#light would listen to it to apear normal

[asexualcloud]

listens to music with the most foul music on the world x doesnt understand it but vibes anyway

[kornstreifs-storys]

AoR, Ch. 1, Page 13

Dune had wandered through the darkness for a while now. It had been so long that she couldn't see the light from the Seraphores chamber anymore. But she pressed on, following this faint voice that seemed to call her, ever onwards in hopes of reaching her body again. She had tried calling out to Kuro, though she wasn't sure if it had worked.

She sighed, this Seraphore really could have been a bit more specific, about how to get back. I can't see a thing out here. The darkness felt heavy somehow, and it seemed to want to drag her back. Maybe this was the pull from the afterlive the Legendray had talked about. She looked aroud uneasy.

The she heard a drak voice from the darkness in front of her. Ke, ke, ke, it laughed, but why do you even want to go back? Hasn't your entire live so far been miserable. The Voice seemed to get closer. And now you cloud just end this, all you'd need to do is turn around and you'd never have to suffer again.

A wide Grinn and two glowing eyes emerged from the darknees in front of her. Who are you, show yourself! Dune shouted. The grinn widend and then a huge Tyranitar stepped out of the shadows, Why I am your inner voice of reason, here to help you out. The Tyranitar replied. Dune suddered upon seeing this Pokémon and the attack on the clan back when she was younger played vividly before her eyes.

She looked at the Tyranitar with horror, as it continued to speak, Do I have to remember you of all the pain you had to endure? it asked, All the loss you experienced, why would you want to go back to such a place? Dune could feel the pull of the afterlive get stronger and she was about to turn around. But the she remembered the Seraphores words.

It had told her that she would meet her most inner Demons in this place and that she should not listen to them. And then it clicked, why would her voice of reason be a Tyranitar of all Pokémon. The only Mon that she was geniunly afraid of? She stopped turning and looked the Tyranitar direktly into the eyes.

I don't belive you, she growled, you sound more like my inner doubt then my reason. She fixated the drak Pokémon, You want to know a reason why I'd want to go back? It's hillarious that you can't think of one yourself, but let me indulge you. Dune felt power rise within herself as she proudly stood her ground.

It's simple, she explained, I made a promise to Kuro and I intend to honor it, besides, I'd say I'm way to young to die, I just became an adult last year. And despite everything that happened, all the pain I had to endure, I always loved to live and I' not about to trow away my second chance at it because of some shadow that only exists in my head.

The Tyranitar grinned even wider, Are you sure that I only exist in your head. But Dune ignored it, You know when I was still a young child, I always had Kuro read me adveture stories before bedtime. I loved listen to those tales of great explorers and heros. She smiled at the memory, and you know what all of these Charakters had in common? They never gave up, no matter how hard it got!

Well, the Tyranitar replied, it's grinn now so wide that it didn't seem like a normal mouth anymore, then you think you can get past me? Past your most traumatic memory? Dune shivered but, stood her ground, Traumatic, maybe. BUT JUST A MEMORY NON THE LESS! she shouted. AND A TRUE ADEVTURER WOULD NEVER BE STOPPED BY THAT!

The Tyranitar seemed to back off and then suddenly a memory flodded into Dunes mind. Kuro chuckled, so you really want to be a hero when you grow up? he closed the book he had been reading. An Dune replied entusiasticly, Yeah, I'm going to be a famous Adventurer and save a lot of people, just like the heros of your stories.

And with the memory resurfacing, she suddenly fealt a strong pull oposite to the pull of the afterlive she had been feeling. The Tyranitar desolved into the dark and she shot forwards, directly towards a bright light that had suddenly apeared in the dark and she flew right trough it. Then everyting went dark once again.

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[donghyuwus]

Haechan | Trip to Trouble Pt.1

pairing: haechan x fem!reader

genre: thriller, mystery, adventure, action, drama, crime, fluff, angst and light smut (most of these will apear in future parts)

warnings: mention of alcohol addiction, blood, murder, guns and i know it is a sensitive topic right now but the y/n person is a cop, don’t worry i stand by acab (bastards not bad) but i just had to do it for this one to fit it in the story line

words: 2221

summary: this train ride usually consisted of the same people, same events and same routine. however this time it was different. you get the choice to do something that will affect one person on this train and won’t affect you, in return a whole load of cash? easy right. little did you know what you were getting yourself into.

disclaimer: english is not my first language so sorry for my spelling or grammar mistakes, i tried my best. + this is based on the movie the commuter :)

Chaos. People running in all sorts of directions, some on the phone, others looking over at the big digital screens in the air to see where there next train departs from. People of all sorts of ages. Young couples probably going on a romantic trip, students who need to get to their colleges, families with little children going on a nice trip or vacation and elders looking for some adventure in their old days. Your breathing was making an obnoxiously loud sound as you were almost running, hurrying to the perron your train was waiting for you. It was one of those days were you would leave for work on the other side of the city and would come back maybe a couple of weeks later. To be completely honest with yourself, you despised your job, everything about it made you mentally and physically sick. From the long travel, being away from home for such long hours ‘till the misogynistic men who would command you around and make sickening comments and jokes about ‘the females’. However you didn’t have much of a choice. Living alone with your mom who wasn’t in the right mental state to work and a little brother who is still too young to and is trying his hardest studying to achieve his dream to become a doctor, left you no other choice but to find the most high paying job you were able to get into.

That same job was the reason why you were hurrying as fast as you could right now, bumping into strangers here and there and mumbling a quick ‘sorry’ while pacing along. Only a few more steps. The staff member of the train was already putting the flute into his mouth, ready to signal that they would leave, when you passed him into the train. And there was the whistle. The doors closed and you went ahead and searched for your place in the train. Usually you would sit next to a window. That was one of the good things about this trip, the scenery you passed was absolutely gorgeous and a great distraction from your thoughts. Lucky for you there was still a two-seated place left. You sat yourself down on the ugly blue seating after placing your bag in the little storage above it. Already feeling hot because of the hurrying you took off your long brown jacket, one of the more fancy clothing pieces you owned and put it on the seat next to you. You weren’t expecting anyone to sit next to you anyways, nobody really ever did unless the train was really full. However today looked like a rather peaceful day for the ride to the other side.

Letting out a content sigh because you made it in time and you now had time to relax, you sat backwards and craned your neck to look at the other passengers, checking if the same people as normal were there. By now you took this train so many times you knew almost everybody’s name, where they got off and what their favourite lunch break was. The last part made you embarrassed. Let’s just say you liked watching people when you were bored, not in the creepy way of course. You just found them interesting, it always fascinated you how everyone truly has their own life and their own intentions, a family, jobs, beliefs and dreams. So today you started looking around again. On the left side of you, the other side of the ail, sat Lucy. A middle-aged woman, slick black hair, most of the times in a ponytail except if she was running late and in a rush. Usually she would be typing away on her laptop or she was on the phone with what you assumed her kids, since she always talked in such a loving and motherly way to the person on the other side of the line. Sitting in front of her was the elderly man you absolutely adored. You didn’t find out his name yet, but you found him a George so to you he was named George. George would mostly read some newspapers and play sudoku here and there. He loved his granola bars as he eats about 3 in only 1 hour. Honestly you were doubting if it was healthy, you should search that up later. Next to George was an elderly lady, you did know her name since she was quite the speaker and introduced herself sometime in the past to you and every train ride would have small talk with everyone she could. Her name was Lilith, the most loving lady you ever saw. You knew she was old because she had told you her age but honestly you couldn’t really tell, her beautiful black skin barely having wrinkles and her smile making her seem 20 years younger and let me tell you, she smiled a lot. She especially smiled a lot at George. Deep down you hoped they would end up together, you knew Lilith was single after all.

But the most interesting person was seated in front of you. Well not directly like George with Lucy, they were seated on a 4-seat area, you were on the 2-seat area. But he was though and he was facing your way. You could see him through the little line between the two seats in front of you, sitting at your left, the seat away from the window. He had dark brown hair, lighter brown highlights going through them, it would usually hang over his forehead and sometimes even over his eyes when he looked down. Speaking about eyes, he did look in your way a few times but usually you would look away real quick, embarrassed. The few seconds you did see his eyes though you noticed how interesting and beautiful of a shape they had and how childish they looked in a way. Usually he would either be playing a game on his phone or napping, which got him to miss his stop a few times. It would make a lot of curse words come out of him, which would make you giggle and make Lilith give the young boy a lesson about the meaning of curse words and how they are not the way to go. It was one of the only times you heard his voice. Except for the rare times he would have his earphones plugged in and he would quietly be seeing along to the lyrics of the song that he was listening to. The first time it happened it completely caught you off guard, it was rather quiet in the train, the only thing being heard was the typing of Lucy on her laptop and George and Lilith quietly whispering to each other while the rain was ticking against the windows. That’s when you heard the most unique and beautiful sounding voice sing along to a song you never heard of before but immediately googled as soon as you had access to Wi-Fi. You didn’t dare to look at him even once, afraid that if he would notice you were listening and he would stop. So you kept quiet, closed your eyes and laid your head against the window while his voice mixed in with the rain, soothing you and making you drift off into a slumber. That was the first time you missed your stop and was late for work.

Today he was back at playing his game, his tanned fingers clicking here and there, his hair covering his concentrated face while his tongue was sticking out of his mouth slightly. You were about to take off your jacket because you noticed how hot you were again, when you noticed you had already done that. That is.. strange. You shook the feeling off and decided to just stare out of the window, maybe that would cool you down. The sound of the door of the compartment opening and closing in the background as you looked at the outside world zooming by you, it was probably the conductor checking for tickets. You felt in your right pocket of your jeans to make sure your ticket was there and it was, so you got back to relaxing. The sound of heels ticking against the floor, it made you think of your mom when she would go out to a bar, already quite wasted before even leaving the house. A shiver went down your spine thinking about the memory. You despised the sound more than anything, so you couldn’t be happier when it had stopped.

‘Mind if I sit here?’ Startled you turned your head to look at the tall and stunning woman standing next to the seat your jacket was lying down on. She gave you the brightest smile you had ever seen except for Lilith’s and you couldn’t help but nod in confusion as you took the jacket of the stool and instead placed it on your lap. Quietly she sat down and it stayed quiet for a few more minutes. She probably just wanted some peace and quiet, that’s why she maybe came to this compartment. This was one of the more quiet ones, the others either consisted of business people or teenagers. So you decided to give her that peace and quiet and stared outside the window again. ‘My name is Savannah. Nice to meet you.’ Even more startled then the first time you turned around to look at her and the hand she extended for you to shake. Which you did, while greeting her back. ‘Nice to meet you Savannah, I’m Y/N.’ Again she smiled as brightly as ever. ‘So, what brings you on this train today, y/n?’ Her hand went through her short and curly, blonde hair. ‘Work.’ You smiled sadly. She noticed. ‘You don’t like your work?’ Were you really going to explain that to this stranger you just met? ‘Not really, long story. What about you? What brings you here?’ You decided to keep it simple and switch the spotlight on her. ‘Same as you.’ But she seemed happy saying it. ‘I work in a social and psychological field.’ She answered a question you never asked, however you still nodded, actually quite interested, there was something about this woman that you couldn’t place your finger on. ‘I study people and their behaviour. While doing that I mostly ask one question.’ A pause, her eyes piercing trough yours, like they were waiting on something. It was almost uncomfortable. ‘And that question is?’ You decided to ask so she continued on with her story. ‘What kind of person are you?’ Another nod from your side, this time more confused. Suddenly she scooted a little closer and looked out the window for a quick second before bringing her glance back to you. ‘Let’s do an experiment! Let’s say.. hypothetically I asked you to do something that affects someone in this train but doesn’t have any effect on you.’ ‘And what do I have to do?’ ‘It’s simple. There is a person on this train who doesn’t belong here and has something they shouldn’t have. They are carrying a bag, you don’t know what it looks like. The only thing you have to do is find them.’ Your confusion grew even bigger. ‘Why would I do that?’ A chuckle escaped her lips. ‘There is a reward in return.’ ‘What kind of reward?’ Her blue eyes scanned around the room, trying to find a person who heard you being a bit too loud while asking that question. After finding no one her face came even closer to yours. ‘In the bathroom in the second wagon is 75 thousand dollars. The money is yours if you do that one little thing.’ You blinked once, twice. ‘You said hypothetically.’ ‘One little thing, nothing more. You only have to find them.’ ‘Nothing more?’ ‘Nothing more.’ You bit your lip. Was this some sort of prank? A few minutes ago you didn’t even know of the existence of this woman and now she was offering you to find this person in exchange for so much money. If you had been in the right mind you would have said no to such a dumb offer, what were they going to do with that person either way and how would you even find them, would there even be money? But it still sounded attempting, very even. You could pay for your brothers college and maybe even move out with him, to a save and better place for him to grow up. You could maybe even find another job. Very tempting. You could just check the bathroom and see if she was right, if so you could just take the money and go and never come back and if she was lying you could just go on with your day and have a new experience with a crazy lady in your memory frame.

The speakers announced that it had arrived at one of the stops. Savannah got up. ‘Looks like it’s my stop. You have until the next stop to decide. Don’t tell anyone about this deal or there will be consequences.’ She walked off but halted before the doors of the compartment and turned around to ask you the question one more time.

‘What kind of person are you?’

[shi-daisy]

Black Moon Rising Pt.1

Hello my dear shippers! For day 5 and 6 of Ulquihime Week I'll be making a two part lil' fic. I've had this idea for a while and I thought it would be fun to play with.

So most of you know I have a full length Ulquihime fic on FF.net and on Wattpad. It's basically an AU where Orihime saved Ulquiorra and he went on to live with her in Karakura. That's the shortest version of the plot anyway. So this is sorta like a 'what if' with that plot. Orihime still saved Ulquiorra, but instead of him going with her and becoming more human, she turns into an Arrancar and crosses over to his side. Hope you all like!

@ulquihimeweek

Ulquihime Week -Day 5- Protect/Blood

Black Moon Rising (Pt. 1)

The carnage between the two hollows had covered the silvery sand in crimson.

Orihime was desperately trying to heal Uryu, as Ichigo had tried stabbed him earlier.

"Inoue, please don't waste your time here. Just run and get to safety."

"I'm not going to leave you behind Ishida-kun! You're bleeding badly and Kurosaki is still in that awful form, so I don't care how much you tell me to leave, I'm staying here!"

He didn't argue further and let Orihime heal him. From the smoke around them, she couldn't see either Ichigo or Ulquiorra. 'What happened to them?'

That question was swiftly answered when she felt a dark pressure beside her. It was Ichigo, and his hollow mask hadn't cracked. Ulquiorra was nowhere to be found.

Orihime put herself between Ishida and Ichigo, calling up a shield just in case. “Stay back Kurosaki-kun! " Her tone was fearful. In truth, she didn't like yelling, especially not at Ichigo, but there wasn't anything else she could do. He had already proven he couldn't be reasoned with.

The hollow growled, not too keen on the suggestion of stepping aside. With one motion of his blade, Orihime's golden shield was shattered.

The hollow began charging another cero between it's horns. Orihime tried to conjure up another shield but knew it wouldn't be fully materialized in time. She closed her eyes, hoping Uryu's wounds would be fully healed before she died. 'At least one of us needs to survive.'

But death didn't come. Before Ichigo could blast then, Ulquiorra apeared behind him, breaking one of Ichigo's horns with his spear.

The cero was redirected, and once again smoke covered the area.

"I can see Kurosaki. I think he's back to normal."

Orihime nodded, checking Uryu's wounds one last time before investigating. "Your wounds are healed. If something happens to me, you must run, Ishida-kun."

With that she left. The smoke was slowly fading and she could see Ichigo finally waking up. He looked as if that hollow transformation hadn't happened, and his wounds were fully healed. 'Typical, he never needed me to heal him before, why should he start now?' Orihime then began looking for Ulquiorra, she found him in a worst state than she imagined.

The Cuarta Espada was out cold, his body burned and bloody so badly that she doubted it could be repaired.

"Ulquiorra!" Orihime kneeled down on the sand, placing his head on her lap. His eyes were slowly opening. She quickly cast Soten Kisshun, it wasn't working.

"Woman, what are you doing?" Ulquiorra spoke, his voice was as monotone as always.

"What does it look like doing?! I'm trying to save you!"

"Nonsense. I have lost the battle, I deserve to perish."

"Like hell! I'm going to heal you and that's final, so shut up!"

She didn't know where that sudden burst of anger came from until tears fell down her face. Ulquiorra's wounds were not healing, even with her power.

Desperation began to take over as the blood kept on pouring.

'No, no, no! I can't let him die!'

"I told you, it's useless. Leave me here. Your friends did as you said and came to protect you, it wouldn't be fair for their efforts to go to waste."

"What about you?! Who protects you?!"

It was getting hard to see with her watery eyes, still she caught Ulquiorra's vivid expression. His emerald eyes were widened in surprise, she'd never seen Ulquiorra show any emotion before. It suited him.

"Orihime, listen to me, and listen well. You're the only person that cares if I live or die. That's more than I ever expect to have. Just leave me be, and save yourself."

She wouldn't. She wouldn't abandon him. Not even if he begged her to.

Their earlier conversation came to mind, when he put his hand on her chest and asked her about the heart. She could sense it, the sadness and longing that he kept hidden under a layer of nihilism. From that moment onwards she promised herself, she would show Ulquiorra what it was like to have a heart, if just to see her warden smile. She didn't expect things to go so wrong. 'Why? Why do I always have to be the one 'protected'? Why does it always lead to pain?'

"Ever since I was a child, I've relied on others for protection. My brother, my friends, they've all kept me safe and sound. I'm grateful, truly I am, but whenever they do that it makes me feel like a burden. I can't fight, or train, I'm helpless!

No one ever took me seriously, until you," Orihime swallowed hard to keep from sobbing. "There were times you were cold and cruel, but you never thought less of me! You never treated me as if I was made of glass! You're the only person who's ever done that! So, please Ulquiorra, let me be the protector for once. Let me save you!"

Ulquiorra didn't say anything, he raised his hand to wipe away her tears. "Forgive me. I wish I could've spend more time with you. You're truly a unique woman, Orihime Inoue."

She put her her hand over his, it was slowly turning into ashes.

'No! I can't let him die! I'll do anything!'

Orihime felt her hairpins glow warm, they were almost burning her hair.

'Orihime! Can you hear us?'

Her Rikka spirits were communicating with her.

'Yes. I can hear you all."

'There is a way to save the Arrancar, but it comes at a very high price.'

'Whatever it is, I'll do it!'

'You must tear your heart in half, and recite an incantation. It shall restore him to full health, but it will also turn you into an Arrancar.'

She'd be a hollow, eternally trapped in Hueco Mundo, with no chance of ever seeing Tatsuki, or her brother again. To anyone else this would've been a hard choice, yet she didn't hesitate.

One look at him was all it took for her mind to be set. 'You wanted a heart, I shall give you mine.'

'I'll do it."

Her Rikka told her where to cut, so that the process wouldn't kill her. It was unsightly, to hold her own beating heart in her hands, yet here she was. As instructed, Orihime let some of the blood pour into Ulquiorra's hollow hole. Then she began chanting the incantation.

"Turn back the sands of time and heal what had been broken. Don't let him go with so many words unspoken. With this heart I seal my vow to protect. Soten Kisshun, I reject!" With all the strength she could muster Orihime gripped the organ tightly, completely crushing it.

The words came into being and a blinding yellow glow inundated the area. Orihime felt her consciousness slipping away, her head was aching, and her chest felt very heavy. Before surrendering to darkness she heard Ulquiorra calling her name.

'It is done.' she smiled and let herself slip away.

***

Ulquiorra still couldn't comprehend what happened. One moment he was prepared to face oblivion, the next Orihime was preforming a strange ritual on him that concluded with a blinding golden light. It made his memories all the more blurry.

He was fully healed. His limbs and organs were fully restored, even the horn Kurosaki has torn off grew back.

'What did she do?!'

He had lived for almost five centuries, yet he hadn't feel true desperation until today.

Orihime was sleeping, or at least that's what he hoped. He turned her over and gasped, her face was serene, adorned with a smile on her red lips, but also with markings. Markings that resembled his own all too well. Her hair was longer, cascading down to her waist like liquid fire. Her clothes also changed from white to black, and her head had two black horns coming from it. 'She's an Arrancar...'

"Orihime. Orihime wake up!" He tried to keep his composture, but the worry was palpable in his voice.

Orihime stirred awake. Her eyes no longer silver but rather gold. She blinked a few times before fully waking.

"Ulquiorra! You're alive!" She jumped into his arms and hugged him tightly.

He could feel her trembling with every sob. Without hesitation he returned the hug. "You said you didn't want to cry anymore." He told her firmly.

Orihime giggled. "These are happy tears!"

He didn't protest any further, helping her stand up when she let go. "Thank you, Orihime."

She smiled, placing her hand on his cheek as he'd done to her before.

A nearby pressure startled the both of them. Orihime's friends had finally caught up to them. They did not look happy.

Ulquiorra considered hiding Orihime behind him, but immediately shook the thought away. The woman didn't need anyone to protect her, much less now.

Still, he held onto her hand. She didn't let go either. They both knew it was likely things would end in blood.

To be continued...

[manianlittlecutie]

Aliens react to humans

Ok listen. My idea was "How would Aliens react to learning that we humans not only like to eat and enjoy our meals, not just to consume life necesarry nutrience, but that we created jobs that are just for the crafting of food? How would they react to said food?" And from there on it got outa hand. (Really though this is just me being sleep deprived and wanting to write something nice)

Scenario:

It had been quiet an eventfull day at the exploration ship of the intergalactic ferderations number 217. One of their crew members, HumanSarah, the ships mechanic, had been given the permission to let a friend board the ship and stay with her for aproximately 2 earth weeks. The excitement had been visible very clearly. The boarding of the new human alone had been quiet the experience.

HumanSarah, who normally would be rather chatty but never really loud, had begun to burst into fits of giggles hours before the ship had even landet on the docks where she'd see her friend. And when it finally happened to be time and the other human had set a step onto the ships bridge HumanSarah had rushed towards them and lept into their arms.

The ships other crew members had to gasp at the sight but were quickly relieved to find that no damage had been dealt to either of the humans and that it had simply been a gesture of HumanSarah being overly joyfull.

Once inside xey had quickly noticed some details about the two humans. While xey were aware that humans had rather unique apearances xey were still surprised to see how much they could differ.

HumanSarah had bronze skin, green eyes, light hair (blond. It was called blond.) and fairly sharp if very open features her friend looked like the complete opposite. While she was a bit taller she looked a lot softer with very light skin, dark hair and dark blue eyes.

"This is Melanie everyone. She is my best friend since kindergarten and the absolute best baker in the universe."

HumanMelanie's cheeks turned a slight red as she gave the crew a shy but very warm smile while simoultaniously lifting her hand in a greeting manner.

"Hello everyone. I hope I'm not intruding. Sarah told me a lot of good things about you all."

Her voice was soft and warm and vastly different from HumanSarah's louder and a bit grufer ones.

That was when Zam'khe, a motianer from the planet T'hur noticed the metal box HumanMelanie was holding in one hand.

"What is that?"

Xe asked, pointing at the box with one of xis 4 arms.

"Oh. Well I thought it would be rude to come aboard without showing my gratitude so I made a variaty of different cookies for all to enjoy. I listed the ingredience for every one of them so nobody would eat one they couldn't process."

HumanMelanie proceedet to hold the box infront of her chest so every crew member would be able to see what was inside. Yet nothing had prepared the crew members for the sight xey were about to see.

Dozens of different shaped and sized so called "Cookies" came into view once the box was opened. However that was nothing compared to the smell that came forth. To put it into human words, it smelled heavenly.

Most crew members had to hold onto xemselves, some swallowing heavily and others just staring in awe.

HumanMelanie gave another smile at that, seemingly happy with the reaction she had got.

"If you show me the cafeteria I can place them down there and you can all try some."

That soundet like a good idea to everyone so xey helped HumanSarah and HumanMelanie pick up HumanMelanies bags as well as another box full of what HumanMelanie would referr to as magical things.

Once that was taken care of and everyone was in the cafeteria it was time to try the "cookies". Some crewmembers couldn't hold onto xeir manners lunging foreward to finally be able to try some of this human produce. Once everyone had a "cookie" it was HumanSarahs turn to loudly exclaim a "Cheers!", signalling that xey could start eating.

Just one bite and everybody was entranced by xeir individual "cookie". HumanMelanies smile grew to a size that seemed rather impossable but somehow still fit onto her face. Soon after that everyone was talking about how these "cookies" must be really hard to make and how they all tasted slightly or vastly different. Most cheered at the sweetnes of one of the "cookies" called snickerdoodle while some other crew members liked the ones that were called gingersnaps.

"See? I told ya'll Melanies the best baker in the galaxy."

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That got longer then expected. Might add onto this if I feel like it. Rn I just wanted to write a sweet lil story.

[theholyyuunoaduck]

Daily yuunoa fanfiction

I titled this work

"My hero"

because i was listening to "hero by tommee proffit feat mike and i love to think that shinoa is yuu's hero because she's successfully protected yuu's family more times than anyone in the series in my opinion

So before i saw the spoilers for chapter 72 i had a theory that kureto summoned shinoa because he wanted to execute the traitor of the hiragi family seeing as how devoted he is to the name

So i made a little fanfic about it and it might be late but oh well~

Kureto: *raises his sword onto shinoa* like i said i don't forgive traitors

Shinoa: *gasps and trips backwards with wide eyes as the sword starts to descend towards her everything was so slow and terrifying in that moment it wasn't the first she had expereince though, the first being when she was within the confines of the hiragi house to undergo torture, the second when kureto had nearly choked her to death to test gurens loyalty and mahiru's intent, and many other times within her years in the army, the time with crowley in the same day, nagoya, shibuya, the experience of near death was no such thing as new to her and yet for some reason this time was more terrifying for she knew there would be no saving herself this time not against this monster she called her brother she opened her lips one last time as the blade had begun its slow descent onto her shoulder intent on splitting her and gasped with fear...but it had stoped there the blade moved no further with a loud klang the world around her seemed to stop but in front of her...*

A minute before the current events

Mikaela: yuu look at this book do you think this might be it? *he asked his freind as he showed him documents of vampire transformation and history along with information detailing about the ritual conducted for the revival of the dead within one of those pages a name was written "mahiru hiragi"*

Yuu: let me see! *he asked as he took the papers but a sudden chill ran up his spine it wasn't the first time he had felt this however the first had been in shibuya and the second within nagoya airport*

Mika: yuu? Are y-

Yuu: *yuu's wings had suddenly apeared and he dropped the papers instantly tearing through brick stone and wood with such velocity that it was inhuman not even a vampire nor demon nor living being could move that fast he was bearling through wall after wall teeth gritted hand on sword and sheath the force of his anger his fear his anxiety had caused so much on his body that he began to bleed from his nose and his lip from biting* i heard her! *he said as he looked in horror at the elder brother of his lilac colored freind who he called family*

*the sword was already within a small cut of her shoulder but he wasn't about to give up now he charged at them both and intercepted the blow before it could cause any more damage but he struggled to keep his blade in that place* GRAHHHH!!!

Kureto: ah! The black demon boy ive been waiting to pay you back for the damages you made in na- *kureto was interupted by a mighty kick that had hit his abdomen and knocked him back and the wind out of his gut as he raised his horizon to see the boy he and shinoa were gone*

Yuu: *yuu was running as fast as his legs would take him with shinoa in his arms panting from blood loss and panic running out and up the building he had just escaped were they both landed on the floor* SHINOA ARE YOU OK ARE YOU ALRIGHT?! *he yelled as he let her down on the concrete roof were she layed tired and pale skinned holding her wound with one eye closed the adrenaline has ceased to course her body rather rapidly*

Shinoa: *sits up* y-yes i am alright

Yuu: *yuu was panting as his features his eyes and wings went to normal and he looked down to the floor his voice began to tremmble along with his body* sh-shinoa i'm sorry im so sorry!

Shinoa: *shinoa had looked at him in confusion as the curse began to seal her wound slowly* for what?

Yuu:i...i nearly failed to protect you again...i nearly lost you again....why why can't i ever pro-

Shinoa: *shinoa quickly let go of her shoulder and looked apologetic to him as she wrapped her arms around him his forehead pressed to her collarbone* yuu..it's alright I'm fine...and its only thanks to you...

Yuu: but i-

Shinoa: yuu i'm fine

Yuu: shinoa....i'm

Shinoa: i said im fine yuu i'm not going anywhere...

Yuu: *he began laughing in despair as she said that with his tears streaming diwn her face* that's right...you promised to stay by my side...i made you promise to stay by my side....but that's so unfair....ive never....been able to promise you that *he pulled away from her chest and braught her into his arms* from now on....from now on im never leaving your side..i promise i swear to you on my life ill never leave you again!

Shinoa: *shinoa couldn't help but blush at the remark he said as she braught her face closer to his neck and nuzzled there she wasn't used to this sort of treatement but she had no intention in not getting used to it* i'll be in your care then...*she said with a small smile*

The focus went from shinoa to yuu's crying emotionless face and had focused more towards his eye which turned into a dark ocean that he layed within

A small yuu within those dark waters found small rays of light

"Why....why is it always like this*

He said as the small rays turned into large rays and revealed both his parents and almost as soon as they appeared it was gone

The next light that appeared as he sank deeper into the water with no emotion to be found upon his face was of his family within the orphanage

Suddenly the light turned blood red with all of their bodies on the floor

And finally as he began to reach the sea floor he was dressed in his jida uniform tattered and ripped with a single black inky wing and a red eye with the same emotionless expression he wore

Suddenly though

"Ah...whats that warmth.." He whispered as he felt himself be hugged by a small girl with lilac hair she was adorable in the small sailor suit and she was bright like the lights he had seen before behind her 5 other lights appeared behind her it was his new family along with mikaela but soon they started to fade in their light yuu reached for them but could not move as he was sent careening through the air by a mighty punch delivered by crowley on the floor once again that single light remained and again those 5 other lights flickered*

Yuu: shinoa....youre always picking up after me arent you....how is it that you can do what i long for so easily....

He began falling from the sky headfirst in the nagoya airport with his sword deep within his abdomen his eye twitched as he fell and he could see her...giving out orders and protecting those 5 lights now 6 with her life and he was within her arms as he woke up*

Yuu! I'm right here!

*she exclaimed while crying into his shoulder*

"Youre always always always picking up my messes shinoa...even when i gain all this power i can't do what youve done for me for all this time" he thought within his head as he looked around and saw those lights now 7 surrounding him in the shape of mika,mitsuba,guren,narumi,kimizuki, yoichi and the one holding him was shinoa

He held his chest as he looked her in the eyes ontop of the roof where they were last a small blush and smile spread across his face*

"Ahh...what is this feeling..." He asked himself as he felt his heart pulse and come to life as his senses returned to normal and the face of shinoa was more clear to him seeing her tears covering her face she gasped as she hugged him tightly*

In the distance of the roof mikaela looked at them both and smiled..

Mikaela: *thinking to himself* their hearts are beating...at the same extatic rythem as each other....

The end

SO TO EXPLAIN THE END MIKA IS THE FIRST ONE TO FIGURE OUT YUU HAS FALLEN FOR SHINOA RIGHT THEN AND THERE BECAUSE OF VAMPIRES SUPER ACUTE HEARING

And like i said this was more of a pipe dream that i wanted for chapter 72 hahah

Special thanks to @ichinose-s for helping me get this fanfic out and flushed

[artsydoodle]

“tired of sleep”

darkness. a thing that makes people scared most of the time, where you can't see anythign exept light. a place where monsters can be on every place, anytime, anywhere. a place where i'd rather dislike being as a child. i still don't like the darkness of my bedroom, especially when i'm still awake. some people are comfortable in the dark, they feel safe. i'm not one of those people. i know what are in those shadows at night. the darkness is not my friend. i'd stay away from it as much as possible, even if it means staying up all night. i do that quite for a long time, until my body finally shuts down, and i pass out. i do regain my strength after a few hours or so. i use the night time as a working period. i'm too scared to even turn the lights off. there's no one who can stop me from staying up all night, since i haven't started a relationship, and my familly is in another country. i moved from the Netherlands to Canada. i was going to see my boyfriend for the first time, i was exited. turned out my boyfriend i have been dating for 9 years, was a 56 year old man, who had tricked kids into thinking he was way younger. he was arested and put in jail for a few years. i now know there's no possibility for love, at least not for me. i grab my scetching book while walking towards my bed. i feel tired, but i'm not going to sleep at least for 5 hours. i can't sleep while that...”thing” could be watching, waiting for me to turn the light off, and fall asleep. i'm not going to let “it” get the chance, like last year. i start scetching, but i'm still aware of my surroundings. if i wake up and something is missing, out of place or just moved for a tiny bit, i'll burn this house to the ground with “it” inside. i know its somewhere, i can feel it. though i've never seen it, i know its there. its not hard to spot its shadow at the corner of my eye, when i doze off, or get too much attention for my scetches, it just suddenly appears. but when i regain attention for the room, its just...gone. it would go as quick as it came. i've never seen it good enough, not clear enough to see what it looks like, but i sure know i don't have to know. it sounds like i'm crazy right? well, maybe i am. maybe i'm not. i don't give a fuck though. but if that “thing” does exist, then i won't stop keeping myself awake as i'm doing now.

it sounds like its not hard to kill “it”, just burn the house down, or call the cops. but theres a pattern it uses. somethimes it apears in corners somethimes in the bathroom while i shower, or take a bath, somethimes it just knocks on my window or door. but what mostly creeps me out, is that i'm home alone. i can't talk to anyone about this, not my friends, not my family, no person shoukd know this but me. its because i once told a friend of mine about the creature. her name was Max, a twelve year old girl at the time. she was a girl that could really listen to me, and make me feel better. she was a person you could trust with your problems, even some secrets. i was fifteen when i first started noticing that “thing” so i talked to Max about it. she was horrified about the thing i told her. a few days after, she started changing. form skin colour, to personality, even her voice changed. the next thing i knew a few weeks after, i saw on the news she had comitted suicide. i was so heart broken, i had killed one of my best friends, and a really great person. i was filled with guilt, i even stopped eating for a few days. its the reason i'll never tell anyone. not a living being in this world diserves the ending she had because of me. now that you think of it, maybe she had the same thing, and thaught i got it too because of me hanging out with her. it doesn't matter though, she's gone and i'm the only one thats alive. if you see it from another perspective, this is a fight between life, and a horrible way of death. after all, we fight against death, its how we survive in this world. i wish i would've had a normal life though. 

[freakxwannaxbe]

Alright, fanfic tropes, Durarara, go!

I feel like I’ve been waiting all my life for this.

Slow burn: Shizuo. This boy needs all the love he can get, but the problem is, he will try to avoid it as best as he can out of fear of hurting them. Him doubting himself, trying to stay away, but somehow constantly running in to her, that one really cute person that has a really sweet smile when they see him. Lots of him being afraid of even touching them, in fear they’d break.Gods, any touch would leave him flexing his fingers as if burned by the sweetest fire. Mmmm Shizuo saving them from some precarious situation, he holds her up and close to him with one arm as he punches the lights of whoever it was that wanted to do her harm. After out of harms way, as the adrenaline (and Shizuo’s rage) wears off, he finally realizes who is in his arms, and whose hands are tightly wrapped around his shoulders, and he forgets how to breathe for a moment, giving a blunt apology as he puts her down. Instead instantly being greeted by a clinging hug from the person who is still shaking as she thanks him. She smells so good.Hufff, it would go on for /so/ long, it would be like Jane Austen levels of slow burning pining.

Fake date: Kyouhei. He would do anything to help out those who need it. Of course he’d help the person who posted in the Dollars forums about needing protection from an ex or from a stalker. The best way to keep close, his friends were quick to agree, was to pretend they’re dating and hoo boi it gets off from there. He doesn’t like it, but she sees it as a good decision.Kyouhei helps her out, pretending to be her boyfriend, walking her home from work, even giving her a lift in the van when needed.Most of the time, the interactions are friendly and courtous. Kyouhei listens to her problems and tries to give advice as he can. Her friends already are all convinced they are dating. It’s whenever the ex/suspected stalker is somewhere near is when he automatically pulls her closer, his hands gripping her shoulders, sometimes even around her waist, his eyes narrowing in their direction as a warning to to stay away.Kyouhei starts growing fonder of these interactions, of their conversations. He keeps thinking of excuses to see them more often.

Enemies to Lovers: Izaya. Of course it’s Izaya. Everyone from Ikebukuro to Shinjuku knows to stay the fuck away from Izaya.It starts as a series of unfortunate circumstances, constantly runing in to the chaos he starts, somehow always being near when a fight breaks out between Izaya and Shizuo. They want no part of this aspect of Ikebukuro, but after the pattern repeating, Izaya starts remembering their face.So, he starts paying more attention. She seems to always be there, and he starts getting interested in why.When he finally confronts them, he is met with her contempt. And worst of all, the realization that she is absolutely normal, and her pattern of appearances were nothing more than accidental. And this annoys Izaya and all the expectations he had, but he isn’t one to be kept down by something as mundane as “normal”, he decides he is going to have fun with this. With ruining her urge for living a normal life.So now, Izaya becomes a constant in her life. He apears on her walks to work, around her neighborhood, he memorized her schedule and she loathes it, having him be a part of her everyday.But, somehow, his presence, his charm and quirks start growing on her. She finds herself laughing at his jokes, and expecting his presence. And the adrenaline of the danger he brings with him starts being addictive.

[negasonicteenagemess]

Best Friends || Peter Parker Imagine

Word Count: 1,850

Requests: Hiiii! Could you pretty please do a Peter Parker (Tom Holland) x reader, where she, Peter and Ned are best friends in high school and Ned is the first one to notice Peter has a total crush on her. Fast forward to noticing she feels the same and trying to get them together? Bonus points for Spiderman? Thank youuuu 😘😘 @betty234

ahhh i’m in love with your blog!!! also very much in love with spider-man (tom holland….) soooo if you’re still taking requests, would you write one about peter parker being your best friend but obviously both of you like each other so you go do “couple-ish” things like cuddling while watching movies, etc. but one day you go out shopping (him carrying your bags whilst trying on clothes haha) and something happens so he has to go fight crime but ends up coming back, etc., fluffy/cute. ty! xx

A/N:I tried my best

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Y/N looked around the cafeteria looking for her best friends, Peter and Ned. She has been friends with them ever since the 4th grade when they took her to the nurse’s office after she scraped her knee at recess. They instantly clicked and have been inseparable since.

She spotted a head of light brown locks(i swear his hair is slightly reddish though), Peter Parker. Y/N walked up to the table that him and Ned are sitting at, clutching the now wrinkled paper in her hand. “Guys! I passed my math test!” She squealed as she sat down in front of the boys. Ned smiled. “That’s great! What grade did you get?” He asked with the smile still there.

“I got a 97! Ms. Busch said I got the best grade in the class.” She said still grinning. “You should be thanking me for helping you study.” Peter said with a cheeky smile on his face. “Why thank you Peter Parker,my knight in shinning armor, for helping me not fail the worst class in the world.” Y/N stated dramatically. Ned started dying with laughter even though it wasn’t that funny.

“So, what’d you guys do over the weekend?” She asked as she started eating the food off of Peter’s plate.

“I watched all of the Star Wars movies. It was awesome.” Ned told. “What about you Pete?” Y/N asked again.

“What? Oh, I-I went to the movies with…. with my Aunt! Yeah, yeah with May.” Peter answered awkwardly. Ned looked at him with a ‘dude, your'e such a fucking liar’ look, on his face. “Well that’s cool. What movie did you see?” Y/N asked while having a look of confusion on her face due to Peter’s sudden awkwardness. “Well, that’s the thing, it was some chick flick. I don’t really remember the name.” Peter lied. It’s not like Peter could tell her that he was busy beating bad guys up and getting his ass beat as his alter ego, Spider-Man.

The three of them continued talking about random nothings until they heard the bell ring, signalling the end of the lunch period. The three of them started heading to their next class, Chemistry, which they gladly had together. Y/N walked to the class and put her backpack on the lab table with her head on top, groaning. “I don’t want to be here.” She groaned as her friends laughed at her. “It’s alright. We’ll get through this together.” Peter said with mock sympathy while patting her back. Y/N gave him a childish glare as she sat up to see Ned staring at his 2 friends with an odd look on his face.

“What are you staring at?” Peter asked as he looked at Ned, who was looking between his friends “Oh, it’s nothing.” He replied with sarcasm and a small, almost non existent smirk on his face while Peter just shrugged it off. Y/N just groaned again as she pulled out her notebook from her bag. The tardy bell hadn’t rung yet so the trio continued their conversation from lunch Under the table, Peter reached for Y/N’s hand. Their hands intertwined with each other like it was routine, because it was. The two held hands all the time because it was something that came so naturally to them.

“So, do you guys want to go to the mall this Saturday? I have nothing to do, and I want to hang with my best buds.” Y/N asked with a smile on her face. “I can’t. I am swamped with homework.” Ned answered, sounding over exaggerated. Peter knew that Ned was just trying to set him up with Y/N, due to his forever-long crush on the girl. “What about you Petey? Are you just going to leave me hanging by myself?” She asked sarcastically.

Peter chuckled as he lightly squeezed her hand. “I would never leave you hanging.” He said just before the bell rang, silently thanking Ned for having too 'much homework’.

“Since you never leave me hanging, do you want to stay the night on Friday since we’re hanging out Saturday?” Y/N whispered to Peter. “Sure, I gotta tell May though.” He whispered back with a smile as he leaned back into his chair to listen to the teacher.

-

Friday quickly approached and the two friends soon walked to Y/N’s house together.

“What movie do you wanna watch?” Y/N asked as she hopped on her bed in her PJs, next to Peter. “Whatever movie you want to watch.” He replied.

“You are too corny, Mr.Parker.” She said as she picked up a dvd that was on her bedside table. She opened the case and put the disk in her laptop. Y/N wrapped her hands around Peter’s torso, and she draped her leg over his. Peter put his arm around her and pulled her close to him. This was completely normal for them.

Halfway through the movie Y/N fell asleep on Peter’s chest. Peter smiled lovingly at the girl on top of him thinking about all the reasons he loved her. There was too many to count.

-

“This looks so bad.” She complained to her friend whom was carrying all of her bags while waiting outside of the fitting rooms of one of her favorite stores. “Come on. It can’t loo that bad. Let me see."Peter begged as he placed the bags down on the floor. Y/N walked out of the dressing room wearing a dress that looked absolutely stunning on her. Peter just stared,with his mouth opened a bit.

"In what world does this look bad? You look amazing.” Peter gushed as he admired his best friend. “This is why we are friends, Peter Parker. You are the sweetest person I have ever met.” Y/N stated. Peter’s phone buzzed as Y/N went back into the dressing room to change back to her regular clothes.

Peter got a notification from Twitter. There was an armed robbery happening a few blocks from the mall he was just at. He didn’t want to leave Y/N alone but, people could get hurt. “Y/N? Listen I, I gotta go. Something came up. I’m sorry.” He shouted to the door as he sped off to his house to get his suit. “Wait, what? Peter!?” Y/N yelled as she tried to pull of the rest of the dress.

Y/N left the dressing room to see all of her bags on the floor, where her best friend should’ve been.

-

Y/N left the mall after buying the dress. She hailed a cab to get home.

About two hours after she got home, it was already dark out. Y/N was in her room, scrolling on her phone when she heard a loud knock on her window. Nobody ever knocked on her window so she was a little bit scared. Y/N went to pull the curtain to see who was on the other side of the glass. Hwn she saw the red suit, she looked confused. “What the fuck?” she said as she opened her window. Spider-Man crawled in through the window and fell against the floor. There was slashes all over his body.

“What the fuck?” She said again as she went to get a bag of vegetables to put on the bruises he most likely had, and some other medical supplied like peroxide and bandages. As she was taking off the body part of his suit to try and fix him she asked him, “Why the hell did Spider-Man show up at my window like this?” Still shocked, she put some peroxide on a cloth and then put that on his cuts. The man wheezed at the pain. He reached for his mask to pull it off. The mask slowly pulled off of his face and Y/N started to see that his face was laced with a painful expression. She only noticed who the man was when he took the mask off completely. “B-Because I’m Spider-Man.” Her best friend replied.

Y/N was not at all prepared for this. The end of her day panned out differently in her head.  "Oh my god. Oh my god.“ She exclaimed as she wrapped his body with bandages. Nothing was said after that though. Once Y/N was done with his wounds, she just sat on her bed, flabbergasted.

The two were silent before she spoke. "Does Ned know?” She asked as he started to sit up and lean against her wall. he only nodded his head.

“Why didn’t you tell me, Pete?” Y/N asked the question she was dreading. “I-I don’t know. I just wanted to keep you safe. If someone found out how much you meant to Spider-Man, they could hurt you and I didn’t want that to happen.” He replied rubbing his neck and looking at anything but you.

“I just wish you would’ve told me. We couldv'e fought crime together.” Y/N joked as she saw a faint smile apear on Peter’s lips. She stood up from her bed and moved to sit next to him on the floor, against the wall. “No more secrets, okay? Even if that means I get hurt. You have to promise to tell me everything from now on. Promise?” She asked with a faint voice. “I promise.” He swore, looking into her eyes.

“Guess I have to tell you something else than….” Peter muttered as he scratched his neck again. Y/N looked at him with curiosity. He sighed, putting his head in his hands.

“Peter, what is it?” Y/N asked with concern.

“I love you, okay? I have ever since 6th grade and I wanted to get over it but it’s hard because I know you would never like me back. When I see you everyday, I fall even more in love with you and I don’t know how to stop it and I don’t think I want to. You mean everything to me. And I would hate myself if you ever got hurt because of Spider-Man.” He exclaimed. Peter was glad to get that off of his chest but, he might have just ruined his friendship with you, forever.

“Oh Peter Parker. You have no idea what you do to me.” She said as she straddled his thighs and caught his lips in a kiss. He was shocked but also relieved that he didn’t get rejected. You pulled away, desperate to get air into your lungs.

“I have loved you for the longest time, Peter. You are my best friend and I trust you with everything. God, I wish you would’ve told me that you loved me sooner.” Y/N said, cutting her speech short, being desperate for another kiss. Peter pulled away with a sharp gasp, needing air. The two just smiled at each other, foreheads pressed against one another. Both of the teens were panting from the heated kiss. “And you should also be glad that Spider-Man is one of my favorite superheros.” She said, making Peter laugh.