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skyemisc · 3 years

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Deuce Spade Birthday SSR Story Translation

NRC Newspaper Interview: Birthday Interview Feature

~Deuce Edition~

Option: Happy birthday. What were your thoughts in the days leading to your birthday?

Deuce: Thank you! I’m happy to hear “Happy Birthday!” from so many people.

Deuce: But… Honestly it was a little nerve-wracking.

Deuce: I figured I was used to these kinds of celebrations thanks to the the Unbirthday parties…

Deuce: It’s really different when you’re the center of attention.

Deuce: Still, everyone put in a lot of effort for today, so I’ll enjoy it to the fullest!

Deuce: A lot of my favorite egg dishes were also made and I can’t wait to eat them.

Screen: You really enjoy egg dishes, huh.

Deuce: Yeah. I like both eating and cooking them.

Deuce: I used to think fried eggs were simple. Just put the eggs over heat, but when I did it myself, I found out that was more to it.

Deuce: Making an ideal sunny-side up egg was pretty challenging… Back in the day I practiced quite a bit.

Deuce: Oh, speaking of… A while ago, Clover-senpai and I got pretty into making different egg dishes!

Deuce: Talking about what would be good in omelets, and teaching me how to make a simple-to-make custard…

Deuce: I never talked about egg dishes that much before, so it was really fun.

Deuce: Well, Ace was nearby going “I don’t know understand this cooking gibberish” and looked bored out of his mind.

Deuce: When I learn the super special melt-in-your-mouth custard recipe, I wanna try making that next time.

Deuce: Once I get that down, I’ll tell you. Feel free to bring Grim too for a bite.

Episode 2:

Screen: What do you enjoy?

Deuce: I like riding on a Magical Wheel. Also, I like tinkering with machines.

Deuce: Mom’s hopeless with machines, so I was always the one setting up the different household electronics.

Deuce: Instead of reading the instructions, she’d reluctantly try it out herself. It was fun to watch.

Deuce: Well, apparently to the people around me, it seems that repairing and services appliances is more of a specialty than a hobby to me.

Deuce: Occasionally, people would come and bring broken appliances and it was kinda troubling. I’m not that skilled, honestly…

Deuce: Earlier, when I tried listening to music with the Dorm Lounge’s worn-out cassette player, it stopped working.

Deuce: You know the old saying to hit appliances to fix them? I jokingly hit it and it started playing again.

Deuce: Diamond-senpai just so happen to be nearby to see it…

Deuce: He went around and told people half-jokingly that “Deuce-chan’s hands caused a miracle!”

Deuce: Word started spreading and it became a huge thing. It even got to my friends at some point…

Deuce: I kept getting told “Wow, you can repair different machines? That’s cool!”. I’m at a loss…

Screen: What are you dreams for the future?

Deuce: To become a police officer. …Not just any division… I want to join the division specialized in anti-mage combat, which is said to be the cream of the crop even among police.

Deuce: I know getting into the trade won’t be easy, but I have no intention of giving up.

Deuce: For the sake of my future, I’m doing all I can while I’m here.

Deuce: Every single day, I practice magic, I practice flying, and I even review my lectures on top of that.

Deuce: I don’t exactly have the best test scores in class though. W-Well I guess I just have to do my best from now on.

Deuce: Also, what I’m putting my efforts most into simulating situations in my head!

Deuce: I’ll watch movies and dramas where the lead role is a police officer and study how they do investigations and catch the criminals.

Deuce: I’ve memorized how to look cool in a chase and what signature phrase they’ll say when arresting the bad guy.

Deuce: I’m all set, to go to a crime scene immediately, aren’t I?

Episode 3:

Screen: What do you normally do for fun?

Deuce: Recently I’ve been playing cards with my friends at the dorm a lot.

Deuce: I used to be so into magical wheels, so I wasn’t used to playing games with my friends. It was really fun.

Deuce: Otherwise, I’ll play different app games; like ones where you build towns or beat monsters.

Deuce: Oh yeah, a while ago there was a big thing going on in the dorm with puzzle games.

Deuce: You have to match the same colors and then it disappears. The rules are simple and it’s really entertaining.

Deuce: But more and more students came to join and stayed up late…

Deuce: Many wouldn’t wake up in time and Dorm Leader Rosehearts would get at the necks of a lot of the students…

Deuce: …Actually, I was one of them too. I got too into a showdown with Ace, I stayed up the whole night…

Deuce: Even after telling myself I’d take everything more seriously… I learned my lesson.

Deuce: Since then, I only allow myself to play games for one hour a day.

Screen: What do you do on your days off?

Deuce: I do a lot of physical training.

Deuce: Sometimes when I’m in the sports grounds, I end up training with Jack, who’s in the same club as me—the track and field club.

Deuce: Even if we start off practicing on our own, we end up getting competitive on reflex being close to each other on the field…

Deuce: I start out planning to do some light training but then it ends up like an all-out battle…

Deuce: On some days, I end up running over a few dozen laps before I come to my senses.

Deuce: By the end of it, we’ll both be tired and exhausted. Makes you wonder what exactly we’re doing on a day off, right?

Deuce: Oh, recently Epel’s been joining us too. He’s got a lot more guts than you’d expect from his appearance.

Deuce: …I’ve always liked riding around on Magical Wheels with my fellow comrades, and that goes for jogging too.

Deuce: Running with everyone versus by yourself is just so much more satisfying and gives the best feeling.

Deuce: Ah… B-But I do more than just training on my days off. I take care to study too!

Screen: Thank you for letting me listen to your stories. Once again, happy birthday!

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otterbagel · 3 years

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The Reunion (Part 1) Simon x Reader

Reader makes a rash decision, one that has long lasting consequences.

(Notes: There are two parts to this! Next part should be out next week. I'll probably start spacing out my posts after this so I don't get burnt out like last time. Also, didn't get to edit this one as much as I should've; the whole thing ended up pretty long and would take a long time everytime I tried to edit it. Can't believe it took me this long to finish one about Simon!!!)

"Hey, this is quite the unusual find, you gotta admit."

Your eyebrow raised without hesitation, your eyes looking down to check your shoes. "Not really," you remarked softly, eyes going back up to meet the object of the discussion: a PL600 android.

The salesman, who had uncomfortably started hounding you for the sale after you had curiously drifted towards the humanoid, was gesturing towards it flippantly with a toothy grin. "At this price?! Tell me, no, tell me where you found one this cheap— in this good a condition?"

Your mouth automatically frowned. The arms were covered by a dark undershirt that made most of the skin unseeable— any damage not on the face and hands wouldn't be factored into the buying purchase. You had a feeling this clothing choice was intentional.

"Just three hundred bucks!" The seller's round face turned into your line of sight. You quickly looked away out of discomfort.

Your eyes landed onto the android's clear blue ones. You hadn't looked very closely at any androids before, despite walking amongst them nearly every day. Did they all look this lifelike?

Maybe you were looking way too into it.

You swallowed, aggressively fumbling for your wallet with a grunt of annoyance. "Okay, fine. Three hundred."

With a pleased noise, the seller took off with your card, waving it in the air between two of his fingers.

You crossed your arms beside the android, who didn't seem to take any notice of what had just transpired.

…

Reality had begun to hit you like a truck on the way home.

By the time you opened the door to your tiny house, you realized just how big of a rash decision you had just made.

The android stood behind you quietly and without complaint as you released the door handle, letting the door softly bang against the wall. You stared dumbly into your own house, coat hanging limply from one of your dangling arms as you searched your brain for a solution.

You frowned, shaking your head rapidly. "I have no room for this."

"Excuse me—"

You jumped at the android's sudden intrusion into your own self reprimand, a small noise of fright escaping you before you could even begin to think of holding it back.

"—would you like me to get started?"

"Uh, yeah yeah yeah, uh… do whatever you want," you waved it off awkwardly, holding a hand to your chest as you attempted to catch your breath. You hurried inside, embarrassed of the whole situation.

You sat down on the couch as the android closed the door and walked past you and into the kitchen.

Without turning it on, you stared at the TV as your fingertips rubbed against your face in nervousness.

That had been such an impulse buy. You couldn't believe you had done that.

The faucet turned on for a moment. You think you had put a cup in there, but there wasn't much else to clean.

It seemed to be working properly. The guy who sold it was certainly odd and abrasive, but all in all it was a pretty good deal. Usually they were more than twice as much; newer models so expensive that the thought of you owning one was impossible. Even if it had some cosmetic damages, that was a small issue compared to its functionality.

Trying to ignore the strange new entity in the house, you flipped on the TV. It was the news.

There was some story about a recent fire that had decimated a small apartment building on the outskirts of Detroit. The police said it likely had something to do with Red Ice, although most evidence would probably be destroyed.

The android had finished whatever it was doing in the kitchen and had quietly begun watching the TV from the archway.

You looked at it as it parted its lips in preparation to speak. "Are you a fan of the news?"

"Sort of," you chuckled, looking back to the screen. "I work at a newstation— not this one, but I like checking it out from time to time."

The android nodded, continuing to watch the screen as it held its hands politely behind its back.

You looked it over, getting that feeling of nervousness again. "W-what's your name?" You blurted out quietly and without any grace.

It blinked at you, the LED spinning blue for a second. "My previous owners named me Simon. Would you like to change my name?"

You shook your head to yourself. "Do you like your name?"

It squinted at you in confusion before returning to its natural, composed look. "It's good," it responded.

Although you tried to maintain a jovial body language, you weren't doing a good job. "Great! Si… Simon is a great name," you chirped out awkwardly.

"Thank you," Simon replied, giving a small head bow.

You turned your head away from it as you felt your face grow warm with embarrassment.

What on Earth was happening to you?

…

You had been having a strange dream about work when you heard someone calling your name.

"...huh…?" you called out groggily.

Your name again. "...I think you're going to be late for work at this rate…"

Your eyes fluttered open. Simon was fiddling with his hands as he held them in front of his chest, eyes moving between you and the clock beside the bed.

It said 8:32.

The comforter was flung nearly off the bed as you jumped up in a panic. "Oh geez, yeah I'm gonna be late…" Random clothes filled your arms that you grabbed from your drawers as you prepared to go to work. "Thanks for waking me."

Simon quietly made his way over to you as you tried finding a pair of socks. "I didn't hear you walking around this morning," he said with a chuckle. "And where you stayed up later than usual last night… I figured…"

A laugh escaped you as you headed off towards the bathroom to get ready.

He had been living here… maybe three months? It had seemed like a much longer time than that. In that amount of time, things had definitely changed between you two.

Despite it being his intended purpose, it felt strange to have someone doing all your housework for you. It became an odd ritual pretty quickly: once you got home, you would work on chores together. Not that there were many— that was one of the perks of having a small house— but it just made you feel better about the whole thing.

The whole process was a bit cathartic for you; away from the hustle and bustle of the busy, stressful life at the newstation and into a warm, domestic one.

You hurried to the front door to slip on your shoes, Simon leaving his spot on the couch to see you off.

"I think I'll make it on time," you joked as you looked up at him. "Thanks again."

"No problem…" he responded quietly, struggling to retain eye contact with you.

As you rose to your feet, he gave you a brief hug. Your face immediately began to burn bright red.

"Have… have a good day at work…" he stuttered out before walking in quick strides to the kitchen.

You were still frozen in place by the time he exited your vision. "Y-you too…" you blurted out before fumbling out the door, realizing your linguistic blunder before you had even closed the door.

As you headed down the street, you let your hands touch your heated face.

…

You had nearly run home out of excitement.

It had been such a small thing, but the prospects of your future career had your mind going nuts.

After fumbling to get the key in the door and tossing it open, you slung your coat off your arms in a fluid motion. "Simon! Simon! You won't believe it!"

He was sitting on the couch— like he usually had been over the past year— engaged in some overly dramatic show you weren't particularly fond of. His eyes were wide at your sudden entrance. "Yes?"

You let the door make its way closed before you kicked it shut behind you, holding your arms out. "They said they liked my article!"

Simon stared for a moment before his LED flashed in excitement. "THE article?" He sat up on the edge of his seat, smiling at you as he was filled with a wave of positive energy.

"Yeah!" You nodded. "Not to get you too excited, but they're showing it to some of the higher ups, but it looks like I might get my own schedule slot soon!"

"Oh wow!" He exclaimed, rising to his feet and taking you into his arms to lift you up for a split second. "I knew it would happen! I'm so proud!"

You erupted into a fit of giggles as he held you, almost enjoying his praise as much as your own success. "Thanks Simon, I couldn't have done it without you."

He released you, letting his hands rest against your sides. "That's not true," he responded quietly, his face red as he looked to the side.

With a warm smile, you nodded to him. "Yes," you drawed out for effect. "You even came up with the idea. And, not to mention, the moral support."

He stepped back a little, crossing his arms as he attempted to hide his expression of happiness. "You're too kind."

The TV played in the silence, Simon fiddling with the edge of one of his sleeves as he pulled it down.

Your mind raced as you looked at his hand, debating on bringing it up right now when the mood was so light.

"They mentioned… uh... increasing my pay," you began, watching his expression for any hint of distress. "I thought that maybe… we could finally… you know… get that fixed…"

His hands trailed along his sleeve as he nodded to himself, seemingly lost in thought. "Yeah," he responded. "That would be nice… but it would be so expensive… are you sure?"

It had taken a few weeks to first see it, and even longer for you to see the full extent of the damage, but your initial thoughts had been correct. The long sleeves had been put on him for a reason, and it had seemed as though it had gradually become a personal choice as well.

His forearms and biceps had a lot of physical damage, certainly from his previous owners.

Luckily, it had been almost purely cosmetic. Aside from a few light dents and scratches to his actual body, it was just a matter of getting the covering fixed. As of now, the white sheen of his android body was always visible underneath his sleeves.

You wrung your hands together out of nervousness. "I just know how you said that you wanted it fixed," you took in a sharp inhale. "It won't be a problem to actually do, I've already been saving for a while…"

He smiled, rushing in to hug you again. You, a bit caught off guard this time, was frozen in place.

"I'd like to put the past behind me," he said as you finally came to and hugged him back, albeit still in a bit of a shock. "I think this is the first step."

As you embraced, you couldn't help but feel a pang of excitement and anxiety.

#dbh x reader #dbh simon #dbh simon x reader

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vlogsquadssquad · 4 years

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secure

summary: Charlie puth invites David to a get together where David meets y/n and they hit it off.

a/n: a teensy weensy bit angst but im 100% making a part 2 of this with a happy ending so no worries!!!!!!!!!

warnings: language

mood board:

-- 3RD PERSON DD & CP

“hey what are your plans for Saturday?” Charlie asked David as they finished up a bit for the vlog.

“umm, nothing really. im kind of in a fog right now. why?” David took a bite of his apple.

“well im throwing a small little kickback at my house. a few of my music friends are coming and it might get you some good connections, if you'd like.”

“dude, that's fucking sick! name drop! is Selena Gomez gonna be there?” David asked excitedly.

“no, no, Selena doesn't really do too many social events anymore. she's going through a lot...” David raised his eyebrow as Charlie looked to the ground. “but you know who will be there? y/f/n!”

“shut the fuck up dude are you serious?” Davids heart dropped at the thought of y/n at the party. he's been crushing on her for a bit, and has been dying to meet her.

“yeah, I mean she texted me she would, why are you all giddy?” Charlie punched David on the shoulder playfully, but secretly didn't want David to say he had a crush on her because truth was, so did Charlie. what's not to like? she's humble, kind, funny, easy-going, and down for anything.

“oh, uhh... no reason, just she's a pretty popular singer right now. good clickbait.” David said with nervousness in his voice. he didn't want to admit that he had a crush when he hasn't even met her.

“alright, well ill see you at the kickback then. bring some friends!” Charlie tried not to sound worried or suspicious. he’d have to keep an eye on the two.

-- YOUR POV

I really hate going to parties. but Charlie promised it would be chill and just a way to destress. ive been in a fog with my album im writing. I have great songs but I need two more and im stuck on what to write about. maybe the party will be a good thing.

-texts w - Charles 🤪 -

< should I wear something casual or ?? are we dressing nicer lol

you look great in everything! >

maybe party casual if that's a thing? >

< thought it was a kickback you ass! lol but thanks for the heads up. see you there, Charles! 😉

-end texts-

he hated when i called him Charles but i love messing with him. after careful examining of the clothes i had, i decided to go as I was. it was an easy going outfit but I still looked put together. I had no one to impress anyways.

-- 1st PERSON DD

“dude, im so nervous.” i whispered to Ilya, who knew of my crush.

“its fine man, don't be a pussy.” i took a drink of my water and grabbed my camera to film with Benny Blanco a little he always had something funny or interesting to say.

“Charles!” I heard from the living room. i didn't think anything of it and kept filming with Benny and Jeff. a little while goes by and then Benny looks over my shoulder.

“hey, y/n/n! so good to see you!” i froze. y/n went and gave benny an inviting hug and then turned to me. her eyes were easy to melt into.

“hi, good to see you, im y/n” she went in for a hug. she smelled beautiful.

“oh, hi. im David. big fan.”

“and im Jeff, wow you look so great, can I get you a drink?”

i rolled my eyes at Jeff trying to make a move. of course he's into the same girl I am.

“oh, im ok, I actually don't really like to drink.” she's so kind and gentle as she speaks.

“so how is the album coming?” benny asks her.

“its... not.” she laughs lightly but I can tell she's stressed. is it too early to tell her I already know her inside and out? am I crazy for watching all her interviews, tiktoks, and instagram stories?

“im in a fog,” she looks to the ground. how are we already so compatible? “I want two more songs but im having trouble finding a conclusion to the story im telling. maybe there isn't one, I don't know.”

“what's the story you're trying to tell?” I ask feeling very brave and comfortable already.

“basically my current dating life.” she slightly blushes. “its so hard dating and every time I start to like a guy or I know of him and I already have a crush on him, it doesn't end well. and I have these little romances I write about but they all end in either piggy behavior or ghosting.” we laughed along with her. her smile was radiating.

“maybe I can help, do you wanna go to Charlie’s studio?” Benny asks her.

“you're an angel! yes! ill repay you in food.” she laughs. as they walk out, Im watching her. she moves so flawlessly. “hey, you can come too. might get something good for the vlog.” she smiles to me. my heart is beating out of my chest. she watches my videos or at least knows of me. “cool, thank you.” I say trying to remain calm. she also pulls Charlie in and he drapes his arm around her shoulder. they're just friends.

as we get seated in the room, Benny starts asking her questions. “so, we know what message you're giving but how are you delivering it for the album? what's the feeling? want to play us a song that captures the vibe?”

“well I only have the instrumentals for the songs but I can play one live?”

“great, lets do it.” Charlie smiled to her as he handed her a mic.

“don't post this anywhere, David” she warned.

she brought warmth to my cheeks. “nope, ill only use it as blackmail.”

her laugh was such a gift. I could tell jokes all day just to hear her laugh again.

she played a beautiful song that was slow and powerful and all about heartbreak. it hurt to hear her go through that. then benny asked for another song. this one was more pop. like id hear it on the radio, but still deep.

the rest of the night was them composing songs and some stupid jokes here and there. safe to say she's the most down to earth and funny person in the room. the fans will go crazy that im here with her. im going crazy that im here with her.

-- YOUR POV

I spent the whole night in the studio with some amazing people. I found myself taking it all in and being so thankful for my life. ive known of David and watched his vlogs pretty frequently too, but being with him was a whole different experience. he gave great advice and genuinely helped me through some of my block. he gave a listeners point of view and had fresh ears. it was nice. he even offered to walk me to my car.

“I figured you'd have like a limo waiting for you outside or something.” he joked as we walked toward the street.

“nope, that's just youtubers.” I joked back.

he laughed, “ouch.”

“thank you for your input tonight.” he chuckled. “no, I really mean it. I think I know exactly how I want to end the album.” I look into his eyes as my back is pushed against my car.

“where's your mind at?” he looks back to me.

“loving myself. I know it sounds cliche, but isn't the greatest romance of all, the love you have for yourself? tonight was the most fun ive had, and it was just hanging out with friends talking about endless things.”

he nods as he takes my words in. “you're really secure with yourself. I like that. its going to be a great album.”

he leans in and for a moment I think he's going to kiss me which I don't need right now. then I see his hands go low to the handle of my car door and he opens it for me.

“oh, I can't take a hint, huh?” I joke with him.

“no, not at all. I just know you're excited to go home and write your new hit.” he says almost seriously.

“thank you” I whisper. “and also, can I get your number? id love to do something fun for the vlogs.”

-- DAVIDS POV, NEXT DAY

“il, it couldn't have gone better! she asked for my number, bro!”

“that's fucking sick. imagine you dating one of americas sweetheart, music icons.” Ilya pokes at David.

“its not a fucking joke, I really think there was something there but id really like to get to know her better.”

“who are we talking about?” Charlie asks as he enters the room. David had texted him to meet up for a bit they were doing.

“uh, no one.” im quick to reply knowing they're` great friends and I don't want any drama.

“oh ok... so what'd you think of y/n?” he asks me.

“oh she's great, yeah, I was editing some last night and I think I'll keep some parts in.”

“yeah, she's so easy to be around. I think im gonna ask her out, she's kind of the girl of my dreams, and im like 99% sure she's in love with me too.” he says almost marking his territory.

I look to Ilya and he just half smiles. “oh, that's great man. yeah you should ask her out if you're in love with her. she's a great catch.” my chest falls as I say it aloud. I really thought she liked me.

part 2

#davids vlogs #david dobrik #david dobrik fanfiction #david dobrik imagine #david dobrik x reader #David dobrik fanfic #David dobrik imagines #vlog squad #vlog squad imagines #vlog squad fan fiction #Charlie puth #Charlie puth fanfic #Charlie puth imagine #Charlie puth fan fiction

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jokertrap-ran · 3 years

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[お中元?] 一ノ瀬学 (SR) [Mid-summer Gift?] Ichinose Gaku (SR)

彼氏がモテると大変？ It’s rough because my boyfriend’s popular?

うん、今日はいけそうな気がするよ。 Okay, it feels like I can do this today!

All Episodes Translations : Translator’s note : MC’s name shall remain as my normal (水嶋ラン) Spoiler friendly : Translations under cut !

BF Series Masterlist

Chapter 1:

水嶋ラン Mizushima Ran

こんにちは、一ノ瀬先生。何を読んでるんですか？ Hello, Ichinose-sensei. What are you reading?

一ノ瀬学 Ichinose Gaku

えっ！？わっ、ランさん……！ Wha—!? Wh- Ran-san…!

水嶋ラン Mizushima Ran

す、すみません、どうかしましたか……？ S-Sorry, did I do something…?

一ノ瀬学 Ichinose Gaku

い、いやいやなんでもないよ？びっくりしただけだよ。 No, no; you didn't do anything. I was just surprised, is all.

水嶋ラン Mizushima Ran

（でも、さすがにびっくりしすぎだったような……） Huh? Ichinose-sensei? Isn't that the one that's being targeted at high school girls…? あれ？一ノ瀬先生、それって女子高生向けの……？ (But that's still way too big of a reaction for simply being surprised…)

一ノ瀬学 Ichinose Gaku

！え、ええと、これは、その……。なんというか。 Er, umm…! This is, uh… How do I put this…

さ、さすがにわかっちゃうよね、君は女子高生だし。 O-Of course you'll recognize it at a glance! I mean, you're a girl in high school after all…

あ、でも！僕が好きで買ったんじゃないから……！ Oh, but—! It wasn't like I bought this because I like it or anything!

忘れ物らしくて、ここに置きっぱなしだったんだ。 I think it's a lost item; since it was left lying out here.

職員室に持って行って、保管しておこうかと思って。 I was thinking of bringing it back to the Staff Room and temporarily keeping it there.

水嶋ラン Mizushima Ran

でも先生、かなり熱心に読んでいたような……。 But you looked like you were really absorbed in reading it…

一ノ瀬学 Ichinose Gaku ……………………はは。バレてたか……。 …...Haha. Guess I got found out, huh...

水嶋ラン Mizushima Ran

す、すみません。触れちゃいけないことでしたか？ S-Sorry! Did I just overstep a boundary?

一ノ瀬学 Ichinose Gaku

そこまでじゃないけど……。相談に乗ってくれるかな？ Not really, but… Will you talk to me about it?

—— —— ≿ -————✣⊹⚜⊹✣————-≾ —— ——

Chapter 2:

水嶋ラン Mizushima Ran

相談、ですか？私で良ければ、聞かせてください。 Talk? I'll hear you out if you're willing to let me.

一ノ瀬学 Ichinose Gaku

ありがとう。……実はね、この特集を読んでたんだ。 Thank you… I was actually reading this special feature here.

水嶋ラン Mizushima Ran

『今年はコレ欲しい！ガチ狙いホワイトデー特集』？ "I want this this year! Special Edition: Let's aim for White Day, for real!"?

一ノ瀬学 Ichinose Gaku

もうすぐホワイトデーでしょ？お返しに悩んでてね。 White Day's coming up soon, no? And I'm a little at a loss as to what I should get as a return gift, you see.

水嶋ラン Mizushima Ran

あ……。好きな人へのお返し、とかですか？ Oh… You mean, you're looking for a return gift for someone you fancy or something?

一ノ瀬学 Ichinose Gaku

ち、違うよ、生徒のみんなへ義理チョコのお返しだよ。 N-No. It's for all those students who gave me Obligatory Chocolate.

水嶋ラン Mizushima Ran

義理チョコへのお返しなら、定番のお菓子とか……？ If it's just something in return for Obligatory Chocolate, then how about giving them the classic sweet and the like?

一ノ瀬学 Ichinose Gaku

それがね、そう簡単にいかなくて、悩んじゃうんだ。 I mean, what if the students don't like it because I gave them the same thing as last year? Or maybe because it tastes strange?

去年と同じとか、味が微妙だと、生徒から駄目出しが。 Well… I'm worried about that, because wouldn't it be too easy then?

水嶋ラン Mizushima Ran

そ、そうなんですか……？先生も大変なんですね……。 T-That bad…? Looks like teachers have it pretty hard too...

一ノ瀬学 Ichinose Gaku

うん。高価なものはお互いに困るし、程々のお値段で。 Yeah. Something expensive would only trouble both sides alike, so it'll have to be something reasonably priced, at least

後は美味しくて、喜んでもらえるもの。……難しいよ。 And it also has to be something delicious; something they'll be happy to receive. It's really tough…

ランさんなら、どういうお返しが欲しい？ What kind of return gift would you like, if you were in their shoes?

この特集に載ってるお菓子に気になるもの、あるかな？ Are you interested in any of the sweets on this special feature?

水嶋ラン Mizushima Ran

うーん……。そうですね……。 Hmm… Well...

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Chapter 3:

水嶋ラン Mizushima Ran

うーん……。どれも美味しそうで選べないです……。 Hmm… I can't really choose since they all look so delicious.

一ノ瀬学 Ichinose Gaku

あはは、わかるよ。美味しそうだし、かわいいしね。 Ahaha, I get you. They all look so delicious and, not to mention, cute.

味が想像つかない見た目のものも、結構あるし……。 There are quite a bit of things where you can't really imagine how they'd taste from how it looks either...

だけど、それじゃあどうしようかな……。……あ、そうか。 But, what should we do, now that it's like this…? Oh… Oh, yes.

味を確かめて買えばいいだけだね。うっかりしてたよ。 All I have to do is to buy it after checking to see how it tastes. I never thought of that.

水嶋ラン Mizushima Ran

確かめる……？ Check…?

一ノ瀬学 Ichinose Gaku

うん。ホワイトデーコーナーで試食しようかなって。 Yup. I'm thinking of going to try them out at the White Day corner.

片っ端から食べてみて、美味しいのを選べばいいよ。 I just have to start from one end of the line-up they have to offer, and buy those that taste good.

水嶋ラン Mizushima Ran

ふふ……。楽しそうですけど、結構大変そうですね。 Heh… While it does sound fun and all, that also sounds like it'll be quite troublesome.

一ノ瀬学 Ichinose Gaku

まあ、たくさん食べ比べるとしたら骨が折れるよね。 Well, it's really a pain to eat them all and compare them as I go;

でも、みんなに美味しいお菓子をお返ししたいしね。 But I want to give everyone delicious tasting sweets back in return too.

水嶋ラン Mizushima Ran

（一ノ瀬先生、やっぱり優しいな……） (He's really nice after all…)

あの……。私も何か、手伝いましょうか？ Err… Should I help you with something?

一ノ瀬学 Ichinose Gaku

それって、君も一緒に食べ比べてくれるってこと？ You mean, you're willing to come taste-testing with me?

女の子の意見が聞けるなんて、心強いな。ありがとう。 Thank you; It's really reassuring to know that I'll be able to get a girl's opinion on this.

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Chapter 4:

水嶋ラン Mizushima Ran

（今日は、一ノ瀬先生とお菓子選びに出掛ける日！） (Today's the day I go Sweet Picking with Ichinose-sensei!)

一ノ瀬学 Ichinose Gaku

とりあえず、デパートに行ってみようかと思うんだ。 I'm thinking of going to the Department Store for now.

品揃えも良さそうだし、いろいろ比べやすそうだから。 They have quite an assortment there, so it'll be easier to compare things.

水嶋ラン Mizushima Ran

はい。きっと素敵なお返しが見つかると思います。 Okay. I'm sure we'll be able to find some brilliant return gifts!

一ノ瀬学 Ichinose Gaku

ランさんも、ホワイトデーには期待しているのかな？ Are you looking forward to White Day too?

水嶋ラン Mizushima Ran

うーん……。チョコは、感謝を伝えたくて贈ったので。 Hmm… I only gave out chocolates to convey my gratefulness;

相手に喜んでもらえたなら、それだけで満足です。 So I'm satisfied as long as the receiving party's happy with it.

一ノ瀬学 Ichinose Gaku

気持ちが１番ってことかな？ランさんらしいね。 So, it's the feeling that counts? Sounds like something you'd do.

でも、気持ちを込めた贈り物っていうのも悩むよね。 But even heartfelt presents has their own set of troubles...

想いは目に見えないし、手作りも一長一短だし……。 Feelings are not something that's visible, so there are also pros and cons to handmade gifts…

ふふ。でもこうして悩むのも、また楽しいよね。 Hehe. But these sort of troubles are also pretty fun.

ランさんもバレンタインでは何を贈るか悩んだ？ Did you also mull over what to give others during Valentine's?

水嶋ラン Mizushima Ran

はい。どんなチョコにしようかなって、いろいろと。 Yeah. Lots, actually; like what kinda chocolate I should go with and the like.

一ノ瀬学 Ichinose Gaku

やっぱり。……そのとき、楽しかった？ I knew it. Was it fun…?

水嶋ラン Mizushima Ran

ふふ……。はい。とても楽しかったです。 Heh… Yes; it was very fun indeed.

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Chapter 5:

一ノ瀬学 Ichinose Gaku

えーと……。ホワイトデー関係の売り場はどこかな？ Err… Where are the White Day related things being sold at?

水嶋ラン Mizushima Ran

あ、催事場でフェアが開かれているみたいです。 Oh, it looks like they've opened a fair down at the Exhibition Area.

一ノ瀬学 Ichinose Gaku

よし。たくさん買うから、今日は頑張らないとな～。 Okay! I'll be buying lots of things today, so I really do have to work hard~

水嶋ラン Mizushima Ran

一ノ瀬先生、どれくらいお返しするんですか？ Just how many return gifts are you planning to give?

一ノ瀬学 Ichinose Gaku

うーん、５０個くらい、かな……。 Hmm… About 50, maybe?

水嶋ラン Mizushima Ran

５０個！？た、たくさんもらったんですね……！ 50!? You really got a heck ton of gifts!

一ノ瀬学 Ichinose Gaku

うん。まず、生徒のみんな、それに親戚とか……。 Yeah. First, I got them from the students; and then from my relatives and the like...

よく行く書店のおばさん、定食屋のおかみさん……。 Like the old grandmother who runs the bookshop I frequent, and the lady boss of the set meal shop...

後は、馴染みのスーパーやコンビニの店員さん、かな。 And also the employees from the supermarket and the convenience store that I've been a patron of for years, I suppose.

水嶋ラン Mizushima Ran

す、すごいです、一ノ瀬先生……。 W-Wow, Ichinose-sensei...

一ノ瀬学 Ichinose Gaku

もらうだけもらって終わり、なんていけないからね。 I can't just take their gifts and leave it like that after all.

お中元やお歳暮みたいなものだからちゃんとしないと。 Mid-year gifts are like their Year-end gift counterparts, so I've got to do it right.

水嶋ラン Mizushima Ran

（ふふ……。一ノ瀬先生って、律儀な人だなあ） (Hehe… He's such a conscientious person!)

一ノ瀬学 Ichinose Gaku

ん？ランさん、どうして笑ってるの？ Hm? Ran-san? Why are you laughing?

君にもたくさん試食してもらうよ。準備はいいかな？ I'm going to have you go on a taste-testing spree. Are you ready?

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Chapter 6:

水嶋ラン Mizushima Ran

わあ……！さすがに、フェア会場は混雑してますね。 Whoa… The fair's really crowded!

一ノ瀬学 Ichinose Gaku

うん。いろんなお菓子がいっぱい並んでいるし……。 Yeah. I mean, there are lots of sweets lined up here after all…

目移りしちゃうね。どこから見ていけばいいかなあ。 It's really difficult to choose; I don’t know where we should start off.

あ、ここにバウムクーヘンがあるよ。いい焼き色だね。 Oh, there are Baumkuchens here. It’s wonderfully baked.

じゃあ早速だけど、ランさん、試食してみてくれる？ Now then, let’s get you started at once. How about trying it out, Ran-san?

水嶋ラン Mizushima Ran

はい！ ……わ、しっとりしていて、美味しいです。 Okay! ...Wow, it’s moist and delicious!

一ノ瀬学 Ichinose Gaku

ありがとう。次は、クッキーの試食もお願いできる？ Thanks. Could I ask you to taste-test the cookie next?

たくさん種類がありすぎて、よくわからないんだ……。 There are way too many different types of them here that I don’t really know which one to go with...

水嶋ラン Mizushima Ran

美味しいです。でも、甘めなので相手を選ぶかも……。 They’re delicious. But it’s sweet, so I think it’ll be dependent on the receiver.

一ノ瀬学 Ichinose Gaku

なるほどなるほど。じゃあ、こっちのマシュマロは？ I see, I see. What about the marshmallows here then?

水嶋ラン Mizushima Ran

ふわっとしていて、優しい甘さで、美味しいです！ Soft and fluffy with a gentle sweetness; delicious!

一ノ瀬学 Ichinose Gaku

じゃあ、次は……。こっちのチョコレートはどうかな？ Then next up… How about this chocolate?

水嶋ラン Mizushima Ran

……あ、意外とビターで大人の味です。美味しいです。 ...Oh, it’s surprisingly bitter; an adult-like taste. It’s delicious.

一ノ瀬学 Ichinose Gaku

そっか……。参考になるなあ。後は、こっちの―― I see… I’ll keep that in mind. Next, how about this—

水嶋ラン Mizushima Ran

あ、あの、先生！ちょっと待ってください……！ Err, wait a minute— Sensei…!!

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Chapter 7:

一ノ瀬学 Ichinose Gaku

ん？どうしたの？まだ食べてる途中だった？ Hm? What’s wrong? Were you still in the middle of eating?

水嶋ラン Mizushima Ran

さっきから、私ばかり食べてる気がします……！ I feel like I’m the only one doing all the eating since just now!

一ノ瀬学 Ichinose Gaku

あ……。そうだったね、ごめん。つい……。 Oh… You’re right. Sorry, I just couldn’t help it...

君が『すごく美味しい』『幸せ』って顔をするから。 Because you’re making such a “happy face” from how “absolutely delicious” it is.

次はどんな表情をするのか見たくなっちゃって……。 And it made me want to see just what sort of expression you’d make next...

水嶋ラン Mizushima Ran

そ、そんな顔してましたか、私……？ W-Was I actually making such a face…?

一ノ瀬学 Ichinose Gaku

うん。見ていて、僕も幸せになってきたくらい。 Yup. So much that I was content just by watching you.

いろいろ食べてもらったおかげで、候補を絞れたよ。 I managed to narrow down the selection thanks to you taste-testing a wide variety of things.

水嶋ラン Mizushima Ran

一ノ瀬先生は、食べなくていいんですか……？ Are you sure you’re fine with not eating anything…?

一ノ瀬学 Ichinose Gaku

僕の味覚より、女子高生の味覚のほうが参考になるから。 Well, a high school girl’s taste-test review will serve as a better reference than my own.

ところで、ランさんが気になっているのって―― By the way, was the one that was to your liking――

このマシュマロじゃないかな？ This marshmallow?

水嶋ラン Mizushima Ran

あ、はい。……私、そんなに顔に出ていたんですか？ Oh, yes. Did it… Did it really show that much on my face?

一ノ瀬学 Ichinose Gaku

うん。……あ、そんなに赤くならなくても大丈夫だよ。 Yup. Oh… You don’t have to get that flustered by it.

いいことだと思うけどなあ。見てて飽きないし……。 I think it’s a rather good thing, actually. Plus, I won’t ever get bored of watching you...

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Chapter 8:

一ノ瀬学 Ichinose Gaku

素直に感情を表せるのって、いいことだと思うんだ。 I think it’s good that you’re honest with how you feel.

君はそれが、とても上手だから……。 Because you’re very good with that...

あ……。えーと、それじゃあ、お会計してくるね。 Oh… Err, I’l go pay for this then.

マシュマロを中心に何種類か買ってみることにするよ。 I’ll just pick out a couple of different varieties from the marshmallow pile and purchase them.

すみません。このマシュマロを、とりあえず３０個…… Excuse me. Could I get 30 of these marshmallows, for the time being…?

店員 Shop Employee

はい、ありがとうございます。 Absolutely, thank you.

お隣は彼女さんですか？彼氏がモテると大変ですね。 Is that your girlfriend beside you? Must be rough since your boyfriend’s so popular.

水嶋ラン Mizushima Ran

えっ？ Huh?

一ノ瀬学 Ichinose Gaku

えっ？か、彼女なんて、そんな、違いますよ。 Huh? G-Girlfriend? No, no; you’re mistaken.

僕らはそういう関係ではまったくなくて、ですね……！ We don’t have that sort of relationship between us; right…!?

ど、どうしよう、あまり否定すると逆に変かな……！？ Uh oh, oh no; will denying it only make it seem weirder…!?

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一ノ瀬学 Ichinose Gaku

ごめんね、ランさん。誤解されちゃったみたいで…… Sorry, Ran-san. It looks like we both got misunderstood there...

水嶋ラン Mizushima Ran

ふふ……。私は大丈夫ですよ、一ノ瀬先生。 Hehe… Don’t worry about it, Ichinose-sensei.

一ノ瀬学 Ichinose Gaku

だ、大丈夫って言っても、あの、その……っ！ E-Even if you’re okay with it―― Um, err…

水嶋ラン Mizushima Ran

（慌てる一ノ瀬先生って、ちょっと……かわいいかも） (I think Ichinose-sensei’s kinda a little cute when he gets all flustered like that...)

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Phantom Thief Hanako-kun AU Story: Chapter 8- The Search For Mitsuba

((Edit: I completely forgot a small recap so allow me to just add 😂))

In case it wasn't clear, this story does have its dark themes...

Enjoy!

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-Last time in the previous chapter...

-Yashiro accepted a missing case from Yako

-Hanako unexpectedly came into Yashiro's apartment with a fever and Yashiro took care of him

-Mitsuba got a visit from Tsukasa

-and Kou got missed calls from Mitsuba

-The story continues!

-The next morning

-Hanako slowly opened his eyes

-He hadn't slept that well and soundly in so long

-As his eyes adjusted to his surroundings

-He started realizing where he was

-That ceiling. This bed. And.

-He looked over to his side

-To what he was holding

-Daikon legs

-Which means

-He looked up to see Yashiro sleeping peacefully

-What kind of weird sleeping position did he take???

-No, that wasn't the point right now!

-He got up letting go of her legs, flustered and touched the top of his head

-His eyes widened

-Gone. His hat's gone.

-He patted himself in search of the jewel he stole during the heist

-That's gone

-He looked down at himself

-He wasn't in his clothes

-All the rustling and movements on the bed woke Yashiro up

-She stirred and got up, still slightly out of it

-As her eyes adjusted, she faced a flustered Hanako who looked at her in horror

-Yashiro: "Hm...? Hanako-kun?"

-Hanako: "Detective, what were you...??? What was I....???"

-He couldn't seem to form the words

-Yashiro snapped out of her sleepy state as she looked at Hanako

-Seeing him getting so flustered was making her blush as well

-They were both on the same bed

-Add that on top of him wearing some of Yashiro's clothes

-Yashiro sure was seeing a new side of him

-Hanako didn't seem to remember all of last night's events, judging from his reaction

-But Yashiro still did

-Yashiro: [flustered] "Nothing happened last night! You were just really sick."

-Hanako: "Oh..."

-He fidgeted

-Hanako: "Could I have my clothes back?"

-Yashiro: "Ah, right!"

-Yashiro gave him his clothes back

-Hanako quickly changed and regained his composure

-He didn't feel any jewel in his clothes

-He must have hidden it away somewhere like he did before

-Hanako: "Well I'd best be on my way"

-Yashiro: "Wait!"

-Yashiro grabbed Hanako on time to stop him from going out the window

-Yashiro: "You're not going to disappear again, are you? We still have that deal. A gentleman should keep his word, no?"

-Honestly at this point, the deal was an excuse so they could hang out more

-Hanako: "Heh~ You remember what I've said before. You want me to still visit?"

-Yashiro: "Yes!"

-There was no hesitation in her reply Hanako noted surprisingly

-Hanako: "...Very well then. I'll come by when I can"

-He doesn't seem to be so bothered anymore? Thank goodness

-Yashiro sighed in relief

-Yashiro: "Oh good. I thought I might have to resort to this."

-She pulled out the jewel which she kept in a box during the clothes swapping

-Hanako looked shocked

-Did that mean he came here immediately after the heist without a care?!

-Wow, he was not thinking straight at all

Hanako: "Oh god I didn't know you're such a savage. You got me"

-Hanako looked down and held his hand to cover his face

-He couldn't stop smiling

-Yashiro: "I can be when I want to! I shouldn't even be doing this but well..."

-Yashiro put the jewel in his hand

-Yashiro: "Here."

-Hanako covered his eyes with his bangs and looked away, turning his back

-Hanako: "Um....thanks. I'll see you some time soon."

-If Yashiro looked closely at him, the back ends of his ears were blushing bright red

-Yashiro: "See you"

-And with that, Hanako took off

-Yashiro got ready to go to Tsuchigomori's detective agency

-She just received a call from Tsuchigomori to come report

-She may still be investigating Yako's case but she should get back to the agency whenever she can in case she's needed

-She's an apprentice learning from Tsuchigomori after all

-Once she arrived at the office, Yako was sitting there annoying Tsuchigomori

-Tsuchigomori: "Don't you have anything better to do?"

-Yako: "I'm worried!"

-Yashiro: "Good morning, Tsuchigomori-sensei! Good morning, Yako-san!"

-Yako: "You're back! Any news? Good news??"

-Yashiro: "Uh I would still need more time to investigate. I'm sorry that I haven't found anything yet."

-Yako: "Ugh you're all useless! Misaki could be suffering at this very moment!"

-Yashiro: [sweatdrops] "Ahahaha...."

-Suddenly, the office door slammed open

-And in came a very worried Kou

-Kou: "SENPAI!"

-Yashiro: "Kou-kun?! What's wrong?"

-Kou: "It's Mitsuba! I don't know where he is!"

-Yashiro: "HUH?!"

-Kou: "He called me a few times last night and I didn't pick up but now when I try to call him back, I don't get a single response!"

-Yashiro: "Wait but this was last night, right? Maybe you're overreacting? He could be busy"

-Kou: "I thought that at first but then I thought about Yokoo and Satou. They haven't been responding to my messages either and they seem to have mysteriously disappeared from the traffic department for a couple days already so I'm worried."

-A bit of background:

-Yokoo and Satou were Kou's police buddies

-They trained together as novice police cadets way back

-Since they transferred to the traffic department, they gave Kou a traffic safety amulet, saying it suited him since it was a pun (The word on the amulet is pronounced "Koutsuu" in Japanese)

-Kou initially wore the amulet around his neck but now wears it on his right ear

-Kou's whistle was also a gift from them when he got promoted to a police officer

-Alright, back to the story!

-Yashiro: "What??"

-Yako: "Wait, what did you say? So, it wasn't just Misaki who disappeared?"

-Kou: "Huh? There's another person missing?"

-Yashiro was puzzled

-Were Kou's missing friends connected with the missing Misaki case?

-It was too early to conclude

-Kou: "Senpai, please! Could you help look for Mitsuba? I don't know about Yakoo and Satou but they're still part of the police force and they got each other so I believe they are able to take care of themselves. Mitsuba though...he doesn't seem to have anyone with him so I want to find him as soon as possible!"

-Yashiro: "Leave it to me!"

-Kou: "Thank you! I'll come along too! I feel responsible"

-Yako: "Hmph, if it's not about Misaki, then I'll just hang here."

-Tsuchigomori: [facepalm] "...I wonder how you're a policewoman"

-Kou and Yashiro left the agency in search for Mitsuba

-They started with places Kou believed Mitsuba would be at

-Then, they just looked around the city

-Kou had a worried look on his face the entire time that Yashiro couldn't help but worry for him

-She tried to think of a conversational topic to get his mind off the case for a bit

-Yashiro: "Kou-kun, I baked some donuts a couple days ago and I was reminded of you since you taught me how to make them"

-Kou: "Oh really? I'm glad that you like that recipe!"

-Well, he smiled a bit. That's good

-Kou and Yashiro ran into Teru in the middle of their investigation

-Yashiro: "Minamoto-senpai!"

-Kou: "Nii-chan!"

-Yashiro: "What are you doing here?"

-Teru: "I'm patrolling this area. What about you two?"

-Kou: "We're looking for Mitsuba! He might be around this area"

-Teru: "Then, let me join you! I may be able to help."

-Yashiro: "Thank you, Minamoto-senpai!"

-Kou: "Thank you, Nii-chan!"

-As always, Teru was so cool!

-But wait

-As Yashiro stared at him, she noticed that she didn't seem to feel as strongly attracted to Teru as before

-But why?

-Maybe because she spent the last couple days worrying her head off about Hanako?

-She did seem to think about Hanako a lot lately and when it comes to him, she gets flustered easily....

-........What?

-Wait why does that sound like...?

-No. Perish that thought.

-It was stupid.....right?

-Oh gosh, maybe she should talk to Aoi about this

-Yashiro crushed on a lot of hot guys in the past and Hanako just didn't apply to that category in her terms

-So it was really strange

-As the three searched, Teru stopped them at one point

-Teru: "Maybe it's better if we split up to cover more ground. We could widen our search and then come back to a spot together when we're done. Whoever finds Mitsuba could bring him over."

-Kou: "Ah! Sounds good, Nii-chan! The city does have a lot of people so it should be alright. Senpai, what do you think?"

-Yashiro snapped out of her zoning out

-Yashiro: "Huh? Oh yeah, sure. We could do that."

-Teru: "Then, let's meet back at that statue over there in half an hour. That should be enough time to cover this part of the area"

-Yashiro & Kou: "Got it!"

-And so, they split up and Yashiro was left to investigate one part of the area on her own

-She found there were back alleys in some sections so she decided to have a look into them

-She's a detective's apprentice so she should be able to handle this

-As she searched however, she felt a pair of eyes watching her

-And they gave her the chills

-Yashiro: "W-who's there?!"

-No response

-She suddenly had vivid flashbacks to that time with Tsukasa

-She still hadn't gotten over that

-And before she knew it, she was getting a bit scared as she walked through the back alley

-She's got to pull herself together

-The longer she felt herself being watched though, the more scared she got

-She started running and she didn't know where she was now

-Yashiro: "Kou-kun! Minamoto-senpai!"

-Now, she was yelling for them

-As she turned the corner, she bumped into someone and fell down

-Yashiro: "Oof!"

-"Detective! Are you alright?"

-That voice. That nickname.

-She looked up

-Yashiro: "Hanak--"

-She immediately shushed when she realized Hanako wasn't alone and he wasn't even in his uniform

-Hanako was actually dressed up as Hana from before

-And nearby she saw Mitsuba

-Yashiro: "Mitsuba-kun!"

-Mitsuba: "Daikon-senpai!"

-Not so long after Yashiro found Mitsuba, Kou and Teru came running towards them

-Kou: "Senpai!"

-Yashiro: "Kou-kun! Minamoto-senpai!"

-Kou: "You weren't at the statue by the agreed time so we--"

-Kou then spotted Mitsuba

-Kou: "MITSUBA!"

-Kou proceeded to tackle and hug Mitsuba

-Mitsuba: "Minamoto-kun?!"

-Kou: "MITSUBA I WAS SO WORRIED!"

-Mitsuba: "Ah...I figured you would be. I tried to call you before but you weren't picking up so I left a voicemail."

-Kou: "Oh. I didn't check that. Oops."

-Mitsuba: "Stupid."

-Kou: "But wait, then why weren't you picking up my calls??"

-Mitsuba: "I had my phone turned off! I may have also left it behind. Did it not click for you that I am busy? I tried to let you know that!"

-Kou: "Mitsuba...I thought you went missing"

-Mitsuba: "What? Are you worried that my cuteness would get me kidnapped? I hope you don't plan on handcuffing me and you together again!"

-Kou: "That was a misunderstanding! I thought you were a criminal! And I didn't know how it worked at the time"

-Mitsuba: "I was being an undercover journalist! I can't believe you didn't even have the key to unlock them and we were stuck together for some time. AH YOU PERVERT!"

-Kou: "That again?!"

-Yashiro: "Ahem...you guys could squabble about that later?"

-Kou: "Oh sorry. I forgot you guys were there. Thank you Senpai for the help! You're the best! And of course Nii-chan too!....Oh Hana! You're also here! We meet again!"

-Hanako: "Ah yes! It's nice to see you again!...."

-Hanako was sweating under Teru's glare who was eyeing him suspiciously

-Hanako: "Well I got to leave so I'll get going now. Bye bye!"

-Hanako left the scene, everyone watching him go

-Mitsuba was recalling their conversation earlier:

[Earlier]

-Mitsuba: "You can drop the act now. We're alone. I know it's you, Hanako."

-Hanako: "Oh? Did you just figure it out?"

-Mitsuba: "No. I knew it was you the moment I inspected your face at Daikon-senpai's apartment. Minamoto-kun may be an idiot but you can't fool me. Don't underestimate me."

-Hanako: "Heh~ but you didn't say anything."

-Mitsuba: "I didn't say anything because I figured Daikon-senpai didn't want to reveal you. I do care for her, for your information. And Minamoto-kun...I don't know if I want him to know"

-Hanako: "So why did you drag me out here then? If not to arrest me?"

-Mitsuba: "I wanted to ask you something personal. I noticed it before but I didn't mention it."

-Hanako: "And what's that?"

-Mitsuba: "Why are there bandages underneath your clothes? In my photos of you, I could spot a glint of them now and then when the wind is strong enough to reveal more of your skin."

-Hanako: "Oh? Are you concerned for my well-being, gentleman?"

Mitsuba: "No. I do not care for you at all. If anything, I do not even want to associate with you. The only reason I'm even bothering is because Minamoto-kun is worried about you and Daikon-senpai seems to be protecting you for some reason."

Hanako: "In that case, I assure you I'm perfectly fine. No bandages here."

Mitsuba: "...Let me rephrase that. Why WERE there bandages underneath your clothes back then? Even if you say that, the times you had bandages were infrequent and unusual. There were times you did have them and times you didn't. They don't seem ordinary to me and I don't think you got hurt that badly during your heists. Those bandages seemed almost as if to say you got hurt...on purpose."

-An eerie silence followed

-Hanako: "Do you really want to know that badly?"

-Mitsuba felt some odd terror

-That's when Yashiro bumped into Hanako

-So, Mitsuba didn't quite get his answer but there was definitely something going on

-As he pondered while they walked out the alleyway, he felt like he was being watched

-He turned in the direction he felt them

-But then it was gone

-Was it his imagination?

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-Hanako was back at his hideout where a bunch of Mokke were playing around

-He was in the middle of thinking

-While he noted that Mitsuba was quite a sharp and observant boy, there was also something else on his mind

-Yashiro was looking for Kou and Teru before she bumped into him

-And she seemed very close to Kou

-Hanako was wondering when Yashiro started calling Kou "Kou-kun" instead of "Minamoto-kun"

-It didn't bother him before but now suddenly, it did

-He thought of when Kou was being all cheery with Yashiro

-A sharp pain went through his chest

-Mokke: Something smells

-The Mokke started inching away from Hanako

-His heart was aching and he didn't get why

#toilet bound hanako kun #jibaku shounen hanako kun #hananene #tbhk #jshk #hanako kun #yashiro nene #mitsuba sousuke #minamoto kou #minamoto teru #jshk au

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needyoulikeaheartbeet · 4 years

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FOLKLORE FIRST THOUGHTS

ft. very little editing LONG SONGS! LONG SONGS! AESTHETIC TITLE! 63 MINUTES!

1. the 1

PIANO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! omg her voice is so soft if you wanted me you really shouldve showed IF YOU NEVER BLEED YOURE NEVER GONNA GROW OMG ALREADY A BANGER LINE OMG HOW SHE SINGS THE BRIDGE YESSSSSS THATS CATCHYYY

2. cardigan*

DEEP VOICE SULTRY OOOOOOOOOO the piano reminds me of jazz the IIIII hand under my sweatshirt baby kiss it better omg this is sexi ? OMGGGGGGGGGGGG wow the chorus and when I felt like I was an old cardigan under someone’s bed you put me on and said i was your favourite WOW playing hide and seek part omg her voice the IIIII part is sooooooooo nice omg this is hot but sad but like NICE THE STRINGS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! JADORE TELLEMENT you drew stars around my scars but now im bleeding THE STRINGS THE CHORUS THIS IS SO GOOOOOOOD IM CRYING PETER LOSING WENDY this is tugging on my heart strings... that bridge... wow... im literally crying tears rolled down my cheeks wow that was so beautiful im still crying LOL

3. the last great american dynasty

oo that twang-y in the distance im still crying from cardigan sorry all her what friends? was that bleeped? LOL [The clean version of the album on Spotify was available for me before the explicit version] omg how she sangboys you can HEAR her smiling i love it so much my precious bean THESE STORYTELLING LYRICS I NEED TO RELISTEN TO IT ALL STARLIGHT VIBES? omg i had a marvelous tiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiime <3

4. exile (FEAT BON IVER!!!! OMG?!!!)*

i love how much piano there is in this taylor i love it thank u WHAT A RICH VOICE youre not my homeland anymore?? so what am i defending nwo? im baby STRINGS!!!! <3 this reminds me of the last time kinda duet i cri balancing on breaking bridges im not your problem anymore so who am i offending omg wow her voice is so pretty i gave so many <3

5. my tears ricochet

omg the intro is nice is that her voice? or keyboard voices i didnt have it in myself to go with grace that electronic voice during chorus reminded me of getaway car... i c u jack + the beat... in the bridge wait wake? I NEED LYRICS TO FOLLOW ALONG SKFSKDFNS TOO DISTRACTED AND CONSUMED BY THE MUSIC [I was indeed distracted and not following the lyrics so I thought the wake was connected to one of the previous songs gskng I was like who died omg dummy]

6. mirrorball

ooo this sounds pretty from the start this sounds like a gem i find on youtube at 2 am when no one is around my dear! oooo i like AW SHINING JUST FOR YOU! IN HER HIGHEST HEELS, LOVE? That's so cute i can change eerything about me to try to fit in is SO relatable her vocals r so pretti aw this song makes me smile, the bridge was v cute [Little did I know when I’d relisten and read the lyrics that this song is not one to make you smile ma’am]

7. seven

this is different! this doesnt even sound like her omg but its so nice omg the verse hehe cute THE STRINGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS YES big fan aw is this from kids pov? pirates poor lil bb sweet tea in the summer, cross my heart wont tell no other

this is different but beautiful

8. august

oooo yes another youtube sounding gem with the quality of the music and her voice oh wow how she sang more OMG YES louder THIS IS NICE twisting in bed sheets aw cause u were never mine oh wow after second chorus the MUSIC YES THIS IS SO NICE IM SO HAPPY AND CONSUMED one ting? huh? cancel plans in case you call... omg

MEET ME BEHIND THE MALL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! you werent mine to lose aw... this song i like a lot

omg the story telling im crying i missed this so much it reminds me of fearless era this is so wow tat resumed loudly LOL i laff but omg this is like happy but sad at the same time THE STRINGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS I CANT THIS MUSIC IS SO NICE I WANT IT TO CONSUME ME AND JUST LISTEN TO IT FOREVER like an instrumental version. just driving. even this version. this was so nice. i missed storytelling like this. i adore

9. this is me trying

i like dis so far yes, another youtube gem ORCHESTRA my words shoot to kill when im mad i have a lo of regrets about that sphere omg at least im trying!!! wow ma'am that was so pretty ???? the build up to the bridge wow jack?

10. illicit affairs*

beautiful guitar, wow omg yes those vocals?? lil guys? or is that guitar i like oh wow yeah def an illicit affair huh this is pretty folk dis make me sad but excellent storytelling omg

clandestine meetings ooooo the BRIDGE YES omg !!!! youve shown me colours that you know i cant see with anyone else you taught me a secret language i cant speak with anyone else OWWWWWWW

11. invisible string

this is fun to dance to its so cute bad blood ? *side eye emoji* prechorus is really nice and catchy her voice is so nice ugh i like this bridge <3 is this about joe? chains around my demons one single thread of gold tied me to you!!!! centennial park blues then purple pink skies! lover <3

12. mad woman

nice piano and strings the beat o wow i hate you forever (... is this clean? fuck you forever?) UPDATE IT IS FUCK YOU FOREVER WOO! omg you found something to wrap your noose around w o w, that's so powerful women like hunting witches too; omg wanting me dead has brought you two together wow but when she sang it wow i love watching you climb over people like me wow this is pain :( the vocals in the background are so nice and add to the feeling it makes my tummy sad :(

those back vocals make me think she can still sing safe and sound live one day maybe so tha tmakes me happy though

13. epiphany

the intro feels like an epiphany lemme tell ya i close my eyes thats nice i dont understand whats happening i need lyrics to follow along but it sounds nice strings <3 does this have to do with the wake? the outro is so soothing british accent?

14. betty

country! this is country! COUNTRY! OMG SHES SINGING COUNTRY!!!!!!!!!!!!! TOO!!!!!!! LIKE ACCENT! OMG the classic storytelling... taylors so good at this my god the worst thing that i ever did was what i did to you PARDY music between chorus and bridge UGH YES JAMES! YESSSS THE SOLO BREAKDOWN yes the only thing i wanna do is make it up to you i showed up at your party? aw! (and then you kicked me out LOL) will you have me will you love me will you kiss me on the porch aw shes so talented wtf. man aw standing in your cardigan kissing in my car again stopped at a street light you know i miss you aw [this was the clear trio clue lol]

15. peace

omg that guitar yes sexi rich deep yez thats so nice

that was catchy omg (when she started) OMG IT IS CENSORED...... i talk * with my friends? GIVE US THE UNCENSORED GOODIES CMON!!! oh i just saw the one thats explicit CLOWNS TO THE WEST WEY IT US aw the rains always gonna come when youre standing with me

16. hoax

so simple, vocals and piano wowie omg best laid plan around there the STRINGS are stunning. seriously stunning wow im obsessed this is nice sad feels the guitar added agh yes omg im gonna cry it still hurts beneath my scars when tey pulled me apart im cryin.... that part im cryin!!!!!!!!! THIS WHOLE BIT the background vocals are stunning her voice :( the stirngs :( the piano :( the guitar :( the simplicity :( me saying okay and nodding while crying

Note. The asterisk was me trying to decode which songs were part of the trio, but I kind of lost track and got confused once we hit Betty / I was too distracted by it being country hahaha

#folklore #first listen #personal #taylor swift #taylor swift folklore #folklore taylor swift #taylurking #taylornation #taylor nation

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royallyprincesslilly · 4 years

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Title: Convince Me To Go {4}

AU Chris Evans x Reader

Warning: Mild Cursing, Slow Burn

Words: 2.5k

Summary: When we run away, we’re usually running from something. This time you may have run toward it instead.

Note: Welp. 🤷🏾‍♀️ I hope you enjoy this.

***Loosely Edited/Proofread***

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“Oh my god.” Your jaw was dropped and you were spinning around gawking at the two additional stories above you.

“Yep.”

“Oh my god. Are you serious, prince puppy?”

“As serious as bad head.” Your head snapped to him before you kneeled over and laughed your ass off.

“Oh wait, you found that funny?”

You couldn’t stop laughing long enough to get an answer out, all you could do was nod your head. He smiled and chuckled along with you.

“Oh wow, that’s—great. The last woman I told that joke to said I had a crude sense of humor, told me to grow up.”

You laughed louder and tried to catch your breath. He didn’t mind the eyes of the people as they walked around the two of you. After almost two minutes you finally stopped and stood up.

“Oh my god. Wow. I’ll tell you a secret, I love crude jokes, it’s a naughty habit.”

“Naughty? That’s what you call naughty? Wow, I think we should part ways here fancy, I think I might taint you.”

You snorted and playfully rolled your eyes.

“I can’t tell you the last time I was in a candy store.”

“This is not just any ol’ candy store. This is three levels of sugary heaven. They have every single candy under one roof,” he boasted.

“Every candy?”

“Every candy,” he confidently repeated

You looked to be contemplating something as you wandered further into the store looking around at the shelves that held different kinds of candy. You looked like a kid in a literal candy store.

“The best part is you can try every candy here, but you have to try only one piece,” he informed.

You took up one of the tongs and dipped into a clear container of pink and orange sherbet colored gobs. You placed it into your mouth and moaned.

“Oh my god, this is good. It tastes like pink lemonade and rainbow sherbet all in one.” You moaned again and he smiled and took one of the sugar balls and chewed. He nodded his agreement; you were right about the taste.

“Good taste buds.”

“Not your favorite huh.”

“Nope.” He walked off leaving you to follow behind.

“Tell you what, let’s play a game,” he suggested.

“What kind of game prince puppy?” He smiled again. You knew he must have been tired of the name and it brought you joy.

“Find my favorite candy and I’ll find your favorite.”

“Uhh—in a store of thousands of different candy?” He nodded with an even bigger smile.

“Ummm, well that sounds like torture. Why would I do that? What’s in it for me?”

“Wow, silly humans and gratification,” he teased. You rolled your eyes but smiled.

“Three guesses, the winner gets to choose what they want.”

“So anything I want?”

“If you win yes, anything within moderation. You can’t say a million dollars because honey I just don’t have that kind of cash.”

“Eh, money is overrated,” you muttered.

“Spoken like a woman who’s had too much of it her entire life.”

Your eyes locked and neither of you dared back down. After almost a minute he was the one to look away.

“So, do we have a deal?” He held out his hand and you thought about it. looking down to his hand you wanted to touch it even if you didn’t strike the deal. You bit your bottom lip and peered up into his cerulean eyes that held a hint of seductiveness and flirtation. As you stared you took his hand and shook it.

“You have a deal prince puppy.” You then walked off and carefully assessed the contents of the store. “Meet you on the top floor in thirty,” you called out over your shoulder.

He smiled warmly, he loved a challenge and you were a challenge, a mysterious challenge. As he roamed aisle after aisle he thought about your tastes all night. You liked coconut rum, a lot and just now you liked that sweet fruity candy. if he were a guessing man he’d guess you preferred things with a fruity flavor, that narrowed things down but not by much when he thought about the fact the store housed thousands of fruity choices. He wasn’t going to give up though or let on that he was a little lost. With fruity in mind, he decided hard candy was probably a good place to start, so that’s where he went.

You, on the other hand, went right to the soft candy, the chewy stuff. For some reason, you thought this was the right way to go. There was nothing from the night you could use as a good estimated guess. Gin didn’t taste like candy, it tasted like gasoline to you. His breakfast food choices didn’t give anything away either until you stopped and remembered he poured the syrup that was a mixture of two. You didn’t remember what the mixture was though. Without an idea, you perused the shelves and scanned them all thinking of what he may like.

After fifteen minutes you had two possible choices, sour candy straws otherwise known as Sour Powers, and nerds. Who didn’t like Nerds, you thought? Before you knew it your thirty minutes was almost up, and you still had one more to pick. You nonchalantly took a few pieces of the butterscotch hard candies, paid for your assortment and hurried to the top floor.

When you got there, you saw him standing there watching you climb the last step. He tapped his wrist and shook his head.

“Fuckity, fuck.” Everyone around you looked at you as if you were insane.

He let out a loud laugh that echoed throughout the floor, it was a contagious one and soon you were laughing with him. The two of you laughed as if you had not one care in the world. When you finished you slid to the floor and leaned against the glass encloser for the stair railing. He slid beside you and sighed out. “Wow.”

“It’s not my fault I’m late, I don’t have a watch and you made me turn off my phone.”

“Oh whatever, there are clocks posted around this place and you could have easily asked anyone you passed. You’re late. It’s a clear forfeit.”

Your jaw dropped as you stared at him. his eyes dropped to your mouth and he licked his lips. It was a nice mouth.

“Not fair prince puppy.” You pouted and crossed your arms like a child and waited for him to change his mind.

“I’m not going to change my mind. Fair is fair, fancy.”

You groaned and sighed out.

“So, I’m the winner by default,” he announced.

“You’re the winner by bullshit fine print which is technically cheating. You’re the bullshit winner.” You didn’t mean for it to sound salty, but it did, and he picked up on it and laughed again.

“Wow. You’re a sore loser.”

When you didn’t respond he caved. “Fine, I am the winner, it’s established and accepted but I do want to see the candy you picked out, go on present.”

You rolled your eyes and peeked into one of the three white confection bags you held. You decided to go with the Nerds first. He took the bag and took them out and smiled.

“Nerds, yess. I love Nerds.”

“So they’re your favorite?”

“No, not my favorite, but loved all the same.” He opened the box and took a palmful and tossed them into his mouth then moaned. “So good. It’s been a minute since I’ve had these.” He looked at the box and nodded his head before he looked to you. “What’s next?”

You handed him one of the bags without looking. When he dug in it he produced the package of Sour Power. His eyes lit up.

“No way. Do you know what these are?” You nodded and smiled at his excited demeanor.

“Oh my god, I haven’t had these since middle school. I used to bring these to trade on the playground. My dad could always get the good flavors so I’d produce them, and the other kids would give me really cool stuff in exchange. The clincher is my dad is a dentist, so he was giving me candy.” His smile was wide as he played through the nostalgia. You smiled with him and felt some sort of pull to him. Right now, he seemed relatable.

“So you were the quintessential definition of a drug dealer in middle school.”

“Drug dealer?”

“Uh yeah, drugs don’t have to be just the illegal kinds. A drug is a substance that is addictive and can cause maladaptive health concerns. So Sour Powers, diabetes, obesity, cavities, you name it. It’s the best-known gateway drug.”

He laughed loudly again, and you smiled and leaned your head back against the glass. His laugh drew tens of eyes, but you didn’t care because it was doing other things to you.

“Wow, yeah. I guess I was a drug dealer. The fluffy white stuff.” More eyes flew to you and you couldn’t help but laugh. They probably thought he was talking about cocaine.

“Not coke people, the other white stuff.” He laughed again and dropped his head onto your shoulder. The action was unexpected but not unwelcomed.

“You are a bad influence,” you added. He looked at you and you met his eyes.

“Are you complaining?” thinking about his question you looked over his face until your eyes landed on his lips. The air between you felt heavy and supercharged, almost electric.

“No,” you whispered. His eyes fell to your lips also and his head moved half an inch toward yours. It was almost missed but you caught it and the sweet smell of his breath, it smelled like the Nerds he’d just had. you knew his mouth would be sweet.

“Attention shoppers, we’ll be closing in fifteen minutes.”

With the start of the announcement the two of you pulled back and looked away until it was finished. He took a straw and held one out to you.

“Thanks.” You chewed it and savored the sweet and sour taste. You loved Sour Powers as a kid too. “I’m guessing it’s not your favorite.”

He smiled and shook his head. “No, but again, loved all the same.” you nodded feeling like you’d struck out.

“Don’t be discouraged, you have one more try. Let’s see it.” you handed him the last bag and he dug out the hard butterscotch candy. a smile tickled his lips but for the most part, he was unreadable.

“Butterscotch. Interesting choice.” He popped one in his mouth and looked off to the shoppers who walked before you. He didn’t speak again, instead, he held out one of the white bags to you. You took it and pulled out skittles. You smiled warmly.

“You seem to like fruity flavors; skittles are the epitome of fruity flavors.” You tore open the bag and dropped a few in. they were good.

“I like skittles.”

“Ah, like, not love. Okay. Next.” He handed you another bag. This time you took out a blow pop. Your eyes lit up. you loved blow pops. You ripped off the wrapper and smiled as you tasted the cherry goodness.

“Mmm, I love blow pops. My god, I used to put these in my buns going to school. At the start of the day, I’d have four and by the end, I was left with one. Lots of memories with this thing.” When you looked at him you saw his eyes on your mouth as you twirled the sweet treat between your puckered lips. You had an idea where his mind was, men were easy. Playing up the fetish you pulled the lollipop from your mouth and produced a “pop” then you stuck your tongue out and licked it. his eyebrows shot up and you caught a sultry look hidden in his eyes.

He cleared his throat and looked away and looked as if he were struggling for a minute.

“You okay?” Smiling he nodded.

“So, favorite?”

“No.” He nodded again and handed you the last bag. You held the lollipop in your mouth at your cheek and the imprint produced a bubble under your skin. When you put your hand in you took a peek and smirked. Pulling it out you held a soft caramel chew. He’d actually found it.

“Caramels.” You took the lollipop out and put one in your mouth and moaned a little too loudly and heartily. You could feel his smile.

“Ladies and gentlemen we have a winner!” he stood and did a victory dance that was atrocious. You laughed and shook your head.

“You’re ridiculous. How did you know?”

He shrugged and held his hand out for you. Taking it he easily pulled you up. “I don’t know. It—seemed right. Who doesn’t like caramels?” You smiled and sighed.

“Fine. You got it.”

“Don’t be a sore loser. You would have won too.”

Your eyes shot to his, he was smiling again like the Cheshire cat.

“What? I found it didn’t I?”

“Butterscotch.”

You grunted and pushed him. “Oh my god, I would have won anyway.”

“If only you weren’t late.” He shrugged but didn’t look as if he felt any sympathy for you.

“All right, I will take this technical lose like a woman. What do you want?”

He stared at you contemplatively for a few moments then placed another butterscotch into his mouth. “I want a new name.”

It was your turn to laugh loudly.

“Of all the things to want and get that is what you wanted the most?”

A caddish look washed over his face and he took a step to you. “What exactly did you have in mind?” You rolled your eyes.

“Doesn’t matter. You chose a new name. Okay. What name do you want prince puppy?”

“You pick it, but I have to like it.” The two of you began walking down the steps as you thought about all the possible choices.

“Candy ass?”

He snorted and laughed again. “Definitely not, there is nothing candy about my ass.”

“Hmm, Candyman?”

“No, no, no. My god, I was terrified of that movie when I was a kid,” he exclaimed.

“Oh my god, me too. That and the other one that should never be named.”

“Which one? The one with pins—”

“In his face? Yes!” He nodded along with you and you could have hugged him. No one in your circle felt the same. they just laughed and teased you about it. He was you and you were him.

You walked down the remainder of the steps in silence. When you stepped outside once again you sighed and looked at him.

“Okay, okay, okay, fine. You win. White prince.”

His eyes widened and you could have fallen to the ground laughing.

“Wow.”

“What? You wanted prince back in the bar, I gave it to you.”

“And the white part?”

“Sugar, the other white stuff.” He smiled then rubbed his bearded chin and jaw.

“Oh man. You’re not going to make this easy for me are ya?”

You looked him right into his eyes and shook your head. “I’ve never been easy, white prince. If easy is what you want, you’ve got the wrong one.” He slowly licked his bottom lip and gave you a flirtatious smile.

“Good thing I like torture.” He walked away down the street. “Come on fancy, there’s still hope.”

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achieveandhunt · 4 years

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live typing extra life 2019

warning: this a fucking LONG post. if you plan on reading it all, godspeed.

i typed all of this as it was happening on stream so this gets progressively less coherent as i grow more sleep deprived. prepare yourselves. i may or may not go off topic at some points

larry vehemently vomiting pure malic acid. we’re off to a great start

what the fuck the soggy ass popcorn in that ranch jesus christ

lindsay in the song from AH the musical. i love her so much

jeremy going YAAAAAAY after someone eats a cursed oreo

matt getting AGGRESSIVELY kissed by larry

“this kiss this kiss” before geoff and jack kiss

geoff “i’m from alabama” ramsey

THIS FUCKING RANCH SEGMENT HAS ME GAGGING

jeremy “the alcohol demon the whiskey goblin” dooley

alfredo “you wont believe what the white people did today” diaz

DUSK BOYS DUSK BOYS DUSK BOYS GET THAT DICK ESSENCE

wait why does it sound like wonderwall

they look like characters from the matrix

the speaking parts. make my teeth hurt

in conclusion: they weren’t kidding abt the tight pants

okay everyone get ready for eric soundboard spamming YEAH BABEY

“hi i’m from broadcast and i don’t want to be here” they represent themselves well

also, let’s take a second to appreciate broadcast here!! they have a really tough job and don’t get a ton of credit. lots of love to all of broadcast!!! you guys are awesome

i am: foreseeing problems with this eric sound board

which one is eric?? will the real eric please stand up?? was the real eric the one we found along the way??

“i’m... just really worried that i won’t ever find love-” “i really don’t care”

WHY DO THEY HAVE THAT ON THE SOUNDBOARD (what does that apply to? whatever it is you’re thinking of, but mostly “daddy wants some”)

ooh someone’s about to get a fReE tongue piercing from a pineapple

god dammit i went to the bathroom for thirty seconds and now they’re eating chad’s chest hair

owie the shock collar and belly slap look painful, but drinking natty light from a shoe? that’s a true punishment

“and this roast was brought to you by meundies”

ah yes what better way is there to end a segment than people throwing up

“man action” oh no

THROBERT MULVEINY

K A R B is blind in T W O of her eyes

“my last name is cottagecheese”

I HAVE A PIECE OF METAL SHOVED UP MY A S S

chris has somehow managed to lose 23 years of age and roughly 412 pounds

“just open throat like baby bird” who the fuck is writing this and why is it jeremy

jon. jon you’re breathing in adam’s ass fumes

a summary of this segment: ass and cottage cheese

BARB IS HERE I REPEAT BARB IS HERE

“to fitness” -starts choking-

final fitness coach: tad, here to workout your issues so they can beat you into submission

“will you buy my wet” well i don’t see that on the raffle items

we’re back folks & i’m loving this walk around segment

moonball wall and gavin&michael will soon be reunited can we get an F in the chat

jeremy getting a borderlands tattoo is very on brand

what’s extra life without a little satan

“starvation army, putting lead back into paint, increasing childhood obesity” people in chat: TAKE MY MONEY

chris “i’m doing a different hole” demarais

ah yes. the game we all play in hell: twister

nobody edit chris getting mustard shot down his throat. i’m scarred enough from the original clip

oh fuck. oh god. the mayo. oh god what the fuck is up with the misuse of condiments this year

this just in: a human soul costs roughly $12,700

D̷̯͑̆̈́͝Õ̸̲͎̥̬͈̬̙͕̲G̸̢̧̠͉͚̙̲̙̓̔̀̇S̷̥̀́͆̈́̇̀ ̶̣̞̗͚̬̭̖̦͇̈́̎̈́̿̓̈́͆̒̋D̷̙̟̩̫͉̺̐̊̚Ö̶̥́̋́̓ͅĜ̵̞̌͋̏̉̌̕͝͝S̵̤̹̣̫̮̻͛̍̑̕͝͝ ̷̧̨̞̙̥̟̜͍̉̍̑̏̇̀̾D̴̻̮̩̯͓͉̖͎̘͐̒͋̓̉͝ͅỎ̶̰͓̳̥͑̅͛͊̒͐͊͘̚G̵̩̻̦̥̠̃̔Ş̶̹͚̩̱͖̀͆͘ ̸̢̢͇̻͔̗̺̼͖̱̏̾̔̚D̴̨̨̫̙̃̾̋̾̆̓̓Ớ̷̡͓͎͊G̶̱̣̣̰̝̖̰̗̓͐̐̊͋̀͊̀̕͝Ş̷̩̺̬̖͙̺̟͗̈́͒͗̀̑́́̕͠ ̷̡͈̼̲͈̳̫̺̝̈́̋͌͗̒ͅD̸̨̬̞̪̗̘̄̑͆̿̈́͘͠͝O̸̡̡͇͕̻͎͍͉̅̌͗̄͌̑̉̔͂̎Ḡ̸͙̟̪̞̬̬͕͐̈̏S̶̝̪̼̮̠̜̭̳͖̘̑

urine: to help with aerodynamics

jon: maya, speak! maya: *the smallest arwoo*

today’s mvp: any dog. pick one. no matter which you pick, you’re right

how the fuck did blaine change back from satan so quickly

barb as a cat is... my new sleep paralysis demon

blaine: barbara speak! barbara: climate change is real

#dogsforkids

this just in: extra life killed my wifi

we’re back & kdin is in the business of killing people with spice. she is the spice queen

queue six thousand well-timed 1337 donations

HOLY SHIT THAT’S COLIN FROM WHOSE LINE IS IT ANYWAY

hmm “questionable liquids” is very... questionable

trevor: oh there’s four of them! we all get to join in the Fuckkkk

“what’s your favorite kind of candy” “any meat”

i like pickles and i would rather rip my eyebrows off than drink the juice so i feel for trevor

the only thing worse than drinking apple cider vinegar is shooting it out of your nose

“can you feel the love tonight” “i used to and that’s the problem”

“flubs every word man” damn, really missed the chance to say captain hair

jeremy not being able to intentionally flub his words is so fucking funny

OK BOOMER

wow i can feel my blood pressure spike just watching these shots

Xavier Woods is here and he wants to know if it’s Christmas

miles doesn’t know what a question is

WHERE’S YOUR HAIR

oh no. oh no helping hands is next. everyone clear a splash zone

CHEF MIKE CHEF MIKE CHEF MIKE

miles bossing around chef mike is priceless

“you leave that fucking dough on the floor”

“you wanna slam your hands down on the table” *pizza sauce goes flying everywhere*

HOEDOWN HOEDOWN HOEDOWN jesus why do i keep doing that

“If Colin Mochrie is listening, I’ll see you here next year” OH FUCK YEAH

--- this is when i take a break so my soul can return to my body (aka i have work to turn in. college will never not be a pain in my ass) ---

oh god dammit i missed all of Always Open. fuck college who needs a medical degree

so... we have some very interesting things happening in family feud and i’m not sure if i like any of them

hmm. is now the time to get drunk

oily twist feels very... ominous

what do you mean you don’t remember gandalf having a taser in lord of the rings?

someone in the chat said “big stupid sleeping thing is what my parents called me in high school”

i think i’m blacking out what’s going on i don’t remember the past two hours

ah yes. voldemort and snape having a talk show together sounds exactly like something J.K. Rowling would make a spinoff book or show or porno of

can we just talk about how much shit chris has been doing this year? what a guy. what a dude

“coldy with voldy” actually means getting knocked the fuck out cold because you only got three hours of sleep last night and you don’t want to miss chef mike and lindsay cooking

this snape poem is summarized by one phrase: “that was terrible sit the fuck down” (sorry chris)

“let’s destroy a weasley” enter chad

fucking called it

“you smell poor” i need a caffeine drip

heh the wheel spins are at 69 heh nice

i’m a grown ass woman

welcome to a section called: we torture chad for your entertainment

“who wants us to kill weasley?” *massive cheers from the audience*

“wait weasley step away from the wideshot so i can masturbate to this later”

“i’m not gonna rub my eye mom”

oh they’re really gonna kill chad on stream huh

i felt that chest slap in my soul

i think i felt my own ribs crack

oh fucking

tumblr deleted my thoughts on the fanfic section

alright. fine. brief summary: my teeth are burning

my mom lindsay is on next and i’m so excited but i’m nearing the point of loopiness so things will go downhill dramatically from here

this is my fucking fourth extra life, you would think i’d be smart enough to sleep the night before

LINDSAY LINDSAY LINDSAY THAT’S MY MOM

JEREMY JEREMY JERE- wait a second... did jeremy get taller

oH CHEF MIKE CHEF MIKE CHEF MIKE

i hope Xavier comes back next year because he’s funny as fuck

m y a t t

oh god the mcdonald’s shade i’m rolling

lindsay “who’s the chef here” jones

chef mike mentioned mayo and i involuntarily gagged

chef mike clowning the big mac. i’m crying

he made the right choice with ryan bc i’ve seen his cooking stream(s) and it’s nothing if not great content

i heARD A MICHAEL JONES

“lindsay you haven’t done anything but warm up cookies so far” “yeah and?? you’re welcome”

you know that classic snack. slightly warm oreos

JEREMY THE LIQUOR GOBLIN DOOLEY IS BACK

oh god him screeching across set is making me cry laughing

why does it remind me of trevor’s voice cracks in the one minecraft ep where they’re singing the lion king

the biggest spoon for the smallest shot glass

i just realized we’re not even halfway through yet and i’m scared for the length of this list i’m gonna end up falling asleep involuntarily at some point

lindsay no your teeth are going to errode from that shot in your mouth

well timed leet donation #1829495

this gorden ramsey bit is so fucking good

jack: what do you think of the arugala? matt: i don’t even know what you said

iT’s NoT jUsT tWo CoOkIeS miCHeAL

jeremy and michael just chillin amidst the choas is exactly my demeanor at any party i’ve ever been to

lindsay scores: ryan = 7 because diet coke, matt = still eating lindsay’s meal so it’s a 10, xavier = also still eating it so it’s an 8. total: 25

“deep fry everything but a remote control”

chef mike scores: ryan = 9 for no death, matt = greens are present, words were said, score is 8. xavier = Gourmet Mcdonald’s, food is edible, score is 8. total: 25

oh fuck it’s a tie

now they fight to the death. death = doing as many shots as possible

i think we’re all going to need liver transplants after tonight

no jesus please don’t vomit oh goD oh fUc k please- oh thank god

okay i’m making a part two this is too much

#extra life 2019 #i’m going for full 24 hours this year #rooster teeth #achievement hunter #jeremy dooley #michael jones #lindsay jones #jack pattillo #geoff ramsey #gavin free #ryan haywood #matt bragg #alfredo diaz #trevor collins #fiona nova #i regret everything in my life that has led to this moment

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a new year’s resolution | qian kun

summary: where you go out with friends to welcome in the new year, but you never expected to welcome something - or rather, someone - else.

pairing: qian kun x reader

word count: 3.3k/3365 words

genre: fluff. just fluff. pure fluff

format: dot points (still not experienced enough yet :|)

warnings: none unless mild to moderate swearing and total drunks aren’t your thing (also not edited oh dear) (and ooc kun cuz i suck at this ok)

author’s note: tHIS WAS MEANT TO BE FINISHED LAST WEEK BUT STUFF CAME UP SO IT’S HELLA LATE AAA but anyway at first i wasn’t entirely sure what member to write about, but then i remembered how sm didn’t even release a happy birthday post to kun (jan 1). so i thought that i can dedicate this to kun. happy (extremely belated) birthday to the butter-for-our-ears vocalist, angel and mum, kun! (also y/f/n means your friend’s name)

EDIT: just realised there was a whole section missing (i realised after a month because i didn’t want to read back on this - thing - until now) and without it the oneshot didn’t flow, so i added it in. hope it all clears things up!

11:19 pm

before this story starts imma explain sum stuff

first of all: bless kun

second of all: appreciate kun

third of all: say happy birthday to kun

oh and this is an au where the nct members aren’t idols so don’t expect to see saesangs or fans with their cameras out taking a photo of every move they make being mentioned in here

aaand i’m rambling so with that out of the way lez go

laughing at a friend’s joke, you lifted your right hand which held your phone, causing the screen to turn on

“gEEz okay then”

the bright, white light emitted from it shocked your eyes, making you blink furiously

when you could finally see without being partially blinded, you quickly checked the time and placed your phone face-down next to you

“what’s the time?” y/f/n asked, chin on your shoulder

not bothered to check again, you just say “11:19” and then leaned your head on theirs

“can you believe that 2018 is ending?”

“yep. this year sucked for me so i’m down for it to end”

“always looking forward, huh?”

you shifted your gaze from the city skyline to your friend. “have to. can’t afford to stick to the past”

pouting, y/f/n was about to respond when you lifted your head and stopped leaning back on your arms to sit upright

“besides, we gotta enjoy tonight, instead of moping around.” here, you noticed your friend eyeing the beers nearby you and sighed heavily. guess i need to be chaperone for the night

well considering that the rest of your friends and their friends were wasted might as well make sure they don’t mess the docks up

as you handed the bottle to your friend, their expression brightened as they snatched it from you

well damn aren’t they excited to get drunk

wait it’s not even 11:30 yet and we’re still going to a bar nearby after the fireworks wat

“er, shouldn’t you wait till after midnight to drink?”

“nah m8 tis the best time to have some”

(i have just realised that the vibe of this went from serious storytelling to a memey laidback sorta thing damn it)

(oh well i’ll roll with it)

not knowing what to do now that there wasn’t much to talk about, you brought out your earphones and decided to listen to some music to pass the time

calming music, such as a song with nine glorious men singing and some bed squeaking in the background

(i’ll let you guess what song i’m talking about)

you let your head bop to the song as you looked out to the sea port twenty metres in front of you, watching the dark waters ripple

11:48 pm

the next time you turned on your phone to see how many minutes left you had become a third wheeler

quite the strong third wheeler might i add

a few moments after the first song you were listening to finished, your good friend yuta had joined you and y/f/n because his other friends were “too rowdy”

but as soon as he saw the bottles he said “gimme”

so you were sitting there (barbecue sauce on my-) with two just barely sober adults acting like complete children

you had to wrestle out of y/f/n’s koala hug around your waist and escape yuta’s chin noogie to grab your phone

“oh for fuck’s sake” father why have you foresaken me

when you finished preparing yourself for another possible 27 minutes of torture, you turned around to see yuta and y/f/n throwing themselves at each other, singing like magpies

“wE wIsh yOU A mErrY chrIstmAsssss aNd a hAppY nEw yeeeEeAArr!!1!” they then took the opportunity to laugh, squeal and kiss the hecc out of each other’s cheeks

you knew that your friend was absolute shit at singing, but yuta was a whole different story good lord

you thought he was good???

maybe just when he hasn’t had a few drinks

you stared at the two dolphins then promptly stood up and sat down behind them because you had to make sure they didn’t do anything more than whatever the hell this was

not like it could get any worse

you could feel the gazes of pity the others were sending you, but frankly you didn’t care

before, you couldn’t wait for the new year to come, but now you were more eager than ever

someone please save my poor soul

11:59 pm

“yEEEE BOI a minute left!”

eleven minutes have passed and the final 60 seconds of the year were being counted down

you were less excited for the new year and more excited for the end of your chaperoning being closer

all you had to do was get through the firework display, watch the adorable couple in front of you until the bar and let them do what they want (there were sure to be other friends who were willing to let them join in)

it seemed like a simple, solid plan! :D

before you knew it, yuta and y/f/n had already started counting down from 15, so might as well start now

“13, 12, 11, 10...”

you took a glance at y/f/n, who grinned back at you and threw their arm around your shoulder

“7, 6, 5, 4, 3...” here we go

“1 - happy new year!!”

it was at this moment you realised that your eardrums were incapable of tolerating the two dolphins beside you

sINCE WHEN WAS YUTA ABLE TO SCREAM THAT LOUD AND HIGH THIS IS IMPOSSIBLE

yay to starting the new year with loud friends screaming like there’s no tomorrow amiright

you had trouble focusing on the fireworks to the point you could only hear most of the big ones

that’s how hard it was to be next to them but oh well

marvelling at the city skyline, the fireworks seeming like entirely new stars, you began having very deep thoughts

the typical ones, such as “ what will 2019 bring?”, “what will i be like by the end of the year?” and “will i be happy with someone?”

you had asked the exact same things when 2017 shifted to 2018 and found that you actually had an answer for all of them

2018 brought some crappy stuff but also some good stuff to balance that out

you were still sort of the same, because every time something major came up you only changed a bit then went back to normal

and you weren’t with anyone yet, which you had expected

but a little birdy on your shoulder said, “then get with someone in 2019! make it a new year’s resolution!”

your eyebrows furrowed at the thought, but you decided to focus on the sky for now

because since when did you ever make or follow new year’s resolutions?

12:16 am

“12:16 okay then”

turns out you didn’t consider the walk to the bar part of your chaperoning

by the time the display ended, yuta and y/f/n could walk, but not without wobbling and intense laughter

so guess who had to make sure they could at least make the trip to the bar?

“um, are you sure you don’t want to go home yet?”

“nah, i caan’t, my sister was meaant to be at home-!”- y/f/n stumbled a bit but you caught them before they fell - “-but she’s not, and i can’t beeee home by myselfff”

no wonder

here, you were struggling to keep the both of them propped up as you walked along the road, so there was bound to be a slip up

“you should’ve seen their face! haHA-!” yuta laughed a little too hard and nearly fell over his own feet, prompting you to panic and scramble to keep him from falling to the ground

“oh shit oh shit oh shit oh shit-!”

but you didn’t need to because someone else already beat you to it!

sighing in relief, you looked up to see none other than the great qian kun putting yuta’s arm around his shoulder

he looked over to you gaping at him and smiled that warm smile that looked like it was sculpted by the gods

wow he looks great in this lighting

you were always attracted to kun, ever since you two began talking after stopping a full blown war between doyoung and ten

he appeared so soft and kind to you and you two seemed to have a lot in common

so naturally you hit it off

because who doesn’t love kun? :D

“you’re welcome?” oh shit i didn’t just stare at him for that long did i

“oh - sorry - thanks for that” nice going there y/n you idiot

kun just chuckled and hefted his drunk friend as he started walking, you doing the same

it became comfortably silent as your group made their way down the street and turned left into a reasonably sized bar, which as surprisingly not that busy

you set y/f/n down on a chair that thankfully had a tall enough back to keep them up and sat down next to them, exhaling

kun patted yuta’s back and went to sit down next to you

laying your head on the counter, you thought of striking up a conversation with kun

so, instead of saying things like “happy new year”, “thanks for helping me” or even “they’re hard to deal with anyway”, you just said “woah.”

yEAH AGAIN NICE GOING THERE Y/N

“‘woah’? what’s ‘woah’?” he responded, taking on a teasing, motherly tone

you could hear the grin in his voice

you panicked and stammered some illegible words before you could actually speak

“i meant like, woah, that was exhausting, they made things real hard and all that…”

then you thought of something brilliant

you took out your phone and googled “woah”, only to find that it wasn’t spelled w-o-a-h but instead meant to be w-h-o-a

you frowned but typed “whoa meaning” instead and showed the definition to kun

all the while still laying on the mahogany-coloured counter

to your surprise, he rolled his eyes, laughed and ruffled your hair

“that was a really bad joke but you’re lucky i have the same sense of humor” his laugh was infectious so you had to smile

then he asked, “are you okay? not too tired?”

sitting up, you put your phone back in your pocket

“nah, my arms just ache, but it’s fine.” your polite smile suddenly grew into a wide smirk. “thanks for worrying, mum”

“i’m not a mum!” his expression made you have the sudden urge to burst into endless chuckles

in the corner of your eye, you could see ten, doyoung and johnny elbowing each other, pointing at you and kun and singing “kiss the girl”

you then had the sudden urge to throw some hands

kun (obviously) overheard them and sighed

“why are they like this”

“i wish i knew”

you and kun talked some more, random topics like how uni was going for you, how his singing was, how your book was going, all that jazz

with some playful banter and the occasional jokes that made you laugh so hard your back hurt

“kun loving puns and dad jokes? a coincidence?”

“i only laugh at them to make you feel better!”

“gasp! how dare you!”

“only joking, y/n!”

while you two giggled, y/f/n suddenly turned to you and said, “i think yuta and i will be fine here…”

you stopped and looked back at them, concerned

“you sure?”

“we’ll just go sit with the boys over there-!” a hiccup. “-it’ll be fine!” then, it hit you

is this bitch trying to play matchmaker

you grumbled “i’m not sure…” but then kun spoke up

“yeah, sure, that’s fine,” when you gave him a quizzical look, he added on, “as much as i don’t trust johnny, doyoung and ten, at least it’s not just the two of them?”

he phrased it as a question instead of a statement, his voice getting higher by each word spoken

you pondered over this

well, he’s not wrong

you exhaled in defeat, saying “fine, go ahead”

y/f/n grinned at you and gave a knowing wink before dragging yuta over to the three boys

two of whom were busy flirting to each other and the other one third wheeling

you raised your eyebrows up and down at them before turning back to kun, who was looking outside

“so,” you started, causing him to look at you, “are you sure you want yuta and y/f/n wreaking havoc with those three?” you nodded in the group’s direction

kun stayed silent for a bit, then said “yeah, i’m sure. it kinda looked like you needed a break from them.”

“true. there’s only so much you can take.” kun chuckled at that and looked outside again

it went silent, but in stark contrast to the vibe of the walk leading to the bar, it was very awkward

too awkward to handle

so you took the opportunity to debate with yourself whether or not you should study kun

damn what if he looks at me though i’m not really risking that

but how can you not look at him? and what’s there to talk about?

it’s not worth the embarrassment

look-

at-

him

you were about to take a quick glance, but then kun spoke

“besides, i want to show you something”

once again, another puzzled look

“if you don’t mind, of course”

without another thought, you said “sure.”

“really? you’re okay with it?” you smiled at kun’s eagerness

“yeah, might as well, now that we don’t have anyone to watch over.” kun grinned and stood up, making sure to push in his chair (we love a polite king)

you two were about to walk out the door when you looked at a certain group three tables away from you

johnny and ten were still flirting and yuta and y/f/n were still laughing

but this time, doyoung wasn’t a third wheeler anymore, because a man who looked younger than him was having a somewhat civilised conversation with doyoung

you elbowed kun and made him look at them and made sure doyoung, johnny and ten saw you before both mouthing, “sha la la la la la my, oh, my~”

you took a mental screenshot of their faces before you and kun cackled your way out of the bar

12:47 am

“what are you planning on showing me?”

the two of you had been walking and talking for a while now, but kun still didn’t say what he was going to show you

you were waiting patiently, expecting him to eventually tell you, but you gave in

“it’s a surprise~” he said in a sing-song voice, which slightly irritated you

“i know that it’s at the docks, because that’s where we’re heading,” you gave him a light nudge with your arm. “so might as well tell me now!”

he stubbornly shook his head. “i refuse to tell you until you see it.”

pouting, you crossed your arms and muttered under your breath, “you’re lucky you’re adorable.”

to your relief, he didn’t hear you, because he laughed at your pout and pressed on

you lightly scoffed and picked up your pace so that you could walk alongside him

“can i at least have one clue?” you begged

“uh uh.”

“pleeeaaassee?” he looked at your hopeful smile and rolled his eyes

“fine,” you yelled “yes!” a little too loud, making people stare at you. “your clue is…

“...it’s big and sparkly.” you gave him a look showing that you weren’t impressed

“wow, kun, what a descriptive and totally-not-vague clue! i am sure to get it now!”

kun grumbled, “you sound like doyoung,” before remembering something

“don’t tell me the answer until we get there!” he quickly said, receiving yet another puzzled look. “so that i can give you the benefit of the doubt to make it all the more exciting! it’ll be fun!”

you in turn muttered, “well, you sound like y/f/n, and fine. i don’t wanna ruin the surprise. you look real enthusiastic about it too” he smiled gratefully before leaving you to do your thinking

thinking about that smile :)))))

damn his smile always gets me grrrrr

you pulled your mind away from kun’s personality and tried to think of a place with the clue “big and sparkly”

two came to your mind, the big ferris wheel and the big floating silver christmas tree out on the water

they’re both big and sparkly, but you couldn’t predict which one he was going to take you to

you were hoping the ferris wheel, but you just had to wait and see

“think of any places yet?” you jolted so hard, you threw your phone up accidentally

don’t worry, you caught it

kun looked at you, his eyebrows showing worry but his eyes glinting. “you okay?”

very nice going there y/n, how many more times will you mess up??

and my face feels like it’s on fire oh good lord

“i’m fine, just got scared,” you had to take a breather before you put your phone in your pocket - where it should’ve been in the first place, but your dumb ass decided to hold it - and gave kun a thumbs up

he gave a thumbs up back and said, “surprised you didn’t scream.”

biting back a retort, you replied. “rude.” you sunk your hands deeper into your pockets. “and as for your question, yes, i did think of a place or two”

“good, because we’re getting close now”

you turned a corner and saw both the floating tree and the ferris wheel come into view

the ferris wheel carriages were lighting up one after the other, making it look like a loading symbol (great comparison there) from afar

a pretty and romantic loading symbol

while the christmas tree was dazzling, the rainbow lights getting brighter and dimmer like a pulsing star

while you two waited for the pedestrian light to turn green, kun said to you, “when we make it to the other side, make sure to close your eyes and keep them closed until i say so”

“let me guess, to ‘make it all the more exciting’?” he grinned and nodded

“yup”

you did as what he had told, closing your eyes and relying on kun to guide you the right way

“i swear to god if you push me off the pier i will drag you down with me”

“now you sound like ten, but don’t worry, i won’t,” he gently pushed you away from an upcoming obstacle. “thanks for thinking so highly of me.”

“no problem, mum” you grinned victoriously when you heard a heavy sigh

you knew you were close to the water when you smelled less alcohol and more salty sea water

“are we there yet?” you asked impatiently. you couldn’t be bothered to be patient anymore

kun said, “waaait,” and guided you a bit to the left. “there! now you can open your eyes.”

“finally, i was wondering when- holy shit.”

it wasn’t the ferris wheel that you were hoping that he’d show you, but it was something you decided was way more worth it

the floating silver christmas tree towered over you both, and it looked like it was the brightest and most colourful thing for kilometres (or miles, you choose)

coloured lines streamed down from the top to the bottom, like a very pink, purple and blue waterfall, while stage lights at the bottom smoothly changed from red to orange to yellow and more

it also reminded you of the windows screen when you used it for the first time (if that even makes sense?)

white light shone from beneath the many large stars decorating the tree, making them pop, and the wind revealed that the tree wasn’t made of smooth silver metal, but silver sequins that showed the water ripples and waves from below

the star at the top was the most intensely bright of them all, with a rainbow outline and a gold center

needless to say, it was pretty darn beautiful for a sight that would otherwise hurt your eyes

you stood there with your mouth wide open, looking like a pathetic fish, and almost missed what kun was saying

“i wasn’t sure if you would like the ferris wheel or the tree, but then i found out that the ferris wheel would be closed today, so i just chose this,” you felt his gaze shift onto you, and you tried not to get flustered. “do you like it?”

you took a moment before you spoke. “yes, i really like it a lot,” the view was that breathtaking it took away your ability to talk like a proper adult. you turned to him and gave a smile, trying to make it look as genuine as you could. “thanks for bringing me here, kun.”

he gave you an equally big grin and said, “you’re welcome. glad you like it too.” he turned back to look at the tree, and you did the same

but not without sneaking a glance at him in all his ethereal beauty

kun never failed to surprise you, whether it be showing you a very rainbow tree, being so kind and trusting or just being himself

your mind floated back to the three questions you had asked yourself earlier, “what will 2019 bring?”, “what will i be like at the end of the year?” and “will i be happy with someone?” and the new year’s resolution you made

you took another look at kun then whispered under your breath, “huh.

“guess i am on the way to completing one.”

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boymeetsweevil · 5 years

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THANK YOU

I’m just crying no big deal thank you for being so kind i’m gonna go curl up a d*e now :’)

HONEYYYYY 💕💕💕💕 I LOVE YOU SO MUCH THANK YOU!!! For Science was beautiful and I loved every bit of it. Bot matter the wait, its completely worth it because you put so much thought into it. The ending was so nice and im so happy for oc and kookie. Please keep up with your amazing writing love ❤️❤️❤️🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

i just read fs7 for a second time (bc yes i had to read it twice to fully take it in) and oh my god it’s so amazing 😭😭 you really outdid yourself w this series. i can’t tell you how many times i’ve read through it all and i love it even more every time i do. you’re such a talented writer honestly thank you so much for gifting us this fic ❤️

The ending to FS was so authentic!! Awkward and mushy and funny and hot! You really did their relationship justice. Thank you for putting in so much work I'm so happy the series ended this way. You're amazing!

FS7 was a fuckin ride and it was everything I could’ve wanted and more 😫💘 it was amazing like I honestly can’t put into words how satisfying it was but I was smiling sm while reading 🤧 you’re so talented thank you for writing this masterpiece!! FS FINALEEEE IM CRYINGGGGG UWUUUUUUUUU

haaaaaaiiiii just wanna say those 27k words of amazingness was SO worth the wait! thank you so much for the FS series, you did great and can't wait to read more stories from you <33

The last part of for science ahhhhh I screamed! I loved and missed the whole friend group and you put so many funny one liners your dialogue is so natural and entertaining

FS! Oh man where do I start... it was so so so sososososooooo good!!! THE WHOLE SERIES IS JUST SOOOO GOOD. THEY WAY U WRITE IS SO FREAKING WONDERFUL. The scenarios aren’t cheesy or too overtop, the feelings and everything are just sooo realllll. YOUR CHARACTERS ARE JUST SO WELL CONSTRUCTED ARGHHH. Freaking Jungkook and his Captain America crush, same JK I love Chris Pratt and his ass too. So sad that FS has come to and end but it was the perfect finale. I LOVE YOU ❤️ The way i cried, laughed, and just the overjoy from FS 7 i swear to god i hate ending something so wonderful i get a lil disappointed going back to my regular life and not living thru this amazing art thank you for this series i loved it!! I just reread your entire FS series again and the ending was so sweet 😭😭 thank you so much for sharing ur writing!! I also really liked how everyone’s friendship developed in FS7

I just finished FS and I loved it! Awesome job ✌🏼 I love your writing style. It’s not try hard but it’s also not boring lol idk how to explain it but it’s captivating. I’m excited for your future works if you plan on continuing to write 💜 Also, good luck on finals! wahhhhhhhhhh that ending was PERFECTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!! i am so so happy but also so so sad to say goodbye to these characters. i'm gonna miss fs!jungkook so much!!!!!! :(( thank you for sharing this wonderful story with us!!

OH NO WHEN DID YOU POST THAT FINALE :((((( I LITERALLY LOVE IT!!!! THE WHOLE GROUP IS BACK AND JUNGKOOK STOPPED BEING A COWARD CAN YOU BELIEVE THAT?????? I AM SO HAPPY 🥺 When I started reading this, it only had 3 released parts, and now it’s done :(((( i’ll miss you clowning FS jk!!

i've waited a full day to really formulate my thots on the finale of fs... and damn bitch u KILLED me I LOVED ALL OF IT THANK U FOR WRITING ALL THAT BC REALLY? WHAT A FUCKING TRIP THIS HAS BEEN love u forever and ever and ever and am so blessed that u share ur work with lil ol me!! love u to the moon and back <3 u deserve all the good things life has to offer you ! -- crack cocaine anon

I wish I could give you better feedback dissecting every. little. bit. of For Science and how I thoroughly enjoyed the entire series but it's coming out as word vomit lol. I absolutely cackled at the sex Pavlov'd and watermelon slapping. Yoori was fantastic as always ("one day I'm going to get a fresh manicure just so my hands look good when I finally smack the shit out of him." Beautiful) and I just love the group dynamics as a whole. They remind me of my friends :( And the main couple,their whole sometimes-awkward-and-painful process of working things out and then slowly, naturally falling (back?) into love hit me in all the best ways. Overall 10/10, will definitely read this again and anything else you write <3

wow you really snapped with that ending for FS huh i’m- wow seriously one of the best writers ever I feel happy and sad now that FS has ended. Happy because I feel like it was the perfect ending to an amazing series and sad because we have to say goodbye to all these amazing /funny/cray cray characters. You are an amazing writer and I hope we get the chance to read more of your stuff in the future!

I am actually devastated high crying that FS is over. I invested so much EMOTION. Bless your soul. FS finale is amazing. you wrote beautifully and progressed the plot at an anticipating rate. i loved it!!! wondering, did you go off of any certain real life jk looks for his platinum hair, piercings and no glasses? and the ripped jeans...... if u did please post them i wanna see!!!! (ANON, unfortunately I couldn’t find a pic with all of those in one, but there’s this edit and this outfit)

Just needed to let u kno that FS is a masterpiece and i loved it so so so much~ its def my fave fic i've ever read and i love your characterization! Im sad its over but ahhhhh it was so good and i wanna say thanks for writing it - 💖🐰

For science was amazing, I want to congratulate you for writing such a beautiful story for us!!!! Really!!! thank you!!!! for the time and effort bc your fic is genuinely one of the best I've ever read!!!!!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ jesus, i cannot express to you how much I love FS, it was everything i want in a story like it took ages to read but yet it felt like minutes and when i was done i was heartbroken that i’ll never see the characters again, i can really relate a lot of the characters to some of my own friends and i love that despite finding it strange, when i was reading it i found myself laughing out loud at the jokes and cringing at overly handsy jk, your writing is top tier and i’m going to miss FS so much

my heart is swelling while reading the last chapter of fs. It’s been a wild ride and I’m so happy to b part of it!!!!!! Thank u for writing such an amazing story

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inky-imagines · 6 years

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Dragongirl’s OC Special

Hey, @dragongirl98765!

I finally finished your OC special!

I apologise for the delay. I did have it ready(ish) when I came back, but then I read it and decided it needed a rewrite.

And then I got stuck rewriting another OC special so yours got put on the back-burner and it was just a terrible mess. Again, I’m truly sorry!

Honestly, I’m still not 100% happy with it, but I thought you shouldn’t be kept waiting because I’m perfectionist.

Enough about me and my inadequacies, here’s your OC special! I hope you enjoy it!

Length Warning: This is easily the longest piece of writing on my blog at 8 pages (3000+ words), so most of it is under the cut.

In addition, I apologise if there’s an increase in grammatical errors in this.

I always proofread and edit before I post but I’ve never written anything this long before so some may have slipped through the gaps. Please let me know if anything needs changing!

Again, I hope you enjoy!

If he hadn’t been in such a rush, Chrome might’ve noted how different the laboratory looked at night, how the place seemed alive from the magic of the day, lit with the silver moonlight pouring from the windows.

But he was, so the laboratory’s unearthly beauty went ignored in favour kicking down the guard captain’s office door.

“Ezarel!”

The elf leapt in the air with surprise, the once neatly stack paperwork on his desk flying everywhere in disarray.

“What is wrong with you?” Ezarel snarled, hand over his heart. “Can’t you knock?”

Chrome ignored him, slamming his hands on the desk, “I need your help.”

Ezarel’s eyebrows shot up, the looking at Chrome as if he’d grown an extra head. “After that entry? No.”

“It’s important.”

“Enough to break in my door at 11PM?” The elf scoffed and turned away, bending to collect his lost papers.

“Serenity’s birthday tomorrow. I need your help for a party.”

That made him pause.

“What?”

“It’s her birthday tomorrow.” Chrome repeated, a tad impatiently, “I want to throw a party.”

“Wait, wait,” Ezarel dropped the papers, massaging his temples. “She hasn’t said anything about this to me. Are you sure?”

“Yeah,” Chrome crossed his arms, scowling. “She wasn’t gonna say anything about it, I found out completely by accident.”

“She was pretty against a party when I suggested it but,” His look softens and he drops his gaze, “I thought it’d be a nice surprise for her, y’know? She’s helped us a lot over the last year, I figured it’d a bit dicky not to do something.”

There was a brief pause then Ezarel sighed, no doubt deflated his girlfriend wasn’t going to tell him about her birthday.

“I see. Did you have anything specific in mind?”

“So you’ll help?”

Ezarel grumbles, searching through his cabinet drawers for spare paper, “Like I have a choice.”

“Oh wow, you’re actually are a decent boyfriend. I guess I was wrong about you.”

Sniggering at Ezarel’s dirty look, Chrome sat on the edge of his desk, then became serious once more.

“So here’s what I was thinking…”

They managed to plan the party by the end of the night.

Though they didn’t have many supplies thanks to the party’s last-minute nature, Chrome was proud to say the plan they had was manageable.

Then they’d asked around for help.

It didn’t take long for things to spiral out of control; suddenly they needed a bigger room for all the self-invited guests, more food to feed them and entertainment in form of a goddamn orchestra (it was a small one but still).

Fortunately, the number of volunteer helping meant the party wasn’t impossible, but it’s scale meant Chrome couldn’t be fussy about any offers of help.

Even if they came from the birthday girl herself.

“Geez, what’s Karuto’s up to?” Serenity grumbled, shifting the food container in her arms, “Why’d he need this much food all of a sudden? We’re not running low or anything.”

Chrome shrugged as best he could with his own load, pottering behind her, “I dunno.”

“It can’t be a festival.” Serenity continued, “We don’t have any of those until August. Besides, they specifically send the familiars out to do some foraging this morning. That suggests this was kinda last minute, otherwise, they would’ve just used previously allocated rations.”

“Huh.”

Serenity cast him a side-eye. “You’re not being conducive to this conversation, Chrome.”

He flushed, glancing away.

Despite being a shadow member and a teen, Chrome didn’t like lying, least of all to Serenity who could read him like a book. The only way to ensure he didn’t tip her off was to keep quiet, but apparently, even that was suspicious.

“What do you want me to say?” He huffed, head still turned as if he was sulking, “That there’s a massive conspiracy going on? We’re just carrying food, Sere.”

He chanced a look at her. She seemed entirely unconvinced, peering at his face with a discerning eye.

“W-what?”

“You know something.”

“Wha-? D-don’t be stupid, “ He scowled, praying his nervousness wasn’t apparent, “You think they’d tell me if they were planning something?"

“Probably not.” She admitted, “But Floppy told me that you joined the familiars on the food hunt.”

“What? Why? That little-!“ Wait. Floppy hadn’t joined the hunt.

He knew what he was going to see before he looked at her, the victorious smirk on her face just affirming he’d fucked up.

Sweat poured down his neck. He’d fallen for the simplest trick in the book and now he was going to pay for it.

Maybe he could simply brush it off?

Nope. The raw curiosity on Serenity’s face told him that she intended to rip the truth out of him whether he wanted her to or not.

He swallowed, “I-“

“Chrome!” Never had he thought he’d be so happy to hear that voice?

“Karuto!” The faun stood just outside the pantry door, scowling furiously.

“It’s about time you show up-“ He stopped, noticing Serenity, “…What’s she doing here?”

“I offered to help Chrome carry the collected food.” She explained, a protective tone replacing her interrogative one. “Is that a problem?”

“Is that a pro- Of course it is!” The faun bellowed before rounding on Chrome, “You think you can just push your work on other people?”

Taking the box from Serenity’s arms, Karuto dumped it on Chrome’s, making the boy sway precariously.

“Hey, that’s too heavy for him!”

“He’s fine,” He dismissed before glaring at Chrome, “You! In the kitchen! NOW.”

Chrome gave Serenity a weak smile, mouthing his thanks before sprinting unsteadily into the kitchen.

She took a few steps forward to follow him.

“Where’d you think you going?” Karuto demanded, stepping in her path.

“You can’t expect Chrome to unpack that all by himself.”

“I can and I do.” He said, “Now scram! You’ve got work to do, don’t you?”

She shook her head, “Not really.”

Karuto scowled, racking his brain for a way to get rid of her quickly. He couldn’t start on the party until she was gone, and he was already running low on time.

“Your boyfriend was looking for you.” He lied, arms crossed.

“Ez?” She frowned, “He said he didn’t have time for me today though…?”

“I’m just repeating I’ve heard. Now shoo! I don't you need buzzing around my workspace.” He flicked his hands at her as if she were an annoying fly.

“Okay, okay!” She relented, taking another step backwards. “But before I go… You’re cooking a big meal, right? What’s the occasion?”

He scowled, clearly debating between telling her or sending on her way.

“A celebration.” He finally said, deciding honesty would get his peace faster, ”For a very special someone. Now get going.”

She looked like she wanted to ask more questions, probably about this special someone, but kept quiet, nodding her thanks before she jogging away.

For a brief moment, Karuto felt a tad worried. No doubt, Ezarel was still hard at work on the party’s decorations. Everything would be ruined if Serenity were to burst in unexpectedly.

Then he shook his head, returning to his kitchen.

‘I’m sure it’ll be fine.’ He thought, ‘What’s the worst that could happen?’

Normally, Ezarel was happy to see his girlfriend.

Whenever she visited, she provided a pleasant respite from his mind-numbing work and often brought honey cakes, which was always a plus.

However, when he had an office filled with her last-minute gifts and a helper – Yhkar – who’d insisted on hiding in his closet, he wasn’t so pleased to see her.

“Karuto told you what?” He frowned, praying that the old coot hadn’t just dumped a significant amount of trouble on his shoulders.

“That you needed me for something.” She repeated, distracted by the scraps of wrapping paper on the floor. “What are you doing in here?”

“Just packaging some light-sensitive equipment.” He lied, thankful he’d insisted on transmuting plain wrapping into something more appropriate instead of outright using birthday paper. “Listen, I think the old man was messing with you. I haven’t asked for you at all.”

Which was true. If anything, he’d told everyone to keep her away from his office so he could apply all of the literal magic touches on the decorations and presents easily.

“So, I got tricked?”

“Basically.” He shrugged then froze as the closet door opened slightly.

Yhkar stuck her head out, looking between Serenity and Ezarel nervously.

Shaking his head, Ezarel tried to discreetly motion for her to get back in, but she refused, jerking her head pointedly to the side.

Following the motion, Ezarel saw the source of the brownie’s concern.

When Serenity had first knocked, they’d scrambled to shove all party related items out of sight: under his desk, behind a bookcase, in the cabinets. Somehow, somehow, they’d missed a small stuffed animal on a small end table by the door. Easy to miss when walking in, impossible when walking out.

Normally it wouldn’t be a big thing – at worst Serenity would think it was his – but the ‘Happy Birthday Serenity!’ stitched over the plushie’s heart would most certainly tip her off.

It only took him a second to decide what to do.

“Actually, Serenity,” He said, standing up so suddenly she actually started back. “I do need you for something.”

She pulled a face at him, confused. “But you said-.”

“I just remembered,” He said apologetically, guiding her to his side of the desk while Yhkar crept quietly out of the closet.

“What did you need me for then?” He sat her down, purposely turning the chair’s back to Yhkar, before rummaging through the desk’s drawers.

“I need you,” He grinned when he found what he was looking for, “To help me adjust this.”

In his hand was a stunning bracelet, clearly elvish in design and material. It gleamed in a way the flaunted the rules of physics, the silver almost captivating in its hue.

“Oh wow.” She took it from him, turning the bracelet one way than another, “It’s gorgeous, Ez.”

“I’m glad you think so.” ‘It’s for you after all.’

He didn’t want to let her see the gift before it was time, but even he knew the party was bigger than his ego, though that didn’t stop him from scowling as he fixed it on her wrist.

“It fits me perfectly!”

“Of course it does,” He snorted, crossing his arms while glancing at Yhkar still creeping towards the bear, “You’re the same size as the person I’m giving it to.”

Her face fell a little, eyebrows drawing together as she looked at him. “It’s a gift? For who?”

“Someone.” That made her frown even more, and she glanced away from him.

“A special someone?”

“Not in that way.” A pause, then, “You’re not jealous, are you?”

“Of course not,” She said, though her eyes said differently, “I just heard that we’re doing something for a special someone in the guard and thought-“

“It was for them? You’re not wrong, I suppose.”

She glanced away. “Are they special to you?”

Ezarel blinked then grinned, never one to miss a chance to tease someone.

“Of course, “ He purred, “They’re the smartest, kindest, most wonderful person I know.”

With each praise uttered, Serenity’s pout grew fuller and fuller until it was all Ezarel could do refrain from laughing.

“They sound wonderful.” She bit out, still not facing him.

“They are,” He agreed, tilting her face to gently rub his nose against hers, “But you’re still the person I tolerate the most.”

Her face lost its irritated flush, replacing with an embarrassed one.

“…You have a weird way of saying I love you.”

“You’ve been with me for a year now. What else do you expect?”

She giggled, leaning forward, her lips brushing lightly against his in silent invitation. One he would’ve accepted happily had she not pulled away at the last second, a flash of orange catching her eye.

“What the…”

Before he realised it, Serenity had pulled away, leaning around the chair to stare at Yhkar, who was half in the closet, looking like a deer in headlights.

The room was silent.

“H-Hey, Serenity!” The brownie greeted awkwardly, “How long have you been here?”

“…What are you doing?” Yhkar flushed then paled, glancing left and right.

“I-I-I needed to get something on top of the cabinet here!”

“So why are you climbing in? And isn’t this Ezarel’s office?”

The brownie flushed again, “You know I have short legs and-and “ She glanced at Ezarel, begging for help.

“I said she could come in here to grab something earlier,” Ezarel said, gently placing his hands on Serenity’s shoulders. “I’m guessing she thought she could reach the top if she used the inside as a stool.” Yhkar nodded vigorously in agreement, her face regaining some colour.

“But when did she…?”

“Bracelet please.” He interrupted, holding out his hand.

“What? Oh.” She unclipped it, still glancing at Yhkar, and handed it over. “So, Yhkar what did you need?”

“Confidential,” Ezarel spoke for the brownie, gently ushering the shorter girl out. “It’s actually something we need to talk about right now so…”

Letting herself be shepherded to the door, Serenity frowned, “Is related to that special person? Who are they?”

He simply grinned, placing a kiss on her forehead before he shoved her through the door.

The last few rays of the sun warmed Serenity’s face as she lying in the gardens, enjoying the warm breeze blowing through her hair.

Or she would be had it not been for the thoughts racing through her head.

It was an open secret, the guard was preparing something for a ‘special someone’. She didn’t mind being left of the loop (okay, maybe a little bit), but other than Chrome this morning – which she’d gathered he wasn’t supposed to do – nobody would let her help with it.

Denied from even her from usual duties, she’d been forced to spend the day with the numerous familiars recuperating from the early morning forage. Of course, they also knew what was going on, and despite her pleas, they kept quiet, insisting she’d find out eventually.

“It’s ridiculous!” She complained to her companion, “It’s clear they need the help, but they won’t let me? It’s like they don’t trust me enough to do anything…”

She sighed, rolling on her side, “Did I do something? Is this a unique form of punishment? What do you think, Oz?”

Oz – an ostrich-like familiar with a similar temperament to her blue-haired master – squawked, tilting her head at Serenity in what would be a cute fashion if Serenity hadn’t understood exactly what she meant.

“…I realise you’re incapable of empathy, but you could at least try.”

Oz honked in mirth, preening smugly.

“I don’t know how Ez puts up with you,” Serenity sighed, facing the darkening sky again.

Ready to sink into her thoughts, she closed her eyes and-

“Hey, Serenity!”

She jolted up at the unexpected yell, turning to her caller.

“Did I startle you? Sorry!” Alajea laughed, bowing her head apologetically.

“You could do with tempering your voice.” Serenity scolded lightly, “I can hear just fine.”

Pause. “Do you need something?”

“Would you please come with me? I have something to show you.”

“Something?” Already she was getting to her feet, despite every fibre of her wanting to stay in that comfortable spot.

“Yup.” The mermaid grinned at her, grabbing her hand.

Pulled firmly along, Serenity followed the younger girl into the guard, only mildly surprised to see Oz –who’d been surprisingly quiet throughout the entire exchange – trotting behind them.

Even though she could see a number of people milling around, the guard felt empty, as if a large chunk of it were missing.

“Did something happen?” She asked, but the mermaid gave no answer, casting a secretive smile in direction and pulling her passenger along harder.

“Here we are!” Alajea cheered, before letting go of Serenity and knocking the door.

After a moment, she nodded turning to Serenity.

“So what did you want to- Hey!” With one smooth motion, Alajea shoved Serenity through the door and she tumbled forward.

Righting herself, she got ready to cuss out Alajea then she looked up and lost her breath.

The room was awash with floating lights, each emitting an enchanting glow that lit the room with a soft yellow light. Familiar faces filled the space, some of which were already picking a most impressive spread on the two tables that spanned the length of the room.

At the front of the room an invisible orchestra was playing, the instruments played by invisible hands, next to it a pile of presents stood.

Hanging from the walls were banners weaved from the most exotic flora she’d ever seen, all reading: Happy Birthday.

“Wha-“

“Happy birthday!” The crowd cheers, flooding her with well wishes and cheers.

She’s overwhelmed, her voice cracking as she spoke, “I don’t know what to say…”

“Thank you would be nice.” Chrome huffed, stepping out from the crowd. Then, more gently “Happy birthday, Sere.”

Serenity laughed, running to envelope the boy in a hug. “Thank you!” She gushed, placing a kiss, which she knew he’d hate, on his forehead. “Thank you all so much.”

“Ugh, don’t get all mushy on me.” The teen snapped, wriggling away at last, “I didn’t do this so you could bring out the waterworks.”

“I’m not crying!”

“You kind of look like you’re going to though.” Alajea teased.

Serenity sccowled, but couldn’t keep up the façade for long as she was all but dragged to the dancefloor, her friends swarming around her.

It wasn’t long before the party was in full swing, people dancing or conversing amongst themselves.

Serenity sat in a corner, taking a few moments to nibble at some food and take in what had been done for her. She almost didn’t notice when Ezarel came to join her, a tad breathless.

“Sorry, I’m late.” He collapsed next to her, stealing some of her food from the plate as he did.

She snatched the plate away from him, giving him a pout. “Where’ve you been?”

“Had something to finish,” He explained, reaching for her plate again, “Enjoying the party?”

Her face lost it’s playfulness, becoming more sombre, “I still can’t believe you guys did this all for me.”

He snorted, reaching around her for another nab at her food. “Surely you didn’t expect us to tiddle our thumbs and do nothing.”

She frowned at him, before dropping the plate in her lap, her shoulders slumped. “But it’s so last mintue. This can’t have been easy...”

“It wasn’t,” Ezarel agreed, “But I’d say you’re worth the trouble.”

A flush rose to her face, and she ducked her head. “Gosh, Ez. You’re almost romantic when you say stuff like that.”

“That was the intention. Now shut up and give me your hand.”

She blinked at him before raising a hand.

Taking it with surprising gentleness, he clipped a bracelet on her wrist; similar to the one she wore before, but far more intricate in design, her name engraved elegantly on the centrepiece.

“There.” Ezarel nodded, satisfied. “The other one looked too plain on you, so I thought I’d change it a bit, hence why I was late. Like it?”

Serenity stared at the bracelet, mesmerized by the craftsmanship.

“You-You do like it, don’t you?” She looked at him and for a second he feared she might cry.

But no, she laughed, setting aside her food to launch herself at her boyfriend. “I love it!”

He stiffened, then relaxed, wrapping his arms around her in turn, and whispering in her ear, “Happy birthday, Serenity.”

#eldarya #eldarya oc special #sweet oracle this was a pain to get done #and im not 100% happy #but im still proud of it #pls let me know if you like it #or if you dont #all feedback is good

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hoyoungy · 6 years

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On-Air | Vernon/Hansol (II)

genre: fluff, comedy, slight angst, college au | vernon x radio personality!reader summary: under the pseudonym Honey, you are the host of the most popular radio show in the city called Honey Time Radio where you give advice about relationships, school, and life in general. when it comes to your own love-life, however, you don’t have the best luck, and you don’t even follow your own advice! so what happens when you get a call from a listener who’s asking you advice on how to get to your heart? word count: 3112 a/n: glad to see you guys like it so far! warnings include swearing, that it’s a dialogue-heavy fic, and there’s a lot of platonic wonwoo x reader. as seen on my ao3

part i, iii

“He wants to what?” Wonwoo asked, tossing his backpack on his chair in the studio.

You sighed as you slumped in your own chair, trying to settle in before you start Monday night’s show. “He wants to study together. Or grab lunch… Or both, I don’t know, he was being really weird on Friday.”

“Hansol doesn’t want to study,” he scoffed. “In a good semester, he owns one notebook, wide-ruled and maybe three pencils… Hansol doesn’t study.”

“See, that’s what I thought, too! What should I do? Should I say no when he asks for a date and time?”

“What!? No, go through with it! Play along and make him think you think he’s smart and likes to study!”

“Why would I do that!?”

“Because Hansol’s just that guy, you know? He likes to impress girls by liking things that they’re interested in and that’s how he makes them fall for him. I’ve seen his work.”

“And I’m supposed to just listen to him talk about how the mitochondria is the trap house of the cell and I’ll fall in love with him?”

“Yes! Or at least try to, it’s obvious he’s interested in you.”

“I don’t know why he’s even bothering. He’s probably just using me to get to Honey.”

“_____, not every guy is like that.”

“I don’t know, I’ve got a pretty good streak going on,” you said sarcastically. “I’m at a whopping five boys who have played me.”

“Ok, so there’s a chance that Hansol might be using you to get to Honey. But what if he isn’t? Are you going to let your connection with Honey cock-block you for the rest of your life?”

“That’s not what I meant,” you pouted. “I can still get laid if I want to.”

“But that’s not the same as a relationship.”

“I don’t think I should be taking relationship advice from someone who brings home a different girl every thirsty Thursday.”

“Hey, this is you we’re discussing, not me,” he scolded, though you could see him holding back his proud grin.

“Shut up and press the button already, we’re like fifteen seconds behind,” you demanded. He mocked your nagging with funny faces before dramatically pressing on the ‘On-Air’ button.

You sighed deeply into your mic. “Hello, friends. It’s your favorite problematic duo here, Honey and Wonwoo, aka HonWon. Or should it be HonWoo? HonWoo makes more sense, doesn’t it? I don’t know, let us know what you guys think our ship name should be, we trust you.”

“But put my name first!” Wonwoo shouts across the room.

“It’s 7:00 PM on a Monday evening as we’re recording this. You know, the melancholic Mondays are starting to feel a bit numb as the cold season approaches. My only class on Mondays and Wednesdays doesn’t start until three in the afternoon, and do you know what time I got out of bed today? 1:36 PM. And I was still so tired! It might be because I found out yesterday that I didn’t do so hot on my English exam. I almost didn’t get out of bed. I was ready to call Wonwoo to just come over so we can do the show in my room, but I didn’t. I got up, conquered my day, and now here I am, doing what I love by talking with all of you. Getting out of bed is half the battle. I know some days can get harder than others, but I know we can do it. I hope you all did or are doing what you need to do today and are ending your day how you want it to.” Wonwoo shoots you a thumbs up for your motivational speech. “On a much lighter note, I think we’re ready for our first caller! Caller number four, you’re on air.”

“Hello?” a familiar voice said. “Wow, hey, I got it! U-Uh, how are you?”

You and Wonwoo exchange a glance of panic. Neither of you could believe your ears. No way was it Hansol. But looking at Wonwoo’s wide eyes, you began to doubt yourself.

“Hey ~ there ~” you hesitated. “I’m doing well…! How about you?”

“Good, good. Absolutely nervous right now, but you know, good.”

“There’s no need to be nervous here. What’s your name?”

“Vernon,” he said quickly. “My name is Vernon.”

Wonwoo jumps out of his chair from excitement and quickly scribbles on his notepad. In his messy handwriting, you see the words, ‘THAT’S HANSOL’S MIDDLE NAME’ in all caps as he shakes the notepad vigorously.

You suddenly can’t find your voice. Shit, why was he calling!?

“W-Wow, interesting name. Sounds American,” you commented awkwardly as Wonwoo snickered. “So what do you want to talk about, Vernon?”

“This sounds stupid, but do you ever get the feeling that you’re misunderstood?”

You raised your brow at Wonwoo and he did the same. That’s not what either of you expected from Hansol.

“I mean, you seem like someone who’s pretty open about their feelings and what not, and maybe it’s because a lot of us don’t know who you are,” he continued. “But doesn’t that ever feel, I don’t know… Alienating?”

“Huh… You know, I never really thought about it. But I know what you mean. I cannot tell you how many times I’ve wanted to just shout out to the world about who I am. Why do you ask?”

“I feel like I’ve been trying to be someone I’m not for a long time. How emo do I sound right now, do I sound like I’m twelve?”

“No, not at all,” you said, trying to hold back your chuckle as you watched Wonwoo step out of the studio to laugh. “We’ve all been there, I promise you. Why do you think you’re trying to be someone you’re not?”

“I think I’ve just been so used to pretending because it’s gotten me laid so many times,” he chuckled sheepishly. You rolled your eyes at his obvious statement and ignored the sting in your chest. Something like that really shouldn’t bother you as much as it should. “And all of this pretending has sort of become a part of me, you know? All of my friends and all the girls that know me see me as this guy who doesn’t really give a fuck and I’ve kept this facade up for so long that I feel like I’m losing myself and it’s driving me fucking insane! Oh shit, I swore, sorry!”

“No worries, we’ll edit it that out.” Wonwoo rushed back inside to listen to the rest of Hansol’s story. “Why are you suddenly tired of it? It seems like you didn’t have a problem with it until now.”

“This is where the real problem comes in, I guess. So there’s this girl…” As Hansol paused, Wonwoo aggressively pointed his fingers at you with a wide grin on his face. You flipped him off to shut him up. “I really want to get close to her. Not even in that way, you know, at least not yet. Just like… As friends.”

“And you think that she won’t see it that way,” you mused. “You think she’ll see it as an attempt for you to get something else out of it.”

“Exactly! I don’t want to come off as the nice guy because I definitely think that’s what she’s thinking.”

Well, he’s not wrong. You’ve experienced way too many nice guys in the past and it bit you in the ass one hundred percent of the time. You thanked Honey for that.

“Have you asked her to hang out with you yet?” you asked, thinking that he wasn’t talking about you. You really hoped he wasn’t, and if he was, what were you to do if he actually asked to hang out?

“Not yet… We sort of made unoffical plans, but nothing was set in stone.”

“If you really want to be her friend, you have to show her. You know, put in the effort by asking her when she wants to make the plans official.”

“I was going to when I last saw her, but she’s really scary!”

“What!?” you exclaimed, insulted that he thought about you that way. Well, the girl he was talking about… “Why do you want to be friends with her then!?”

“I guess that’s kind of what attracted me to her,” Hansol chuckled. “I’ve never met someone like her before. She’s definitely not just someone I’d bring home for one night.”

“Maybe that’s what’s scarying you, too - commitment.”

“Yeah, that sounds like something I’d be terrified of.”

“I think you just need to put a foot through the door for now. If you’re serious about getting closer to her, then you need to take things slow. I think your idea of just grabbing lunch and hanging out is a great start.”

“Yeah, I think you’re right. I don’t even know why I’m overthinking so much in the first place!”

“You must like her.”

“A little bit,” Hansol sighed dreamily. “She’s really cute…”

A bright blush began to color you cheeks. Even if this wasn’t about you, the way he just talked about ‘her’ was so heartfelt. If this wasn’t about you, you might admit you were a little jealous.

“I wish you the best of luck, Vernon. You can always try calling us back if you need anymore help.”

“You’re the best, Honey. I hope you have a nice night.”

“Y-Yeah, you, too,” your flushing face was starting to get too much for you to handle. “Ok, I’ll be taking a short break as Wonwoo plays music that’s probably too explicit for this station. Be back in five.”

You mute your mic and take a deep breath before chugging some water. Looking at the clock, you saw it was only 7:20. You had over two and a half hours left of the show and you were already tired.

“That’s totally Hansol!” Wonwoo exclaimed. “I know that wannabe-deep voice anywhere! He was talking about you!”

“Shut up, that’s not -”

You were cut off by the loud textone of your cell that lit up the studio. You and Wonwoo froze in your place. You were too afraid to touch your phone and Wonwoo was all too eager, grabbing it before you could and reading the message.

“‘Hey, _____, it’s Hansol’,” Wonwoo read in his best Hansol voice. “‘I was wondering if you’d be free to grab some food after you’re done with Honey Time? I could use a study break.’ Oh, shit, see! I told you!”

“No way…” you whsipered. “So he really wants to be my friend? I don’t understand.”

“He wants to be your friend and then eventually, he wants to be more than just friends, come on, _____, I know you’re not dumb.” Wonwoo vigorously tapped on your phone. “‘Hey, Hansol! I’d love to grab a snack. I can totally help you with studying, too, if you need it.’”

“Hey, I’m not consenting to this!” you pouted. “Why did you agree!? I’m already tired!”

“Shut up, you woke up at 1:30 today. Be prepared to stay up late ‘cuz Hansol’s fucking terrible at science.”

“Why do you hate me?”

“I’m trying to get you laid, you should be thanking me. Oh, he texted back so quickly. ‘I definitely need it, but I couldn’t ask you to stay up so late with me.’ He’s so charming with girls, why doesn’t he ever text me like this?”

“Tell him, ‘Yeah, you’re right, that is too late for me to stay up.’”

“‘It’s no problem at all! I have nothing planned early tomorrow, anyways.’”

“I have a 9:00 AM tomorrow!”

“‘Sounds great, you’re the best. Can’t wait to see you.’ Ooh, you hear that? He can’t wait to see you ~”

“Fuck, break’s over,” you said, unable to curse out Wonwoo for his recklessness. You throw on your headphones and put on your fakest smile. “A~And we’re back. I think relationship advice is one of my favorite forms of advice to give. It’s especially rewarding during the cold seasons, as flourishing love warms my heart.”

“Gross,” Wonwoo commented.

“Too much? Let’s move on then, shall we? Caller number twenty-nine, what’s on your mind?”

“That Vernon guy sounds cute! Can I get his number?”

“Whoops, you’re connection’s going bad,” you said bitterly, purposely hanging up on the caller. “Sorry ~ Try calling again later.”

You ignored the peripheral sight of Wonwoo shaking his head at you in disapproval.

“And that’s all for tonight, folks. Thanks for tuning in, and as usual, stay safe out there. I’ll talk to you tomorrow, same time, same place. This is Honey signing off.”

Your phone lit up as Wonwoo began to shut down the studio. The text was from Hansol.

‘Just listened to the end of the show. I’m already here, but take your time’, it read.

“Jeez, someone’s eager,” Wonwoo said, looking over your shoulder.

“Pray that I won’t embarrass myself tonight.”

“That’s a waste of a prayer because I know you’ll do so, anyways.”

“Thanks for your support…”

“You’re welcome! I’ll head out first. You can tell him Honey left with me through the back door if he asks.”

“How is it that I hate you and love you at the same time?”

“The real statement is you hate that you can’t love me anymore than you already do.”

“Goodnight, Wonwoo.”

Wonwoo left the studio first and you took the two minutes of alone time that you had to mentally prepare yourself for this little, uh, date you had with Hansol. From the way that he was talking to Honey, it seemed like he thought you were intimidating, or something. But he also said that’s what attracted you to him in the first place… Should you be keeping up your own facade as Hansol was trying to break down his own?

Walking outside of the studio, you see Hansol waiting for you in sweats and a hoodie. He looked extremely tired and you wonder if it’s because he’s actually been studying a lot this whole time or if he’s just that tired.

He greeted you with another dazzling, gummy grin. “Hey! How was the show?”

Shit, you almost forgot he was your first caller earlier. Whenever you met your callers, you were always so awkward around them because it was hard for you to keep your cool and your secret a secret.

“It went well. Honey had a lot of callers talk about relationships today. It was interesting to listen to, to say the least.”

“Yeah… Do people ever call back and tell her if her advice worked?”

“I think a couple of times, but not really. It’s a shame, she and I always want to know if it ever worked out,” you said, trying to clue him in on calling again after tonight.

“Have you ever asked her about relationship advice before?” he asked you.

You shake your head. “No. Not yet, at least.”

“Why not?”

“Not to toot my own horn, but I think I’m pretty good at gauging how I feel about someone right when I meet them. If I have a feeling they’re using me for something, I cut them off.”

“I think your gauge must like me then,” he said, smiling proudly.

“I think so, too.”

“Wow, you weren’t kidding when you said you needed help…”

You and Hansol sat at a table in one of the 24-hour cafes on campus. He paid for your drink as a thank you for tonight. You noticed he liked his coffee black.

It was 10:30 right now, and with midterms coming up, you weren’t surprised to see that the place was packed. Hansol scattered all of his notes, past quizzes, and past exams on the table in front of you. His quizzes and exams had a lot of numbers in the 50s and 60s written in red ink.

“The mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell,” he said robotically.

“I can see that you got that question right, at least,” you said, pointing to one of his quizzes.

“Ugh, what do I do? The second midterm is next week and if I don’t get at least a B in that, I gotta retake the course in the summer!”

“Have you actually been studying?”

“Yes, I swear! It’s just that science isn’t really my subject and I have to take this course because I gotta fulfill the fucking gen-ed requirements.”

“What are you even majoring in?”

“International relations,” he grinned.

“Wow, I didn’t expect that.”

“Not many people do. Suits me, doesn’t it?” he asked. “Imagine me in a sexy, black suit, looking sexy. Totally my major, right?”

“Seems like you wanna be a fashion model instead.”

“Am I that handsome to you?”

“Ugh,” you groaned. “Go study.”

“What, you’re supposed to be helping me!”

“You’re distracting yourself!”

“Distracting myself or you?” he teased, leaning in closer.

You sighed, pulling on his hoodie strings to close the hood. “Do you flirt with all of your tutors?”

“Is it working?”

Hansol’s hands wrapped around yours so you’d let go of the hoodie strings. His hands were soft and warm, exactly how you expected them to be. Almost immediately, you yanked your hands back, not used to the closeness.

What have you gotten yourself into?

“Oh, sorry -”

“N-No, don’t worry about it! I’m just not used to, um, skinship.”

“Haven’t you had a boyfriend before?”

“No, not really,” you shook your head. “I’ve dated guys here and there, but it never worked out.”

“How come?”

You looked at Hansol and saw genuine interest in his eyes. You could tell he didn’t see you as that crazy girl who couldn’t get a boyfriend. If he really was trying to get closer to you for Honey, you couldn’t tell and you didn’t want to believe it.

You shrugged. “Just not lovable enough, I guess.”

“Did someone tell you that?”

“No, I just assumed.”

“Good, I thought I had to beat someone up,” he smirked.

“Then you really won’t pass biology.”

“Will you help tutor me still if I don’t pass?” he begged, batting his long eyelashes at you.

“No, because you’re going to pass, starting by labelling all of these organelles in a eukaryotic cell.”

“Ok, but after I get us more coffee.”

“Oh, no, that’s ok -”

“Nonsense! Friends get friends more coffee, right?” he winked, taking your empty cup.

“You’re stalling.”

“I definitely am.”

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Nurarihyon no Mago Season 1, Volume 3: Gozu & Mezu, Run Away! (ゴズ＆メズ、ランナウェイ！) Cast: Gozumaru, Mezumaru, Karasu Tengu, Kiyotsugu, Wakana, Gyuuki

Released: November 26, 2010

Running Time: 29 minutes

Summary: Fed up within living at the Nura Clan Main House, Gozu and Mezu try to escape - will they succeed?

Translation was done by a member of the now defunct NuraMago mangafox forums, but I believe they are the same user pika318 over on mangahelpers.

EDIT: Translation was done by x0401x!

Translation below.

Special Drama: GOZU & MEZU – RUNAWAY!

Wakana: *walking at the garden* Gozumaru-kun~? Mezumaru-kun~? *sigh* Where could the two have wandered off to? Karasu Tengu: *comes flying* Wakana-sama! Did something happen? Wakana: Ah, Karasu Tengu-kun! Ne, haven’t you seen Gozumaru-kun and Mezumaru-kun? Karasu Tengu: Gozumaru and Mezumaru? Have those two done anyth...? Don’t tell me, those two... have played a prank on Wakana-sama...?! Wakana: Eh? Karasu Tengu: Unallowable! Those two think they can do whatever just because they’re from Gyuuki Clan and keep overdoing it! Even to Rikuo-sama’s mother, Wakana-sama– Wakana: Ah, wrong, wrong! I just have a task for them... [tree branches moving] Wakana: Ara? Karasu Tengu: Shamelessly eavesdropping... THERE?! *throws something* Mezu: Aah, we were found out! Gozu: Let’s run, Mezumaru! Karasu Tengu: *grabs them* Wait!! M/G: Geh...?! Karasu Tengu: What did you think you were doing?! Spying and running away right in front of Wakana-sama?! Mezu: Y-you see... Gozu: It’s none of your business, right? Karasu Tengu: Of course it is, fool!! Now~, Wakana-sama~! You can punish these two as you please~! M/G: EEEH?! Wakana: I won’t do that! Aren’t Gozumaru-kun and him two poor things? Karasu Tengu: Oooh~! Wakana-sama, you’re so kind! Already forgetting the trouble these rude ones caused! Wakana: You keep misunderstanding... I just wanted the two to become girls~! Karasu Tengu: Is that so? You two should then obediently become Wakana-sama’s gir... *sweat-drops* “girls”? Wakana: Yes! Hora, you two are so cute~! You’d look neat in these clothes~! Karasu Tengu: T... these are...! Wakana: Cute, right~? I want the two to try them! Karasu Tengu: *sweat-drops* Aaah... but... why? Wakana: The truth is... I’ve always been longing for that! Not only having a son, but having a daughter, and have them try lots of cute clothes! Gozu: *sweat-drops* Aaah... Karasu Tengu: In that case, Yuki Onna or Kejourou would do... Wakana: But, Gozumaru-kun and him are also okay! Gozu: Don’t screw around!! We’re not your toys! Karasu Tengu: H-hey!! What kind of words are you using in front of Wakana-sama!? Wakana: I’m sorry... I didn’t think you’d dislike the idea that much... Gozu: We’re Gyuuki Clan warriors! You think we’d ever wear these things?! Mezumaru, maybe... Mezu: Gozumaru!! Karasu Tengu: Anyhow!! You two must obey!! Little ones, seize them! [youkai come from nowhere] Gozu: Uoooh?! What are these?! Mezu: There’re lots of small youkai...! I-I can’t move! Karasu Tengu: Wakana-sama, no worries. I’m sure these two are being nothing but timid. Wakana: Is that so? Gozu: Who’s being ti—nngh!! Karasu Tengu: There’s no reason for them not to follow Wakana-sama’s will. They’re merely anxious to put on these wonderful clothes as they pretend not to have interest in them. Gozu: Oazjsuhsfizsnhefhoijzfhhwhl!! Wakana: That’s it, ne~? The beginning will be embarrassing, but you’ll soon become happy with it, ne~? Thank you, Karasu Tengu-kun! Karasu Tengu: No, no... such thing... Hey! You lot! Hurry up and dress these two up! Small youkai: Yes~! Mezu: Wwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!! Hmmgh! Hmmmgh!! ~ G/M: *panting and running* Mezu: Haa... haa... mou, enough! I can’t run anymore... Gozu: Idiot!! Don’t stop, Mezumaru! We can’t let our guard down from that household, not even a little! We never know when those chibi youkai can appear again... Mezu: I know! Then... let’s hop in the carriage... Gozu: Idiot!! If we use something that huge, we’ll soon be found out! This isn’t a mountain, but a human-filled city! Mezu: What’s with that? Calling people “idiot, idiot” all the time! It’s not like running away was my idea! I was just following because Gozumaru said we had no choice! Gozu: You’d tag along just like that?! Well, mou, I get it! You can just go by yourself wherever you want— Mezu: Wah?! Ne, ne, look at that, Gozumaru! Gozu: Ah? Mezu: Hora! There! You see it, right?! Gozu: What? See what? Huh? What’s that... that big house? Mezu: It’s much bigger than a normal household, ne? I don’t remember ever seeing a house like that before... Gozu: True... h-heck! That doesn’t matter! Let’s go, Mezumaru! Mezu: I wanna go! Gozu: Ah? Mezu: I wanna try going there! I wanna try entering that enormous house! Gozu: Wai—what’re you saying? Instead of that, we should be runnin– Mezu: Just a little, isn’t it fine?! Let’s hide there! Gozu: We can’t! We don’t know that place! Mezu: If we’re not going in, then I’ll call the carriage! Gozu: Y... you... Mezu: Fair trading, right~? Moreover, I could call all of our Ushi-Oni comrades– Gozu: I-idiot! What are you thinking?! Mezu: Then, it’s decided, ne? Wai~! *runs* I wonder what’s in there~ Gozu: Oi! Wait, Mezumaru! *runs* Oi!! ~ [school bell] Gozu: What’s with this place? It’s full of human brats... Mezu: What is it, really? Humans gathered... maybe someone will eat them at once? Gozu: What?! There was such bastard at Nura Clan’s turf!? We should just throw them back to their place! Mezu: Gozumaru~! Ufu~! Gozu: W-what? What are you laughing at? Mezu: You always say those matters don’t concern you, but, in the end, you actually think of them as important, ne~? Gozu: Ah?! No way, right!? If something happens to them, it also affects the Gyuuki Clan, and– Mezu: *screams* Gozu: Eeh?! What is it this time?? Mezu: It’s Rikuo! Hora! There! Gozu: Ah, it’s true! Right there... but why is he at such place? Mezu: Ah, I remembered! Isn’t this... that place? Gozu: “That place”? Mezu: Ah, hora! The place where human children go... eh... ettooo... hum... it was certainly... ah! Kakkou! (T/N: “school” in Jap. is “gakkou”) [owl sounds] Gozu: This place’s called “school”, right?! Mezu: Aah! Yes, yes! That, that! “School”! Gozu: Haah... so this is that “school” thingy? I’ve heard about it, but, it really has a lot of brats... Mezu: Amazing, ne? Looks interesting, ne? Ah, ne, ne! Gozumaru! We also– Gozu: It’s no good! Mezu: Iiih?! I-I still hadn’t said anything!! Gozu: Your ideas are predictable! You wanted to stay here and play around with the brats, right? It’s no good, no good, no good. Mezu: Why~?! Mooou... Gozu: Do I really have to answer?! If anything should happen, it would trouble not only us, but also Gyuuki-sama! Mezu: It’s okay! If anything happens, you can just show off your Ushi-Oni claws, scary e~veryone, and then esca– Gozu: There’s no way we can do that, is there?! Rikuo is also here! And the bodyguards too... Mezu: Aah, is that so?? Gozu: Anyways, let’s just get off this place, before we’re found out by them... Kiyo: YOU GUYS! M/G: Aah? Kiyo: *gasps* It’s true...! Isn’t it true?! Gozu: What? A human? I thought the main house guys had found us... Mezu: are? I’ve seen him before somewhere... Kiyo: At school... and even in broad daylight! When I heard about it, I thought it couldn’t be, but really... aren’t there really are youkai here!? M/G: EEEH?! Kiyo: Aah, how can I put it?! This president of the Kiyojuuji Kaiki Tanteidan, Kiyotsugu, just had a meeting like this in this sort of place– Gozu: Oi, what do we do, Mezumaru?! He knows we’re youkai! Later, Karasu Tengu will definitely know about this! Mezu: Eh?! Don’t wanna! As I thought... you really should summon your Ushi-Oni... Kiyo: What are you talking about there? Mezu: Aaah! Kiyo: Won’t you let me chat with you too~? Because, aren’t we nakama? Gozu: N-nakama?! Mezu: Lies!! That’s totally wrong, isn’t it?! Kiyo: No such thing! I’m the same as you! Gozu: Eh? Is that so? Mezu: Could it be... he’s the same sort as us...? Kiyo: Aah! I’m the same sort as you. The same sort of... youkai-lover!! M/G: Haa? Gozu: “Youkai... Mezu: ...Lover”?! Kiyo: Aah, exactly! You really impressed me with these costumes! Going as far as walking in broad daylight in the form of the youkai you like! Gozu: “Youkai... form”...? Mezu: Ne, ne, what is he saying, this guy? Gozu: Ah! Could it be, this guy... has mistaken us for humans? Mezu: Eeeh~?! Kiyo: You, there! Your costume is that, right?! Gozu: Eh? Me?? Kiyo: The youkai who lurks in the mountains and preys on people... it’s Gozumaru! Gozu: Oh? Ooh... that’s it... Kiyo: And you’re his buddy, Mezumaru! Mezu: Oh? H-Hm... I’m Mezumaru. Kiyo: Ah~! Aren’t you two amazing? Even these long hairs! They even look natural! Mezu: Haha, “look natural”, you say? Gozu: Oi, let’s go, Mezumaru. Let’s not waste time with him... Kiyo: But you really did it well... specially this Gozumaru! He even has the Katana and all and brings up the perfect atmosphere! It almost looks like a real blade, ne? Gozu: Eh? Kiyo: Successor of the great youkai called Gyuuki, Gozumaru! His strength and fitness, combined with his wild looks are extremely intimidating! Gozu: I... is that so...? Mezu: Ah! Ne, ne! What about me? Kiyo: Wah! You’re wonderful too! These bones on your head... they almost look real! Mezu: That’s not it! How about strength?? Or coolness?? Kiyo: Well, well, there are a lot of tales about that! If you’d like, won’t you come to my secret room? The room where my Kiyojuuji Kaiki Tanteidan gathers! Mezu: Uwah! Seems interesting! Aah, but... Gozumaru would probably say “no good”, so... Gozu: I... it’s fine. Mezu: I-i-i-it is?! Gozu: We-well, it’s not like we’re in a hurry or anything! It’ll just be a little talk. Mezu: Gozumaru... could it be... you’re happy you were praised? Gozu: D’ah?! N-No such thing!! I don’t care about anything he said about me, intimidation, fitness, or Gyuuki-sama, or the Katana!! Mezu: You’re definitely happy, ne~? Kiyo: Wow... but the two of you should have a change, no~? G/M: Eh? Kiyo: To express more of your feeling of love for youkai... wouldn’t it be better representing more famous ones? Mezu: “More famous”? Gozu: Heck, it’s not like this is an actual costume or anything... Kiyo: Besides, almost no one knows youkai such as Gozumaru and Mezumaru, unlike me! M/G: WHA-?! Kiyo: Gyuuki would be much better, right? Instead of Gozumaru, who’s a non-big deal, petty youkai people wouldn’t know the name in comparison, ne~! Even I almost didn’t recognize you upon seeing the costume! Gozu: Grr... who... who’s the petty youkai people wouldn’t know the nameee?! *releases Fear* Kiyo: Guaah?! Mezu: Wai—Gozumaru!! Gozu: Don’t screw around, human!! I’ll make sure you never forget my name! I’ll engrave it in your body!! Mezu: You can’t! The one who said we couldn’t do that because Rikuo was here was Gozumaru, right?! Gozu: Shad’dap! Let go, Mezumaru! Mezu: I’m saying you can’t! Let’s go, Gozumaru! *drags him* Gozu: Aaaah!! Leeet gooo!! Uuuurrgh!! Kiyo: A... ah... getting this angry... it can’t be... those two really... really...!! Really love youkai!! Ah~! Alright~! From now on, I should... (voice fading away – can’t hear much of what he says) ~ Gozu: Grrr... that human bastard... Mezu: Eeeh, Gozumaru, still angry? Gozu: Of course! Didn’t you feel anything?! Mezu: It’s not like I didn’t, but since Gozumaru is that angry, guess you’re angry for both of us and my anger faded? Gozu: Aah, that’s right! You’re that kind of guy! Mezu: Well, well! Let’s forget the past! Let’s have fun now! Looks like we’ve come to another interesting-looking place! Gozu: Tch... by the way... what’s this place? [city sounds] Gozu: There’s a lot of humans again... is there a festival too? Mezu: Uwah~! There’re some interesting items too! Gozu: Aah?! Don’t we live in the same mountain?! Mezu: But, as expected, I know about this stuff. This isn’t a festival. Gozu: Then, what is it? Mezu: This is... called carnival! Gozu: “Carnival”? Mezu: Hm! Carnival! Gozu: What’s... different in it from a festival? Mezu: Dunno. Gozu: “Dunno”, huh? Mezu: An everyday gathering of lots of people isn’t a carnival? Gozu: There’s this many humans every day? Mezu: Of course! It’s noisy and somewhat fun, ne~? Carnival! Gozu: “Carnival”? Mezu: Yeah! Carnival! Gozu: I... somehow don’t feel so... Mezu: Ah! Ne, ne! Look at that! Gozu: Huh? What is that store? Mezu: Let’s give a closer look! *runs* Gozu: Ah! Oi! You’re doing it again! *runs* ~ Gozu: What’s this...? Mezu: What might this be, ne~? Gozu: There’re lots of dolls in this transparent box... Mezu: Maybe this is a doll store? Gozu: Why are they in this box? Mezu: Nah~! What’s the problem with dolls in a grass box? Maybe they’re light-footed dolls! Gozu: There’s no such thing like that! Mezu: Ne, ne~! Gozumaru~! Gozu: Ngh... I suddenly have a bad feeling... Mezu: Gozumaru~! Buy t-h-i-s~! Gozu: No good. Mezu: Eeeeh?! I wanna, I wanna, I wannaaa! Buy it, buy it, buy iiit!! Gozu: Shut up!! How old are you?! Mezu: Mekkun is three yearsh old~! *baby voice* Gozu: We’ve been living for centuries, you and me!! Mezu: Grrr... what’s that? Gozumaru, you big meanie! Gozu: Besides, if we bought something so big, where would you hide it?! It’d be a real problem! We can’t go back to Nejireme Mountain. Mezu: Ah... is that so? Gozu: It is. We’re under custody of the main house because of Gyuuki-sama’s orders. Mezu: That’s right... we... can’t go back, ne? Gozu: Aah. Mezu: Until when won’t we be able to go back? Until when will it be like this? Away from the mountain... *sobs* Gozu: Oi. Mezumaru. Mezu: What? Gozu: It’s fine. Mezu: “Fine”... you say...? Gozu: Like I said... it’s fine to buy this thing! Mezu: Gozumaru?! Gozu: Don’t misunderstand. It’s because you were acting like a spoiled brat... so I had no choice. Mezu: Thank you, Gozumaru! Gozu: Like I said, don’t misunderstand! I just... Mezu: But... it’s impossible. Gozu: Ah? Mezu: Like I said, with this face of yours, it’s impossible to go on! Mou, come on! It’s obvious it was a joke, isn’t it? Even so, Gozumaru took it seriously! “Don’t misunderstand”... that’s my line! Well, those kinds of words are cute, though~! Gozu: Y... yo... YOOOUUU!! Mezu: Anyways, Gozumaru, don’t you have 100￥? Gozu: AAH?! Mezu: Like I said, 100￥. To put in this. Gozu: Does that mean... this needs money to work? Mezu: That’s it. Gozu: Why do we have to do that? Mezu: Mou~! Gozumaru really doesn’t know anything! This huge box isn’t meant to be sold! Gozu: Eh? Is that so? Mezu: That’s it! This is... called vending machine! Gozu: “Vending... machine”? Mezu: Yeah! “Vending machine”! There was also one at the bottom of Nejireme Mountain, right? If you put money here, you can buy something that’s inside and it comes out! Gozu: Ah, is that so? Is that why there are so many dolls in it? Mezu: Ne, ne! That’s why, 100￥! Gimme~? Gozu: I haven’t got that. Mezu: Eh?! How come?! Gozu: There’s no way youkai have human money! Even if I had, why would I have to spend on you? Mezu: Gozumaru, you meanie! Big meanie! Isn’t it fine, just 100￥?! Mou... no choice... I’ll use my own 100￥. Gozu: So you had your own?! Mezu: Then, I’ll put it in! [music plays] Gozu: Aah?! What?! Mezu: Mou... don’t keep getting impressed at everything! This music starts playing once you insert the money. Next, a doll from there will soon come out soon... [music keeps playing] Gozu: Oi... nothing’s coming out. Mezu: Are? Gozumaru, could it be it’s broken? Gozu: I won’t touch this! Mezu: Weird... it’s supposed to come out from here... hm? Gozu: Look at this. Mezu: what’s “this”? Gozu: Ora. Here. This shiny thing. Shouldn’t you press it? Mezu: Ah! That’s it, that’s it! If we don’t press this button, nothing comes out! Well, just a little detail, ne~? Gozu: What’s “just a little detail”? Mezu: Then I’ll press it! Ih~! *presses button* [machine sounds] Gozu: Oooh?! Mezu: Are? Something... like a hand moved inside the box. Gozu: Could it be... this is what is used to catch a doll? Mezu: Ah, is that it~? It moves with this button and grabs with this other button! Ei~! *presses other button* [more machine sounds] Gozu: Hoho, there it goes! Mezu: Alri~ght! With this, I’ll get that cute one... Gozu: You got it! Mezu: Just a little more, just a little more... just a little more... *gasps* Gozu: Ah... Mezu: Aah, I dropped it! Gozu: Dang... you’re no good at anything... Mezu: Then, if it’s Gozumaru, you can do it? Gozu: Obviously! Something this simple... Mezu: “Simple”... what? Gozu: Nothing! Let’s go!! Mezu: Ne, ne! Gozumaru also wants to do it, right? Gozumaru~! I’m talking to you~! ~ Mezu: Nngh! Ice is delicious, ne, Gozumaru? Gozu: *licking ice cream* Hm... good. Mezu: Be more grateful! I bought Gozumaru’s share after all! Gozu: By the way, how come you have that much human money? Mezu: Allowance! Gozu: “Allowance”? Mezu: Rikuo’s Okaa-san gave it yesterday, right? She tried giving it to Gozumaru too, but you said you didn’t need it. Gozu: T-that’s... obvious!! Think I’d accept alms from humans?! Mezu: Ah~! It was delicious~! Then, let’s go back? Gozu: HAAH?! Mezu: No “haah”! We can’t stay here forever. Gozu: Wait, wait!! Don’t you remember why we’re in this situation!? Mezu: Hm? Why, again? Gozu: *exhales deeply* Just how much air-headed can you be? Mezu: It’s fine! Over there, they probably forgot it too! If it’s no good, we can escape again! Gozu: You remember, don’t you?! Mezu: Or we could turn noisy Karasu Tengu into grilled bird and eat him. Gozu: I wouldn’t eat that... anyways, I’m not going back! Mezu: Eh? Then, what will you do? Is it okay for us to stay forever away from home? For us, Nejireme Mountain is no longer– Gozu: Shut up!! No need to say it! I know that already! *sulks* I know it... Mezu: *sighs* There, there... *pats* Gozu: Gh... gh... DON’T PAT MY HEAD!! Mezu: I get it. If Gozumaru isn’t going back, I’m not going back either. Gozu: heh? Mezu: Let’s always be together, Gozumaru! Gozu: Mezumaru... Mezu: Well, it’s surely fun wherever we go, ne? As long as I and Gozumaru are there, the two of us! Gozu: It doesn’t matter if it’s fun, right?! Heck... don’t you have your head anywhere but on playing around? Mezu: Mou, not compliant at all, huh? If you’re happy, it’s okay to say you’re happy! Gozu: Who’s happy? Random old man: Hum... G/M: Uh? Random old man: You two... do you have a moment? Gozu: Ah? What is it? Mezu: Ojii-san, do you need anything from us? Random old man: Aah. In fact, Ojii-san needs you to... [car passing by] ~ Wakana: Hm... where could Gozumaru-kun and the other have wandered off to? Karasu Tengu: Still worried about those two, Wakana-sama? Wakana: Because, Karasu Tengu-kun, those children are not coming back. It’s quite a while since they left. Karasu Tengu: Honestly... being placed under the custody of the main house just to become nuisances... there’s no mistaking that Gyuuki should be the one taking responsibility for this if he wasn’t away! Wakana: *sighs* I’m worried... Karasu Tengu: I’ll request my children to look for those two. Like this, you don’t need to worry any longer. Now, now, go watch some TV... *turns on TV* Wakana: *sigh* I don’t feel like watching TV at... ara? Karasu Tengu: But... it’s good, isn’t it~? This TV thing... In mine and Supreme Commander’s younger times, I wouldn’t have imagined such thing would ever be created even in my dreams... Wakana: Wait! This is...! Karasu Tengu: Ooh, there was some sort of big TV show that started airing recently, right? That one person who had made a contract with the cable TV was said to be– Wakana: T-that’s not it! That! Look at that! Karasu Tengu: Hah? “That” would be...? Wakana: It’s that! Tha~t! Karasu Tengu: Hm? Has anything in this TV show caught Wakana-sama’s attent—uoooh?! Wakana: Those children... no mistaking, ne? Karasu Tengu: W-why... are Gozumaru and Mezumaru... in such a place?! [audience laughs] Old man: So happy, so happy~! Gozumaru-kun, Mezumaru-kun~! Ojii-san’s intuitions about you two were really accurate! Mezu: Hehehe~! Are you really that happy? All we did was to stand there smiling. Old man: Nah, just that is fine! You are all we need to make this show! This is the birth of new idols! From today on, your legend starts! Mezu: Uwah~! “Our legend”, huh~? Old man: I’ll be counting on you to do the same as earlier! Then, Ojii-san will be watching everything from the background! Mezu: Yes~! Old man: Do your best, ne, Gozumaru-kun, Mezumaru-kun! Bye! Mezu: No~w, let’s do our bests next time too, Gozumaru? Gozu: Hah. Mezu: Are? Why are you so serious? Just a while ago, you also weren’t laughing at all... could it be, you’re trying to keep this kind of character? Gozu: *mutters* Tch... what’s with that... you... Mezu: Mou~! Hang in there~! That Ojii-san even paid us a good meal right then and there! If we don’t do our bests, Ojii-san’s expectations will– Gozu: SHUT UP!!! [audience whispers] Mezu: Wai—why did you raise your tone?! Aah! Everyone! Sorry! It was nothing~! Gozu: Heh... quite a ragtag there... we, warriors from the Gyuuki clan, having to entertain those humans... besides, making a spectacle... Mezu: Aah, hora! It’ll soon be our turn! Gozu: Who cares?! You can just do it on your own! Mezu: What are you saying?! Hora! It’ll start! ~ Mezu: Hello~! I’m Mezumaru~! This is my friend, Gozumaru~! Gozu: Stop!! Mezu: Ah, wai... wai...! Aah, sorry! Gozumaru is a bit nervous~! Gozu: Oi, you’re really okay with this? Our pride as Gyuuki clan members will soon disappear, oi! Mezu: *laughs nervously* Ah, mou, what are you saying? What Gozumaru really wants to say isn’t that, right? Gozu: What?? Mezu: This is sudden, but, Gozumaru has a message to pass on! Gozu: What are you...?! Mezu: Live broadcast to the whole country! Take this rare change to spread this message to your important person~! Gozu: W-what are you saying?! I... such a thing... Mezu: Exists, doesn’t it? Gozu: Hoi?! Mezu: For that reason, I decided to come to this TV studio~! Gozu: W-what does that mean?? Mezu: He could be... watching this TV show, ne? Gyuuki-sama, that is. Gozu: Hah...! Mezu: There is, right? Something you want to say. Gozu: Mezumaru...! You had that purpose from the start?? Mezu: Ah, ora, ora! Hurry up and say it! If the camera stops, your long-awaited chance will be gone! Hora! Gozumaru! Gozu: Agh...! T-That... G... Gyuuki-sama!! I...! I...! Mezu: Hora! Gather some courage! Gozu: I...!! I WANT TO BE BY GYUUKI-SAMA’S SIDE!!! Mezu: alright~! That’s the spirit! Gozu: I’m sorry, Gyuuki-sama! But... at this rate, we’ll be no good! The main house isn’t our place! Our place is... only the place where Gyuuki-sama is! That’s why... THAT’S WHY, PLEASE, GYUUKI-SAMA!! Karasu Tengu: *slams wings onto the table* Th... THOSE GUUUYS~~~!! Mentioning a Nura clan youkai... in the te-te-television transmission...!! [Gozumaru’s voice on the TV: That’s why... THAT’S WHY, PLEASE, GYUUKI-SAMA!!] Wakana: Gozumaru-kun... Karasu Tengu: It’s a big issue! IT’S A BIG ISSUE!! An issue of Gyuuki’s responsibility! A huge responsibility that should fall upon the Gyuuki cla—uoah?! My foot... hit the table... *moans in pain* Even... E-Even this is their... ah, is theeeeir~~~!! ~ [door being opened] Gozu: Eeeght!! Mezu: Aaagh!! Mou~! That hurts~! It’s not like venting a little isn’t okay, right? Just trying to make things more exciting... [door being harshly closed] Mezu: Buah! What, what?! Hmph! It’s fine, ne~! Next time, we’ll call our comrades and make things even more– Gozu: Quit that, Mezumaru. Mezu: Eh? Gozu: It’s fine. Let’s go. Mezu: But... is it really fine? Gozu: I said what I wanted to say. We don’t have anything to do here anymore. Mezu: Gozumaru... if Gozumaru says so, then... Gozu: My bad... Mezu: Eh? Gozu: Because of me, we’re left with no place to return to again. Mezu: T-t... that’s not it! Ah, hora! Gozumaru’s place to return... could be by my side...? Gyuuki: Your place to return is obvious. Gozu: *gasp* Mezu: This voice... it can’t be... Gyuuki: *walking up to them* G/M: Gyuuki-sama! Gyuuki: Hmm... you’ve really done it, huh, you guys? Gozu: N... no excuses!! However... we are... we are...! Gyuuki: “We are”... what? Gozu: Like I said... t-that... Gyuuki: I asked “‘we are’ what?”. Gozu: *gasps* N... no excuses, Gyuuki-sama! N... no excuses... gh... no... exc... Mezu: please wait, Gyuuki-sama!! Gyuuki: Hmm? Gozu: Mezumaru... Mezu: Gozumaru is... Gozumaru is not at fault! Gyuuki: Oh? What’s the meaning of this? Mezu: Gozumaru was just... following around what I suggested... ah, ora! Because Gozumaru is so easy! Gozu: W-who is the easy one?! Who is... Mezu: Anyways! Gozumaru is not at fault! That’s why... if you’re angry, I... Gozu: wait! O-Oi... I don’t remember needing to be helped out by yo– Mezu: It’s okay, isn’t it?! Because we’re buddies– Gyuuki: Enough! M/G: *gulp* Gyuuki: Honestly, you guys are... Gozu: Gyuuki-sama... Mezu: We’re sorry... Gyuuki: Let’s go back. Gozu: Eh...? Mezu: “Go back”... huh...? Gyuuki: It’s obvious, isn’t it? To the place of return of you two. Gozu: T-that means...?! Mezu: Gozumaru!! We... could it be...?! Gyuuki: What’s wrong?! Let’s go, you guys! M/G: Gyuuki-sama!! Gozu: THANK YOU VERY MUCH! Mezu: We did it, ne, Gozumaru?! Gozu: Aah! We... we finally...!! *screams* ~ [nightly sounds] Gozu: Gyu... Gyuuki-sama... Mezu: This is... Gyuuki: Sorry, Karasu Tengu. Karasu Tengu: Honestly, Gyuuki! Do you understand? This is the result of you being so soft on them! Gyuuki: That’s right. I have no means to repair that. Karasu Tengu: Well, at least you went to get them back when the clan members couldn’t. I, too, am relieved you didn’t cause the Supreme Commander any problems... Gyuuki: You’re kind. From today on, too, I entrust these two to you. Mezu: Wa-wa-wait, Gyuuki-sama!! Weren’t we supposed to go back to Gyuuki clan?! Gyuuki: What are you saying? The place you reside in is... Nura clan’s main house. Mezu: No way~~~~! Gozu: I-it’s impossible, Gyuuki-sama! I can’t stay in this place anym... Gyuuki: Gozumaru... there’s nothing but this household I can offer as your residence. Gozu: b-but...! Gyuuki: Please, Gozumaru. I’ll place my hopes in you. Gozu: *gasps* “hopes”...?! In me...?? Gyuuki: Okay? Gozu: *gulps* YES, GYUUKI-SAMA!! Mezu: Mou... that’s why I said you were easy! Wakana: *gasps* Gozumaru-kun! Mezumaru-kun! M/G: Ugh?! Wakana: Mou, you weren’t coming back, so I was worried... But, if you two want, it’s okay for you to always come back and try more new cute cloth– Gozu: Let’s escape, Mezumaru. Mezu: Bye! Gozu: EXCUSE US, GYUUKI-SAMA! M/G: *run* Karasu Tengu: *flying* Hey! You two! Where are you going?! Gozu: This kind of place... like I can stay in this kind of place!! I’ll definitely go back (to Nejireme)!! *screams*

#Nurarihyon no mago #gozumaru #mezumaru #Gyuki #Wakana Nura #karasu tengu #Kiyotsugu #nuramago drama cds

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UNITY

SPOILERS BELOW - backdated from 10/30/2020

oh boy just the synopsis is making me scream. I'm convinced Cas is gonna die in this episode :(

"After a difference of opinion leaves Sam and Castiel behind, Dean hits the road with Jack to complete a final ritual in the quest to beat Chuck."

a difference of opinion huh???? "should Jack kill himself y/n" "let's just agree to disagree" hmmmmm fuck that

Sam won a lot of points with me for confronting Dean's bullshit in the last episode so I've got the Sam and Cas Q-pals plush toys out here to keep me company, along with some Angel's Envy which has been fairly necessary the whole way. trying to watch this one before the GISH hunt goes live so nobody in fucking YouTube comments spoils me

amara is reading murakami's norwegian wood. this bird has flown, huh

this is beautiful and it was probably filmed in like, someone's hotel in vancouver but

I like her swimsuit

the aurora borealis? at this time of year? in this part of the county? localized entirely within your hot springs?

castiel was in mexico?

thank god for sam and cas working together and "wel'l find a way. just get home." thank god for sam not speaking to dean.

"that's the only way" fuck you dean

I love rob benedict and I'm sad that chuck's shitty now

oh rachel miner is in this one

amara & jack is making me very sad, they were both locked up

I like the sound when amara disappears

oh thank god meredith glynn wrote this one

sam is trying to be kind

we've got two references to "blindly following orders" in last episode and this

thank fucking god for sam.

"jack's not family" OOF. OOF!!!!!!! tell us how you really feel, dean. we been knew, as they say

jack gets to ride shotgun but at what cost. what a miserable roadtrip

thank god for the academics.

this clearing/scene reminds me of the man who would be king, quite a bit

I love rob and I'm happy to see him even with the circumstances

oh chuck's editing the title cards huh. like it's clerks.

google lens tells me that amara has a "boat orchid"

ferns and fractals are pretty cool. ferns are very old too

silicon-based life is pretty cool too

I do understand chuck wanting a clean slate

when a bell rings an angel gets their wings, right

where are the heaven scenes filmed

chuck's gotten real bitter. chuck and dean have more in common now than dean and amara.

villains do indeed get all the best lines

IS it a trap? so it's not the bunker itself, it's amara's power?

god, poor jack.

so these are adam and eve, huh, or lilith? oh serafina.

"his aura, it's like skittles"

300,000 years huh. that's a long evolution of an idea.

the "which one did god touch" test is like what they did with Aang to pick the toys he wanted that the previous Avatars had had

well done "all of the above" jack

ah, a rib.

"You'll collapse into a living black hole for divine energy. One nothing can escape -- not the darkness, not God himself." how very homestuck of you, jack

I liked those actors a lot

you gonna apologize, dean? ever? no.

you gonna say that you never lived at all, for real? seriously, dean? none of this has mattered? that jack should die so you can do what you want. you'll say thank you, but not apologize. still no apology for locking him up. just more manipulation. I hate this.

fuck you dean.

ew god is he gonna eat that

don't do it, jack

so his grace and soul are two parts of a whole, huh. like chuck and amara.

:( aw cas picking the book up for sam is such a good moment

yes god i want sam to be able to go into that library

"a treatise on the realms of death" love it

I love the cas & sam intense research extravaganza. that's it, that's the ship. good teamwork

if rachel miner is in this then the empty is in this

there's a lot of shit in the bunker

oh cas found it

not gonna translate for us, huh

"Sam, for what it's worth I don't think you're crazy. I think your internal compass is functioning perfectly."

I love them :(

who's the dead guy in the W section huh

oh a lotta dead guys, did chuck kill these angels actually "they're just away"

oh is that the empty then having a good time with the angels

yeah there they are

I love rachel miner, I love that misha set the standard for how the empty acts and then everyone else is matching his mannerisms

god, sam is smart. he's a good liar when he needs to be.

"God's so protective of his little sandcastles" is a great line.

I LOVE YOU SAM

sam! is smart!!!

rob is so good at being cruel that it is upsetting to watch

sam, always gotta know everything, can't leave well enough alone. that is a big mood.

"I'm trying to get you to listen" indeed, it never fucking works

wow, jesus. pulled a fucking gun on sam.

"what part of 'omniscient' don't you people understand" indeed

"[Dean] could send you into the meat grinder with a wink and a smile." that is what he always does

amara should've talked to sam instead of dean, dean doesn't care about people

chuck can also send people into the meat grinder with a wink and a smile. who wrote dean? :')

"I'd trade 'em all for Chuck, in a heartbeat"

"What about me? Would you trade me?" and dean doesn't answer right away, huh. sam's supposed to be dead many times over, according to the empty

so chuck now houses angelic grace and demonic... uh, darkness?

"You consumed your sister?" also very homestuck of you, alt!Calliope-Chuck

sounds like a lighter not quite sparking

do your toys spark joy, chuck

oof.

that was A Lot

I expected Cas to die but we got Jack getting all fucked up instead, we got the sad ending credits music

#s15e17

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Alpacas Over Flowers

who? : MXM’s Im Youngmin fluff bullet-point ver.

the ‘Our Two Lips’ flower boys LDH PJH PWJ KJW

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blog navigator. ndlahdkdhdj last few instalments of the flower boy AU series….for now. Please don’t request anymore for this series until further notice but I thank you to all who requested, these were really fun to write and experiment with but it is not something I want to dwell on for too long. I don’t think I’m very good at it either…lol rip. There’s still Guanlin and Justin left. Since it is October, it’s time to get spooky. 👻 Request Halloween, fall-related things, please! Never had a go at them but I will try. Thank you so much to everyone who has contributed to this series, especially all the sweet and kind comments you guys leave. 💕 It was fun, and until Guanlin’s! - Admin L

• so there’s this cute adorable lovable amiable guy in your uni lecture • you have a major • major • major crush on him but honestly, who doesn’t ??? • but he doesn’t attend classes very often bc he’s sick • jokes • he’s just out there being an underground rapper • you don’t really pay attention to that scene but your best friend found out and pretty much told the whole squad • and she also spilled the part where you really liked him • wow thanks a lot andrea

• 2017 best friend award • it’s embarrassing asf • now everyone ships you too together • Jinsoul offers to accompany you to one of his gigs but you decline since it’s super close to mid-terms and you aren’t sure how Youngmin can keep his grades, music and life balanced • plus, you can’t exactly picture cute, red haired Youngmin with an alpaca keychain on his backpack as a rapper • let alone one that spits utter fire • it’s lit 🔥🔥🔥 • you listened to two seconds of his diss track for Mnet and shut your laptop • contemplating life and sobbing over how good he was • it was that good • howdareyoumnet • the track was titled was titled SnakeNet™ ft. Park Woojin • bouta catch snakes with my net • * insert badly edited picture of Admin L swinging a net at Mnet and SM * • I need to stop making Mnet snake jokes i’m sorry • so • yeah, Woojin, that shy, awkward kid who majored in dance • Brand New College thrived with the talent • so anyway, your alpaca boy rarely came to class but whenever he did, you tried to sit as near as him as possible • he radiated sunshine and happiness • it made you all fuzzy and happy on the inside too, it was like he rarely had a bad day • trying to suck some of that positive energy • moving on…………….. • somehow, you always ended up like three seats away • Youngmin seemed to always be flanked by his best friends, Jeong Sewoon and Kim Donghyun • they always protected him from the world • asdfghjkl stop separating me from my man • but it’s cute to have such an amazing protection squad, they’re a force to be reckoned with • one day, you decided to approach him after your lecture • yes you did it • two steps away • his back was towards you, displaying some expensive brand of the shirt he wore • one!!! • unfortunately, he seemed to be hurried and rushed off, a few pieces of paper dropped out of his backpack • even his cute little plushie alpaca keychain thudded to the ground • “hey! Youngmin!” you had yelled but he was already dashing down the corridor with his friends struggling to keep up • you were the last one in the lecture hall • deciding to return it to him another day, you picked up the soft plushie and the sheets of paper that fell out of his bag • c'mon you were a decent classmate • as you shuffled through the papers, a pastel coloured flyer fell out from one of them • it was very pretty • puzzled, you picked it up and examined it • “Our Two Lips?” • you showed it to the queen of knowing everything that happened in your city, Jennie • “ahhh, so the rumours are true.” she said, amused • furrowing your brows and frowning, you cocked your head to one side “what?” • “ahhh, Im Youngmin, Park Woojin and Lee Daehwi are rumoured to have been hired to work at this new cafe” • you swore you walked passed the place before when it was all boarded up and had no clue what tf it was • you nodded as Andrea cackled away • “oh my god Y/N you would love that place so much” • your friends confused you beyond imagination • “huh, why?” • Jennie and Andrea burst into laughter • “It’s a flower boy cafe!” • oh my god • w a s t e d • i’m still confused by this idea though…never heard of it until now and even though I’m able to grasp the basic concept, idk much i’m sorry :(( • okay just imagine • Im Youngmin as a barista • Im Youngmin as a barista in a flower boy cafe • Red-haired Im Youngmin as a barista in a flower boy cafe, Our Two Lips wearing a flower crown • Red-haired Im Youngmin as a barista in a flower boy cafe, Our Two Lips, wearing a flower crown as he serves you coffee • and food • food is important I hope you guys are eating well • you pretty much spit out a bunch of gibberish as your face becomes tomato red • “Oh! Wasn’t your last lecture today? Looks like you’ll have to visit him if you want to return his charm” • a s d f g h j k l • you really can just wait until the summer is up but that’s mean and he might want his charm back immediately • of course, he loves his charm, it is adorable • you love it too • it’s a soft, small plushie that has been patched on the side • :“) • you make it sit on your bed side table so it’s the first thing you see when you wake up and the last thing you see when you sleep • also because you’re scared of losing it • how would you explain to the flower boy? • it takes you a couple of days to visit the place • a few of your classmates went on the opening day • it’s safe to say they almost fainted from the cuteness • they facetimed you right after • "oHMy gOD y/N yOu goTTa cOMe anD SEE YounGMIn” Jinsoul yelled as she shakily held her phone • “yO i’m shOokeTH” - Andrea, about the cafe, 2017 • “bye bye sweetie” • honestly, you were a anxious mess, your palms were sweating, your legs felt like jelly • it’s just to return his charm! • and his lecture notes • calm down!!!!! • nah • you fretted about it until you reached the cafe and put on a fake relax look • the plan was simple, approach the counter, ignore the food, pass Youngmin his charm back and leave • that was the original plan • until you saw how breathtakingly beautiful he looked • it was probably the first proper glance you had gotten at him • that was not from your seat, far away, through the lens of a pair of binoculars, like a creep • “hello! I’m Youngmin, and I’ll be your flower,” proceeds to grab a rose out of his apron pocket, “boy for today” • you weren’t joking when you said you felt a teensy bit light headed • your hand closed around the plastic-wrapped rose and you stared at it in awe • stick!! to!! the!! plan!! • you cleared your throat, “actually-” • “ahhh, table for one” • youngmin wasn’t being rude - at least he hoped you thought so- he just wanted to get to know you a bit better, plus, you willingly came to the cafe • “you’re in the same friday and wednesday lecture as me right?” he asked as he escorted you to your seat, ignoring your reluctant protests. Youngmin was going to keep you here • “um yes.” you replied softly, heartbeat accelerating by the seconds • he nodded, “ahhh, no wonder your face seemed familiar” • eye contact, charming smile, faint tinges of pink of his cheeks • “i knew i’d never forget a beauty like you” • he left you with the menu and your red face with a disorganised plan • that boy is smooth • @ Youngmin, I see you • it’ll be rude if i reject him as a server…..no i can’t do that • you ordered something because you were hungry though, it seemed too good to resist • “what’s a beauty doing here all alone?” Youngmin posed as he collected your menu • you mumbled out an incoherent, embarrassed reply • he chuckled, “will my aegyo get you to open up?” • instead of speaking, you plucked the plushie charm from your pocket. “i found this in the hall the other day, I figured I should return it.” • “oHmYgoD!” • truthfully, Youngmin allowed it to fall, hoping you would return it and take it as a sign • Donghyun had taught him a trick or two on how to be the nation’s boyfriend and he was ready to win your heart • “are you serious? I went crazy trying to find this! Thank you so much! Isn’t your name y/n? Can I call you that?” • he appeared a little flustered and surprised, clutching his plushie close • he genuinely treasures his plushie okay, fight me • it was cute • ugh • “y/n, and yeah sure” • Youngmin opened his mouth to speak but he was called away by another server. He smiled apologetically and thanked you again, promising to be back with your order soon • you scrambled to text your friends but your hands were trembling like a leaf that you missed all the keys • do leaves tremble? • your texts to them were a mess but they got your drift anyway • Youngmin arrived with your order, “I’m here to give you your food and my heart.” • you really couldn’t help but burst into giggles • “will you accept it, Y/N?” • beaming brightly, you nodded but was still unable to keep the laughter at bay • youngmin chuckled along with you • boi i kid you not hearing his laugh was a blessing • b l e s s • since the cafe was pretty empty, Youngmin settled down in the seat across from your own because “everyone should have company” • he wasn’t much of a talker but he was a good listener, the more he warmed up to you the more he spoke • his eyes lit up when you mentioned you listened to his mix tapes • “you’re a really great rapper” • he just blushed and mumbled a 'thank you’ in reply, the ability to speak left him • “ahh, t-thank you.” • you took note of how well his red hair contrasted against his peach coloured flower crown. It only made him all the more charming and prince like • Youngmin’s company was enjoyable and you could foresee him becoming one of your good friends • you were reluctant to leave • he felt the same way • Youngmin isn’t the kind for a hella lot of aegyo but he has a way with words • even though he says he doesn’t • “y/n? do you have a map? cause honey, I’m getting lost in your eyes,” he said, tapping the pot of honey on your table • o i love puns • “you’re so sweet, are you made out of sugar?” *lifts up jar of sugar* • you’re just out there dying at his lame ass puns • but at the same time, dying bc he’s FLIRTING WITH YOU • imagine your crush flirting with you • hah can’t relate • “y/n, we’re like a four-leafed clover, you are C, I’m R and there’s love between us” he purred out, making finger hearts • you’re nearly dead and although these are somewhat awful, it’s cute • “i never knew you were like this, you never really talk in class…..” you muttered. “so innocent…” • “the only crime I’ll commit is stealing your heart” • bYE BYE IM • it gets late and you eventually have to bid him goodbye • but before you leave, he slides you a note and says, “y/n, if you can accept my love, how about accepting my number?” • “yes! I’ll text you.” • you hastily punch his number into your phone, nearly messing up because you’re still freaking out • there’s an alpaca, llama emoji next to his name, whatever you can find on your phone • suddenly, you become the envy of all the customers, especially when he gives you a matching alpaca plushie • *makes a mental reminder to attach it to your uni bag* • Youngmin smiles bashfully at you but says nothing • when you hand back the board to him after writing your signature - because you paid by credit card, he whistles • “damn, i was looking for a signature on you because a masterpiece always has one” • you are about to punch him • but only out of love • your heart is going to explode • he winks from behind the counter as you head out • “see you soon, Y/N.”

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