, kissing him on the lips.

Steve was there next, threading his fingers through her hair to eagerly kiss her, his other arm wrapping around her waist, "Welcome home cookie. Well, not home, but you know."

Penny giggled, reaching up and pecking his lips again. "It's good to be home."

Bucky smiled softly, pulling her into his arms next, kissing her lightly.

"When'd you get back?" Steve asked, sitting down on the bed and the other three quickly joined him.

"An hour or two ago." Penny admitted, "Stephen asked me to go and see Elizabeth first. So I talked to her."

All three of their faces fell. Sam shifted on the bed and said, "I. . . I kind've hurt her before we came here. With words, I mean-"

"I know. She told me." Penny said softly. "She's not mad at you three, if that's what you're worried about."

"But she's avoiding us." Bucky said, looking the most upset. His hand was clenched around something under his shirt. Penny remembered they had shared something- or that was what Elizabeth had said. He was probably the most upset.

"She's avoiding everyone." Penny pointed out. "That's why Stephen sent me. Don't worry, from what I've gathered, she's ready to start being with people again. You just need to give her some time."

"I just," Sam messed with her fingers and then gritted out, "She was supposed to talk to me. I was supposed to be her therapist for what happened to her. And if she's avoiding everyone, how was she supposed to talk about the rape? I just- I feel so helpless."

Penny reached out, squeezing his hand tightly. "We talked. She's alright."

Penny smiled, thinking of how Elizabeth was going to talk to them tonight. But, why not make it fun? "I mean, she might not talk to you guys right away. I think she's probably going to stay within her circle so Elijah, Lan, and then her girlfriends. But she's not mad at you, any of you."

Steve nodded. "It- we were just voicing aloud about whether us not being at the tower when you got back from the mission. We just wondered if you would think we were more loyal to Elizabeth than you. That was all. We didn't mean for it to sound like we didn't care about her."

"She knows that." Penny answered. "Now, let's stop dwelling on the past, shall we? There's a ball, feast, and orgy tonight according to Thor, so I want to go and get ready for that. Just so you know, I'm wearing dark indigo."

And with that, she hopped off the bed and ran for the door before they could stop her.

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