#Amane s door is out!

[diabolicalacid]

birds of a feather— the head and the heart

warning/s : nsfw (smut), minors DNI.

atsumu’s hand reaches for the dial to turn off the sound system of his car. the soft music in the backdrop of him and you fades as his fingers rotate the dial to zero. he puts his foot on the break, halting the car in front of the gate to your dormitory, exactly where he had parked it when he received you in the morning.

you surmise this is your cue to leave. today has been fun, not it’s time to end the day, go your separate ways. you don’t want to, but that’s what the deal between the two of you was. a day full of fun, then it’s all over.

you take a look at your cellphone, checking in the time. it’s half past ten, a little before your curfew. if you don’t hurry, they won’t let you in. you twist your body in order to take hold of your belongings from his backseat, but he quickly makes an effort to grab your shoulder. he stops you in your tracks.

“wait.” he orders, opening the door to his car.

he alights, voice fading in a distance, “i’ll get it for you.”

atsumu quickly opens the door to the backseat and grabs all of your stuff, including the bouquet of flowers he offered you this morning. he proceeds to make his way to the door to the passenger seat. he swings it opens it for you, holding out his hand for you to take. for a moment, you find yourself hesitating.

you wonder if a few more moments of proximity with this man might cost you your dignity. if you let him hold you at the end of day, you’d start thinking it’s unfair how this good thing has to come to an end, and you’d beg for him to make it last longer. you’d lose your footing, end up looking extremely desperate, but you’d want him to have you regardless. despite deductions, you’re quick to accept his offer.

you place your palm over his. he wraps his hand around yours, helping you out of the car seat. you push the car door behind you. he hands you your tote bag and the bouquet of flowers. you receive it, offering him a gentle smile. he doesn’t let go of your hand, and you find it difficult to hold everything using one hand.

atsumu notices, relieving you of your tote bag. your hand is still held by his. you gulp as he pulls you closer to him. his hand releases your own and finds your waist, and he’s smiling softly at you. he really isn’t making this easy, if anything, you think you’re about to combust into a thousand burning flames. you’ll just take the liberty to pretend you haven’t been feeling the exact way since the beginning.

he takes the initiative, “i’ll drop you off to your room.”

“you don’t have to.” you’re quick to refuse his kind offer, coming off rather impolite.

you need to consider that amane san must be on rounds right now, and the last thing you want is to get caught sneaking in a perfect stranger into your room. as far as things with tobio went, amane was well acquainted with him, so she stopped taking things seriously after one point. but atsumu is a completely new entity, and you don’t want to wreak a havoc.

his hand that is enveloping your waist, tightens it’s hold around your figure, drawing you closer to his body, and you seek support, holding onto his arm. he insists, “but i want to.”

you want to deny deny deny, but his hold on you is making you so damn weak. your heart is a gullible child not even your head can convince otherwise. then there’s also the second surprise you prepared for atsumu, staying up all night yesterday. you were planning to discard it, since you thought you overdid yourself. but in the end you surmised that it would be best to hand it over.

though you intended on making him wait by the car so that you could make your way to your room and grab the gift to bring it to him, now it seems it wouldn’t hurt to invite the man to your room. whatever follows this bold decision of yours will be purely as intended by destiny.

as much as you’d like to shift the blame on the gift you prepared, deep down you know that your heart is the full fledged culprit. you’ve never been a bold person, but right now, you’re overflowing with courage you never knew you had.

you’ve snuck in tobio plenty of times without ever getting caught, so atsumu shouldn’t be a problem either. you’ll just have to play it safe. you’ll have to make him follow your instructions to the t, and it’ll be just fine. nothing to worry about per se.

“okay.” you grant him the permission to take you to your room, taking a step away from him. you don’t mention that you plan on inviting him inside.

atsumu’s smile widens and gaze locks into yours. It’s so contagious, you find yourself smiling back at him. he chuckles, mentioning a crucial point, “not sure where you stay, you’ll have to be the one to guide me, cutie.”

he pokes your cheek, you swat his hand off your face, glaring at his action. you growl, “let me go.”

but he isn’t swayed. so you request, “please?”

atsumu withdraws the hand placed around your waist. you try to encase his hand in your own, but yours is just too small to cut the deal. you drop his huge hand in frustration.

atsumu chuckles at you. your glare intensifies furthermore. you decide not to entertain him, commanding as you start walking toward your dormitory, “follow.” and so he does.

once you reach the lobby, you find yourself at crossroads once again. whether to invite him in or not to invite him in. it’s a pressing matter that needs to be thought through.

the possibilities are endless, and you aren’t sure which amongst them is the most favourable for you, or if you’ll ever reach the ending you so desperately desire for.

you think for a moment or two. he isn’t sure what the hold up is. now that he’s safely escorted you in, the next obvious thing to do should be to say your goodbyes and go your own ways. the one day contract between him and you should officially end as of right now, and you should be treading your own separate paths, never colliding again.

you give in. your heart gives in. you decide you want to invite him to your room. whatever may be the consequences, you’ll come to face them bravely when you have to.

you muster the courage to speak up. nervously rubbing the skin of your arm as you ask him, “i’ve prepared something for you. do you mind coming to my room?”

it isn’t an understatement to say that he’s shook. you’re quite bold to bring that up, and he wasn’t expecting it. neither were you. but here you are, asking him to come over, and here he is, contemplating whether it’s a good idea to go over.

he doesn’t give it much thought. he thinks for a second, then decides to go for it, agreeing, “alright, i don’t mind.”

“but no naughty business, cutie.” he winks at you, teasing as he pulls you in his embrace, hands casing your waist, bodies hanging only a few centimetres apart.

your cheeks instantly flush a deep red shade, and your gaze drops to the floor. you mumble, rolling your eyes, “i don’t know which one one of us needs the warning more.”

atsumu moves a loose strand of your hair out of the way, and tucks it behind your ear, inching in closer to your face to whisper to you, “exactly what are your intentions with me, cutie?”

you cannot take it anymore, it’s too much. the tension between atsumu and you is far too much than your fragile heart can take, and in the moment, you vacillate, quickly taking a step back to free yourself from his grasp.

you clear your throat, breathing in a haste, clarifying oneself, “i have no intentions of doing what you’re thinking of.”

“and exactly how do you know what it is that i’m thinking of, cutie?” he smirks, cupping your chin to level your eyes with his so as to hold your gaze, “you don’t read minds, or do you?”

“because then you’d know i’m thinking no pure thoughts.” he sneers, pecking the corner of your lip, then your neck.

you tremble as you feel his heavy breath against your neck, a wise thought dashing to your mind, wondering if it’s still a good idea to invite him in. your hand pushes him away, and you separate yourself from him before it becomes detrimental for you.

you fix your eyes to the floor, relenting to spare him a look, as you’re still too nervous to allow yourself to hold his gaze. you mutter, grimacing, “i didn’t know if i knew what you wanted back then, but i do now.”

“good.” atsumu walks over to you, cupping your chin once again, coercing you to look him in the eye, ridiculing you, “and you still think it’s a good idea to invite me over?”

“i don’t want my gift to go to waste.” you hiss, grabbing his hand in order to force him to release your chin, but his grip is too strong for you to negotiate.

annoyed, you drop the effort, menacingly fixing your gaze elsewhere so that you don’t have to meet his. it would be too much for you if you stare into his eyes any longer. you’re already faltering as it is, you don’t know what consequences this will lead to. you’re sure none of them will be holy. next thing you know, you might kiss miya atsumu like there’s no tomorrow, allowing him to take you whole.

he lets go of you, asking as he looks in the direction of the entrance to the building, “where to, cutie?” he spanks you, jolting you in the direction of the entrance.

you jibe at him, “don’t get too freaky, miya.”

“you aren’t getting anything out of me.” you warn, and atsumu scoffs. you’re glaring daggers at him.

you roll your eyes, “be respectful, will you?”

“alright, lead me, my liege.” he requests, bowing down to you.

you moue at his terrible theatrics, stepping into the building, looking around for amane’s presence on the ground floor.

you confirm amane’s absence and take his hand, jolting towards the stairs to climb to your floor. you’re careful with every floor you ascend, avoiding amane like a pro. once you’re on the third floor, having successfully avoided her, you peep around to discover a suitable spot for him to hide until you can scan around to make sure the coast leading to your room is safe and sound.

“there.” you point at one of the pillers, gesturing him to take a spot behind it, “hide.”

“don’t come out until i wave my hand.” you state sternly, then inform him, “once i reach my door and wave my hand, you’re to run at your fastest speed.”

you question, making sure he’s understood every instruction that has been pushed his way, “clear?”

he nods, then raises his thumb at you, a cheeky smile painting his face. a confirmation that your instructions were clear enough, and he’s to make no mistakes until your mission is successful and done for.

you carefully tread, neck craning around to look for amane’s presence, as you actively trail in the direction of your bedroom. once you’re at your door, you’re quick to unlock, enter and wave to atsumu.

catching your gesture from where he is hiding, he rushes in your direction in response, and before amane makes it down the stairs to your floor, you quickly pull him inside your room, locking the door shut.

you breathe heavily, sighing in contentment that the two of you didn’t get caught pulling this off. you look up at atsumu who’s already looking your way, a hearty laugh ready to burst through. you both end up laughing in unison, taking in the moment, digesting whatever just happened.

then, you pause together. for no particular reason. there’s a few moments of unexplained silence. you aren’t sure what brought this on, but neither atsumu, nor you dare to speak a word. but you find him wavering his stare between your lips and your chest. that doesn’t make you uncomfortable per se, but your hand instinctively moves to cover your chest.

you’re pressed against the door, and atsumu moves a step closer to you, close enough that you can hear his heart beating faster than usual because of the short cardio session your little stunt put him through. but that’s all he does.

he doesn’t make any further efforts. you aren’t sure if you were expecting him to, and if you wanted him to. maybe it’s the way you shielded yourself that made him stop in his tracks. maybe if your hand wasn’t covering your chest, he’d have done what he intended to.

you place your hand on his chest, requesting, “please, move.”

“i need to go in.” you tell him, hinting, “the present won’t bring itself out.”

he doesn’t budge. you apply some force to move his body to the side, and enter your room. once you’re inside, you invite him in as well, “come on, take off your shoes and get inside.”

“you know, i have a gift for you.” you stretch your lips into a smile, highlighting your dimples. his eyes are instantly caught by the particular sight, prying him to stare in the direction of your lips.

“you’ve only mentioned it a few times now.” atsumu shakes his head as he sighs.

he gets rid of his footwear and walks into your dorm room, coming to stand right in front of you.

you walk up to him, stand on your tip toes to quickly peck his lips, and praise him, “good boy.”

you turn around and dally your way towards the mini refrigerator to acquire the cake you prepared for him last night. once you’ve taken it out, you turn around, holding it out to him.

“tada.” you make a sing song voice.

you approach him, while singing a birthday song, pushing the cake in his direction, hoping he’d accept your offering. you look at the blueberries and lemons decorating the cake, pointing, “it’s cute, isn’t it?” no response.

you pout, expressing disappointment, “why won’t you take my gift.”

“i spent so much time preparing it for you.” you whine, cheeks puffed out.

atsumu sighs, unsure of what he is thinking of. the more he looks at you, the more it seems he wants this night to lead the two of you to someplace he’s sure neither of you were expecting it to lead to. to think this way when he’s already made it so obvious to you is rather stupid.

he isn’t sure if he should be thinking these thoughts at all. they shouldn’t be whirring around his head to begin with. after all, this is only supposed to be a one time thing, and he was specifically warned by bokuto san not to lead you on.

he’s led you on enough as it is. he really shouldn’t take this any further. it’s bound to make things worse for you as well as for him. he knows this well, he can put two and two together to decipher the pros and cons of his unideal thoughts. his head and his heart cannot reach reach a comprise.

in the battle between the two, the head loses, and atsumu let’s go of the remains of his rationality. he takes the the cake out of your grasp and puts it on your desk, returning to stand face to face with you. you’re left swarmed by confusion.

but before you can interrogate him, he puts a lip to your finger, inching his body closer to you. once he’s close enough, he pulls you further in by the waist, until your chest is pressed firmly against his. you don’t retaliate. you just let him take control.

“the cake can wait.” he smirks, speaking in a breathy voice, wrapping an arm around your waist and resting the other against the nape of your neck.

he tells you, his lips only an inch apart from your own, “right now, this is what i want to do, cutie.”

your cheeks are burning, your body is trembling, your mind is fogged, and your palms are sweaty as they wrap around his shoulders for the balance. he can feel your body shaking against his. you’re nervous, he knows. he’s making you nervous, he knows. he’s at an advantage, and he likes it.

“you alright?” atsumu loosens his hold on you, asking out of concern when he notices the state of your body. you hum in response to him, granting him a green light to proceed.

just to make sure, he inquires yet again, “are you sure you’re okay with this?” you hum once again, confirming your agreement regarding the matter.

“great.” the corner of his lip raises as he voices, fain.

atsumu pulls you closer to him once again, clashing his lips against yours. his tongue entwines with your own, exploring around your mouth. you can taste the strawberry from his froyo swishing around your mouth as his tongue swarms around. you like whatever it is that you’re feeling. you grab his blonde hair and press his face against your own, urging him to continue further.

soon enough, breathless and quite uncomfortable, you’re quick to interfere, and you step back. he isn’t sure what warranted your reaction, but he’s willing to be patient.

he rubs your back, asking worrisomely, as he leaves a trail of kisses in the region of your neck, “did i do something wrong?”

“it’s me. i’ve never done this before.” you admit, moaning as you feel his hot breath condensing all over your neck, enticing a reaction from your end.

you mumble, embarrassingly, gripping his hair to move his face off your body, “sorry, i’m a spoilsport.”

“that’s all?” atsumu laughs, twirling his finger around a strand of your hair, playing with it.

he stoops lower and uses his teeth to pull your dress off your breast, placing a quick kiss on your cleavage through your brasier, reassuring, “don’t worry, cutie.”

“i got you, i’ll be gentle.” he looks up at you, winking, as he raises himself back up, proceeding to press his lips against your own once again.

atsumu’s frisky hands rummage around your back to discover the zip to your dress. he unzips your garment while his lips are still glued to yours. he pulls himself apart from you for a moment, swinging your body around as he presses you against a wall, the impact making your paints fall to the ground, painting the floor around you in a myriad of shades.

his hands mischievously, and quite easily undress you, completely revealing your brasier and underwear, two different colours. not a set. you really didn’t think it through before making your pick, and you really weren’t expecting to be fucked by atsumu miya on your first date.

your cheeks glow red in embarrassment, but frankly, atsumu doesn’t care if it’s a pair or not, he just wants to get those pieces of fabric off you and eat you out. he finds himself releasing his belt and loosening his pants while you stand there, hands covering your brasier and your underwear like it matters at this point.

he inches closer, finding himself pushing his lips against yours for the third time today, finding himself rock hard down there, ready to go. his arms envelope your body as he lifts you up. you cross your legs around his waist, putting your arms around his neck.

atsumu throws you onto the bed, hovering over you, with his large, throbbing cock erect underneath his loosened clothing. you’re desperate and you want him to put it inside of you this instant. he reaches out to get rid of your underwear. you can’t help it but let out a loud moan when you feel his hands prancing around your private parts in an attempt to rid you of your undergarment. you’re sure you were loud enough for your neighbours to hear, and they’ll know you’ve been a naughty girl tonight, but you don’t seem to care. you just want his cock inside of you, is all.

you’re hasty enough pull off his pants and his undergarment, revealing his large, veiny, aching cock ready to be inserted into your vagina. you throw the piece of cloth to the ground, spreading your legs wide apart for him, smirking.

“you really want me, don’t ya, cutie?” atsumu teases you, cupping your chin to catch a hold of your wavering gaze.

“too bad i don’t have protection on me.” he purses his lips, shrugging as he lays on top of you, pinning his chin against your cleavage.

his large hands cup your boobs, stimulating the nerve endings around your nipples, irking you to let out a vague cry.

your voice cracks, as you plead to him, “it’s okay, i need you inside of me.”

“atsumu.”

he commands, taking your chin into his hands, shooting a coy smile at you, “look at me, cutie.”

“hold my gaze.” he orders, assuring, “and you’ll get exactly what you want, cutie.” you nod, following his order, forcing yourself to look right into his eyes.

you’re already sweaty and he hasn’t even started yet. you don’t know what to expect from the process, but your instant reflex is the shut your eyes when you feel his cock sliding against your walls, inside of you. he’s too big for and it’s too painful. when he breaks through your hymen, you feel sharp, lancinating pain, warranting you to let out a loud moan as you bleed a little, “a-ah.”

“stop.” you speak up, huffing for air.

atsumu withdraws his cock from inside of you, caressing your cheek, inquiring, worried, “are you okay?”

“it hurts.” you cry, still in the midst of catching your breath.

you permit him, “try again.”

accepting your request, he inserts himself into your vagina once again. as you feel his large dick sliding against your walls, you scrunch your face in pain, whimpering, “o-ouch.”

“do you want me to stop?” he asks.

you refute, shaking your head, wanting him to continue pleasuring you. you scratch your nails against the bedding when you feel him thrust his cock inside you again, and again and again, making you groan and wail in pain because his size is just too big for you to take. as you feel his cock glide in and out of your pussy rhythmically, your moans get louder and louder, and the pleasure of having him inside of you intensifies tenfold. you find yourself gasping for air.

you feel yourself about to cum. atsumu drags his dick out of your vagina. his lips move away from your neck to your ear. he nibs your ear, while he inserts his fingers inside your pussy, letting your cum drips over his fingers, tainting them slimy white.

“you’re leaking, cutie.” atsumu states, chuckling, as he inserts his dick inside your cunt again, licking your ear, prying you to let out a scream when you feel the friction of his girth against you as he slides in and out.

smiling proud of himself, he kisses your neck, relieving you momentarily when he removes his cock out of your pussy, but only after he cums inside you. his fluid drips down your thighs, mixing with your own. he finds himself pressing his head between your thighs, tongue reaching to lick your walls to cleanse them of the filth of your act. as you feel his tongue brush around your lips, you can’t help but ask him for more.

“n-need more.” you stammer, breathless, overwhelmed with guilty pleasure as you grab his neck to make him face yourself, smiling tiredly at him, “tsumu, gimme more.”

atsumu lays right beside you, rubbing your cheeks as he teases you, sliding his hand down slowly and steadily, with fingers that tread over flesh, from your cheeks to your neck down to your stomach, leaving behind a ticklish sensation on your skin.

he places his hand over your mons, whispering as he bites the cartilage of your ear, “want more, cutie?”

you nod, signaling him to continue.

atsumu inserts his fingers into your vagina, curling them up and down, rubbing the area between your inner and outer labia, slowly stimulating your clitoris. you feel a pleasurable sensation wash all over your body. the motion of his fingers demands you to moan. he’s so good as he rubs your inside, you feel yourself cum all over his fingers.

satisfied with your response, and proud of himself, he inserts his fingers deeper, curling them in a come-hither motion, coercing you to whimper quite loudly. you’re sure were loud enough for your neighbours to hear you. once again. but you simply do not care. you’re too busy bathing his fingers with your cum.

tonight is going to be a long night, you think to yourself, closing your eyes shut, moaning over and over again as atsumu’s fingers twist and curl inside of you. he finds himself entertained, hearing you mewl and watching your squirm as he pleasures you. you cum over and over again, every time you’re stimulated, as his fingers move methodically within your walls, drenched in your fluid that you can’t seem to stop the flow of.

atsumu retrieves his fingers, holding onto your waist as he raises himself to hover over you. he brings his lips closer to you body, designing a trail of feathery kisses from your neck all the way down to your desperate pussy. he presses his face against your folds, inserting his tongue, licking you on the inside. when his tongue brushes past your clitoris, you whimper, cumming all over his face.

he laps it like a street dog, asking for more, “give me some more, cutie.”

you’re heaving for breath as atsumu explores your throbbing pussy with his tongue alone, hitting the spot every chance he gets, obligating you to wail over and over again. you’re profusely cumming, with his mouth covered in your fluids. he loves it, you love it. he’s too good.

“we’re about to have fun tonight.” he sneers, raising his head to look at the state of you.

atsumu shuts your legs close, giving you a break. he puts his body on to you, feeling your chest rise and fall evidently while you’re breathless. he snakes himself upwards. he kisses you on the lips, allowing you to get a quick taste of yourself.

“i- i think i want a r-round two.” you stutter, pushing him off you. your hand slides down to grab a hold of his penis. you start to fondle with his tip, doe eyed as you look at him with pursed lips and an expecting expression, “you’ll be gentle, just like the last time, won’t you?”

his eyes widen when he feels your soft hands playing around with his cock, moving upwards and downwards, stroking it. he likes the feeling of your soft skin feeling his penis, your fingers prancing around like you own his cock, and what was drooping becomes rock hard once again, aching to be slid inside of your pussy that’s clearly asking for more.

atsumu climbs on top of you, lacing his sticky fingers with your own, pinning your hand against the bed, his other hand rubbing the skin of your cheek as he prepares to enter your cunt. you grab the nape of his neck, dragging his face closer to yours.

he feels your heavy, needy breath dissipate against his cheeks as he bites your nose. with his lips brushing against yours, as he presses his dick into your cunt, he mutters, “want this, don’t you?”

you feel him cum inside of you, filling you up. as a stream of his semen trickles down your inner thigh, you shoot him a wide grin, huffing, “yes, w-want this.”

“s-so good, tsumu.” you groan, feeling his cock rub against your lips, inciting you to squirt all over his cock.

atsumu is so proud of himself for pleasuring you so good on your first time. he presses his dick deeper inside of you. you’re a wailing, crying mess as his large dick inserts itself further inside you, making you ache. but the feeling of his cock being thrust inside of you is too good to make him stop.

he chuckles at your sweaty face painted crimson, with a weary but satisfactory smile lining your pink lips, smirking at you as he kisses your lips, then your neck, “alright, cutie, it’s time we have more fun throughout the night.”

౨ৎ yn and atsumu got along too well for his own liking, and he actually ended up having a great time with yn.

౨ৎ yn lost her v card to atsumu, meaning this is the first time she even hooked up with someone.

౨ৎ the security guards saw yn sneaking atsumu into the dormitory, but they just assumed it’s tobio.

౨ৎ tobio definitely cried on his way to practice.

౨ৎ you’re going to hate me for the next few chapters.

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Academy AU! Muzan (pretty sure he's a politician there lmao) crushing on physics teacher s/o in Kimetsu Academy? Thought it be kinda cute lmao

Aaah. We’re going on a Kimetsu Academy roll, aren’t we? Yes, Muzan is a evil politician that wants to rule Japan! Let’s see if I can figure out how to apply Muzan into the Kimetsu Academy

Kibutsuji Muzan

Muzan is constantly trying to overthrow Ubuyashiki Kagaya and his wife, Amane by sending in specific of his workers to behave as undercover information-gatherers. Sometimes, he has to go to the Kimetsu Academy himself in his own disguise when his subjects fail

Muzan just can’t stop gazing at you afterwards he first meets you when you introduce him to the school, excited and polite whilst knowledgeably explaining everything. Under his teacher persona, you helped him get accustom to the Kimetsu Academy. His eyes were forming love hearts whilst watching you as you pointed out his apparent classroom

Muzan starts to almost neglect his own position as a politician in favour of teaching some brats on a subject he barely knows so he can idolise you in the teacher’s lounge room. He doesn’t even care about anything but getting to know you

Muzan has been carefully adding you into his “rule Japan” plan from the very beginning and is all ready to throw his secretaries in the garbage for you. He isn’t going to tell you about his secret, just of yet as he needs to make you fall in love with him back

Muzan wants to impress you, the best he can so he starts to study your signature subject, Physics in his private time. Your enthusiasm over Physics is adorable to him and he simply loves watching you rant over the material you must teach your students. You’re just so innocent

Muzan is so favouritistic towards you. He hates literally everybody else in the entire Academy, other than you. Where he treats you like a queen, following you with lovestruck eyes whilst you just viewed him as a nice friend and a fellow Physics enthusiast

Muzan, thanks to his position as a Politician, has quite a lot of funds to his name and anytime you tell him that you need something, he has it delivered to your door in a few hours at the most. Rather you actually become his partner or not, he will continue to spoil you and spoil you rotten in hopes you will accept him one day

Muzan just wants you to be his so bad that it hurts, you’re a mediocre but significant teacher a the Kimetsu Academy and he is a high-level, all-powered politician. Anytime he wants something, he gets it. No matter what may happen, he will have you one way or another and he doesn’t mind tearing down the whole Academy to make sure you become his spouse

“Oh… so it’s like this? Back at my off— my school, we had a special system. This strict system isn’t something I’m use to. Will you keep helping me to grow accustom to this style? It’s just… really weird for me”

[archivalofsins]

So, I've seen the new Amane gifs and-

Spoilers under the cut.

Big sister Shion, I think you misplaced your taser-

Again.

In all seriousness, I would like to discuss the second gif in this batch. Since at first glance, it looked like Amane arriving home to me. However, it could come off as an abduction. If she's leaving a public area or is in one. Something that's still a possibility given all the papers covering the door.

Unless, for some reason, Amane's family just hangs papers on the inside of their home door or own a business that does that. Either of these things could be the case. Since we see them working on a set in Magic, and they could put things up at home like this to remind them of certain things. That's not uncommon in familial residences, after all.

However, the papers and cards there looked to be put up for advertising purposes. Kind of like what one would see on a bulletin board just on the door. This is usually done on the front doors of businesses, which is why I said this makes it possible for this scene to be an abduction.

Now I do believe that Riyone, the one shown to use electricity on Amane in Magic, is more than likely her mother. However, I also believe her parents are more than likely divorced, and her mother was using the pilgrimage thing to kill two birds with one stone.

Q.09 Tell us your family structure.

Kazui: It’s only me now.

Amane: It was my father, my mother and me.

By explaining away her father's sudden absence and displaying to Amane that her father believes in this too. This would motivate Amane to take these teachings more seriously because, as we have been shown over and over again, Amane has great respect, admiration, and love for her father.

Q.02 Who do you look up to?

Kazui: You won’t know them even if I say, but I have a childhood friend I really respect. Sorry for just answering someone from my personal life.

Amane: My father. He’s been away on a trip for a while, but I think that’s very honourable of him.

So, if she was led to believe that her father followed these teachings as well she would try harder to be a good girl in order to,

A. Make her dad proud.

B. Be like her father.

C. Possibly see him if she's good enough.

Q.13 Who do you want to see right now?

Kazui: They won’t see me anymore.

Amane: My father. I want him to praise me for all my hard work.

Japan favors leaving the kid with the parent, which will cause the least change in the child's life. So, they tend to give custody to the parent the child is living with at the time. This is why it's become common for parents who are about to divorce their spouse to either kick the other out of the home or move without notice taking the kid(s) with them and then get a divorce.

"Parents secretly moving out and taking children with them isn’t unheard of-in fact, it’s often viewed in Japan as justified, in part because of instances where domestic violence is alleged. Such unilateral separations are legal in Japan, but if the other parent attempts to take the child back, that can be considered an illegal removal."

This would explain why Kazui and Amane were paired together as their stories may heavily involve highlighting the failings of the divorce system.

If Amane's mother did do this, then her father wouldn't have any legal right to see Amane, and her mom could just come up with any excuse for his absence she wanted. Something that divorced parents tend to do anyhow even when not given such beneficial circumstances to do it under.

"Each year, divorce affects roughly 200,000 Japanese children, double that of 50 years ago in a country where the total number of minors has plummeted. Of children with divorced parents, 1 in 3 said they eventually lost all contact with the noncustodial parent, a 2021 government survey showed. Given the system’s winner-take-all approach, spousal battles have only intensified, escalating the economic and emotional damage." X

Overall, given what we know, Amane's situation is rather complicated. However, I find it very telling that a lot of people are willing to endanger/torment a child for the safety and comfort of a bunch of adults.

Simply because this is always how child abuse and neglect has been treated by society. Especially when done by a parent. The concept itself is so abhorrent and senseless that many would rather look away from the issue entirely than confront it. Even if they must shift the blame to the victim to do so.

It's easier to go,

"Well, that kid must have done something to get that response from their parent."

Objectively true statement. Something was done to cause this. That's simply how cause and effect work. However, that something can range from things as simple as helping another person in a way they deem unacceptable

or breathing wrong.

The victim undergoing familial abuse doesn't get to pick the struggle it fucking picks them. It's Monday and their primary caretaker had a bad day at work? Guess who's getting beat again. This may be the rest of their evening or week now. Aw shit- did they get a low grade on a test?

Hope they're ready to go to the quiet room or sit at a table for seven hours to be taught this from the beginning. Because they're making their parent(s) look bad. If only they were smarter and not a complete embarrassment, then they could be having fun right now.

20/06/18

Amane: Thank you very much for teaching me. ……but, though I realise it’s strange me saying this after I asked you, I must admit it’s kind of unexpected. You give off the impression of someone who wouldn’t want to get involved in things like this.

Kotoko: ……well, you’re not wrong. I’m surrounded by people who could all be murderers, so I don’t plan on going out of my way to talk and make friends. I can’t let my guard down. But I like ambitious people like you. If you want to study more, then I’m happy to teach.

Amane: I see…… You look scary at first impression, but I quite like the way you treat everyone equally regardless of whether they’re older or younger than you. You don’t just treat me like a child or anything like that.

Kotoko: Treat you like a child? Hah, you’ve got to be kidding. Back when I was your age, I was already the person I am today. I don’t have any plans to let you get away with something just “because you’re a child.” ……remember that. There, I’ve finished marking. 83%. How do I put it… Even though you act like this, it’s not like you’re super brilliant at studying or anything, huh.

Ah, they managed to fix all those things; man, that's nice. Why do they always need something (clothes, food, water, etc)? Have they thought of their parent(s) needs lately? Recognized how hard their parent(s) are trying. They have it rather good, considering some kids are out there starving. How can they be so ungrateful?

Shifting the onus of blame onto the victim is quite literally a good way to make sure the bar is always moving, and success is unobtainable. This is literally the first thing abusive parents do. Make the abuse seem like the child's fault.

"Well, that was then - this is now. You don't have to keep behaving this way. You're in a safe environment."

An objectively true statement. However, that may not feel emotionally true due to how long the individual has been in an unsafe environment, the likelihood of them changing the behavior that they learned to cope with that immediately is pretty much nonexistent.

"If they were unhappy, they'd say something. It would show more they wouldn't be doing as good at school."

No, they wouldn't; depending on the severity and duration of the abuse.

Usually, the intention of child abusers, especially parents who abuse their children, is to not get caught. They will actively go out of their way to make it look like things are as good as possible. If the kid does or says something that contradicts that they'll just punish them. So, when well-meaning people go,

"Is something wrong?"

The first instinct for a child suffering under familial abuse may be to lie. Because if they don't, whoever they are talking to may discuss what they have told them with their caretaker leading to them getting in trouble again. Sometimes parents that partake in this type of behavior will even coach their kids when it comes to lying.

"How'd you get this?" - "Playing."

"Why did you miss so many days of school?" - "I caught a cold."

"Hey, do you like it at home?" - "Yep, my life is great. My parent(s) and I do (acceptable to mention hobby here) on these days. It's a lot of fun. Why do you ask?"

For children living under these sorts of conditions every waking moment is a fucking balancing act. They either say the right thing or get in trouble because at the end of the day they're going to have to go back home. So, children living under these sorts of conditions are well aware of what happens if they act a certain way in public by the time they reach school age.

"I mean, it could be that... but it's best not to pry."

The quiet part out loud. People don't want to be bothered by it. It's uncomfortable and usually considered to not be the business of outside parties unless it's child services. So, people look the other way and get uncomfortable when it's even alluded to near them. They'll look at the kid and go well, that's bumming me out. Best to think about things that can be solved at the end of the day. I mean, that's their legal guardian. I can't tell someone else how to raise their kids.

That's just how a majority of people view child abuse/neglect. Because children are either a nice thing to have around, or a problem that should be ignored or handled. Everyone in Milgram outside of Amane has been given a good deal of the benefit of the doubt. Despite them all being older and just as capable of understanding their behavior along with the hurt it has caused while rationalizing why they did it as she is.

Amane is the only character in the series who has been treated with the scrutiny of an adult despite everything she's been through. To me, that's very fucked up. It's gotten to the point that I don't believe people even recognize they're doing it. They don't recognize they're justifying continuing to let a kid remain in an abusive environment because it makes their lives easier. Because then they'll be more comfortable.

Directly mirroring the way child abuse is pushed to the side and swept under the rug in the real world.

Because at the end of the day people only care about children when it's convenient for them. When it's easy to care, when the person they're protecting the kid from is someone they already dislike. People have no trouble pointing out these issues then. Because it's easy to talk about the pain of children or someone being younger when it helps others support or deny something they already feel a certain way about.

It's easy for one to conclude that what Futa did was wrong, that Mu, Yuno, or Haruka made a mistake because of their ages and upbringing. Yet when shown the horrendous treatment Amane has endured and her age being put on full display from the beginning... Somehow there's still room to dance around the idea of whether she should be Innocent (Forgiven) or not.

Despite being given the option to not continue to torment the youngest, most vulnerable, and consistently neglected person here, many can suddenly find a good deal of justifications to continue her punishment.

All I did was say a bad thing was wrong, how was I to know that was gonna to happen; what about what you're doing?

"Futa isn't sorry, he just doesn't want to get punished." A lot of people wanted to discuss remorse earlier and how Futa displays it. Yet, showing remorse isn't indicative of change. Plus, remorse and shame look a lot alike.

The most important thing with Futa is he not only recognized that what he did was wrong regardless of how he displays that- He, also took the necessary steps to change his behavior moving forward. In order to prevent what had happened before from happening again. He's actively attempted to show more concern for those younger than himself since entering Milgram.

Even though he isn't particularly good at communicating, he goes out of his way to attempt to check in on others and asks about them. Despite saying he can't afford to do that he's still done so. Even going to inquire about Haruka.

He can do that but despite seeing the consequences of our judgements, a lot of people are too comfortable with doubling down on some of the most disenfranchised characters within Milgram. Simply because the idea of that sort of person existing to some is a personal offense.

That's fine Milgram let's you vote on that alone after all. However, I definitely wouldn't like my name being used to excuse the mistreatment of others. So, instead of saying it's for another prisoner's sake how about we cut out the middleman and get straight to the point.

Some people within the fandom would be more comfortable with Milgram if Amane were restrained. It would give certain individuals a sense of peace of mind.

No matter how easily broken that will be by whatever prisoner decides to act up next during the intermission in response to their verdict.

Despite everyone in Milgram showing little or no fear of Amane and Mahiru literally saying this,

Q.13 What do you think of Amane?

Shidou: Us adults need to do something for her. I can’t do anything while looking after the injured right now so I have to leave it to someone else, which is bothering me.

Mahiru: I would’ve loved to play a lot with her if she was doing better.

So, it'd be nice if people stopped using Mahiru as an excuse to hurt another prisoner that she has admitted to liking numerous times.

Q.10 Which of the other prisoners do you get along with?

Kazui: Shidou-kun, Mikoto and me all smoke together, so I think we get along well.

Amane: If I had to pick someone, then Yuno-san and Mahiru-san.

Plus, this is simply rich; looking back on all these people discussing the safety and care of children to compare it to how they're acting now. Justifying continuing the mental suffering of a child simply because it appears narratively convenient to them. You're going to meta vote the kid twice, really? Okay, go ahead.

That's the sort of place Milgram is after all. A place that says children only matter when they can fit into the framing most convenient to the one speaking. It doesn't matter if Amane is tortured blatantly on screen, it doesn't matter if she's having a rough time. Because a bunch of people have already decided that coddling adults who should damn well be able to protect themselves is more important than a child's safety.

Not surprising or disappointing, that's just the natural way of things in society.

I mean you might as well, I don't know-

Ignore the consistent signs of familial abuse happening around her, ostracize her because the idea makes you uncomfortable, avoid her like a plague. Put her in the corner because children are meant to speak only when spoken to.

Oh...hm that sounds familiar-

Lol, fuck kids though am I right? The only time people decided to care about Satoko, and her lived experiences, was when she was a teenager. Maybe if Amane was a few years older, then her lived experiences would matter. For now, though, nah-

Moving on! I'd also like to discuss two other gifs; the close-up of the baton with rope attached and the attempted flag twirling. Given what we've seen I believe that Purge March will be retreading what we are shown in Magic except subtracting Amane's idealized view of things.

It was implied that this was her ideal at the end of Magic through this image-

A scene that brings to question all of the presentation of Magic. That made me wonder if this is how things went or just Amane's more idealized retelling.

Star pointed out the absence of anyone in front of the stage in her post Sunday. However, there's another thing that's odd. The thing we see before the credits roll isn't everyone standing together as they are in the end but Amane by herself brandishing her wand-

However, unlike when she first brandished it her chibi form her wand moves from her left hand to her right back to her left again before the fake credits role at the end of Magic.

This also happens directly after everyone just mysteriously disappears like right before this she was dancing with just Yuri and Riyone-

Since we noticeably see Yuri isn't holding anyone else's hand and Riyone doesn't seem to be either. So, where did Gachata and Gozake go? Then when they are back in the credits it's like this-

Instead of Amane being in between Yuri and Riyone like she was before she's between Gozake and Riyone.

Since she did this when no one else seemed to be present this could mean a variety of things. One that she may have used the wand more than once, two she did a routine of some sort which she just finished, or even denote handedness meaning her left hand is more than likely her dominant one.

Considering how her routine begins with the wand in her left hand and ends with it in her left hand. However, I don't know enough about baton twirling to say. Plus, every video I've found on it has emphasized starting with one's right hand regardless of dominance. So, this is odd.

(Star here! Given the religious aspects of Amane's circumstances, it could also be something to do with the stigma left-handed people have/had. They might have forced her to use her right hand for things. A prime example of this is the gif of her attempting to spin the flagpole. This could indicate that Amane was forced to use her right hand, resulting in a loss of motor skills you wouldn't get when using your dominant hand. Further backing this is the fact that in the close-up gif of Amane twirling the baton, she starts with her left hand and then transfers it to her right)

Adding to that in baton twirling people are specifically trained to use both hands and it's widely accepted that one is meant to start with the right. Though the baton is usually meant to be the length of one's dominant hand.

X

X

Video on Baton Measuring: X, X

Outside of giving us a possible idea on her handedness- This also adds more depth to this answer given by Amane in her first written interrogation-

Q.14 Do you listen to music?

Kazui: I guess I do from time to time. It’s all super old music though, so I don’t think you’ll know it.

Amane: I don’t particularly listen to it for fun.

Because if Amane is majorette which has been all but stated, she would listen to music predominantly to practice her routines. This would give more depth to her pairing with Kazui as well. Since they've both been heavily related to the performing arts in some way.

Baton Twirling routines: X, X, X, X, X

What Amane appeared to be doing in the new gif using the baton with the string: X

(What Amane appears to have attempted with the flag toss: X)

Back to how Purge March may be the same events just less idealized.

If you look at these frames-

Notice that the way the flagpole lands on Amane's head and how the impact affects her mirrors this scene of Gachata flicking her forehead.

(This time, it's Star typing something! Gunsli was busy for a bit so I was headed to write this up o7

Taking this and the gif of her desperately trying to make her way through the water to grab the flag in front of her, it's likely they are going to use the switch from flagpole to baton as an allegory. Specifically, to better illustrate the timeline of events/order of circumstances.

Though, to expand on this, the flag may also represent the idea of everyone living happily together that Amane refers to in Magic. The baton, however, represents the ideologies surrounding the cult her family is involved in. If this is true, then it could also be visual shorthand for the idea of Amane changing her priorities.)

With that I think we're done here. There's a lot of interesting things about Purge March and I think it's going to follow up on Magic well. It's making me more and more excited for Double. Milgram has been very hush-hush about Amane and Mikoto. So, their songs might just end up speaking more than any of the others so far.

[under-the-cherrytree]

after that last angst request i just need more 👁️👁️ more angts, yes mhm

The Minamoto Brothers and the Yugi Twins

We get into a huge fight with them causing them to not talk to us, but the thing is we were messaging them that someone was follow us and the intention of killing us but they didnt read our messages

tw : mentions of murder

Teru, Kou, Amane, and Tsukasa when they are ignoring s/o and they are being followed❣︎

Warning: attempted murder, stalking, argument

A/n: hello hello!!

I enjoy writing angst but not so much receiving angst-

I also HEAVILY debated if S/o should die in this since you didn’t say, so if you wanted s/o to die I’m sorry-

This is also long so i hope it makes up for my slowness-

I hope you enjoy and have a good day or night!!

ALSO @mikeyelistsukasa HELPED ME WRITE KOU AND TSUKASA’S PART, PLEASE CHECK OUT HER ACCOUNT IF YOU HAVEN’T ALREADY!!<33

- Teru and you haven’t been talking much recently

- All because he was hanging out with someone who asked him out

- Teru has been friends with this person for a long time, and though you didn’t want to tell him who he should be friends with, it made you very angry

- You could tell this person still had feelings for him but Teru didn't seen to notice or care

- But when this person finally started to become more clingy with your boyfriend in front of you

- And this person knew you were dating Teru

- that's when you got pissed off

- You eventually confronted Teru about his“friend” and told him that they upset you

- Teru didn’t see a problem with it and your talk turned into an argument

- You two ended up fighting so bad you two ghosted each other

- And Teru was stubborn

- You stayed at school late and was walking home when you felt like you were being watched

- You used your phone camera to look behind you and you noticed someone who was wearing all black standing not too far away

- You ignored it, continuing your way home

- But when you got the weird feeling again, you looked to see the person not too far behind you again

- You felt your stomach drop, now knowing he was following you

- While you walked, you acted like you were taking a selfie and took a photo of the person in the background of the photo

- You messaged you boyfriend, saying this person was following you and you didn’t know what to do

- But he wasn’t checking his notifications from you, he was upset

- He wanted a night to cool off from the fight, thinking he will be able to talk to you tomorrow

- He was wrong about the reason you were calling.

- The next morning he went to school but you weren’t there

- It was odd

- By the time the lunch bell rang, he went to check his phone and thats when he saw those messages

- His heart sank when he realized why you weren’t at school.

- He quickly called your parentals, asking if you were okay

- Luckily for him, you survived but you were in the hospital after being stabbed 13 times

- Teru took the rest of the day off, waiting for more news

- After a day, the hospital allowed people to visit you and Teru was the first person to see you that day

- When he saw your condition, he felt his chest tighten

- He felt like this was his fault. You messaged him about this person following you and he didn’t help at all

- He couldn’t help you when you needed him too

“Y/n?” Teru knocked on your hospital door, walking into your room. You turned to him and felt your chest tighten seeing him. Last time you two talked, it was an argument and you thought you would never be able to see him again.

“T-Teru-“ You were about to speak but he quickly cut you off.

“Don’t say sorry. I should be the one apologizing. You told me about a concern you had and I didn’t take your feelings into consideration. I acted like a child when I ghosted you and if I looked at your messages… maybe you wouldn’t be in the hospital. I’m sorry Y/n…” Tears formed in Teru’s eyes as he could barely make eye contact with you. He felt like a jerk for igorning you for such a dumb reason.

“Teru… look at me..” He faced you when you called. “I love you so much, thank you for coming to visit me. I forgive you and I’m glad we were able to talk again.” You smiled softly.

“I am too… I’m so glad you are okay” Teru sat down on a chair next to you.

“I am as well, because I get to see you again” You giggled softly and his cheeks turned red. He leaned in and kissed your forehead softly

“I love you, Y/n”

“I love you too, Teru”

- Kou is very sweet and open minded so it’s hard to actually get in a fight with him

- But it’s possible

- Kou loves you but he doesn’t like seeing you in danger

- If you are anywhere near a bad supernatural (for him, that will be Tsukasa-) he will tell you to stay as far away as possible

- If you don’t listen to him, that's when a fight break out

- And this was an intense fight

- You both said some things you shouldn't have

- And you both went home angry

- He was rethinking if he might have been a bit too harsh on you

- But at the same time Kou doesn’t like to be the one being wrong.

- Why couldn’t you just understand that all he wanted to do is protect you

- He wants you to rely on him

- He slowly started to remember the fight that happened between you two so he decided to take his mind off by hanging out with Teru and Tiara

- Not to mention he needs to make dinner

- So he put his phone on his bed and left his room

- While you on the other hand decided to take a walk around the park in the evening

- Deciding how you two could make it up for one another

- You felt bad for not leaving since you know he only wanted to protect you

- But at the same time it annoyed you that he always babied you

- As if you need to be protected 24/7

- You were suddenly startled by the sudden voice next to you

- „Excuse me miss/mister do you by any chance have a lighter? I need it for my cigarette“

- „Huh? Oh no sorry i don’t smoke…“

- You saw the man having some weapon in the pocket and that made you nervous

- Who knows what that man plans to do?!

- You pretended you didn’t see anything and just started to walk away from the creepy man

- You messaged Kou about what just happened and that you might be in danger since

- It is then when you saw the same man still being behind you so you startet to speed walk and spam Kou

- Why didn’t he answer????

- Did that fight effect him that much?

- He wouldn’t be selfish enough to ignore such type of messages so you assumed his phone is dead or he doesn’t have it with you

- There was no near shop to help you either

- So you doing the most idiotic thing you could do

- Turned around to fight the person

- You can guess how it all ended up

- Kou came back after a tiresome day

- He checked his phone

- And let me tell you the shock he had after seeing your Message being „help“ „stalker“ „weapon“ ect. And many keyboard smashes

- He looked through all the photos and videos to find your location while grabbing his weapon and some bandages(just in case)

- And after figuring out in what park you were he ran as fast as he could ready to beat someone up

- After about 15 minutes he finally arrived and Oh my god he was glad he arrived on time

- You were on the ground bleeding out BUT still alive

- he quickly kneeled down next to you

- „s/o are you okay??? where are they?! Stay with me“

- Kou couldn’t think straight

- And all you could whisper is just „help“

- Kou took out his phone called an ambulance while taking out his bandages and wrapping them around you

- „Please s/o …stay with me. I still didn’t get the chance to properly apologize to you!!“

- You softened your face smiling at him

- „S/o? S/o!! Keep your eyes open please!!! S/O!!!!“

- was the last thing you heard before passing out

- ….

- You slowly woke up in a bright room

- Wait..did you actually make it???

- you saw your boyfriend sleeping next to you

- He must’ve been exhausted after all that happened so no wonder he is sleeping

- You poked his cheek trying to wake him up like that

- „Hng wh- s/o?- S/O!!!“

- „Yes yes its me S/o“ you laughed at his little excitement

- „I WAS SO WORRIED HOW ARE YOU!?!“

- You suddenly were being hugged without having the time to answer

- „K-kou- hurting!!hurting!!“

- Kou quickly let go of you

- „S-sorry i just got so excited!“

- „Don’t worry i understand…“

- You both stayed silent for a minute

- „S/o… i am-“

- „No need. I know you just wanted to protect me and i appreciate it…just don’t worry about me too much if im around a supernatural“

- „Weeeeell that will be hard especially after what just happend but I’ll try my best“

- You two laughed at Kou‘s silly remark and then gave eachother a ‚see you later‘ kiss

- Amane is normally chilled back but there are times where you two start fighting

- And it can be a small fight then he might insult you and you won’t take that well and insult him…

- And now a big fight has broken out

- Because of this, you two refuse to speak to each other for the rest of the day

- Amane went home that day pissed off and you stayed behind school for a while

- The sun started to set and you decided to walk back home

- You didn’t even notice you were being followed until it was too late

- You were pulled into an alley, not too far away from the school

- You were in a semi-crowded area so you wanted to be seen as fast as you could

- You tried to run away from the person who pulled you in

- But he had a weapon

- Before you could do anything else, you were shot in your leg and you fell to the ground

- The sound of the gun shot alerted people and you soon heard screaming

- The gunman run off and you could hear more shot being fired

- You shook, your leg bleeding

- You needed to tell someone

- You quickly called Amane but got no answer

- You messaged him and messaged him

- But he wasn’t looking at his messages

- He heard the buzzing on his phone but he ignored it, still mad at what you said to him

- Your cries of help turned into pleading and sorrys, thinking that this might be the last time you talked to him

- Your started saying “Amane, I’m shot in the leg, help me” to “I’m sorry for fighting, I love you so much, i don't want to leave you…”

- Soon police came and took you to the hospital

- And Amane had no idea what was going on…

- The morning came and Amane had slept on things

- He calmed down quite a bit and that's when he decided to read the messages

- He felt his heart sink when he slowly started to read the messages

- He skipped school that day, rushing to the hospital where you were at

- He begged the doctors to let him see you, tears in his eyes

- However, they said no, saying you were seeing a doctor at the moment

- So Amane waited passionately, trying to stop crying

- But soon he was allowed to see you

“Knock knock…” Amane knocked on the door as he said this, a small smile on his face.

“Yugi…?” You looked up at him.

“Hey… I’m sorry I didn’t see your messages sooner..” He said softly, sitting on a chair next to you. His eyes were red from crying and he could barely look you in the eye. He was a terrible boyfriend.

“It’s fine… I am alright now though.. well, kind of…”

“I’m just glad you survived… I couldn’t bare to lose you the way we left things” He felt tears starting to form in his eyes again.

“Amane… hey… it’s okay now, I’m not leaving you” You reached an arm out to him, wanting to cup his cheeks. He smiled softly and walked over to you, placing your hand on his cheek.

“I know we both said some things we shouldn’t have… but let’s forget about that, alright?” He nodded his head to your words.

“Yes… I’m so sorry… I love you so much..” He kisses the palm of your hand “We shouldn’t be fighting over dumb things.. I promise to be a better boyfriend, I will make every moment count..”

- You and Tsukasa had a fight because of his brother Amane

- „You lately never have time for me Tsukasa!“

- „BECAUSE IM BUSY HANGING OUT WITH AMANE“

- „WELL WHAT ABOUT ME?“

- „AMANE IS MORE IMPORTANT HE NEEDS MY ATTENTION YOU STUPID WITCH“

- Witch? Really? You thought to yourself

- „WHATEVER“

- you scoffed and went on your way home while Tsukasa went on his way to his brother

- „Seriously of all the insults he could say he chose witch? that idiot“

- You were jealous of Amane since he was constantly with Tsukasa

- Though you don’t blame Amane he once confronted that Tsukasa just loves spending time with him and he barely spends time with his own friends because Tsukasa is so clingy and he doesn’t really know what has gotten into him lately

- You were more mad at Tsukasa than Amane after hearing that

- He is so complicated to understand time to time

- You put your headphones on and went on your way home

- Today you guys had a long day at school so no wonder it’s already dark outside

- You went into a shop to buy some snacks because you planned on watching a film to forget today‘s incident

- After buying what you wanted you went outside and noticed a strange man leaving the shop after you

- You didn’t pay the man much attention

- That is until you noticed the man already following the same path as you for the past 30 minutes

- You didn’t know what to do other than Message Tsukasa so that he can come and bring you company and ofc protect you in case something Happens

- And that’s what you did

- Unlucky for you Tsukasa felt his phone vibrating but he didn’t bother answering thinking its you probably already asking for forgiveness (that jerk)

- And not to mention he is busy playing video games with his brother! You can wait

- Except you actually couldn’t wait right now

- You can get kidnapped or worse get killed in any minute

- You decided to take a shortcut so that you could enter some shop

- Surely they won’t attack in the shop right? Right????

- What did you do to deserve this…

- You were able to enter the shop and OH WHAT A COINCIDENCE

- the stalker had ended up stabbing you and the owner in the shop he didn’t stab you to death thinking you would bleed out eventually

- He robbed you both and left while also shutting the door of the shop

- You couldn’t get out and Tsukasa wasn’t answering so with all your might you had you called the police and said everything before passing out

- You didn’t come to school the next day and that made Tsukasa mad because he didn’t think you would be that mad

- He didn’t even check his phone ???? Like u idiot-

- So he went home and turned on the tv

- And that’s when he saw the news

- „2 people being stabbed an old man and a Highschool girl/boy. Sadly the old man had passed away due to the big wound he got. Fortunately the young girl/boy survived and is currently recovering“

- Tsukasa grabbed his phone and saw all the Messages you had sended him

- He wasn’t sure if he should visit you since he did kinda feel guilty (wow tsukasa and guilt? That’s new)

- So he rushed to his brother and asked for advice

- …..

- He bursted into the room without even knocking

- You were startled and almost spilled your cup of water by the sudden door slamming

- „S/OOOOOOOOOO-„

- „TSUKASAAAAAAAA-„

- Nvm you spilled your water

- Oh both of you

- „You jerk! Don’t you know you dont hug injured people???“

- „I am sorryyyyyyyyyyyyyy“

- You looked at him and you could tell he was genuine with his apology

- „I-i brought you chocolate but i ate half of it on my way to you“

- You couldn’t help but laugh

- „Alright alright i forgive you. But you own me a date“

- You gave him a small kiss on his on his cheek as a thank for the…half chocolate?

- „YESYESYESYESSSS I PROMISE“

- You two ended up playing truth or dare in the hospital

[oboetemasuka]

Kicked out

An "Order of Attack" side story.

Part of a writing trade with @good-beanswrites.

Chapter 14 ends on a cliffhanger and doesn't explore the fallout. The next time you see Fuuta and Amane, they're doing better.

But what happened in between those chapters?

(cw: suicidal thoughts, cult mentality)

Amane curled herself up tightly under the blankets. It caused a terrible strain on her ribs, but she deserved it. Now she understood how the cat felt. She might even understand how Fuuta felt.

She thought that just because she could overcome her own trials, he could too. It hadn't dawned on her how much worse he had it. Fighting to breathe, too pained to move… Oh, how could she take it for granted? Just a few months of (relative) freedom, and now she thought everyone was on a brighter road. If she had to be stuck like this every day, trapped in the dark under Kirisaki Shidou's constant watch, wondering if Kotoko was going to return, would she too wish for the pain to go away permanently?

She should apologize to Fuuta. Tell him she was so caught up in her own world that she didn't consider other people's suffering. But she couldn't. The day she left, Shidou had closed the proverbial (and literal) door behind her. When she had returned the next day, he gave her a stern lecture.

"I will not allow you to see Kajiyama-kun again after all the harm you've caused him. You've proven time and time again that you can't be trusted around him. Sabotaging your healthcare is one thing, but inciting him to do the same? He is in a very vulnerable mental state right now. I will not have you pose a danger to him."

Was this how the good doctor would finally take her seriously? As a danger. A liability. If she would just stay out of the way, then Fuuta might finally-

Light filtered in through the blanket. The sound of quietly approaching footsteps echoed through the room.

"Amane-chan…" Of course. Who else would come to visit but Mahiru? "Do you need help?"

In response, Amane let out an animalistic growl, which was apparently considered an affirmative. A blinding light poured into her eyes as the blanket was lifted off her face.

"Amane-chan! Can you even breathe-"

Amane uncurled herself painfully, but she also accepted Mahiru's help this time. Anything to not have her running off to that doctor again. But she couldn't meet her eyes.

"You don't have to answer..." As if she would take silence for an answer. "But I'm really worried. You haven't run off like this since…"

Since the day Amane was discharged from the doctor's care. She never wanted to relive the helplessness and fear of being attacked, and yet she was doing that all over again. All she had to do was cry into Mahiru's shoulder, and the scene would be complete.

She would not put that final piece in place.

So they just sat in silence. Amane fought not to fall over.

Sister dearest was certainly waiting for an answer.

Amane wasn't going to give her one.

So they continued to sit in silence. Amane's head was spinning as she recovered from the pain of curling up.

…

"Why? Why do you always come over? Why do you keep trying to push your values on me and get me to live how you would? My end goal is the same either way, so why bother-"

It was like staring in a mirror. Wide eye(s), mouth slightly agape, perfectly matched.

It wasn't like Amane to snap like that. It was like she was airing someone else's grievances. This…

"This is about Fuuta-kun, isn't it?"

Amane kept her head down. "All I wanted… was to inspire him to live a more virtuous life. I should have realized…" She found herself crashing onto Mahiru's shoulder.

"Oh…" Mahiru carefully wrapped her arms around Amane. "You couldn't have known. Too many things were in play. I talked to him too. Shidou-san kept watch around the clock. Fuuta-kun hasn't been in…" She tapped her fingers, trying and failing to find the words.

"And what do you mean about Kirisaki Shidou?"

"So much has happened to get to this point. If he's making you feel like the blame is all yours, I'll have a word with him."

Tempting. Amane straightened her back and her expression. "Please do."

Mahiru stood up and gave Amane a pat on the head. "I promise you'll be able to visit again in no time."

[dragonoffantasyandreality]

⛈️Boys of the Storm⛈️

Thought about the Elderly Trio again and ended up conjuring up a cute fluff fic about them <3

Enjoy the fluff! 😁

@uniwolfcorn @teapotteringabout @skymaiden32 @knyee @janetm74 @the-original-sineater @thundergeek59 @riallasheng @katblu42 @mariashades @room-on-broom @yarol2075 @llamawrites @etrnlvoid

-0-0-0-

The heavy rain crashed on the roof of their holiday cabin, wind howled loudly by their window and thunder boomed in the sky. They watched the trees sway and bend by the force of nature. Showing its terrible power.

"I hate storms!" The young Samuel Shore growled in dismay, thumping his foot near the well shut door with a big window, "They has always been a bad sign!"

Jeff Tracy, well off in his early 20's, smiled sympathetically and pointed at the said storm at the window.

"I'm sure it'll pass! Its not the first time we've gone through this," he said as he took a bite of the cooked fish cake on a stick.

The 15-year-old turned around with puffed up chest and a serious expression on his face in front of his older friend.

"My Uncle once said, 'Be wary of storms! They are a death sentence if yer don't gosh darn know how to navigate yer ship through them', " he jabbed his thumb towards his heart, "And I take his advice like its my precious memory!"

Jeff let out a heart-felt chuckle when he spotted the 12-year-old Charles Gray by the glass sliding doors. Sitting with his legs crossed, staring pensively at the chaos outside. Showing no reaction to the bright flash of lightning or the scary boom of thunder.

The young adult got up from his spot by the fireplace, gently asking Sammie to watch the fire and the food as he walked towards the doors, taking some of the fishcake sticks with him.

He sat down next to the young British boy, handing him one of the sticks to him.

Charles, without looking, took it wordlessly. Eyes kept on the dark skies as he began munching on his food.

"What were you thinking about, Charlie Boy?" Jeff asked, taking another bite of his fishcake.

"Aman..." the boy answered, his pronounced English accent combined with his quiet voice made it almost impossible to understand at first hearing.

"Pardon, could you repeat that again?" The young man raised a brow.

"I said, 'a man'."

With a sound of understanding, Jeff leaned in a little closer with curiousity.

"What man?" he gently asked.

After a small moment of silence, the dark-haired little boy replied.

"I was thinking about that man who gave me the most delicious sandwich."

"Oooh. Who was that man? A friend of yours?" his older friend perked up.

"No. A complete stranger. He's Japanese, that I remember... I wonder where he is now?" Charles spoke to himself and answering to Jeff at the same time.

Which it wasn't uncommon for his youngest friend to do. His head had always seemed to be in the clouds... and in reality, all at once.

He could be one scary decisive strategist, if he grows up to be one, Jefferson thought. Granted, he has yet to join the Air Force to know fully what a strategist does.

"So... Why did he gave you a sandwich?" he continued his questioning.

"Because I was sad. Remember, how I lost my grandfather?"

He remembered. His mother was friends with the Grays. And how the death of one their oldest family members devastated their son, as he used look up to the old Navy veteran.

And it was Jeff's idea for him and Samuel to befriend with the lonely at the time 6-year old Charlie.

However, when they got to met him, he had mysteriously perked up.

As if Charles had just met with a dawning sun in the horizon.

"So he was the guy who cheered you up then, huh?" was Sammie's huffed quip as the grumpy sea pup arrived at their spot, leaning above both of them.

"Shouldn't you be watching the fire?" Jeff smirked up at him.

"Aren't ya getting cold over here?" Samuel retorted, "Y'all becoming icebergs, by the way you're shaking..."

Charles immediately got up and walked directly to the fireplace. Chuckling, Sammie followed along with Jeff.

The oldest took his seat and threw another few logs into the still burning fire.

From the corner of his eye, he watched the two sea pups snuggled together under the blanket, Sammie taking two sticks of boiled prawns from the soup and passed one to Charles.

"So... About that man? You're thinking of finding him?" Jefferson began, taking his own stick of food.

"I want find him!" the English boy proclaimed through his mouthful of food.

Sammie, with an enormous grin, clapped his friend by the shoulder.

"We're with ya, buddy! We always do things together!" He then turned towards their older friend with bright glimmer in his eyes, "Right, Jeff?"

"Sure..." Jeff slowly nodded with a warm smile, "We will."

[d0enti]

TBHK—“Baby, you’re my better half”

➵Summary:Amane with Hospitalized S/O

➵Warning:none

➵A/N:Amane is honestly one of my fav

You and Amane have been dating for a couple months, one day at school Amane noticed you weren't there and got concerned even if you skip class like him you always tell him, when the teacher was asking who's present and whose not he mentioned you are in a hospital and Amane gets surprised he didn't you know you were hospitalized so he decided to visit you of course he had to go to your guardians and ask them if he's allowed to

୨⎯ "Time skip" ⎯୧

Amane was walking towards your house ready to ask your parents about what was going on when he got there he gently knocked on the doors hoping you guardian is home eventually one of you guardians came to the doors and opened them

"Oh Amane how may I help you?"

"Hello I just want to ask if I could visit [Y/N] in the hospital since they didn't tell me they are in the hospital"

"oh yeah of course, also do you need a ride to get to it it's quite far away"

"Yes please"

You guardian was taking Amane to the hospital while he listened to a playlist you both made and kept adding songs to the current song was "lower" by nightcord at 25 Amane was listening to it until they finally arrived and you guardian told the receptionist that Amane is allowed to visit you and filled the form with the permission when Amane was allowed to see you the nurse took him to the room where you were there eating with you roommates

"Hey there cherry blossom"

"huh? Amane Hi!"

"How are you?"

"I'm a lot better since you are here"

"Whatcha eating?"

"bread,egg just one,yogurt, pepper and a tomato"

Amane looked at the plate that he assumed was yours and noticed the only one thing was eaten of the stuff you mentioned and it was the breed

"Cherry blossom why did yo-"

"don't question me please"

"sure I won't question you, hey want to go on a walk around the hospital"

"sure plus I have a holter on so walking around is a good option"

You and Amane left and started walking around the hospital while Amane was telling what you were doing In class

"you had an math test?! Oh no I'm gone have to write it"

"we also had a biology test about gens"

"You will help me study right my love?"

"of course I will"

"yay love you"

You and Amane eventually get to the room you were in before and you sat down on the bed looking a bit upset while Amane looked and you confused why you are sad

"Cherry blossom why are you sad?"

"I'm sorry,"

"why are you sorry?"

"I promised you a date but I will still be at the hospital when we are supposed to have our date on"

"it's fine cherry blossom I don't mind as long as you are alright"

Amane hugged you not too tightly since he didn't want to hurt you after you were still in the hospital, Amane started hanging out with you around the hospital bringing his school work and let you copy it and teaching you what they learned during class, Amane was walking around outside with you getting some fresh air you just finished eating a soup from the hospital if you were being honest...it was disgusting that why Amane went to buy some donuts before coming back, since he knew you going to feel sad when he's not there, you were walking around and Amane noticed you seemed sad or more of concerned?

"cherry blossom are you alright? You seem sad?"

"I'm fine just worried..."

"why are you worried? Did something happen?"

"no nothing happened but what if the results are what I don't want?"

"and what do you want the results to be?"

"good I want to be able to see you I want to go on dates with you and all that stuff"

"you will be fine I promise and if the moon is truly as beautiful as you it will make sure you will be okay"

"you are silly Amane"

"I'm always going to be silly if it's going to make you feel better"

"my star..."

[wanderers-archive]

Hello hello!!

You need request ideas- I’m here✨

Can I request Amane with a supernatural reader that’s an Angel like supernatural

Like the whole halo and wing things yk-

I been thinking about this for a while

Thank you!!!<33

@under-the-cherrytree order for amane(summary): reader who's an angel donut(fluff), honey(fics), water(gn!reader)

Warning(s):none(?) let me know if there are!

_______Amane Kusaba_______

3rd POV

it was now after school, there were no more students, the only ones in the school were the teacher's.

amane walked through the empty hallways as he looked left and right, looking for you.

he opened the classroom door open and he was shocked.

that was his reaction seeing you in an empty classroom with wings and a halo above your head,

[n-name!?] amane said yelped quietly as you calmly turned around and looked at amane dead in the eye,

''amane! what are you doing here?, aren't you supposed to go home already?'' you shrieked

''i-i was just looking for you since i wanted to walk home together'' amane stuttered as you pat the chair next to you ''sit here next to me amane and i'll try and answer all your questions since you look like you have so many questions dear'' you smiled at him as blushed while he sat next to you.

''so amane what's your question?'' you said while he looked quite nervous ''so u-um [name] how are you an angel?'' he questioned anxiously of course thats normal since you are an actual angel in front of him ''well....how can i say this'' you said confusingly ''don't worry [name] i'll try and understand anything you say'' he answered ''ok well...dear...im not alive'' you admitted while you looked away, you looked back at amane and he kind of looked calm yet still nervous '' well i kinda figured since you are an angel'' he commented, well atleast you got that out of the way ''dear i've been dead since 1943''(i don't know what year this is so i guess 1968?) .

After explaining(not because i'm lazy;)

3rd POV

After you explained, you sighed heavily,(gonna make tsucigomori to reveal himself to amane as a supernatural) as tsucigomori came inside the empty classroom and stood at the door, you looked at him as he spoke, "hmm i see that you have said your secret to amane" he said calmly as amane looked shocked "t-tsucigomori sensei your a supernatural too!?" amane says as his eyes were big as if he had just seen a ghost "yep, been for a long time, even when you were alive [name], i was a supernatural" he sighed as he put his cigarette in his mouth before exhaling the smoke "haha i remember before i passed that you called me tour daughter" you giggled softly "gosh dont make me remember that" tsucigomori grumbled under his breath, "yeah! You say you dont care for us but you keep bandeging me up, and accidentally called [name] your daughter" amane scoffed proudly as you giggled and tsucigomori rolling his eyes.

Will this happiness ever end?

________END_________

"Extea" note: i finally finished this draft after months of not doing any😄 just a few more and my requests will be open again! Hope you enjoyed!

_sincerely mikus bakery

[hoshi-y]

In Denial [★]

Y. Amane

Are you still denying your feelings for me?

"No way! I don't like [L/N] like that, they're just my assistant thats it." Hanako denied for the 10th time to the mokke who kept bothering him about it "Impossible! We saw how you look at them! there was love!" The mokke said as its companion nodded

He sighed as he again, denied the 11th time. "For the last time, I don't have that kind of feelings for them! that's final" He sat down on the window sill as he leaned on the window with his hands folded

Just a few moments after he said that they heard someone running, you slid the sliding door to the bathroom open and tried to catch your breath. You ran here cause you didn't wanna get an earful from Hanako for not being here

"S-sorry for being a little late, I was pulled in for a club activity" Pulling your bag up back to your shoulder because it was falling

The mokke grumbled "Honestly!"

The other mokke poked it as it pointed towards hanako "Hey look at this!"

Mokke turned to Hanako as it deadpanned

Hanako had a loving gaze towards you with a soft smile and blush on his cheeks

"Its alright, you can take a break from bathroom cleaning for awhile and hangout with me" He pulled you in for a hug as you reciprocated it.

"Okkaayyy?? You're acting weird Hanako..."

"Mhm.. You make me feel this way.."

"Are you serious.." The Mokkes deadpanned watching you both be lovey dovey to each other

After you went home he went back to arguing and denying to the Mokkes that he didn't have 'that' type of feelings for you

Yeah, right.

Skit was inspired by @/kermitbread (Im too shy to mention them, you make amazing drawings I love it ♥️)

Go check out their account!

[linalilia]

[meet the prisoners!] prisoner 002: hanasaki aimi

the second prisoner is here! thankfully, she's much nicer than the first one.. well, at least she looks like a nice person.

(prisoner 001's profile)

Warning: implications of bullying

General info:

Name: Hanasaki Aimi (花咲 愛美) (kanjis in her last name mean "flower" and "blossom" and kanjis in her first name mean "love" and "beautiful")

Age: 16 y/o

Gender: Female

Status: Prisoner 002

Birthday: March 6 (Pisces)

Height: 156 cm

Blood type: B

Image color: #FF9AD2

Occupation: High school student (first year)

Personality: Aimi is a sweet and soft-spoken girl, who dislikes fighting and arguing. She claims that she just wants to get along with everyone and she doesn't care about their past, she truly believes that she can become friends with all the prisoners and even guards. In fact, it seems that she's kind of.. obsessed with the concept of friendship and if someone says they don't want to be friends with her, she will want to become closer with them even more. She gets attached to people very easily, they just have to be kind to her and that's it, she will see them as her best friends now. She's also a bit clumsy and often ends up accidentally hurting herself.

MV info:

Which canon Milgram song she would cover: Listen. If we're talking about her backstory, After Pain would fit her more. But I already have another character who I imagine covering After Pain and also going with this option feels a bit too obvious, so.. Magic it is.

Which DECO*27 song she would cover: Positive Parade! Yes, she stole everything from Amane. Her Trial 1 song, her cover, even her prisoner uniform looks a lot like Amane's. I am so sorry, Amane.

If she could cover a song by a different Vocaloid producer, which one would it be: Melty Land Nightmare by Harumaki Gohan. I don't really have a reason for giving her this song, I just think it fits her vibe well!

Her MV description:

Her MV would be very bright and colorful compared to Akio's MV and her song would sound very fun and cute too!

The video starts with Aimi listening to her classmates talk about something and you can see her nodding and smiling. She looks like she's genuinely having fun. After the conversation is over, all students from her class start painting on the walls and Aimi joins them too. Aimi tries to paint something, but then one of her classmates accidentally drops a bucket of paint on her. Even though she's completely covered in paint, Aimi still laughs and everyone laughs as well. The lyrics mention Aimi loving her classmates a lot and wanting to be friends with them and she hopes their friendship will last forever.

As they continue painting, Aimi is struggling a lot. She doesn't have the colors she wants and when she tries to ask others for help, they just laugh and she laughs too. When she trips on someone's brushes and falls, other students just laugh and she tries to laugh too. As these bad things keep happening to her, Aimi finally notices that her classmates don't think she's funny or anything like that, they just enjoy seeing her suffer. She wants to get more paint and when she opens the door, it turns out that her classmates wanted to prank her and she sees another bucket of paint falling right on her head. Everyone points at her and laughs, her song becomes slower for a moment, but when she finally takes the bucket off her head, she ends up being fully covered in red paint and she's actually laughing louder than all the other students. The MV ends with Aimi finishing painting her classmates, she smiles and looks proud. Her painting is much bigger than the other students' works and she used only the red paint this whole time because she still didn't get the colors she wanted. She's tired and she decides to take a nap on the floor, but right when she does that, she wakes up in a dark and scary place that doesn't look like her school at all and she sees something that looks like some kind of creepy Halloween mask lying on the floor.

Her Trailer 1 Voicelines:

"Oh, h-hello! My name is Hanasaki Aimi, nice to meet you! I have no idea why I'm here and how this place works, but.. Still, I hope we all can get along no matter what kind of people we were before ending up here!"

"Huh.. so you all hate me this much?"

Trivia.

She doesn't really care about this whole "innocent or guilty" stuff, but if she had to choose, of course, she would want everyone to be voted innocent. She doesn't care about her own verdict though.

She didn't commit any other crimes except murder, but whenever her number of victims is mentioned, she just smiles and changes the topic.

No matter how much she tries to become friends with all the prisoners and the guards, there aren't any people she's especially close with. She likes to call herself, Prisoner 001, Prisoner 009 and one of the guards "The High School Gang" since all of them are high school students. However, Prisoner 001 thinks she's annoying, Prisoner 009 tries to be kind to her, but he doesn't actually like her that much and that guard isn't allowed to get too friendly with the prisoners. Also all of them think that the name is kinda boring.

She's a bit similar to Yuno because of her being the second prisoner and having a shade of pink as her image color.

It's hard to notice because of her clothes, but she has even more injuries than it looks like. So yeah, if she gets voted guilty and someone decides to go Kotoko mode.. it's probably not gonna end well.

So I think a lot of people have heard that the canon prisoner pairs have some similarities between them, for example, Mahiru and Shidou's crimes are both related to love in some way, Fuuta and Muu's crimes are related to bullying, etc. I'm doing the same thing actually! Both Akio and Aimi are high school first years and their crimes are related to their reputation among other students, particularly their classmates. Also they both have names that start with "A" and have four letters. If it looks confusing, I'm sorry

[7ban-sama]

to just get something out of my system, I need to jot down 'scenes' I have in my head, for the school festival arc. I'm thinking a lot about past Tsukasa, the play, time travel... head spinning over the possibilities.

(These aren't really predictions, they're more like. Visions. Anyways...)

I really love how Tsukasa words this — that the irregular time flow winds up feeling like a daydream...

It makes me dwell on how Nene and Mitsuba weren't even entirely sure what was happening, as they set foot in the past version of the festival. Of course, your mind leaps to 'logical' conclusions, so it is sooner assumed that, somehow, the festival had just... started... as opposed to being launched back in time! It all transpires so quickly — it really must feel like a daydream, stars in your eyes as you rub them. Did you really see that...?

So, with that in mind, and the likelihood that Tsukasa's class was putting on a production of The Wizard of Oz, since Tsukasa was humming "Over the Rainbow" in Ch 101... I feel like that means there will eventually be an overlap of Nene's class play / and Tsukasa's class play...? Time's unstable flow and it being the same production feels like too much of an opportunity.

It feels like we could watch an innocent Nene-chan rehearsing for her role, then enter the auditorium... but, wait, things aren't quite right — it's The Wizard of Oz, but the props aren't the ones she helped make..! The outfits are wrong, the students are different...! She's in the past-!! (I wonder if it could even be as extreme as, she's in the present until she exits onto the stage, and then she's launched into the past, and has to just act natural, haha.)

But amidst the disorientation, spotting Tsukasa in a corner... clearly looking towards her, smiling. Beckoning her towards the back...? With no other options, Nene is magnetized towards him. He leads her towards the entrance to the clock room Amane worked in. It'd be kind of atmospheric to be trailing after Tsukasa, the distant sounds of the play becoming muffled... entering this more cramped, lonely space. I'd like it to feel ominous, but for Tsukasa to be smiling warmly, pleased and leading her to where she needs to be. Calmly unlocking the door, letting her in.

9.9 It'd be a dream for them to talk alone, in somewhere like this... Explained or alluded to key elements about the clock, No. 1, the twins' history. Though no matter what, I typically feel like the most cinematic 'closing out' would be that Nene cuts back to the present day, while in this place, suddenly granted access to somewhere she wouldn't normally know where it is or how to get to it. Shuffled to her next 'goal', where she needs to be.

If the clock IS the entrance to No. 1's boundary, it'd be interesting for Nene to commence that little 'quest'... ? Running into Hanako there, as well, considering — he might be hiding his memories and intentions for this clock. Maybe he would have presumed Nene to be busy with her play... Well, and now factoring in the most recent chapter, she could also just converge with Natsuhiko ww, how unexpected... Seeing the currently ? decaying? form of the large clock. Exciting stuff...

Whatever the case, I'm curious what'll wind up happening! I can never meaningfully predict exact events. These are really my own little daydreams~ (￣▽￣)

[davidsguide]

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[oboetemasuka]

Order of Attack, part 10

I'm being put on trial for this...

and I'd do it again. In fact, I'll do it right now. (this is a scheduled post)

Cw for suicidal thoughts and Amane's cult mindset. Medical information may be inaccurate. I might go over this again when I wake up.

Courtesy link to AO3, which will be updated at some point tomorrow.

...Can I finally call this hurt/comfort?

-

"Wouldn’t it be weird for me to have thoughts on that, then?" Muu picked at her nails. "After all, I didn't do anything wrong. You forgave me!"

Was Muu always this callous? Es took a nervous breath. They had to find out. "But… don't you feel bad for Amane at least?"

"Hm? Why would I? She has nothing to do with me. You ask strange questions, Warden-san." Her expression remained carefree. "I mean, you didn't let up on her, and it's your job. Why should I be concerned when you're just doing your job and I'm completely uninvolved?"

Es felt ridiculous for even asking. What did they expect? This wasn't even like their conversation with Haruka, who had at least been friends with Fuuta. Muu had very little to do with Amane, and Es was asking for Muu's sympathy just because they got a kid hurt.

—

"Orbital floor fracture on the right. Traumatic retinal detachment. Bruising. Lacerations. Broken ribs. That is Amane's present condition."

Es couldn't meet Shidou's eyes. What could they even say?

"In ordinary circumstances, these are treatable wounds. But alas, I am not an ophthalmologist, so I was unable to do much about her eye. Still, she should have been completely healed if my calculations are correct. Worse yet, she actively thwarts my treatments."

"Amane…" It was Es's fault she got hurt. They chose not to forgive her out of a misguided attempt to show her that her beliefs were wrong. They dreaded having to tell her that… or maybe they didn't have to…

"Kajiyama-kun's condition is even worse. I am sure you remember what I told you. He was in terrible shape by the end of the interrogation. You should have called me over sooner."

Es was too ashamed to tell Shidou that they had at least seven chances to get him at the time.

"He has asked on multiple occasions to make the pain stop. Forever. Both their minds and bodies are at their limits. Please, Es-kun, put an end to this. They could die if they are stuck here any longer."

Es had personally seen Fuuta's fading will. They dreaded what they would find with Amane. But what could they do but carry on with their duties of Milgram?

—

Amane pulled the eyepatch over her eye. It was still incredibly uncomfortable, especially since she wasn't sure how to put it on correctly. She just hoped Shidou wouldn't get on her case about it again when she went to visit Fuuta.

"Oh, Amane-chan!" Mahiru skipped up to her but wobbled on one step. "Do you... do you need help with that?" Her voice was shaky despite her attempts to sound as bubbly as she used to.

Amane nodded and let Mahiru adjust the eyepatch. To think that only a week ago she would have swatted Mahiru's hand away or turned around and sped-walked away. But maybe letting Mahiru help her would have more benefits than consequences. She recalled her promise to Mahiru; it wasn’t just Fuuta she was looking out for. She told Mahiru that she’d help with her redemption too. It’s okay to disobey the laws of my faith a little longer, right? If it means saving two more souls…

"There you go, all better," Mahiru said.

Amane didn’t know just what Mahiru did, but she could barely feel the eyepatch anymore.

"Thank you, Mahiru-san."

"Oh, no need to thank me… You know, I knew you were still the same Amane-chan deep down."

The same? What was she implying? "Don't push it…"

"S-sorry!" Too harsh?

"Mahiru-san, do you want to come with me?"

Amane figured that maybe Fuuta would listen to her if she wasn't some lone crazy kid. Mahiru seemed to be thinking something in a similar vein.

"Of course. I'll just… be with you."

-

Shidou's cell door opened, and Yuno stepped out.

"Oh! Mahiru-san. Amane-chan."

"Hi, Yuno-chan…"

"Kashiki Yuno. What are the conditions inside that cell?"

"Oh, Shidou-san just woke up. Fuuta is kind of in a daze, though."

"No matter. We are just here to check on him like usual."

Yuno turned to Mahiru. "Are you sure you want to go in after what happened last time?"

"Huh? Oh, I'm… I'm fine. Besides, I'll let Amane-chan do most of the talking."

"Do you want me to stay with you?"

"No, I'll be fine."

"Well, if you insist. But if Fuuta says anything nasty to you-"

"I'll be fine! Really! But thanks for looking out for me, Yuno-chan."

-

Yuno was right about Fuuta being in a daze. That meant she was probably wrong about the possibility of him snapping at them.

"Fuuta Kajiyama." Fuuta stirred and barely cracked his eyes open when Amane spoke. "We are very concerned about your condition."

"You and every… no sh…" Just from that tone, it was clear he was getting worse.

"You continue to rely on medicine. Anyone can see it is only making you worse. You want numbness? Numbness is not the answer."

Fuuta looked ready to object, but Mahiru spoke up.

"Fuuta-kun, I… I know you're tired of everyone stopping by and worrying, but… we really do mean it. It's not some… some self-serving pity. We really do care about you."

Fuuta's expression softened. Amane was glad Mahiru stepped in. She wouldn't have been able to put it like that.

Mahiru continued, "I know how tempting it is to never have to feel anything again. But running away from the pain isn't the answer. Yes, it isn't pleasant, but it makes us human. I promise there's something to look forward to after all of it." She paused to gauge Fuuta's reaction. There was no trace of hostility left. She lowered her voice so Amane wouldn't hear. "Listen to Shidou. Won't you take better care of yourself? …If not for your own sake, then for Amane-chan as well?"

After a long silence, Fuuta responded, "Your sake… huh… I'll think about it… Amane and you…" He smiled weakly at Mahiru. "That… that was all you?"

Amane didn't have much more to add onto Mahiru's spiel. "Those were wise words. Fuuta Kajiyama, will you keep them in mind?"

"Mmhmm."

-

"Mahiru-san, how did you do it?" Amane asked. Whatever Mahiru had told Fuuta at the end, it seemed to work.

"Oh, it was all you. Before, I wasn't sure how to approach Fuuta-kun. But you helped me realize what he was fighting. Thank you, Amane-chan."

"Thank you. You knew what to say to get through to him."

[ngmn2002]

Post midnight thought 🗝️

Apparently, I can't fall asleep since a little 'wild... almost nonsensical...' thought prevents me from doing so...

So, I've been thinking about Amane's key a bit too much lately, then all of a sudden, a thought came to my mind... "What if Amane's key is not a normal key and is actually a time traveling item" ...... "Then Nene has an item at hand to help travel through time all she wants, whenever she wants (maybe there would be some limits to how it's used/ how efficient it is in the process of time traveling/ how much time it grants you while being used/ how many times can it be used/ maybe specific circumstances must be present for it to grant you the power of time traveling/ ....? )" ..... And that's.... I don't know what to say.... That's why they call these things "post midnight thoughts" it seems. Still, I won't lose a thing from sharing it, so here it is.

Little edit: So, after ch 111 one crazy thought came to me: what if the key with Nene was the same one of the clock with No.1, just different shape. The same key, one of the past (Nene's), other of the present (No.1's), or the other way around I don't know. It's just that time is twisted. Or it can belong to the other clock? Nene might be using that one? That is, if the 2 clocks aren't just the same one, one is the supernatural form in No.1's boudary, the other (that Amane was fixing) is the normal shape. so that makes it's the normal shape of the key. That way it will seriously be a time travelling item in a sense. lol the funny thing is... that can't be true thinking with your senses, since No.1's key is a yorishro, what would it be doing in Amane's hands, taking a shape of a normal key. lol well, we do this for fun. this little post is where I put my crazy thoughts over this key, make or not. Ahem, even though I would want the key to only do with the twins, no outsife forces.

The ideas I have about this key so far are:

*** It may be used as a way to save/help/protect Amane or Hanako in some way or another.

*** It must mean something huge to Amane or even both him and Tsukasa.

* It may be a key to open something. Or I may add a bit more... What if the key actually has a "lock"🔒 and it's used to open it, which in turn opens the thing they keep locked. 🔐

(Will add some nonsensical explanation to this "lock" Tsukasa-coded thingy later )

* It may be a key to one of the doors in the nowhere - everywhere place or -again- a thing that Nene may find after going past a door / going back in time somehow.

.......

Of course, these things are just assumptions and may turn out to be completely wrong. ~ I'm sharing them for fun. ~ And to look back at them the day we get to know the truth behind Mr. Key and then laugh -either at myself or proudly of myself if something I said was somehow true-. ~

[amane-by-together]

Can I please request an Amane yugi x fem reader where they are just cuddling?

late night rendezvous || amane yugi

genre: fluff

pairing: amane yugi x fem! reader

summary: amane wakes up in the middle of the night around 2:00 am to try and sneak in to his girlfriend's house to cuddle with her.

warning: makes u feel single :3

author's note: eyy i'm alive—

amane keeps tossing and turning on his bed as he furrows his eyebrows on how uncomfortable his sleeping position is. eventually, amane gives up by opening his eyes with a deadpan expression. 'i can't sleep.' he thinks.

it's dark out, which means it's still night. amane scoots over to the table next to his bed to grab his phone to check the time. two o'clock in the morning—thankfully it's saturday so amane doesn't need to worry about catching some sleep.

amane closes his eyes once again, trying to go back to sleep and counting one to one hundred in his mind. his eyelids pop open when he counts to ten. 'this is impossible, there's no way i can go back to sleep.'

he sits up. amane's strands of hair sticks out in a messy way—it makes his hair look fluffy when it's disheveled. amane rubs his eyes while sliding himself off the bed. he can go outside to see if he can go to [name]'s house to sleep with her.

amane and [name] have been dating for three years. they're pretty happy with their relationship and things are going steady between the two. although [name] is still flustered around him despite dating for a long time, and amane is enjoys seeing her turn red whenever he pulls some moves on her.

before amane leaves the house, he adjusts his black shirt and black jogging pants then wears his slippers. the stars are visible since it's the new moon you can see them twinkle. there are lamposts along the way so that amane knows where he's heading.

knock knock.

"[name]?" if his girlfriend doesn't answer, then amane will retreat back to his house and try to go back to sleep. amane waits for a few seconds constantly checking his phone to see what time it is, then texting her to inform that he came into her house. "she's probably asleep by now—i shouldn't disturb her."

amane stops his rambling once [name] opens the door with a groggy look on her face. she's wearing the oversize mokke hoodie that amane gave her as a gift during their anniversary, it looks cute on her. "amane...?" [name] squints while rubbing her eyes—amane might as well squeeze her right there because she's adorable. "why are you here...?"

"i have the sudden urge to see you, i guess?" amane smiles apologetically. "sorry, did i bother you?" he asks, stepping in to the house after removing his slippers. [name] shakes her head, now amane feels bad for waking her up to answer the door.

"not at all..." [name] yawns.

"i couldn't sleep and i decided to go out and see you, i was planning to go back if you didn't answer the door within five minutes."

[name] smiles. opening her arms wide, she says with a grin. "wanna cuddle?" was that even a question? soon [name] finds herself being carried by amane as they went upstairs to her bed.

amane sets her down as he quickly wrapped his arms around [name] before pulling her to the bed. they both tangle their feet together as amane buries his head on the crook of her neck to bask into her warmth. "you're so comfortable..." he sighs.

[name] threads her fingers through amane's choppy locks. amane interlocks his arms on her waist to pull her closer. "my, aren't you a little cuddly today...?" [name] whispers as she continues to brush his hair.

all of a sudden, they both hear droplets of rain coming from outside—now [name] is excited when she hears the soft pitter patter of the raindrops. she giggles when amane groans, sitting up to see the window turning foggy. "how am i going to go home when it's raining in the middle of the night?"

"ehh~ don't you wanna cuddle with me?" [name] spreads her arms. amane, completely lovestruck on how cute [name] is asking him to cuddle with her. "just stay for the night."

"but aren't your parents going to be weirded out because i'm here?" amane asks worryingly since her parents are going to speculate as to why amane is in their home—in their daughter's room?

"don't worry, they'll understand."

amane hugs her from behind, putting his chin on top of her shoulder as he squishes his cheek against hers. [name] softens around his hold. "i'm glad we have this opportunity to spend time with each other, usually we're too busy because of school..."

"i thought so too." amane takes her hands as he starts to play with her fingers, rubbing each knuckle and admiring her hands. "but we have plenty of time after we graduate so don't worry~" amane pecks the back of [name]'s hair.

"we should go live together when we get to college, i mean—i kinda want that idea..." [name] twiddles her fingers as she smiles at the thought of amane being around for the whole time. amane's eyes widen, then he smiles reaching to cup her cheek to face him.

"i want that too." amane puts his forehead against [name]'s, staring into her eyes with his gaze softening at the thought of being able to be with [name]—even imagining to be with her for the rest of his life.

[name]'s face blooms into a reddish color at the intensity of amane's gaze so she covers her face causing amane to look at her confusingly. "i-i'm sorry, i can't help but to feel flustered when you're staring at me like that..."

amane chuckles. "you're so cute~" he coos while tenderly removing her hands to see even more of her. he nuzzles his nose against hers causing [name] to squeal slightly and giggle.

he places both of his hands on her cheeks. [name] gives him a closed-eye grin. amane was practically swooning right now, didn't think he could hold the moon with both of his hands. "holding your face feels like i'm holding the moon."

"amane, you haven't even touched the moon—plus how would that work?" to her surprise, amane plants a soft kiss on her lips with a chup sound, barely pulling away to whisper.

"i meant you, my dear moon."

"amaneee—!" [name] whines before burying her face against his chest to hide her blush. amane lets out a light and airy laugh as he continues to shower her with affection, giving her small kisses and hand holding.

"i love you..." amane mumbles just as the two of them are all bundled up under the blanket in each other's arms.

"i love you too." [name] slowly closes her eyes.

and seven o'clock in the morning is too far away when you're with someone you love.

author's note: *opens window* THERE'S NO FOREVER! just kidding~ i hope you enjoy this oneshot and i feel a lil rusty because i woke up in the middle of the night like amane did but that damn shorty had a cuddle buddy while i don't :D

[staytinyville]

Resonance

Alpha!Giyuu x Ubuyashiki!omega!reader

A/n: Reader has colored eyes, I had to give them purple due to the story and how they are Oyakata-sama's sister. Other than that, everything else is you. You are the younger sister as well! A good three years perhaps. I went by some Reddit post I saw of when the Hashiras became Hashiras. It said Giyuu was around 15-16 at the time. I also have it set before Kyojuro became a Hashira. The others will be mentioned as the years go on.

P A S T

The girl was sitting sieza style behind her brother; her nieces and nephew were sitting around her as they tried their best not to fidget too much. Their mother, Amane, was sat next to her as well, sitting the same way as she watched her husband in front of them.

The young leader was speaking with the Hashira Demon Slayers. Familiar faces were present at the meeting, having been there for so long without having to retire or lose their lives. (Y/n) watched slowly, tracing over the faces of those who seemed to be sucked of any light left in their soul.

One of the girls scooted closer to their aunt, a yawn wanting to spill from the girl's mouth. (Y/n) smiled impishly, patting the little girl's head in a soothing manner. She giggled quietly, having four more pairs of eyes watching her and waiting for their turn to be pat on the head.

Just as she finished patting the head of the last quintuplet, Kiriya, her body froze up some, sensing the presence of a new alpha. She froze in her seat, turning around in curiosity. She saw all the same Hashira's, still kneeling and listening intently to what her brother had to say.

Most of the Hashira's were known alphas, a select few betas. But none had ever made her stop in her tracks, none of them really called to her attention. Though for the first time ever, there seemed to be an energy going about the air, a buzzing feeling in the atmosphere that made her nerves spark.

(Y/n) began to pay attention to her brother, squinting her eyes at the bright light that was beaming down on the Hashiras outside in the garden. The engawa was meant to protect the Ubuyashiki family from being out in the sun so much. (Y/n) sat just at the edge from the start of the engawa and the room shoji door frame.

"I would like to introduce a new Hashira. One who was recommended to me by many. He has been through many struggles the same as all of you. I do hope you get along." Kagaya spoke, turning his head to the left as someone walked into the garden.

(Y/n)'s nerves began to buzz, her head tilting from the feeling and hands rubbing against each other to calm the electric feeling moving throughout her body. Kagaya only glanced at his sister's way, feeling her aura change into one that seemed to be buzzing around them.

She was leaning to the side, trying to get a better look at the new Hashira, the 15 year-old's natural curiosity making it way out. The children scooted forward as well, wanting to see what their aunt was so excited to see. Amane only looked at them oddly, wanting to move to get her children to sit back but she didn't want to be disrespectful and interrupt Kagaya.

The sun was bright in her eyes, the light seemingly making the boy's blue, almost black, hair shine. Any bright color seemed to be brighter than it intentionally is. While the maroon side of his haori seemed to be easy to look at, the other side was a bit more complicated. The sun was shining so much that day, a few clouds to paint the sky as a beautiful background.

He stood back up from his bow towards the Hashiras, the boy turning to look at Oyakata-sama. (Y/n) was quick to straighten back up, startling the little 4 year-olds who were following her lead. All of them suddenly looked forward again, waiting for their father/brother to say something once more.

(Y/n) kept her eyes on the brightly covered boy, in a trance almost at how much his aura seemed to be calling to her. She looked off to the side once more, all the children watching her closely as they scooted on their knees closer to her. She gave them a smile, trying to get them to understand she was okay.

When she looked back up, her breath got caught in her throat. He had blue eyes, the color clear as the sun beamed down on them. Her eyes went wide, for once not slit as she tried to see through the sun's rays. She straightened her back as much as she could, trying to get the buzzing feeling to move evenly through her body.

Giyuu had looked behind Oyakata-sama once he had finished introducing the boy. He had begun to feel warm, but not from the sun. It was a content feeling, his ever lasting depression seemed to be pushed down and over powered by it. He had felt the strange buzzing feeling the moment he stepped foot into the garden, eyes glancing over all the Hashiras thinking maybe it was their auras that gave off the buzzing.

But when the 15 year old couldn't pinpoint it from any of the people in front of him, he had turned giving the Demon Slayer leader a bow before glancing at the family that was behind him. The man himself was an omega, a known fact among the Demon Slayers. It was also known that those born into the Ubuyashiki family were always born omegas.

The role seemed to be stuck permanently in the family, the universe just knowing that the family itself were sickly people; maybe thinking that they were in need to someone bigger to take care of them. Though after eras of the Ubuyashiki family being leaders of the Demon Slayer corps, they were anything but that. They were respected, they were followed as leaders. There was nothing omega like about how they inspired people, but maybe it just had to do with their psychic.

Giyuu was quick to find the buzzing was coming from behind Oyakata-sama, a vibration going on around the air around the girl behind him. She had been looking at the children that sat down next to her, a turn of her lips from what he could see from her side profile.

She had turned back towards the garden, her eyes catching with his which made him flinch just the tiniest bits. His eyebrows jumped, eyes growing wide for just a fraction of a second. He took notice of how she seemed to freeze as well, back becoming straight from her old position and eyes sparkling with something he couldn't tell from the distance.

His eyes turned back towards Oyakata-sama though, his movement's catching the boy's attention. He didn't want to be caught staring at one of Oyakata-sama's family members, didn't want to come off as rude.

"(Y/n)," Kagaya spoke, turning around to get his sister's attention.

"Yes, brother?"

"Could you help me say hello to the new Hashira?" He smiled, his pale eyes seemingly feeling as though he knew exactly what it was she was feeling. He hadn't gone fully blind yet, but it was getting there.

"Of course." Kagura stood up slowly from sitting on her knees, not wanting to get light headed.

She gave Katana a smile, hands pulling from her kimono to grip onto the umbrella the little girl had stretched to give her. Her sandals clicked against the engawa's floor once she had gotten them on, seemingly trying hard not to look back over at the boy as she watched her sister-in-law help her brother up.

Kagaya gave his sister a sarcastic smile, hand held out as she wrapped her's around it. She opened the umbrella and took a step off the engawa, holding tightly onto her brother as he took steps down as well. They began their walk towards the other Hashira's, the Demon Slayers all taking a knee once more as their leader grew closer.

"You're buzzing." Kagaya whispered, stifling a laugh as his sister clenched onto his arm a bit tighter.

"I know."

"It's getting louder." He continued to tease, smiling bright when they reached the kneeling boy he was heading for.

"I know." (Y/n) harshly whispered, bumping her body just a bit to get Kagaya to stop talking about it.

"I hope you find peace here." Kagaya blessed the boy before looking up at all the other Hashiras. "I do hope you all except Giyuu Tomioka. May you all get along swell."

They began to rise, Giyuu stayed looking down the sibling's feet. Once he heard that everyone had risen, he raised his head, eyes clashing with pale purple as they seemed to stare down at him. As he began to rise, her eyes followed his. She was humming, not from her throat but rather from her aura. There was a soft sound coming from her, one that Giyuu found to be rather soothing.

While Giyuu was able to hear the humming, everyone else only seemed to get a buzzing vibration. A vibration most have to determine whether one was an alpha, omega, or beta. It seemed to have intensified though, once the two got closer together.

"This meeting is dismissed. Thank you all for attending." Kagaya spoke to his slayers, smiling at them as they each gave him a bow. "I do hope you all will take the time to get to know, Giyuu."

As Kagaya moved to turn him and his sister around, Giyuu suddenly let out a hum, quickly looking around wondering if anyone had took notice. He turned red, ashamed that noise came out from him. Though it seemed the only one who noticed was (Y/n). The girl snapped her head to look at him, a smile gracing her lips.

His eyes once more seemed to grow wide, taking notice the same hum came from her as well. Sounding exactly like the one he seemed to let out, maybe just a bit louder. It was a resonance almost, the sound bouncing back towards him, intended to be louder just for him to hear. There was a smile slipping onto his lips, the sound casting a trance on him.

Though it was short lasted, seeing as another Hashira suddenly smacked the boy's back causing him to stumble forward from the impact.

"Not very flamboyant of you!" The large older male laughed heartily, Giyuu suddenly becoming stoic as he turned around to face the circle of all the Hashiras.

"Welcome," A girl his age spoke, giving him a small bow. "I hope we are all able to work together."

Giyuu nodded her way, taking one last glance over his shoulder. The shoji door was closing, but just before it did; the girl looked at him, the humming drifting back towards his ears. He didn't show much of his emotions, but as he turned back to speak with the fellow Hashiras his body continued to lowly hum. And he enjoyed it very much.

It was a few weeks later when Giyuu seemed to run into the humming once more. He was asked to send in his reports for the past couple of months, Oyakata-sama asking for them personally.  The boy showed no real emotion when it came to seeing him, however on the inside he was excited to see the girl again, his humming becoming louder the closer he got to the Ubuyashiki estate.

There was a maid standing with her hands holding onto a rather large umbrella. The girl she was covering seemed to be running her hands against the water in a small pond outside. She was buzzing again, the humming tune catching on Giyuu's ears.

She seemed to have noticed him as well, as she looked up from the fish and towards her general direction. She gave a bright smile, her eyes practically closed from her need to squint outside. The girl stood up and brushed her hands against the fabric of her clothing.

The boy stopped short of just entering the home, turning his body completely to watch as the girl conversed with the maid and then proceeded to take the umbrella from her. He began to internally panic as she made her way towards him, eyes moving to look anywhere but at the girl as she reached him.

"Hello." The girl bowed, smiling softly at him. Giyuu was stuck in a trance, humming along with the tune the girl seemed to give off. He did question it for a bit, wondering why his body seemed to be doing it on its own. He would assume it had to do with their physical statuses.

"Hello." Giyuu softly spoke back, giving the girl a bow as well. He had his hand on his blade, the girl's eyes following it. She looked back up at his blue eyes, body relaxing as they stared at each other.

"Are you here to see my brother, Giyuu-san?" (Y/n) asked, clenching just a bit more onto the umbrella she held.

"Yes." Giyuu answered. "I am to report my findings from these last few weeks."

(Y/n) gave him a nod and smile.

"I'll take you to him."

The girl turned around, her sandal feet clicking along the ground as Giyuu followed after her.

"If I may ask," Giyuu began, hearing a hum in return. "What is your physical status?"

(Y/n) stopped for a moment, turning to look at the boy with a confused frown.

"I mean, wouldn't you be able to tell?"

"I can," Giyuu explained. "Even if I didn't already know."

"It's just, there's a humming coming from you. I didn't know if it was something else having to do with your physical status."

"No, I'm an omega." (Y/n) answered, moving along once more to round the house. "Though I can ask you that too. You give off the same humming."

Giyuu tilted his head in confusion as well, wondering why no one else seemed to have mentioned it.

"Ah! Giyuu, thank you for coming." Both of the teens turned to face Oyakata-sama who sat inside the room that led to the garden.

The boy gave the man a bow, glancing at (Y/n) when he noticed she didn't. Instead she seemed to be in thought staring at her brother.

"Would you like to stay (Y/n)?" Kagaya asked his sister, but the girl shook her head.

"No, thank you." She glanced at Giyuu. "I'll be inside for a bit, the heat is burning me a bit."

Kagaya nod his head in her direction, turning to look back at the young Hashira.

"Shall we begin?"

Giyuu spent a good hour talking with the leader of the Demon Slayers, explaining everything he had learned from his time spent going on missions. In return, Kagaya gave the boy praise, thanking him for working so hard in the Corps. He also explained to Giyuu that in a few days time there would be another Hashira meeting, this small and for those who could attend.

It was only to introduce a new Hashira; a flame user, as Kagaya told the boy.

"Giyuu," Kagaya stopped the boy, before he stood up to leave. "My sister told me about this humming she hears coming from you."

Giyuu frowned his eyebrows, tilting his head as he did not know how to answer the older man.

"Yes," The boy explained. "It started the day I met all the other Hashiras. It's...um....very noticeable when I am near your family."

The boy didn't want to offend the man, so he instead decided not to explain that it was only noticeable when he was near the leader's sister. He didn't want to seem like a troublesome Hashira who was trying to get with the Oyakata-sama's sister.

"Is it?" Kagaya hummed, the man speaking as though he didn't know what it meant but he for sure knew. He was scheming in his head, a teasing smile playing on his lips.

"Giyuu," The man began. "My sister has told me that she would love to go out into town soon. Would you be kind enough to invite her? Join her on a walk out into the town?"

The boy flushed red, tilting his head when he didn't know what to say. He had never been out with a girl, much less one who seemed to call his attention. He was much too busy, these kinds of things never really spoke to him. Maybe it was because the leader himself was asking him to do something, but it made Giyuu think about something other than survival for the first time.

"I shall try my best."

With one last bow, Giyuu opened the shoji doors that led to the engawa, raising a brow when he noticed the Ubuyashiki girl sitting outside under the shade. He walked up to her, sitting comfortably down on his knees and placing his sword off to the side.

"I thought you were going to rest inside."

(Y/n) turned to give him a smile, fingers fiddling with some fabric that seemed to be in her lap. It was bright white, thoroughly washed to keep it bright. There was purple and green thread throughout it, the boy taking notice they were wisteria flowers embroidered into the fabric.

"I did," (Y/n) answered the boy. "Do you not realize how long you two took?"

Giyuu glanced out of the engawa, looking around at the sun to notice its position had shifted.

"I guess you are right." He cleared his throat, cheeks burning red when he looked at her embroidering more flowers onto the fabric. "Giyuu Tomioka."

(Y/n) stopped her needle work, looking over at him. She took in his bright eyes that he used to express himself. His lips were in a neutral line, his facial structure not giving much to his thoughts.

"Ubuyashiki (Y/n)." She told the boy. "It's very nice to meet you."

"What is it you are doing?"

(Y/n) picked up the fabric, the boy noticing that it was a haori she had been working on. He noticed the girl had a sad smile on her face as her eyes glazed over.

"I'm making a haori for myself." She told the boy. "Just something to keep me occupied."

She had a somber aura to her now, the boy taking note of how he seemed to know what the girl was feeling. As she went back to moving the needle along the covering, he suddenly remembered what Oyakata-sama had asked of him.

"(Y/n)," He started. "Would you like to go out into town with me? Your brother told me that you wished to go out."

(Y/n) squeaked some, flushing from the boy's question. She was so occupied with being flustered that she failed to remember she had a needle in her hands. She yelped once more, hand quickly moving from the white fabric to avoid being stained.

Giyuu's eyes went wide, the boy moving swiftly to take a hold of her hand without asking. (Y/n) seemed to blush even more, watching as the boy fussed over her hand and made sure she was fine.

"It was only a small prick. Nothing too serious." The boy told her, glancing up at her face before letting go of her hand.

"Ah...it's nothing to worry about. I'm used to pricking myself." She giggled, turning on her knees to face Giyuu.

"I would love to go out into town with you, by the way." She spoke. She took a glance at the afternoon sun, squinting her eyes just a bit.

"I think it would be best to go when the sun isn't so strong. My eyes start to hurt if I'm outside when it's too bright."

Giyuu gave the girl a nod, his eyes blazing with happiness if you were looking into them. His face remained the same though, but the girl knew he was happy with the date just as much as she was.

"I shall see you then."

"He wants to take a walk out in the town."

"With you?" Kagaya asked in an incredulous voice.

"Kagaya!" (Y/n) yelled, waving her hand in front of her brother's face as she closed her eyes to evade embarrassment.

"Don't mock your sister, dear." Amane scold softly at her husband.

"Sorry." Kagaya chuckled, hand moving to hide his mouth in a polite manner. He suddenly looked down, smile turning small as he sighed.

"Are you sure it's safe to go out?" Kagaya asked her, his older brother nature showing. He did ask the boy to take his sister out, but she didn't need to know about that. For now he will play the part of the worried brother.

"It's only the town Onii-Chan." (Y/n) smiled at him. "I won't go far."

"Well very good that he knows better. If he was to let you get hurt I would have to demote him from Hashira." Kagaya joked. "Alpha or not."

"Yes, yes. You are still Oyakata-sama." (Y/n) rolled her eyes. "Shame for the poor boy."

"Shame indeed."

(Y/n) squinted her eyes at her older brother, before easing down and sagging her shoulders. She took a glance at Amane, who seemed to be gathering the tea.

"Why haven't I been given a husband?" She asked him, watching as Kagaya smiled somberly. "Our family have always married young. Why am I different?"

"As much as I would love to say you aren't." Kagaya began. "You very much are."

"You're weak, yes. As much as you want to, you can't pick up a sword the same way our slayers can. You can't go out of the estate without help, for fear of a fainting spell outside the compound. Your eyes are much too sensitive to the sun that you have to wear bandages or go out in an umbrella."

(Y/n) looked down, sighing as she clenched her hands into fists in her lap.

"However you don't have the curse mark." She looked up at her brother, eyes moving over his marred skin that folded over his eyes.

She remembers the time it first started, an agonizing pain that had her brother withering from it in his teen years. She remembers it so vividly because she too would cry with him, worried she was that much closer to loosing her big brother.

In remembering, she knows it's been years since her brother started to loose his sight. Meaning if her brother started at a certain age it would be normal if she was to gain that same experience too. The Ubuyashiki family was cursed. All meant to suffer the same thing.

"I believe something is going to change." He spoke, looking out the engawa door and to the courtyard outside. "When I noticed you were not showing signs of the curse mark, I decided then that I wanted you to experience love yourself. I didn't want to choose those things for you."

"But what if you're wrong, Kagaya? What if I'm still cursed? Maybe it's delaying to manifest or something."

"When have I ever been wrong, (Y/n)?" Kagaya teased, smiling down at his sister for he knew he was right.

(Y/n) straightened her back, taking a deep breath while she looked over her sickly brother.

"As well, do you remember how you told me about hearing a humming sound for the Water Pillar?" Kagaya asked. The girl gave her brother a nod, frowning her eyebrows as she waited to hi to explained it to her.

"While not rare, it isn't common either to find someone who hums. Do you do it as well?" (Y/n) nodded her head.

"That is something that is caused by a person's physical status."

"What does it mean, though?"

"It means you are compatible with that person." All the girl did was frown her eyebrows, even more confused with her brother.

"I still don't get it." Kagaya rolled his eyes, chuckling at how his sibling was clueless.

"Being compatible with someone means that your body is more than likely fit to be with that person. In a sense, you are destined to be with that person." The girl's eyes went wide, face becoming red.

"Like, soulmates?" She inquired. Kagaya laughed joyfully, his smile bright as he looked at his sister with whatever remaining sight her had left.

"Exactly like that!"

"Do you hear the humming with Amane?" Kagaya let out a sad sigh, smiling softly.

"No," He answered. "And that is what makes you so special."

(Y/n) only looked at her brother oddly.

"You are the first, in over a thousand years, to ever hear the humming of a destined mate within the Ubuyashiki family." Kagaya had a far away look on his face, thoughts on the future as he almost teared up about it. "The sun is moving. The night will come to an end, as it always does."

P R E S E N T

(Y/n) had been spending her nighttime routine unfolding her futon. Everyone in the estate was getting ready for bed, moving about, finishing the last of their chores. Her brother was already asleep, his family resting as well. Though there was something keeping the girl up, a humming sound that was getting closer by the minute.

She stood from her futon, walking to the door that led to her engawa part of the home. With the sliding door halfway open, (Y/n) smiled softly at the loud humming that was coming from outside. She could see his silhouette coming closer with the dimly lit lanterns. His head was down, as it normally is when he would come around. She found it odd, to watch him walking into the headquarters this late at night, but something must have happened that made him come.  

"Giyuu." (Y/n) whispered, gasping softly when the boy seemed to drop his head on her shoulder. He sighed deeply, listening in to the humming that she was giving. Giyuu nuzzled his nose into her neck, her fingers running through his hair, messaging his scalp.

"I have urgent news to tell Oyakata-sama." Giyuu pulled back from the girl, staring down into her purple eyes. He found them bright, even if it was dark out. They stood out much more than Oyakata-sama, the man's light due to the blindness. But hers were always bright, they always twinkled when they looked at him too. He found solace in them; comfort.

"He's sleeping right now." (Y/n) told him, frowning her eyebrows. She could see his worried eyes. He was stressed about something, whatever it was had him clenching his jaw. "I can have Amane wake him if you must tell him now."

"That would be best." Giyuu told her. Before she went on her way to her brother's room, she raised a hand up to Giyuu, placing it on his cheek.

"Giyuu, you need rest." She told him. The man only sighed, rubbing his cheek along her touch. He swallowed the spit that had built up, looking down at his soulmate.

"I spared a demon." (Y/n) didn't move her hand, she only looked at him with a confused stare. She was surprised sure, but this was Giyuu. She had known him since she was 15. He had never spared a demon, so if he did this one, it must've meant something.

"Do you not hate me?"

"Why would I?" (Y/n) frowned. "You are a hashira for a reason. I'm sure there's more to it than just sparing a demon."

"She protected her brother." Giyuu explained. "The brother protected her."

"What did you do?"

"I sent them to Urokodaki. He wanted to find a cure for her." Giyuu answered. "So I sent him to become a slayer."

(Y/n) gave a shaky breath but still pulled the boy's head down to place her forehead on his. Giyuu softly placed his hands on the girl's waist, moving his hands along to her back. They stepped closer to each other, breaths mingling.

"I'm sure you did the right thing." (Y/n) spoke to him. "And I'm sure my brother will say the same thing." She moved back, looking up at him.

"The sun is moving. The night will come to an end as it always does."

Giyuu's mouth twitched, the boy lowering his head to dip his lips closer to (Y/n)'s. She smiled softly into the kiss, melting into the bliss that befell her. The tune that sang softly from both of them was in sync. It created a warm feeling in them. Their matching songs bring joy to their hearts as they kiss.

Things were different with this girl for Giyuu. Ever since that day-the day he became a hashira- things didn't look so dull to him. And yes, the moon looked very beautiful every time he was in her arms.