#rin is number 1 once again!

[iwantflyingpigs]

BSFFR?! WHAT!!

oh. oh this is wild. this is gonna be wild.

ryurin is keeping us fed!

RIN AND SHIDOU FINALLY BACK WITH IN THE TOP RANKINGS. LESSGOOOO

oh how i missed shidou. keep grinning and winning king o7 my goat is back 😫

[tatsumessy]

Missed calls - {itoshi sae}

“gosh you’re so fucking annoying. I wanted to call my girlfriend so that I could calm down from the huge amount of stress I’m already under and here you are acting like a nagging clingy psycho.” before any other words could be spoken you hung up the phone placing it on the nightstand.

Sae <3: I’m sorry.

Sae <3: y/n?

1 missed call

5 missed calls

12 missed calls

20 missed calls

hearing your phone ring once again you picked up up furiously screaming into the phone. “WHAT?” you yelled out of character, there was silence before he spoke, “you’re ignoring my calls.” without answering you slammed your phone on the nightstand not before turning on do not disturb.

you and sae had gotten in a pretty heated argument which ultimately ended with you hanging up the phone and ignoring it. he is in the states right now for a tournament so he can’t come to you. usually his sullen, dull, asshole personality would be just fine because that’s what you’re used too but this time he went too far.

he seemed like he didn’t even care. he wasn’t due to come back until next month so you opted to block his number leaving him with his “issues” that he has to deal with. if he thinks you’re clingy, fine. you’ll just go on about your business and leave him to do whatever he wanted. he always acts like he doesn’t want to be in a relationship so why not give him the freedom he’s wanted.

sae the moment those words came out his mouth felt like a dick. you were only worried because he had gotten trashed in an interview and it was shown on tv everywhere. he was frustrated and took it out of you, he knew the choice of words that he spoke was wrong but he said it anyways.

after you hung up on him he decided to wait until the morning to talk to you but his text weren’t going through and his calls weren’t either. “I’m sorry, the number you have dialed-” he tossed his phone on the hotel bed grabbing his head in frustration. his day was already starting horrible, usually you two would call each other in the morning and talk about what you’d do during the day so that you two knew when to call each other later.

two weeks passed and at this point he had called your number at least 40 times a day. any free second he had he would call you or text you, this is the longest you two had ever gone without talking to each other and he was seriously getting worried. getting back to his hotel for the night he laid down on his back holding his phone above his face. his phone was basically stuck on your contact card and that was the only form of you he had besides the endless albums of you in his photos or his rotating lockscreen picture.

he backed out of your contact and went to his brother’s reluctantly pressing the call button and waiting for him to answer. “what?” he spoke and sae was already rolling his eyes at his brother attitude. “can you check on y/n?” rin let out an annoyed sigh and sae could hear shuffling on his end of the phone. “y/n are you okay?” he heard you say yeah in the background confused then he heard more shuffling before rin spoke up again.

“she’s fine.” he was about to hang up but sae needed to ask, “why are you with y/n?” “we have dinner ever sunday together.” before any more questions could be asked rin hung up the phone leaving sae feeling more empty than he already was.

a month passed and now with him coming home he was excited to see you but he needed to win this game before going home to you.

you were sitting in your car outside of the stadium debating on whether or not you wanted to go in. you had never missed any of his home games and you didn’t want to start, you just kept going back to your argument. the night sae called rin, that was the only time he had ever come over to yours and sae’s apartment for dinner. you had spoken to him about what happened and even though him and his brother aren’t really that close he gave you good advice.

“sae is an asshole, that not a secret. he doesn’t think before he speaks and doesn’t think about the damage his words can cause. all I have to say is he has never called me for anything relatively important but he just called me to ask if you were okay. I can’t speak for him, he said what he said and now he’s paying the price for it. only speak to him when you are ready.” he ended with that before leaving.

last night when you unblocked his number all the messages and missed calls that you missed flowed through your phone all at once. tears prickled on your bottoms lash line reading all of his text messages. the last one had you crying yourself to sleep while hugging his pillow.

sae <3: this is the last message I’ll send tonight. tomorrow we’re coming back and I would love to see you. I know you are probably still upset with me and I would be too. I hurt the person I love so bad to the point where we haven’t spoken in a month. I miss you, I love you and if you come to the game and even though I’m we haven’t worked things out, if you wear my jersey tomorrow I’ll know that we’ll be okay. sweet dreams princess i love you.

he was right, you were still pissed but you missed sae, prior to the argument he’d been gone for a month already and that made you miss him so much more. the sheets didn’t smell like him anymore nor did his pillow. you wanted sae back but you weren’t going to make it easy for him. unzipping your jacket you slipped the long sleeve over your head then pulled down the mirror to fix your hair and makeup.

~

you sat in the VIP section in your normal seat playing on your phone until the game ended. everyone stood up leaving the area while you stayed put, you could see sae being interviewed by someone but because of the distance you couldn’t tell if he was actually paying attention which irked your nerves. he was always so rude to people whenever they interviewed him but went through with them because you asked.

a couple of minutes passed and once almost all the people were gone you noticed sae started to walk towards your direction so you stood up and walked down the steps stopping at the railings that was separating the two of you. “y/n…” he spoke stopping right infront of you, looking at him you kind of glared trying to hide how much you missed him. more silence filled his ears and out of defeat he dropped his head taking a deep breath.

suddenly a small quiet sniffle sounded and he looked back up with tears in his eyes. “I can’t lose you, I fucked up I know I did. if you want to punish me some more then do it but please stop ignoring me I physically can’t do it anymore, I can’t live without you.” standing there you looked at him in shock, he’s never cried before especially over something like this.

“meet me in the tunnel.” “no.” he quickly responded jumping up and climbing over the railing. he landed immediately taking you into his arms, you gasped at his action but ultimately wrapped your arms around him gently rubbing his back. for a quick second you could feel him shaking but you may have been imagining it.

he pulled back keeping his arms wrapped around you so that he could admire what he missed in these two months. “you look gorgeous, I love you princess.”

“I know you do, you and your 1,882 calls” he laughed awkwardly as you pressed a small kiss on his sweaty jawline smiling up at him. “I love you too.”

[boughkeeping]

HEADS OR TAILS?

Itoshi Sae x GN! reader

Angst/comfort

Pt 1

Heartbreak is one thing my ego's another, I beg you don't embarrass me motherfucker...

Sae and his little brother used to get along just fine.

You just existed somewhere out there, sure you three were pretty close being neighbours but you knew you couldn't compare to the bond and love the itoshi bros had for eachother.

You just existed somewhere out there and it was fine with you.

"Your bangs are ugly"

"They're not"

"Heads or tails your bangs are ugly or not"

"Heads"

"I'm tail then"

You flipped the coin to reveal tails

"Yeah your bangs are ugly"

From your window you could see Sae and Itoshi, seemed like Sae was struggling to pull Rin from budging.

You immediately ran down to them "What happened?" You asked as you pulled Rin's round cheek but he smacked your hand away, he was very pouty for some reason. "He dropped his popsicle and when I told him he can't eat it he's getting angry"

You chuckled and crouched to Rin's level "Aw hey you can get another next time right?" But he just huffed and turned around. You sighed and pulled Sae's arm. "Alright since it seems like you won't listen to your brother I'll steal him thanks"

He immediately stood up and separated your arm from his and started pulling him to continue their way.

Sae waved you a quiet bye and you watched them leave, again you just existed somewhere out there but you didn't mind.

Itoshi Senior left for Spain and you were left with Itoshi Junior who still didn't like you. Years passed and Itoshi's dislike towards you lessened, you two could even hold conversations without him giving you a nasty look. Perhaps he matured.

One day you were just about to head out to a nearby store to buy snacks then you met Rin returning, he looked pretty pissed but then again when is he not.

"Who burst your bubble Itoshi Junior?" You leaned on the fence. "Sae... He's.." he muttered and you raised an eyebrow "Sae what?" He started walking away "He's back" you bent a little over the fence and pulled his sleeve "HE'S WHAT?" he slapped your hand away "He's back, in the grounds right now... But he's different I suggest you don't meet him unless you want to ruin your mood" with that he slammed the door.

You wasted no time running to where Rin said Sae is.

You felt like your lungs were gonna explode with the way you ran, when you saw reddish hair "S....ae?" You breathed heavily and rested your hands on your knees trying to catch a breath.

He said nothing. You looked at him, he grew up indeed. Both the Itoshi brothers did. You saw him on tv once months ago but seeing him in the real just felt different. "And.. your bangs are still ugly" you laughed lightly, but no response again you slowly walked towards him "Hello? Earth to Itoshi Sae? Did Spain turn your ears deaf?"

He finally said something "Don't bother." Was all he said, you tried to catch his arm to make him stop but he just moved away "You both are still stuck in the past, no wonder you two will never move ahead" you retracted your hand, whatever he said after that or did he even say anything?

That day it wasn't just Rin who left pissed.

Time passed and Itoshi Junior left for some football organisation too, and he couldn't come home for the duration. You were alone now.

You sipped on cold tea sitting outside looking at the sky that hardly had any starts, you could see two if you squinted your eyes and another one was even smaller and even farther away from those two stars.

It almost reminded you of something.

You hissed sat down in the cold grass and pulled out your phone to search.

I|

It|

Ito|

Itos|

Itosh|

Itoshi|

Itoshi S|

Itoshi S|

Itoshi Sa|

You picked up your tea cup and deleted everything instead.

Itoshi S|

Itoshi|

Itosh|

Itos|

Ito|

It|

I|

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You sighed "Let's not think of assholes that piss you off". You slurped. You didn't even have his number to keep in touch with him, you did see his socials but why would he follow you back. You bet he saw you only as a friend but after that day you wondered if he even considers you a friend anymore.

Of course everyone went forward Sae had gone to Spain, Rin is in that football faculty or whatever and you're still stuck here. Just existed somewhere. Both of them were prodigies excelling at Football and you were just, an ordinary teen who spares a normal amount of time for your hobbies.

You looked above again and for some reason the gap between the two stars and the one star in the distance felt even bigger.

Those two were in a whole different world and here you were, it felt awful. You wanted to switch schools your guardian recommended you study in Osaka where a relative knows you.

Maybe it was time to make changes.

You were snapped out of your thoughts when your phone beeped for a second and you saw you got an sms from an unknown number.

"[Name]"

Who could it be?

[waffledforbreakfast]

Second Encounters - [MUTI! BLLK X F!READER]

Staring: Rin, Shidou, Sae, Niko, Kaiser, Ness, Otoya, Karasu, Reo

[ BLLK Scenario Masterlist ]

TW: ooc, bad grammar, bad spelling, bad formatting, etc.

>Rin

Rin was warming up for his game, it had been a few days since he last saw you

He didn’t mean to look for you in the crowd, it just ‘happened’, at least that’s what he’s been telling himself 

And he didn’t actually get excited when he saw you he was just… getting in the mood to play! Yea, that’s right… He definitely smiles on a normal basis, this isn’t anything special…

He felt like he was playing better than usual, did your look of awe motivate that… no…?

Once the game wrapped up (they won, obviously) he poked through the crowd to find you. He wasn’t too sure why, his body started moving before Rin could come up with a good excuse stop it 

But you were the one to find him instead. Maybe it was because he was so tired from playing..

He just finished chugging his bottle too, and he was about to go get some more

“Hey Rin, great game! Oh here- would you like some water?” You offered a plastic bottle that you definitelydidn’tbringjustforRin just so happened to have on you

He looked at you like you were his savour before proceeding to down it in 2 seconds

He took a second to catch his breath before thanking you “So, why are you here?”

You could only laugh “I’ve seen most your games, you’ve got a very entertaining playstyle” 

“Oh… ok.”

It was only now that you realized how this made you come off, “Going to every one of Rin Itoshi’s games? It was just to watch, no feelings behind it, right…? Yea.” You thought to yourself “I mean- it’s not like I even know him. He wouldn’t even want to be around m-”

“Do you wanna come to my game tomorrow?” Rin blurted, as he interrupted your thoughts “It’s at a larger stadium, so you need to buy tickets…”

“Oh uhm… yea!” you gave a hesitant smile, never did you expect Rin to invite you somewhere, this was a once in a lifetime opportunity! You didn’t mind spending a few bucks on tickets-

“Great. I actually already have a ticket for you… you’ll be my +1, if that’s alright with you…” he pulled out a neatly folded slip of paper with your information and barcode. 

It was a VIP ticket

You were hesitant at first “Are you sure…? Aren’t these really expensive?” 

Rin just shrugged “Yea, I don’t mind.” he placed the tickets in your hands “Just actually show up okay?”

“Yeah! Of course.” you were screaming inside “I’ll see you there!”

And with that, the boy went on his way.

Shortly after he got a call from his mother

“Rin, have you given the ticket to your brother yet?”

>Shidou

It’s only been a few days after you managed to get him out the house

He ended up staying the night for the first day, and you only got him out by giving him your number 

He had been texting you constantly, telling you the most random things “Omg look at this bird bro, I could lowkey swallow it whole” “HELP I PISSED SAE-SAN OFF AGAIN-” “Will you watch the new csm movie with me?” “PLEASE WATCH THE NEW CSM MOVIE WITH ME” “WATCH THE NEW MOVIE WITH ME PLEASEEE I BEG”

He would NOT shut up about watching the new csm movie, turns out, he doesn’t have any friends that watch chainsaw man… actually, you weren't sure if he had friends at at-

So you finally agreed to watch it with him in the cinema, and he was OVERJOYED 

He bought the tickets and everything

Shidou would come and pick you up in the morning, then you guys would go out to buy some snacks, and smuggle bring them into the theater

Shidou was very happy to have someone hang out with him, and you guys had a lot of fun :D 

>Sae

Sae found himself going to the perfume store for the 4th time this week

It was friday

Did he really need another perfume? No. Has he already bought 12 from you this week? Yes. But Sae Itoshi still wandered the mall, making his way over to your store

“Hello, [Y/N]” he said with a nod, the greeting had become a daily routine 

But it seemed that you were preoccupied with another customer, Sae frowned

The man was almost yelling at you, talking about how useless you were, making inappropriate comments, etc.

Just when Sae walked in, the man knocked over a very expensive bottle of perfume that he requested to “look at”, when you had tried to get him to pay for damages, he just walked out!

If you had more energy, maybe you would’ve gone after him, but it had been a long day, and your shift was about to end in a few minutes anyway.

You finally noticed Sae in the store, and tried to compose yourself

“Hello, Mr.Itoshi, 4th time is it?” You said with a small laugh

“Yes. Hello.” He said as he looked at the broken bottle on the floor “How much was that?”

You sighed “$420….” You grabbed the broom and quickly cleaned it up

“Hm. Let me pay for it.” Sae said, as he pulled out a fat wad of cash

“Oh! Uhm… that’s a lot of money…” You replied, staring at the cash

Sae only shrugged, “No, not really.” He placed the stack on the counter 

You gave a weak laugh as you finished your cleaning “So, what can I help you with this time, Mr Itoshi? I think you’ve already got all our new arrivals…”

“Hm.” He looked around the store. If he was honest, he didn’t even need more perfume, the first one you gave him was perfect. And yet he still came here everyday.

A few seconds of silence passed, Sae wasn’t sure how many. But you were counting

“6…5…4…3…” you kept track in your head “2…1.”

The clock struck 6. You gave a quick bow to the man “I’m so sorry, but my shift is over now.”

“Oh”

You grabbed your bag quickly from behind the counter and put your jacket on

“Wait uh-” Sae hesitated “Could… I buy one perfume before you go?”

You checked your watch “I’m so sorry, I have to catch the bus” you apologized “There’s always tomorrow!” you tried to keep it positive (and make sure you have clients)

“Let me get you an Uber.” he insisted “We wouldn’t want you getting wet now would we?”

Once the Uber arrived, Sae walked you out with an umbrella 

You turned to him and gave him your thanks “And what perfume did you want to get? I’ll make sure we have it in stock tomorrow if you pass by again”

“Oh… I was wondering which one you used…”

“My perfume?”

“Yea.”

You smiled and looked through your purse, pulling out a small bottle and handed it to him “It’s this one, I’ve had it for a while” 

He was caught off guard by the action “Really? Are you okay with me having it?” He examined your facial expression

“Yes, I insist.” you laughed lightly, “You are indirectly my main source of income too so yk-” 

Sae smiled

“Thank you” He said, a genuine look on his face “Could I get one more thing…?”

“Yea, what is it?”

“Your number”

>Niko

“Niko, you should really take a break…” You said, as you watched the boy continue to train

“No. The game’s tomorrow. I need to make sure we win” The boy said stubbornly 

You could only roll your eyes at his remark “Oh come onnnn. You’ve practiced the last 100 days. We’re basically guaranteed the win.” 

You weren’t exaggerating either, it really has been 100 days. And those 100 days may have been some of your best.

Niko sighed “Alright… I suppose I could go for a break…” he put the ball away as he grabbed his belongings 

You smiled “Great! We should go out!” You said enthusiastically as you helped him pack up

“Huh? But I’m tired….”

“Ehh? Alright, let’s go to your house then, we can watch some anime to cool down.”

He smiled at your consideration, ignore his light blushing too ok?

You had been to his place quite a few times now, so you made yourself comfortable as Niko picked a show

“Hey Niko,” you said as you scooped some popcorn “How do you feel about tomorrow?”

He took a moment to think about it before replying, “To be honest… I’m really nervous.. But having you there makes me feel a bit better”

“Aww, thanks Niko” you teased

As the two of you finished setting up, you guys sat down and prepared to start watching

“Hey, Niko, we should totally watch this in theaters one day! I really need to convince you to go with me one day…”

“Oh? Alright”

“Wait really!? You’ll actually go outside!?” you turned to him eagerly 

“Sure.” Niko smiled “If we win tomorrow, I’ll take you out, it’ll be a date!”

(man was absolutely panicking inside 🤭)

>Kaiser

Kaiser stood by Ness as he checked his phone

“They should be here any moment, I swear-” Ness reassured the annoyed blonde 

Kaiser only scoffed “They’re a waste of my time…”

“I beg your pardon??” You approached them from behind “I’m two minutes late.”

Kaiser glared at you, “Those are two minutes of my precious time.”

You rolled your eyes “Yea right, like you have anything better to do…” you turned to Ness and switched up your tone of voice “Hi Ness! It’s so good to see you again :D” 

Ness smiled “Yea…” he was scared that you and Kaiser were going to break out in a fight at any moment 

Kaiser was deeply offended by your remark, and felt the need to make a comeback, but you had already moved off the topic

“So, where do you wanna go, Ness? There are quite a few places nearby…” You checked the map on your phone

Ness only looked at the other boy, “Is there anywhere you want to go, Kaiser?”

Kaiser stared down at you “Where do you want to go?”

You did not expect that, someone like him asking for your preference? “Not gonna lie, I’m pretty hungry… I’d be down for a cafe.” you gave him a warm smile as a thanks

Kaiser looked back at Ness “Let’s go Karaoke.” 

“WHATTTT??” your jaw dropped. He asked for your opinion to choose the most tiring activity?? You glared at him. You were going to out-sing this man if it were the last thing you did.

And out-sing him you did. Kaiser only scoffed and said he wasn’t taking it seriously anyway.

After karaoke, you guys did a lot of other activities, shopping, watched a movie, laughed at babies crying, you were having so much fun that you completely forgot about your hunger. And your grudge against Kaiser. Alright, fine, you tolerated him. But you weren’t going to tell him that! He can inflate his own ego.

“Hey Liebling,” He called, using a nickname he picked for you just a few hours ago (you had to ask Ness what it meant, but Kaiser told him not too) “You still hungry?” 

If you hadn’t known any better, you would’ve thought he genuinely cared!

“Depends….” you examined his expression to figure out his intentions 

Kaiser only laughed “Alright. Let’s go pick up some food at the Cafe.”

This was too good to be true! So you kept your guard high

Ness giggled at your expression “You know, he’s not alway a jerk, just… 95% of the time!”

“Wow, thanks Ness, so very comforting.”

When you guys arrived at the cafe, you were immediately attracted by your favourite dessert. You looked through the display to see the one piece left.

“Oh? You like that dessert?” Kaiser popped up behind you, teasing

“What? No-” you lied

“Really? Then… I’m sure you wouldn’t mind if I bought the last piece~” Kaiser taunted you as he grabbed his wallet

“You wouldn’t dare” you glared at him. You could put up with him being a jerk for the most part, but your dessert? Unacceptable.

And he still bought it!!

You were outraged, literally about to fight him.

“You sure he’s not always a jerk?” You questioned Ness as you glared daggers at Kaiser

Ness rolled his eyes playfully “I think he actually quite likes you”

“Really? Is mockery his love-language?” you joked sarcastically 

“Yes, actually.”

You rolled your eyes as you looked back at the other deserts, about to chose one

Kaiser scoffed and lightly tapped the boxed snack on your shoulder “Yours.”

“...Huh??” 

He glared at you “It’s for you. You're welcome.”

You took the box quickly and thanked him. Maybe Ness was right… me wasn’t always that bad…

As the day ended, you guys shared a last moment.

You gave Ness a quick hug as you were about to leave, and thanked Kaiser for the dessert 

Kaiser rolled his eyes “Do I not get a hug?”

You couldn’t tell if he was joking or not, but you gave him one anyway.

As you were about to pull back, Kaiser grabbed on to you,

“Next time, let’s go out together without Ness” he winked at you before departing 

Ness totally heard him say it too, but pretended like he didn’t, for the sake of his own safety ;)

>Ness

Despite it being a week since he last saw you, he was thinking of you constantly. I mean, how often does he meet someone so nice and pretty?

At this point, Ness was volunteering to go to the vending machine for Kaiser, even spending his break there, just waiting to see you again

And finally, finally, his waiting paid off

You on the other hand, just wanted to get a drink

When Ness saw you again, he just starting going off about how thankful he was, and how he “didn’t deserve your grace” (the drink you bought for him was $4)

Once Ness had composed himself, he offered to buy you something in return!

And you weren’t one to deny free food, so of course you accepted 

“If you don’t mind me asking, you’re Alexis Ness right?” you asked as you opened your drink

Ness was overjoyed to hear you say his name, “Yes! Yes yes, that’s me, how’d you know?”

“I think i’ve seen some of your games, you’re the midfield for Bastard Munchen? You’re pretty good”

Ness tired so hard to contain his screaming “Really? Do you think so? I’m so honored!! Actually… I have a game tomorrow here, if it’s alright with you, can you come watch? Please? I’ll pay for tickets and everything!”

He was practically begging you, it made you question how his stricker treating him

“Oh? Yea sure, that sounds fun” you smiled

“Great! I’ll get you VIP tickets! Just for you!” he seemed so excited to have you there “But um… there’s one small problem…”

“Really? What’s wrong?”

Ness hesitated, “Well… VIPs are usually reserved for friends or family… so, you might have to be my friend…” he looked up at you, you could tell he was shaking 

“Alright, what’s wrong with that? Can we not be friends?” you laughed lightly

Ness had to take a moment to process this “You’ll… be my friend!?” his entire face shifted to a huge smile “I promise you won’t regret it! I’ll be the best friend you’ve ever had!”

You could only smile at him

“Oh? Alright, I’ll see you at the game then”

>Otoya

You were still mad at him for getting you something as crappy as a candle, but he offered to make it up to you… with a date-

“You really are a f-boy…” you muttered as you met up with Otoya

He laughed “What are you talking about? I’m always genuine in my relationships.”

You mentally facepalmed- why did you agree to this??

“Yea yea, say what you want… anyway, where did you want to go?” 

“I’m down for anything” he shrugged

“Alright then, I’m going shopping for a gift, because someone couldn’t get me a proper one…”

Otoya only laughed “Sorry sorry, my bad. Do you not like the candle?”

You scoffed “It’s a fine candle, but I bothered giving you such personal gifts, things that you’d actually like…sigh, why’d I bother…”

“Oh yea, I wanted to ask, how’d you know what I like?” 

“Well, some of us are actually able to observe things about people”

“So you’ve been watching me~?”

“NO!? I’m just not an ass and am aware of my classmates' likes and dislikes?”

Otoya laughed, “Aww, that’s sweet.”

You rolled your eyes “Don’t take it to heart, I know just as much about our other classmates. Because I’m a decent human being and not some play-boy.”

“Oh?” he smiled “I think I’d like to be your boyfriend~”

“...”

“So you single?”

>Karasu

A little note was slipped to your desk while the teacher was drawing diagrams on the board, and you unfolded it quickly

It was written in your code, and you could tell the writer was very hesitant with their pen. It took you a few seconds to decode it, “I heard you bombed your chem test?”

you glared at the paper. You didn’t fail it, you just didn’t do great… and may or may not have been told to take a re-test…

You rolled your eyes as you crumpled the paper and put it away, sending a glare at the writer

Karasu only smirked as he silently laughed, he didn’t think he’d find such fun in writing encrypted notes. Otoya had even tried to read one, but he gave up the second he looked at it.

As the bell for dismissal rang, Karasu packed his bag while keeping an eye on you

At this point, everyone else had left the room, it was just you and him. He smiled

“...What do you want?” you asked him, slightly annoyed 

He laughed, “What made you assume I want something from you?” he teased

“You keep staring at me…”

“Can I not admire your beauty?”

“...Otoya influences you too much, you smooth piece of crap.”

This only led Karasu to laugh harder “I’m not sure if that’s a compliment or not, but thanks.” 

You rolled your eyes and laughed as well “Just get to the point will you?”

“Alright. I heard you failed your chem test?”

“...noo…?”

Karasu laughed again, if his voice weren't so pretty, you would’ve been done with it by now “You know… I’m top of the the class in chemistry, I could totally tutor you”

“Really?” you looked up at him “Are you serious?”

“Yea sure, why not. Since you taught me your code, it’s only fair.”

You smiled “That’d be great, thanks Karasu!”

>Reo

Reo had been following you around for the past two days, it was really starting to bother you

Even your classmates were asking about it! “Hey [Y/N], why’ve you been around Reo so often? Why is he always asking about you? Is he cheating on Nagi with you-?”

“What?? No-”

“Hi [Y/N]!” speak of the devil… Reo came by your class again as school ended. Everyone else slowly left the area “Will you play soccer with me?”

You sighed “No, Reo. I’m busy.”

“What? No you aren’t, I checked your schedule, you don’t have practice today.”

“WHAT??” you turned to him “You checked my schedule??”

“Yea?”

“.... You’re really creepy…” You picked up your bag as you prepared to leave

“Wait wait, cmon. Just one game.” Reo followed you out the classroom “I’ll pay you.”

Now he had your attention

“Fine.” you turned to him “One game.”

Reo smiled “Great! I’ll meet you on the field in 2 minutes!”

As the two of you played, Nagi was watching from the sideline, unwilling to participate. “It’s too much of a hassle…” is what he said

The score was now 9-2, with you in the lead. You stopped, “Reo, I think you’re done…”

The purple boy was almost out of breath “No… I can keep going…”

You sighed and put the ball away anyway “Sit down and take a break, you didn’t even warm up properly…” 

Reo took his bottle and downed the whole thing, clearly exhausted

You let him catch his breath before you spoke “Good job, you’ve improved”

Usually Reo would brush off compliments as he got them quite frequently, but this meant a lot to him

He’d been practicing for the whole week, and someone noticed! He was unusually happy

“Thank you!” he said with a smile

You weren’t sure why but seeing him happy… you don’t think you’ve seen him like that before. You smiled

“You know Reo… I’m off practice for the whole week…”

“I know.”

“.... well- I could help you practice if you’d like?”

His eyes lit up “Really? Thank you so much! I promise I’ll make it up to you, I’ll buy you whatever you want!”

A/N: MASS UPLOAD LET'S GOOO

[nariism]

something borrowed, something blue

pair. itoshi sae x gn!reader

content: childhood sweethearts, angst, angst, angst, NO COMFORT no happy ending i'm warning you, sae leaves for spain much later here, use of y/n once (1), not proofread

synopsis. it's his wedding day.

wc. 2.1k

everything you know about weddings comes from fairytale books.

you have fond memories of the days spent curled up in the lap of a woman whose name brings you to tears with nostalgia, kind and warm as she read to you.

the itoshi brothers' mother was good at painting pictures with words; animating true love's kiss, soulmates, princesses turning into frogs and back again.

even as a tiny child you knew they all ended the same way: wedding bells and happily ever after.

she was a poet in her own right, spelling out for you what love could possibly be. as a naive child, you believed her — put blind faith in the fact that love was always perfection, that it was something easy. it was something that fills you to the brim until you're overpouring, fantastical and rare and beautiful.

she sweet talked you into believing true love is something all people find one day.

it wasn't as simple as the stories she told you made it out to be. ironically, the person who taught you so always sat to her left at the dinner table.

itoshi sae was your first. he was your only. it wasn't a foreign or unknown emotion pounding at the confines of your ribcage every time he would take your hand and drag you along with him and rin to get ice cream.

it was cruelly familiar. an ode to their mother who was waiting on the front porch for them to return home to her. love.

you grew up next door to the itoshis. your most distant memories replay with the sounds of rin's laughter in the background. they were happy kids. happier than they ever would be again.

the window of your bedroom was directly across from sae's. it was there that secrets were whispered, falling on deaf ears to the sleeping world. things that only you and him would ever know. you spent seventeen summers sitting at your windowsill under starry night skies talking about menial things.

you planned your whole lives together at that conjunction of your homes; wooden furnishings in the kitchen with green accents, a garden full of hydrangeas, lanterns strung up amongst the trees. and he promised he would buy you anything and everything you wanted, lavish or not, "just because".

you spent your entire life in love with itoshi sae. with the idea of giving your heart and soul to him. that maybe he would do the same for you if given the chance.

when sae turned eighteen, he received a very, very important letter.

the paper was thick and fancy and lined with gold. there was an official seal at the bottom of it along with a signature he couldn't read.

you remember that day vividly. you'd relived his birthday for as many years as you were alive, after all.

he was sitting in front of his birthday cake with the candles blown out as he read it aloud. champagne popped, balloons flew, people clapped, the whole shebang. you made eye contact with him from where you were sat, directly across the table in your usual seat.

it was then that reality came crashing down on you.

you were always staring at his big back, and not once had he ever turned around. not once had he ever deemed you more important than his dreams. not once did he prove to you that he loved you like you loved him.

you fought that night. he broke your heart over a leftover slice of chocolate cake.

life goes on, as they say. every part of you yearned for sae like flowers wishing for rain. you left a piece of yourself in his bedroom all those years ago, half of your soul that you hoped would always haunt him.

(it did.)

it's a mundane tuesday afternoon when you get the text.

the number was saved on your phone from many years ago, but it's been so long since the chat was active that your previous messages have been automatically deleted.

rin: are you going?

your answer is instantaneous.

y/n: no. why?

it’s a long while before rin texts you back.

rin: mom wants you there

it's all the convincing you need. you would just have to grit your teeth and sit through it, no matter how painful. you don't blame their mother in the slightest; your relationship with sae was your best kept secret, after all. it would have created a mess if you dragged their mom into your fighting.

how could she have known that she was marrying off your one and only love to a complete stranger?

everything about him is beautiful today. he's rented out the biggest venue in the city, strung up with crystal chandeliers and fancy clothed tables. it's uptight and luxurious.

you can't help but realize that it looks absolutely nothing like what you used to talk about as kids.

"the colour scheme clashes with your eyes, you know."

you watch as he tenses up at your voice, eyes drifting from his suit to you in the reflection of the mirror.

"wasn't my choice," he tells you casually, as if nearly two decades of history doesn't exist between you.

"your tie is all messed up."

"it's good to see you, too."

you're quiet in response, sauntering over to him and reaching out to fix the knot in his tie. he allows you to touch him, for old time's sake. your fingers brush against his throat and he swallows.

sae knows everything about you. almost 90% of his childhood was spent by your side. he knows what colours you like, which ones you would have chosen for your own wedding theme. he knows what kind of cake you would have wanted, too.

he did his best to persuade his bride into choosing things that wouldn't remind him of you.

it was a futile attempt.

fate works in funny ways. no matter where he looks he sees you, and his shitty plan to make this wedding the complete opposite of what you would have wanted only made him miss you more.

what do you do with memories of someone who isn't yours anymore? he doesn’t know how to handle memorizing every part of you and not using it.

you were his biggest regret, without a doubt. if he hadn't accepted that team drafting, would you still be together? would you be laughing over chocolate cake and telling your friends how you and him are childhood sweethearts? soulmates?

sae has never been impulsive. he doesn't like to be. there's nothing beneficial about being reckless.

but then he sees you, and it feels like you were never apart. he's afraid he'll wake up only to find out you were just a dream built on distant memories. or maybe he'll wake up in your arms, seventeen again, as if the world never caught up to him.

he loves you and the gravity of that makes him weak in the knees.

his whole life has been carefully constructed, at least that's what most people think. the reality is that it's all a lie; carefully constructed doesn't matter if the house is made of wet paper.

there's something nostalgic about letting you fix his tie. it reminds him of when you were both ten and looked up online how to do a windsor knot, just for the fun of it.

silence fills the room as you fix his outfit, sloppily thrown together because he couldn't care less about how he looks when marrying someone he doesn't want. then he stupidly opens his mouth in a last ditch attempt to make you his, blaming this familiar feeling raging inside of him on the nostalgia you bring with you.

“can we talk?” he pleads quietly.

“what is there to talk about?”

“about us.”

“there is no us.” not anymore. he abandoned that notion many years ago on his eighteenth birthday.

he contemplates you for a moment, just staring at you with a finality in his eyes that you wish was there the night he broke your heart. if it was, maybe the story would have ended differently.

"run away with me. let's go somewhere far from here. i don't care what anyone else thinks anymore. i just need you. i need you."

he never stopped needing you, even when thousands of miles separated you.

you blink at him in surprise. there's consideration in your face as you look at him, completely dumbfounded by his sudden confession.

it's the first time you've spoken in years. in fact, it's the first time you've laid eyes on him since that night. 

he's throwing everything away to be with you. your heart breaks because half of you knows you shouldn’t, and the other half of you screams to take his hand and start new again.

"sae..." there it is. a fondness sweet as honey clinging to your throat when you speak his name for the first time in years. there's an expression cast on his face when you call for him, as if he's been put under a spell, bewitched by your voice. 

for a moment he genuinely believes you'll actually agree to do something so stupid and reckless. just once, pretending like your whole world isn't falling apart around you. hope glimmers in his eyes. but then:

"we can't." he’s too late.

"please," he begs, forehead knocking into yours. you recoil from him so fast that you take his breath and a piece of his soul away with you.

it's been years, yet here he stands with your heart clutched in his palms; greedy fingers digging into the rotten core of fruit. you belong to him — you always will, as sure as the sun rises every morning, as sure as the sky is blue.

he knows it, too. it only makes it hurt all the more.

there isn't a doubt in your mind that you love him still, utterly and all-consuming and never-ending. the very idea of being in love with itoshi sae after all this time makes you feel so sick you might keel over and throw up.

he's just a stranger standing in front of you. your heart shouldn't tug at the sight of his watering eyes.

"shut up and go get married, sae."

you leave him standing alone in that room. he lets you go.

it's not until he's standing at the altar that it dawns on him: sae doesn't know very much about weddings.

the more accurate truth would be that he doesn't know a lot of things outside of football. but he does know one thing: your wedding day is supposed to be the happiest day of your life.

so why does he feel like throwing up?

his bride-to-be doesn’t look at him. doesn’t speak to him. their relationship is obligatory and nothing else. a union rooted in their mothers’ old friendship. sae didn’t put up a fight when his mom called him over to introduce them. he didn’t say a word until they got up to leave.

(if he did open his mouth, he would have choked on his own vomit.

in all honesty he should have, because maybe he would have scared away his bride and this whole headache never would have happened.)

she’s pretty enough. but he doesn’t like her.

there are no feelings of love in his heart, no care for what his soon-to-be wife says or does. he’s surprised she hasn’t left him at the alter yet, considering how little they even acknowledge each other.

it’s a good enough reason to explain the emptiness inside of him; that he’s entering a loveless marriage because of his mom’s social networking. he has other reasons, but none of them mattered until you showed up at the door.

loneliness is a part of sae. something he grew familiar with, something that slept in the same empty bed as he did while he tripped over his own tongue learning how to speak spanish.

he never realized how disgustingly lonely he felt in his own relationship until he saw you again.

he's supposed to be happy. he's supposed to fall in love. but he can't. not when you're sitting ten feet away from him with your fingers clinging tightly to his mother's.

sae meets your eyes only for a moment. eighteen years of his life spent by your side rings in his ears; your laughter, your tears, every part of you painfully ripping through him.

you're his soulmate. it's always been you. there was only ever you. how could it be anyone else?

he swallows and it feels like a thousand nails dragging down his throat. regret melts his brain into mush. he wants to object his own marriage and you seem to sense that, because you give him the tiniest, most subtle shake of the head.

don’t, please. 

sae’s stomach sinks. there’s only one acceptable answer he can give the officiant right now:

"i do."

maybe in the next lifetime.

© ALABOADOA 2023 — please do not translate or post my works to other platforms.

[anyalovesu]

tolerate it.

xi. drawing hearts in the byline.

—“i had to watch him sleep. i was afraid if i woke up i would have to endure the life long pain of losing the person i loved the most just days before i learned how to accept it. i couldn’t do it. i was so mad at him for letting himself be in that kind of situation.”

Two days passed by slowly and painfully. Though her brother and Leon called regularly, it did not come close to suffice the emptiness that she felt. It did not even come remotely close to the feeling of just having them around.

The office was unusually quiet without Santi and Yves arguing about something, so the past two days just felt odd. There was a pit in her stomach and a chilling feeling that was bothering her. Eli was half sure Ynes could feel it too by the way they kept on glancing at each other. The both of them were anticipating something to go awry but could not pinpoint exactly what it was.

Ring. Ring. Ring.

Eli and Ynes rushed to pick up the telephone by their office door, but Eli manages to beat her to it, receiving the call herself.

Ynes witnessed how her bestfriend’s face fell, the more the story progressed. Judging by the way she just started sobbing quietly was enough for her  to confirm that something DID go awry, and it’s not good.

“Babes, anong nangyari?” Ynes was beginning to panic as well when Eli fell to her knees as soon as she drops the call. “Elijah Yang, magsalita ka naman! Sino ang tumawag? Bakit ka umiiyak?”

“It’s Kuya Yves,” Ynes could feel her heart drop to her stomach at the sound of her brother’s name falling out of her best friend’s lips. “Nasaksak raw si Kuya Santi at Leon,” she choked out, voice shaky as Ynes held her tight.

Elijah’s head was once again malfunctioning, unable to form any coherent thoughts as soon as she was contacted by Soren Yang that their flight is already fixed and they’re headed to Cebu in 3 hours. But 3 hours is still too long. The thought that the lives of the two of her most prized people are at stake and she is 500 miles away from them made her mind go haywire. 

What if Yves Hwang lied and none of them are actually okay? What if Kuya Santi is fighting for his life right now and Leon is in critical condition?

Eli’s foot tapped on the van’s floor as they were on their way to the airport. This time, not even Ynes or Cielo could manage to calm her down. 

It was all just so unfair. Just when she thought she was slowly adjusting and becoming alright, life will find a way to scare her out of it. It would be so much easier to just watch Leon walk away again, but his life being at risk this time—him being at a real risk that she will never get to see her again terrifies the living shit out of her. And the mere fact that her brother, her first and number 1 source of support, is also in the same situation makes things even worse.

“I swear to God, if something bad happens to Santiago, I will break Alejandro Sim’s neck in two,” Soren Yang was fuming in anger, his protective side jumping out as soon as Yves Hwang confirms to them that the culprits have admitted that they were working for Alejandro Sim, the patriarch of the Sim Clan.

The same family that had accepted her for the past years… has done this to her brother and Leon?

“How the hell is Alejandro Sim involved in this?” Elijah spats, feeling the same anger rushing through her father run through her as well. “Dad? Pa? Anong hindi n’yo pa sinasabi sa akin?”

“Not now, Eli, andito si Cielo–”

“For fuck’s sake Dad! Hindi lang naman si Cielo at si Kuya ang anak n’yo! Anak n’yo rin ako!”

“You want to know what happened, ha? Ruby Elijah?” Soren’s voice filled the van that even Genevieve Hwang was rendered unable to speak. But Eli, being the clone of Soren Yang in almost every aspect they could think of, did not back down. If it’s going to hurt her to know the truth, then be it.

“Tell me,” she bravely replies, standing her ground, tired of the bullshit she has been putting up since the entire engagement was announced. She didn’t understand why so much was being kept away from things that she should know. And so this might be the only chance she’ll get to hear the truth, unfiltered from her own parents.

“Alejandro Sim has been playing puppets with you since Leon made his mistake four years ago. Noong nalaman n’ya na nagkakamabutihan na kayo ng apo n’ya ay nagsimula na s’yang mag obsess over the fact that they could be the ones merging with our family instead of the Parks. He’s been forcing Isaac to stay with you for the money. We figured you would know what to do when you find out on your own, pero parang wala kang plano na malaman kung ano ba talaga ang pakay ng pamilya ni Sim sa’yo.” Soren Yang did not hold back, though he refused to look at Elijah out of fear that his heart would break at the face of Eli finding out the whole truth. He hasn’t been the best father to her, he was well aware of that, but the sight of his only daughter’s heart breaking would’ve been too much. He had a son whose life is at stake right now, it wasn’t the right time for him to falter. 

“Yes, we caused the drift sa mga relasyon n’yo ni Leon before the engagement, but just so you know, it did not take a lot for your boyfriend to crack under pressure. As soon as he heard na alam namin na he has been sleeping with his co-intern sa hospital ay bumigay at pumayag na s’ya. He knows we could ruin his medical career kapag nalaman mo na niloloko ka na n’ya, which he has been for so long mula pa noong naging sunod-sunuran s’ya sa lolo n’ya. We could take him off the program and blacklist him practically everywhere even outside the country and his family could do nothing about it dahil pagmamay-ari ng mga Yoon ang hospital at ang medical school na pinasukan n’ya. That kid has no shame really. He had the nerve to cheat on my daughter inside the same institution that my grandparents built. I can ruin his life if I wanted to, Elijah. But I did not want to break your heart even more than I already did dahil alam ko kung gaano mo kamahal ang tarantado na ‘yon.”

Soren Yang has always been calculated. His every move, every word was always planned and he knows how it is going to affect other people. He knew he did what he did to minimize his daughters pain and he will never be regretful of that.

Elijah could only sit there in silence. Isaac. What she thought was her saving grace was toying her all along.

Isaac.

Her Isa.

“Now that you already know what really is happening, I’m leaving the last word to you, Ruby. Sabihin mo lang and I will do whatever your heart pleases.”

Elijah should know better than to make decisions when she’s at the height of her emotions but feeling that much anger and resentment towards a person was all to foreign to her. She had given all her heart and soul to Isaac for the past four years and that’s how it has been? Even going as far as cheating on her and making up things about how he had to let her go?

Elijah wanted nothing more than to make him suffer for the rest of his life, show him just how much he’s fucked up. He’s damn lucky there’s better things for Eli to worry about.

“Making Alejandro Sim go to hell is something I never wanted to do until now,” Eli replied to Soren, surprisingly in a calm manner. But the cold calm sound of her voice was enough to send chills to both of her parents’ spine. 

Eli has always been the soft Yang, as most would tell. Ang Yang na hindi marunong lumaban. Even Ynes can testify to that. More than many times, Elijah allowed people to push her over. She came from a long line of businessmen and people in the construction industry, who grew to be cunning and sharp—many believed Elijah was not like that. Admittedly Soren Yang thought so too, after he watched her daughter let her get played by the Sims.

Not until now.

No one is completely certain how far Elijah will take this, not even her own parents. Getting cheated on, getting played, now with Leon and Santi getting stabbed under their word? The woman could only take so much. 

—

“Bobo ka talaga, Kuya!” That was the first thing that came out of Ynes’ mouth as soon as they reached the hospital before reaching for Yves’ hand, examining how bad his injuries were. “Tanga tanga! Nasan sila Kuya Santi?”

“Nagpapahinga. Natutulog yata sila ngayon, sinasalinan ng dugo si Leon,” He explained. “Nakapagdonate naman agad si Tobi, so okay na. Nagpapahinga nalang.”

It was as if Elijah felt her blood drained out of her at that very moment that she heard what Yves had said. The way Bianca reacted wasn’t any different, clinging to Elijah’s arm while Cielo clung on the other. 

“Sabi ko kasi magingat kayo!” Elijah snaps at them as soon as they find them awake, even finding the nerve to laugh at something when she enters the room. “Ano? Sabi ko mag-ingat tapos magpapasaksak kayong dalawa? Ikaw mambubugbog pa?”

It was a surprise that Tobias wasn’t harmed as much as the other three considering his own history of basag ulo during their highschool days. But he then explained that unlike Yves and her own brother, his first instinct was to rush to aid his injured brothers, which honestly would’ve been the safer option unlike how her brother handled it.

“Galit na galit, oo,” Santi shrugged, carefully opening his arms to reach for his little sister. “Malayo naman sa bituka.”

“Sa may atay ka ngang nasaksak na tanga ka, ha!” she retorts at him, playfully hitting the top of his head just for the sake of telling him how upset she was because of his impulsive decision.

“That’s your best friend they messed with, Ellie,” he sighed, shaking his head as he glanced towards Leon’s figure on the next bed, talking to his little sister and Cielo. “Hindi naman ako papayag na ganoon na lang ‘yon.”

“Oh tapos nasaksak ka rin,” Elijah rolled his eyes at him, knowing too well that he meant well. The Yangs really did have a knack for acting on impulse, the two of them were living proof of that.

“What is going to happen with Isaac now?” he asked, the question seemed to gain everyone’s attention. He sighed, looking ever so guilty for bringing it up.

“He would be a fool to think he’ll get away with cheating on a Yang, kuya,” Eli hummed at her older brother. “Messing with two Yangs is a bold move. Him and his grandfather will get the message, Papa and I will make sure of that. Alright? Don’t worry about it.”

“You’re not going to go crazy again—”

“You went after an armed man, kuya. You’re not in a good position to tell me not to do stupid shit. And it’s not stupid if it means na malalaman nila kung sino ang akala nilang binibilog nila.”

“Ellie.”

“Papa has my back, kuya,” she smiled at him, squeezing his hand to assure her older brother that everything will be alright before she moved to the other bed where Leon was.

“Hi stupid,” Elijah sighed at him, trying to make the situation lighter than it really was. Leon looked tired as his eyes trailed on the tear stains on Elijah’s puffy face from all the crying she’s done the entire trip to Cebu out of anxiety on how they were doing.

Leon’s hand carefully reaches up to her face and wipes the remaining tears that were there. “Hi baby,” he chuckled. “Kiss?”

Elijah could not help but flick his forehead at his response. “Talaga ba? May tahi ka na nga sa tagiliran, kiss pa rin ang gusto mo ha? Nakakagalit ka Leon Abel ha!”

“You have no idea half the shit I went through thinking kung buhay ka pa ba tapos that’s all? Kiss lang, Leon? Gusto mo bang dagdagan ko ang saksak mo sa tagiliran ha?”

“Kiss lang eh,” he pouted. “Nasaksak na nga wala pang kiss!”

It baffled Elijah that after all that, he’s just asking for a kiss like it would fix everything—like it was going to make her back out from sending Sim Inc. into bankruptcy and exposing Isaac for his infidelity. Before Elijah knew it, tears were already falling down her face again before she leans down and kisses his forehead before pressing another one on his lips. 

“Tangina mo, akala ko mamamatay ka na!” She cried, leaning against his shoulder as soon as she pulled away. “Tangina mo talaga. I thought I was going to lose you again, Leon. Akala ko mawawala na kayo ni Kuya sa akin. I swear to God.”

“I’m sorry, baby,” he sighed heavily, placing a light hand on the top of her head, carefully running his fingers through her hair. “Dapat nag-ingat kami ni Kuya Santi.”

“Paano kung wala si Kuya Tobi ha? Paano kung walang magdo-donate sa’yo ng dugo agad?” She kept on babbling worst case scenarios, which broke his heart to hear. 

It was that bad for her to think of. Leon thought to himself. 

“We’re okay, baby,” he mumbled against her hair, kissing the side of her head repeatedly. “Tahan na po. I’m sorry hindi kami nagingat ni kuya.”

“Don’t leave me again, Leon,” Eli sobbed on his shoulder like a child, recalling how she heard the news from Yves earlier that day and how she’s here now, assured that she’s not losing anyone.

“They’re gonna have to do better than that to kill me, Ellie,” he joked. “Which we’re not going to allow to happen again, right? Tahan ka na. Okay na kami ni Kuya. Okay na.”

Eli did not sleep that night. She managed to watch Leon sleep all night, making sure that he was breathing, afraid that he would stop if she slept even for a minute. Her heart raced at the thought of losing him, so as much as she wanted to rest, her brain would not let her, pestering her with thoughts that Leon would not wake up if she slept. So she kept both eyes open all night.

All that concerned Leon. Her medication normally made her sleepy, knowing that she was able to fight off the drowsiness means that something big really was bothering her and not to sound cocky but he knew he was the one she was thinking about. It made him guilty actually that Eli was losing sleep because of him.

“Hey, it’s okay, baby, you can sleep,” Leon cooed as he pulled her head closer to his shoulder. “It’s alright. Gigisingin kita kapag malapit na tayo, okay?”

Eli looked at him, still refusing to give in to his false belief but Leon was persistent, “sige na, wag ka na munang matigas ang ulo, Eli.”

“Later na,” she mumbled, but still moved to rest her head on his shoulder, careful not to make him move him too much. “Pag nasa hotel na ako tutulog. Malapit na rin naman.”

Aside from the fact that Soren Yang came from the founders of one of the most successful and world renowned medical institutions, he also came from a long line of successful hoteliers in the world and is now sitting in position as the CEO of Yoon Hotels Corp. So it didn’t take a lot of negotiation for them to find a hotel that will safeguard their family for the time being that the three are at risk for flying back to Manila.

Realizing that made Leon sit there in awe at really how much pressure Eli has been carrying from the moment she was born after seeing how successful all her family members have been. It’s a blur at how much their families wanted to make sure they married before the construction of that damn hotel was started, when they all know that the Yoons’ and the Yangs’ money could damn well build that hotel from the ground up without so much as help from the Parks. Both of the Yoon siblings are either waiting on the retirement of their parents or are now in position as the rightful owners, with Soren Yang, the oldest, being the CEO of Yoon Hotels Corp and Philomena Yoon waiting on the retirement of her mother before she steps into place for Valiente Medical. Elizalde Yang, on the other hand, is just waiting for his father to retire and he will be stepping into position as the Yang Group Co.’s CEO and well, Santiago Yang will be stepping in for the position that he will be leaving. 

Unlike him, his grandparents have built their company from scratch and are fairly new if compared to the legacy that both sides of Elijah’s family have left. Eli has always been required to be great. Always has to be good and present herself as someone fully capable of rising to her family’s greatness. Half of his struggles of being trained to step in for his father was probably not even half of the shit that Eli has to go through, and all that without that assurance that she will even inherit any of the companies that her parents are running. It really must’ve been cruel to wonder what she had done wrong to always be replaced after all the hard work she has done to present herself so perfectly all the time.

Leon managed to get Eli to sleep once they got to the hotel after making a promise that he wouldn’t die while she was asleep.

It was as peaceful as Leon remembers, Eli sleeping while he held her. The past three nights were as miserable as he remembers, he couldn’t even find himself in a comfortable position even if he tried. This was the first time his chest felt at ease as he listened to her soft breathing while she snuggled closer to him.

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“Are you okay baby?” Leon asked as they sat on the dining table in the hotel room, noticing the gloom in Eli’s face as she set her phone down. Her eyes were glossed over as she looks up at him which make his chest tighten at the sight. “Bakit umiiyak?”

Eli knows she should probably tell him. Everything—that is. He deserves to know just how much love she has for him and how all of a sudden he was all that mattered to her. 

Silence was overrated after all, but silence with Leon was beyond priceless. It was calm and comforting—assuring even without so many words just his presence alone. And somehow, somewhere deep inside her, it makes her think that it has always been this way with Leon. Maybe it’s because Leon’s the only friend that she’s known for that long or the fact that it felt like Leon loved her just as much—but the silence— the one that she hated so much yesterday and all the other days without Leon, didn’t feel that way anymore now that he is here.

And he should know that right?

Eli didn’t know what to say, just shrugged and kept eating. She has never been more sure than before if she loved Leon. All of a sudden, now that he’s back, she never wants to go back to the time where there wasn’t a Leon in her life. 

Because no one in this world can love Ruby Elijah Yang the same way Leon Abel Park will.

Nothing in this world will feel just quite like Leon Abel and that’s scary because she can’t explain why and she is afraid of losing it again.

“Ellie?” Leon calls again, breaking her out of her trance. He had his arm stretched out in front of her, bringing the tissue close to her face to wipe her tears away.  “Aalat na yang pagkain mo, iniyakan mo na ng iniyakan.”

“Tarantado,” she curses before taking the tissue from his hand and slapping it away.

“Uninom ka ba ng gamot kagabi?” He asked, seeing how somber her facial expressions were since he first saw her again.

Eli shook her head no. “I forgot.”

“Bakit hindi? Gising ka pa naman ng 8PM kagabi ah?”

“Bakit alam mo ang schedule ng gamot ko?”

“What kind of fiance am I if I didn't know?” he looked at her feigning offense before laughing and admitting, “I asked Kuya Santi for your schedule. Noong isang buwan pa, para alam ko kung hindi ka umiinom ng gamot. Pero nakela Ynes ka naman every dinner so I assume you have them para ipaalala na uminom ka ng gamot.”

“You were shivering in your sleep noong umidlip kagabi. Nakalimutan ko nang uminom.”

“Nilamig lang ako!” he chuckled, munching on the chicken on his plate. “Ito naman.”

Eli did not reply, just shrugging off his joke. But in reality, it almost gave her a heart attack when he began shivering in his sleep, clutching her hand and tugging on the blanket he was given.

“I love you too much to leave you like that.”

Eli’s head snaps up to look at him, shocked at what had just slipped out of his mouth. “Ha?”

“Halaman.”

“Fuck you, Leon.”

“Please?”

“Oh my god! Seryoso kasi!”

“You want me to say it again?”

There was a fat pause after that as if she was contemplating on what her answer would be even if it was loud and clear of what it is,

Of course. I want to hear you say it again. Eli thought to herself.

“I love you, Ellie,” he repeats to her, unprovoked, smiling like the happiest little puppy that the world has ever seen. The complacent look on his face really just adds up to it, like he was smug and most definitely proud that he did not have any trouble admitting that.

After all, what is there to be afraid of?

Eli was and always will be his favorite song. Maybe that was why it didn’t take a lot for him to love her over again, because it’s not hard to sing the words to your old favorite song that you know by heart. 

Also because everyone else was right, he did have so much love for her, he was just terrified of admitting it—because for once in his life, the stakes are higher if he loses her. And he doesn’t want to lose Eli in a more painful way that there will be—so he blew the fire out when it started to get so big that someone noticed it.

But it’s different now. He knows better now. 

And better was being wherever Elijah Yang was. 

Better was being close to Elijah Yang.

Better was finally following where the magnetic force pulled him, and all the charges lead him back to Elijah Yang.

Accepting that he was in fact, in love with Elijah Yang, was something he didn’t think would take a stab wound on his side and seeing her crying in fear that she was going to lose him for him to realize. 

But he knows better now.

Leon loves Elijah Yang. 

And soon, she’ll be taking his last name with hers.

extras: (philomena yoon and elijah yang's conversation)

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[maidoftheday]

Hello, fellow maid lovers! Today, Maid of the Day officially turns 5 years old! This blog is finally old enough to start attending school. They grow up so fast! 😭

Anyway, I sincerely appreciate every single one of you, including my followers and those of you who have taken the time to suggest and submit such wonderful maids/butlers over the past 5 years!

So to mark this anniversary, as I always do, I once again present to everyone Maid of the Day’s Top Ten Maids (based on number of notes, excluding second/third/etc. outfits):

10. Kosaki Onodera from Nisekoi 9. Keiichi Maebara from Higurashi 8. Tohru from Kobayashi-san Chi no Maid Dragon 7. Sawako Yamanaka from K-On! 6. Sakura Minamoto from Zombieland Saga 5. Laundry Dragonmaid from Yu-Gi-Oh! 4. Nyako from Nyako to Hakase 3. Kurisu Makise from Steins;Gate 2. Marie Rose from Dead or Alive 1. French Maid Roomba from The Internet

Looks like French Maid Roomba has usurped the crown from Marie Rose, who had managed to defend her title as number one maid for three years in a row! What a feat!

And as an added bonus, because they exist on this blog too, Maid of the Day’s Top Butler is Rin Okumura from Blue Exorcist, who has also managed to finally unseat Charlotte Dunois from Infinite Stratos as top butler!

With all that out of the way, I have officially hit my goal of running this blog for five years. Though I have thoroughly enjoyed serving all your daily maid (and butler and shrine maiden and nurse and etc.) needs over these past five years, I think it’s finally time for me to take a step back from this blog. 

As I had mentioned previously, it has become increasingly difficult to find new maids and I just don’t have the same time and energy as before. I’m still in the process of determining whether I will stop updating this blog altogether or switch to posting on a semi-daily basis. I’d like to think the latter, but we’ll see. 

Thank you everyone for your support and for sticking it out with me all these years! Let’s see where the future takes us!

[giggly-squiggily]

Amazing, Showstopping, Glamorous Blue Lock Headcanons That Are Definitely True Ego Told Me So #1

Inspired by a friend and I yelling about Blue Lock lately. Some of these are yours, friend. Thank you for contributing to my madness :D

Don't now if I'm gonna make a part 2 but eh? We'll see where my next fever dream takes me.

Isagi un-ironically Naruto-ran throughout middle school. He thought it made him look cool and increased his speed. One day he was full blown running across the soccer field and took a heavy nose dive- breaking it. He stopped doing it after that.

Raichi's playlist is entirely made up of early 2000's/2010's pop hits. I'm talking Britney Spears, Destiny's Child, Ariana Grande, and his queen herself- Lady Gaga. Knows all the songs and dances and performs them at 2 am in the Blue Lock cafeteria when he thinks no one's up. Has been walked in on multiple times.

Chigiri has a very specific set of bookish characters that if their name is even referenced he will throw hands. You wanna see this soft spoken shy princess swear up a storm? Drop a name. "Hey Chigiri, who's Gale Hawthorne-" "Don't you ever speak that bastard's name in my presence again."

Kunigami loves All Might from My Hero Academia. He's not at the collector level Deku is in the show but he'll quote the Number 1 Hero ("Former-" "We don't talk about the other guy, Isagi. There's only All Might"). Only Isagi knows what he's saying; everyone else has heard "Plus Ultra" but doesn't really get it.

Bachira is a fantastic artist. He gets it from his momma and it shows! He likes to draw the monster a lot, but he has drawn everyone in the room at least once. Whenever he draws his friends, they'll have little decorations associated with them. (Kuni's got a cape, Chigiri's got a tiny crown, Isagi has his own monster.)

Nagi can do the worm. He does mainly when he's already on the floor and is too lazy to stand, so he just kinda wiggles over to wherever he needs to go. No one knows where he learned it but it's absolutely hilarious to watch.

Sae speaks fluid Spanish from his time in Spain. This comes very apparent after Shidou pissed him off so badly he chewed him out in it. The mentioned man finds it really sexy, even if Sae's calling him a "Colossal hemorrhoid I have the displeasure of having stuck up my ass."

Despite his love for Horror games/movies, Rin is beyond easy to jump scare. His argument is that in those settings he's prepared to get spooked. Bachira can be as silent as the wind when he wants to be, so accidental (and a lot of times intentional) spooks are common between them. ".......Hi Rin!" "FU-!"

Chigiri is a great singer but horrifically shy about it. He sings in the shower when he's sure no one is around. Most of the tunes he sings are ones his sister introduced him to- things like "Uptown Girl" and "Tiny Dancer"; but he knows a handful of newer ones. One time Bachira walked in on him. The dribbler told everyone he knew about it but Chigiri flat out refuses to sing in front of anyone so it's more a rumor.

Reo on the flip side is a horrible singer and refuses to believe anything otherwise. In his head, he is a god of vocals. In reality, he sounds like Toad from Super Mario getting tased in the balls. Nagi has learned the art of tuning him out, so he's no help in disproving Reo's false beliefs.

Gagamaru has been the resident bug catcher since the Blue Lock Spider Incident of 2018. He's the only one brave enough to gather them up in his hands and put them outside.

[thewriteadviceforwriters]

Hey there! I wanted to ask you, I’ve written Fanfictions since I was 12 Years Old, but I’ve never wrote a Prologue for them until recently I decided to write an actual book and I thought that a Prologue would help introduce slightly my story and what my book is about. Still, I unfortunately don’t know how to write a Prologue nor I know what makes a Prologue and a good one.

Your advices and posts always help me sort out things, because the way you explain is extremely helpful, which is why I wanted to ask for your thought and how to create a good Prologue.

Thank you lots in advance, your blog is the best thing I’ve stumbled upon 😭🙏🏻💕

Dear writerly friend,

First and foremost, I want to express my heartfelt gratitude for your incredibly kind words. Your support and enthusiasm mean the world to me, and I'm truly honored to have you as part of this vibrant writing community. Thank you for entrusting me with your question about crafting a compelling prologue—it's a pleasure to help guide you through this creative process.

Understanding the Essence of a Prologue

The prologue is a crucial introductory element that sets the stage for your story. Think of it as the curtain raiser, designed to captivate your readers and provide a glimpse into the world they are about to explore.

What Makes a Good Prologue?

A good prologue effectively achieves several key elements:

1. Engaging Hook:

Begin with a captivating hook that draws readers in. Consider starting with an intriguing event, a mysterious character, or a thought-provoking scene that prompts curiosity.

2. Context and Setting the Stage:

Introduce the backstory or necessary context without overwhelming the reader. Set the scene and tone for the main story while offering hints of what's to come.

3. Foreshadowing and Intrigue:

Foreshadowing elements that tease the plot or hint at the conflict can add depth. Leave breadcrumbs that prompt questions and curiosity in the reader's mind.

Crafting Your Prologue: Step-by-Step Guide

1. Define the Purpose:

Clarify the specific role your prologue will play in introducing your story. Determine what essential information or atmosphere you want to establish.

2. Hook Your Readers:

Begin with an attention-grabbing scene, a compelling quote, or an intriguing statement that creates an instant connection with your audience.

3. Set the Scene:

Establish the setting, time frame, and introduce the characters or elements that will play a pivotal role in the main storyline.

4. Balance Revelation with Mystery:

Reveal enough information to pique interest but maintain a sense of mystery to encourage readers to venture further into the narrative.

5. Leave a Promise:

End your prologue with a promise—a hint of what's to come. Create a sense of anticipation and curiosity that compels readers to continue.

A World of Possibilities

In crafting a prologue, the canvas is yours to paint. Embrace the opportunity to enchant your audience, leaving them eager for more. Remember, there's no one-size-fits-all formula. It's about finding the balance that best suits your story.

Thank you once again for your unwavering support and trust in my guidance. I'm elated to be part of your writing journey. Feel free to reach out if you need more specific advice or have further questions.

Warmest regards and happy writing!

TheWriteAdviceForWriters Rin T.

Here's a detailed 20 step-list on how to write a prologue you can copy and follow through with. I guarantee a successful prologue with this numbered-list

20-step list on How to Write a Prologue

Understand the Purpose: Clarify the prologue's role in setting the stage for the main story. Determine whether it's essential to introduce backstory, create suspense, or set the tone.

Identify Key Elements: Determine the critical elements, characters, or events that the prologue should introduce without revealing too much.

Engage with an Attention-Grabbing Hook: Open with a captivating scene, an intriguing quote, or an action that immediately draws the reader in, compelling them to continue.

Set the Scene: Introduce the setting, time frame, and any significant elements crucial for understanding the main storyline.

Balance Information and Mystery: Reveal enough to create interest without revealing all the details. Maintain an air of mystery to encourage readers to delve deeper into the narrative.

Character Introduction: Introduce pivotal characters or elements that will play a significant role in the unfolding story, giving readers a glimpse of their importance.

Establish a Clear Connection: Connect the prologue to the main story by hinting at its relevance without directly revealing the entire plot.

Create a Promise: End the prologue with a teaser or a promise—a subtle hint that something compelling or intriguing is about to unfold in the subsequent chapters.

Foreshadow Subtly: Include subtle hints or foreshadowing elements that will resonate with the reader throughout the story, creating an air of anticipation.

Maintain Conciseness: Keep the prologue concise. Avoid overwhelming the reader with unnecessary details, ensuring every word serves a purpose.

Emotional Engagement: Infuse the prologue with emotion, making the reader feel connected or intrigued by the characters or events introduced.

Reflect the Narrative Style: Ensure the writing style in the prologue reflects the overall tone and style of the complete work, offering a preview of what's to come.

Evocative Descriptions: Employ vivid and evocative descriptions to paint a picture that engages the reader's imagination and emotions.

Pace and Flow: Craft the prologue with a rhythm that balances momentum and intrigue, propelling the reader forward into the story.

Revisit and Revise: After writing the prologue, revise it critically. Ensure it aligns with the overarching story and effectively accomplishes its purpose.

Seek Feedback: Share your prologue with trusted peers or beta readers for constructive feedback. Gather insights on its impact and effectiveness.

Read Other Prologues: Study and analyze prologues from published works in your genre, understanding how they introduce and set the tone for the story.

Create Intrigue, Not Confusion: Maintain clarity in the prologue while leaving room for intrigue. Aim to engage readers without overwhelming them with confusion.

Satisfying Closure: End the prologue in a way that feels like a satisfying pause or transition, enticing readers to proceed to the next chapters.

Editing and Refinement: After feedback and reflection, refine the prologue, edit for clarity, coherence, and overall impact, ensuring it aligns seamlessly with the rest of the narrative.

[sea-moon-star]

Bangtan Village: Pregnancy Series || Maknae Line: 1

1: Deciding to have a baby

Pairing: BTS maknae line x f!reader, jimin x dancer!oc, taehyung x psychologist!oc, jungkook x idol!oc

Genre: Fluff, angst, hurt/comfort, husband!BTS, dad!BTS

WC: 3.5k words (1k ish each)

Summary: The part of Bangtan’s life where they’re all living next to each other in a privately owned township that’s just outside Seoul, it’s close enough for them to get to their social & work lives but far enough to provide them with privacy as they’ve become global legends after the end of their most successful re-union, comeback and world tour in 2025-26. While they continue working simultaneously on solo and group endeavors, they take it slow to focus on their personal life, especially with their growing families taking precedence. As of now, all 7 members are married, with Hoseok & Jimin already having kids of their own. But they’re nowhere close to done, the number of tiny humans in this village is yet to increase!

A/N: The one where all my ocs are named after flowers hence the header! Hyung line to follow soon, more parts too. Spot the cameo by Astro's Eunwoo & 97 liners. Ready, set & begin 🌷🌺🌹🌻🌼💐🌸

Jeon Jungkook x Lee Hae-rin🌷:

Jungkook and his wife had already had a baby conversation before they were married, one where they’d both decided they were more than happy being pet parents- Jungkookie with his dog named Bam and Hae-rin with her cat named Haru. Although they were opposites called Night & Day, the Doberman had learnt to get along with house cat since they had been introduced back when she was a kitten. And this gave them the chance to have company at home while the other was busy with their career, their schedules often clashing as two idols at the peak of their stardom. Though Jungkook had the security of having a group and hence, could take more time off, unlike Hae-rin for whom being a solo artist meant she had no stand by to rely on. And yet by some miracle, today they had both taken time off work to attend a dear friend’s baby shower.

Fellow 97’ liner, Eun-woo, the host of the event had taken a moment away to greet Jungkook while Hae-rin congratulated his wife. “Are you sure, you can’t stay for longer? It’s so rare that we get to see the both of you together and spend time. Once the baby comes, it’ll be much harder, why don’t you stay, Jungkook-ah?” Eunwoo tried to persuade Jungkook but he just shrugged his shoulders with a defeated sigh & replied back, “You know I’m really happy for the both of you, right? I wouldn’t do this if I didn’t have to… I just need to go…” “But why, Jungkook-ah? You’re always the most excited one at all our baby showers, be it for Mingyu, Jaehyun, Bambam, so what’s wrong today? I can see it on your face that something is really bothering you. Tell me, friend. You know I’m here for you…” Eunwoo reassured Jungkook, a hand on his shoulder as his friend broke down at his touch & replied, I won’t lie to you, it just hurts too much to be here. And that’s why I need to go… I can’t see any more of these baby showers, knowing that I’ll never host one of them myself. And it’s worse today because she’s here and I’m scared she’ll see through me, that I’ll ruin this for both of us because I’m the selfish one that wants kids when we decided we wouldn’t have any.”

“You made that decision years ago, why don’t you speak to her once again? She’s so good with the kids, whether the 97’ liners or Bangtans, maybe she’s changed her mind?” Eunwoo offered hopefully but Jungkook pursed his lips as he said, “It’s not that she doesn’t like kids, we both do. But it’s one thing for us to enjoy with our nieces and nephews, it’s another to actually have children. And for all the women around us, it was easier for them to have children, it’s different for her. They aren’t celebrities in their own right, they have ordinary lives and jobs that allow them to do both side by side. And your wife, even though she’s from the industry- she’s an actress who’s allowed to take a maternity break and get back. The roles might be different but the fame remains untouched, the success does too. But it’s not the same for an idol, our careers are short spanned as it is and this is akin to self-sabotage. Stamina, reputation, fan following, everything takes a hit and I couldn’t do that to her, not while BTS continues to thrive. I can’t pull the plug on her career, that’s the most self-serving and sexist thing I’ll ever do and I refuse to be that man.”

“And what about husbands that hide things from their partner and mislead them? That doesn’t make you a misogynist, Nampyeon?” A voice said from behind and Jungkook almost dropped the glass he was holding in his hand, as he saw his wife standing there, having heard their conversation. Eunwoo slipped away, after a quick pat on Jungkook’s back, wishing him luck as he gave the couple privacy to discuss what had just gone down.

“Who were you to decide what I should do? Whether I choose my career or my family life, it’s my choice to make. Not yours! Why have you never once told me this? I thought you genuinely didn’t want kids, so I never brought it up. Sure, I’m indifferent about being a mom, I wouldn’t mind either ways. But I’m not indifferent to you! If this is part of your dream, then why would you just let it go? You’ve let me put my dreams first, since day one. You welcomed me into Hybe as my sunbae, you recommended my debut song to armys and catapulted me to success, you stood by and watched as I ranked #1, won awards and went on world tours, you even pushed our marriage so it wouldn’t affect my prime. And you think I wouldn’t want to do the same for you? Give me the chance to do for you, what you did for me, love. Please?” She implored him to listen as he asked, “Are you sure? I don’t want you to regret it, it’s not just your career, it’s your body, things won’t be the same again… you’re doing the heavy lifting, it’s not me…” “You think I’d ever regret creating something that’s a sign of our love? To bring a child that’s part you into the world, that’s the easiest idea to get on board with. How could I ever not love someone who is a mini you?” She said with a wide smile on her face as she gazed into his eyes, and he broke into a grin, “You make a good point but truth be told, I’ll be rooting for our child to be a reflection of you.”🌷

Kim Taehyung x Ahn Nari🌺:

There was no deciding about when to have a kid, with Taehyung and his wife. She’d been writing a baby diary filled with poetry, letters, life lessons & more since she was 18, he’d been craving wanting to be a dad ever since he’d grown up raising his younger siblings. With them, they’d just left it up to faith, they just wanted to be pregnant, they’d be preparing all their lives and the when didn’t matter. Everything had been blissful after their marriage, until the day when Taehyung came home to find his wife curled up on the sofa, crying her eyes out. He rushed to her side, his heart constricting in his chest as he felt her heaving sobs and tried to contain her grief in his arms. He wasn’t sure of what to do to help her feel better, being a therapist- comforting others & helping them through their emotions was more her department than his. In fact he couldn’t remember the number of times, she’d motivated, validated & held space for him.

Still, he knew what words couldn’t say, his actions would so he hugged her tighter as he whispered, “Yeobo, what’s wrong? I’m here, whatever it is. It’s okay, we’ll figure it out. Just please, look at me…”. Despite his pleas, she couldn’t meet his eyes, her gaze trained at the piece of paper on the coffee table of him. It was stained with her tears but he picked it up, he saw it was a medical report from a local fertility clinic. It had been barely a year into their marriage but they knew something was amiss when they still couldn’t get a positive test. Though his way of coping had been to deny it all along and bury himself into work, clearly she’d had enough and decided to go looking for answers.

“They… they said… I would never… be.. a mot…” She tried to whisper but he cut her off, “No, don’t say that. They’re lying, they’re just being insensitive and stupid. You will be a mother, I promise. They don’t know shit, they’re just a small suburban clinic, I’ll take you to the best doctors, to the biggest super specialty clinics, adoption centers, we can go abroad, whatever it takes okay? We can do whatever we want, the options are endless.” She shook her head and stepped back from his embrace, the fury and hurt painting her expression as she cried out, “It’s hard enough to adopt ONE child, you always wanted our kids to have siblings, you wanted 5 children!? And we wanted a child before we were even married, how long are we going to wait? Do you know how long medical procedures take? It could be YEARS because we even have a child, are you really going to be able to wait that long? Can I? I wanted to be young, I’ve seen what happens when there’s a huge generational gap between kids and their parents, I never wanted this… it’s the one thing we’ve always pined for… and I’m going to break that dream for both of us.”

He cupped her face in her palms, forcing her to make eye contact with him, “Y/N! Stop. I won’t allow this. As long as you and I are together, the dream is alive. We’ve made the impossible come true before, we can do it again. You were a preemie kid who wasn’t going to survive but you did! Bangtan defied the odds with our success. We’re fighters, we don’t give up, okay? We’ll find a way, we always do, love. Why wait? I’ll make an appointment tomorrow and this time, no doing it alone, I’m coming with you. I’ll take the tests, I’ll be there for your follow ups, whatever it takes, we’re in this together. What do I always say, huh?” “Teamwork… makes the dream work.” She replied gingerly, her voice getting stronger with every syllable as he gave her a kiss on the forehead and felt the tension exit her body with his gesture. 🌺

Park Jimin x Song Jang-mi🌹:

Park Jimin was the only Bangtan member to already have 2 kids, his childhood sweetheart turned wife from his dance school had given him two daughters. It was obvious to anyone that he loved them more than life itself- that’s why their names were Ae-Cha, which meant loving daughter and Mi-Cha, which meant beautiful daughter. He had the biggest smile on his face when he came home from work to watch both his daughters, aged 5 & 3- sit together at the dining table playing, having a fake tea party with their dolls. They were so engrossed with the pretend play that they didn’t even notice that their dad had come back home. But even though part of him wanted to swoop them up into his arms, he held himself back, watching in admiration while leaning against the door frame of the living room.

He was joined by his wife who slipped her hand, across his waist and leaned closer & whispered, “Can you believe we actually made it past the terrible twos & threes? I can’t believe they’re our girls? That the same kids who once turned the house upside down are now both sitting quietly, the house is clean, I actually had time to have a cuppa without being interrupted, it’s surreal!” “Yes, that’s why I dare not disturb them. I thought my eyes were deceiving me, they’re really grown up, huh? Where did the time go? It feels like yesterday that we got married & here we are already… At this rate, they’ll be in college soon & I’ll have to walk them down the aisle!?” He said incredulously, while she responded, “You’re forgetting the hormone crazy teenage phase, where they’ll hate everything we say & do, rebel & go out at night, you’re gonna have to give them a talk about safe sex, & not murder any boy they decide to bring home. I’d pay good money to see that!” She chuckled as he glared at her, as she relunctantly stifled her laughter.

“Stop it, you mean woman! I’m not even slightly ready to go there, not even in my mind. And you might hit me for saying this but… I actually miss the chaos? I miss tripping over legos, wearing mis-matched shoes, having spit-up on my clothes, knowing that they’re tiny enough to be safe in their cribs or even better, inside you.” He sighed & told her as she agreed, “Yeah, you’re right, I actually miss the time, it felt like everything was slower when they’re not born yet, almost like you can control how fast they grow up. 9 months of time, where it’s just us & nothing & no one can get in the way of that.” “If you didn’t hit me then, you’re definitely going to hit me now but I’ll take my chances… would you, consider doing it all again? Having one more kid? I don’t think I’m ready to let go of them being babies just yet.” He softly muttered as her eyes widened in surprise at the proposition. “I’m not going to hit you, trust me. In fact, I think you’re right. That must be why I haven’t been able to part with any of their baby supplies, I’ve held onto them- they’re still in the attic, you know? Even though I was supposed to give it away to charity ages ago. As much as I want to jump right into this, are you certain we can do it? 3 kids is a lot. What if we bite off more than we can chew?” She asked, a hint of anxiety in her tone as he pulled her closer to him & said firmly, “We’re a power couple, we’ve always been. With you, nothing is too much trouble. I have full faith in us, jagiya.” 🌹

To Be Continued... 🌊🌙⭐️

[darishima]

puppy your game collection is beautiful i dont know what most of those are except like the disgaeas (because youve explained them before), disco elysium (the occasional meme crosses my dash), roblox, and undertale maybeeeeee you could give me a tour of the others you like and what theyre about and stuff! whats muse dash ouppy that sounds like a rhythm game ^w^

thank you i know its incredible :3c soo here it is again i will go game by game and yap my ouppy little head off im sorry

starting from the left! desmume is a DS emulator that i got to play puyo puyo fever, a fullmetal alchemist ROM and a lucky star ROM and PPSSPP is a PSP emulator i got for uhh. i cant remember which game i specifically installed it for. i think it was puyo puyo fever 2?

roblox is. you know. roblox

my hero one's justice is a demo i downloaded from steam which i have not actually played LMAO i got the demo to see if i wanted to buy the full game but i guess its pointless because i havent bothered to check out the demo

class of 09 and class of 09 re-up (the sequel) are visual novels, hard to explain what theyre about.. basically its all about toxic evil yuri and drug abuse and self harm. its like if needy streamer overload was about coked up high school lesbians

disgaea pc is the second best game ever made

disgaea 2 pc is the number 1 best game ever made. no further explanation necessary

i have not actually played dont starve yet, it was recommended by a friend so i bought it during the steam summer sale for like 2 bucks. from what ive heard, its a survival game, kinda like minecraft if minecraft was way harder and the game hated you

disco elysium is the same, recommended by a friend, i bought it for super cheap during the summer sale, and have not touched it yet LMAO

muse dash is a rhythm game yes and its FUCKIGN INCREDIBLE. AND IM AMAIZNG AT IT. LOOK AT THESE SCORES BONESY ARENT YOU PROUD OF ME

full combo means i hit every note and didnt miss a single one >:3 im genuinely really good at the game not 2 brag,,, and YES you saw that right, hatsune miku and kagamine rin and len are playable characters!! they come with two respective DLCs which also come with a bunch of vocaloid songs and i bought them both <3 these are their sprites in game!

and if you buy it it gives you a bunch of adorable art on the loading screens :3 this isnt even all of them just a few i screenshotted. if i screenrecorded myself killing it in muse dash would you watch the video teehee...

ok back to game yapping. leaf blower revolution is an idle clicker game i got for free on steam, which i got insanely hyperfixated on for three days and played for like 14 hours straight once and then gave up and never touched it again

yume nikki is a little pixelated adventure game where you explore around a girl's weird dreams. the soundtrack is INCREDIBLE especially this song. its transcendental. listen to it while youre high trust me you have to

DDLC requires no explanation i think. its ddlc. you know what it is theres no way you dont

the song of saya (saya no uta) i will be yapping extra about because i LOVE IT. its a horror eroge visual novel about a guy named fuminori who, after a brain surgery, sees the entire world and other people as a disgusting fleshy abomination, whereas everything looks normal to other people. for example this:

is a completely normal hallway. but it looks like that to him. then he meets a girl name saya, who is the only thing in the world that looks normal to him, and he falls in love with her

and i reeeally really dont wanna spoil it cause its really good and i highly recommend you go watch it (theres a full playthrough on youtube) but lets just say saya is Not as normal as she looks.

celeste is a game ive only played a little of, but i love it so far. its a platformer about a trans woman named madeline climbing celeste mountain, and encountering a personification of her self doubt that she has to overcome to get to the top. i lovee the style of the game its so pretty and way easier than i expected it to be, which is great for me because im garbage at every game in the world that isnt muse dash or disgaea

disgaea 4 and disgaea 5 are self explanatory. i ADORE d4, though im not super far into it, but i havent started d5 yet im waiting until i finish d1 and 4

phantom brave is a game set in the same universe as disgaea which crosses over with it, i havent played more than a few minutes of the game but obviously i love it so far cause its similar to disgaea. im waiting to jump fully into it until i finish d1 and d4 though

OFF is an rpg also recommended to me by a friend, i downloaded it online but havent touched it yet 😭 pro at owning games i dont play

omori is also very self explanatory. i downloaded it off my friends steam account and he and i have been playing it together, im not far in but obviously i like it, i knew i would. aubrey is sooo mecore <3 i really need to keep playing it... i should have gotten into omori sooner. actually no i take that back because i think 14 year old me getting into omori would have been so world-ending that it would have shattered my psyche

spore is spore. idk how to describe it. you make a fucked up little creature and you make the fucked up little creature do shit thats the whole game

undertale is also very self explanatory. and boom thats all my games :3 well i also have animal jam classic which didnt fit in the screenshot but theres not much to say about that. other than the fact that i own a super rare nonmember mantis pet and im proud of it. and my den fucks

okay thats more than enough yapping im sorry .. stop asking me questions because i do not know how to shut up. ily though thank you for asking :3c

[tcookies777]

2 Truths & 1 Lie

Pairing: KakaSaku

In case any forewarning is needed, here are the main tags: monsterfucking, consensual sex, asylum horror, mean girls, violence, knotting, breeding

PART 1:

Shriveled leaves crunched aloud in the dead of night as a gaggle of teens trudged their way up the steps of Kage Hospital, a once esteemed asylum many years ago. With the full moon as their only witness, the rambunctious group giggled and shoved each other forth—closer to a pair of doors spraypainted with a warning.

“Keep out,” Sai read aloud.

With a snort, Ino slung a backpack off her shoulders to retrieve her own spray can. She stepped around her boyfriend and, with a shake of the can, proceeded to add the words ‘YO MAMA’ underneath the warning.

“Really Ino?” Tenten raised her brow over the group’s howling laughter. “We’re supposed to save the paint to mark our way so we don’t get lost.”

“Ah, no worries!” Naruto piped in around a mouthful of candy he’d nabbed off a porch. “If we get lost, we could always just ask the ghosts for directions!”

Tenten shuddered in response, visibly distraught by the warning on the door. She was the one most reluctant to partake in tonight’s game of revelry, but it was too late to bounce now.

Stuffing the can back into the bag, Ino shrugged. “What’s Halloween without a few tricks up our sleeves?”

Ah, Halloween—a night of ghouls galore and tricks or treats. Of course, being on the brink of adulthood made it difficult to plead candy from strangers as opposed to the little monsters running around the neighborhood with their pumpkin buckets stuffed with candy. So it had been Ino’s idea to dress up in costume for the night and play up tonight’s celebration with a test of courage.

The idea had struck her the day the new girl had been introduced to the class just last week. And like most girls in school, the new girl had set her big green, cat-like eyes upon the number one most popular boy in—not just the school but the whole freaking city.

Sasuke Uchiha.

‘Who does this arrogant bitch think she is?’ Ino had asked her friends during lunch period.

They were watching the new girl introduce herself to Sasuke, one dainty hand twirling rosé locks and the other dainty hand settling possessively atop the crook of Sasuke’s arm.

‘Dunno, but she’s kinda hot,’ Naruto had commented, drawing an aghast look from Hinata who then shot the new girl a scathing glare.

Ino crossed her arms, ignoring Sai’s puppy-eyed face begging for her attention as she was entirely focused on this girl who seemed to be quickly taking over her spot as the school’s queen bee.

And Ino would never let that happen.

Pasting a smile on her face, she sauntered over to Sasuke’s lunch table with an apple in hand. As if sensing her arrival, New Girl perked up from where she sat on the table (right next to Sasuke’s lunch) and turned her cheek to greet Ino with a sugar sweet smile.

Fuck, that numbskull was right—the girl was hot. Not in the curvilicious sense, but she had those perky little tits and slim hourglass shape that was trending all over social media. It didn’t help that she had that innocent, pretty kind of beauty that made all the horny boys in school wanna take her out for dinner in the hopes they could facefuck her on the car ride home.

Ino held out the apple in hand like a miniature Trojan horse. “Hi there! I’m Ino, and you must be the new girl everyone’s been talking about! What’s your name again?”

Those vivid green eyes didn’t even blink in the face of the snide remark scarcely hidden in Ino’s question. Or maybe the new girl was just too dumb as she merely tipped her head coquettishly and accepted the fruit.

‘Hello, Ino. I’m Rin,’ she had answered sweetly before sinking her teeth into the juicy red apple.

Crunch!

And so Ino’s plan to teach the new girl a lesson had begun. In an act of friendliness, she would invite Rin to join the group in a fun test of courage on Halloween night.

‘It’s pretty much a rite of passage among everyone here,’ Ino had lied straight through her teeth. ‘Everyone does it.’

Said everyone smiled and nodded their heads like the bobbleheads they were.

Rin had hesitated for only a split second before caving in under the pressure of everyone’s appraising stares (especially Sasuke’s).

From then on, the plan continued accordingly. The girls and guys cozied up to Rin, making her feel like she was one of them when the truth was far from it. And nobody else was as excited for Halloween night to come as Ino was. She had even bought a portable charging bank and mic for tonight’s livestream that she was certain would gather hundreds if not thousands of viewers tonight (and hopefully just as many subscribers).

She had especially made sure that everyone in the group wore costumes. Naruto and Hinata as the lion and lamb, Sai as a reaper, Tenten as a sexy sports girl, Sasuke as a ronin, and obviously Ino had to dress as the slutty angel because Daddy had always called her that (except the slutty part, duh).

Accidentally (but not really), she had forgotten to pass the memo on to the new girl, so imagine everyone’s surprise when Rin had appeared at their designated meeting spot decked in a glittery red skintight bodysuit that showed off her toned body and much more skin than Ino had expected from the girl. A headband with bedazzled horns and a pointy tail completed her devilish costume.

The boys had whistled low in appreciation, prompting a roll of the eyes from the girls and a demure blush from Rin.

She’s blushing now, but she’s going to be crying when the night ends, Ino had smirked to herself.

They piled into Sai’s car, all six of them shoving their limbs into a tangle before they drove off toward the woods.

Through the window, Ino studied the tall pine trees that increased in density the closer they got to the asylum. By the time they parked on the side of the road to hike the rest of the way through, the trees were so tall and thick, surrounding them ominously with their branches stretching out like claws.

The massive iron gate creaked open with an unsettling screech that bordered on a scream. They pushed through it, trampling on overgrown weeds that had taken over the courtyard.

Before them, the asylum towered menacingly. Each broken window was pitch black like the building was in a state of eternal death. Considering its morbid history, no doubt the place still reeked of death. Its crumbling walls with large cracks spidering across were an even greater testament to the horrors that had once unfolded within.

Behind them, an owl on a low branch hooted in offense of their intrusion. As if to demand ‘who goes there?’

Ino thought it was perfect.

Little did she along with everyone else know that they were going to get much more than they had bargained for.

Now the group stalked the dark and narrow corridors with the beams of their flashlights as their sole source of light and comfort. But little comfort did they receive when the light revealed the copious ritual symbols that littered the peeling wallpaper in shades of red.

“Sasuke, I’m scared,” Rin whimpered, huddling closer to Sasuke who puffed his chest ever so slightly out of a prideful need to protect the weak.

“It’s just graffiti from the other kids who came before us,” Naruto explained as he shook his own canister to paint a dick over a pentagram with inscriptions written around the five points of the star.

They continued onward, marking the walls of the lobby with arrows to remind them of which direction they came from once it was time to make their way back.

There were eight floors to explore. Eight floors worth of trash from years’ worth of other kids roaming around and disturbing the silent dead here either on a dare or for a prank. Cigarette butts lay swaddled in dead leaves and layers of grime. The occasional takeout box and empty soft drink sometimes tripped them (especially Naruto).

Several times, Hinata or Tenten shrieked at what they thought was a ghost only for the so-called ghost to turn out to be a rat.

In fact, it seemed the entire asylum was truly deserted of people and ghosts alike. Nothing to see here except for the same ritual symbol that kept popping up every few doors down, or doodles of dicks.

In the corner of Ino’s screen, the number of viewers watching her livestream began to drop like flies. Panic started to set in. It was still too early for the main event, but she had to find a way to keep the viewers’ attention.

Raising the phone level to her face, she began to address her dwindling audience. "Everybody's heard of the story of the Killer of Kage Hospital, right?"

“Huh? Yeah, it’s—”

“Shut up, Naruto, I’m talking!” Ino hissed at him before turning back to her audience with a forced chuckle. “Anyway, for those of you who don’t know, the story of the Kage Hospital Killer takes place almost a hundred years ago back when the asylum was at the peak of its popularity. Apparently, one day, a really crazy patient broke free from her restraints and went on a murder spree, killing all the orderlies, nurses, and doctors with just a freaking scalpel!”

Naruto popped into the corner of the frame to run his finger along his neck, making a gurgling sound. Somewhere in the background, Rin giggled.

“The culprit was a teen girl who went, well, a little crazier than she already was,” Ino continued, twirling a finger next to her head. “Security eventually came and shot her dead. Now her ghost is said to haunt the halls of the asylum with a scalpel, searching for anymore hospital staff to kill. And those who wear white are the biggest targets.”

As if realizing what she’d said, Ino glanced down at the see-through lingerie dress she wore—a delicate lace white.

She gulped. “C-Crazy, right?”

On the side, several comments popped into view.

Suckmahduck69: show us ur tits

Gigachad: yaawwn

ReadyFreddy: where r the jumpscares?

The_Devil_in_dissguise: you’re next

Ino frowned.

“What about the rest of the patients?” Rin spoke up, drawing all attention to her as well as Ino’s ire for stealing the spotlight of her livestream. She blinked curiously at Ino. “You said the girl killed the hospital staff, but what did she do with the other patients?”

“Oh, that’s right!” Ino kept her smile trained on her phone as they continued meandering through the halls. “Well, the girl let loose the rest of the patients who then disappeared into the woods. But, since they were all part of the same loony bin she came from, they never made it out of the forest alive! Now it’s said that the patients haunt the woods, and their moans and cries for help can still be heard in the dead of the night.”

“OOOoooOOh! I’m hungry for peanut butter jelly sandwiches—help!” Naruto floated back into the frame before Ino shoved him aside.

“Guys, we’re already on the fourth floor and there’s nothing here,” Tenten whined. “Can’t we go back now?”

Ino glanced at Rin who was gripping fearfully onto Sasuke’s elbow now. She threw Tenten a silent look that said ‘stick to the plan!’ to which Tenten responded with a little whimper of defeat.

“You know, much of the asylum was left untouched after the murders,” Hinata reminded the group. “I’m sure the director’s office still holds the files of the patients. If they’re still there, we could dig up some information on the Kage Hospital Killer.”

This time, it was Sai who hesitated. “According to the directory we passed earlier, the director’s office is all the way on the eighth floor. If we stay too long here, a patrol might see our flashlights and charge us for trespassing.”

“Babe, we’re in a remote area deep in the woods,” Ino assuaged her boyfriend with an assuring stroke on his arm. “No patrol officer would actually take the time and effort to come this far and this close to an abandoned asylum just to make sure a bunch of kids aren’t smoking pot or drawing dicks inside.”

“She’s right,” Rin chimed in. “There’s nobody here to catch us… and nobody here to save us.”

They gaped at her for a moment before Ino raised her flashlight to propose that they all head to the director’s office to peruse through the patient files. It was a sure way to grab more viewers for her channel, she theorized aloud, much to Tenten’s dismay. And maybe after Halloween, they could start a podcast where they’d discuss in depth all the terrifying, supernatural shit that they’d encountered.

Rin clung to Sasuke at the back of the pack, but Ino didn’t mind as she preferred the camera to remain solely on her.

They continued passing through a ward lined with rooms that appeared to be more like cells for prisoners rather than for patients. The space was as small as a broom closet with most of the mattresses either gone or tossed on the floor bearing questionable stains on the once white sheets.

“Ooh, you know what would be cool?” Ino suggested after muting herself on the livestream. She gestured to a wheelchair that had been abandoned in the middle of the hall, temporarily blocking their path. “One of you should hide in a corner and, on my mark, you push the wheelchair into the frame so that it looks like a ghost moved it!”

Immediately, everyone looked to Naruto who capitulated with a groan as he made his way to the wheelchair. It was coated in thick layers of dust that clung stubbornly to the seat even as Naruto moved the chair in a better spot. Ino directed him to stay out of the frame and kick the wheelchair gently with his foot to trick her viewers.

“Oops, sorry, I must’ve hit the mute button with my thumb!” Ino apologized to her audience with a pout. She flipped the camera around to display the hallway and took measured steps until it was Naruto’s cue to nudge the wheelchair. “So we are currently making our way to the director’s office on the very top floor to see if we can find the killer patient’s info—kyaaaah! Oh my goodness, did you see that?!”

Panning the camera to center on the wheelchair that had rolled into view, she zoomed in on the contraption for her viewers to get a good look at the so-called paranormal activity.

“Oh gosh, this is so terrifying!” Ino whimpered out, clutching Sai’s arm in a show of fear. “It looks like the spirits here haven’t been put to rest! Should we continue on? I-I don’t know about this anymore you guys—this is just too scary!”

Everyone crowded around Ino’s phone to see if the number of viewers was rising now. In the back, Rin watched the wheelchair gently turn its wheels and continue rolling on… and on… and on… pressing closer to them until it finally halted just outside their little huddle.

After a notification dinged, Ino screamed in excitement. “Hell yeah, I got twelve more subscribers!”

Emboldened by their new wave of followers, the group pressed forth, faking sounds with the pipes and making up bullshit to pass off as stories to their gullible viewers.

“And here we have a bathtub where one of the younger patients committed suicide,” Tenten said, wiping fake tears from her cheeks that had been created by the eyedrops she kept in her pocket. Feigning a sniff, she pointed at the tarnished porcelain of the tub where the water had long since run dry, leaving only indescribable stains. “It was said that she slit her wrists with a sharpened pencil. Oh, the poor girl!”

“But when she failed, she realized how much she wanted to live… only for a nurse to drown her out of anger instead,” Rin cut in, speaking out of frame until Ino turned the phone’s camera onto her.

“Hey, I was telling the story!” Tenten complained until Ino hushed her.

“Actually, Rin’s story is more interesting,” Ino admitted. “Sorry, Tenten, but yours is too cliché.”

Tenten grumbled at that but said nothing more on the matter as they took the stairs to the seventh floor where apparently the most dangerous patients were kept in padded cells and straitjackets.

They played around inside the rooms for a while, bouncing themselves off the padded walls to see how well cushioned they were (which, after a few bumps and bruises, they soon discovered was not very cushioned at all).

As they were in the middle of discussing how to stage the next act, Naruto was unexpectedly shoved against the padded wall—hard enough to make him collapse to the floor in a state of shock for a hot second.

“The hell is your problem, Sai?!” Naruto glared at the other boy who hadn’t budged an inch. “I wasn’t ready yet!”

“But I didn’t touch you?” Sai returned his glare with a confused look.

Naruto turned his glare onto Sasuke whose hands remained embedded deep in the pockets of his ronin costume. His anger soon melted away, however, as he started to think this was all part of the script.

“It must’ve been a ghost then!” Naruto exclaimed, grabbing his shoulder like he’d been branded and howling as if he was an animal in distress. “Oh no, they’re getting more violent!”

Hinata stifled a giggle that was cut short by the door slamming on them without warning.

“Oh shit, did you see that?!”

“I think I got it on camera! Everyone in the comments is going crazy!”

“Hey, who did that though?”

“Dunno, it wasn’t me.”

“So then who…?”

“It was probably a draft,” Rin’s voice slipped through the dark just before the door swung open again to reveal her standing by it, holding it aside so the others could exit the cramped cell. Seeing their perplexed expressions, she smiled in assurance. “Someone might’ve left a window open nearby.”

They oohed and aahed at the rational explanation, nodding their heads in agreement again like bobbleheads.

None of them questioned the eerie way the other doors down the hall would slowly open or close by themselves. If anything, the ominous ‘screeech’ and ‘creeaak’ of the rusty hinges would send them in a titter as they joked that one of the ghosts must’ve farted really hard.

As they filed into another room marked ‘SMILE THERAPY’, the door screeched shut behind them, followed by a strange moan that passed just outside in the corridor.

“Your mama’s so gassy she shat herself to death!” Naruto cackled into the cold darkness, and the others followed with hoots of laughter.

“Your mama had such severe internal bowel syndrome that she thought she was in labor only to take a dump as big as a baby!” Sai joked, only to be met with blank faces and an awkward silence.

“Sai, what the actual fuck?”

“Anyway, let’s hurry to the director’s office before my viewership drops again!” Ino redirected the group’s attention back to the task at hand.

She yanked on the door handle, grunting in surprise when it refused to budge.

“What’s wrong?”

“I dunno, it’s not opening?”

“Maybe you need to twist it the other way?”

“Doorknobs can twist both directions, remember?”

“Exactly why you should try the other way then!”

“It won’t make a difference!”

“Just try!”

“I am!”

“Maybe it’s locked?”

“How can that be? Obviously, there’s nobody around to lock it from the other side!”

“Well, obviously whatever you’re doing isn’t working!”

“And obviously you’re not doing shit, so shut up!”

“Here, let me try,” Rin approached Ino to take her place at the door.

At first, Ino scoffed, thinking that if she couldn’t open the door then nobody else could either. So she was completely baffled when Rin lifted a manicured hand (with blood red polish to match her costume) and delicately turned the knob until they all heard the faint click of the latch releasing.

“Guess you just had to jiggle it a bit?” Rin smiled amiably at Ino who responded with a roll of her eyes.

And then she rolled her eyes even harder when this time it was Sasuke who stuck close to Rin’s side. It seemed everyone had a newfound admiration for the new girl who was the only one to really keep a level head and a kind heart in light of their otherwise gloomy situation.

It didn’t go over Ino’s head how everyone started talking more directly to Rin with a genuine curiosity. Where was she from? Originally here in this city until she had to move away as a young girl, but she was back now. Why did she come back? She missed home and her people and wanted to settle here for good. Did she have a boyfriend? No, she wasn’t sure if she was yet ready for one, but she was also tired of feeling alone for so long now…

“Okay, enough chitchat—we’re here!” Ino cut their conversation short as she raised her phone to the heavy oak door that stood before them. She fixed the lingerie dress of her angel costume, then the halo on her head, ready to return to the livestream now that the main event was close at hand.

Hinata and Tenten directed the beams of their flashlights to the brass nameplate that dangled off the door’s front, barely hanging on by a single nail.

DR. KAWAKI SENJU

“Kawaki Senju founded this hospital nearly a hundred-twenty years ago and immediately took charge as its director,” Ino began to explain to her audience. “But in his youth, he was a combat medic from the first World War. They say the horrors he witnessed during the war shaped his ethics and beliefs for this asylum and the insane who inhabited it. He was one of the first doctors who opined for the legalization of the lobotomy but was rejected by the board and nearly ostracized as rumors started to swirl around that he was performing unethical experiments on his patients here. To this day, nobody knows if those rumors are true… or false.”

“Why did you say the word ‘false’ like it’s supposed to be a scary thing that he didn’t lobotomize his patients?” Naruto questioned her only to be silenced by the glare she cast his way off camera.

“Anyway, before we enter, remember to smash that like button and follow for more content from yours truly!” Ino blew kisses at the camera before flipping her phone around for the other girls to do the same (under her commanding gaze).

The director’s nameplate swung precariously as Sai opened the door, letting it creak wide open for everyone to get a peek into the room. Most of the space within was enshrouded in darkness and dust motes, forcing the group to pile inside for a better look.

Like most of the furniture they’d come across, the mahogany desk in the center of the office was turned over on its side. Some of its drawers had popped out, leaving a splatter of papers all over the floor or draping halfway out the drawers. Almost as if the director had been in too much of a hurry to gather some important documents first rather than prioritize his escape.

Rin trailed a digit along the edge of the desk to study the thick layer of dust that coated the surface as well as the scratch marks that dented the wood.

Wandering to a broken shelf pinned to the wall, Hinata observed the cracked photo frames that lined each platform. She noticed that while most of the hospital staff appeared to be middle-aged men, most of the patients sitting in the photos were young women.

“Guys, let’s hurry up here,” Tenten whined as she lingered at the doorway. “I’m getting the creeps just standing!”

Righting the director’s fallen chair, Naruto plopped himself in the seat and pointed the beam of his flashlight up his face to cast his wicked grin in a ghastly light with the shadows stretching across the walls. “It seems our dear patient, Tenten here, suffers from major anxiety disorder. Tenten, can you tell us what seems to be the problem? Perhaps your meds aren’t strong enough? Do you need to be… lobotomized?”

“Naruto, cut it out! That’s not funny!”

“Everyone, shut up and take a look at this!” Having been rifling through the metal cabinets and perusing through the documents with Hinata’s help, Ino raised a manila folder victoriously. “This is her! The Kage Hospital Killer!”

Flashlights and shadows bounced around the office walls as everyone scrambled to the desk where Ino carefully balanced the folder on an upturned drawer. The seventh person—Rin—lingered by the lone couch that faced the director’s desk. It was the one seat meant for whichever patient had the luck to meet the director face-to-face.

Rin fixed the couch in place and then smacked its stiff cushion to release a cloud of dust. She coughed and waved a hand to clear the air, frowning when not even Sasuke minded her. Fixing the tail of her costume aside, she sat down on the couch and examined her stiletto-shaped nails, admiring the bloody shade of them.

At that moment, her flashlight winked—once… then twice.

She frowned and jiggled the flashlight, but the beam continued to falter, threatening to wink out for good.

She noticed Naruto’s flashlight was experiencing the same issue. And so was Hinata’s… and Tenten’s… and Sasuke’s.

“Um, guys? Did you check the batteries before leaving?”

Nobody paid attention to her. Not when they were so preoccupied with what Ino had found. Rin might as well have been a ghost to them as their flashlights, one by one, waned and winked out, leaving Rin alone in the dark.

“The paper is really old now, so you have to touch it carefully,” Sai warned his girlfriend.

The edges of the folder were ripped, and much of its buff color was stained with black smudges and slim fingerprints suspiciously printed all over in the shade of years-old blood.

For the first time since stepping into the hospital, everyone simultaneously fell quiet, their smiles dropping away and heart rates increasing with anxiety rather than excitement.

With a dramatic flourish, Ino opened the folder and began to read the dossier. Her eyes shifted side to side as she quickly scanned the lines of words inked across the pages.

After sifting through the rest of the documents, she set the folder down and waited for everyone to lean in and listen to her verdict.

“Well, it’s official. This bitch was clinically and utterly insane!” she burst out into a fit of giggles, lifting her phone to show the proof to her audience. “The only sane thing about her is that she had a fondness for reading. Still, the doctors deemed her so crazy that she was scheduled to be lobotomized! The day she was supposed to receive the procedure was the day she lost her marbles and decided to kill everyone—geez, this is gonna be great stuff for the podcast. What do you guys think?” she asked her audience, checking the number of viewers again and watching the digits increase.

Upon seeing the chat on the side, however, Ino’s grin faltered.

BooRadley: can u talk louder? Cant hear

CreepyCuddly: yah cant hear shit

Eerie_Einstein1000: don’t u hear that?

The_GrinReaper: dude wtf is all that screaming in the background

“Screaming?” Ino echoed, looking around the room and prompting the others to do the same. “You guys pulling my leg here? I don’t hear anything?”

Paranormal_Punster96: all I hear is screaming?

BooRadley: Srsly tf is that?

Suckmahduck69: @BooRadley ur mom

CreepyCuddly: oh snap

BooRadley: dude stfu im serious

“Guys, any more troll comments and I’m gonna have to start modding,” Ino warned them.

Still trying to shake her flashlight back to life, Rin glanced at the vlogger. “Something wrong?”

“Nothing,” Ino muttered, watching the last comment pop in.

The_Devil_in_dissguise: soon you’ll be screaming too

“S-So we’re done here,” Ino announced, flipping the folder shut with more force than necessary.

A hand size photo slipped out from between the pages, fluttering to the floor and landing between Ino’s feet. She glanced down, brows pinching together slowly as she stooped over to pick it up.

“I wanna see!” Naruto insisted, sidling closer and squishing up against Sai to get a better peek at the photo.

“Where’s your flashlight? It’s dark here!”

“I-I dunno what happened—the batteries must’ve run out!”

“Ugh, you idiot, why didn’t you check them before leaving?!”

“’Cause you and Sai we’re honking the horn and making me hurry!”

With an impatient click of his tongue, Sasuke snatched the photo from Ino to scrutinize it himself. What he saw gave him pause, then made his brows knit together in confusion before his expression smoothened out into a cold, blank look. “Huh.”

“What’s ‘huh’ mean?” Naruto demanded, reaching over to grab the photo for a look.

Riiiiip!

“…. Oops.” Grinning sheepishly, Naruto raised the photo—or at least the torn pieces of it—in both hands.

Ino let out a screech and carefully plucked the photo’s fragments out of his grip. She shoved her flashlight into Hinata’s hands, directing her to hold the beam steady so that she could put the pieces together.

It was a grainy, black and white photo with not much going on in the background save for a pile of books sandwiched on a lumpy mattress. The titles of the texts could not be read, but if one were to squint very closely, they might recognize the five-star pentagram symbol that was painted all over the walls of the hospital.

The same symbol the group had passed by earlier.

But that was not what Ino and the others were focused on. Rather, it was the figure sitting in the center, properly and primly on the lumpy mattress.

The photo’s tear had cut across the girl’s neck, leaving her slim lower body, decorated in a patient’s gown, detached like some headless ghost. Ino slowly put the other torn piece of the photo together where the torn edges met, and everyone gasped.

“Now that’s fucking wild.”

“It’s crazy.”

“It is said that we each have our own doppelganger somewhere in this world, so maybe—”

“Sai, now you’re just reaching.”

One by one, they lifted their gazes over to Rin who had just finished unscrewing the bottom of her flashlight to check the batteries.

Sensing their eyes on her, she met their stares with bewilderment. “What?”

Chuckling softly to herself, Ino turned the photo around to show her—show the young lady in the photo. Show how the girl wore the same shoulder-length hairstyle with the sideswept bangs just like Rin. How their bone structure and face shape was practically a perfect match with each other’s. How those big emerald cat-like eyes gazed back at one another, blankly.

“She looks just like you, new girl,” Ino crooned out, wagging the photo tauntingly. “Look, everyone! It’s the Kage Hospital Killer! Geez, new girl, you picked one hell of a costume for Halloween—is your bubblegum pink hair even natural or is it just a wig to copy the Killer’s look?”

They all laughed at that with even Naruto reaching over to tug sharply on a pink lock of hair from Rin. Swatting his hands away, she stood up from the couch and retreated to Sasuke who’d kept his cool in the corner.

“All right, that’s enough,” Sasuke spoke sharply, ceasing all laughter in an instant. “We should head back now. It’s already seven in the morning.”

Squinting at his watch, Naruto’s face contorted in confusion. “The hell are you talking about? It’s barely five—not seven.”

“No, no,” Sai shook his head and tapped on his phone. “Your watch is off. My phone says it’s only midnight.”

“Well, that doesn’t make sense! We came here at eleven and we’ve definitely been here for longer than an hour.”

“But we can’t have been here for five hours—or even seven,” Tenten argued, equally as perplexed by the time on her phone. “It doesn’t feel that long. Besides, it’s still pitch-black outside.”

“Maybe our phones need to be updated?” Hinata weakly proposed, but no one bought it.

Ino threw her hands up in defeat. “Who cares! We can figure out the real time once we go back home,” she enunciated the last three words slowly, glancing at the others meaningfully before turning a wide smile onto Rin. “New girl, since your flashlight is the only one still working well, would you be a dear and shine a light onto the doorway? What I’m gonna do is each of us take turns saying goodbye to my livestream and file out one by one with me last. Then I close the door, end the stream, and you come join us after. Sound okay?”

Rin hesitated for a moment and took a brief look around the dark office and the decaying walls that seemed to press in all around her. Even in the poor light, she paled visibly.

“Unless… you’re too scared?” Ino faked a sympathetic pout.

“Um…” Rin looked to Sasuke who seemed already bored of her indecision. With a sigh, she raised her flashlight to where the others stood by the door. “O-Okay, let’s do it.”

At that moment, they all thought the new girl was an idiot for walking right into Ino’s trap. Had it not been obvious enough what their real intention tonight was? Seeing Rin remain so naïve after having been nothing but helpful tonight was making the others start to feel bad. Yet, they also thought that if she was too stupid enough to fall for Ino’s tricks—on Halloween night of all nights—then surely she deserved what was coming to her.

So one by one, they filed out of the office, casting Rin one last look over their shoulder to see her pretty, innocent, smiling face.

Brilliant cat-like eyes watched them leave until it was finally Ino’s turn.

“Thank you all for coming with me tonight,” she smiled sweetly at the camera, watching the comment section begin to flood with farewells. “Stay tuned for my upcoming podcast where we will do a deep dive on the history and lore of the Kage Hospital Killer’s true identity. So remember, hit that like button and follow for more content! Goodnight!”

By now, the chat was mostly dead what with only a few remaining stragglers left to comment.

ReadyFreddy: gnite!

Eerie_Einstein1000: night!

Paranormal_Punster96: have a good night!

SexySatan: Sweet dreams

The_GrinReaper: Good night!

The_Devil_in_dissguise: Goodbye.

Slamming the door shut, Ino quickly pulled out the key she’d nabbed from one of the drawers in the office. She had just planned to let Naruto hold the doorknob, but she’d never imagined her luck in finding the actual key to lock the door!

As soon as the key turned with a soft ‘click’, Ino backed away to direct the light of her phone on the door.

“Hey, can I come out now?” Rin’s voice emanated from within.

They began to giggle and Ino had to hush them even as she herself snickered with glee.

“Sasuke? Guys? Seriously, my flashlight is completely dead!”

Silence….

The door began to rattle then as Rin tried to open it only to discover too late that she had been locked inside.

“Hey, let me out!” Rin screamed and started to pound on the wood now. “Let me out!”

The brass nameplate of the director swung side to side violently.

“Let me out!”

“Ino,” Sasuke spoke up from behind. “You’ve had your fun already. Now open the door and let’s go.”

Holding a finger up to silence him, Ino pressed an ear to the door to listen to the pitiful weeping noises coming from the other side.

“P-Please don’t do this to me,” Rin sobbed softly, still pounding on the door but in slow beats this time.

Ino sneered as she imagined the new girl’s pretty face disfigured by the makeup smearing and running down her cheeks now. “This is your test of courage, new girl! If you can’t get through this little game then what makes you think you’re even worthy of being my friend? Worthy of being Sasuke’s girlfriend?”

The pounding on the door stopped.

“You don’t want to do this,” Rin sniffed.

“Or what?” Ino snorted. “You gonna bat your lashes at Sasuke and beg him to save you in exchange for a BJ?”

Sasuke coughed awkwardly in the background.

“Or else…” Rin’s sniffles subsided as she began to giggle, sweet and maniacally as if someone had flipped a switch. “Or else I’m going to castrate that bastard and shove his dick so far down your throat that it tears up your insides and you both bleed and choke to death. But first I’m going to rip the nails off your fingers—one by one—and shove them into your eyeballs. Then I’m going to kill everyone else!” she finished with a merry little giggle that seemed to bounce down the hall.

“What did she say?” Naruto whispered uncomfortably close to her ear.

Ino elbowed him in the ribs to give her some space.

What the fuck sick kind of trick is she playing at, Ino scowled at the door as she found the girl’s strange shift in persona as equally disturbing as her threat.

Just as she was in the middle of coming up with a retort, something warm dripped onto her shoulder.

“Naruto, stop drooling on me and back the fuck up!” she shoved her elbow back—harder to push him away—but was met with empty air.

The hell?

“You wanna play a real game?” Rin asked from behind the door while Ino turned around to berate Hinata’s idiot of a boyfriend.

Instead of Naruto, however, Ino found herself facing Hinata. The spoiled Hyūga was on her ass on the floor at the feet of the rest of the group which Ino noticed had scooted a few feet back, huddling together. Hinata’s legs shook as she remained sprawled on the floor with a pool of piss spreading between her legs.

“Hinata, what the fuck?”

But Hinata didn’t look at her and neither did the others. They were all looking above Ino’s head, mouths agape and silent with horror.

“Let’s play hide and seek,” Rin giggled behind Ino.

With the light from her phone, Ino followed her friends’ gazes to the lion’s tail of Naruto’s costume. It dangled above her face, swinging limply like the rest of his body. His head remained out of sight, absorbed into the miasma of darkness that clouded over them.

“You run and I seek!”

CRUNCH!

That same wet warmth from earlier returned as blood rained all over Ino’s face in fat drops. Followed by Naruto’s body… but without a head.

His corpse crashed to the floor between Ino and Hinata, twitching and jerking. Tenten screamed.

“Now run.”

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A/N: So sorry for the delay! I know it's now November but here is the promised Halloween horror story, 2 Truths & 1 Lie! I wrote a slightly larger story than planned, so I've split it into 3 chapters/parts.

This is Part 1, which I'll post to AO3 later. Part 2 will be posted on my Tumblr after.

[starryhunbun]

Yall my brain did something amazing again.

So. As we all know the itoshi brothers, when they were younger, both wanted to be the words best striker. One, because Sae wanted to be the best and two, because Rin wanted to be like his brother and three, Sae saw great potential in his lil bro. That's that. So during that time when both of them wanted to be the world's best striker and while they both played in the same team... Who got the traditional jersey number 11?

I mean, yes. Depending on what line up you have, a team usually has or at least can have more than just one striker. But it is also a fact that the number 11 is like the typical striker number. Just like the goalkeeper is traditionally the 1. It is not a rule ofc and nowadays players can even have numbers like 54 or whatever. But it is like a "usual, typical" thing.

Knowing that and also keeping in mind that japan's school teams probably have stricter rules, who got the number 11? Sae or Rin?

I've asked myself that question because I remembered how a kid I once knew was proud of number 11 and 9 (both typical striker numbers). So I went and searched the answer.

Both of them. And the story is pretty cute.

This is Sae when Rin watched him play and then ran onto the field. So basically before Rin joined his team. He has the number 11 as their ace.

That's when Rin joined the team. He got the number 10 which is often the attacking midfielder or playmaker. The very position Sae plays in Real Madrid after giving up his dream of becoming the world's best striker. Sae was still their ace striker, no. 11.

Then growing up, Rin got the no. 11 and Sae the no. 10.

Sae willingly gave up the very obvious trade mark of a striker to give it to his little brother. It warm my heart and makes me wanna cry. Because maybe even at this point already he thought that whatever happens Rin will be no 1. Not him. Maybe that's when Sae already noticed alright maybe my baby brother won't be the second best striker after me but will be even better? Without completely giving up the dream yk?

Because I think Sae is too proud to just give the jersey 11 away for nothing. So maybe that or... Rin asked him with puppy eyes and Sae couldn't say no. Either way, have fun with this information.

Good night!

[nenekobasu]

the two most notable taunts to the reader blue lock presents this chapter can be grouped into two:

first, isagi calling kaiser's shot unreproducible in his mind ("even if it's impossible to reproduce")

the true evil of this taunt is how it's presented as a throwaway thought. but digging into it,

—isagi applies the "is it reproducible?" question to kaiser's shot but doesn't apply the question to his own two-gun for some reason, even though two-gun is based on the original unreproducible miracle goal

—once upon a time, isagi thinking of a shot as "unreproducible" would have completely sunk the value of the player in his mind— this was seen in isagi's valuation of nagi manshine goal— but here it doesn't. there isn't any clearer sign that "the ability to reproduce success" isagi used to prize no longer matter to him, because blue lock's principles no longer matter to him

—isagi two-gun was based off nagi's unreproducible miracle goal. this part isn't in the chapter i just needed to say it again

(as a note, i don't believe that kaiser's goal is unreproducible, it's been clearly established that the goal is a result of kaiser's diligent practice and if all the same elements from ch.265 were back in place i fully believe he could do it again. i wouldn't fault isagi for not knowing that the shot had been a product of practice and theory, but it stands out to me that isagi slaps onto it the concept of "reproducibility" without actually analyzing the goal substantively after it was scored)

second, the running (non)issue of isagi's physical specs

—this one is contained in the flow of rin thinking that while he's improved technically he isn't at isagi's level, which suggests isagi's ability transcends technical ability—> isagi thinking out that his individual ability isn't on kaiser's level, but it's okay because he has hiori and kurona. neither rin nor isagi think isagi lacking in physical specs as compared to his rivals is an issue, and isagi specifically thinks it's not an issue because he has a system (cursed AND cringe)

in my opinion, isagi not being as technically skilled or physically impressive as others is not by itself an issue. the reason i'm treating it like it is, is because there was a time when blue lock did— in manshine, it was sort of a deal that isagi didn't have the physical ability to keep up with his ideas, and we know that it was because isagi himself explicitly told us that it was. what happened was that ubers match dropped the issue like a bag of frozen fish in favor of "i don't need to improve as an individual anymore because hiori's presence will let me do what i want" (he did this in the match that was supposed to be about duels by the way. i just needed to mention that again), and pxg match slapped a two-gun shaped bandaid on it and called it a day.

so overall, isagi being technically less skilled wouldn't be an issue, but not only is isagi treating it as unimportant in open defiance of his past self, the manga uses rin's narration (as it did before with hiori's and kaiser's?) to lead the reader on the path of not worrying about it because it's not important. instead of acknowledging and confronting the issue of isagi's physical specs like it did in the past, the story pulls these tricks to evade and minimize the existence of the problem. this more than anything is the reason isagi's absolute strength is absolute cap, which is a sad thing to say about a boy who believes he's on the cusp of number 1 but he also questioned the reproducibility of kaiser's goal (which was based on practice) while ignoring two-gun ("idk i just did it") so this is only the natural development of a player so caught up with his supposedly superior vision that he becomes blind to himself and to his own truth

[satoruxx]

satoruxx’s 200 followers event !!

thank you all so so much for 200 followers! this blog is only a month old and i am so overwhelmed by all of the love and support! thank you guys for giving my writing a chance!!

to celebrate i’ve decided to host a lil event for you! i wanna write things for you guys, things that you want!

so here’s the idea:

☽ i will keep 5 slots open (for now, i just wanna make sure i can work at a steady pace). i will open more once i get in the swing of things.

☽ there are two different ways you can send in requests. the first option is short and simple! just send in a character and a quick little prompt of what you’d like, and i’ll write out a short drabble for you!

☽ the second option is song related. you can either send me a character and a song you like (if i haven’t heard the song i will listen to it!) and then i will write you a short piece based on what vibes i get from the song. OR if you don’t have any songs to suggest, give me a number between 1 and 400 and i will pick the corresponding song off my main playlist to write something with the character you choose!

☽ i’m okay with both sfw and nsfw requests (obviously you need to be 18+ to request nsfw)

☽ you guys can request characters from any of the fandoms i write for. for now i’ll just be listing the characters i’m most familiar with, but feel free to send in an ask if a character you want isn’t here. it’s most likely that i’ll be okay to write it, but the characterization may not be as good. i’ll try my best though!

☽ here are the characters and fandoms i’m most confident writing for:

jjk: gojo, geto, toji, sukuna, nanami, itadori, megumi, yuta, choso, and pretty much ANY other character bc i am all caught up with jjk and i’m pretty familiar with everyone!

genshin impact: kaeya, kaveh, diluc, alhaitham, xiao, zhongli, scara, childe, cyno, and again basically ANY other character bc i’m all caught up here too lol

honkai star rail: gepard, dan heng, jing yuan, blade, and ANY other character bc there aren’t that many yet lmao

haikyuu: kuroo, oikawa, bokuto, iwaizumi, kageyama, akaashi, atsumu, and osamu. there are a LOT of characters in haikyuu and i feel pretty confident about most of the major ones but not everyone so send an ask and i’ll let you know!

blue lock: disclaimer! i have not read the manga for bllk yet, so most of my writing will be based on anime only. take that with a grain of salt. that being said i’m dying to write smth for nagi. isagi, bachira, chigiri, kunigami, rin, and a few others are also good with me!

there are other shows i’ve watched that are listed in my about me (aot, jjba, mha, etc.) and i may be ok to write for them but i won’t put them here. if you want someone specific from these fandoms send me an ask!

☽ anyways these are the main rules. again, please don’t hesitate to reach out to me if you have any questions. i’m really excited for this event and i wanna show my appreciation so feel free to send in your requests!

☽ slots filled: 8/10 [added more]

[jezawitha-z]

Bus Journey - Tarlac City

🗓️ Sunday | January 14, 2024

Ito yung dahilan talaga kung bakit gusto ko bumyahe ng maaga tapos sasakay sa bus na open window. I just love the morning breeze. As I also mentioned previously, favorite transpo ko talaga ang bus.

Instead na magmukmok over the weekend, I decided to prepare my bag and just go kung saan man mapunta basta goal ko lang makasakay ng bus. As of now hanggang Tarlac lang muna tinatry ko as panimula but I'm planning na palayo ng palayo sa susunod.

Just having a quick search ng cafe sa Tarlac before leaving and I found this cozy place na pasok talaga sa taste ko.

📍Calle Cubeyertos

Fairlane Subdivision, 4011 4th St, Tarlac City, Tarlac

"You are now entering a stress free zone".

Tapos yung pinapatugtog pa nung time na yan:

It must have been love, but it's over now

It must have been good, but I lost it somehow

It must have been love, but it's over now

From the moment we touched, 'til the time had run out

Napapa-smile nalang ako sa ganda ng paligid pero nananadya talaga yung kanta. Hahahaha

I really love the ambience, with nature vibe, with antiques decor, napaka cozy, i found peace. I was able to talked to the owner and she's just an amazing woman like i don't want to end our convo and i hugged her when it's time say goodbye na. But I'll definitely go back here next weekend.

She was surprised na galing pa ako sa malayo na lugar and sobrang na appreciate nya kasi di pa daw talaga nya minamarket kasi the place and sila is not that ready pa. Parang pang family or friends lang daw muna sana pero syempre once it posted on social media at magustuhan ng mga tao, yun na yun.

Kasi she also asked me if paano ko daw nalaman yung lugar and since mag close ng 10am, mas maganda daw sana kung hapon ako pumunta (4pm-10pm) ulit sana mag open. So since may iba pa akong gagawin sa hapon kaya umaga ako nakapunta, i told her babalik ako next week at hapon na ako pupunta. Grabe laaaaang. Kaya di ko mapigilan yakapin syaaaa. "I'll expect you here again, punta ka ng hapon although medyo marami tao nun pero you can stay and bring your book and read", she added. Gooosssh myyyy heeeaaart 😭

The service, the vibe, the people, these makes me coming back talaga and ofcourse bonus na yung masarap din na food nila.

Sakto lang din na 10am close ng Calle Cubeyertos, open naman SM City Tarlac ng ganung oras and good thing 1 ride lang (tricycle - 30php) pero pwede rin lakarin.

Akala mo may passport eh pero ticket lang talaga yan ng The Beekeeper. Habang nag hihintay ng oras, nag ikot muna sa mall at may booksale tapos ayun siguro ito muna kailangan ko na libro ngayon. Hahahaha

Nung papasok na sa sinehan, para namang na bother si kuya na action papanoorin ko.

Him: Ayaw nyo po ng drama maam?

Me: Tapos na ako sa drama kuya. (drama sa buhay)

Him: Ah mag-isa ka lang pala kaya ayaw mo ng drama.

Kuya naman eh. Alam ko naman mag isa nalang talaga ako. Hahaha charot. Tapos yung ticket pala nila walang seat number agad unlike sa SM Clark. Buti nalang apat lang ata kami nanood kanina kaya kahit saan mo nalang talaga gusto umupo.

After manood, nag hintay nalang ako ng bus na may aircon since mainit na pauwi.

Now I should sleep na. 😴🥱

Thanks for today, self.