#but instead it's we're a poem just feel it we're standing right here

[bookwyrminspiration]

being an older sibling is like. you've never known a life without me. mom yelled at me and it taught her she never wanted to yell at you. I painted my room purple and grey and then you did too. we live in the same house but I haven't spoken to you in months. I don't know your favorite color. I saw it was going to rain so I picked you up from school on my way home so your books wouldn't get wet. i was so worried when you woke up sick when you were three. you don't remember being sick. mom and dad made their worst mistakes with me and I'm glad they didn't make them with you. I'm doing everything for the first time so you won't be in the dark. I don't know any of your friend's names anymore. I used to know them all. if something happens to mom and dad you won't have to worry because everything will fall to me. you don't like to be home alone but even if you don't see me just knowing I'm there makes you feel better. at least that's what mom told me. you still give me jars to open for you because you can't quite get them. I only see you during dinner. i'd never even think about missing one of your concerts. I stand at the counter when I eat and now you do, too. when offered a selection of books you picked the same one I did when i was your age. I'm terrified you compare yourself to me. I love you. I don't know if you like me. I want you to. mom says dinner's ready

[amugoffandoms]

I'm Sorry. I Should've Been Faster.

CW/TW: Suicide (Hanging)

That Sayori and Monika angst no one wanted yet I provided

If you had been faster, you would've saved her.

The mantra rings through my head. It was wrong, I know- And-... and I tried to stop her- I really did. I was too slow-

...

It's been a month since Sayori's suicide.

I remember standing in the club, the realization of what I'd done slowly dawning on me. I- I had to stop Sayori- I had to be quick enough.

The Festival could wait, Sayori, my friend, was going to die and it would be my fault. I- I did this to her-

I ran to her house, somehow knowing exactly where it was despite never being there myself. I rushed through the house, ignoring the always open door for some reason.

There, I stood in front of Sayori's bedroom.

A cold shiver coursed through my body.

"She's... she's just asleep... She always sleeps in." I reminded myself.

...I gently opened the door--

"SAYORI-"

There was Sayori, my best friend, my Vice President... hanging.

Oh, God- OH, GOD, WHAT HAVE I DONE-

I stared in horror as her body just... swayed in the breeze.

Her eyes were dark, lifeless.

Oh, God- I've done it. I killed Sayori.

My body began to move on its own as I slowly untied Sayori's body, she was alive before, oh my God. Sayori from the roof.

When her limp body Sayori was finally into my arms - she's cold, she's gone- she's gone, oh God - I stared at what I've done.

I... killed her. Why did I...

My gaze slowly slipped towards her hands. They were bloody.

Her neck was as well- oh my God, she tried to save herself-

She could've- She could've-

As my mind ran through the infinite possibilities, Sayori's cold, dead eyes stared back, and the urge to discard all of my insides grew stronger.

I couldn't take the guilt of killing my best friend and her lifeless eyes staring back, so I had turned away and coughed up my insides into a nearby trashcan.

God- I can't- What do I-

How do I even...?

...

And, there, I stayed there.

...I killed her and I had to acknowledge that.

Eventually, the club caught wind of what happened to Sayori and they... they took some time off as well.

They'd hate me if they knew I killed Sayori.

...And, maybe eventually, I'll have to come clean and be fine with that.

But, not today.

Today is our first day back as a full not full, Sayori is dead. I killed her. club.

Everyone is off, but they still try to make an effort to be "normal."

Yuri is trying to read her book and Natsuki is reading her Manga.

We haven't written poems. I didn't want to.

It's a Sayori thing and it feels wrong to do without her.

...So, instead, I'm at the teacher's desk, in my thoughts about killing my Vice President, my friend, Sayori.

I fiddle with a pen.

"...Yo, Earth to Monika, are you okay?" I look up from my desk and find Natsuki and Yuri looking back at me.

"Yes, yeah. I'm fine, don't even worry about me." That wasn't at all convincing. Yuri and Natsuki exchange a glance.

"Monika, if this is about... Sayori's passing... We understand. You can take time off or you can talk to us."

I can't talk to them. They'll know I killed her and held her dead body in my arms.

"No, it's fine, seriously." I wave it off.

Natsuki slams a hand onto the table. "Monika, you can grieve as well. We all are. You don't have to become closed off from the world because of this. We all lost Sayori. We'll be right here with you."

...I... I can't win, can I?

I stop playing with the pen.

"Monika, I have to agree with Natsuki. Please... this isn't some debate you have to win; this is your... our best friend's passing. We understand. Just take a break, please."

"...okay."

Yuri nods. "We can work through it together, if you'd like...? We're all still struggling in our own ways."

"I think Sayori would like that." A small smile appears on Yuri and Natsuki's face.

"She would," Natsuki nods. "We can go take a walk and pick some flowers for her... or, like, bake something she'd like... I don't know."

"Sure, we can bake something she'd like... maybe after we go pick some flowers...?" I weakly suggest.

"That would be wonderful. We can go now, if you'd like?" I nod.

"That's fine with me, Yuri."

Yuri and Natsuki pack up and begin to leave the room.

"Um... girls...?"

Yuri and Natsuki turn to look at me.

"Is there something wrong, Monika?" Yuri asks.

"...No, no... I just wanted to say..." I take a deep breath as I stand up. "I'm sorry."

[bluewinnerangel]

Canyon Moon = Joni Mitchell's Carey

This kinda became a bigger than anticipated Harry's Fine Line x Joni Mitchell collection, but with emphasis on Canyon Moon x Carey. A lot of bits have been posted before as part of a bigger Canyon Moon analysis but I just wanted to extract the Carey bit because it's been a while and I still just love it so so so much. I'm also gonna go as far as my brain will let me to attack you with as many parallels with her music as possible (it's a lot)

Canyon Moon lyric breakdown x Joni Mitchell (mainly Carey), how Harry has talked about it, and more parallels under the cut:

Someone else can pay close attention and come back to tell me how beautiful this all is and how the sentiments all nicely align and stuff, I'm just gonna go what I do best and dumbdumb point at similar keywords instead and you can see the beauty in the words as we go without my describing it because I do not know how have fun:

You gotta see it to believe it Sky never looked so blue

Okay keep cloudless skies in mind, I'll go over it later

We're not starting off strong here, because this is generic af to mention blue skies or even just a color, but if he's really channeling Joni Mitchell's Blue and her being the lady of the Canyon in here, which I think he is, the mention of Blue not just here but in 2 contexts with the "doors yellow broken blue" later on in the song is a nice little nudge right? Blue is full of blue (girl you're going in circles). Most of her songs mention blue, often to describe feeling low.

With these parallels I'm keeping in a lot of surrounding text just because I love it all too much. "blue" (word) lines in Blue (the album):

Then we both get so blue (followed by: I am on a lonely road and I am traveling) - All I Want

We don't need no piece of paper from the city hall keeping us tied and true. My old man keeping away my blues. He's my sunshine in the morning, he's my fireworks at the end of the day - My Old Man

He went to California hearing that everything's warmer there so you write him a letter and say, "Her eyes are blue" He sends you a poem and she's lost to you. Little green - Little Green

[interestingly no Blue in Carey]

Just the entirety of the song Blue but: Blue, songs are like tattoos, You know I've been to sea before, Crown and anchor me or let me sail away // Blue, I love you - Blue

And the streets are full of strangers, All the news of home you read just give you the blues - California.

And that's just side 1 of Blue.

So hard to leave it That's what I always do

Oh, you know it sure is hard to leave here, Carey But it's really not my home - Carey

So I keep thinking back to A time under the canyon moon

(+You gotta see it to believe it, sky never looked so blue)

Rows and floes of angel hair And ice cream castles in the air And feather canyons everywhere I've looked at clouds that way But now they only block the sun They rain and snow on everyone So many things I would have done But clouds got in my way I've looked at clouds from both sides now From up and down, and still somehow It's cloud illusions I recall I really don't know clouds at all Moons and Junes and Ferris wheels The dizzy dancing way you feel As every fairy tale comes real I've looked at love that way - Both Sides Now

Colors up the sunshine hours Pouring music down the canyon Coloring the sunshine hours They are the ladies of the canyon - Ladies of the Canyon

But there's also just Carey again, as if Canyon Moon is thinking back to the time described in Carey:

The night is a starry dome. And they're playin' that scratchy rock and roll Beneath the Matala Moon - Carey

The world's happy waiting Doors yellow, broken, blue

Okay I'm gonna go a bit cray here, but a parallel is a parallel... so on the album Ladies Of The Canyon you got Blue Boy, that ends in standing in a door, followed by Big Yellow Taxi, with a yellow door:

Lady called the blue boy, love, she took him home // He will come a few times more till he finds a lady statue standing in a door in her door, oh - Blue Boy (I kinda just removed all the context of the song here and I hate it but this post is a book pretty much with all the lyrics my god)

Late last night I heard the screen door slam And a big yellow taxi took away my old man - Big Yellow taxi

I heard Jenny saying "Go get the kids from school"

(there really isn't a parallel here but I'm doing it anyway)

Just a little green like the color when the spring is born There'll be crocuses to bring to school tomorrow - Little Green

I'll be gone too long from you

Maybe it's been too long a time - Carey

Staring at the ceiling Two weeks and I'll be home

Last night I couldn't sleep (Oh, you know it sure is hard to leave here Carey but it's really not my home) - Carey

Carry the feeling

or is it Carey the feeling hmMMMm yeah

yeah

yuh

im good

Through Paris, all through Rome

Maybe I'll go to Amsterdam or maybe I'll go to Rome - Carey

And I miss my clean white linen and my fancy French cologne - Carey

Sitting in a park in Paris, France // But I wouldn't wanna stay here // Oh, but California, California I'm coming home - California

(I'll copypaste a bunch of Paris lyrics later on)

I'm going, oh, I'm going I'm going, oh, I'm going I'm going, oh, I'm going home

Oh, but California, California I'm coming home - California

Quick pause in conversation She plays songs I've never heard An old lover's hippie music Pretends not to know the words

And rent me a grand piano and put some flowers 'round my room But let's not talk about fare-thee-wells now The night is a starry dome. And they're playin' that scratchy rock and roll Beneath the Matala Moon - Carey

Colors up the sunshine hours Pouring music down the canyon Coloring the sunshine hours They are the ladies of the canyon - Ladies of the Canyon

This really reminds me of this live version of Carey:

But besides her quick pauses in conversations, playing her old lover's hippie music pretending not to know the words lol, I just think this is a nod to maybe the people he's met on his journey chasing his inspirations and maybe even more specifically that dulcimer (mentioned in the Rolling Stone bit below) and you know.. all that. If you read the rbit below, it looks like he also brought up Stevie Nicks in regards to this song, and I can't help relate this bit to her as well.

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I'm done making links of which half are probably just not it and are effectively drowning out the bits that very much are it, sucks to be them, anyway, now we're going to the part where he just told us Canyon Moon is Carey's baby. You can hear it, you can see it, but he also pretty much said it. He’s described being obsessed with Blue as being “in a big Joni hole”, and talked about it specifically relating to Canyon Moon. Or at least, it's implied in this Rolling Stone interview as its under that heading there(pasting paste all the mentions here but it's a bit repetitive):

I do think he called Canyon Moon "Crosby, Stills, and Nash on steroids" because of its sound and not necessarily because of the following, but I find it very very interesting how Carey is the only song on Blue with Stills credits:

hmmHMMMmmmm

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Some more Joni related rambling:

His Joni hole seems to date all the way back to at least 2013, with the famous tweet:

Also the way the song’s called Canyon Moon. Even without her mentions of Canyons and Moons in her lyrics I’d of course place my bets on that referring to the Laurel Canyon because of its link with an old lover’s hippie music from the Laurel Canyon and Ladies of the Canyon’s Joni Mitchell.

And man don't you just love the tracklist of Blue, Carey there between My Old Man + Little Green and Blue all fine ALL FINE:

And I just want to point out that Blue is in itself doing this whole trick with colors (blue, green, black, silver and white, and perhaps more notably the lack of others), with the color blue (mostly used to describe loneliness) mentioned in all songs on side 1 with the only exception being Carey.

As for other parallels with this album and Fine Line, there’s loads, perhaps California being second closest to Canyon Moon besides Carey, and also this recurrent mention of café’s (and the way it’s mentioned [in relation to a relationship going (not) well and (not) meeting there kinda thing] just makes me think of the beachwood café line). Then in terms of sound I’d say Canyon Moon comes close to Carey (yep again) and Big Yellow Taxi, which Harry covered:

If you're not sick of the parallels and being all over the place yet (man you got some spare braincells there if you're not) let's just drag in all of fine line:

1. Fine Line x Both Sides Now is a big one.

2. You're something to hang up in a gallery or something:

Tired eyes are the death of me, Mouth full of toothpaste, Before I got to know you, I've got your face, Hung up high in the gallery, Out of this shade - Sunflower vol 6

vs (sorry I'm having a hard time not including any of these lyrics I know it's a lot a lot:)

When I first saw your gallery I liked the ones of ladies. Then you began to hang up me, You studied to portray me, In ice and greens and old blue jeans and naked in the roses, then you got into funny scenes that all your work discloses // "Lady, don't love me now I am dead I am a saint, turn down your bed I have no heart," that's what you said You said, "I can be cruel but let me be gentle with you" // I gave you all my pretty years then we began to weather and I was left to winter here while you went west for pleasure // When I first saw your gallery I liked the ones of ladies but now their faces follow me and all their eyes look shady - The Gallery

3. Golden but we're also caught in a devils bargain requiring an antidote and also we gotta get back to the sunlit garden bro:

Golden, golden, golden, As I open my eyes, Hold it, focus, hoping, Take me back to the light // I can feel it take a hold, I can feel you take control, Of who I am and all I've ever known, Loving you's the antidote - Golden

vs

We are stardust, Billion year old carbon, We are golden, Caught in the devil's bargain and we've got to get ourselves back to the garden - Woodstock

4. Cafe's used as a physical place to describe how a relationship is (no longer) going well:

And I'm well aware I write too many songs about you, And the coffee's out, At the Beachwood Cafe, And it kills me 'cause I know we've run out of things we can say - Falling

vs

He brings me songs to play. He sees me when he pleases I see him in cafes and I only say hello and turn away before his lady knows how much I want to see him, She removes him like a ring to wash her hands, She only brings him out to show her friends, I want to free him - Conversation

Come on down to the Mermaid Café and I will buy you a bottle of wine // Oh Carey, get out your cane I'll put on my finest silver, We'll go to the Mermaid Café Have fun tonight I said, oh, you're a mean old Daddy, but you're out of sight - Carey

And I said, "Constantly in the darkness Where's that at? If you want me I'll be in the bar" - A Case Of You

I don't want nobody comin' over to my table, I got nothing to talk to anybody about, All good dreamers pass this way some day, Hidin' behind bottles in dark cafés, dark cafés, Only a dark cocoon before I get my gorgeous wings and fly away, Only a phase, these dark café days - the Last time I Saw Richard

/ being free:

I deal in dreamers and telephone screamers Lately I wonder what I do it for If I had my way I'd just walk through those doors And wander down the Champs-Élysées Going café to cabaret Thinking how I'll feel when I find That very good friend of mine I was a free man in Paris I felt unfettered and alive Nobody was calling me up for favors No one's future to decide You know I'd go back there tomorrow But for the work I've taken on Stoking the star-maker machinery Behind the popular song - Free Man In Paris

Downtown The dance halls and cafes Feel so wild you could break somebody's heart Just doing the latest dance craze Gail and Louise In those push up brassieres Tight dresses and rhinestone rings Drinking up the band's beers Young love was kissing under bridges Kissing in cars Kissing in cafes - In France They Kiss On Main Street

5. Just songs that scream Harry?

Blue? the song? in its entirety? I absolutely see him drowning himself in this treasure:

Blue

Blue Songs are like tattoos You know I've been to sea before Crown and anchor me Or let me sail away

Hey, blue There is a song for you Ink on a pin Underneath the skin An empty space to fill in

Well, there's so many sinking now You gotta keep thinking You can make it through these waves Acid, booze, and ass Needles, guns, and grass Lots of laughs

Lots of laughs

Everybody's saying that Hell's the hippest way to go Well, I don't think so But I'm gonna take a look around it, though Blue, I love you

Blue, there is a shell for you Inside you'll hear a sigh A foggy lullaby Thеre is your song from me

And CONVERSATION? Don't imagine these songs comforting Harry man I'm crying in a corner. And again, this song has loads of parallels to Canyon Moon. I think, besides Carey, this one's has got to be a huge inspiration as well.

Conversation (from Ladies of the Canyon)

He comes for conversation I comfort him sometimes Comfort and consultation He knows that's what he'll find

I bring him apples and cheeses He brings me songs to play He sees me when he pleases I see him in cafes

And I only say, "Hello" And turn away before his lady knows How much I wanna see him She removes him like a ring To wash her hands She only brings him out to show her friends I wanna free him

Secrets and sharing soda That's how our time began Love is a story, told to a friend It's second hand

But I'll listen to his questions I'll give my answers when they'rе found He says she keeps him guessing But I know shе keeps him down

She speaks in sorry sentences Miraculous repentances I don't believe her Tomorrow he will come to me And he'll speak his sorrows endlessly And he'll ask me why Why can't I leave her?

He comes for conversation I comfort him sometimes Comfort and consultation He knows that's what he'll find He knows that's what he'll find

I'm almost done but, CALIFORNIA? Another one man, really:

California

Sitting in a park in Paris, France Reading the news and it sure looks bad They won't give peace a chance That was just a dream some of us had Still a lot of lands to see But I wouldn't wanna stay here It's too old and cold and settled in its ways here

Oh, but California California, I'm coming home I'm gonna see the folks I dig I'll even kiss a sunset pig California, I'm coming home

I met a redneck on a Grecian isle Who did the goat dance very well He gave me back my smile But he kept my camera to sell Oh, the rogue, the red, red rogue He cooked good omelets and stews And I might have stayed on with him there

But my heart cried out for you, California Oh, California, I'm coming home Oh, make me feel good rock 'n roll band I'm your biggest fan California, I'm coming home

Oh, it gets so lonely When you're walking And the streets are full of strangers All the news of home you read Just give you the blues Just give you the blues

So I bought me a ticket I got on a plane to Spain Went to a party down a red dirt road There were lots of pretty people there Reading Rolling Stone, reading Vogue They said, "How long can you hang around?" I said a week, maybe two Just until my skin turns brown

Then I'm going home to California California, I'm coming home Oh, will you take me as I am? Strung out on another man California, I'm coming home

Oh, it gets so lonely When you're walking And the streets are full of strangers All the news of home you read More about the war And the bloody changes

Oh, will you take me as I am? Will you take me as I am? Will you? Will you take me as I am? Mmm, mmm Take me as I am, mmm

So yeah, Joni Mitchell, man. Good stuff.

[werewolf-witchboy]

Tokoyami Fumikage X Male Reader

Being A Witch Boy And Dating Tokoyami

WARNINGS: none uwu

Being a witch has nothing to do with your quirk, you just like practicing the dark arts and witchy things.

I'm not going to mention what your quirk is, so you can imagine that you have whatever quirk you want, or you can imagine yourself as someone without a quirk.

💀 Tokoyami had been fascinated with your hobby of witchcraft ever since he met you. He was most fascinated with the fact that your actual quirk has nothing to do with how your witchcraft works.

🕯 He had already thought you were cute before, and he had been in that time of his life where he was starting to question his sexuality a little- but after you showed him your witchy interests, he fell hard for you.

💀 He may be a dark and edgy birb boi, but he's also quite shy and awkward. He probably would have never confronted you about his crush if you hadn't told him your feelings for him first.

🕯 When y'all started dating, literally everyone was like "FINALLY!!" cuz it was super obvious that the two of you were meant for each other.

💀 When it comes to what type of witch you are, i'd say you're a witch of all traits.

-You love dark and spooky things, but you also love pastel colors and nature.

-Your room in the class 1A dorm is most likely full of plants, candels, a variety of antiques and trinkets, and shit that you can't buy at stores until it's around Halloween time.

🕯 Tokoyami likes to ask many questions about all of the different types of things you do, and he actually pays attention and is super interested. You'll even teach him some new things, and show him how to do them himself.

💀 You love Dark Shadow as much as you love Tokoyami himself. Though they're both very different in personality, you find them both charming and adorable (despite them both saying they're not "adorable," they're dark and spoopy lmao).

🕯 He also loves your animal familiar.

-Your familiar rarely comes out of your bedroom. Since you're dating Tokoyami, you allow him in your room (which means a lot more than he probably thinks it does, cuz spaces where witches do their magic and recharging are very sacred to them) so he gets to see your familiar quite often.

💀 It's rare for familiars to show affection to anyone that isn't their bonded witch, but your familiar absolutely loves Tokoyami.

-They'll hop onto his lap immediately as soon as he sits down in your room.

🕯 Both you and Tokoyami thrive in the darkness, so there are often times where you both hang around in your dimly lit room cuddled up together just talking all day (or even sometimes laying there in comfortable silence).

-You'll be in there together for so long that all of your friends will start questioning where you're both at, and not even realize that you're just in your room.

💀 He obviously likes you a whole lot, but he's super bad at saying it with words. He's just shy and bashful. BUT THEN DARK SHADOW EXPOSES HIM LMAO-

-You'll be standing there looking super cute, and Tokoyami will just stare at you and want to say something so badly. Then Dark Shadow appears and is all like "wOw yOu'Re sUpEr hOt" and Tokoyami just dies right there in the very spot he's standing cuz he can't believe that just happened.

🕯 That's another thing- Tokoyami stares at you a LOT. He even did it before y'all started dating, but now he doesn't even try to hide it.

-You barely noticed at first, but once you started noticing how often you catch him staring at you, you can't help but tease him a little.

-You'll stare at him back, directly in the eyes, and he'll get super flustered and embarrassed.

-Then to calm him down and make him feel less embarrassed, you'll giggle at his flustered-ness and give him a lil beak kiss...which just makes him even more flustered.

💀 He's definitely the type who wants to be a total romantic, and speak all poem-like to you, and shower you with praises, ect. BUT he gets so flustered when it comes to affection, and second-guesses himself when it comes to his ideas of showing affection.

-He's scared of coming off too strong, or seeming to clingy, or even not doing enough, so he never really gets the chance to act out any of how he wants to show affection- and to top it all off he can't help but be absolutely smitten every time you give him affection of any sort, and he'll not know how to react to it.

🕯 You never call him out on his shyness or how he reacts to your affection, you're not offended with any way he reacts to you. You think it's super cute how innocent he seems when it comes to all of this, and of course you encourage any time he gets a little bit of confidence to hold your hand or compliment you (without the help of Dark Shadow lol).

💀 His feathers get all ruffled when he's flustered, and OMFG it's too cute. 🥺😭

🕯 Something that he loves so much is when you borrow his clothes. Because for him, it's kind of a way to show affection towards you without being super direct about it.

-So him being like "you're cold? here, wear my sweatshirt" translates to "TAKE EVERYTHING FROM ME, KEEP IT FOREVER, I LOVE YOU FJSKDJFHR-"

💀 Don't come @ me- Tokoyami listens to death metal, but he'd totally vibe with something like kpop if you introduced him to it.

-He's definitely a Loona stan.

🕯 Highkey though, now that I think of it- he probably also listens to Joji and Billie Eilish.

-Like, really moody sad boi hours indie music.

-He'd have Will He playing in his headphones, and he'd be all edgy and in his feelings, but he'd also be doing something like baking cookies at the same time lmfao.

-He'd have a playlist named "songs to cry to," but he'd be listening to it while knitting sweaters for puppies or something.

💀 No, you didn't ask me what kind of music that I think Tokoyami listens to, but you got it anyway. Thank you for coming to my Ted Talk.

🕯 If he's at a store, and sees something kinda spooky looking that makes him think of you, he'd quickly get it and think all day of giving it to you, and he'd want to watch you add it to your collection of lil trinkets and antiques.

-....But he'd chicken out so hard I stg.

-This poor baby would rehearse how he'd give it to you in his head over and over again, and then when the time comes to give it to you, he'd get suddenly so tongue-tied and worried if you'd actually like it or not.

-But, of course, you love whatever he gets you every time. Your always super surprised when he gets you something, cuz it's not your birthday or any special day, and you never expect gifts from people.

-Every time you accept a gift from him, you always want to squeal, tackle him, and shower him with kisses- but you resist doing so with all of your being, cuz you know he'd malfunction.

-Instead you very profoundly thank him many times, and give him one especially loving kiss.

-Seeing your extra surprised and happy reaction always relieves him so much, and it makes him want to do it all over again and gift you a whole shop full of trinkets. His lack of hundreds of dollars is the only thing that stops him.

💀 You're the type of person who wears a lot of black, and scatters bright colors here and there within your look. Your style ranges from goth to pastel e-boy.

🕯 You don't like to change other people's styles or tell other people what to wear, but every once in a while, Tokoyami expresses an interest in dressing like you- which you go NUTS over.

-You'll let him borrow your pastel sweaters, and he'll let you put bright colored hairclips in his feathers.

-He now even owns some pastel colored clothing of his own, that you either gifted him or he secretly bought himself at some point.

💀 He used to be shy about changing up his style every once in a while at first. Whenever you'd take pictures of him wearing bright clothes, he'd softly ask you not to show them to any of the others.

-Eventually he became confident enough to go out in public those rare days he'd wear bright colors, and everyone is always super supportive of the different style.

🕯 He had never been in a relationship with another guy before he started dating you.

-He started questioning his sexuality around the time he started high school, but it was never a priority at first because he was more focused on working hard to get into U.A. and thinking about his future being a hero.

-aNd tHeN hE mEt yOu, and now we're here lol.

-ANYWAYS, y'all go to pride parades together.

-Something he isn't shy about is his sexuality, cuz as soon as he realized how he felt about you, he was all in and that was that.

-Y'all go all out for parades with face and body paint, and shirts with your flags on them, and even sometimes bringing signs and flags to hold up and wave around.

-Some of your friends will come with the two of you, whether they're there because they're also lgbtq+ or just because they support it.

-It's the most social the two of you are the entire year, cuz your both introverted lil emos that don't really talk to many people outside of class 1A.

💀 So yeah- I think Tokoyami is highly underrated and I'm extremely soft for him. He's an emo birb boi, what is not to love.

-I believe in emo birb boi supremacy.

-Rise all Tokoyami stans, we shall take over the entire anime world someday.

[ifuckinglovestvincent]

St Vincent: “Pour a Drink, Smoke a Joint... That’s the Vibe”

Ding dong! Daddy's Home

By Johnny Davis

19/03/2021

Annie Clark, known professionally as St Vincent, picked up a guitar aged 12 after being inspired by Jimi Hendrix. During her teens she worked as a roadie and later tour manager for her aunt and uncle, the jazz duo Tuck & Patti. Originally from Oklahoma, she moved to Dallas, Texas when she was seven and later attended the Berklee College of Music in Boston, Massachusetts for three years, before dropping out.

Clark worked as a touring musician with the Polyphonic Spree and Sufjan Stevens, before releasing Marry Me, her first album as St Vincent, in 2007. By her fifth album, 2017’s Masseduction, she had become one of the most celebrated artists in music, the first solo female artist to win a Grammy Award for Best Alternative Album in 20 years.

She became unlikely Daily Mail-fodder around the same time, thanks to an 18-month relationship with Cara Delevingne, and later Kristen Stewart. Her ever-changing music, dressing up-box image and head-spinning well of ideas have seen her compared to David Bowie, Kate Bush and Prince. To complete the notion of her being the "artist's artist", in 2012 she collaborated with David Byrne on the album Love This Giant.

Indeed, she is surely one of few performers today who could stand in for Kurt Cobain with what’s-left-of-Nirvana, performing “Lithium” at their induction into the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame in 2014, as well as cover “Controversy” at a Prince tribute concert in 2020, with such guitar-playing fireworks its author would surely have approved.

Following the glam-influenced pop of Masseduction, St Vincent has performed another stylistic handbrake turn. Complete with a new image – part-Warhol Superstar, part-Cassavetes heroine – she has mined the textures of the music she loved most as a kid: the virtuoso rock of Steely Dan, the clipped funk of Stevie Wonder and blue-eyed soul of mid-Seventies' David Bowie, on her upcoming album, Daddy’s Home.

The title refers to Clark's own father, locked up in Texas for 12 years in 2010, for money laundering in a stock manipulation scheme, one in which he and his co-conspirators cheated 17,000 investors out of £35m. It is also, in typical Clark style, a bit of saucy slang.

Back on the promotional trail, Clark Zoomed in from Los Angeles one morning recently – fully caffeinated and raring to go. “My vices?” she pondered. “Too much coffee, man…”

What question are you already bored of being asked?

There’s not one that’s popping out. There’s no question where I’m like “Oh God, if I ever hear that again, I’ll jump off a building.” I’m chill.

I mention it because prior to releasing your last record you put out a pre-recorded “press conference”, seemingly to pre-empt every inane question the media would throw at you.

It’s so funny. It didn’t really occur like that. Originally that was supposed to be a legit green screen conference. Like, “I’ll just answer these questions ‘cos when they need to have me on ‘The Morning Show’ in Belarus they can have this and put their own graphics behind it”. But then when my friend Carrie Brownstein [collaborator and Sleater-Kinney vocalist-guitarist] and I started writing it and it became very snarky. For some reason it didn’t occur to me that “Oh, that might be off-putting or intimidating to journalists” I just thought "This is silly”. So anyway… I understand.

We're curious about your dad and the American legal system.

I have had a lot of questions about that. For some reason it didn’t occur to me how much I would be answering questions about… my hilarious father!

How do you view his time in prison?

Just that life is long and people are complicated. And that, luckily, there’s a chance for redemption or reconciliation, even after a really crazy traumatic time. And also anybody that has any experience with the American justice system will know this... nobody comes out unscathed.

You recently presented an online MasterClass: "St. Vincent Teaches Creativity & Songwriting". One of the takeaways: “All you need are ears and ideas, and you can make anything happen”. Who’s had the best ideas in music?

Well, you’ve got to give credit to people who were genuinely creating a new style – like if you think of Charlie Parker, arguably he created a new style. This hard bop that was just absolutely impossible to play. It was, like, “Check me out – try to copy me!” So, that’s interesting. I think Brian Eno, for sure, has some great ideas about music – and obviously has made some of the best music. Joni Mitchell – completely singular. I mean: think about that. There are some people who are actually inimitable – like, you couldn’t possibly even try to imitate them.

It’s a brave soul who covers a Joni Mitchell song. Although, apologies if you actually have.

No, I have not. And there’s a reason why not. Come on – Bowie. Bowie never repeated himself. David Byrne also didn’t repeat himself. He took all of his influences of classic songs and the disco that was happening at the time, and the potpourri of downtown New York music from the mid- to late Seventies… and synthesised it into this completely new, other thing. I mean, that’s impressive. Those are the ones we remember.

How hard is it not to repeat yourself?

It’s whether people have the Narcissus thing or not. Like, it’s always got to be a balance where you’re, like, “Well, I need to believe in myself to make something and be liberated. But I can’t look at that pond of my previous work and go ‘Oh you! You’re gorgeous!’” So I don’t go back and listen to things I’ve done. I finished Daddy’s Home in the fall and it was, like, “This is done” and it felt great. I loved the record and it was so fun to make. But what I did immediately afterwards was to write something completely different. But then I don’t know, ‘cos there are people who do the thing that they do just great. And you just want to hear more songs, in the style of the thing that they do great.

Right. No one wants an experimental Ramones album.

Exactly. Or, like, or a Tom Petty record. I don’t want a tone poem from Tom Petty! I want a perfectly constructed, perfectly written completely singalongable three-chord song.

The new album has a very “live” Seventies feel. I’d read that some of the tracks are first takes. Can that be right? It all sounds very complicated.

That’s not right. I should say [rock voice] "Yeah, that’s right, we just jammed…" But, you know, I’ll be honest. There are some vocal takes in there that are first takes. But it really is just the sound of people playing. We get good drum takes. And good bass takes. And I play a bunch of guitar and sitar-guitar. And it’s the sound of a moment in time, certainly. And way more about looseness and groove and feel and vibe than anything else [I’ve done before].

Amazing live albums, virtuoso playing, jamming – those were staples of Seventies music. Have we lost some of that?

I mean, I can wax poetic on that idea for a minute. In the Seventies you had this tremendous sophistication in popular music. Stevie Wonder, Steely Dan and funk and soul and jazz and rock…. and all of the things rolled into one. That was tremendously sophisticated. It just was. There was harmony, there were chord progressions.

What else from that decade appealed to you for Daddy’s Home?

It reminds me of where we are now, I think. So, 1971-1976 in downtown New York, you’ve got the Summer of Love thing and flower children and all the hippy stuff and it’s, like, “Oh yeah, that didn’t work out that well. We’re still in Vietnam. There’s a crazy economic crisis, all kinds of social unrest”. People stood in the proverbial burned-out building. And it reminds me a lot of where we are today, in terms of social unrest, economic uncertainty. A groundswell wanting change... but where that’s headed is yet to be seen. We haven’t fully figured that out. We’re all picking up pieces of the rubble and going “Okay, what do we do with this one? Where do we go with that one?” Being a student of history, that was one of the reasons why I was drawn to that period in history.

Also: that’s the music I’ve listened to more than anything in my entire life. I mean, I was probably the youngest Steely Dan fan. It didn’t make me that popular at sleepovers. People were, like, “I want to listen to C+C Music Factory” and I was, like, “Yeah, but have you heard this solo on [Steely Dan’s] ‘Kid Charlemagne’”? That music is so in me. It’s so in my ears and I feel like I never really went there [making music before]. And I didn’t want to be a tourist about it. It’s just that particular style had a whole lot to teach me. So I wanted to just dig in and find out. Just play with it.

Is there a style of music you don’t like?

That I don’t like?

You're a jazz fan...

I love jazz. Are you kidding me? I was that annoying 14-year-old who was, like, “Yeah, but have you listened to Oliver Nelson’s The Blues and the Abstract Truth?”

I love jazz. Are you kidding me? I was that annoying 14-year-old who was, like, “Yeah, but have you listened to Oliver Nelson’s The Blues and the Abstract Truth?”

That does sound quite precocious for a 14-year-old.

It’s annoying. Just insufferable. [Thinking aloud] What music don’t I like….? Here’s what can happen. And I feel like it’s similar to when an actor has some lines in a script and they’re not very good – not very well-written – so they overcompensate by making it very dramatic and really overplaying it. I would say that is a style of music that I don’t really like. Where somebody has to really oversell it and it all feels… athletic. Instead of musical or touching.

Did you put your lockdown time to constructive use?

If you need any mediocre home renovations done, I’m your girl. It was fun. I did – let’s see now – plumbing, electrical, painting. Luckily there’s YouTube, so you can more or less figure it all out. I did a lot of that stuff and I have to say it was such a nice contrast to working on music all day. Because when you’re working on music you have to create the construct of everything. You’re, like, “I need to make this song. But what is this song?” Everything is this kind of elusive castle in the sky thing. But then, if you go and sand a deck, you’ve done something. It feels really good. And it’s not, like, “What is a deck? And who am I?” You’re just, like, “This is a task and I get to do it and I can see how the mechanism works I understand it it’s not esoteric – it’s simply mechanical". I can do something mechanical. I loved it.

Which bit of DIY are you most pleased with?

Painting the kitchen cabinets. That’s a real job. We’re talking sanding. We’re talking taking things off hinges. We’re talking multiple coats. The whole lacquer-y thing at the end. That. I’m, like, “That looks pretty pro”.

What colour did you go for?

Oh, you know, it’s just a sort of… teal. But classy teal.

Of course.

Yeah. The wallpapering wasn’t as successful. But, you know, that’s fine. So that was really fun. And then I also went down a history rabbit hole. I realised I had some gaps in my knowledge about the Russian Revolution and life under the Iron Curtain and the gulags and Stalin and Lenin. So, I went down that hole. And then I was like “Oh I forgot – I haven’t read any Dostoevsky”. So I have been working on his short stories – which are great. And then Solzhenitsyn I really liked – I mean liked is a strange word to use for The Gulag Archipelago. I read Cancer Ward… All of them. I recommend all of it. And then, before that, it was a big Stasi kick. I can’t remember the last time I had time to brush up on the Russian Revolution.

There’s a lyric on “The Laughing Man”, “If life’s a joke… then I’m dying laughing”. It’s also on your new merchandise. What do you think happens when we die?

Nothing.

This is it?

Yeah. I mean, I understand that it would be comforting to think otherwise. That there might be a special place. It would be nice! The thought’s never really been able to stick for me. I would say that we are made of carbon and then we get subsumed back into the Earth and then eventually we become life again – in the carbon part of our makeup.

Well, that sounds better than an endless void.

I don’t think it would be an endless void.

In what ways are you like your mum and dad?

Let’s see. Well, my mother is a precious angel who has unwavering optimism. She is incredibly intelligent and also very nonjudgmental and able and happy to explore all kinds of possibilities. Saying that, though… it’s sounding not like me at all. I’m like my father in that I think we have very similar tastes in books, films, music and a very similar sense of humour. My mother’s so kind that it’s hard for me to… Her level of kindness and decency is aspirational to me.

How famous are you, on a scale of one to 10?

God, I mean, like, “TikTok Famous” probably a one, right? I’m gonna say – I don’t know about the number system – but I’m going to say I-occasionally-get-a-free-appetiser-sent-over famous. Which is a great place to be.

What do you look for in a date?

It’s been so long since I’ve been on a date. You know, I once read something, it might have been something cheesy on a card, but [it was]: if you don’t like someone, then the way they hold their fork will bother you. But, if you like someone – or love someone – they could spill an entire plate of spaghetti on your lap and you wouldn’t mind.

You play a zillion instruments. What’s the hardest instrument to play?

Well, I can’t play horns or anything like that. The French horn is supposed to be really hard. I don’t like to blag… but I’m an incredible whistler. Like, I can whistle Bach.

Is Bach a particularly tough whistle?

I think… yeah. It’s fast. And noodly.

What’s the first thing you’re going to do when we're out of lockdown?

I’m gonna get a manicure and a pedicure and a massage. Massage from a stranger. Any stranger.

What about a night on the tiles?

I will probably attend a dinner party.

That sounds quite restrained.

It sounds hella boring. Sorry.

Clubbing?

No, I don’t really go to clubs. I think in order to go to clubs you have to be a person who likes to publicly dance. And I don’t publicly dance. I mean I would feel too shy to dance at a wedding. But for some reason I will dance on stage in front of 10,000 people.

That’s why alcohol was invented.

Exactly! But I swear I would reach the point of alcohol sickness before I would be drunk enough to dance.

The effects of drugs on creativity: discuss.

Unreliable. Really unreliable. Sometimes after a day’s work in the studio you’re like, "I’m gonna have shot of tequila and then sing this a few more times, and then play". It’s okay but you peak sort-of quickly. You can’t sustain the level without getting tired. And then I would say that weed just makes me paranoid and useless. Every once in a while some combo of psychedelics can get you someplace. But, for the most part, you either come back to [the work] the next day and you’re, like, “This is garbage” or you get sleepy or hungry or distracted and you’re not really doing anything. I’ve never had opiates. Or coke or whatever. So I don’t know. I can’t speak to that. But with the slightly more G-Rated [American movie classification: All Ages Permitted] thing, it doesn’t really help.

What do you have too many of in your wardrobe?

I’m not a hoarder. I tend to have one thing that I get really obsessed with and then I wear it every day. Some people, having a whole lot of things gives them a sense of safety and security. It gives me anxiety. I can’t think if there’s too much visual noise. If there was a uniform that I could wear every day I would absolutely do that. And at certain times I have.

Like Steve Jobs?

Or, oh God, what’s her name? The Theranos lady… Elizabeth Holmes!

The blood-test-scam lady?

Well, I guess it was unclear how much of it was self-delusion and how much of it was, you know, actual fraud.

Another black turtleneck fan.

And – again, this is unconfirmed – she also adopted a very low voice like this in order to be taken seriously as a CEO.

Like Margaret Thatcher.

Did she have a low voice?

She made hers “less shrill”.

Oh yes. Yes!

What movie makes you cry?

The Lives of Others

That’s a good one.

Right. I rewatched that during my Stasi kick.

I’ll be honest, your lockdown sounds even less fun than everyone else’s.

I mean… Look, I had to educate myself. I went to a music college [Berklee College of Music] where I tried to take the philosophy class and the way that they would talk about it… it was taught by this professor who was from one of the neighbouring colleges in Boston. And it was very clear that he really disliked having to talk Kierkegaard to a bunch of music school kids. He was just so bummed by it. I’m trying to learn, “What’s the deal with Kant?” and he felt he had to explain everything only in musical terms [because he assumed it would be the only thing music students could relate to]. Like, “Well, you know, it’s like when Bob Marley…" I’m, like, “No, no, no! I don’t want that!” So I had to educate myself. This is where its led me.

Where should we ideally listen to Daddy’s Home?

Put it on a turntable. Pour yourself a glass of tequila or bourbon – whatever your favourite hooch is – and smoke a joint and listen to it. I think that’s the vibe.

Daddy’s Home is released on May 14

[munumono]

A Poet's Poem . 03

part 2

• Toji Fushiguro X Reader • part 3

• warnings: gun, stalker, blood, dark (just in case)

• I'm quacking 17 notes + 1 reblog am I dreaming

• Thank. You. So. Fruity. Much.

• Asking you for a virtual date

"I love thee with a heart that shall not die, till the sun grows cold and the stars grow old."

You placed your cup on the table after taking a sip of your beverage. You looked at the man who asked you for a 'tea-coffee' invitation. You sighed at the thought of maybe being at home, making plans for a party night or just laying back and reading prose & poems, or binging on movies instead of having a morning date with a stranger; well, a stranger for now, at most.

"Are you feeling bored?" The man spoke interrupting your thoughts. You quickly shook your head signifying you didn't, but you did feel bored. "Don't worry, it's fine to feel bored." The man said with a genuine smile.

"Do you, do you have something important to do or to ask which involves me?" You spoke. "Just because, I did say no for this tea-coffee invitation of yours, but, you said you have something to show...may I know what is it?" You asked.

"Sure, but first, let me introduce thyself" Backing the chair a bit to stand, he stood up and slightly coughed to clear his voice, which was, apparently just a show off but we're going to let it pass. "Toji Fushiguro, the 'only' good looking staff and receptionist of The Lilies Hotel." He said.

To be honest, you really did find the 'only good looking' part a bit random and funny. You laughed a little. Staying on your seat, you introduced yourself. "Y/N, Y/N S/N."

"A name as pretty as the person!" He exclaimed placing himself onto the seat. You disagreed to that compliment as an act of politeness. "So..." You said. "Oh, I know I know, okay so, these are just few questions if you don't mind me asking." He said and waited for your permission and continued as soon as you gave one.

"Okay so, during the time the gun was with you, did anything strange happen? Like some unknown people happen to follow you or anything?" He questioned.

You thought for a second before replying, "Not really, it was all fine, except the gun. The gun really kept me terrified for days." You answered with a slight laugh towards the ending.

Toji nodded, trying to think of something which you apparently didn't have an idea of. "About the gun, where did you exactly find it?"

"In my bag, after I woke up on the bench outside a coffee shop. I don't really remember how I ended up there, but I kind of feel it's the same gun which I came across the night before; when it was laying under the lamppost on the street."

He nodded again. Staring at the table, he happen to figure out a conclusion. He seemed unsatisfied though. It was pretty hectic for him trying to find the gun for the past days. The gun belonged to him.

Under the mask of a charming staff working at this very hotel, he happened to be a part of something which he didn't want anyone to figure out, especially you. He lived a simple life, until the dusk.

Being an assassin paid him pretty well. The bigger the risk, the bigger the cheque. But the only thing which worried him the most was unintentionally getting people involved in his life, which might lead to things he was too scared to believe. He didn't want his 'after dusk life' to be the reason of someone's...death.

For this reason, he intentionally lose all his contacts with the people he was close with and, avoided being close to someone in the future. But with you, he has barely any choice. The gun along with other weapons he was provided by the very gang, was missing for weeks, making him pause all his assigned missions.

He couldn't let the Superiors know about this, it was risky. Not for him, but for the people he knew, as in colleagues. He leaned back on the chair, staring at the ceiling, multiple thoughts running in his head.

"Excuse me, but, are there anymore questions?" You asked. Snapping out of his thoughts, he looked at you. "Yeah, one last question." A playful smile appeared on his face. "Are you free tonight?" He asked.

You stared at the man for couple of seconds, not knowing what to answer. You definitely didn't want to say 'yes' but for the 'no', you were trying to figure out a proper excuse. Before you could speak, the man stood up exclaiming. "I will take the silence as a yes. Meet you at seven here, then. Enjoy your 'tea - coffee', I have to go get back at work. If you need something do inform me or anyone of the staffs. See you then." He finished his sentence with a wink which complimented his playful grin.

Toji would definitely not want anyone to be involved in his life, but he asked you out for tonight. Undoubtedly, he wasn't doing it all just to impress you, but more of using you for his own very mission he had to pause because of his missing gun. Toji is a man of words. He will finish something he started in any way he can. He didn't know that finding the gun after weeks will also come with a gift, which was you.

Your unknown involvement in this situation made things a lot easier for him. And he wouldn't let the chance go. Even though, he kept his eyes on you if you also happen to be living a 'simple life till dusk ' like him and being a part of the opposite party who had almost caught him the night he lost his gun just in case. Can't let his guards down.

He was surprised you didn't recognize him after both of yours first encounter, or pretended not to. He did recognize you right after the moment he found out where his gun was residing. Noting your time of arrival and departure for work, and all other things just to figure out the best time he can ask you to return his gun.

Thinking you might freak out if he asks about it in person, sending a note was the only option he thought seemed normal. Adding a flower bouquet to it was his habit of 'perfection'.

Now as for how your involvement made things easier for Toji was only known to Toji himself. Whatever he does, but he won't let you get affected by his plan in any sort of way. In short, he will be using you but will be also protecting you which, somehow, doesn't seems to make sense.

[enhaswifi]

its always been you.

pairings: kim sun woo x reader

, yang junwon x f / n

summary: you’ve always been in love with sunoo’s nice personality, everybody in your class knows you have feelings for him, you were apartment neighbors you were childhood friends with him but when his dad started a new life he would always be cold and desperate to meet his father again

EP. 1 : LOVE LETTERS

You were bringing some snacks for Sunoo after packing the snacks you we're on your way to go at the front of your apartment. You checked to see if Sunoo's bike was there but it wasn't. He would always still be outside as normally but he went early. You rushed to school to give the snacks to Sunoo as soon as you arrived you entered the school and went to go looking for Sunoo.

Suddenly you bumped into him. Your eyes was settled over his hazel eyes that was glancing at yours. You handed the snacks and you confessed to him sadly he didn't feel the same way. You told him you would try to find a way to make him feel the same way.

A day passed. You we're running late to class you and Jungwon ran together and you suddenly bumped into Sunoo again. He turned to look back at you. You were making eye contact which made you happy.

Another day passed. You saw Sunoo on his way to grab his bike. You asked him if it's okay to go to school together. He refused but you followed him anyway.

Flash to an embarrassing moment where you knocked over a cleaning bucket over him and he gets mad at you. You claim he never really gets mad at you. Ok back to the present, The only thing that is making it worst is that you have short legs that can't compete with his very long ones and that is making it more harder for you to follow him around.

Here comes your classmate Jungwon and he has been singing the same song over and over again as he believes practice makes perfect. You notice he's actually trying to get your attention but you just keep objecting and ignoring his talent for singing and by the looks of it he is hurt, instead you paste a sticky note on his mouth. What both of you didn't notice is that one of your other classmate F/N is watching him with a loving gaze.

You're classmate started collecting your math homeworks, you realized you haven't done it yet so you grab Jungwon's homework and start copying it. Your classmate was annoyed because you always forget. Sunoo walks into the classroom you pretended it was very easy since he was the top of your class. You went to the staff's room 'cause Mrs. Lee called you.

There were many questions you didn't bother answering. Mrs. Lee told you to try your best. At an unexpected moment Sunoo walks in. You stare at him and felt embarrased. You said sorry to your teacher and left the room.

You were staring at Sunoo at the classroom Jungwon kept touching your shoulder to get your attention and talk to him. He told you that you guys should cut school and go singing. You're other classmate asked if Sunoo was free right now. He asked why. His friends were teasing her if she was interested in Sunoo. You started to feel jealousy. She ignored his friends and asked if he could explain the math formula they learned today. As a nice person he is he agreed.

You started calling Jungwon you asked him if who has a smaller face you or her. He told you she had the smaller face you putted a sticker note with an x on his mouth. He told you it wasn't worth asking and he also told you her head-to-height ratio was one to nine. Jungwon told you that you don't stand a chance. You were annoyed and you putted a bunch of sticker notes on his face.

The next morning comes and as usual you wait for sunoo but as you wait you practice on how to present your homemade lunch to him, you voice out each of your conversation which you say that your less-than-small face is not really a deal breaker. As you kept waiting and waiting you eventually fall asleep and as you were sleeping sunoo comes out and sees you passed out on the bench but he just gets on his bike and goes to school like he saw nothing.

Fast forward to class and you guys are discussing about poetry. The teacher states that a love letter can easily move someone's heart and that gives you ideas. It's currently lunch time and you try to write a love letter but Jungwon suggest he helps you because he's a "expertise". You thought he has received so many love letters because of this but he claims it's because he's good at writing.

Eventually you agree but in one condition, you have to deliver his love letters so that he can help you with your writing skills. He corrects all your mistakes or misspellings. You think it's maybe too much but you just shrug it off and you go and continue your writing.

Another day has come. You read your love letter and you didn't know you were loud so everybody could hear you. Once you were done you heard clapping you turned around and saw it was Sunghoon. He told you that you were scary. You told him to stop evesdropping and go away. He told you he would consider you as a brother. He told you everybody could hear you when you were reading it. You ran away from embarrasment.

F/N was reading a sentence. You were writing something during class as you started writing you blushed and got distracted. Your teacher called you to write on the board what f/n just read. Luckily your seatmate helped you. You started writing on the board. You didn't know how to spell 'balance' everybody started laughing you started to erase every vowel you wrote.

Sunghoon entered the room and he started to spell balance. You knew he was an Ice Skater student after he did the introduction. Mrs. Lee told you and Sunghoon to go back to your seats you went to your seats he started tapping your shoulder. He told you that you guys were classmates and you were saved by my t-shirt Jungwon asked if you guys knew each other. Sunoo was looking at you and started realizing if he had feelings for you.

After that class you soon receive a letter by Jungwon and was asked to deliver it too some girl, as you deliver the letter Jungwon watches somewhere around the corner. You finally found the girl and you were about to give the letter but a boy suddenly snatches it away from your hands. He suddenly reads it out loud and makes fun of it, then suddenly more boys came and they also started to make fun of it. You had enough so you tried to get the letter back but you realized you were too short so they started making fun of you as well, Jungwon comes out and suddenly pulls you aside.

Meanwhile, in your class a student comes in and announces that you and jungwon are fighting with some seniors. Your class and some other students who over heard the announcement came running to see what was happening. F/N was first on the scene and quickly defended her classmates. After all she is the responsible one.

One of the seniors try to hit f/n fortunately sunghoon was there too grab the boys hand and says "Is this necessary? Use your words"

Obviously the teachers saw what was happening. One teacher was about to come but then sunoo suddenly pulls you away, while f/n pulls jungwon's arm and signals too make a run for it.

In the library, You were make heart shape dots in the back of your test paper and the teacher saw what you were doing. What the others didn't know is that you were actually writing a love poem which your teacher is reading out loud, you start to panic as drips of sweat is running down your face. Sunoo was about to interfere but Sunghoon got there first. He was about to speak when the teacher suddenly tells him to go back to training. Sunghoon sits down as he could do nothing about it, all he could do is to listen to Mr. Choi.

Suddenly Sunoo stood up for you 'cause he saw you getting embarrased. He told them that Mr. Choi was violating human rights. It wasn't against the rule to write love letters in class. Mr. Choi got mad and told Sunoo he doesn't get a free pass just because he's the top of the class. He was told to go stand at the back Mr. Choi kept reading suddenly Heeseung realized it was a song so he sang.

Jungwon also sang and the whole class sang together you and f/n was smiling since it was kinda've funny. Mr. Choi kept saying to be quiet but they never listened to him and kept singing. Jungwon ran outside the room with Mr. Choi chasing him. You looked at Sunoo with a smile and he smiled back which gave you butterflies.

You were all writing apology letters and passing it. You looked at Sunoo's apology letter and you told him he looked like he wasn't being sincere. You offered to help him because that was your speciality. He declined your offer and took back his apology letter.

On the other hand Jungwon told f/n that she was amazing while handling the fight earlier. F/n told him the things he should've done before. You agreed while listening to their conversation. You got furious for making you write lyrics Jungwon said sorry and told you that karaoke's is on him. You all declined his offer and made excuses so that you wouldn't go with him.

You checked the time and assumed that Sunoo went to school already but he was getting his bike. He asked you if you were coming and you told him yes. He was gazing at your beaitiful face and asked why you kept smiling. You answered with a excited face and told him you are thrilled to go with him. He rode his bike and kept smiling. You were following him with a bright smile.

- EVEN THOUGH HE DIDN'T RECIEVE A LOVE LETTER FROM YOU. SUNOO FELT LIKE HE REALIZED YOUR FEELINGS.