#chime gen x mc

[wonik1ss]

౨ৎ mc of love ! — taesan han

pairing — idol!taesan x reader song rec : no more - f(x) ( ??? ) warnings ! none ᯤ ^ ㅇ ^ happy reading ! ⸝⸝・ᘏᘏ

prompt : accepting the job as music banks new mc couple was one of the best the best you said yes too

𝜗𝜚 it all started when your manager gave you the dreaded text ‘meeting in room 203’

𝜗𝜚 when you heard you were going to do a collab with a male idol you practically screamed

𝜗𝜚 the company’s recorded the two of you meeting to get some ‘arin & soobin’ footage 

𝜗𝜚 for a good ten minutes you just sat there together

𝜗𝜚 you jumped up when the choreographer told you, you would be dancing to no more by f(x)

𝜗𝜚 taesan only smiled as you both started to learn the choero

𝜗𝜚 trying to build a bridge between boy and girl kpop idols you guys actually touched unlike any collab since the 2nd gen

𝜗𝜚 you both spun eachother around and giggled; the dance reminded you of your trainee days and when you went on about them he just nodded

𝜗𝜚 the first day you both were dressed up in ‘nerds’; you giggled as taesan pushed up his glasses “I don’t really think they needed to dress you up you already look like a nerd” taesan gasped

𝜗𝜚 he ruffled your hair and you gasped, “same goes for you” a stylist ran to fix your hair and taesan bowed as she scolded him

𝜗𝜚 you pushed out your tongue as you heard ‘1 2 3 we are live’

𝜗𝜚 you ran out of frame and so did taesan; you both then walked backwards hitting eachothers backs

𝜗𝜚 “sorry y/n-shi” “no worries no worries.. oh hello !”. you both turned and waved to the camera “looks like we are both magnetic”, as taesan nudged you giggled “seems so ! just like our first stage illit magnetic!”

𝜗𝜚 taesan said the rest of the groups as you tried your best to no cringe at your aeygo

𝜗𝜚 you hit taesan head and he rubbed it why’ll grumbling “what y/n-shi?” “aren’t you forgetting something?” in unison you both said “but lastly turn in, in just a few stages to see our debut performance !”

𝜗𝜚 as you got into position on the bench you inched your hand to taesan’s, he winked as the music came on; in an instant you both began

𝜗𝜚 you felt your mike pack move a lot. you stopped for a second before taesan ran behind you. as you ‘scolded your friend’ taesan fixed you pack and peaked out a few times

𝜗𝜚 you thanked him as he got on one knee and opened the box to reveal a ring bop, you immediately grabbed the ring and turned around taesan straightend his tie and you winked and did your ending fairy

𝜗𝜚 the next day you were barbie and he was ken, you smiled from ear to ear

𝜗𝜚 your group was having their third comeback and where now all blonde it was perfect !

𝜗𝜚 taesan bit his lip at you as you smiled at the screen

𝜗𝜚 as taesan stared loving at you, you started your script “sheesh it’s really hot out here righ ken?” taesan stared for a second before he blinked

𝜗𝜚 “yes barbie ! speaking of sheesh we have babymonster performing their debut sheesh today !” you clapped and moved to the right as e girls waved

𝜗𝜚 they did they’re intro and you chimes in “I’m so happy you guys are here ! it’s so nice to see you again chiquita !” chiquita blushed and bowed and soon the interview came to an end

𝜗𝜚 “good luck y/n-shi” you turned around to thank the girl but were stunned when you saw it was taesan, you thanked him and ran backstage to change

𝜗𝜚 as you danced with your members everything was a blur, so when the song came to and end and the camera landed on you, blushed as you finally founded it and blew a kiss

𝜗𝜚 you were a chef, fisher, fruit and even a cookie before you started falling for taesan

𝜗𝜚 you both started hanging out more around hybe, today you were sitting in on one of their practices for their comeback ‘how?’ you smiled as taesan beamed at you

𝜗𝜚 it was about three months into mcing that you fell for the boy, and a day before he fell in love with you

𝜗𝜚 as taesan walked you to your dorm you stopped fiddling with your keys “y/n-shi” you nodded, and before you knew it his lips were on yours. you felt a hand around your waist and he felt two around his neck

𝜗𝜚 you smiled into the kiss before you felt the door open, you hurriedly broke away

𝜗𝜚 sunhee your leader looked between you two and then ran off with the trash talking about young love

𝜗𝜚 you giggled and then felt a hand cup your cheek “will you-“ “yes!”. taesan smiled and went in for another kiss before your leader dragged you into your dorm

𝜗𝜚 “oh I just changed my screen saver to my cat !” you jumped up and grabbed your phone showing it to your live stream

𝜗𝜚 you squinted confused by the comments, your turned your phone around to see a smiling taesan with your orange tabby, you giggled as your fans went wild

𝜗𝜚 “where the mc’s of love aren’t we?” you giggled as your fans went crazy after your bed moved.. such a cute couple

[kykyonthemoon]

Chime and KyKy :>

drawn by @4-komacery

“In the Arctic Lights” - fanfic by me

Read here: x or x

[nsk96]

You've been crying, I can tell Chime

I'm a little rusty but I hope it came out okay. I know it was supposed to be angst but it became very fluffy, I’m sorry T~T

Deep Memories

A Dragon Raja fan fiction by N.S.K.

The sun is shining brightly above, as the ocean water sparkles along the horizon. The turquoise waves meet the shoreline where the sun’s warm rays dance on the shimmering sand of Chizuru beach.

“We’re here!” Chime exclaims excitedly. MC stands next to him and Chisei approaches behind them, lugging a large beach bag full of sunscreen. Luminous and Erii race towards the edge of the water where Luminous decides to do a toe test. Startled by the coldness of the water, Luminous jumps back and falls into Erii’s arms. She giggles as she hugs him tightly.

“The sun seems really aggressive today,” Chisei says. “Let’s protect ourselves, everyone.” Luminous comes back to the group as Erii silently follows. Chisei then reaches into his bag and whips out sunscreen bottles. He starts handing them out.

“That’s a lot of sunscreen,” MC says.

“It’s my own special mix,” Chisei replies. “It’s a no-tears formula as well.”

“Perfect for our crybaby Luminous,” MC teases. Luminous chuckles.

“Yeah, but we all know that Chime is the biggest crybaby here,” Luminous mischievously replies.

“Be careful what you say, Mr. Lion,” Chime chuckles. Erii taps Luminous on the shoulder and signs.

“What is ‘crybaby’?” Erii signs. Luminous explains to her while Chisei continues to hand out sunscreen.

“Well after the year we had, I think we all can use no-tears,” Chisei says. “I wouldn’t want anyone to get sun burn.”

“Especially me,” Chime, the palest of all, says has he smothers himself in sunscreen. “I’ll burn up if I don’t use enough.”

“Yeah, you got to protect that vampire complexion of yours,” Chisei jokes. MC holds Chime close to her as if to protect him.

“Well, he’s my vampire,” MC says in defense. Chime playfully punches Chisei in his arm and chuckles.

“Don’t forget, brother…though I’m sensitive to the sun, I can still whup your butt.”

“How can I forget…” Chisei replies. “You did stab me once.” Chisei grins innocently.

“Well, you stabbed me first,” Chime says in a high-pitched voice while smiling with squinted eyes.

“If you didn’t go on a killing frenzy, I wouldn’t have to stab you,” Chisei says in an even higher voice.

“If you didn’t abandon me to Osho, I wouldn’t have gone on a killing frenzy,” Chime replies in his highest voice.

“Well if—” Chisei begins to say in such a high voice that it starts to squeak. MC interrupts waving her hands around.

“Guys, that’s in the past now!” MC shouts. “Let’s just enjoy our day off, okay?” Chisei breathes out and smiles.

“You’re right,” he says. “Here, Chime, let me help you with that sunscreen. You seemed to have missed a spot.” Chisei grabs the bottle from him and squeezes a large blob into his hand. After rubbing his hands together, he slaps them hard onto Chime’s arms. The slap being really loud, made Luminous and Erii flinch.

“I'd like to help you apply sunscreen too, brother,” Chime says cheerfully. He takes the bottle from him and squeezes some in his hand. He then slaps his sunscreen-covered hand on Chisei's face. You missed a spot, brother.” The air becomes thick as fury builds within Chisei.

“Umm…” Luminous begins. “We’ll just be over there in the water.” No one notices him as he grabs Erii’s hand. They run off towards the water while Chime and Chisei get ready to fight. MC rushes between the two brothers and holds them away from each other, one hand on Chime and the other on Chisei, as they try to slap-fight. The only thing they could reach was their hands.

After tirelessly slapping each other’s hands, they eventually calm down and MC leads them to the water. The water is freezing but feels soothing over their skin as they dive right in. Erii initiates a splash fight, joyfully throwing water at everyone. Chisei, Chime, and MC join in, splashing her and each other. Chisei and MC begin targeting each other with their splashes. It turns into rough play with them pushing one another and laughing at how easy they move in the water. Chisei, getting carried away with all the fun, dunks MC underwater.

The cold of the water makes her shiver and the pressure of being submerged compresses against MC’s body, dragging in memories of Black Swan Bay. She can feel the explosions, bursting all around her as she drifts into a trance-like nightmare. The echo of gunfire fills her ears as she loses sight of Chisei and the group. All she can see are the missiles coming at her from fighter jets above. The forest around her is set ablaze and the air smells of blood. MC sees Renata jumping between her and a bullet and falling to the ground in front of her. “You have to live,” words delivered with Renata’s last breath before she pushes MC off the cliff.

The fall into the icy water is rough and her arms and legs begin to feel numb from the cold as she sinks. MC’s lungs get tired, and no matter how much she thrashes about, she just continues to sink into the abyss. This is where I die, she says in her mind as exhaustion steps in. Every noise, except the sound of the whales are muffled and the deeper she sinks, the quieter it gets. The silence is numbing, and she stops moving.

Suddenly, MC is pulled out of the water, and out of the depts of her own mind by Chime and Chisei. She gasps for air and screams at the top of her lungs as she finally snaps out of the daymare. What seemed like an hour of hell was only 10 seconds. MC struggles out of their grasp. She dashes out of the water and rushes towards the restroom.

“Why did you do that!” Chime shouts at Chisei. Chime punches him in the arm, making him flinch. “You know she freaks out with water.”

“I’m sorry,” Chisei says. “I got too carried away.” He nervously rubs the back of his neck.

“You have to be careful, Chisei.” He continues to scold Chisei for some time until he storms out of the water and goes out to search for MC.

MC runs into a restroom stall and shuts the door. She leans against the wall and sobs. Her heart is racing, and her head feels numb as she starts to hyperventilate. MC cups her face and cries out all the terror she felt in those previous moments. Breathing deeply, she attempts to calm down. The sounds of people walking in and out of the restroom, the stall doors, and the flushing toilets, help ground her, reminding her where she currently is. MC’s heart slows and she finds herself in a calm state. She exits the stall, wiping her tears away, and then splashes water over her face in front of a sink. Looking up at the mirror, she thinks to herself, I’m okay. I'm back to normal. She leaves the restroom only to suddenly bump into Chime.

“I was just coming to check up on you,” Chime says cheerfully as he places a hand on MC’s shoulder to steady her.

“In the ladies room?” MC asks.

“Pfft! Of course,” Chime scoffs. “I’d brave hundreds of angry women just for you.” They both giggle and MC places her hand on his.

“I’m okay,” she lies. Underneath, her emotions threaten to build up like a storm. “I promise.” MC is close to breaking down again, but she doesn’t want Chime to worry. She hides her storm of emotions behind a sincere smile, but Chime sees right through her.

“You’ve been crying, I can tell,” Chime says.

“What? Pffft no,” MC lies again as she tries to avoid eye contact. “I just needed to calm down. All the excitement got to me, that’s all.” Chime stares down at her.

“You had flashbacks from Black Swan Bay, didn’t you?” he asks as though reading her mind. MC hates how he easily he can do that. He knows her too well.

“Yeah, but I’m fine now,” MC shrugs as her eyes dart around. Today is their day off and she doesn’t want to spoil it for anyone, although, she could really use one of his healing hugs right now. “Let’s get back to everyone. They’re probably worried.” MC turns around and starts to walk away.

As if reading her mind, Chime gently grabs her from behind, pulling her into his embrace with his chest pressing against her back. He plants a tender kiss behind her ear and whispers, “It’s okay…I’m here for you.” MC bursts into tears. She can't help but to turn around and bury her face into his chest.

“It was horrible,” she mumbles into him. Chime chuckles, his warm voice bringing comfort to MC. He gently strokes her hair and rubs her back as they hold each other.

“I can only imagine,” Chime says. He makes shushing sounds to calm her and kisses her head. “I’ll protect you,” he whispers in his soft warm voice. The storm within her subsides.

Chisei, Luminous, and Erii approach. Erii, misreading the situation, immediately runs up to MC and Chime, and hugs them both. MC lets go and turns around to face Erii who gazes at her with an innocent smile.

“Thank you, Erii,” MC says as she pats her on the head. "I really needed that hug.”

“I’m sorry," Chisei says sincerely. "I don't know what I was thinking. I promise I won't do it again".

"I forgive you," MC says sternly. "But if you do something like that again, I’ll stab you like Chime did.”

“Yes ma'am!" Chisei exclaims. They all laugh. Luminous smiles and butts in.

“So, since all is good now, how about some ice cream?”

“Hell yes!" MC shouts.

“It’s on me!” Luminous replies.

“That’s a first!” Chisei remarks. Luminous leads the way to the nearby ice cream stand, with Erii and Chisei trailing behind him. Chime gently grasps MC’s hand, and she looks up to meet his smiling face. Returning a smile, she gazes deeply into his eyes.

"I'm okay now,” MC softly says to him. Chime nods and then leans in for a kiss.

[diavolosthots]

can u do a Solomon piece where him and MC won’t stop quoting memes or super popular songs from the human realm, to the annoyance of the brothers?

Yo sorry this took so long no cap

GEN Z CULTURE ( SOLOMON X GN! READER)

Its kind of become a daily thing, you know? It was just so easy to talk to Solomon since he actually knew what you were talking about. The brothers, and pretty much everyone else in the Devildom, just looked at you two like you were the oddest peas in the pot.

One time, you two facetimed Asmodeus only for half his face to show and for Solomon to start the "When youre in a conference call during Quarantine and cant get the webcam to work." Thing. To say Asmodeus was confused was an understatement and in the end he was more frustrated than enlightened. Then another time Belphegor was in one of his moments and you couldnt help but say, "NASA found that AU where time runs backwards so theres a chance we're all just one of many of us" which led Solomon to nod and chime in with a "the multiverse is real and here is why..." Speech, much to the dismay of Belphegor who seems to be forgotten.

One of the best times ever was when you got Beelzebub to hold a glass full of water to the ceiling with a broom, saying he cant get it down with his hands, he has to either catch a full glass of whatever or risk getting soaked. Not only was Beel fretting, but Lucifer punished both you and Solomon for breaking a glass and watering the kitchen.

Speaking of Lucifer, you and Solomon randomly broke out into a whole show for "Sympathy for the Devil" and Lucifer was not amused. At least you got punished (again) together, right?

Since Satan is such a huge mystery fan, you just yelled "Carol Baskin killed her husband!!!" Randomly one day and got the poor guy confused and trying to get more information, but Solomon just whispered "Tiger King" and ran off with you.

Last but not least, was your annoyance on Mammon and Leviathan. You somehow managed to get them in a room together and blasted "Dont Go Breaking my Heart" over and over again until Levi almost broke Mammon and you two.

Honestly having you and Solomon together is not funny for anyone except for, well, you and Solomon. So many dumb things have led to you two running down the hall together, hand in hand, only to end up in a random dark room together, playing your own special version of "7 Minutes in Heaven" or, well, hell in this case.

[citypoprevival]

what your favorite dragon raja ship says about you ! ( but theyre all my ships )

susie x nono : you are gay and so, so underappreciated. you’ve also read the manhua.

caesar x nono x luminous : you hate love triangles and also think that half the shipping issues in canon can be solved through polyamory. nono has two hands.

johann x luminous : you’ve read the second book of the manhua and or the novels. the scene where luminous sacrifices 1/4th of his life to help johann was pretty gay ngl and not to mention the premise of the fourth book.

johann x luminous x shavee : you’ve read the manhua and your favorite scene in book 2 was the funfair. you cried during the shavee death scene in the manhua and are upset that the game did her dirty like that.

johann x luminous x nono : you either think caesar sucks major ass, or you ship him with your mc. the fact that luminous sacrificed 1/4th of his life for both nono and johann is pretty telling and eyebrow raising.

mc x erii x luminous : you are bisexual. and think that tls couldve been better if mc had more input in the story. you cried at the ending of toyko love story.

mc x chime gen : you like mysterious white haired boys with tragic backstories. 

mc x ruri kazama : you like to suffer, plain and simple. you want to dig herzog up and shoot him again. 

mc x chisei gen : you like to suffer. you plan on killing bondarev. 

chisei x sakura : you think there’s potential but with the questionable translation and writing of the game, you wish some of this stuff was more expanded upon.

mc x renata : the cliffside scenes really got to you. you probably want to throttle z with full force.

[argylemnwrites]

Not My First Choice

Pairing: Bryce Lahela x MC (Cassie Vanderfield)

Book: Open Heart (~1.5 years after the end of Book 1)

Word Count: ~1400

Rating: PG

Summary: Bryce reveals a surprising fact about his past preferences while he and Cassie are teaching some medical students.

Author’s Note: Written for Day 29 of the Choices September Challenge (prompt - Disappointment).

For those that are curious, in the US medical students find out where they will be completing residency through a process called the Match. Students submit lists with their preference for programs where they interviewed, programs submit lists with their preference of the students they interviewed, and a computer algorithm “matches” applicants and programs. All the students find out where they are going on the same day, called Match Day, and most medical schools have a ceremony on that day with unique traditions.

The fourth year med students were frantic. It was one week before rank lists were due, one week before they had to finalize and certify their preferences for residency programs, something that would determine where they would spend the next three to seven years of their training. Cassie could practically feel the tension radiating from the dozens of fourth years when she walked into the classroom, a couple of Tupperware containers tucked under her arm.

A few weeks ago, Cassie had agreed to co-run a suturing workshop for the med students currently enrolled in Capstone, serving as a refresher on some technical skills prior to the start of their intern year in a few shorts months. She was on an elective, so when her program director sent out an email looking for a volunteer from internal med, she’d responded right way. Procedures weren’t exactly her favorite thing in the world, but she did love suturing, always picking up the lacerations during her blocks in the ED. Plus, she figured it wouldn’t hurt to get better at teaching. She had matched for her diagnostics fellowship at Edenbrook, and nearly three years of working with Ethan Ramsey made it clear to her that she should be the one handling most of the teaching responsibilities for their department.

So, here she was, prepared to go over some basic suturing techniques with medical students. Well, her and a gen surg resident. But she was the only resident there at that point, and she didn’t see any reason to wait for someone who may or may not show up, so she called the med students over, handing out the gelatinous models, sutures, needle drivers, and pick ups. The surgical resident was supposed to bring raw chicken for them to practice on as well, but if they didn’t arrive, they would just have to make do with the models.

As Cassie demonstrated the proper size bite to take to a group of students who were hoping to match in peds, the door burst open and in walked Bryce, several grocery bags in his arms.

“Sorry I’m late, you guys. I’m Bryce, your surgical resident; aka the doctor here with actual, real suturing experience,” he called out throwing a wink towards Cassie in the process. “I would have been here sooner, but the lines at Market Basket were way too long. Just give me a couple of minutes to get set up, and then those of you who want to work with real tissue, not that weird crap, can give the chicken a shot.”

Cassie finished up her quick demonstration of a simple stitch, then wandered over to see if Bryce needed any help getting his materials set up. She placed a hand gently on his back, careful not to startle him since he was holding a scalpel.

“This is quite the surprise. Why didn’t you tell me you were gonna be my co-teacher?”

Bryce glanced over at her, throwing her a grin before he got back to the task at hand, slicing lacerations into the chicken breasts for the students to sew up, “I wasn’t supposed to be, but Brittany was in the OR until 4 am last night, so I said I could take care of this while she crashed in a call room. Help me dole out the raw meat?”

As the two of them worked with the students, showing a variety of stitches and with Bryce tossing out the occasional quip about internal med not having enough suturing experience to truly teach, the conversation naturally gravitated to rank lists and Match Day. The students were all anxious, trying to make last minute decisions about how to rank all the programs where they interviewed. Soon, many of the students had all but given up any pretense of caring about practicing suturing, instead pulling out laptops and undoubtedly logging on to edit rank lists.

Cassie felt obligated to redirect them, to refocus them on the task at hand, “Hey now, there’s no point agonizing over your rankings. Something like 75% of applicants match at one of their top three programs, and I can guarantee you all have two or three favorites. I’m guessing most of you will be happy at any of them.”

“And if you don’t get into your top three choices, don’t sweat it. Plenty of good doctors drop further down their rank list, depending on specialty,” Bryce chimed in.

“Are you speaking from experience, Dr. Lahela?” Cassie teased, elbowing Bryce gently. She was shocked when he was silent for a few moments before he responded.

“Pretty much, yeah.”

Cassie tried to keep her shock off her face, but she felt her eyebrows fly up before she could fully control her facial expression. She’d always just assumed that Bryce had ranked Edenbrook highly. She opened her mouth, a million questions ready to pour out, but Bryce caught her eye and shook his head slightly. Cassie nodded. Her curiosity could wait 30 minutes.

And so, she focused on giving feedback on simple interrupted and vertical mattress sutures, correcting use of needle drivers, and teaching how to do an instrument tie. As the med students dropped their used needles in the sharps container, thanking her and Bryce on their way out, Cassie gathered up the tissue models. Walking over to the side of the room, she started loading them into the Tupperware. She could hear Bryce cleaning up behind her, tossing the raw chicken breasts into the trash and washing down the tables and his hands. Eventually, he came up beside her, tossing the unused sutures into the Tupperware as well. 

“Go ahead.”

Cassie looked at Bryce. He was avoiding her eyes, instead looking at the packets of Vicryl he’d just dumped into her containers. “I didn’t mean to bring up a sore subject, Bryce. I never would have teased you if I’d known, especially in front of the students.”

He shrugged, “It’s not a big deal. Surgical match is a lot harder than internal med, so it makes sense your experience was different than mine. Where did you rank Edenbook?”

“It was my number one. Can I ask where you ranked it?”

Bryce paused for just a brief moment, but then he answered clearly and calmly, “Sixth.”

A wave of emotions washed over Cassie. Bryce had wanted to be at five other hospitals before Edenbrook. If Match had gone any better for him, they never would have met. As she tried to come up with the appropriate response, Bryce finally looked at her. He must have seen something in her face that reflected her concern, because he said, “Oh come on, don’t be like that. It was hardly a disappointment. I would have been happy at any of the programs in my top eight. If I’m being honest, the thought of Boston winters probably dropped Edenbrook a couple of slots, so nowhere near as big a deal as you think it is. Come on, let’s get this shit back to the med ed office.”

Bryce grabbed two of the containers, leaving Cassie just one to carry. She flipped the switches, killing the light in the classroom as Bryce stood against the door, holding it open for her. 

“Do you regret that you matched here?” She had to ask the question as they walked toward the elevators.

Bryce smiled and shook his head. “Not for a second,” he responded, bumping his hip lightly against hers.

Cassie let out a small sigh of relief. She didn’t want to be selfish, but the thought that Bryce and her might have never met if things had objectively been better for him with the Match, well it was unsettling. But Bryce was the type to make the best of any situation, and if he was happy with how things had worked out, who was she to question that?

“You wanna grab dinner at that new Thai place tonight?” Bryce asked as Cassie pushed the elevator call button, clearly not interested in dwelling on the past and what ifs. Honestly, it was one of the things that Cassie loved about him. And while he may not have had the greatest luck on Match Day, she liked to think that they’d both gotten pretty lucky finding each other.

Tags: @choicesseptemberchallenge  @mfackenthal @lilyofchoices @thequeenchoices @octobereighth @feartheendlesssummer @tallulahshh @fortunatelywaywardsandwich @dreaming-of-movies @choicesarehard @universallypizzataco @omgjasminesimone @srta-give-me-my-jax-rl

[mfackenthal]

The MFackenthal Show and Cordonian’s Gone Wild!

Anitah: Hello fabulous audience members!  We are so glad you’re here. I know it’s a little early for the show to start, but if you could please try to take your seats quickly and quietly, that would be super helpful.

Alicia: As you all know or can guess, we’re the guest stars for today’s show.  

Pam: But what you don’t know, because Megs doesn’t even know it yet, is that we are taking over today’s show!  

Gen:  So … really, we’re in a bit of a hurry here … we need to start this show before Megs gets on stage.  Can you freaking be seated already?!

Pam:  (whispering loudy to Gen) Yo, asshole, be nice to the audience.  

Anitah, Alicia, Gen, and Pam all take a seat behind or on the desk that Megs often sits behind to start her show.  

Anitah:  Sit, sit, sit, everyone.

Alicia:  Roll the cameras.  

Gen:  counting down using her fingers In 3 … 2 …. 1 …

Pam: Welcome everyone to the Cordonian’s Gone Wild edition of The MFackenthal Show!!!!

Anitah:  You may be wondering where Megs is - don’t worry, she’s in hair and makeup.  She should be out soon.  

Alicia:  For those of you who don’t know, I’m @leelee10898 - You can call me Alicia or Leelee, whatever you want.  This is @ao719 AKA Anitah.

Anitah: The other girls call me Nita so that works too.

Pam:  I’m @speedyoperarascalparty: Pam is my name.

Gen: And I’m @cocomaxley -  Genevieve or Gen or asshole.  Okay party people - Parties are not set up with an audience - so get your butts out of those seats, move your chairs to the left side of the room where the MFackenthal staff will help clear the room and bring in some more comfortable couches.

Anitah:  Then, help yourself to a glass of Maxwell’s Purple concoction.

Pam:  And don’t ask, we’re not allowed to share the recipe.

Alicia:  Seriously, as to what’s in it … just don’t ask.

Gen:  Anyways … everyone get a glass so we can raise a toast.

The audience scrambles out of their seats, following the directions as best as they can.  The whole room is quickly transformed, a disco ball is hung from the center, a dance floor being laid down in the middle of the room, couches are set up around the dance floor and there’s a table stage left with about a dozen punch bowls filled with Maxwell’s Purple Concoction.  

Pam:  Does everyone have a drink?

Anitah:  Everyone, please raise your glass.

Everyone raises their glass. The girls stand center stage - which is now the center of the room - and just as they’re about to raise their glasses, Megs comes walking out.  

Anitah:  To Cordonia!

Pam: And loyal, hot men!

The audience parts for Megs and the room gets quiet.

Alicia:  To … choices?  Why is everyone so quiet?

Gen:  Welcome to your show, Megs!  

All:  To Megs!!!!

The audience:  To Megs!

Pam hands Megs a glass of Maxwell’s drink.  Megs takes it and slowly does a full 360 looking around the room.  

The audience is cheering and clapping loudly.

Megs:  Damn, ladies.  If i didn’t know this was my stage, I’d never recognize it!  Tapping her foot, is this a dance floor?  Is this Maxwell’s purple concoction?  Do you know what’s in it?

The audience: Don’t ask!

Megs:  laughs.  Oooookay … well, the producers are telling me we are already rolling soooo …

Anitah:  So hello Megs and welcome to your show!  

Megs:  Welcome indeed!  Megs takes a sip of the drink and a steadying breath.  So … okay, well …

Gen:  Well, in case it’s not obvious - we’ve taken over your show.  We know what the people want-

Pam:  Don’t worry - we’ll give the people what they want.

Alicia:  So, just take another sip and let us take over.

Megs looks at the girls, shrugs her shoulders, looks around, and takes a seat next to an audience member.  

Megs:  Alright, ladies.  It’s your show.

Anitah:  Oh! That was easier than I thought it would be.  Alrighty!  So … ladies, what do we think the people really want to know?

Megs:  Looking away from the stage and putting a hand over her hand to muffle her voice, she loudly says:  What brought each of you to the fandom? Looking forward and feigning innocence Whoa, who said that?

Gen:  laughing real smooth Megs.

Pam: I was going through Drake withdrawals. It was between books and I needed a fix.

Gen: I found TRR after seeing numerous ads on social media for the Choices app. I spent a ridiculous amount of money to binge TRR book 1 and book 2. Then, like Pam, got super thirsty for Liam, sorry not sorry Anitah! I found AO3 first then after some google searches, I found tumblr.

Anitah: It was a total and complete accident! I was googling something about the game while (im)patiently waiting for a new chapter to be released in book 3 and I saw a link to a fanfic. I had never even been on tumblr before and had zero clue what it even was. But was so glad when I found this glorious fandom!

Alicia: @darley1101. Someone shared a damien fic she wrote on the choices fandom FB page.

Megs:  Oooh - here’s some insider information - @darley1101 has been booked to be on this show in the future.  Hey, so tell us - When did “Cordonian’s Gone Wild” get started?  How did it get started? What’s the real story here?  

Anitah: Seriously Megs - chill!  We’ve taking over!  But, great question!  So we all joined a huge chat group with what...10 other people? Lol. It was pure madness. Pam started writing one shots for people in that chat. Bringing their real selves into fics with their LI’s. And the four of us began talking in a separate chat and one night we were talking about how crazy, ridiculous and fun it would be if we all went to Vegas (with our pretend husbands because the IRL ones aren’t as much fun)

Pam: Or as 🍆

Anitah: So then I wrote One Night In Vegas...and we posted it just for fun and people really seemed to enjoy it. Do any of you remember who or how we got Cordonians Gone Wild?? Because I do not!  lol

Pam: Nope!

Gen: This was Anitah or Pam. I know that. But it worked out because we all had different LI's after I got thirsty for Rashad.

Megs: I wondered how Rashad came in to the picture and had to assume someone latched on to him ... or, don’t be mad ⁨Genevieve⁩ ... he was the “leftover” (straight) male

Gen: Actually this was @boneandfur’s fault. She wrote some Rashad one shots and I loved him after that.

Megs:  Ooooh, I wonder if she wants to be on the show?  Hmmmm...

Anitah: As we were saying … Then as we went on each of us kind of developed these character traits I think (feel free to chime in guys lol) but example...in Mardi Anitah steals the royal jet and that became her thing-  lol - so I always steal the jet and Liam gets pissed (which is exactly what I want)

Gen: Yep! I became the resident asshole which isn't too far off from real life. Actually it's exactly like real life.

Pam: Yea I mean, Pam is based off me. Gen and I realized we used to live right by each other in Illinois before I moved back to Michigan. I'm a marriage and family therapist. Went to Northwestern, so we wrote in Gen and I lived in Chicago together.

Anitah: Well, if I had a jet in real life I'd steal it…

Alicia: Shaking her head like she’s been zoned out … Actually I think I was the one who came up with the name lol. I remember mimicking it after girls gone wild.

Meg starts to get up to ask a question, but Gen is standing behind her and places both hands on Meg’s shoulders to push her back into her seat.

Gen:  If I know Megs, she’d now ask a process question, like How do you decide who writes for what couple?  Or how did you decide? Is it set in stone?

Megs glares up at Gen while she asks the question.  Then she nods and waves Gen back to stage.  

Pam: The couples are set in stone. They are our LI. Some of us are more committed than others..pam and anitah stare down gen and alicia.  Some should cower in shame.

Gen and Alicia appear to be utterly unphased.

Gen: (cackling) I can't help it! I have a soft spot for Mr. Sinclaire!

Anitah: Pam and I are just less adventurous.

Pam: Trust...honesty....FAITHFULNESS!

Anitah and Alicia mock Pam’s words and movements

Alicia: Leo Rhys is my husband and has my heart.... I just have a soft spot for, Colt, Logan, Matt, Adrian, Damien, Earnest.. am I forgetting someone??  Oh yeah Bryce and Beckett.

Pam: Cough..whore..cough

Alicia: sticks up middle finger

Anitah and Gen: continue laughing

Pam: We all write all the couples, but the pairings don’t change...even if avatars do

Gen: She's talking about you Alicia.

Anitah: As far as who writes for what couple, if it’s a group fic we all participate, but each of us writes the respective couple if it’s a one shot or what not.

Gen: Usually someone comes up with an idea and someone else will be like - I'll write it 🙋🏻‍♀️… Or sometimes it's crickets …

The whole stage gets super quiet, everyone seems to be listening for the crickets. Megs gets up and the four girls glare at her.

Megs:  No, no, I got it - your show.  Why don’t you all simply discuss who has read which choices books and what is everyone’s favorite while I go and refill my drink?  

Megs winks to the camera and walks to the table to get a refill.

Anitah: Oh god...there’s such a long list...

Pam: Anitah and I will sit this one out…

Gen: Prudes! I'll say it again, I love Mr. Sinclaire. But I've played AME, Bloodbound, VOS, TCATF, ROE (blah), PM and a bunch of others. But not a lot of the newer ones.

Alicia: Did you seriously just BLAH my husbands book?

Gen: Yes the fuck I did!

Alicia: The only one I have NOT read yet is most wanted. I have started the haunting of braidwood manor, both it lives and passport, but have yet to finish those. Otherwise I have read all books fully released and am up to date on current ones.

Gen: Most Wanted is so good!

Pam: Drake…

Gen: (pats Pam’s hand) We know, Pammy. We know.

Alicia: Some I have read numerous times.... like Ride or Die.... perfect match and blood bound…

Megs has come back to her seat.

Megs: Who is your favorite OTP?

Anitah: Liam x MC

*Everyone looks at Pam waiting for Drammy to be said 👀*

Pam: Drammy! I'm consistent

Alicia: Ah shit ummmmmm ...

Gen: Liam x MC

Alicia: Colt x Ellie

Megs:  Poor Rashad and Leo!  Shakes her head.

Gen: They’re fine.

Alicia:  Oh!  You know what we should talk about?  Ourselves!  Our jobs, our hobbies, our favorite things - what we do when we’re not writing …

Pam:  Okay then … when I’m not writing - I work, play with my kids, I'm a brownie troop leader for my 7 year old, I fantasize about Drake Walker

Gen: Working...always working. Jobs are stupid. And I have this part time gig called a husband and two teenagers.

Anitah: Playing with my kids, being annoyed by my irl hubby and photographer on the side.

Alicia: Be a mom and all the "Mom" stuff that comes along with it..... oh and work...

Megs: And for fun?

Anitah: Photography for fun. I love taking pictures and scoping out new places to take them.

Gen: I used to crochet a lot. I taught myself to cross stitch. I like hobbies that keep me away from electronics.

Alicia: ummm good question. Write?? Crafts. Garden. I actually really didn't know how much I enjoyed it until last year.

Pam: Writing is my favorite past time currently. I also like to do arts and crafts with my kids, cooking..not baking, just to be clear...I like doing home improvement projects, painting, playing with my kids, hanging with my IRL hubs. Also, auditioning for a spot on Nailed It.

Gen: OMG! The first communion cake! It was amazing!

Megs: I should have made you make us a cake to go with this punch, Pam.  Alicia mentioned favorite things … What’s your favorite work that you have written? Feel free to answer this as a group and about your work individually.

Anitah: Definitely NOLA is one of my favorites

Alicia: Same

Gen: NOLA was amazing!

Megs:  And that stands for???  

Anitah: Oh - New Orleans! I didn’t write it but it’s still one of my favorites

Gen: Max hugging Pams feet saying, “don't take my puppy, Bertrand.”

Anitah: Omfg I forgot about that part!

Alicia: NOLA, and Never Give Up.. does rhys smirk. That I've written Amsterdam.

Pam: I loved In Another Life, Amsterdam, Harry Potter

Anitah: I liked In the Doghouse too...it was rough but...angst🤷🏼‍♀

Gen: says the queen of angst.

Pam: Yes!!! Loved Doghouse

Alicia: Ooh and Christmas. With max and the cow

Pam: I liked Naked and Afraid, but it was a bitch to write. Dates was fun too. Hawaii...the dance🤤🤤🤤

Anitah: OMG YESS 😂🤣😂😂

Alicia: the vein

Anitah: (laughing) The vein(s)

Alicia: Yes. But it was the 1st time Leos Rhys’ vein was displayed

Pam: Pony will never be the same

Alicia: Leo naked tackles me in the water

Pam: Yep....Drake’s junk over my face...🤤🤤🤤 Guys...I think I might have an oral fixation. For real.

Alicia: no shit. And i mean that it the nicest way

Pam: I need something else to do with my mouth than suck Drake’s dick

Alicia: Suck his balls?

Pam: That could work...🍊🍊

Gen: And the crazy train just went off the rails…

Megs:  LOL, well - you can find a full listing of their work now showing on the screen here.  

Anitah:  Awh, thanks Megs!  Oh!  The producers are indicating that it’s time for a commercial break.  So we’re all going to refill our drinks and then we have another surprise in store for Megs.  Megs - don’t forget to refill your drink and then join us on stage after these messages.

<Insert a commercial for the sponsor of this and all content:  Choices by Pixelberry.>

The 4 ladies and Megs are now center stage.  Everyone’s glasses have been refilled.  

Pam:  Megs, as the hosts of your show and now that you’re two glasses of purple drink in - we have some questions for you!

Gen: How did you come up with the idea to do these interviews? I think it's awesome because it really helps get to know the other people in the fandom. Oh! And what's your favorite color?

Megs:  The idea behind these interviews came from multiple conversations I had with some friends, especially @tmarie82, @lizeboredom, and @maxattack-powell.  I wanted to give back to this community but I wasn’t inspired to write fanfiction.  So I talked with them about different ways I could give back.  I wanted ways that were non-competitive and ways that I could highlight the work of a specific author or visual artist.  Multiple people mentioned how awkward it could be to reach out and start talking over tumblr but that they were always interested in process and the lives of the artists and I was like - I have no shame in asking all of the questions!  Let me ask and share what I learn.  Then I did a follower post - I think I had maybe 100 followers?  Maybe 150?  People had to enter - so I figured it was self selecting group and I did my first interview.  The Ellen saw my interview and offered me her time slot.

Oh! … and my favorite color is mint green.  

Anitah: How do you read so many fics to do your reviews? It’s amazing that you take all that time to do that and signal boost these writers to the fandom!

Megs: Awh, thanks!  The true answer is two fold.  One - tumblr mobile on my iphone.  Two - I’m a huge nerd.  I wake up and pretty much immediately start reading.  I read in line at the grocery store.  I read while waiting for the programs we use at work to switch between screens - because shit if that doesn’t sometimes take 5 minutes.  Why should I stare at the screen while the wheel of death turns when I can read a couple paragraphs about the men in my life?

Pam: How do you decide what to read? Are writers or fics recommended to you or is it just luck?

Megs:  At this point - tumblr tags probably play a larger than appropriate influence on what I read. I tend to check my notifications first and start there.  I’m a sucker for having a conversation, sharing a joke, or getting a response from another person - be in the author or another fangirl or fanboy.  I definitely take recommendations though.  And, on the off chance that I can just choose what I read, then I go through my feed and see what strikes my fancy.

Alicia: What's your favorite thing you have read so far? And what is your funniest tumblr moment?

Megs: I have no clue what my favorite thing is that I’ve read.  There is so much amazing work … but before I talk about my own funnies - I will mention two stories that had me laughing.  One is by @hellospunkiebrewster called Blackouts and Bad Decisions and let’s just say that Bertrand has a tramp stamp.  If that doesn’t make you laugh - nothing will.  The other one was published far more recently by @laniquelovewrites.  It’s called The Lion Prince and it’s inspired by The Lion King.  I thought it was so funny that I read it to my husband.  Who also thought it was funny.  Hmmmm … as for my funniest tumblr moment … it’s probably been those times when I find a way to make an author’s characters ask for what I want.  Like in this post - where I pretend Ethan and I are changing the clocks in the author’s house so that I can get the next part of the story sooner.  I mean, I think I’m funny at least.

Well ... that’s about all the tim-

Pam: Oh Megs, Megs, Megs, not so fast.  Did you think that our big surprise was asking you questions?  No, the final surprise is yet to come.

Anitah:  Yes, Megs, with the help of your amazing audience, we are going to play …

Alicia:  drum roll please …

Gen:  Never Have I Ever - CGW on the MFackenthal Show edition!

Megs:  shakes her head and smiles So … how does this work?  Like, when do I have to drink?

The four girls look at each other and shrug their shoulders.

Well?  

Pam:  You drink when we tell you to drink.

Gen:  Yeah, down what’s left of that glass and we’ll get you another!

Megs:  laughs … okay, well, I’m already buzzed … uh, can I say that on my show?  … well, kids, everyone here is old enough to drink.  Don’t drink and drive.  Everyone who has been drinking will be taking a ride-share home!

Anitah:  Okay, first question from the audience … Never have I ever been on The MFackenthal Show

Gen: this is my first time! So do I have to drink to this or not?

Pam: Looks like I'm popping my cherry!

Anitah: I’m drinking.

Alicia: 1st time… I'll drink to that!

Megan: haha, well, not as a guest … takes a drink.

Anitah:  Second question: Never have I ever fantasized about a fictional character.

Gen: Omg! Who hasn't? Because I'm thirsty. Always thirsty for my pixelated men...I mean man.

Pam: Hahahahaha...snorting and laughing hysterically. Oh..wait...you're serious?

Anitah: all the time (chugs drink)

Alicia: *Guzzles drink*

Megan: anyone who says no is lying … takes another drink

Alicia:  Never have I ever cheated on my partner.

Gen: I've never cheated on my IRL hubs. I've never cheated on Rashad either. Mr. Sinclaire doesn't count! 😂

Pam: I won't even cheat in my pixelated hubby by playing other books or romancing other LI...I believe honesty and trust are the foundation of all good relationships. STOP ROLLING YOUR EYES, ANITAH!!

Anitah: Never cheated

Alicia: NO!

Megan: Nope! I have a hard time even “playing the field” in the choices games.  If I want to see what it’s like to be with another LI, I have to do another full playthrough.  

Alicia:  Never have I ever...had sex outside.

Gen: In real life, yes I have. In CGW I haven't. So I guess that's a draw.

Pam: Yes in real life and Pixelated life.

Anitah: (laughing hysterically) Well pixelated life we know the answer to that because...kinky king. And real life, yes.

Alicia: IRL yep. CGW Yup!

Megan: Indeed I have.

Gen: Never have I ever Given a blow job in public like Pam.

Gen: (hides face) yes. More times than I care to admit.

Pam: laughs...yea let's just say my hubby enjoyed one of the star wars movies intimately.

Anitah: eyes wide as she chugs her drink

Alicia: takes a drink silently

Megan:  *takes a big drink* shaking her head from side to side

Gen: Never have I ever said your fictional husbands name in a moment of passion?  ... No. Thought about during a moment of passion? All the time. Do NOT tell my husband.

Pam: In my head? Over and over and over...lol. I did however call my husband Drake once, just in passing. He was less than pleased.

Anitah: Not in a moment of passion but I have absolutely thought about it. I did however call my 3 year old son, who’s name starts with L, Liam, and he proceeded to correct me with his full name while giving me the stink eye.

Alicia: no. Have I thought about it…. Hehehehe

Megan: No. If I had, I’d never hear the end of it.

Pam:  Get to drinking, Megs!  Next question from the audience, never have I ever tried to see how many marshmallows can fit into my mouth.

Gen: Marshmallows, saltines, cinnamon - this was bad. Really bad.

Pam: can't say I have!

Anitah: I sure did.

Alicia: no, I have not

Megan: Marshmallows make me feel sick to my stomach. I tend to claim I’m allergic to them, even though I’m fairly sure that would mean I’m allergic to sugar.  LOL

Pam: Never have I ever given someone a lap dance/received a lap dance

Gen: not in public…

Pam: Oh I've been to A LOT of bachelorette parties..so yep!

Anitah: Yes!

Alicia: sorta

Megan: Yes … my husband does this dance to Brittney’s toxic … Give me one of those questions. Takes a set of note cards from Pam and flips through them.  Okay ... Never have I ever broken a bone.

Gen: I've never broken a bone! Yes I'm proud of that!

Pam: Nope!

Anitah: knock on wood - no I haven’t.

Alicia: I have not!! Even though I am an absolute klutz.

Megan: I haven’t either!  Which is amazing because I have fallen out of a tree - totally sober, btw.

Anitah:  Drink up, Megs!

Megs: finishes her drink … Okay, never have I ever told my real life husband/partner about my pixelated hubby.

Gen: No, he already thinks I don't love him. This would prove it.

Pam: Yep! My hubby is actually super supportive. He has helped me plot a few fics...the Drake and Pam chocolate wax disaster was made exponentially better by his suggestions. He is known as our cinnamon roll and Gen wrote him into a fic as owning a cinnamon roll shop..LOL. When Drake and I eloped, I made him call me Mrs. Walker the entire weekend and would not respond to any other names. I'm such an asshole

Anitah: (laughing) No way! He knows nothing! He doesn’t know about choices or that I’m in love with a pixelated man. He doesn’t know about tumblr or that I write. No one I know in real life knows anything about this. It’s like...my dirty little secret.

Alicia: yes and no. He does know about choices, he does know about Leo.. he does not know my level of infatuation with him.

Megs:  Yup!  My husband often asks “are you playing your stories?”

~~~~~later~~~~~

Megs:  lifting her head off the armrest of the couch and blinking her eyes open hhhhhuh?  Where …?  Ooooh, my head is killing me … How is my studio back to how it looked before?  Was that a dream?  Megs gets up and pads over to her on-stage desk where she picks up a note and reads aloud, “You passed out shortly after our game.  We partied hard with your audience and then put your studio back together.  Whenever you want to do this again - let us know.  I’ll steal the jet.  Luv, CGW!”

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[drakewalkerstan]

Other End of the Line - Damien x MC

Summary: After the late night search with Nadia, Kai feels scared and alone, so turns to the only person they know will be on their side— Damien.

Pairing: I wrote this as Damien/MC (I used the generic name, Kai, and no pronouns) but this could technically still be Gen

Warnings: some strong language I guess?

Word Count: 1,626 oops!

Author’s Notes: Ahh! This is the first time in 6 years I’ve posted any writing online and the first time ever on Tumblr! I couldn’t get this out of my head, and it’s part of the reason I made this sideblog haha. Even though I’m drakewalkerstan, I still LOVE Damien, so this was born! 

"Hello?" Damien blearily answered his phone, half-awake and blinded by the glare of the screen.

"Damien," he heard Kai hiss on the other end. "Shit, Damien, help..."

Damien was now wide awake, he sat up in his bed and switched on the lamp on his bedside table, jamming the phone against his ear nervously.

"Kai, are you okay? What's going on?"

"I... I sound fucking crazy. I think... I think Hayden's a robot. Steve too. I swear to god, Damien, please."

"Okay, what happened," Damien asked. He was half afraid that Kai was on something right now, but he didn't want to laugh the call off just in case. Kai was silent for a moment, concentrating on the sound of Damien’s breathing on the other end in order to calm down.

"Okay, I don't know if Nadia told you, but we were in a car crash an-"

Damien’s heart stuttered for a moment, then raced back to action double-time.

"WHAT? Okay, hold up! A car crash? Are you okay? Jesus, Kai, oh my god!"

"Don't worry, I'm fine, we're all okay."

"Thank god,” Damien mumbled under his breath, his eyes squeezed shut in relief. “What happened?"

"We were driving back from the waterfall- Nadia, Steve, Hayden and I- and a deer jumped in front of the car, so Steve swerved and we crashed."

"Oh my god..."

"I’m fine, but... but Hayden tore open the car door and pulled me out."

There was a moment of complete silence, and Damien could only hear the sound of Kai's soft breathing on the other end of the line.

"What?"

"Yeah. I came to and I tried to get out of the car, but the door was totally smashed up and I just couldn't open it. Hayden was able to pry the car door open and get me out of the car. Nadia said it was adrenaline, but..."

"No, yeah, that's weird."

"Plus I asked about it, and Hayden has no memory of it because of a concussion."

Damien turns over this information in his head, but no matter how he approaches it he can’t think up a logical explanation for the insane feat of strength. Kai, silent for a moment, can almost hear the gears in his mind turning on the other end of the line.

"Okay," Kai begins, "other weird things: the fact that Steve has no memory of how to get around his town?"

"Huh?"

"We asked him to take us to the local waterfall where he used to hang out as a teen and he had absolutely no idea where to find it- he was barely able to comment on anything unless we prompted him."

"What do you mean prompting?"

"Okay, so originally Steve just talked about the tourist attractions in town, and didn't even bring up the waterfall until Nadia mentioned that someone told her about it. And then he didn't know how to find it- even though he said he'd been there a few times- until Nadia had to remind him again."

"Kai, it was a while ago, maybe he honestly forgot about it."

"Okay, get this, we visited his house today and he was acting super weird."

Damien, though now more skeptical about the conspiracy theory, opens his mind once again to Kai.

"Weird how?"

Kai takes a deep breath and tries to recollect exactly what was so unnerving about what happened in that little farmhouse.

"When we got there, his dad Robert was joking around about how he was a rascally kid and he used to ride his horse Moonlight. Steve laughed and told his dad to stop messing with us, and he honestly didn't remember that he'd ever mentioned- or even had- a horse named Moonlight!"

Kai waited for any sort of reaction, but was once again met by Damien's silence.

"Okay," Kai snarked.

"Sorry, I'm just thinking," Damien murmured. "Wasn't he concussed?"

"If he was, he didn’t mention it. I don't think that's how concussions work though!"

"Hmm, okay. Is there anything else?"

"So his dad went to the kitchen and Steve showed us a picture of him as a teenager at a football game. When Robert got back-"

"Is Robert Steve's dad?"

"Yeah, sorry." Kai said. "So Robert walks back in and sees us with the picture and gets really mad. He calls Steve into the kitchen with him, so I eavesdrop-”

“That’s my Kai,” Damien interjected proudly. Kai could hear the grin in his voice, and chuckled for a moment before continuing on. In fact, while Kai was deciding whether or not to listen in on the conversation, Damien was a key factor in motivating the eavesdropping, but that’s definitely something Damien would get cocky about, so there’s no way he’s being told that.

“Robert is really mad at Steve for showing us this picture. He tells Steve, and I quote, ‘Our personal lives are our business.’ This is apparently a regular occurrence between the two of them, too.”

“That’s strange, I’ll grant you that, but maybe Robert is really private, or senile or something,” Damien said

Despite everything, Kai snorted at the suggestion.

“I doubt he’s senile, but it gets worse. Okay, fast forward to like an hour or two ago. We are all in the bed and breakfast and I wake up and hear Nadia shouting. Steve’s fucking gone.”

“WHAT? He left?”

Damien is filled with righteous anger on behalf of his friend and it makes Kai feel stupidly warm inside. Even though, both Kai and Nadia know that their friend is a little standoffish and cynical, but any show of caring from him never fails to put a goofy smile on Kai’s face.

“His suitcase is gone,” Kai continues, ignoring Damien’s outburst, “and neither Robert nor Steve are picking up their phones. Hayden calls the police then instructs us to stay in the bed and breakfast instead of joining the search, which…is weird?”

“Kind of, yeah. Hayden insisted you stay in the room instead of all searching together?”

“Yeah! Before even trying to call Robert or the police, it was just ‘I’ll search all of Cedar Rest, I won’t stop until I find him.’ So then Nadia and I say ‘Fuck it,’ and we decide to go searching too. We head out to the waterfall, and we decide to split up-”

“Dumb.”

“-to search for clues. It’s a dinky old town, what’s dangerous about splitting up?”

“...Robots?”

“Shut up. So I find the picture that Steve showed us, which for the record is of him and his dad standing together at a football game. He also doesn’t look any younger than he does now, but whatever. You know what I notice?”

Kai waits for Damien to chime in with a ‘What?’ but he is silent.

“Okay… The matchmaker from Eros is IN THE BACKGROUND OF THE PHOTO.”

“What? Are you sure?”

“Positive! This is the exact same lady, sitting in the crowd at the football game, like… at least 5 years before he’s even supposed to be connected with Eros!”

Damien is, again, completely silent, but Kai can tell that he’s thinking about the new information. On the other end of the line, Damien runs his hand over his face, trying to think of any logical explanation of this connection, but his mind is blank.

“Yeah, that’s fishy. I believe you, something’s not right there,” Damien concedes.

“So I showed Nadia the picture, and when we came back to the bed and breakfast, I found a goodbye note from Steve right by the doormat of their room!”

“So he left of his own volition,” Damien said.

“Allegedly! Nadia went back to her room, she’s freaking out, and Robert, Steve and Hayden are all MIA.”

“So what’s happening now?”

“I’m in my bed, in case Hayden comes back,” Kai says, lowered to a whisper after realizing that the conversation had gotten way too loud. “It’s just- they’re both so perfect, and they’re both exactly in line with what we told to Eros, and with Steve’s weird past and Hayden’s fucking superstrength? Something’s not right and I’m freaked out.”

"Okay, everything’s extremely suspicious. I still don’t think they’re robots, but I’m honestly leaning towards them being a cult or something. I’m going to do some more digging into Eros, and into Steve and Hayden, okay? I’ll use some connections, try to find out how far back their records really go. You just need to stay safe and take care of you and Nadia for now.”

"Yeah. Thank you for believing me. I didn't know what else to do."

"It's no problem, I'm always here for you, Kai."

Kai sighed deeply and flipped over on the bed.

"I know I should have listened to you about Eros. Ugh, I'm so stupid..."

"No. Just because I was paranoid doesn't mean you should have been. It's good that you-"

"Shit shit I think Hayden's coming shit bye Damien"

"Wait, Kai, I-"

The sound on the other end of the line cut out and Damien pulled the phone away from his ear. Shit. He knew he wouldn’t be able to sleep now, so he got out of bed and opened his blinds, letting the early morning sun in before turning on his computer and starting his search.

On the other end of the state, Kai was stuffing the phone under the pillow and pretending to be asleep, as Hayden pulled back the covers and snuggled into bed. Kai’s heartbeat was racing, and the only comforting thought was that Damien was back home, looking for an answer. Kai felt kind of guilty, thinking about Damien like this while Hayden was curled up in the same bed, but Damien would not leave Kai’s thoughts or heart, no matter how much Kai tried.

[kykyonthemoon]

In the Arctic Lights

Paring: Chime Gen/Ruri Kazama x MC (KyKy)

Summary: KyKy and Chime Gen/Ruri Kazama went on their very first date and watched the aurora together. 

(From Chime Gen’s texts here: x)

This work is a part of Eternal Allies  - a series based on in game text messages, letters or moments by Allies themselves.

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Illustrated by: 4-komacery

Read more of my DR fanfic here: x 

or on AO3: x

“Would you hang out with me, KyKy?”

The message left a cheerful sound hanging in the air, long, long after it was received. And the receiver – KyKy – did not know what to do with it.

This must be the way a guy asks a girl out, KyKy thought to herself. She had a crush on someone, but that was way back in her high school. Thinking back to those days, it was just admiration mistaken as love.

But this time, it was different.

“Did the thought suddenly come to your mind, Kazama?” She decided to reply after a while.

Of course, KyKy believed in love. She felt happy for the people around her whenever they came to her and said that they had found love. She had always thought there was somebody out there for her too. She had dreamt about it so often. But as she grew older and had her heart broken several times, she decided that it was a waste of time and energy to give someone all her love. 

But this guy, he was different.

“No. I had a dream of you last night. I should visit the one in my dream after I wake up.” 

Typical sweet talk; as expected from such a famous host. KyKy could not help but to smile at her phone. Kazama always knew how to talk, sugar-coated his words and poured them into ladies’ hearts. After her mission to Japan, she had a chance to meet him. She was so curious about his job as a host, so she went to the club and observed. She never expected to have an offer to be his guest, by himself! The top host Ruri Kazama! And she did not have to pay a yen! All was free of charge, because she had helped him with this riddle in a Chinese restaurant near his kabukicho.

But since then, they had not had a real date. Due to her busy schedules at Cassell College, and neither was he an idle man, they would casually text and talk through the phone, like this.

KyKy was rather surprised, that Kazama would actually ask her out. Before she could send her reply, there was already a new message.

“I want to meet you so I’m asking you out. That’s the real reason. So, would you hang out with me?”

He was straightforward, and sounded a bit impatient. It was unlike the usual Kazama. Did he want to see her that much?

KyKy placed a hand on her chest, calming her heart down while replying:

“If that’s the case…” And inserted a blushing sticker to the text, “Where do you want to go?”

“I’ll be happy as long as it’s with you. Actually, who I am going with is more important than the destination, right?”

KyKy’s face turned red, even brighter than the sunset of that day in Cassell dormitory. She hid her face under a soft pillow and rolled back and forth in her own bed. The scene was caught by Cery, her roommate, who had just returned from a training session with her junior.

Cery shook her head and chuckled while passing the open door of KyKy’s bedroom. She knew too well that there was only one person in this world who could make KyKy being so weird like this.

As for KyKy; still under the pillow, blushing; she could not stop the grin on her face as she texted back to Kazama.

“Agreed. Otherwise, I’d rather travel alone. But we still need a destination, so we won’t be wandering…”

“True that.”

“So, where should we go?”

“Got anything in your mind, KyKy?”

KyKy sat up from her bed and became serious with this matter. Kazama was asking her to choose the destination of their date, if she may call it so. This was a very important task. She did not know much about dating and stuffs; it had been so long since she had a date. She was afraid that she’d bore Kazama.

KyKy turned on her laptop and surfed the webs for all the romantic destinations. But she was not content with them. They were either too crowded or too… common. She wanted their very first date to be special. It had to be a special place.

So she went to Cery for advice.

“Hey, Cery. Where is a nice place for a date?”

“Holy dragons!” Cery jumped and screamed in the shower, “Don’t you know that I’m taking a shower here?”

“Yes, I know.” KyKy said with an apologetic face. “But this is urgent!”

“Dragons are attacking Cassell?” Cery asked in an angry tone.

“No…”

“Principal Anjou’s sending us to a secret mission that involes Japanese mafia gangs and their drama again?”

“No…”

“Johann Chu’s calling me to another training session?!” This time, Cery peeked out from the curtain of the shower. Her head was still covered in white soap, but her eyes dashed quickly around the room, as if Johann could appear any minute and drag her out to training.

“No.” KyKy sighed softly. “Like I just said… I’m looking for a nice place for a date…”

“Of all people, KyKy… Why would you ask someone who has never gone on a date?!”

Cery seemed to be furious. KyKy tried to calm her down with a smile.

“Oh, actually… you don’t need to have a date to know about the romantic stuffs…”

Cery eyed the phone on KyKy’s hand and raised a brow.

“Okay, tell me who is it? Is it the one I’m thinking…”

“Y-You…” KyKy blushed. “You haven’t answered my question!”

“I don’t know. But you can leave it to Ruri Kazama. Isn’t he the master of all this stuff?” Cery replied with a wink, teasingly.

“He asked me to choose a place…”

“So it is him!” Cery shouted in victory. “I knew it was him!”

KyKy puffed her cheeks and looked away. “I’m… I’m going to ask Caesar then!”

“Sure. I bet he knows more than I do. But have you thought of any place yet?”

“Well, I wanted to go watch Kabuki with him, or having diner in a Japanese restaurant. But I had a second thought, and that sounds boring, since he’s already familiar with those places.”

“Correct. You need to take him to somewhere he has never been to.”

KyKy’s eyes opened wide in awe. That moment, something popped up in her mind. “You are right, Cery! I should take him to somewhere he has never been to. That way, whenever he thinks of the place, he will also think of me!”

“I was just gonna say that you should bring him to our training room…”

“Thank you so much, Cery!” KyKy giggled. “You do know something about romance after all!”

Then, the girl cheerfully left the room, leaving Cery in the cold shower.

“You’d better cook me something good tonight as a thank you!!!”

“Okay!”

KyKy was so happy when she replied to the text, “Let’s go to a place that you’ve never been to, Kazama.”

His response came right away. It only had an “Okay.”

But that made KyKy think even more. Kazama was okay with this? He was okay with going to a completely new place with her? From their previous conversations and what she had learnt from him, he did not seem to be the type that would agree into anything this fast. Not to mention, he had never been out of Japan; except for the time when he came to Cassell. Shouldn’t he be worried that KyKy might take him to a place that he disliked?

“Really? It’s the first time you sound so relaxed.” KyKy texted.

“I’m happy.”

Another text that made her heart skip beats. She wanted to know, to confirmed something…

“Why?”

“If KyKy can go to different places with me, I’ll always be happy.”

The moment when that message came in, KyKy felt like falling back to the sheets of her bed, and sinking in it forever. She was glad that she had closed the door; or else it would be embarrassing to let Cery see how red her cheeks were. Her gemini – which was in the form of a butterfly – fluttered its wings around the room. (Of course, every soul dancer has a gemini. And KyKy’s gemini isn’t very stable; that’s why it changes shapes so often!) Face down on the bed, giggling, her arms and legs waved freely around, spreading golden light rays with healing power all over the room.

The feeling of happiness stayed with KyKy for the rest of that week, when her mind traveled to the land of imagination. She had come up with hundreds and hundreds of dialogues they would be speaking, things they would do on their first date. Kazama and her. It should be perfect. It must be.

The long week finally came to an end. KyKy, as nervous as ever, dressed in her white and blue winter dress. It was spring, but the place where they were going to was very cold.

When KyKy came to Tokyo, Kazama had already been waiting there. He dressed in warm clothes as well. Anyone saw their smile towards each other could tell how happy they were to see the other person. They exchanged a few words, then went together into a quiet street, where there was a huge draconic symbol glowing in blue on the ground.

It was one of the “teleport stations” placed across the world, and can only be used by Hybrids, one with dragon bloodline.

“Are you sure it’s okay for you to go by this?” KyKy asked in concern as the two reached the point.

Kazama nodded. Unlike her, he was a member of the Devil Clan. Devils like him cannot use the same teleport points as Hybrids, and they had developed their own teleport system around Tokyo, or even the entire world. But he insisted on traveling with KyKy, even when it might expose him to the Hydras who were hunting him.

“Then, let’s go.” KyKy said and stepped into the glowing circle. She held out a hand for Kazama and he took it. Azure lights enveloped them both, until they reached their destination – Siberia Harbor.

The place greeted them with a cold wind.

“Welcome to the Arctic.” KyKy said with a smile.

Kazama gazed around in amaze. “This is my first time here.”

It was night time, but not very late. From their place, KyKy could see the bright light coming from the lighthouse nearby.

“Let’s go there,” she pointed to that direction.

Kazama nodded and walked beside her. They came to a small, cozy tavern nearby. They tried some Russian tea to warm up their bodies in the cold weather. After that, they went for a stroll to the lighthouse, and KyKy showed him everything she had know about the place.

Kazama seemed curious all the way, but he decided to only listened. He liked her cheerful voice; he did not recall hearing such an adorable voice before. They kept walking for minutes before reaching a lighthouse, and that was when he decided to speak.

“So you have been here before.”

“Mmh, yes. I sometimes come here after a long day at Cassell. It’s a beautiful place. And peaceful too.”

“You seem to have great memories of this place.”

“I guess I do…” KyKy smiled as she looked up at the sky. “Today is one of them.”

KyKy was the type that could not tell lies; Kazama could see it from her eyes. So her words put a smile on his face.

“What’s your first memory of this place?’ Kazama asked.

KyKy titled her head, mind traced back to Cassell dormitory, before replying, “There was a music box.”

“A music box?”

“Yes. And a story of love. Do you want to hear it? It’s a sad one, though.”

“I’ll listen to all the stories you tell.”

KyKy tried to hide her blush under the fluffy collar of her coat, but Kazama had already caught that.

“Well… It started with this strange voice inside a locked room in my dorm. I was so scared because there has been rumors and scary stories around the campus… But my curiousity won, and I couldn’t ignore a cry for help… So I decided to find the way in. After that, I met a boy who was locked inside. He’s looking for something precious, from the one he loved. It was a music box. I helped him look for it. Then, I found the music box… but I also found out something else… The boy and his loved one were dead long ago…

“The boy I saw was just a memory, refused to be erased because he was still holding onto something. He was waiting for his loved one. They died on a mission. They had never had the chance to tell the other person their true feelings… But they made a promise to watch the aurora together.

“So I helped them again. I brought the music box to this place. It’s still there, if you look closely into the snow near the lighthouse where we are standing now. It was so beautiful that day, when I first saw the aurora in front of my own eyes…”

Silence fell upon the two. Before KyKy could continue her story, someone came and greeted both of them.

It was an old man who seemed to know KyKy. Turned out, she had helped him with his boat before. The old man teased her about having a date, but Kazama seemed to enjoy it so much.

The old man let the two go inside the lighthouse. It was almost midnight. The aurora was expected to be seen by that time.

“KyKy?” Kazama turned to face KyKy as they reached the top of the lighthouse.

“Yes?”

“The story you told me, I want to know the ending.”

“The boy saw the aurora and decided to stay here, at this lighthouse, and wait for his lover. I haven’t seen him since then. But as long as the music box remains, so does his memory, though it’s just a fragment… I do hope the lovers can reunite, somewhere among the beautiful lights of the sky…”

“The boy kept his promise to his lover, right? Why do you think it’s a sad story?”

KyKy clasped her hands together and looked to the distance. “Well, they never had a chance to confess to each other… Isn’t it sad, that you can’t just tell someone how much you love them, and one day, they’re just not here with you anymore?...”

Kazama fell into silence. He looked away. Her story recalled the ghosts of his past. There was someone else; someone whose love he could not requite. And then, she left. She was killed, by the man he used to trust and respect so much. His heart was devoured by darkness since then.

But there was time when KyKy was around and he saw a bit of light, a bit of hope. Kazama let her words trace through his memories without knowing how she could do that; she had always done that, bringing out the thoughts, the feelings that he hid so well. Kazama had masks, ones that he wore all the time. They were a part of his kabuki costumes, but gradually, they had become a part of his life. It was a thrill, how the masks were broken day by day, whenever KyKy was around.

He felt relaxed around her, so relaxed that he shared with her a lot of things, including his family troubles. But at the same time, he was so afraid that she’d run away, once she knew the darkness inside him. There was no place for love. No place for her.

“Kazama?”

Her voice brought him back to reality. He turned to her and gave a weak smile. “Yeah, I’m here.”

“You seem to be in deep thoughts.”

“It’s nothing… I was just thinking about the story and the two lovers. One must be lucky to find love, and even luckier to be able to confess that love.”

“I guess you’re right. Not every one has that luck, right? But I hope I won’t have to be in the boy’s shoes… missing a chance to tell someone that I love them.”

Kazama’s red eyes fixed on hers. They were light purple, with a touch of blue. He had never seen them so close like this. He had never known there were stars in her eyes.

“Would you tell someone your feeling for them?” He asked.

“Mmh. I’ll let them know, by words or not… There are many ways to say you love someone, without saying it out loud. But…”

“But?”

“I think, only when they’re ready, I will tell them the magical words!”

At that moment, the dark sky broke into fragments by lights. It was magnificent. It was enchanting.

“Wow! It’s finally here!” KyKy exclaimed joyfully. She gazed up and reached for the veils of light above their heads.

But Kazama could not turn to see the aurora, for he had seen the most beautiful light and she was right next to him.

In the arctic lights, two souls found peace in each other’s accompany.

-The end-

[kykyonthemoon]

Like moths drawn to light,

I am drawn to you.

[kykyonthemoon]

Social Media

(Please read each screenshot from the bottom)

I love it when Chime teases KyKy a lot \(//∇//)\ He followed her social media page in secret, and even posted pictures of hers from their trip! He’s so thoughtful to ask if he should reveal who the girl in the pictures is, because he doesn’t want her to be bothered by his curious followers. There were two options: tell them who she is and not to (because Chime following her is enough.) I picked the first one (and got 312 link points + Hipster points!) This actually feels like he’s about to tell everyone their relationship xD

My headcanons now include Chime secretly fanboying over KyKy and oftens check her social media page. He doesn’t interact with any of her posts, but he notices them all and smiles to himself xD When she posts her writings, he always reads and actually remembers them very well.

Also, it was funny when @4-komacery told me to pick the other option because KyKy might not be ready to be crushed by Chime’s fans, once he told them the girl in his pictures was her (￣∇￣)

[kykyonthemoon]

The Dreamweaver

Name: KyKy

Nicknames: Ky, Moon Moon (by Chime)

Rank: S

Class: Soul Dancer

Age: 20 (in most fic)

Gender: Female

D.O.B: Oct, 18

Star sign: Libra

Blood type: AB

Ethnicity: Asian 

Affiliations: Cassell College, Lionheart

Colors: gold, white

Appearance: a short, slim girl with dark hair and dreamy amethyst eyes that change into golden while using EX Skills. Her appearance may give people the impression of harmless, innocent girl, though she’s actually a powerful S-rank hybrid.

Traits: Peacemaker - Spirited - Righteous Ally

KyKy is a dreamer. She’s very creative and daydreams a lot. That’s why she enjoys reading and writing fictions. She’s curious and often gets lost in her own thoughts. She’s a romantic - the type that always makes up a perfect love story in her mind; and an idealistic who sees the world in bright colors.

She might be quiet and distant at first, but she’s actually very sweet. She cares a lot about her friends and loved ones. She’s also sensitive, compassionate and kind. She hopes to use her healing power to help everyone in need. 

She gets shy easily and be speechless. Her friends find that expression cute and often tease her a lot, especially when it comes to her love interest. She can be very clumsy and forgetfull too.

However, KyKy is not always a bright sunflower. She’s very insecure and can be over-dramatic at times. When she’s in a bad mood, she might close herself off to everyone. She doubts herself a lot.

Hobbies:

Reading and writing stories - She wants to become a writer one day

Dancing

Cooking (though she often leaves a mess in the kitchen)

Stargazing

Fears: Darkness, nightmares, being left behind and being forgotten

Skills:

-She has soul dancer’s skills and talents. -Her power is related to the Moon, therefore, she gets extremely weak on moonless nights, and most powerful during full moon.

-She can enter and alter a person’s dreams (for example: turning a nightmare into a good dream) by touching them or finding them in the dreamworld. -KyKy’s Special EX Skills:

Lullaby: Soothes one’s mind and puts the target to sleep.

Dreamweaver’s Dance: Performs a dance with the gemini and turns the illusions in her dream into reality for a short amount of time. Costs a large amount of Vitality. Cannot be used without The Golden Thread of Dreams. (This skill is like a summoning ritual. She uses it to call upon mythical creatures that aid her in battle.)

Sleepwalk: The Golden Thread creates a portal, connecting dreams and let her travel to a chosen destination. This is a very hard-to-master skill that costs an enormous amount of Vitality. It is not recommended to use without supervision (from Cassell). Without high concentration, the she might be lost between realms and erased from existence.

-Gemini: Gemini might not take the exact image of the soul dancer, but it can be the image of what the soul dancer loves, or deeply connected to. KyKy’s gemini is a spirit came from the dreamworld. It connects to her soul and guides her. The gemini has two forms: one is astral (a mirror image of the soul dancer - as seen in game); and one is physical (the gemini becomes a living creature - other people, beside the soul dancer, can interact with it too). KyKy’s gemini is called Midnight, and it often stays in the physical shape of a cat.

-The Golden Thread of Dreams: Like most soul dancers, KyKy doesn’t use a weapon. But she has a small golden thread tied on her wrist. The thread is endless and made of countless tiny threads, each of them represents a beautiful dream she has encountered (could be her dreams or others’.) The thread is believed to have a connection to her heart and soul. It is also the soul link of a soul dancer. KyKy ties the thread to the one she wants to share a soul link with (and gives them buffs in battle~) The thread can be used as a weapon, or to perform special EX Skills. It cannot be cut by most weapons, and if cut, it will take time to regain power from dreams.

Background:

Her bloodline from her mother’s side was very pure, but the clan could not maintain their bloodline, and the later generations have lost their powers. KyKy’s mother was an S-ranked soul dancer. She wanted a normal life, so she changed her name and married KyKy’s father - who is only C-ranked. She lost their unborn child and blamed herself for not being able to save it with her healing power. She never uses her power again.

KyKy inherited her mother’s bloodline. Feared that her daughter would have a tough life of an S-rank, or met the tragedies like her before, she faked her blood test report and found away to suppress KyKy’s power. This caused her power to be unstable.

Brought up in a small town as a normal girl, KyKy was not aware of her powers. When she was in middle school, she started seeing illusions from her dreams becoming real, walking into other places she had never been to. Her wounds from daily activities seemed to heal very quickly too. Yet her mother refused to tell her the truth.

After graduating high school, her powers got out of control. Cassell College found her and offered a special scholarship for the S-ranked. She confronted her mother again and was told the truth. Her parents prevented her from going to Cassell, and warned her about the harsh life, the dangerous missions that they might put her through. KyKy managed to put her parents to sleep, using her new-found special power. She left a letter for them to apologize and ask for their understanding. Eventually, she was able to talk things out with her parents and they let her stay in Cassell.

Relationships:

-Good friends:

Cery (@4-komacery’s MC): roommate - best friend. They met on the train to Cassell and Cery signed up for KyKy to join Lionheart with her (while KyKy had no idea about it.) The two are at the same age. Their traits are different, but they share a lot in common; like arts, creativity, food, fashion,... KyKy often forgets her stuffs, and Cery always has to remind her. She loves to tease KyKy about her crush too. They know almost all of each other’s secrets.

Johann: senior - book buddy. Johann often gives KyKy books to read, although most of them are non-fiction and completely not her cup of tea (she never tells him that.) KyKy knows how crazy her friend Cery is over Johann, and she’s very supportive of their realtionship. KyKy hangs out with him more after he becomes Cery’s boyfriend.

Chisei Gen: beach buddy. They share an undying love for the beach and sunshines. At first, KyKy was mad at Chisei for leaving her team at the bottom of the sea, and what he did to Chime. But as she gets to know him more, she thinks he’s a good friend. She literally goes out of her way to help the brothers reconcile.

NoNo: senior - fashion guru. 

Caesar: senior - sometimes like a big brother to her.

Finger: senior - cooking buddy.

Luminous: seniors - anime friend.

Erii Uesegi: shopping/gaming buddy.

EVA & Adam: KyKy greets them every day in the office. She actually likes talking to them.

Vinya: book buddy. KyKy likes to spend time in the library. She also helps Vinya with tidying up the place, sorting books and cleaning the telescopes.

-Soulmate:

Chime Gen: KyKy met Chime when they were kids in the dreamworld. She thought he was just her imagination (x) and promised to find him if he’s real. They parted when Chime became a devil (Ruri Kazama) and stabbed by Chisei. She has been looking for him ever since, without remembering his name. She doesn’t know he’s Ruri Kazama until later.

Ruri Kazama: On her mission to Japan, KyKy meets Ruri. She always has a feeling that he’s someone she knew before. Later, she finds out that he’s the one she’s been looking for. But she’s confused and hurt because Ruri doesn’t seem to remember Chime’s dreams with her in the past. 

Dragon Lord Ruri Kazama: KyKy is frightened of this form of him. But she still believes he can regain control and break away from Osho’s grip. She uses her power to help him even though she might get hurt. Eventually, she succeeds and he’s able to remember the past dreams with her.

They might seem to be opposite, but they have a very deep connection, like dark and light intertwining. Her cheerfulness and healing power calm him and get him through darkness, while he protects her like the night sky embracing the moon (hence they call each other “night sky” and “moon moon” - silly, I know!) They’re both crazy about the other, but they don’t know that yet. 

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Masterlist: x

[kykyonthemoon]

Made you up

“Do you think it’s possible that two people share the same dreams?”

Paring: Chime Gen x KyKy (MC)

Masterlist: x

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The little girl closed her eyes. Her breath quickened. There were voices in her head that she could not understand. But one of them was telling her this, again and again, “They’re coming.”

She was scared. She could not move, nor cry. Her body was frozen in place. She thought if her eyes were closed, she could not see them. But she was wrong. The shadows rose from her bed, turning into thousands of claws and grabbed her. They plunged her into darkness.

Her voice was never heard. It was so hard to breathe. When would this nightmare be over?

The moment she was about to give in to the hands seizing her, the little girl heard the sound of footsteps running towards the place. Someone was shouting just right beside her. She gradually opened her eyes.

A hand tore the encircling darkness. She was lifted up. And the next thing she knew, she was in another place.

The fragrance of spring flowers came to her. The cool breeze touched her skin and her dark twin-tails. She shivered in her white nightgown, realizing she could move again. The little girl blinked.

“Are you hurt?”

She turned around to face the boy who just spoke. He was taller than her and dressed in a costume that she believed to be a kimono. He was so thin and pale. His crimson eyes were half hidden behind the silver locks.

He was beautiful. More like a painting.

The boy tightened the grip on the girl and asked again: “Are you alright? Did they hurt you?”

“N-No...” She replied. “I’m fine... But you’re hurting me.”

He let go of her immediately, “I’m sorry... I didn’t mean to...”

“That’s alright.” She smiled. All her fear was gone, as if this was a pleasant dream and no longer a nightmare.

“Thank you, anyway...” She continued, “For pulling me out of that place... It was so scary.”

The white-haired boy said nothing, but he eyed her in such a strange way that it made her blush and look away.

“So, um... Am I dreaming?” She asked. It was the only explanation for all of this.

"Yes.”

“Oh, I remember!” The little girl exclaimed. “I’ve been having bad dreams lately. And even sleep paralysis, or whatever they call it...”

She gazed up at the boy, who also gazed back at her.

“That means... You must be the one I made up!”

“Huh?”

The little clasped her hands and giggled. She was not scared anymore. It was all just a dream.

“I made you up. So whenever I have bad dreams, you’ll come to rescue me!”

“Right...”

The boy seemed puzzled. But his lips soon turned into a smile. “If you see it that way, then yes... I do come to rescue you so often.”

“Oh? Am I having that many bad dreams?”

“A lot.”

“So we have met before?”

He paused. Then his voice became so, so sad.

“Yes. Many times.”

There was a long moment when the wind was the only sound they heard. The little girl must have forgot him.

“You don’t remember. But that’s alright. I remember you.”

The little girl felt guilty. How could she forget someone so important like this? If he did not come for her, she would be devoured by the nightmare again. And by the next morning, she would be crying in her bed and never be able to sleep well.

She made him up, just to help her escape the nightmares.

“You’re hurt!” She yelled as soon as she saw blood dripping from his arm down to the ground.

The boy only noticed his wound then. He was injured while fighting her nightmare. Sometimes, the things that happened in the dreamworld could be so real.

“Just a scratch. Don’t worry about it.”

“But... Isn’t this a dream? Can’t we just make it disappear?”

“Can you?”

She blinked. “Me? Why me? Just because I made you up?”

“Do you want to try?”

They sat on a wild flower bed. The girl held his wounded arm up and observed it carefully. “How do I do this?”

“Use your mind.” His voice was calm, and encouraging. “It’s your dream after all. You can alter it, in any way you want.”

“I can do anything in this world?”

“This world has its own rules... You’ll learn them soon. But for now, yes. You are in a stage that they call lucid dreaming. And you can do anything you want.”

The little girl listened to every word so carefully. This was all new to her. She nodded and closed her eyes. She wanted to heal him. She felt something cool where her hands met his arm, like a stream of water and power rushing through her hands. When she opened her eyes, the wound was gone.

That was her first step in getting to know the dreamworld.

“Wow! This is so cool! Just like what my mother did before!” She beamed.

“Your mother? Is she a healer?”

She nodded. Then shook her head. 

“What’s that about?” He leaned back on his both arms, looking at her.

“Well, she was a healer... But not anymore... I don’t know why she just can’t heal anymore...” The girl sighed. “I want to be a healer... But I don’t have healing powers at all... In real life, that is.”

“I want to be like my twin brother.” He said. “He’s so strong. And perfect. While I’m just an ugly, weak—”

“You’re not ugly, nor weak at all!” She interrupted. Her eyes fixed on his crimson. “You saved me, many times, right?”

The white-haired boy seemed astounded. Then he smiled. “You’re the first one to think so. I’m unstable to everyone else. Unlike my brother, I can’t go to school or make friends like a normal boy... People seem to be afraid of me... That is why this dreamworld seems to be much better than my real world. At least, you don’t stay away from me.”

“I don’t think I made you up that way...” The girl with twin-tails shook her head.

A gentle laugh was heard from him. He said, “Why do you think you made me up? It could be me who made you up.”

The girl puffed her cheeks. “Alright. If you are real, then I’ll find you.”

“How are you going to do that when you can’t even remember me?”

His voice was sad, so sad that she felt a pain raising from her chest. She hated this feeling. 

“I will try to! You see, there are many dreams I can remember! Like that time when there was a talking cat that taught me magic... Or seeing my own self in another dimension! I can remember all of them! And I will remember you too!”

The sad, white-haired boys with crimson eyes looked at her for a long moment. “I won’t forget you.” He said.

“Well then, tell me your name. So it will be easier to find you in the real world...”

The boy had never told her his name, nor asked for hers. But at that very moment, he wanted to find her too. He wanted to get to know her, not as a dream, but as a real person. 

“I’m Chime Gen...”

The white-haired boy smiled.

***

“Most people forget their dreams as soon as they wake up. All the dreams I could remember aren’t so romantic at all.” 

The two girls was talking while standing by the traffic lights. 

“I can help you get romantic dreams, if you let me, Cery!” The brunette said to her pink-haired friend.

“No! You don’t peek on my dreams! KyKy! I forbid you!” Cery yelled, knowing KyKy was capable of making dreams; it was one of her talents, and a secret.

“I was joking. But... Do you think it’s possible that two people could share the same dreams?”

It was raining heavily in Tokyo. Cery steadied the umbrella covering both of them. It was their first time in Japan. Though they were on a mission, they spent some time strolling around the city as well.

“Do you still want to find that person in your dreams before?” Cery asked.

“I’ve never stopped looking.”

As KyKy cast her eyes towards the other side of the road, she caught someone holding a paper umbrella decorated with red spider lilies and crimson butterflies. Dressed elegantly in a kimono and a mask, he was the focus of people in the street.

“Oh wow. A professional cosplayer?”

“Why does he wear a mask though?”

“Yeah! He must be really handsome!”

The ladies standing nearby were talking. It was usual to see a cosplayer on the streets nowadays, especially in Japan. But KyKy had never seen someone that beautiful in a kimono.

“Hey. You see that man?” Cery asked softly. “The one in kimono over there?”

“Yeah?”

“I don’t think he’s a cosplayer. He looks like someone on the Japanese TV shows I watch.”

“Who?”

“Well... It’s just a feeling. I can’t see his face anyway. Let’s go.”

The green light was on. Cery nudged KyKy out of her daydream. They crossed the street. 

In the middle of the road where their paths crossed, KyKy gazed up at the beautiful figure in kimono. Perhaps it was her imagination, or their eyes did meet in a heartbeat. A lingering scent of flowers was left in the rain.

“About your question, KyKy...” Cery continued their talk after they had reached the other side. 

“Huh?”

“Are you listening?” Cery frowned. Her friend was looking for something on the other side of the road and paying no attention to her.

“Yes? I’m sorry.” KyKy turned to her friend.

“I was saying, I’m a realistic person. Only you can think of those romantic stuffs... And you don’t know who exactly you’re looking for? Are you sure he’s not your imagination?”

“Cery, I’m sure I didn’t make him up.” KyKy replied; in her eyes was a firm look. “All the dreams felt too real. What if he has the same power as mine?”

It had been years. KyKy failed to remember the name of the person in her dreams, and had not dreamed about him again since she was a kid. The memories of her childhood friend in the dreamworld became so vague. But against all odds, she was still holding onto the hope that he was real, and she would find him one day.

“When you put it that way, it sounds possible...” Cery said. “Though I have never met someone who can walk freely in the dreamworld like you, I believe you’ll find him. There’s a saying that if you dream of someone, chances are they’re dreaming of you too.”

KyKy could not help but let her gaze wander to the other side of the road, where the red spider lily umbrella slowly faded into the rain.