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lilyswritings · 9 months

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fate — xviii

synopsis: Keep your head down, focus on getting through your classes, and try not to die. That had always been your plan of attack when it comes to attending Kings Dominion School of the Deadly Arts. But your life plans get thrown out the window as you find yourself growing attached to the new kid who refuses to lose his compassion and moral code, despite the ruthless curriculum and vicious social cliques he finds himself surrounded by.

author’s note: okay, here’s the next bit! in truth, i wrote the cafeteria scene ages and ages ago and i’m very happy with it, so i’m glad you guys can finally read it! a little bit of angst and action, a little bit of romance... what more could you want. ;) enjoy!!

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Marcus Lopez Arguello x Reader

Lockdowns at the Academy of the Deadly Arts are rare and very intense, demanding obedience in their strictness, and there is no getting out of this one. You groan against the door, smacking your palm one last time against the wood and resting your forehead on it in defeat.

When you turn around, you realize you’ve been pushed into a dorm with two Kuroki students, both of whom are glaring at you from their beds. You think you recognize one of them from your Poisons class — Hana, you think her name is? — and offer her an awkward nod. She raises an eyebrow but nods back, and you breathe out in relief, aware that the only reason you’re not in danger right now is because they’ve seen you with Saya before.

You take a moment to thank whatever heavenly forces that be that you didn’t end up in a dorm with the Soto Vatos — especially Maria — and sit down on the floor in the corner of the dorm as your two temporary roommates begin to talk in rapidfire Japanese, no doubt talking about you. You grimace and fish one of your butterfly knives out of your boot, practicing flips with it to pass the time.

After what seems like an insufferably long period of tense silence, you hear Madam Gao in the hallway announcing lunch. “You will eat in shifts,” She orders, and you lean closer to the door to hear her better. “Your groups will have five minutes to gather your food. If you utter a word I’ll have your tongue. If you so much as brush past another student, I’ll take your hand.”

You hear the sound of a key turning in the lock, and you scramble to your feet. The door swings open to reveal a Monk, and beyond him, Madam Gao. Her stony gaze falls onto you and she lifts a pristine eyebrow, and you attempt to suppress the shiver that racks your body at the sight of her. Your shoulder wound throbs again at the memory of your time spent with her, and you quickly drop your gaze to the floor.

The two Kuroki students file out of the room first and you follow all the way to the cafeteria — freezing when you spot Maria and Juan not too far ahead of you. You glance behind you nervously only to find Riku, and behind her, Saya.

You have just found yourself sandwiched in between two of your closest friends who both want to murder each other — and one wants to murder you, too. Saya catches your eyes and shakes her head at you, and it’s then that you notice the shiv clutched in her palm.

Oh, shit. You shake your head back at her, in turn, but Riku steps into your line of vision with a glare before turning her back to you. This cannot be happening right now, you don’t have time for a fucking gang war right now. The Monks are watching, Madam Gao is already eager to have your head, and if you step out of line, you’re giving her an excuse to round up all of you and send you back to the interrogation room.

You try to step out in front of Saya as she begins moving up the line but Riku kicks you in the ankle, and you whirl around to glare at her. She has no idea the shitstorm that is about to rain down on you all.

You duck your head, your brain screaming at you to just mind your business and not get in the middle of this, but you cannot watch your friends kill each other. Fuck. You curse mentally, and then whistle loudly, making Maria turn around — and spot Saya advancing on her.

Saya still tries to attack, but having lost her advantage, Juan dodges immediately and knocks the shiv out of her hand, and Maria glances between her and you, slowly seeming to piece something together. You realize suddenly that Saya was going to attack Juan, not Maria, and your heart sinks.

Saya looks at you with betrayal in her eyes, and then turns to try and attack Juan again, but Maria pushes her to the side and turns to look at you. The look of rage on her face tells you that the story in her head is not the one where you are trying to save her life.

Oh shit.

“Maria, wait—!” You attempt before ducking as she lunges at you, dark eyes narrowed.

“I can’t fucking believe you!”

“I was trying to warn you!”

“Warn me? Or distract me?” She accuses.

“I’m sorry! I didn’t want—” You hold up a plastic tray as her hair pin arcs downwards in an attempt to protect yourself, but the blade stabs right through it, forcing you to toss the two halves apart and try to back up. “I didn’t want you to get hurt!”

“Hurt? Oh, we’re well past that, boyfriend stealer!” She kicks a leg out, attempting to knock you off balance, but you dodge and continue to back up — until your back collides with a wall.

“Please, you know it’s not —” You gasp, ducking just in time to avoid the needle-sharp point of her hairpin as it flies at your head. “It’s not like that!”

You manage to sweep a leg out, knocking her off her feet, and going to jump over her to escape — she’s faster than you, though, and snatches your ankle, sending you tumbling to the ground alongside her.

It’s a mess of punches and blocks until you manage to climb on top of her, pinning her wrists to the ground and leaning your weight onto them as she attempts to wrangle free.

Maria keeps struggling, waiting for you to make another move — grab her pin, pull out one of your knives, something on the offense rather than defense. But you don’t. You lean into the hold, waiting it out, not wanting to hurt her, and she seems to realize that.

“Fight back, traidora!” She hisses, brow furrowed and eyes blazing with fury.

“No.” You bite out, focusing on trying to keep her down as she attempts to wriggle free.

“Fight back!” She insists, and you notice a sheen of tears in her eyes. You feel the sting of incoming tears in your own, prompted by the sight, and you bite your cheek and shake your head.

“I’m so sorry, Maria.” You manage, and her expression wavers between fury and heartbreak.

You inhale deeply and let go of her wrists.

Predictably, she knocks you over and scrambles on top of you in seconds, hairpin in hand and blade poised precariously at your throat. You breathe deeply, eyes flicking between her hand at your throat and her face.

“I’m sorry.” You repeat, hands coming up beside your head with your palms out, a motion of surrender, and her expression scrunches up as you feel her hand begin to shake.

“You —” She starts, the blade digging into your skin ever so slightly. “You —” She tries again, eyes glossy with tears. “You stole him.”

Her words seem to reinvigorate her fury. She grits her teeth, leaning more heavily onto you and letting the tip of the blade break the skin of your throat. Your eyes squeeze shut involuntarily, a panicked last resort of self-preservation, as if not seeing the danger will make it go away.

Just it seems like she might push the blade fully through the skin and end this fight for good — your mind spares a brief flash of panic and pity for Marcus who will have to hear that she killed you, have to deal with that —

You feel her weight being lifted off of you. You gasp, lungs refilling with air you didn’t realize you’d lost, as your eyes open and you notice Monks rushing towards you — as well as Madam Gao, her expression stern but betrayed by her eyes glittering with delight at the opportunity to punish you.

Another Monk grabs you by the arm and yanks you harshly upward, twisting your other arm behind your back and holding you firmly — the bullet wound in your shoulder begins to throb violently at the position, but your own fear takes over as Madam Gao begins stalking towards you Out of the corner of your eye, you spot both Maria and Saya being held tight by Monks, and you swallow the bitter taste of panic rising in your throat.

Madam Gao grips your chin between her nails and smirks at you before glancing over at the other two girls. “Leave that one.” She says, eyes focused on Saya, and the Monk releases her and steps out of the way. The headmistress’ dark eyes shift back over to you and she lets go of your chin, one eyebrow raised, before turning and focusing her attention on Maria. “I have found the poison coursing through King’s.”

You risk a glance at Maria and find that her expression mirrors your own — one of apprehension and fear.

The Monks drag the two of you out of the cafeteria and you risk one final look at Saya, but she’s already been surrounded by her Kuroki subordinates and you can’t catch her eye. They march you down the hallway, Madam Gao in the lead, and your heart pounds louder against your chest with every step you take.

“I know it was you,” Madam Gao starts, speaking without turning around, and you can’t tell whether she is referring to you or Maria, or both. Somehow, the ambiguity is even scarier than it being pointed at one of you. “All of it. Chico, Yukio... You’re lethal. Normally I’d commend you. Perhaps offer you to the Green Temple. Only you are not just lethal...”

At this, she stops in her tracks and turns to face Maria, causing you to hold your breath. “You are a cancer spreading rapidly. Saya, Marcus... Everyone around you succombs—” She flicks Maria’s hoop earring, causing the girl to flinch, and you furrow your brow — Madam Gao is toying with her, with both of you. “—to the infection.”

“The only remedy for your type of malignancy,” At this, Madam Gao turns her attention to you, and you freeze. “Is to cut it out.” The final words are no louder than a whisper, but they seem deafening in the silence of the hallway.

Then, the Monks shove you both forward, and Madam Gao stays where she stands. Your heart thuds against your ribcage as they lead you towards the interrogation rooms, a sinking dread filling you as you begin to dig your heels into the ground and resist — but it’s no use, the Monks just drag you along like a ragdoll. Maria is lead to the left, you to the right, and when the door opens, your heart sinks.

The interrogation room is exactly as you remember it from that night after Vegas — damp, cold, dark, and thoroughly chilling. Thin beams of dull light filter through the ceiling, illuminating the chair in the middle — one that you are forced into, your wrists and ankles fastened into the leather cuffs on the arms and legs. You tug at them in futility, dread rising up your throat like bile.

The door slams shut behind the Monk and you are left in the dark with only your fear and the sound of your own heartbeat as company.

It isn’t long before you hear the door unlock and you steel yourself for the torture that is about to ensue — until it creaks open and reveals Saya on the other side.

“What the fuck?” You whisper-yell, obviously completely lost, and she sighs as she approaches, immediately going to undo your left cuff.

“There’s no time— I saw Riku headed into the room where they took Maria.” She explains, and you curse under your breath. As soon as your left hand is free, you wave her off and begin to undo your right cuff.

“Go, I’ve got this.” She hesitates, and you widen your eyes. “Riku is going to kill her. I can do this. Go.”

Saya nods and turns on her heel, sprinting out of the room, and you curse your hands for shaking as you untie yourself and stand up, bolting out of the room. By the time you reach the other room, Saya and Riku are going hand-to-hand. Knowing your friend and her proficiency in combat, you rush past them, crouching next to the chair Maria is buckled into.

Her wild eyes meet yours, perplexed and panicked, and you nod in an attempt at reassurance before beginning to unfasten her cuffs. By the time you’re done with the first one, Saya has defeated Riku and the Kuroki underling has sprinted out of the room, no doubt to tell on you to the Monks.

Saya joins you in freeing Maria but simply cuts away the leather buckles, and you sigh and lean back on your heels, the adrenaline catching up to you.

“Is it true?” Saya asks Maria, and you glance between them — eyes widening as Maria nods.

“Yes.” Maria, eyes brimming with unshed tears. “Yukio betrayed you.” She explains, and her voice sounds desperate.

“Then why didn’t you come to me?” Saya’s face is full of concern, falling as Maria glances away and says all she needs to with her expression. “You don’t trust me.” She fills in, glancing at you before sighing. “I was just trying to help you.” She tries, a plea, but Maria’s expression turns cold as she steps out of the chair.

“Don’t.” The brunette glances between the two of you and the lack of affection in her eyes breaks your heart. As she pushes past Saya and leaves the room, you realize that you’ve just lost your friend for good.

You hang your head for a moment before standing fully. “We should go.” You utter, eyes trained on the floor, and you hear Saya sigh before she stands up and nods. The two of you leave the room to find the lockdown over and students milling the halls, and you plan with Saya to meet her on the rooftop later — first, you need to find your other friends.

When you get back to your room Petra isn’t there, but her bra is lying on the floor, along with... Is that Lex’s necklace? You cannot even begin to unpack whatever went down here, so you push it out of your mind and head back out, stopping in front of and knocking on Marcus’ door.

Silence greets you, for long enough that you’re just about to turn and search elsewhere, before the door cracks open.

Marcus’ eyes light up at the sight of you, that trademark lopsided smirk of his tugging at his lips as he pulls the door open further and invites you in. In the dim lighting of the hallway you didn’t see them fully, but in the brightness of his room, your eyes catch on the fresh bruises that litter his face. You gasp softly, fingers immediately reaching to ghost over the watercolour splotches, and he grimaces and catches your hand in his own.

“It’s nothing, really.” He tries to diminish their severity, but your expression makes him sigh. “I got caught sneaking out during the lockdown.” He admits, and you frown.

“You snuck out?” You smack him lightly on the shoulder, brow furrowed and mouth agape. “Marcus, that was incredibly stupid.” You scold. He huffs out a laugh, aware of his own antics, and glances up at you through his lashes.

“Will you go easy on me if I say I was trying to find you?” He asks, and your scowl of frustration melts at the gesture.

“Ooh, how romantic.” You tease, cocking your head to the side, but the jovial atmosphere disappears as soon as Marcus’ eyes land on the fresh cut on your neck, his eyes going dark and his hand reaching out to cradle your neck and get a better look at the wound.

“What happened?” He asks — no, demands — and though you are endeared by his protective streak, you need him to calm down a little. He can’t get murderous every time you so much as get a scratch on you.

“Ah. Well...” You take a deep breath, unsure how much you want him to know, but due to the fact that Saya was there, you know it’s only a matter of time until he finds out, and he’s going to be pissed either way — maybe you can soften the blow a little.

Still, you rush all your words out at once with a grimace, as if saying it faster makes it less of a big deal.

“I sort of tried to stop Saya and Maria from killing each other in the cafeteria and then Maria sort of kind of tried to kill me but then Madam Gao and the Monks hauled me off to one of the interrogation rooms—”

Marcus’ eyebrows shoot into his hairline and he opens his mouth, but you hold up a finger and rush the rest of the explanation out. “But nothing happened in there because Saya came and got me and then we both went and saved Maria from being killed by Riku.”

Marcus lets you finish, obviously displeased at pretty much everything that just came out of your mouth, before sighing and pinching the bridge of his nose.

“So this was Madam Gao?” He raises an eyebrow, and at your grimace and the slight shake of your head, he fills it in himself. “Maria...” He sighs, expression pinched, and you reach out to smooth the crease that forms between his eyebrows. “This is all my fault.” He plops down on the bed, head hanging low, and you sigh.

“Hey, it’s okay. We’re...” You plan on saying ‘good’, but you’re not sure that’s the truth anymore. “She’s not trying to kill me anymore.”

“Anymore? Oh, well then that’s just swell.” His words drip with irony, and you roll your eyes

“Look, it’s sorted now, and besides, I have something else to tell you. It’s... Important.” You sigh and sit beside him and he turns to look at you, your breath still stolen every time you lay your eyes upon his features.

“Yeah, actually, me too.” He sighs, propping his elbows on his knees and flexing his fists.

When neither of you speak for a moment, you huff out a laugh and nudge his shoulder. “You first.”

He raises an eyebrow at you in amusement, but his expression turns stern again and your heart sinks at whatever news he’s about to share. “Maria killed Yukio.” He grimaces as the words leave his mouth, and you lean back on your hands.

“Huh.” You utter, and he frowns.

“What?”

“That was my news too.” You offer, and he sits up dead straight.

“What? When? How?” His rapidfire questions tumble into each other in their haste to be asked.

“When we got her out of the interrogation room. She told Saya that Yukio had betrayed her, but... I don’t know. It didn’t feel like the full story to me.” You sigh, shrugging slightly.

“That’s because it isn’t.” Marcus sighs, and you sit up straight and match his pose. “El Alma del Diablo thinks Yukio killed Chico, and ordered Maria to kill him. Now, the debt is repaid. Or so he thinks. She did it to get him off our tail.” He turns to you, dark eyes full of emotion, and you curse. She did it for you guys. You should have known.

“Why didn’t she just—?” Tell me, you’re going to say, but there are a million answers to that, none of which you want to hear. “Okay. Alright. So we stick to that story.” You begin to nod, a plan piecing itself together, but Marcus grimaces, and your heart sinks.

“I...” He takes a deep breath, and when you notice the tears that begin to fill his eyes your heart falls even further into the pit of your stomach. “I got caught sneaking out by Master Lin. He took me to an interrogation room. He had a video of my parents.” His voice catches on the last word and you reach for his hand, squeezing gently.

He utters your name so quietly, so shakily, and then his face turns incredibly solemn. “I told him everything.”

You freeze, heart pounding against your ribcage in the deafening silence of the room. He watches your expression carefully as his admission sinks in, his own expression one of desperation.

“He already knew so much, and... He threatened to kick me out, to put me back on the streets, and I couldn’t— I couldn’t—” He continues to explain, as if imploring you to understand, but right at the end he breaks and you spot a tear fall. “I don’t know what this means for us, but he let me go. And he hasn’t come after us yet, I can only assume—”

You nod along as he speaks, slowly overcoming your shock. Better him than Madam Gao, you think, and squeeze his hand. “It’s okay.” You reassure, and he seems to crumple at the realization you’re not... Angry? Disappointed? Whatever he was expecting from you, forgiveness is not it.

You rest a hand on his cheek, looking deep into his eyes. “We’ll figure it out.” You reassure, smiling slightly as his expression softens, but the pit in your stomach doesn’t leave — you don’t believe the words coming out of your own mouth.

Once the two of you have sorted everything out with each other, recounting the details of the day and coming up with a plan, you find yourself right back on the roof, back with the same friends you’d been with the night before.

You and Marcus stand at the edge of the roof, hand in hand and peering out over the glittering skyline, steeling yourselves for the conversation that is about to ensue. He looks to you, questioning dark eyes practically sparkling with the reflection of the city lights, and you nod at him. He sighs, nods, and turns around.

“I got to talk to everyone about something — it’s important.”

His words cause your friends to all turn to look at him with bated breath, his serious tone eliciting an atmosphere of tension and anxiety. You sit down on the ledge, peering up at him as he continues.

“Secrets got us into this. Holding onto bad feelings, not being honest, not trusting each other. All this back-biting and shit-talking and drama.” He hops down from the ledge, coming to perch beside you. “You guys are the only family I’ve had since my... My folks died.” His eyes drift over to yours, raking over your face as if memorizing your features. “And I can’t lose you.”

“Come on, man.” Willie breaks the tense silence and you laugh lightly as Marcus breaks his gaze away from yours, turning back to face the group.

“Yeah, well, in the spirit of full disclosure, I want to tell you all the truth about me.” He looks at each of his friends, taking in their expressions, before his gaze drops to the floor.

“I didn’t kill all those kids at the boy’s home. But when I escaped, I let loose the guy who did. I had this roommate, a psycho named Chester...”

You brace yourself for the next part.

“He followed us to Vegas, and he found Chico’s body.” You watch Marcus’ words seep into your friend’s expressions, all of them going through phases of shock and fear. “And that’s not the worst of it. He... He has this deadline,”

“And we’re running out of time.”

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animemusicbrackets · 1 year

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HERES THE BRACKET. FINALLY. GOD.

sorry for the wait u_u

(Text version, with dates under the cut below)

For franchises that had more than one submission, I grouped them together so that after round 2, there will only be one contestant per franchise. to try to be fair or whatever, so that a small number of franchises dont dominate the bracket

yes i know mdzs and tgcf arent anime but its my poll tourney and i do what i want godbless

this might be too much to ask but please watch the videos if you can and vote based on that! idc how much you like or dislike the anime, how much do you like the OPENING. obviously this is for fun so you can do whatever but if possible i dont rly want this to be a popularity poll :')

propaganda welcome :)

Tag List: round 1 round 2 round 3 quarterfinals semifinals finals third place round propaganda bracket updates matches (the actual polls, not including any reblogs)

ROUND 1

PART A (5/6 12:00pm ET)

Match 1: "Peace Sign" - Kenshi Yonezu (My Hero Academia) {VS} "Hitamuki" - SUPER BEAVER (My Hero Academia) Match 2: "THE DAY" - Porno Graffitti (My Hero Academia) {VS} "H. T. [Humanoid Typhoon]" - Tsuneo Imahori (Trigun 1998) Match 3: "Kaen" - QUEEN BEE (Dororo 2019) {VS} "Naru" - PON (Tsurune: Kazemai High School Kyudo Club) Match 4: "DANZEN! Futari wa Pretty Cure" - Gojo Mayumi (Futari wa Pretty Cure) {VS} "Bye Bye" - 7!! (Kimi To Boku) Match 5: "Hikariare" - BURNOUT SYNDROMES (Haikyuu!!) {VS} "FLY HIGH!!" - BURNOUT SYNDROMES (Haikyuu!!) Match 6: "Gun's & Roses" - Paradise Lunch (Baccano!) {VS} "Flyers" - BRADIO (Death Parade) Match 7: "MAN HUMAN" - Denki Groove (Devilman Crybaby) {VS} "Goya no Machiawase" - Hello Sleepwalkers (Noragami) Match 8: "Maji LOVE 1000%" - STARISH (Uta no Prince-sama: Maji Love 1000%) {VS} "KICK BACK" - Kenshi Yonezu (Chainsaw Man)

PART B (5/8 12:00pm ET)

Match 9: "Papermoon" - Tommy heavenly6 (Soul Eater) {VS} "Resonance" - T.M. Revolution (Soul Eater) Match 10: "Hyadain no Kakakata☆Kataomoi-C" - Maeyamada Kenichi (Nichijou) {VS} "Parallel Hearts" - FictionJunction (Pandora Hearts) Match 11: "Easy Breezy" - chelmico (Keep Your Hands Off Eizouken!) {VS} "Bara wa Utsukushiku Chiru" - Koji Makaino (Rose of Versailles) Match 12: "Tank!" - The Seatbelts (Cowboy Bebop) {VS} "COLORS" - FLOW (Code Geass: Lelouch of the Rebellion) Match 13: "Melissa" - Porno Graffitti (Fullmetal Alchemist 2003) {VS} "Golden Time Lover" - Sukima Switch (Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood) Match 14: "Rain" - SID (Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood) {VS} "Again" - YUI (Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood) Match 15: "Monochrome Kiss" - SID (Black Butler) {VS} "Brand New World" - D-51 (One Piece) Match 16: "Smile Bomb" - Mawatari Matsuko (Yu Yu Hakusho) {VS} "Dream Island Obsessional Park" - Susumu Hirasawa (Paranoia Agent)

PART C (5/10 12:00pm ET)

Match 17: "R★O★C★K★S" - Hound Dog (Naruto) {VS} "Lovers" - 7!! (Naruto: Shippuden) Match 18: "Far Away" - Asian Kung-Fu Generation (Naruto) {VS} "Blue Bird" - Ikimonogakari (Naruto: Shippuden) Match 19: "Hero's Come Back" - Nobodyknows (Naruto: Shippuden) {VS} "BLOODY STREAM" - Coda (JoJo's Bizarre Adventure) Match 20: "Aoi Hana" - Kikukodan (Sweet Blue Flowers) {VS} "Unravel" - TK (Tokyo Ghoul) Match 21: "Setsuna no Ai" - GRANRODEO (Bungo Stray Dogs) {VS} "Gurenge" - LiSA (Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba) Match 22: "Scar" - Tatsuya Kitani (Bleach) {VS} "Eternal Blaze" - Nana Mizuki (Magical Girl Lyrical Nanoha A's) Match 23: "Sono Saki e" - RIRIKO (Children of the Whales) {VS} "Rondo-Revolution" - Masami Okui (Revolutionary Girl Utena) Match 24: "Motteke! Sailor Fuku" - Aya Hirano, Emiri Katou, Kaori Fukuhara, and Aya Endo (Lucky☆Star) {VS} "Moonlight Densetsu" - Dali, Moon Lips (Sailor Moon)

PART D (5/12 12:00pm ET)

Match 25: "99.9" - MOB CHOIR feat. sajou no hana (Mob Psycho 100) {VS} "1" - MOB CHOIR (Mob Psycho 100) Match 26: "99" - MOB CHOIR (Mob Psycho 100) {VS} "Kibou no Uta" - Ultra Tower (Food Wars) Match 27: "Departure!" - Masatoshi Ono (Hunter x Hunter) {VS} "Sakura Kiss" - Chieko Kawabe (Ouran High School Host Club) Match 28: "History Maker" - Dean Fujioka (Yuri!!! On ICE) {VS} "Kaikai Kitan" - Eve (Jujutsu Kaisen) Match 29: "Drunken Dreams of the Past" - Lin Zhixuan (Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation) {VS} "Connect" - ClariS (Puella Magi Madoka Magica) Match 30: "No Parting" - Jeff Chang (Heaven Official's Blessing) {VS} "Delicate ni Suki Shite" - Ota Takako (Mahou no Tenshi Creamy Mami) Match 31: "Kiss Me" - Celeina Ann and Nai Br.XX (Carole & Tuesday) {VS} "Sudachi no Uta" - Anemoneria (Wonder Egg Priority) Match 32: "A Cruel Angel's Thesis" - Yoko Takahashi (Neon Genesis Evangelion) {VS} "Shinzou wo Sasageyo" - Linked Horizon (Attack on Titan)

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rainbowmagicfairyfight · 9 months

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Rainbow Magic Fairy Fight

Round 1

Round 1: Abigail the Breeze Fairy, Addison the April Fool's Day Fairy, Adele the Singing Coach Fairy, Aisha the Astronaut Fairy, Aisha the Princess and the Pea Fairy, Alexa the Fashion Reporter Fairy, Alexandra the Royal Baby Fairy, Alice the Tennis Fairy, Alison the Art Fairy, Ally the Dolphin Fairy (August 16)

Round 2: Alyssa the Snow Queen Fairy, Amber the Orange Fairy, Amelia the Singing Fairy, Amelie the Seal Fairy, Amy the Amethyst Fairy, Angelica the Angel Fairy, Anna the Arctic Fox Fairy, Annabelle the Drawing Fairy, Annie the Detective Fairy, Anya the Cuddly Creatures Fairy (August 17)

Round 3: Aria the Synchro Fairy, Ariana the Firefighter Fairy, Ashley the Dragon Fairy, Autumn the Falling Leaves Fairy, Ava the Sunset Fairy, Bea the Buddha Day Fairy, Becky the Best Friend Fairy, Bella the Bunny Fairy, Belle the Birthday Fairy, Bethany the Ballet Fairy (August 18)

Round 4: Billie the Baby Goat Fairy, Blossom the Flower Girl Fairy, Bobbi the Bouncy Castle Fairy, Bonnie the Bike-Riding Fairy, Brianna the Bee Fairy, Brooke the Photographer Fairy, Caitlin the Ice Bear Fairy, Callie the Climbing Fairy, Camilla the Christmas Present Fairy, Cara the Camp Fairy (August 19)

Round 5: Cara the Coding Fairy, Carly the Schoolfriend Fairy, Carmen the Cheerleading Fairy, Carrie the Snow Cap Fairy, Catherine the Fashion Princess Fairy, Charles the Coronation Fairy, Charlie the Sunflower Fairy, Charlotte the Baby Princess Fairy, Chelsea the Chimpanzee Fairy, Chelsea the Congratulations Fairy (August 20)

Round 6: Cherry the Cake Fairy, Cheryl the Christmas Tree Fairy, Chloe the Topaz Fairy, Chrissie the Wish Fairy, Clare the Caring Fairy, Claudia the Accessories Fairy, Coco the Cupcake Fairy, Coral the Reef Fairy, Courtney the Clownfish Fairy, Crystal the Snow Fairy (August 21)

Round 7: Daisy the Festival Fairy, Danielle the Daisy Fairy, Danni the Drum Fairy, Darcey the Dance Diva Fairy, Debbie the Duckling Fairy, Deena the Diwali Fairy, Demi the Dressing-Up Fairy, Destiny the Pop Star Fairy, Edie the Garden Fairy, Eleanor the Snow White Fairy (August 22)

Round 8: Elisa the Adventure Fairy, Elisha the Eid Fairy, Elizabeth the Jubilee Fairy, Ella the Rose Fairy, Elle the Thumbelina Fairy, Ellen the Explorer Fairy, Ellie the Guitar Fairy, Elodie the Lamb Fairy, Elsa the Mistletoe Fairy, Elsie the Engineer Fairy (August 23)

Round 9: Emily the Emerald Fairy, Emma the Easter Fairy, Erin the Firebird Fairy, Esme the Ice Cream Fairy, Esther the Kindness Fairy, Etta the Elephant Fairy, Eva the Enchanted Ball Fairy, Evelyn the Mermicorn Fairy, Evie the Mist Fairy, Faith the Cinderella Fairy (August 24)

Round 10: Fatima the Face-Painting Fairy, Felicia the Fidget Toy Fairy, Fern the Green Fairy, Fiona the Flute Fairy, Fizz the Fireworks Fairy, Flora the Fancy Dress Fairy, Florence the Friendship Fairy, Frances the Royal Family Fairy, Francesca the Football Fairy, Frankie the Make-up Fairy (August 25)

Round 11: Frenchie the Bulldog Fairy, Freya the Friday Fairy, Gabby the Bubble Gum Fairy, Gemma the Gymnastics Fairy, Georgia the Guinea Pig Fairy, Giselle the Christmas Ballet Fairy, Goldie the Sunshine Fairy, Grace the Glitter Fairy, Greta the Earth Fairy, Gwen the Beauty and the Beast Fairy (August 26)

Round 12: Hana the Hanukkah Fairy, Hannah the Happy Ever After Fairy, Harper the Confidence Fairy, Harriet the Hamster Fairy, Hayley the Rain Fairy, Heather the Violet Fairy, Heidi the Vet Fairy, Helen the Sailing Fairy, Helena the Horseriding Fairy, Holly the Christmas Fairy (August 27)

Round 13: Honey the Sweet Fairy, Hope the Welcome Fairy, Imogen the Ice Dance Fairy, India the Moonstone Fairy, Isabella the Air Fairy, Isla the Ice Star Fairy, Ivy the Worry Fairy, Izzy the Indigo fairy, Jacinda the Peace Fairy, Jade the Disco Fairy (August 28)

Round 14: Jae the Boy Band Fairy, Jasmine the Present Fairy, Jayda the Snowboarding Fairy, Jessica the Jazz Fairy, Jessie the Lyrics Fairy, Josie the Jewellery-Making Fairy, Jude the Librarian Fairy, Julia the Sleeping Beauty Fairy, Juliet the Valentine Fairy, Kat the Jungle Fairy (August 29)

Round 15: Kate the Royal Wedding Fairy, Kathryn the PE Fairy, Katie the Kitten Fairy, Kayla the Pottery Fairy, Keiko the Diving Fairy, Keira the Film Star Fairy, Kimberley the Koala Fairy, Kimi the Bubble Tea Fairy, Kitty the Tiger Fairy, Konnie the Christmas Cracker Fairy (August 30)

Round 16: Kylie the Carnival Fairy, Lacey the Little Mermaid Fairy, Lara the Black Cat Fairy, Lauren the Puppy Fairy, Layla the Candyfloss Fairy, Layne the Surfing Fairy, Leah the Theatre Fairy, Leahann the Birthday Present Fairy, Leona the Unicorn Fairy, Lexi the Firefly Fairy (August 31)

Round 17: Li the Labrador Fairy, Libby the Story-Writing Fairy, Lila and Myla the Twins Fairies, Lily the Rainforest Fairy, Lindsay the Luck Fairy, Lisa the Jelly Bean Fairy, Lizzie the Sweet Treats Fairy, Lois the Balloon Fairy, Lola the Fashion Show Fairy, Lottie the Lollipop Fairy (September 1)

Round 18: Louise the Lily Fairy, Lucy the Diamond Fairy, Lulu the Lifeguard Fairy, Luna the Loom Band Fairy, Lydia the Reading Fairy, Maddie the Playtime Fairy, Madeleine the Cookie Fairy, Madison the Magic Show Fairy, Maisie the Moonbeam Fairy, Mara the Meerkat Fairy (September 2)

Round 19: Mariana the Goldilocks Fairy, Marissa the Science Fairy, Martha the Doctor Fairy, Mary the Sharing Fairy, Maryam the Nurse Fairy, Maya the Harp Fairy, Megan the Monday Fairy, Meghan the Wedding Sparkle Fairy, Melissa the Sports Fairy, Melodie the Music Fairy (September 3)

Round 20: Mia the Bridesmaid Fairy, Michelle the Winter Wonderland Fairy, Miley the Stylist Fairy, Milly the River Fairy, Mimi the Laughter Fairy, Molly the Goldfish Fairy, Monica the Marshmallow Fairy, Morgan the Midnight Fairy, Naomi the Netball Fairy, Natalie the Christmas Stocking Fairy (September 4)

Round 21: Niamh the Invitation Fairy, Nicki the Holiday Camp Fairy, Nina the Birthday Cake Fairy, Nur the Vlogger Fairy, Olivia the Orchid Fairy, Orla the Inventor Fairy, Padma the Pirate Fairy, Paige the Pantomime Fairy, Paloma the Dodgems Fairy, Pandora the Poodle Fairy (September 5)

Round 22: Paula the Pumpkin Fairy, Pearl the Cloud Fairy, Penelope the Foal Fairy, Penny the Pony Fairy, Perrie the Paramedic Fairy, Phoebe the Fashion Fairy, Pia the Penguin Fairy, Pippa the Poppy Fairy, Polly the Party Fun Fairy, Poppy the Piano Fairy (September 6)

Round 23: Priya the Polar Bear Fairy, Rae the Rollercoaster Fairy, Rebecca the Rock 'n' Roll Fairy, Rihanna the Seahorse Fairy, Riley the Skateboarding Fairy, Rita the Frog Princess Fairy, Rita the Rollerskating Fairy, Robyn the Christmas Party Fairy, Rochelle the Star Spotter Fairy, Rosalie the Rapunzel Fairy (September 7)

Round 24: Rosie the Honey Bear Fairy, Roxie the Baking Fairy, Ruby the Red Fairy, Ruth the Red Riding Hood Fairy, Sabrina the Sweet Dreams Fairy, Sadie the Saxophone Fairy, Samantha the Swimming Fairy, Samira the Superhero Fairy, Sara the Party Games Fairy, Sarah the Sunday Fairy (September 8)

Round 25: Sasha the Slime Fairy, Saskia the Salsa Fairy, Savannah the Zebra Fairy, Scarlett the Garnet Fairy, Selena the Sleepover Fairy, Selma the Snow Leopard Fairy, Seren the Sausage Dog Fairy, Shannon the Ocean Fairy, Shelley the Sherbet Fairy, Sianne the Butterfly Fairy (September 9)

Round 26: Sienna the Saturday Fairy, Sky the Blue Fairy, Skyler the Fireworks Fairy, Sophia the Snow Swan Fairy, Sophie the Sapphire Fairy, Soraya the Skiing Fairy, Stella the Star Fairy, Storm the Lightning Fairy, Summer the Holiday Fairy, Sunny the Yellow Fairy (September 10)

Round 27: Susie the Sister Fairy, Tallulah the Tuesday Fairy, Tamara the Tooth Fairy, Taylor the Talent Show Fairy, Teri the Trampolining Fairy, Thea the Thursday Fairy, Tia the Tulip Fairy, Tiana the Toy Fairy, Tilly the Teacher Fairy, Trixie the Halloween Fairy (September 11)

Round 28: Tyra the Dress Designer Fairy, Una the Concert Fairy, Vanessa the Dance Steps Fairy, Victoria the Violin Fairy, Violet the Painting Fairy, Whitney the Whale Fairy, Willow the Wednesday Fairy, Yasmeen the Canoeing Fairy, Yasmin the Night Owl Fairy, Zadie the Sewing Fairy (September 12)

Round 29: Zainab the Squishy Toy Fairy, Zara the Starlight Fairy, Zoe the Skating Fairy (September 13)

#rainbow magic fairy fight #rainbow magic fairies

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seth-burroughs · 7 months

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Rain Code crackships I've subscribed to:

Yomi/Dr. Huesca - he tried to sext that old man but Huesca's already married to the research 💔

Iruka/Hana (the teacher) - most normal person you've ever seen x Iruka of the Resistance from Dohya District from chapter 3. This one I've had for a long time actually and yet. And yet. I have nothing coherent to say

Halara/Swank - bonding over money. It's the only thing they have in common and it's the only thing keeping them from having the divorce of the century

Yuma/Yomi - "Go ahead Makoto, arrest me, that won't unfuck your original" - also, Yuma's scrawny ass really needs an extremely aggressive guard dog. Can you really even call this crack it's literally the standard hero x villain ship every fandom has

Desuhiko/Yomi - let's be honest. Do you think Desuhiko would. Do you think he would. Would he. Would he

Vivia/Seth - "tall unhealthy green emo looking man with eye tattoo" solidarity. Also additional funny points if you know what my relationship with both of those characters is

#mine #rain code #these shall not be tagged. goodbye #making the tierlist really changed me as a person

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apocalypta-secundus · 5 months

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𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐑 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐂𝐎𝐃𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐒?

YELLOW CODED

yellow, a study in wildfires, honeycombs, and summer rain. everyone sees you smiling and laughing, happy in all the ways but the way that you know is true to you. everyone believes that nothing bad could happen to you, that you live life so freely that you'd never miss a beat, even if something bad DID happen to happen around or to you. but you're as miserable as the rest of them. you might be warm and gentle, when you need to be, but at the end of the day, you have long since accepted that fire is like you: best to be admired but never touched.

tagged by: @xxj0kerxx

tagging: @reddawnmultimuse (Hidan), @hana-akari, @historias-multorum (Itachi), @midnightactual, @uraharashouten (Jinta), @all-consumingfear

#I feel like I did this one too and lost it... part 2 #uhhh wait wha- ...actually- yeah kind of fitting.#V: You fall - you rise ; You fall - you rise ; A million tries ; Up from hell to paradise! | Ayame Hirako (Bleach)#🌌Dash Games☄

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poswiecenia · 6 months

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MUSE AESTHETICS: HORROR EDITION.

bold whatever applies | italics what sometimes applies [ both if it's perfect for your muse ] | strikethrough what doesn't apply & tag people. repost; don’t reblog!

CLASSIC.

black and white. powder puffs. red lipstick. winged eyeliner. white kitten heels. black lace lingerie. icy blue eyes. rain. abandoned cars. skeletons. acid. poison. voyeurism. switchblades. strangling. overcoats. looking over your shoulder. trans-atlantic accents. private detectives. dinner parties. haunted mansions. cobwebs. perfect blonde curls. kitchen knives. shock. cellars. dust. ghosts. dark alleys. empty streets. horn-rimmed glasses. radiation. zombies. serial murder. suspicion. the city. witches. the devil. cannibalism. conspiracies. amulets. abject terror. the American South. the American Northeast. England. analog cameras.

CRYPTID & URBAN LEGEND.

aliens. blinding light. dark woods. driving at night. claw marks. bite marks. men in black. memory loss. dismembered bodies. sewers. flashlights. cell phones. video cameras. cars with tinted windows. unlabeled cassette tapes. bugs. big cities. urban crimes. clowns. something rustling outside your window. glowing light. unsolved mysteries. suburbia. mirrors. the american pacific northwest. the american midwest. hiking. backpacking.

GOTHIC.

gaslights. corsets. ballrooms. candlelight. mist. starless nights. full moons. cobbled streets. horse-drawn carriages. mysterious strangers. bogs. moors. forests. mountains. castles. velvet. silver. brass. gold. jewels. domino masks. the opera. dangerous romances. tragic romances. violins. roses. lilies. empty graves. crosses. cemeteries. snow. ice. the gallows. crows. milk-white skin. ambiguous illness. fangs. pointed nails. something howling in the night. capes. gloves. top hats. straight razors. lightning. pipe organs. underground caverns. bats. mice. rats. ravens. cats. pearls. attics. talismans. axes. wood. isolation in a room full of people. vampires. werewolves. ghosts. coffins. western europe. eastern europe. bones. churches. catacombs. mausoleums. books. stitches.

PARANORMAL.

malevolent spirits. seances. spells. missing bodies. hidden graves. white noise. static. flickering lights. rings of salt. demons. poltergeists. dark histories. old buildings. cold air. wells. urban exploration. a dog barking at unseen things. iconoclasm. black ooze. old photographs. dark bodies of water. crucifixes. priests. possession. exorcisms. dolls.

SLASHER.

bloodbaths. massacres. wanton nudity. newspapers. leather jackets. letterman jackets. converse sneakers. obscured faces. social unrest. bonfires. lakes. babysitters. high school. lockers. dead leaves in the fall. jack-o’-lanterns. passing shadows. outdated television sets. nightmares. psychiatrists. hospitals. unstoppable forces. gunfire. police. landline telephones. improvised weapons. halloween. secrets. revelations. cut wires. character masks. scrunchies. wild curls. jeering children. parties. fire. swearing. revulsion. california. the american midwest. ambulances.

THRILLER.

daylight. fluorescent lighting. morgues. unwavering eye contact. tension. lit rooms. empty rooms. killer in plain sight. a dog digging in the newly-planted flower bed. steely gazes. paperwork. anagrams. codes. convicted killers. missing persons. law enforcement. federal agents. small towns. paranoia. subdued terror. dimly-lit parking lots. a noise in the distance.

tagged by: @zorkaya ( <3 ty ) tagging: @idolsummons ( hana ), @fckurselfie ( aether or ardbert ), @torntruth ( karlach ), @ichihero, @oathtorn, @visionhcld ( worcestershire sauce ), @wornlilac + anyone else who wanna <3

#{ this was fun af tbh }#OUT OF CHARACTER ( MEME REPLIES )ㅤ ㅤ ( ㅤ 🌟ㅤ ) — ㅤ thanks for being grand uwu #LUMINE ( DEFAULT V )ㅤ ㅤ ( ㅤ 🌟ㅤ ) ㅤ ㅤI'VE TRAVELED THROUGH THIS WORLD ONCE. ONCE YOU REACH THE END YOU'LL UNDERSTAND.

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sorengx · 2 months

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honor

Mud splattered on my uniform as I pushed through the relentless downpour of the jungle, my eyes stinging from both rain and tears. My comrades lay lifeless on the ground, their blood staining the earth. "Ren! Tasukete kure!" they had called me. Their voices, their desperate cries for help, echoed in my mind,

I had run from the massacre, a coward fleeing the battlefield. In my mind, the code of the Samurai taunted me, reminding me of my disgrace. I should have stood and fought with honor, accepted death like a true warrior. But I had a family, waiting for me, relying on me.

"Kaette kite ne," Hana had whispered softly, her voice filled with concern. I laughed at her anxiousness, "Kaette kite ne," I assured her. My expression softened as I saw hers, "Daisukina, kimida yo."

My breath came in ragged gasps, and I finally stopped, leaning against a tree. I wiped away my tears, my emotions overwhelming me. "Gomen nasai," I whispered to my fallen comrades, asking for their forgiveness. "I have to go back to my family."

Note: Sorry if the translation is off, was using google translate for the japanese D:

#writing #short story #japan #honor #sad #blood #ai art

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imscissorbladez · 7 months

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Short Playlists for Tavs

I’m in the zone so for further context have some songs:

Rook

all fired up - interpol

the people person of this ragtag band. sees every social interaction as a game; how do i get what i want and we all still have fun. it works, mostly. and if not, they’re a bard with a sword and that’s a truly terrifying thing to see early game.

we appreciate power - grimes, HANA

this is essentially the mindset they were in as they started consuming parasites like it was their job. it’s fine! it’s not a problem! they’re just helping. and that’s how they became half illithid. it’s the tragic story of a half elf who knew they couldn’t help the way that they wanted to, and turned to power outside of their control because they do care, it’s just hard to see.

good grief - cleopatrick

is vaguely insecure as the bard! can’t do anything their companions can do, and it absolutely upsets them, yes, but when someone tries to talk down to them? all hell breaks loose. and this song is absolutely a tribute to that.

parasite eve - bring me the horizon

mainly because they’re a drum bard, and i love the idea of this being the song they play in the upper city with other bards just before the final battle. they know they’ve all done right and wrong, but there’s a time and place to unpack that. also the idea of them scaring the place with this song?? but rallying everyone? immaculate.

fun fact: headcanoning the fem and masc voice that joins in for chorus as shadowheart and gale, who were rook’s ride or dies.

Ry’lrr

black wave - k.flay

i just need you to know the lyrics ‘I swear to god you don’t wanna test me’ are said with an air of desperation that ry’lyrr embodies. she awakes knowing that she has the urge. she lives with it every day. it’s chaotic and painful and difficult to understand. and yet she prevails.

the moon will sing - the crane wives

i need you to consider for a moment what it’s like to have a dark urge tav who sees lae’zel as the sun. literally the only light she’s ever known. i am sobbing, crying, foaming at the mouth.

did you hear the rain - george ezra

this is deeply orin and ry’lrr coded in ways i cannot explain without an essay. sworn rivals, sisters who one of them doesn’t remember the other. the ry’lrr before dark urge was something else. orin lost her great rival and it’s actually very sad to me.

map of the problematique - muse

ry’lyrr cannot bear the idea of losing any of her companions. she knows that in another life, it would be none of them. now it’s all of them, and she goes to battle for them, not for the world, but for them.

honourable mention: obey by bring me the horizon and yungblud was so very orin and ry’lrr before…. everything happened.

Elys

get into it (yuh) - doja cat

let her have her moment. this is the noble that people knew in the upper city, betrothed, fucking around and finding out, seemingly untouchable. absolutely her opening song.

hurricane drunk - florence + the machine

where elys starts. traumatic breakup, has turned to self destruction. it helps that she’s a draconic lightning sorcerer realistically. so she went out! For weeks! …and was picked up by mindflayers.

money - lisa

i’m not going to lie, elys and astarion are besties for this reason: she spends the entire tadpole era dropping money wherever she can. morally grey and banked up. she’s a bad bitch. we allow it. her fellow tav hates it.

little girl gone - chinchilla

the emperor came to elys as essentially a full copy of their ex. and elys was struggling so was okay with it. but with a healthy love, she goes into battle now not trusting the emperor, a manipulator, and an actually terrifying sorcerer that her draconic ancestry would be proud of. she leaves him on the battlefield as he tries to fight her, which is the closure she’d never get otherwise. wyll is very proud and a little smug.

fun fact: the cave by mumford and sons is THE wyll/elys song

Haven

Haven requires essays so we unpack that later. There’s also a whole Spotify playlist so lmk if you want it.

#my ocs are my children #bg3 #baldurs gate 3 #baldurs gate #my oc: elys smokeharbour #my oc: rook maguire #my oc: haven grigore #my oc: ry’lrr

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heavenbykvar · 2 years

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John arrived home that night. He was puzzled at sight of the opened door. He walked into his cabin and quickly began hitting the mosquitoes against his skin. There seemed to be millions of mosquitoes inside the cabin. Heaven was nowhere to be found. This was strange. He stepped on something on the floor and looked down. A letter! He picked up the piece of paper and read. Yet another letter from his neglected wife.

He did not want to endure the woes of his wife and daughter, so he did not read it and instead ripped it into tiny pieces. Then it came to him. It was clear Heaven opened it and read it and knew one of his truths. He was not angry she had snooped. He had to find her and explain it to her right away.

He ran, without stopping, to Heaven’s home. His loud knocks awakened Hana.

“I apologize to have come so late and awaken you, but I am terribly worried for Heaven. Is she home?”

Hana’s eyes widened. “No! I thought she was at your residence?”

“I came back home and she was not there.”

Hana’s heart raced, and she took deep breaths to calm herself.

“I’m going to search for her.”

Hana stayed home, just in case Heaven returned. She was again anxious for Heaven to come home.

Hana did not realize she had fallen asleep until she heard the door slowly open and close, hours later – into the morning.

Hana sprang up. “My goodness, Heaven! Where have you been?” Hana came and hugged the redhead girl. She was still wet from the rain, and her red ringlets came undone.

“I.. had to be alone somewhere. Hana, let me tell you, I have been foolish.”

Hana was confused. “What on earth is wrong?”

Heaven took a deep breath, tears threatening to spill out from her eyes. “Mr. Singer has a wife and daughter in Virginia.” She sniffed.

Hana gasped at the revelation.

“I have never been so... disapproving of myself, and of a man! I thought every other man was like my dear father. Honourable and loyal!” Heaven added.

Hana shook her head and spent the rest of the morning comforting Heaven.

In the evening, a frantic John knocked again on the door of the home of Heaven and Hana. Heaven laid on her mattress on the floor, too miserable to get up and do a thing. Hana ignored the knock, as she knew it was John who was bothering them. Who else could it have been? Minutes passed, and the knocking finally ceased. Suddenly, pebbles could be heard being thrown against their walls.

Hana opened the door and walked outside, finding John with a pebble in his palm, about to throw again. “Mr. Singer, you are a nuisance! Stop it!” Hana scowled.

“My sincere apologies, Miss, but I wish to speak to Heaven.” John dropped the pebble onto the ground.

“No, you are not allowed to see her anymore. We know the reasons why. I won’t allow you to force her to go through such things. She has enough on her plate!”

John looked about them, to make sure no one else was around to hear. “I am fully aware she knows my marriage, but I can assure you I am not in love with my wife anymore and I plan to divorce her in the near future, I don’t care how much shame and loss of respect this will cause me. I only care for Heaven and what she thinks. Believe it or not I was preparing on how to confess to her.”

Hana did not move, nor did her scowl fade away.

“If this is the truth, then you shall go back to Virginia, confess this to your wife, divorce her, and come back to Heaven. You will make her an honest woman.”

John nodded and bowed to Hana and then walked away.

He agreed with Hana’s advice. He was going back to his wife in Virginia, no matter how dangerous it was for him there at the moment. It would be worth it to break the South’s code of honour, for Heaven’s own sake and honour.

May 4, 1870, Richmond, Virginia

Richmond, the former second capital of the now defeated Confederacy, still recovering from the war.. It was also the home of his wife, Emma, and their daughter Juliet. Emma was the daughter of a banker-turned-soldier who had died early in the war..

His wife ran to him the moment she saw him, throwing her arms around him and invading his face with her kisses. “My beloved husband, I knew you would return.”

He did not kiss back, nor did he say anything back. He just stood there, absorbing her affection. Finally, he spoke.

“Emma, you must hear this. I want to be truthful with you right now.”

The blonde woman took a step back and stared at him.

“I want a divorce, as my heart belongs to another woman in California. I no longer love you the way I had. I am sorry, Emma Dixon.”

Emma swore she could feel her heart literally shatter to pieces. This was not how she hoped the day of reunion would turn out. She did not realize how much a person could cry tears until now. How many losses did she had to suffer? How quickly a big, kind heart such as hers can plummet to despair and irrational, unnecessary hatred for the other woman.

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enterfurore · 2 years

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* 𝐀𝐂𝐂𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐃 : welcome to l'academiae furorum , JUYEON SHIN & HANA NOH . please submit your account within twenty - four hours . jennie kim & moon gayoung are now taken !

◜ * : jennie kim . cis woman & she / her . ginger by brockhampton . ━━ the legend surrounding london’s l’academiae furorum would not be complete without JUYEON SHIN . the academy's TWENTY FIVE year old FIRST SOLOIST has been with furore for THREE YEARS , oft described as FERVENT , CUTTHROAT , DOMINATING , SLICK & has proved utterly indispensable to the company. in passing , they’ve come to be associated with NOTES OF FRANGIPANI AND ORANGE BLOSSOM TWISTED WITH WARM GOLDEN AMBER & the empty seats amongst standing ovation devoid of your parents’ presence , mini skirt hem brushing against plush thighs while dancing like no one’s watching , the upturn of glossed lips while watching dominos fall in her favor , a gentle grey fog blanketing the city as heavy rain pelts apartment windows , unblemished cheeks kissed by diamond - like tears due to lack of unconditional love . whether this will be their final curtain call is anyone's guess & the company’s worst nightmare . ( as portrayed by sage , twenty five , she / they , & est . gore , abuse , sexual assault . )

◜ * : moon gayoung . cis woman & she / her . telepatía by kali uchis . ━━ the legend surrounding london’s l’academiae furorum would not be complete without HANA NOH . the academy's TWENTY SEVEN year old PHYSICAL THERAPIST has been with furore for FIVE YEARS , oft described as PRACTICAL , SOFTHEARTED , ADAMANT , TRANSPARENT & has proved utterly indispensable to the company. in passing , they’ve come to be associated with THE WARMTH OF GOLDEN ORCHID AND SUEDED AMBER SWIRLED WITH CREAMY VANILLA & planners with color coded scheduling littering her desk , the sweet and creamy flavor of strawberry cheesecake spreading on your tongue , the warmth of sunlight kissing soft skin in the springtime , the early morning sun creeping through apartment windows whilst the aroma of coffee swirls in the air . whether this will be their final curtain call is anyone's guess & the company’s worst nightmare . ( as portrayed by sage , twenty five , she / they , & est . gore , abuse , sexual assault . )

#accepted.#YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSUH #appless rp #dance rp #dark academia rp #mumu rp #rich kids rp

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ravenoftheskyes · 2 years

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So, I ordered a bunch of birthdays from my favorite series because why the fuck not. FE, Persona, TMS, Monark, Project Sekai, AITSF, AINI, Master Detective Archives: RAIN CODE, TWEWY and TCE birthdays all in order just because why not under the cut.

January

1st, Wicked/Marie Amabuki (TCE/TCE2) & Asugi (FEF)

2nd, Kanami Mashita (P4DAN) & Gaius (FE:A)

4th, Ingrid Brandl Galatea (FE:3H), Shoko Nadami (AITSF), & Detective/Mikoto Ushidera (AINI)

5th, Hayate Tsumabuki (Monark)

6th, Pandreo (FE:E) & Makoto Kagutsuchi (MDA:RC)

8th, Fuga (FEF) & Shiho Hinomori (Project Sekai)

11th, Say’ri (FE:A) & Rhea (FE:3H)

13th, Mirei (TCE)

14th, Ryo (MDA:RC)

15th, Hapi (FE3H)

16th, Junpei Iori (P3)

17th, Saphir (FE:E)

18th, Rohan Kumakura (AITSF) & Riichi Chieda (AINI)

19th, Kanji Tatsumi (P4) & Rosado (FE:E)

20th, Raimu “Rhyme” Bito (TWEWY)

21st, Severa/Selena (FE:A/FEF)

22nd, Shogo Satake (TCE)

24th, Arthur (FEF)

26th, Gilbert Pronislav (FE:3H)

27th, Gregor (FE:A) & Mafuyu Asahina (Project Sekai)

28th, Yusuke Kitagawa (P5)

29th, Eleonora Yumizuru (TMS)

31st, Nina (FEF)

February

1st, Futa Amanoma/Pewter (AITSF/AINI)

3rd, Hilda Valentine Goneril (FE:3H) & Amber (FE:E)

5th, Rinkah (FEF)

6th, Shachi (MDA:RC)

7th, Subaki (FEF)

8th, Hanneman von Essar (FE:3H)

9th, Priam (FE:A) & Swank Catsonell (MDA:RC)

10th, Yashiro Tsurugi (TMS) & Kanade Yoisaki (Project Sekai)

12th, Kiriko Miyasako (TCE2) & Miriel (FE:A)

14th, Fogado (FE:E)

15th, Maiko Shimazaki (TMS), Takero Matsushita (AITSF), and Tokiko Shigure (AINI)

17th, MU-kun (TCE2) & Nyx (FEF)

19th, Futaba Sakura (P5), Felicia, & Flora (FEF)

20th, Barry Goodman (TMS) & Felix Hugo Fraldarius (FE:3H)

22nd, Brady (FE:A) & Priest (MDA:RC)

23rd, Sho Minamimoto (TWEWY)

26th, Beruka (FEF)

27th, Kensuke Hibiki (TCE) & Fortune Teller (MDA:RC)

28th, Tiki (TMS/FE:A/FE:SD), Manaka Iwai (AITSF), & Lysithea von Ordelia (FE:3H)

29th, Uru Somezuki (AINI)

March

1st, Saito Sejima (AITSF)

2nd, Ike-P (TCE) & Kohane Azusawa (Project Sekai)

3rd, Azura (FEF)

4th, Jeritza von Hrym (FE:3H) & Dominic Fulltank (MDA:RC)

6th, Lissa (FE:A)

7th, Niko Komamura, Iori Komamura (TCE2) & Tetra’s Father/Characin (MDA:RC)

10th, Clanne & Framme (FE:E)

13th, Forrest (FEF)

14th, Yarne (FE:A) & Ignatz Victor (FE:3H)

15th, Eiji Biwasaka (TCE:O)

16th, Kuchinashi (TCE:O) & Gangrel (FE:A)

18th, Yoshiko (MDA:RC)

19th, Elise (FEF) & Airi Momoi (Project Sekai)

20th, Bluffman (TCE2) & Constance von Nuvelle (FE:3H)

21st, Subaru Ikariya (Monark)

24th, Benny (FEF), Nel & Nil (FE:E)

25th, Kasumi Yoshizawa, Sumire Yoshizawa (P5R) & Pucci Lavmin (MDA:RC)

27th, Shamir Nevrand (FE:3H)

28th, Hana (FEF) & Chikara Horadori (AINI)

29th, Nah (FE:A)

31st, Jean (FE:E)

April

1st, Rhajat (FEF) & Enyne (MDA:RC)

2nd, Tharja (FE:A)

4th, Vivia Twilight (MDA:RC) & Madeline (FE:E)

5th, Sora Jingu (Monark)

6th, Kudan (TCE2) & Diamant (FE:E)

9th, Sakura (FEF), Nun (MDA:RC) & Kakeru Hasegawa (Monark)

12th, Yoneharu Enda/Andes Komeji (AINI)

13th, Effie (FEF) & Renju Okiura (AITSF)

14th, Maribelle (FE:A) & Minori Hanasato (Project Sekai)

15th, Aiko (MDA:RC) & Icardi (MDA:RC)

17th, Hubert von Vestra (FE:3H)

19th, Kana (FEF)

20th, Mifue Shinohara (TCE), Labrys (P4A), & Lucina (FE:A)

21st, Seadall (FE:E)

22nd, Niles (FEF)

23rd, Makoto Niijima (P5)

25th, Laurent (FE:A)

27th, Pandora (TCE2), Chloé (FE:E), Jiei Colan (MDA:RC) & Naoto Shirogane (P4)

28th, Yukimura (FEF)

30th, Ferdinand von Aegir, Aelfric Dahlman (FE:3H), Tama (AINI), & Ena Shinonome (Project Sekai)

May

1st, Ryoma (FEF), Akane Tono, & Sumire Tono (Monark)

4th, Charlotte (FEF), Servan (MDA:RC) & Iruka (MDA:RC)

5th, Morgan (FE:A) & Ame-chan (Needy Streamer Overload)

7th, Machina (TCE2)

8th, Mitsuru Kirijo (P3)

9th, Annette Fantine Dominic (FE:3H) & Saki Tenma (Project Sekai)

10th, Hinata (FEF)

11th, Hitomi Sagan (AITSF/AINI) & Boucheron (FE:E)

14th, Cynthia (FE:A)

16th, Ryotaro Dojima (P4)

17th, Midori (FEF) & Tsukasa Tenma (Project Sekai)

18th, Raphael Kirsten (FE:3H) & Lien Twining (AINI)

20th, Setsuna (FEF)

21st, Yakou Furio (MDA:RC)

22nd, Yuma Kokohead (MDA:RC)

23rd, Ricken (FE:A)

25th, Toya Aoyagi (Project Sekai), Lapis (FE:E) & Mamoru Bodai/Bodyguard (AITSF/AINI)

27th, Chrom (FE:A) & Mercedes von Martritz (FE:3H)

28th, Naruko Morita (TCE) & Siegbert (FEF)

30th, Bunet (FE:E)

June

1st, Gin Noto (TCE2), Rise Kujikawa (P4) & Martina Electro (MDA:RC)

2nd, Goro Akechi (P5)

3rd, Hortensia (FE:E)

4th, Donnel (FE:A)

5th, Sylvain Jose Gautier (FE:3H) & Worshipper (MDA:RC)

6th, Shigure (FEF) & Seth Burroughs (MDA:RC)

8th, Ota Matsushita (AITSF) & Anna (FE:E)

9th, Sweet-P (TCE), Ryotaro Date (Monark), Neiko Yasuragi/Dr. Shironeko (Monark) & Anna (FE:3H)

10th, Anna (FEF) & Fubuki Clockford (MDA:RC)

11th, Anna (FE:A)

13th, Gunter (FEF) & Lorenz Hellman Gloucester (FE:3H)

14th, Zange Eraser (MDA:RC)

15th, Kizuna Chieda (AINI)

16th, Stahl (FE:A)

19th, Orochi (FEF)

22nd, Touma Akagi (TMS), Yosuke Hanamura (P4), Ritsuko Enshu/Receptionist (AITSF/AINI), Margulaw (MDA:RC) & Edelgard von Hresvelg (FE:3H)

23rd, Suzuna Kagura (TCE)

24th, Ken Amada (P3), Kellam (FE:A) & Rui Kamishiro (Project Sekai)

26th, Mitama (FEF) & Jeryn (MDA:RC)

29th, Lindon (FE:E)

30th, Leo (FEF)

July

1st: Libra (FE:A), K-Angel (Needy Streamer Overload) & Caspar von Bergliez (FE:3H)

2nd, Uzuki Yashiro (TWEWY)

3rd, Ryuji Sakamoto (P5)

4th, Kiragi (FEF)

6th, Caeldori (FEF) & Mizuki Okiura/Mizuki Date (AITSF/AINI)

7th, Cordelia (FE:A)

8th, Izuru Minezawa (TCE) & Desuhiko Thunderbolt (MDA:RC)

9th, Balthus von Albrecht (FE:3H)

10th, Nozomi Hinata (Monark)

12th, Kiria Kurono (TMS), Kaden (FEF), Shoma Enda (AINI), Servant (MDA:RC) & Flayn (FE:3H)

14th, Kurama Hitotsubashi (Monark)

15th, Owain/Odin (FE:A/FEF)

18th, Goldmary (FE:E)

19th, Shadow Knife (TCE)

20th, Nene Kusanagi (Project Sekai) & Araya Kagami (AITSF/AINI)

21st, Sophie (FEF) & Man Who Fell (MDA:RC)

22nd, Ryuto Tsukishima (TCE2)

23rd, Yen’fay (FE:A)

24th, Claude von Riegan (FE:3H)

26th, Kagero (FEF) & An Shiraishi (Project Sekai)

28th, Yunaka (FE:E) & Dr. Huesca (MDA:RC)

30th, Itsuki Aoi (TMS) & Chie Satonaka (P4)

August

1st, Daisukenojo "Beat" Bito (TWEWY)

2nd, Zelkov (FE:E)

3rd, Scarlet (FEF), Kaname Date (AITSF/AINI) & Manuela Casagranda (FE:3H)

7th, Sasara Amiki (TCE2), Inigo/Laslow (FE:A/FEF) & Waruna (MDA:RC)

8th, Alfred (FE:E) & Guillaume Hall (MDA:RC)

10th, Mizuki Kuranushi/Bibi (AINI)

11th, Shinjiro Aragaki (P3), Mamori Minamoto (TMS) & Ichika Hoshino (Project Sekai)

12th, Yuri LeClerc (FE:3H)

13th, Basilio (FE:A)

16th, Ignatius (FEF)

17th, Amame Doi/Mermaid (AITSF/AINI)

18th, Hinoka (FEF)

20th, Olivia (FE:A)

21st, Leonie Pinelli (FE:3H)

22nd, Shiro (FEF)

24th, Boy/Kei Colan (MDA:RC)

25th, “Zilch Alexander” (MDA:RC)

26th, Frederick (FE:A)

27th, Shonen-Doll (TCE) & Mizuki Akiyama (Project Sekai)

28th, Sophia (P5S)

29th, Jin Furue (AINI) & Timerra (FE:E)

31st, Soleil (FEF), Mayumi Matsushita (AITSF) & Dedue Molinaro (FE3H)

September

1st, Gerome (FE:A) & Shinya Yuda (Monark)

5th, Percy (FEF)

7th, Doktor (TCE2) & Petra Macneary (FE:3H)

8th, Azama (FEF)

9th, Thorn (TCE) & Emu Otori (Project Sekai)

10th, Regret (TCE2) & Aigis (P3)

12th, Veyle (FE:E)

14th, Walhart (FE:A) & Chinpei Wagai (AITSF/AINI)

15th, Ophelia (FEF) & Catherine (FE:3H)

16th, Kotaro Tomoe (TCE)

17th, Gregory (FE:E) & Casino Owner (MDA:RC)

19th, Hayato (FEF)

21st, Nowi (FE:A) & Gen Ishyagane (AINI)

22nd, Akihiko Sanada (P3)

24th, Merrin (FE:E)

26th, Koki Kariya (TWEWY)

27th, Hisame (FEF)

28th, Moma Kumakura (AITSF/AINI) & Melami Goldmine (MDA:RC)

29th, Kjelle (FE:A) & Dorothea Arnault (FE:3H)

October

1st, Kobato Kazamatsuri (TCE2), Etie (FE:E), Halara Nightmare (MDA:RC) & Zenkichi Hasegawa (P5S)

2nd, Kaze & Saizo (FEF)

4th, Nanako Dojima (P4), Chiyo Aikawa (Monark) & Zilch Alexander (MDA:RC)

5th, Haruka Kiritani (Project Sekai)

6th, Mozu (FEF)

7th, Noire (FE:A)

9th, Kranke (TCE2)

10th, Lon’qu (FE:A)

11th, Velouria (FEF), Osamu Oishi/Mama (AITSF/AINI) & Yomi Hellsmile (MDA:RC)

12th, Shiki Misaki (TWEWY)

15th, Alcryst (FE:E)

17th, Cherche (FE:A) & Ashe Ubert (FE:3H)

18th, Kuruto Ryuki (AINI)

19th, Yukari Takeba (P3)

20th, Selkie (FEF)

22nd, Kotono Kashiwaba (TCE)

23rd, Panette (FE:E)

25th, Cyril (FE:3H)

26th, Iris Sagan/A-set (AITSF/AINI)

27th, Xander (FEF) & Honami Mochizuki (Project Sekai)

28th, Flavia (FE:A)

30th, Keaton (FEF)

November

1st, Silas (FEF) & Yoshiya “Joshua” Kiriyu (TWEWY)

3rd, Aversa (FE:A)

4th, Louis (FE:E)

6th, Kurane (MDA:RC)

7th, Reina (FEF) & Linhardt von Hevring (FE:3H)

9th, Aiba (AITSF) & Citrinne (FE:E)

11th, Ayana Amamoto (TCE:O) & Number One (MDA:RC)

12th, Ann Takamaki (P5), Akito Shinonome (Project Sekai) & Karen (MDA:RC)

13th, Henry (FE:A)

16th, Dwyer (FEF)

17th, Ivy (FE:E)

18th, Panne (FE:A)

21st, Zelestia (FE:E)

23rd, Marianne von Edmund (FE:3H)

24th, Sumia (FE:A)

25th, Tetra (MDA:RC)

26th, Vander (FE:E)

28th, Oboro (FEF)

30th, Camilla (FEF) & Kurumi Wendy (MDA:RC)

December

1st, Alois Rangeld, (FE:3H)

2nd, Tsubasa Oribe (TMS)

3rd, Jakob (FEF)

5th, Haru Okumura (P5), Sugar (MDA:RC) & Sully (FE:A)

6th, Shizuku Hinomori (Project Sekai)

7th, So Sejima (AITSF/AINI) & Jade (FE:E)

8th, Yukiko Amagi (P4) & Kokoro Surugadai (Monark)

10th, Virion (FE:A)

12th, #QP (TCE2) & Bernadetta von Varley (FE:3H)

14th, Takumi (FEF)

18th, Céline (FE:E)

20th, Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd (FE:3H)

21st, Shura (FEF), Aphex Logan (MDA:RC) & Shizue Kuranushi/Boss (AITSF/AINI)

22nd, Fuuka Yamagishi (P3) & Kagetsu (FE:E)

23rd, Emmeryn (FE:A)

24th, Shota Tsurumaki (TCE2) & Peri (FEF)

26th, Vaike (FE:A)

27th, Seteth (FE:3H)

29th, Stork (TCE:O) & Izana (FEF)

31st, Rafal (FE:E)

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Asian dramas and movies

A list of the dramas, movies and shows that I have watched.

Hanazakari no Kimitachi e

Hanazakari no Kimitachi e SP

Hanamizuki

One Litre of Tears

One Litre of Tears movie

Tantei Gakuen Q live action

Detective Conan live action movie 1

Detective Conan live action movie 2

Detective Conan live action movie 3

Great Detective Conan: Challenge To Shinichi Kudo

I Love My Younger Sister live action

Yamato Nadeshiko Shichi Henge

Gokusen

Gokusen 2

Gokusen 3

Gokusen movie

Death Note

Death Note 2: The Last Name

Death Note 3: L Change The World

14 Sai no Haha

Koukou Debut

Kurosagi

Nodame Cantabile live action

Nodame Cantabile SP

Lovely Complex live action

Hana Yori Dango

Hana Yori Dango 2

Kimi ni Todoke live action

I Give My First Love To You

Koizora

Atashinchi no Danshi

Ju On

Ju On 2

Ju On 3

Prince of Tennis live action

Ikemen Desu Ne

Ouran High School Host Club live action series

Ouran High School Host Club live action movie

Paradise Kiss

Zenkai Girl

Nobuta wo Produce

Akihabara@Deep

Bloody Monday

Bloody Monday 2

Honey and Clover

Kimi wa Petto

Propose Kyoudai

Pink no Idenshi

Stand Up!

Yukan Club (not yet done)

Ring 1

Ring 2

Ring 3

Ring 0

Zatoichi

Spring Story

Buzzer Beat

The Victim

Crazy Little Thing Called Love

Friendship

Brown Sugar Macchiato

Bull Fighting

Devil Beside You

Why, Why Love

Hi My Sweetheart

Fated To Love You

Hot Shot

Corner With Love/Love At The Corner

Meteor Garden

Meteor Garden 2

Meteor Rain

My MVP Valentine

Frog Prince

Silence

Love Storm

Dolphin Bay

Lavender

Full House

Dream High

Shining Inheritance

Heartstrings/You’ve Fallen For Me

Secret Garden

Playful Kiss

Love of The Condor Heroes

All About Eve

Irene

Attic Cat

Endless Love 1: Autumn In My Heart

Endless Love 2: Winter Sonata

Endless Love 3: Summer Scent

Coffee Prince

Jang Geum

Dal Ja’s Spring

My Sassy Girl, Choon-Hyang

Love Truly/Really Really Like You

Stairway To Heaven

My Name Is Kim Sam Soon

Love Story In Harvard

Attack On The Pin-Up Boys

Temptation of Wife

200 Pounds Beauty

100 Days With Mr. Arrogant

Jenny and Juno

Virgin Snow

Windstruck

Flower Boy Ramyun Shop

Jewel In The Palace

Robot

Three Idiots

Shutter

Ruk Man Yai Mak (Love Julinsee - Love at 4 Size)

Suck Seed

Yes or No

Hormones: The Confusing Teens

Seasons Change

Sunny

You Are My Pet

The Girl Who Leapt Through Time live action

Samurai High School

City Hunter

IRIS

Dream High 2

Shut Up Flower Boy Band

Blind

Skip Beat

Spellbound/Chilling Romance

Bokura ga Ita: Zenpen

Bokura ga Ita: Kouhen

To The Beautiful You

Panda and Hedgehog

You’re Beautiful

Mirai Nikki Live Action

A Gentleman’s Dignity

Phobia/4bia

Rich Man, Poor Woman

Turn Left, Turn Right

5 Prang

Seducing Mr. Perfect

A Good Day To Have An Affair

Sad Movie

Ghajini

Reply 1997

Rurouni Kenshin

Rooftop Prince

My Little Bride

Code Blue Season 1

Risou no Musuko

ATM Error

IRIS 2

Himitsu no Akko-chan

School 2013

The Naked Kitchen

Hana Kimi Remake

Jackal Is Coming

Love On That Day

Level 7/7th Grade Civil Servant

Last Cinderella

Kyou, Koi wo Hajimemashite

Pee Mak Phra Kanong

Yamada-kun to Nananin no Majo

Just One Second

Summer Nude

Reply 1994

Queen In Hyun’s Man

The Heirs

Marry Him If You Dare

Emergency Couple

Rough Play

No Breathing

The Commitment

Angel Eyes

It’s Okay, That’s Love

Birth of A Beauty

Fall In Love With Me

Master’s Sun

The Three Musketeers

The Pirates

Blue Spring Ride

You Are The Apple Of My Eye

Kyoto Inferno

The Legend Ends

Pinocchio

Ex-Girlfriend’s Club

School 2015

School 2017

While You Were Sleeping

My Secret Romance

Love O2O

Because This Is My First Life

Fight For My Way

Second Love

Baby and Me

The Outlaws

Midnight Runners

Bad Genius

Your Lie In April

Haruta and Chika

Reply 1988

Descendants of The Sun

Let’s Fight Ghost

Confession of Murder

Tokyo Ghoul live action

Code Blue 2

Code Blue 3

Along With The Gods: The Two Worlds

Along With The Gods: Last 49 Days

Radio Romance

Hormones 2

Hormones: The Final Season

A Love So Beautiful

Ajin: Demi-human

Crash Landing On You

What’s Wrong With Secretary Kim

Extreme Job

Parasite

Kingdom Season 1

Kingdom Season 2

Doctor Romantic Season 1

Goblin

Touch Your Heart

Her Private Life

Weightlifting Fairy Kim Bok Joo

Strong Girl Do Bong-soon

Love Alarm

My First First Love

I Am Not A Robot

My ID Is Gangnam Beauty

The Girl Who Sees Scent

Hotel Del Luna

Remember

U-Prince Series

A Korean Odyssey

The Package

Doctor Romantic 2

The Prince of Tennis 2019

Start-Up

Ordinary People

Itaewon Class

Hi Bye, Mama!

The Divine Fury

Back To The 90s

The Dude In Me

Put Your Head On My Shoulder

The K2

Hyde, Jekyll, Me

She Was Pretty

He Is Psychometric

Sky Castle

My Annoying Brother

Scarlet Heart: Ryeo

Find Yourself

Good Morning Call

Love In The Moonlight

Hospital Playlist

Kkondae Intern

The World Of The Married

Sotus

Was It Love?

It’s Okay Not To Be Okay

Who Are You 2020

Love Lasts Forever

Empress Ki

The Uncanny Counter

Run On

True Beauty

Sweet Home

Lovestruck In The City

A Love So Beautiful (2020)

18 Again

The Con-Heartist

My God!! Father

Space Sweepers

On Your Wedding Day

The Yin-Yang Master: Dream of Eternity

L <3 DK

How To Be Thirty

Seobok

Forgotten

Vincenzo

Confidential Assignment

Mr. Queen

Hometown Chachacha

Hospital Playlist 2

D.P.

Squid Game

Police University

Kingdom: Ashin of the North

Cheer Up, Mr. Lee

Sweet and Sour

Death Note: Light Up The New World

Orange

Prison Playbook

Oh My Ladylord

Law School

Sell Your Haunted House

Alice in Borderland

Still 2gether

Move to Heaven

My Name

Our Beloved Summer

The Door Into Summer

Bad and Crazy

AI Love You

Love and Leashes

Thirty-Nine

Twenty Five, Twenty One

Forecasting Love and Weather

Juvenile Justice

Business Proposal

My Father is Strange

#asian #korean #chinese #taiwanese #japanese #thai #drama #movie

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coepiteamare · 3 years

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nine thousand, seven hundred nineteen kilometers

pairing: yoongi x female!oc genre: mild angst, it’s not fluff but it’s not angst, thieves oc & yoongi warnings: mild angst, oc and yoongi are thieves (think ocean’s 8/11-13, pickpockets in this drabble), lapslock word count: 1.4k

summary: you find love somewhere in between los angeles and new york and lose your heart in between paris and tokyo. (alt. maybe he’s the compulsion you can’t seem to shake, the ache that doesn’t fade even nine thousand, seven hundred and nineteen kilometers away)

paris is much quieter than the places you’re used to, but it’s not a bad thing.

you like having coffees in cafes, settling in nooks, and drinking in the scenery spread outside the window. there’s a slight soreness in your arms from the aerial act last night that you remedy with macarons and the cafe cat that comes to sit in your lap, nuzzling its nose in your turtleneck. but the itch in your fingertips refuses to subside: a dull craving that refuses to be muffled no matter how many hobbies you pick up, how many characters you adapt and abandon, how many miles you put between yourself and los angeles.

maybe you should move to amsterdam, you think as you thank the cafe owner. you contemplate luxembourg as you give the cat one last pet and leave behind a half eaten croissant. dubai is also pretty, you tell yourself as you bump into a youngman in a peacoat. hand into his pocket. you fall over, gripping on to his sleeve, as he reaches out to stabilize you. his prada wallet in your bag. you flash him a shy smile that could make the eiffel tower crumble. his watch on your wrist. you giggle an apology--i’m so sorry, i was distracted, i should have been paying more attention--and vanish into the crowd in a haze of vanilla and rose with his gucci tie clip in the pocket of your trench coat.

old habits die hard.

maybe it’s not a habit you’re trying to get rid of, something whispers in the back of your head, or maybe you’re not trying at all. shut up, you whisper back.

you close the door quickly when you enter your flat, letting the fall chill know it’s an unwelcome guest before it can settle in.

the apartment you live in is small, a little out of the way from central paris, but you like the trimmings on the cabinets and the colours of the wall. it feels lived in, less sterile than white walls, and it feels like what a home should feel like. there’s scratches on the countertop and smudges of the lives of tenants before you, and, really, you could do a lot better with the money from tokyo, but it was the first place that didn’t hiss at your insecurities in the sound of his voice. all the other ones you had seen had reminded you of him--walls painted with his laughter, banisters lined with the snap of his gloves, floors tiled in his stupid, ostentatious spending habits--and you had almost given up on paris, almost decided to live in the cheap motel with shitty coffee and questionable door locks because the first hotel you checked into had him written all over it (as did the next one and the next one and the next) until you found this apartment, cozy and in need of upkeep. i’m yours, it seemed to say; better yet, it said nothing at all. yours (whatever that meant).

“you should get better locks,” his voice rings, and you drop your purse, items clattering to the floor.

he looks just as you remember him: soft, wispy bangs against pale skin, dark eyes taking in more information than you could ever know, jaw and mouth sharp like he’d bite if you made the wrong move. the way the sun gently brushes him with a soft golden glow makes you wonder if he’s somehow conned the sun into working for him. (he’s always had a flair for dramatics, even if he claims there’s no room for theatrics in his plans.) you wrench your gaze away from him, your ribcage suddenly two sizes too tight for the thudding contraption it holds inside.

“have you ever thought locks were meant to keep people out, yoongi? that maybe people have locks to try and keep whatever’s inside them safe?” you pick up the items off the floor, carefully placing them back into your purse, trying to keep your voice steadier than your hands.

“i have a proposition for you,” he says, without missing a beat, like nothing happened in tokyo.

“would you have sought me out if you didn’t?” you mutter under your breath. you don’t like the bitterness that spreads through your mouth, the hurt that lingers like a bad aftertaste. “i’m retired,” you lean against the wall. you wonder if the scuff marks on the floor have been there a while. you try to look everywhere but him, but your training kicks in and you’re hypersensitive to everything he does: the way his shoulders are loose but his eyes are constantly moving, the way he still holds the tea cup like he did the first time he took you to a cafe 3 minutes after he met you, the way his left hand is still, unnatural, like he wants to drum them against the table or pick a lock, have something to do.

he hums and sips the tea in front of him. “i would have been a little quicker with the wallet,” your head turns to him in shock, “but other than that, it was a pretty solid job.” of course he was watching. there was nothing yoongi missed, from the stutter in your heartbeat to the thrum of your fingers against the wall. he drops his smile and his gaze bores into yours, but you feel the smug satisfaction smothering you like his cologne that still permeates your dreams, six months later and six thousand miles away.

“awareness of surroundings has gotten sloppy though.”

“fuck you.”

his shoulders shake as he laughs, breath catching with every inhale. it takes him a minute to collect himself, but the smile doesn’t fall. “the crew misses you.”

“more like you couldn’t find another acrobat,” you scoff. everything about this is painfully familiar: the sharp rapport, the sparks, him. it’s too easy to settle back into habit, even if you’ve been burnt before. it feels like diving back under the covers, body aching to crawl back to what it knows. the words slide out of your mouth before you have a chance to think about them, bitter and acrid. “were you even trying?”

“were you even trying? it’s like you wanted to get caught” he had scoffed, mouth acidic even at your tear stained face. “this isn’t a fucking performance you get to put on night after night. there is no safety net waiting to catch you. that-” he gestures at the wind, at the depository miles away from you, “whatever that was almost cost us this job.”

“i’ve missed you.” he smiles, and just like that, you hear the faint click, his words cracking the pin code on your ribcage and unlocking the heart you’ve tried so desperately to cage. you should have known better: there’s never been a lock yoongi couldn’t pick, a safe he couldn’t find his way into. nothing has been able to keep him out: not the gallery treasury in newport beach with its earthquake proof alarm system, not the cartier vault in new york city with its impressive randomized laser grid, and certainly not the flimsy, fickle alarm system of your heartbeat.

“how did you find me?” your voice is too soft, muddled under memories buried six feet under.

“have you ever seen me fail to get what i want?” he makes his way to you and doesn’t stop until you’re pressed against the wall, the tips of his shoes against yours. sandalwood tickles your throat as you take a breath. his nose brushes against yours, pink lips mere centimeters away.

“i meant what i said, your awareness of your surroundings needs work.” his breath fogs your clarity. “besides, if they wanted to keep things safe, maybe they should try a bit harder. i’m just here to prove that all things can be found.” he taps a finger against your nose lightly, mouth stretching into a smile before he makes his way towards the door with his hands in his pocket. he doesn’t turn back to look at you. “you know how to find me.”

you stand there, dazed, until the faint tap, tap, tap of the rain against your windowpane breaks the fog, sun submerged in velvet darkness.

maybe he’s just as potent as a habit, just as hard to kill.

you find a plane ticket to los angeles in your backpocket, a burner phone in your coat pocket. your safe door is wide open, contents untouched, with a post it note on top.

it’s like you’re not even trying. p.s. did you miss me?

A/N: a BIG thank you to hana @taestybae for reading this and telling me she loved it. i absolutely adore you.

i’m going to work to expand on the universe (hopefully) and introduce the rest of the crew because words cannot describe how much i love this universe and these characters.

#yoongi x oc #yoongi x reader #yoongi fic #yoongi imagine #bts fic #bts imagines #bts scenarios #yoongi scenarios #btswritingcafe #thebtswritersclub #heartsforbts #bangtanuniversity #violet dreams of violet gardens

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Hi! Could I request a Jin or namjoon arranged marriage! au with “One more kiss.” Thank you!!

of course!! let’s do it ;) took some creative liberties since i got multiple arranged marriage requests, hope that’s okay!! it's rather angsty

namjoon with au #1 - arranged marriage!au and prompt #6 - “One more kiss.”

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rainy day promise

namjoon x reader! ft. bestie!hoseok

word count: 2.4k (i’m honestly so proud of myself for not making this a borderline oneshot)

genre: fluff, angst, arranged marriage!au, (very very slight) historical!au and wartime!au

summary: when namjoon’s away, all you can do is worry.

The rain has always made you sleepy.

It reminds you of quiet nights by the fire, curled against his chest as he reads to you. It makes you feel him kissing your temple softly and whispering “Good night, love,” when he sees your eyes flutter closed and your breaths become heavier. The rain and his memory are too comforting, too tempting to resist drifting off into dreamland.

“You alright, Y/N?” The question has you jolting in your seat, eyes flying from the drops cascading down the window to the man next to you, a warm smile gracing his sharp features.

The meal in front of you has long gone tasteless and your date has noticed, picking up at how you’ve gone from merely playing with your food to not touching it altogether.

“‘M fine,” you murmur, shoveling a few potatoes into your mouth despite the nausea rising in your stomach. Your eyes go wide when he grabs your wine glass, taking no time at all to fill it.

“You’ll be better if you drink a little.” You feign glare at him but his smile remains stern.

“I’m really alright, Hoseok.” You take a swig of the wine anyhow, letting the drink warm your cheeks and sting at the back of your throat.

“You’re worried about him, aren’t you?” You don’t answer, suddenly finding your untouched peas very interesting. He’d be picking them off your plate if he was here. Hoseok places a gentle hand on top of yours. “Y/N, there’s no sense in getting all worked up. He’ll be okay, always is.”

There’s a clang on the opposite side of the table when your uncle’s silverware hits the table.

“What are you two talking about over there?” You briefly cringe, summoning a sheepish smile you’ve worked to perfect over the years.

You both brush it off. Hoseok, ever personable, is able to change the subject before you can blink, chatting with your aunt about some upcoming play he’s directing.

Hoseok is wealthy, like his father and grandfather before him. He’s kind and funny and better with people than you’ve ever been. He could provide you with a comfortable life, away from the war. That’s why your aunt and uncle chose him for you, why they orchestrated this arrangement underneath your nose.

You hadn’t rejected him, not exactly. You’ve never been in any position to reject the courtship or engagement. But both you and Hoseok know your heart lies elsewhere.

Your aunt grabs your hand, but her gaze lies on the man to your left. “I mean, really, Kim Seokjin! When word gets out, there’ll be rioting on the streets just to get into the show, I’m sure of it.” Hoseok laughs awkwardly, giving you sparing glances to keep track of your worrying mind.

“I was just as surprised as you when he auditioned. It’s been an honor to work with him. I actually hope to—”

The dining hall door slams open. You whip your head towards the door along with the rest of the guests. The messenger is drenched, looking haggard with disheveled hair and rain still dripping down her face.

“I— I’m sorry, sir—” Her teeth are chattering. “The merchants returned. There was—”

“Slow down, Hana,” your aunt says, always maternal. “It’s alright. Take your time.” She nods, taking a deep breath as a puddle of rainwater forms around her feet.

“There was an injury. The carriage flipped while they were passing through the valley, because of all this rain.”

You’re on feet before you can think twice, heavy dining chair scraping against the hardwood as you push it backward. Hoseok shoots you a warning look that you don’t catch.

“Excuse me,” you mutter. “I’m not feeling well.”

Hoseok stands with you, placing a hand on your shoulder. “I’ll escort you.”

Your uncle shakes his head, scolding, “No, stay with us, Hoseok. It wouldn’t be proper.” You could laugh. Neither of you has ever been particularly proper with each other.

You bid your aunt and uncle goodnight, ignoring a concerned stare from Hoseok. As soon as you’re out of sight, you dash towards the basement, towards the closet you always meet him in when he returns. You pray you’ll see him there and not surrounded by medics.

The closet is placed discreetly, the door hidden by old barrels and shelves, bare walls and damp floors making this corner of this house largely unused and untouched.

You knock thrice on the door, pause, and knock a fourth time. When the door doesn’t open, you repeat the code.

No answer. Your heart drops into stomach as you stumble backwards, breathing spiraling out of control.

“Hey, love.” A soft hand lands on the small of your back and you gasp, spinning to face him. He’s all smiles, lips stretched into his dimpled cheeks as he resists the urge to kiss you right here. “Miss me?”

You throw your arms around his middle, pressing your face into his chest as he digs his nose into your hair.

You know how self-conscious he is about his intimidating aura. His sharp glances and sharper words often have most of the staff avoiding him like the plague, but to you, he’s all soft embraces and blushing cheeks.

“How was the trip?” The two of you are perched on worn stools that wobble when you lean too far one way, arms wrapped around each other to keep them from moving too much. Your head is pressed against his shoulder while he traces patterns on the back of your hand that's resting on his thigh.

“It was... amazing. Honestly.”

“I’m glad.” And you are. But you can’t help but always worry. These trips are dangerous and take much too long. When war and battle beckon at your door, every day without him in your sight is another day of anxiety.

Namjoon is a servant of your uncle’s house. He’s a cartographer, having studied at the same university as Hoseok and yourself, earning admission through his merit alone. The first times you saw him, he was bent over old maps and worn books, the weak candlelight illuminating the texts in front of him and his face poorly. Under the ruse of taking nighttime strolls, you’d found yourself sneaking peeks at him more often, smiling softly at the dark tufts of hair he’d run his fingers through until it stood up on his head.

You remember when Hoseok introduced you to him officially, tired of hearing you gush about him, and the three of you became a unit, joint at the hip wherever you went.

You hadn’t realized how good those days were, not when you had them. When you and Namjoon were giggly and sweet and bashful and it took Hoseok fighting tooth and nail for either of you to confess your true feelings. He’d been delighted when you finally gave up on hiding it, nearly shrieking in joy when he saw Namjoon sneak a peck on your cheek in the corner stairwell.

Those days were golden and joyful, full of laughs and long nights doing schoolwork and attending fancy university parties only to sneak away with half the buffet.

The days were good. Until they weren’t.

Until your uncle and aunt and Hoseok’s parents informed you of their longstanding agreement: that the two of you be married.

It’d been nothing but an absolute shock, but the both of you knew better than to say no, knew better than to risk their wrath. Hoseok would have been fine, though his parents certainly would have been unhappy. But if you rejected your uncle's wishes, an orphan with nothing but gratitude for their kindness in taking care of you, you couldn't be too sure they wouldn’t just relieve you of your position here, sending you to the streets. And you and Namjoon had neither the means nor the connections to fend for yourselves in the city, not in times like these.

When Hoseok got on one knee the next week in your dining room with Namjoon watching from the corner, newly hired by your uncle at your own suggestion, you said yes. Neither of you wanted it, but Namjoon insisted Hoseok go through with it, too caught up in his worry for your safety to think of himself.

It'd been difficult keeping the ruse, especially once your university days were over and there were much fewer places tucked away from your aunt and uncle's eyes and ears. It'd have been much more difficult without Hoseok, but he's always been the charmer out of you three, easily diverting attention and prying eyes when need be.

"I actually got you something."

Your eyes light up in surprise as you shift to face him. "You did? But you said—"

"I lied," he replies with a small smirk. "We always planned to stop by a few cities. I just wanted to see your face when I surprised you."

You giggle softly, lightly slapping at his arm. "You still lied.”

“For a good cause,” he jokes, pecking at your cheek before drawing a small box from his pocket. His cheeks flush slightly as he hands it to you. It reminds you of those first times you spoke to him, when you were both sputtering messes that could barely hold eye contact for longer than a moment.

It’s small but heavy in your hands, the size somewhat indicative of its contents. It fits just so in your palm, and when you open it, tears spring into your eyes at the small ring nestled into the velvet cushion. It isn’t shiny or decorated with diamonds or worth half your university tuition like the ring Hoseok gave you. It’s humble and wooden, deep brown and adorned with intricately carved with roses and other patterns you don’t recognize. Your thumb runs over the grooves almost instinctively, as if trying to memorize the feeling as quickly as possible. You can almost see his face when he spotted it in some market or shop, see that lit up expression on his features when it reminds him of you.

“Oh, Namjoon...” You swipe at your eyes quickly, but when you meet his gaze, there’s already a few stray tears cascading down his face.

“I’m sorry,” he blurts as you smile, lifting your hand to cup his face, thumb brushing away the tears on his cheeks. “I know it’s not much. But I thought you might like it. It’s discreet, so I figured you could wear it around, if you wanted to.”

You chuckle softly and wonder what you’d done to deserve him. “It’s perfect.” You remove Hoseok’s engagement ring from your finger and quickly replace it with Namjoon’s. You already know you’ll be running your fingers over it again often, treating it like a tether to him when he isn’t here. It won’t sit on your ring finger, of course, but for now, you leave it there, admiring its simplicity.

Namjoon takes a deep breath, pulling your hands into his. “I know everything’s uncertain right now. And I know that might not change for a while.” He runs his thumb across the ring, looking at it intently before lifting your whole hand and kissing it gently, plush lips ever soft against your skin. “But this is a promise. That one day I’ll sweep you off your feet and we won’t look back.”

You laugh loudly this time, maybe a bit too loudly, but you don’t care. “If I don’t sweep you off your feet first.”

He doesn’t ask the question hanging in the air, but your response is enough of an answer as you pull him in for a kiss by the back of his neck. You can taste the saltwater from both of your tears, the moment both incredibly joyful and bittersweet.

When you pull away, he tucks a strand of hair behind your ear while you run a thumb over his dimples, all affections.

“It’s late,” he murmurs. “We should go.”

You sigh, hand dropping from his face. You wish you could drag him to your room, sweet talk him into playing with your hair or reading with you for a while, but you know he’s right.

You rise with a nod, feet dragging behind you as you make for the closet door, listening outside for a moment on the off chance that someone’s up late and nearby. Namjoon stays in his seat, always leaving after you to decrease suspicion and allow you to get to bed first. When no sound meets you other than faint thunder, you crack open the door, stepping outside.

But just as you start to close it behind you, Namjoon grabs the edge of the door with his hand, sticking his face out to meet your startled gaze.

“Wait.”

“Is something wrong?” You search his face with concern, wondering if you should have said more earlier, if you’d hurt him somehow.

“No, no.” He shakes his head fervently with a smile. “No, that’s not it.”

You furrow your brows at his antics, though you’ve always loved seeing his more silly side. “Then what do you want, Mister Kim?”

His eyes glint with mischief. “One more kiss, Mrs. Kim.” Your cheeks are flushed, but laugh as you grab his shoulders, pulling him close to you as you let him press his velvety lips onto yours, savoring the feeling until he’s with you again.

“Love you,” you murmur, peppering a few more kisses on his chin and cheeks for good measure.

“I love you too,” he whispers. “So much.” He starts to shut the door, but pauses, lips down turned slightly in a frown. “Oh— don’t forget to move the ring to a different finger.”

You nod. “I won’t.” It’s bittersweet as the door closes, a reminder that the bubble you two have created yourself only goes so far, that this isn’t quite as real as you want it to be.

Namjoon saves the longer, more elegant speech and proposal for a future date, like its own unspoken promise. One day social status and money and survival won’t stop you. One day you’ll both be coming home from long days to love each other unabashedly, to embrace without fear or time constraints.

You smile to yourself as the rain patters outside, your feet echoing behind you as you creep back to your room.

You wish Namjoon were with you as you climb under the sheets, feeling a bit cold without him here.

Yes, the rainfall makes you sleepy but as your head fills with thoughts of Namjoon and his promise, you grin stupidly to yourself, thinking you probably won’t get too much rest tonight.

#dulce-pjm: request #anonymous #bts fanfic #namjoon fluff #namjoon angst #namjoon fanfic #namjoon scenario #namjoon x reader #lol this was almost a lot angstier #but i couldn't do it lol #i have another rather angsty request approaching so i decided to chill out a bit with this #and now i'm so soft #i love soft joon <33 #it was fun to write sweet anon!!#tysm #xoxo

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