#also the working hours are ehh i asked them if i can start earlier in the morning but then not anymore in the evening

[twistedlymad]

Hi!! I really love your Twisted Wonderland stories!! They make so happy!! I love the way you write the characters! If you’re still taking requests could I plz have a story of MC and the gang playing truth or dare where Grimm asks MC if she has a crush on anyone to get at the boys? And MC won’t tell so the boys try everything they can to see who she likes? I leave the ending in your hands! I understand if you won’t accept this request but if you do then I’ll be so happy!! Ok thanks YOUREAWESOME!!

Okay, let’s settle something first. And that is: I am NOT awesome.

You guys are the true awesome ones! You guys have so many ideas! My inbox is filled with requests of which I never knew could happen! Thank you all <3

Also, I have never fully immersed myself into a game of truth and dare :’) And now I’m writing a story on something I’ve played but not full heartedly. The irony is strong :’)

Thank you for requesting this story! I do hope it lives up to your expectations! Thank you again and have a lovely day!!

What if you played Truth or Dare? (Ft. Grim, Ace, Deuce, Sebek, Jack and Epel) (Riddle, Vil, Lilia and Ruggie are mentioned)

“Fgnaaaaa (Y/N), I’m bored.” Grim said while laying on your lap. You and him were doing your homework in your dorm.

“I know, but, when we finish, we can go out and meet up with the others. I’ll even throw in a can of tuna or two. How does that sound?” You said, trying to coax the furball into doing his homework.

“When you put it that way!! Fgnaaaa!” And the furball was more excited to do his work. You gave him a head pat and continued on your own work.

After about an hour or two, you two had finished your homework. You sighed and closed your book, you turned to see Grim dozing off to dreamland. You shook your head, giggling and gently nudged him awake.

“Come on you furball, it’s almost time to get dinner, we don’t want the others to worry about us right?” You said, picking Grim up and placing him on your head. Grim yawned a little before going to sleep on your head.

You had a nice little walk to the crowded cafeteria, when you arrived, you saw your friends sitting at a table not far from you. They were chatting with smiles on their faces while you went and grabbed yours and Grim’s food. After doing so, you went over to the table where your friends were sitting and sat yourself down.

“(Y/N)!!” The others called for you and you just shushed them. They were puzzled until you pointed to the sleeping furball on top of your head. They looked at each other before nodding and snickering. You smiled and slowly set the sleeping furball down on your lap and took a bite out of your dinner.

“So, how is everyone doing?” You asked your friends and multiple groans were heard.

“Riddle made me feed the flamingos wearing pink again today!!” Ace said with a sigh.

“I had to change the color of roses in the garden to white for the whole day.” Deuce said, taking a sip out of his drink.

“Ruggie-senpai dragged me around the whole school looking for Leona-senpai… Turns out he was sleeping in a tree at Main Street. I wasted a whole afternoon doing that.” Jack said.

“Hah! You guys don’t even know what is true hardship. Vil and Rook taught me on ‘fine dinning’ and ‘proper table manners’ the whole day! I don’t get it! IT’S FOOD SO YOU SHOULD JUST EAT IT.” Epel said, the last part in anger. You patted him gently as a gesture to calm him down.

“Malleus-sama was nowhere to be found when school ended, so me and that stupid Silver spent the entire day searching for him. We could’ve been done earlier if that human wasn’t so slow. I can’t believe he can let Malleus-sama out of his sight!” Sebek said.

“Ehh? Didn’t you also let Malleus-senpai out of your sight?” Epel asked the Diasomnia first year. The latter froze a little.

“N-No. Malleus-sama’s class wasn’t near mine at all today. It’s clearly that human’s fault.” Sebek said.

“Sebek, I’m sure Silver-senpai didn’t mean it. It’s just that Tsu- I mean, Malleus-sama likes taking walks around the school without anyone knowing, right?” You said, in hopes of calming down your friend.

“Hmm… Maybe you’re right, but still-” Sebek tried to argue but you cut him off.

“Sebek, it’s alright, mistakes happen all the time, let it go.” You said and sent a smile to him.

“A-Alright.” Sebek said, going back to his meal.

“You know what? Since you all had such a terrible day, let’s do something after dinner to clear your minds of it!” You suggested to your friends, their eyes lit up after you’ve said so.

“Yea!! But, what should we do?” Ace asked.

“How about a game?” Deuce said.

“What game?” Jack immediately asked. The 6 of you were brainstorming until Epel decided to speak up.

“How about Truth or Dare?” The Pomefiore first year piped up. You all took looks at each other before nodding.

“Sounds fun!” Ace said with a smirk.

“I’m in.” Deuce said, taking a bite out of his dinner.

“W-Well, it is just a game… I guess I’ll join since I have nothing better to do.” Jack said, his ears drooping slightly.

Alas, the only one who didn’t give a response was Sebek. So, you, Ace and Epel looked at him with the most adorable puppy eyes the 3 of you could muster. Jack was slightly confused but he has a gist of what you all were trying to do. Sebek looked at the 3 of you, his face slightly paling.

“W-Wha-“ Poor Sebek couldn’t even finish asking before you cut him off.

“Join our game Sebek!” You pleaded.

“It’ll be fun! We promise!” Ace continued after you. After the two of you had said this, you, Ace and Epel bombarded Sebek with the word ‘please’ over and over again.

“F-FINE! STOP YOUR PLEADING!” Sebek said, finally caving in to you, Ace and Epel’s chants of ‘please’. The three of you high fived each other and did a little cheer. Your cheering just so happened to wake Grim up from his nap.

“Fgnaaaaa…. What’s wrong with you people? Can’t you let a monster like me take a good nap for once?” Grim said as he sat up and rubbed his eyes. You giggled and petted Grim.

“Sorry Grim, but we were just excited! We’re playing truth or dare later.” You said, running your fingers through the creature as if you were to groom him.

“Truth or Dare? What’s that?” Grim asked you. You let out a small gasp.

“Grim… You… You don’t know what’s Truth or Dare?” You asked back the creature. He looked at you tiredly and shook his head.

“It’s like, the most common game ever to play with friends! You must’ve heard of it before!” Ace said to the furball.

“No, I have never heard of such game.” Grim replied the orange-haired student with a yawn.

“Well, you can see us play around before joining in later.” You said, handing him a can of tuna. “I remember owing you this.” The furball’s eyes lit up with sparkles.

“Fgnaaaaaaa!! Yes!!!!” Grim did a little happy dance and started to work his way into the can.

“So, where are we going to play later?” Sebek asked you all.

“Not Heartslabyul.” Ace said. “I cannot imagine enjoying the game with Riddle there.”

“Not Savanaclaw either. We can’t have a peaceful moment to ourselves there.” Jack said, shaking his head.

“Definitely not Pomefiore, unless you want our game session to turn into a makeover session.” Epel added on.

“Diasomnia isn’t the best option either. I’m pretty sure Lilia-senpai would interrupt us constantly.” Said Sebek.

“Well, I guess that just leaves my dorm right?” You said, laughing a little. “Then it’s settled then! We’ll have a small game session at Ramshackle Dorm. Now, hurry up and finish your dinner guys.” You ordered the boys as you finished your own dinner.

When they did, you all walked back to your dorm together, along the way, you guys had a nice little chat about what Professor Trein’s homework and how Lucius has a big influence on the class. The cat couldn’t help but meow at the end of each of the professor’s sentence. Ace even made fun of Deuce who meowed along once because he was half asleep then. When Deuce tried to defend himself by saying it was actually Lucius who made the sound and not him, Ace fired back at him saying that he was literally looking at him while he made the sound. Poor Deuce immediately turned red as the rest of you laughed. It’s okay, you comforted him after laughing for almost a minute.

Soon after, you arrived at your humble Ramshackle Dorm. You let everyone into the lounge and you guys started to discuss about the game that you were going to play. You guys decided to draw sticks to see who will go first. In the end, you had drawn the longest stick therefore you would start the game first.

“Alright then, let’s begin! Epel, truth or dare?” You asked your first victim and so the madness had begun.

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After a few rounds of Truth or Dare, you had ended up with Epel being punished to wear a pink dress and his hair was in an up-do. Ace and Deuce had been punished to switch places, their personalities, the marks on their eyes and even their clothes had been switched. Jack was dared to have makeup on his face, from mascara to lipstick, you name it, beauty products littered everywhere on his face, his tail was in a big braid as a dare. Sebek’s whole body was covered in glitter, everytime he moved, glitter would flutter off from his body, he was also punished to speak in hushed tones.

Yeah, let that sink in.

And for you, you just had to be in an uncomfortable pose. You were feeling pretty sore too, who would’ve thought you would have to do the game standing up with only one leg supporting you while one of your hands were stuck to your waist and the other on top of your head. This was a dare made by Sebek out of all people, and you can only leave the pose when someone else calls out your name. So, yeah, you were ABSOLUTELY SORE.

“I think I know how to play this game now!!” Grim suddenly yelled out.

“Final- I mean, good for you Grim! I have to be nice to everyone if I want to be an honor student!” Ace said to Grim, mocking Deuce who was clearly irked by this.

“Fgnaaaaaa! Why wouldn’t I know how to play? I am The Great Grim after all!!” Grim laughed out.

“Well, I guess you should get a turn, go on then, pick a student and ask them Truth or Dare.” Epel said.

“Hmmm… (Y/N) then!” Grim looked at you and you finally collapsed onto the ground.

“Thank you Gri-“ You were cut off by the furball.

“Truth, or Dare?” You looked at him with widen eyes.

“Hmm… I’m never doing dare again… So, truth!” You said, not moving from your position at all because you were too tired.

“Alright, Truth eh?” Grim said, putting a paw underneath his chin to make it look like he’s thinking of something. After a few seconds of ‘thinking’ the furball had come up with the question.

“I got it!!” Grim yelled. “Who do you have a crush on in this school?” Everybody froze.

Grim, no, you just… You just started a war.

“Hey! How about I switch okay? I choose Dare instead!!” You frantically yelled out.

But Grim already made up his mind.

“Alright then, I dare you to tell us your crush.” Grim said to you and your eye twitched. You got to hand it to the furball, that was one smart move.

“Argh! NO! I won’t say anything!” You said, crossing your arms and turning away from your friends.

“Hey! You didn’t let me do anything else than wear this stupid dress!” Epel argued with you.

“Guys, guys, no. If (Y/N) is acting so defensive, it must mean she has a crush.” Ace said. The boys looked at you while you slowly shrunk yourself.

“(Y/N), it is a dare.” Jack barely said for his face was too heavy with the amount of makeup on.

“Yeah (Y/N) come on, tell us! I as the troublemaker need to know because I’m dumb!” Deuce said, mocking Ace.

Truth be told, the boys treated each other like enemies when Grim asked the question as they each wanted to be your ‘crush’, they knew that everyone had spent their fair share of time with you and you must have a favorite, right?

So, with what Deuce had said, it seemed like a direct attack to Ace. And let me tell you, Ace was not happy at all.

“HEY! I HAVE BETTER GRADES THAN YOU!” Ace fired back to his dorm mate.

“SO?! IT’S NOT LIKE YOU’RE SMART IN YOUR EVERYDAY CHOICES!”  Deuce yelled back.

“GUYS STOP.” Sebek said, getting in between them.

“Fine! Just because I don’t want to be covered in glitter as well.” Ace said.

“Hmph! Me neither!” Deuce said.

“Wait… Where’s (Y/N)?” Epel asked out. Everyone turned to where you sat only to find air there.

You see, while everyone was busy watching/stopping the fight between Ace and Deuce, you had sneakily taken off and ran straight for your dorm’s front door.

“(Y/N)!!! YOU CAN’T ESCAPE!!” Epel yelled as he and the others started to run after you.

“NO! FREEDOM IS NEAR!” You yelled and opened the door and ran out of it. As you just left your dorm’s front yard, you saw the boys were already on their way chasing after you. Grim was also with them but he had a spot on Deuce’s shoulder.

So, you ran, with a bunch of ridiculously looking boys on your tail.

“Guys, we should circle her instead, so, split up!” Sebek told his friends. The others nodded and branched off. You turned your head to see only Sebek running at you at full speed. You gulped slightly before picking up your pace.

“(Y/N)! This could’ve been easier if you’ve just did the dare!” Sebek yelled at you.

“Over my dead body!!” You shouted back and took a sharp left at the end of a hallway, leading you to Main Street.

But when you arrived, you saw something pink slowly walking towards you. You widen your eyes as you realized that it was Epel in front of you. You turned your head to the left to find Jack slowly approaching you from that side. Your right was being approached by the two Heartslabyul boys so escaping from there isn’t an option. You also felt a presence behind you and you already knew who it was.

And with that, you were trapped. Escape was impossible then.

Or so you thought.

“Now, (Y/N), be a good little student who accepted a dare and tell us…” Ace said smugly.

“Yeah, no backing out (Y/N).” Deuce continued. You were overwhelmed.

“F-Fine! I’ll talk, I’ll talk!” You said, covering your blushing. The boys all thought you looked adorable in that state. Could you blame them? You were looking all flustered and red and adorable while hiding her blushing face. Nothing could stop them from blushing slightly as well.

“Okay…” You said, taking a deep breath. The boys leaned in to you, wanting to hear more of your slightly trembling voice.

“My crush is-“

Ah, you were cut off. By a few voices actually.

“ACE! DEUCE! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! DO YOU KNOW WHAT TIME IS IT?!”

“EPEL! IS THAT YOU?! WHAT IN THE NAME OF THE EVIL QUEEN ARE YOU WEARING?!”

“Jack!! I need your help back at Savanaclaw!! Leona isn’t helping me!!”

“My oh my, if it isn’t Sebek, you know, Malleus would be disappointed.”

Yes, two dorm leaders and two vice dorm leaders were slowly walking to your group.

“Dorm Leader Rosehearts!” Ace and Deuce yelled to a red-looking Riddle.

“You two! It’s already curfew! If you don’t get back to your dorm in the next five minutes… IT’S OFF WITH YOUR HEAD!!” Ace and Deuce’s eyes widen and ran at full speed to their dorm.

“Bye (Y/N)!! We’ll see you tomorrow!!” Ace and Deuce said as they ran back to Heartslabyul with Riddle following behind them, but of course Riddle walked slowly instead.

“EPEL!!!” Vil had yelled for his first-year. Epel let out a small groan before turning to look at Vil.

“What?” Your friend responded to his dorm leader.

“What in tarnation are you wearing?!” Vil questioned.

“Are you blind? It’s a dress.” Epel said with a straight face.

“Don’t make me slap you again. Come, we must go back to Pomefiore and get you out of this horrible outfit.” Vil said and dragged Epel away.

“I’ll see you tomorrow (Y/N).” Epel managed to say while being dragged back to his dorm by Vil.

“Jack! Didn’t you hear what I said?!” Ruggie was approaching Jack. “I told you that- HAHAHAHAHAHA WHAT’S GOING ON WITH YOUR FACE?!?!” Ruggie couldn’t help himself as he turned Jack around only to be greeted with a makeup filled face.

“Yeah, yeah, you need my help right? Let’s just go now.” Jack said, dragging a laughing hyena upperclassman with him. “Bye (Y/N).” Said the wolf to you.

“My… Sebek… What a sight to see you like this.” Sebek froze for a good few seconds before turning around.

“Lilia-sama…” Sebek muttered in a low tone.

“I wonder how Malleus would react to this.” Lilia said and Sebek’s eyes widen.

“N-NO, MALLEUS-SAMA MUSN’T KNOW!” Sebek yelled.

“Then, I suggest you better hurry back to your dorm before he catches you.” Said Lilia with a small smirk on his face.

“We will meet again tomorrow (Y/N)!” Sebek said before rushing back to his dorm.

“Bye (Y/N)~” Lilia said to you before going back to his dorm himself.

After everyone were gone, you let out a breath you didn’t even knew you were holding.

“Fgnaaaaa… I only played one round though.” Grim said, as he plomped himself on your shoulder.

“I think one round is enough for you.” You said and started to walk back to Ramshackle Dorm.

“But seriously (Y/N), who is your crush?” Grim asked with curiosity.

“I don’t need a crush, I have you after all.” You said to Grim, patting his head.

“But but!” Grim asked further.

“No buts, either you stop asking about my crush or you don’t get to have tuna for the next few days.” You said with a stern tone.

“Fine…” Grim said and the two of you slowly made your way back to Ramshackle Dorm.

[xenospacebabe]

Broken Wings pt2.

A/N: Ya’ll thanks so much for the positive reaction to my first drabble! A few of you asked me to continue it so I think I’ll make this a little bit of an ongoing thing. Enjoy! Also, I’m doing this all from my phone, so I can’t do page breaks. Apologies to anyone just scrolling by!

Summary: After breaking one of his wings, Hawks breaks into an animal clinic for some help. Little does he know that the doctor there would occupy his mind this much.

For some reason, this had been the longest week in your career. Your techs noticed that you were a little bit distracted in the moments of downtime between patients. But they knew better than to pry into your personal business, history proved that you had a very solid separation between work and real life. You never mixed business with pleasure and it made you a better doctor, in your opinion. It helped you focus more intently on your patients and their care.

That being said, even the most complicated cases couldn’t stop your mind from wandering back to the winged hero who essentially broke into your clinic for a broken wing. You wondered if he was taking your advice by resting his wings and his body. However given that he was the number 2 hero, you knew that probably wasn’t very likely.

After the last surgery of the day was finished, and the last client was out the door, you and your technicians cleaned up the clinic so they could all go home. First to arrive last to leave, today was no different. But today you showed up early just in case Hawks-...Keigo.. decided to drop by before you opened for a check-up. And when he didn’t, you were frustrated with disappointment you felt. You remained hopeful that he would appear tonight.

By the second hour after closing and no sign of the pro hero, you felt your heart hanging in your stomach. So with a heavy sigh, you started checking hospitalized patients to make sure they had what they needed and turning off lights. Though just as you had given up and opened the side door to leave, you were greeted with a full vision of giant wings.

He was there.

“Keigo!” You yelped out in excitement, the smile on your face illuminated the space between you.

“Hey Doc.” His voice drawled, smirking. He liked how happy you looked to see him. It made his heart flutter in a funny way. “Miss me?”

“Maybe. Come inside, we’ll get you checked out.” You retreated back into the clinic and he brushed past you. The discouragement you felt earlier faded away with every passing second and was replaced with pure joy.

Keigo followed you into exam and leaned onto the counter, sharp eyes trained on you with a bright intensity. You weren’t able to put your finger on how it made you feel when his gaze was headstrong on you. Nervous? Excited?

“So, how are you feeling? Any pain or numbness?” Right to business. He admired that about you. Instead of fawning over him and tripping over your words, you were calm and composed. At least, that’s what you wanted him to think. Inside, you were in chaos.

“Ehh...not really. It’s sore but that’s about it.” The wing in mention shifted slightly. You noticed that the splint you had placed was in really good condition. Save for a few rubbed spots where you assumed he was trying to scratch. That meant he was resting, taking your advice in stride.

“You know, there’s no secret cameras or microphones here. You don’t have to pretend.” He froze in place, his expression stilled with shock. Keigo hadn’t realized he was being that transparent. But honestly, it was easy to see. The bags under his eyes indicated he wasn’t sleeping well. Or at all. You waited for a response. This wasn’t uncommon. Pet parents lied all the time to make it seem like they weren’t making any mistakes when their animal was sick. But honesty helped you help them. And eventually, they would always relent.

“Damn, it’s that obvious huh?”

“Oh yeah. So, spill it.” Your hands slowly reached for the wing to get a feel of the splint. It needed a few adjustments which could be easily done.

“It uh...aches. And it’s really dull and ongoing. But it goes away. I can handle it.” Nodding along to his explanation you fished into a drawer beside him for scissors, another roll of tape, and a few pads of gauze.

“I can write you a script to fill at a pharmacy for some relief. And don’t think of telling me no. Is the pain ever sharp?” He nodded quietly.

“Is that bad?” You gingerly removed the tape and padding from the existing splint, making sure to not pull on his feathers or apply unnecessary pressure to the break.

“No, so long as it doesn’t keep up and you don’t have any fevers or anything like that. If you don’t care, I want to get another xray to see where we’re at as far as healing goes.”

The hero grinned, looking so smug and you didn’t know why. He leaned in close, his nose only a few inches away from yours. From this short distance you could really see how rich the golden color of his eyes were, just like an actual hawk. However, the stare she was getting wasn’t from just any bird. It was from this handsome, charming pro hero who make your insides squirm.

“If you wanted me to take off my shirt all you had to do was ask.” The redness came to your face in a rush and you suddenly felt hot. The sound of his chuckling only made your heart race and palms sweat.

“I-I-...it’s just easier-...we don’t have to-...”

“Relax, I’m kidding~” You sighed as he removed his jacket followed by the top of his hero uniform. His skin was significantly less bruised, you noticed. The cuts and abrasions were healing very well. However, in taking in the state of his wounds, you didn’t realize that you were staring.

Keigo’s physique was so clean and cut that you couldn’t help but wonder how his skin felt beneath your palms. What the heat of his body felt like. Eventually, you became aware of your unwavering stare and cleared your throat to break the awkward silence.

Several moments and a few xrays later...

“Okay, so everything is starting to bond the way it should. See the humerus here?” Your finger pointed to the bone with a jagged fusion starting. He nodded to indicate he understood. “It’s still pretty unstable so will need to remain splinted. But that’s normal for a break like this.”

Shouldering his jacket and slipping his arms into the sleeves, he popped the collar back up into place before sighing.

“Right, still grounded.” The tone of his voice seemed sad but you were understanding of why. For someone with as little freedom as Keigo, denying the one thing that made him feel liberated felt like a punishment.

“I’m sorry, Keigo. But you’re doing great so far. I’m really happy with the progress I’m seeing.”

The process of resplinting his wing was painful, but not as bad as it was the week before. You made sure to layer the gauze carefully so the bones would be cushioned and safe. Keigo admired how gentle your hands were, how soft your palms felt against his sensitive feathers. It took a lot of effort to remain composed around you. But as soon as you were done and your hands left him, he was left with a lingering sense of longing.

The hero followed you out and into your office where you sat down in the old chair that had been there almost as long as you’d been alive. He looked around and noticed all the pictures and belongings that decorated the walls and shelves. Honing in on one photo in the middle of the wall of a little girl holding what appeared to be a newborn foal, he looked back at you.

“Is this you?”

“Hm? Oh. Yeah. That was the first foal I ever helped my dad deliver when he was working with horses.” Keigo looked impressed and moved down the line of frames. Lots of smiling faces and memories.

“You were a cute kid, y’know?” Hands shifted into his pockets and he leaned against a filing cabinet. You scoffed and waved your hand dismissively. “No really. You grew up into a really beautiful woman. Inside and out.”

“Really?” You looked at him in confusion. Your hair was a mess and you were wearing yesterday’s mascara. Surely he was just teasing you like those boys did in elementary school. Always picking on you because you came to school with horses on your tshirts and nose always buried in books about animals.

“Well yeah. I don’t just let anyone put their hands on my wings and have my feathers, you know.”

“About that. Why did-..”

“I can’t explain it, but I just wanted to make sure you were safe, I guess.” You were thankful for the dim lighting of your small office so he wouldn’t see your cheeks blush. You weren’t used to compliments like that and it showed.

“So uh-...Same time next week, Doc?” He could sense your exhaustion and decided not to keep you here longer than needed. But even so, you visibly pouted at the thought of saying goodbye again. Without thinking, you found a sticky note and quickly scribbled something down before handing it to him. “What’s this?”

“J-just for emergencies. It’s my cell number. If you know...if you feel any pain or need anything while the clinic is closed.” As he looked at the numbers you wrote the prescription you mentioned earlier which he then accepted and slipped into his pocket.

“Heh alright. Maybe I’ll shoot you a text if I get lonely.” The panic on your face made him laugh. You really were cute. Why did he have to say it like that?

“Oh my god, just go!” You shrieked, shoving him out the door while he continued to laugh. However before he relented and disappeared, he turned quickly and pressed a kiss to your cheek. You stood still in stunned silence. Your skin tingled where his lips had been, fingers lifting to touch the spot in disbelief.

“See ya later. I’ll text you.” Keigo backed away down and disappeared into the dark alley. Leaving you standing there wondering if you had dreamed what just happened. Your heart raced, the pulse thundering in your ears

Oh no....

[kyouxa]

Diabolik lovers Lunatic Parade: Carla Tsukinami (Chapter 4)

Surprise! Dear @pjpammee​ & anonymous askers​, I have heard your requests about doing Carla’s route and I hope this makes you happy! (๑و•̀ω•́)و [Honestly, if anyone still has someone they want me to translate from Lunatic Parade in the future, please type an anon ask and I will definitely see it!]

Place: Bernstein castle — Inside

*alarm goes off*

Yui: —Nn!

(I woke up right on time… it must be naturally a good day since I‘ve got to work really hard today)

(At the worst possible time it‘s not only the very last day of the parade… it also seems to be the day Carla-san‘s petrification reaches its final stage)

Carla: —Did you wake up?

Yui: Kyaaa!?

Carla: Why are you being astonished? Did the both of us not go to bed together?

Yui: W-We did, you‘re right… but, um… you‘re being a little too close right now…

Carla: Hmph… I was simply getting a proper view over your sleeping face.

Yui: Eh!?

Carla: You slept while grinning broadly. Did you have some sort of nice dream while sleeping?

Yui: I smirked, you say… please don‘t do such a thing as observing each and everything I do while I‘m not aware of it… !

(This is so embarrassing… !)

Carla: I was merely waking up earlier than you, which is why I am not to blame for this, am I?

If we stay in bed together this way, even if you believe it is unpleasant, I will happen to catch a sight of your face either way.

It is absurd requesting for me not to observe you like this then.

Yui: W-Well then, this bed is now yours—

*Yui tries to escape*

Carla: I will not permit that. Nn…

Yui: Nn… but… otherwise—

Carla: I would never lose interest in examining your sleeping face. I want you to show it to me freely.

Yui: B-But… !!

*Yui pushes him away*

Carla: What? Do you want to go already?

Yui: We have to get that jewel back as soon as possible, in order to have Aji-san make the antidote since she can‘t make it without it.

Carla: Do not panic. You are being way too hasty at this hour.

Yui: Even if you say so…

I can‘t stay here carefreely and do nothing either way. Please, let's start moving as quickly as possible.

Carla: Haa… it cannot be helped. I will get dressed up then.

*Carla starts changing*

Yui: (Carla-san seems to be awfully leisurely about this situation… he almost behaves as if nothing ever happened…)

(He might be acting differently since he‘s having the abilities of the founder‘s king… but I, on the contrary, feel rather uneasy about this all…)

Carla: —Let us go.

Yui: Yes! 

Place: Demon World — Glimmer Main Street

Yui: Hm? Carla-san… isn‘t this a different route from usual? If I recall, the underground corridor isn‘t on that way—

Carla: You simply remain silent and follow me.

Yui: ...Uhh… but…

Carla: …..

Yui: (Aren‘t we heading towards the exact opposite direction of our destination… ? Carla-san, just what are you thinking?)

Place: Demon World — Saint nore park street

Yui: —Okay, and why did we come to this place?

Carla: There is only one possible thing you can do here.

Yui: Please wait for me! Carla-san… don‘t tell me your intentions were to come hither and then enjoy yourself?

Carla: I did intend on doing that.

Yui: ...Nn… don‘t you think it would be better to do so after you took the antidote?

Carla: I cannot. We have to do it now.

Yui: …..!?

(What on earth is your plan about… ?)

(I don‘t think this has anything to do with getting closer to obtaining the antidote either…)

Carla: Anyhow, you only have to follow my plan.

Yui: (Even if he says it like that… what is there to do?)

Choices

1) Obey him♡♡♡

2) Tell him to get the stone back first

— Obey him♡

Yui: (But I‘m pretty sure Carla-san must've thought of something like a plan before coming here though)

(I made up my mind, I‘ll believe in Carla-san being absolutely fine, doing whatever he came up with… I do believe him, so—)

Alright, understood.

Carla: Good to know.

*Carla comes closer*

Carla: —You merely have to continue following me.

Yui: Yes…

— Tell him to get the stone back first

Yui: Carla-san, this situation isn‘t only about enjoying yourself, you know? We need to seriously hurry up and get this jewel back.

Carla: ...Are you judging my opinion?

Yui: I, um…

Carla: I told you to simply follow me. Come!

*Carla grabs Yui*

Yui: Ouch… !

(I think I made him angry by saying something like this…)

Place: Saint Nore Park — Coffee cup

Carla: —What on earth is this?

Yui: ...U-Um, let‘s see… I think this is an attraction called “coffee cup”…

You use the handle in the middle to increase or decrease the speed of the cup you‘re riding in…

With this you‘re supposed to control it and therefore avoid hitting the other surrounding cups…

Carla: I see. This playground equipment is supposed to make you enjoy the speed.

Yui: Exactly.

*Carla gets closer*

Yui: Hm… Carla-san?

Carla: Get on.

Yui: Ehh!?

Carla: You shall join me.

Yui: P-Please wait a moment. Are you being serious?

Carla: ...Are you doubting me?

Yui: I-It‘s not like that…

(What am I supposed to say… to be honest, I didn‘t really think Carla-san would be interested in getting on that sort of thing…)

(Instead, I thought he‘d seem like a person who dislikes this kind of place…)

Carla: —Hey, come in quickly. It appears to start moving soon.

Yui: Y-Yes, I‘m coming!

(...I don‘t think there‘s anything helping us about this… I guess I have no other choice but to enjoy it for now)

— If you win: (+CG)♡

Yui: —Fufu… I really did a good job not bumping into something, don‘t you think?

Carla: Indeed. You were handling this quite skillful.

Yui: Thank you!

(I‘m really glad Carla-san praises me for even trivial things like that)

— If you lose:

Yui: Nn…

Carla: My, My… it appears as if you truly are not good at turning away from hitting the other objects.

Yui: Nn… I‘m sorry…

Carla: It is fine. You may have been able to enjoy yourself a little.

Yui: —Yes, I did…

(But I actually wanted to show him what I‘m really capable of…)

end Game

Carla: Hmph…

Yui: What‘s wrong?

Carla: I was wondering if I could make you feel relaxed with doing this.

Yui: Eh?

Carla: You may have not noticed it yourself, but you have been persistently showing a stiff face ever since you woke up.

Yui: I-I‘m sorry… I didn‘t even notice if I did show an unpleasant face...

Carla: Whatever. Anyway, I truly hope this has relaxed you for at least a little bit. Let us continue.

*Carla leaves*

Yui: Ah! Please wait for me!!

(Speaking of which, I don‘t know if I really feel better… but I now know Carla-san actually does care about this whole situation)

(I know it‘s way more difficult to enjoy yourself while being in a hurry though...)

Place: Underground corridor

Carla: —Is this truly the place the twins usually stay at?

Yui: Yes, at least Aji-san said so.

Carla: Let us continue then. These vampire twins, or even just a companion of them, should be discovered right away once we proceed searching.

Yui: I think so too. Let‘s go on.

*time passes*

Carla: Here…

Yui: What should we do now?

Carla: They might think I am here for an attack. Even if I am no threat, they might try to run away when seeing me.

Yui: In that case, I‘ll try my luck….

*Yui knocks on their house*

Yui: —Excuse me. Is anyone in there right now?

*Yui knocks again*

Yui: ...Nobody seems to be inside.

Carla: ...No, that is not it. Even if you cannot see it with your eyes, I will not be tricked by something as simple as that.

They are inside, but they pretend to be out.

Yui: ….. !

*Yui knocks again*

Yui: Please! If you‘re inside there, please come out! We have something important to talk about!

*Yui knocks again*

Yui: —Please, open up!

Nn… it‘s no use...

Carla: —It cannot be helped then.

*Carla charges magic*

Yui: Carla-san!?

Carla: If they show rough behaviour, so will I—

Yui: Whatever the circumstances, you can‘t do that! They're having children inside there after all! 

Carla: Even though they are children, is it not true that they were the ones silently stealing the gem, and now they are cowardly barricading themselves?

If so, they are splendid thieves indeed. But they will not be forgiven.

*Carla continues charging magic*

Yui: P-Please! Open up for us! Otherwise we have to—

Twin Children Vampire A: ….. !

Twin Children Vampire B: O-Our house… please don‘t break it… !

*Carla continues charging magic*

Carla: ...You two, show yourselves. You were the ones quietly stealing the melted stone from the shop, is that right?

Twin Children Vampire B: Eek… !

Twin Children Vampire A: I-I‘m scared...

Carla: You will not be forgiven, even if you cry.

Yui: Nn…

(These children are completely startled by his appearance… !) 

Carla-san, please calm down! I‘ll take over here—

Twin Children Vampire B: Uwuahhhhh!! We‘re sorry!!

Twin Children Vampire A: We‘re so sorry!!

Carla: Nn… !

Yui: Come on, there‘s no need to cry, right? Why don‘t you tell your big sis about everything in detail?

Twin Children Vampire B: Y-You won‘t get angry… and destroy our house if we do, right?

Carla: About that—

Yui: Carla-san!

Carla: Tch…

*Carla steps back*

Yui: Good. Your big sis won‘t get angry nor destroy your house if you try to explain yourself to her.

Did you take the stone with you because you‘re in some sort of difficult circumstances? Please let me know about that first.

Twin Children Vampire B: Err… what should we do?

Twin Children Vampire A: We have no other choice but to tell her...

Yui: So you do want to tell me about it?

Twin Children Vampire B: Yes. Please come with us.

Yui: Eh? Where are we going?

Twin Children Vampire A: It will be easier if you see it for yourself…

*they start walking*

Yui: (Where exactly are they planning on bringing us?)

Carla: —Good grief. That is exactly why children are not my favorites.

Place: Subterranean tunnel — Large door

Yui: ...Where‘s this place… ? There‘s only a huge door...

Twin Children Vampire A: Right behind this door is a direct way to the castle‘s basement. It barely opens up for anyone, and if it does, rarely any people are going through it.

Twin Children Vampire B: That‘s why… here...

Carla: ...Are you hiding something here?

Twin Children Vampire A: Yes… it‘s somebody called Gazby.

*dog barks*

Yui: A dog!?

Twin Children Vampire A: Gazby!

*dog barks again*

Twin Children Vampire B: Gazby is our dog.

Yui: ...Ah, so that‘s it. You two really have a cute doggie.

Twin Children Vampire A: Right? Gazby has been together with us ever since we were born.

Yui: I see. But we came here because we have to talk to you two about the stone, right?

Carla: —This dog, it has been bitten by the medusa snake as well.

Yui: Eh!?

Twin Children Vampire A: Nn… he‘s right. The first time I encountered the snake was when I played with Gazby in the forest… and that‘s also when he was bitten by it.

Gazby desperately needs help...

Yui: Ah, I understand. That means, Gazby‘s petrifaction has started spreading through his body too...

But why didn‘t you even try honestly telling Aji-san about it?

I‘m sure she would‘ve made the medicine, by melting the stone, as soon as possible if you told her about it.

Twin Children Vampire A: —Because she would‘ve said that it‘s just a dog anyway.

Carla: What do you mean?

Twin Children Vampire B: Our papa and mama already told us that we should give up on it since he‘s just a dog.

They said even if we did manage to stop the petrifaction by using the gem, he would still die someday.

Yui: That is...

Carla: Then, why did you not use your abilities on Gazby in order to make his body become immortal in case the moment of departure arrives?

You should have known he might pass away sooner or later.

Twin Children Vampire A: ...Hmm.

Twin Children Vampire B: We didn‘t really think too much about that until now. It‘s true that dogs aren‘t normal animals in the demon world, so he‘ll surely die someday, but...

If we make Gazby‘s body unable to die anymore, it wouldn‘t feel as if it‘s really Gazby anymore.

Carla: …..

Yui: (Somehow, this is the same as I feel about that… this suddenly reminded me of a conversation I had with Carla-san…)

Twin Children Vampire A: We know that we have to part ways someday.

But that‘s exactly why we think it‘s ridiculous not to cure something, which clearly can be healed. 

Twin Children Vampire B: That‘s right… but both, dad and mom… no, all adults don‘t really understand us.

*dog whines painfully*

Twin Children Vampire A: We‘re begging you! Please give the medicine, made with the stone, to us!

Twin Children Vampire B: Please!

Twin Children Vampire A: I heard you‘re being referred to as a founder, a person who possesses the strongest magic among anyone else anyway, isn‘t that right… ?

Carla: …..

Yui: ...Nn…

(What should we do now… ? I really want to hand the medicine over to those children… but if we do that, Aji-san—)

*backflash*

Aji: Here, this is a list of all the missing ingredients. Bring me what you can get, and don‘t worry about it too much if you can‘t.

Carla: There are quite many missing.

Aji: Can‘t change that. However, this is the only way we can obtain the antidote little by little…

It is the only way to save you.

*backflash ends*

Yui: (—This is what she said…)

…..

Carla: —I understand. Take it.

Twin Children Vampire A: Eh!? R-Really!?

Twin Children Vampire B: I‘m so happy! Gazby!

*dog barks*

Yui: But, Carla-san—

Carla: It is okay.

Yui: Nn…

Carla: Believe in me.

Yui: (It‘s not like I‘m not believing in him. I know Carla-san is a really kindhearted person and all, but… I‘m still feeling uneasy about this situation…)

Carla: Hey, children. You have to hand over the gem first, otherwise the antidote will not be able to be finished. Aji has to be the one mixing the medicine together after all.

Twin Children Vampire A: Okay!

Carla: Good. Now, let us go.

Twin Children Vampire A: Yes!

Twin Children Vampire B: Yes!

Yui: Haa...

(I can‘t help myself but wonder about what might happen next. The most important thing we can do for now is to stop the petrifaction from spreading inside the dog…)

Place: Demon world — Reine • de • Aji store

Carla: We are back.

Aji: Nn! I was impatiently waiting for you! Where is the stone?

Carla: …..

Aji: My, My! Ngh, you guys really did manage to bring it back after all?

Twin Children Vampire A: I‘m sorry…

Twin Children Vampire B: I‘m sorry, too…

Aji: I‘ll do the preaching later. I have to mix the antidote first, now that I have this back. Wait here obediently until I‘m done!

*Aji leaves*

Yui: Okay…

Carla: ...Good. After that — Hey, Yui.

Yui: Hm?

Carla: Follow me.

Yui: ….. ?

(Follow me, he said… where on earth are we supposed to go?)

Place: Glimmer Main Street — Zatan’s mouth

Yui: ...Carla-san, what exactly do you want to do here?

Carla: Just watch.

…..

Yui: (..... ? ...Carla-san, what are you doing… ?)

*Carla uses magic*

Carla: Ngh… !!

Yui: Nn… !

Carla: …..

*Carla uses magic*

Yui: Carla-san… I, um—

Carla: Stay quiet. Just a little more.

Yui: …..

Carla: Okay — this will do.

Yui: ….. ?

Carla: I have given the snake that bit me a strong punishment about its doing.

Yui: Isn‘t the snake only in there while the sun shines?

Carla: Here, look for yourself.

Yui: Kyaaaa!? T-The snake is still right there—

Carla: I already put the snake under my control by now. I had to set a curse on it.

Yui: ….. !?

Carla: —Now, medusa snake, come on my hand.

*snake peeks outside*

Carla: Oh my, you have made me go through some sort of bitter experiences indeed.

This would have never happened to me, if I had been aware of the existence of this particular matter in the first place.

But it does not matter any longer. You will be able to make up for the sins you have created with your own body soon enough.

Yui: Nn… what does that exactly mean?

Carla: —That stone… it has been dissolved in the interior body of this snake from the very beginning.

Yui: ...Nn… so that‘s it! Does that mean the exact same stone‘s really inside that snake?

Carla: Well, the size of the jewel must have narrowed since it may have reached its upper limit.

But over this short amount of time, it could not possibly afford shrinking too much either. I would have to take out the stone to prove that.

We only have to capture it now—

Yui: Is it seriously okay to touch it barehanded?

Carla: It will not be able to resist because of the effective spell I put upon it… Nn…

—What!? What is this supposed to mean… !?

Yui: Kyaaa!?

(It spouted!!)

*Carla protects Yui*

Carla: —Nn!!

Yui: Carla-san… !!

(It can‘t be… !! Carla-san can‘t be bitten again, he can‘t…)

Are you okay!?

Carla: Tch… it appears as if the spell has not worked successfully because of its poison... it seems to still have enough willpower to go against it...

Are you alright, at least?

Yui: Yeah, only because Carla-san ended up protecting me though...

Carla: Good...

Yui: Other than that, Carla-san...

Nn… !

*Yui hugs Carla*

Yui: Nn…

Carla: Is there anything to cry for? I have already been bitten by it once by now. If I have not changed after one time, I will not after another.

Yui: Are you sure about that? The petrifaction won‘t keep on moving forward faster… is that really true?

Carla: I have been taking this with me for a long time now, would you not agree?

So, do not cry… Nn...

*Carla kisses Yui*

Yui: (Carla-san… he‘s really affectionate. Even though… he‘s in such a critical situation right now…)

Carla: Okay. We will now take the snake with us, and then make sure to give it to Aji.

Yui: Nn… yes… !

Place: Demon world — Reine • de • Aji store

Carla: —We are back.

Twin Children Vampire B: Welcome back!!

Carla: The medicine?

Twin Children Vampire A: Oh, yes. Look, it‘s over there.

Aji: —I‘ve heard it from the children already, but are you really willing to give the medicine to them?

Carla: Yes, that is my intention.

Aji: Good grief, our founder-sama really is a praiseworthy person. What will you do about your petrification then?

Carla: —With this, even a small amount should be enough. Would you be willing to make another antidote?

Aji: Oh my, the medusa snake… I see, that‘s what you thought of.

However, I won‘t be able to make enough medicine to completely detoxify your whole body with just this one.

Even so, are you okay with that?

Carla: It is fine. As long as I am able to continue living after only half of my body has turned into stone.

Aji: Alright. I‘ll start making it immediately.

Yui: —U-Um… can I ask something?

That snake… will you end up killing it?

Aji: Why would you care about something like that?

Yui: That‘s because...

Carla: ...Is there perhaps a method to get the gem out of the snake without killing it?

Yui: Carla-san… !

Aji: Hmm, it wouldn‘t be much of a problem taking it out without killing it, but it will take some time to do so.

In the meantime, the petrification could be possibly completed by then, you know? Do you still want that?

Carla: Yes.

Aji: Okay, fine. Well then, keep waiting a little.

*Aji leaves*

Carla: Now, kids. Give this medicine to your dog.

Twin Children Vampire B: Nn… thank you… really!

Twin Children Vampire A: Founder-sama… you‘re really an amazing man!

Carla: I told you, I do not joke around. Now go, quickly.

Twin Children Vampire B: Yes! U-Um… this...

Carla: What is this? An ornament… ?

Twin Children Vampire A: This is to show our gratitude. Well then… ! 

*they run off*

Carla: ...Now what exactly is this?

Yui: As those two already said, they just wanted to give you something to thank you.

Carla: Hmph. Good grief… that is exactly why children are not my cup of tea.

Yui: (Even if he does say such a thing, Carla-san seems way more gentle to children than to others)

—Carla-san, you‘d surely make a good father in the future...

Carla: ...Ngh… !

Yui: Carla-san!!

Carla: —Fuck… the petrifaction… it‘s progressing… Nn… !

Yui: (Nn… mostly every part of his body… has already turned into stone… !)

Carla-san! Please, hang in there… !

Carla: I… I‘m al… right...

*Yui gets closer*

Carla: Ngh…

Yui: (...Please! Come back… faster… please, hurry up!)

*time passes*

Aji: —I must‘ve kept you waiting.

Yui: Nn… ! Aji-san… Carla-san, he is… !

Aji: Good god, this is bad. We have to give him the medicine as soon as possible.

Be aware to be careful not to spill anything.

Yui: Carla-san… Carla-san… !!

Carla: …..

Aji: He already lost consciousness. It‘s already impossible for him to drink the medicine all by himself.

Yui: —Then, I‘ll make him drink it mouth-to-mouth...

Nn…

Carla: Nn…

Yui: (Please… work… dear goddess, please let it work… !)

(Carla-san… come back!)

*Carla slowly moves*

Yui: (Ah! The petrification… it loosened…)

Aji: I‘m so glad. It seems as if you did it right in time.

Yui: Yes… !

Carla: Nn… Yui… ?

Yui: Yes, I‘m here… ! Carla-san… how are you feeling?

Carla: I feel better now… luckily… it feels as if the petrifaction has loosened itself in my whole body...

Aji: I‘m glad. Since you‘re a founder, only this much amount must‘ve been enough to cure it completely.

This is definitely not normal otherwise.

Carla: Aji, I have to thank you.

Aji: No, No. It‘s only natural to help other people who are troubled by something. 

—By the way, I‘ll take the full responsibility of releasing the snake deep into one of the forests.

Carla: I see… please do.

Aji: Okay!

*Carla dresses up*

Carla: Well, then… next… should be your turn.

Yui: Eh? My turn?

Carla: …..

Yui: My turn you say… then, ah, is that so...

I‘m sorry. My head might‘ve been full with everything that has happened with Carla-san, and that‘s probably how I forgot about myself.

Carla: Haa, that is simply the woman you are… you are way too good-natured for a normal person.

Yui: ...Probably...

(I only came to this parade because of a treasure that has been stolen from me, but with everything that has been going on, it must‘ve been natural that I forgot about myself)

Carla: —Hey, Walter… are you listening?

Yui: Eh?

Earl of Walter: —Kuku, as expected from your awareness.

Yui: (Nn, the voice of the Earl was coming from somewhere in the sky or something… !)

Carla: I noticed it indeed. You have been continuously doing this for a while.

Yui: W-What is that supposed to mean?

Earl of Walter: Both of your actions, I‘ve been continuously looking at them for a long time by now.

Yui: (I didn‘t even notice him at all…)

Carla: —And, what about it now? Do you feel like returning her heart?

Earl of Walter: I don‘t think so...

Carla: Nn… stop joking around… !

Yui: Carla-san!?

Place: Glimmer street — Eisen alley

Carla: I will not accept you saying that. She is someone who, in comparison to me, should have her strength being recognized.

This woman is truthful. She is in comparison to anyone, pure.

She is the one and only woman who is worth possessing this sort of heart. I will not let you say anything different from this!

Yui: (Carla-san… I think this might be the first time I‘ve ever seen him shouting out like that…)

Earl of Walter: —My, My. It appears as if I have no other choice but to surrender.

Yui: Eh… ?

(Nn… !?)

(My chest… Nn… !)

Carla: —Hey! Hang in there!

*Carla comes closer*

Carla: Hey!

Yui: Nn… I-I‘m okay...

Earl of Walter: —I certainly did return it now.

Carla: Hey, did he surely return it back to you?

Yui: ...Yes, he did...

Carla: Nn...

*Carla leans toward her chest*

Carla: —What a relief.

Yui: (Carla-san…)

Earl of Walter: Therefore, I‘m done here. But, enjoy the finale of the parade to your complete heart‘s content, please do this much for me.

Carla: Never appear again!

Earl of Walter: —Fufu, then…

*Earl disappears*

Yui: Ah...

Carla: This issue seems to be settled.

Yui: Yes!

(I was already wondering what would happen at first…)

(But because of all the things that happened to us, I was able to see various aspects of Carla-san again, and I did that without even being able to enjoy the parade at its fullest until now.)

(I was, once again, able to see his other colors for myself, and I‘ll never forget about this sort of feeling any longer. In order to do so, I‘ll keep on living…)

(—With Carla-san together…)

Carla: Now, in that case—

Yui: Let‘s enjoy the remaining time we still have!

Carla: Yes.

[merakiui]

Wow! An imagines blog for afterlife! First one as far as I can see... I wish you lots of fun with this! I wonder what your favourite characters from the game are? For me it's going to be Sian and Quincy (I first think I was going to hate this little devil brat but here I am XD). If you don't mind you can do relationship hc's with them and characters of your choice if you don't mind. I don't really have anything specific in mind, just something fluffy, sorry for that! Welcome and have a nice day!

(Is it really the first? Whoa! My favorites so far would have to be Ell and Verine! There’s something refreshing about Ell’s optimistic energy, and Verine seems so soft uwu But Sian and Quincy are also growing on me too. Either way, you’ve got good taste~ Please enjoy these hcs and thank you for being the first request, anon! :D)

Relationship HCs (Sian, Quincy, Ell, and Verine)

🎤 Sian 🎤

He refuses to admit to his feelings in the beginning. Why, you may ask? Simple: It’s embarrassing.

So he does what any normal tsundere would do in that sort of situation. He pushes you away by feigning his disinterest.

Naturally, his behavior comes off as rude and abrupt, but you’re able to see past that cold exterior.

Whenever you send a smile his way or compliment him for his good work, he’s quick to deny it. Though the bright blush on his cheeks always contradicts whatever he might say.

Sometimes he thinks you just enjoy messing with him, if only to see him turn red. It’s quite cute, and you can’t help but giggle when he starts to yell.

“It’s not adorable, so stop laughing! And don’t call me cute either!”

Once you’re together, Sian drops his rude act and becomes very affectionate. He still gets shy over small aspects of your relationship, such as holding hands in public or even mustering the courage to kiss you whenever he feels like it.

Kati will definitely tease Sian whenever he talks about his wonderful, loving manager, and Cyrille will provide him with all sorts of scientific facts about the prospect of being in love, how long it exactly lasts, and why relationships are so important in terms of social interaction.

Sian does his best to ignore them, but he always finds himself getting embarrassed. “Stay out of my personal life! I don’t need your help!” Yes, he’s also blushing while he says this.

Underneath that tsundere behavior is a sweet boy who does his best to give you a perfect relationship.

He’ll take you to his favorite places to eat, claiming that you have to try some of the foods he normally gets. In return, you’ll open his horizons to the things you enjoy eating.

Definitely goes to karaoke with you! The two of you sing to your hearts’ content, sharing a few laughs at the impossible-to-hit high notes. Sian manages to surprise you the first time you hear him sing, and when you make a comment he gets extremely flustered.

On days where the weather isn’t the best, the two of you might stay inside to play card games, making small bets every now and then. Most of these bets are about the number of kisses or hugs the other will receive, and when that’s on the line Sian plays exceptionally better.

He’s written songs before, and now that the two of you are in a relationship some of these are about you. You wouldn’t have known about this had you not found a journal detailing different lyrics and song titles.

Waiting for a Sian x [insert utaite name here] collaboration.

When you confronted Sian about it, he became a mess.

Sian’s never let anyone see any of his creative work before, so this was enough to bring him close to tearing up out of pure embarrassment. He feels as though he could just die on the spot.

You understand his reaction, so you’re quick to close the journal, assuring him that you won’t pry further unless he willingly tells you more.

It takes a bit before he’s confident to actually show you and explain his thought process behind certain lyrics, but he trusts you enough and he knows you won’t laugh at him.

You’re his biggest muse when it comes to songwriting. (You’re also his biggest supporter.)

You’ll catch him humming under his breath to certain songs, and he’ll even start to mumble lyrics he’s made up on the spot. You’ll chime in with your own input, and he’ll be quick to write it down if it strikes a chord in his inspiration.

Unfortunately, his memory isn’t the best, so he often forgets things like anniversaries and special dates. He’ll always apologize with his head bowed whenever this happens, but you never seem too bothered. How can you be upset with someone as affectionate and caring as him?

In times of need, he’ll be there to assist you, as he doesn’t want you to stress yourself out. After all, it isn’t fair for his precious lover to carry overwhelming burdens all on their own.

You’ll always find yourself waking up beside the best boyfriend in the world, who will do absolutely anything for you. At the start of the relationship, he tried to do so many things to impress you. He cooked, cleaned, and made sure to always message you when you’re apart. Eventually, you had to tell him to just be himself and to stop taking advice from relationship blogs.

Please give this boy all the love in the world, and he’ll return it tenfold—albeit with a flustered stutter and pink cheeks.

🔥 Quincy 🔥

As the future Lord of the Underworld, Quincy’s quick to let others know of his position as a devil. Bow before him because it’s either his way or the highway.

He has high hopes for you and even higher hopes for himself.

Quincy will be especially impressed if you’re forward and confident in the relationship, but if you’re not that’s fine. It just means he’ll have to take the lead, which is obviously the best course of action, right? His judgement is flawless!

Just know that if anyone messes with his beloved manager, he’ll have no problem putting a curse on the unfortunate soul who decided to bother you. It’s all in good fun, so don’t worry about those silly humans who are now suffering under the weight of a heavy enchantment.

“Looks like my finger slipped. Guess you’ll have to use your puny brain to figure a way out of that. Hmph!” (Based on that cocky smirk, you’d say he’s quite satisfied with his work.)

He may even teach you a few things about the different types of magic, as he wants you to be as good as he is. Oh, but not too good! Quincy prides himself on his skills far too much to let anyone surpass him.

Every now and then, he’ll tease you about anything and everything—no matter how insignificant it is. Maybe you were late to clock in and Nyang Lead Manager scolded you, or perhaps you accidentally forget your lunch. Either way, he’s going to poke fun at those mishaps.

“Ehh? How could you forget when I reminded you earlier? Well, I suppose you can have some of my lunch. ...If you can handle it, that is.”

Spicy food is his life. He probably participates in those challenges at restaurants just to prove that he can absolutely own the competition.

Petition to get Quincy on Hot Ones.

If you’re also a fan of spicy things, it’ll be a contest to see who can handle the most spice. He ends up winning most of the time, but that’s mainly just because he’s a devil who’s used to scorching heat.

If you aren’t, he’ll be pleased to hold the title as someone who can handle extreme foods really well.

Quincy doesn’t like wasting his time on anything small, so there will always be a purpose behind what he does.

Your dates are quite the colorful variety, ranging from spending the day mixing up new elixirs to sharing stories about the Underworld. One day he’d like to show you around if you’re up for it, but the scenery might take some getting used to.

He’ll ensure that you’re never bored by dragging you around to do whatever the two of you deem exciting. When you get to relax from purifying vengeful spirits, you might find yourselves in the human world disguised under the deceptive properties of Humanizer to visit amusement parks, food vendors, and even occult shops.

The relationship is upbeat, and it keeps you on your toes. You’re never going to feel bored again with Quincy around.

Despite his teasing remarks and overflowing pride, Quincy values you a lot, and when it’s just the two of you he’ll be very endearing. It tends to catch you off guard; one minute he’s laughing about messing with Sian and the next he’s moving in to steal a quick kiss.

You’ll have to deal with any reptiles or insects that happen to cross his path, as he can’t stand them. But if you can’t handle them either, then you’ll seek out Jamie. At least he can keep them safe from Kirr and Aitachi. And from your spooked boyfriend, who wants those critters out of his sight. 

Quincy will remind you to come to him if you’re ever worried over something. His advice may not be the most ground-breaking, but it’s the thought that counts. He’s willing to spend hours giving you a friendly pep-talk, and you’re bound to come out of your gloom with a fresh perspective.

☀️ Ell ☀️

He’s a ball of energetic sunshine, so be ready for a very fun, joyful relationship!

Ell always puts you first, ensuring your happiness and well-being.

Honesty is key in this relationship, and that’s mainly because he can’t lie due to his constant sneezing.

And that’s okay because he has nothing to lie about anyways! He doesn’t want to hide anything from you; he’d rather you know than try to keep it a secret.

Imagine all of the cute dates! The both of you could go to bakeries and and sweet shops to try all sorts of delicious treats. Ell would be fond of anything sugary, insisting on playfully feeding you while you’re out in public. Or the two of you could visit craft stores so he can get more supplies for his needle felting.

He’s very big on PDA. Expect lots of hand-holding, random hugs, and kisses on the cheek—even around others when you least expect it. He’ll always smile at you, commenting on how charming you look when you blush at his sudden displays of affection.

Though he’ll try his best to tone it down if Nyang Lead Manager says something about it during work hours. He’ll quietly whine and protest as he tries to explain that it’s hard to resist. He just loves you so much! His complaints tend to get cut off once he starts to sneeze, though.

Along with gifting you his needle felting creations, he’ll also play the lyre for you. He’d be so excited to show you all of the beautiful music it can make. Sometimes he’ll play a few soothing melodies if you have trouble falling asleep.

Speaking of sleep, he adores cuddling. You’ll probably wake up each morning with him clinging to you, the blanket cast aside.

If you’re fond of taking photos, he’ll let you use the light from his halo to brighten the pictures. It makes for a perfect ring light, and he doesn’t mind others wanting to use it. After all, Licht and Kati like to use it for their SNS, so you should too.

If you’re ever having a bad day, Ell will be there to make it better. He’ll do all sorts of things for you, hearing you out when you vent to him about what’s bothering you and even attempting to make a few tiny miracles happen. Anything for his favorite person in the world!

There are times when he feels down as well, but it’s not for long. You’ll always be there to cheer him up. He’s fortunate that you have the patience to help him put his negative emotions into words, and you’ll even sit through all of the times he sneezes. For that, he’s very grateful.

His heart beats faster and he gets bashful when you praise him, but he’ll always fire back with plenty of genuine compliments so you won’t feel left out. There’s lots of love to go around.

Overall, the relationship is so sweet and enjoyable. Ell makes sure there’s never a dull moment when you’re with him, and he truly believes that the two of you will be together for a long time.

He loves you with all of his angelic heart.

“I wish we could spend more time together, but Nyang Lead Manager is giving us so much work. It’s really not—achoo!”

💊 Verine 💊

At first, Verine wonders if the reason you chose to be near him is because of the desire to protect such a sickly Soul Reaper. It bothers him to no end, as he does his best to stay strong despite always having to take different medicines and vitamins.

Once he realizes that you’re not there to pester him about his health, he’s pleasantly surprised. He’s used to others giving him looks of pity, so when you offer your support he can’t help but feel warm inside.

It actually takes him quite a while to confess; the stress of it all was like attempting to find the correct medicine for a specific ailment.

Still, he manages to push his self-consciousness aside in favor of his heart’s wishes, and it succeeds! Luckily for him, since Verine believed his chances were very slim.

While Mori considers him to be a paper doll, you think the opposite. Your boyfriend may be physically weak, but he’s got a strong will and is incredibly gentle with you.

Even if he acts like the presences of others disturbs him, he’s actually quite happy to be near the Soul Reapers. He’s always interacting with the Reapers in Diluculo, but he finds that your company is by far the best.

Most of your dates consist of staying indoors, since Verine doesn’t like the overwhelming temperatures of the outside world. (Occasionally, he’ll sacrifice his comfort so that you can enjoy the outdoors every now and then.)

However, the two of you still find plenty of things to do while inside. From watching your favorite films to assisting Verine with his medicinal herb garden, a lot of these cozy dates are quite serene.

He loves it when you cook his favorite foods. Any meal prepared by your loving hands is a gift he treasures—so much so that he thoroughly believes it’ll heal his aches and pains. Sometimes he doesn’t know how to return the gesture, so you’ll have to reassure him that you don’t need anything. Just his love is enough, and that makes him smile a bit.

Verine is touch-starved since most of his living life was spent in a hospital bed and the only contact he ever received was from doctors checking his vitals. So he’s always eager to let you hug and kiss him.

He might not be into cuddling at first only because he’s afraid his constant coughing will disrupt the calm atmosphere, but once you explain that that doesn’t bother you he’s willing to give it a try. He ends up liking it more than he thought he would, which results in lazy days where the two of you just nap in each other’s arms.

He’ll always be there for you no matter what, and he checks to make sure you’re healthy. Your physical and mental health is very important to him.

If the the two of you ever get into a disagreement, he may bottle up his true feelings for the sake of pacifying you. In the end, both of you talk through it, and this allows Verine to slowly but surely open up about how he really feels.

Verine might keep a lot of his emotions to himself when around the others, but with you he doesn’t have to.

“Ah, I must’ve fainted again. I really am useless.”

When he gets like that, just tell this sweetheart he’s in no way useless. He’s perfect in your eyes, even with his coughing and eternal illnesses, and you wouldn’t have it any other way.

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A Very Weird Fever Dream Pt.4

Hey!!! New Chapter. This one is kinda all over the place again. Don’t worry, it’ll make sense while the story progresses. Happy reading y’all

You could hear muffled voices either coming from outside or from inside the trailer. You swore it was Misha and Alex probably planning a prank on you. You could also hear Jensen’s laugh echo from one part of their conversation, but you could also smell lavender which told you Jared was near.

“Hey look who’s awake,” Misha said from above. Your eyes were now wide open staring directly at the man.

“Jesus a warning would be nice,” you groaned and rubbed your eyes trying to get rid of the sight you had seen. Misha had full clown fairy makeup on and you told yourself that you’d be seeing that image for the next few hours.

“Hey, professor emailed you about an assignment and I already did it,” Jared said handing you your phone that now showed the email. It was a human society assignment that you were already working on.

“Please tell me you actually understood what I was supposed to write about,” you said opening your laptop.

“I did and I related it to a world society too!” He said excitedly. Jared was really something else.

“Alright kids let’s get back onto set and finish so we can go bowling,” Jensen said patting both of us on the back and giving us a smile.

The next few hours passed by like it was mere seconds and the fact that the next few hours were just us having fun Richard clearly didn’t like that.

“Guys seriously,” Rich stared. We all were in a laughing fit because Jared had told a joke quietly to me which I then told everyone else.

“Sorry,” Alex said laughing through the tears that we're now beginning to form in his eyes.

“I swear everytime we have all of you on set, this happens,” Richard said, tired of us and whatever we always do.

“Jesus sorry,” Jared said trying to sober up from the laughing fit that he was in. It failed badly and it started again which was the catalyst to all of us laughing again.

“Okay I think we’re done for today,” Richard said before walking off and yelling ‘CUT’ while the five of us continued to laugh.

“Oh my gosh, I need air,” Alex said, walking off to calm down. Tears were starting to stream from laughing so hard.

“It’s about 4:30 guys,” Jensen said still laughing but not as hard as earlier. “Since Rich is calling it a day, how bout we go do the whole bowling thing,”

“Okay, yeah why not,” Jared said taking deep breaths while getting back up off his position on the floor.

“Is West out of school? I don’t want to leave the little guy behind,” You had asked getting helped up by the two boys.

“Cliff’s getting him right now, they should be back soon,” Misha said. “Poor kid had a club today,”

“Well when Cliff get’s here we might at well just tell him we want to go bowling,” Alex said walking back to us. We all nodded and the conversation wen’t cold.

“Got any other work to do,” Jared asked me as I seemed to be typing rapidly at my computer.

“Oh umm, no it’s not really work for school,” you replied closing your laptop now. “Don’t worry about it okay,”

“I’m your closest friend Y/N. I’m always gonna worry,” He said bumping his shoulder into mine giving me a sympathetic smile.

The thing that you were working on was a whole documentation journal of the boys and it was going to be a Christmas gift for all of the them. Each of them had their own special chapter and their own descriptions and all. So far you had only finished Jensen’s portion of the journal, now you were onto Jared’s, then Misha and finally Alex.

“So what are the plans at bowling, we doing solo runs or two on two kinda action?” Jensen asked us as we were walking to the front gates of the filming lot. Cliff had sent him a text saying he’d be here soon.

“Well I work better in a group so Y/N’s on my team,” Jared said linking arms with me (note to self, add this to the journal) and walking, well now skipping along with me.

“Then I’m with Misha,” Jensen said. That still left Alex without a partner though.

“No worries, I have the best team member,” Alex said putting his hands in the air laughing along with us. “West and I are gonna win,”

The car ride to the arena wasn’t as long as I would’ve hoped for, but it was still sort of lengthy due to the fact of having West asking if we were there yet every few minutes. It also was lengthy due to the fact that Jared insisted we listen to ‘Country Roads’ on repeat. I swear he always says he doesn’t have a favourite song. “Come on all of you have to at least sing the wholesome once,” Jared whined over the noise of the song. “Please one of you,” he was desperate for one of us to join in at this point.

“Day 13 of Jared and his Country Roads,” Jensen said. “Action,” the sound of a hand clapping came next and a few laughs. Eventually Misha and Alex joined along with him and I could hear Jensen say ‘come on’

The song eventually died down and Cliff was asking us when we wanted to go home and Misha said he had to leave in about 2 hours to make it back in time for dinner and Jensen had to leave around the same time too. Jared shrugged and said he would leave when I left. I didn’t know when I wanted to ‘go home’ Cliff was the only one who knew I stayed overnight in the trailer park.

“Y/N?” Jared said bringing me out of some sort of trance. “Hey, I asked when you were going home,” he said waving his hand in front of your face. You stopped the motion and held his hand, giving it a high five before letting it go.

“When do you wanna leave?” You asked him. He shrugged his shoulders too, not knowing when he wanted to leave.

“Hey Cliff,” Jared said before Cliff walked back to the car. “When you take Jay and Misha back don’t worry about us, we’ll just uber or something,” Cliff gave him two thumbs up and walked off back to the car to go get West some snacks and juice.

“Are you sure you don’t need to leave earlier?” You asked him and he shook his head. “Jared we’ve been filming for the last 5 days non stop, you sure?”

“Hey, we are bowling right now, this is my break. I’ll be okay,” Jared responded while opening the door for everyone.

“This is so cool dad!” West yelped as he dragged Misha inside making all of us laugh. West was a special one.

“Last one to the booth has to pay for drinks,” Jensen said dashing in too pushing past Misha  and gently hitting him while picking up West to go off to find a spot.

“Hey that’s not fair!” Misha’s voice said. It  was muffled as they were in pretty far.

“Aren’t you going to go,” You pointed the the three of them already inside while looking at Jared.

“Ehh, I’ll pay this round,” he said motioning you to go inside and have fun already.

“Padalecki get in. I’m paying this time,” you said and Jared did not falter to move, running after his friends and the one kid.

“You’re the best Y/N,’ He said coming back and hugging you. That’s when you realized that everything you’ve been thinking about for the last three months while working on set with these guys. You liked one of them more than you thought.

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Hyper Projection Engeki Haikyuu

Prince of Stage vol. 9 - Interview Translation with the new Karasuno cast!

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Part 3: The Third Years Sawamura Daichi: Higano Shou Sugawara Koushi: Ichinose Ryuu Azumane Asahi: Fukuda Yuuya

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Full interview translation and more photos under the Read More! Please do not repost my translations or scans.

Please give us a highlight or something to watch out for in the upcoming play. Higano: I feel very strongly that the biggest thing to look forward to in this play is our completely new Karasuno cast.  Because the characters have in their reality spent all this time together, I think we have to show on-stage a real sense of teamwork and that team atmosphere between us.  And then I’d really love for people to look for those little details in our relationships and our gestures and mannerisms. Ichinose: As we’re rehearsing, I find it super fun and interesting to work on how to present scenes on stage that don’t even have my character in them.  Because we do all the extra parts too, like the random people that are walking in a crowd.  If people pay attention to those parts too, then they can find us and think, “Oh it’s so-and-so!” and then I think they could have even more fun. Fukuda: Shou-kun's already said it, but this is our first production as the new Karasuno cast so I think one of the things to look for is our team’s atmosphere and closeness.  And then of course because it’s a production with volleyball as the main theme, I would love for people to enjoy things like our rhythmic breathing, the tension, and the realism during the match.  

Please tell us something about how you relate to your characters. Higano: Sawamura Daichi has that serious and strait-laced atmosphere.  Evidently, people have that impression of me.  That I seem really steady. (laughs)  But in reality, I’m not like that at all.   Ichinose: Are you okay?  To say that. (laughs) Higano: I’m fine.  People usually say to me, “At first it was hard to talk to you.”  That was true for you too, right? Ichinose: That’s true.  Are you purposely trying to put out that kind of aura?   Higano: I’m not doing it on purpose, but it seems that I just do.   Fukuda: You’re overflowing with it.  (laughs) Higano: Even if I’m really not upset, at rehearsals whenever I cross my arms and put on a serious face, people will just say to me, “Oh I’m sorry.” Everyone: Hahahahah! (laughs) Higano: Even though I’m not mad at all. (laughs)  For other productions I get to appear in, I’m very often the leader, or the person in charge, and this time I’m the captain obviously.  So I feel like I’m pretty close to Sawamura in that sense. Ichinose: I had a time in my life where I played volleyball, and I think I really enjoyed it and kept doing it because it’s really fun to score points during a match.  I think that Sugawara has such an incredible kindness to be able to keep being this nice senpai to Kageyama, who joined the team as this genius setter and took his position.  Even though he can’t be in matches, he’s doing what he can for the sake of the team, and I think that’s really amazing.  I’m not sure I could do the same.  I’m the type to quit the team if I can’t be a regular.  So I have to learn by his example.  But we are similar in that we both get carried away and end up just messing around sometimes! Fukuda: I think that Asahi-san and I are pretty much polar opposites.  I’m the type that likes being boisterous.  But what we have in common is appearance, and we’re pretty much the same height.  So I think we have pretty similar physiques.  And I’m also very bad with ghosts and bugs.  This is just my assumption, but I think Asahi-san is also bad with them. (laughs)  I think we might be linked in that way.  

If you could pick a favorite character within the series, who would it be? Ichinose: I love my own character of course, and like I said earlier, I really respect that he can behave in a way I can’t.  Aside from Sugawara, I like Noya-ssan.  When I played, I was a left wing spiker, but the setter and the libero really save the team.  Lastly, the Ace is the one entrusted with the toss, and the libero will pick up all kinds of plays.  Since Noya-san can combine these positions he definitely is the guardian deity of the team and you feel really reassured to have him around.   Fukuda: If we’re talking about Karasuno, I like Nishinoya and Tanaka and Hinata... I love how fiery they are!  And how direct.  They also get a lot of the more famous lines from the series, but yeah I really do love the characters that get depicted as being very passionate.  They can touch the hearts of anyone, even people who aren’t into sports, and I’m always attracted to those types.   Higano: My favorite is Asahi-san. Fukuda: Ohh! Higano: Even though Asahi gets discouraged, he does get back up and move forward when supported by his teammates... I think I can really sympathize with that.  I think people who get discouraged, who hit a wall in their progress, are definitely strong.  If they can then overcome it, I mean.  And because of that I think Azumane is a really wonderful character.  He feels especially human in that sense.

Please tell us a story from your rehearsals. Higano: Whenever we have time to spare, we’re dedicated to playing volleyball. Ichinose: That’s for sure!  Even during breaks we’re always holding and passing balls. Fukuda: Normally we rehearse for 1-2 hours and then take a 10min break, and normally you’d rest, or use that time individually for whatever, but everyone just picks up a ball instead and goes at it.  It’s kind of impressive. Higano: During rehearsals, I think it’s really great how everyone will discuss and explain their opinions and ideas.  For the younger ones, I would normally think it'd be difficult to speak plainly if the senpai are around.  I grew up in a very sports-oriented environment, and the senpai were definitely scary beings.  But at rehearsals, the more experienced people are more informal and we’re the type to want to be more unified.  Because of that, I think it’s an environment where it’s probably easier for the less experienced of us to voice their opinions.  And because I’m in the position of captain, I want to accept everyone’s opinions and of course be assertive with my own. Fukuda: At rehearsals everyone always makes sure to properly greet each other, and do the obvious without being asked to, and I think it’s really great.  When you look at any two people who are talking, people are always looking their partners in the eyes and listening intently.  Although if it’s Shou-kun, he might have a scary face or whatever. (laughs) Everyone: Hahahah! (laughs) Ichinose: It’s not just Karasuno, everyone plays volleyball together without really paying attention to our designated teams, and people from different teams will give me advice, and I’m really grateful for it.  Even if you’re together on the same team, there are things that you miss.  Since I used to play volleyball, I’d like it if I can give advice on that front. Higano: This wasn’t during rehearsals, but yesterday the three of us went to dinner together.  I think the majority of our conversation was about the play. Ichinose: Well we’re happy to be able to talk about the play over dinner and stuff.  Is there anyone who hates doing that?  Who’s gonna say, “Just do that at rehearsals?”  I think it’s pretty necessary.  So I’m really happy that we get to do it. Higano: Among the third-years I think all of us all like talking a lot so we talk about a lot of different things, not just the play.   Ichinose: Just recently we were talking about how huge the bugs are in Hokkaido. (laughs) Higano: I was really terrified.   Fukuda: When we tried looking them up on our phones, they were shockingly big. (laughs)  Shou-kun just went, “I don’t wanna look, I don’t wanna look at it!”   Higano: I’m so bad with bugs, I’ve had to call an ambulance twice. Ichinose & Fukuda: Ehh?! Higano: I really can’t believe I’m talking about this but... when I was in high school, I went to a friend’s house, and we went into this store-house type room, and we moved this luggage that had been stored in there forever and... this cockroach came out and started flying in circles around me.  And then I started hyperventilating and that was the first time.  The second time, I was walking around the Arashiyama bamboo grove in Kyoto, and above me a crow flapped its wings.  At the same time, something fell, and then there were all these caterpillars on me, so I hyperventilated again.  In this group, I’m confident that I probably hate bugs the most. (laughs)

What were your first impressions of each other, and your impressions of each other now? Higano: Ryuu hasn’t changed that much from when I first saw him.  He doesn’t really have a hidden side, and he feels kind of like a little brother. Ichinose: I’m the one that’s a bit more removed in age* so the two of you really feel like adults to me.

*Shou and Yuuya were born in 1991, but Ryuu was born in 1997.  

Higano: How cute. Fukuda: Definitely cute. Ichinose: They really feel like older-brother-senpai.   Higano: Yuuya feels more like, how should I say it, the same type as me?  He looks tough, so when you first meet him you might think to yourself, “If this guy were to get angry, it’d be pretty scary,” but in reality he’s not like that at all.  He’s really friendly, he sort of calms down the place, that’s the kind of atmosphere he can create.  So in that respect, my impression of Yuuya has really changed. Fukuda: ….I’m a bit embarrassed now. Ichinose: Yeah Yuuya-kun was scary at first, but after going out to dinner and messing around, I could see another side to him, and my image of him has changed too.   Fukuda: Shou-kun definitely left a strong impression, because when he’s not talking, his eyes are really intense. (laughs)  Am I being monitored?  Kind of like that. (laughs)  But when you talk to him, he’s so gentle and just really really nice.  He has that older-brother disposition.  And contrary to what he looks like, he can be lamer than you can even imagine.  Just recently when we were riding the train he tried and said, “That was a joke just now, did you get it?” because I couldn’t pick up on the joke. (laughs) Ichinose: He’ll just do it so suddenly and smoothly. (laughs) Higano: Yeah.  A little too smoothly sometimes that nobody will follow up on my joke, and then I get a bit embarrassed. Fukuda: My impression of Shou-kun now is that if you can talk to him even once, he’s very easy to become close to!  The first time I met Ryuu, he didn’t talk at all. Ichinose: I’m not great with strangers... Fukuda: Well I’m the same way. (laughs)  But now when I try to talk to you, you can talk quite a bit.  At a glance, he doesn't seem the type to talk much, so it sort of felt like he didn’t have any interest in people.  But in reality he likes to talk a lot and he’s quite sociable.  He’s very cute. Ichinose: Yay! Fukuda: In conclusion, everyone is wonderful. (laughs)

Please give one final message to people who will be going to see the show. Higano: One of the themes for this production is “connect,” and there’s not a single one among us that wants to do this half-baked.  As captain, as an actor, I want to charge ahead at full speed.  I hope that everyone looks forward to it. Ichinose: Personally, I really love the manga, so I do have my uncertainties about becoming part of the new Karasuno generation and being able to connect with the production that I’ve watched all this time... but I’m trying not to worry about it and instead I hope to rely on giving my all into having fun!   Fukuda: We’re using the format of a stage play, but I would love for people to be able to experience it not like a play and not us as characters, but rather imagine us as real people living out the story in front of them.  So many people have worked on this and we’re going at this with a lot of passion, so I hope that the audience can feel that.  Please look forward to it!  

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The Question

(Actual fanfic posted May 10th, 2019)

Ok so I've had this idea for a few days as a random thought, but I thought earlier " ehh, it's good enough to write" so.... I wrote this from 10:51 pm to 12:30 am. I need to wake up at 5 aaahhHHHHH (who's yelling at me to sleep because it's 1:09?)

Anyways please enjoy this tiredly written student mystery that's given right away by the tags, tell me if I made a mistake anywhere, good night :)

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Summery: The Question

Without realizing it, theater teacher Mr. Prince, or Roman as he insisted, had The Question follow him for two and a half years. What was The Question?

WHY

WHAT

LGBT+

WHO

Ok that was four questions, but they all surrounded one thing

Roman's mysterious partner

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WHY

 

The Question was something that changed throughout the two and a half years Mr. Prince, or Roman as he wished his students to call him, had so far worked at Marebelle Performing Arts High School. At first it was why. Why did he teach here, working as a drama teacher, instead of performing on Broadway?

The student who had asked one day during the end of the first year got the answer with a happy laugh from the dramatic teacher.

“It’s true, I’ve always wanted to be there, up on the big stage, but then who would teach you to follow your dreams there as well? A mediocre drama teacher who doesn't care and just wants pay? NO SIR! (he said while throwing his hands up, the student informed) I wish to teach the future, the ones that instead of me being up there, I get to know I’m the one who helped you get there! My love encouraged it, saying that if I could help now, the results later would make me brighter then any stage light!”

Now with their answer, the students sighed in relief knowing that this was a teacher who wanted to help, one who truly loved his subject. The first The Question was done, until a girl spoke up….

“Wait, theater isn’t the only love in his life?”

 

2

WHAT

 

The Question two was what? Confusion swept and sure, Roman was quite handsome (insert girls swooning for the first two weeks) but he had never spoke of a love before this. Summer started after that, leaving it to sink into all their already stressed brains.

The answer arrived when someone asked on the third day back, many kids blushing since they had all also wanted to bring it up, but had no courage whatsoever to ask something so personal, even with Roman being so open. He smiled so wide, looking off with unintentional dramaticness and eyes glazed over.

“Yes, yes he was so supportive with my dreams of teaching instead of my own high school dream of acting. I still act in smaller shows you know, and he’s always there, no matter the crowd….” he sighed not realizing that now, another question had appeared.

 

3

LGBT+

The Question three, one that made all those original girls swoon falter, was he gay? Sure, he gave off the vibe, but it was never right to assume. The students pondered over this for a good while before asking finally nearing the end of school again, pondering how to ask in a not rude way.

No matter the case though, Roman just shook his head with his bright, signature smirk as someone stuttered to ask.

“You are correct! But you see, I am pan, not just gay. My heart just lead me to my dream prince, not princess nor other royalty. We may clash immensely, but fit together so well.”

Later that week, he had a small pan flag necklace, the golden chain flashing in the light. He claimed that his boyfriend had got a matching gay flag one, his chain a shiny black.

Which brought up the last The Question.

4

WHO

 

Surprisingly, The Question who was not answered by a student asking. It was answered mid December by Roman himself. Roman was pacing on stage as a few students poked their heads into the theater room at lunch, wondering if they could ask a question (not a The Question) and watched him speak on the phone.

“I’m so sorry I know your writing but that’s WHY I asked you, your home. I know, I know, I just forgot the prop box on the table…. Yes I know you can scolded me to no ends tonight just can you bring it over please? Lunch is almost over” he seemed to perk up “yes! Yes 2:30 would be fine! No I swear V, I think my classes have been making conspiracy theories about you on anything I say.. Yes I’m surprised I don’t rant about you often either. No don’t whine at me! Argg VVVV. Alright see you soon. I love you darkling” he finished with a smile and quickly hung up a quiet echo of “ROMAN I SWEAR-” but the students didn't have time to focus on that. Because now they only had two hours to tell the entire class of the theater department that (now known initial) V was coming.

Roman’s love would be revealed.

Thank the Greek gods that they were THEATER kids. Because once it went out to one group, it spread like wildfire.

 

The Class of 2:30 as we will can them (fight me) watched as the clock ticked. Currently they were failing to practice their parts for A Christmas Carol, since one, they didn’t have certain props,

A figure entered the office box in hands, signing in as a guest and waving to his old attendant, before making his way through old halls to the theater room

And two

He walked towards the double doors, looking around as memories flashed into his eyes

He would be arriving any seco-

The doors opened swiftly “‘holy shit Ro, I swear this place has barely changed.”

Everyone’s head swerved to see a dark figure walking down the steps, box in hand while their mouths dropped. Roman perked up like no one had seen before, not even the time a student claimed and then sang as many Hamilton songs in the class time as the could, claiming they knew them all and in order.

“I mean I just looked into the courtyard where we shared our first kiss, by the way class, please blame him for me remembering, and it’s so fucked up. Like, aren't you guys always inside? Who the hell goes outside anymore? Not me” the figure smirked marching the last steps, placing the box on the stage and jumped up standing by Roman, one grinning mischievously, the other giddily.

“Everyone” Roman announced in his loud voice “this is my boyfriend, Virgil.”

The Virgil in question, or The Question still fit, was wearing a black purple patched jacket that hung of his skinny frame, a black shirt that said “I Joined the Black Parade” and black ripped skinny jeans. A shock of purple and black hair covered his head, making shadows over his heterochromic purple and green eyes, eye shadow lathered below. A black choker ran around his neck, the gay flag making an appearance. He raised his hand to brush the bangs from his eyes, showing black painted nails against pale skin, a small lightning cloud charm shining off a purple, black, and white weaved bracelet. Matching the red, gold, and white one Roman had, a crown dangling from his. A pair of black and neon purple wireless headphones laid on his neck. He was on the short side for an adult, with Roman being a bit taller than average. They were, as Roman said, complete opposites.

Virgil smirked as he turned to Roman, catching a kiss on the head. “I didn't interrupt anything now, did I Princey?”

[acrcsstheuniversee]

Good Enough For Me

Pairing: Paul McCartney circa 1962 x John Lennon circa 1978 (McLennon)

Rating: Mature, readers 18+

Chapter Warnings: Mentions of porn and sex work

Words in this chapter: 1800+

Author’s Note:

Here it is! Refer to my summary and introduction post if you haven’t done so for more disclaimers, visuals, tag list info, and more.

*Disclaimer: I do not own The Beatles. This is fiction and written for leisure. Aspects of the story will not be historically accurate and should not be taken extremely seriously.

Chapter 1

Already a month into the semester, Paul found himself struggling to keep up with his studies. He tried his best to focus on typing an essay on the history of guitars that’s due the next day by 10 a.m. but just couldn’t get himself to do it. Not like it was hard or anything; he just hated doing what he’s told, especially if it was something he didn’t care about. He just wanted to do music but having a degree is a necessity now.

He pressed the home button on his cracked phone screen to see that it was already midnight. He was only half way done with the assignment that could’ve taken him only 30 minutes if he wasn’t writing songs in between paragraphs.

It was all too much anyways. American universities have much more homework assignments than back in England. Times like these made him question whether or not going out of the country for school was worth it. There almost seemed like there were more cons than pros in his decision. He lacked resources, he didn’t have any friends or family here except his roommate/best friend George, he was poorer than ever, and must work and attend school part-time. If he stayed in Liverpool and just continued school locally, he probably would’ve earned his degree by now; but now he’s what Americans consider a “super senior” because he’s 21 years old with the amount of classes completed equivalent to a third year student. Despite the struggle, all of it was better than his father dictating his every move. 

He shut his laptop, giving up on the assignment and leaned back into his desk chair, rubbing his tired droopy eyes.

He had two classes and work tomorrow. The thought of them made him roll his eyes. Music history from 10 a.m. to 12 p.m., a business class he couldn’t remember the name of from 1 p.m. to 2 p.m., and work right after at a restaurant nearby as a dishwasher, and occasionally performer if the artist they booked cancelled that night.

He yawned as he got up and slide into his bed. Before shutting his eyes, he turned his head and looked directly across the tiny dorm room to his right to see his childhood best friend and roommate, George Harrison sound asleep.

Paul really needs to take a note out of George’s book and sleep earlier. These late nights are just stressing him out more and more.

***

“Paul….. PAUL! Get up!”

Paul jolted up right when a sudden raised voice rang in his ear. His eyes met George’s signature judgemental look. One of his thick brows cocked and his lips curved awkwardly. He was already ready to go to class.

“Ah, what time is it?”

“9:30. I woke you up 30 minutes before hand because I just know you aren’t going to get up to the 9:45 alarm unless you expect to make it to your first class in 15 minutes,” George teased.

George is a pain in the ass and a know-it-all, but Paul loved him dearly. He comes off mean sometimes but Paul knows it’s just because he’s younger and feels the need to prove himself. Paul was used to it after all this time but sometimes, that boy needs to know when his criticisms cross the line. Despite being a dick sometimes, they’re both grateful to be going to the same college together. It was one in a million chances for George to land the same US college as Paul just a year after Paul’s acceptance.

“Okay, whatever. You have a point, I guess.” Paul groaned and rolled out of bed. 

“I know I do, ha. I’ll see you later.” George messed up his friend’s darkhair more than it already was, making Paul swat his hand away.

When George left, Paul finally got ready and headed off to class with his incomplete essay.

Everyone was already seated and the professor was setting up today’s powerpoint lecture when he finally arrived. Paul sat down in the back where he’s been since the beginning of the semester. It hasn’t been a problem until a girl started to sit near him everyday since last week. When group or partnered work was assigned, she would often ask him to join her. She was kind, but Paul knew she liked him. She couldn’t make it less obvious. They would make small talk here and there---just about classes and hobbies. She was also very good at piano just as Paul was, but not too good on guitar though she claims to be.

He felt her looking at him, making him turn his head to find out he was right. She just smiled and waved. Paul nodded and gave her a small smile in return, trying not to show too much emotion, afraid she would like that too much. She already had the wrong idea but he didn’t want to be mean about it. Paul was not interested in the slightest and, he was gay. Found that out in high school and hasn’t been too shy about it since then. 

When class ended, Paul left immediately to his second class to avoid conversation with anyone. This next one was business related which is something he also could care less about. He was a bit behind in this one too, but this time, he truly didn’t understand the material. He definitely needed a tutor soon.

Not much happened other than him writing mini poems all over his in-class assignment. He didn’t even bother erasing any of it before turning it in at the end of class.

Paul sighed as he made himself to his busboy job right off campus. Before stepping inside, he felt his phone vibrate. It was his dad. Ugh, he thought but answered.

“I’m about to go into work, Dad. What is it?”

“Well, hello to you too. I was just wondering how the first month in the states have been. I haven’t heard from you.”

“It’s fine.”

“Just fine? Have you got a chance to tour places? You should send me photos.”

“No and no. I don’t want you to be sending the pictures to your friends as if you helped me get here. I know you do that.”

Paul heard his father sigh.

“Just text me when you get home and tell George I said hi.”

“Okay, bye.” Paul said before hanging up and walking into his shift.

It seemed harsh but his dad was a selfish prick. He loves to be in control of everything. He was the reason Paul came to the states to study. All he wanted was to ride the wave of success his two sons have been achieving.

In all truthfulness, Paul stopped believing his dad’s bullshit after mom died about 6 years ago. His dad seemed to have lost his way but Paul couldn’t be around all the time if he had a dream to follow. It’s been rough without his mom around but Paul had to do what he was right for him, even if that meant getting away from his dad which is something even she would’ve supported.

He couldn’t stop thinking about how irritating school and his dad were during his shift. The rude coworkers and customers didn’t help his case at all. This wasn’t new though. Paul was used to working constantly in some shape or form. The only problem this time is that he needed more money now that he’s completely independent from his father.

“Hey, busboy!” his boss called out to the dishroom from the back office. Paul rolled his eyes and went to see what he wanted.

“Yes?”

“I have to cut your hours in half. Here is your new schedule. You’re off now, so don’t wash another dish.”

“In half?” Paul took the schedule and saw that his income now would not suffice his monthly tuition payments, let alone some money for necessities. “You’ve got to be shitting me. Why?”

“We can’t afford to pay you. I’m sorry, kid.” he said nonchalantly.

“Will I be able to perform sometimes still?”

“Ehh, sure.” he said as he continued his paperwork, not even looking at Paul.

Paul rolled his eyes again. Could his life get any more annoying? He let out a sigh and clocked out. Now what, he thought making his way home.

When he got home George was playing his computer games with his big headphones to fit on his large ears. The younger man didn’t even notice his friend come in until one side of his headphones was pulled and slapped against his head.

“Hey!” George readjusted himself then paused his game to face Paul with his eyebrows furrowed. “What?”

“My hours got slashed.”

“You’re joking.”

“Nope, hah.”

George frowned.

“Shit, I’m sorry. Are you going to find another job?” 

“Well, I’m going to have to because I will not be asking my dad for help.” Paul said as changed into his pajamas and hopped onto his bed.

George sighed. Paul just stared at his friend for a moment, not knowing what to say. This was bad news for both of them. George didn’t have the same financial issues as Paul did. He only had enough for himself. If George could help, he would---and Paul knew he would.

“I’ll think of something, George. Don’t worry.” Paul got under the covers and listened to his friend shut off his computer and lights before hopping into bed as well.

He stared at the ceiling and sighed, then began to think about all the ways he can make money quickly but none of it would be fast enough to pay his next tuition bill. He rubbed his eyes. It was beginning to stress him out the more he thought of it and he just wanted it to all stop for a second.

Ah fuck it, he thought before whipping out his phone and started to scroll through his favorite porn blog on Tumblr. What better way to forget about things than looking at some sexy pictures of guys?

Paul scrolled until he ran into a post that was by a male sex worker selling nude photos and thought hard to himself. It was a young guy about his age selling his photos for $25 a piece and a private snapchat story for $5 per friend request and $15 extra for screenshot privileges.

Paul bit his lip nervously. It’s been a couple years since he did sex work. All he did was some cam work, sold some nude photos, and made customized videos for people on the internet. He remembered enjoying it but there was always the parts he hated that made the job extremely draining like any other job.

He laid there staring at the screen. He must admit, it was tempting to dive in again but he was afraid what George would think.

“George… Maybe I should go back into sex work…” Paul said suddenly.

George didn’t reply. He just snored in in response. That bastard.

Paul sighed and continued to scroll through sex work blogs, inspired by the possibilities until he slowly drifted to sleep.

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Tag list:

@nowandthenoldfriend

[jjptomorrowtoday]

Anyone else

Pairing: Jackson Wang x reader  Genre: a bit fluff Words: 1934 Summary: You are the new co-worker of Got7, but bringing water and get them something to eat isn’t your only task.

You entered the JYP building the first time after one month of preparations. People went busy from a to b and back, as you made your way to the office of Park Jinyoung himself. From the first sight, you two got good along with each other. Both of you had a bright personality, a similar sense of understanding and the same requirements. You got your plan for the next two weeks, which contained basically of bringing the famous idol groups the necessities like water and food, when they had a short break. "Here you have the keys and the plan of grocery stores that are not far away from here. But the idols will probably tell you, how you can get there and from which market they want what.", jyp explained, leaning back in his big office chair. You nodded in response, before you made your way to the first practice room. The loud music was already heard in the floor, even if you were 10 meter far away . With a light smile on your lips, you opened the door and found yourself in a room with seven sweaty boys, who danced to 'skyway'. No other than Got7 stood in front of you, moving their bodies to the music as they weren't born for nothing more. Secretly, you liked them before you began to work here, maybe they were also a reason why you moved here, which you didn't want to admit. They didn't recognise you till the flawless Jackson, turned around, actually wanted to look at the clock but spotted you. Your heartbeat rose, making you shudder and not daring to move you. His eyes burned in yours. It felt like an hour staring at each other. But it was just a minute. One minute enough, so that also the others stopped dancing and looked to you. "Who are you?", Jaebum asked, making you wince as you've still focused on Jackson. Waking up from your trance-like state, you began to stare at the others. What a beautiful first day, you said to yourself ironically. "I'm (Y/N). I'm the new co-worker here for the groups.", you answered truthfully, while Jackson was still focused on you. "And staring is one of your duties? Get us some water instead.", the leader responded in a pissed way. What an asshole. Being an idol may not be easy, but he could be nice at least. "Of course.", you mumbled, swallowed the words and began to order the water and some snacks for them. The next break will be in thirty minutes, so you actually wanted to chill. But something suspicious dragged you to the practice room again. This time you sat in silence in some corner and observed, how they danced. Once in a while, Jackson shot a look at you, smiled quickly and danced further as nothing had happened. At least, he was nice. After more than one hour, they all fell to the ground, exhausted breathing and sweaty. You quickly went to everyone, brought them their water and some fan that they get some cold air. You felt like a mother, caring for her grown-up kids. "Thank you.", said Mark, giving you a little smile and took a sip of the cold water. "I- I wanted to say sorry for earlier. I shouldn't have look like that...", you stuttered nervously, looking to the ground. "We are too gorgeous for looking away. We can handle that, don't worry.", Jackson responded, winked at you, while taking his shirt off. Why had he had to do that?, you asked yourself, stared at him again. This doesn't make the situation easier. As soon they recovered a bit, while you thought yourself, how they could have so much energy. But your look kept on Jackson, observed every inch of his smooth, sweaty skin. At 1 am, jyp knocked on the door. "You have to go home now. Otherwise, you'll get sick or something.", he announced, stopped the music and exited again. "We did a good job today.", Jaebum said proudly, also sweating and drank the whole bottle. After his teasing comment, you recognized that he wasn't a that bad boy as it seemed. They had to be exhausted from the endless practicing, which you understood now. Everyone packed their stuff together, you stood there helplessly instead and thought how to get home. You didn't think that your first day would be so long, so you assumed that you would get the last bus to your destination. But this one was long gone. "Thank you for your hard work, (Y/N).", Jinyoung said as he went outside with Yugyeom and Jaebum. "Fighting! Maybe we can dab some day together.", Bambam smilingly said, getting a hit from Jackson in response. "See you tomorrow, (Y/N).", Jackson said, winked again and made his way out with the still whining Bambam, who placed his hand on his head. As the last, you turned off the lights. The building was silent, you could have heard ever breath if there was somebody. As you exited your working place, Jackson still stood there, tipping something in his phone. "Why aren't you going home with the others?", you asked him, standing beside him, which made him wince in shock. "Oh my god, never do that again.", he screamed, holding his hand on his chest. "Sorry, I wasn't meant to-" - "I'm okay. A better shock, I can't get." You didn't understand what he meant but you decided not to ask further. "In which direction do you have to go?", he asked instead, focusing on your face, while cold breath came out of your both mouths. Unknowingly, you looked left and right. It was a good question. You actually had to see the bus station from here, but because it was so late at night, they turned the lights off. "I actually don't know.", you admitted, blushed a bit because Jackson came near you. "You are pretty lucky, that you have me. I'm your hero now, (Y/N).", he whispered, which gave you goosebumps. He tipped your address in his phone and started to walk. The night laid like a blanket around you two, as you walked down the street. "I like these nights, you know. When you worked hard and then go home for a bit sleep. Well, the sleep isn't much, but it isn't that important. Not as much as success.", he broke the silence. These sentences shocked you. "You aren't a machine, Jackson. The success make you feel great, that's true, but sleep is really important. Otherwise, I will see you in a hospital next time.", you responded truthfully, thinking about how it is to be an idol, who has so much pressure on their shoulder every day. After 15 minutes, you already saw your apartment, happy to be in bed in 5 minutes you walked even faster. "There is someone, who wants to get away from me.", Jackson said , running towards me. You ran even faster, while shouting:"Try to get me, J-Flawless!" You both laughed till your stomach hurt, ran to your door, when he finally got you. Heavily breathing, he stood in front of you, smiling widely as he placed one hand on the door behind you to relax. "That was quite funny.", you commented, laughing quietly, before you suddenly felt soft lips on yours. This was so sudden, that your mouth responded instinctively, so that Jackson pushed you to the door. "Hopefully, we can get more of these experiences.", he said, running out of breath. You could just smile after he made his way down the street, getting some sleep he deserved. It was the next day at the entertainment. You made your way to the practice rooms at 7 am, where nobody was there beside some other co-workers, who were wandering around with some water bottles as you. The yet similar way to the Got7 practice room were surprisingly silent, not as yesterday. After you entered the room, you suddenly stood there in shook. "What the hell?", you shouted at the person, who laid on the couch. It was non other than Jackson, with eyes closed and snoring as an old man. With your words, which sounded through the room, he shot his eyes open and looked at you. "What are you doing here?", you two asked in the same time. "You answer first.", you ordered, couldn't hide a smile while looking at his tousled hair. He tried to stand up, stumbled short after but could hold himself on the couch. "Ehh...I was practicing.", he admitted, looking at the ground as you would scold him in a second. In the same minute, you recognized his sports bag, which he had yesterday with him. "You didn't go home, did you?", you asked, rose an eyebrow worryingly. Shaking his hand, he packed some stuff that was lying around. "Jackson, go home now. You aren't even allowed to be here at this hour." "But the others will be here in 3 hours.", he whined like a little baby, but his eyes were slightly closed, because they were sleepy again. "I'll take care of that. Don't worry. And I will bring you to the dorm. Who knows where you hide practicing." After 15 minutes walk, you two arrived at a chic-looking building with two floors. As Jackson opened the front door, you could hear the voices from the others. Going along the long floor, you recognized the big living room, a bathroom with another room and a quite big kitchen, where Jaebum, Mark and Jinyoung were talking. They shot a glance at you before they saw Jackson behind you, now even more powerless and ill-looking. "Jackson, what's up?", Mark asked, making his way to him with a worrying look in the eyes. "He didn't sleep that night. I would propose, that he sleeps at least 6 hours today. I'm not a medicine expert, but it isn't healthy at all to practice so much and not sleeping in response.", you interfered. Again, the boys looked humiliating to the ground. Also, Jaebum and Jinyoung looked not that good, trying to awake their body with coffee. "But it's our dream.", Jackson whispered. "Standing on stage. Seeing our fans cheering for us. This is what we are born for." After a ten minute talk with the others, you brought Jackson to bed. Surprisingly his room was full of family photos and stuff from Hong Kong. He has to have huge homesickness., you thought. After not even 5 minutes, you could hear him snoring again. You quietly closed the door and went downstairs where Bambam and Mark were still sitting. "Is he okay?", Mark asked, still a bit worried. "Sure, he is just hella tired. I guess, he will sleep all day.", you responded, getting in the seat next to him. "Mark, what is about the travel thing now?", Bambam interfered with an exciting voice. "Yeah...well. We have nobody to go with him, so we should reverse the flight ticket." "What did you plan?" Getting interested in the idea of travelling, because you just loved to see some things of the world. "We brought Jackson flight tickets home, because he has homesickness. We can barely work with him if he doesn't recover. But everyone is busy with preparing the next comeback and the own schedule.", Mark responded, feeling uneasy as he thought of the sad face of Jackson every time when somebody talks about their family. "That's a pity. Maybe there is a opportunity some when else." And with your words, the both guys exchanged creepy smiles and looked to you again. Shit. What have you done?

[fmdxjerome]

hello people from old and new! naomi is back in action with her son jerome. i’ve been stuck in my sisters house for the last weeks of my absence because she went on vacation and i had to take care of a sick rabbit who peed everywhere. i might have a disease now at the amount he bit me but what can you do. im joking. you might ask “but naomi doesnt your sister have wifi” yes she do but i’m an anxious wreck so spending my days on a first floor apartment  with my sister on the other side of the world w an infected foot had me fucke d upppp boiii but now i’m back in my own home and my sister + her boyfriend are safely home!! foot all fine!! and everyone is calm again!! so!! i can return with a good heart. i’ll be sliding in the dms of the people who bear emoticon’ed me 600 years ago and bc i suck w introducing myself to new people i’ll just hi!!!!! i think when i wake up i’m gonna do a “bio reading” marathon as i write bc i need to appreciate. also shit i need more threads wow i suck might see me replying to some open starters and def need to get back to plotting bc there are some people i’ve been dying to thread with ;^;

its like 6am now so i might b heading 2 bed now but under the cut there will be a reintroduction to jerome (one i promised in januari i believe) as im rewriting his bio (no major things change really its just minor things nd its time for an upgrade) so yes! hello (ims will come tomorrow as well ;3;)

also fact. mullet daddy jaebum is jerome rn dont drag him dont @ him its gone before you know it. probs after idolized its a look tho wow i love- a chic farmer (... the short bangs are tragic tho jerome honey i kno u liked them on wren but ur not wren. jerome: but i- me: no. this this not this jerome: :( ok fine me: fuego 

anyway before i pass out here is reintroduction. the triggers are; adoption, racism themes??? like yeah ok!! apologize if this is shit. hope everyone is having a good day though you all are great!

Jerome Gauthier aka Yuddy

-Anti idol

-Has an okay reputation but that’s because he’s smart about things.

-BC eyeing him tho *eyes fake friends with good reputation for him to hang out with* (hmu for fake friend plots. funny the person w the best rep of all actually likes jerome. bless jisoos christ. guess that praying on knees worked out in the end huh jerome. /dont/ sainthood is waiting)

-Talented™. (ask him to write songs for you) (Actually have a few songs in my library i want him to write but not sing so *eyes*)

-Passionate as fuck don’t mess with him in the studio (passionate all over tbh)

-Adopted and in search of his bloodlines

-Hoe but not really

-Actually, scrap that. Nicknames him JerHOEme

-Is actually lovely

-But acts like a shit

-Slips up and is soft to people sometimes before being a complete and utter asshole the next second

-bc soft jerome whOMST i only know deMON

-Suave Fuckboy who’s nonchalant about everything

-French™

-Will call you baby at some point in your life

-Signature smirk

-Egotistic???? Narcissistic??? a lil bit don’t stroke his ego

-Secretive™. not much info on his time in france

-Secretly a dad without children (except for his actual biological son insoo aka chorizo sausage who he goes to play ball with- i mean work on songs in the studio. seriously catch him picking up his son from soccer practice i mean shit no i mean- ok insoo is really his son dont fight me on this.)

-And also has a daughter an Oriental shorthair cat called Edith who he is so soft with he kicks out girls to cuddle with her. (one meow and he’s home)

- we support WISH hating jerome in this household. please people who have girls in WISH dont let them like him (or be a rebel and go against the mothers wishes but you’ve been warned)

-Dont let him get in your pants too like ask wren you dont want that (or i mean with the list of kinks i peeped maybe idk who am i to say what your muse wants or does not want idk im just protecting people from satan)

-Unlikely he’ll get in any pants now anyway tho bc he a proud shopper at papa juliens pizza and y’all some other brand type ish domino lookin asses NAH *throws hands up* rome’s in the house (no but guys. this is his soulmate THIS IS HIM. dISgUStiNG- )

-In 2016 interview took him out of context and it looks like he hates all idol rappers but is not true. He just doesn’t like companies making rap out to be like this thing you can do if you’re pretty and you can’t sing and he doesn’t like it when said pretty idols know nothing of it. he gets the grind but will side eye (benjy nd jerome already have a rivalry bc of this shit thank u interviewer)

-Dating scandals?? EHH. He almost had one with a Japanese model called Momo in the beginning of his career but BC did well of spinning them as friends and he legit had one with his ex last october which?????????? shit she touched his *spoiler* and it was *spoiler* . BC about to ban him from fashion shows damn. yoonah and him have to go to paris fashion week quick

-BC has yet to force him into a relationship tho. but damn he gonna be angry when that ever happens yoo. 

-Studied to become a cinematographer. Now is annoying as fuck during recording MV’s bc he butts into everything (BUT thats why his his mvs so AESTHETIC. eye for beauty bois)

-Holler at ya boi if you want a nice mv he’s involved like that

-Also to the girls who have been in an MV with Jerome.. know he probably flirted with you between takes bc during he’s grade a professionalism but he still a ho

-Actual catlady no questions asked (he feeds stray cats and gets cut up by edith when she smells other cats on him rip)

-Actual wife material no questions asked (to quote the great Halit Yilmaz during that time Jerome stood in the kitchen for hours making baklava and other Turkish treats for Halit’s Eid al-Fitr: “Shit, Jerome if you were a girl i’d marry you in a heartbeat.” and its true. we would ALL marry jerome. who says no is lying. )

-Smooth™

-Ok the ego thing btw its weird its an act but hes weird about it dont ask

idk what else to write ok short rundown of his bio as again i’m writing a new one and i cringe every time i look at my old one. im probs forgetting a lot but EYO ITS 6AM WHO CARES

CHILDHOOD age 0 to 10

-Born to a single mom who got fucked over by a smash nd dash dad. (we side eye Ok Chanwook in this household.)

-Moms family discouraged her from taking care of him herself so putting up for adoption it is.

-Very emotional not ok mom boram cry a lot pls. (got v angry too like boi if she ever sees chanwook again he can change his name to no dick larry)

-Adopted by a French couple called Lucas and Daphné (previously named Annelies). pretty kool peeps

-JK racist assholes who fetishize jerome a lot. PLEASE. the yellow fever runs deep. take him away from them,

-Raised in a small town in France and knew 0 Asians growing up. so thats nice

-Loves his adoptive grandpa to death tho (who’s he named after u3u)

-Actually hates the rest lol

-Ok uncle Rémy pretty cool bc he laughs at teen!Jerome shit talking his parents and aunt Camille. She a sweety ;3; a bit odd but a sweety #stanauntCamille

-Basically the people on the Gauthier side and born from Jerome and Clemintine are ok, the rest is shit (except for his dad Lucas. He a Gauthier but he shit)

-Junior/Senior relationship w granpda ;3; “Pépé!!” “Junior!!” *tiny jerome swings around grandpa’s neck* LOVE

-Grandma passed when he was 9. (he loved her very much and would always show her his drawings on her bed ;-;)

-Hard time adjusting at first when he was a tiny toddler. had a lisp talking french. ;3; baby rome

-young jerome had a bad case of the abandonment issues he literally held onto his dads leg for like 30 minutes before the teacher finally peeled him away from him. my smol boi

-Elephants. remember this. is important. /sob

-TLDR; biological mom didnt want to loose him. adoptive parents and dad are fucks. grandpa is kool. jerome had a good childhood until he didnt. thank u ignorance

TEEN YEARS age 10 to 20

-middle school very nice

-j FUCKING KKKKK EMO JEROME INBOUNDDDD

-kids are mean. teens are mean. young!jerome v lonely

-honestly he had no friends. except for like maybe this one kid on his sport called mattheo but he kinda a weeb so uhhhh ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

-the time comes that he feels uncomfortable with everything korean. he already learned korean along side french and english when he was growing up but now distances himself from further learning. he clings to french culture a lot and even to this day he refers to himself as french and european, and rarely refers to himself as korean or asian.

-feels disconnected from both though. its like.. his parents took his korean culture away from him by using it for their own amusement. it was not his to have basically. and french- a lot of people around him give the vibe he’s not “allowed” to call himself fully french. they see him as korean, korean-french but never just french. he feels very misunderstood. lack of identity and just not fitting in

-around this time (or earlier i’m musing still) his cousin Antonin (moms side) kind of fell out on him. like. wow. not good. fucked jerome up a lil. (issues intensify)

-inferiority complex inbound/ is he ok? no he isnt. he starts writing to get his emotions out.

-Blessed Freddy rolled in teen jerome’s life like: guess we need to do history homework together jerome: aren’t you gonna make a ‘do my homework bc you’re asian’ joke freddy: why would i jerome:

-they bond over music, freddy is the one who gets him serious about getting into it (we thank our lord freddy for this gift of life we call singer/songwriter jerome. pray to freddy 10 times a day *srry jisoos christ but ur out*)

-literally young jerome would be a great soundcloud artist in this day and age. he was like joji meets rei brown with more of an rnb tinge. he liked ambient because it calmed him.

-in his old bio thats still up bc im a slow writer his old name was some dumb shit like l.only DUMB its romeles now (get it.. jeROME LESlie gauthier. im smart)

-OK IM GONNA GO QUICKER NOW

-eMO FOR A LONG TIME BC OF LONELINESS AND OTHERING FREDDY IS HIS BEACON OF HOPE WE LOVE FREDDY IN THIS HOUSEHOLD!!!!!!!

-had a big ass fall out with his parents when he was around 15? was like “UHHH FUCK Y’ALL” and moved in with his grandpa (he was very disrespectful like damn boy but you know what. i support)

-best decision of his life because grandpa v lonely after his wife died and Jerome^2 is… so soft.

-Jerome dancing/singing to old tunes and being engrossed with old movies

-Learning how to cook ;3;

-I mean bc his middle and highschool were in Laval he spend a lot of his time w his grandpa already so he already had a bed and ;-; #jerome^2

-Halit rolls into his life. Braces, huge smile, lil prepubescent stash ohmygod. My child.

-BLANC is born. Freddy/Jerome/Halit’s musical trio. Stan the Three Musketeers

-Found his first best friend and a purpose in Freddy. Found a home in Halit. (sob)

-Finds solace in rnb and hiphop. People start noticing him because of it. Writes songs and performs them in café’s. Found his niche. 15 to 19 where his “best”  years

-THE BIG MOVE. After a concerned halit mom, a proud freddy mom and a “WHAT THE FUCK JEROME NO DONT GO” jerome mom they pack their bags and PARIS HERE WE COME

-Enter ex who haunts his life, Seo Yumi aka Marie (now model, v pretty, makes me cry)

-Spots her in the summer doing yoga in the park and boi he an assman so he got fucked up (jk he saw her face and was like wHAT love at first sight

-enrolls in film school, meets her there again and wow falls in love hard like wow calm down boy

-Dating~~~v possessive not good at ALL cALM DOWN JEROME

-ok he got his issues nd marie was the first one who openly listened to his problems and understood and made him appreciate his korean heritige bc she’s korean and showed him cultural aspects without the gross fetishizing that came with his parents and he just- he got intense ok. he already got a v intense personality so- still not good tho he needs to dial it down

-she thought so too and like after a year she was !!!! what the fuck. she is not one for serious relationships but jerome was like ehhh why not in the beginning its v nice to hear nd be seen as the most beautiful ok but then it got suffocating but instead of breaking up with him she kept him around. he a safe haven ya know. reliable. someone to built on later. *i wanna say she also didnt break up w him because his emo stories but marie,,, eh...* (funny tho like she got a thing for bad boys so she just “this is the fifth time you called me beautiful just degrade me lil like choke me idk” and jerome just “w-why would i do that you’re beautiful i dont want to hurt you” ah *looks into the future* ohhowthetableshaveturned.mp4 )

-Marie cheated on him the second she got the chance which was when jerome went to america w his bros

-Got offered a job as a songwriter when in ny. Wouldnt think he’d take it but after getting kicked out of school for beating the shit out of the guy marie cheated on him with and with marie out of the picture nothing held him back from starting a new life.

-TLDR; emo era. silver era. emo era 2 emo harder

ADULTHOOD age 20 to now

-Seoul make way for the rise of YUDDY™

-the name yuddy is from the film days of being wild. the character is kinda yuddy-ish too so he saw the film again and yep. thats my name

-Fuck_love.mp3

-Visits his orphanage. they like “nah boi u aint got no papers boi”

-Parents can give him access to his birthmother btw, aren’t doing it lol

-EMO

-Drinks. Sleeps around. Gets a reputation. You kno how it is. (gr8 ride tho. highly recommend. 5 out of 5 stars on yelp)

-SMASH ND DASH. Chanwook is that u??????

-One girl who he got with multiple times reminded him of Marie tho and that fucked him up for a bit (PSST ITS A PLOT WINK SO IF YA GIRL OF AGE IN THE 2013′S HMU BC ITS DRAMATIC HE GHOSTED THE SHIT OUT OF HER)

-Writes a lot of songs, a few for BC (knight baes). BC like *eye emoji* who dat boi who him iz

-Gets sign w BCreate and is like eyy life pretty good

-but lmao he debut and oh who’s that pretty girl promoting that lipstick?? oh.. its marie ;3;

-imfine.jpeg

-Joins main label and literally joins w a blessing stream limbo on spotify

-wgm era was a great era of jerome lmty his hair was great, shared cute personal things, manager was happy, slept with his best friend, was married to a sweet beautiful girl ya know the good stuff  👍 no im not crying you are

-triple fantasy era was awful we dont talk about that he looked like his brother and i’m still emotional about him wow. 

-instagram is a great song

-Interviewer: u mention an ex in ur song tell me more Jerome: *SWEATS*  

-Marie: my short hair DOES look pretty thank u babe ur red hair was cute too <3<3

-The fact she linked to him now is spook

-But ok he still flirty, still daring, still yuddy™ but definitely less of the whole “sleeping around” thing now bc he… he uhh closetoyou.mp3

TLDR; he turned into his dad but romeo is rising AND HE IS SCARED!!!!!

also never forget jerome is the messiest king in this ok non y’all are as messy as him. he fucked his ex’s friend oK THERE IS NOTHING MORE MESSY. dONT COME FOR HIS CROWN

[linoholic]

single father!Baekhyun

Welcome to my first ever post! Hope you enjoy x

Edit: I finally edited the format and a couple things to make it gender neutral that my tired my forgot to do when I wrote this so yay!

Part 1 / Part 2

Ok, so in this universe Exo is still a thing

In fact, the only thing that is different is the fact that our dear beloved Baekhyun is a parent

A single parent in fact, to a very cute and small 4 year old boy named Baekhyo

He is the result of a failed relationship

And although Baekhyun did love the mother of his kid

There relationship was already rocky when Baekhyo was conceived

She just couldn't handle the schedules they both had

Resulting in them hardly ever seeing each other

And when the baby was born

She stayed just 2 months before she up and left without notice

Of course, Baekhyun was devastated

He did love her after all and they had a son together

His son was the reason he kept it together though and didn't fall deeper into the sadness he was feeling

However, he now had a baby to take care of alongside being a busy idol

At first he felt very alone

But of course mother Suho quickly stepped in to help

The other members quickly following suit

They all dote on little Baekhyo

All of them are known as his uncles

When they left Exo, Kris, Luhan and Zitao carried on visiting and facetiming when they couldn't and never fail to send him gifts; it doesn't matter if it is a special occasion or not

Baekhyo is probably the most loved a kid could ever be

Of course, all the fans know of Baekhyo and love him just as much

Who doesn't love seeing their idols interacting with kids after all?

There are always videos of the boy popping up with his father, the other Exo members, other idols

Literally anyone and everyone because Hyunnie loves showing off his son

And honestly, who is complaining

Because Baekhyun is still an idol he obviously still has a very busy timetable and doesn't get to spend as much time with his boy as he wants

When Baekhyo was still a wee baby, his parents often looked after him in order to keep some semblance of stability in his life

But now that he is a little older he is often brought along on his schedules so that father and son can spend more time together

There are no complaints from the staff or members about this

Who could hate it?

Everybody loves Baekhyun

And Baekhyo is literally a mini version of him

When either one is around they can bring the atmosphere up

When there both together that infectious happiness is easily quadrupled

Of course, he is still a little boy and does cause trouble and headaches

But nobody can get mad at him

Even when he puts his tiny grubby chocolate covered hands on Kai's shirt at a photo shoot

Or pulls off and breaks Chen's microphone backstage at an interview because he wanted a piggy back ride

Plus he isn't exactly quiet

How could he be with Byun Baekhyun as a dad and extra exo squad as uncles?

Despite this, nobody says anything about it because if you've seen the episode of 'The Return of Superman' with Chanyeol and Baekhyun visiting the twins, you know that him with kids is the cutest thing ever

Now, dear reader

You work at SM

Cliche I know

You work as one of the stylists for....

*drum roll*

SHINee!!!

Yep!

You are really good friends with the five boys...hmm sorry I mean men

And though you have seen Exo around you've never talked to them

Nothing more than the usual greetings when passing in the hallways anyway

Except for Jongin who is often with Taemin so you often see him around and have become good friends during these times

He has told you all about Baekhyun and Baekhyo

You have never seen the boy though

All the other staff are always telling stories of him

And you are lowkey jealous

Because you love kids and want to be able to tell cute stories as well

~time skip ehh~

It is just another normal November day for you

Well it would be if it wasn't for the fact that nothing was going well for you

The couple in the neighbouring apartment were very...."active" that night and made so much noise you couldn't get any sleep

Plus the heater had broken and so it was absolutely freezing when you woke up from the two hours of sleep you did get

It was pouring with rain outside and your only umbrella had broken the week before so you had to make a run for the bus stop

Only to miss it by seconds meaning you had to wait for the next one; resulting in you being late for work

You had just made it to your desk after getting your beverage of choice from break room and had settled down in tour chair when a small blur suddenly ran past your legs to under your desk

Now, considering how tired you were, your mind skipped any logical conclusions I could have made and so your first thought was "ghost"

Freezing in your spot, you slowly leant down to peer under

Only to see two big brown eyes peering out from under a fringe of black hair

Let's just say you were glad that there was nobody around to witness you jumping back and falling off your chair in surprise

"are you alright?" a small voice says

Ok, so it wasn't the demon from the ring like you were expecting but still

"Yes, yes. What exactly are you doing....umm"

"My name is Baekhyo and I'm four" he says showing four of his small chubby fingers

Despite the fact that you were grumpy from your bad morning a smile made it's way onto your face

"Ah, so your the famous Baekhyo. Pleasure to meet you. But why are you hiding under my desk cutie?"

"I'm playing hide and seek with daddy and if he finds me in more than ten mi..min...minutes then I get to choose dinner. And I really really really want jjajangmyeon so I have to win so shh."

The little boy then pulls you towards him and under the desk

(count how many times I say desk during this. Hint: it’s a lot)

You comply, too sleepy to really protest and manage too tuck yourself into the space

You must admit, Baekhyo is obviously pretty smart considering he chose your desk which has clothes and pieces of fabric draping over it hiding you two mostly from view

And so you sit there, listening to Baekhyo's cute voice rambling on about anything and everything a 4 year old kid can talk about

You're drifting off, eyes are half open when you hear the young boys talking stop and when you check on him to see why he stopped, your surprised to see him fast asleep

Baekhyo is curled up looking like a puppy with his lips in a pout and hair in his eyes

Smiling at how cute the sight before you is, you carefully pull him into your lap, his arms naturally wrapping round him

And so you join Baekhyo in the land of dreams

Meanwhile, a few floors down

Baekhyun is going round asking everyone if they have seen his son

("Have you seen my son? Nemo?")

(sorry)

Baekhyo wouldn't keep quiet about wanting to eat jjajangmyeon, but considering it wasn't even lunchtime yet of course Baekhyun denied his sons request

However, although he is a good kid and usually very well behaved

Like any child he has times of naughtiness and decided to pull a tantrum

And it wasn't the greatest time for it to happen because Exo were busy practising 

So to distract him, our Baekhyunnie suggested a game of hide and seek: winner gets to choose dinner

Now of course, like the good father he is, Baekhyun was going to let his son win no matter what and so didn't start looking straight away

However, when it had hit the half an hour mark, he started panic a little

He knew he shouldn't, as there were always loads of people in the building and none of them would let anything happen to the boy

But when everybody he came across answered him negatively, he couldn't help but worry

And it was so relieving when he heard someone say that they had seen Baekhyo

"Oh, yeah. I saw him running to (y/n). I haven't seen him since so he is probably still there."

Thanking the staff member, he quickly runs off in the direction of your office.

He made it to the right floor but walking up to your desk he became disheartened, seeing nobody there

That is, until he hears some noise coming from underneath it

Of course, much like you earlier, he immediately expected the worst

Slowly, he pulled the cloth up

What he sees immediately brings a huge smile to his face

There his son is, snuggled into the arms of a stranger, who is also asleep

Now, Baekhyun has heard of you from Jongin

He has heard that you work with SHINee

And that you are a very kind, hard working person

What Jongin hadn't told him is how...cute you were

Although unwilling, he quietly sits down on the floor before shaking your arm carefully to wake you up

And as for you, you weren't expecting to be wake up to see the face of an angel

(you will never admit to anyone that this was your first thought then)

When your mind had woken up a bit more you realised that it was the Byun -Baekhyun sitting cross-legged on the floor in front of you with the softest smile you had ever seen anyone wear on his face

You went to sit up, only to remember the boy sleeping on your chest

"It's like two cute bears in their own little cave."

A blush rises to your face when you hear these words.

Carefully passing Baekhyo over to his father, who pulls him into his lap, you sit up as much as you can, wiping under your eyes and sorting out your hair before crawling out from under the desk

"You know, this really isn't the way I was expecting to meet you. Do you often nap under your desk?"

"Usually I'm in my chair."

With a laugh as nice as his singing and a smile to match, his next sentence makes your breath catch in your throat

"So, as a thanks for looking after Baekhyo, how about you meet up with us later for dinner?"

"Jjajangmyeon?"

"Jjajangmyeon."

Ok, so this was my first post. It started getting pretty long so there will be a part 2, when it will get done I'm not sure but it will happen. If it gets requested it will happen quicker than not ;) ;)

This is actually the reason I started this blog, as I had an idea for an au but it was too detailed to request from someone else, so I decided to write it myself (and this is the first thing I have written since I finished my GCSE's 3 years ago lol)

It turned out completely different to what I had in mind, and I definitely need to practise my writing skills, but I'm kinda happy with it.

Anyways, my ask box is always open so feel free to request!

[mystic-messenger-scenarios]

If you have time could I request the RFA (maybe Saeran if you can) coming home and MC is crying because of anger like she is super mad that she broke something or she can't fix something? I cry very easily from anger and I was wondering their reaction. (Sorry for bad English)

(sorry late answer)You’re fine don’tworry, although I didn’t write Saeran because I couldn’t think ofanything his s/o could break that would mean anything to him, I justfelt like he wouldn’t really care u_uAnd Zen’s is prettyshort because ehh I don’t know what he could own that would meansomething important to him idkAaand I haven’t written in a while, so it’s probably not great + I wrote the first two a while ago compared to the rest so they have a different format and length hh it’s a mess :I

Yoosung :

would be just asmuch of an emotional mess as his s/o when he comes through the doorand sees them cry

he would rush to hiss/o’s side and asks them what’s wrong as he gently rubs theirshoulders and tries his best not to cry

when s/o points atthe keyboard on the desk – his expensive keyboard specificallydesigned to play video games – and explains they accidentallyknocked their coffee all over it and ended up breaking it, Yoosungfeels an immense wave of relief taking over him; he was alreadyexpecting the worst; for them to be in pain or dying, but thankfullya broken keyboard was a far less important problem

after a sigh, he’dgive them a slight smile and hold them in his arms, reassuring themthat it was okay, that Seven could always repair it, that he wasn’tangry at them and they shouldn’t be angry either

if they were stillupset, he’d try to comfort them by telling them of all the times hedropped soda on his keyboard or went to take a shower with hisheadphones on because he forgot to remove them; he wanted them tounderstand it happened a lot of times to him too and it was okay

Zen :

his first instinctas he sees his s/o cry is to hold their chin to look into their eyesand wipe their tears away because he hates seeing them cry, but as hedoes so, they avoid his gaze and persistently look at the floor

he’s a little sad attheir actions and immediately thinks he’s done something wrong, likehe forgot a date or came home from work too late and he startsapologizing as he begs them to stop crying

but then, his s/oshakes their head and shows him the soggy pile of fan mail wrapped ina towel

At this, he can onlylook surprised, seeing as he wasn’t expecting this to be the reasonof their tears, meanwhile, they apologize through their sobs and Zentries to calm them down. His hand rubbing their back and promisingthem that it’s okay and it’s nothing to worry about, that he knows itwas an accident and they tried their best to fix everything; afterhearing all this, they stop crying and he gives them the warmest hughe can.

He’s honestly notvery upset about this, of course his fans are important to him andhe’s always so touched by the letters they send him, but he alsoknows that nothing is more important to him than his s/o and theirwell being; and he would never want them to think he could get upsetat them – no matter what they did.

Jaehee :

her s/o knew howrare this dvd of Zen was, and how much Jaehee cherished it; andthat’s why they were even more upset and wary of Jaehee’s reaction

when Jaehee woke upafter hearing a strange sound, she noticed her s/o wasn’t in bed andgot up. As she walked in the living room, she was surprised to seethe scene in front of her; the pastel colored sky could be seenthrough the windows, there was a beautiful bouquet of yellow roses onthe table as well as a tray of pastries, fruits and pancakes, thefamiliar smell of coffee and freshly baked goods wafted around theapartment and sitting on the couch was her s/o.

Before she couldsmile at the sweet attention, she noticed her s/o’s shoulders weretrembling and Jaehee was immediately alarmed at this sight as sheremembered the noise that had startled her; she circled the couch andsaw tears streaming down her s/o’s cheeks as they held broken piecesof a disk in their hands

Seeing this, shedidn’t pay attention to the broken shards and instead worriedlychecked her s/o’s hands for any deep cut or any wound caused from theaccident. After making sure they were unharmed, she gently asked whythey were crying if they weren’t hurt. They guiltily showed Jaeheethe box of the dvd and started apologizing endlessly.

Jaehee was sad asshe looked at the broken pieces of her most prized possession, butshe didn’t think it was bad enough to cry over it and ruin such asweet morning; she gathered the shards and set them aside beforesitting next to her s/o and holding their waist, reassuring them itwas nothing important and that she had made 3 copies of the dvdanyway; she was much more interested in enjoying a deliciousbreakfast with her s/o than watching a dvd she already knew by heart.

Jumin :

Jumin wasn’t one tocare about material things as they could always be replaced; but ifthey had a sentimental value, then it was a different matter and hiss/o could only angrily blame themselves as they stared at the brokenpicture frame on the ground. 

They had accidentally bumped into thesmall table of the living room while they were playing with Elizabethand the frame had fallen to the ground, the glass shattering inpieces and the picture, a photo of V, Rika and Jumin in happiertimes;  had been scratched by the shards and was left with a fewwhite lines over their smiling faces.

Despite their angerand their tears blurring their vision, they cleaned up the glass onthe floor to make sure Elizabeth wouldn’t walk on it but theycouldn’t clean the scratches on the picture and as they thought ofhow irreplaceable this item was, because of how old the picture wasand how precious the memory it held must be to Jumin, they felt evenmore upset with themselves and how powerless they were to fix theirmistake.

Jumin came home fromwork to a crying s/o, holding their head in their hands whileElizabeth looked at them, rubbing her face against their arm as anattempt to comfort them. 

He quickly approached his s/o and before hecould ask why they were crying, he noticed the photo on the table andrecognized it as the one who was always on the small table in thecorner of the room. As he saw the glassless frame on the table andthe scratches on the picture, he could guess what had happenedwithout asking.

With an almost fondsmile, he sat by his s/o and kissed their forehead, laughing a littleat how upset they were for something that didn’t mean much to himanymore. He took their hands in his and told them he had beenthinking of removing the picture, seeing as it brought a bitter tastein his mouth to look at it now, but had never had the courage to doso; that he didn’t want to think of those times any longer and thatif anything, he was happy at the opportunity this gave him to finallyhave a picture of him, his s/o and V on that table, as it would meanmore to him than the older picture ever did.

707 : (post 707’sgood ending I guess? Kinda?)

If they had brokenanything else; one of his figure, or a computer, or his headphones,or even one of his toys; it would have been fine and replaceable andSeven wouldn’t have even cared but no.. They had to break the floppydisk which held the only pictures he had of Saeran. 

They knew hewouldn’t have made a copy on his computer, in fear that someone couldfind them and put Saeran in danger. They couldn’t even blame anyonebut themselves for stepping on it, even though Seven’s house was amess and he had left the floppy disk lying around on the floor, theystill thought they should have been more careful and none of thiswould have happened.

And now they had tosit there, waiting for him to come back because they had no idea howto fix this – if it could even be fixed – and google wasn’treally helping since no one had really tried fixing a floppy disksince the early 2000. This left them even more upset as they startedto doubt that anything could be done about this.

Seven came back halfan hour later, and his s/o – upon hearing the door speak in Arabic– started crying again as their frustration and fear rose again,knowing they had to tell him now what had happened. He walked in andlooked at his s/o, whose eyes were red and puffy, and made anover-dramatic gasp, dropping the box he had in his hands and sprintedto his s/o before letting himself fall on top of them, the couplefalling backwards on the sofa. 

He asked why they were crying and asthey quietly admitted breaking the floppy disk, he answered with asimple ‘I know’ and told them he had seen it on the camera feed onhis phone. He looked to the side and his s/o felt even worse thanthey did before until he smirked and started tickling them, assertingthat their punishment would be to endure the tickle-torture for anindefinite amount of time.

His s/o tried tomake him stop to understand why he wasn’t that affected by the lossof those pictures of Saeran, and he looked mischievously at the boxhe had dropped earlier; running to pick it up, he held with atriumphant smile a dozen of pictures he had just taken with hisbrother, most of them in goofy photobooths where you can add stickersand texts on the pictures, and most of them with a sulking Saeranglaring at a laughing Saeyoung. 

He explained that, after seeing thebroken floppy disk, he had a good excuse to drag his brother with himto take pictures together and that these pictures felt more real thanthe ones of Saeran as a child, because this time, they were together.

[cosmosogler]

hello friends. i didn’t sleep well last night at all. i’ve felt sick and dizzy and on edge all day.

got an email from my graduate advisor. it says “please come see me asap.” i’m guessing he wants to talk about my classical mechanics grade. but at least i have the less unacceptable quantum grade to show for it... have i proved i can do it if i keep working hard?

probably not.

i dreamed about adventure time. in the dream i recognized it was because the show is ending and i don’t want it to end. 

i think the business man showed up again. i think he played a more prominent role in this one. maybe that’s why i can’t remember it very well at all. i can never remember any interactions i have with that guy and it’s kind of intimidating. 

but, of course, the intimidation is all in my head. the meaning is all in my head. because he is all in my head, because my dreams are all in my head.

he feels like some kind of separate thing though. i don’t like how he’s been lurking and i don’t like that every time i talk to him i can’t remember anything about it except that i MAYBE interacted with him and the strong feeling that i don’t like him or the way he thinks very much.

kinda wish he’d do something already instead of showing up in the background constantly. but maybe he has done something and i just don’t remember it.

and no, he’s not “this man.” that guy is spooky but i’ve never dreamed about him. this guy has a blurry face and angular features and i haven’t been able to remember any good looks i’ve gotten at him.

anyway i showered and drove over to linda and david’s house. they made waffles again. we talked for a long time. i admitted that my grades weren’t very good and told them about my struggles to make my disability accommodations work and the amount of misinformation that gets spread around the physics department. they talked about their careers as teachers. we talked a little bit about politics but i wanted to talk more about my worries about what kind of information i’m getting and what kind of story that tells. the “political divide” has become such that it feels like i’m living on a different planet than people who don’t share my ideology and i wonder if facebook algorithms and google and all that have put me into my own echo box without my noticing. 

the conversation came about because we were talking about our very special racist guest back in october, and the financial repercussions of hosting a “free speech” event that my school had no interest in hosting.

they also showed me a really funny chain email video they’d received about a “millennial” interviewing for a job. i felt, like, my teeth grind in anger as i watched it? i think i was offended? have i ever even felt offended before??

they said it was really well acted and it was satire and all that and then while we were chatting on the couch i noticed linda and david falling back on those caricatures to describe the young people in their lives. but i felt comfortable challenging them on that a little bit? i mean yeah i agree people can be surprisingly unreasonable, but i also think, they can be surprisingly reasonable? and all these weird new trends come from a place of wanting things to change for everyone rather than selfish laziness.

or at least, a lot of them do. that’s my understanding anyway.

then it was literally like 3 pm and i got a call from gramma about going to the arcade with my cousin for dinner. so i had to drive home real quick. my card didn’t work at the gas station and i called mom about it and she got all huffy about not being able to transfer money to my card. i said “no, i called to ask if i could get cash back later.” 

she said “oh.”

i got to talk to an actual gas station attendant for the first time in my life! that was exciting. and by exciting i mean not boring.

i’m starting to realize that my criteria for “not boring” are WAY lower than most other people’s. like i can keep myself entertained in an empty concrete room on the floor for hours just by trying to remember songs or videos. 

maybe it’s because i spent so much time grounded with nothing to do as a kid? getting kicked out of the house and hanging out outside for several hours a day every summer in the 120+ degree heat? not being able to handle physical activity?

laying in a hospital bed for days with only one movie to watch, and then laying around in the recliner for weeks after that while i waited for my arm to start working again?

maybe my life was very different to other kids’. 

anyway, gramma and grampa picked me up and we went to dave and busters. i played some arcade games with my brother and cousin. he made a rape joke and when i expressed disapproval he didn’t make a similar comment again. maybe he just didn’t see another opportunity. maybe he understood i didn’t like it and stopped saying it for the next hour. i dunno.

the food made me REALLY sick for several hours. my brother said his food wasn’t very good either. i felt like garbage the whole ride home. my brother expressed that he likes having me home, when i told him my flight is tomorrow. he took the opportunity to complain about our sister using the tv so i said “well she lives here too. if she didn’t watch the tv then it wouldn’t get watched.” 

he said he wanted it in his room but mom wouldn’t let him, which was not what i was saying, but he moved off of being angry about our sister, so it’sssss a win.

when i got home i played some logic puzzles and drew out more comic stuff. the ideas looked better in my head. i didn’t like how the first one came out, but i think i talked about that quite a bit on the picture i did post. i’ll have to beef up the dialogue and work on my storyboarding there. and maybe write smaller.

i am trying to hit a balance between “this guy is genuinely hurting and feels bad literally all the time” and “that doesn’t make him not an asshole.” i’d like to take a sort of story direction with that. by the time the games take place we see that his entourage does (for the most part) genuinely like him. so i figure over time he would have to re-teach himself to consider other people’s feelings, and he would manage it well enough to keep these guys on board for his “blow up the universe” plan.

while i was trying to get a design down for queen jaydes in that comic there i looked up all the backstory stuff i never found when i played through the game myself. it’s actually... almost exactly what i was planning anyway?? so i’m kind of relieved i only have to make some minor changes to my timeline.

the game plays up the flashbacks as a real “romeo and juliet” quick-flame romance that escalates really quickly but i wanted to portray something a little more laid-back and, like... healthy? like sure they bring each other goofy little gifts all the time and blumiere really throws his life into this relationship (he needs a Project at all times and learning to be kind is not a bad thing to devote himself to) but they also communicate about issues and bring up boundaries? i dunno. i wanted it to be something that you’d really believe affected both of them so much that this is the driving motivator behind the villain of the game.

ehh i could talk about it for a long time. i think about it in the shower and in the car when i don’t have anything else to do and i have to keep myself entertained.

see? i was going somewhere with that long aside earlier!!!

i had a long... well, i talked at oz at length about why i don’t mention to my classmates that i draw, brought on by something i said to linda and david earlier. i think it’s mostly because i feel guilty when i talk about my art. like i only have so much skill in my life and if i devote it to my art and pokemon and music and cinematography and other hobbies then it gets sucked out of physics. and physics is important to me, but it’s hard to express myself through physics. it’s easier to stuff myself into little blue demon men to express my emotions. and i have a lot of emotions.

i know that my physics skills suffer when i go a long time without practicing. that’s... true. i have so much anxiety about it that when i take a break i end up taking a LONG break. too long. it’s so stressful... i’d be so much better at it if i wasn’t so nervous all the time. i know this. 

maybe the next step there is to be comfortable with my hobbies and how they have a useful place in my life alongside physics, without replacing it.

mom always went on in high school about how i was drawing “INSTEAD” of doing schoolwork. maybe that’s where i got the idea from. i dunno.

something good that happened today.......... ehhhh. i need to do some stuff before bed and it’s 11:45. i visited with everyone that i had the opportunity to, this break. i got my ipod set up and more or less squared away. i have to figure out how to remotely deposit a check still, and i need to pack, but that won’t take too long, and it’s not hard.

so i guess i’ll grab my ipod and get to work there. i’ll have to jot down some notes for the comic to make sure i don’t forget what i wanna do. the flight isn’t going to be a good time to work on it considering how self conscious i am... i can catch up on the adventure zone instead. 

[steelfeathersnn]

Interview with Niels part 2..enjoy! He talks urban sprawl, terrorism, and a bit about writing and his albums (oh yea, he talks about baron too!) Interviewer = I Niels = N I: This week’s Östgöta-hit, now you didn’t see this, but the guitar swung a little bit at the end there, Niels Nielsen in the studio, and you could say we heard an acoustic variant of “Urban Sprawl begin”. Uh, I'll give a little applause here too, It's just me in the studio here, so it's a little bit smaller than Rock am Ring or what the name is in Germany. N: Yeah, everyone counts! I: Yeah well that’s good, you’ve gotten a lot of great feedback on the sound on this song, it gets you going- Maybe the lyrics need a bit of explaining, you know, Urban Sprawl, “Utglesning” in Swedish? N: Yes exactly, I encountered that in a documentary about the United States, where the phenomenon might’ve started a little earlier, but now we are here and there’s a lot of documentaries and such about how the sparsely populated areas die and we move to the cities. And then we have an effect that we ... We have to get into the cities and then we’ve still driven out all the small retailers and built large malls, so we still have to get in the car and drive out of the cities to do our shopping so it’s twice as bad, we destroy the rural countryside and move in and then we will still get in the car and- I don’t know I don’t like that... I: Hehe, drive to Walmart and such.... N: Yeah exactly, and we have like, yeah we go about and- So it’s like that in Sweden too. Stop that! I: You’re from Åtvidaberg… N: Yes. I: Do you recognize this phenomena, like in your vicinity? N: Eeh, yeah… But I think like… Ehhm, I think that in Norrköping that we kind of… It’s getting more and more standardized… It’s… And now, well…. You should be careful about throwing stones like this but I think it’s more fun when there’s slightly more unique small shops and stores, that they get to exist- But we seem to be going towards that everything should be standardized and I think that’s a damn pity, and I think it’s… It’s not just about retail either, it goes for everything. I: How is it in the music industry? Me, myself I worked with music software for many years and for a while everything was from big companies, and then all of a sudden everything’s being released from small ones! Everything was firms. How about that? N: I mean, yes, I work with so many different artists, big and small and, ehh… The music industry, I think it benefits a lot, there I think there’s a lot of room, especially because of the internet, like that a guy or girl somewhere can make a product that can go global, so there I definitely think.... I like that, you know. Ehh, but at the same time it’s hard for everyone to have a breakthrough, if you make music, or work with music software or selling guitars or whatever you do. I: But you like that, in comparison to the urban sprawl in the cities? N: Yes, precisely. I: You released an album in October, that song was from it. N: Mm! I: Paramount people, the dark sides of humanity seems to be a theme for this one? N: Mmm… Yeah so I, *cough* I haven’t made an album for quite a while but I’ve made a lot of albums and all albums have been more of a mishmash of songs that I’ve made under a period of time, but now I was writing for a pretty long time. I was out travelling a lot at that point, like with these bands I’ve been working with, and seen the US and I’ve seen a majority of Europe and we were for example in the US around the presidential Election and no one could’ve imagined in their wildest fantasies that the man that won actually would, and then he does and then that’s of a pretty enormous importance for the entire world, not to mention americans and that was sort of the first time that I said- Ehh, now I’m not exactly the first person to criticise politicians or, well, things like these but, for me it was sort of new to quit writing about myself, that I maybe feel like this or that, that I’m happy or sad, and start writing about bigger things than myself. I: Are you concerned about humanity and what’s going on in the world? N: Yeah, I… I am, I mean you have to think positively but, it’s like… We have problems in Sweden too, and above all I think it’s become such a trend to be stupid, like, to be writing idiocies on social media, going out and just going: “Everyone thinks like this!” But they don’t, it’s just you who think like that, that’s your opinion. It’s so easy to express yourself and tell people that you speak for a majority when you actually don’t. I don’t think it’s cool to be an idiot. I think you should be nice. I: And you speak in music? N: I do, I do the best I can. I: Ehh, you were playing with In Flames in Germany this summer, with a supposed terrorist threat at the festival? N: Mm… I: Had to be evacuated. You’d already stepped off the stage by then? N: We'd stepped off the stage. I was brewing coffee next to Gallagher, one of the Oasis-brothers… I was completely starstruck. Ehhm, yeah then we were locked in for a pretty long time… 6 hours I think and that was weird because, we could only follow it through swedish media. Like I got a text from my parents who were like: “What’s going on?” And we… we were just eating, we didn't know we were locked in. And then it was sorta, it became pretty apparent of… of how easy it can be to cause trouble. I: But has this affected you someway- I mean if you'd be going out on stage today? N: No, we were on tour when this happened in Paris, we went to Paris and we played there three weeks after the attack happened there so then I think it was more apparent. There were a lot of armed guards, and we- outside of one show there was a tank that like stood by the entrance and at that point you know it was sort of uncomfortable, then… then crazily enough you get used to it, like that things happen. That's not a positive thing, but it does make it a little easier to not think about it. I: We're gonna talk about something way nicer I think. N: Mm. I: Your dog! N: Mm! I: Because often if one searches for you online it's not always you who turn up. N: Naah… I: It's also your dog! N: Yes, I have… I: Do tell! This dog, how does it come into the picture? N: Yeah I don’t have any hobbies, and I don’t do anything outside of music, and I often get the question: “But like don’t you have any hobby?” Nah, and I’ve never had a pet either, but then we were asked if we wanted to adopt, me and my partner, a 5-year-old dog. And without thinking we said yes, so he moved in after two days! And that's the absolute best thing that's happened to me. *Giggle* I get a lot of exercise and also… It's become my absolute all-in hobby, so I'm trying to teach him tricks and play concerts for him during the days and such. I: Is it with you in the studio, I'm thinking, if you're gonna record with some band and then the dog starts barking? N: Ah but he lies on my feet usually. I: And is quiet? N: Yeah, he can get… He can get pretty excited when you play guitar. *Both chuckle* I: You have the guitar here, we heard “Urban sprawl begin” just a minute ago- you have another song to play? N: Mm! “Funeral Home Star”, ehh… Which isn't on the album, which hasn't been released, which no one has heard, but I was thinking I could... I: So this is the release? *Excited* N: This is the release. I: P4 Östergötland, release of “Funeral Home Star”, with Niels Nielsen N: Yes. I: How exciting, then you'll have to change microphone here once more. Sit down by the guitar. First time we hear this one then. All of you that follow Niels, he's done ten albums in the past, but this song is new. [FUNERAL HOME STAR] I: I'll give a mini-applause here, there's probably applauding from other places for Niels Nielsen, “Funeral Home Star”. A song that apparently isn't on the new album. N: No. I: It was the first time it was performed live, how did it feel? N: Yeah but it'll go on the next album. Now we've established the single for the next album- That'll work. I: You said- you write a lot? N: Yeah I'm writing all the time and I write lyrics and music and sometimes you're just sitting and messing around on the computer and come up with something so, I have like a giant catalogue and then I just grab 10 songs that look good, then I make an album now and then. Now I'm a little behind since it was 5 years ago since last, so now I've got 4 albums or something lying there so there'll be another release by spring, is the plan, but it… we'll see… Now I've just released this one so maybe I'll calm down, heh. I: Now you're here in the studio and playing music but in general, like… considering how much you've released and how much you do and you say it's lying and waiting. You said it yourself here earlier that: ah, I mean you release them you know and they just go out, the tracks, and then it's done, or? N: Ahh, it’s a bit like that… Traditionally speaking; I guess when you make an album you’re supposed to go out and do shows and do promotion, but for me it’s… My solo project has always only been just… Fun to release songs and then it’s gonna go the way it does. And I’m already working with music full time, and then you get to experience tours and such, that part of the music life- I don’t really need it when I’m doing my solo-thing. The best part is after all when I’m sitting there writing and recording, so yeah… I: That’s so nice, it becomes so positively backwards in a way, because a lot of people write music to reach those big stages, but you’ve been there already. N: Yes, and I think quite early, when I was pretty young, they were like, “the death of record label companies”, and you’d get so imprinted with the knowledge that it won’t be possible to get a record deal, and it won't work, and then enter the rise of streaming and similar that make it… Like I have listeners all over the world, I mean there aren’t tons of them, but they are in Japan, and Mexico, and Colombia, and wherever it is, and then you can reach out to them but there’s no logic in going to Colombia to play in front of 7 people, but… But they, now and then they get an album, and that’s fun! I: Lovely! Maybe I should say hello to them now, I don’t know if they’ll listen to Sweden's Radio- N: Oh, guaranteed that they will! I: What do you say, hola? N: Hola. Hola Colombia! I: Ehh, the future then? How does it look? What do you think? N: Yes, Now, we're leaving with In Flames, then in two weeks we'll start a big Europe tour so then that’s until Christmas, yeah Christmas Eve probably, then to Globen and Skandinavium and stuff like that, and then all of Europe. And then... I’m working a bit with Dead Soul, my ... my band that I have with Anders Landelius and we haven’t done anything for a while now. We took a little break. We were out touring for quite a while, but maybe we should start thinking about meeting up and doing something, we’ll see and otherwise it’s just what comes my way, and now I'm mixing for a guy from Linköping and it's just as fun as playing with In Flames. I: And when you’re not making music or working, what are you doing? N: Then I’m out walking Baron. I: Ah, the dog? Lovely! Last question now: The dream project you have not yet started? N: The dream project would be Thom Yorke on song, Thom Yorke from Radiohead. And Beck would play all other instruments. And I would just sit on the couch in the back and hang out. I: Maybe you could’ve written the song? N: Yes, I could have written the song. I: We'll see if it's going to be a reality, the internet is big as established, everyone’s listening to everyone. N: Exactly. I: Hello Thom Yorke, by the way! Ehh, I’d like to thank you so much for coming today and for the performances in the studio. N: Thank you too! I: And good luck in the future, Niels Nielsen.

[showingthroughtome]

7: june 23rd

Instead of taking it as a joke, Jess replies with genuine, flirty inquiry, “Really? You could stop Carly?”

Harry raises his shoulders, and humbly gestures, “Maybe.”

“Alright.” She agrees, crossing her arms and challenges him. The ball is in his court so now it isn’t up to her  which direction things go - if only for this one situation.

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Neither Harry nor Jess end up going through with their little sabotaging plans. On a very basic level, it turns out that they don’t really dislike camping, or the woods. They’ve always loved being outdoors, getting into little adventures in the park where they can feed the ducks, going down one of the trails that lead them into a forested area, only to have them both running back to their moms to get checked for ticks an hour later. The only differences between that and camping are that they're there much longer and they have to check for their own ticks. Which, they don't mind enough to want to go home - definitely not more than they liked being with their friends, recklessly drinking alcohol they had to get their older siblings to buy.  

By the third and final night, Jessica has mastered the art of finding the perfect wood to make a lasting camp fire. It may be too early to determine, but she feels like an expert in the area, bragging about it as she walks back to the campsite with Ben and Carly flanking her sides.

She's swinging a hefty stick around, boasting, “I mean, look at this. This will burn all night if we let it.”

“It’ll be ash in an hour and a half.” Ben holds up his hands, shielding himself from the stick.

“I give it an hour.” Carly, equally unamused, catches it and pulls it from Jessica’s hands.

Ben leans forward to look around her to Carly. “Are we making this a bet?”

“Guys! You’re not very encouraging of my skills!” Jess reaches to retrieve her find, coming up unsuccessful mostly because she is short, but also because Carly is extremely tall.

“Hey, you gotta leave her alone. It’s not her fault she only can reach five feet off the ground.” Harry shouts from beside their fire.

Jessica had been so preoccupied by her stick that she hadn’t even realized they were approaching the rest of their friends - what was she? A dog?

She looks between Harry and Carly who are now having a small stare down - Carly’s hand is still in the air and another one is keeping Jess away from her goal. Harry’s expression is one of playful business while Carly’s face reads pure joy. Harry lifts a finger, pointing sternly.

“Ugh, fine.” Carly lowers her arm and hands over the sturdy piece of wood. “It’s kind of sad to literally hold things over your head.”

Jess nods, sarcastically agreeing. “Yeah, I get it. Kind of like how it is to see you try to find something that is actually flammable.”

As soon as the words are out of her mouth, she takes off into a jog to hide behind a snickering Niall and Harry. Niall holds up one of the skewers him and Harry had been putting hotdogs on and aims it in the direction Jessica had come from. When looking back, she finds out that Carly hasn’t even taken a step towards her yet.

“Chill. I’m not gonna attack you.” Carly claims, hands on hip, playing innocent though everyone knows that's never been true.

Ben comes to her side, throws an arm around her neck and grimaces, “Babe, you do know pranks in the night are the same as attacks?”

“Yeah! Pranks at night especially count as attacks.” Jessica peers around Harry's shoulder, emphasizing her point. If Carly is going to retaliate, she would much rather it happen when one of her senses isn’t fucked any further than it usually is. Jess squeezes Harry’s upper arm so he’ll make his stance on her side known.

“Especially.” He nods, and then points his skewer more directly with the most unalarming frown ever.

“Thanks.” Jess huffs.

Carly drops her few pieces of firewood on the pile and throws up her hands in defeat. “Seriously guys. I can take a joke now without getting angry. You’ll see.”

She swings her arm around Ben’s waist and then the two take a seat on a sleeping bag laid out over the dirt.

“Ben, watch your girl.” Jessica pleads, winking at Carly when they make eye contact and becomingly slightly alarmed when Carly doesn’t return one, seeming actually, a little bit pissed indeed.

Jessica shudders at the thought. She places her firewood right in the flame that’s still lightly burning from the one they started for lunch. Soon enough, it’ll be big enough to roast their dinner.

“Do you think I should worry about that?” She asks the boys even though she knows Carly wont do anything that will actually harm her, perhaps something like a demonic symbol drawn on her forehead in permanent ink or sticking her hand in a cup of warm water so she’ll pee her pants like an anxious eight year old.

“I would be.” Niall shakes his head in grief, remembering, “Last time I joked on Carly, she told every girl that I brought into the apartment that I was a crier.”

“No.” Harry slaps his forehead with pity for his friend, shaking his curls and laughing. “That is undesirable.”

“Dude.” Jessica deflates for the guy, only imagining how awkward the follow up conversation could be to that. No offense, but who wants to hear how emotional someone is at first contact with a friend?

“Ehh, that’s okay.” Niall pats the hand Harry had placed on his shoulder comfortingly. “I did get her back. Apparently she doesn’t like honey more than shaving cream. Weird.” Niall smirks, leaving his friends to think about that as he backs away to do something else.

Harry and Jessica grin at the possibilities then face each other, shaking their heads in regret for the roommates who just signed a lease for another whole year.

“They’ll kill each other.” Jessica jokes in delight at her friend's expense.

“They think they’re actually on a prank show.” Harry agrees with a nod. He swats a bug that flies for his face and then returns more seriously, obviously worried for his best friend, “But, seriously, stay alert. I think she spotted a bee hive earlier.”

“Oh my god, Harry. Shut up.” She pushes him with all her might, heart beating faster at the teasing. With all of her friends making jokes about it, the only thing that keeps her from panicking is the thought - she can take a joke now. Carly isn’t fifteen anymore. She can take one little joke now.

“I guess I could sleep in your tent with you to make sure nothing bad happens.” He offers with a smile, eyes on her red vinyl tent set up right next to his yellow one. Even though it wasn’t planned, every one of them brought their own two person tent, figuring they’d share with someone who forgot their own. Since it was their first camping trip, they all chalked it up to a rookie mistake and enjoyed the breathing room as they slept through those warm summer nights.

It would be a lie to say that she didn’t think about maybe sleeping in the same tent with Harry and what that would do. Would it make things awkward? Would it speed things up? Would it leave them in this limbo?

Instead of taking it as a joke, Jess replies with genuine, flirty inquiry, “Really? You could stop Carly?”

Harry raises his shoulders, and humbly gestures, “Maybe.”

“Alright.” She agrees, crossing her arms and challenges him. The ball is in his court so now it isn’t up to her  which direction things go - if only for this one situation.

“Cause I’ve been thinkin’ ‘bout forever. Oooh.” Nat, coming out of the woods to the right of them, sings, dancing with grooving shoulders as she croons, “Or do you not think so far ahead?”

She stops right next to them, interrupting their not so innocent, flirty banter entirely.

“That is the ultimate shower song… or I guess, slightly-gross-lake-water-hair-washing song.” She exhales and thinks, “Definitely the more accurate title.”

Then she looks between them and cracks a smile, breaking character of Obnoxious Camping Nat.

“Nat, I love you with my entire soul.” Jess claims in her most serious tone, covering her heart and throwing her arm around her fellow short person. With all her attention on Nat, together they walk to a sleeping bag and prepare a hotdog. Once Nat is sat down, she sees that the fire was left to dwindle under the care of her friends so she gets right back up and complains the whole time she stokes the fire.

For the rest of the night, over red cups and shot glasses, Jess catches Harry’s eyes more than a few times. And at the end of the night, she zips her tent up with tipsy fingers, comfortable to be alone because Carly had complained about being tired for a while before she crashed hard hours ago.

authors note:

hiii! im personally not that happy with this chapter. i feel like its not the strongest one ive ever written. imma let you guys who actually read my notes in on a secret: i write a lot of this story while high. i mean, thats when the story came to me so why not? lol a lot of the time that works out for me but idk about this one. this just seems a little choppy. choppy stoned lauren came out and idk how to fix it (or maybe i am just accepting it for what it is lolol??) hopefully you can stay with me for the next one. because man oh man, we are building up to something!

please please please let me know what you think!!!!!!!!

thank you so so so much to @what-comes-from-within for betaing this for me as she does everything i put out these days, she is the bees knees <3

thank you so much for reading!

- lauren

[gabbylight]

Day 7 and 8 and 9

Nothing much happened at day 7 besides playing league. I got two penta’s in two separate games so I’ll take that and apparently I’m bad. At least I’m expanding more now. Played a shit ton of rammus haha

Day 8......

Ehh could be better and could be worse. My ex is back rampaging again after I found out from friend. I might just block her instead to be honest. It’s the best for us since nothing is improving, because her tweets are defensive and full of shit, saying she did a clean up on her phones memory and it’s impossible she went to my Facebook. Which is total bull because little did she know. The password was never changed, been the same as always. So cut your lying shit and stop twisting the story. There’s one thing that I’m lying to prevent an argument but twisting the story is different and don’t say you were only on it on the 31st, you were on it the 30th also.

So what a ghost used your phone and manual reentered everything? Great manipulation tactics. And also you did told me you threw away my pj’s and I have proof of that text. So yeah you Forgot to add that great detail and also I already moved on, I’m literally tired of you. And I was mad that you texted me earlier since I removed you from my contacts and wasn’t hoping to see you on my notifications so unfortunately I memorized your number..........Sure I want to have peace between us but right now I hate you. And like you said I need to prioritize myself first, so since you lied and also told me priorities myself then you can wait. Like how I waited to get one letter from you.

I don’t want anything from you anymore I already threw away our pictures, literally threw away this shit. But I am glad I’m moved on quick, like really quick which surprised me. I guess after talking and venting I saw so much issues and kept saying I believe in this relationship, but in reality I should of just dropped her to be honest, you were a mess in the beginning. Kip that kip this and Francisco that.

Day 9

Had a long conversation with her again, you know she may be busy with her work and shit but damn she took the time to talk to me and it’s really nice to have someone talk till I knocked out. I told her if she needs to sleep you can hang up the call sinc since I’m not forcing her to stay, but damn she came home from work and literally in 20 minutes later she calls me at 1:05 am as I try to removed my CPU and laptops HDD. We talked for hours till she heard me snoring hahaha. I know we ain’t dating yet, but I guess we have a thing I guess, since we got closer. But We just talked so much, like I found out she loves M83; holy shit 8 years of listening to them I never had one person told me they listen to them. Loves 30 seconds, asked me what these Robots are I have in my room. Literally surprised her as I FT how my room got reorganize. (Literally cleanse my room from trash and reorganize a lot of stuff). Told her my sci-fi books need to be here. Then she told me more about her, she wants to get apartment someday and have me in it and have a bookshelf for my books hahah. didn’t know shes a nerd lol, loves aliens. (Wth) Loves space exploration and she even schooled me on lots of exoplanets that I learned incorrectly. She enjoys reading books when she has the chance, loves reading romance books lol. (Guess I’m going to have a date with her in Starbucks fir books haha) like damn dude, impress me more. Of course I didn’t like her during my 4 yrs of hell but still wtf?? And then I guess at 8 am I started to get sleepy and passed out. We literally woke up at 5pm and yelling T me to wake up hahah and even compliment my snoring????? Like man My studying and now talking to her isn’t helping me for shit. But I like it, it’s been to long that I had a girl give me the attention and it’s nice. But I think I might end this with her, there’s nothing bad about Dom. I mean there is but She’s not like her, aggressively mad nor bratty. She’s actually tempered and logical and even respects me. and sure she likes me which she told me last night but she agrees on some of my topics I have at hand but doesn’t appreciate how I love reading War. Which I told her it’s a curse knowledge which my ex doesn’t seem to understand I guess. But there’s to much connections between her and that person. Besides the boring shit, literally in 5 hours I have date with her for ramen, Woodfield more AGAIN and movies late on. And then to her place again, gonna be fun. Gonna bring my switch to smash Hahaah. Anywaaaaaays........

Talked to Masa again and played league with him. Not going to lie I miss playing with him on league. Idk why I had to listen to her, in all of her friends group I like him the most and I trusted him and that includes from all the way to her parents. Something wasn’t up nor suspicious. Now I’m going to talk to Roma and also apologize because it wasn’t her fault for this mess. Not even one bit, she wanted to help and voiced her opinion. Other than that, I finally got mastery 6 for Morgana haha, took me only a week to get her.

I wonder what’s Day 10 gonna be like, I have this vague feeling I’m going to get a gift today for my late birthday. Might as well get her something also, probably a book or a kindle since she doesn’t have one. Idk to be honest, whatever happens I’ll figure it out