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plaindangan · 7 months

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NNN Failure - Protags (Hajime, Makoto & Shuichi)

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(For the other NNN Failures, limit to just one muse at a time, please!)

Names: Hajime Hinata, Makoto Naegi & Shuichi Saihara

Failed: Day 30

Report: Now, this was a close fight to the finish. What happens when you have three guys - each one having hordes of ladies that desire them, mind you - that are not only stopped from cumming from an entire month, but also have to deal with said ladies who are increasingly growing frustrated that they can't fuck them yet (both concerning those who failed and those who are close to breaking).

Well, you get a fight for survival that had all three team-up in a group effort to stay unfucked for as long as possible. From barricading themselves in Shuichi's office as the likes of Angie, Mikan, Sato, Celeste and Miu were tearing down their doors, to hiding in the locker rooms as Hina, Kirumi and Natsumi lurked about for some 'fun time in the pool', to even running at full speed in the woods to escape the horniness of an Ibuki, Sakura and Tsumugi hellbent on making a romp in the woods to remember!

They were so close...but things started to fall apart when they got separated in town on the last day. Desperate, Hajime thought to hide in Chiaki's apartment on the last day to wait it out. She was usually chill so he could probably pass the day here, right? Well, when he got himself inside, the gamer was waiting for her in the world's most ill-fitted set of pajamas that not only showed so much of her jugs, and was snug around her chubby ass, but so put on so poorly that Hajime could even see parts of her thong and a good deal of her soft stomach. Try as he could to resist, it was during a co-op session with her that she took noticed of his 'issues playing' and sought to remedy it...with her mouth. Hajime was out, but he sure didn't care at this point...and certainly wasn't going to care as more girls from his class would come on by to 'punish' him for his failure~ (Especially with the likes of Natsumi, Mikan and Mahiru~)

As for Makoto, for once, his luck seemingly hadn't screwed him and got him to hide out in his room, door locked and all. He was safe...only for him to look to his closet and see Kyoko and Sayaka dressed in lingerie and clearly having zero intentions of letting him go so easily (bribing the love of your life's mother and sister to do this with concert tickets, and getting to hear such a fuckfest themselves gets you pretty far it seems~). But given how beautiful both looked, yeah, Makoto called it quits too, with him barely being able to announce it before the horny women descended upon him. Craving that big, thick, 'Hope' he's been carrying all month~ And they wouldn't be the only ones as they announced his location to the rest of their class...they just had first dibs (and both knew they needed to get some alone time with him before Mukuro or Junko showed up~)

Finally, then there was Shuichi. He couldn't go back to his agency (still getting repairs) and he knew he couldn't risk being out in the open for long. So...he took a risk. They'll be looking everywhere for him, but would they really consider that he'd be hiding out in some place he'd detested. Like...oh! DICE's hideout!! Shuichi usually avoided it like the plague, but if it meant he could win the challenge he'd be happy with it. After managing to locate Kokichi, he begged to hide there...and the Supreme Leader agreed. Though on the condition that Shuichi will have to pay a fee for requesting their aid. Shuichi, though suspicious, agreed. He was taken to the hideout and, as if became night, gradually began to calm down. It was risky, but he finally was going to win!!! Well, at least he thought. But there was the issue of the 'fee' Kokichi mentioned. As it turns out? Said fee was walking into Kokichi's room with three very horny clown girls and the hung dictator femboy himself - all naked and all very horny for some detective ass~ Shuichi would have ran...but, well, Kokichi's cock was already alluring him in way too much. And those girls were noththing to sneeze at. Hence, Shuichi broke and eager began to suck off Kokichi, while his minions worked to help 'initiate' Shuichi into DICE by either eating him out or getting some of that cum out before the other girls arrived. Which, by the way, Kokichi pretty much snitched on Shuichi immediately to turn this orgy up a notch~ ("My dear Shuichi only asked for me to let him into my hideout, he never said I couldn't tell the others about it~")

So, yes, their long journey ended in failure. But given how it ended with essentially the greatest, literal fucking, night of their lives...the trio agreed that, for next year, maybe skipping out on the challenge might better in the long run~

#DRnaegi-R18 #DRhinata-R18 #DRsaihara-R18 #PDR Event: NNN

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the-alice-of-hearts · 3 years

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Kids Again Ch 4

He's always running with no one to keep warm

Two years she watched him run the rooftops and do his best to live up to the image that Bruce had, it wore heavy on him.

She saw him get more reckless, and hurt more often. It was like he was running in circles, he was trying so, so hard to be better. She couldn’t even tell if he knew that’s what he was doing. So she stayed in his head as much as she could, making sure that he didn’t die on her.

Marinette came to class with bags under her eyes. Her friends watched her up her coffee intake, she moved everyday like she knew something bad was going to happen. She got quieter, more clumsy. She would be there one moment and then in Gotham the next. Kim walked next to her, made sure he was ready to catch her. Alix went with Marinette any place the boys couldn’t. They watched over her; made sure that she didn’t get hurt.

“Mari?” Alix had asked her in a small voice one day, “when did you sleep last?”

The four of them were lying on her floor, working on homework like they always did. Kim and Nino looked over to see her response.

“What day is it today?” Marinette stalled for time, hoping that it hadn’t been too long. They got overprotective when she went too long with sleeping, and it wasn’t something she wanted to deal with today. Unfortunately it looked like they weren’t going to answer until she did. She sighed loudly, “I think I got a decent amount on thursday. Slept almost 5 hours before... waking up.”

Kim reached over to hug her, they all knew what was unsaid. She woke up in pain, scared, and hurting.”

Nino came closer as well, “Netté, today is wednesday.” He reached out and held her hands, “go to sleep. We will watch out for you. He usually naps before patrol anyways yeah?”

She rubbed her eyes, “yeah... he does… but we still have homework to finish.”

Alix grabbed the papers that Marinette was reaching for, “and we can finish our own work then help you with yours after you nap.”

Marinette bit her lip trying to stay alert enough to protest, “you’ll fail english without me.”

Kim laughed and tapped his fist on her head, “at the rate you’re going we’ll fail with you too. Please em gái, take a nap. Just a short one will do.” ((Vietnamese: little sister))

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With that they convinced her to go lay down. The three of them looked at each other, Alix spoke up first, “what do we do if…”

“If he dies.” Nino picked up the train of thought, “I don’t know that we can do anything.”

“I swear to any of the gods listening, if he hurts her, I will kill him myself.” Kim looked at Mari. She was sleeping heavily, but he could see her start to toss and turn. “He’s already giving her nightmares.”

“All we can do is be steady for her. She needs us to be strong, so we will be. Alix, do you think your dad will let you stay here for a while?” Nino had started planning out all of this weeks ago.

Alix nodded, “yeah I think he’s about to go to an excavation site soon anyways. My brother would be glad to not have to look after me.”

“Good. Kim, can you run interference with the teachers? This is hard enough on her, we don’t need her to have extra stress on her plate.”

“Yeah I can take care of that.” Kim was still looking at her so he saw when she finally let out a sigh and settled down, “how do we make her sleep though?”

“I can help with that.” Sabine had climbed up to check in on then and heard the conversation taking place, “We have her with a therapist, and it will be easy enough to get her prescribed meds for her anxiety and to help her sleep. It’ll just be a matter of making sure she takes them.”

Nino nodded at her, “We can make sure she’s taking them in the morning. I have to take mine each morning and evening on a schedule as well as needed for worse times. I can help there.”

Sabine smiled at him, “thank you Nino, that would help a lot. Alix you can stay here as long as you want, but if it gets to be too much please let us know.” She took on a stern voice, “You shouldn’t have to bear this alone. None of you are to take on more than you can handle. I know you want to help her, but you’re all kids too. I’m not above banning you from the house if I think you are putting too much stress on yourselves.” She reached out to grasp Nino’s hand, “I mean it. I know you know very well what she is going through, but your mom and I have a deal.”

Nino smiled back, “yes ma’am. I promise.”

Sabine stood up from where she had sat near them, “With that settled, who wants to help me bring up some food for everyone. You all should eat, and Marinette will need to eat when she wakes up.”

Kim offered to go help her. After they left Nino turned to Alix, “you have to make sure she’s taking her meds at night. She won’t want to, and she will try to hide it. But you have always known us better than we know ourselves. You have to make sure she takes them.”

Alix nodded at him grabbing his hand and giving it a squeeze, “You know I will. Found family, right?”

“Found family.” he repeated the vow.

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Marinette stopped talking one day. She was getting sleep, but she still wasn’t in Paris enough. So she stopped talking. If she didn’t say anything then people noticed less when she left in the middle of a conversation.

No one else at school noticed. Well no one but Chloé, but even she knew that this was off limits for teasing. Chloé may have become a bitch to Marinette for no known reason, but she knew the limits on what was too far.

Mariette went silent so Kim got louder. The three hoped that if the teachers were focused on him being a clown that they wouldn’t notice Marinette not participating in class. Kim and Alix started a ‘rivalry’, making sure that any eyes that might stray to Marinette would land back on them. Nino had Marinette sit next to him so he could take notes for her, and nudge her if a teacher was looking at her. He also had the worst job, making her actually take her anxiety meds. Alix and Kim played distraction, Nino played mother hen.

Marinette from a year ago would still have complained. She would have reminded them that she was a big girl and she could take care of herself. This wasn’t Marinette from a year ago, this was their best friend so scared for her soulmate’s life that she couldn’t take her eyes off of him.

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Then something unexpected happened.

Marinette spoke up during their study session unprompted for the first time in weeks, “He’s not Robin anymore.”

Alix sharply looked up from where they had been laying, “What?”

They all hesitated waiting for Marinette to continue, “Bruce saw his stitches, he... well he blamed Jason.” She scoffed at the thought, “like the asshole didn’t drive him into his recklessness.”

“Netté, what happens now?” Nino was always the first one to speak up.

“Bruce said that he was wrong, that he shouldn’t have trusted Jason as Robin. He ran away. He’s stronger now, so being on the streets isn’t as dangerous. But he’s back out there. He went to one of his old hideouts. I don’t know what he’s doing next…” she trailed off and they all waited for her next thought.

The boys had both moved closer, Alix was still laying on their back looking up at Marinette. They all knew that when her thinking face came out they needed to wait for her to speak up.

She took a deep breath, “I need you guys to help me get him here. I know it’s a lot to ask, and I totally understand if you can’t help me, but it’s just-“

“How are we going to do that?” Kim asked her, cutting her off. They were all willing to do whatever it took to make Marinette smile again.

She stared at him for a moment, her mouth in a perfect O, “you’ll really help?”

Alix nudged her leg, “found family right?”

Marinette smiled at that, “yeah, found family.”

She laid out her plan. It would take them all because it involved smuggling Marinette to Gotham, and her parents would notice if she started acting unusually in front of them.

It only took a week to get things together. Alix had convinced their dad that they were looking into a historical artefact in class and wanted to prove their teacher wrong so they needed to go to America with Marinette as a witness. He bought the story easily, believing Alix when they told him they needed to take Marinette specifically because she knew the city better. Reminding him that her soulmate grew up there. So with two plane tickets the plan was finally in motion. Kim had been bringing his gym bag empty to the group study sessions so that Mari could pack clothes in it. Nino had a suitcase that he had smuggled out when his parents weren’t home. All of it was slowly collected at Alix’s house. Since their dad was still out of town they only had to drop home to take care of their plants, so it made it a really easy place to keep things.

Then it took another week for their departure date. For the entire two weeks Marinette had been so focused on going to Gotham that she didn’t notice that Jason had been blocking her. Later she would know that he didn’t even realize he was doing it.

They were at school the day before they would be on their way to Gotham when Mari checked in on Jason, making sure that she could find him. Hoping that he was in a place that she would easily be able to find him. He wasn’t. He wasn’t even in Gotham. He was in a desert, with a woman. She looked a little like Jason, but his mom had died… and this wasn’t Catherine.

Marinette looked up at Kim with fear in her eyes, “Something is wrong.” she said it quietly. With Alix’s hearing, Kim’s ability to read lips, and Nino sitting next to her it was easy to be sure that they all knew something was happening.

Kim acted fast, shooting a rubber band at Chloé made her stand up and start yelling. That provided enough distraction for Alix to get over to Marinette’s other side. With Nino and Alix surrounding her, and Kim playing distraction she was able to completely follow Jason. It wasn’t good, he was with the woman. He called her mom, guess that explained why he wasn’t in Gotham. When Joker appeared Marinette gasped.

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She was loud enough that Rose and Juleka looked over at her. Alix shielded Marinette’s body as much as they could, trying to make sure that no one could see her face. The terror on it shouldn’t be seen by anyone else. They took care of each other, and Marinette would be mortified if she found out someone else knew what she was going through. But not even with the combined efforts of all three of their strengths could they keep the attention off of her when the screaming started.

It was like listening to a horror movie. Marinette’s screams ripped through the classroom. If you asked anyone to describe it they would tell you it was like being in a room that was filled with terror.

“Everyone get out!!” Chloé yelled loudly. Alix looked up at her in surprise, not expecting Chloé of all people to help. Between Chloé and Kim they got the classroom cleared in less than a minute. “I’m gonna stand outside the door so no one comes in. Just, take care of her yeah?” with that she walked out of the room and closed the door. They could see her shadow still there. True to her word no one came in the classroom. Unfortunately everyone in their hall could hear the screams.

“Netté, please. You have to listen to my voice. You have to come back, come back to Paris. You don’t want to see this. Please come back to us.” Alix finally clued back into Nino’s voice. He was trying to get her to come back, but it didn’t seem to be working.

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Marinette wasn’t listening to Nino, she was caught in this moment. Watching Joker beat Jason, his blood spilling out on the floor. Then something happened that opened everything. Her mother had once told her that some soulmates could talk to each other in times of crisis, and this would count as one.

She could hear Jason’s voice, ‘please let me pass out, please let me pass out, she doesn’t deserve to see this, please whatever deity might be listening let me pass out!’

Then she heard others in the link, ‘Jay bird! Please tell me you’re there! Little wing I’m trying to get there faster, but you have to wake up. There’s a bomb, you have to get up. Jay you have to get up now! You have to go to the door.’

“Jason please! Please wake up. We need you, we need you to wake up. I need you!” Marinette didn’t realise she had spoken out loud, but she would feel that her friends were all holding her.

‘You don’t really know me, but please live for us. We all need to meet you one day.’

“Jason you have to get to the door.” She was sobbing now.

‘Jay, wake up!’

He started moving, crawling towards the door. For a moment she had hope that he would make it. She could feel everyone pleading with the gods to just get him out of there alive. Then he tried the door, it was locked. He didn’t have enough strength or time to get out of there, ‘I’m sorry. I’m sorry I never got to love you Marinette.’

If she hadn’t already been in Kim’s lap she would have fallen to the ground. All the energy in her body was gone. It was like a huge chunk of her had been ripped out.

“Mari, can you hear us?” she heard Alix’s soft voice.

“Netté, we need you to talk to us.”

Her sobs had turned into a hysterical laugh, “he’s dead!” She looked at Nino, still crying but becoming worse by the moment, “the fucking clown killed him!”

Kim was running his hands through Marinette’s hair, all three of them waited for her to break back down. They had gone through it with Nino, they would be just as steady for Mari.

After her laughing turned back to sobs Kim wrapped his arms around her again. Holding her tight, “we’re here for you em gái. We’re here.”

“He’s dead… Jay’s dead…” she sniffled turning to press her face into Kim’s chest, “and his last thought was of me.”

Nino and Alix had moved in and were hugging her now too. “Netté, I promise, it gets easier.”

#maribat #jasonette #soulmates #Kids again fic

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caprina-mints · 4 years

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Hi again, can I please have an headcannon of (Masky, Hoodie, Kate the chaser, Slenderman, Laughing jack, Jason the toy maker) with a y/n that has a fetish for emotionally and physically, mentally pain (a pride sadistic)

Warning : People who are sensitive to the Topic of self harm and Being inflicted with Pain should NOT read this because it may trigger you and I don't want that to Happen. Violence is also present in this Head canon so again if you're uncomfortable with that don't read this because this is a low key dark head canon. Stay safe everyone.

Slenderman :

❅ Hew as genuinely NOT expecting this from you at all.

❅ At first you were the perfect motherly figure everyone needed for a sense of comfort in their lives.

❅ and everyone sees you that way too..

❅ Until One day.... You had a mental breakdown about a topic you were dreading and everything went from soft and kind to red and violent.

❅ Slenderman was petrified when you suddenly brought up the topic about being tortured infront of everyone saying it was 'Fun'

❅ Now.... Everyone in that mansion enjoy the thought of 'Torturing' but they never even have the thought of being ' Tortured ' because judging by how those victims scream it wasn't pleasant.

❅ But here you are talking about your wildest fantasies of torture . How you described every single detail of how you want to be hurt.

❅ Slenderman had to drag you away and confronted you about that but after seeing that look on your eyes he knew you were somehow fucked up in a way he won't understand for now.

❅ And soon after that little incident you suddenly had urges to 'have fun' and seeing the chainsaw in the basement was somehow tempting you.

❅ " What if... I try cutting some of my skin with a chainsaw? " You suddenly blurted out when you were with slenderman inside he's study room and he immediately paused.

❅ He thought you were joking but when he found you in the basement with the chainsaw a but too near for comfort he lashed out and it ended with you pouting and 2 of slenderman's tendrils cut off.

❅ And after that day You were Monitored in every way possible may it be slenderman or his brothers or if none of them were around the creeps would watch over you because you might attempt something you shouldn't do.

❅ You were never alone and you were only permitted to go in that one bathroom where everything is covered with rubber and nothing sharp or hard way around... Even the mirror was unbreakable for some odd reason.

Kate the Chaser :

✲ Obviously there was something wrong with you when you came home with bruises with a cut on your lip and a bloody nose.

✲ Kate tried asking you about it but you just used your Boxing classes as a cover to your injuries.

✲ She was very concerned and felt anxious every time you left the mansion.

✲ She tried following you with every attempt she had but somehow you had this weird knack of disappearing once you turned to the corner and poof you're gone.

✲ Of course she never dropped this subject and became the main source of all your arguments.

✲ But the CCTV in town showed exactly what you were doing. Kaye asked Ben to hack one of the Cameras in town

✲ It clearly caught your figure purposelu provoking thugs near the alleyway and when they did beat you up. You didn't do anythi6 but provoked them even more.

✲ That was the Last straw for Kate.

✲ When you got home Objects were sent flying your way and a raging Kate was the cause of it.

✲ Let's just say the argument lasted the whole night and nobody got any sleep and slenderman grew wrinkles because of all the furniture and objects he had to replace.

✲ In the end you clearly explained to her about your issue and she was surprisingly reasonable as long as you wouldn't get into random fights just to get beat up.

✲ Kate was fine with that but the two of you did find another way to pleasure your requests. ;).

Laughing Jack :

✗ Since the beginning Jack already knew of your fetish for pain and he thought it was very convenient for a partner considering the fact that he was a sadistic clown himself.

✗ at first he was skeptical since you looked like the type of person who gets straight A's in school, Helps old women cross the road and Feeds stray Animals on the street.

✗ But When You two 'did it' for the first time. All his doubts were washed away when you provoked him into fucking you to next week.

✗ How you only angered him just to make him hurt you, taunting him to mark, bite and scratch your body and how you'd moan in pain every time he'd sink his teeth onto your skin tearing through your flesh.

✗ Though he'd never admit he liked this freaky side of you, he did change some of his ways so he could get it inside your head that you'll only be needing this clown for both pain and pleasure.

✗ He started being rough with you and he won't hold back at all, if your said something he didn't like he'd choke you and slap you.

✗ if you did something he didn't like, he'd punish your hands to the point it'll start to bleed.

✗ There is a safeword for you incase he went to far but you have never ever used it up till now.

Hoodie :

❀ You were very open about this and told Hoodie everything from the start and he didn't know how he should feel to that.

❀ He only thought it was a mild case of masochism but boy was he wrong.

❀ You were really riled up on this certain fetish of yours it made him worry for your life more than Anything in the world.

❀ You'd break glasses and squeeze the shards for the sake of enjoyment and one time you chucked a knife right through your leg just to get off of work and that honestly terrified him to a great extent.

❀ He wanted to talk to you about this but he didn't know how to. He forced himself to talk to you when you nearly got yourself killed after trying to hang yourself to see if it was ' fun '

❀ you two had a long talk about it and even though you were reluctant, you promised him you'd stop but... Let's be honest here... It didn't stop you at all.

❀ Hoodie was on the edge and he needed to do something about This fetish of yours . So he hid every single object in the house that could possibly kill you... Hell... Even a teddy bear is dangerous when you're around.

❀ and after that he handcuffed you and placed a fucking collar around your neck so he's literally just dragging you around the house like a dog.

❀ You had mixed emotions of excitement and annoyance.

❀ Well at least Hoodie fulfilled your wishes during your time on the Bed ;) and when you see yourself on the mirror after your tickets session you knew he fucked you up good.

Jason the ToyMaker :

✮ Jason is Naturally protective (and possessive). So when he found out about this fetish of yours he was against it with every single fiber of his being.

✮ He started lecturing you about it and how it would hurt him very much if you even tried to hurt yourself.

✮ You grew up with this odd fetish and you never stopped it or even attempted to restrain this urge of yours but seeing Jason so upset about it made you stop hesitantly and it was driving you Nuts.

✮ Even though you knew he was just Manipulating you by the use of guilt. Yes you knew and you loved how this tormented you day and night. If you can't hurt yourself physically might as well break yourself mentally.

✮ But the more your restrained yourself the more serious it became. So you did something you never thought of.

✮ You wanted Jason to Hurt you. But if you straight up tell him you knew he'd immediately decline after hearing the first sentence

✮ So you did it in a discreet way, You started off by Not going to his place after you're done with your daily deeds of the day.

✮ You started sleeping at your friend's house which irked him very much and you purposely disobeyed and fought with him just to make him snap.

✮ He was blind of what you were planning but something about the look on your eyes gave him a hint.

✮ All logical thinking left him the moment you suddenly blurted out that you wanted to leave him.

✮ He was more dangerous that a Bear high on drugs. He immediately choked you raising your figure off the ground and slammed your body on the walls with threatening words escaping his lips if you were to ever leave him.

✮ He squeezed your cheeks harshly and slapped you multiple yelling at you to say it again but when a moan escaped your lips he immediately knew your intentions.

✮ He was fueled with anger at how you managed to have this effect on him that he took it out on you on the bed ;) he made sure you were left in a daze, legs shaking and body trembling with bruises, marks and obvious scratches left on you ;).

Masky :

✦ He had the most ridiculous expression when he found out about it and he obviously didn't know what to do because hey... None of his victims ever said ' Hurt and Torture me ' more like begging for their lives.

✦ And the shocking thing was.... His s/O was sthe one who told him that and he didn't know what to do so he turned to hoodie for advice.

✦ and like hoodie he did attempt to talk you out of this and stop you but you were too darn stubborn .

✦ He won't admit it but after finding out it awakened the sadistic demon inside him and it turned him on big time.

✦ He still monitors you like the stalker he is and when you tried shooting your foot with his gun shit was about to go down.

✦ Yes he punished you, and I'm talking about Whips, Over stimulation, Shaming, Slapping, Spanking, Choking, Edging .

✦ He was determined to break your body as well as your mind and he was doing a good job at it and with your tauntings it only made him rougher with you.

✦ Your Body littered with bite marks, red whip lashes, bruised neck and lips, bloody cheeks and a throbbing body he managed to claw out the inner masochist in you.

✦ In the end you were sweaty, cum covered, bloody and filled with cuts, bruises and a few wounds here and there as well as dark hickies surrounding almost every inch of your body.

✦ You have met your match and Masky felt the same way.

#creepypasta headcanon #creepypasta #Creepypasta imagine #Headcanon #Slenderman #Kate the Chaser #Jason the Toymaker #Laughing Jack #Masky #Hoodie #S/o #y/n

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cosmic-glow · 3 years

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The Clown at The Window

Genre: Creppypasta and thriller.

Warnings: Persecution, discomfort, clowns, mentions of blood and hallucinations, no ending.

Synopsis: Things start to get weird after the appearance of a clown in the bedroom window, without explanation or apparent reason he starts chasing the protagonist.

Notes: My copyrighted content, do not use without my consent, please and thank you. I hope you like it, remember, it's just a story, I hope none clown shows up at your window, and if show, call the police. If you like it, let me know somehow :) Good Reading!

A few days ago I was tossing and turning in bed miserably trying to find a comfortable position to finally fall asleep, but it was useless due to my insomnia. So, in giving up, I just stopped and waited for the tiredness of the day to come to me, hoping it would put me to sleep. But then I heard a noise of a small knock on the glass of my bedroom window, I kept my eyes closed, thinking that it could be a small stone that by chance the wind carried, until the noise was repeated, the same knock as if it were something small and sharp hitting against the glass, I imagined it might be some bird hitting its beak against the glass, it was a cold night, maybe it was trying to find some place to take refuge, however unusual behavior it would be, until it he repeated for the third time, then I finally opened my eyes, looking directly out the window. And I could clearly see the dimly lit silhouette in my window, it was a clown, yes you read that correctly, it was a damn clown, standing there, staring at me as I lay in bed, his hand was near the glass with a finger raised, indicating that he was the one poking at the glass, causing the noises.

Honestly he wasn't a very unusual clown like those in horror movies, who have sharp teeth and are always covered in blood, no, this was quite common, his conventional makeup wasn't even smudged, he had drawn a teardrop down from his right eye, associating a lot with a pierro, his robes were in red, blue, yellow and white, in fact to catch the attention of children, his hair was dyed blue too, the only thing that bothered him when looking at he, in addition to the fact that he was at my window staring at me, was his gaze glazed over at me, his eyes wide open staring at me, while a slight smile began to form on his face as he began to wave at me, I quickly pulled my duvet over my head, thus breaking eye contact, my family was always very religious so naturally I started praying, I stayed like that for a long time until I finally gathered enough courage. I started to remove the duvet from my face, and when I checked the window it wasn't there anymore, I sighed in relief, grabbed my cell phone by my bed to check the time, it was 4:02 am, shit, I really needed sleep . Assuming that sight was just a hallucination due to the high level of sleep I was in at the time, I turned over in bed and struggled to finally sleep, it took a while but I managed.

It felt like a few seconds passed from the moment I fell asleep to the moment the alarm went off, reminding me that I had to go to school. I got up and realized I was still exhausted, I definitely couldn't sleep very well, so I went to the bathroom and got ready lazily. I went downstairs and found my parents at the table drinking coffee, I didn't eat much, I wasn't hungry because of the memories of last night. I got up shortly after, “bye mom, bye dad” I said before grabbing my bag and walking through the door, starting my journey to school. All the way through I felt an irrational discomfort, as I walked it was as if someone was following my steps, when I stopped the sound of the other steps also stopped, and as I continued, the sound returned, I refused to look back, made sure I was alone only by my peripheral vision, and by my shadow that remained lonely. Even so I made sure to speed up the pace to soon meet Camille, my classmate. I found her leaving the house, she noticed that I had arrived earlier than usual.

-Hey! It's all right? - She questioned me, visibly finding my unusual behavior strange.

-Yes, yes, I just didn't sleep very well, let’s go? - I said, wanting to end the matter and go straight to the bus stop.

It was visible that she was still not convinced with my answer but she didn't want to insist and just agreed and we started walking together towards the bus stop that would take us to school. The way was short and we didn't have to wait long for the bus, as soon as it arrived we went up, I followed right behind Camille heading towards the empty seats at the back, when out of the corner of my eye I could see a somewhat colored figure through the window, with an ice running through my whole body quickly like a shock, I turned towards the silhouette, and it was him, there it was, across the street, the damn clown standing still, it was definitely the same clown I saw in my window last night, but this time he was holding several balloons of different colors. I paralyzed not believing what I was seeing, I was in shock, where did he come from? And why were they following me? He remained still, facing me again, this time he didn't smile or wave at me, he just stood there looking deeply into my eyes, with an expressionless face. My steady eye contact with that clown was broken when Bryan, who happens to be the boy I admire, but never even had the courage to say that to him, looked at me and said, “What are you looking at? Are you okay?” I was definitely not okay, there was a goddamn clown following me, but the shame at thinking that the first impression he would have of me would be someone weird and paranoid was greater than the fear I was feeling, so I just quickly replied “yes, sorry I thought I saw my friend's cat” before heading to the back of the bus and sitting next to Camille, I don't even know where I got that excuse so quickly. When the bus finally started moving I could see the clown through the window, still there but this time slowly following the bus, his eyes still fixed on mine with his expressionless face following.

At school during class I can say that it was the least uncomfortable moment of the day, except when I lowered my head to make a note or some exercise in the notebook, whenever I did that I felt a strange discomfort, as if someone was looking at me, but whenever I raised my head and looked around there was no one staring at me. I came home alone at the end of class, Camille's father had gone to pick her up, I said goodbye to her as I went to the bus, I got in and sat on the back benches, honestly the return was so peaceful that I began to doubt if I really had it seen that clown or was just delusional, after all, he had appeared earlier next to the window where Bryan was and he hadn't seen anything, other than that, the first time I saw him was in my bedroom window, which would have been impossible , after all, my room is on the second floor of the house, so I ended up considering that as I didn't sleep well, I was only be seeing things due to sleep.

That's what I thought until I got home. I got off the bus and headed towards the door of my house, and before I even spoke loud and clear that it had come for my parents to hear when I got in, I remembered they wouldn't be home, they told me last week they would be out today, honestly the reason I don't remember, I wasn't paying much attention to what they said, but if I'm not mistaken it was something related to helping an uncle of mine. "Very well" - I thought - "I'll have the house all to myself until tonight". Then I went upstairs to a shower and changed my clothes, and I didn't really know what I could do, so I decided to just watch a movie in the living room, maybe invite Camille to see with me? After all her house was at the end of the street, and she used to come to my house often, so it wouldn't be a problem, I sat on the sofa in the living room and started texting Camille, when someone rang the doorbell, obviously I wasn't going to open the door so I just kept silent and waited for the person to leave thinking that no one was home. When the person at the door said:

-Hey kid! The circus has arrived in town, we have gymnasts, magicians, horses and clowns! Come get your ticket! I'll give you a beautiful balloon in the color you want too, if you open the door!

It's that clown, I'm sure it's him, his voice is like someone who hasn't spoken for a long time, a little hoarse and oscillating between a low and thin tone. I froze where I was staring at the door, unable to make any sound or move any muscle, for not answering he continued:

-I know you are there my child, let's open the door, I know you will love the circus! We have all the goodies you like! We will do a beautiful show for you! Just for you child.

It's him, I can swear it's him, it can only be that damn clown, but it's not possible, it can't be him, how he can be at my door, ringing the bell and inviting me to open the door and go with him to the circus… If while I'm writing this, he's standing at my window, next to where I'm standing, staring at me?

#creppypasta #horror history #horror #thriller #clown #scary #coulrophobia #the terror #creppy clown #scary clown #my text #my blog #writers #writterscommunity

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kdenbibi · 4 years

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Pairing: Kaminari Denki x African American! Reader

Request: Hello! Could I make a request please? Could you write an African American! Exchange student! X Kaminari Denki?(or Hitoshi Shinsou, all my faves are problematic) If I need to be more specific, I have an idea: •The reader is normally a tough girl, but Since its spooky season™️ the two of them decide to go to a haunted house and it turns out she gets spooked pretty easily -> teasing ensues But anything would be fine because I like your writing style! If you dont have the time, that's ok, thank you!

AN: I'm sorry if it's short and or trash but I love this goofy fool sm and I'm really happy someone requested him!!! (ALSO I HATEMYSELF YOU REQUESTED THIS IN OCTOBER AND IM POSTIN IT IN JUNE END ME)

"Remind me again why I agreed to do this shit?"

"I’ve always said one day my daring charm and wit would finally getcha’- please don’t go I was just playing!" He laughed out catching my elbow before I could escape the oncoming headache.

"No, you said we were going to a pumpkin patch dickhead, this ain’t a pumpkin patch." You felt your eye twitch as you walked closer to your real destination, the scariest Halloween attraction in your town.

"I may have stretched the nature of the pumpkins, they'll still be here! Just on the heads of people trying to kill you in a corn maze.”

Almost as if to emphasize his statement shrill screams coming from within the maze finally reached your ears, and shit did it send a chill up your spine, but you weren’t about to tell him that. Huffing out a laugh you turned to face the eccentric blonde, "We're gonna have to square up after this you know that right?"

"What? I'm not a square! I picked this place after all." He boasted gesturing to the haunting atmosphere hanging over the two of you, before you could correct him on the term a particularly loud shriek had the both of you jumping in place, the sudden movement caused your hand to ever so slightly brush against his, unknown to you, but the harmless action had his heart racing faster than the zombie that chased the two of you from the ticket booth to where you now stood.

“If something grabs me i’m going to hit you.”

He laughed holding a hand to his chest in mock hurt, “Why are you gonna hit me?! I’ll only grab you if you ask- wAIT STOP LEAVING.”

“Well i’m not gonna hit the worker, they’re just doing their job.”

“You know I’m surprised.”

“What that I actually dragged my ass outta bed to be here? Me too.”

“No, well yes and no heh.” You turned to face him, overly aware of your place in line and how it slowly but surely grew closer to the dark entrance.

“Well you seem kinda..”

“Is there an end to that sentence?”

“Don’t bite my head off okay?” he anxiously toyed withe the strings of his hoodie, his eyes darting around from your face to the floor,

“You almost seem kinda, scared?”

“Boy if you don’t-”

“Next.”

Was the only word the doorman said as he ushered the two of you forward, cutting off your defense before it could begin, you’ve been in burning buildings, the bad end of a gun fight and can proudly say you’ve talked back to your mama and lived to tell the tale, statistically, you a bad bitch, things can’t shake you.

cept’ this.

The air seemed to grow colder as you wordlessly moved forward, your hands twitched at your sides, the longer nothing happened the tighter you tensed up.

“Pretty cool huh?” he whispered at your side making you jump nearly two feet in the air, your hands flying up to press against your temples.

“Whhhat the hell man? Why would you go and do some shit like that?”

He tried in vain to bite back a smile at your reaction, pausing his steps he stared down at you, “So you are scared!”

“Well no, your loud ass whispering caught me off guard is all.” He rolled his eyes, the grin on his face only growing as you suddenly picked up the pace, he had to jog to not lose you.

“Wait up a second here-”

“What good does that do anyone in horror movies ever? Exactly.” He laughed tugging at your sleeve.

“Come on! I’ve been asking you out since you transferred and you finally said yes, stay a while.” The urge to clown him for the line was strong, only outweighed by the urge to throw him a bone, to his credit, he had been asking you out since your first day in class, you gave him an elaborate excuse not to go every single time, it became sort of a game, no matter how ridiculous the lies got, he never argued, never got mean like a lot of people do when they get rejected, instead he’d laugh along and swear one day he’d get you to say yes, and somewhere, along the way, among the jokes and terrible, garbage pick up lines, you began to notice a few things about Denki Kaminari.

The first was that he had two sides, the guy who tries to be cool, the school flirt, this is the guy he usually was, but there was also this version of him that switches his Netflix to English when you come over, just to make it easier for you to enjoy, the kinda guy that sends you memes when you’ve had a bad day, the kinda guy who actually remembered how homesick you got talking about Halloween back home so he tried to surprise you with what he no doubt thought was a good idea.

Points for effort.

You sighed slowing your pace to fall beside him, once ore you continued forward in silence, you finally came to a choice in the path, left or right.

“So, where we going?” you asked subtly inching closer to him, the skin crawly feeling seemed to spread as you stared down the offending paths,knowing no matter where you went, some scurry shit was waiting for you.

“You tell me gorgeous.”

“Why the hell should I know?” he rolled his eyes, tugging you with a grin

“Fine! Lets go this way.” he began walking to the left, to his surprise you’d suddenly latched on his arm pulling him back.

“D-Don’t the screams sound louder down there?”

He tried to memorize the way you wrapped around his arm, not knowing if he’d get the chance again, he was so caught up he nearly forgot how to speak.

“Okay, no problemo, uh right it is-” a shout from that direction halted both your steps.

“Well shit.”

“Took the words right out my mouth.”

“Only way out is through babe.” he hesitantly gripped your hand in his own, his hold loose enough for you to pull away, when you didn’t, he swallowed thickly before tightening his grip.

“Come on, I got you scaredy cat .” he gently tugged your rigid form along thanking every deity he knew he found this place online

“If you let me die on our first date I’m telling god.”

“Ah-Ha! You admit this is a date?”

“Yes! whatever get me thefuckupouttahere!” your words were rushed as you tugged him forward, sidestepping a zombie on the floor, your grip was iron but he couldn’t find the heart to care, not when you were wrapped around him in a way he’d only imagined before.

The rest of the event was a blur as you dodged any and everything you seen, in fact it wasn’t until he pointed it out did you realize you'd ran all the way back to the train station.

While you leaned on your knees and desperately tried to get air back into your body, he was busy watching you with the sweetest little smile curling on his lips, because even in a moment like this you were still the prettiest girl he’d ever seen, and as that thought processed, he understood just how whipped he was.

“Sorry, I didn’t realize that be so scary.”

“Okay, you wanna makes jokes huh, fine next time we’re going on the biggest roller coaster in japan and I’m gonna watch your soul leave your body.”

“Can’t wait sugar.” he said looping an arm around your shoulders.

#poc reader #poc reader insert #poc imagine #bnha kaminari #bnha #denki x reader #kaminari x reader #denki kaminari

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resurrectionrpg · 4 years

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Good evening, villains and victims! We’d like to kick the weekend and the opening of the roleplay off by getting to know your characters with an honesty weekend! You do not have to participate, but we would love to meet your characters, and for you to take the chance to have a little inbox fun. Please ensure your inboxes are open and your blog is not dash only.

This will go from now until Sunday at 12AM EST. If you’d like to post intros now, please do so! Otherwise we expect intros by Monday.

We have some memes and starters under the cut, but please feel free to reblog whatever you’d like!

DIALOGUE/SENTENCES

VICTIM → VICTIM

❝ I dreamed about this guy [ player insert ]. ❞

❝ What’d he look like? You get a look at him? ❞

❝ Well then how can you say somebody else was there? ❞

❝ You could just see the cuts happening, all at once. ❞

❝ What do you mean all at once? ❞

❝ I probably could’ve saved her if I’d moved sooner. ❞

❝ There was this guy who had knives for fingers. ❞

❝ You’ll feel better as soon as you sleep. ❞

❝ You better tell me, cause now he’s after me! ❞

❝ Feel better?! You call this feeling better? ❞

❝ Avoid everything happening to me by just getting good and loaded. ❞

❝ He can’t get you because mommy killed him. ❞

❝ I take back every bit of energy I ever gave you. ❞

❝ Do you have any idea what that means? ❞

❝ She’s already fucked up, so leave her alone. ❞

❝ What? What are you talking about? ❞

❝ Just don’t fall asleep. If you die in your dreams, you die for real. ❞

❝ You think you can bring the dead back to life? ❞

❝ He brought us here so we could remember what he did to us. ❞

❝ I want you to go straight up to bed, okay? ❞❝ He’s not after us because we lied - He’s after us because we told the truth. ❞

❝ You know what they say, kemosabe, in Hell, everybody loves popcorn. ❞

❝ We’re gonna be in here a long time. ❞

❝ There’s not a day that goes by that I don’t think about that night. ❞

❝ Where did you hear that? ❞

❝ So what did you do? Did you call the police? ❞

❝ I’m gonna teach you something. I’m not gonna let anyone hurt you. ❞

❝ You know, all in all, you’ve had a pretty good run. ❞

❝ You must’ve known it all had to end somewhere - might as well be now. ❞

❝ Next time, we go someplace else. ❞

❝ This is crazy, sitting here and waiting to be attacked. ❞

❝ I told you already, I don’t why they let me go! They just did. ❞

❝ Sometimes I can still see their face whenever I close my eyes. ❞

❝ Grab anything that might make a good weapon. ❞

❝ Somebody should make a run for the car. ❞

❝ No, no, no! We can’t go out there! ❞

❝ Come on, it’s the only way. ❞

❝ Whoever’s the fastest runner, who is that? ❞

VILLAIN → VICTIM

❝ We weren’t hunting, we were protecting you! ❞

❝ You’ll understand how it feels to never fail to protect them. ❞

❝ You know what they say, kemosabe, in Hell, everybody loves popcorn. ❞

❝ Oh, don’t you cry! I’ve killed a million times before. ❞

❝ Did you know…that after the heart stops beating, the brain keeps functioning for over 7 minutes? ❞

❝ I ain’t no fucking clown. ❞

❝ Ooh, sounds fun, but it’s a little fast for me. ❞

❝ I’m your boyfriend now, ______. ❞

❝ It hurts, doesn’t it? That’s because you’re in my world now, bitch! ❞

❝ I had to keep you awake long enough so when you finally slept, you’d never wake up again. ❞

❝ We’re gonna be in here a long time. ❞

❝ I’m gonna teach you something. I’m not gonna let anyone hurt you. ❞

❝ Do you really think I give a fuck? ❞

❝ what’s the pointing in kidnapping if you aren’t going to do any killing? ❞

❝ i usually like to get to know my victims a little before i kill them. ❞

❝ I’m not crazy; I’m in control! ❞

❝ I’m not here to brighten your dismal day; I am here to end your miserable life. ❞

❝ You may think this is a one time thing but I promise, I will kill again. ❞

❝ Come out, come out, wherever you are! You can’t hide from me forever! ❞

❝ there’s no turning back now! there’s no one coming for you, except for me! ❞

❝ You know, all in all, you’ve had a pretty good run. ❞

❝ You must’ve known it all had to end somewhere - might as well be now. ❞

❝ You can all count yourselves lucky you got fucked by the best! ❞

❝ In exactly one hundred and twenty seconds, we shall begin. ❞

❝ All you have to do is survive twelve hours. ❞

❝ What I do? Unfortunately for you, I do real well! ❞

❝ I am certainly not here to elicit an amused response. ❞

❝ Murder school is now in session. ❞

❝ you know what they say, once a killer, always a killer. ❞

❝ I am here to end your miserable fucking life. ❞

❝ I’m sending you straight to the fucking pearly gates with a first class ticket. ❞

❝ I came to get down and dirty. Oh yeah. ❞

❝ Look what the fucking cat dragged in! ❞

❝ Death has come to sing it’s quite song, run and hide for it won’t belong! ❞

❝ Is it hunting time now? ❞

❝ I guess I should really put you out of your misery. ❞

❝ You can run but you can’t hide! I’m going to find you and kill you! ❞

❝ See, I’ve stalked you for sometime before finally snatching you up! ❞

❝ I didn’t want to kill you when I brought you here, but now, I have no choice! ❞

❝ I’m gonna kill your whole fucking family. ❞

❝ I want you to see what happens to heroes… ❞

GENERAL

❝ I didn’t want you to remember! I wanted you to forget! ❞

❝ I didn’t want to remember! I wanted to forget! ❞

❝ They’re…they’re repressed memories, from a terrible, terrible time. ❞

❝ There’s not a day that goes by that I don’t think about that night. ❞

❝ You said that… You said that we didn’t know each other. ❞

❝ Don’t pretend you don’t know, because you do. ❞

❝ Your mind was just playing tricks on you. ❞

❝ He kept repeating it over and over again.. ❞

❝ I’m gonna teach you something. I’m not gonna let anyone hurt you. ❞

❝ There’s only four things you need to know about this career. ❞

❝ Do you really think I give a fuck? ❞

❝ I always thought I’d appear rather pretentious with a pipe. ❞

❝ You know, all in all, you’ve had a pretty good run. ❞

❝ You diggin’ what you see, pops? ❞

❝ I mean no disrespect, but was not the question. ❞

❝ See you later, Popeye! I’m gonna go get me some spinach. ❞

❝ I don’t wanna be here! They make me be here! ❞

❝ You and me, we’re the same! We’re the same! ❞

❝ What the fuck is going on? Do you see anything? ❞

❝ Look what the fucking cat dragged in! ❞

❝ I’m so flattered you remember me. ❞

❝ Don’t worry, ______. It’s always somebody’s fault. ❞

❝ Do you think that this killer is working all alone? ❞

❝ How hard is it to catch a killer? ❞ ❝ I don’t want you out at night in this town, roaming around. ❞

❝ I can’t believe they’re withholding information about that murder. ❞

❝ Wait, you mean you don’t know? Do you live under a rock? ❞

❝ I can’t believe I’m still living in this fucking town. ❞

❝ Why are you so paranoid and scared all of a sudden? It’s just the police. ❞

❝ Ever since this recent murder, you’ve been super paranoid. ❞

❝ Please, hurry back!! I’m afraid I might not ever seen you again when you leave. ❞

❝ Man she really fucked him up good huh? ❞

❝ I knew you were into some sketchy shit! ❞

❝ This wasn’t a random attack! Our family’s being targeted. ❞

❝ Why would anybody do this? ❞

❝ Oh my god, what is happening to us? ❞

❝ I don’t see anyone. Do you see anyone? ❞

❝ Why are you calling me a low life? I’m just trying to help the situation. ❞

❝ What you just said. What was that? ❞

❝ Is there something else you wanted to say to me? ❞

❝ I can’t believe you’re in on this. ❞

❝ Do you kiss your mama with that mouth? ❞

❝ What the fuck is your problem? ❞

❝ Here’s the list of names I need you to run down for me. ❞

❝ That’s a funny-ass name. ❞

❝ If you want special favors you gotta give me something in return. ❞

❝ I tried to walk the line but now I realize there is no line. ❞

❝ I can’t fucking wait! You want it? Here it is, come and get it. ❞

SYMBOLS/GAMES

SEND 💋 FOR MY MUSE TO REVEAL A SECRET

SEND ¿ FOR A MEMORY MY MUSE HAS (optional: OF ___)

SEND MY MUSE “👀 + A QUESTION” AND THEY’LL HAVE TO ANSWER WITH 100% HONESTY

SEND ✄ FOR A FAVORITE MOVIE OF MY MUSES

SEND ✚ FOR ONE OF MY MUSE’S MOST PRIZED POSSESSIONS

SEND ✿ FOR A HAPPY MEMORY MY MUSE HAS

SEND ♬ FOR A CHILDHOOD HEADCANON

SEND ☼ FOR A DREAM HEADCANON

SEND ✜ FOR A FEAR HEADCANON

SEND ☠ FOR A DEATH HEADCANON

SEND ◊ FOR A HEADCANON OF MUN’S CHOOSING

SEND ♤ FOR SOMETHING MY MUSE DISLIKES OR HATES

SEND ★ FOR A TALENT HEADCANON

SEND △ FOR A SEX HEADCANON

SEND ⊗ FOR SOMETHING MY MUSE HAS A PHOBIA OF

SEND ⭐️ AND I WILL GIVE A FACT ABOUT MY MUSE

SEND [BRAGGART] FOR MY MUSE TO BRAG ABOUT THEMSELVES

SEND 👀 FOR MY MUSE TO TALK ABOUT THE ONE THING OTHERS HAVE THAT THEY DON’T

SEND [ENVIOUS] TO FIND OUT WHAT MY MUSE GETS JEALOUS OVER

SEND [VENT] FOR MY MUSE TO RANT ABOUT SOMETHING/THAT GETS THEM RILED UP

SEND [CHILL] TO FIND OUT HOW MY MUSE CALMS DOWN

SEND [RELAX] TO FIND OUT HOW MY MUSE RELAXES

SEND 💏 TO FIND OUT ABOUT MY MUSE’S FIRST KISS

SEND 👶 TO FIND OUT ABOUT MY MUSE’S CHILDHOOD

SEND [FAMILIAL] TO FIND OUT ABOUT MY MUSE’S RELATIONSHIP WITH THEIR FAMILY

QUESTIONS/DEVELOPMENT

Do you hurt people without consideration?

Does it ever get tiring, keeping so many secrets?

Are you scared of letting others help you?

Do you jump so quickly into relationships only to leave just as quick?

Do you need other people’s approval?

Do you believe in yourself?

Do you not think you’re worth more?

Do you like to feel broken or have you just learned to live with the pain?

Are you afraid of your flaws?

Do you fake your confidence so people can’t see how self-conscious you truly are?

Have you ever stopped to think how others feel when you leave them behind because you got bored?

Do you claim to be innocent when you are guilty of much pain and abuse?

Can you live independently?

Do you jump into relationships before you are even aware of what love is?

Do you ever take responsibility for your own actions?

Do other people’s opinions matter much to you?

Do you have to win every argument you get into?

Will you ever be able to fully show another person your flaws and insecurities and realize they still love you?

Do you see emotions as a vulnerability?

Are you so proud and mighty that you must go through life without ever letting others help you?

Are you incapable of realizing you aren’t perfect?

Do you try hard to make sure nobody ever finds out who you really are?

Does your social appearance dictate how you live your life?

Do you think you are only worth love if you conceal your true self?

Do you hide your loneliness behind your humor?

Do you expect people to be honest with you?

Do you expect people to be honest with you, even if you lie and deceive them?

Do you have to one-up people every single chance you get?

Do you ever take other people’s feelings into consideration?

How narcissistic are you?

Do you need to be better than everyone?

Is it hard for you to express your emotions to others?

Do you let others walk all over you?

Will you ever let other people see who you truly are?

#resurrectiontask

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t4tozier · 4 years

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Going Home

The clown is gone. Eddie is too. Richie has a decision to make.

Read it below or on Ao3!

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It hurt. It never stopped hurting. Richie drove all the way back to L.A., stopping only for gas. He wanted to get as far away from Derry as possible, fast as possible. But he didn’t forget. Even when he was so sleep deprived he nearly crashed on the highway, he didn’t forget the sight of Eddie impaled on one of Its massive claws. How the blood dribbled down his chin as he took his final breaths. How none of them would let him stay. He wanted to stay. He would’ve died with him. He wished he had.

He tried drowning it in liquor. Drank himself numb. All that did was leave him sobbing on his couch in the mansion that he’d bought after his first appearance on SNL. It had always been too big for one person. He joked that he should’ve bought a shack instead so people didn’t think he was compensating for anything. But it had always been empty. And it felt even emptier without Eddie.

He cried himself to sleep every night. He woke up in the morning with a stiff back from passing out on the couch and eyes so puffy he could barely open them. He had no energy for anything anymore. He got his groceries delivered, although he hardly ate, and slept through most of the day. He canceled all his shows and nobody knew why. The press speculated. What happened to Richie Tozier? He took a trip and disappeared off the face of the earth. He’d missed a show in the summer and never went back. What possibly could’ve caused it? His manager was furious, Richie remembered. They’d had to refund all the tickets. It didn’t matter. Nothing did.

His manager had called him repeatedly. Richie ignored him. Eventually, he stopped calling. He never cared about Richie. Only the money. The jokes that weren’t his brought in the money. He’d never been allowed to write his own material, not since he’d signed. The thought made him burst into tears again, remembering how Eddie could tell. He could always tell when Richie wasn’t Richie. When he was sunken into himself, subdued. He still made everyone laugh. That was his job. His specialty. Richie Trashmouth Tozier. But Eddie could tell just by the way Richie’s eyes didn’t light up when he cracked a joke about Eddie’s mom. He didn’t have to be Trashmouth Tozier with him. He could just be Richie. He’d never been more comfortable with anyone than he’d been with Eddie.

He’d had a fleeting crush on Connor. Always Connor, never Bowers. He hadn’t known. Not until that day at the arcade. Get out of here, you fucking faggot. You didn’t tell me this town was filled with little fairies. He was putting on a show for his cousin, Richie was sure of it. Even as a thirteen-year-old, he could see it. But for the rest of that summer, every time he saw him he got a sour taste in his mouth. He didn’t like him after that. He’d been comfortable with him, too. But it was nothing like how Eddie had made him feel.

He’d been scared for anyone to know. The whispers in town of what happened to boys who touched boys. They’d know. If he touched the other boys, they’d know his secret. But he couldn’t keep his hands off them. Not even just Eddie. Mike, Ben, Bill, Stan—he touched them more than Bev. Not because he didn’t love Bev as much as the rest of them, but because she didn’t like to be touched. So Richie’s constantly seeking hands found the curves of Ben’s stomach, the dips of Bill’s waist, Stan’s soft curls and Mike’s strong biceps. He loved them all in the purest way, strong and clear and true. That was a love that he craved, that he shouldn’t be ashamed of but still was. These gentle touches found themselves in the dark, in the safety of the clubhouse or the empty barn. The only one who always responded with a snarky comment along with a dusty blush was Eddie. Richie never saw the latter. He only heard the stop, the don't touch me, the I hate it when you do that. It hurt, more than if anyone else had said it, because by thirteen and a half, Richie knew that he was utterly and deeply in love with Eddie Kaspbrak.

He’d looked at girls like that before. They were pretty. Hot, even. He’d stolen a porn magazine from the pharmacy once and spent hours poring over it. He liked girls a lot, there was no doubt about that. But they weren’t Eddie. Eddie was different. Eddie was a spitfire and a hypochondriac and if anyone had asked Richie who he thought he was going to like it wouldn’t have been him. But it didn’t matter who he thought he could maybe like, because he knew he liked Eddie more than he’d ever like anyone else. He did stupid shit to get his attention, like mouthing off in class and cycling in circles so fast he fell off his bike and had to get stitches in his chin. Eddie had been ripshit that day, going on and on about how many infections he could get and how he was going to have to take care of him because he knew Richie wouldn’t do it the right way and he was always getting into shit and why would he do that? And even though his face was bright red as he ranted, his eyes were shining with tears because Richie had gotten hurt and it looked really bad. And Richie just watched, for once saying nothing because he could listen to Eddie talk for hours. How could a boy be so pretty? He never understood that. Girls were pretty. Boys were handsome. Or strong. And Eddie was both of those things, too, but he was so pretty. He had a smattering of freckles across the bridge of his nose, and Richie had never been a fan of his own until he saw Eddie’s. His skin was smooth and he somehow never had acne, which was crazy because he was on the freshman track team and Richie saw how much he sweat when he ran and even that was pretty, which he didn’t understand either. When Richie sweat, he looked—well, he didn’t look good. But Eddie just looked prettier. It wasn’t fair. And seeing him standing there, with tears in his eyes, had Richie’s chest aching with something he couldn’t describe.

It ached now, too. It felt like he’d been the one to be impaled. Richie found himself rubbing his chest often, something he’d never done before. The ache was deep down, and no amount of booze or weed or coke—he’d done coke until his nose bled and he couldn’t remember where he was—could drown it out. He wished he could do something—anything—to bring Eddie back. But he couldn’t. It was something that had taken him too long to come to terms with. He couldn’t bring Eddie back. But there was something he could do.

Once Richie set his mind to something, he stuck to it until it ended, for better or worse. That was how he found himself in his car, driving all the way back to Derry. Maybe if he was in Derry, it would work. It was crazy, but they’d been terrorized by an inter-dimensional killer clown for decades. Crazier things had happened.

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When Richie arrived in Derry, he didn’t tell a soul. It wasn’t like he had anyone to tell. Bill and Mike were in Florida, Ben and Bev were sailing somewhere on their boat with their dog, and Stan and Eddie...Richie laughed dryly. Stan and Eddie were no help to him now. Not anymore. They’d all exchanged phone numbers before leaving Derry, but Richie never called. Never texted. They had their own lives, their own loves. Why should he bother them when he was so coked up he couldn’t find his way home, or when he slit his left wrist and then frantically pressed a towel to it as he drove himself to the hospital because going out like Stan did would’ve been too much for his soul to bear? They didn’t need the burden of his life on their consciences. They were better off without him anyway.

Richie parked his car and turned it off, leaving the key on the seat. Vandals could have it, for all he cared. He didn’t need it anymore. He got out and stuck his hands in the pockets of his hoodie—Eddie’s hoodie. He’d taken his clothes home with him when he left the first time. Nobody else was going to wear them. Sure, most of it didn’t fit—even as an adult, Eddie was 5’9” to Richie’s 6’1”—but he had a few sweatshirts that were just fine. Richie made himself cry over and over imagining a life where he got to see Eddie wearing them every day. Walking sleepy-eyed into the kitchen in a hoodie and boxers as Richie tried and failed to make pancakes, wrapping his arms around his waist and pressing soft kisses to the back of his neck—

Richie grabbed the railing and stepped over the side. It was thin and unstable, and he wobbled as he looked down at the rushing water below. He ran his fingers along the splintered wood on the other side and made a choked sound when he felt it. R + E, carved by a terrified thirteen-year-old boy when he didn’t want anyone to know the way his chest ached with love when he thought of his best friend. Recarved in a silent declaration to the man to whom he was never able to say it out loud. He ran his fingers over it again and let out a shaky breath. He didn’t know if there was a Heaven, or a Hell. He didn’t believe in the whole all gays go to Hell thing. That’s not what he was worried about. He was worried about Eddie. If there wasn’t a Heaven—and Eddie went to Heaven, Richie knew that—if there wasn’t one, then this was for nothing. Almost. At least all the pain would be over. But if there was a Heaven, then Richie would see him again. He would get to be with him. He could confess his love and they could be together for eternity in the afterlife. And Stan; he could even see Stanley again. Bird-watching, puzzle-doing, got-pegged-by-his-wife Stan. There was no downside to it. Richie couldn’t see one. Everything would be fixed when he did this. Everything would be better. Richie closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and then he let go.

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The first thing Richie saw was light. Well, the first thing he saw was red, really. The backs of his eyelids were bright red. When he opened his eyes, though, he saw light. He couldn’t make out a single detail. He could hear something, though. Just barely.

“Richie?”

Richie frowned and pushed himself up. He looked around, trying to find the source of the voice. His stomach dropped when he realized where he was. It didn’t work. He seemed to have washed up on the shore of the quarry. But he didn’t feel like his body was broken into millions of pieces by the rocks off the kissing bridge. He had pushed himself up. He could look around and it didn’t hurt.

“Richie?”

There it was again. The voice. Where was it coming from? Who was it coming from? He pushed himself to stand and began walking. He should’ve been more concerned that it didn’t hurt, but now he was focused on finding the voice. He kept walking until he reached the top of the cliff, every so often hearing the voice call out softly. “Who are you? Where are you? What do you want?” he begged, looking out at the quarry.

“Richie,” the voice breathed behind him, and Richie spun around to face it. He stared for a moment before falling to his knees with a sob.

“It’s you. It’s you.”

Eddie stood in front of him with a mixture of elation and horror. It contorted his face in a way that made Richie laugh between his sobs. He was standing proud, eyes bright as they swam with tears. He didn’t have any scar from Bowers stabbing him, and there was no claw ripping through his chest. No gaping hole in the center like Richie had seen in his nightmares over and over. But maybe that was due to Eddie being fifteen again.

The boy stepped forward—stumbled, really—and then fell to his knees in front of Richie. Eddie wrapped his arms around him as he sobbed, rocking him back and forth. “It’s me. I’m here. I’m here, Rich.” He pressed Richie’s head to his shoulder, stroking his hair, and all of a sudden Richie felt very small.

“Am I dead?” he whispered, and Eddie’s lack of response was all he needed to hear. Richie took a gasping breath of relief. This wasn’t a dream. He was dead, really dead. And Eddie was right here with him.

“Why, Richie?” Eddie whispered, continuing to rock with him. “Why did you do it?” Richie could feel the top of his head begin to get damp with the other boy’s tears. He grabbed the back of his shirt and took a few deep breaths before he could respond.

“I couldn’t live without you. I couldn’t live in a world where I remembered you and you weren’t there. I remembered everything. How your eyes crinkled when you laughed. How your hair had gold streaks in it in the sun. How your voice did that thing where it went up when you got mad and then you got mad that your voice went up so it got even higher. How your lips looked so soft that I always wanted to kiss you but I was always scared that you’d slap me or something so I never did—”

And then Eddie was kissing him, his lips just as soft as Richie’d imagined they would be, and his glasses were chunkier than they used to be and bumped against Eddie’s face. Richie took them off and barely had enough time to recognize that they were his old ones before they were kissing again. Their hands were in each other’s hair and it was clunky and messy just like it would’ve been if they were teenagers because they were teenagers now and that made him pull back. “Do we get to stay like this?” Eddie grinned and nodded. “Forever?” He nodded again, and kissed Richie softly.

“I don’t know what happened between dying and coming here, but we’re alive and healthy and nothing’s wrong here. Not anymore.” Eddie stroked Richie’s face, laughing through his newly-forming tears. “I hate to say I’m happy—no, beyond happy to see you, Rich. I hate that you did this to yourself...but I missed you.” He pressed his forehead to Richie’s and sniffled. “I missed you, Richie.”

“I missed you too,” Richie whispered, then pulled back again. “Wait. Stanley?”

“He’s here,” Eddie confirmed with a grin. “We can go see him, if you want. It’s not just the quarry. We have all of Derry...but it’s not like how it was when we were there. It’s better. Just us. We have the whole town to ourselves.”

Richie wiped away more tears. Stanley. He laughed and nodded. “Okay. We can go. But hold on just one second.” He slipped his glasses on and cupped Eddie’s face, taking it all in. His freckles, the specks of gold in his brown eyes that matched his hair, his plush lips. The corner of Richie’s own lips quirked up and he kissed the other boy again. “Okay. Now I’m ready.”

Eddie helped Richie stand, looking up at him. “You did grow into your looks, like Bev said—in a scruffy sort of way,” he said fondly, making Richie laugh. “But I missed this. Your lankiness. And your big glasses. You always looked a little bug-eyed, but I thought it was cute,” he admitted. Richie’s eyes widened, and Eddie giggled. “Like that. Cute, cute, cute!”

“Hey, that’s my line!” Richie protested, his cheeks pink as Eddie reached up to pinch them. He laughed. God, he’d missed him. He missed the banter that came easy as breathing. He knew then more than ever that he’d made the right decision. This was all he’d ever wanted.

Eddie linked Richie’s pinkie with his own and began swinging it, as they started walking, nudging his shoulder. “Come on, Rich. Let’s go home.”

Home, Richie thought, smiling as Eddie leaned his head on his shoulder. You were always my home, Eddie. I’m already there.

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christmas for two

member: han jisung genre: fluff & more fluff summary: fuckboy au! christmas au! enemies to lovers au! you were spending christmas alone with only a family friend’s son to keep you company who you’ve never met or knew anything about. then han jisung; ultimate fuckboy, ex best friend and current enemy shows up at your doorstep. you know you’re in for a ride. requested: yes and it’s a secret santa gift for @geminijimini!!

“bye sweetie!! we’re going now, don’t forget the Hans’ son is coming soon!!”

your mum calls out to you

you shout back “I know!! make sure grandma’s okay!”

the door closes with a click and you breathe out a sigh

your parents were going out of town because your grandma had suffered a heart attack

apparently she was in good health but your parents still wanted to check on how she was

and as selfish as it was you wish they could be back in time for christmas but you know it’d be a week before they came back

it was around 3 days before christmas and you already knew you were going to be alone for christmas

well

not alone

the Hans’ son was staying with you for the next week because his parents had won a cruise trip for two at Christmas time

and all the tickets were sold out so they couldn’t get an extra spot for their son

so he was staying with you because the Hans and your parents didn’t want you two to be alone during Christmas

the thing is

you’ve never met the Hans’ son because he was never there when your families met up

well you weren’t there much either but when they came over to your house you’d say hello

but you knew he was your age

that's it

a thought suddenly popped into your head

what if their son is han jisung

you actually laughed out loud

yeah right

fate wouldn’t be that cruel to make you spend christmas with jisung

absolutely not you thought

there was no way

han jisung was the one person you could say you hated on this planet

he was the most popular guy in your grade

perfect grades

goofball and class clown

part of like a lot of sports teams

on the student council

and fuckboy extraordinaire

he went through girls like someone with a runny nose would with tissues

but even with all of his fuckboy ways you and jisung used to be really good friends

like texted each other to early morning

went on late night fast food runs

had like hundreds of inside jokes

and always would sit in class with each other

you two never met your families though

but as best friends

your only condition was not to fuck around with your friends

but he eventually did when you got a boyfriend

he became distant, fucked around with your ex best friend’s feelings

then you two had a huge falling out and you haven’t talked since

and you became distant with your best friend too

but ever since then he's become the only person you hate

in the midst of your thoughts you heard the doorbell ring

“COMING” you shout as you race down the stairs

you open the door

and the automatic thought you had was

fuck you fate

because there he was

han jisung

in all his handsome fuckboy glory

he was leaning against the wall with a duffel bag in his hand swung over his shoulder

you couldn’t deny it

he looked good with his messy hair, grey sweatpants and a black hoodie

when he saw you

the corner of his mouth curved up and his gaze got even more intense

he looked you up and down appreciatively

and he smirked at you looking at you directly in the eye

“nice legs, sweetheart” he said his voice oozing with cockiness and smoothness

you then just realised you were wearing a huge t shirt with tiny shorts which barely covered your butt

you just rolled your eyes at him and just as he opened his mouth to say something

you slammed the door in his face

the keep reading thing finally got fixed sorry for the troubles with the rest of my fics

“HEY! REALLY Y/N??” he shouts through the door

and this time you’re the one smirking

but without you noticing your heart skipped a beat when he said your name with the same familiarity he used to say it with

you slowly make your way upstairs to change enjoying jisung’s shouts to let him in

when you open the door again

he just dryly says “really?” as he looks what you’re wearing

you had baggy sweatpants on, a hoodie and a parka

“what? i need to protect my purity. you’re the pervert here.” you say innocently

he scoffs “purity my ass” as he walks past you into the house

you swear under your breath as you close the door

this was going to be a long 2 weeks

you show jisung to the guest room and wait at the doorway

as he puts his duffel bag down

before you even register what was happening

he just takes his jumper off and

he. doesn’t. have. a. shirt. on.

suddenly you could hear your heartbeat getting faster

and you feel like the room just got a lot hotter

you can’t help but think how unfair it is that he’s THAT hot

his 6 pack was perfect, you could see the definition of his arm muscles and his shoulders were broader then you remembered

as he chucks the jumper onto the bed

he gives you a side glance and a quick wink

“liking the view i see” he says cockily

and you could literally see his already massive ego growing

“you bloody wish. put a bloody shirt on jisung” you say as calmly as possible

trying to hide your bright red cheeks

and praying that he doesn’t literally hear your heart going at million miles an hour

jisung chuckles and your heart just kinda melted right there and then

“you were never that good at hiding your thoughts from me. some things never change. i missed you y/n” he says with his signature bright smile

then he puts on a black t shirt he got from his bag

and you just stand there speechless

as the words of “i missed you y/n” repeats in your head over and over

‘you’re just saying that you don’t mean it just like all the flirting you do” you mutter trying to convince yourself that was the truth

“maybe, maybe not” jisung cryptically says not looking at you

you could cut the tension in the room with a knife

“i’ll be down stairs getting dinner ready” you say trying to avoid the subject and him

but you could feel the intense gaze of jisung on your back as you leave

jisung couldn’t believe his luck

he was initially stumped at the fact he couldn’t join his parents on their cruise

but spending christmas with you and hopefully making up with you was the best present he could’ve ever wished for

gosh he’s missed you so much and he was such an idiot for letting you go

he’s had a crush on you for years now since you two first met in high school

you two became really good friends but it was just that

just friends

to distract jisung from his feelings he went from one girl after another

but once you got a boyfriend

the jealously creeped in and he couldn’t help but get distant with you

your best friend let jisung rant to her about his feelings for you

but she started to fall for him

then once she confessed and he rejected her

she pettily told you lies about how he fucked around with her feelings

then you two had a huge falling out because jisung couldn’t tell you the real reason why your best friend was lying

but now he had a chance to fix everything

you didn’t have a boyfriend and your old best friend and you weren’t even friends anymore

and school wasn't there to get in the way

he just needed to soften your heart so you would give him a chance

jisung smiled to himself as he thought about you

“DINNER’S READY” you called out from downstairs

jisung came down as you set down the plates of food down on the coffee table in front of the tv

before he could utter a word you said

“since we have to live with each other for the next 2 weeks, please don’t piss me off and i’ll act civil towards you if you do.”

“sounds good to me” jisung said shrugging grabbing his plate of food and sitting on the couch

you turn netflix on and put on a movie you and jisung both liked

no words were exchanged as you guys ate and enjoyed the movie

but somewhere in the middle of it jisung ended up lying down on your lap

and you didn’t want to make a big deal of it since you didn’t have the energy to bicker with him

plus a bit of you liked it

liked it a lot

by the next movie you two watched

your instincts kicked in and you started playing with his hair

and internally you knew you were playing a dangerous game with your feelings

jisung was a fuckboy and has been with more girls than you could count

but he always treated you right said that annoying voice in your head

and already your walls were crumbling

your heart wanted to give in

what happened was a year ago

you weren’t even friends with your old best friend

she kinda just ghosted on you after jisung and her story always seemed off

you just didn’t push it

and you knew even if you tried to deny it

you missed jisung

a lot

“goddamnit han jisung” you accidentally mutter under your breath

“what?” jisung groggily says rubbing his eyes and turning his head so he was looking straight up at you

and your heart melted right there and then

seeing him all sleepy, his hair all messy and lying down on your lap

just did something to your insides

“let me just get some snacks” you say trying to not look at him

“oh sorry” jisung says softly sitting up and rubbing his eyes sleepily

you try and steady your beating heart as you go to the kitchen and get some snacks for you and jisung

you come back and jisung’s face lightens up as he sees you struggling as your arms are full of popcorn, chocolate, candy and ice cream

“holy shit i love you y/n” he says without thinking

you completely freeze up and his eyes widen comically

“ummmm u-uhhh i-i didn’t mean that w-well i kinda did b-but ANYWAYS let me help you with that” jisung says stumbling adorably over his words

and you’re in shock at the fact he didn’t completely outright deny what he said

and the fact han jisung the smoothest talker you know was a blushing fidgety mess

seeing this sort of side to him you couldn’t help but get all soft

after setting down all the food the awkward atmosphere lessened

you plop down on the couch pretty close to jisung and play the movie

after 30 minutes you felt super sleepy and instinctively you put your head on jisung’s shoulder

before you could even realise what you did

jisung automatically puts his arm around you letting you snuggle into him comfortably

you thought to yourself

fuck it what would just a little bit of cuddling change

you got your answer as you were about to fall asleep still cuddling with jisung

“i’m really sorry for everything y/n” jisung says into your hair muffling his words slightly

but you could hear the sincerity of his words

and you just gave in

you wanted your best friend back

“it’s okay i forgive you ‘sung” you mumble back still super sleepy

you couldn’t see but jisung’s smile while looking down at you was just pure happiness and love

and he hesitated a bit before he kissed you on the forehead

jisung leans his head on yours and his eyes droopily close

and that’s how you two fell asleep

with the tv still on

the fireplace still crackling

and the snacks all eaten

with you two all snuggled up on the couch with a huge warm woolen blanket wrapped around you two

you woke up groggily yawning then you felt just like a solid body that you were leaning on

and you looked up and you saw jisung

you automatically jump out of the snuggling position you were in

then you see jisung open his eyes slightly

as you put your hands all over your body in panic and sigh in relief as you realise you have all your clothes on

you didn't realise that jisung was fully awake until he burst out laughing

between his laughs he spluttered out “y-you r-really thought w-we slept-t together?”

you angrily pout at him crossing your arms “well i’m sorry that was my first reaction when i see that we slept on the couch all night”

jisung can’t help but think how adorable you as you try to be angry

“well i’m glad you think of us like that” he says suggestively wigging his eyebrows

“HAN JISUNG” you shout hitting him with a pillow

“ow ow ow i’m sorryyyyy” he cutely says

you huff out “get up it’s already noon and i need to do some last minute christmas shopping”

“is that an invitation for me to join?” jisung sneakily asks

“no. it is an invitation for you to clean up this mess though” you say pointing to the rubbish on the coffee table from last night’s snacks

you get ready to go shopping and you say you’re going as jisung was still washing the dishes

you knew that you needed time to sort out all the feelings which you still haven’t processed at all

even though you already knew what they all meant

last night you forgave jisung

and now you two were back to how you used to be

but something new was in the mix

and you knew exactly what it was

but what scared you was the fact you liked the fact that feeling was there

the feeling of liking han jisung

and it was as if fate hated you even more

because just as you tried to turn on your engine

you could hear it rattle rumble then die

you cursed loudly knowing you need to ask jisung for his car

his answer “only if i drive”

“why can’t you just let me borrow it” you whine

“would you trust me driving your car” he snorts and retorts sassily

you then grudgingly agree he has a point and he gets ready to go out

it was a few hours into christmas shopping and you two were having a ball

but you could see jisung eyeing a hoodie and you went over to him

you instantly loved it too and couldn’t help but say

“damn that’s a really cute hoodie”

“i know right i have an amazing taste” jisung says cheekily as you just shake your head and laugh

“yeah yeah sure whatever you say”

unknowingly to jisung

you bought it while he was off in the toilet

jisung insisted on carrying all your bags

and buying lunch too

you felt like a princess

but you couldn’t help but try to be cautious

he’s a fuckboy y/n he does this to all girls not just you

you told yourself

but you knew that wasn’t the truth you’ve seen jisung interact with other girls

and he was never this nice or patient and he would’ve definitely made a move by now

you were a complete mess by the end of your shopping trip

your thoughts and feelings were all conflicted

and as jisung was driving and both of you were belting out christmas songs

and he was doing an impression of mariah carey’s all i want for christmas is you

you were dying of laughter as you forgot how funny jisung was

that was when you knew

you were completely fucked

this definitely wasn’t the first time you had a crush jisung

you think you had one about 3 times when you were friends with jisung

but did nothing about it because he never seemed to be interested in you like that

though now it was completely different

he was acting even more romantic and more boyfriend material than ever

and you were struggling real hard to keep your walls up

you were making pumpkin soup for dinner and you were so concentrated on stirring the pot you didn’t hear jisung’s footsteps

just don’t question why someone would be concentrated on stirring

you suddenly feel two arms wrap around you waist

and jisung’s chin leans on your shoulder as he asks

“whatcha making?”

your heart basically had a heart attack as he did it

“pumpkin soup” you say spinning around to face him and at the same time putting the wooden spoon into his mouth

you laugh super hard as jisung’s eyes are wide and half of the wooden spoon is in his mouth

as you take the spoon of his mouth

he splutters out “y-you” trying to formulate words

you laugh even harder

“dinner’s ready” you say between your laughs

you guys again sat on the couch with your soup as you put on a tv show

jisung spilled a bit of his soup

and you two bickered back and forth as he cleaned it up

during the bickering you couldn’t help but think

you two were acting like an old married couple

“i did the dishes this morning so you should clean it up”

“uM EXCUSE ME you’re the one WHO SPILLED IT”

once jisung cleaned up and finished his soup

without hesitation he lied down on your lap

you played with his hair the whole time

at one point you two ended up cuddling

then you both fell asleep like that again

“we really gotta stop falling asleep on the couch like this” says jisung as you wake up

you look up at him and squeak because of how close he is

he laughs softly at your reaction “morning sweetheart” he says

“morning” you say with a yawn

it was christmas eve and you two spent the whole day in your pjs

first wrapping the presents

which was a lot of trying to run into each other’s room to see what the other person has gotten

both of you failed

you two went outside to make a snowman

which didn’t happen and just ended up being a snowball fight

after you two dried up you made hot chocolate for the both of you

to warm you guys cuddled up on the couch right next to the fire place and talked for an hour or so

you two also baked gingerbread and made gingerbread houses

that took like 3-4 hours because you two were playing around so much

then you two spent the whole evening cooking your favourite christmas foods for dinner

the whole day was amazing

christmas carols were playing, you two had at least 2 more cups of hot chocolate, the christmas tree lights were twinkling and the bright smiles never left each other’s faces

constant flirting, teasing, banter and suggestive remarks never left your conversations

nor did the constant affection

like the sneaky forehead kisses, cuddles, and hugs

and both of you knew what was going on but didn’t mention it

neither of you wanted to ruin it

but at the back of your mind you wanted an explanation

the reason you two stopped being friends

the one jisung refused to tell you when you two had your huge fallout

but for the time being you wanted to forget about it until the time was right to ask him about it

after you two had your christmas dinner and both were extremely full

you suggested something

“hey i know it’s pretty cold but it’s a clear night do you wanna go up to the treehouse and give our presents up there?”

“sounds good let’s go thirty minutes before 12?”

so after you two watched another christmas movie

which was like the 10th you’ve watched in the last 3 days

you guys went to your treehouse, with hot chocolate in thermo flasks, a picnic blanket and a bunch of woolen blankets

and of course your wrapped presents

after you guys got all comfy and cozy

resting your backs on the wall of the tree house with the blankets wrapped around you two

you had soft christmas music playing from your phone

and as it turned 12 you both shout

“MERRY CHRISTMAS!!”

you two handed your presents to each other at the same time

and both of you ripped the wrapping off

you two burst out laughing as you both held up the same hoodie you both saw when you were doing christmas shopping

“i told you i had great taste” jisung says while laughing

you both put your matching hoodies

“we look pretty damn cute” jisung says appreciatively

and you couldn’t deny it

the hoodies looked good on both of you and the whole matching thing really worked for you two

“you look adorable with your sweater paws” jisung chuckles out

you put your two hands to your face which was hidden in the sleeves of your hoodie posing for him

jisung takes a few photos of you

“my new background” he casually mentions as your cheeks go bright red

you two snuggle up and star gaze

talking about the constellations

and then all your past christmases

jisung says a few cheesy pick up lines which you laugh at

“there’s a million stars in the universe but the only one i need is you” he’d say overly romantically

as you’d just laugh, cover his mouth with you hand and say “oh my gosh stop”

once you two settle down and a comfortable silence falls upon you two

you suddenly ask

“hey jisung can you tell me why we stopped being friends” you softly say looking up at him

he softly smiles down at you

“it’s cause i liked you”

then your brain kinda just freezes and doesn’t work anymore

you move so there’s space between you two and you’re looking straight at him making sure he’s telling the truth

“your best friend let me rant to her about my feelings for you but she fell for me and once she confessed i rejected her. she was bitter and told you all those bullshit lies”

you felt like shit

you should’ve known there was a good reason

and your best friend’s story always sounded really off

before you could apologies jisung clearly tells you

“don’t feel bad please it’s on me i’ve liked you for years now and i never had the guts to tell you until now”

jisung says sweetly looking at you with so much adoration

you just melted into a puddle

“now?” you softly whisper

he chuckles softly and says with affection filling his voice

“i like you y/n. i like you a lot”

without any notice jisung grabbed the strings of your hoodie and pulled you close his lips were only a few centimetres from yours

then suddenly you felt his lips on yours

he was soft and hesitant at first waiting for you to pull away

but once you reciprocated the kiss

you could feel him smile as you kissed him back

and your heart warmed as he smiled

then he suddenly deepened the kiss

and you just melted into his body

all the sexual tension, the unspoken feelings, all of it just exploded

jisung smoothly lifted you into his lap

his hands were on your lower back and his arms were around your waist bringing you as close as possible

not even a paper could slip through the space between you two

you had your arms around his neck and you were running your fingers through his hair

jisung kissed you passionately, your heavy french makeout was extremely steamy and as you two finally you parted for air

you both were breathing heavily and jisung had the most attractive smirk on his face

you breathlessly say with a sweet smile on your face

“i like you too jisung”

my gif use w creds!!

this scenario was an utter mess it combined a shit ton of aus and i wrote it in a rush BUT it was very fluffy and christmassy. i hope all of my readers had a very merry christmas!! be on the lookout in the next 2 days for my seungmin fic (which hopefully be better quality), which i just need to edit before it’ll be up!!

i always love to hear feedback and what you guys thought so please don’t be afraid to send me a message, anon or request!!

@geminijimini MERRY CHRISTMAS RAYA!!!! i am so sorry i didn’t reply to your asks the last month or so i was on a mini hiatus. but i hope you liked this, i know it wasn’t exactly what i said but i tried to add the whole winter theme to it and at the very end a mention of star gazing. it was very fluffy though so i really hope you like it!! please message me to tell me if you enjoyed it or not and let’s stay in touch!! lots of love your secret santa, dain ❤️

thank you @skzsecretsanta for setting this whole thing up and for providing me an amazing present giver (hehe i loved my ss gift) and receiver!!

#stray kids #stray kids scenarios #stray kids imagines #straykidznet #straykids #han jisung #han #han jisung scenarios #han jisung imagines #stray kids fluff #han jisung fluff #skzsecretsanta

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brattyhyuck · 6 years

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to my unknown lover. (l.dh.)

— member → lee donghyuck / haechan. — genre → rebel!reader, highschool au, secret relationship au, fluff, angst. — words → estimated to be around 16k. ew. — warnings → swearing, making out, underage drinking, mention of drugs, bad writing : /.

SUMMARY — Lee Donghyuck was a known class clown of the school and you were the classic troublesome student many knew to stand clear of. You had a reputation of illegal activities and a long line of boys thrown away when you grew bored of them. The two of you making a couple was unlikely, so much so that it hadn’t even been thought of. Not until you exchanged a kiss with him in a lame round of spin-the-bottle at a party that had your friends pushing you towards the idea of dating. However, unbeknownst to them, you and Donghyuck were already sneaking around behind the public’s eye.

— disclaimer → this is purely a work of fiction. i do not own, claim to be, or personally know the idol(s) presented in this story. this is not meant to harm or offend anyone. so, please, if you think you will not like the things presented in the writing, don’t read it. also this is only a preview. i am not completely finished with the story meaning it could take awhile for it to get finished and posted. i’m sorry for any inconvenience, but i really hope you enjoy it!

The doors of the building slowly came to a close behind and you breathed in the night air. The simple darkness and lack of people out late like this always brought peace to you. Even if those peaceful times consisted of you making your way to yours friend’s place to crash on their couch while their parents were out of town and alcohol filled your system.

Your eyes wandered across the parking lot in front of you until you spotted a slightly beat up pick-up truck and a boy pumping gas next to it. Unconsciously, a smile settled on your features as you jogged up to him.

When you arrived to his side, Donghyuck was placing the nozzle back into the pump and flashed you a grin. You wondered when he became so cute as he twisted the fuel cap back on and you also began to wonder why you were having such thoughts about him.

“So where do you live?” he asked as he walked past you, going to the opposite side of his truck to open the passenger side for you.

The action made your smile widen.

“Only a few blocks from here. Just turn right at the light over there.” you explained, giving a nod towards the intersection behind you and entered the vehicle.

As Donghyuck shut your door and made his way to his side, you took the time to glance around the inside. It was cleaner than you had expected and smelt pretty nice. You were impressed until you turned your head and caught a glimpse of all the trash that seemed to be pressed behind the bench seating of the truck. And on top of all of it was a wrapper for a car freshener and it caused you to direct your attention to the freshly scented tree, uneven in it’s dangle on the rear view mirror from being set up with haste. A quiet and breathy laugh was released from your throat just as he entered from his own side.

“What are you laughing at?” he questioned, a laugh of his own coming out.

You shook your head.

“Nothing.”

He started the engine and pulled his seatbelt around himself, clicking it into place. With one hand on the steering wheel and the other switching the gear shift into drive, he left off the brakes. However, he soon pressed on them again after glancing over at your figure.

“Aren’t you gonna buckle up?” he asked, still looking at you.

“It’s just down the road.” you stated with a shrug.

“Do you want me to get a ticket or something? Come on, safety first.”

You rolled your eyes.

“No.”

“Are we really doing this? Put it on.”

“Make me.” you challenged.

A look of disbelief spread across his face until he saw your teasing smile. That was when the ends of his mouth went up again and he sighed. He pushed the gear back into park and unbuckled his own seatbelt, scooting over to you and leaned himself over your form.

A smirk replaced the smile you had in response to the closeness of the two of you. Your nose picked up the soft scent of cologne and hazelnut. It was nice.

After strapping you in, Donghyuck sat himself back into the driver’s seat. You saw him shake his head softly though a smile was still present on his face. You suddenly had the urge to tell him to not take you home just yet. But alas, you let him take off and pull out of the parking lot of the convenient store.

#i decided to repost it with a diff part of the story bc #i'm indecisive kfjbskdjgb #nctwriters #donghyuck scenario #donghyuck x reader #haechan scenario #haechan x reader #nct scenario #lee donghyuck #lee haechan #nct

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beneathshadowsrp · 6 years

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Nightmare of Elm Street: Day 2

When the black cats prowl and the pumpkins gleam…

May luck be yours on Halloween.

For centuries, All Hallow’s Eve (or Halloween) has been the night for all of the things that go bump in the night to walk among the human and mortals. Over the years, the meaning behind Halloween has taken many interruptions and forms depending on each culture. But, in North Carolina, in a little town called Shadow Falls, one of the states most popular ghost stories reign. In Sleepy Hallow, they may have the Headless Horseman, but down south, Shadow Falls is the town devoted to the Siren of the French Broad. Tourists come from far and wide to catch a glimpse of the ghost with the long dark-hair out in the water and to try their luck to hear the call of her song. In Shadow Falls, townsfolk are urged to for their difference to fade away over the next few days and come together for a day of ‘unity’ and ‘acceptance’. But, not everyone looks at Halloween this way…

This is the list of the activities happening on Day 2 of the event.

The event will be concluded on October 20th at midnight EST. It will however only cover October 17th to the 20th in game play.

The tag for this event is #shadowhalloween1. So, please remember to tag all event related threads, pictures, outfits, etc. as such. Also, remember when posting a starter, to use both the event tag as well as the start tag. This event is mandatory, because of all the plot drops we will be having. If you do not want to participate, you do not have to, but we ask that you put your character on Hiatus for the time being or message the main, so that we can be aware if you and another player want to have your characters doing a private thread where they’re away for the weekend instead of participating. Also, because of this, we have decided to close acceptances off during the two weeks of the event.

PLEASE LIKE THIS POST AFTER YOU’VE READ IT. For any questions or concerns regarding anything about the event please feel free to message the main. And note that as per any major plot, if you want to INJURE your character, KILL an NPC (human or Supernatural), or any other MAJOR plot related occurrence during this event, YOU NEED TO MESSAGE THE MAIN FIRST TO ASK FOR APPROVAL. And last but not least, just have fun!! We hope you enjoy this event just as much as we enjoyed making it for you!

ACTIVITIES for DAY 2 aka Halloweekend:

So, what’s happening in town on Day 2?

We have several activities for citizens to take part in listed below. Feel free to post starters in any order which you like. For example, feel free to make a starter about a party and then later post one about a prank. The times associated next to each activity are just in case you want to describe if it was sunny out or your character is grumpy that it’s super early etc.

Clean up Crew/Silent Dance Party:

After all of the teepeeing and pranks that were pulled last night, the mayor has sent out a request for volunteers to help get the town’s streets prepped and ready for trick or treating. So if you’re an early bird or someone whose house was hit last night, make your way down to town hall to borrow some industrial trashcans, replacement decorations, and have some morning bagels, pumpkin spice lattes, and mini pumpkin pies all courtesy of the Pie Hole. Thanks to the Shadow Falls Public Library, the town will also be renting out headphones that you can pick up to par-take in a silent dance party of sorts in order to make the town clean up just a little bit more fun! So, jam out to some music and help get the streets all suited up for today’s activities.

When: 8 to 10 am.; Where: Town Hall

The Haunted House:

The corn maze and hayrides will still be running all today, as well as, the Spookfest Street Fair. But, with an added bonus of one of the largest Haunted Houses this town has ever seen. The entire Library (including the street outside of it which has been transformed into a zombie run inspired obstacle course that you’re welcome to go through) has been transformed into an incredibly interactive experience that is sure to give you goosebumps. All of the proceeds from the tickets will go to new books and each floor of the Haunted House has a different scare level.

Participants: Don’t worry if you’re a scaredy cat, the first floor of the building is the part of the Haunted House that is for all ages from kids to adults. If you have the heeby-jeebies from only that, feel free to leave through the back entrance. But, if your a horror fanatic or a haunted house enthusiast, take the elevator up to levels 2 and 3. If you make it through all three levels, you’ll not only get a sticker and a pen that looks like a syringe, but bragging rights for all your friends.

Volunteers: If you have signed up to work the Haunted House, then you will be transformed into a scary monster of your choosing and be given a post where you can jump out and scare whoever is walking through. You can be a severed head in a fake dinning room table or one of the zombies in the zombie run. Just remember, you’re not allowed to touch the participants just as they are not allowed to touch you and don’t forget to say boo!

OOC: Because the SpookFest Street Fair is still going on, the added stuff about witches and sirens are still in effect today too.

When: 10 am to 7pm; Where: Shadow Falls Library

Trick or Treating:

No one can forget one of the most popular parts of Halloween being Trick o’ Treating! And it’s no secret that in Shadow Falls, the best street to hit during your candy run is Elliswood Avenue. This picture-esque street is dominated by upper-middle-class families who love to compete for the best-decorated homes each year. It’s famous for the elaborate decorations and king-sized candy bars. It’s a perfect street to take the little ones trick-or-treating. Your character could be a resident of Elliswood Avenue, someone who appreciates the effort, or a chaperone for some kids for part of the night. (For a better idea of the houses on Halloween, check out these links [x] [x] [x]). There is even a magnetic sword in a stone at the street sign where young and old can try to see if they are the ‘chosen’ one.

Temporary Freedom: Once again, every supernatural in town has temporary freedom. If a species would like to walk around freely with their wings stretched out, reveal their fangs, etc. The risk of being caught for indulging in supernatural pleasures and appearances is low seeing that many hunters and cops cannot distinguish the difference between species throughout the weekend. Yet, cops are still on duty, patrolling the streets more heavily than usual, so even though supernaturals won’t be arrested for wandering around in their true form, hunters and supernaturals don’t get the complete freedom they have during the Full Moon (aka killing and feeding on other people in the streets is a no, no).

When: 5pm to Midnight; Where: Elliswood Avenue

The Monster Mash:

On night two, there are one again two separate parties you are welcome to attend:

Neverland: Neverland will be putting on an all out costume party. Come donning your scariest garbs, your sparkliest make-up, or your cutest couples costume. There will be THREE main categories: 1. Best Couple’s Costume (can be funny, extra spooky, or cute!) 2. Scariest Overall (the scariest costume of the night.) 3. Cleverest Clown (not actually a clown costume, but a costume that the judges deem hilarious or clever.) Tag your character’s costumes with #shadowinspos and #shadowhalloween18

When: 8 pm to 2 am Where: Neverland Speakeasy

Saints and Sinners: For those looking to indulge in the more hedonistic aspects of the night, Saints and Sinners is the place to be. With live musical performances and generous bar tabs, this is the club to live out your dark fantasies. Bring your costume, or as others would put it “lingerie with animal ears,” grab a drink, and hit the dance floor.

When: 9 pm to 2 am Where: Saints and Sinners Club

Open Carry

Open Carry: The open carry policy is still in effect, so after the clock strikes 9 pm, the open carry policy begins. This means that you are allowed to take whichever alcohol beverage you’d like the streets as you wandered through the night. And for Vampires, special drinks will be offered all weekend with blood infused in it thanks to the Local Blood Drive and to the Hamlin Group’s newest creation- blood tablets. Drop one tablet into a glass of water and it instance becomes artificial blood for you to enjoy.

When: 9 pm to Midnight. Where: All Over Town

The Siren on French Broad Spotting:

Last but not least, as the time ticks to midnight and the fog rolls in, make your way down to Elm Street, the Trails, and the Pier to catch the Siren show on the water and a glimpse of the ghost herself. The show won’t start until 2 am, but if you’re smart, you’ll try to get there early to grab a good seat and get some good old fashioned hot dogs, turkey legs, and other traditionally american style food from the Devil’s Diner food carts set up along the water.

When: 11 pm to 1 am, Where: Over the Water

#shadowhalloween18 #shadowevents

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soukana · 1 year

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So the thing about this sequence for me is that it’s the first time Tinn’s fantasy has been a) not subverted by something and b) mirrored by their actions in real life. We’re explicitly told that the dance was just as beautiful and perfect in the gym as it was in the ballroom. This is so different from the other fantasy sequences we’ve seen and it only works if they are both in it together. To me this is the show telling us that Gun was equally in this moment and it’s no longer just a one-sided dream.

And then at the climax of the scene we get a series of quick cuts between them dancing in the fantasy, their memories and their current reality. It’s gorgeous and perfect because Tinn needs to get out of his head and this is when it finally starts to happen; the walls are breaking down and he’s figuring out that what’s happening in front of him is just as romantic and lovely as anything he might have cooked up in his dreams. And it’s so well suited to a high school BL because this is what high school love is about… navigating the convergence of your hopes and romantic ideals with the real life experience of becoming close to another person for the first time.

And all of that story is told through BALLROOM DANCE. This show, y’all.

#my school president #tinngun #thai bl #first class ticket to clown town please #and seriously it’s only episode 3??

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resurrectionevent · 4 years

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memes/starters

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VICTIM → VICTIM

❝ I dreamed about this guy [ player insert ]. ❞

❝ What’d he look like? You get a look at him? ❞

❝ Well then how can you say somebody else was there? ❞

❝ You could just see the cuts happening, all at once. ❞

❝ What do you mean all at once? ❞

❝ I probably could’ve saved her if I’d moved sooner. ❞

❝ There was this guy who had knives for fingers. ❞

❝ You’ll feel better as soon as you sleep. ❞

❝ You better tell me, cause now he’s after me! ❞

❝ Feel better?! You call this feeling better? ❞

❝ Avoid everything happening to me by just getting good and loaded. ❞

❝ He can’t get you because mommy killed him. ❞

❝ I take back every bit of energy I ever gave you. ❞

❝ Do you have any idea what that means? ❞

❝ She’s already fucked up, so leave her alone. ❞

❝ What? What are you talking about? ❞

❝ Just don’t fall asleep. If you die in your dreams, you die for real. ❞

❝ You think you can bring the dead back to life? ❞

❝ He brought us here so we could remember what he did to us. ❞

❝ I want you to go straight up to bed, okay? ❞❝ He’s not after us because we lied - He’s after us because we told the truth. ❞

❝ You know what they say, kemosabe, in Hell, everybody loves popcorn. ❞

❝ We’re gonna be in here a long time. ❞

❝ There’s not a day that goes by that I don’t think about that night. ❞

❝ Where did you hear that? ❞

❝ So what did you do? Did you call the police? ❞

❝ I’m gonna teach you something. I’m not gonna let anyone hurt you. ❞

❝ You know, all in all, you’ve had a pretty good run. ❞

❝ You must’ve known it all had to end somewhere - might as well be now. ❞

❝ Next time, we go someplace else. ❞

❝ This is crazy, sitting here and waiting to be attacked. ❞

❝ I told you already, I don’t why they let me go! They just did. ❞

❝ Sometimes I can still see their face whenever I close my eyes. ❞

❝ Grab anything that might make a good weapon. ❞

❝ Somebody should make a run for the car. ❞

❝ No, no, no! We can’t go out there! ❞

❝ Come on, it’s the only way. ❞

❝ Whoever’s the fastest runner, who is that? ❞

VILLAIN → VICTIM

❝ We weren’t hunting, we were protecting you! ❞

❝ You’ll understand how it feels to never fail to protect them. ❞

❝ You know what they say, kemosabe, in Hell, everybody loves popcorn. ❞

❝ Oh, don’t you cry! I’ve killed a million times before. ❞

❝ Did you know…that after the heart stops beating, the brain keeps functioning for over 7 minutes? ❞

❝ I ain’t no fucking clown. ❞

❝ Ooh, sounds fun, but it’s a little fast for me. ❞

❝ I’m your boyfriend now, ______. ❞

❝ It hurts, doesn’t it? That’s because you’re in my world now, bitch! ❞

❝ I had to keep you awake long enough so when you finally slept, you’d never wake up again. ❞

❝ We’re gonna be in here a long time. ❞

❝ I’m gonna teach you something. I’m not gonna let anyone hurt you. ❞

❝ Do you really think I give a fuck? ❞

❝ what’s the pointing in kidnapping if you aren’t going to do any killing? ❞

❝ i usually like to get to know my victims a little before i kill them. ❞

❝ I’m not crazy; I’m in control! ❞

❝ I’m not here to brighten your dismal day; I am here to end your miserable life. ❞

❝ You may think this is a one time thing but I promise, I will kill again. ❞

❝ Come out, come out, wherever you are! You can’t hide from me forever! ❞

❝ there’s no turning back now! there’s no one coming for you, except for me! ❞

❝ You know, all in all, you’ve had a pretty good run. ❞

❝ You must’ve known it all had to end somewhere - might as well be now. ❞

❝ You can all count yourselves lucky you got fucked by the best! ❞

❝ In exactly one hundred and twenty seconds, we shall begin. ❞

❝ All you have to do is survive twelve hours. ❞

❝ What I do? Unfortunately for you, I do real well! ❞

❝ I am certainly not here to elicit an amused response. ❞

❝ Murder school is now in session. ❞

❝ you know what they say, once a killer, always a killer. ❞

❝ I am here to end your miserable fucking life. ❞

❝ I’m sending you straight to the fucking pearly gates with a first class ticket. ❞

❝ I came to get down and dirty. Oh yeah. ❞

❝ Look what the fucking cat dragged in! ❞

❝ Death has come to sing it’s quite song, run and hide for it won’t belong! ❞

❝ Is it hunting time now? ❞

❝ I guess I should really put you out of your misery. ❞

❝ You can run but you can’t hide! I’m going to find you and kill you! ❞

❝ See, I’ve stalked you for sometime before finally snatching you up! ❞

❝ I didn’t want to kill you when I brought you here, but now, I have no choice! ❞

❝ I’m gonna kill your whole fucking family. ❞

❝ I want you to see what happens to heroes… ❞

GENERAL

❝ I didn’t want you to remember! I wanted you to forget! ❞

❝ I didn’t want to remember! I wanted to forget! ❞

❝ They’re…they’re repressed memories, from a terrible, terrible time. ❞

❝ There’s not a day that goes by that I don’t think about that night. ❞

❝ You said that… You said that we didn’t know each other. ❞

❝ Don’t pretend you don’t know, because you do. ❞

❝ Your mind was just playing tricks on you. ❞

❝ He kept repeating it over and over again.. ❞

❝ I’m gonna teach you something. I’m not gonna let anyone hurt you. ❞

❝ There’s only four things you need to know about this career. ❞

❝ Do you really think I give a fuck? ❞

❝ I always thought I’d appear rather pretentious with a pipe. ❞

❝ You know, all in all, you’ve had a pretty good run. ❞

❝ You diggin’ what you see, pops? ❞

❝ I mean no disrespect, but was not the question. ❞

❝ See you later, Popeye! I’m gonna go get me some spinach. ❞

❝ I don’t wanna be here! They make me be here! ❞

❝ You and me, we’re the same! We’re the same! ❞

❝ What the fuck is going on? Do you see anything? ❞

❝ Look what the fucking cat dragged in! ❞

❝ I’m so flattered you remember me. ❞

❝ Don’t worry, ______. It’s always somebody’s fault. ❞

❝ Do you think that this killer is working all alone? ❞

❝ How hard is it to catch a killer? ❞ ❝ I don’t want you out at night in this town, roaming around. ❞

❝ I can’t believe they’re withholding information about that murder. ❞

❝ Wait, you mean you don’t know? Do you live under a rock? ❞

❝ I can’t believe I’m still living in this fucking town. ❞

❝ Why are you so paranoid and scared all of a sudden? It’s just the police. ❞

❝ Ever since this recent murder, you’ve been super paranoid. ❞

❝ Please, hurry back!! I’m afraid I might not ever seen you again when you leave. ❞

❝ Man she really fucked him up good huh? ❞

❝ I knew you were into some sketchy shit! ❞

❝ This wasn’t a random attack! Our family’s being targeted. ❞

❝ Why would anybody do this? ❞

❝ Oh my god, what is happening to us? ❞

❝ I don’t see anyone. Do you see anyone? ❞

❝ Why are you calling me a low life? I’m just trying to help the situation. ❞

❝ What you just said. What was that? ❞

❝ Is there something else you wanted to say to me? ❞

❝ I can’t believe you’re in on this. ❞

❝ Do you kiss your mama with that mouth? ❞

❝ What the fuck is your problem? ❞

❝ Here’s the list of names I need you to run down for me. ❞

❝ That’s a funny-ass name. ❞

❝ If you want special favors you gotta give me something in return. ❞

❝ I tried to walk the line but now I realize there is no line. ❞

❝ I can’t fucking wait! You want it? Here it is, come and get it. ❞

#honesty weekend #ask memes

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|| Gem City || Part 2

You walk home from your “School”, which is really just a small building with hand-me-down books that the “Teacher” told you to read. The teacher probably didn’t know anything about the subjects you would be testing on, so everyone had gotten an A on every test you took. What’s the point in even going to school, when you already know you would never get the job you’ve wanted anyways? You lug around your torn bookbag to the Cafe you work at. It was Sunday, the day the Cafe wasn’t open, but it was your job to clean the whole place before the next day. You close the door behind you and pull your hair into a high ponytail. You cleaned the workplace in steps, first was the dishes, then the dining area, and lastly, the storage room. You walk to the kitchen and look around at the filth. You chip your teeth at the piled dishes and drag your feet towards the sink. You fill the second sink with water and pump some dawn dish soap onto the sponge. You scrub away until all the filth is off of the tableware.

You wipe your sweat on the back of your sleeve and decide to head towards the storage room first. You open the heavy metal door and place a few boxes in front of it to stop it from closing. You organized all the products and throw out the ones that are close to going bad. After you were done with the storage room, you open the door. When you head towards the dining area, you hear voices. You swore you locked the door behind you before going in. You look around in the kitchen to find a weapon you can use to protect yourself. Reaching your hand in the kitchen sink, you take a frying pan. You look at your familiar and you see worried expression run across her face. You take a deep breath and calm yourself, before walking into the room where the voices are.

You see two figures, one with light brown hair and one with pink hair. You clear your throat and the two figures turn in your direction. You gulp and come out of your hiding spot slowly. “And who might you be?” The guy with pink hair said harshly.

“I’m Y/N. I’m a worker here.” You straighten yourself in the presence of him, his aura indicates he's powerful and shouldn’t be messed with.

He points to you and says, “Bring her to me.” Your eyes dart around the room trying to learn who he was talking to. “Of course.” The guy with light brown hair said. He walks up to you quickly, making you freeze in your spot. He grabs your forearm tightly and practically drags you across the room to the other guy. The guy with pink hair stalks towards you and gets really close. Ae-chae growls slightly at the closeness between you two, and that changes his attention from you to your weak familiar. He kneels down to her height and stares at her until she submits to his gaze.

His attention turns back to you and grabs you by your collar and pulls you close to his face. He gazes into your eyes and says, “I wasn’t informed of your presence. Who are you and why are you here?” He cocks his eyebrow.

“I would have to ask the same, sir. The store isn’t open, which means no one but the employees should be in here.” You respond back with confidence. But your confidence is soon taken away by his grip tightening on your collar.

“I am the owner of this building now. My name is Park Jimin, owner of the Park industry and you will not talk to me like you just did you filthy copper.” He growls leaving some spit on your face. You nod quickly and he lets you go. “Now, would you be kind enough to show us around.” He gives you a big smile like nothing even happened.

After showing the new “owner” around, he went home. He said the place wasn’t clean enough which left you to stay after. Of course, you didn’t get pay for the extra hours you worked. After you were done with your morning shift, you still had some time in between your next shift to do something fun. There were familiar parks but Ae-chae would always get judged so you’d rather not bring her there.

You were thinking for a little while until an idea hit you. You decided to go to the circus since it was still in town. You took out your phone and bought some tickets online.

“Hey, Ae-chae! We are going to go enjoy the circus before work! How does that sound?” You ask her while stroking her white fur. She leans into your touch and hums in approval.

The circus wasn’t that far away so you decided to walk there instead of wasting money in an unfair taxi. You tried unsummoning Ae-chae while you walked so people didn’t bump into her, but the best you could do was make her a bit transparent. At least you’re trying.

You show the Ticketmaster your phone and he handed you two small rectangled bits of paper. You thanked the ticket master and gave him a big small, but he returned a glare. You silently went through the gates and the sensory hit you all at once. There were little game shops, clowns, funnel cake, and excited kids and familiars.

While you were gawking at the circus imagery, someone with a deep husky voice calls out to you.

“Young lady, would you like to try this game? It will only cost you 1.00 for 3 balls.” The handsome man said.

The man was stunning. His face looked like it was sculpted to perfection and his smile was so contagious. He was wearing a white shirt, red overall-shorts, socks that came up to his knees, and a red cap to match his overalls. He was a cutie.

He cleared his throat and you snapped out of your daze.

“Um, I don’t really have the money right now. I’m terribly sorry!” You said while you bowed to him.

“No biggie! What class are you if you don’t mind me asking?” He tilted his head.

You hesitated but said, “I’m in the copper class.” Your head went down instantly.

“Oh really? Well, my name is Kim Taehyung! I’m in the Diamond class.” He gave sincere a boxed-shaped smile.

“REALLY? B-but you don’t seem like a-”

“I don’t seem like a Diamond? Diamonds are supposed to be arrogant pieces of ass? Yeah most of them are like that, but those guys are losers. Psh, they can never take a fucking joke.” He chuckled.

“A-ah I’m sorry if I offended you in any way! You just didn’t seem to be a diamond. Oh, where are my manners! It’s nice to meet you Master Taehyung!” You said as you bowed in panic.

“Oh no, please get up. I hate when people bow to me, I’m just a normal person so please.” He said as he grabbed you arm. You nodded at his request.

“Well, I should get back to my job then. Here is my number if you ever want to talk again darling.” He winked at you and smiled, making you blush.

He wrote down his number on a piece of paper and gave it to you and you immediately put it into your phone.

“Thank you so much! I will.” You said under your breath since he was already gone.

Now it was time to enjoy the circus while you still could!

Hello! Admin minsoo here and I’m just here to tell you that I’m trying to work on a few other stories. I’m still working on that Zitao fic Ms/Mr. Anon and I’m trying really hard to make it perfect, but it’s just because I’m hard on myself which shouldn’t be an excuse. I’m happy and grateful for your patience. The zitao, chanyeol, and hybrid series are being worked on right now so I’m working on all 3 of them.

So you aren’t totally starving, I’m giving you this crappy gem city part 2 to nibble on :)

I hope it’s okay so far, if not tell me o what I should change or improve on this story! I will really appreciate that!

Admin Minsoo~

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fanfic: paths that lead home

Title: paths that lead home Fandom: Gakuen Alice Length: 3.3k Summary: When Natsume’s friends make him go on a road trip, he thinks they’ve collectively lost their minds. Crossing Japan in 24 hours with the Alice Academy hot on their heels? Only crazy people could come up with that. As it turns out, Natsume Hyuuga is friends with a lot of crazy people. Set before Ch. 179, for day 1 of ga-party’s May challenge.

{ao3}

Natsume isn’t into the idea the first time his friends tell him about it. Actually, Natsume isn’t into the idea the second, third or fourth time it’s brought up either, but then he has felt lethargic ever since he woke up after essentially dying to find out the girl he loves is gone. But his friends are suddenly adventurous and excited and more than a little bit stubborn and they just won’t let him boycott the whole thing.

It’s a compromise, Luca says, diplomatic and relentless at once. They get to go on their insane, more than a little bit dangerous and frankly, illegal, road trip and Natsume gets to come along to keep them out of trouble. The problem is of course that Natsume doesn’t want to come along and can’t exactly provide protection in his current condition, but somehow he still gets overruled, because apparently the gang is a democracy now. His position as de facto leader of Class 2B has vanished along with large parts of his Alice, he thinks. There’s also the fact that Luca pulls him to the side and tells him about Yuu’s little sibling and how their friend hasn’t gotten to see him in months and really, why fight for a more open school if Yuu, the definition of a good student, doesn’t feel the benefits?

Natsume does wonder why Yuu Tobita is suddenly so keen on breaking Academy rules but then the world has changed during the time he was unconscious, in ways both good and bad. The sting of losing Mikan hasn’t quite subsided yet and some days that sting makes it difficult to notice anything else that is happening around him but he knows, God, he knows she would not want him to be morose and broody. If what Luca says is right then her best friend, the girl no one remembers, risked everything to give him another shot. Perhaps really living again starts here and now, with this damn road trip and his friends. (”You don’t have to go”, Luca tells him, “if you don’t want to. But maybe this will be good for all of us.”) Maybe, yes maybe - and he never was good at saying no to his best friend.

Luca’s borrowed barrier Alice and Natsume’s well honed ninja skills are still functioning well enough to sneak six of them out of the school in the middle of the night. Koko insists on wearing a ridiculous dark hoodie - “Guys, I’m blending in” - and Sumire can’t stop laughing at him. Yuu’s white as a sheet and gnawing on his bottom lip but deeply determined, too, determined enough to crawl through the small hole they made in the Academy’s barrier before all the others. Tsubasa’s coming along because, well, Natsume doesn’t really know why. Mostly because Tsubasa has gotten really protective as of late and is also a little bit into the whole road trip idea, as most maniacs apparently are. Luca keeps giggling nervously, a little bit like he did all that time ago when he got accidentally drunk in the woods. “Oh Gods,” he says as they’re half-running, half-sneaking towards Tokyo’s central train station. “Oh Gods. This is it.”

“If by ‘it’ you mean our impending doom, sure,” Natsume mutters. Koko begins singing “Breaking Free” from High School Musical under his breath, because of course he does.

They manage to sneak onto a train, hiding in a compartment that is transporting potato chips, which naturally leads to way too many eaten potato chips on their part. At some point someone throws up but it’s better than starving to death. The train’s going west, looks about a hundred years old and makes so much noise that their conversations are reduced to hand signals. Natsume is silently relieved because that just means he no longer has to listen to communal singing, which is another habit his friends apparently picked up. They go through Queen’s entire discography as though Narumi made them memorize the lyrics for a test.

The whole thing is...strangely serene. The constant noise reminds Natsume of the days he spent running from the school, forever on the road. Strange, how something so tumultuous can seem so peaceful now. He has his family back now, his father and his sister, but the innocence he had then is forever out of his reach. Natsume wonders whether this was the true reason he agreed to this road trip: The youthful exuberance in his friends’ eyes. Their desire to do a crazy thing, to take a risk, to not care about adulthood or consequence, even though all of them have experienced both.

They’re all a bit more bent and broken than they were. He can see it in Sumire’s face whenever she flinches because the train’s loud noises remind her of getting knocked out during the Uprising. He sees it in the way Tsubasa’s eyes scan the train compartment, as though some unnamed danger will, at any moment, leap out from behind the chips. He sees it in his best friend, who doesn’t smile quite as easily as he used too, who doesn’t quite want to leave his side out of fear that death will part them again, as it has before. But somewhere, in between all that Natsume still manages to fall asleep with his head on Luca’s shoulder while Yuu describes his little sister to their friends. Outside of the train, city buildings give way to meadows, street lights give way to stars. He dreams of Mikan Sakura smiling at him and feels warmth, despite the biting cold of the wind whipping past the moving train.

When they get ready to leave, sometime before dawn because the train pulls into a station Yuu recognizes, Luca leaves a few rabbits behind to replace the stolen chips. It’s not technically currency anyone outside the school can use but hey, they’re also not technically meant to be there so no one cares enough to say something. (Natsume does snicker about the whole thing, none too subtly, but Luca gives him his patented “I haven’t slept and I‘m going to feed you to an animal” look, so he shuts up). It’s still dark outside when the train stops and they tumble out, all ruffled hair and chips stained faces.

Koko uses the magical gift of mind-reading to find them a bus and Tsubasa uses the magical gift of Tono’s credit card (”Did you steal a credit card?!” -”Relax, guys, I borrowed it.”) to buy them tickets. The other passengers are far older them then, retirees going on a trip to the other side of the country over the weekend. They give them weird looks but let them stay, maybe because Tsubasa does his best “responsible adult” impression and talks up some old woman as though he’s known her all his life.

Natsume thinks the bus is a significantly more comfortable mode of transportation but then again, they didn’t really have a choice before. Boarding a train legally would have meant train station cameras and camera footage would have led the Academy straight to them. This way at least they have approximately 24 hours until they’re unceremoniously hauled back.

Koko spends their time on the bus playing cards with Sumire. She beats him almost every time. Natsume briefly wonders whether Koko ever feels the urge to cheat throughout the hours they play, but the class clown doesn’t seem to want to. Perhaps playing with Sumire is entertaining enough or perhaps there is something far better than winning hidden away in the corners of the smile she wears whenever her cards beat his.

At some point, the bus is stopped at a red light, Natsume walks over to where Yuu’s sitting. His friend is staring at the little drops of spring rain that are splattering against the window. Without his Academy uniform he looks different, both less and more himself. Natsume nudges him with his elbow. “Hey,” he says.

Yuu glances at him. “You know,” he says. “You really didn’t have to come.”

“I’ve heard that one before,” Natsume comments.

“But you came anyway,” Yuu notes. He turns around to face Natsume. “Why? You’re smart enough to know this idea makes no sense.”

Natsume shrugs. He doesn’t quite know how to put into words that reason has started to mean less and less to him over the past few months. He was dead and then he wasn’t, he loved someone and that person still left. They freed a school and still have to run from it to see their families. “I wanted to see whether your little sister is as much of a know-it-all as you are,” he says eventually. It’s a lie, but Yuu knows him well enough now not to push. They sit there in silence and watch the weather outside.

Hail and lightning join the rain and the bus driver announces that they have to camp out until the storm passes. It’s afternoon and Natsume can practically see what’s going to happen next. They’re going to file into some small-town restaurant to wait out the rain and the Academy is going to find them and drag their rebellious asses back to the school. Their adventure, as fun as it was, will have been for nothing all because a bunch of old people and their driver are scared of lightning. He almost suggests stealing the bus but since none of them can drive that plan will hardly work.

As the rest of the bus’ passengers make their way into a small the restaurant to have their afternoon biscuits (or whatever old people eat, Natsume hardly knows any) he walks up to the front desk and puts on his most imposing face. Luca grabs his arm before he gets one word out. “Please don’t tell me you want to threaten someone into driving us somewhere,” he hisses.

“No,” Natsume says. “I want to ask them nicely while looking angry.”

“Natsume!,” his best friend exclaims, before lowering his voice again. “You have to use charm here. If we pretend to be adorable children they have to help us out!” Tsubasa, nods, as though the whole thing makes perfect sense. “Luca's right. The adorable children card is more effective than your demon impression.” Natsume almost uses the last shred of his Alice to burn him for that comment.

‘Pretending to be adorable children’ apparently means telling the waiter some sad and entirely made-up story about how all six of them are looking for their long-lost mother who lives in a town two hours over. They need to get there today because “bad people” are after them and it’s all quite urgent, really. Or something, Natsume doesn’t spend the entire time listening though he does certainly appreciate his best friend’s acting. Sumire helps out, too, and the two of them put on quite the show. There’s tears, lengthy explanations and apparently enough theatrics to cover up the fact that the six of them hardly look alike enough to be siblings. But playing Snow White and Sleeping Beauty in the Alice Academy prepares you for just about anything, so the waiter, wide-eyed and visibly touched, agrees to drive them “home”. He also gets his friend, a young woman currently writing her thesis and probably just looking for an excuse to stop, to help him drive the six of them over. Luca, Natsume and Tsubasa end up in one car, Koko, Sumire and Yuu take the other. This time it’s Luca who falls asleep on Natsume’s shoulder. The two hour ride consists of a lot of awkward questions (”So....you six are all siblings? Did you have different fathers?”) and the waiter telling them his life story. Natsume mostly zones out.

The waiter and his friend drop them off two hours later but insist on waiting in their cars, perhaps to see their reunion with their “mother”. In Yuu’s case, that reunion is a real one and he leads them to the front of his family’s house. It’s a small place, traditionally Japanese place with a tiny garden and a cherry tree right in front of it. The blossoms weren’t in bloom the day before, when they left the school, but now they are. They dance in the wind like tiny pieces of cotton candy. Yuu doesn’t seem to notice them.

He knocks and they all stand back to wait in silence. It doesn’t take long until the door is flung open and a woman greets them, her hair brown and her eyes wide and blue. She hugs her son without saying a word, crying and laughing at the same time and not long after a man appears behind her and falls to his knees to do the same thing.

In the end they are fed cookies and tea and get to meet Yuu Tobita’s young sister, who is inquisitive and annoying and reminds Natsume of Aoi in a way that makes him smile. It doesn’t take more than two hours before the Academy sends Narumi to pick them up but their former teacher doesn’t have the heart to berate them in front of Yuu’s happy parents. He just sends them a look that is equal parts exasperation and fondness and sips tea. Before leaving, they all huddle together and make their teacher take a picture using Sumire’s phone. Natsume tries to get out of the whole thing, but Luca just grabs him and that ends the discussion before it begins.

“I knew you wouldn’t be mad at us, Narumi-sensei,” Koko says with a bright grin, as they’re walking towards the car the Academy has sent. Yuu is behind them, saying goodbye to his family alone.

“If you think I’m not mad Koko, then you’re not as good a mind-reader as you think.” Narumi opens the door of the car and gestures for them to climb inside. It’s a strange moment of Deja Vu, Natsume thinks. He remembers getting in a car more than five years ago, blinking back tears only to find his best friend waiting for him inside. He climbs in now and scoots over to make room for Luca. Somehow, nothing has changed but everything is different.

Sumire sits down next to him. “It was a good trip,” she says softly.

“Did it live up to the one time you went after Natsume’s kidnappers when we were ten?,” Luca asks her.

Her green curls bounce up and down as she tilts her head to ponder the question. Eventually, Sumire smiles. “Don’t get me wrong, seeing Natsume all heroic was great and I loved the extra dose of nightmares I’ll carry with me until I die but...This trip was better.”

Koko, sitting one row behind them, snickers at that. “Just admit it’s because I let you win when we played cards.” Sumire tries to whack him with a clawed hand and Tsubasa leans neatly out of the way just as Yuu raises his hands to placate the two. There’s an aching familiarity to the scene that startles Natsume enough to make him avert his eyes. How strange that he has come to know these people, even though he told himself to never get close to anyone. How strange that their mannerisms are the same, even after they fought for their lives and faced a common enemy and lost so very much.

The trip back is uneventful. They don’t awkwardly tumble out of a train and they don’t lie to a kind waiter to catch a ride. They don’t talk much either, mostly because whenever they do Narumi reminds them of the trouble they’re in, as if any of them are scared of the Academy’s tactics at this point. As it turns out, the car can make the journey from Yuu’s parents to the school in just 10 hours. Unlike the train they took before, it doesn’t have to stop to unload potato chips so they get back to the school early on Sunday morning, the next day. Their classmates greet them at the front gate, cheering as the car passes them even though Jinno, who’s with them, looks about as icy as a human being can without freezing over. They’re slapped with detentions - Yuu’s very first, they’re told - a couple of months worth of cleaning duty and a stern talking to. But kind of saving the whole school does come with advantages and so they soon huddle up in Natsume’s room to share their story with their friends. Pictures get passed around, Koko makes the whole thing seem thrice as exciting as it was and Sumire gushes about Yuu’s little sister. Somewhere in the middle of it all, Natsume finds his feet carrying him outside, to the small balcony attached to his room.

The cherry trees are still in bloom, even here at a place that usually seems so far removed from the rest of the world.

“Should we go see Aoi next?,” a voice asks from behind him. Natsume doesn’t bother turning around.

“You’re pretending that Aoi and my dad haven’t practically moved to Tokyo at this point,” he says. “I think they’re scared that I’ll turn to dust if they leave”.

Luca leans against the railing next to him. “It’s a valid concern,” he says softly, before shaking his head. “Anyway...It was fun, wasn’t it? To for once go on an adventure that wasn’t about saving the lives of dozens of people and freeing our friends?”

“It was stupid,” Natsume corrects, before adding, after a few seconds of silence: “And...fun. I guess. If you call hanging out with a few crazy people all night and all day ‘fun’. Though I don’t think I want any potato chips anytime soon.”

Luca laughs. “Yeah, I can do without those, too.” Then, he frowns. “Though speaking of fun, I did notice you never sang along with us.”

Natsume snorts. “Damn right I didn’t. What are we, the Alice Opera troupe or something?”

“But Natsumeee,” Luca half-whines, half-complains. “We do singing now. It’s a thing, it makes people happy, it affirms our friendship and stuff. It’s like karaoke, except everyone wins.”

“Except whoever’s listening,” Natsume mumbles under his breath. Luca shakes his head at him and links their arms together to lead him back inside.

“One day,” he says, “I will get you to sing with us on a road trip.”

“If there’s one thing I can promise you,” Natsume declares, letting his best friend drag him back into the warmth of his room, from which the laughter of his friends is echoing still, “Then it’s that I will never again go on a road trip. Never. Planes exist for a reason.”

Luca rolls his eyes and Sumire, seeing the two of them, gets up and pushes her phone in front of their faces.

“Look, look,” she says. “The pictures came out great.”

There’s Yuu holding his sister with a proud smile, Tsubasa looking like an exhausted older brother, Koko sticking out his tongue and Sumire doing her best model pose. Natsume finds himself off to the side a bit, standing next to his beaming best friend with a gloomy expression on his face. It’s a ridiculous picture of ridiculous people. It makes him remember something else he once promised, a long time ago, much like he promised to never go on road trips again just a few seconds ago. He promised not to make friends, because one day, having friends would mean losing people. And he’d been right, too - he had lost people. Except that isn’t quite right, is it? He gained a small role in a stage production, a few pieces of badly made Valentine’s Day chocolate, an impromptu birthday party and more, much more than he ever expected to have.

So yes, he’s promising himself to never go on a road trip again. But judging from past experiences, that promise is going to be broken one day and then, well then - Then, Natsume Hyuuga will go on another adventure, as ridiculous as this one, with the people he is thankful to call friends.

#gakuen alice #alice academy #galice fanfic #natsume hyuuga #luca nogi #other people are also present tho not the whole gang #this is a tiny baby fanfic mostly about natsume going 'why am i friends with these ppl' but i hope you enjoy it anyway lol #manga: gakuen alice #mine: fanfic #mine: writing #m*

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hueman-blog · 7 years

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Answering Personal Questions

I made a user I follow, @razzledazzlefoshazzle , answer all of these on his blog. I’m feeling guilty so I’m gonna do it too. I know none of you asked but HERE GOES MY PERSONAL INFO!!!

200: My crush’s name is: Averi  199: I was born in: Place? Lancaster, PA, USA. Year? 1999  198: I am really: Bored and unmotivated  197: My cellphone company is: Apple  196: My eye color is: Brown  195: My shoe size is: 8-9 Women’s US  194: My ring size is: Idk, something little  193: My height is: 5'4" I’m little  192: I am allergic to: Stupid people  191: My 1st car was: Never had one  190: My 1st job was: Cashier at California Tortilla (a fast food Mexican franchise around D.C.)  189: Last book you read: Cradle and All 188: My bed is: My safest place, my true home, and also too empty  187: My pet: Doesn’t do much  186: My best friend: Is my girlfriend  185: My favorite shampoo is: Shamu  184: Xbox or ps3: Deck of cards  183: Piggy banks are: Cute decoration, inefficient coin collector  182: In my pockets: I’m in pajamas  181: On my calendar: Work, as that’s the only thing in my life scheduled. Also a haircut within a few days  180: Marriage is: Great for legal benefits, stupid for expensive ceremonies  179: Spongebob can: Please end soon it turned idiotic long ago  178: My mom: Is abusive (sorry to bring the mood down)  177: The last three songs I bought were? Who buys songs anymore??  176: Last YouTube video watched: History of the World  175: How many cousins do you have? On my dad’s side, 8. On my mom’s side, no idea  174: Do you have any siblings? An older brother  173: Are your parents divorced? Nope  172: Are you taller than your mom? Probably not  171: Do you play an instrument? Nope  170: What did you do yesterday? Absolutely nothing just like every day

[ I Believe In ]  169: Love at first sight: Nope  168: Luck: Yes  167: Fate: Nope  166: Yourself: Not really  165: Aliens: Yeah there’s gotta be some life out there  164: Heaven: No  163: Hell: No  162: God: The Flying Spaghetti Monster? Hell yes. Be boiled for your sins  161: Horoscopes: Nope and frankly if you do I find you uneducated  160: Soul mates: No  159: Ghosts: Nah  158: Gay Marriage: Believing??? In love,??? And commitment??????? Between two people???????? Obviously!  157: War: Never  156: Orbs: I believe in Orbeez  155: Magic: No it’s just science we can’t explain, or illusions we can’t see the entirety of

[ This or That ]  154: Hugs or Kisses: Kisses  153: Drunk or High: Music  152: Phone or Online: Online on my phone  151: Red heads or Black haired: Black haired  150: Blondes or Brunettes: Brunettes  149: Hot or cold: Hot  148: Summer or winter: Summer  147: Autumn or Spring: Autumn  146: Chocolate or vanilla: Chocolate  145: Night or Day: Night  144: Oranges or Apples: Apples  143: Curly or Straight hair: Straight  142: McDonalds or Burger King: McDonalds  141: White Chocolate or Milk Chocolate: Milk Chocolate  140: Mac or PC: Mac!!  139: Flip flops or high heels: Flip Flops  138: Ugly and rich OR sweet and poor: ugly and sweet are opposites now?? I guess sweet and poor  137: Coke or Pepsi: Fruit Punch  136: Hillary or Obama: Obama  135: Burried or cremated: Cremated  134: Singing or Dancing: Singing  133: Coach or Chanel: Money to spend on actual useful things  132: Kat McPhee or Taylor Hicks: Who???  131: Small town or Big city: Big City  130: Wal-Mart or Target: Target  129: Ben Stiller or Adam Sandler: Both suck, but I’d choose Stiller  128: Manicure or Pedicure: Manicure. My feet are too ticklish  127: East Coast or West Coast: West Coast USA  126: Your Birthday or Christmas: Christmas, I don’t like being the center of attention  125: Chocolate or Flowers: Chocolate  124: Disney or Six Flags: Disney  123: Yankees or Red Sox: What is a sport? How do??

[ Here’s What I Think About ]  122: War: What is it good for? Absolutely nothing  121: George Bush: “Mr. President, what are your thoughts on Katrina?” “We’re gonna find her. And we’re gonna bring her to justice.“  120: Gay Marriage: Its a marriage between two people in love. Celebrate, but don’t go broke in one day  119: The presidential election: Media and rich people control it basically, and I’d rather it be an actual democratic popular vote. Trump is a clown and should have never won  118: Abortion: Its a woman’s right to choose. Personally I think the world is overpopulated anyway and more people should adopt rather than try to conceive  117: MySpace: Never had one  116: Reality TV: Scripted, not reality  115: Parents: Good or bad, they influence your whole life because they were there at the start. Mine went bad and ruined me  114: Back stabbers: Oh I love them- what?? They suck. No one should be betrayed like that  113: Ebay: Never used it but it got the ball rolling for Amazon  112: Facebook: I only use it to message/call my friends, and to see unlimited amounts of dogs  111: Work: It’s a necessary evil  110: My Neighbors: Quiet, the only one I met was a total bitch though  109: Gas Prices: I don’t drive  108: Designer Clothes: C'mon people there are way better uses for your money  107: College: Shouldn’t be expected of teenagers  106: Sports: Boring, overhyped, the players overpaid  105: My family: Worthless, judgmental pricks  104: The future: Uncertain

[ Last time I ]  103: Hugged someone: Sunday (3 days ago), when my friend picked me up from work  102: Last time you ate: Italian ice about 1.5 hours ago (8:15pm)  101: Saw someone I haven’t seen in awhile: A month ago  100: Cried in front of someone: A month ago maybe??  99: Went to a movie theater: Many many months ago  98: Took a vacation: A year ago  97: Swam in a pool: Two years ago?  96: Changed a diaper: Never  95: Got my nails done: My 16th birthday I think (almost two years ago)  94: Went to a wedding: Eight years ago?  93: Broke a bone: Never  92: Got a peircing: I was 14 and got my ears pierced (almost 4 years ago)  91: Broke the law: Never  90: Texted: A minute ago

[ MISC ]  89: Who makes you laugh the most: My friend Brad. He’s so inappropriate but his jokes I cannot stop laughing at  88: Something I will really miss when I leave home is: Not paying bills other than Internet  87: The last movie I saw: Coraline  86: The thing that I’m looking forward to the most: Moving to California  85: The thing im not looking forward to: Paying for rent in California  84: People call me: To friends: Lys. To family: Alyssa. To my girlfriend: Lyssy. To everyone else: annoying  83: The most difficult thing to do is: Get up out of bed every day  82: I have gotten a speeding ticket: Nope I do not drive  81: My zodiac sign is: Cancer  80: The first person i talked to today was: My friend Jessica  79: First time you had a crush: Preschool, this boy in my class Marshall  78: The one person who i can’t hide things from: Myself  77: Last time someone said something you were thinking: Yesterday, idk?  76: Right now I am talking to: My phone in the way of typing  75: What are you going to do when you grow up: Survive hopefully. I also wanna be a flight attendant  74: I have/will get a job: Have a job as assistant manager of an arcade  73: Tomorrow: I’m going food shopping and seeing my annoying cousin Barbara (she has two boyfriends and they both treat her like shit. It’s not poly it’s just cheating)  72: Today: I actually made a meal that was nice  71: Next Summer: I’ll be living in California  70: Next Weekend: I have to face my parents for the first time since February. I hate it  69: I have these pets: A ball of moss named Mo  68: The worst sound in the world: My girlfriend crying  67: The person that makes me cry the most is: My father  66: People that make you happy: My girlfriend Averi  65: Last time I cried: A few weeks ago??  64: My friends are: Averi, Raven, Jessica  63: My computer is: My phone  62: My School: Is nonexistent  61: My Car: Is also nonexistent  60: I lose all respect for people who: Hate on others for no reason  59: The movie I cried at was: Toy Story 3  58: Your hair color is: Black  57: TV shows you watch: None  56: Favorite web site: Tumblr usually  55: Your dream vacation: California  54: The worst pain I was ever in was: Once I got constipated a few months ago for 48 hours. I screamed  53: How do you like your steak cooked: Medium  52: My room is: Either super messy or super clean. Right now messy  51: My favorite celebrity is: Jacksepticeye  50: Where would you like to be: In my girlfriend’s arms on a beach  49: Do you want children: Right now I don’t think I ever would but if I ever did I’d adopt  48: Ever been in love: Yes I am now  47: Who’s your best friend: My girl  46: More guy friends or girl friends: Girl friends  45: One thing that makes you feel great is: Sleeping  44: One person that you wish you could see right now: AVERI  43: Do you have a 5 year plan: Stalin did  42: Have you made a list of things to do before you die: Nope  41: Have you pre-named your children: I did with my ex. Never again  40: Last person I got mad at: My grandmother  39: I would like to move to: California  38: I wish I was a professional: Sleeper [ My Favorites ]  37: Candy: Swedish Fish or Nerds  36: Vehicle: Volkswagen Beetle  35: President: Biden  34: State visited: California  33: Cellphone provider: Cricket  32: Athlete: Me, running from my responsibilities  31: Actor: Eddie Redmayne  30: Actress: Anna Kendrick  29: Singer: Laura Jane Grace  28: Band: Against Me!  27: Clothing store: Thrift shops  26: Grocery store: Safeway  25: TV show: Adventure Time  24: Movie: Wall-E  23: Website: Pornhu- I mean Tumblr  22: Animal: Red Panda  21: Theme park: Disney World  20: Holiday: Christmas  19: Sport to watch: Extreme Chess Mega X  18: Sport to play: How Late Can I Get Up Before Concerning My Family  17: Magazine: :enizagaM  16: Book: The Underneath  15: Day of the week: Saturday  14: Beach: Any beach  13: Concert attended: Fall Out Boy x Paramore  12: Thing to cook: Pasta with alfredo sauce  11: Food: Bacon egg & cheese on a bagel  10: Restaurant: TGI Fridays  9: Radio station: Night Vale Community Radio  8: Yankee candle scent: Ass  7: Perfume: Averi’s  6: Flower: Averi  5: Color: Orange - the color of Averi’s voice  4: Talk show host: John Oliver  3: Comedian: Bo Burnham  2: Dog breed: Corgi  1: Did you answer all these truthfully? Hell yeah I wouldn’t lie to you

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