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Friend I miss you ! Hope all is okay . Have you been watching the new Soo content ? What are your thoughts any favorite moments ?

me giggling like ksoo when i read this at work.

IM SO SORRY FOR BEING AWAY AND NOT POSTING ANYMORE 😭 i just posted a personal rambling to clarify the situation.

Honestly haven't watched Off The Grid and EXO ladder yet, only been seeing clips and pics! And every single OTG pic makes me feel so warm and he feels like home 😭 he feels so cozy, and he makes my mind swirl with a hundred different husband scenarios whwoqnqosbdu

How about you, how have you been? And what are your thoughts as well on now being a well-fed Ksoo stan 😂

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personal ramblings #2

hi everyone! i want to say thank you for all the support on my fics. i get all blush-y and giggly when i see reblogs and hearts on my fics. every single interaction with each of my fics makes me so happy so thank you 🥺

i think some of you may have been curious why i wasnt posting, where ive been, and where the heck are the promised husband soo fics.

truthfully when the year started i was writing every few days cause of new ideas but would end up stopping halfway, unable to think of where the story should go next.

then, it was around end of feb when i stopped writing completely due to health and work concerns. ive gotten a few check ups since feb but may still go through some in the next week or so. work has also been hell and so idek why i continued my studies at this time lol.

all in all the year actually started pretty bad for me and im still in that stressful state. ive gone to anime to escape and been distant from friends and even writing because of the stress.

but i miss writing so much and hopefully, i can get out of this dark tunnel soon and have the energy to write again.

wish me luck for everything! if youre still reading this thank you so much! i hope youre doing well and i also wish you the best of luck and a great 7 months ahead! can you believe it, the year will be finished in 7 months!

fighting!

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i cant drive but i will always rescue u my bb ksoo 😌

Ride or Die [D.KS]

(CREDITS TO THE ORIGINAL OWNER OF THIS PHOTO)

A/N’s NOTE: Another zero proofread Kyungsoo fanfic. And I really am so sorry 'cause it's shorter than the first one. Just really had to get this out of my system and this was so rushed. And uh...yeah, really had the title after Jongin's own song. This is dedicated to my friend @exocium. Lovelots! <3

Genre: Action with a sprinkle of angst--?, A-list Celebrity!Kyungsoo AU, StreetRacer!Reader

Ratings and Warnings: A sprinkle of PG 'cause there's implied violence and please, drive safely.

Characters: Doh Kyungsoo X Fem!Reader

Word Count: 571

Date of Publication: 24-03-2022

“Look out!”

Kyungsoo had barely time to process everything as he felt his wrist instantly tugged by someone. Unfortunately, he had to be dragged along with the one who grabbed him. The hollow voices that ran from their backs were slowly creeping up to them through the dying city lights and darkened passageways that only those who knew the heart of the city and its secrets were familiar with. He was at loss for words; split thoughts were flying over his mind as he was whisked away.

He hadn’t meant to be swerving himself into the pits of the city. His head was only caring about how to get away from the paparazzi that instantaneously led him here. He only wanted to visit his old parents, yet the ravishing flashes of cameras interrupted his peaceful walk, which ultimately led him to where he was. His heart raced, almost feeling like it was beginning to get out of his throat while surrounded by men who looked like they could just take away Kyungsoo easily by his breath but then were snatched like a lightning bolt that hit the earth.

As his body was doing the actions taken for the situation at hand, his mind was slowly adapting to the sudden changes in his environment. From the blinding neon beams to the person who somewhat ‘saved’ him, he now ended up sitting in the shotgun seat of his rescuer’s car.

“W-who? What?” Kyungsoo barely managed to form a proper sentence as the car violently made a turn, slamming himself against the windshield.

“Sorry,” his rescuer placed him back properly against the seat. “You alright?”

“Alright?!” Kyungsoo glared at his rescuer, whom he found to be a woman. Her eyes were pretty much occupied on the road, the speed of the car almost like that of a bullet train in Kyungsoo’s mind. “How can I be alright? You just plucked me out of nowhere!”

“That ain’t just nowhere, Mr. Doh Kyungsoo,” she butted in.

“How do you even know me?” Kyungsoo continued to glare daggers at her to which she seems unfazed.

She scoffed, followed by a chuckle. “Probably the whole of South Korea knows you by name, Kyungsoo-ssi. You’re literally everywhere.”

She rotated violently the steering wheel, almost sending him to slam against her.

“Sorry again,” she said, although the tone in her voice seemed she wasn’t at all.

“Where the hell are you taking me?!” Kyungsoo bawled as his grip against the compartment tightened.

“Not to be rude but I’ve eavesdropped on you,” she had her hand on the gear shift and moved it smoothly like a pro. “I’m just near the area where those fuckers are.”

“I…I just had to visit my parents,” he explained. “Without anyone following me.”

She clicked her tongue. “Newsflash pretty boy, but you came to the wrong side of the fence.”

Kyungsoo looked at her in disbelief as she erupted in laughter. While part of him was grateful she had somewhat saved him, the other part was wondering how probably crazy she was. The environment outside was nothing but lines in Kyungsoo’s vision.

“But don’t worry,” she smirked as she stepped on the pedal, making the car go against the speed limit set by authorizes, and then it dawned on him.

Street racing.

“I’ll get that pretty face of yours back to your mommy and daddy.”

Kyungsoo had no choice as he braced for his life.

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akatsuki kks

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On the Other Side of Tautness [P.CY]

(MOODBOARD MADE BY ME BUT CREDITS TO THE OWNERS OF THESE PHOTOS)

A/N’S NOTE: What happens when my stress and my muse come together? A one-shot! Lol. That was dumb of me. But anyway, this is another episode of what stress does to me. This is also dedicated to every person who may be tired, give yourself a rest and please take care of yourself always.

ANOTHER NOTE: Please correct me with any of these aircraft building terms. I just did my research on it but still, I appreciate if I'll receive some knowledge. Thank you! Also, this is zero proofread so there might be mistakes ahead.

Genre: Fluff, with a sprinkle of angst if you squint, Husband!Chanyeol, Wife!Reader, AerospaceEngineer!Reader

Ratings and Warnings: None

Characters: Park Chanyeol X Female!Reader (1st POV)

Word Count: 1,656

Date of Publication: 04-03-2022

I hadn't meant to burst out a satirical laugh and a shout at the same time. I didn't even intend to pound my hand against the table and slam my laptop closed. I couldn’t expect myself to suddenly shove away all my aircraft blueprints to the side, crumpling some in the process and pens falling on the ground. However, my actions were all seen by Chanyeol, who jumped from his seat from my sudden somewhat negative temperament, and was now looking like a surprised little puppy.

“J-jagi?” his deep voice croaked. I brushed up my ruffled curls out of my face before looking up at him, placing a small tired smile. He had his headphones hung around his neck while looking at me expectantly as if he was trying to decipher the codes that rung in my head.

“You alright, darling?” he spoke again. This time, standing and took a few steps towards me, leaving his music in progress behind. I held a hand while shaking my head.

“It’s fine,” Chanyeol displayed his signature smile before plopping down across from the low table that was set inside the studio of our home, which was now filled with paper works and blueprints of mine. His hand took hold of mine while the other rubbed smooth circles in my lower back, seemingly making me soothe in his touch. I soon guessed he caught sight of my weary features and decided to lean in closer.

Words weren’t needed to be said at the moment of silence and tiredness as I laid my head on his shoulder for support. I bask in the warmth of Chanyeol’s arm that was now wrapped around my shoulder, which calmed my tense body from earlier. But for all that, Chanyeol knew I wasn’t the type to confide in easily in terms of stress and physical closeness yet my body begged to differ right now at the situation, so he easily make known his love language by hugging me tighter under his wing and pressing a kiss at my side of my head.

“Want to rant or find a solution?” Chanyeol suggested, which brought another faint smile to me. This was something we both had to do in times like these or when problems arise; asking each other first this very question before proceeding to take the next best course of action that saves us a lot from actually arguing pointlessly.

“It’s stupid,” I muttered, and Chanyeol nodded, signaling me to continue but I shook my head.

“We’re sometimes stupid at some point in our lives,” he cracked and I chuckled.

“Accidentally deleted my computerized blueprints,” I groaned as I sat properly and held my face in my hands, rubbing my palms against my cheeks.

“All of those blueprints?” Chanyeol’s eyes widened.

“Only the most important,” I stated.

“I see,” he pondered on what I said. “What do we do then now?”

“Restart.”

I had no excuse if I decided to just sulk and contemplate on what I had done with idiocy. I adjusted my sitting position, getting nearer the low table and opening my laptop again as Chanyeol did the same gesture. I slightly jolted when he then slightly squished his face between my shoulder and back as the two of us waited for my laptop to turn on.

“Whoa,” he expressed once seeing my blueprints of these aircraft that I drafted. “I do see you sometimes working but seeing your works up close…they’re awesome.”

I placed a hand over his knee and gently squeezed it as if to say ‘thank you.’ I motioned for him to go back to his music but he refused, making me raise my eyebrows in confusion.

“I’m almost done anyways, jagi, let me watch,” he spoke with firm tenderness. “It’s amazing to see how much an airplane is made.”

My only reply was courtesy of a bobbing my head to him as I continued to work on re-designing the aircraft with my tablet that is connected to my laptop. From the drawings to the calculations, I made sure to produce equations that perfectly fit the intended design and outcome of the pieces of the aircraft. Each piece of the aircraft had to be meticulously drawn in every blueprint that I had and check whether it fit or not.

“What’s next?” Chanyeol asked while turning his head to the left and right like a ping pong ball, focusing on my face then back to the design and vice versa.

“Simulation,” I simply replied as I brought the design to life in 3D on my laptop.

“That’s so cool, jagi,” he grinned while I absent-mindedly smiled at him. “And then what happens?”

“If my equations are correct here in the simulation phase, it can be approved. Otherwise, go back to scratch,” I bit my lower lip as I focused. “And it’s not easy. Usually, it takes up to four years to make up the design and planning process.”

“What? Really? That’s a long way to go!” Chanyeol exclaimed.

“Mhm,” I agreed. “This is already the designing stage. We’ve come up with this design like 2 to 3 years ago.”

“There are also a lot of things to consider in designing and building such as the aerodynamics, propulsion, controls, mass, and structure. What you see here right now is an aircraft for aviation, like planes you ride when going on tour with the members.”

“However, there are compromises to be made when building an aircraft, depending on the type of plane to be made. Some planes may not be the most comfortable despite their efficiency, or cheap planes may not be the fastest, but the main point is, these compromises are constructed once the right measure is given. There will always be a balance of pros and cons but the important thing is if the airplane is capable of flying in the air and its safety.”

While I rambled on, I slowly took notice of the solitude lingering around the two of us. My eyes averted down towards Chanyeol’s frame, who had a foolish grin on his face while supporting himself with his elbow. I blinked to realize that maybe he got tired of understanding what I was sputtering, so I gulped and lowered down my head, reverting to my quiet, introverted self. Who the hell knew what I was even vocalizing about when I’m being such a nerd? I sighed internally. While I enjoyed the two of us talking, mostly one-on-one, Chanyeol was more loud and expressive than I do, so to see myself almost talkative I felt I was overstepping in sharing what I knew and was passionate about, these little voices in my head telling me ‘you talk too much and ‘shut up.’

“I’m so sorry,” I instead concentrated on rotating the 3D design on my tablet. “I…I’m saying nonsense. Don’t mind me.”

“What? No!” Chanyeol grabbed my hand and massaged my knuckles in rotation. “I find it cool. No really, jagiya. I just…I find it amazing to see when you talk about the things you love. And this? This is one of them. The way your face lights up and your eyes sparkle? Goodness, I could listen and look at you forever.”

My cheeks were quickly dusted in pink as Chanyeol peppered baby smooches on them. I could not help but be internally on heat due to his honey-glazed words that were very much assuring to the things I have a devotion for.

“Thank you,” I glance at him in adoration. “I have to be very conscientious in designing these aircraft, especially for aviation because…I'm not only doing this just because I love it but also because maybe someday or one day, you'll be riding one of them when going on tour and that if they're out of harm’s way in the air.”

I sighed before ongoing and fix my gaze solely on him. “And if I failed to do that, I didn't only fail as an aerospace engineer...but also as your wife in keeping you safe.”

Chanyeol let out a chuckle before playing with my left hand with his respective left, especially the golden band around my finger, our wedding rings clinking together. “I know. And I thank you for that.”

He careened his face closer to mine before pulling in to caress my lips against his. Chanyeol then tilted his head, further deepening the kiss and savoring every corner of my mouth, not leaving a single untainted spot in each of my folds as if to say an infinity of I love you’s in just one action. If my lips were his heaven, then touching it was bliss for him.

When he slowly let go, I gave a small gasp, catching my breath from just kissing him. He repeated a chuckle and pressed a tender kiss on my forehead.

I slightly slapped him on the arm. “What time is it though?” I asked as I turned my head to where the clock was, surprise painting my features. From the crafting to the loose talk, we hadn't noticed how much time we consumed.

“I guess, it’s time for a break. A real one,” Chanyeol chided, stretching and helping me get up but I frowned.

“I’m almost done,” I tried to protest but his arms wrapped around me.

“Nope, look at the time! It’s almost 1 in the morning.”

“But—”

“Y/N.”

“Chanyeol.”

“Jagi,” he sternly said, scrunching his eyebrows and trying to look stern, but the upward direction of his smile proved otherwise, looking like a mischievous puppy that was caught. “I know this is heavy work but we need to rest too.”

I stared at him, then, later on, snickered as I leisurely gave in to his request, wrapping my arms around him in answer to his embrace. I usually wasn’t an affectionate one but with this giant of a man, my iron walls slowly melted.

“I have to double-check it again later though, Chanyeol.”

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im shy 🥺 hopefully it'll be a good read and u enjoy

personal ramblings #1

my best friend has told me to post 1 fic per month and honestly my end goal for 2021 was to post a chaptered fic i had planned so meticulously for. but it never happened.

so, i will consider this a goal. 1 fic per month. if i can post more then better.

i've been planning to write a husband!soo series too. just a bunch of random husband kyungsoo fics like sweet nothings or little you since i find it hard to write chaptered and long fics lol.

hopefully someone will find it intersting since ive written several husband soo fics on my phone already hahahaha

if youre still here, happy new year!

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This is like, a cliché or something but...

Happy Valentine's Day! (sorry 'cause it's late but yeah)

naiwnwownwiw tysm 🥺 happy valentines day too! hope u werent too stressed with school on this day. fighting!! for the rest of the week 💪🏻

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croissant clouds was so so cute, i could picture ksoo’s smile perfectly ha! Looking forward to more of your work! 🌟💖

woke up to this and my heart is so happy tysm 🥺 i had doubts about it tbh but this made me feel better thank u thank u 😭🥰

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personal ramblings #1

my best friend has told me to post 1 fic per month and honestly my end goal for 2021 was to post a chaptered fic i had planned so meticulously for. but it never happened.

so, i will consider this a goal. 1 fic per month. if i can post more then better.

i've been planning to write a husband!soo series too. just a bunch of random husband kyungsoo fics like sweet nothings or little you since i find it hard to write chaptered and long fics lol.

hopefully someone will find it intersting since ive written several husband soo fics on my phone already hahahaha

if youre still here, happy new year!

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Croissant Clouds

Summary: Kyungsoo was distracted by clouds. You were distracted by his smile.

Wordcount: 977

Pairing: Kyungsoo x You/Reader

Genre: Romance, Fluff, Short

A/N: I like to consider this a happier version of Turned down happy corners. Inspired by the cute little photo Kyungsoo shared with us last Christmas. Also, I suck at writing a summary I'm sorry.

“Is it really that good?” A hint of laughter sounded from your voice as you asked your boyfriend about his sandwich. The two of you were enjoying a picnic together; a rare occasion given your busy schedules. It’s not as if you minded quiet date nights in either of your apartments. Catching up on Netflix shows, seeing movies months after their release, trying out new recipes, cuddling, and talking about annoying workmates were activities you enjoyed together very much. But once in a while outside dates were a breath of fresh air for the both of you. Staying cooped up in your apartment for months on end made you feel like a prisoner.

Kyungsoo nodded appreciatively, mouth busy enjoying his sandwich. It was a new recipe you both saw on a video yesterday and Kyungsoo being Kyungsoo, he immediately went to the grocery to buy ingredients and insisted on perfecting it to bring to your picnic date today. You knew better than to not let him have his way especially when it came to food. This date will absolutely not be ruined by him being sulky about not being able to try out a new recipe. Although, a pouty Kyungsoo would have been pretty cute and would definitely make for a memorable picnic date. “Can I have a bite then?” Without so much as a glance and any hesitation, he moved the wrapper lower so you could take a big bite. You brushed your hair to the side and leaned in to take a bite when Kyungsoo’s hand disappeared. “Wha-”

“Ah.” Mouth still agape in expectation of a sandwich, you glanced up at him to see what had caught his attention. His face was angled towards the sky with an expression of surprise. Closing your mouth and gulping at the ghost of a sandwich, you glanced up as well. “Uh, what am I looking at exactly?” Instead of responding, Kyungsoo fished his phone out from his pocket and started to take photos. His lips formed a small smile and his eyes shone with the happiness of a little boy discovering something interesting to play with.

Forgetting all about the delicious sandwich you had been promised, you opted to watch in silence as Kyungsoo’s gaze flitted from his phone to the sky and back again for a few seconds. His small smile turned the corners of his lips down which you found fascinating. Never had you met someone whose smiles would curve downward at the edges. What was even more fascinating was the slow build up as his smile grew into a wider grin. You watched as his big doe eyes turned into crescent-moon like shapes, his perfect white teeth showed, the heart shape of his lips became more prominent, and his cheeks puffed up. It was a sight you felt blessed to witness everyday.

Kyungsoo slowly lowered his head but kept his eyes glued to the screen of his phone as he went through a few photos. The smile on his face had now been turned into a slight frown and his thick eyebrows were knitted together in concentration. Your distraction had disappeared and so curiosity took over. Your boyfriend was never one to spend a long time on his phone especially when you were around so you were wondering what could have fascinated him enough to take out his phone. Suddenly, his gaze turned bright and he showed his phone off to you proudly.

“Look, a croissant cloud.” You blinked at him before looking down at his phone. In front of you was a picture of the clouds above and for a few seconds you wondered what on Earth he was talking about. A croissant cloud? What? To you, the photo on the screen of his phone was similar to the hundreds of cloudy day photos you’ve seen online.

Realizing you’ve probably stared at his phone a few seconds too long already, you were about to give up and ask him what it was he meant when you saw it. In the middle of the photo was a cloud slightly bigger than the rest but smaller than the one above it but the curved down corners of it were indeed reminiscent of a croissant shape. You howled in laughter and grabbed his phone to take a closer look. “Oh my god Soo, you’re right!” Kyungsoo laughed a little, your own laughter dragging it out of him. A common occurrence given your nature to laugh a little too loudly at times which would cause him to feel the need to laugh as well.

“Right?” He said, a cheeky grin on his face and both eyebrows raised as if to say, “Isn’t it cool?” Still feeling giggly, you let go of his phone and wrapped your arms around your knees to rest your head on them so you can return to admiring your boyfriend’s sudden outburst of little happiness. “Do you like outdoor dates now then?” Kyungsoo thought for a moment. Between the two of you, it was him that always rejected outdoor dates. Sure, he liked to taste good food but he made reservations for that and always chose quiet and secluded restaurants that he knew would never be buzzing with too much people and noise. On your end, you knew Kyungsoo found it easier to appreciate his surroundings when there wasn’t a lot to distract his senses so you never complained. Plus, who could reject good food with a handsome date.

He let go of his phone and leaned back, placing his arms behind him and looking up at the clouds again. His eyes shone with a contented look not much different from your own right now. “If we could have this view everyday, I wouldn’t mind coming out of my cave once in a while.”

You silently threatened the clouds to form croissant shapes everyday.

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No Place Like Home

Pairing: Kyungsoo x female reader

Genre: tooth rotting established relationship fluff Warnings: none (very much unedited if you want to count that as a warning) Word count: 1,2k

Summary: if home is a person, you know Kyungsoo is yours.

Author’s note: the bitch is back. @kyungseokie come get your mans <3

The stark white sheets with delicately painted flowers imprinted on them tangle around your naked torso as you toss and turn in frustration. You give the ceiling where the glow in the dark stars form small constellations an angry look as you settle on your back, your eyes squinting despite the darkness that consumes you. It’s not the stars fault, neither the ones on your ceiling nor the actual stars in the dark night sky outside, that you have been unable to fall asleep in the two hours since your partner turned the lights off. Kyungsoo have, for as long as you’ve known him, always had the ability to fall asleep the moment his head hit the pillow while you on the other hand more often than not found your mind wandering, ruining your chances of falling asleep at a reasonable hour. With a huff of frustration you decide that if sleep won’t come to you, that you might as well entertain yourself with a midnight snack. Well, early morning, really. 

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ukyo.

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— Senku & Gen icons!

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cafe universe 7/8 - d.o.

d.o. loves the morning crowd… loves how quick they come in and get their coffee and out the door with a simple hello and goodbye. the quietness is where he can work the best

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Wishing for C1 xiao, good luck to everyone rolling >o<!!!

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Noragami 98 thoughts

With the way Tumblr's been lately, I have no idea if this will show up in the tag (I don't use iOS but it seems very little is in the tags these days). So I guess we'll see! Without further ado~

We got a continuation of last month's very vague Father backstory, now with a bit more context. It looks like both of them fell off the cliff, but only Father survived, and that was what gave him his current-day mindset--you have to fight to stay alive, and if you're weak you're crushed. If you watch while others suffer, you're even worse.

I have to admit, I'm a bit disappointed that this is Father's outlook. I feel like someone as smart as him (at least, as emotionally manipulative as him) would have realized it's a very two-dimensional worldview. After all, he's the one doing the crushing.

Although, it is EXTREMELY self-centered, so that is in line with the Father we know and hate.

Also, he brings up a good point--heaven either didn't notice, or didn't care, about all the people that he and Yato and Nora have killed over the years. There need to be some reform, but I feel like telling it to them as you crush them underfoot isn't the best impetus for change.

Amaterasu finally breaks her silence, and it's to tell Father that Yato is the necessary evil here, not him. Get his ass.

Still, poor Yato is trying so hard NOT to be a murderer, I did feel a bit sad at her statement.

Okay so this was all just preamble to get to my main Thing That's Making Me Scream here: Amaterasu can summon shinki, as we saw with the covenant, and now we see in this chapter she can release them too. Since noras are hated, she decides to strip all the excess names from the Nora we know, which, ouch.

To Nora, her names in plural are her identity. So to have them all taken now is like having her identity stripped away, bit by bit.

And Yukine, trying so hard to tune this entire exchange out, reacts to the cry of a distressed child and unleashes his power on the entire surrounding world.

So. uh. Amaterasu's gonna look at him next and see that he has two names. And we can see there's a good ending and a bad ending from this scenario: There's a chance she's going to release the Yuuki name from him and free him from the name of Hagusa (we know Father won't), but she might also, since he's going to be excommunicated, choose to release Sekki instead. So if he loses Yuuki, congrats, Yato can snatch him up and take him to the therapy they both desperately need (assuming Amaterasu forgets about his punishment ahahahahaha I'm fine). And if he loses Sekki, I'm going to take a road trip into the Pacific 💕

I'm gonna be optimistic that Amaterasu is on our side again here (after all, she did say Yato is the necessary one here, not Father), but Adachitoka does love to throw surprising conclusions at us so we might have to do the rest of the manga with Yukine no longer being Yato's shinki. Who can say.

We're probably not going to see the conclusion to this next chapter. so I'll just be here, silently screaming, until we do.

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remember how dazai despised the sheep for using chuuya for their own personal gain? remember how he stood up to them by saying that chuuya is capable of making his own decisions? and how he always asks chuuya if he's alright with using corruption even if he already knows the answer?

dazai must be really pissed at the fact that his partner has been turned into a mindless vampire being used as fyodor's trump card