#tako blade

[ludrii]

hee hoo

new drip just dropped

#the lights on hair almost killed me #thanks hair brush for saving me #tako blade #oc #my oc #original character #my art #signed ludrii

[drowninnoodles]

I made a fanart of @ludrii-and-my-blorbot 's Oc

#my art #ludrii ocs #tako blade #orginal character #artist on tumblr

[animehotpot]

#fate stay night #unlimited blade works #anime food #anime #bento #tako sausage #nimono #ohitashi #tamagoyaki

[merakiui]

I say the recent ask about Azul and eating octopus...

Now i feel bad..cus I've my favourite snack is takoyaki and dried octopus snacks..

Also octopus soup is good and my favourite part of my favourite noodle dish is the octopus in it...

Tho I'm a bit intolerant to seafood and get allergy symptoms but still!

I really feel bad for the tako and just wanna hug him and kiss his wounds

Azul is so desperate…and very tasty. >_< it’s quite the dilemma! His tentacles will regenerate with enough time, so he surmises the loss isn’t too terrible. Like the pain and the fear of bringing a blade upon his tentacles, it’s just temporary. And if it makes you happy… He thinks of your smile when he bleeds blue and suddenly every wound he accumulates isn’t so scary. He’s doing this for your sake, so even if it hurts the end result will make his struggles worthwhile.

You’ll notice he’s started wearing more bandages. Though he covers them up, it’s clear that it’s taking a toll on him. His smiles are strained and sad. Even if he’s the one who kidnapped you, it wouldn’t hurt to comfort him. Maybe doing so will help in your future escape, should you ever choose to follow through with the attempt.

#twisted chit chat #shironakuronatasa #octopus is just very delicious #azul can’t blame us for enjoying it orz

[vinntea]

Bsd spider-man au cus of course

Bungo Stray Spiders. Someone has to do it so that someone will be me. This half is just a list of powers and titles, if you want all the details and backstory you can read the other half below this one! Atsushi, Spider-Kachi: Spider sense, Strength, Speed, Agility, Walking on walls, Extra spider-like limbs sprout from his back, Spider-like fangs, Claws, and Self-regeneration. Dazai, Spider-Jisatsu: Intelligence, Some agility, some speed, and his own version of 'Spider sense'. He can stunt the spider abilities of others, other than that he's just kind of a regular guy with webs and a high tech suit. The suit allows him to walk on walls, enhances his physical mobility, detects danger, and acts as a layer of armor. Kunikida, Spider-Riso: Spider sense, Agility, Speed, Strength, Super Accuracy, Stamina, and Walking on walls. He often uses gadgets similar to guns to take advantage of his exceptional aim. Ranpo, Spider-Kojo: High Intelligence. His suit aids him similarly to Dazai, but the ocular part of the suit has technical modifications to further examine clues. Night vision and heat vision, for example. Kyoka, Spider-Kurai: Spider sense, Strength, Accuracy, Super Agility, Super Speed, Walking on walls, and a Spirtual connection with Spiders. Her suit gives her web shooters along with built in blades, taking advantage of her experience as an assassin. Yosano, Spider-Shi: Spider sense, Strength, Accuracy, Agility, Speed, Walking on walls, and a Healing ability. Her suit gives her webshooters, long blades along her arms, and butterfly-like extensions that act as medical tubes, connecting her blood with theirs to heal them. (She can heal through her breath, but any form of her dna works). Kenji, Spider-Arashi: Spider sense, Agility, Speed, Stamina, Super Strength, Walking on walls, and is Nearly indestructable. His suit has webshooters and magnets that give him a better grip on metal objects. Junichiro, Spider-Kyodai: Spider sense, Agility, Speed, Strength, Stamina, Walking on walls, and he Spews a gas that causes hallucinations. His suit has webshooters and a spider like pair of fangs that reach around his mouth where the gas comes out of. It helps to better manage the output of gas. Fukuzawa, (Retired) Spider-Samurai: Super Speed, Super Agility, Super Stamina, Super Strength, Super Accuracy, and Natural Webbing. His old suit merely acted as armor and a disguise. He of course also had a blade. Mori: Owner of PortCorp and leader of the Mafia. He has an endless amount of gadgets he uses if ever in combat. Chuuya, Fujin: Manipulation of matter, so basically the same except it's presented more like wind and weather. Akutagawa, Aku-Tako: Rashomon is essentially the same, just presented more like tentacles and sometimes spider limbs. Elise, Girl Goblin: She's a robot with a child-like appearance. Elise has a glider and various gadgets, mostly bombs. Now for the backstories! Instead of an ADA we have Agency Kumo (Kumo means Spider in Japanese) a spider themed collection of super beings working for the original Spider-man, who is now retired. They mostly fight to protect Yokohama due to its rise in crime the past few decades, but occasionally a threat comes along that forces them to fight for all of Japan and even the world. (Cough) the rat (cough).

Fukuzawa retired as Spider-Samurai (Spiderman) because he saw himself taking advantage of his power, even if it wasn't with ill intent. Soon after, though, a boy named Ranpo showed excellent intelligence into the minds of criminals that he in his prime could only dream of. Fukuzawa didn't want him to take the same path as he did, so he took Ranpo in. Little did Fukuzawa know that the local laboratory would soon lose several radioactive spiders, the same ones that bit him. Ranpo's hero title is Spider-Kojo. (Kojo meaning deduction in Japanese)

Fuku's childhood friend and old enemy, Mori, runs that laboratory and secretly experimented on Yosano, an orphan he took in. Yosano had a miraculous ability to heal people with her new powers, making it easy for Mori to experiment on people without permanently changing their lives. While they did agree to it, the non-stop torture of it drove them insane. The volunteers were under contract and unable to do anything until their time was over. Mori, determined to recreate Fukuzawa and Yosano's abilities, forced the girl to continue healing them which further prolonged their suffering.

Yosano ran away and eventually stumbled upon Fukuzawa who took her in as well. He trained her to have better control over her abilities and said she didn't have to use them ever again, if that's what she wanted. While she doesn't appear in public often, she'll become known as Spider-Shi. (Shi meaning death in Japanese and also a play on she since for a while Yosano was the only woman in the group.)

After getting bit and experiencing various unnatural sensations, Kunikida had to quit his job as a teacher and focused on finding any possible illnesses he could have with extensive research. He found his way to Fukuzawa who trained him as well. Kunikida decided to become the next Spider-man. Spider-Riso. (Riso meaning ideal in Japanese). He'd be the ideal Spiderman. This caused the creation of Agency Kumo.

Dazai was constantly experimented on, becoming nearly numb to the torment. He worked for a crime organization secretly led by Mori. The attempts to give Dazai any special abilities were all unsuccessful, except for one. Mori didn't know how, but Dazai gained the ability to stun other experiments' abilities. It was akin to something like stage fright but with their dna. One of the oldest experiments, Oda, was his best friend until he took revenge on a new nemesis. Dazai promised him he'd use his power for good, and joined Agency Kumo. Dazai becomes Spider-Jisatsu. (Jisatsu meaning suicide in Japanese)

Junichiro and Kenji were also spider bite victims who quickly became new recruits for the organization. Junichiro is able to spew a gas that causes hallucinations and Kenji has super strength more so than the others and is also nearly indestructable. Junichiro is Spider-Kyodai (Brother) and Kenji is Spider-Arashi (Storm).

Atsushi's abilities were so wild and chaotic that he'd been sleep walking and terrifying the locals of his village without a single clue. Dazai finds him, recruits him, and after lots of training, Atsushi gains decent control over his powers. Those being growing spider like fangs, extra spider limbs, and claws as sharp as his teeth. He is also able to regenerate himself, but if he doesn't do so within a few moments of the damage being done, it won't work. Atsushi is known as Spider-Kachi (worth/value in Japanese).

Kyoka starts out as another enemy in the Mafia, a reluctant servant to Koyou. While Kyoka is not a bite victim, her mother was and passed down her spider dna. Mori heard of it, and had her kidnapped from an orphanage. Her abilities consist of inhuman agility, rapid reflexes, and a spiritual connection to spiders. After Atsushi rescued her, Kyoka became part of Agency Kumo and picked the title Spider-Kurai. (Dark/gloomy in Japanese).

Chuuya wasn't a spider victim, but was caught up in a freak accident at a very young age. A mythical spider spirit saved him, giving him the ability to control matter just as he did, but it also had severe consequences. Chuuya couldn't remember anything from his past, and his abilities were far too much for his mortal body to contain. His villainous identity is "Fujin" a Japanese mythical god who controls the wind.

Akutagawa was very young when he was experimented on by Mori. He went through multiple years of torture to get his abilities just right and to reach his "full potential" as Mori and Dazai told him. He, similar to Chuuya, was also given power by a mythical being. The creature's name was Rashomon. It was trapped inside his body and retaliated against him for release. After those experiments, he was able to control it, but struggled to control himself. Almost as if the being had influence over him. To aid Akutagawa, Mori created a suit that both enhanced and contained his power. (If you haven't guessed it yet, he's this au's DocOc). Akutagawa became known as Aku-Tako (Tako means Octopus).

Mori is the Norman Ozborne and Elise is the Harry/Green Goblin of this au. Mori created a robot girl named Elisa as a daughter yet also a pawn. Mori gives her technology like the glider and bombs with a childish aesthetic to make her enemies hesitant to attack her. Little do they know she's not human and in fact an AI that if destroyed can be recovered as long as her chip is undamaged. Elise is known as Girl Goblin.

Katai makes all the suits for the members, but doesn't do anything else for Agency Kumo and isn't technically a member himself.

Naomi and the other clerics are the "Guys in the chair".

I hope you liked this au! If asked, I'll make another one for the characters I left out!

#bungou stray dogs #bsd fukuzawa #bsd yosano #bsd atsushi #bsd dazai #bsd kunikida #bsd ranpo #bsd junichiro #bsd kenji #bsd kyouka #bsd chuuya #bsd mori #bsd elise #bsd akutagawa #bsd katai #bsd naomi #bsd au #spider man au

[threepistol]

Hello, here's another zolu drabble thing. Au courtesy of Tashigi (image below). King of Pirates Luffy meets overprotective single parent Zoro

"Maki! Don't run when you're covered in mud! You'll slip!"

Giggling, Maki, the little imp of a child, does turn around. Only to pull at her cheek and blow raspberries at him.

Zoro adjusts his hold on the two babies resting against his chest and quickens his feet.

Tako and Shusui, who had been busy picking and collecting wild flowers, laugh at their father's misery. Maki laughs with them before making a run for it.

"Maki, I told you to—!"

She bumps nose-first into a coat-covered leg, staining the black fabric with mud in the shape of her face. She lands on her bottom with an 'oof!' and a thump.

The unfortunate stranger turns around and frowns at the mud stain on his coat. "Oh, man. Nami's gonna kill me for ruining another one." Crying erupts at his feet. The stranger jolts, blinking wide eyes at Maki. Her face is scrunched, fat tears rolling over quivering lips. "Eh? You're caked in mud. Were you the one who bumped into me?"

Zoro's heart petrifies into stone, dropping to his stomach and holding. The stranger adjusts his straw hat—his straw hat—before bending down in front of his daughter. The scar across his left cheek curves as he offers her a smile. A smile Zoro's seen much too many times in faded ink and browned paper. A smile that claws shivers down Zoro's being.

The stranger raises a hand to pat Maki's head. "Here, here. It's alright. It's weird that you're the one crying when I'm the one that got—"

Cutting wind belches from the impact, disturbing the soil and ruffling the grass. Dust flies but lifts to reveal a hand with hardened flesh reflecting the dappled rays of the sun, reflecting the sparks that emit from the sword it deflects.

Heat and flickering red dance under Zoro's skin. He digs his heels into the ground, pressing his blade against the stranger's armament Haki in earnest.

The stranger flings his hand. The motion flicks his sword out. The stranger jumps a few steps back. "Woah, woah, woah! What's the big idea? You could've hit that kid, you know—"

"Stay away from Maki, damned King of Pirates!" Zoro spits like venom and fire, shielding Maki with his body, eyes slitted and hackles raised. His other arm cradles the two children on his chest. Tako and Shusui run to their father's side, clutching at his pant legs.

The King of Pirates, "Straw Hat" Luffy, tilts his head. "But you're the one who attacked me out of nowhere..." His pinprick pupils scan over Zoro and his five children. Rusty gears click and grate in the space between his ears before he slams a fist on his palm. "Oh! Is this the mother bear instincts Usopp's told me about before?"

Zoro's brow twitches. "Do I look like a mother bear to you?"

Luffy laughs. He waves two arms in surrender. "Sorry, sorry! I won't go near your kids, mama bear, so rest easy!"

"Listen to me!" Zoro shouts, and he huffs. "What's someone like you doing in a place like Shells Town anyway? Don't tell me you're planning to..." Looting and plundering is a pirate's speciality, and the man in front of him is the king of all pirates. He gnashes his teeth. He doesn't want to have to move again.

"Huh? We're just heading to Dawn Island to revisit my hometown, but we got a little shorthanded on food earlier than expected." There's bits of pig skin between his teeth. Shorthanded, huh? "So we stopped by here to restock. You know, this place gives me lots of memories! This is where Koby got in the navy!"

Zoro studies the grin splitting Luffy's face. There's no deception, no malice in those sun-bright teeth. From the tips of his hair, down to his limbs, which flail about like an octopus, the man exhibits no ill intent. At the very least, he won't mean harm to them. In the first place, him and his family would already be corpses if this man truly wanted them to be.

Zoro lowers his sword, doesn't sheath it—not in the vicinity of the King of Pirates.

"Oi, your coat," he says.

"My coat?"

"Give it to me."

Luffy hands him the coat without qualm. Maki squeaks when he steps forward, gripping his pants tighter. Zoro sighs. This is why he told her to stop running.

"What do you need my coat for?" Luffy asks.

Zoro rubs the coat between two fingers. It's of heavy fabric, high-quality, probably worth more than his entire house, but now it's tainted with splotches of quickly-drying brown. "Where's your ship docked? I'll give it back to you after I wash the stain out."

"Huh? You're going to wash it for me?"

Zoro stares at him. "No, the magic laundry fairy will."

In an instant, sparkles flare out of Luffy's eyes. He gasps, hopping small hops and quivering in his boots. "No way! There's a magic laundry fairy?!"

Zoro's brows knit together. Great, the King of Pirates is a dumbass.

Tako peeks out of his leg and points at Luffy. "Magic laundry fairies don't exist, stupid!"

Zoro hisses at Tako to shut his trap. No matter how stupid this guy is, he's still the King of Pirates. Insulting him won't get them anywhere good.

But it's not unfounded anger that Luffy wears like Zoro expected. Instead, sparkles shatter, Luffy's vibrating ceases. He wilts like a string bean, turns to Tako, heart broken as if the kid just told him Santa Claus didn't exist. "Ehh? They're not?"

The King of Pirates is a dumbass.

Zoro sighs. "Whatever, I'll just look for your ship later. I don't like to owe anyone, so I'll make quick work of this." He throws the coat over his shoulder and hikes his babies up his chest again. He really needs to fix that baby carrier soon. Zoro taps his children on the head, ushering them to walk.

He shakes Tako's hand off his legs who, strangely, releases it faster than usual. The explanation comes in the form of his son looking back and waving at Luffy. "Even if you're dumb, you're really strong, mister! No one's ever taken a hit from Daddy without falling to the ground!"

Luffy flexes an arm for show. "You bet I am! I'm the strongest!"

"Nuh-uh! Daddy's still stronger!"

"Tako," Zoro warns, flicking his forehead.

Tako whines. "But I'm just telling the truth!"

Luffy snickers at his palm. He places his other hand on his hip. "You've got a cute bunch."

Despite himself, Zoro's lips quirk up ever so slightly. "You got that right. Oh, and if I hear you doing anything to the town, I'll have your head rolling. Your six billion bounty would do good to feeding these brats."

Laughter peals from outstretched lips. "I'll keep that in mind!"

And Zoro goes to return the coat and they fall in love idk. I wrote this on a whim. Anyway I wanted Zoro to name his children based on sushi and swords because he definitely would, but I don't really know if the names I used are in any way decent names. If they're weird, I blame it on zoro

#monkey d luffy #luffy #roronoa zoro #zolu #drabble #parent roronoa zoro #kid fic #Zoro's still a bounty hunter here #Since that's the only way I can see him make a living lmao #Giving me daddy the father vibes #What are the names of the babies zoro is carrying? Hell if I know #I'd rather learn to do a backflip than name another child of Zoro's #words words words

[trash-monkey]

Tasheylu:

(v) a bond, a neutral connection

Chapter 3

When the sun rises a few inches from the horizon I open my eyes with a small smile finding it's way to my lips as I stretched before getting out the hammock completely ready for the new day. I make my way down the brach like steps of the utral (tree) that I have made my kelku (home) for the pass few years and grab the last two fruits I have harvest a few days ago to eat before headed out with Olo'eyktan (clan leader) tsko (bow), animals whines and barks as I pass by. I laughed when a familiar Prolemuris suddenly landed on my shoulders.

"Hello O'ziteh." I smiled at him as I give him a few pats on the head causing him to purr, when I was still looking for a place to make my new home I have found him injured when he was just a child so I helped him heal and we've been friends ever since.

"Come on, we have to gather more fruit today." After making sure that O'ziteh won't fall off easily I take off running in a random direction and when a cliffs edge appears in my view I didn't stop, I jump off with a excited shout before landing on a giant leaf. Carefully I slide off and landed on a another one until I'm on the ground again. A few minutes later I'm busy collecting Banana fruits with O'ziteh when a loud whistling sound rings through the air causing me to stop in confusion before a much louder kxangangang (boom) echos making everything shake a few seconds before fading, silence fills the air before animals started running in the opposite direction in a painc.

"It's ok O'ziteh." I speak softly to calm him down when O'ziteh runs over to me in fear but he won't, he started to whine even louder when he noticed I was moving towards the place that made the loud boom instead the opposite way.

"Sshh O'ziteh it's okay I'm just going to take a look." I rub his back when his arms tight around me and that seems to quiet him down as I make my way through the forest. When I got close enough to see metal through leaves I climbed a utral (tree) to hide in, a large circular object sticks out of the ground and I can tell it has fallen from the taw (sky) by the destruction it left behind when it hit the ground. Suddenly it's side pops opens causing me to hide behind the tree's trunk before peaking around it again to see a small creature has walked out of the circular object.

"Tawtute (sky person)" I whispered to myself with shock before it turned to anger as I pulled the string of the Olo'eyktan (clan leader) tako (bow) back with an swizaw (arrow) notched but before I let it go a Atokirina (woodsprite) landed on the tip of the swizaw (arrow).

"Eywa" I once again whispered as I watch the Atokirina (woodsprite) float away and once it's completely gone I put my tako (bow) away before O'ziteh started screeching from his spot I have put him in when a palulutkan (thanator) jumped in front of the Tawtute (sky person). With speed I jumped from the utral (tree) and crouch before the Tawtute (sky person) hissing at the palulutkan (thanator) as I grabbed my blade with my kxetes (tail) swaying behind me

"Go find something else to eat." I hissed at it when it roared at me as it circled around us for a few seconds before running off but I waited a minute before putting my knife back and turn to the Tawtute (sky person).

"Hurt?" I asked which shocks him that I can speck his language although broken since I only know a few words that I was taught by my parents, O'ziteh comes out of his spot in the utral (tree) and onto my back.

"I'm fine and you are?" He asked as he look between me and O'ziteh.

"(Na'vi name)" I lay a hand on my chest as I speak my name before pointing to the Prolemuris.

"O'ziteh" He nods and point to himself.

"Valerian"

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#fanfic #avatar james cameron #crossover #male character x male reader #male y/n #valerian and the city of a thousand planets #na'vi #male reader

[e-kultura]

KVARTET MAKSA KOČETOVA & FABRIZIO BOSSO OTVARAJU 39. BEOGRADSKI DŽEZ FESTIVAL U DOMU OMLADINE

Pod sloganom „JAZZSCAPES“, Beogradski džez festival od 24. do 29. oktobra povešće ove godine po 39. put publiku na jedinstveno putovanje muzičkim pejzažima celog sveta, zajedno sa sastavima koji pomeraju granice džeza i čine ovaj žanr uzbudljivim i umetnički vrednim. Svečano otvaranje 39. Beogradskog džez festivala zakazano je za 25. oktobar od 19.00 u Velikoj sali Doma omladine Beograda, koncertnim programom kvarteta saksofoniste Maksa Kočetova, koji će nastupiti sa italijanskim trubačem Fabricijom Bosom, kao specijalnim gostom.

Rodom iz Ukrajine, Kočetov od 2006. godine živi u Srbiji i svojim debi albumom iz 2014. postavio je kamen-temeljac Novom srpskom džez talasu. Prošle godine nastavio je diskografsku karijeru izvanrednim ostvarenjem za italijansku kuću A.MA Records, izazivajući pažnju svetske džez kritike. Na otvaranju najstarijeg srpskog džez festivala ove godine predstaviće novo izdanje koje uskoro objavljuje, sa svojim kvartetom: Andreja Hristić – klavir, Boris Šainović – kontrabas i Miloš Grbatinić – bubnjevi.

Ulaznice za ovaj i druge koncerte u okviru 39. Beogradskog džez festivala su u prodaji preko eFinity prodajne mreže i onlajn.

Veoma rano ste ušli u svet muzike i započeli školovanje, prvo ste učili da svirate klarinet i harmoniku, a zatim saksofon. Kada ste se zainteresovali za džez muziku i zašto ste odabrali baš saksofon?

Max Kochetov: Već sa 6 godina počeo sam da učim paralelno 3 instrumenta: saksofon, klarinet i klavirsku harmoniku. Klavirska harmonika je bila želja moga oca, ali ja sam sebe pronašao u saksofonu. Kako je jedan srodni instrument obavezan na akademiji, u srednjoj muzičkoj sam se odlučio za saksofon i klarinet. Tokom emitovanja jedne džez emisije na TV-u, čuo sam trubača Arta Farmera koji je izvodio numeru „My Funny Valentine“. Tog trenutka sam se zaljubio u džez.

Studirali ste saksofon na kijevskom državnom muzičkom koledžu R.M.Gliera, a zatim ste 1997. otišli na specijalizaciju u Nemačku. Svirali ste po nemačkim i francuskim klubovima, osvojili nekoliko nagrada. Šta je ono što iz današnje perspektive smatrate najvažnijim profesionalnim iskustvom iz tog perioda?

Max Kochetov: Sve je to bilo iskustvo. Upoznavanje muzičara, druženje na klupi, jam-sessions sa profesorima, putovanja, sviranje u studentskim big bendovima, kad zaboraviš neki papir kad ideš preko granice… Na moje stvaralaštvo, pak, najviše su uticali muzičari sa kojima sam imao priliku da nastupam. Interakcija sa njima je ono što mi dalje pomaže da profesionalno rastem i da se razvijam.

Životni put Vas je sredinom dvehiljaditih, doveo u Srbiju i od tada živite i radite u Beogradu. Sarađivali ste sa brojnim kolegama, učestvovali u mnogim projektima, deset godina ste bili član Big benda RTS, kao prvi alt i najupečatljiviji solista, a potom ste se otisnuli u autorske vode i objavili dva autorska albuma (2014. i 2015. godine). Domaća kritika svrstala Vas je među začetnike i nosioce Novog srpskog džez talasa, kako Vi doživljavate tu ulogu? Kako biste definisali savremenu srpsku džez scenu, svoj doprinos i poziciju na njoj?

Max Kochetov: Pre svega hvala na komplimentu. Ja sam bio jedan od muzičara nove generacije koji je pokrenuo novi talas savremene autorske džez muzike. Što se tiče savremene srpske džez scene, ja sam lično baš ponosan na naše mlade muzičare. Svi oni rade punom snagom i vrhunskim kvalitetom.

Nastupali ste na Beogradskom džez festivalu 2014. godine, gde ste debitovali kao lider. Kako se sećate tog koncerta i šta je značio za Vašu karijeru u tom trenutku?

Max Kochetov: Bilo je stvarno mnogo uzbudljivo. Poseban je osećaj kad posle tebe na binu izlaze tvoji idoli – Perez, Patitucci, Blade… Mislim da smo i mi ostavili lep utisak, kako na publiku tako i na starije kolege u bek-stejdžu, sa kojima smo se posle družili.

Treći autorski album Altered Feelings objavili ste 2022. godine za A. MA Records, a na 39. Beogradskom džez festivalu premijerno ćete sa svojim kvartetom izvesti numere koje će se naći na sledećem albumu koji objavljujete uskoro za istog izdavača. Recite nam nešto više o izdanju koje pripremate: kakav zvuk donosi, šta je idejna osnova novih kompozicija, kako funkcioniše stvaralački proces sa kolegama u bendu?

Max Kochetov: Zvuk novog albuma biće potpuno drugačiji. Muzika je dosta zahtevna za vežbanje, ali svi iz benda zajedno uživamo u procesu njenog oblikovanja. Jedva čekamo koncert i reakciju publike.

Najstarija srpska džez manifestacija, Beogradski džez festival, pored toga što ima za cilj da pruža podršku domaćim džez muzičarima, takođe i povezuje domaće umetnike sa kolegama iz inostranstva. Ove godine sa Vašim kvartetom nastupaće i čuveni italijanski trubač Fabrizio Bosso. Na koji način će biti koncipiran vaš nastup i zbog čega ste se odlučili na saradnju baš sa ovim renomiranim italijanskim umetnikom?

Max Kochetov: Fabricija pratim odavno i on je za mene jedan od najboljih u svetu. Na saradnju sa njim sam se odlučio jer sam smatrao da bi njemu baš legla muzika koju sam napisao za novi album. Čuli smo se pre nekoliko dana, i on jedva čeka da sviramo taj novi materijal.

Već dugo godina se profesionalno bavite muzikom i poznato ste ime na džez sceni. Do sada ste ostvarili veoma značajne uspehe i saradnje, šta je ono na šta ste posebno ponosni? Kako gledate na svoju dosadašnju karijeru i šta su želje i planovi za budućnost?

Max Kochetov: Posebno sam ponosan na svoju ćerku Katarinu, koja je krenula mojim stopama i već pravi ozbiljnu karijeru. To je za mene najveći ponos! Što se moje karijere tiče, samo rad i mnogo snimanja. Materijala već ima i za peti album, a biće još iznenađenja, kako u vidu novih zvukova tako i gostiju na novim albumima.

#domomladine #39.beogradskidžezfestival

[lhmagazin]

[carica-ficus]

Recenzija: Sanjaju li androidi električne ovce

Originalan naslov: Do androids dream of electric sheep?

Autor: Philip K. Dick

Datum: 05/01/2023

Ocjena: ⭐⭐⭐⭐

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Oduvijek sam voljela znanstvenu fantastiku, no preferirala sam ju u filmovima. Knjige su mi bile malo previše apstraktne da bih ih razumjela, bar donedavno dok nisam otkrila da su mi kraće sci fi priče zapravo jako zanimljive, pogotovo ako imaju horor elemente. Stoga se ove godine želim malo više posvetiti ovom žanru i pokojem dužem romanu, a gdje bolje početi nego od samih klasika.

Bit ću iskrena sa vama, nisam ni znala da je prema ovoj knjizi snimljen Blade Runner. Zaželjela sam je za Božić zbog cool naslova. Toliko o tome koliko znam o povijesti znanstvene fantastike, ali možda je i tako bolje jer sam upravo zato mogla ovu knjigu pročitati bez ikakvih očekivanja i prepustiti se samo iskustvu.

Radnja je savršen spoj kriminalističkih elemenata i akcijskih scena koje se isprepleću dok glavni lik, Rick Deckard, hvata izbjegličke androide koji pokušavaju pobjeći od zakona u potrazi za boljim životom. Napeti dijelovi tek su površinski sloj knjige, dok se temelji odnose na razliku između čovjeka i stroja. Dick neprestano ponavlja kako androidi ne mogu osjećati poput ljudi te da su njihove emotivne reakcije obmana kojom zavaravaju društvo kako bi se uklopili, što je glavni čimbenik koji ih odvaja od prave osobe, no granica između njih i bioloških stvorenja postaje sve nejasnija. Androidi postaju sve sličniji ljudima, a čovjek postaje sve sličniji androidima.

Deckard je suočen sa gotovo nemogućim zadatkom, no gura ga golema želja da posjeduje pravu životinju za koju se može brinuti. Naime, u Dickovom svijetu životinje su rijeke ili izumrle, stoga se prodaju u posebnim, luksuznim trgovinama za velike svote novaca. Deckard ne osjeća posebnu bliskost niti prema svojoj ženi, niti prema religiji, niti društvu, niti prema poslu, a životinja za njega predstavlja želju da se uklopi i da osjeti što osjećaju svi drugi ljudi, no on za to jednostavno nije sposoban. Dick njegov lik neprestano postavlja u sivo područje tako da se sam čitatelj počinje pitati je li Deckard možda samo još jedan android dizajniran za lov drugih androida ili je zbilja tek samo ravnodušna i melankolična osoba. Sam kraj u kojemu Deckard pronalazi divlju žabu, samo da bi kasnije razočarano otkrio da je električna, dodatno bi mogla aludirati na istinu o njegovom liku, odnosno da je kao lovac na glave tek nemilosrdni stroj koji jednostavno nije sposoban osjećati empatiju.

Žaba na završetku također bi se mogla uzeti kao kritika na Deckardov lik. Androidi su robovi, stvoreni kao sluge čovječanstvu u kolonijama na Marsu, a Deckard lovi one koji su pobjegli na Zemlju nakon ubojstva svojih gospodara. Čovječanstvo odbija androide smatrati ljudima jer nisu sposobni osjetiti empatiju, no kako se Deckarda može smatrati većim čovjekom ako je spreman ubiti sebi sličnog? Čak i John Isidore, koji ima mentalne poteškoće, bio je spreman i voljan pomoći androidima u nevolji samo zato što su je trebali. Time Dick Deckarda postavlja na razinu androida, ako ne i niže, jer je čovjek koji jednostavno ne može stvarno biti čovjekom.

Jasno je kako Dick povlači paralelu sa Američkom povijesti ropstva te sa kriminalizacijom izbjeglica koja je još uvijek prisutna i iznimno rigorozna. Pošto se danas još uvijek može povući paralela između problematike djela i stvarnog života, knjiga je još uvijek aktualna i zanimljiva.

Namjeravala sam joj dati savršenu ocjenu, ali pomalo me odbio dio gdje Deckard spava sa androidom. Iako je scena potrebna za razvoj njegovog lika i nije eksplicitna, bila mi je neukusna te čak pomalo forsirana jer se lik djevojke pojavljuje iznenadno i odmah nakon toga ponovno nestaje. Također mi je krajnji lov nekako bio antiklimaktičan i dosadan. Očekivala sam malo više po tom pitanju.

Htjela bih samo za kraj spomenuti prijevod, koji je bio solidan, ali možda nedovoljno neformalan za moj ukus. Možda nije do prevoditelja, nego do samog originalnog teksta, ali ponekad mi je imao jednostavno čudne izraze ili riječi. Ono što mi se jako svidjelo bile su fusnote sa pozadinom određenih imena likova, mjesta ili referenci. Njih sam baš sa užitkom čitala pa mi je drago da su ih uključili u izdanje.

"Sanjaju li androidi električne ovce?" je izvrstan izbor ako tražite neki dobar klasik znanstvene fantastike, ali i općenito kao knjigu tog žanra. Roman je odlična kombinacija dubokih likova, široko razrađenog svijeta i napete radnje koji je stvarno iskustvo za pročitati.

#book #reading #knjiga #recenzija #moja recenzija #čitanje #book review #sanjaju li androidi elektricne ovce #do androids dream of electric sheep #blade runner #sci fi #science fiction #spekulativna fikcija #philip k dick #2023 #rc2023

[ludrii]

yee haw

Tako playlist

#tako blade #oc #original character #my art #my oc #signed ludrii #ludrii oc

[wlwmisthios]

has someone done this already

#natakas #nut takos #Aspasia #legacy of the first blade spoilers #ac odyssey #assassin's creed odyssey #kassandra #legacy of the first blade #Demmy posts

[siriyin]

NOW, WHY WOULD I EVER DO SUCH A THING LIKE THAT, WE TREAT OUR MUSES LIKE MEN AND THROW THEM TO THE PYER OF ANGST TO BURN FOR ALL ETERNITY!

#maudlxne #» ❖;; the real marmora blade ( ooc ) #( HAPPINESS IS MERELY A FANTASY MY DEAR TAKO

[aardvark-123]

Gensokyo Festival day 11: What If?

What if Touhou was a heroic jidaigeki fantasy about samurai, monsters and a dash of political intrigue?

~The Legend of the Dichromatic Lotus Butterfly~

"Youkai, so close to Daimyou Yasaka's castle... It makes no sense!" Reimu wiped Akashiroken's long, curved blade on the kuro bouzu she'd just finished slaying. "Her guardswomen patrol the lowlands for miles around, for these creatures to get so close to Umansatou should be impossible."

Marisa whistled in appreciation. "Neat exposition, Reimu! You really established today's setting."

Reimu gave the sorceress a look. "What was that?"

"I said 'I don't fully know, but it's bad news'!" lied Marisa. "Kuro bouzu are so dark, the guards wouldn't have had much chance of seeing them at night, but there were five of them with a tako nyuudou in tow! If we rule out crawling in secret, they could have used tunnels, flight or magic of some sort."

"Or perhaps someone smuggled them in," Reimu said darkly.

"Not likely with the guards searching shipments night and day!" scoffed Marisa. "The province might as well be a fortress now. No, these youkai could only have come here in secret, unless they had an invitation..."

Reimu's eyes widened. "Invitation... Hasn't the daimyou been bringing in wine and furniture for the shogun's visit?"

"Um, yeah?" Marisa said, tilting her head in confusion.

"We know she's going to ask for more funding for her army," Reimu pontificated. "Perhaps she wanted there to be a few youkai attacks to show that she needs the money. The guards have been searching every transport, it's true, but what if the daimyou herself ordered some youkai by post?"

Marisa gasped. "Reimu... What are you saying?!"

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"I'm saying, Lady Yasaka, that the youkai incidents Umansatou suffered over the last few weeks have all been your doing." Reimu met Kanako's steely gaze without fear. "You wanted to exaggerate the threat to your province to make sure Lord Ota would grant you more funding, so you had your women import wild youkai and release them in secret."

A ripple of amazement passed through the ranks of courtiers and officials gathered in Kanako's hall. Marisa took Reimu's gauntleted hand and squeezed it.

"You dare to come before me with these outrageous accusations?" Sitting cross-legged in an alcove flanked by miniature onbashira, Kanako glared down at Reimu. "I have done nothing but fight and work tirelessly to protect Moriyato, the greater Lake Suwa region and all my people! That I would knowingly bring youkai into my own province is... unthinkable."

"Yet we thought of it," said Marisa. "And when we invited some of your soldiers for a little chat over a cup of sake, they told us the orders had come straight from the top, from you, my lady. To bring in oni, jidiao, even a wa nyuudou!"

"That's a lie!" Kanako leapt to her feet in anger. "I told them to bring safe youkai, ones which could only make a little mischief, not kill! I would never endanger-" She froze, her face turning white with horror. "I- I mean..."

"That sounded like a confession," Reimu said calmly while the courtiers panicked politely. "Now, you asked my companion and I to help solve your youkai problem, Lady Yasaka. And I can accomplish that now, by politely asking you to stop letting youkai into your province. How does that sound?"

"I... I..." Kanako's eyes narrowed. "I will allow no more of this foolishness. Guards! Kill these arrogant fools in the name of your daimyou!"

A dozen guards stormed over in a jangle of armour and a whisper of blades, forming up in front of Kanako. At their head was Sanae, a glint in her eyes and green froggy sabatons on her feet.

"You'll still fight for her? A liar who lets youkai lick her own people in their sleep?" said Marisa disgustedly.

"Daimyou Yasaka is my master and my mother. To betray her would be to die twice over," said Sanae, just a hint of regret in her voice.

"So be it, then," said Reimu, drawing her sword.

"So be it," agreed Marisa, readying her twelve-bladed naginata Houkiyari. Then she sighed angrily. "Did you have to put that little titbit right here?! Me going 'So be it.' would've been powerful line, but no, you had to make it complicated. Anyway, violence!"

The guards charged in like windmills of steel, but Reimu and Marisa cut them down with ease. Sanae moved in for the attack, slashing as fast as the wind, until Marisa hooked her sword out of her hands and bashed her onto the floor.

Reimu stepped forwards, trampling the frog-booted samurai without a care. "This is a battle you can't win, Lady Yasaka. Against liars and fraudsters I am sworn to fight until my last breath. Give up now, or pay the price for your double dealing!"

"I don't appreciate your using my daughter as the floor," said Kanako, sliding off several layers of robes and letting them fall behind her. "I wondered for many years when this would happen. To fight the Dichromatic Lotus Butterfly herself would be an honour, and to kill her the crowning glory of my career!" Sparks flashed around the daimyou's fingers as she drew her sword. "Fall, Reimu, and rue the day you defied me!"

#Touhou #gensokyofestival #writing #jidaigeki #Reimu Hakurei #Marisa Kirisame #Sanae Kochiya #Kanako Yasaka #my writing

[whereisten]

Gentle Monsters

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 Intro | Part 6 (End)

Summary: After a night of running from a wild animal, you meet Johnny, the owner of the conservatory greenhouse you accidentally broke into. Johnny is kind and sweet—a little too sweet.

Pairing: Werewolf!Johnny X female reader

Warnings: horror, violence, blood and gore, mentions of scars and bruises, angst, supernatural powers, death, profanity, smut (fingering, penetration, breast fondling, dry humping), manipulation, obsession, possessiveness, yandere themes.

Word count: 12.1K

(A/n: wow wow wowwww this is it you guys! I hope you enjoy the last installment of this fic 🥺 it’s my personal favorite fic that I’ve written so I’m kinda sad to finish it, but thank you all for your continuous support that keeps me going, it’s almost been a year!! Wow! Pls read until the very enddd❤️)

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Yuta was ruthless. He never gave you time to breathe once he attacked you. He’d grab your wrist and kick your chest, sending you into the rough cement in his backyard.

“Do you like being best friends with the floor. Get up and fight. If you can’t take a hit from me, a human, how on Earth do you think you’ll survive a werewolf’s attack?” Yuta looked up at the bright sun while you panted on all fours.

“Human? I’m not so sure about that. I mean..you don’t have to go easy on me..but..fuck..please..can we go slower? This is just..a lot.” You pleaded, not realizing that Yuta was walking up to you quickly.

He kicked you in your rib, making you groan in pain and collapse over onto your back. You laid there and struggled to move as Yuta planted his right foot on your chest.

On top of never being the best at physical things, you were still healing from the effects of the killer pregnancy. Your body was fragile.

“Go easy? You’re pathetic, you don’t stand a chance.”

You hugged yourself as you tried to pull his heavy foot off of you. Tears started to run down the sides of your face while you cried and grew hot with anger. It was the second day of training and Yuta expected you fight like Bruce Lee.

“We haven’t even touched the katana’s yet..do you want to die, huh? Because if I don’t kill you by the end of this, I’m sure Johnny will.”

“Fuck you!” You screamed.

Yuta lifted his foot off of your chest and stepped back. “Get up, show me how angry you are.”

You picked yourself up and looked down at your bruised knuckles. Yuta made you spend hours boxing bags of sand until your hands bled, yet you couldn’t fight him, you could never land a punch.

“Johnny was right to choose you.. he knew you were weak, he knew you didn’t stand a chance against him..” Yuta was pushing your buttons now. Would you cry? Would you become furious? He didn’t know, but he hoped it would be the latter. He hoped that you would use that anger to fuel your attacks. The fact that Johnny had put you through so much shit was the the only thing that gave Yuta hope for you.

Yuta stepped closer to you.

“You didn’t put up a fight, you ignored all the signs, and then what? You ran away..oh, and let’s not forget.. you needed the help of another werewolf to get away from him. You couldn’t do it on your own.. and why’s that, y/n? Hm?”

Yuta tilted his head. He took your chin in his hand and watched as your eyes grew watery and your face lose color.

“Answer me, sweetheart.” His voice was sweet even when he was being condescending.

You shook your head, too caught up in his words to know how to respond. So many emotions ran through your mind. You were upset, sad, heartbroken, confused. Everything all at once.

“What’s wrong? Wolf got your tongue?” He chuckled.

And at that moment, you decided you couldn’t take it anymore. You quickly swat his hand away and lay a punch to his jaw. But he recovers fast and grabs your hair, pulling your head back while you cry out in pain.

But you don’t let this pain distract you, you kneel him in the rib and punch him again while he doubles over.

Yuta is caught off guard by your swift actions and doesn’t know how to respond. So you take this opportunity to swipe a leg through his, making him fall onto the ground hard as he loses balance.

He tried to get up but you swing your foot into his side just like he did to you a few minutes ago. You realize that your foot won’t apply as much pressure as his, so you decide to put your entire body weight on himself sit on his chest.

You’re about to lay another punch to his beautiful face, but he grabs your wrist and swings his body over yours so you are under him now.

You grunt and throw your fist with your free hand into the side that you had previously kicked. Yuta groans in pain once more, but his grip on your wrist doesn’t loosen.

Instead, he grabs both flailing wrists and holds them above your head. He’s tightening his fingers around them so tight, you can almost feel and hear your bones start to break. You scream.

“Yuta!”

“Tell me what you are! Tell me why Johnny did this to you!” Yuta growled as your cried out in indescribable pain. Your hits didn’t seem to phase or impress him.

“Fuck you, Yuta! Get off of me!”

Yuta only smirked. His dark eyes widening, he takes pleasure in seeing you suffer like this, especially after you dared to hit him.

He dug his thumb into your rib, the same place he had kicked earlier. Your scream grows louder.

“Weak! I’m weak!!” Tears escape as you struggle to ignore the pains in all parts of your body.

Yuta lets you go and lifts himself off of you.

He rolls his neck as he looks down at you condescendingly.

You roll over onto your side and hug yourself while you cry.

“You’re weak, you’re soft, but worst of all, you’re wasting my time.” He says lowly as he steps into his house and closes the sliding door, locking you out to make you sleep outside in the cold once again.

You looked up when you heard the clicking of the door. Was he opening it up for you? Would he finally let you sleep inside?

“Tako!” He clicked his tongue to get his cat’s attention. You didn’t even notice that Tako had been watching you cry quietly.

He quickly ran inside and you heard the door slide and lock again.

Yuta was half-hoping that this treatment would make you give up and leave. A part of him didn’t care about this drama you were in. But another part of him wanted you to grow stronger. He could see the hurt in your eyes and he doesn’t know why he’s decided to care. He hates that he feels sympathy for someone he just met. You needed to be tougher, but he wasn’t sure how much time you had before Johnny would find you and put you to the test. Yuta couldn’t help but be worried for you.

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[A Month Later]

Your training with Yuta got better steadily. You were slow at first, but with practice you started to trust yourself and your body more.

Yuta helped you develop your physical as well as mental well-being. You had grown to be more spiritual, seeing yourself as a being with infinite talents.

“You have to feel every movement in your heart first, then you have to visualize it. But you must do it quickly. Werewolves get off on fear, they smell it, they anticipate it. And if Johnny is as powerful as you say, he’ll smell your fear from a mile away. He’ll know what you plan to do before you do. So you have to be unpredictable.”

Yuta sat across from you with his arms over his crossed legs. His gaze was intense as he spoke. His black hair tied out of his face and his expression stern.

The two of you had gotten to know each other over the weeks, you weren’t best friends or anything, but you felt safe around him.

He still spoke harsh words to make you angry, but you had gotten used to his method of teaching and learned not to take it personally.

Apart from having to eat alone, sleep outside on cold gravel, and adorn bruises in new spots on the daily..living with Yuta wasn’t that bad.

“Johnny has super strength and speed, but he’s not like Jaehyun, he can’t read minds.” You said quietly.

“Doesn’t matter. He’ll still get to you before you even draw the string on your crossbow or pull out your katana.”

Yuta sighed and looked at the ground before continuing.

“We can only be thankful that we do know his one weakness.”

Your brows furrowed. “What’s that?”

He looked up at you and chuckled. “You. It’s you. If he’s this intent on finding you..you were more than just the carrier of his baby..you have a piece of his heart. He clearly can’t let you go.”

You shook your head. “I doubt it, he doesn’t care about me and even if he did, how does that give me the upper hand?”

“Y/n...you really are naive..” Yuta shook his head.

“Johnny has a lust for power..but he also has a lust for you.”

Yuta stands up and draws out his sword.

“Stand up.”

You stand up quickly and grab your katana. The two of you had done this before. You’d fight for what felt like hours with your katana, and you always ended up with cuts on your neck and arms.

But you thought about what Yuta said today. You really thought about your movement. You visualized your attack before actually making it.

You went back and forth, clinking the swords together, making sure to block each other’s attacks so you wouldn’t be sliced open like fresh pieces of meat. It was difficult and scary, you could die at any moment. But what did you have to lose?

Yuta was shocked by your determination. At the end of the day, you always ended up with multiple cuts along your perfect skin, yet you kept going.

He could see the passion in your eyes, you were growing and becoming a fighter, you were no longer filled with immense sadness. You were filled with a beautiful fire that he wanted to nurture and grow even more.

Your robe had come loose slightly as you spun around with the katana after blocking his attack. The move revealed the soft skin of your chest and cleavage, causing him to become distracted for a split second.

You were able to swipe the blade across his abdomen. He cried out and fell to the ground on his knees.

“Shit! Yuta!” You dropped your katana and kneeled down in front of him.

Yuta only chuckled. “It’s okay, that was good.”

“I’m so sorry!” You apologized and took his hand away from his center so you could see how bad the cut was.

“Don’t worry, it’s not that deep, but it sure as hell hurts.” Yuta looked up at you and adored your face. Your eyes wide with worry, your lips parted, your delicate face decorated by sweat and straggly hairs that escaped your ponytail.

Your eyes drifted upwards to his and you caught his stare. You didn’t notice that you had been holding his hand even as you examined the wound.

You also didn’t notice that your robe was lose until he glanced down.

“Oh.” You became frazzled and quickly tied your robe.

Yuta smirked at how nervous you got and stood up. “That’s it for today. We’ll start with the crossbow tomorrow.” He groaned and headed back inside his house.

“Yuta..” you looked to the ground as you called his name, still embarrassed by your exposed skin.

He turned and winced at the pain.

“Are you sure you’ll be okay?” You were still worried.

Yuta smiled for the first time, and it was amazing. It was like the sun had personally come down to greet you. It was beautiful and brought about a ridiculously handsome look to the already gorgeous man.

You wished he would smile more. Would it take him getting hurt more for you to see this daily?

“I’m fine, I’ve stitched myself up more times that I can remember.” He started to close the door, but stopped.

“Actually, you said you were a bartender, right?”

You ran into Yuta’s kitchen and gathered all the ingredients you needed.

Yuta was getting his first aid kit together while you whipped up a delicious alcoholic beverage.

“Make it strong, I don’t want to feel this shit.” He yelled out from the bathroom.

You smiled to yourself as you watched the vodka fill his glass and disperse the cocktail or lemon juice, sparkling water and berries you collected from his garden. It has been a while since you did what you do best, so you were happy to mix a drink for him.

Y/n..

A voice suddenly entered your ear. It was a soft whisper, but you swore the person was right behind you. You turned around quickly, but saw nothing.

Yuta was still in the bathroom, you could hear the water running.

Y/n...

The voice said again and your heart started to race when you recognized the voice.

“Johnny?” You called out, your grip around the glass grew weak, your eyes became watery, your breathing became shallow. A chill in the air made you shiver.

Time stood still for a moment and you didn’t know what to do. Johnny was nowhere to be found. Were you just imagining things?

“What’s wrong?” Yuta said once he walked into the kitchen and saw the look on your face.

You looked back at him and shook your head. “It’s nothing.. here.” You gave a small smile and handed him the glass from your trembling hands.

He took the glass but stepped close to you, locking you in between him and the counter.

“Don’t lie to me, what happened?” He knew something was wrong when you started crying suddenly.

You shivered. “I-I don’t know, Yuta..I thought I heard him..but I..”

Yuta’s eyes grew and he looked to the floor. “He’s trying to find you..”

“How does he still do this to me, Yuta? I feel like..I can’t breathe..my heart, it wants me to go to him.”

“Don’t...” Yuta turned away from you and headed to the dining room.

He groaned as he sat down slowly.

“You have to remember what he put you through, always remember your pain first and foremost. It’s difficult to remember the pain our loved ones brought us, but we have to in order to be stronger.” Yuta gulped the strong drink down.

You nodded and wiped your eyes. “How’s your wound?”

Yuta closed his eyes tightly as the bitter taste of the alcohol settled in.

He lifted up his shirt to show you a wound almost completely healed.

Your eyes grew. “W-Wait, how-“

“We have witches and herbs here too, you know.” He winked.

You nodded and turned to leave.

But before you did, you turned to him to ask one last question.

“What happened to you, Yuta? How did you become this..a hunter? And why did you stop?”

“What is this? Twenty questions?” Yuta rolled his eyes.

“The truth always comes out when you’re drunk.” You have him a playful wink and smile.

You just wanted a distraction, something to lighten the mood and make you forget about the monster that was so close to finding you. The monster that still made you tremble.

And Yuta knew this. He knew you were shaken up by it, so he caved. He had a painful past too, but he didn’t mind sharing it with you for some reason.

“I was in love once..I was happy..” Yuta looked on the centerpiece that sat on the dining table. It was a small sculpture of a beautiful ballerina.

You sat down across from him and waited for him to continue. He swallowed hard.

“But my younger brother..he grew jealous of me, he had a young love that passed away suddenly of an incurable illness. And when he passed, my brother grew heartless, he hated happiness. He hated anyone that lived happily, because he couldn’t. His lover never got the chance to be happy.. death had snatched him away, but why? Why couldn’t death take someone else? Why him?”

You felt sadness wash over you as you thought of the pain Yuta’s brother endured.

“A year passed and he barely spoke to me, he lived alone and stayed away from us, his family. But once I got married to Hina..my dear Hina..” Yuta’s frowned turned into a small smile as he started to think of the wonderful memories he shared with Hina.

He cleared his throat. “Once I got married..I started to see my brother more often..and I thought he was getting over his lover’s death, I thought he was moving on and finally deciding to spend more time with me...but I was wrong.” Yuta looked up at you and gritted his teeth.

“He betrayed me..he gained my trust, he gained Hina’s trust and one day, he said they were going to the market to pick up vegetables for the family dinner we had planned that evening. At the time, we lived in the city, so I had to clean up our apartment and get things ready while they headed out to the countryside.”

He looked down and blinked slowly. “My brother..took Hina to the werewolves...he was one himself, but at the time I had no idea they even existed. They turned her into one..they manipulated and tricked her so she turned on me. She was no longer my bright Hina that loved cherry pie and Pikachu. She became...a monster, something I couldn’t recognize.” 

“I tried to hold onto her when my brother brought her to me to boast about what he’d done. He laughed as I cried and felt pain, telling me that the alpha had rewarded him greatly for bringing a woman that he could turn and impregnate. The alpha was growing an army of werewolves in the woods and needed more women. I tried to make her stay, tried to tell her that I’d love her regardless of what she was..but..” Yuta choked up. He had never shown this much emotion to you before.

“You don’t have to continue, Yuta..I’m sorry.”

But he swallowed hard and continued, wiping away his tears and staring at the table. “She called me a fool and left me, she said she never loved me and that she belonged to her alpha. I didn’t fight hard enough.. I didn’t try. They would taunt me some nights. I would have dreams of being with her. Dreams of walking under cherry blossom trees, holding hands as we feed birds and swimming in crystal blues lakes. Sweet dreams that I wanted to live in forever, then they’d turn into nightmares. I’d wake up after feeling like I’ve been scratched or bitten.” 

“Then one day she appeared in my apartment with her alpha. She was happy and pregnant, her alpha was always holding her close, kissing her cheek in front of me. And I couldn’t do anything, I was powerless. My brother got what he wanted. He wanted someone else to feel the pain of losing someone they loved, someone they’d cross the Earth for.”

“I still loved her.. I only wanted the best for her..but they started to hunt and kill people in our town as their pack grew. I knew I had to stop them. I trained. I told myself I was doing it so I could stop them, but really..I thought becoming a hunter would give me the chance to get her back..”

Your eyes widened. You wondered what happened next.

“I..killed them..all of them..I saved her for last because she was merciless. She was incredibly strong, and fought me like she didn’t know who I was. At the last moment, she grabbed a child from a nearby village as I chased her through the woods. She was going to eat her so I had to shoot an arrow into her chest.. I tried to save her..but I couldn’t. Ever since then, I’ve tried to save innocent people from those terrible beasts. I’ve made a name for myself as a werewolf hunter and fought the worst of the worst. Jaehyun hates me so much, he got me put on the no-fly list so I can’t leave this place. But I don’t care...I don’t regret anything. The only thing I regret is ever having the nerve to trust someone.”

He paused.

His eyes started to tear up again as he looked on the smiling ballerina.

“She was a dancer..the best..”

“Yuta..” you reached out to hold his hand but he pulled away and stood up.

“Now you know why I’m like this..it’s time for you to leave.”

Your mouth fell open, you didn’t know what to say, but Yuta didn’t want to hear it anyway.

He knew you pitied him, and a part of him was embarrassed to get this personal with someone that he had no future with.

You nodded and got up.

“I’m sorry.” You say and you’re about to open the sliding door but he stops you.

“Y/n..where are you going? It’s raining.” Yuta runs a hand through his hair once he realizes that his tone was unnecessarily harsh towards you.

You shrugged your shoulders. “It wouldn’t be the first time that I’ve slept in the rain, Yuta.”

Yuta walks up to you and places a hand on the door to keep you from opening it.

You look up into his eyes and furrow your brows.

He licks his lips and breathed heavily. “Sleep here..in my bed..”

Your eyes widen.

“I mean, not with me in it..” Yuta rolls his eyes. “If you get sick, it’ll only slow down your training and I can’t have that, so sleep in here after you shower.”

Yuta walks away as your mouth falls open.

You never would’ve thought he’d let you sleep in the house let alone his bed.

Maybe he was a nice man.

“W-where will you sleep?” You ask.

“Lucky for you, I’ve got a sweet hammock with my name on it.”

Yuta plops down into the hammock in his living room. You never noticed it, but it did look comfortable.

“Pspspsps..” he calls over Tako who happily jumps into his lap as the hammock swings back and forth gently.

Tako curls into his lap while Yuta’s head falls back. He closes his eyes and rests his hands on the back of his head.

You laugh to yourself quietly and turn the lights off before heading to the bathroom.

—————

You wake upon a plush bed for the first time in months . It feels heavenly so as the daylight pours in through the blinds, you smile to yourself and hug the blanket over you.

But then, everything clicks, you jump up in the bed and realize that it’s not yours. You stand up and quickly fix the pillows and smooth the sheets.

You leave the room and walk around the house quietly, trying not to wake Yuta up.

Yuta, however, is nowhere to be found, you look over to the hammock and see that he’s not in it anymore, nor is he in the kitchen.

Tako is still eating his breakfast from his bowl in the kitchen.

“Your father just fed you, so where is he?”

You open the sliding door to the backyard and hear water splashing. When you walk around the bushes and go deeper into it, you see Yuta is taking a bath in a large stone that was placed in the ground and shaped like a tub. You always bathed in it, but never thought he used it since he always used the shower in his bathroom.

It was hidden in the center of shrubs and flowers, but you peeked through a small opening and looked on him.

This is wrong, isn’t it? Hmmm a peak won’t hurt.

You look onto Yuta radiant skin, created and graced by the gods themselves. His waist slender but his arms were quite brawny.

His skin was littered in scars. He had been through so much in his life as a hunter, and his scars showed that it wasn’t easy. It took a toll on him physically and mentally as well. You understood why he no longer hunted.

Yuta turns to rinse his chest and stomach now and you bite your lips at the site of the water running down him. His abs and pecs are strong and sculpted, his wet hair is slicked back, revealing his dark, long lashes and high cheekbones. He so perfect it almost seems like he’s moving in slow motion. It’s like he’s shooting a commercial for some expensive cologne.

Just when your mind starts to run wild with lustful thoughts, you feel a light scratch on your ankle.

You yelp and look down at the source.

It’s Tako, gazing up at you with those big green eyes. He’s clearly not amused by you watching his father bathe.

But your sound of shock gives your location away. You look back up at Yuta and see that he is still rinsing himself off. Maybe he didn’t hear you.

You hurriedly tip toe away and back into the house.

Yuta smirks to himself and thinks about how cute you are, peeping through bushes to watch him bathe.

———————

[A Week Later]

You continue to improve and become familiar with the crossbow. Yuta tells you all about it and how the arrows must be covered in silver to make any sort of impact.

Your aim becomes better, but you have to be faster.

“If a werewolf is coming at you full speed, you can’t hesitate.” Yuta looks into your eyes. He stands to your side and places his hand over yours on the arrow.

He has to step closer to you so that you can draw the arrow back together. You feel his hot breath on you, you smell his fresh scent and feel the warmth of his body on yours. His hands are rough, but he touches you ever so lightly.

Sweat formulates on your forehead as you breathe heavily.

“And just like that..” his voice comes out in a low whisper.

“Release.”

When you both let the arrow go, it shoots straight through the center of the  mannequin’s chest.

Yuta still stands close to you. You turn to look up at him as he stares into your eyes.

“What’s wrong?” You ask him.

“That was weak, what were you thinking about?” Yuta is intimidating. It’s like he always knows when you’re not focused.

“Nothing, Yuta. I just..” you stumbled over your words.

“Just what? Thinking about last week when you watched me bathe?”

You blink fast. “I..wasn’t watching you..what are you talking about?”

“I’m a werewolf hunter, you can’t hide from me, y/n.” Yuta smirked.

“I-I don’t know what you’re talking about.” You walk towards the mannequin to remove the arrow.

Yuta stepped back and chuckled. “Suuuure.”

You rolled your eyes, but silently curse yourself.

There’s a growing tension between you and Yuta and you can’t explain it, but the more familiar the two of you got with each other, the more you wanted from him. Yeah, maybe the two of you were emotionally unstable, but that didn’t stop you from wanting a physical connection with someone. Yuta would touch you more, he’d let you sleep in his bed while he slept on the hammock, and now, he started to cook for you.

He was doing the bare minimum, but it meant so much to you and you couldn’t help but look on him fondly.

Later that evening, you’re taking your usual evening bath. You lay back and enjoy the warm water that soothes your aching body, your arms laid out along the sides. The soft breeze and gentle, dimming sunset makes you feel euphoric. You close your eyes and try to clear your head, unaware of the peeping eyes that now watched you.

Yuta watched the way your head fell back and you neck elongated. Your hair shiny and long lashes darkened by the water.

You looked incredibly beautiful in the sunset, he had to watch you. He had been watching you since you washed your back and revealed the large scars on it. He wondered how you had gotten them since Johnny never seemed to have hurt you.

You hear the bushes shuffle a little bit as Yuta makes noise on purpose to scare you.

Your eyes flicker open and you look to the side that you heard the noise from.

“Hello?” You call out and sit up straight in the large tub.

Yuta steps out from the bushes, he looks into your eyes and doesn’t hide his stare even when you cover your chest with your arms. It looks like he’s just left the shower as he stands in front of you in only a silk robe and his long, wet hair.

“Yuta...” you call out his name in a sweet, but low tone. He steps closer and you relax, removing your arms from your chest and sinking back down.

“What happened to your back?” Yuta’s gaze is hungry and you want him to come closer.

“Tell me about your battle wounds..and I’ll tell you about mine..” you tilt your head to tell him to come inside the tub with you.

Yuta drapes his robe off and steps into the tub. He steps closer to you, your back hitting the edge as you can’t back away any more.

“It’s not so nice being watched, is it?” Yuta smirks.

“Well..I don’t mind it, as long as it’s you.” You whisper but you look at his lips as you speak, ready to feel them on yours.

Yuta leans forward and kisses you, his tongue instantly darting across the plump surface for entrance. You hold onto his back and press his  body closer to yours. You kissed with a sense of urgency, like you had both been longing for this moment for some time.

Your heart beat fast as he bit your bottom lip lightly then kisses your jawline. His steamy breath decorates it while his hand runs through your hair.

The warm water feels amazing on your two bodies joined together like intertwined fingers.

Yuta cups your breast, massaging the nipple in between his thumb and index finger while he watched your mouth fall open.

He kisses your mouth once again, kissing it sloppily and with haste as your whines push him along.

Yuta continues to mark the delicate skin of your neck while massaging your scalp.

You take his face into your hands and look into his eyes deeply. You bite your lips.

“Touch me.”

Yuta kisses you again, never letting go this time while you wrap your arms around his neck and let your body float upwards in the water.

Your legs wrap around his waist. You feel Yuta run his hands up and down your thighs before running his fingers along your slit.

You shiver at the light touch on your sensitive skin, but whimper quietly.

He pushes his fingers into you, letting go of your lips once more so he can watch you shudder at the feeling of his fingers inside you.

You reach down and stroke his member as he continued to push his long fingers into you, his thumb drawing circles on your bud while you cry out his name.

He groans as he feels your soft hand pumping him and rubbing along his tip.

He can’t seem to focus now as the feeling begins to take over, he stares at your naked body, your breasts rising up and down in the water as you ride his fingers, the way your mouth stays open as he stretches you out.

You let go of his member and place your legs down. You turn around and push your butt out as you hold onto the edge of the tub.

“Fuck me, Yuta.”

Yuta gently places your hair to the right side of your neck so he can see your beautiful face as he takes you from behind. He places small kisses on the exposed side before holding your waist and pulling you back towards him. Pushing into you slowly while you gasp.

He takes both wrists in his hand and places them above your head before pushing in and out of you, taking his time so he can feel your walls tighten around his veiny member.

His thrusts are slow but hard, hitting your sweet spot once he finally pushes in all the way.He groans when you clench around him, throwing his head back to keep his hair from falling in his face.

The water splashes onto the ground as he moves faster. Your whimpers grow louder and your satiny walls start to clench around him without control, driving him crazy. He kisses your lips while he makes sultry, hot love to you during the sunset. His chest covers your back and you feel safe. The love Yuta makes to you feels sincere, he kisses you like he can’t let go, like he needs your love to breathe.

And when he isn’t kissing you, his touch is gentle. He gazed at you like you’re a precious gift.

His hips snap into you and you cry out his name. He grunts and starts to rub your clit again with his other hand.

You can feel the bruise start to form on your neck as Yuta sucks on it harder.

Yuta kisses your lips then looks into your eyes as he rubs and pushes in faster. “Cum for me, baby.” he leans into your ear and whispers lowly.

You quiver around him as you climax, a loud moan leaving your mouth as you become dizzy and your eyes close tightly.

Yuta climaxes after, still kissing your lips as he comes. His movement slows and you both breathe heavily once your done kissing.

He pulls out and steps away to the opposite side of the tub while you turn around.

Yuta brushes his hair back with his fingers, his face looking stressed as he looks into the water.

“What’s wrong?” You ask him.

“Nothing.” Yuta says sternly, his tone and mood is the complete opposite of what it was just minutes ago.

Did he regret doing this? Was he thinking about Hina?

“Yuta-“ you start but he gets up and walks out of the tub. He swiftly throws his robe on and heads back to the house.

When you dry yourself and head in, you see that he’s already fallen asleep on his hammock.

—————

[Later That Night]

You’re sleeping when you hear an airy voice call your name. You shift on your side and ignore it, thinking it was something from your dream.

But then, you hear it calling you again. You open your eyes lazily and look around for Yuta.

You squint and see that no one is there in the darkness. So you lean over to the bedside lamp and turn it on.

When you look back at the end of the bed, you’re startled to see Jaehyun..

“Jaehyun?” You whisper his name then jump on the bed and crawl towards him.

“What happened?”

Your eyes widen when you see that Jaehyun’s chest has been ripped open. The bones of his ribcage stick out into the air. He is covered in blood and his face is covered in scars. His chest is hollow and when you look closer, you see that it’s empty, no heart rests in the cavity.

Your eyes start to tear up. “J-Jaehyun..”

Jaehyun looked away from your eyes. He exhales then sits on the foot of your bed. You rush to sit beside him and look at him questioningly.

“He won, y/n. I tried..but..I wasn’t strong enough.” His voice was somber, his eyes low as he stared at the floor. This was unlike him, he was quiet, sad, defeated.

You reach out to hold his hand, but your hand falls onto the bed and that’s when you realize what else is different with Jaehyun. He doesn’t have a glow about him because you’re dreaming, no, he glows because he’s a ghost.

Jaehyun looks at you while your mouth falls open.

“He..he did this to you?”

“Yes..and he’ll do the same to you. You have to stay away from him. When you ran away, father died shortly after. Johnny lost it. He started killing anyone that would challenge or disagree with him..”

Jaehyun looks to the floor again.

“I couldn’t stop him..I don’t think anyone can. Don’t go back, y/n, you can’t go back.”

You swallowed hard. “I have to stop him. I have to-“

“You don’t understand! He’s powerful, by killing me he’s attained my abilities. He’s still trying to harness them, but in no time he’ll be unstoppable once he controls them. He told me that he will find you and kill you since he can’t have you, y/n. He’s furious that you ran away.”

Jaehyun’s voice got louder. He furrowed his brows and looked at you with anger.

You drew in a sharp breath. “So it was him..”

You thought about the afternoon when you were in the kitchen and heard his voice. Johnny was using telepathy he attained from Jaehyun and was trying to find you.

“He spoke to me the other day, Jaehyun. What if he already knows where I am.”

“He is still in the learning phase. It takes much energy to find someone that is thousands of miles away. He won’t be able to find you for now, for sight and touch are the most difficult senses to develop when trying to contact people telepathically.” Jaehyun’s face relaxes.

“I’m going to kill him, Jaehyun..” tears run down your cheeks as you look at the final state of Jaehyun before his death. You could tell he put up a fight.

Jaehyun closes his eyes and sighs. “I had a feeling you’d say that...it seems I can’t stop you either.”

“I can’t run away forever, he’ll think I’m afraid and he doesn’t deserve that satisfaction.” You shake your head.

“If you do decide to fight him, you have to do it soon. He’ll kill more people to get stronger. He’ll destroy towns until he gets to you. He has broken the laws of nature because he knows no one can stop him. There is an imbalance that can only be corrected if he is stopped.”

Jaehyun looks around and down at his hands as he starts to fade.

Your eyes widen. “W-what’s happening? Don’t leave me, please.” You beg but Jaehyun only smiles.

“I don’t have much time, I transferred all of my funds to the credit card I gave you. I had a feeling that everything would go to shit fast, so I forged a marriage license between us. Everything from my life insurance policy will go to that card, because I listed you as the beneficiary. I told my some guys I know not to look for you, but to make sure everything runs smoothly in case I’m gone..”

“W-Wait, Wait..we’re married? How-“

Your brows furrow.

“I have connections, baby.” He gives a wink, but his tone turns more serious when he glances down to your lips.

“We could’ve been great, you and me...” Jaehyun says softly. “I’m sorry I was greedy, I’m sorry I couldn’t stop him in time. This is the least I can do to help you.”

“Jaehyun..” you tried to touch him again, but felt nothing but cool air at your finger tips.

“Live as I would live, y/n. Take care of yourself. I hope you can forgive me.” Jaehyun leans forward and kisses your forehead. You barely feel it as he starts to disappear completely.

You burst into tears. “No..no, don’t leave.”

But Jaehyun is no longer there. It’s just you now on the bed, you hold your face in your hands and sob quietly.

—————

[A Week Later]

Doyoung is gathering medicine from trees in the woods behind his house, he places them into his basket and heads back to his house.

Once he enters it, he notices that something isn’t right. The air is different, the smell is putrid. Something smells of death.

When he looks down, he sees that the trail of wolf’s bane he placed on the floor has been disturbed, it’s no longer straight and has been broken in the middle.

Doyoung’s eyes grow, he looks around and listens closely.

“You dare to enter the house of a witch without permission?”

Doyoung sees Johnny with his all-Seeing eye, he’s looking around his bedroom while Doyoung stands still at the doorway waiting for him to appear.

Johnny turns the corner and walks slowly towards Doyoung.

“It’s been a while since we’ve seen each other, Doyoung.” Johnny’s voice comes out gravelly.

Doyoung looks sternly at Johnny, he already knows why he is there. He knows that Johnny has gone on a killing spree since you ran away. He’s dangerous and from the look on his grim face, his red eyes and messy hair, he can tell that he hasn’t slept for days. Doyoung can also smell the blood on his hands, he can hear the screams of both innocent people and other werewolves, he can see the fear in their eyes as Johnny took their lives away.

It’s too much for Doyoung, it makes him sick. He knows Johnny has broken the laws of nature and deserves to die for it, but he didn’t want to challenge him alone. He would need multiple witches to take him down with him and they were nowhere to be found.

“You must leave.” Doyoung turns to his kitchen and starts to take his herbs from his basket.

Meanwhile, Johnny tried to read Doyoung’s mind, he tries to access his thoughts and previous conversations in an effort to find out where you are.

But Doyoung has protected his mind with a spell, no one can read it.

Johnny curses to himself and feels the fury in his chest start to build. The desire to kill grows strong. He’s so angry he can’t control it, every time he thinks he gets closer to finding you, he gets blocked and ends up with nothing. But not this time, he would see to it that he’d get information.

He looks around Doyoung’s place, sniffing so that he can pick up your scent. If you did get rid of his baby, Doyoung was the closest witch to town. Jaehyun would’ve surely taken you here.

“Where is she, Doyoung?” Johnny walks around calmly, and right then, he picks up a subtle scent of your hair from the corner of the center room.

He walks over to it. And closes his eyes, tapping into his telepathic ability to hear and see what exactly happened in that corner.

But he has no luck. He only smells you, so he knows for sure that you were there.

“I don’t know who ‘she’ is, I’ve been alone for quite some time now.” Doyoung responds, still tending to his herbs.

“You’re lying to me and I don’t like being lied to..” Johnny chuckles. “I can smell her.”

Doyoung sighs. “You’re a fool, even if I did know where she is, I have no obligation to answer to you. You’re pathetic and a coward, killing everyone to find her. She ran away from you for a reason, Johnny. Just let her go.”

Johnny’s expression grows serious. “Tell me where she is, and you won’t get hurt like the others.”

Doyoung scoffs and turns to him. He places his herbs down then walks over to Johnny.

He swings his hand and the front door to his house flies open.

“Are you threatening me? Do I need to remind you of what will happen if you kill a witch? There’s the door, get out.”

And Doyoung was right. Johnny was breaking many rules, but the one rule he couldn’t break was to kill a witch. Centuries ago, supernatural creatures made an agreement that they would all be bound to. And in that agreement, a law states that a werewolf’s supernatural abilities would only remain in tact if they agreed to never kill a witch. Furthermore, they would be instantly beheaded by the High Priestess, the oldest witch on Earth.

Johnny knew he couldn’t break this rule, but he also knew that he wanted to send a message to all supernatural creatures.

“Who said anything about killing you?” Johnny gives a devilish smile, his eyes grow into a stronger, deeper shade of red. Doyoung’s brows furrowed and he backs away.

Johnny uses his elongating claws and grabs Doyoung’s neck. He raises him until Doyoung’s feet dangle two feet above the floor.

Doyoung tightens his hand around Johnny’s wrist as he struggles to breathe.

With his other hand, Doyoung motions for a wooden chair to fly into Johnny’s back, but Johnny uses telekinesis to stop it from colliding into him, causing it to shatter into one hundred pieces.

His hand tightens around Doyoung’s throat as his face turns red.

The Johnny you knew wouldn’t have done this, but that Johnny was gone. He was now a tiny voice in the back of the head of a monster.

“Since you won’t tell me, I’ll make sure you never speak to anyone else again.” Johnny smirks, his eyes grow and he uses his other hand to force Doyoung’s mouth open.

Doyoung screams when Johnny pierces the center of his tongue with his big, sharp nail.

He then uses it as a hook and tugs it, ripping Doyoung’s tongue out of his wide open mouth.

Blood gushes out from Doyoung’s mouth, he starts to choke on it. He’s in so much pain, he doesn’t know what to do. If he should attack Johnny or think of a spell to reattach it.

His tongue flies onto the floor as Johnny drops his body. Doyoung cries, holding his bleeding mouth with one hand. He reaches out to his tongue with the other hand and attempts to pull it towards him, but Johnny picks it up and tosses it into his mouth, his fangs tearing through the tough and thick organ before swallowing it.

Johnny laughs loudly and licks his lips.

Doyoung tries to cry out “No,” but he can’t, he can no longer make any sound.

In a fit of rage, Doyoung motions to a glass of hogweed sitting on his counter.

He tries to throw it at Johnny, in an effort to blind him, but Johnny quickly reverses Doyoung’s telekinetic action, forcing it back to Doyoung. The glass shatters and the powdered hogweed enters Doyoung’s eyes.

Doyoung now rubs his eyes as the sharp, stabbing pain rubs throughout his entire body.

He flops on the floor, unable to think of what to do to ease the pain. Johnny looks down on him and tilts his head.

“You can’t see, cant talk..what good are you now as a witch?” Johnny chuckles and steps over him before heading out the door.

—————

[The Next Day]

Johnny uses his acquired senses from killing Jaehyun to reach out to you in your dreams.

He thinks that he is able to finally harness the ability. He wants to see your surroundings, but even more, he wants to see you, touch you, feel you again.

He sits up in the center or his dark room and crosses his legs. He is surrounded by the old silk robe you left, a hair tie you used to use, and your silver ring that he had to pick up with tongs. Having your things around him would allow him to bring about your image in his mind.

His eyes close, his eyes roll in the back of his head and he breathes slowly, he drifts into his dark mind, gradually forgetting about everything else and only focusing on his memory of you. 

After a few minutes, he finds you.

He sees that you’re sleeping in a bed, but he can’t figure out exactly where you are.

Your room is pretty plain, you cover yourself tightly with white sheets.

He looks down on you as you sleep quietly. He makes note that it’s nighttime where you are but daytime where he is, you’re no longer in the same country as him.

He looks out of the window in your room, and sees a few bushes but nothing that stands out.

So he turns back to you, adoring the way you’re curled up and you’re lips are pouted. He hasn’t seen you in so long, his human heart jumps in happiness for the first time in weeks.

He felt a tinge of hope when he had called out to you a few weeks ago and you said his name. He knew he was getting close. But now, he needed to know if he could finally touch you.

He gently rubs his finger across your face, his breath hitching in his throat and eyes widening when he feels the soft, cool skin of your cheek.

He starts to smile and sits down on the edge of the bed, waiting for you to wake up.

“Oh, my love, where are you?”

He says lowly.

Your eyes open slowly, you rub them with your small fists and squint.

“Hello? Who’s there?” You ask, but as your eyes focus, you see a pair of glowing red eyes and jump up in your bed.

You turn on the light and start to pant.

“J-Johnny? How did you-“

You’re shocked to see Johnny, he’s stronger and still handsome but his eyes are darker, they’re no longer doe eyes of kindness, they’re eyes of horror. He’s nothing like how he was when you were together.

He smiles as he looks at you and takes in your features.

You look around nervously when you realize that he might know where you are, but then you remember that he doesn’t know you’re with Yuta because Yuta sleeps on the hammock in the next room. If he’s contacting you telepathically, then he can only see your room.

You sit up straight and calm yourself.

“I know why you’re here, Johnny, I know your plan, I know that you lied to me!”

“I’m sorry..y/n..” he reaches out and places his large hand on yours.

“You were gonna kill me! You got me pregnant just so you could be the alpha! You told me..you loved me.” You couldn’t help but cry as you watched the monster in front of you, what did he do with man you once loved?

Johnny wipes away your tears, his face full of regret and sadness once he sees you cry.

His human side had taken over now, it always did when he thought about you, you made him weak, you calmed him down, made him remember he had a heart. It made him...human.

“Shhh don’t cry..I was going to save you, y/n.” The werewolf within him chuckles as he hears himself lie.

You know you couldn’t save her.

“Come back to me please..I miss you.” Johnny swallows hard and scoots closer to you.

You know that Johnny is trying to lure you in, but with each touch you remember all the moments you had together. The summer days you spent laughing and talking, the winter nights you spent cuddled up and watching horror movies. The days at the conservatory when you would walk around and listen to him talk about the beautiful shrubs and flowers in it. You would watch him speak with such passion because he clearly loved his job.

You remembered waking up to him cooking breakfast for you, the wonderful omelettes he made. You heard the sounds of the fair you guys went to and his glorious laugh, you saw his smile and felt his lips on yours, it all felt so real, like you were experiencing everything all over again. Johnny was manipulating your emotions, making you see these memories so it could break you.

And it seemed to work.

Johnny holds your face in his hand, he looks into your large eyes and leans down to kiss you. You kiss him back, closing your eyes and allowing yourself to fall weak into his arms like putty. It feels like the first time you kissed, slow and magical, his tongue playfully dancing with yours.

Everything feels so real, his soft lips on yours, his gentle touch.

He lays down beside you while your lips are still attached to his.

You caress his arms as he leans over you and fixes himself between your legs.

He draws the strap of your nightgown down and kisses along your collar bone.

You moan when you feel his broad chest on yours. His fingers prance along the skin of your inner thigh, moving dangerously close to the apex.

He lowers his lips to your chest, bringing the trim of the gown down to reveal your perky nipples. He licks around them while you whimper. You can feel your legs start to waver, you can feel his growing member push against the fabric of your panties.

You push your body upwards and grind against him to increase the friction. Your head falls back and Johnny moans as he continues to rub his covered member along your growing heat.

He sucks hard on your collar bone to decorate it with a bruise. His mind becomes giddy, he smells your beautiful womanhood, he can’t taste your sweet skin, your lovely mewls enter his ears and he silently goes crazy. He finally gets to feel you again. He finally has you under him and in his hands.

You lock eyes for a moment when he pulls away and looks down at you. You cherish his beautiful face, his hair wavy and dangling in front of his forehead. His eyes were softer now, you no longer saw red and he smelled like flowers, the ones he always brought home from his conservatory for you.

He licks his swollen lips then goes back to kissing you. Your kisses become hastier, he pushes into you harder, making sure to feel your covered slit.

“More..more please..” you’re tired of his teasing.

“I can give you more...just tell me where you are..and I’ll be right there..” Johnny sucks your nipple again and listens to you moan.

And you’re so needy and hot that you almost fall for it, you throw your head back once you feel his fingers push into your panties, and trace up and down your needy bud.

“I-“ you start but stop when you hear Jaehyun’s voice echo in the back of your mind.

Or was it more than that?

You quickly glance over to the side while Johnny still kisses your neck and see the ghost of Jaehyun actually in your room again.

You see his bloody chest and it all comes back to you.

“He’s lying. He wants to kill you, y/n. Don’t forget why you’re here.” Jaehyun looks on you sternly.

Your eyes become teary, but Johnny places his lips onto yours again. Your eyes flutter shut and when you open them once again, Jaehyun is gone.

You stop kissing Johnny and holds his face away from yours. He furrows his brows and looks at your lips while breathing heavily.

“I don’t..love you anymore, Johnny.”

Johnny blinks slowly and lifts himself off of you. His eyes become watery as your words echo in his head. He lost you.

You fix your gown and look up at him before swallowing hard.

“I’d like you to leave.”

Johnny’s eyes once filled with regret and yearning are now full of fire. They return to the glowing red color you had seen before.

“You can’t run away from me forever.” He says huskily and holds up his claw with scary, elongated nails. He’s about to gash into your chest, but you stop him.

“I know..I’ll be seeing you soon, Johnny.” You say before grabbing a small knife under your pillow and slicing Johnny’s throat, his apparition disappearing right before your eyes.

Johnny is abruptly transported back to his dull room, he holds his throat and takes in a sharp breath, shocked by how real the attack felt.

You lay back down in your bed and gaze at the ceiling. Johnny almost had you, he almost made you his again. You were weak and you shouldn’t have been.

You had to remember who he really was, what he had done to you.Your mind runs wild with thoughts, you know you can’t go back to sleep, so you decide to practice shooting with your crossbow until the sun rises and another day begins.

—————

[A Month Later]

“Do you think you’re ready?” Yuta asks while wrapping your arms with tape.

“Do you think I am?” You wait for him to look up at you. Ever since you made love, Yuta was hesitant to look into your eyes. He felt something he couldn’t explain.

He does look up at you as he tightens the tape. “I’m worried for you.”

He finally lets out and it’s true, he doesn’t want to get closer to you because he’s not sure if you’ll make it out alive. And he can’t help you because he is forbidden from being involved in supernatural affairs. Not to mention the fact that he’s also on the no-fly list.

He can’t lose another person he cares for.

You purse your lips and look away. “Don’t be. I’m ready.”

You want to get it over with so you can finally be free of Johnny. You want to live your life. What he did to you was unforgivable and he had to pay for it.

You’ve been training for a while and can finally keep up with Yuta’s attacks.

Yuta walks away from you and holds his head low.

“Yuta..will you come with me? We can find someone that can make you a passport, change your identity..”

Yuta shakes his head. “No, I haven’t been involved in werewolf issues for some time, I don’t plan on getting involved now..not even for you.” His tone was cold.

You huff and walk towards the sack of sand you used to practice kick boxing with.

“This so your battle. I will only complicate things” Yuta continues but you stop him.

“That’s not true, Yuta. You’re just scared to lose me. You’re scared that you’ll be the one to blame if I don’t survive.”

Yuta turns to you, his mouth falling open but no words come out, he doesn’t respond.

“I’m not Hina and I’m not your brother, I’ll kill this bastard with or without you.” You can feel the anger in your tone.

“Y/n..I’m sorry.” Yuta says quietly but you’ve already left to gather your things.

Yuta is unsure of how he feels about you, you have a place in his heart and as you spent more time together, that’s peace grew bigger. He’d watch you and fall in love with everything you did, from the way you played with Tako to the way you mixed drinks, the way you washed your hair to your determination. For the first time in a long time, he didn’t think of Hina. 

He only thought of you. And the truth was that that one evening he spent making love to you stayed in his mind. He couldn’t stop thinking about you. So he decided to distance himself, in fear of the inevitable pain he would experience when you were gone like everyone else.

He knew he was a coward for not saying goodbye to you.

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[The Next Day]

You’ve arrived back in your hometown alone. You’re nervous and scared, but you know that you must face Johnny, even if you’re on your own.

The town is dark and sad, the streets are empty, the bar you once worked at was permanently closed. Your old apartment was abandoned.

The city had been turned upside down since you left and it was all because of him.

He had killed so many people that residents got scared and fled. The police couldn’t explain or help, and officials in higher levels refused to get involved because even though they knew the source of the madness, they knew better than to challenge it. So instead, they let a small town suffer and ignored the issue.

It’s a cold night, the moon shines brightly above you. At first, you thought it was naive to challenge a werewolf at the time when he’d be strongest, but Yuta taught you that this would be the best time, for his werewolf heart would be more exposed, switching places with his human heart, and thus, making the werewolf side more vulnerable.

Johnny knows you’re in town, he can feel a shift in the air. He knows you’ve come to fight him. All this time he was trying to find you, only to realize that you would come to him and fall right in his trap.

You push the doors to the conservatory open and walk inside it. You can see that the flowers and shrubs have wilted. It’s not like it was before, it was dark and sad, the waterfall in the center no longer poured out crystal water. Everything seemed to be dead or in the process of dying. Everything except the brilliantly green water lilies that looked magical as they floated on the surface of the pond.

The vines drooped down from the glass ceiling and fell into your face as you walked through it.

The once colorful and happy flowers hung low as if to represent the own feeling of defeat and grimness in your heart.

You hold your crossbow by your side, ready to use it at the slightest sound.

“Welcome home, my sweet strawberry shortcake.” Johnny’s voice echoed out, bouncing off of the high ceilings.

You looked around, but couldn’t find him.

“Enough with the games, Johnny.”

You looked to the side carefully, he sounded close but you couldn’t tell which direction he was coming from.

“But I like playing with you..” Johnny says lowly, you can almost hear his pout, but his voice tells you that he’s getting closer.

You listen closely and hear movement above you. You quickly aim your crossbow above you and shoot an arrow towards him. He hangs from the ceiling upside down and lets out a loud road as he dodges the arrow.

He’s fast and disappears from your sight when he drops down to the ground behind a group of ferns.

You quickly reload and hold your crossbow up again. Turning slowly until you get a glimpse of him.

Johnny is caught off guard by your swiftness. The human in him calls out to the werewolf in an attempt to stop himself. He just wants to hold you and love you again. He doesn’t want to fight, but the other part knows that he has to. He knows that there is no hope for the two of you. But you’re making him weak nonetheless. Unlike his other opponents, he still has feelings for you. A part of him doesn’t want to kill you.

While Johnny is in his thoughts, he doesn’t realize that you’ve spotted him.

You quickly pull back the arrow and release it, this time, landing a successful shot into his abdomen.

His wolf form is huge and unlike anything you’ve ever seen before, but you try not to be frightened by it. You thought of the very first night you dealt with one of these creatures and reminded yourself that you’re not that scared girl anymore.

You loaded another arrow while Johnny lets out another howl.

Johnny runs around the ferns with his super speed, knocking the crossbow from your hands. But before he does, you’re able to pull back and release another arrow into his shoulder. The contact of the silver and his skin causes a sizzling sound to emit.

Johnny towers over you and swings his claw into your side, scratching you so hard, you’re thrown to the floor twenty feet away.

You’re hoping the two shots make him weaker so you can attack his heart and finish him.

You wince in pain and hold your side as blood gushes out of it.

You start to stand up slowly, but Johnny grabs you by the throat and holds you up high.

“Let’s not fight. Make this easy for me, baby.” he growls.

You grunt and grab your katana that’s attached to your back, swiping it through his chest. Your sword cut deep, causing him to curse and toss you to the side as he bent over. Your sword was also coated in a special silver so the cut was unlike anything else. It burnt through the hairy flesh all the way to his lungs and other organs.

He coughed up blood and held himself up off the ground with one claw.

You yell and run towards him while he’s down and swing your sword again, but miss. He disappeared before your eyes and ends up behind you. He claws at your back over and over with ridiculous speed while you cry out in pain.

You fall onto your back and cry out in pain. He moves to kneel over you, but your cries distract him for a second. His facial expression changes to worry when his human side sees that you are hurt badly.

You look into his eyes and plead. “Please Johnny, don’t do this. I love you.”

You’re not lying when you say this, a part of you still does love him, but you only say it out loud to make him weaker.

He leans forward and his red eyes dissipate for a moment. Right then, you grab your katana and aim it at his chest. You put pressure on it so that it starts to pierce his skin but he quickly shifts back into full werewolf mode and grabs it with both hands.

You fight hard against his grip and push it in further while he starts to cough up more blood.

Before it can go in all the way, he grips the sword tightly, ignoring the sounds of his burning flesh on the blade and forces it out of your hands before tossing it to the side.

He picks you up angrily and bites into your shoulder. You cry out a blood-hurdling scream as the feeling of his sharp teeth breaks your skin, tears through muscles and shatters your bones. You can hear the cracking and feel your nervous system become overwhelmed with antagonizing pain. He tosses you to the center of the conservatory, then walks over to you while shifting back into human form.

“I didn’t want this..I didn’t want to turn you..”

He says softly.

“But you left me no choice...”

Your back rests against the same bench that you slept on the first night you entered this place. You breathe heavily and wince in pain, grasping onto as a much air as possible as you feel yourself start to fade.

You shakily take your gun out of your harness and hold it behind you while Johnny is distracted.

He’s too caught up in his own emotions and thinking he’s finally become victorious to read your mind and realize that you have yet another weapon that you plan to wield against him.

He kneels down to you and wipes your tears from your cheeks with his thumb. You’ve got him right where you want him.

“I can’t live without you..” he looks into your eyes, his own brimming with water.

You chuckle and he watches as blood stains your beautiful lips.

“Then die.” you let out.

Johnny’s brows furrowed and looks at you in confusion. He reads your mind a moment too late. You’ve already drawn out your gun and shot two silver bullets into his heart.

Johnny falls to the floor on his knees and winces in pain. He’s still confused as he looks back up at you. His mouth opens once he stands up and backs away from you. He feels his body start to shut down. On impulse, he tries to heal himself, but it seems as though the bullets have pierced through both hearts.

He can’t seem to heal fast enough, his vision becoming blurry. He coughs up blood and can’t back away anymore, his ankles being met with with short wall of the waterfall in the center of his beloved conservatory.

He trips and falls into the pond filled with water lilies. His body becoming limp as he can no longer feel or control his arms or legs.

You struggle to stand up on your feet, but eventually, you slowly stumble over to the pond and see his eyes are closed and his chest is no longer moving.

It’s over, it’s really over. You start to cry when you realize that he’s gone, feeling a mixture of both relief, pain and sadness wash over you.

You sit on the edge of the pond beside his body and look up at the sky. You cry out loud and uncontrollably, you can feel your body start to change, a vibrating sensation runs through it at the sight of the bright moon. But you’ve lost so much blood, your vision becomes blurry and you pass out.

You don’t feel the gentle fingers that cover your own as your body slouches over. Johnny uses the last of his energy to heal you just enough so you survive. He holds your hand tightly, giving you all that he has left as he cries quietly, waiting for death to finally consume him.

—————

[6 Hours Later]

Someone picks you up and takes you out of the conservatory. You can hear the person’s heartbeat and breathing, it’s strange. Your senses are heightened and you can feel the presence of another person beside the one carrying you.

The person places you onto a soft bed.

Your heavy eyes struggle to open, but when they do, you’re shocked to see that it was Yuta carrying you.

“Y-Yuta?” You ask quietly. As the sensation of sleeping dissipates from your body, you start to feel all the pain and memories of what happened flood your mind.

Yuta looks at you and sighs. “I’m sorry.”

He gets up and leaves the room before you can ask why he’s apologizing.

Doyoung then enters and you’re frightened.

Doyoung has a scarf around his eyes, but walks straight towards you with a bowl of liquid.

“Doyoung..what..what happened?” You start to sit up straight and wince at the radiating pain in your shoulder.

“He can’t talk..” Yuta comes back in.

You look up at him then back to Doyoung.

“Johnny ripped out his tongue when he wouldn’t tell him where you are.”

Yuta sits beside you on the bed and take a cloth out of the bowl of liquid.

Johnny.

You hiss in pain as he tends to your wounds.

“He’s dead right? Please tell me he’s dead.”

Yuta nodded. “Yes, it seems as though you did what you set out to do, you got a clean shot. Or perhaps you just got lucky.” He gives you a small smile and a wink.

You swallow hard and look to the ceiling.

“Why did you come?”

“I felt bad. I figured you’d need my help..and..” Yuta stumbles over his words.

“I was a dick to you back there..”

You smiled, but it quickly faded as you remembered your reality. You knew that you were a werewolf now. Even if Yuta did like you, there was no way you could be together.

You held his hand and stopped his movement.

“You have to kill me, Yuta. I can’t live like this..I can’t become him or..” you stopped before you said her name, but he finished it.

“Hina...” Yuta looks into your eyes somberly.

You nod as you cry.

“I know, but you won’t..not with me around..I’ll take care of you.” Yuta continues to cleanse your wounds.

“Why? I’m not your responsibility, you’ve helped me get this far, you don’t have to-“ you plead. You’re worried that you will bring him pain like the others did, you can’t bare to see his heart break when you become the monster he hates.

“I know..” he says strongly and puts the cloth back in the bowl. “I know..y/n..” he brushes your hair back with your hand.

“But we’re in this together, you’ve made my life exciting and worth living again. I won’t run away like a coward this time, I’ll fight for you.”

Your heart is warm, you start to smile and finally feel at peace. You were scared to see what would become of you now that you were a werewolf, but you were glad to see that you didn’t have to endure the pain alone.

——————

[The Next Day]

Johnny’s omega, Donghyuk goes to the Johnny’s house to look for Johnny. He discovers that the place has been destroyed. Broken glass is everywhere.

When he calls on police to tell them that someone has broken into Johnny’s house and that he can’t make contact with him, so they arrive and check out the house.

They see that all of Johnny’s belongings are still in the house so it couldn’t have been a robbery. So they head over to the conservatory to see if there are any clues there.

When they enter it, they see that the pond in the center is full of blood. And upon closer examination, they see that despite it being filled with crimson liquid, there is no body.

Johnny is nowhere to be found.

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A/N: YOU GUYSSS THANK YOU FOR EVERYTHING!!! i hope you liked the ending...mayhaps there will be a book 2??????

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CHOOSE A WEAPON

Long sword but there‘s an overly large silver baguette as the blade

A bow and arrows but every time you shoot it plays the quick honking sound of "La Cucaracha“

Nunchuckakos with takos for chakos

A pistol that shoots lego pieces

Michael Wendler

Awesome. Can I throw Michael Wendler and he explodes? Because that’s what Nazis and Covidiots should do. However, I’ll go with the long sword. A silver baguette, just think of the damage that could do! How easily you could smash heads with it!