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seriesxwriting · 3 years

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Always been you.

Y/n x Rafe Cameron <3

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Warnings- making out, swearing. Tops removed?

Summary- you and Rafe are always arguing because you secretly like each other. So Sarah and Wheezie make up a plan and lock you in a room together. Alone ;).

He’s so hot wtf😭

<3-

“Morning y/n, come in” Sarah opened the door smiling at me. She was in a bright outfit matching her bright smile when she saw me.

As soon as I stepped in to her mansion I saw Rafe coming towards us on his phone completely oblivious.

“So y/n You wanna go up to my room or something else” Sarah asked me taking my bag.

We were having a sleep over, usually we didn’t do it at her house because me and Rafe did not get on but it was getting boring at mine.

Rafes head snapped up as soon as he heard my name.

“Well well well, Sarah you didn’t tell me we were having a guest”. I know Sara wanted me to get on with Rafe but i could help it. He was so annoying but he’s so hot which made him even more annoying. And he knew it.

“That’s because I didn’t want to see you” I answered with an eye roll. We never got on we we’re always arguing and I know Sarah hated it and I tried but I always failed. “Can you both cut it out, just not today okay?” She asked walking into the kitchen.

“You staying around then” “none of your business” I folded my arms leaning on one leg.

“You can stay in my bed”

“I’d rather drown than be one of those girls in your bed Rafe Cameron” I started walking away from him but he grabbed my wrist

“I could make you scream that name” he whispered in my ear letting go of my wrist. I pushed him listening to the giggle

“your disgusting Cameron, rather drown!” I reminded him while following Sarah into the kitchen.

“Help your self if your hungry” she slid over a cup of tea she’d just made me. “I’m alright for now but I will have a few shortbreads thank you” I winked at her taking the box from the cupboard. “DID I hear shortbreads?” Rafe shouted from the front room before we heard what sounded like a stampede of elephants running towards us.

“Rafe! Fuck sake” Sarah spat putting her hand on her hips. “There mine I don’t want you to have them” “grow up you baby I just want one or two”

“Okay would you like me to have one or two of your biscuits” he frowned at me. “No Because you would even share yours!” I swinted my eyes at him. “Thats not what I asked… y/n” “what’s that supposed to mean? Huh I answered the question”.

Sarah snatched the biscuits of me and threw them in the bin in anger.

“SHUT UP! No one gets them, Rafe just leave us alone” she pointed to the door which Rafe used to exit after throwing me one last immature look. I wanted to say something but I’d pissed Sarah off enough and I felt bad.

Wheezie appeared in the door frame staring at us confused.

“Do I wanna know what that shouting was about?”

“Your idiot immature childish brother” I folded my arms with a huff.

Wheezie looked at her sister with a knowing look “w-what?” I asked uncomfortable. She giggled while Sarah hid her smile “it’s nothing really, wanna go and sun bathe now?” Sarah grabbed my arm taking me outside in a hurry like Wheezie was gonna spill some secret or something.

We were out there for a while gossiping, Rafe only bothered us once but I did well when ignoring him.

“Come on, Wheezie wants to show us something” Sarah jumped up off the sun bed staring at her phone screen. “What? Can’t she bring it down here” “no come on” she laughed taking my hand and pulling me up.

I followed my best friend up past rafes room to Wheezies who was next to hers. I could here him listening to music. “Get Rafe for me, no arguing” Wheezie pointed when we walked in there. I assumed she was talking to her sister but Sarah nodded for me to go.

“Really? Fine!” I sighed walking to his door hesitating before knocking.

“What” he groaned, I pushed the door open a bit just sticking my neck in “god your so rude, Wheezie wants you”

“get out of my room”

“I’m hardly in your room jeez!” I was cut off by Sarah saying sorry to me then shoving my surprised body into rafes room and she locked the door. I hit floor quite hard and Rafe ran over leaping off his bed like he was doing a high jump. “you alright?” He stuck his hand out. “I don’t need your help thanks” I said in a horrible tone while sitting up holding my hip.

“Fine” he rolled his eyes and tried the door.

There was no luck we were officially locked in together

“your not coming out until you’ve sorted it out” sarah shouted through the key hole.

“SARAH LET ME OUT please I can’t stand being alone with him!” I banged on the door after standing up “she’s gone y/n will you stop screaming” Rafe rolled his eyes plopping back on the bed seeming pretty calm.

“W- this isn’t pissing you off?” “No but you are” he said not even looking at me but staring at his phone. “Right” I folded my arms getting even more pissed off.

I went and took a seat on his chair because i wasn’t gonna sit on that bed with him. “Did I say you can sit down?” He side looked me for a second.

“Shut up” “I’ll shut you up” he answered really fast almost like he knew I was gonna say that.

“You know I bet you haven’t actually slept with that many girls everyone repulsed by you” I told him with a smiled “Mmh sure y/n” Rafe smirked to himself. “I mean I’ve seen you talk to them but you never go anywhere with girls at party’s or something you never take them home”

“I wouldn’t go to my house with some random slut y/n” Rafe told me looking at his phone still. “I’d never sleep with some random girl in my bed” he explained more deeply. “Have you even actually liked anyone or you always been a man whore?”

“Mmh”. I rolled my eyes giving up and turning back around, Rafe noticed and didn’t like it. “There was this one girl I liked, I gave her all my attention but she never picked up on anything so I gave up… became a man whore as you would say”. I turned my chair around noticing he’d looked at me now.

“Well what happened then?” “Nothing, pretty sure she hates me now” he shrugged.

“Well I’m sorry… but Rafe can you turn your shit music off please” “it’s not shit” he laughed switch it off.

“Yes it is”

“why don’t you sing for me then” he raised his eyebrows at me.

“Fuck off! I cant sing” “I’ve spent enough time around you to know you can sing y/n” Rafe giggled with shining eyes.

Something went warm inside of me, knowing Rafe actually payed attention to me a bit

“can I use your phone charger?” “It’s over here” he nodded to the other side of the bed. “Well then forget I asked” “y/n” Rafe rolled his eyes. I sat there thinking about it for a second before getting up and taking a seat next to him.

“What about you, last person you liked?” Rafe asked a minute or two later.

“We’re not talking about my love life” I laughed gently whacked him not even looking at him. “Ow” he nudged me back. “That didn’t hurt!” I pushed him harder. “Push me again you will regret it y/l/n”

( yeah you guessed it) I pushed him again.

Rafe grabbed my wrists flipping me I was on my back and he was over the top of me we had mad eye contact. He stared at me holding my wrists above my head. We didn’t say anything. Silence.

“Why were we arguing?” I asked him

“the first time why was it?”, Rafe licked his lips which wondering eyes.

“I beat up some boy you were seeing… like two years ago” “…no I wasn’t seeing him Rafe we broke up and you two we’re friends, why did you go and beat him up”.

Rafe swallowed before looking back at me. “Because He cheated on you” “w- y- what? why didn’t you just tell me” “because break ups are painful let alone knowing he cheated on you… plus it was sorted I got him good” “but I wouldn’t have been pissed at you if you’d just told me” I explained sliding out from underneath him but staying in front, just sitting up now.

“…But you would have been in more pain” Rafe shook his head.

That was when I realised Rafe was human, and he has feeling he cared about me and my feelings.

“I’m sorry I’ve been such a bitch”

“not your fault” Rafe smirked. “What I still don’t get us why you did that for me? I thought we hated each other it was our little thing”.

Rafe shrugged backing off now. “If you hate me y/n then..” he went to get up but I pulled him back “I don’t” “try telling your actions that” he sniggered going to get up again but I pulled him back this time on to my lips.

Rafe didn’t take anytime to adjust and pushed me back on to the bed.

Climbing back over on top of me holding my face close. I was making out with fucking Rafe Cameron. My best friends brother, my enemy. The guy I liked.

“I happen to have through about it a lot and this is not how I pictured it going down” he whispered when we pulled away to catch our breath. “I was so scared you were gonna pull away and scream at me then” I grabbed his hand putting it on my beating heart.

Rafe shook his head, cutely laughing before kissing my hand “how long?” I asked softly

“what?” “How long have you wanted to do that”.

Rafe screwed his face up thinking for a second

“Since I learnt was kissing was” he looked back down at me.

We’d known each other obviously for a long time our families are friends and we practically grew up together. “We learnt about kissing in like… year six” “I know” he kissed me softly again. Just quickly before staring at my face which was confused.

“It’s always been you y/n- always”.

With that I kissed him again, my arms flew up to his chest undoing his buttons and removed his shirt and chucked it on his floor. He did the same to mine it landed god knows where, our lips had just reached each other’s when the door unlocked and swung open.

“…Well I never” Sarah smirked folding her arms skipping inside and leaning on the wall.

“I guess Wheezie wins the bet, you did fuck”

“if you get out then we might get a chance” Rafe rolled his eyes.

“You bet on us?! Anyway Sorry Cameron.. moments gone” I pushed him off the bed jokingly and he fell slightly watching me while I walked around looking for my top. “Looking for this babe?” Rafe held it up swinging it about, still sitting on the floor.

I walked over to him with Sarah and Wheezie giggling.

“So… you’ll call me?” He asked holding the top away from me with a smirk. I too had one perched on my face.

Snatching it off the boy I nodded “yes Cameron I’ll call you” i detained my self from laughing while walking out and putting my top back on.

Closing the door softly behind me.

“We’re so smart” Wheezie giggled shrugging.

“Mmh why’s that” I frowned with folded arms, “we were talking about it the other day… about how you two just need to fuck” Sarah sorted out my messed up hair.

“Mmh very funny girls very funny” I walked away from them. “At least you won’t be arguing anymore” Wheezie shouted after me.

“No…We’ll be making out” Rafe leant against his door frame. He winked at me with his little cheeky grin.

<3--

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heytherejulietx · 3 years

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cold - richie tozier

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y/n could practically feel her teeth chattering as she buried herself deeper underneath the thick covers of her bed. squeezing her eyes shut she pressed herself further into her pillow, hoping the chill would go away soon. it was just her luck to have her heater break in the middle of december. it had just started snowing outside, surfaces covered in a light sheet of snow and frost, and her heater wouldn’t turn on. so for the past fifteen minutes she’d been huddled underneath her thickest duvet, after throwing on a jumper that she had stolen from richie to try and make sure she stayed warm.

yet she was still freezing cold.

she was tempted to get out of bed and make herself a warm cup of tea to sip and get warmer, but she had to get out of bed first for that. which meant getting colder. glancing over at her window she could see it cracked open, and quietly cursed to herself. that was why it was so cold. she almost sat up to close it, but again she’d just get colder out of her huddle of blankets. so she simply huffed and stayed put.

rolling over onto her right side she curled into a tight ball, hugging her knees to her chest in a fetal position. the wind whistled outside, taunting her with its chill, and she scowled as she squeezed her eyes shut again. though all she could hear was the wind laughing at her, snow picking up outside tapping against her window, a thud against the glass.

her eyes snapped open at the thud, realising there was no way the snow did that, and whipped around to look at her window. only to be met with huge eyes and a massive grin. it was her boyfriend, thank god.

settling back on her left side to look at the window, she watched as richie hauled himself up into her room through the open window, almost tripping as he stepped in and shut it behind him. from where she was sat she could see the red in his face and fingertips and knew how cold he must be. tiny snowflakes settled in the black curly mass of his hair, and his glasses were all wet and she could tell he couldn’t see through them well.

“hey toots,” richie greeted, reaching a hand up to ruffle his hair, shaking any snowflakes out and onto the floor. “what’re you doing, hibernating?” he tilted his head at her, seeing her huddled under the duvet and blankets on her bed.

“my heater broke,” she told him as she watched him slip his coat off, simply dropping it to the floor before he wiped off his glasses on his shirt and put them back on. “i got really cold so i tried to warm up. but it didn’t work.” she pouted.

richie smirked a little at her from where he was stood and chuckled, shaking his head a little. “you’re so adorable, sugar, you know that?” he teased, stepping towards her to lean down and kiss her, though a frown formed over his lips as she backed away from him.

“go away you’re freezing! warm up a bit first!” y/n complained, tucking the covers all the way up to her neck.

“alright, jeez,” richie rolled his eyes as he held his hands up, stepping back from her. he took a glance around her room again, noticing there wasn’t a drink or something to eat on her bedside table like usual, and stepped over towards her bedroom door. “your parents home?”

“no they’re out.” y/n told him, and watched as richie nodded.

“perfect. i’ll be back in a sec. don’t freeze to death.” richie grinned at her before he left her bedroom, and y/n could hear him whistling to himself on his way downstairs.

sighing softly she closed her eyes and tried to relax against her pillows, though she was too cold and just stiffened up as she balled herself up more. she always got cold super easily, which was why she relied on her heater in the winter. but with it broken she was practically an ice cube. her fingers gripped onto the duvet as she hugged it closer, tucking it to her chin just as she heard her bedroom door open again.

“room service, m’lady.” richie put on an absolutely terrible british accent as he walked into the room, and y/n looked up at him with a smile when she saw him carrying a steaming mug in his hand. when he put it down on her bedside table - as well as some chocolates - she could see he had made her a cup of tea.

“thank you, rich.” y/n smiled softly at her boyfriend, thankful that he was so thoughtful of her.

“no problem, sweetheart, it’s what i’m here for,” richie nodded as he kicked off his shoes. “can i get in bed with you now? i’ve warmed up i promise.” he pouted.

y/n looked up at him and nodded, waiting until he was close to the bed before she lifted the covers to let him in the bed beside her. she frowned a little at the worse chill that surrounded her once the covers weren’t encased around her, though soon enough richie had climbed into the bed beside her and tucked the duvet back around them, before taking her into his arms. y/n sighed softly as she tucked her head against his neck as richie pulled her to lay almost completely on his chest, his arms holding her close.

“shit, baby, you’re like ice,” richie mumbled, leaving a loving kiss to her forehead before he held her even closer. his hand splayed out across her back as he rubbed it gently and she sighed, finally allowing herself to relax as she felt herself slowly but surely start to warm up. “there we go.” he whispered.

with her eyes closed again she couldn’t see him, though she was practically surrounded by him in every other sense. from where she had tucked her head she could hear his soft breathing and soft spoken words. taking in a deep breath she could smell his usual cologne, one that she had bought him for his previous birthday that he always wore. she could feel his warm skin in contrast to her cold one, his hand rubbing up and down her back causing warmth to run through her. and when she opened her eyes she saw the most beautiful curly haired boy she’d ever seen.

her eyelids fluttered as he pressed a kiss to her forehead and she smiled softly. “thank you, rich.” she whispered, her fists gently gripping onto the jumper he was wearing.

“no problem, sweets. anything for you.” richie told her with a smile of his own, his free hand on her waist so his thumb could gently run over where her ribs were through the thick jumper she was wearing.

as the snow continued to fall hard outside richie held onto her even tighter. as she warmed up it allowed her to completely relax and get settled in richie’s arms. fatigue soon came over her and she started drifting in her boyfriend’s arms, tucking her head against his neck just as she heard him mumble one thing to her as she dozed off.

“i love you.”

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houseisekai · 3 years

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House Isekai: Valentine’s Day Special

House Isekai Masterlist

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[Mezame no Waltz - Gakkou Gurashi OST]

Yuki hummed happily as she stepped through the dorms of Garreg Mach Monastery, boxes of chocolates in her arms.

She finally arrived at the entrance to House Isekai’s classroom and opened the door.

Inside, Byleth, Megumi, Towa, Sharon, Doomguy, Sara, Angelica, and Cocytus turned to look at her.

(Megumi) “Yuki-chan?”

(Angelica) “Oh yikes, that’s a lotta boxes!”

Angelica, Sharon, Doomguy, and Towa walked over to Yuki and helped take some of the boxes.

Each one of them had a box yet Yuki still had a tower in her arms as she sat them down on the table.

(Yuki) “Whew, thank you! That was getting heavy!”

(Sara) “Are these chocolates?”

(Yuki) “Yup! I made these with Mercedes, Ashe, and Dedue! We made it for everyone in House Isekai!”

Yuki excitedly grabbed the boxes and handed them individually to the staff members.

(Byleth) “We appreciate it, but what’s the occasion?”

(Yuki) “Well, Fodlan seems to share the same calendar as most of us, and right now it’s February 14th! Which means its Valentine’s day! Normally these are given to the people you love in our world, so that’s why I’m giving it to everyone!”

(Byleth) “Valen...tine’s?”

(Cocytus) “AH, I BELIEVE I HAVE SOME KNOWLEDGE ABOUT THIS HOLIDAY. LORD AINZ HAS MULTIPLE ITEMS WITH THE NAME OF VALENTINES, RANGING FROM ARMOR TO WEAPONS WITH HEARTS ON THEM.”

(Sara) “...So, when you say hearts you mean-”

(Cocytus) “NOT ACTUAL HEARTS.”

(Sara) “Ok, figured. Just wanted to make sure, we never know with your group-”

(Towa) “A-Anyways! Yuki, thank you so much!”

(Megumi) “You still have a lot of boxes Yuki-chan, do you need our help?”

(Yuki) “Nope! I know you guys are really busy, so leave it all to me!”

(Sharon) “If that is what you wish. Again, thank you very much, Miss Yuki!”

Yuki saluted the staff and walked off with significantly less boxes in her arms.

Doomguy was the first one to open his box of chocolates.

It seemed fairly standard, heart shaped chocolates, but several appeared to be something similar to dog treats. They had the label “For Daisy.”

And more importantly, he had a note specifically for him.

“For Slayer: Thank you for being so nice, even though you can be really scary!”

Doomguy was seen smiling through his helmet as everyone else opened theirs.

“For Towa: Thank you for working so hard!”

“For Angelica: Thank you for not hitting on us!”

“For Cocytus: Thank you for teaching Kurumi how to fight!”

“For Sara: Thank you for looking out for us and Megunee!”

“For Sharon: Thank you for being House Isekai’s retainer!”

“For Byleth: Thank you for everything you’ve done for us!”

“For Megu-nee: Thank you for being the best teacher ever!”

Everyone looked back at the door smiling. Except Angelica.

(Megumi) “Yuki-chan...”

(Sara) “Hah, bet she’ll lighten someone’s day.”

(Angelica) “...Do I really hit on people that much?”

(Everyone) “Yes.”

Rest of House Isekai under the cut!

Abyss, Denizens of Nazarick’s Room

[Oath of Loyalty to the Supreme Being - OVERLORD OST]

After saying hello to Yuri and the other Ashen Wolves, they directed Yuki to where Ainz’s group was.

Ainz knocked on the door politely and waited.

There was no response for a minute before she heard something behind her.

Turning around, Demiurge was right in front of her, looking down.

(Demiurge) “Ah, Miss Takeya. To what do we owe the pleasure?”

(Yuki) “Valentine’s Day! I’m giving everyone some chocolates, including you Mister Demiurge!”

He took a moment to examine one of the boxes and sure enough, there were labels for each member, including Ainz.

Demiurge nodded and opened the door for her.

(Demiurge) “Right this way.”

As she followed Demiurge, she failed to notice that several members were now eyeing her suspiciously.

(Shalltear) “Oh, it’s her.”

(Aura) “Weird, Yuki’s got a lot of boxes.”

Demiurge stopped in front of Ainz, who was in the center of the room with Albedo, overlooking a war table of some sort.

Ainz looked at Demiurge, then at Yuki.

(Ainz) “I see we have a delivery.”

(Demiurge) “So it would seem, my lord.”

(Yuki) “Yup, I got a box for everyone here!”

This made Ainz curious. Yuki making something for them?

(Ainz) “Everyone, to the center of the room.”

Everyone in the room dropped what they were doing and followed Ainz’s instruction, getting on one knee.

Ainz grabbed a box and opened it up.

“For Ainz: Thank you for being a good friend to everyone, despite our differences!”

(Ainz) “Ah, a Valentine’s box.”

(Yuki) “Oh, you know what it is too, Ainz?”

(Ainz) Lots of Valentine’s events happened when I was playing Yggdrasil. Never cared too much about these since I never had a girlfriend or whatever but...eh. Made for fun collectables throughout the years. Why discard this one? “Yes, I do. Thank you very much.”

(Shalltear and Albedo) “WHAT?!”

[Shut up, lower life form - Overlord OST]

Ainz immediately noticed that they were frothing with rage.

(Ainz) Shit! That’s right, they think this is solely romantic! “AHEM! Do you have a problem with this gift, you two?”

(Albedo) “Of course, Lord Ainz! How could the man I love accept a gift so precious and romantic from...FROM HER OF ALL PEOPLE?!”

(Shalltear) “IT’S UNACCEPTABLE!”

(Ainz) You got to be fucking kidding me-

(Yuki) “Romantic? But these are friendship chocolates! I made everyone here friendship chocolates, including you two!”

(Ainz) Oh thank god.

Yuki grabbed their boxes and happily walked over to them.

Albedo and Shalltear looked at each other with an eyebrow raised, then opened the box.

Sure enough:

“For Shalltear: Thank you for protecting us when we’re in the Monastery!”

“For Albedo: Thank you for protecting us when we’re in battles!”

(Albedo & Shalltear) “...Oh.”

Demiurge, Aura, Mare, Sebas, Pandora’s Actor and the Pleiades got their chocolates as well.

“For Demiurge: Thank you for giving us the knowledge of Fodlan!”

“For Aura & Mare: Thank you for being someone the younger students of House Isekai can talk to!”

“For Sebas: Thank you for helping Sharon and the other staff out!”

“For Pandora’s Actor: Thank you for always making us laugh with your fantastic performances!”

“For the Pleiades: Thank you for keeping us safe!”

(Yuki) “Anyways, that’s all I wanted to do! Thank you for your time!”

Yuki bowed and quickly left the room.

Ainz slowly turned to Albedo and Shalltear, who started sweating.

(Ainz) “Of all the people to be skeptical of, you really chose Yuki...?”

S.E.E.S, Dormitory

[Iwatodai Dorm - Persona 3 OST]

(Minako) “Oh, hey Yuki-senpai!”

(Yuki) “Hello! Happy Valentine’s!”

Everyone turned to the door and saw Yuki unloading chocolates.

(Junpei) “Oh, sweet! Chocolates!”

(Yukari) “Jeez, the year flew by so fast!”

As Yuki handed the chocolates out, some of S.E.E.S spoke amongst themselves.

(Akihiko) “Can’t believe she’s the same age as us.”

(Mitsuru) “It is a bit weird, isn’t it?”

(Shinjiro) “Who cares how old she is? She’s more considerate than some people I know here.”

(Akihiko) “Hmph.”

(Koromaru) Bark!

(Aigis) “Yuki-chan, Koromaru wishes to have some chocolates.”

(Yuki) “Oh, sorry! I don’t think you can eat any of these, but don’t worry! We did make a tasty treat for you!”

Koromaru wagged his tail excitedly.

(Ken) “Thanks, Yuki-senpai!”

(Junpei) “I think this is the first time I’ve gotten chocolates from a girl-”

(Yukari) “Jeez, Stupei! Is that ALL you can think of right now?! This is obviously friendship chocolate!”

(Junpei) “Hey, what’s that supposed to mean? I was just makin’ an observation!”

(Fuuka) “A-Anyways, thank you so much!”

(Yuki) “Sure thing!”

(Minato) “...You could at least say thank you before stuffing your face, Minako.”

(Minako) “Huerh?Owhrite!Thamfkyu!”

Minato rolled his eyes and finally noticed the note written to him.

“For Minato: Thank you for being so nice!”

“For Minako: Thank you for helping Yuuri out with her problems!”

“For Fuuka: Thank you for helping me with tech problems!”

“For Junpei: Thank you for helping Kurumi how to fight better!”

“For Yukari: Thank you for teaching Miki how to use a bow!”

“For Mitsuru: Thank you for being smart to help us out in battle!”

“For Akihiko: Thank you for helping Kurumi train!”

“For Shinjiro: Thank you for teaching me how to cook!”

“For Aigis: Thank you for protecting us in battle!”

“For Koromaru: Thank you for playing with me!”

“For Ken: Thank you for your help with studying!”

(Yuki) “Okay, that’s it for this group, I have to go now!”

S.E.E.S waved her off as she left the dormroom.

(Minako) “Hah, being nice? That’s a first-”

(Minato) “Piss off.”

Investigation Team, Dormitory

[Signs of Love - Persona 4 OST]

(Teddie) “Hey, it’s Yuki-chan!”

(Yu) “Hey, what’s with the boxes?”

(Yuki) “Valentine’s!”

(Chie) “Jeez, that’s a lotta boxes! Here, lemme help you with that!”

(Rise) “Oh, that’s so nice of you, Yuki-senpai! Thanks so much!”

(Teddie) “Is...Is this a confession?! I don’t know what to say!”

(Yosuke) “It’s not a confession, idiot! It’s friendship chocolate!”

(Teddie) “Yikes! It was just a joke! Why do you sound so angry? What, do you have firsthand experience on getting nothing but friendship chocolate?”

(Yukiko) SNRK!

(Naoto) “Thank you for your gift, Yuki-senpai.”

(Kanji) “Cool, love chocolate! Thanks man!”

“For Yu: Thanks for always taking the time to help out Yuuri!”

“For Yosuke: Thanks for being like a big brother!”

“For Chie: Thank you for being like a big sister!”

“For Yukiko: Thank you for the gag glasses and making us laugh!”

“For Teddie: Thanks for always making me smile!”

“For Naoto: Thank you for spending time with Miki!”

“For Rise: Thanks for helping us with the Ball concert!”

“For Kanji: Thanks for teaching me how to knit cute animals!”

(Yuki) “Alright, I have a few more stops to make, catch you later!”

Everyone said goodbye as she walked out the room.

(Yosuke) “...Wait a second, when did you give Yuki gag glasses?!”

(Yukiko) “That would ruin the surprise!”

(Chie) “Ugh, great. I thought we got rid of all those by now...”

Phantom Thieves, Dormitory

[No More What Ifs (Instrumental) - Persona 5 Royal]

(Yuki) “Hello, Valentine’s delivery!”

(Akira) “Oh, it’s already Valentine’s?”

(Ann) “I didn’t even know Fodlan had one!”

(Makoto) “They most likely don’t, but they do share our calendar year. I suppose it makes sense for those from our world to celebrate it.”

(Ryuji) “Eff yeah, hand that stuff over!”

(Haru) “Oh, how thoughtful!”

(Yusuke) “Hm, it has been a while since I’ve had any food...”

(Futaba) “Dude, you get FREE food for being a student, how the heck have you not eaten?!”

(Morgana) “Hmph...Wish I could cook chocolate, then I could give mine to lady A-”

(Kasumi) “Thank you, Yuki-senpai!”

(Akechi) “...You know how I am and you’re still giving me chocolate? Ugh, fine whatever, hand it over.”

“For Akira: Thank you for being so fearless in fighting!”

“For Ann: Thank you for all the sweets you’ve shared with me!”

“For Ryuji: Thank you for teaching us how to run and fight better!”

“For Yusuke: Thank you for your wonderful paintings of our class!”

“For Morgana: Thank you for driving us all around Fodlan!”

“For Futaba: Thank you for playing video games with me and Kazuma!”

“For Makoto: Thank you for teaching me how to be a better student!”

“For Haru: Thank you for teaching us how to garden!”

“For Kasumi: Thank you for teaching us how to protect ourselves and jump out the way of danger!”

“For Akechi: Even though you don’t like a lot of us, me included probably, thank you for all that you’ve done for us!”

(Yuki) “Okay, 3 more groups to go, see you all around!”

(Akira) “How sweet of her.”

Akechi stared at his box, then shrugging, making no comment as he ate his chocolate.

Class VII, Dormitory

[Afterschool Hours - The Legend of Heroes: Trails of Cold Steel OST]

(Emma) “Oh, hello Yuki!”

(Yuki) “Hello, I have Valentine’s chocolate for everyone!”

(Millium) “OOOH, CHOCOLATE! GIMME GIMME!”

(Fie) “Thanks.”

(Elliot) “Oh, thank you, Yuki!”

(Laura) “I believe this is the first time I’ve gotten something like this.”

(Machias) “It is very much appreciated.”

(Jusis) “You have my thanks.”

(Alisa) “Aww, thank you!”

(Gaius) “These don’t look half bad, thanks.”

(Crow) “Hell yeah, hand that good stuff over!”

(Emma) “Thank you!”

(Rean) “If you needed some help passing these out, we would’ve been glad to, you know!”

“For Rean: Thank you for everything that you do for House Isekai, don’t wear yourself out too much!”

“For Alisa: Thank you for teaching me how to use the bow!”

“For Elliot: Thank you for teaching us how to play music for the concert during the ball!”

“For Laura: Thank you for giving Kurumi combat lessons!”

“For Machias: Thank you for teaching Miki how to play chess!”

“For Fie: Thank you for teaching me how to nap anywhere!”

“For Gaius: Thank you for teaching me how to paint!”

“For Emma: Thank you for teaching me how to be a better student!”

“For Jusis: Thank you for helping us out with the more physical chores!”

“For Millium: Thank you for always making us smile!”

“For Crow: Thank you for teaching me how to gamble!”

(Yuki) “Okay, two more to go! See you later!”

(Rean) “Crow...”

(Crow) “’Sup, Rean-bean?”

(Rean) “When did you teach Yuki-”

(Crow) “GOT TO GO.”

Konosuba Gang, Mess Hall

[You should have many companions - Konosuba OST]

Kazuma sat alone on the docks as he was fishing, Megumin, Darkness, and Aqua not too far behind, speaking to each other.

(Aqua) “Oh, hey Yuki!”

(Kazuma) “Yo.”

(Yuki) “I got chocolate for you four!”

(Megumin) “Oh, sweet!”

(Darkness) “Ah, thank you dear.”

(Kazuma) “Put it over here, yeah?”

Yuki nodded and gave everyone their chocolate.

“For Aqua: Thank you for your water tricks!”

“For Darkness: Thank you for always protecting us!”

“For Megumin: Thank you for casting the coolest explosions ever!”

“For Kazuma: Thank you for always being so nice to me. And to everyone when they really need it. I know you don’t get along with Kurumi well, but it means a lot that you try to.”

(Yuki) “Okay, I got 3 left! See you later guys!”

Kazuma didn’t say anything as he smiled, looking at the box.

He shook his head and continued fishing, putting a chocolate in his mouth.

(Kazuma) “...Being so nice, huh?”

School-Living Club, Dormitory

[Yasashisa ni Fureta Toki - Gakkou Gurashi OST]

(Yuuri) “Welcome back, Yuki-chan.”

(Kurumi) “Busy day, I take it?”

(Miki) “Are those boxes?”

(Yuki) “Yup, handed them out to everyone in House Isekai! I saved the best group for last!”

Yuki gave the final three boxes to them and smiled.

(Yuki) “Happy Valentine’s!”

“For Yuuri: Thank you for getting us through the hard times we had in our world, and for never failing to look out for us, even when it hurts yourself to..”

“For Kurumi: Thank you for protecting the three of us, from last world and even now.”

“For Miki: Thank you for becoming my friend, and for joining the School-Living Club.”

Yuuri put the chocolate down and smiled. She gave Yuki a hug, which Kurumi joined in.

(Kurumi) “Come on, not gonna join in?”

(Miki) “I-I think I’m good, thank you!”

(Kurumi) “GET OVER HERE-”

(Miki) “WAH!?-”

Kurumi reached over and had Miki join in the group hug.

Miki was flustered for a moment before just sighing and embracing her fate.

Yuki had a tear running down her eye as she hugged them back.

(Yuki) “W-Why...am I crying? We’re all together...So...Why...?”

(Everyone) “...”

Yuuri, Kurumi, and Miki hugged each other tighter as sniffles from Yuki were beginning to grow louder.

Megumi looked through the door and wanted to say something, but heard a voice behind her.

(Sara) “...You haven’t told Yuki what happened to you, yet?”

(Megumi) “...No. I’ve been trying to find the right time.”

She smiled at seeing her students safe. Even though she didn’t know Miki all too well, she was glad they had found another survivor.

That means there were still people alive other than them. There had to be.

(Sara) “Well, I won’t tell you when to speak to them but, if you don’t act, then you may lose that chance forever. Not many people get a second chance like you.”

Megumi stared at her arm where the infected’s bite used to be. It was thanks to Aqua that she didn’t turn.

(Megumi) “...Right.”

Sara smiled and hit Megumi’s shoulder.

(Sara) “Come on, let’s grab a drink together. We can complain about our single lives together this Valentine’s.”

(Megumi) “Huh? But that’s never been an issue for me-”

(Sara) “Tonight it will!”

Megumi sighed but smiled, it was going to be a lively night.

Yuki opened the door and saw Megumi walk off with Sara. She wanted to say something to her but instead just smiled.

(Yuki) “I can speak with Megunee later...”

Nodding, she walked through the dorms, humming to herself. Her Valentine’s day plan was a success.

Give something to the friends she loved.

[Harmonize Clover - Gakkou Gurashi OST]

The chit-chat on the way home It's girl's secret, right Even if the 5 o'clock chime rings We talk enough yet, I wonder why?

The small four-leaf clover Fu... swaying in the breeze Hey, of course, yes, of course Hope that tomorrow will be sunny

The road I walked with everyone "The usual place" is the watchword Ah... the sheep cloud that looks like going to be burnt Dazzling Some day, days like these Even if the memories fade Hey... A lot of smile I feel like to give it now

====

Guess this kinda gives away how I feel on Valentine’s, huh?

To me, Valentine’s is a day where you give appreciation to the people you love. Friends, family, whoever means a lot to you.

So, this is kinda my lame way of saying I appreciate everyone who follows this blog.

If it weren’t for you guys, I wouldn’t have been able to make a blog of this caliber, write something that means so much to me, or even just have fun stupid ideas with ya’ll.

I’ve been writing on tumblr for a long while, but I think this is the first valentine’s where I’ve written something from the heart.

Being able to appreciate House Isekai, something I hold dear to me, with ya’ll.

I hope you all can appreciate this too, with many more posts to come, especially Shadowbringers!

Thanks for your support, love ya guys.

- Chris

#House Isekai #yuki takeya #megumi sakura #sara valestein #House Isekai Timeline #byleth eisner #minato arisato #minako arisato #akira kurusu #yu narukami #ainz ooal gown #rean schwarzer #doomguy #satou kazuma

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Windblume Songs

Characters: Aether “Traveler” X Self-Insert Character (Ren), Paimon, Kaeya (Mentioned)

TW: ED Imp, General Weight Issues, Abandonment Issues

Summary: After both him and Albedo confessing during the Windblume Festival, Aether and Ren spend some time together to take some time for themselves...

Cough,,, this took too long, I started writing this right after the Windblume Festival and it’s....August now... cough. Anyway take.

Something about the air felt surreal. Like at any given moment, they would wake up- and everything that had occurred today would be nothing but a dream. Maybe it was the way their face was still wet with tears, ones Ren would occasionally wipe off into the crest of their arm. Maybe it was the way their other hand was intertwined with his. Maybe it was the way the wind even smelled sweet with flowers and freedom and feeling almost completely at ease. Surreal. Like none of this should be happening.

Everytime they tried to think about whether or not the scenario playing out before them was real...it was like their mind outright rejected it. Their traumatized, scarred heart, was so afraid of reality crashing in- that it refused to accept outright that this WAS the reality.

More tears fell from their cheeks.

“Ren?” A voice snaps them back out of their way-too-thoughtful stupor, “You’ve been quiet…”

“Huh? Oh...s-sorry, I’m fine.” They immediately dismissed, out of habit, however when the blonde turned to face them, and thus stopping their walking in its tracks, they took a moment to observe the blonde before them.

5’2”, with soft curly blonde hair that was still set in its typical braid, Aether could only put his opposing gloved hand that wasn’t still held tightly in theirs to their cheek, wiping the soft galactic shimmers off their cheeks.

“You’re crying.” He remarked, as if it wasn’t obvious enough.

“I-I’m sorry,” They said again, a sheepish grin on their face, “I just...I don’t believe this is real. That someone like you could even...tolerate someone like me, let alone…”

Aether rose an eyebrow at that, wiping a few more tears from the corners of their eyes as they had trailed off.

“Is it that unbelievable that I love you, Ren?” He asked, genuine curiosity in his tone with the smallest hint of teasing. Paimon, who had been behind the two for most of this time- thankfully quiet, Aether had noted to himself- finally spoke up with a cheeky little huff.

“That’s what Paimon’s been trying to tell them! But they don’t ever listen to Paimon!” She retorts, which earns her an embarrassed glare from the shorter half-adepti.

“I-It’s not! I just…” Ren stumbled for an excuse, shoulders bunching up as they tried to hide their face from him. Yet, none came, instead another outpour of tears, causing the traveler to bristle a bit with anxiety.

“H-hey, it’s okay, I’m just joking with you!” He quickly backtracked, “I mean- I know you struggle with a lot…Struggle with figuring out yourself, and struggle with keeping people close...”

“...It is a bit of a surprise…” They admitted, closing their eyes and steeling themselves before giving a soft sigh- deciding to try and let their walls down...just a bit, “You’re someone not from this world...someone who’s on a mission before going off to your next big quest...I didn’t think you’d get attached to someone like me. Someone who’s...afraid to lose more people. Someone who doesn’t want to get hurt again.”

“Yeah,” Aether nodded in agreement, “I didn’t...want to, honestly. But, I’m...glad I did, if it meant I get to be with you. I want to help you. Just like how you helped me stay here, in the present, rather than just focus on the future.”

“Aether…” Their voice was quiet, a bare whisper in comparison to their usual loud tone, “You don’t need to fix me. I just want you here with me, as you are. That’s enough for me.”

“I didn’t say you needed to be fixed. Or that you’re broken to begin with,” He remarked, earning him a light smack on the arm.

“Meanie!”

“Ow- Sorry!” He laughed a bit, Paimon slowly floating her way back beside Aether.

“Are you two done? Because Paimon’s hungry, and the Windblume Festival is still in full swing!” Crossing her arms, she glances to Aether, who sighs and nods.

“Yeah, let’s keep going…” He smiled over to Ren at that, “After that, I think I’ll let Kaeya babysit you for a while, Paimon.”

“Wh- HEY! Paimon’s not a child that needs to be babysitted! Babysat?...” Paimon’s protest died in her mouth as she fumbled with the right word to use, “Babysatted!”

“Wrong on all accounts,” Aether lightly poked fun at her, lightly jabbing her side, causing Paimon to squeal and bat at Aether’s face.

“Oh hush!! Language can be difficult sometimes!” She squeaked, face red from embarrassment. Aether burst into a fit of laughter, quickly taking off in a sprint to avoid Paimon’s assault. And as a result, dragging Ren with him- who after stumbling for a brief second, quickly matched his pace.

“Sorry Paimon!” Ren couldn’t help but laugh alongside him, “See you at Good Hunter’s!”

Paimon squealed in annoyance, quickly taking off after them and shouting an array of what she would consider “insults” towards both the traveler and his partner as they headed back to the latter’s hometown, Mondstadt.

Taking a couple breaths as the two had slowed to a stop at Mondstadt’s gate, Ren taking slow deeper breaths as they regained their will to stand. Aether only chuckled at them, giving a gentle pet to their head, “Sorry, I didn’t want to get bapped to death by Paimon.”

“It’s fine...I’m just-” They panted between their words, tone barely mumbled as a hiss between their sharper teeth, “-Out of shape. Severely out of shape.”

“You’d think after all the travelling you did with me, you’d be more in shape,” Aether teases, earning him a swift kick to the shin, “OW!”

“Don’t joke about that, jeez!!” They pouted, embarrassed as they turned their face away from him, wide-set ears downturned in discontentment. Aether chuckled sheepishly, holding his shin with one hand for a moment in an attempt to ease the pain before setting his foot back down and rubbing the back of his neck.

“Okay, okay, sorry. I won’t joke about it anymore,” Aether apologized, a hand then reaching just behind their little elf-like ears and giving a small scritch, “I forgot you can be a bit self-conscious about those kind’ve things.”

“Hmph,” Still pouty, they tried to look away from him, but the slight flush of their face gave them away easily, and within another few moments they leaned in further to his hand, a soft rumble of a purr rising from their throat.

Smiling to himself, the two stayed like that for a few moments, letting Ren relax a bit more until their eyes shut in a soft contentment, before opening again and giggling.

“Okay, okay, let’s go get food, I’m sure Paimon’s already waiting for us.” They responded, a hand reaching up to gently hold his once again. Their hand was warm, both from holding it earlier and from their natural body heat, and Aether couldn’t help but blush a bit to himself as well as he nodded in agreement, following Ren inside.

Heading over to Good Hunter’s, Aether went to go order the food for the three of them as Ren sat across from Paimon, who hovered in her chair impatiently, lightly bobbing her head from side to side in mild boredom. Ren couldn’t help but chuckle, a hand over their mouth to try and suppress the sound.

“What?”

“Nothing, I was just thinking about how well you and Aether get along.”

“Psh, as if!” Paimon pouts, still clearly fussed over the little dispute earlier, “He always calls Paimon emergency food and treats Paimon like a child!”

“Yet, you still follow him around, and still are willing to travel with him~!” Ren refutes, lightly twirling their finger idly in a circle to make a point, making a light pop sound with their lips, “Checkmate.”

Paimon gave a little huff, crossing her arms as she looked away from the brunette, seemingly not having a rebuttal to their claims.

Ren bursts into a small fit of catatonic laughter, trying to quiet themselves somewhat with a shaky hand over their mouth but to very little avail. Paimon couldn’t help but notice, when she looked away, Aether was staring over towards them- a simple soft smile on his face as he was waiting for Sara to finish preparing their drinks at the very least. Paimon couldn’t help but relax at that, knowing Aether was happy, and chuckled as well alongside the brunette- however for a different reason altogether.

Settling back down after a couple of moments, Ren rubs the mirthful tears from their eyes as Aether walked back over- a small armful of drinks in tow, “I told Sara to let me handle giving you guys your drinks, so she could focus on the food.”

“That’s quite sweet of you!” Paimon pointed out as Aether slotted himself into the chair between Paimon and Ren, “Paimon noticed you’ve been really happy lately!”

“What gave you that idea?” Aether joked, knowing full well the two knew why, however Ren simply gave a confused tilt of the head, opting to just listen to the two banter as usual.

“Hmm, well, it just seems like ever since you and Soren had sorted your situation out, you’ve just seemed to brighten up! Paimon noticed how you smiled at them a lot more than usual, and your willingness to help those around you has gotten much more... proactive.” Paimon tried to explain, somewhat fumbling over her words, ending up sputtering as Aether simply put the cup to her mouth and tilted it towards her- causing her drink to start spilling into her mouth as she spoke. It earned a chuckle from Ren, as she bapped at the glass until Aether set it back down- a cheeky amused grin never leaving his features.

“Did you ask Paimon that just to do that?!” She exclaimed as she regained her composure from the surprise, “That’s mean!”

“It’s called a prank, Paimon,” Aether lightly teased, before whispering quietly, “Besides, you were saying too much.”

“But it’s the truth! Paimon knew you were harboring feelings before, but now after that whole mess, it seems like you’re ready to take on anything!”

Aether chuckled sheepishly, a blush having started to break his mischievous composure from before, “C’mon, I’m sure I’m not acting that different from how I normally do.”

Ren hummed in thought, ears lightly twitching as they considered the light bickering and banter between the two, before adding in their own two-cents.

“Well, sure, you’re not acting much different,” They piped up, “But your energy is notably shifted. Like you're no longer as distant from the current state of things… like you're actually emotionally present, for once.”

“Huh?” Aether tilted his head, a bit confused as to Ren’s sudden explanation, to which they further clarified.

“Your body language changes depending on your current psychological state of mind, and your overall well-being. If you’re in a decent mood, you stand as you normally would. Sad, and it’ll show. It takes much practice to hide emotions to the point your body language doesn’t give you away, but even so, someone like me can read how you feel pretty easily... I just haven’t before until now.”

Aether and Paimon sat in silence for a few moments, processing what they said and furthermore what in the actual hell any of that actually meant. Ren flustered up, ears twitching once more as they laughed almost nervously.

“Did I forget to mention I’m an empath? It’s a type of person who’s exceptionally good at reading other peoples feelings, and feeling them themselves. It derives from the word empathy,” They sheepishly explained further, “I’ve been able to read people’s emotions for as long as I can remember… which, isn’t much, but I was probably able to do it before I woke up in Mondstadt as well. I just hadn’t before because I feel it’s usually intrusive to do so. So I repress doing so, unless I feel like others are in need of help.”

“How do you repress something like that?” Aether asked, not in disbelief but rather out of curiosity, resting his cheek into the palm of his hand as he looked to them, and they knew he had to be listening quite closely. They turned even more flustered out of shyness.

“I-it’s something I’ve learned overtime...if I had my abilities on all the time, I’d go crazy. It’s more about training yourself to focus inward, and focus on yourself, rather than those around you. Sometimes I slip up, especially when I’m tired or in a bad mood, but I never read you before, Aether.” They turned to him as they spoke his name, and smiled, “...But you’re calming. Calm, mixing with joy and...and…” They stuttered, unable to say the word they knew was on the tip of their tongue. Aether only giggled as they shyly hid their face in their hands, a soft little shy whine drawing from the back of their throat. He could only reassuringly pet their head, and shake his own head.

“Don’t worry, I know. Still, that’s...an amazing ability to have.” Aether simply responded, “I’m glad you told us.”

“I kind’ve….Kind’ve forgot to tell you both… we were so busy, it must’ve slipped my mind. It’s why I’m so invested in other people’s well being.” They mumbled between their fingers, eventually looking back to meet Aether’s calming yet deep gaze into their anxious dark brown eyes.

“Looking back, it makes sense...you always knew just when to step in and force us to either rest, or to take a breather to keep us from overexerting ourselves.” Aether noted, recalling all the times they helped out in what he thought were smaller ways- but were in actuality just as important as their abilities to fight and deduction skills, “You’re really talented…”

“I wouldn’t say that… You had to teach me how to fight and such, I’m not that talented.” They spoke down upon themselves again, brushing the bangs out of their eyes. Aether gave a bit of a pout, raising an eyebrow doubtfully at their statement.

“Ren, before we met you knew how to sing, how to dance, how to draw- to the point you had made it your job. And now you just mentioned that you had this ability to read others emotions. Not to mention,” Aether cheekily held up the poem they had written for him, and watched the tips of their ears flush in a galactic blush, “You can write exceptionally well. You’re amazing, Ren.”

Ren remained quiet, though they were clearly starting to smile, he could see it in their eyes. Letting their hands fall, sure enough, there was a sharp-toothed grin on their face.

“I-I…” Eventually they tried to speak, “...Thank you.”

That got Aether to chuckle again, a hand reaching down to gently scratch behind their ears once more, “There we go, that’s better.”

Still, he was surprised to find the brunette lightly yanking his chair closer to them, and hug the blonde tightly. He hesitated for a split second, before returning the gesture wholeheartedly.

“No, really...thank you. I-I know I probably make things difficult sometimes, but hearing that from you just...means so much...It lets me know I’m doing something right.” They mumbled into his shirt, cheek pressed into his chest, “I just...I...you mean a lot to me.”

Aether paused for a second. Did it sound like they were about to say something else, or was it just him?

Still, before he would ask, Sara approached with food, coughing nervously to herself to get the trio’s attention. Sighing to himself, he watched as Ren jumped back a few feet with a nervous squeak, falling off the chair in the process. He guessed he would ask later on, after having dinner of course, so he smiled and thanked Sara for her effort, picking almost nervously at his food as Paimon began to eat, trying not to clearly laugh.

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Later on that evening, after Aether had passed off Paimon to a very peeved Cavalry Captain, him alongside Ren were walking just around Mondstadt, taking in the cheer of the environment. Various forms of music played in the streets as many sorts of bards who called the city their home sang various tales from their lives, sung of the god Barbatos, Sung of the tale of the windfaring dragon. Hands intertwined, Ren hummed along to the songs as they passed by, seemingly calm in the city. Part of him was glad they were so calm in such a busy environment, as when they were in Liyue- during the time of the lantern rite as a matter of fact- he recalled they mentioned feeling overwhelmed with all the pretty lights and music and people. In a way, it showed that Mondstadt truly was their home.

It was starting to get rather late, the sun barely shimmering still in a pale pink and orange sky. Thankfully, it was another gorgeous evening in Mondstadt. The Windblume Ceremony would be tomorrow night, a signal to the end of the festivities. As it turned out, Aether had been chosen to pick the flower to represent Mondstadt in this year’s celebration- although he still held the question in the back of his mind...truly, what WAS a Windblume flower?

But, for the time being, he didn’t need to think about it, he supposed. Mostly because, for the time being, Aether’s focus was on Ren, and the way the sunset had framed their face in a soft reddish orange glow. Their eyes were-quite literally- sparkling, no longer worried about their own struggles or concerns, but simply enjoying the feeling in the air of the festival. They turned to look at Aether, and he flustered up a bit.

“Isn’t the Windblume Festival just so much fun? It has such a better energy than the lantern rite in Liyue!” They spoke with conviction, letting go of his hand only for a brief moment to do a small sprint forward with an excited twirl and a cat-like chirp of joy. Aether only watched their movements with a small smile on his face, honestly only half paying attention to what they said. It had to be the first time since he first met them that he’s seen them this...legitimately happy.

“Yeah, sure is...beautiful.” Aether said, though more-so to himself than to the twirling brunette, watching their sash twirl with them. Mostly because, in fact, he wasn’t talking about the Windblume Festival… he was talking about them, having fun for once without a care in the world. Beautiful.

For a long time, before he finally shoved past his fears and confessed to them, he had shoved these thoughts down into the deepest areas of his subconscious, not wanting to think of things like personal relationships or anything of the sort. Not when Lumine had told him to leave Teyvat, not when he still had to find his dear sister.

Yet, like pandora’s box, it seemed those thoughts were resurfacing now, watching them goof off and twirl and spin and-

“Ren, be careful!” Aether snapped out of his thoughts quick enough to speak, however he could only watch them lose their footing and land into the water of the fountain that surrounded Barbatos’s statue.

Rather than be upset though, naturally the hydro equipped adepti simply started cackling, not bothering to try and get back up for a few good moments while they rode the high of their positive energy. It was infectious, and sure enough a moment later Aether couldn’t help but to shake his head and laugh as well. He couldn’t help it, despite everything they could be so bright sometimes- and despite what they had faced, they still chose to smile and help others. It was admirable.

“Here, take my hand,” He walked over to where they sat, offering a hand to them. He watched water droplets quietly circle around their head- a habit they tended to do when they were in the water as a result of their vision. Smiling, they took his hand, although that smile quickly fell into an open mouthed gasp as he pulled them up and into his chest. And for that moment, time stilled.

“Hey, Soren,” His voice was quiet, tender, and considerate, “...Do you remember when we first met? It was in this same plaza, and you were humming the song the bard’s playing right now.”

As he spoke, they felt a slightly harsher, but still intending to be gentle wind along their back as Aether gently ran his hand up more towards their shoulder blades, using a small bit of his anemo abilities as he did so to dry them off from their spill into the fountain only moments prior.

“I remember, yeah,” They responded after a moment of trying to find the willpower to actually speak again, “It was right after your first encounter with Dvalin...and before we became teammates.”

“Mhm,” He couldn’t help but chuckle as he felt them shudder a bit from the cold bite of wind along their neck, “Sorry, your clothes can be pretty thick.”

That at least got a giggle out of them, bangs fluffing out of their face and making a bit of a frizzy mess as it dried at the elemental magic, delicate hands that wielded a sword gently combing through the dark brown locks. Hearing a soft sigh, Aether only chuckled even more at their reaction.

“I remember that I inspired you.” Aether continued after a brief moment, “How you always wanted to be an adventurer yourself, but was...too scared to. But seeing someone like me, someone who was completely new to Mondstadt and this world, manage to scare off a dragon back to his lair… It inspired you to at least try.”

Ren couldn’t help but blush and let out an embarrassed little snort.

“Yes, and then I nearly got myself killed trying to take out one of the hillichurl camps.” They grumbled quietly, clearly sheepish about the event.

“Still, when I came to help out and ended up hurt… It was the moment you got your Vision, wasn’t it? Finding your will to fight again and make things right, after your actions had gotten someone else harmed.” As the gentle breeze of anemo faded from his fingertips, they looked away flustered.

“I mean, yeah, I suppose...It just hurt my heart to see someone else hurt because of my actions.” They mumbled, “I didn’t even think of what I had to do, I just...Put it on and went for it, I had to get them off of you.”

“You were really happy at being able to protect me, you actually started laughing and dancing not too long after that battle ended.” Aether pointed out, watching their face turn further shades of blues and purples from embarrassment.

“I had really hoped you forgotten that...I probably looked really dumb,” They muttered, trying to cover their face with one hand, only for Aether to gently grab it, a thumb rubbing gentle circles across their knuckles.

“I didn’t...but I know you definitely didn’t look stupid then. Part of me wanting to see how well you could do...well...other dances,” Aether started to fluster over his words, his somber facade cracking into a more goofy, awkward, yet very sincere one, “...I guess what I mean to say is, I wasn’t able to ask then but uh...better late than never, right? So, ah…” He cleared his throat into his opposing hand, before awkwardly rubbing the back of his neck, unable to meet their eyes in his own slight embarrassment.

“Little Dreamer, would you care for a dance?” He’d have to thank Xinqiu and Venti for the line later…

Ren could only blink in response to that for a few moments, fumbling over their tongue for the words to speak, and eventually stuttering out a simple little, “S-Sure…”

And just like that, time had started to move, once again.

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Letting go of their hand for a brief moment, the traveler in question had simply turned to slip off his gloves, tucking them into one of the many pockets in his oversized pants. After a moment of contemplation, staring blankly at his hands for a few moments, he offered it to them with a small, shy smile.

“Shall we?” He chuckled as he spoke, watching with twitching and flittering ears as Ren had put their hand in his, the sound of the lyre nearby only seeming to grow louder as the world began to grow just more quiet. When Aether took a glance around however, he found it wasn’t a trick of his mind- while the little plaza that sat before the church of Barbatos was mainly empty- there were of course a few fortunate souls who took notice to the display, falling quiet and watching. Not to mention, the bard in question only smirked, seeming to play louder. He’ll have to make another note to pay the bard a decent tip later, although it didn’t prevent his face from turning an embarrassing shade of pink.

However, seeing Ren’s expression still frozen in shock and flusteredness, Aether hummed quietly and put his other hand on their cheek, lightly scratching behind their ear.

“It’s alright, relax. It’s just me,” He tried to calm them down, only to hear them chuckle shyly.

“You do not understand how little that helps in this,” They respond, their face a delightful shade of blues and purples.

Chuckling as well, he moved his hand from their cheek slowly down to their shoulder….down their arm, and to their waist. Ren couldn’t help but notice at the moment, the varying degree of scars that littered his hand- his somewhat calloused fingers from each battle and the little paler lines that jagged across them...and they knew that he lived a life so much more dangerous than he did now.

“Just dance how you normally would,” He spoke of reassurance, and to that they opened their mouth to say something...only to close it again seconds after with a small nod. Truth be told, they were...a bit shy about their dancing, but they wouldn’t pass up the opportunity to dance with him due to their fears and anxieties.

They fell silent after that, looking down a bit sheepishly and stepping slightly closer to Aether. Raising an eyebrow at that, he couldn’t help but chuckle even more at their shyness as the hand that held theirs adjusted slightly. The hand at their waist tightened, just a bit, comfortingly. He wouldn’t let them go- not again. Not when he almost lost them several times now in several aspects.

So, slowly, taking the initiative, he began to move- carefully and elegantly. One step to the side turned to another, Ren following each movement almost naturally. Hands entwined, that felt like they were meant for this purpose alone- to be held by the other. One step, two step, three, he felt their shoulders relax a bit, their other hand loosely draped over his shoulder. Tightened, tense and nervous tanned fingers slowly loosened, as with each beat of their heart and the strum of the lyre melted away their anxieties. Right here, at this moment, nothing else mattered.

The only thing that mattered was the warmth of his hands, the warmth of his breath- which they could feel ever so slightly brush against their face as they pressed just a bit closer to him- feeling their chest brush against his stomach.

Ren couldn’t help it, a smile started to escape their anxious features, letting the music slowly seep through the fear and worries that plagued their heart, and delve deep into the features of their soul. When nothing else was there for them- music truly was. It was the one thing they cherished in this world more than life itself. People could abandon them, people could leave, and yet music was always there waiting for them in times of sadness, or right now...in times of joy.

Slowly, their steps started to deviate, a slight bit. A bit more graceful, a bit more elegant, more relaxed and calm and at peace with everything in the world. Yet, more complicated- Aether had to focus to keep up with their movements- lest he trip.

Aether could feel it too, the way the whole world started to fall apart around him- how everything else in the background had faded to nothing else but white noise all except for himself, and the tiny little nonbinary before him. The little hydro being with literal stars in their eyes and glitter radiating from their hair at each movement, with dewdrops starting to lightly dance around their face as they were losing themselves in the calmness of the music. All there was, was himself, and them. Nothing else- no one else- mattered for the time being.

The more they relaxed, the more confident the two became in their movements. Uncertain steps of hesitation turned to confident strides, gliding across the concrete like it was made specifically to keep up with their movements. Just as quickly, the two fell into sync. Letting go of their waist at the perfect time as they gave a gentle twirl, never letting go of his hand and twirling away- then back towards him. Him, gently scooping them upwards into his arms to twirl them around, the braid of his hair starting to get messy in the flurry of movement and wind and peace. Yet, it was all so perfect. With every few steps, the two would step on the other’s foot, or his hand would slip a bit and accidentally grab at their hip, or he would almost be sent tumbling into the concrete- yet, it felt so fluid and simple and perfect. Simply perfect. Something that matched the both of them, he would even argue.

Never letting go of the other’s hand, the two danced in a way that almost seemed like their souls were connected. Even if the one fumbled, the other made it seem intentional, and vice versa. Hands would trail between brushing away strands of hair, to gliding down the other’s body, gently grabbing at clothes and dramatic gestures that made them both smile. The music got louder still, but not in an overwhelming way...in fact, in a way that swallowed them both whole. Ren’s heart started to race, energy surging through them with a mix of overexcitement and pure joy. Their movements starting to get even more complicated, making Aether struggle to keep up if not slightly. He never had to really learn these particular dance moves- so where did they learn them from? Was there something they couldn’t do?

Once again, they twirled, this time taking the blonde with them- him quickly gripping their waist to prevent either of them from falling as their hair whirled around them- catching in their face and then being swept away again in the wind as they kept twirling, twirling, twirling. He felt the band in his braid start to come loose, and eventually fly off with the force of gravity working against him- blonde strands starting to go into a chaotic cacophony of giggling and laughter as Aether could only scoop them back up, taking control of the whirls and twirls in both of their steps to keep them both from tumbling back into the fountain once again in their flurry of dancing. As if, if they didn’t keep moving, the world would collapse around them, and reality would come crashing back in once again. Aether couldn’t help but lightly toss them up, a surge of anemo accompanying it to send Ren flying up- and following his feeling, Ren elegantly twirled up into the sky, sending specks of water into the sky that caught the sun perfectly to light the plaza in a warm rainbow light of dew dropped light. Falling back to the ground, Aether easily caught them in his arms, continuing to twirl as the dewdrops followed them down, lightly raining themselves and the clearing in a gentle mist. Aether couldn’t help but laugh, them following suit as their air grew slightly damp, as they kept twirling to the song, Aether’s hands clasped to their form to keep them steady as their cheek nuzzled into his neck, his frizzy messy hair almost akin to wings that shielded them from the world.

The music had started to slow, and with it, their movements- Aether setting Ren back down after a few moments as they pressed themselves straight to his body. The curtain of hair settled, revealing the two back to the rest of the world, although it definitely couldn’t be said that he looked as graceful as he did a bit ago with his hair starting to curl at the ends- strands frizzing up from the new humidity of the plaza. Following their slowing movements, Aether couldn’t help but lightly rest his head atop of theirs, cradling them to him as their feet moved slowly to the rhythm of the lyre that slowly ebbed away, until the plaza was quiet once again… leaving just them, in revire and a happy afterglow that could only be accomplished from feeling their souls truly connect on a level far beyond the mortal concept of love.

There were a few whispers amongst the small crowd that had gathered in the time; as well as the cheers of a very happy Paimon, but all Aether could hear was the ragged breath of his partner, a little worn from the burst of energy that had made their body act against its own accord only moments before. Blonde strands of hair fell in his face as he looked back down to them, brushing some dark hair from their face.

“I love you,” It was something softly spoken, words he had previously only reserved for his sister. But now, he had even more reason to say them. His breath was equally hastened, catching puffs of breath after the excitement and adrenaline. Ren looked back up to him in response, a smile on their face and sparkles in their eyes as they responded.

“...I love you too, Aether.” And a gentle kiss of reassurance placed on his mouth sent the crowd- and Paimon- into rapturous applause.

Windblume, afterall, was a time of love. Even for the Honorary Knight, and for the lost Dreamer of the Realms. If even those two could find love within each other; certainly there was always hope that love was truly out there- wasn’t there?

Even then, that didn’t matter in the end- at the end of the day; Aether had Ren. And Ren now had him. And for that perfect moment in time, that was all that ever truly mattered. Their perfect little Windblume Dance….and their perfect Windblume song.

#[ Ren Rambles ]#[ Storytime! ]#[ Stormy Winds ]#I finished this yesterday during the blackout #Anyway taketh

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five minutes of rest- a joesara(?) fic

the joesara isn’t too heavy in this one but i decided to post it here. i feel decent about it so i hope yall enjoy

By the time the final bullet had fired, cold metal piercing through plastic and giving way to a gush of unnaturally green blood, Sara’s fingers had grown sore and shaky wrapped around the gun. Slick with sweat and shivering against the oppressive chill of the facility, she coughed out a heavy breath and let her muscles slacken.

The portrait on the wall congratulated her cheerfully, and a plastic arm came falling down from the ceiling to clatter at her feet. As shaken as she was, the sight was hardly enough to bother her by now and she only let out another exhausted sigh as the painted figure went still.

“Sara!” Joe was the first to spring out of his seat and bound toward her. “Oh my god, you did it!” He skidded to a halt in front of her and took her hands in his, shaking them with joy.

The others made their way over to her slowly, Q-taro giving a grudging nod of approval and Keiji itching the back of his neck with a satisfied grin. Kai was a bit slower, lingering to get out of his chair, but there was an undeniable smile on his face as he approached the group.

Q-taro’s mumbles acknowledging her strength and Keiji’s vague mutters about how she’d proved him right were all overshadowed by Joe’s frantic queries. He’d always been almost overbearingly affectionate, but never before had he fretted quite so much over Sara’s well-being.

“Oh, jeez, your hands are so stiff,” he remarked, focusing on rubbing the tension out of her fingers. “Shit, that was stressful, I’m glad it’s over.”

“So am I,” Sara sighed out, giving the arm at her feet a gentle nudge. “Yep, it’s plastic.”

“’Find my body,’ huh?” Keiji interjected, casting a curious stare at the arm. “Must be related to the doll’s head, hm?”

“Most likely.” Sara was still letting Joe rub away at her hands; it was relaxing, and not all that much of a bother.

“You think we should take this along, then?” Joe glanced up from his persistent efforts to make eye contact with Keiji, who nodded in affirmation. “Alright, cool!”

“A’ight, I’ll keep it in the box for now,” Q-taro chimed in, unceremoniously stuffing the arm into his First Trial box and hefting it under his arm.

Sara nodded slowly, the adrenaline racing through her veins slowly beginning to cool down. God, she hadn’t experienced anything so stressful in her life… she hoped that she wouldn’t have to experience anything like that again, but she had a sinking suspicion that soon enough that challenge would be nothing but child’s play.

“Wonder where Sou ran off to?” Joe mused, giving Sara’s hands one last pat then letting them fall. “He never came back, did he? Oh, well… he was your partner, right, Sara?”

She nodded. God, her ears were still ringing, and ringing loud. “Yeah.”

“Well, then, it’s dangerous to be alone around here. Guess you’re stuck with me, huh?” He added cheerfully.

“Guess so,” she chimed in, trying to keep the weariness out of her smile.

Her attempt was unsuccessful, though, because it took one quick examination of her face for Joe’s face to fall. “Hey… you doin’ alright? Maybe it’ll be better if you get some rest before we head out.”

“I’m fine, I’m fine,” she brushed him off, already making her way to the exit and beckoning him to follow. “It’ll probably be better if I walk it off, anyhow.”

“Aww, c’mon, Sara!” She hadn’t accounted for how quick Joe was, and it only took an instant for him to catch up to her and grab at her hand. “You look exhausted, man. How about you rest on my shoulder for, say, five minutes? We can get up right after that, promise.”

There was still so much to do, so much limited time, and Sara was about to turn around and give him a firm “no…” But one look at his pleading eyes was, unfortunately, enough to soften her heart.

“Alright, fine, five minutes. But no more than that, you hear?”

He nodded cheerfully, and almost immediately Sara slumped against the wall and let herself slide down. It should’ve been impossible to be this tired; she didn’t know when exactly they’d been kidnapped, but it couldn’t have been that long ago. She’d been unconscious for awhile, too, and that should’ve been more than enough sleep.

Still, though, the stress of meeting so many strangers, of exploring this terrifying new facility, of firing a gun (at her best friend, no less) had taken a toll on her. She could already feel the dark circles under her eyes, which had been developing for months, growing heavy.

“Alright, here.” Joe gave his shoulder a sheepish pat and smiled encouragingly at Sara. “C’mon, you’ve hugged me before, I don’t bite.”

Sara quirked her eyebrows up, almost disbelievingly, and that produced a flurry of giggles from her best friend.

“Come on already, Sara! The five minutes doesn’t start until you lean on my shoulder…”

“Shit,” she mumbled good-humoredly under her breath, and let herself lean onto Joe’s shoulder.

He’d always radiated heat (which had been comforting in the winter, as Sara’s fingers were frozen even in the warmest of times), but she’d never appreciated it as much as she did curled up on the cold tiles of the Russian Roulette room. She could feel his steady warmth beneath the rough blue fabric of his blazer, as well as his heart beating out a steady rhythm.

Despite everything, he was still alive and well, breathing deeply beside her. Joe was alright.

“There, is that a bit better?” He whispered in a considerably softer tone.

“Mhm.” She shifted a little bit to get more comfortable, eliciting a chuckle from him in response.

“Alright, good. Now…” he gave her cheek a quick poke, giggling when she squirmed. “Close your eyes. I’ll wake you up when the five minutes is over.”

“No, you won’t.”

“Aw, you don’t trust me? After everything we’ve been through? That’s just rude.” His shoulders tensed up quite purposefully, and she grumbled at the discomfort.

“Alright, fine, fine,” she said, and squeezed her eyes insistently shut.

A sort of quiet peace overtook the room, punctuated only by Joe’s soft breaths next to her. She couldn’t deny that his presence had always been a comfort to her, and undeniably always would be. Next to him, she felt safe and content; like there was no death game, no group to take charge of, no complicated array of strong personas to adorn. She was just Sara, and he was just Joe.

She felt his arm shift, letting his hand fall from his lap, and he placed one of his warm hands over her icy ones. “God, your fingers are cold. Did you soak them in ice before we got kidnapped?” He mumbled quietly.

“I wish, that would be a decent justification,” Sara quietly replied.

“In any case, I’ll warm ‘em up,” he responded cheerfully, and cupped his soft hand over hers.

Sara smiled softly against his shoulder (trying not to smile wide enough for him to notice) and fluttered her eyes shut once more. She could feel the tension in her shoulders melting slowly out, her raging heartbeat cooling back down.

As the heavy drowsiness overcame her, she thought she heard Joe whisper something out, but she was too disconcerted to catch it… and let herself fall asleep.

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Sara blinked awake, and the soreness in her muscles and heaviness under her eyes immediately became evident. She stared listlessly at the ground for a second, trying to make sense of her surroundings… and realized it wasn’t the cold blue tiles of the Russian Roulette room. It was thin, rough carpet, akin to that of a hotel room.

She lifted her head slowly, blinking the sleep out of her eyes, and gave the shoulder she’d been resting on a sidelong glance. She was greeted not by blue fabric, but grey.

Keiji, who was hunched over on the edge of the bed, chin propped on his hand, glanced over at her and slowly sat up. “Hey, you’re up. Sleep well?”

She didn’t know how to respond for a few moments, eyes going blank and welling up with tears. For that brief moment, she’d convinced herself that it was him she was leaning up against… that she was resting on the person who made her feel like home.

When she blinked, though, all she could see was blindingly bright red and the glint of sterile light against bloodstained silver tubes.

“I guess so,” she muttered in response.

Keiji got to his feet slowly and rolled his shoulders, the audible crunches piercing the melancholy silence of the room. Sara monitored him as he did so, eyes heavy with exhaustion and distrust. As kind as he’d been, to let her rest against him, there was something dark and cruel in the policeman’s eyes that she was too scared to confront.

What a cruel trick for the universe to play, to take Joe away from her and leave this hulking menace as her only protection.

He really was gone, wasn’t he?

“Alright.” Keiji turned to fix her with his impenetrable stare, reaching an arm up to scratch at the back of his neck. “We better get going, then, huh?”

She nodded and took a few sorrowful steps toward the door. Almost unconsciously, her fingers grasped at the air for a hand that wasn’t there.

“Yeah. Let’s get going.”

#i need to stop writing #but i dont feel like it so i wont #yttd #your turn to die #kimi ga shine #joesara #yttd fanfiction #joe tazuna #sara chidouin #keiji shinogi #depressobean rambles #long post

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unfortunate-arrow · 3 years

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Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas

[This is my secret santa gift for @raymondhope-writer for the @hphmsecretsanta2020! Hope you like it and that Daniel isn’t out of character! Have a great holiday!]

“Ninguid,” Daniel Carter said, his nose still buried in the book as the portrait swung open once he had given the password.

He glanced up at the common room for a moment. It was empty, as was to be expected considering that it was the Christmas holidays. He returned his attention to his book. Unfortunately, the common room seemed to have a different idea. There must have been something in his way because the next thing Daniel knew he was sprawled on the floor.

He stood up, brushing the legs of his robes instinctively. He bent down and picked up his book, setting it on a nearby table. He turned around and focused on the object he had tripped over. It was a pair of beaten up red converse sneakers. Daniel frowned.

“Oh, jeez, I’m sorry.” The voice had a thick accent that Daniel couldn’t quite place and belonged to a rather familiar looking boy. Daniel was pretty sure that he had seen the boy on the quidditch team and around Hogwarts, but couldn’t remember his name.

“Oh, it’s fine,” Daniel said.

“No, really. My brother’s right. Although, don’t tell him that. But, I need to be more careful. I wasn’t aware of anyone else who chose to stay for the holidays,” the boy said, awkwardly scratching the back of his head.

“Oh, really, it’s fine, mate.” He paused for a moment, watching the boy. “By any chance, are you on the quidditch team?”

“What? Oh, yeah. A chaser,” the boy answered.

“I thought that’s where I recognized you from.”

“Well, I’m Ryan. Ryan O’Donnell. The Gryffindor O’Donnell, as half the school calls me.”

The Gryffindor O’Donnell? Daniel frowned slightly at that. Why does that sound so familiar?

“I’m a quadruplet. That’s why. My brother, Conor’s in Ravenclaw, my sister, Cara’s in Slytherin and my other sister, Sara is in Hufflepuff,” Ryan said, shrugging as he bent down to pick up the sneakers.

Daniel’s eyes went wide. Oops, I must have said that out loud. But quadruplets? Holy hell! “I’m Daniel Carter, by the way. So, uh, why are you spending the Christmas holidays at Hogwarts?” He hoped it sounded casual enough.

Ryan’s cheeks flared red, and Daniel winced inwardly. He hadn’t meant to make the other boy uncomfortable.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable,” Daniel said.

“Oh, it’s no problem. Our family’s not spending Christmas at home, so the four of us decided to stay here,” Ryan answered, but it didn’t sound like he was telling the truth. At least, it didn’t to Daniel.

“My mother went to visit family in the United States.”

“Ah. We’ve been in Donegal since forever. Apparently, a however-many-great grandfather was the only survivor of the An Gorta Mór in our family.”

Daniel frowned. “An Gor… whatever?”

“The Great Hunger or the great famine. The 1840s potato blight in which millions of Irish either starved or emigrated.”

“Oh. I know what the famine was. I just didn’t know it was called that.”

“That’s the Irish name for it.”

“You know Irish?”

“Yeah. All four of us are fluent in Irish Gaelic. The damn Brits can try and stamp it out but we’ll rise up!” Ryan shook his fist and Daniel blinked. “Sorry. Us Irish don’t have a great relationship with the English.”

The two boys fell into a lapse of silence and Daniel took the moment to study the other boy. The boy was a few inches shorter than Daniel and had messy dark brown hair. Ryan looked fidgety as he was swinging one of the sneakers around. He wore a black bomber jacket and a pair of jeans.

“Anyways, since no one else is here, want to sit with me and my siblings at dinner?” Ryan asked, offering Daniel a smile.

“Sure. There’s four of you, what’s that like? You know being a quadruplet?” Daniel replied.

“What’s it like not being a quadruplet?”

“Touché.”

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Daniel tucked his hands into pockets of his pants as he made his way to the Great Hall. There were only about twenty students that had decided to stay behind for the Christmas holidays, so the professors had pushed the tables together to create one big table. There were also no longer the house restrictions. Although, those restrictions had never really stopped people from sitting with friends from other houses. Of course, Gryffindors were rarely found sitting at the Slytherin table and vice versa. Any other combination was bound to happen, but Slytherins and Gryffindors rarely fraternized in the Great Hall, especially not during dinner.

Daniel found Ryan easily. His fellow Gryffindor was sitting at a corner of the table, talking animatedly to a red haired girl and two other dark haired students. The boy had lighter hair than the other girl and both wore glasses.

“Oh, hey, Daniel! Over here!” Ryan called loudly and Daniel got the distinct impression that the Irish boy was rarely quiet.

“Guys, this is Daniel Carter. He’s in Gryffindor with me. Daniel, these are my siblings,” Ryan announced to the other three.

“Hi, I’m Cara,” the red haired girl said, smiling. She stuck her hand out to him.

“Hi. You’re in Slytherin, right?” Daniel asked.

“Yep. Slytherin. I’m not a jerk like half of us are, though.” She smirked, slightly at him.

Daniel laughed awkwardly.

“I’m Sara,” the dark haired girl said. She wore a sweater that was too big for her and Daniel was fairly certain that the sweater didn’t belong to either Ryan or his other two siblings.

“Hey. You’re in Hufflepuff?”

“Yeah. It’s nice to meet you, Daniel.”

“C-C-C… shit. Conor. I’m C-Conor,” the lighter haired boy said, his cheeks reddening. He looked somewhat familiar, like Daniel had seen him around in more than just the hall.

“Hi. Ravenclaw, right?”

Conor nodded. Daniel was fairly certain that he’d rumors about Conor O’Donnell. He had to be the student that was known as “that dumbass Ravenclaw who can’t even speak properly.” Of course, there’s no way in hell that Daniel was going to ask him that. He wasn’t going to bring up the stutter. Who’s to judge someone on something so uncontrollable?

He watched the siblings start talking and could barely follow the conversation. One big issue was how thick their accents were. It had been fairly easy to follow just Ryan in their previous conversation, but with all four of them it felt almost impossible to follow with the accents.

“That dragon is pretty cool,” Cara said.

“Thank you. It’s from my mum’s side of the family,” Daniel said.

“This ring was our mother’s. Our father bought it for her,” Sara said, holding her right hand out.

The ring was silver and had a braided band with a pair of hands holding a heart. The point of the heart was pointing towards her.

“What is it?” he asked.

“It’s a claddagh ring. They’re originally from Galway,” Sara explained.

“And when the heart’s point is pointed towards its wearer, that means they’re dating someone,” Cara said with a smirk across her face.

“Oh, shut up.”

The sisters grinned at one another. Daniel’s heart ached for a moment at the sight. He missed when he and Jacob had had moments like that. Jacob may have been a hell-raiser and they might have never been all that close, but Daniel still loved his older brother.

“Hey, Conor, are you taking Arithmancy?” Daniel asked suddenly, after pausing a moment or two to watch the other O’Donnell boy.

Conor nodded.

“I thought you looked somewhat familiar,” Daniel said.��

“Ah,” Conor muttered.

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Dinner came and went. It was loud and cheery. The professors pulled a lot of antics, which was not something Daniel had expected. Then again, this was the first Christmas that Daniel had spent at Hogwarts with so few students. It had been enjoyable and the O’Donnell siblings were quite interesting, but he still enjoyed spending some time alone.

The halls of Hogwarts were decorated cheerily. There were little twinkling lights around all of the windows and twinkled against the snow. Snow swirled around the windows as a blizzard raged outside. The halls were slightly drafty, but the bite of the cold was perfect to Daniel. It made him slightly cold to temper the warmth of a full stomach and an enjoyable time.

“Daniel!” a familiar voice called, and as he turned around, a smile spread across his face.

“Penny, hi,” he said, his stomach flipping.

Penny’s blonde hair was not in her usual braids, and it was down. She wore a dark green sweater with bright red stripes that had a badger wearing a Santa hat in the center. Daniel couldn’t stop the smile as it spread even wider across his face.

“Did I see you eating with the O’Donnell quadruplets?” Penny asked.

“Yeah. I met Ryan O’Donnell earlier today after I tripped over his sneakers,” Daniel admitted.

“Ah. They’re good guys. Sara’s prefect for our year and she’s dating Barnaby Lee. They’ve been together since November, but rumor has it they started dating after OWLs last year. Conor’s fodder for a lot of gossip. He’s quiet and mysterious, which makes half the girls want to date him. I suppose he’s handsome in a way as well. His stutter also makes him a subject for a lot of nasty gossip as well.”

“Penny…”

“I’m rambling again, aren’t I?”

Daniel laughed and grinned. “A little.”

“Happy Christmas. I wanted to give you this.”

Penny pressed an incredibly elegantly wrapped gift into his hands. He swallowed.

“Penny. You didn’t have to get me anything,” he said, his voice soft.

“Daniel, I wanted to. I wanted to get a gift for someone who’s incredibly important to me,” Penny answered.

“Thank you. I… I don’t have anything for you.”

“That’s okay.” She paused, catching the look on his face. “Daniel, I don’t care. If you really want to get me something, I won’t care if it’s late.”

“Jeez, Penny. I’ll get you something later. I promise.”

“Okay. Just open it please!”

“Okay.”

Daniel grinned and gently opened the ornately wrapped gift. It was an old Defense Against the Dark Arts book, one that he had never seen before. His eyes went wide and he gently ran a finger down the spine and traced the ornately designed cover. He swallowed again and brought his eyes to Penny’s, blue meeting blue.

“Do you like it?” Penny asked, shyly. It was a look Daniel rarely saw on her.

Daniel opened his mouth and shut it again. He thought for a moment.

“Wow. I love it, Penny,” he said.

“Really?”

“Penny, this is amazing. Where’d you find it?”

“I found it at a shop in Hogsmeade. The one for used books.”

“Oh! I haven’t been in that shop too much. But seriously, Penny, I really like it.”

“You’re welcome. I’m really glad that you like it. I know that you’re working so hard to learn new skills and stuff, so I thought of you when I found the book.”

“What were you doing in the used book store, though?”

“Oh, I was looking for something for Beatrice. I thought that maybe she’d like a nice book or something. I just really didn’t know what to get her. I stumbled across it and thought of you.”

“Well, thank you again. I really appreciate it.”

Penny grinned widely at him and took one of his hands in her own. He swallowed and tucked the book under his arm in order to wipe his sweaty hand on his pants. They walked quietly through the halls of Hogwarts, towards the Hufflepuff common room. Daniel smiled. This was amazing. Penny’s hand felt right in his.

He glanced at her through his peripheral vision and his smile widened. She was beautiful and kind and grounding. He felt normal around her. He wasn’t the kid with the missing brother and the dead father. He wasn’t Carter or any other nickname he had been given. He was just Daniel, a sixteen-year-old boy, with a girl that he really liked and that was the most important thing about everything he felt around her. He felt normal, like he was more than just a name and a figure.

“Thank you for walking me back, Daniel. Happy Christmas,” Penny said, standing on her tip-toes and pressed her lips carefully to his cheek.

“Happy Christmas, Penny,” he whispered, his free hand coming to rest against the spot where her lips had touched as he watched her walk to the barrels that marked the Hufflepuff common room. He smiled to himself and turned away once Penny had entered the Hufflepuff common room.

Later that night, Daniel carefully laid the book onto his nightstand and smiled to himself as he climbed into bed. He drifted off to sleep with his mind swirling around thoughts of what to get Penny for a belated Christmas.

#hphm #hogwarts mystery #hphmsecretsanta2020 #daniel carter #ryan o'donnell #cara o'donnell #sara o'donnell #conor o'donnell #penny haywood #mc x penny haywood #daniel x penny #my writing #sorry if there are any mistakes #combined meeting other mcs (my o'donnell quads) with a canon character (penny)#hppe you like it!!!!#merry christmas #happy holidays #the title is from the carol 'have yourself a merry little christmas'#and i couldn't think of a better one

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surveys-at-your-service · 3 years

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Survey #457

“blue are the words i say and what i think / blue are the feelings that live inside of me”

Do you buy your lingerie at Victoria’s Secret? No. That shit is so overpriced and not for my size group. Would you ever use an online dating service? I never would again. Are you good at multitasking? ABSOLUTELY NOT. Have you ever eaten Frosted Mini Wheats? Ugh, those are so gross. What does your bikini look like? You think THIS bitch wears a bikini??????????????????????? Does age really matter in a relationship? To an extent, yes. How much does the last person you kissed mean to you? I honestly don't even know if I'd be here without her. Almost like magic, Sara popped back into my life right after I returned home from the hospital following my suicide attempt. She helped make recovery possible as a solid source of support. Do you use lotion? Not NEARLY enough. My skin is so dry; I need to. Do you believe in teenage love? I experienced it deeply and thoroughly, so yes. Have you ever sat on the roof of your house? No. Do you like Sublime? I like that one popular one of theirs. "Santaria" or whatever it's called? What’s your favorite movie genre? Paranormal horror, especially the "found footage" type. It's creepy to imagine it being actually real. Is there a celebrity that you’d be willing to have a one night stand with? If he was single? I know in my gut I would lmaooooo Do you want to live in your current town the rest of your life? OH MY GOD PLEASE NO If you found out today your best friend was gay what would you do? She's demisexual, so. She can like anybody. If you could get a pet for free today-what kind/what name? A tegu, because it wouldn't need an enclosure that I don't have. I'd let it free roam. God, I can only imagine Roman's reaction. How many people have you slept with? If you mean what I think you do by "slept," one. Do you ever wish you had a family business to become a part of? Not really. What’s the most gruesome way you could come up with to kill someone? Hunny, have you seen my dark RP????? The world best be glad I'm a pacifist lmfao Do you think anyone deserves to die that way? I don't believe in torture, so no. If you had to fight for survival, what would your weapon of choice be? A gun, I guess? I'd want something with range and that's quick. I wanted to say a bow and arrow, but preparing another arrow after shooting once could really cost you your life. Where did you buy your favorite pair of jeans? I don't wear jeans anymore. Do you have a large dog? We don't have a dog, period. If not, are you afraid of them? No, I love big 'ole puppos!!!!! I just don't wanna own a dog myself. Are you good at playing darts? Holy fuck no, I have NO hand-eye coordination. I once stabbed the guy at a balloon popping booth thing with a dart in the arm, if that tells you anything, ooooooooooof. Do you like breaded chicken sandwiches? YESSSSSSSSS omg Do your parents know that/if you smoke? They know that I don’t. Have you ever been under a blacklight? Omg so in elementary school, we did this thing once where we all washed our hands as best we could and then put them under some sort of light (maybe a blacklight, idk???) to see JUST how resilient germs are. You gotta scrub the fuck out ya hands, people. How many pounds do you want to lose? I'd rather not share a number, but a lot. What’s your favorite natural phenomenon? The Northern Lights. Do you snore? Very surprisingly for someone with sleep apnea like mine, I actually don't. How many people do you know with the same first name as you? Off the very top of my head, one, but it's spelled differently. I KNOW I know of a shitload more Brittanys, though. Is it possible you could be pregnant? Well, I haven't been intimate with a man in years and just finished my period, so like- Could you go a day without texting? I go most days without texting. Do you have a step-parent? My dad is remarried, so yes. If so, do you get along with them? She's EXTREMELY Christian, so her beliefs wildly disagree with mine, but I keep my mouth shut a lot just to keep the peace. She IS a very sweet woman, nevertheless, and am glad she and my dad are so happy together. Does your current/last job require that you wear a uniform? My last job (which lasted not even two hours lol) did. When will your driver’s license expire? My permit has been expired for like... two years. Do you live in an apartment? No. If the last person you kissed proposed to you what would you say? That's too wild a concept to even imagine. I'd probably ask if she was okay lmao. Would you ever get back with one of your exes? Weeeelp, I want to get back together with Girt. Pretty badly. Write a foreign word, and what it means: "Schadenfreude" is a German term that essentially means secondhand embarrassment, but it doesn't have a perfect translation. Is there an ex you think about everyday? Inevitably. That's PTSD, my friends. Who is the last person that you said I love you to, besides family members? Sara. What's the worst thing you have ever said to anyone? Something along the lines of "no one could ever love you like I do." It boils my blood just typing that; I considered even deleting this question. That quote right there is fucking manipulation, even IF I thoroughly believed it. Who was the last person to comment one of your pictures? I don't feel like looking. Do you tend to go for older or younger when looking for someone to date? It's weird, I'm into slightly older-than-me guys, but probably girls who are barely a bit younger than me. Have you ever been used? I don't think so. Have you ever not been able to get someone out of your head? Like I've said in plenty of surveys: Jason is probably a permanent fixture. But also as of the past two days, Girt's been living up there. I went from "hmmm I just don't know how I feel" to "FUCK I want to talk to him about how stupidly into him I am right this fucking INSTANT" pretty goddamn fast. It kinda scares me just because of how extreme my feelings are. Again. That's only ever gotten me hurt. Buuuut let's not get into that. Have you ever got caught cheating on a test? No, because I've never tried to. Will your next kiss be a mistake? I hope it won't be. But it's not like I know the future. Have you ever worn an oxygen mask? Actually yes, when I was young and thought I was having an asthma attack or something. Mom had one for her own asthma. Then I obviously wore one for surgery. What song do you want to be played at your funeral? "Paradise" by Coldplay is absolutely #1. How many swear words are in the song you’re listening to? I'm not listening to music; I'm back to watching Gab play Sekiro. What color was the last swimsuit you wore? Black. Have you ever kissed anyone of the same sex, and if so, who? Yeah, just Sara. Who did you last tell to ‘shut up’? Ha, I think my WoW friend Lyndsey, but only playfully, of course. We pick fun at each other all the time. Would you ever get a tattoo of a boyfriend/girlfriend's name? NOOOOOOOOO. Are you one of those girls who already have baby names picked out? I know what I'd name my kids IF I actually wanted any, yeah, but I don't. Do you think guys with long hair are attractive? Yessss, I love long hair on guys. Are any of your siblings taller than you? I think Ashley is a liiiiil bit taller? I know my brother is, for sure. Have you ever scared someone so badly that they cried? Yikes, no. When was the last time you wore high heels? Boy oh boy, no idea. Is there someone that you want to hurt right now? Jeez, no thanks. What was the most interesting or colorful birthday cake you’ve had? I don't remember, but I'm sure something from childhood. What was the last thing someone bought you? Was it expensive? Mom bought me food from McD's, which obviously isn't expensive. Do you have any interesting moles anywhere you don’t want people to know of? No. Have you ever gotten high or drunk in a really formal place? Strong "no" there. Do you ever write poetry and post it on any certain websites? On the very rare occasion I write poetry and actually like it, I'll sometimes post it on dA. What do you miss most about your childhood? Actually, genuinely having fun and not dealing with fucking anhedonia. Would you like to know the precise date of your future death? Hell no. Do you photograph well? I'd like to hope so. Are there any animals you flat out refuse to touch? Maggots and similar bug larvae. What super power would you refuse, if it was offered to you, and why? Mind reading. It just sounds... awful and overwhelming. What’s your favorite discontinued product that you wish would come back? Oh, I KNOW I have answers to this, just none are coming to me immediately and I don't feel like sitting here for five minutes thinking about it. If adults had show and tell, what would you bring into work? My snek! :') If you had a reset button for the last 10 years, would you press it? Tempting, but... I don't think I would. I cannot go through how deep my depression was again. Who is someone you would never swear in front of? My nieces and nephew. Yes, I don't believe in profanity being a "thing" and is just a stupid human fabrication, but nevertheless I acknowledge societal standards and expectations, and they're way too young to get when you shouldn't say something like that and why. Have you ever won a contest or competition? A few. Who is your favorite TV character? I don't think I really have one? Do you coo over other people’s babies? Not really, no. Sometimes I'll think they're super cute and be like "awww," but I don't like... squeal and spaz like some people do. What is something that makes you very squeamish? VOMIT. Has there been a celebrity death that really affected you? Steve Irwin got me deeper than anyone else. Chester Bennington hit real hard, too. If you’re out of high school, have you stayed in touch with your high school friends? If you’re still in school, do you think you will? Most of my closest ones, yes, at least via Facebook. What’s a movie that you want to see? Old movie, but Jacob's Ladder. It was a massive influence on Silent Hill, so naturally, I'll probably love it. It's a classic, anyway. Do you use the same username everywhere online or do you have a lot? I use "Ozzkat" in most places, but I do have some other ones for different sites. Who was the last person you know who became pregnant? My friend Ana recently revealed she's expecting her second child, a boy. What fad were you actually into? I have zero clue. Have you ever tailgated? Would you want to? Fuck no. That's how so many wrecks happen. My sister legit got in a wreck with an 18-wheeler mostly because she was tailgating (which she does BADLY); she was trying to pass, and he moved over at the same time because he couldn't see her coming around. It's a borderline miracle she got out with only some cuts, bruises, and a seatbelt burn. Have patience, people. Get off cars' asses. Why did you fall for the last person romantically? Look, don't get me started on this. There are a shitload of reasons and I have been way too emotional over this the past few days laksdfja;lwke What’s the last thing you had to eat? A bagel w/ cream cheese for breakfast. Do you ever pick up your house phone? We don't have a landline phone. Truth be told, are you more into looks or personalities the most? Personalities, for sure. I cannot be into you if your personality isn't attractive.

#survey #surveys #random questions #lyrics: ''i'm blue'' by eiffel 65

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Chapter 27 - Wonder whose arms will hold you good and tight (when it’s exactly twelve o’clock that night) [part 3]

Birds Of a Feather

(In the previous chapters: after a wild match of a new game called I Have a Ball, the gang can finally start the party; among the guests there are Chris and Matt of Soundgarden, Layne and his girlfriend Demri and a couple of Mudhoney guys; to avoid an embarrassing situation, Sara suggests a game of Never Have I Ever which, despite Stone’s objection, is endorsed by several guests: now they can finally get to the heart of the party)

At this point the guests had basically split in three groups: some of them were stuffing their faces in the kitchen, others were dancing and listening to the music and some were taking their seats in a circle in the middle of the living room to play the game. “I can’t believe I’m doing this!” whined Stone as he sat down on the carpet “What did you plan for midnight? Musical chairs or broom dance?” “Stop complaining Gossard, nobody forces you to play if you don’t want to!” Cornell retorted to him and then went on “And actually I planned something great for midnight… you’ll see” “Should we be scared?” Layla wondered aloud as she noticed the devilish grin on Chris’s face. “Not much more than usual” Mike shrugged as he sat on the couch between her and Lukin. “Anyway, there’s no children games or grown up games: a game is a game, then it depends on how you play it” the girl explained then turned around immediately when she heard someone beside her open his mouth. “Yeeeah, and it depends on how much play you get” Elias spoke like he came out of thin air. “Elias?? Where have you been?” “When you grow up, I’ll tell you all about it, my darling one” the guy gave her a blatant wink “Let’s just say that it involved physical activity with a blonde bombshell…” “I didn’t know that indoor plants could be blondes...” “What do you mean, Mr. Cameron?” “I mean that, apparently, you have a thing for ficus plants and you also find ‘em incredibly blonde; I saw you sprawled between them half an hour ago, but I never took you for a-fuck, what’s the name?” “... Dendrophiliac?” “Yes, exactly! Thanks, Layla, you’re an angel” the drummer flashed at Layla one of his sunny grins, while Elias began to whine. “Matt, what a low blow! I expected that from everybody in this room – except you and Ed, and look where my admiration for you has led me!” “... What kind of hippie freak are you, O’Reilly? Hell, going at it with a vegetable?! And it wasn’t even a carrot or a pickle, what is your damag-” Jeff had looked at him all perplexed, but he was fortunately interrupted by loud coughs made by Layla. “Soooo, everybody here knows the rules?” the girl asked, but was met by skeptical looks “Jeez, what kind of adolescence did y’all have?” “One that didn’t include fun, apparently” Elias shrugged, still licking his wounds after his previous skirmish with Matt. “Ok, I get it: first of all, grab the poison of your choice” and, as she said it, she filled herself a glass of tequila that had been previously hoarded in the middle of the circle with many other kinds of booze. Soon after Sara had shrugged and grabbed a bottle of beer, while Demri helped herself to a glass of sangria and then, one by one, everybody followed their example and was having something alcoholic clenched in their hands. “Very good” Layla cleared her throat “One by one, each one of us begins their sentence with ‘Never have I ever’ and then proceeds to say something they have never done; if you did the thing that has just been said, you have to take a sip of your drink” “Milady, you had my curiosity, but now you have my attention” Lukin declared, a hand upon his heart. “Now, this is the most important rule, so pay attention: you have to remember that the winners are the ones who have their glasses at their fullest” “... Layla, are you telling us that having a life as interesting as a sloth’s is the key to success?” Cornell scratched his temple, glancing at her in a perplexed way. “I think she is” “Well, I have a question” Stone, unexpectedly, raised his hand “You talked about glasses, but many of us have chosen bottles, so it would take ‘em more time to empty that instead of a glass, right? Doesn’t that sound like a huge advantage to any of you?” “... he’s right, they have more booze to drink, that’s unfair!” Mike chimed in, pouting and waving his glass of whiskey in the face of everybody. “That’s not what I meant, Cready, lemm-” “But you can always grab another glass after you emptied the first, man! That’s what I’m gonna do” Lukin patted Mike on the shoulder, showing him his own glass of gin, and the guitarist returned to being his usual cheerful self. “Ok, so, who starts?” Layla asked, rolling her eyes. “Well, since you suggested the game in the first place, it’s only fair that you’re the one who goes first” Eddie answered gently. <The fact I’m also eager to know the things you did and didn’t do has got nothing to do with it, of course> “Oh, ok so ne-” the girl was answering but was immediately cut off by Stone. “Err-Ed, it was actually Sara who suggested it. Or the mysterious person she heard it from” “Huh? Oh yeah, you’re right, you go first, Sara” the singer admitted and mentally counted how many rounds were there before Layla’s turn. “Yeah, Sara, you can start” Layla winked at her friend and everybody else agreed but someone else chimed in again. “I have an idea. Why don’t we all drink a glass of something and the one who empties it faster starts?” McCready suggested. “That’s what I call starting with a boom, I’m in, man! So 3… 2… 1-” Lukin immediately went along with him and brought his glass close to his mouth. “Nuh-huh, we’re gonna take it slow, it’s less funny if we all get drunk before the start” Layla innocently explained. “Now that’s not exactly true, miss” Lukin addressed the girl in a contrived way. “Everybody shut up! Sara will begin, end of the story” Stone took over and everybody simply agreed without further questioning. <Haha, I got the power> “Well, well, well” Sara tapped the bottle of beer against her lips “Never have I ever…” she stopped and looked Jeff directly in the eye “... got a love letter” Layla promptly gulped a sip of tequila, leaving Ed lost in his thoughts: he couldn’t believe that the Boston piece of shit could be able to make such a significant gesture. “Mikey, what the fuck are you doin’?” “Taking a sip, obviously” “... who wrote you a love letter? When did that happen?!” “My love life isn’t any concern of yours, Stoney” and, that said, McCready finally drank a bit of his whiskey, then turned to a pouty Lukin “Dude, why that sad face??” “...” Lukin didn’t open his mouth because he was already near the stage of an alcohol-fueled coma, but Mike perceived his silence as a sign of possible discomfort and shame. “Don’t tell me that nobody ever wrote you a love letter!” he added, shocked “That is outrageous! But you don’t have to cry about it, if you want I’ll write you one” “... Elias, put that glass down; nobody’s gonna believe you” Stone changed his victim, who rolled his eyes but did as he had said. In the middle of all that noise, Demri and Layne shared a glance full of complicity and drank almost at the same time, while Chris and Matt clinked their glasses and unironically did the same. “Nobody specified if it had to be sincere or a bet would suffice as well, so…” Cornell smirked, then looked at Eddie, who hadn’t moved a muscle “Ed, you’re not drinking?” “Yeah, I-I’m usually the one who writes ‘em” the singer let out a nervous chuckle, then turned to the girl who was sitting next to him and that was muttering something under her breath “Everything ok, Sara?” The young woman’s gaze at Jeff was literal lava, ready to boil all over him. “That piece of shit… he doesn’t even have the balls to admit it, fuckin’ unbelievable” she snorted, then added in a loud voice “Somebody in this room is so full of shit it’s not even funny” When Jeff gave her a perplexed glance, she went on: “Yeah, I’m talking about you” “Man, what does she mean with that?” Elias went near the bassist in order to satisfy his curiosity, but the guy just shrugged. “She must have forgotten to take her medicine, you’ll get used to it” Jeff reassured him as he kept eye contact with Sara. <So what? Only because I’m lucky with girls, it doesn’t mean I gotta receive stupid love letters every day… And since when is this any of her business? Is she jealous? She fuckin’ hates me, how can she be jealous? And why does she fucking hate me anyway? Can’t we just have fun without problems for once?> Seeing the vein pulsing on her temple, Eddie put a hand on the girl’s arm: “Don’t mind him, you know how he is” he paused a second, then beamed with enthusiasm “Now it’s my turn!” “Who said that?” Stone asked after gazing from Sara to Jeff during their exchange like the spectator of a tennis match. “Well, we’re following the order…” Eddie explained pointing at Sara sitting next to him, then at himself, then towards Lukin and the other people sitting on the couch. “Who decided it’s counterclockwise?” Mike wondered. “How can you say cun- cou- caunt- county- oh fuck, how can you say that fuckin’ word when drunk?” Lukin tried to make a point. “Sadly not drunk enough, my friend” Mike wiped invisible tears from under his eyes while the bass player patted him on the leg. “Who cares if it’s clockwise or not, let’s go on!” Jeff huffed at Stone and flailed his arms, anxious to go on with the game, mostly to shift the attention on something else. “So – cough, cough! – can I?” Eddie hesitantly demanded. “Yeah, sure!” everybody prompted him to go on. “Ok so… uhm… never have I ever… got back with an ex” he said looking intently at the carpet beneath his feet. Some people drank, some people didn’t. Mike drank from his glass as Layla left hers untouched and gave him a puzzled look. “Really, Mike?” “What can I say? The soul is willing but the flesh is weak” Layla nodded embarrassed and when she looked at Eddie, he looked down again pretending not to be staring at her, now acting preoccupied with his fingernails. <So she didn’t. But she wanted to. Does she still? She would be back with him already if it wasn’t for the snow. It’s just a matter of time anyway… Shit, I should have asked ‘Never have I ever WANTED to get back with an ex’. I’ll wait for my next round... Will it be too obvious?> “Guess it’s my turn now” Lukin shrugged then stood up from the couch for no reason. “You don’t have to stand up to say the thing, Matt” McCready reminded him but he acted like he didn’t hear him. “Never have I ever… lied to a friend to avoid a greater evil” he stated then plopped back down on the couch with a burp. “Wait... this is a normal question” Jeff frowned as he, like everybody else, was expecting some senseless stuff. “Isn’t it alright?” Lukin asked and was about to stand up again, not without any effort, but Layla promptly pulled him down right away. “It’s alright, Matt, the question is perfect” she said and proceeded to drink from her glass. Steve, who hadn’t drunk in the first two rounds, did the same, just like Sara, Mike and literally everybody else. “Mikey, you basically did everything” Layne joked. <Yeah, finally something I actually did for real> the guitarist pondered and smiled. “Well, once I said I had troubles at home with my family and couldn’t make it to rehearsal. But I actually went to a party and got shitfaced” “YOU DID WHAT?” Stone and Jeff attacked him almost at the same time while the others just laughed. “You liar! And I was even worried about you” Stone shook his head. “You were worried only because you had paid to book the practising space in advance!” the other guitarist retorted, sticking his tongue out at him. “Do it again and I’ll bust your head wide open” Ament threatened pointing his finger at him. “You’re one to talk! Did you forget when you came late to soundcheck at the Off Ramp and said it was because of a jammed brake pad in your truck you had to check?” Mikey ironically asked “But what you actually had to check out was instead that girl from 7-Eleven?” “YOU WHAT? GUYS, I’M SERIOUSLY DISAPPOINTED” Stone folded his arms and gave them both a scolding look. “Well yeah, I can understand Mike, but I thought you were more focused on art, honestly” Eddie chimed in with a shitty grin on his face. “Huh, not you too, please!” “What does it mean you can understand me? I’m focused on my art too” the guitarist acted offended “Sometimes you just need a break, you know?” “Come on, give Jeff a break! And you’re right Mike, don’t listen to them! It’s your turn now” Layla tried to bring peace in the gang and asked him to go on with the game. “Thank you, Four Eyes! It’s your turn, Judas” Jeff looked up at the girl, then stared at Mike with narrowed eyes. “Ok, so… uhm… never have I ever flown on a dragon” he said as he brought up his glass as if he was making a toast. “Hahaha, shut up! That’s not valid, man” Elias blurted out laughing at the guitarist’s face, just like anybody else in the circle. “Why not? You shut up” “Err, Mikey, actually… I think Elias is right in this particular circumstance: you can’t make unreal statements” Layla scratched her head and tried to convince him without irritating him. “Oh sorry, Miss Boulais, I didn’t know this rule. I’ll come up with something else” McCready reassured her and Layla sighed with relief “Never have I ever… been to Mongolia” Everybody giggled and Layla facepalmed. Of course nobody drank. “Mike, the aim of the game is not drinking, you know that, right?” Layla whispered into his ear. “Don’t worry, I’ve got my strategy!” he winked at her and then asked the group before taking the umpteenth sip “So? Nobody? Ok, looks like I gotta drink then” “You seem to ignore other rules too though, did you know that?” Lukin broke the silence right when Layla was thinking about her statement. “Which rules?” “Once you said your Never have I ever, you can’t actually change it… unless you take a penalty” Matt went on to explain and for a moment Eddie detached from the situation and observed the scene as an external spectator. <Two drunk grown men debating about the rules of Never have I ever, and it’s not even midnight> “He had to change it because it wasn’t valid, not because he wanted to change it himself” Chris pointed out. “Right, Chris, thank you! I love you man, did I ever tell you? Oh, and what was this penalty supposed to be anyway?” “Easy. You had to drink all player’s cups. But since you didn’t want to change it yourself…” Lukin shrugged and Mike suddenly sat straight up on the couch. “OH, BUT I WANTED TO!” “Haha, but you just said-” Layne chuckled at him while Demri muttered to herself she was expecting this comeback. “FORGET WHAT I SAID” “But Chris just said-” Cameron wanted to join in the fun too. “FORGET WHAT HE SAID, FUCK CHRIS, OK??” “And he said he loved me!” Chris pretended to cry on his drummer’s shoulder and Matt patted his head. “Stop being an animal, Cready, and let Layla speak. It’s her turn” Gossard reproached him and Mike sulked like a child. “Ok so… mmm…” Layla collected her thoughts and then spoke in one single breath “Never have I ever led anyone to believe I liked them whereas I actually had a crush on their best friend and so was just leading this person on to get to their friend” “This is… very specific, El” Sara squinted at her, trying to understand what her friend was up to. “It’s just an average game question” Layla shrugged but didn’t convince the other girl. <She’s a worse liar than Mike> Only Stone and Jeff drank, therefore getting a reproach from Layla herself. Ed didn’t drink and this was a sort of answer to Layla’s little suspects about him and her roommate. She smiled at him but was almost more shocked about someone else not drinking. “... Mike?” “Yes, babe?” “You didn’t drink” “Sure I didn’t. I’d never be such a jerk to a woman!” he replied with a disgusted face making everybody laugh, whereas Layla beamed and kissed him on the cheek. “Your kindness is stronger than your thirst, I’m impressed” “My turn now!” Elias yelled and everyone focused on him “Never have I ever… thought a friend’s mom, ehm, a friend’s parent was hot” “Wow, a dirty question, who would have thought!” Sara rolled her eyes but also drank soon after. “What??” her roommate was sincerely surprised. “Well, that was really unexpected… color me impressed!” Steve grinned at her, raising his glass high in her honor. “Some dads are really something else, you can’t deny that” Sara justified herself and high fived Demri, who had just taken a sip as well “Let’s just say that this particular man made me re-evaluate the role of hideous Speedo swimsuits in society” “Amen, sister” Demri let out a loud cheer and patted her on the shoulder. “Are you really drinking?” Cameron gave Cornell a weird look. “Don’t you remember the story about Kevin’s mom?” the singer clarified. “Haha right, I forgot” Mike drank but nobody was surprised. “Oh for fuck’s sake, Jeffrey!” Stone reacted sadly at Ament drinking from his cup. “You’re such a bigot” the bass player grinned broadly. “I’ll never let you anywhere near my house and my mother again” “It’s not your mom that I find hot, don’t worry” Jeff tried to reassure him but got an unexpected reaction. “Why? What’s wrong with my mom?” “N-nothing, it’s just-” “So you think my mom is ugly?” “Not at all, Mary Carolyn is such a nice woman” “Oh, so now you’re on a first name basis! Do you think you have a connection or something?” “No, you just said that-” “Keep your dirty hands off my mother!” “You’re all making it up. I only meant that-” “Jeff, you’re stuck in a vicious circle. The only way out is to drop the subject and make your Never have I ever statement, since it’s your turn. Trust me” Steve gave precious advice to Jeff, who nodded and focused on what to say. “Never have I ever burnt bridges with somebody without any reason and without giving them the chance to explain themselves” “... Damn, Ames, you take no prisoners” Chris let out a low whistle, and the bassist shrugged, waiting for the inevitable glasses raised, but they never came. “Fancini, you ain’t thirsty?” he raised an eyebrow and received a middle finger as a reply. <Yeah, there was absolutely no fuckin’ need to hear ya explaining why the fuck you acted like an utter piece of shit – the reasons were all there, so you can put this bottle up your ass!> the girl thought, trying to ignore him. “Seems like nobody’s gonna drink this round, so… BOTTOMS UP!” Layne clapped his hands while Jeff stood up and emptied his cup. “I swear I wanted to say the exact same thing, I had it on the tip of my tongue!” Mike whined – he hadn’t taken a sip because he hadn’t totally understood what the hell his bandmate had said, but if that question had allowed him to gulp down his drink, then he was sure that it had to be something brilliant. “Well… seems like it’s your turn, Stoney!” Layla chirped, a bit in high spirits but with her hands steady, now intent on refilling Ament’s glass. “Never have I ever avoided to face something important until the problems became bigger and uglier, so I regretted not doing anything about it before” Stone laid it out as simple as that without losing the smirk on his face, looking left and right at the bunch of friends. <That was pretty easy…> Gossard thought <This is not a New Year’s party, it’s a reunion of the Unfinished Business Club... Well, am I the one to talk?> When Stone and Layla made eye contact, the girl thought the question was directed right at her. Everybody knew about her ex boyfriend by now. What they didn’t know was that their relationship was over before the “Eddiegate” and way before she put an actual end to that. She’d always been aware that things weren’t good, that she was just too attached and insecure to let him go. <I chose an allegedly perfect boyfriend who was never actually there over dealing with actual people and the whole process of getting to know each other. I was so scared, and still am, that I’d rather not risk it and preferred a relationship that didn’t make sense anymore> At the same time Layla instinctively looked at her left towards Eddie and stole a quick glance of him knitting his eyebrows as if he was pondering something. He didn’t seem someone who would avoid obstacles to her, she couldn’t imagine him running away from problems, she liked him for being honest and straightforward. <Yeah, I do like him> she said as she figured out she had two reasons to drink and took a sip from her cup. As Stone spoke, for some reason Eddie’s mind immediately went to the mixtape he had sent over to them a few months earlier. All his feelings about his family, his mom, his dad, his stepdad, everything he had kept bottled up for so long and suddenly came out all at once. At times he thought it was too bad or too late, some other times he even believed there was still hope for him. It was always either black or white for him, nothing in between. And he started to think that maybe if he had addressed his issues before, his life wouldn’t be the rollercoaster of emotions it was. <Thinking about roller coasters…> he said to himself as he looked towards the right and saw Layla drinking. Eddie saw the situation very clear for a minute. How could he blame her for trying to get in touch with her boyfriend again, when he did absolutely nothing about her in the meantime? He had never told her anything or asked her out, except for the failed attempt to go to the movies with her alone. Was it too late for that too or was there any hope left? In doubt, he drank from his glass too. Next to Stone, Jeff had let out a huge sigh and rolled his eyes: leave it to his best friend to pour some lemon and salt over the wound, then worsen the situation by twisting a rusted knife inside of it and letting it fester. He suddenly felt a great wave of fatigue washing all over him, and pinched the bridge of his nose because he had the feeling that a headache was behind the corner; it didn’t matter how many miles he had tried to put between himself and the first half of that particular year they were about to say goodbye to: the past had its ways to come back and bite you in the ass, and his nights spent by mulling over years and years of regrets and lost chances could prove it. Just thinking about Andy was still able to give him nausea, because his mind inevitably drifted to the last time he had seen him – hooked up to the machines, an unrecognizable empty shell where once had stood a bright young man, full of hopes and dreams bigger than his own life. Andy’s addiction had always been the notorious elephant in the room: everybody knew it was there, but nobody acknowledged its existence. They had tried to make him understand how serious his situation was – how jeopardizing it would have been for their careers – and, for a while, it had seemed to work: he had been sober for a few months and was positive about their future, confident about their imminent success. In the morning of that goddamn day he was supposed to go to the gym with him, but instead had called him to say that he didn’t feel good; his voice had been kinda scratchy, but Jeff had thought nothing of it – he was sick and didn’t need a nanny around, the day after he would have been good as new, that’s what he had told himself… that’s also what he had repeated to himself when he had stepped inside the hospital that same evening, cursing himself because he should have understood that something was wrong in his voice and it hadn’t been the sickness talking, but the heroin. He had also cursed Andy for throwing their jobs out the window, then cursed again himself for being a shitty human being who in that moment could only think of financial stability and not the fact that his friend wasn’t there anymore and that the lifeless corpse lying on the bed was a reminder of how nobody – not even the brightest fellows – in the end can save themselves. Now his thoughts drifted to the last New Year’s Eve party he had attended, where Andy had been gushing nonstop over The Miracle by Queen: he had been sober for a while and his eyes were literally sparkling while he talked about the English band’s latest single and eponymous album. Nobody could compete with the level of enthusiasm that Andy always showed when he talked about Queen – nobody, except maybe one person. Jeff raised his head and looked in front of him, where a pale-faced Sara was sitting with her legs crossed: even from his place he could see how in this moment her dark lipstick and metallic eyeshadow stood out on her face. <Avoided to face something important until the problems became bigger and uglier… regretted not doing anything about it before…> Stone had been a direct witness of how messed up he had become five years before, when he had spent a whole week being dead worried and then it had only taken Sara a few minutes to make his world crumble around him, but he didn’t think his friend would be capable of using that piece of information to gain some advantage in a stupid game… right? Unless Stone had suddenly developed some serious telepathic skills, it would have been simply impossible: after all, it was a conclusion he had come to just in the last few weeks, so the deliberate jab at him had to be ruled out. After more than five years, Jeff had finally convinced himself that yes, that infamous day he could have indeed done something more; he could have persisted, insisted to talk to her and demanded some explanations after she had told him to leave her alone forever because, apparently, he had ruined her life and there was nothing he could do to fix it. She had clearly been in distress and he had obviously noticed it but, foolish as he was, he had preferred to indulge her instead of pushing the subject further on and trying to understand how he could help her. Sara had always been a reserved person – one could say that she resembled a vault – but maybe, with the right words and intentions, he would have been able to breach her notorious armor of stubbornness and pride, and she wouldn’t have disappeared for so many years, or at least they wouldn’t have been in those horrible terms. Maybe. He let out a sigh and drank from his glass and, in that exact moment, the girl fixed her gaze on him and noticed that he was already staring at her; she wrinkled her nose and turned her face away, as to avoid his inquisitive gaze: the last thing she needed was someone trying to understand what was going on in her mind. <Fuckin’ Gossrad and his disturbed competitiveness…> He was referring to that goddamn July of 1985, she was sure of it; he hadn’t been there when the outburst had taken place but he surely had comforted Jeff after it: that’s how those two rolled, talking shit about each other but always rushing to the aid of the other one whenever something – someone – terrible had happened to him. And that’s what she had been for Jeff: something terrible – something terribly weird, irritating, plain stupid like only a teenager can be; something to laugh about with his friends, to parade around like a shitty trophy, to forget as soon as the game had ceased to be funny, along with his old fake-ass personality and behavior, and never again to be talked about. It didn’t matter if her heart clenched whenever he laughed because he still got wrinkles around the corners of his eyes, like he used to do… she had to bury that annoying buzz deeper, alongside their old selves – fake or not – that they had so meticulously killed. No laughter or smile could carry the same meaning of five years before. She couldn’t be fooled: she was the first one whose eyes couldn’t smile anymore, no matter how broad the grins she displayed were. She also couldn’t care less if anybody – her aunt Liliana, Leo, even Eddie – told her that she needed help, that she couldn’t go on like this, always internalizing, always stifling what she really felt, always thinking she had to face everything on her own… they could keep on babbling, she was still the one who in the end got to make the decisions. <Ok, my whole life has been a perpetual avoidance of every fuckin’ problem until it has all become a majestic mess, and there isn’t a single day that passes without me thinking I could have done something better with my life… so what? Does this give everybody the right to tell me how I should or should not live? Don’t think so> The girl finally ended her internal monologue with a scoff and emptied her glass, without the slightest intention of making eye contact with anybody.

#Eddie Vedder #Jeff Ament #Pearl Jam #eddie vedder fanfiction #pearl jam fanfiction #grunge fanfiction #jeff ament fanfiction #Birds of a Feather #chapters

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0ct0pies · 2 years

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feeling annoying in this chilis tonight

#no one wants to talk to me LMFAO #shut up sara jeez #shut up octo jeez

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wowcool808 · 3 years

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Aren’t You Cheerful?-YTTD head cannon

This is a headcanon in an alternate universe where Sara never had a stalker and Joe and Sara were never in the killing game. Also, I took the title name from the song “Aren't You Cheerful?” in the Your Turn To Die soundtrack.

“Do you...know what a majority vote is..?”

“Aw...She died…”

“....My opinion...versus yours…”

Various, disembodied voices passed through Sara’s brain without paying any mind to her consciousness. Floating in and out before fading out of existence. It was an odd phenomenon, as Sara didn’t even have the time to grasp onto the words as they left her. And then, she woke. She had fallen asleep on her school desk, presumably drifting off as she was studying for her upcoming test. Slowly, Sara lifted her head, her brain swimming lightly from the abrupt awakening. She rubbed the sleepiness from her eyes and massaged her sore jaw she had fallen asleep on. She sat up and, as her eyes adjusted to what little light streamed in the room, she realized it was already past 6:30 p.m.

“Ugh, seriously? How long did I even study for..?” she asked herself as she glanced down at the study guide in front of her. She had barely gotten to the second page when she fell asleep, deeming the hours she spent after school virtually useless. Sara begrudgingly got up and slung her backpack on her shoulders. She sent a text to her parents letting them know she was on her way home as she walked out of the front entrance.

As she walked towards the gates, she took in her surroundings. They were the same things she saw everyday; the pond, the trees, and the large building that loomed above it all. Surprisingly enough, one of the lights in the school was turned on. “Huh, even janitors work this late. Thank you for your tireless service.” She said with a small smile as she continued on her way to the front gates. When she reached the gate, she took a look at her phone, reading a text from her friend, Ryoko. “Heyya, I just got homee, wanna sleep over? I’m tired as hell, but I kinda feel like talking about today.” Sara smiled a bit and typed a response. “Hi, and yeah, sure. I’m just getting home too. I spent the last few hours sleeping at my desk, but I’ll see if I can come over later.” Naturally, she would spend the time in between then to study since she wasted so much time doing nothing. Ryoko, however, spent the last few hours going on a date with one of her classmates, Jou Tazuna, or just Joe. Joe had bugged Sara about setting him up with Ryoko ever since he found out how close she and Ryoko were. Sara had finally given in and got the two of them to go on a date together.

As Sara put her phone away, she heard someone call her name from the other side of the fence. “Heyyy, Sara! Why're you still here?” The voice made Sara jump, forcing herself to get into fight-or-flight mode. Once she recognized the owner of the voice, however, she dropped her stance and stared straight at the person with a hot face. “Joe, seriously?” she said, annoyed. Joe, a tall, gaudy-looking guy with various hair pins stood in front of her with a cheery smile on his face. “Whattt, did I scare you? Sorry ‘bout that.” he said with an unapologetic expression.

“Oh shut up, you did that on purpose, huh?” Sara said, quickly regaining her cool.

“Jeeze, always so cold, huh? Well, whatever, I knew you would be here. You said you were studying, right?” He said, annoyingly changing the subject.

“Well, yeah, that was the plan. I fell asleep, though. Why did you come here?” She asked, sighing.

“I came to brag about my date, what else?!” He said with a cheeky smile as he put his hands on his hips.

“Right...well, I appreciate the thought, but I already talked with Ryoko about it.” She said with a sarcastic smile. It was a lie but Sara figured it was only fair since Joe had scared her.

“Whattt? I came all the way here though!” Joe said with a fake pout.

Sara rolled her eyes and shook her head. “Well, you were too late, then. Too bad.”

Joe winced and hung his head, moping. “Aww man.”

Sara smiled a bit and held back a pity laugh. “Fine, you can tell me as I walk home. I can’t guarantee I’ll pay attention though.”

Joe lifted his head and smiled again, making it blatantly obvious he was faking most of his reaction. “Good enough for me!”

Sara shook her head and stepped through the gate as Joe waited for her. “So, first we walked to the kabob place that we were talking about earlier. I ate so much that Ryoko had to help me get up!” he said, his head in the clouds as always. He brushed his hair out of his face and continued talking with his signature smile. “The bill was barely in my range, though that was because of my gluttonous butt. My wallet will be hurtn’ for weeks.” he said, rubbing his neck sheepishly. Joe glanced over at Sara, who, as noted, wasn’t paying attention. Joe elbowed her lightly and scrunched his nose. “Are you paying attention or what? I may have lost a ton of money, but we made some serious progress!” he whined. Sara groaned quietly and looked at Joe. “Hey, I promised I wouldn’t pay my full attention. But, whatever, did you kiss or something?” Joe scoffed, taken aback. “Of course not! You know they call people who kiss on first dates monsters and stuff. Come on, have you never been on a date before.” He said teasingly. “Nah, we held hands though! Crazy progress, right? Well, technically I fell in a construction hole and she helped me out, but whatever, it still counts.” He said excitedly. Sara, not wanting to dampen his happy mood any further, shook her head and smiled. “Well, that’s something.”

They passed under a street light, casting a shadow on their faces. “You know, you really never have been on a date, huh?” Joe asked, interrupting the calming silence. “Huh?” Sara muttered, confused. Well, she hadn’t, but why did it matter? It shouldn’t take personal experience to half-heartedly listen to your classmate’s story he excitedly retold. “Well, not like it really matters. But if Ryoko and I end up getting together, you’ll be the sad third wheel!” He said with a joking tone.

Sara rolled her eyes for the third or fourth time and crossed her arms. “You’re taking this awfully seriously, huh? And why would I be the ‘Sad Fourth Wheel’? Ryoko wouldn’t choose a boyfriend over her best friend in a million years.” She said it rather confidently, but she never actually considered the possibility. Sure, she set up Joe and Ryoko mainly because Joe bugged her about it, but she didn’t think too far into it. She kind of assumed the relationship wouldn’t get too far. That’s what she kind of hoped, anyway.

Joe shrugged and continued walking. “I’m simply planning ahead, and like I said, we made tons of progress today, so success is basically guaranteed!” He said confidently.

Sara sighed and smiled a bit. “You’re too much sometimes.”

Joe chuckled and put his hands on his hips. “You like me for it though.” he said with a wide smile.

Sara scoffed a bit amusingly. “If that’s what you say.” As much as she would deny it, Joe is actually partially right. Perhaps it’s because Joe is so trusting, carefree, and emotional? It was a nice counter to her straightforward and logical nature.

They rounded the corner of their block and passed under another streetlight, once again casting shadows on both of their faces. As they approached her house, Sara noticed something…...A warm and pleasant aroma wafting through the area (what, you thought it was something else? I told you there’s no killing game hehe)! As she breathed it in, Sara smiled. Joe looked over at her with a wide smirk. “What’re you cooking?” he asked curiously.

“What do you mean ‘What am I cooking?', I’m literally next to you right now.” Sara asked with an exasperated yet amused look.

Joe chuckled and rubbed his neck and chuckled. “Right, I know that but like…” He said trailing off.

“What, do you want to eat inside? You just had kabobs and were complaining about how full you are!”

“Yeah, but like….” Joe said, moping a bit, “I told you I’m a glutton. Plus, I walked off all the calories.”

“Jeeze, for someone who looks as gaudy as you do, you certainly make a lot of silly excuses.” Sara said, crossing her arms and smirking. “Fine, I’ll ask my parents.”

“Yaaay! Thanks!” He said, beaming happily like a child who was just given a balloon.

Sara laughed a bit as she swung open the door and held it open for Joe. Surely enough, as it smelt, her parents made her one of her favorite meals: Mashed sweet potatoes with chestnuts and roasted chicken. Mouth watering already, Sara grabbed Joe’s hand and pulled him to the kitchen...

#yttd #joe tazuna #jou tazuna #sara chidouin #headcannon #yttd headcanons

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seriesxwriting · 3 years

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I’m gonna end up in prison anyway.

JJ maybank x you! <3

JJ is upset about jhon B being in prison and takes it out on you… but JJ soon realises he’s in the wrong and apologises confessing his love for you at the same time <3.

Warnings- kissing and swearing. I think that’s it.

Also just wanna say that I know all my writing has been outer banks characters but more characters are coming soon I promise. I’m just obsessed with this show at the moment :)

“JJ your an idiot!” I yelled at him once he’d climbed in to the speeding car explaining what he had tried to do. “well I’m going to end up in jail anyway so who fucking cares” JJ ran his fingers through his blonde hair avoiding eye contact with me sitting tight in the seat next to him.

“I fucking care JJ” I mimicked him in a calmer tone.

He looked at me still panting from the run “you alright?” Pope eyed his best in the mirror from the front seat. “Just a shit day” he inhaled and exhaled loudly turning his whole body away from me and staring out the window.

What the fuck was he thinking trying to bust jhon B out with that plan! We needed to prove his innocents not go on the run again.

Ki drove us back to where we were staying in silence. Her and pope went off in to the night talking about some random stuff, giggling some might say flirting. “y/n” he called out when I was walking away from the car minding my own business “what”.

JJ came around to my side climbing out of the white suit he was dressed in tying it around his torso.

“You still mad?”

“I’m not even mad JJ I’m -just worried” I stuttered trying to think of the right words so I would give him any clues to how I really felt about the boy.

“John B is in prison! I needed to do something It’s him you should be worried about” “I am! But I’m worried about you as well your acting like an idiot your not going to prison JJ so stop blaming all your shit on that, it’s not down to you we’re all doing everything we can to free him but your choices there down to you! So watch them”

“None of you are doing anything” he scoffed, I went closer to take his hand in mine. “why do you think your going to prison?” I whispered looking up at his beautiful eyes holding his hand in to my stomach.

“Because I am! Im going to end up in prison anyway so what’s the point” he shouted pulling away from me looking up at the sky with the roll of his eyes.

“well I’m not gonna let you!”

“You can’t do anything about it y/n were all fucked! ki just got kicked out of her parents house Pope hasn’t been home for days! My dad is a dick head- so is Sara’s and you, I don’t even know what your doing here you could go back home to you warm fluffy bed any time you wanted… John B is already in prison it’s just a matter of time before we’re ALL in there too” he shouted at me with tears in his eyes.

I wanted to hug him because he was in pain but he’d hurt me.

“FUCK YOU! I’m a pogue”

“are you? Do you want to be in prison with us” JJ asked me calmly with a hint of a smile.

I pushed him on the chest and he stumbled back a bit looking at my face knowing he’d hurt me.

“your upset …about John B I know, but you don’t have to be such an asshole! If you wanna fuck your life up and go prison be my guest JJ… but you won’t see the others in there, don’t say I didn’t try to help you because that’s all I’ve EVER tried to do” I shouted with a tear sliding out my dolled up eyes. Side looking him before turning my back with attitude and leaving JJ stood there. Alone.

I couldn’t believe I was actually in love with that ass, he’d never spoken to me like that how I knew he was just hurt.

But I wasn’t going to take that it’s not acceptable, no one should be spoke to like that and if he wanted me to forgive him he was gonna have to work for it. I went to sleep soon after that, on the beat up sofa with scrappy blankets feeling empty inside, though I didn’t get much sleep overall.

I tossed and turned for what felt like hours, playing back the conversation in my head overthinking it. finally getting to sleep around five am.

“Don’t tell me how to wax my bored!” Is what I woke up to.

My head was clanging from lack of sleep and the sun glaring down at me through the dusty window.

“Boys, SHUT UP” I sailed out to them, not being in the mood to be awake yet “sorry y/n! JJ is just being an idiot”

“what else is new?” I wondered to pope coming out into the straight heat blocking the sun with my hand.

Kiara and pope laugh at me while JJ stood there looking guilty underneath his sunglasses. His face showed that he regretted what happened last night but I really wasn’t interested at the moment. He’d pissed me off.

“Don’t you think he’s using to much wax?” Pope pointed at the bored in JJ’s hands.

“don’t tell me how to wax my bored! Jeez”

JJ lifted up his sparkling sunglasses up on to his head in anger at pope.

“I’m just saying…” “guys seriously stop it!” Kiara looked up giving them daggers clearly getting annoyed. “Remember when y/n suggested you shut up, listen to it!”

“wait shhh.. do you hear that?” JJ rotated his head and eyes away from me peering in to the distance of the road “is that…” I trailed off listening out. Jhon b swerved around the corner in his van with a huge smile on his face. The feeling in the air changed immediately.

“JHON B?!” Kiara jumped over the sofa throwing her magazine on the floor running towards him excitedly flopping in to his arms

The boys followed jumping in to a happy group hug I didn’t Wanna disturb. Though it did put a smile on my face.

“what the hell bro?” JJ slapped John B on the back with a beautiful smile fixed on his face. It was nice to see him genuinely smile.

“They let me go” he smiled shrugging while everyone took a step back.

“Come here” jhon B laughed putting his arms out to me, I’d stayed in the dorm frame the whole time just watching. I bounced over and we met in the middle hugging tightly. “Ugh it’s so good to have you back” I whispered softly

“but they just let you go?” Pope questioned confused.

“Sure did- charges were dropped, wheres Sarah?” He looked around and then at me.

“She didn’t come back last night” JJ sighed so I didn’t have to answer “she went to meet wheezie and didn’t come back” he explained again in more detail when John B looked at me for answers again.

Suddenly out the corner off our eyes we saw a speedboat heading to us, with topper and Sara. The confused ,but happy to be reunited, pogues all ran towards it but gently my wrist was grabbed. Stopping me from following.

“can I talk to you?” JJ asked with a sad soft face pointed to the floor,

“maybe if you actually look me in the eyes for once” I told him while folding my arms defensively so I’d get out of his grasp.

“I’m- sorry I’m so sorry y/n, I shouldn’t have spoken to you like that you didn’t deserve to hear that, it came from a place of anger and worry and sadness it wasn’t meant for you”

“That’s what I said to you JJ, I also said I was here for you but you can’t push me away like that” I attacked him with guilt “I know that…” “but theres a reason” JJ fixed his top setting it straight and looked dead into my eye.

This time he took my hand…myy heart beat quickened as I grew more nervous thinking about all the possible things he could say.

“Uh… okay, I really like you..y/n” JJ confessed with a smirk.

“W-what?” My words didn’t know how to come out and my body insisted on making me look like an idiot. I forgot got how to control my body, my mouth was open in shock with What the boy had just said.

“me?”

“Yes, you” JJ’s laughed filled my ears flicking his blonde hair out his eyes . “I said all that’s shit to you yesterday because I know I’ll never be good enough for you… and that hurts so I fucked things up.. but I don’t wanna fuck this up”

“You didn’t fuck anything up, I like you too” I told him softly snaking my hands up to his face holding it so he was looking at me. It was all such a rush.

“but you need to work on your eye contact because you have such pretty eyes” I smiled against his soft lips before kissing him.

Our tongues entered each others mouths and my hand held on to his blonde hair for support. We both pulled away out of breath and burning with the excitement of young love. leaning out foreheads on each other’s.

“Fucking hell y/n, I’d thought out every possibility about how this would go but none of them where like that” he breathed quietly, giggling holding my waist and bringing me closer to his body.

“I promise I won’t ever shout at you again”

“I can deal with the shouting JJ ,it’s the part where you put your self down! That hurts me because I believe in you”.

He looked taken back, “no one- has ever spoke to me like you have” he whispered in realisation, “well then you better fucking listen to what I have to say huh” I raised my eye brow chewing on my bottom lip

JJ nodded his head grinning down before pulling me in to a hug.

“thank you” he whispered in my ear. “For what?” I looked at him funny “for not giving up on me” “no I like you too much” I shrugged looking at the floor to distract my smile.

“I promise I won’t ever give up on you” I told him seriously.

JJ beamed and leant in for another kiss warming my heart and securing me in his strong arms.

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Stress Relief. - YTTD [Joe/Sara]

Sara collapsed on the living room couch as soon as she made it inside her house. She sprawled her body across the soft cushions as she finally relaxed for the first time all day. She closed her eyes and tried to breathe deeply, but it was difficult to focus when her heart was racing.

It felt like she was constantly in danger whenever she was by herself. Even home didn’t really feel safe anymore, since her parents had been out of town for a few days and basically left her to her own devices. Luckily, she still had Joe around, although she still felt a little on edge despite him keeping watch. Ever since she confessed to having a potential stalker, he offered to be her bodyguard of sorts. They walked everywhere together, making sure not to leave each other’s sight no matter what. It was a much appreciated gesture of kindness, yet it wasn’t enough to erase the fears tiptoeing in the back of her head…

“Hey, Sara!”

Something jabbed into her side all of a sudden, which made her shriek and sent spasms throughout her body. She curled up her legs and arms and rolled into a fetal position. When she opened her eyes, she saw Joe smiling at her with his usual cheerful expression. He sat next to her, close enough that their knees bumped into each other.

“... Joe!!”

“Haha! You’re so jumpy!”

“It’s not funny!”

He chuckled as he spoke and scratched the back of his neck, apparently feeling a bit sheepish.

“Heh, sorry, you just looked so serious…”

She said nothing in return, biting her lip as she sat in silence. Her heart was still beating so rapidly… it felt like it was going to explode.

“Hey, you’re not still worried about…?”

His question trailed off once he saw her nod. She felt a comforting hand on her shoulder, and looked up to see Joe’s big brown eyes gazing back at her. He sat close, with one leg curled up in a half crossed leg position and the other stretched out on the floor. She hadn’t noticed how long his legs were until now… or was the couch just small?

“Well, don’t stress out about it too much! I’m here, I’m not leaving, and I’ll beat up anyone that lays a hand on you!”

His enthusiasm made her chuckle. Good ole Joe. She could always count on him to ease her worries and still her heart.

“Thanks, Joe. Though I gotta say… I don’t think you’d ever win in a fight.”

“Hey! Tough words comin’ from someone who squeals every time I do this!”

He poked her side again and laughed when she squeaked in response.

“Hahaha! Someone’s a little ticklish!”

Hearing that word sent shivers down her arms and neck. She began to squirm despite not being touched and instinctively brought her arms and legs into her chest.

“I’m, I’m not!!”

She tried to scoot backwards, but stopped when her head bumped against the back of the couch. It was a dumb move. She had essentially trapped herself in place, allowing him to crawl over her. His mischievous grin was making her even more nervous.

“Sara, Sara, Sara… you’re such a bad liar.”

He lifted both hands and held them in the air. Her skin trembled with anticipation and twitched as she waited for him to descend.

“I’m gonna getcha!”

“Joe, please!!”

“Here it comes! Ready?!”

“Ahahahaahahaha! JOE!! GAAAAAAAH!”

“Tickle tickle tickle!”

Nothing could have prepared her for the type of tickling Joe dished out. Dexterous hands sought out every weakness, wiggling into and out of every vulnerable spot Sara failed to shield. At first it was only her sides. Having both hands clamped there like lobster claws was bad enough. But then he started jumping around, digging his wriggling fingers into her ribs and spidering all over her neck. She scrunched her shoulders and flung her arms at him in defense every time, but it was always two seconds too late.

“Hahahahaha! AHAHAHAHAHA! Not there!!”

“Tickitickitickiticki!”

The little cutesy noises he was making were killing her almost as much as the tickles themselves. She fought hard, really hard, her hands flailing and pushing and beating into his chest, but the tickling was making her weak and Joe didn’t show any signs of stopping. No matter where he touched, Sara screamed in decibels typically unheard outside of an opera house. He laughed along with her, their giggles merging with one another until it was impossible to tell who was tickling who.

She grabbed both of his wrists at one point and managed to pull them off, but with her arms raised he saw an opportunity to sneak his fingers into her underarms. She jerked them down, dooming herself by trapping his hands there.

“AAACK! OhmyGAHAHAHAD! It tickles!!”

“That’s kind of the point! Haha!”

Only a few minutes had passed, but Sara had been reduced to a pile of giggles. She babbled incoherently between bouts of intense laughter and could only spit out complete gibberish when attempting to beg. Once in a while she’d scream when Joe hit another sensitive spot, and when that happened he focused his efforts there until she felt like she was going to pass out. So far, her entire upper body seemed to be one big hub of ticklishness.

Finally, when she didn’t think she could take it anymore, it ended.

Joe grinned like a fool as he loomed above her, feeling victorious. She gasped for air, thankful for the opportunity to breathe normally again.

“Jeez, I had no idea you were so ticklish Sara!”

“... Shut… up…!”

“You don’t gotta be embarrassed. Your secret’s safe with me!”

She furrowed her eyebrows in confusion.

“What are you talking about? What secret?”

Joe crossed his arms, an obnoxious smirk spreading across his face.

“The whole time I was tickling you, you didn’t ask me to stop! Not even once! Thought it was kinda odd, cuz most people hate being tickled… that’s when I figured it out.”

“Figured out… what, exactly?”

He leaned in closer. They locked eyes for a moment, staring at one another with intensity. Joe seemed like he was seeking something within her expression...

“You like being tickled, don’t you?”

Her cheeks felt like fiery embers, burning red with unease.

Was that true?! Did she really…?

“I… I do not!”

“Do too.”

“Do not!!”

“Acting tough, huh? Guess I gotta tickle the truth out of ya!”

Once again, Sara fell victim to involuntary laughter as Joe skittered the tips of his nails across her stomach. Her knees jerked upwards, but failed to kick him off or have any sort of effect. Her skin quivered; it felt like jelly the way it shivered and convulsed under his touch. It didn’t take nearly as long for her to surrender this time, her energy nearly spent.

“Okay- OKAY!! Hahahahaha, I give up!!”

He paused briefly, but kept his hands at her sides.

“So…?”

She bit her lip, suddenly feeling timid. Why was it so hard saying it out loud? It wasn’t like it was true...

“... I like it. Maybe. But only with you!”

His eyes lit up with delight upon hearing her words, and his smile grew even wider. She hadn’t expected that reaction, which only made her more flustered.

“Awww, Sara! That’s adorable!”

She hid her face in her hands and felt the heat radiate off her skin. She could had died from humiliation.

“Shut up! Stop saying that…”

He grabbed them and pulled them off so he could get a proper look, but still she refused to look at him.

“I’m being serious! It’s nothing to get all shy about. I think it’s cute!”

Finally mustering the courage, she turned to him half expecting a look of disgust. However, there was nothing but endearment and adoration beaming from his expression.

“You don’t think I’m weird?”

Joe laughed heartily, as if she had just made a ridiculous joke.

“Of COURSE I think you’re weird! That’s why I’m friends with ya! It wouldn’t be as fun hanging with you if you were like everyone else! Haha!”

He really was a piece of work. She couldn’t help but smile, despite all the teasing.

Joe really was the best.

“...Thank you…”

He flashed her a big toothy grin.

“No need for thanks! Now come here, I wanna give you a big ol hug!”

She shook her head, wary of his intentions after the torment he’d just put her through.

“No way! I don’t trust you!”

“I promise I won’t do nothin’. Scout’s honor!”

Slowly and cautiously, she let him wrap his arms around her body and fell into his embrace. She sighed into his chest. It felt good, just to be held. She felt safe. She felt loved. And for the first time in a while, she didn’t feel afraid.

She hoped they could stay like this forever. Or at least for a very long time.

As she relaxed little by little, she couldn’t help but wonder if Joe could take what he dished out...

#yttd #your turn to die #tickling #joe x sara #sara x joe #lee!sara chidouin #ler!joe tazuna #i dont know ship name yet sorry #joesara #FOUND IT #JKJKHFJKFHF #PSFKJBFKSJF #i put myself in a MOOD while writing this so brb while i go perish #finally this story will no longer haunt me #AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAA A A AAA A #romantic or platonic? YOU decide #i've made my choice khSFJS

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Old Wounds (FE: Three Houses Full Fic)

All AU’s involved listed here!

School-Live! Paralogue

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Garreg Mach is notified of new arrivals just outside of its borders. House Isekai and the others are sent to investigate. Megumi realizes that the new arrivals are people that she is familiar with.

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Prologue - Memories

KNOCK KNOCK!

This dream...

(???) “Let me go!”

(??? 2) Yuki-chan, stop it!”

(???) “Megu-nee’s still outside! We have to hurry!”

(??? 3) “It’s too late!”

KNOCK KNOCK!

Why...Why am I experiencing this again?

KNOCK KNOCK!

Everyone...

...

KNOCK KNOCK!

...

[Yasashii Megu-nee Arigatou - School-Live!]

Knock knock!

Opening her eyes, Megumi heard the sound of soft knocking.

Blinking as the sunlight softly filled the room, she realized that she was in Garreg Mach.

(Sara’s voice) “Hey, you up yet?”

...She was still in Garreg Mach. Not back in the school with her students.

This was her reality.

Moving her blanket, she reached for her head as she slowly got up.

Slowly Megumi headed for the door and opened it.

Sara, Towa, and Byleth were standing outside.

(Sara) “Morning, sleepyhead!”

(Towa) “Sorry, did we wake you?”

(Byleth) “...Megumi?”

(Megumi) “Hm? Oh, I’m fine.”

(Sara) “Hey, are you crying?”

Megumi felt her face and realized that tears were coming down.

(Megumi) “Ah, my apologies. I was having a bad dream I think. I’ll be fine.”

(Sara) “I see...Well, take your time in easing up then. We just wanted to make sure you were awake, classes are starting soon in about an hour and a half so make sure you’re ready.”

Sara patted Megumi’s shoulder softly and walked away. Towa bowed and followed Sara. Byleth stayed.

(Byleth) “If you don’t mind me asking, what was it about?”

(Megumi) “...You’re not doing anything are you?”

...

(Byleth) “So, your death is how you got here then. I remember you were covered in blood and some infection when me, Kazuma, Aqua and Alois found you.”

(Megumi) “I believe so. It’s...strange, to say the least.”

(Byleth) “How many people know about this?”

(Megumi) “Well...Kazuma and his group, Akira’s, Sara, and now you... Everyone else was teleported here, and they were all clearly alive beforehand. Why am I special? My students deserve to be here, not me-”

(Byleth) “Hey. Don’t say that. You’re one of us, Megumi. We’ll make sure you’re safe and sound so you can return to your students.”

(Megumi) “...Thank you, Byleth.”

(Byleth) “What are your students like?”

(Megumi) “Hah they’re mostly a bit calmer than yours and House Isekai’s. Oh, here!”

Megumi pulled out a photo that in her desk.

(Megumi) “The student to my left is Kurumi. Kurumi is overall an energetic, feisty, and cheerful girl. Chie reminds me a lot of her, actually! And to my right is Yuki. Yuki is a bit naive, but she is so easily excited! Despite that, she might be the most understanding of the group.”

(Byleth) “You mentioned one more student. Is she the one who took the photo?”

(Megumi) “That would be Yuuri. She is the most patient and caring of us. The two see her as a second mother.”

(Byleth) “Sounds like you have quite the group of misfits!”

(Megumi) “Hah, it doesn’t compare to the group we have!”

Megumi’s smile slowly started to fade.

(Megumi) “...I wonder how they’re doing without me.”

Byleth looked concerned for a moment at Megumi.

(Megumi) “Sorry. I didn’t mean to bring the mood down.”

(Byleth) “I’d be surprised if you didn’t get sad at this, Megumi. Don’t worry about it.”

Megumi nodded and looked at her watch.

(Megumi) “Oh, I should probably get ready. Thank you for the talk, Byleth.”

(Byleth) “Sure thing.”

Byleth left the room and Megumi finally started to change from her sleeping clothes.

(Megumi) “Almost done...Ribbon, ribbon...ah!”

(Megumi) “Okay, time to start the day!”

Chapter 1 - Interruption

[Clear Sky - School-Live!]

Megumi sighed as the class descended into chaos. Doomguy crossed his arms and laid against a pillar.

This was going to take a while.

(Aqua) “WHAT?! HOW DID I FAIL?!”

(Emma) “P-Please settle down!”

(Ryuji) “Yeah, won’t lie, this was pretty damn hard!”

(Makoto) “Only because you didn’t study...”

(Chie) “So, I studied and still failed...”

(Junpei) “Same here! Jeez, what kinda war fanatics does this academy take us for?!”

(Elliot) “I mean, it IS a military academy...”

(Aqua) “BAH IT’S NO FAIR! You guys came from a world where fighting is second nature!”

(Darkness) “So do we.”

(Megumi) “Sara, p-please say something!”

(Sara) “Hey, if you fail, you fail! Not like it affects us any!”

Doomguy facepalmed and audibly sighed through his helmet.

(Ryuji) “Oh yeah, that’s right! We ain’t even part of this world! SWEET!”

(Junpei) “Kinda funny how I forgot about that, actually.”

(Yukari) “Are you stupid?”

(Yosuke) “I’d reprimand you guys buuuut, you got a good point! Hell yeah, no more studying for a while!”

(Minako) “Well, today’s going great.”

(Rean) “I feel like that’d make you worse once you do go back, right?”

(Machias) “Can we just get on with the class, Instructor?!”

(Fie) “Frankly, I’d be okay without studying history here.”

(Megumin) “Yeah, all I wanna do is cast some wicked explosions!”

(Naoto) “This is a disaster...”

(Megumi) “P-Please settle down everyone!”

Morgana popped his head out of Akira’s bag.

(Morgana) “Ugh, I can’t take all this yelling! I’m going outside.”

Morgana hopped and walked out of the class.

He sat outside and saw Teddie standing by the door in his bearsuit.

(Morgana) “Uh, what are you doing out here?”

(Teddie) “Well, I technically never was a student in either world, so I decided to just wait here till everyone’s done so we can play!”

(Morgana) “You have it lucky...”

The two began to chat until they saw Sothis phase through the doors.

(Sothis) “So...boring...”

(Teddie) “Oh, heya Sothy!”

(Morgana) “You too, huh?”

(Sothis) “We can all no longer be stuck to the confines of our wretched classes I see.”

(Teddie) “Something like that.”

The three laid against the wall, watching the birds chirp and wasting time together.

About half an hour passed before they saw a knight running towards the door of Byleth’s class.

(Knight) “Hey uh, you bear!”

(Teddie) “Huh?”

(Knight) “Tell your friends in House Isekai that we’re prepping for combat! Somethings been spotted outside of the Monastery!”

[A Dark Sign - Fire Emblem: Three Houses]

(Everyone) !!!

(Teddie) “U-Uh, right!”

(Morgana) “Go, Sothis and I will see what’s going on!”

Teddie nodded and ran into the room.

Morgana peeked around the corner as Sothis phased back inside.

(Knight) “Professor!”

(Byleth) “Hm? What is it?”

(Knight) “Sir, we have reports of an unknown force sneaking around the Monastery!”

(Byleth) ?! “Give me the full report on the way. Class, get the others alerted ASAP.”

Byleth and the Knight quickly walked out, with Sothis and Morgana trailing them.

Once the full report was over, Morgana and Sothis went to the house leaders of House Isekai and reported the situation.

After they were informed, they called the Blue Lions, Black Eagles, and Golden Deer.

(Edelgard) “Could it be bandits?”

(Dimitri) “Possibly, but the report said there were also demonic beasts present.”

(Minato) “The hell’s going on?”

(Claude) “Man, this is aiming to be a horrible day huh? Our lessons got interrupted by this of all things!”

(Kazuma) “Were you even paying attention?”

(Claude) “Not really, it just interrupted my naptime-”

(Rean) “Can we take this a bit more seriously, guys?”

(Yu) “There’s no telling what we’ll be up against.”

(Dimitri) “To be quite honest, I doubt with all of our combined forces, anything could be a challenge.”

(Akira) “Poor thinking. The moment we start getting cocky is when everything goes to hell.”

(Edelgard) “Akira is right, we should be on high alert like everyone else. Did they say anything else about what we’re up against?”

(Kazuma) “Nah, they just told us to get ready to deploy but that was about 20 minutes ago.”

(Minako) “Can’t say I’m not a little nervous.”

(Byleth) “I see everyone’s assembled.”

Byleth walked towards the group.

(Dimitri) “What is the word? Are we to march out?”

(Byleth) “No, first we’re taking a small reconnaissance group out. I need the quietest of your classes to accompany me. The Knights of Serios and you all will remain on guard here.”

Edelgard, Dimitri, and Claude nodded, heading back to their classes.

(Yu) “What are we expecting to find out there?”

(Byleth) “I’m not sure. Just keep in contact with the Navigators.”

(Minato) “Speaking of, Fuuka, Rise, Futaba, you copy?”

(Fuuka) “Y-Yes professor!”

(Rise) “Loud and clear!”

(Futaba) “Oracle copies!”

(Byleth) “Try and figure out what exactly is near the monastery. Prepare to move everyone towards the fight if it comes to one! Everyone, let’s get going!”

Chapter 2 - The School-Live Club

Byleth, Fie, and Akechi snuck through the forests of Garreg Mach, trying to find any sign of activity.

Fie scout ahead on top of the tree branches, trying to closely listen for any footsteps other than theirs.

Akechi kept his silenced pistol out while the others held onto the hilts of their weapons.

(Akechi) “Anything your Persona can read, Oracle?”

(Futaba) “I’m not sensing anything other than you guys.”

(Byleth) “What’s near Group B’s?”

(Rise) “Hm...Nothing’s near Leonie. Hubert and Ashe doesn’t have anything either.”

(Fuuka) “It’s like we’re being jammed...I can’t tell what’s out there other than your immediate vicinity.”

Fie made a quiet whistle, catching everyone’s attention.

(Fie) “Hey, everyone shut up for a second.”

A moment of silence passed.

(Fie) “Several footsteps going near group B!”

!!!

(Byleth) “Everyone move quickly, but quietly!”

...

(Leonie) “Tch, this place is pretty huge. I doubt we’re going to be finding anything.”

(Hubert) “This is hardly the time to be complaining, Leonie.”

(Ashe) “It’s kinda creepy, I’ll admit. Would feel a lot comfortable if the professor were-”

The bushes behind them began to rustle.

They all silenced themselves and brought out their weapons.

Leonie and Ashe pulled back the strings of their bow as Hubert readied a dark spell.

BARK!

[Mezame no Waltz - School-Live!]

(Ashe) “...Huh?”

From the bushes emerged a small puppy. It ran up to Ashe and started wagging his tail.

(Ashe) “Awww!”

(Leonie) “WAIT, THAT COULD BE A TRAP!-”

(Hubert) “YOU IDI-....ot...”

(Ashe) “Come on, look at him! Isn’t he adorable?”

(Leonie) “I mean yeah but...Who’s is it? We’re pretty far away from town.”

(???) “Taromaruuuu!”

Everyone turned to the voice which emerged from the same bush.

(???) “Oh, there you are!-...Huh?”

The girl stopped smiling as soon as she saw the three.

(???) “A-Ah! I’m sorry, did Taromaru cause you any trouble?”

(Hubert) “...N-No. He didn’t.”

(???) “Whew, that’s a relief!”

Ashe slowly handed the girl Taromaru, and kept a close eye as she hugged him tight.

(???) “Don’t do that, got it?! You’re going to get all dirty!”

The first thing the three noticed was that while she was speaking in Fodlan’s language, her mouth was moving in a completely different manner, as if speaking an entirely different language.

The second thing they noticed was her outfit.

(Leonie) “Hey, doesn’t her outfit kinda remind you of-”

(Ashe) “House Isekai!”

(Hubert) “Yes, the students from Japan do have a similar style...”

(???) “Huh? Students from Japan? Are you students too?”

(Ashe) “In a sense, yes.”

(???) “Are we in Europe? Oh, I bet the others will be happy to be somewhere else! Can we see your school?!”

The girl was uncomfortably close to Hubert, and he gently shoved her back.

(Hubert) “Just a moment. Who are you?”

(???) “Oh, I’m sorry!”

“My name is Yuki Takeya! I hope we get along!”

(??? 2) “YUKI-CHAN?”

(??? 3) “H-Hey, there she is!”

(??? 4) “Yuki-senpai!”

When Yuki turned around, Hubert got into a battle stance, but Leonie and Ashe shook their heads.

Three girls ran in behind Yuki before noticing the others.

(??? 2) “Yuki-chan! Thank goodness you’re al...O-Other survivors?”

The long brown haired girl examined them for a minute before the short haired girl stepped in front, putting Yuki back.

(??? 4) “Yuuri-senpai, they don’t look friendly!”

(Yuki) “EEEH?! M-MII-KUN, YOU CAN’T SAY THAT ABOUT OTHER PEOPLE!”

The black haired girl with pigtails pulled out a shovel.

(??? 3) “Heh, I don’t think they can pull anything on US!”

(Yuuri) “KURUMI, WAIT!”

(Yuki) “AAAAAAAAH! NONONONO-”

The three watched in utter confusion as the girls tried to calm Kurumi down and put away the shovel.

(Leonie) “...I’m so confused right now.”

(Hubert) “Agreed.”

(Ashe) “Same.”

(Yuuri) “We’re SO sorry about that! We’re just...a bit on edge is all. One moment we were in school and...next thing we know, we woke up here.”

(Leonie) “Seems to be reoccurring these days...”

(Ashe) “Listen, it’s not safe out here-”

(Yuuri) “You’re right...They could be out here...”

(Hubert) “They?”

(Miki) “...Huh? Have you not...seen them wandering around?”

(Leonie) “You mean bandits, right?”

(Kurumi) “No we mean...”

Kurumi took a quick look at Yuki who was distracted by Taromaru. She had to lean in a bit closely and whisper it.

(Kurumi) “Infected.”

All of them raised their eyebrows at the word.

(Hubert) “Is there a plague where you’re from-”

(Yuuri) “Hold on a moment...could you speak again?”

(Hubert) ? “I said is there a plague where you’re from”

(Yuuri) “You’re...not speaking Japanese?”

(Leonie) “So, you noticed it too. You’re not speaking our language either, judging by how your mouth is moving.”

(Ashe) “Er, this might be hard to explain but...You just came from your original world to ours. A lot of people have been teleporting here a lot!”

(Hubert) “Yes. In fact, we have a few er...Japanese, is how you say it? Japanese people at the academy as well. Whatever was happening in your old world, it has not followed you here. You’re dealing with our world’s problems now.”

The girls had a mixture of confusion yet relief on their faces, except Yuki, her face was nothing but confusion.

(Yuuri) “I...I’m sorry, what?”

(Leonie) “Er, we’re not exactly the best people to describe this sorta thing.”

(Ashe) “There’s a bunch of people who’s in your situation! We should head back and report to-”

[Tonariawase no Shi - School-Live!]

(Fie) “HEY!”

Fie ran over to the group and reloaded her pistols.

(Fie) “Another group that fell in, I’m assuming?”

(Hubert) “Yes, but what’s going on?”

(Fie) “Bandits are attacking! Crow and Byleth are holding them off, but we gotta hold out for reinforcements! Can you guys protect them long enough?”

(Miki) “Bandits?!”

(Leonie) “Count on us!”

(Fie) “Good. Now get out of here! Rise!”

...

(Rise) “On it, Fie!”

Rise looked back to the others in the classroom.

(Rise) “Just as we suspected, a group of bandits are about to attack! Send in the first wave, the rest of us will join behind!”

(Akira) “Roger!”

(Rean) “Class VII, move out!”

(Edelgard) “Everyone else, guard the entrances!”

Doomguy reloaded his shotgun and started dashing out while Morgana transformed into a bus.

(Megumi) “Everyone, good luck!”

Rise’s Persona started catching the background audio.

(Fie’s voice) “Hey, who’s the leader of this little group?”

(Yuuri’s voice) “I-I am!”

Megumi froze in place, slowly turning back to Rise.

(Fie’s voice) “Keep your heads down, got it?”

(Yuuri’s voice) “I understand!”

(Kurumi’s voice) “Yuki-chan, come on!”

(Yuki’s voice) “W-What’s happening?!”

(Miki’s voice) “Yuki-senpai! We have to go, now!”

Megumi’s eyes widened upon hearing the voices again.

(Sara) “Hey, Megumi? MEGUMI!”

Megumi turned to Sara with a newfound sense of terror in her eyes.

(Sara) “What’s the matter?”

(Megumi) “I...I HAVE TO COME WITH YOU!”

(Rean) “What? Megumi, it’s too dange-”

(Megumi) “I-I have to! Please! I...I know them!”

(Everyone) !!!

(Sara) “I’ll protect her, come on, we’re wasting time!”

Akira nodded as those going into the frontline hopped into Morgana.

(Morgana) “PEDAL TO THE METAL, JOKER!”

Akira slammed his foot on the gas pedal, and they flew out of the Monastery’s entrance towards the fight.

(Megumi) Everyone...don’t worry, I’m coming!

FINALE: Reunion

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[As Swift as Wind - Fire Emblem Three Houses]

UNIT SELECTION:

Begin the battle?

>[Yes] No

Victory Conditions: Rout the Enemy

Defeat Conditions: Any of your units or allied units fall.

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[Tearing Through Heaven (Rain) - Fire Emblem: Three Houses]

Ashe, Leonie, and Hubert led the group out of the woods and saw the field overwhelmed with bandits attempting to raid Garreg Mach. Taromaru jumped out of Yuki’s hands and ran towards the Monastery.

(Yuki) “TAROMARU!”

(Ashe) “D-Don’t worry! It’s heading towards the Monastery, we’ll find it later!”

(Hubert) “Goddess, there’s so many bandits!”

(Leonie) “Was this the group that the knights were talking about?!”

(Fie) “Yeah, we heard them trying to sneak up on you guys, but we managed to kill them before they could get the drop on you all. I gotta help the others, good luck!”

(Yuuri) “Did...you just say kill?!”

(Hubert) “Tch, not the time! Come on!”

Akechi reloaded his pistol and ducked behind cover as Byleth continued to deflect incoming projectiles with the Sword of the Creator.

(Akechi) “What son of a bitch decided to send this many bandits at us?!”

(Byleth) “Questions for later! Just keep at a distance until reinforcements-”

A van honking alerted the battlefield as Morgana barreled in, sending several enemy squads flying into the air.

(Byleth) “-Come in.”

The van’s door was slammed open, letting the vanguard spill out.

(Akira) “Mona, cover group B’s escape!”

Morgana drove off as the others charged in.

(Dimitri) “PROFESSOR, OVER HERE!”

Byleth dashed over to them, right as the bandits advanced.

Morgana’s bus stopped near the group, and Sara pulled out her pistol and took out any bandit trying to run to them.

(Sara) “COME ON!”

Megumi stepped out the van and her heart nearly stopped when she saw Group B.

It was her students.

It was actually them.

But there was no time for celebration, they were still in danger.

(Megumi) “YUKI-CHAN! RII-SAN, EBISUZAWA-SAN! GET IN!”

(Yuki) “Look, Megu-nee’s here!”

(Yuuri) “Yuki-chan don’t separa-”

[Yasashii Megu-nee Arigatou - School-Live!]

Yuuri froze and her eyes went wide open when she looked over at the van.

Kurumi was confused what Yuuri was staring at until she saw it too.

Megu-nee.

The world froze for Yuuri and Kurumi.

Megu-nee was at the van, yelling for them.

She was there to protect them again, even in a completely different world.

Even though she was dead.

...

(Yuki) “Let me go!”

(Yuuri) Yuki-chan, stop it!”

(Yuki) “Megu-nee’s still outside! We have to hurry!”

(Kurumi) “It’s too late! WAIT!”

(Yuki) “Megu-nee! Open the door, Megu-nee!”

The last time they saw her, she locked herself out to protect them from a horde of infected that had gotten in.

She died protecting them.

...

Defying all the logic in the world, she was in front of them again.

Yuuri found it suddenly difficult to breathe.

Was what she was seeing real?

Looking over at Kurumi, she appeared to have the same reaction.

Both of them completely at a loss of words.

Kurumi could barely speak.

(Kurumi) “M-Me...Megu-nee?”

Yuuri struggled to even process what she was seeing, and the fact it wasn’t a hallucination.

Tears started to form in both their eyes. They wanted to run to her and crush her with a hug. Tell her they were sorry for everything. Sorry that they couldn’t save her.

Sorry that she had to die.

(Miki) “YUKI-SENPAIII!”

Everyone realized while Yuki was running, Group B was busy with other bandits to see another one coming right behind her.

Megumi rushed towards her without hesitation, and grabbed her, and shoved her to the side.

(Bandit) “HYAH!”

(Yuki) “MEGUNEE!”

CRACK!

...

Blood started to drip onto the ground, Yuki realizing what just happened.

(Yuki) “M...Megu-nee...?”

Megumi felt blood on her back, it was all over in fact.

Everyone in the general vicinity turned to Megumi, eyes going wide.

But...there was no wound.

Megumi slowly turned around, seeing the bandit with a blade coming out the back of his mouth, with a choking noise coming out of him.

The blade slid upwards, splitting his face in half, and was about to fall on Megumi before it was flung backwards.

[Tearing Through Heaven (Thunder) - Fire Emblem: Three Houses]

(Megumi) “Slayer!”

The other houses quickly rushed past everyone, accompanied by the Knights of Seiros.

Bandits cowered in fear behind Doomguy, who was standing in front of Megumi’s students.

An archer panic fired, accidentally aiming for the students instead of Doomguy.

Doomguy’s shoulder cannon fired a grenade, making the arrow explode on impact.

(Bandit) “A-AH!”

(Megumi) “EVERYONE, GET TO THE VAN NOW!”

CHIK-CHIK!

Doomguy immediately charged for the bandits, blasting them into pieces while ripping a few of their limbs off.

Megumi did her best to block Yuki’s eyes from his carnage, and the rest of Group B came to help them escape into the van.

(Leonie) “Get out of here!”

Running across the field, Ashe, Leonie and Hubert provided cover fire as Sara made sure that they got inside.

(Megumi) “Is everyone in?!”

(Yuuri) “Y-Yes!”

(Sara) “Book it!”

...

Rean shot a wind attack out of his sword, sending several bandits flying into the air while Akechi shot them all midair.

Dimitri and Edelgard were fighting a heavily armored knight, with Dimitri using brute strength to keep the knight back as she kept striking at weak points in the armor.

With a final strike, Dimitri impaled the bandit through the stomach, as Edelgard’s axe struck him in the face.

Akira used Arsene to fly away from a magic barrage that was sent for him.

(Akira) “Damn! I’m pulling back for a moment!”

(Fie) “Understood!”

Claude and Fie covered his escape by firing arrows and bullets towards the bandits and keeping them distracted.

When Akira landed on a tree, he noticed several flocks of birds flying away, with the trees moving.

(Akira) “What the...?”

(Futaba) “JOKER, SOMETHING’S COMING! IT’S HEADED STRAIGHT FOR THE BATTLEFIELD!”

Akira looked at the direction the trees were falling, and it was going to come out right where the van was heading.

(Akira) “MONA, HIT THE BRAKES!”

Morgana stopped himself, which made everyone hit their seat with how hard it braked, only to see several trees fly out in front of them with a massive beast staring them down.

[Blooming Villain - Persona 5]

(Akechi) “You gotta be fucking kidding me!”

(Sara) “OUT, OUT, OUT!”

The doors flew open as everyone jumped out.

Morgana transformed in time and rolled sideways as the Demonic Beast flew forward, crushing several bandits in its path.

Dimitri, Edelgard, Claude, Byleth, Sara, and Rean ran to the beast, pointing their weapons at it.

Akira dropped next to them, joined by Akechi.

(Claude) “Bah, the one time we HAVE a giant beast for Slayer to rip and tear, he’s busy ripping someone else apart!”

(Edelgard) “Quit complaining! It’s going to attack soon!”

Kurumi clenched her shovel and ran up with them.

(Kurumi) “Megu-nee! Get everyone back, it’s my turn to protect you all!”

(Megumi) “EBISUZAWA-”

GRAAAAAAAH!

(Fie) “Hey. Cat-thing. Idea.”

(Morgana) “I’m not a-”

His frown quickly turned into a smile once he saw what Fie had in her hands.

Fie tossed Yuuri, Megumi, Miki, and Yuki several grenades.

(Fie) “Wanna make sure your friend doesn’t die, right? Then come with me.”

As the Demonic Beast tore apart the rest of the bandits, everyone waited to make their move.

(Claude) “H-Hang on, are you planning to fight a giant monster with a shovel?!”

(Rean) “I mean, we appreciate the thought but-”

(Sara) “You’re gonna need something more powerful than that!”

(Kurumi) “What, are you kidding me?! The shovel was the mightest weapon during the great war! In the trenches it got more than a thousand confirmed ki-”

(Akechi) “ARE YOU WANTING TO DIE, IDIOT?!”

(Byleth) “EVERYONE, HERE IT COMES!”

The Demonic Beast lashed its claws out, Dimitri blocking it with his brute strength.

With the attention on Dimitri, Claude rolled over to a good angle and let an arrow fly into its eye while Kurumi drove her shovel into its legs.

The arrow deflected off and the shovel barely left a dent.

(Claude) “Ah hell!”

(Kurumi) “OH CRAP!”

Edelgard and Rean swung their axe and katana into its other leg, but was deflected as well.

(Rean) “Damn, that hide’s tough!”

The demonic beast spun around and knocking Edelgard, Rean, and Kurumi back.

It grabbed Dimitri and threw him into a tree making it snap in half.

Dimitri barely stood back up, clenching his teeth with blood in rage.

(Dimitri) “IS THAT THE BEST YOU CAN DO?!”

The beast walked forward until it heard two voices.

(Akechi) “LOKI!”

(Akira) “ARSENE!”

Their Personas lowered its defense with a fire attack, making bits of its flesh drop off.

Byleth activated the whip function in his sword and swung it at the weak spots.

The sword sliced off several more chunks of flesh, making it roar violently.

It fired an explosive rock towards him, Byleth barely getting out of the way in time.

Akira used his grapple hook to get out of the way while Akechi dove for cover.

Sara shot it several times, catching his attention and faced towards her.

(Sara) “Jackpot!”

Using her Arcus, she activated what seemed to be a form of super speed, and flipped up onto its back.

Feeling her on its back, the demonic beast tried shaking her off, but to no avail.

Sticking her sword in deep where Byleth had previously hit it, making it scream out in pain. Her pistol shot the wound several times and then went on top of its head, shooting it in the eye.

After the fourth bullet, she had to reload but it had finally pierced the socket and blood started gushing out.

Jumping off, she saw Megumi and her students rush out.

(Fie) “Throw it now!”

Everyone tossed the grenades at its feet, which it stepped on when it was staggering from the attack.

The explosions made it reel back screeching at the top of its lungs.

Fie, Morgana, Akira, Sara, and Akechi all pulled out their guns and completely unloaded their ammo onto it, the bullets going deep into its flesh.

When it fell to the ground, Rean drove his katana straight into its head, where he was assuming the head was.

Edelgard cleaved it in the neck while Kurumi went for the other eye.

With a pathetic final roar, it went suddenly still.

[We Took Each Other’s Hand - School-Live!]

Everyone took a deep breath, before being startled by the sound of more gunshots.

Sara, Fie, Akira and Akechi double tapped it with another volley of gunfire.

(Claude) “Uh, I think you got it.”

(Fie) “Can’t be too sure.”

(Sara) “You alright, kid?”

(Kurumi) “Yeah, thanks.”

(Morgana) “Nice going, Claussell!”

(Fie) “Meh. I just saw my chance.”

(Yuki) “Did...that cat just talk?”

(Megumi) “You get used to it.”

Upon hearing her voice, the students looked at Megumi again.

(Yuuri) “Megu-nee...is...that really you?”

(Yuki) “Huh? She’s been with us the entire time, right?”

Everyone looked confused for a moment but Yuki.

(Yuki) “You managed to help us, just like you always do! Even when we got teleported here, it was you who kept us going!”

Megumi couldn’t help but feel a bit lost herself. She had no idea that they were even here until she heard the radio chatter from the Personas.

It was then Megumi noticed that Kurumi, Yuuri, and another student she’s never seen before had a dark expression over their face.

Deciding to pin that question for later, seeing Yuki’s smiling face started to overwhelm her with emotions.

Seeing her students alive and well was all she wanted.

And now, they were going to be able to live relatively peaceful lives in a world not crawling with infected.

It was too much for her to bear at once.

(Megumi) “Y-Yuki-chan!”

She started bawling as she wrapped Yuki in her arms, breaking down.

(Yuki) “Aww, Megu-nee, why are...you..c-crying?” sniff “...H-Huh?”

Yuki felt the tears coming down her face, though she didn’t understand why.

Megumi had always been with them...Back in the school, and even in this strange world when they first arrived.

...Right?

Yuki started to notice that she was crying as well.

The two were joined by Kurumi and Yuuri, who started to sob as well.

Everyone kept a respectful silence as they cried together.

Although Miki only knew about Megumi when she had to play along that she was here, she still felt a wave of relief washing over her.

Someone so dear to them was alive and well, albeit in a completely foreign world.

Her mind was starting to trail off into past memories, but Miki stopped herself. This was a time for joy.

Miki joined in the hug, but barely held back tears.

Even though Miki was a complete stranger, Megumi still hugged her as one of her own.

...

When Morgana transformed back into a van, he let them be the only ones inside beside Sara, who was driving.

Everyone else decided to walk back to the monastery.

...

Sara looked back at Megumi, who had the kids sleeping on her lap and shoulders.

It was clear they trusted her with their lives.

Sara chuckled to herself.

(Sara) “You lot couldn’t ask for a better teacher.”

...

(Dimitri) “Professor, you look a bit happier than normal.”

(Byleth) “Do I?”

(Sothis) “Yes, you have quite the stupid grin on, you know.”

(Akira) “No need to spoil the mood.”

(Sothis/Dimitri) “Sorry.”

(Edelgard) “Dimitri is right, it’s not that hard to see.”

(Byleth) “Well...Megumi told her about her students, and how those misfits will fit in with us.”

(Rean) “I’m looking forward to meeting them.”

Byleth’s smile grew even wider.

Megumi finally got her wish.

Epilogue

4 Days Later...

KNOCK KNOCK!

...

This dream agai-

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!

...This dre-

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!

...What-

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KN-

(Yuki’s Voice) “MEGU-NEEEEEE!”

(Megumi) incoherent mumbling

[Mezame no Waltz - School-Live!]

Opening her eyes and turning around, Megumi saw the ceiling of her room.

That was...Yuki’s voice. This must be the school.

Was...Was that all a dream?

(Towa) “A-Ah! Yuki, please calm down, you might wake up others!”

(Sara) “It sounds like you’re trying to break in, little lady!”

(Byleth) “I-It is a bit too early in the morning for something like that, Yuki.”

...She was still in Garreg Mach. Not back in the school.

This was her reality.

And she was so happy it was.

...Well, she would be if she could think. Seconds after being woken up this way, the only thing that was in her mind was “why”.

She reached out for her table to answer the door.

(Megumi) “Mn...a-ah-”

CLINK CLINK!

(Megumi) “...Can...”

Not bothering to change her clothes to answer the door, she opened it to see a bright eyed Yuki.

(Yuki) “Morning, Megu-nee!”

(Towa) “Hah, oh dear!”

(Sara) “Nice bedhead!”

(Byleth) “Go easy on her, she just woke up. Well, more like Yuki woke her up.”

(Yuki) “EH?! I-I’M SORRY, MEGU-NEE!”

Megumi softly chuckled and rubbed her eyes.

(Megumi) “No it’s okay. If you didn’t wake me up, Sara would have.”

(Sara) “Hey, I do not!”

(Towa) “That’s because you make ME do it, instructor!”

Byleth sighed and turned to Megumi.

(Byleth) “Yuki insisted we wake you up. Said you’d already be wide awake by now.”

Megumi invited everyone in and got changed and readied up in the bathroom. After having a nice little conversation, they all headed to the classrooms. Yuki rushed on ahead while Towa tried to chase her down.

(Sara) “Man, I thought I brought the life of the party with Class VII! She’s so enthusiastic about school!”

(Megumi) “Hah, she wasn’t always that way about it. She was a bit more reserved before I became her teacher.”

(Byleth) “Well, I’m glad she and the other students managed to find a good home here.”

Megumi smiled with Sara and Byleth.

Her students were finally safe, and at a place they could call home.

[Yasashisa ni Fureta Toki - School-Live!]

Kurumi got along well with Leonie, Chie, and the other tomboys of the classes.

Yuuri fit in with the more motherly students.

Miki, though a bit shy, is enjoying herself with the more mature and goofy students.

And Yuki was having an absolute blast with everyone she met, being fascinated by Garreg Mach.

It was literally everything Megumi wanted.

...

(Kurumi) “Man, we have to get up so early here!”

(Yuuri) “Hah, it’s not so different from our old school life then.”

(Miki) “Since when did we ever have to learn magic in our old school?!”

(Kurumi) “Beats math!”

(Towa’s Voice) “YUKI, PLEASE WAIT!”

(Yuki) “TAROMARUUU, THERE YOU ARE!”

The three girls watched Yuki pass by and run into the classroom after Taromaru, seeing a bright light inside.

(Yuuri) “What is going on in there?”

When they walked in, they saw all of the houses inside with a relatively large cake.

(Kazuma) “Oh good they’re in!”

(Akira) “Everyone, 3, 2, 1-”

(Everyone) “WELCOME TO GARREG MACH!”

The four were shocked, but even more so was Megumi who walked in.

(Megumi) “H-Huh?”

(Kazuma) “It kinda dawned on us that you never got your own little party for coming in here! Heck, even we did, and we were the first ones to be in this crazy sh....crap.”

(Dimitri) “We had Mercedes make it, seeing as she’s our expert baker.”

(Mercedes) “Everyone pitched in as well! Money for the ingredients, the flavor, ideas what to write!”

(Edelgard) “Though we did have too many cooks...”

(Claude) “A cake or two was ruined buuut, what matters is we came on top!”

(Sara) “Hah, well this is for you and your kids, Sakura.”

(Miki) “T-Thank you so much!”

(Kurumi) “That looks great, thanks!”

(Yuuri) “Ah, thank you!”

(Yuki) “THANK YOU!”

Yuki hugged Dimitri, Edelgard, and Claude.

Megumi smiled and looked over at the cake.

Doomguy’s shoulder cannon shot out a tiny flame, lighting the candles.

“Welcome to Garreg Mach

Yuuri

Miki

Kurumi

Yuki

Megu-nee!”

Megumi shook her head.

(Byleth) “Is something wrong with the cake?”

(Megumi) “I thought all the students should know by now...

Don’t call me Megu-nee, it’s Professor Sakura!”

[Friend Shitai! - School-Live!]

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