#I thought the Ayame they were talking about was the one from Dead Patient at first but the last name is different.

[satoshi-mochida]

Corpse Party II: Darkness Distortion launches this fall worldwide for PS4, Switch, and PC

From Gematsu

Corpse Party II: Darkness Distortion will launch for PlayStation 4, Switch, and PC via Steam, GOG, and Humble Store this fall worldwide, publishers XSEED Games, Marvelous Europe, and Marvelous, and developer Team GrisGris announced.

In North America, physical $49.99 standard and $79.99 “Ayame’s Mercy” editions will be available for PlayStation 4 and Switch. The latter includes a copy of Corpse Party II: Darkness Distortion with a reversible cover, a “Save Yourself” LED blue candle styled after the in-game save points, a 64-page artbook filled with behind-the-scenes content, a “Ayame’s Mercy” lenticular art card, an “evidence kit” containing items from the game, and an Amare Est Vivere “Medical Kit” metal outer case. This limited edition will be available shortly for pre-order through the XSEED Games Store and at participating retailers.

Here is an overview of the game, via XSEED Games:

Corpse Party II: Darkness Distortion follows three high school friends; Haruka Nanami, Nemu Takanashi, and Maria Hitsugi, as they explore the Amare Epatoentst Vivere Hospital, testing a local urban legend as the streamer Nemu seeks to boost her subscriber count. Unfortunately for the three girls, the legend of “Ayame’s Mercy” is true, and they trigger a decades-old curse that sends them into a dark realm. Together they must avoid the vengeful spirit of Ayame Kirishima and other horrors from the hospital’s dark past as they search for a way to dispel Ayame’s curse once and for all. The cult-classic Japanese horror franchise returns with new characters, a new setting, a terrifying new curse, and a brand-new look allowing for more thrills and chills! Players can freely explore the fully 3D rendered halls of the Amare Est Vivere Hospital in both third- and, for those brave enough to take a closer look, first-person viewpoints as they try to keep the girls alive. This new perspective complements the series’ visual novel-style storytelling, pairing updated visuals with gruesome descriptions and spine-tingling binaural audio accompanied by the original Japanese voiceovers. Featuring six chapters, with eight additional scenarios and plenty of Wrong Ends for players to discover as they uncover the truth behind “Ayame’s Mercy” and escape with their lives, Corpse Party II: Darkness Distortion is the perfect entry point for new horror buffs while keeping longtime fans on the edge of their seats.

Watch the announcement trailer below. View the first screenshots at the gallery. Visit the official website here: English / Japanese.

Announce Trailer

English

Japanese

Announce Trailer: Ayame's Spell

Live Action Trailer

#Corpse Party II: Darkness Distortion #Corpse Party II #Corpse Party #Team GrisGris #Xseed Games #Marvelous #RPG Horror #visual novel #horror game #Gematsu #I guess Dead Patient is canceled at this point unfortunately unless it pops up again someday. #I thought the Ayame they were talking about was the one from Dead Patient at first but the last name is different.

[rantingwriter]

Accidentally in Love (Hawks x Civilian Reader) Finale

Trigger warning: strong language, long hospital stay, slight angst

A couple of months passed since that magical night out with Hawks. You noticed his visits after that became more and more infrequent. You weren’t too worried at first, he is a pro-hero he is naturally busy. Now...you just weren’t sure what to think. “Yo, [y/n], how long are you trying to make your scarf?” Hime catches your attention and you quickly realize you made a 7 foot long plaid scarf. 

“Oh, shit...uh…” you start to work in reverse to shorten the scarf back up to a more reasonable length. Today was knitting day, but you managed to convince Yumi (the recreation therapist) to let you use your quirk instead of the knitting needles. “Sorry, I was lost in thought.”

“No worries, but what’s got you spacing out like this?” Ayame asks, only making a potholder with her limited (but slowly improving) range of motion. 

“It’s-” you quickly check your surroundings before quietly continuing. “Hawks, he hasn’t been by in weeks…” 

“He is a top ten pro hero, from my understanding that means they are notoriously busy.” Ayame tries to reassure you, but you have been telling yourself that too much to believe it. “Do you have his number? Maybe you can call him.” 

“I do have his office number, but wouldn’t that be weird? What would I even say?” 

“Maybe, how’s it going? Just checking in? Hadn’t heard and wanted to see if you are alright?” Hime ticks off options on her fingers, she is doing some embroidery which is a bit easier to complete one handed. “Even just a text would probably help put your mind at ease.” 

You nod and finish your scarf up, folding it up onto the table for Yumi to come see. “Maybe after the group,” you continue to converse with the girls and Yumi praises your work when she gets to you. After the group wraps up, you go down to the hospital payphone, your cell is dead and you don’t have enough patience to wait for it to charge right now. You call the number Hawks gave to you. “Come on…” You hold your breath as it rings, your heart sinking when you get an answering machine. At the tone you do your damnedest to stop your voice from quivering with emotion. “Hey! It’s [y/n], I haven’t seen you around and I figured I would check in on you. I know you are probably busy, but...well...I guess I miss you.” You feel a lump form in your throat. “Just give me a call back or, uh, or a text, my number is…” you recite your cell phone number and tell him to have a good day before hanging up. You lean your forehead against the slightly warmed phone as it hangs from the receiver. Your heart is aching, “damn it, why am I so upset about this?” When your landlord kicked you out 4 weeks ago, you felt fine. You had a plan and your friends helped you out. You haven’t been making much progress since that first step, you weren’t upset, frustrated? A tad, but not the same level you got to in your first month here. Hawks ghosting you...just hit differently. You wheel your way back to your room, hoping he was waiting there, but alas it was empty. You set your scarf on the little table and get back in the familiar bed. You go against your better judgment and turn on the news, the silence in the room is just too much right now. 

“In other news, pro-hero Hawks has been reported missing after taking on the mission to hunt down the dangerous villain: Live Wire.” The news anchor continues to speak, but you can’t hear it. You drop the remote to the floor with a loud clatter. 

Fumi suddenly bursts into your room, “[Y/n]!” Your head slowly turns to meet her gaze, her voice barely registering. “Shit, I was afraid you would see that…” She quickly turns the TV off. “Word traveled fast, Mayu is a wreck and I heard you tried to call him.” 

You swallow dryly, “he can’t be missing, he just can’t be. Maybe he is laying low? Or the media is trying to throw them off the trail?” You were trying to think of any possible alternative, but Fumiko somberly shakes her head no. “He can’t be gone!” 

“[Y/n], I need you to calm down, take a deep breath for me.” She tries to reach out, but you swat her away. 

“There is no way! I refuse to believe it! I-I can’t believe it!!” Your voice is steadily rising in pitch, your breathing is growing too erratic for your own good. Your friend quickly calls for help and your room fills with nurses and a doctor. They have to administer a mild sedative to bring you down from your near hysteria levels of panic. It ends up knocking you out for a couple of hours, your friend returning to work with a note left on your table with the promise to return that night. When you come to, you feel numb, someone you have grown to hold quite dear is missing and you are powerless to do anything. A nurse comes in to check your vitals when your phone buzzes with a message from an unknown number. You wait for the nurse to finish up before checking to see if it was an automated message or scammer preying on the weak again. Shock overcomes you as you read the messages. 

Unknown: “Hey, it’s Hawks.” 

Unknown: “Don’t respond, I’m not keeping this phone or this number.” 

Unknown: “I hope you didn’t see that news report, but if you have, I’m okay.” 

Unknown: “This mission is going to be a long one so I won’t be able to stop by. I’m sorry if I caused you any concern, but I was told not to tell anyone about this mission.”

Unknown: “I’m going to trust you to keep this between us ;)” 

Unknown: “I promise to make up for my absence…”

Unknown: “When I return, I want to take you out on a date.” 

Unknown: “And yes I mean a date date, not some half assed play date or anything that’ll leave you wondering where things are going.” 

Tears pepper your phone screen, you felt so much relief and joy at just a few messages. Even if this was a sick, elaborate joke meant to make you think it was him, you held onto hope it was the genuine article. 

Unknown: “Just know that I haven’t forgotten about you. I miss you...and I know it is incredibly selfish of me to ask…”

Unknown: “Please, wait for me.” 

You nod as if he can see you, “I’ll wait, please just be safe.” You sob, your fingers clutching the scarf you made for him. 

Unknown: “I have to go now. I want you to focus on your recovery, don’t worry about me. I’ll see you as soon as I can.”

The last one was sent a few minutes ago, you bury your face in your knees and let it all out. Fumiko comes by like she promised and you have feign ignorance about his whereabouts. You do your best to follow his last request and focus on your recovery. He was working hard, so you would too. 

Two more months go by, no news of his whereabouts and no more secret messages either. Mayu hasn’t been herself since the announced disappearance, but she was powering through for her patients sake. You on the other hand have made great progress, you are finally walking. Actually walking! Granted you still need support to maintain balance, but you are able to move your legs again. You still utilize your wheelchair to get around the hospital, but you are doing your best not to rely on it too much now that you are regaining mobility. 

After a couple of weeks of steady improvement, they are talking about a possible discharge date. You aren’t sure how to feel, you are ready to be back out and about and get back to your life. Yet at the same time there is still so much to take care of that you can’t help but feel overwhelmed. Rika tries to help by apartment hunting in your stead, now that a release date is on the calendar, but you still need to ensure the job offer is still in place with Best Jeanist. 

Before you know it, you are walking without support and you are preparing to leave the hospital that has become your home for nearly a year. Hime and Ayame are so excited for you, both are still stuck for a little while longer, but you promised them to visit as often as possible. You thank all of your therapists, the ones who have been there the whole journey and the ones who only made occasional appearances. Your bags are packed, your prosthetic is in tip top shape, and your transport is all ready to go. Tomorrow, you are going home. You feel more melancholy than joy about the occasion. Part of you hoped Hawks would be back by now to see you off or at least hear some type of news on his whereabouts. You turn on the news right before bed, a new ritual just to see if there have been sightings or anything at this point. Expecting the same old news, you leave it on as background noise and busy yourself with something else.

Breaking news! Flashes across the screen and the news anchor fervently announces, “Hawks has finally returned after being off the grid for nearly 6 months. The villain known as Live Wire now confined to the maximum security prison of Tartarus!” You feel your heart swell, he is finally back! A loud ding of your phone alerts you to a new message. 

New number: “Come to the roof.” 

You quickly get in your wheelchair and wheel your way to the roof. You throw the door open and you feel your heart skip a beat. It’s him! It’s really him! He turns to face you as soon as he hears the metal door. His face is beaming, “Hey there kid.” The sound of his voice washes over you like a refreshing breeze on a hot day. “You look great, how are things going with treatment?” 

You smile brightly, rising up from your wheelchair, you make it look like you have simply mastered standing. When you start running towards him, his face quickly morphs to one of shock. You leap at him, throwing your arms around his neck as he effortlessly catches you. You can hear the smile in his voice as he shouts out, “Holy shit!” He tightens his hold around you. “Holy shit!!” He lets go of you and pushes you back to look at you, his hands still firmly on your shoulders. “You are walking! You-you are running!!” He is a sputtering, excited mess. 

“I actually leave tomorrow, I finally did it!” You cheer with him, lightly jumping as his wings puff up and expand outwards. 

“I’m so proud of you! I wish I could’ve been here to see you,” his wings start to droop, but you quickly gather him back up and just embrace him for a minute. 

“You are here now,” he returns the sentiment, burying his face into your shoulder. You both stay like that for a long time, relishing in the closeness and warmth. You finally break the silence, whispering in his ear. “So, still planning to take me out on a date?” 

His breath tickles your skin as he chuckles, “of course,” he leans back his arms still firmly around you. “I wanted to talk to you before this mission, but...shit happens.” He starts to caress your cheek, halting his efforts to tug the glove off with his teeth. His warm hand has a much more welcoming feeling than the rough texture of the glove. “I really like you, more than I’ve ever liked anyone. I know we had a rocky start and things haven’t been the easiest since we met, but…” He hesitates, unsure how to continue when you throw the scarf you made him around the back of his neck and yank him close enough to press your lips to his. He jerks back initially, it takes him a few seconds to register what just happened. When the lightbulb in his brain lights up, he grabs the side of your face and crashes his lips into yours. You can’t help but laugh at his actions, wrapping your arms around his neck to solidify the connection. You are first to break it to catch your breath. 

“I like you too, you goof.” You affectionately rub your nose against his and he rests his forehead against yours. 

“I’m glad, I was more scared of this conversation than I was facing that villain.” You both laugh as you step back to properly wrap the scarf around him. “What’s this?” 

“Something I made for you...think of it as a gift to cover the holidays I missed.” He smiles as he feels the material between his fingers. 

“Thank you,” he takes your hands in his and lightly swings from side to side. When this all started, you couldn’t see a future, you felt lost, alone, and just empty. Now, you’ve made new friends, you felt like you’ve regained control of your life, and now you have a boyfriend; bonus points! The fear of leaving the hospital felt so small now, you were ready to get back to living.

#reader insert #hawks x reader #keigo x reader #keigo takami #pro hero hawks #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #slight angst #fluffy fluff #long shot #part 6 of 6 #tw: hospital

[frootsboosket]

Could you make a hitori with a s/o who is really good friends with ayame,he actually set the two of them up together after Kana's wedding.

(Surprise we're not dead!! So sorry for the inactivity, Admin J and I are both v busy fighting the horrors of everyday life, thank you for being patient with us!!)

(Also, this definitely turned into more of a "how you met" story, sorry lol, hope you like it!)

Feels Good to Try (Hatori x Reader)

I tried to keep the reader as gender neutral as possible, but if I slipped up somewhere I'm super sorry!!

***

Hatori sighed, he should've expected Ayame would try to pull something like this, it was in his nature to stick his nose in places it doesn't belong in order to try and make people happy.

"Y/N is an angel," Ayame claimed, "smart, attractive...And single!" Ayame's eyes flickered over to you, who sat on the other side of the room talking with some friends, Hatori followed his gaze, his eyes fixated on the permanent smile on your face, what Ayame said was true, you were undoubtedly beautiful, if he were out of his mind he would try to work up the courage to talk to you, but he wasn't nearly that stupid.

However...Ayame was.

"Oh Y/N!" Ayame sang to catch your attention, you quickly excused yourself from you friends and practically skipped over to greet him.

"Hi!" You greeted. The sound of your cheerful voice caused Hatoris toes to curl, it reminded him so much of...Her. Kana.

"I wanted to introduce you to Hatori" Ayame said, and instantly Hatori wished he were somewhere else, leave it up to Ayame to do something like this right after Kanas wedding. Hatori avoided eye contact with you as you turned to face him, hoping his coldness would turn you away from ever wanting to speak to him.

No..You still spoke.

"It's nice to meet you, Hatori, I'm Y/N."

Hatori squeezed his eyes shut. He couldn't do this...Not again. He would only restart the cycle of emotional torment, he couldn't go through this.

"You'll have to excuse me" Hatori said, stepping away from you and Ayame. He didn't know where he was going, but he couldn't stay here, maybe he'll go back home? No, going home sounded miserable, maybe he'll go to a cafe or park and just sit for a while...Think about nothing for a while, pretend nothing happened, pretend he didn't exist.

Meanwhile you stood in awe watching Hatori walk away, had you done something wrong?

Ayame sighed and brushed a hand through his hair, "forgive him," he said, "he's...Going through a tough time right now."

"Does it really warrant his attitude though?"

Ayame laughed and places a hand on your shoulder, "it does. It'll get better with time, for sure, but for now...We should allow him his space."

***

A few months had gone by since Kanas wedding, and finally Hatori started feeling a bit better, it still pained him to think about Kana, but he was in a place where he was able to step into his office and not think about her, which made work a lot easier.

Though with it came the realization of how he was treating people over the past couple of months, he was incredibly rude to everyone, his family, people on the street, and god forbid that one time he outright walked away from a conversation with Ayame, who was just trying to make life a little easier for him. Sure, it was stupid, but it was just as stupid for him to walk away without so much as a smile.

Ayame was shocked to hear from Hatori asking him for your number. "Oho? So you changed your mind about them?"

"Only because I want to apologize for how acted around them, nothing more."

Ayame raised an eyebrow and typed your number into his phone. Hatori scoffed, "stop romanticizing this."

Suddenly Ayame became serious, he placed a hand on Hatori's shoulder, making hard eye contact with him. Hatoris cold gaze shot daggers through Ayames heart, "you're like a corpse.." Ayame whispered, "and I don't know how else to help you other than give you something to smile about. This is the only way I know how to help." Ayames voice sounded uncharacteristically calm, his bright eyes suddenly dull and sad. Hatori casted his gaze downwards, "I don't want to go through this again."

Ayame nodded, "I know. But please...Give Y/N a chance. I mean it when I said they're an angel."

Hatori sighed, there was really no getting around Ayame after he made up his mind, he was adamant about making Hatoris life easier, it was very kind of him, but he just didn't know if he had it in him to try again with someone different. He didnt want to put you through that.

***

"Hello?"

"Y/N? This is Hatori Sohma."

You were shocked to hear Hatoris voice, you knew he had your number since Ayame told you, but you didn't imagine he'd actually call you. "Hello Hatori" you said slowly, not entirely sure how to go about speaking to him.

"Y/N...I wanted to apologize for my behavior last time we met. I was having a tough day."

Hatori spoke like you were colleagues, he didnt sound friendly but his voice was very quiet, polite, you could tell he genuinely felt bad for what he did.

"It's okay" you responded, and you heard Hatori let out a breath he had been holding in. You then sat on the phone in an uncomfortable silence for what felt like hours though you knew it had only been a few seconds at most, eventually you found the courage to break the silence.

"How're you feeling?" You asked, Hatori blinked, for a moment he forgot he was still on a call with you, "what?" He responded, your words hadn't fully registered in his mind, and you couldn't help but giggle, causing Hatori to ease up a little bit.

"I asked how you were feeling," you repeated, "you said you were having a tough day, were you sick?"

"Oh, no, I just..."

Hatori bit his tongue, here he was about to unload his feelings onto someone he hardly knew, it was pathetic, he should be over it by now, it had been nearly a two months after Kanas wedding, it shouldn't hurt anymore.

Right?

"I was having an off-day" Hatori finally concluded, though he wasn't entirely satisfied with his excuse for why he acted the way he did.

"I understand,we all have days like that" you said, Hatori could practically hear your smile through the phone, it was hard not to smile along with you. How long had it been since Hatori cracked a smile? Days? Months? A year? Since the incident occurred Hatori couldn't recall the last time he had cracked a genuine smile.

"Thank you for understanding," Hatori purred, his voice still as stoic as it was when he had first called you, "and if there's anything I could do to make it up to you, let me know."

Hatori had said this mostly out of respect, just a formality to drive home his initial apology, though he certainly wasn't expecting when you paused in thought to think about what he could offer you, his head started spinning with all the possible things you could ask of him.

"I've been trying to find someone to go with me to that new cafe that just opened, wanna come? It would just be the two of us.."

Hatori sucked in his air and dug his heels into the carpet, feeling tense as he tried to engineer a way to kindly say no...When suddenly he was reminded of Ayame, he would be so disappointed if he found out he had so no to you, God forbid you go crying to Ayame after this call.

"Sure..." he said, though there wasn't much enthusiasm in his voice.

You smiled and felt a bit of heat rise to your cheeks, "it's a date then!"

Once you had hung up, Hatori placed his phone on his desk and buried his face in his palms. "Shit..." he whispered, he wasn't usually one to swear, but it felt appropriate this time.

Because thinking about going to that cafe, that "date" as you so confidently titled it, thinking about it gave him a familiar warm feeling tightening in his abdomen, like fire had been set in his belly.

He was excited.

Hatori tugged at his hair, he couldn't do it, he couldn't go through it again, he couldn't make another person go through that...

He just couldn't.

But

Damn, wouldn't it feel good to try?

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