lost-khione

[lost-khione]

every day

is a struggle

to exist

and to find motivation

to keep on existing

#poetry? #khione's poetry #khione thoughts #khione rants #i still exist #my obsession for 2D bois keeps me sane #they help me exist

[lost-khione]

My academic load is making me feel kinda overwhelmed rn (not exactly sad tho) (⁠｡⁠ŏ⁠﹏⁠ŏ⁠)

#just the reminder that i needed #awakening clarence #clarence clayden #for all time quote #lovebrush chronicles

[lost-khione]

"It's never a good idea to bad-mouth your family," she continued. "Only leaves you down in the dumps."

- the girl with four fingers on her left hand (i haven't seen her name anywhere yet), p.51, Hear the Wind Sing, Haruki Murakami

Note: edited, I realized I only initially wrote "the girl with four fingers" I realized my mistake when I read in the book that he emphasized that it was on the left hand and there was another passage referring to her as "the girl with nine fingers" 😂 and then I only just now remembered to edit this post (3 days later)

#hear the wind sing #haruki murakami #came across just at the right moment #i find his writing style interesting #how he doesn't name the characters but understand who's who #just uses some nickname for them #khione quoted

[lost-khione]

It took me 90 pulls to get Eden Reborn Ayn SSR

Tally of new SR/SSRs from this banner:

Ayn - 6

Lars - 4

Clarence - 3

Alkaid - 2

#now im just dumping even my pulls here #just bc i can't write much these days #graduate school is happening #eden reborn #ayn alwyn #ayn #eden ayn #for all time #lovebrush chronicles

[lost-khione]

When We Met

Valentine’s Exchange Gift Discord Server Event

William x gn!reader, 1st POV

Summary: William was just being his usual William self when I happened to pass by that corridor. That was when we met for the first time - a mess of scratched hands and band-aids.

Word count: 870

For: noel

Note: This is my first time writing for a gn!reader so I tried to be as careful as I can on that end. This is also my first time writing a fic for another fandom other than ARR - and I even wrote one for an NPC first before doing one for my stan. I guess I thought it wouldn’t be right to write about my stan and think about it in my perspective when this is supposed to be a gift for someone which is why I braved writing about William - I also find his character cute!

The request said that they’d be happy with anything that has William in it so I went with a self-insert fic. I’m also a global player and don't like spoilers myself so I wrote this based on William’s character that I picked up through what I’ve seen of him from the prologue and the chronicles. I usually do an OC for self-inserts (by OC - I mean imagined fictional versions of my friends, they are the only OCs I made anyway) so it was a challenge to write a self-insert without much of an idea about my recipient. It’s also why the character might sound a little vague since I don’t want to characterize them too much - to make it easier to self-insert (is this how you do it? Self-insert really is a different world >.<)

Lastly, the story isn't exactly valentines-y bc truthfully I had a hard time imagining William in that setup... I hope it's okay >.<

To my recipient, if you liked it, I’m very much willing to talk to you again and write something that characterizes you better, my dms are open ^^

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I was on my way to the dorms when I heard someone shout, "Ouch!"

I turned to spot a guy with pink hair and a bleeding hand. Then, a ginger kitten walked up to me and rubbed between my legs.

He sighed in exasperation and mumbled to himself, "I don't get why they hate me when I like them so much."

I approached him with the kitten at my heels. I always have some band-aids with me for emergencies. It came in handy for the situation. I crouched down to his level and offered him the band-aids after rummaging through my bag.

"Here, I think you could use them," I said while gesturing to his bloody hand.

He was about to reach for them but stopped himself midway. He seemed to have realized that he would have a hard time putting them on himself so he asked me, "Hey, I'll wash my hands first. Then, can you help me put it on later? Wait for me here. I'll be back in a flash. Please watch the kitty for me!"

He was gone just like that, dashing towards the restroom. I kept crouching and petted the kitten. Looking at it closely, I realized that it’s a he. Our family has a cat back home so I didn’t mind watching him. I noticed a cardboard box in front of the door where the pink-haired guy must have come from. On the box was a note that said, “Please adopt me!”

“Poor little kitty,” I murmured as I continued to pet the kitten.

“Well, it happens all the time here.”

I flinched in surprise. 

“Oops, I’m sorry if I surprised you. I’m William and I’m the president of this club,” he introduced himself while pointing to the door.

It was only then that I noticed the signage on the door that said “Purrfect Pals Association”

I stood up and took his hand to help him put on the band-aids. The kitten must have had a grudge against him for scratching him up like this.

“I’m Y/N. Nice to meet you, William.”

“Thanks a lot for your help. Hey, you seem like a natural around cats. This little one likes you. Do you also like cats?” he asked me with sparkling eyes.

“We have a cat at home so I know a thing or two. What do you do with the cats left here?” I asked as I looked down at the kitten who was rubbing himself on me.

“We have supplies on hand at the club so we can take care of them for a while. We put up an adoption notice at the bulletin board and wait until a kind soul decides to adopt them.”

He stopped talking and cleared his throat before suddenly asking, “Y/N, you seem like a kind soul, what do you think about adopting this little kitty?”

Instead of answering his question, I asked one of my own, “William, do you own a cat?”

He faltered for a moment before boldly declaring, “No. But I love them so much that I became the president of this club.”

I couldn’t help but laugh at his statement.

He furrowed his brow and asked, “Did I say something funny?”

“No.. but I just find it ironic that you like cats so much but they don’t seem to like you at all.” I pointed at his scratched hand to show my point.

William scratched his head awkwardly. “Well..” he trailed off, then he cleared his throat and said with a serious tone, “I believe that one day, I’ll meet a cat that will like me back.” 

“I’ll take it as no cat actually liked you before.”

“Haha.. we only met today but it feels like you’re seeing through me and my love for cats.”

At some point during our conversation, the kitten fell asleep by my right foot. 

He pointed at him and asked me, “I think this one really likes you, what do you say about adopting him?”

As I was contemplating it, he added, “I’ll help you raise him! After all, this is what this club is for. You should join us, are you a member of a club already?” He was looking at me with sparkly, pleading eyes.

“How about this, I’m not yet entirely sure about keeping a cat on my own but how about I try to help you find him an owner. I’ll also help look after him and swing by the club room. If we really can’t find anyone in a week, it would be enough time for me at least to get accustomed to taking care of him and that’s when I’ll take him home with me.”

“Deal,” he replied right away and shook my hand vigorously. “Welcome to the Purrfect Pals Association!”

Technically, I only agreed to helping out with taking care of the cat and not joining the club, I thought to myself. Oh well, I guess this is not so bad. I couldn’t help but smile as William looked so enthusiastic about this. This might just be what I needed to make my stay in this school more memorable, although, I admit that William’s pink hair is memorable enough.

#my first time to write a fanfic for another game! #first time to write with a gn!reader #i hope i did okay >.< #if it isn't obvious i suck at titles #i borrowed the title from arr (/▽＼) #william #for all time william #valentine's exchange gift event #for all time #for all time fanfic #lovebrush chronicles

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#i feel called out #i keep writing fics with lots of dialog #makes me laugh with how awkward i am irl #like idk what to say most of the time #but i can write continuous dialog between two characters #is something wrong with me? #khione thoughts #reblog

[lost-khione]

Yes, Alkaid, my heart will be forever Ayn's

(* /∇＼*）

#his line is spot on what i feel while reading this #im sorry alkaid #i like ayn #eden ayn #eden alkaid #lovebrush chronicles #for all time

[lost-khione]

Eden Clarence was the first route I played in this game where I never encountered any bad ends until the end. Managed to do so bc it was an easy choice to avoid Alkaid since he was not my stan.

But now in Eden Alkaid's route, the choices keep making me choose between Ayn and Alkaid

Of course I would alwayd choose Ayn no matter the circumstanes -- leads me to Alkaid's bad ends ends {*≧∀≦}

#eden alkaid route #i will always like ayn no matter what #eden ayn #eden alkaid #lovebrush chronicles #for all time

[lost-khione]

#me with my latest posted fic #fr tho #khione thoughts #reblog

[lost-khione]

Haunted Classroom

Prompt: FFF#238 Take My Hand from @flashfictionfridayofficial

Fan Fiction for Ayakashi Romance Reborn

Gin x Futaba, School AU, established relationship

Summary: It was their school’s spring festival. Ginnojo and Futaba planned to have the same break from their respective booths so they could roam around and enjoy the other stalls. They passed by the “Haunted Classroom” and got a different kind of surprise.

Word count: 1075 words

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Futaba immediately spotted Ginnojo waiting for her in front of her classroom. His eyes lit up when he noticed her walk up to him.

“Have you been waiting long?” Futaba asked.

“I only got here a couple of minutes ago.”

Futaba handed Ginnojo a pouch and said, “Here are cookies from our class. I baked these myself.”

Ginnojo helped himself to the cookies as they made their way through the corridor. 

“Is there anywhere you want to go first?” Ginnojo asked just as they passed by Nachi’s classroom.

“I don’t have any destination in mind but how about we check out the Haunted Classroom by Nachi’s class since we’re here already?”

The door was covered with a black cloth and there were students in mummy costumes inviting students to visit. One of them approached the two.

“Hey, would you like to visit the Haunted Classroom? It will surely get your heart beating fast!”

Ginnojo still had not responded so Futaba gently nudged him and asked again, “What do you think?”

He paused for a moment before he replied, “I don’t mind but will you be alright?”

“Don’t worry, let’s go have fun!” 

With that, the two of them entered the Haunted Classroom. The passage was dimly lit with lights that were covered in black cloth. They stood still for a moment as they let their eyes adjust. 

Ginnojo reached out his hand to Futaba. “Here, take my hand. It won’t be a good idea to be separated here.”

Futaba took his hand, her heart beating loudly in her chest. Indeed, that student was right – this could really get your heart beat fast. Their blushing faces were unnoticeable in the darkness.

They were only a few steps in when they heard screams at a distance. Then, something rustled in front of them and a chair suddenly moved, its feet scraping on the floor. Futaba flinched at the movement while Ginnojo seemed like it didn’t bother him.

To calm her nerves, Futaba tried to strike a conversation and whispered to Ginnnojo, “That didn’t scare you even a little, huh?”

“No. But it’s okay if you scream out loud if you’re scared.” He squeezed her hand as reassurance.

They eventually reached a corner and when they turned, the sight of a creepy masked individual elicited a scream from Futaba. She was about to make a run for it but Ginnojo’s firm hold on her hand made it impossible.

The masked individual roared at them, he was moving closer, partially blocking the way. 

“Ginnojo, let’s make a run for it!”

Futaba started to speed up to move towards the right side of the masked individual when that person reached out one hand to block her and stopped the roaring noise.

Futaba closed her eyes and screamed her lungs out while gripping Ginnojo’s hand. 

“Futaba! It’s me!” 

The masked individual removed the mask and behind it was Nachi. 

“Nachi?! Why did you suddenly block the way? I thought we were going to be trapped!” she exclaimed in relief and finally loosened her hold on Ginnojo’s hand.

“Are you feeling better now?” Ginnojo asked with a furrowed brow.

“Wait!” Nachi interjected. “Why are the two of you holding hands? I’m actually more surprised by that than the fact that Futaba agreed to come here despite being a scaredy-cat.”

They immediately let go of each other’s hands at Nachi’s mention of it. 

“Futaba said she wanted to check out what your class has prepared and enjoy the experience,” Ginnojo responded, seemingly oblivious to the first question posed by Nachi.

Nachi kept on looking back and forth between the two of them. He sighed audibly. He looked at Futaba and tried asking again, “We’ve been neighbors for years. How come I never knew about any of this?” He gestured at the two of them.

Out of nowhere, someone clapped loudly and said in a cheerful tone, “Okay! That’s enough for the Q&A session! This is supposed to be a haunted classroom, where’s the ghost?”

They turned to find Kuro, waving at them and not far behind was the noticeable silver hair of Gaku.

“I bet your screams were heard by all visitors,” Gaku said matter-of-factly.

Ginnojo was the first to react to the sudden appearance of Kuro and Gaku. 

“What are the two of you doing here?”

Kuro laughed, which was uncharacteristic of the room that they were in, and replied, “I saw Gaku-senpai on break and tagged along with him. That was when we saw you two come here and decided to also check it out. After all, this is Nach-Nach’s class.”

“Also, we are supposed to continue until we reach the exit. You two shouldn’t dilly-dally here with the ghost,” Gaku added.

As if on queue, some voices were soon heard from where they came from. 

“You guys should get going,” Kuro urged them. He swung an arm around Nachi. “I’ll take care of him,” he added with a wink.

“Hey, what the hell are you doing? Do you know about this?”

“What I do know is that you are supposed to be some masked guy and scaring other people just like how you scared Futaba,” Gaku said while pointing to Nachi’s mask.

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Futaba and Ginnojo finished the rest of the way without much of Futaba’s screams. Futaba was preoccupied by what transpired earlier that she didn’t pay much attention to the other entities lurking in the shadows. 

“I can see the light again,” Futaba said once they got out, relief was obvious in her voice.

Ginnojo nodded in agreement and said, “I should treat Kuro and Gaku later. If it weren’t for them, we would have had to explain things to Nachi until he is satisfied.”

“I’m sorry, Ginnojo. It was my decision not to tell others about us yet and now it just backfired.”

“I should be sorry. It was careless of me to ask you to.. hold hands.” 

In the daylight, Ginnojo’s red cheeks are more visible.

Futaba shook her head. “Don’t worry. We’ll just have to talk to Nachi later and thank Kuro and Gaku for their help. We all know how persistent Nachi can get.”

“Right. I think it’s time that we head to the food stalls.”

It might be partly from relief but Futaba’s stomach growled just at that moment which made the two laugh. They headed to the food stalls and continued to enjoy their time at the festival until their break ended.

Note (just in case it was not obvious and I didn’t really explain it in the narrative): Initially, Kuro was the only one who knew about them because of his perceptive nature. Gaku was quick on the uptake and realized it during their encounter in the room

#fff238 #flashfictionfriday #i'm late for fff #it's been a while since i wrote something for arr #so i'm not sure if i captured their characters correctly #unedited so idk if there are any more errors #arr fanfic #ayakashi ginnojo #ayakashi futaba #school au #ayakashi gaku #ayakashi nachi #ayakashi kuro #ayakashi romance reborn #ayakashi rr #ayakashi koi meguri #ayakoi

[lost-khione]

every time i think about William and Clarence, i am so fucking conflicted on what the hell i call their entire dynamic because like. what is going on with these two.

#they have a love-hate relationship #tbh with how chill william is #i'm not sure why he joined the student council #he seems to slack off without clarence's supervision #my impression of william-clarence dynamic #for all time #lovebrush chronicles #william #clarence clayden #reblog

[lost-khione]

"See, if you don't overthink things, your first answer is the one you truly believe."

-Eden Clarence, Falcon Segment 16-1: Dreams and Memories

#khione quoted #eden clarence #clarence clayden #clarence #for all time quote #for all time #lovebrush chronicles

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#oh no i feel called out again #i have this fic idea #and all i want is to write that line coming out of gaku's lips #but to make that happen i need to write a long fic #so i can make gaku say that line #must work on it one of these days #graduate school really did a number on me #reblog #khione thoughts

[lost-khione]

Also applies to writing academic papers haha,,,

#reblog #i feel called out #khione thoughts

[lost-khione]

their first meeting a thousand years ago

#reblog #crying baby gaku is so cute!! #ayakashi gaku #ayakashi romance reborn #ayakoi #ayakashi koi meguri

[lost-khione]

I only found out today that the Bunny Ayn date outfit came with additional voice lines! Mermaid Clarence also has them (I availed 2 outfits) but Ayn's is special because he sang!!

#ayn stans are well fed #ayn is my new obsession #bunny ayn #ayn #ayn alwyn #for all timr #lovebrush chronicles #book of tales

[lost-khione]

Wahhh the conclusion for the Book of Tales event is out! Ayn's is so cute!!!

Me irl: Ofc I, do!!! 😍

Automatic instinct to choose the 1st option

His response at the end is so precious 🫶

#it's defo not a dream that i like you tho #i like you Ayn!! #ayn is my new obsession #ayn #bunny ayn #ayn alwyn #book of tales #lovebrush chronicles #for all time