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versatilewindow · 4 years

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Food Poisoning, or Something More?

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Summary: Reader gets food poisoning, inspired by true events

Warnings: somewhat graphic depiction of throwing up/illness, implied afab reader

A/N: when I started writing this I intended a quick lil drabble, but alas

Rintaro was in bed, passing the time till he fell asleep for the night watching a random youtube video when the texts from you came in. Babe please come over, then another text, my stomach hurts, then the last, I rlly need u rn. He responded quickly, u kno u can just tell me when u wanna have sex, u dont have to pretend ur stomach hurts or something. He saw the three dots appear and waited for the response, i spent the last 10 min voming in the toilet. Worry filled Rin’s head, calculating the amount of time it would take to stop by the nearest drugstore to pick up some supplies before texting you back, 20 min.

Walking into your apartment with a bag filled with medicine, sports drinks, and snacks, in his rush to get to you, he forgot to ask what medicine you already had, so he got whatever would seem useful. He called out to you, “Bunny? I’m here.” not that he needed a response, he could hear your retching from across the apartment. Rushing into the bathroom, Rin kneeled next to you, redoing the messy ponytail that you put up, rubbing your back, muttering encouraging words so that you would finish and he could comfort you. He flushed the toilet while you hovered over the toilet for a few seconds, making sure the wave of nausea passed before trying to get up. Suna followed your movements, setting his hands on your waist to steady your swaying while you washed out your mouth in the sink. “Please tell me you haven’t spent the last twenty minutes vomiting.”

“No, I haven’t. But it sure felt like it.” Your boyfriend’s eyebrows furrowed that these words. Your voice was hoarse, skin washed out from its usual glow, the exhaustion clear in every aspect of your appearance. You buried your face in his chest, grabbing his shirt with labored breath. “Thank you for coming. I know it’s gross.”

Your words were just loud enough for him to hear. “It’s no problem bun-bun, I brought you some stuff, it's in the kitchen.” Rin pulled you out of the bathroom you were holed up in, setting you down on your couch. He walked away from you, presumably to get whatever it was he brought, and you shut your eyes, savoring the calm in the waves of nausea. You heard the rustling in the kitchen, pots and pans clanging, bringing your headache to stir and push down on your temples. While massaging your forehead, your favorite fuzzy blanket was pulled over your crossed legs, large hands replacing yours on your head. Rin kissed the crown of your head. “I have some soup heating up for you, and Pocari Sweat, and some meds.” He moved around the couch to sit on the coffee table in front of you. “Did you eat anything weird today? Did one of your co-workers have the flu recently? Because I don’t wanna catch whatever you have.”

You thought for a moment before responding, “I, uh, don’t think anyone was sick at work recently. I don’t think it's contagious then. Uhh Mina from school, it was her birthday, so we went to that new barbeque place for lunch.” Your words were slower paced than they usually were, taking all your effort to say something comprehensible. “I texted the groupchat, they said they were feeling ok, but um I think it was Hana? She said she didn’t feel too great, but nothing like me.”

“You’re not pregnant are you? Because as much as I like getting called daddy, I don’t really wanna hear it from a kid, only from you.”

You look straight into his eyes, he winks, “Shut the fuck up. And no, I took a test, it was negative.”

“That’s good then, lemme check on the soup.” He got up, patting your head as you leaned back into the couch. He came back quickly, bowl and bag of “goodies”. As you slowly spooned the broth into your mouth, Rin pulled out a few bottles of Pocari Sweat, a bottle of anti-nausea medicine, some crackers, and finally the two greatest items in the bag, strawberry pocky and chuupets. You froze when you saw those, quickly putting down your soup to make grabby hands at the pocky and chuupet, but he lifted them out of your reach, “Nuh-uh, not until you feel better, you’d just throw them up now.” You gave him the best pout you could, but Rin stayed firm in his words, putting the treats back in the bag.

Rintaro spent the rest of the night taking care of you, grabbing whatever you needed, massaging your stiff stomach, letting you sleep against him while you slept sitting on the couch (he insisted that you stay upright, telling you how google said it would help the heartburn), and continuing to hold your hair back when you were dry heaving (there wasn’t any food in your stomach to vomit up by 3 am). You were settling into bed around five am, exhausted from staying up so long, ready to at least try and get peaceful sleep when Rin said, “So I know we already discussed this and have concluded you have food poisoning, but what if you just have a tapeworm? Google said it’s basically the same symptoms-”

“What the fuck Rin? A tapeworm? Who even gets tapeworms?”

“Well Google said people usually get them in contaminated pork or beef, and you got barbeque.”

“It would be an egg on the meat, and eggs take time to grow Rin-Rin, I’m pretty sure the gestational period for tapeworm eggs is not 8 hours.”

“But Babe, think about it, a pet tapeworm.” The bedroom was dark, but Rin felt your eyes burning through his skull. “You said you wanted a pet, so we go to the doctor’s get the tapeworm removed, and make him an aquarium.”

You deeply sighed, shaking your head, “When I said a pet, I meant a bunny, or a cat. Not a parasite.”

“I’d call the worm Mustard-”

“Goodnight Rin.”

The next day, Rin stayed with you, making sure you were okay. You felt infinitely better than the night before, with only a lingering headache reminding you of the situation. There was a knock on the door during your lunch, it was your friend Mina, “Oh honey, I’m so sorry you got sick yesterday, I feel so bad, I brought your favorite food to make up for it.” She placed a white plastic bag on your table.

“Don’t worry about it, it’s not your fault.”

Rin took your empty bowl, replacing it with another, and ruffled your hair, “C’mon babe, you’re eating for two now.” The mischievous grin was obvious on his face.

Mina blushed, “Oh-oh my god...are you pregnant? Is that why you were sick? Is it a boy or a girl?”

A proud smile on his face, Rintaro replied, “It’s a tapeworm,” earning him a hard smack on the stomach.

A/N: yeah i got food poisoning from eating too much japchae, too much fiber makes ur intestine say no, and your stomach acid go crazy, dont recommend, but it inspired the fic! hope yall liked it! Leave a comment saying why you liked it! or why you didn't like it!

#suna #suna x reader #hq #haikyuu #hnn i feel like the pacing is weird in this #but idk man

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onyxiana-is-obsessed · 4 years

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Late Night Trip | Shoto Todoroki x Reader

AN: So, I got this idea from a photo a friend had sent a picture of Todoroki in this BNHA discord server I'm in! I was in Walmart and the idea just hit me. So I wrote it this. It's my attempt at fluff! I hope y'all like it! Length: 1.7k words Pronouns used: She/her

Summary: You're hungry late at night! So you and your husband take a trip to the store!

Full name: (f/n) Todoroki Quirk: (y/q) Age: 24 Hero Name: ((h/n)/none)

(f/n) turned her body on the large bed letting her arms and legs drape over her husband, who chuckled a little. Her leg tightened around his waist, while her arm laid across his chest, her hand poking his cheek.

"Todoroni," She mumbled adorably, giving him her puppy dog eyes.

"Yes, love?"

"I'm hungry." She said, inching closer so her face was close to his. He placed his phone by his side and turned to her.

"Would you like me to make you something?" She fell in thought for a moment, before her (e/c) eyes looked up at him and she shook her head.

"Let's go shopping!" She cheered, throwing her arms up into the air. He groaned and pulled her into him, burying his face in her shoulder.

"All the way to the store?"

"That's where the groceries are, Sho." (f/n) giggled at his laziness. She wrapped her arms around him, breathing in his scent, feeling all her stress and worries practically melt away.

"Yeah, but it's so far."

"Come on! It'll be fun!" She said, sitting up and straddling his waist. "I'll buy you whatever you want!" Shoto laughed, the back of his hand covering his mouth.

"I know what you're doing, (n/n), and it's not working." He assured, letting his hand fall above his head. (f/n) bent down, placing her hands on his chest and her chin on top of her hands. She tried to give him her best innocent, puppy dog eyes, knowing full well it would sway him into agreeing with her.

"I'll buy you soba~," (f/n) said with a hopeful smile. Just that little look and the tone of her voice made Shoto automatically agree with her. Gosh, it was so difficult to say no to that cute face of hers.

"(f/n)..." Shoto whined and his hands moved to rest on her thighs. "That's cheating!"

"It'll be fun!" (f/n) countered. "Oh! We can buy pocky and play the pocky game!" He rolled his mismatched eyes at her enthusiasm- her cute enthusiasm that just made him want to melt into a puddle.

"But you can kiss me whenever you want."

"Ok, but like... there's a treat involved." Shoto's eyes widened and he placed a hand on his chest, pretending to be offended. He even added a little gasp.

"I thought my kisses were the treat." (f/n)'s eyes widened and she frantically shook her head.

"N-no! I didn't m-mean it like that! I swear! I was... just..." (f/n) trailed off when she saw her husband start laughing, which prompted her to sit up, cross her arms, and pout. "You're teasing me, aren't you?"

"Are you the most adorable wife on the planet?"

"Sho!"

"I can't help it," He laughed, then smiled up at her. "I'm sorry, love." She leaned forward, pressing a short kiss on his lips.

"I'll bite your lip off, I swear."

"Oh, I'm so scared." He taunted playfully. She sat up, holding her hands up. "No, no, no please!" Shoto pretended to be scared and immediately held his hands up in surrender. "Have mercy, my love!"

"Go on! What were you saying?" (f/n) threatened, pretending to glare at him. He reached out and gently took her wrists and looked up at her.

"I surrender." She smirked, holding her head up high.

"I demand a kiss as a sign of surrender."

"Come here," She shook her head.

"Nope. You come up here." He shook his head and pulled her wrists, making her fall forward. He caught her shoulders and gently pressed a kiss to her lips. When they pulled away, she glared at him.

"Cheater."

"Well, now you know how it feels." He teased, making her grumble.

"Yeah, yeah. Whatever, IcyHot."

"Come on, let's get changed. It's late anyway so we shouldn't waste too much time." Shoto said looking at his phone, it was currently 12:38 am and (f/n) wanted snacks from the store. Nothing surprising, honestly.

(f/n) rolled off of him and let him sit up properly. The two quickly got changed and gathered their necessities.

"Wanna drive?" Shoto asked, holding the car keys up as he walked to the front door with (f/n).

"Sure!" The two got into their car putting on their seat belts and (f/n) started the car up. "What store? Wanna go to my favorite? The far one?!"

"Why would we do that?" Shoto asked, looking at her.

"Why not?!"

"Because it's midnight... and we should be asleep."

"Or, hear me out. We could drive to that one store that has (fav snack)."

"That's like 40 minutes away." Shoto said, a little shocked she was willing to drive that far for (fav snack).

"It's not that far," (f/n) said, placing her hands on the steering wheel.

"Not that far- that's almost two hours of driving! For a bag of (candy/chips)!" He argued but he could see it didn't really phase her.

"We don't have work tomorrow."

"Baby," He frowned. "What happened to wanting to sleep early?" (f/n) giggled nervously and looked away then back at him.

"Start tomorrow?" He sighed in defeat which made her squeal in delight as she quickly pulled out of the driveway. Shoto chuckled, shaking his head. Yep, this was one of the many reasons he married this nutcase. Late night trips to a faraway store for her favorite snack.

"Play something! Something fun!" (f/n) said, keeping her eyes on the road. Shoto nodded, connecting his phone to the car and playing her playlist, which contained all her favorite songs.

As they drove on the highway, (f/n) sang and "danced" to all the songs, singing most of them since she knew every lyric by heart. Shoto just watched with adoration, sometimes lip-syncing some words with her.

The 40-minute drive flew by and before they knew it, they were at (f/n)'s favorite store. She excitedly got out of the car, running into the store.

"You forgot... to lock... the car," Shoto muttered as she disappeared through the doors. He stuffed his hands into his pockets and walked towards the entrance, jumping a little when the car lock behind him. "Good lord." He chuckled.

Shoto had finally found (f/n) in one the isles and his eyes widened when he noticed the already full basket in her hands.

"Hey, babe! What about this?" She held up a pack of gummy worms. He took the basket from her, looking at her with wonder.

"You were in here for maybe 40 seconds. How is this thing full already?" She smiled, waving his question off.

"Pick baby."

"I don't like gummy worms." She shrugged, putting it back before turning on her heel and walking away from him. Shoto quickly followed behind her, grabbing another basket, since she'd already filled up the first one. (f/n) grabbed different types of juices and snacks, nonchalantly throwing them into the basket her husband held.

"You should've grabbed a cart," He informed, holding up both of the overflowing baskets. "Why didn't you?"

"Eh, the baskets were closer!"

"I'll go get one." He said, placing the basket next to (f/n), while walking to the front. (f/n) continued on her quest for more snacks, gathering a bunch of candies, chocolates, chips, and whatnot in her arms. "I can't leave you alone for ten seconds." He said, making her turn around, one of the bags of chips falling to the floor. "Ten seconds, baby. Ten whole seconds, all you had to do was stand here. You still managed to get stuff." (f/n) only giggled, throwing her stash into the cart.

"You love me."

"To the moon and back, but you astound me with your abilities, (f/n). You truly do." She winked at him as she picked up one of the baskets and spilled the contents of it into the cart.

"(Fav flavor drink/1) or (fav flavor drink/2)?" (f/n) asked, holding up the two separate drinks.

"Whichever you want, love," Shoto answered, before looking at his phone. It was 2:17 am and (f/n) was still packed with energy. This came with its own list of pros and cons. Sure, she had an easier time staying up so night shifts for her were easy. But then again, she couldn't sleep early and would wake up later in the day, which was a bad habit. This little trip of theirs was a pro and a con. Sure, he loved spending time with her and it was kinda fun to drive this far. But then again, it was late and they should've been asleep. After a few more moments of watching (f/n) debate between the two drinks, Shoto spoke up. "Just get them both."

"Oh! Great idea!" She giggled, before dropping the drinks into the cart, which made Shoto reach down and adjust them so they wouldn't crush the other snacks. A few minutes of walking through all the isles, they'd decided they had enough stuff. "Let's go!" (f/n) said, running ahead while Shoto followed behind.

The cashier was just as surprised as Shoto as she slid every snack and drink across the register to scan the items. Shoto paid and they both walked out to the parking lot and threw all of their delicious snacks into the trunk before getting into the car.

"At least we won't be coming back for a while," Shoto commented, pulling his seatbelt down.

"Who said that?" His mismatched eyes shot to hers.

"Because we bought so much stuff." (f/n) giggled.

"Bold of you to assume it won't all be gone by the end of the weak."

"NO!" He yelled, his eyes widening. "Don't do that, you'll get sick!" (f/n)'s giggles turned into laughter as he went on about how dangerous it was to eat all of the junk food they'd bought.

"Relax, baby!" She yelled, between her fits of giggles. "I was kidding, of course, I'm not going to eat it all in a week." (f/n) drove them back home, which was, of course, filled with singing and lots of giggles.

(f/n) jumped on the bed after changing into some comfortable clothes, spilling all the candy and snacks onto her bed. Shoto stretched before sliding under the covers next to her.

"You seem like you're planning to stay up. Eating all this junk food before bed isn't healthy either."

"But, babe." (f/n) whined, turning to her husband and pouting.

"It's 3 am." He said, grabbing the remote.

"Come on! It'll be fun." There was a moment of silence as Shoto debated on whether or not he wanted to actually stay up all night. When his eyes met his wife's... he couldn't deny her.

"You're a bad influence, you know that?" She squealed in delight, wrapping her arms around him in a tight hug. Her lips pressed against his cheek quickly.

"I love you, Shoto!" She giggled, her (e/c) meeting his.

"I love you too, (f/n)." He replied, leaning down and pressing his lips against hers. "To the moon and back."

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chwesolai · 4 years

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change up. | lee chan

inspired by change up by seventeen and grease, yes, the movie (you’ll understand why in a second don’t you worry)

university au!

nerd!chan x class clown!y/n

chan spent his times in his books, in his studies, in ‘always looking in the future’. he never took a break. but towards the end of his senior year of high school, his parents wanted to reward his hard work and studious efforts. it was post-finals, he finished, he got into the university he dreamed of.

he was free, finally.

so the trip began, his family packed their bags and the road trip to Daecheon Beach from Iksan. chan and his younger brother remained silent most of the ride, chan's brother playing on his phone, occasionally showing chan the new character he unlocked.

"you're going to fry your brain because of those games," chan scoffs, lifting his head up from reading.

"you're going to become evil because of all those scary books you read."

"then, let me."

the two brothers laugh and slowly immerse themselves into their activities and as the sun sets, the two fall into a deep sleep.

four more hours later and the sun began to warm chan's face, they have arrived.

y/n's parents allowed her to pick this year's summer family vacation, her older sister picked last year and her older brother did the year before. they've been to the us, europe, japan but she just wanted to stay home. but her family just didn't allow that so she picked the beach.

"THE BEACH? Y/N ARE YOU KIDDING?" her sister wasn't here for that, but her brother backed her up, "hey less money spending for us then. we wouldn't need to exchange money, buy flight tickets, bla bla blah."

"exactly." y/n proud of her decision.

"alright, i guess we could go visit my hometown's beach then," y/n's dad shrugs looking at her mother, who was nodding in agreement, "ok, saving money this trip, I like it. we could stay at mom's house then," it was set.

y/n packing her bags, excited to just bathe in the sun, swim, eat her grandmother's food again, this was her trip.

the car ride was absolutely chaotic.

y/n gained the entire back seat to herself with her two older siblings stuck ripping each others' heads off in the middle seats.

"I WILL GIVE YOU TWO MY LAST TWO POCKY IF YOU SHUT UP RIGHT NOW."

"ok bet," her brother held out his hand as his little sister handed him a strawberry pocky packet and her older sister then received her chocolate pocky.

"thank you," y/n bathes in the silence as she goes back to her drama.

the two met at y/n's grandmother's restaurant. y/n was peeling oranges as chan's family walks in, if you're offered to earn some money on vacation, you take it, y/n dropped the peeler, telling her grandma she can take this table.

chan pushed up his glasses as he looks up at the possibly cutest girl he's ever laid eyes on. she was definitely she was shorter than him, her hair held back in two braids, she kept her pen behind her ear and she looked just like how chan envisions the female characters in the classic novels he reads.

"hi welcome to kitchen by paradise, i'm y/n and i will be your server today and if you have any questions about any items on the menu, i'll be more than happy to recommend you anything! now, could i get you all anything to drink?"

chan's mom ordered water, his dad got a cola, his brother banana milk and chan didn't have a clue.

"and for you?" y/n says as she turns her attention towards chan.

"u-um. um. do-do-o you guys have any specialty drinks?"

"oh yeah! we grow our own oranges so we have a whole specialty of drinks. we have an orange-hibiscus iced tea, an orangeade, an orange-pineapple refresher and an orange mint sunrise."

"could i get the orange-pineapple one? please?"

"of course, that's my personal favorite," y/n smiles and chan could've sworn his heart melted, "i will get those ready for you guys and again, if you guys have any questions, call out for y/n!"

"thank you!" chan's parents chimed in as y/n walks away.

"channie has a crush channie has a crush."

"i will drown you." chan glares at his little brother as his cheeks began to flush.

chan never knew he could fall so easily, i guess this is what happens when you're not focused on studying instead of girls, but this charismatic waitress got his attention.

chan watched y/n peel oranges and make the drink he had ordered, almost feeling bad because the drink looked so tedious to make. he saw the tray of drinks coming their way as she finishes pouring the yellow-orangey iced drink.

"here we go!" she places the drinks at the table, handing each drink to its rightful owner, "so are we ready to order?"

y/n took everyone's orders and y/n couldn't help but giggle at this nerdy guy stuttering ordering his seafood bibibimbap.

he's cute i can't deny it.

"alright let me repeat your guys' order and i'll send this to the kitchen!"

chan's family finished their meals and had left while y/n was on her break, disappointing chan, so he jumped to this opportunity. his 18 y/o heart couldn't believe himself that he left his number for this cute waitress he just met, i mean she probably is a local here and i'm here for the next two weeks.

y/n couldn't believe either. she smiled that that dorky kid thought she was cute, so she saved his number, texting him around sunset.

to orange boy: hey! this is y/n!

to server girl: hi! i'm chan i can't believe you actually saved my number ha

to orange boy: i just had to thank the guy who called me cute and also thinks my favorite drink is good because its our least popular haha

to server girl: thats surprising its rly good omg

to orange boy: so are you free tomorrow?

to server girl: i think my family is just hanging out tmr why?

to orange boy: my grandma is sending me to the market tomorrow to pick up some ingredients and i know you're here for vacation and i know im just a stranger but idk want to explore the coast tmr?

chan couldn't believe it, in his 18 years of his life, he is being asked to go out. with a girl. and she isn't trying to steal his study book.

y/n couldn't believe herself, she just asked a stranger to go out with her.

to server girl: i'm down wanna pick me up?

to orange boy: tmr 12pm i'll bring us lunch

to server girl: sounds like a plan, so whats your favorite color?

the two spent all night getting to know each other, learning they're the same age, chan was older by a month and a half, y/n's favorite color is every color and said some picasso joke making chan laugh in his hotel room. they both felt like they've known each other for years.

the next day came and y/n packed her backpack and her scooter for the day, writing down the list her grandmother has told her the night before and then sending a text to chan for his address.

"I'M TAKING THE SCOOTER!" y/n yells as she runs down the stairs, "TEXT ME IF YOU NEED ME!"

her family all replying as they hear her leave.

as she makes it to the garage, she ensures she brings the second helmet.

this is a vacation. the wind blowing in her hair as she follows the directions to chan's hotel. her dark blue scooter shimmering in the sunlight and she arrives in front of chan's hotel, rich kid huh?

to orange boy: outside by the lobby!!

chan was already in the lobby for the past ten minutes, didn't want to look like a complete weirdo and come out right when she texted so he waited for a good minutes before walking out. he was wanted to be casual, didn't want to screw anything up with her.

"hey! chan over here!" he walked out seeing the pretty girl from the restaurant on a blue electric scooter? taking off her helmet waving her hand around. he smiled and waved back as he walked towards her.

"this is tomi, my trusty stead," she smiles proudly at her scooter making chan stifle a laugh, leading y/n to laugh at his poor hiding of a laugh, "this is yours, hop on!"

"did not expect this to be the start of my day," he laughs as he puts on the helmet, he gets on the back of the scooter and before y/n turns on the scooter, she grabs chan's arms and to his surprise, wraps them around her stomach, "we're going fast so i don't want you falling off," she turns and smiles at him. what am i feeling right now? butterflies swarm around the two teenagers' stomachs, falling in love before they've even gone out.

"oh o-ok."

and they were off.

y/n parked the scooter in her usual spot, the noise of the market sang to her and before getting off, she introduces the market, "welcome to daecheon market where old men try to peddle tourists and where local teenagers find the best clothes AND one stand has the BEST fruit produce."

"y/n i think i should just call you fruit girl because you seem very enthusiastic about them," chan smirks

"i dare you to, orange boy."

"alright fruit girl."

the two laugh as they barely even notice chan's arms are still around y/n, y/n begins to take off her helmet right before she bumps chan in the face with her helmet.

"OH MY GOD! i am so sorry chan oh my god im sorry oh my god i-"

"y/n its ok really," chan laughs at her worried look, "i'm all good no bleeding see?"

"alright im still super sorry i kind of forgot i had a passanger with me," she nervously laughs, im such an idiot what is wrong w me wtf y/n

chan hops off and helps y/n down, "thank you, sir," y/n bows.

"you are very welcome madam," chan bows back, leading them both to laugh once more because of their dorkiness.

"here hold this," y/n opens the scooter compartment and hands chan a camera, "thats my prized possession, keep it safe." she pretends to glare at him but ending up laughing anyways, "you're on picture duty and i am on food duty," y/n pulls out a picnic basket and a large water bottle, "before we explore lets eat!"

y/n leads chan down to a secluded area next to the market, "my siblings and i love coming down here and eating lunch and playing ball. its our secret hideout, and you are a new member of paradise cove, mr chan."

"i'm honored," chan couldn't believe how comfortable he felt around her, a stranger that he had a very long text conversation last night about their favorite colors and whether or not aliens exist. y/n couldn't believe either. why did she feel so bubbly around a kid she met on the job at her grandmother's restaurant?

chan helped her put out a small picnic blanket from the basket and y/n began to pull out the food, “so i remembered your order from the other day and grandma pulled through and made some more this morning and a special touch, an orange-pineapple refresher. dig in!”

their picnic was nothing but boring, time passed so quickly while they talked more about the city and high school and where they want to go for univerity, and what they want to be. a convesation nether of the two have had with another human being. they both took some pictures while they were at it, y/n always doing some silly pose when chan had the camera and chan always looking away from the camera. they were comfortable with one another.

“so, let’s explore the market shall we?” chan standing up, offering his hand to her, she was hesistant at first, “come on y/n i don’t bite,” he laughs, looking away. feeling odd with his hand out for so long, he looks back at her smiling this time, “i’m feeling a cramp coming on”

standing up, she grabs his hand and pulls him close to her, both of their faces flushed now. y/n had NO idea what she was doing, “can i?” she looked at his lips and then back up at his eyes, prepare for any reaction

“yes,” once y/n heard his answer, his hand caressed the side of y/n’s face and pressed their lips together, almost melting into the kiss. y/n felt her cheeks burn up, the kiss lasted a few seconds but felt like an eternity. pulling away, the two laughed with their eyes closed and foreheads pressed against each other, “so the market?” y/n slowly opened her eyes, seeing the flustered boy in front of her interlocking their hands together.

“i thought you were the romantic,” he smiles back.

two spent nearly everyday together. y/n told chan she didn’t live in daecheong, they both knew they were both on vacation and the day one of them was leaving was soon appoarching them. “what will you do without me?” “cry.” “shut up chan” “you asked i answered~!”

chan didn’t want to believe but neither did y/n. their two weeks was up, y/n helped chan pack. “are you really going to cry?” “y/n you’re my first kiss, my first love, my first crush, the first girl that actually has gotten my attention so what do you think?” “now, you’re going to make me cry.” she pouts “y/n you have my number, i have my license, you have a kickass scooter. we have ways to still see each other even if that means our universities are miles apart, we can do this.”

to orange boy: i miss you

they couldn’t do it. the long distance lasted about a month and then school started.

to server girl: i’m sorry

chan was at yonsei university and back to his old ways. head in the books, no partying no social interaction just studying. this physical therapy major wasn’t moving an inch.

now, what chan didn’t know was y/n was ALSO at yonsei. this visual arts major was the biggest party animal on campus. she ruled frat parties and she was a good students. her professors loved her and her charm.

- ten months later -

HALLOWEEN

“CHAN! you have to come dude!” chan’s roommate, xuxi, begs him. xuxi was the polar opposite of chan, same age same major COMPLETELY different social class.

“no ‘xi for the last time, i’m not a party guy.”

“chan please dude, its a costume party, nobody will know its you.” chan began to consider it, when was the last time i had fun?

“what are you dressing up as?” “i’m going to be capt. american because im going as the avengers with mark and the other guys. if you don’t want to be recognized then wear a mask, be a masquarade ball dude? idk wear a suit and a mask, be that DUDE”

“i’m in.” here we go lee chan

to server girl: finally going out with the boys for the first time hope you’re well i miss you

y/n read the text almost immediately, “i wonder where he’s going?”

“who?” y/n’s roommate jungeun asled as she’s doing her makeup.

“some summer fling, he just texted me after like three months.”

“he’s more than a summer fling hon if you saw his text so fast.”

“shut up”

“kiss me,” jungeun stuck her tongue out at her, “so what are you dressing up as y/n?”

“poision ivy, mark said they’re going to be the avengers and so i’m showing him up and being dc’s sexiest villian.”

“you’re such a heartbreaker miss y/n let the boy breathe, he may have cheated but-”

“but nothing! he treated me like a one night stand and i wanted more! im going all out!”

chan looked at himself one more time in the mirror and xuxi walked behind him in his captain america outfit, “my son you look so fucking good,” pretending to tear up

“shut up,” chan rolled my eyes, sitting back down on his bunk, “should i still go?”

“YES! you look good dude! can’t even recognize you, you look so different and the contacts? you’re really hiding your identity with this one channie.”

“this is the only night we get to be other people so,” he puts on his lacey masquarade mask he bought from target, ‘let’s go.”

xuxi wraps his arm around him, “LETS FUCKING GO!”

“MISS Y/N YOU DID THAT HONEY!”

jungeun and y/n nearly in shock of how well this costume curves around her body.

“green is your color girl,” jungeun sighs, “you knock them dead baby.”

“you look amazing yourself j OMG ms daphne over here.”

“I’m finding my fred tonight ok?” she smiles as she ties her scarf around her neck.

y/n places her red mask on, “i’m heading out!”

“HANG ON!” y/n was practically out the door before jungeon runs out, “ok ready.”

“let’s go fuck shit up.”

the party was everything chan was not used to, drinking, loud music, people EVERYWHERE, you could say he was slightly overwhelmed.

you could say he also wasn't used to the attention around him, girls coming up to ask if they wanna hook up or take a shot with him which he declined all of them until she walked in.

ms poison ivy walked in.

it was about 30 minutes after the party started and y/n walked in like she owned the place, jungeon next to her, y/n walked in red heels and green latex in its full glory.

"i'll go get us drinks!" jungeon pracatically screams in y/n's ear.

"OK!" now alone, chan saw this as an opportunity, still not knowing who that was or even who he was in this moment he walked up to her.

"hi!" y/n was drawn back but the handsome stranger in front of her

"HI!"

"I THINK YOU LOOK REALLY PRETTY!"

"THANK YOU! I THINK YOU LOOK PRETTY HOT YOURSELF! LET ME GUESS, a VAMPIRE?"

the music got increasingly louder as this conversation went on so chan yelled back, "NOT EXACTLY, IM A MASQUERADE BALL HOST"

y/n felt eyes beaming her up and down and she saw him, mark, and before he could come any closer, y/n kissed this handsome stranger in front of him.

chan had no idea what was going on but he really didn't care anymore, this kiss began to be a full makeout session in the middle of the dance floor.

"IM SORRY BUT DO YOU WANT TO GET OUT OF HERE?"

"YEAH I DO ACTUALLY"

both of them walk out of the loud frat house, "so who do i owe this honor to mr masquerade man?"

"chan, i'm chan. how about you?"

"i'm sorry did you say c-chan?"

y/n hasn't heard that name in what feels like ages until today.

"yes? is something wrong?"

was it really him?

"no its just i knew someone named chan awhile back, ha." she sadly smiled.

it can't be him chan was never this bold.

"ah i see, how about you ms poison ivy?"

"y/n"

"y/n huh?"

"yes, what about it?

"do you still have that blue scooter?" chan takes off his mask and turns to face the girl he's been wondering about for so long.

"c-chan?"

"long time no see huh?"

"i-i-i didn't even recognize you? where're your glasses? did you get your braces off too? your hair's lighter, you look really good, chan," she sighs in disbelief.

"college does stuff to you i guess," he nervously rubs the nape of his neck, "and you? wow. i didn't think someone could look so gorgeous in latex." he smiles all goofy.

"chan."

"y/n?"

pulling herself into his chest, "i've missed you, im sorry for being an asshole, im sorry for saying those things i shouldve held on im sorry im-"

"nothing is your fault y/n, look at me," he pulls her out of his chest, "i'm here now! we just needed time i guess," he lets out a small laugh.

"now you're the jokester mr lee."

"lets restart. hi im chan."

"hi im y/n," she smiles and takes his hand in hers, "lets never leave again."

"yes ms poison ivy."

“never call me that again.”

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★☆✪❉✯⍟♌ ♒🌷ꕥ🍀 - bsd muses~

★ what kind of phone do they have?

Chuuya - A high-end smartphone that’s technically a few years out of date but still functional. He could upgrade it but doesn’t see much point; cell phones are the type of tech he’s invested in pouring money into.

Alcott - An older-model, flat flip phone. It does its job, and she has a cute flower charm attached to it. She could afford something newer by now, probably, but this one was a gift shortly after joining the Guild, and she doesn’t want to part with it.

Ranpo - A smartphone that he doesn’t use much, despite the number of games he has saved on it. He tried to use its GPS navigator once and ended up getting lost for the better part of a day. (But hey, he found a really good ramen place out of it.)

☆ what is their phone’s background?

Chuuya - His background is a bottle of wine being poured into a glass. His lock screen is a picture of his motorcycle. (They used to be different, once upon a time, and he still has the photos he used back then saved on the phone.)

Alcott - Her phone is so old that its background is a simple color: a soft teal.

Ranpo - His background is a picture of Karl! ... Really. It’s Karl. Poe’s just in it. Because he’s holding Karl up to the screen. His lock screen is someone’s hands as they’re writing something furiously. The edge of the sleeve that can be seen looks a little familiar...

✪ their standard ringtone?

Chuuya - The chorus of a rock song he’s liked for years. Once upon a time it’d get changed every so often to things he hated, but that hasn’t happened in so long he’s almost forgotten it would ever happen.

Alcott - A little piano melody that’s loud enough to hear but soft enough not to startle her.

Ranpo - One of those obnoxious ‘ringtones’ that’s just a voice telling you to ANSWER THE PHONE. Sometimes he’ll switch it up for an obnoxiously-catchy pop song that’s popular right now.

❉ do they have any pictures on their phone?

Chuuya - He has some recent pictures from outings with the other members of the mafia that he’s reasonably close to,but most of the photos on his phone are old ones that he can’t bring himself to get rid of but doesn’t want to look at so he pretends they’re not there.

Alcott - A very old, very grainy picture of her family, taken with the phone’s poor-quality camera. It’s the only one she has on it, but it’s enough.

Ranpo - Quite a few! He likes taking pictures of sweets he’s going to eat that are as visually appealing as they are tasty, so that he can keep them forever and still eat them. He even did a photo diary of his snacks for a month and never bothered deleting those pictures. There’s also a few candids of his coworkers taken when he was bored, a cool bird he saw out the window, one of Kenji’s plants on top of a computer, and more than a few candids of Poe.

✯ what do their texts look like? do they use emojis often? what kind?

Chuuya - [to: mackerel] stop texting me when i’m in the middle of a job. i know you know i am i fucking saw you waving at me.

Alcott - [to: Mother] Is everything alright at home? I haven’t heard from you in some time, so... I was worried.

Ranpo - [to: ed] hey ed r u busy if ur not i have something 4 u so lets meet up ok ^u^

⍟ any games on their phone? what kind? how often do they play?

Chuuya - ...He has Neko Atsume and he has spent significant amounts of real money on spoiling his pixel cat visitors. Tell no-one. He has a few card and puzzle games, too.

Alcott - Herr phone is too old for any good games, but it does have centipede and a difficult-to-control pinball game.

Ranpo - His phone is 95% games. Card games and puzzle games, mostly, things that are distracting and colorful and fun. It’s useful to fidget with, and he’ll try just about anything once if it’s recommended to him, but he’s pretty quick to forget them if they can’t hold his interest.

♌ how do they drink their coffee/tea?

Chuuya - For his coffee, he drinks it black and gulps it down. It’s something he drinks for energy rather than for pleasure, so he doesn’t care too much about the taste. With tea, he’ll add sugar, but only if he thinks no-one’s watching. It’d be embarrassing to be caught adding sugar to it.

Alcott - She doesn’t drink coffee, and when it comes to tea she puts honey in it to sweeten it.

Ranpo - He can’t drink either one plain; with coffee he will only drink it if it’s flavored and full of cream and sugar, so much so that it can barely be called coffee any more. Tea needs milk and a lot of sugar, as well --- really, they’re more like sugar with a little coffee or tea added to them.

♒ their cleaning routine - laundry/dishes/cleaning the rooms

Chuuya - He keeps his home pretty meticulous; his suite at HQ is cleaned by the same people who handle other higher-ups’ quarters, but at his house he’s the only one who keeps it clean, and he makes sure to do the dishes at least once a day and drop his clothes by dry-cleaning once a week as necessary. (Less delicate clothing he’ll handle every few days.) General cleaning he’ll do after work whenever he has the energy. It’s relaxing.

Alcott - She tries to keep a routine, but she isn’t obsessive about it. Laundry once or twice a week, dishes every day or two, and she’ll go over and do basic cleaning every two weeks or so.

Ranpo - Things like laundry and dishes don’t really cross his mind --- they happen around him, generally, unless he’s bribed into doing them, and as for regular cleaning, he... isn’t a slob, but he does tend to get distracted and will leave things lying around without bothering to put them up. It’s not like he’ll forget where he put them, so it’s not a big deal.

🌷 what do they have in their wallet?

Chuuya - Cash (over 25,000 yen / 250 USD, on average, sometimes upwards of 50,000 yen / 500 USD), credit/debit cards and his license. He doesn’t need to keep more in it than that, and he’s not particularly worried about it getting stolen (by anyone but Dazai at least.), so what does he care about a few raised eyebrows about walking around with a lot of cash money on hand?

Alcott - A picture of her sister Elizabeth, about 1500-2500 yen / 15-25 USD, her ID and a membership card for her favorite chain bookstore.

Ranpo - His cash candy fund of about 3000-5000 yen / 30-50 USD, an old photo of his parents, his address, and a folded-up map. There may or may not be a few old crushed M&Ms and melted candy in one pocket.

ꕥ what’s usually in their trouser/jacket pockets or purse?

Chuuya - His keys, his phone, his wallet, a lockpicking kit, and a packet of cigarettes.

Alcott - Lip balm, extra pens, her phone, her wallet, some loose spare change, and a tin of mints.

Ranpo - At least two packages of candy or snacks, though it varies between things like kit-kats and lollipops or boxes of pocky or gummies, etc. His wallet. A magnifying glass (that he doesn’t use but he just... he just wants it, leave him be), and of course, his glasses.

🍀 what kind of jewellery are they wearing? what’s their favourite peace?

Chuuya - He has his choker, but other than that doesn’t really wear much jewelry. There are other ways to look fashionable than that --- though he will sometimes wear it on his rare off days, if it’s something that’s needed to complete the look he’s going for.

Alcott - She has a necklace that she wears under her shirt. It has a pendant on it that’s shaped like a bird in flight. That’s her only real jewelry piece, but she’s very attached to it.

Ranpo - He doesn’t wear jewelry --- it’s not comfortable and it’s more to bother with ---, but he does keep his parents’ wedding rings in a box at home.

#;hc: chuuya #;hc: alcott #;hc: ranpo #strangefellows

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VHS #385

South Bank Show: Khalid & Rachid, New Orleans music in Exile, PHC on New Year’s Eve 2006/2007, James Brown at Montreux 1981, BBC Crown Jewels - The Faces (Small Faces, Rod Stewart) *** South Bank Show: Khaled & Rachid (Taha)49:00dull sound Khaled, Didi in concert (https://youtu.be/Oao8tr2OiGg) not this clip, his adoring crowd outside the house he grew up in, was a hippy, king of rai, Steve Hillage, Aisha (https://youtu.be/wIsJbDZDNpo) this clip, in concert, Brian Eno, Rachid and band rehearsing!, rai is the blues and techno, Barbes, likes cosmopolitan Paris, Duce France (https://youtu.be/BRwpjFW82G8) this clip, rehearsing Barra Barra, rai is twist music, Khaled visits his primary school, with his teacher, more flamenco-sounding song, with uncle, Ya-Raij?, a club, rai is the same as the “debauchery” that was rock and roll, Rachid - Voila, Voila rehearsal, about fascism, live (https://youtu.be/wiubfahYD1c) This clip!, rehearsing H'asbu-Hum, Khaled eat spinach growing wild in his neighborhood, Hmama live, there’s nothing he can’t do with his voice, with Blaoui Houari (https://www.dailymotion.com/video/x4c37u) This clip, Rachid - Rock El Casbah rehearsal, live, Ya Rayah rehearsal! *** NO music in ExileRobert Mugge2hrsStarz (first 5 min: https://vimeo.com/68174146): Kermit Ruffins, Irma Thomas amidst the destruction, Eddie Bo, Dr John, Theresa Anderson - Like A Hurricane (Neil Young), Humanity St sign, Dr John - Right Place, Wrong Time, Jan Ramsey, David Freedman, Keith Spera, Cyril Neville, Hey Pocky Way (Threadgills), Congo Square, Big Chief Monk Boudreaux - Lightning and Thunder with outfit from suitcase, Jan tells of the hurricane, Irma at the Lion’s Den and ruins, see how high the water was, inside ceiling falling down, True Beliver documentary Christmas lights still up!, Smoke Filled Room segment from that! (https://vimeo.com/204912757) this clip!, her house stripped bare, w/ National Guard, Mark Samuels - Basin Street Records, his office, his home, free meals, clothes outside, Theresa Anderson - It’s Gonna Be OK (https://vimeo.com/69449239) This clip, she tells of her experience fleeing the storm, 17th St Canal levee, car in swimming pool, how to rebuild community of WWOZ, Eddie Bo playing piano - My Dearest Darling (https://vimeo.com/69868071) Not this clip, they go to their coffee shop to see the damage, Marcia Ball - That’s Enough of That Stuff (https://vimeo.com/216103917) this clip, Louisiana 1927, Kermit Ruffins - When The Saints, playing in Houston, got a lot of love, Rebirth Brass Band - Lord, Lord, Lord, Continental Club owner, The Iguanas - Mira?, another, Papa Mali, Cyril Neville and Tribe 13 - blues, I Will Survive (https://vimeo.com/69869198) this clip, Steve Rehage? 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Cut short.I Got The Feelin’ (https://youtu.be/pbfTH5UU-OI) This clip.Hustle (https://youtu.be/9yjOco5gSOo) This clip.Papa’s Got A Brand New Bag (https://youtu.be/GAp7uqnUYSA) This clip.I Got You (https://youtu.be/1DI1WJz9eA0) This clip.Please Please Please (https://youtu.be/-SZkdWWldXE) This clip.unknown song (different outfit, gold jacket now)Sex Machine (https://youtu.be/Fav0cE3JnDQ) This clip. *** BBC Crown Jewels - The Faces (Small Faces, Rod Stewart), 4/1/72, Sounds on Saturday programme, in concert28:00VH1 Maybe I’m Amazed, (https://youtu.be/SLhoLkTyNkM) this clipLove In Vain, Stay With MeI’m Losing Youhttps://youtu.be/1xHBjeiqzkQ?t=1308 (This is the whole show, cued up to the first song on the video.)

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an adventurer like you till i took an arrow to the knee.

I'm sure you've all heard of the boy who cried wolf, yes? Well, have any of you heard the tale of the hero who cried dragon? As the story goes, there obviously was a hero that kept going on about a dragon. Since the story of the boy who cried wolf was a popular song for bards to sing, no body believed him. Little did they know there actually WAS a dragon roaming about. But as no one took the hero seriously, then everyone was charred and eaten. Why isn't this story known by many, you ask? Well, the only people who knew about this are in the stomach of some dragon! Now I'm off to go slay it. Why? BECAUSE IT KILLED MY QUEST PROVIDER, THAT'S WHY!!! Dragon Farkle is a game by Z-Man games for two to five knights thirteen and older. This game will take approximately thirty minutes.

The game is fairly simple to set up. First, give each knight a player mat and a set of their favorite colored dice. Next, put together the dragon, and put three damage markers (blood side down) in front of the poor beast. "Poor beast?" Yeah, the poor dragon is really sweet once you get to know him! But all you stupid people try to do is kill him! I would have to say the real villains are you guys. Shuffle each set of cards, and give each knight one. These are the magic item and the companion decks. Pull out the army counters and the event die, then choose a player to go first. After that, you're ready to play. Albeit, the order of set-up for this game doesn't matter. But still.

Just like the set-up, the game is pretty simple. Once you've chosen the first meal- er I mean knight to go first, they'll roll their six dice AND the event die. Then you’ll add up your score for this roll. The scoring is similar to normal Farkle, but has some differences. You’ll be able to to see the scoring on the player mat. If you don’t farkle on your first roll, you may choose to do one of three things. You can A) keep rolling to try and get more soldiers, B) use your companion's skill to maybe give more soldiers, or C) stop rolling, count up your points and take that many soldier tokens. The soldier tokens are fifty, one hundred, five hundred, and a thousand. You’ll take the required amount of soldier tokens for the score you’ve rolled. Unless you get too greedy and farkle. Then learn to be less greedy. You’ll score more that way. Simple enough. Then the next player will go, and so on. For the game to end, a knight has to slay the dragon. But it’s not so simple. First, you need to have at least five thousand soldiers in your army, then there’s the slight difference in the scoring. When you’re fighting the dragon, when you’d score soldiers, you lose them instead. Why do you lose them? Because they become a tasty snack for the dragon! Om nom nom! Rolling either the dragon or the rally side of the event die does damage to the dragon. Rally does two damage, while the dragon side does one. If you do three damage to the dragon in a single turn, you kill the dragon and win the game! Yay! If you farkle while fighting the dragon, than the dragon heals all damage done to it! *Insert SFX booing here*. Also, if you’re still in the dragon’s den, you cannot gain more soldiers or brawl. If you lose all soldiers to the dragon, than your companion gets eaten also, and you have to get a new one. The game will continue until, as stated above, someone manages to slay the dragon.

The event die is pretty easy to understand. Like the rest of the game. Ok, you know what? I’m too lazy to keep writing “easy to understand” in the beginning of each paragraph, just pretend it’s there. Alright? Ok, then. The event die is a simple six sided die, but with only two sides with a picture. The rest of the sides are blank. The two pictures are a dragon, and two axes crossing over each other. The side with the axes is called the rally side. This side can let you either gain a magic item, or double the amount of soldiers you rolled on that roll. Note that you can only have one magic item at a time unless you have the Sack of Holding. Then you can have as you want, you hoarders. The dragon side usually has only one use; making you rage when you get a really good roll. Why would you rage? BECAUSE THE FRIGGIN DRAGON DECIDES HE’S HUNGRY AND EATS ALL THE SOLDIERS THAT YOU’VE ROLLED! So mean… But! He can decide to be helpful every once and awhile. If you’ve rolled a farkle, and rolled a dragon, then you can ignore the farkle. As I’ve stated above, the blank sides represent normal days in Yon.

There is another way of gaining soldiers: Brawling. To brawl, choose an opponent, and roll as normal. But make sure you get a high number, and make sure you don’t farkle. Then you’re opponent will roll, but with only FIVE dice and the event die. Once you both roll, see who rolled a better score. The person with the better score will take the difference in soldiers from their opponents. They’ll also take five hundred soldiers from the supply. Publicity, ya know? The components are pretty good. They seem like normal gaming pieces; card stock cards, cardboard dragon figure and cardboard soldier tokens, and plastic dice. The game mats seem to be normal laminated weighted paper. So, you know the drill. NO EATING OR DRINKING AT THE TABLE! Or else I’ll sick my guard dragon on you! I will! Of course, there are some snacks I’ll allow. Such as Pocky sticks and stuff. I’d call those snacks “Game-Friendly”.

I do have a small complaint. There aren’t enough magic items or companions. Seriously, when you have like, 10 different companions, it gets tedious. And there’s like, 20 magic items. I would like more of them, or at least some small packs of each. That’s what I think, anyways.

I really like this game. It’s farkle, with dragon slaying! Two of my favorite things! Anyways, I only have one thing I don’t like about this game. So I’ll give it a 9 out of ten. Good job.

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