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lazylovedragon · 3 months

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KIMETSU ACADEMY AU: "THE REBELS" Background Info!

First up, we have: Zohakuten Kuromiya, the oldest out of his friend group yet youngest out of his family! Zohakuten comes from a middle-class family. His mother dying when he was around seven years old left quite the impact on his father, Urami, because of that he and his older brothers spent a lot of their childhood at their grandfather's home. Zohakuten had grown resentful and hateful of his father, blaming him for a lot of the trauma he had endured during his childhood since their grandfather was clearly mentally unstable and could not care for them. Zohakuten does not blame his grandfather, but he does hold a lot of hate in his heart for his father and Sekido(sometimes).

Zohakuten and Sekido get into a lot of fights, mainly arguments, but they have gotten physical. Despite having a similar personality to Sekido, he's the closest with Aizetsu. He tolerates Urogi and Karaku, but it's so obvious that he favors Aizetsu mainly. He's close with his brothers, but all of that changed once Zohakuten entered high school since that's when a lot of struggles came to be.

His family began to fall apart when their grandfather became ill, since that meant their father would be around more. Knowing this, Zohakuten refused to be home most of the time, which caused arguments between him and Sekido. Sekido kept trying to convince Zohakuten that their father had changed, but Zohakuten continued to harbor a deep hateful resentment against his father. Often, Zohakuten would either stay at his friend's houses or stay out late at night until he felt like going home. Zohakuten has clear signs of anger issues, abandonment issues, trust issues, family(daddy and brother) issues, and some sort of depression along to go with it.

Hence why Zohakuten is so protective of his friend group because they are the only people he's ever trusted with his deepest secrets and has shown vulnerability towards. They're like his other family in a way.

Up next: Etsuko Sato, the second oldest of her friend group and middle child of her family! Etsuko also came from a middle-class family, though since she was born a premature baby, her family dubs her a "problematic child" because of the medical expenses they had to pay because of her. She was seen as a burden most of her early childhood, often neglected and emotionally abused.

Eventually, Etsuko began to fend for herself. She unfortunately still deals with her family, yet she bites back at their insults and petty remarks. Even though she has a tough exterior, Etsuko is very much a softie. She often does spend her time at Senjuro's house or at her older cousin's house just to escape her family from time to time. Most of the time, she's mostly with Senjuro or Zohakuten. If not, then she's with Rui by the library.

Etsuko really doesn't like the kamaboko squad, mainly because she envies how easy they seem to have it. So, she pulls pranks on Kanao, Nezuko, and Aoi because Zohakuten and Rui like to pull pranks on the boys. Though sometimes she wishes that she could have it as easy as they did.

Etsuko suffers from asthma, anxiety, some sort of depression, self-confidence, Mommy + Daddy issues, and abandonment/isolation issues. Hence why she's always with her friends, she can't handle being alone for long periods of time. She's also very protective of her friends as well and won't hesitate to jump anyone who messes with them.

Next, we have Rui Ayaki, the youngest of his family! (Him and Zoha twining fr)

Unlike Zohakuten and Etsuko, Rui actually came from a well-off family. However, that doesn't mean his family is pretty. Rui resents his family, mainly because he's never felt home at his house. Sure, he loves his mother, but that doesn't mean she is a good person. Rui isn't dumb. He's smart enough to understand that his siblings dislike him due to the fact that their father doesn't bother with Rui.

It irritates Rui, knowing that his family will never truly be a "family" is a feeling he despises more than anything. His father is a brute, Rui knows this because of how much his mother flinches or has shown signs of fear around him. For being quiet, Rui has learned to read the moods of people around him to accustom himself. Call it a trauma response, but it works pretty damn well when your math teacher throws people out the window.

Rui spends half of his time at his uncle's house or at the school library. He doesn't bother going home early since it's boring, and he feels like an outcast 24/7. Rui suffers from a form of separation anxiety, finding it difficult to leave his friend group at times since they make him feel safe and vulnerable. Rui also is a very huge nerd, say what you want but he takes his grades seriously, A's and B's for this boi.

For our final member, Senjuro Rengoku! Now, this lil nugget here is the sunshine out of all of them. Senjuro may have a heart too big for his own body, but it's okay since he has guard dogs™️. Although Senjuro doesn't mind, he just knows his friends are looking out for him(especially since people would pretend to be his friend mainly because his older brother was the history teacher and they wanted good grades). Senjuro knows basic first aid since his father owns a dojo, which helps whenever Zohakuten or Etsuko get into fights(he's also teaching Rui first aid as well).

Senjuro used to be in the kamaboko friend group, but he stopped hanging out with them(which made Muichiro sad since he lowkey may have had a crush on Senjuro). Mainly because he envied how easily Tanjiro was able to get his father to train him at his dojo when he never bothered with Senjuro in the first place. He doesn't hate the kamaboko squad, but he will help set up pranks on them.

Senjuro mainly hangs out in the school gardens or any café shop closest to him(He avoids the Kamado Bakery like the PLAUGE). He also enjoys being in the art room, mainly because Rui drags him there whenever the library is full or overcrowded. Besides that, Senjuro is close with Etsuko. He sometimes spends the night at her cousins house whenever he's overwhelmed at his own house. Plus, it's not like Senjuro likes being at his house anyways, he'd much rather be with his friends.

Senjuro suffers from crippling anxiety, some depression, self-confidence, family(daddy) issues, and (some sort) of PTSD. He also doesn't have a mom since she died(him and Zoha bond over the fact they're motherless, lmao). Senjuro will get into arguments with his older brother, Kyojuro, but they don't get violet, unlike Zoha and his own brothers. Senjuro respects and admires his brother, but deep down, he just wishes that Kyojuro would just listen to him talk about his feelings without turning it into a lecture. Plus, Senjuro hates the fact that Kyojuro often doesn't come home often and leaves him alone to fend for himself whenever his father is drunk or just a jerk in general.

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ANYWAYS, that's all I have written so far. I might actually make this a series, but I'm not too sure yet. I also might do Zohakuten's brothers + Senjuro's brother as well since this mainly focuses on the kiddos. Stay tuned, my loves!

#oc x canon #kny #demon slayer #kny senjuro #kny zohakuten #kny oc #kny rui #demon slayer au #kny au

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juvederm · 7 months

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chris lore i made up

i tried observing some behaviors in chris that i wanted to give a reason to. but i'm not really an expert on him, i don't think he's hard to understand, i guess i just wasn't ever invested in him the same way i am with josh so. here goes.

chris is methodical, which means he's orderly. he's organized. he knows how to reason, which makes me think his social skills are decent. he's like an anchor to someone like ashley, brings her back down to earth when she's panicking, hence why i think he's reasonable. and while i don't think his protective qualities showed up much during the game, it made me notice how frustrated he gets while trying to 'protect' ashley, or guide her. whenever she mentions the ghosts or whatever, chris reallyyy gets frustrated. he's the skeptic, but also knows that this Has to be a person messing with them. i don't think he ever believed in the ghost thing, but i think the moment he knew someone was messing with them, was when he found the note and saw the dollhouse.

ok. that aside, which was just a very condensed version of my analysis of him (i always say them aloud to myself in my autism tangents but never write it down loool), i made up a backstory for him that i use in all my stories pretty much. just for like. consistency ? idk

this will also tread into headcanon territory so i'll just list those now.

- i think chris is like kinda jacked, went to the gym

- he did sports against his will (i'll get to this)

- bisexual (i do think he's cisgender though, i'm not sorry)

- autistic

- has a softer, romantic side of him that's like the movies

ok. headcanon cinematic universe time.

i think chris had a hard ass for a dad, he was like a no-nonsense, strict guy who got these qualities from being in the military. he doesn't like softies, and didn't want his son to be one, god forbid. his dad is also bigoted, he sucks. he's emotionally abusive.

chris's mom on the other hand, is basically a hippie. she loves anything nature related, specifically owls, knows a ton about them and paints them all the time. she's the opposite of her husband (this did cause issues in the house), she encouraged chris to be soft, even when he'd be in the midst of doing something for his dad.

cuz like. in my mind, chris had this masculinity forced on him. this specific type at least. and he didn't like it, it didn't mesh well with him. his dad made him work out, made him do sports, had him do physically demanding things as if it were actually fkn boot camp.

so i think that's where his methodical nature stems from, chris always has shit organized like a schedule. he knows the next step usually. however that doesn't mean he was necessarily the best academically. i mean, ashley is like his tutor in a sense. and josh is just a guy who loves doing stupid shit like chris does, but does it out of boredom. chris seems like he likes the rush, the activity of it.

and speaking of josh, chris's dad despised him in this cinematic universe of mine. chris's dad thought josh was too scrawny, not strong and like thought he was gay. which chris dad no like. he wants chris to be with girls, always asks him about girls. and sure chris likes girls, but he also likes guys and he can't tell his dad that or the man will flip.

josh goes against the grain, he knows chris's dad will get mad and enjoys the rise he gets out of him. so he'll 'act gay', he'll hold chris's hand, he'll hug him tightly, squeeze his shoulder, little things like that that'll earn a glare from chris's dad if they're ever in the same room.

chris's mom is all for it, she was kinda convinced he and josh were something more.

so chris has this constant positive stream in his life from his mom, a supportive voice in all the chaos from his dad. but his mom is also sick, she's not gonna be around for long. so when she dies, and there's no talk about feelings at home, chris, in turn, doesn't know how to talk about feelings.

i noticed he and josh kinda suck at it, and chris can't really tell when somethings wrong, or is too nervous to ask. he doesn't know how to navigate it. so i gave that a reason: his home life sucks with dealing with it. and when it comes to his social life, chris also doesn't know how to deal with it. and despite josh being his match, he can't be there for josh like a friend would. a friend who would know how to navigate it.

and yeah i think chris has his own issues. i know josh is canonically the only mentally ill protagonist, but idk i think you could identify a lot of neurodivergency in chris's behavior. or assume he has his own problems and is more than just the 'comic relief' trope that he's written to be (which is purposeful i know)

the romantic streak i'm talking about is like. i think chris enjoys giving roses, dates, spaghetti on the same plate because with his horrible dad, he never really had a shot of something normal like this. and he kinda yearns for it. he's a softie at heart but his dad is like Um No. and it was scary to go against his dad.

chris = daddy issues (josh also has daddy issues this is why they're perfect for each other)

anyway. it's 50 degrees and my hands are extremely cold

#chris hartley #big word vomit

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latte-fairytaekwoon · 3 years

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𝓐𝓾𝓻𝓸𝓻𝓪 𝓐𝓼𝔂𝓵𝓾𝓶: 𝓙𝓮𝓸𝓷𝓰 𝓨𝓾𝓷𝓱𝓸

𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 𝙼𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚘𝚡𝚒𝚌 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙, 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚛, 𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚖, 𝚜𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚎𝚜, 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚎, 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚍𝚎𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚜. 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗.

𝙿𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐: 𝚈𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚎! 𝙹𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚈𝚞𝚗𝚑𝚘 × 𝙿𝚜𝚢𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚒𝚜𝚝 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 (𝙵𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚎)

𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝙲𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝: 𝟹𝙺

𝙶𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚎: 𝙰𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚝, 𝚂𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝙵𝚕𝚞𝚏𝚏, 𝚈𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝙰𝚄

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I breathed out an airy and desolate sigh through my nose, obviously I unconsciously did it a little too loud as the raven haired male sitting across from me looked down at the floor.

"It was all my fault.....wasn't it?"

I looked up, the glasses sitting on my nose bridge tilting slightly that I had to push them back up so I could study his features, or should I say, his expressions. His eyelids never blinked once, his eyes were trained on the pattern of the carpet underneath him, but I knew his mind was elsewhere. I looked with pity at the bandages wrapped around his wrists, some of the edges stained with fresh blood. I gulped slightly, my stomach threatening to spill out my meager lunch of an apple and avocado toast slice from earlier. I could handle hearing patients tell and retell me about how they stabbed their parents to death, cut off their significant other's genitals because they were unloyal to them, even tackled a deranged lunatic that once tried to...... seduce me to put mildly.......

But to this day, I can't help but get dizzy when I treat or deal with patients who are self harming victims, because yes, they are victims. Victims of their own self loathing, guilt, and depressive state that isn't their fault. It just pains me so much to see them resort to such drastic measures...

But I'm also not stupid and know some, if not most only do it for attention or to manipulate others, and Yunho is a case not far from it. Which is why I was the one sent to deal with him. All the other psychologists would have fallen for his sad puppy eyes, good looks, well built physique and would have released him too early into the world. Not that he's dangerous and a threat to society, but he's not emotionally nor mentally stable to go deal with daily life yet. And I'm not a softie by any means even if I'm patient and meek doctor when necessary. But I'm objective and I seek deeper into the true person hiding behind the front they put in front of me.

"Do you believe it was your fault Yunho?" Usually one would get scolded for answering a question with a question, but I prefer this method in order to get my patients to reason and draw out their own conclusions......

And makes them pour out their true answers.

I watch Yunho ponder for a moment.

"It has to be- otherwise she wouldn't have...wouldn't have-"

He bites back a choked sob, teeth tightening and gritting against themselves as he fails to contain his tears. His hands cover his face as he begins to cry uncontrollably, desperate and heartwrenching wails resonating throughout the 4 walls keeping us company. Reaching for the purple plaid box on the coffee table between us, I take out a few tissues and stand up from my seat. Lightly tapping on his shoulder, I whisper a 'here' to him. He thanks me, but since he's crying too hard no sound comes out his throat. For the next few minutes, he's blowing out his runny nose, all red just like his eyes from crying too hard. He's sniffling while trying to control his previous hyperventilating session. I want to hug him or at least give him a pat in the back. But I can't, I can only sit back and try to imagine the agony he's probably going through, try to put myself in his shoes as I dive deep into the event that got him here in the first place:

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Coming back from a trip to the store, Yunho momentarily looks around confused when he heard his baby daughter crying. Quickly putting the bags on the kitchen counter, he makes his way over to the nursery that adjoined the main bedroom. Calling out for his wife, he receives no response as he walks down the hallway. He calls once more for her but stops midway as he opens the slightly ajar door. His heart stops beating and his veins run cold as he stares into the lifeless body of his beloved wife hanging in the room, feeling as if the oxygen is being ripped out from his lungs, suffocating slowly.

As if sensing his agitation, his daughter's cries from the other room grow louder, so much that they raise concern from their next door neighbor, a kind and sweet old lady who more than once has offered her help in watching over the child or help them out in any way she could. Typing in the passcode, she makes it there just in time to stop the tall male from inflicting more harm upon himself as he holds onto his wife's body in agony. Having been left with no choice, she immediately calls for an ambulance, who arrive there shortly and take him to a nearby hospital.

He was monitored 24/7 as he had a history of attempted suicide before. The nurses and doctors didn't want another episode to happen again, not wanting to leave a barely 1 year old fatherless as well as motherless. As an investigation went, police found a journal hidden deep between the mattresses on the bed. When they poured over the first pages, they knew there was much more to the story than just a doting husband who couldn't live without his wife, hence why he was relocated to the infamous asylum......

And a specialized woman was tasked to not only unmask the truth, but hopefully help a poor broken mind be put back together again.

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Hence why I'm here now, the folder I had read over and over again still on my lap. It honestly amazed me that I'd actually get to work on a case like this, and of course I took up the challenge of digging into a mind like Yunho's, not just to help him, but to leave a precedent for any other situations like this that came after.

"A precedent?" I remember the officer asking me.

"Yes. You'd be surprised just how common these types of toxic relationships there are in an everyday basis yet no one ever looks deeper because they're too focused treating a depressed person who's trying to kill themselves and don't focus on what they really are...."

Shutting the folder, I tucked it under my arm before turning on my heel.

"A manipulative individual who'll do anything to keep someone tied to them forever."

That's how I viewed Yunho, it's how I should be viewing him. At least until I could hopefully get him to change.

"How's......is my daughter ok?"

I let out a soft hum and nod as I scribbled something down on the notepad.

"She's fine. We're having someone take care of her in the meantime, don't worry."

Yunho let out a sigh of relief, fingers fidgeting against his thighs as he mustered up the courage to say something.

"Could I.....could I please see her?"

From the sad look in my eyes he could already tell the answer was negative.

"I'm sorry Yunho....I'm afraid until we see some improvement, we can't allow you to be reunited with her just yet."

I tried to keep my voice steady as I said that, bracing myself to possibly see him breakdown once more. He had already lost his wife and now learning that his only child was forced away from him could possibly send him spiraling down into another episode.

But Yunho instead took a deep breath and seemed calm.

"I understand.....it's ok..." I knew he was saying those last two words more to himself than to me.

Lifting his face up, he suddenly shocked me by looking so bright and rather happy.

"So I guess it's best if we begin right?"

Even to this day, I don't know whether I should have been delighted to have such a compliant patient.....

Or terrified.

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"Tell me Yunho, what was your first reaction when you saw your wife?"

A subtle hint of a smile curled at the corners of his lips.

"I thought she was the kindest and most caring person in the world, very pretty too. She just walked in and the room instantly lit up."

He was reminiscing about those times, I could tell. That fond look on his face was unmistakable.

"Do you believe you fell in love at first sight with her?"

His smile suddenly dissipated, eyebrows scrunching together as if recollecting memories from so long ago.

"I think.......I felt attracted to her.....but.....I don't think it was love?"

I could tell he felt conflicted with himself, but that's exactly what I wanted. I want him to question every feeling and sensation he felt at the moment so he could decide for himself if it was real or just a mere illusion he held. If he starts to second guess or question what he felt then he'd start reasoning and come to the conclusion that what he felt was wrong and mistaken. He'd see that his actions weren't justified.

"So when do you truly believe you fell in love with her?"

I stopped writing on my notepad and watched him close his eyes as he tried to pinpoint the exact time he felt whatever he thought was love.

"One night....one of our friends was feeling down in spirits. I witnessed how caring she was towards them...kindly reassuring them that they were loved, that they mattered. I vividly remember her kind eyes and loving smile as she comforted them. Then it hit me that she was that kind of person. Selfless, caring, doting, would sacrifice anything for her friends and family...... it was hard for anyone not to fall in love with her."

He turned his hand over, studying the wedding ring that he still wore to this day, the engravings of their initials being his prime interest.

"And at that moment I knew I had to have her. I couldn't let anyone else have her. I wanted her.... that love, compassion, empathy..her confidence and strong nature, I wanted-"

He stopped mid sentence and his eyes wizened in horror as he came to the realization I had foreseen long ago. He looked up at me, meeting my unwavering eyes that held no emotion at that moment.

"She had all the qualities I had always lacked in."

I took my glasses off and nodded.

"And I unconsciously wanted them for myself.... but the only way I could have them was...through her?" He seemed sickened with himself.

"Not exactly Yunho. You could have learnt to love yourself and raise your self esteem." I quickly scribbled my observation down.

"But I didn't. Instead I caged her up and slowly tore her down."

I couldn't help but let out an involuntary smile as he drew out that conclusion.

"Glad to know you've accepted that fact, even if it took several months for you to understand."

Shutting the notepad, I lifted myself up from my chair, straightening my blouse. Yunho followed suit.

"Is our session over?" He was always so polite, always escorting me out and holding the door open for me, which other doctors would have adamantly refused, too scared to come close to their patients. But not me. I let them have certain liberties at times.

"Not yet Yunho. As you've made remarkable progress, I got permission for you to see someone."

He was momentarily confused for a split second. Poor thing probably thought it was one of the nurses coming in to give him some new medication to take, which he hated with a passion. Stepping outside for a brief moment, I happily took the young baby in my arms, the little girl already used to seeing me as I always went to go see her after being with Yunho for a few hours. When I came back inside he had his back turned to me, once again staring off into nowhere. The light gurgled babbles the baby emitted caught his attention immediately. He whipped his head around so fast I thought he'd break his neck for a second. He teared up as the child began squealing in excitement as she recognized her father right away.

"Oh my-" He choked up with tears that he couldn't finish his sentence.

I calmly walked over to him, lightly bouncing the baby in my arms. Yunho hesitantly reached his hands out.

"Can I..?" He had such a hopeful glint in his eyes.

I didn't answer, I merely held his daughter out to him. As soon as she felt his embrace, she latched onto him as if he was one of the teddy bears she often slept with. Perhaps he was one.

No....he is one.

In my time of spending time with Yunho, I've come to strongly believe he is a sweet and tender individual. And judging by the way the little girl feels safe in his arms, I do believe he is capable of being truly loved.....

If he learns how to properly love not just someone else, but himself too.

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Stepping out of my car, I quickly grab the small pink bag on the passenger seat before locking it. Treading through the small patch of green grass, I ring the doorbell and wait for one of the occupants to open up for me. No surprise, I'm greeted by the same raven haired male I met nearly 3 years ago. He looks delighted to see me.

"Y/N. Hi!"

I wave at him, a small but genuine smile on my features.

"Hi Yunho. Did I come at a bad time?" I notice the apron covered in flour and leftover egg on it.

"Oh no not at all. Please come in."

Moving aside to let me pass, my nose catches the scent of baked goods filling the air. I can distinctly recognize the hints of lavender and french vanilla, an odd but surprisingly tasty combination. I spot out of the corner of my eye a little head peeking out from the kitchen, curious to know who had come to pay them a visit. Letting out a squeal, she quickly ran over to attach herself on my leg.

"Y/N!"

I chuckled and lightly run my fingers through her hair which was longer than the last time I saw it.

"Hi Jina, I see you've been baking something." We both chuckle as I scraped off some cake batter that had gotten on the tip of her button nose.

"Me and dad are making cupcakes for my friend's birthday party tomorrow." She explained.

"Wow that's a really nice gesture. I bet they'll turn out delicious."

Remembering that I was short on time and that I had one last task to carry out, I pull out the bag I had hidden behind my back and hand it to her.

"It's for you."

Her eyes began to sparkle so much they could rival all the stars in the galaxy. After thanking me like 20 thousand times, she plopped her tiny body on the couch to tear into the contents inside it. I shake my head before taking out a small paper from inside my trench coat.

"And this is for you."

Taking the slip from my fingers, Yunho opens it up and scans what it says. He seems confused for a moment, not fully understanding what it means. He looks to me once more, probably for the last time, asking for an explanation.

"It's your official release from the institution. No more drop in visits, no more eyes on you 24/7, and soon you won't have to continue with the prescribed medication, although when that happens they will send someone once in a while to check up and make sure you're ok without them."

Yunho nods but it is a rather sad and pained nod.

"So this means you won't be seeing us any longer?"

I inhale deeply and nod.

"This was a temporary thing until you got better Yunho. After all....I was only the doctor assigned to you."

It hurt me to say that as much as it probably hurt him, as much as it'd hurt Jina to know I wouldn't be coming back anymore.

"Can't we at least be friends?"

I hated seeing those puppy eyes of him practically beg me, signature trait he passed on to his daughter.

"That would be completely unprofessional of my part Yunho. I deeply cherish and treasure all the time we spent together and I'm beyond happy and satisfied that you've come so far since the start of our journey..."

I sighed deeply.

"But every journey has an end." He finished my sentence.

Extending his hand out to me, I took it and gave it a firm shake.

"I'm really going to miss you." He admitted.

"Me too. Me too."

Going over to the momentarily forgotten 4 year old, she let out an 'oof' when she suddenly found herself cooped up in my embrace.

"Take care of yourself and of your dad ok?"

I kissed the top of her head, her grinning face not registering that this might be the last time she ever saw me. Yunho walked me out the door and even escorted me all the way to my car. Always the gentleman, he held the door open for me. Before I could even get one foot inside, I felt a large hand grip my wrist. Turning to him, I was flustered when he suddenly pulled me close to him.

"Please don't leave. I need you....I..."

He looked conflicted with himself as he tried to finish his words. Taking a deep breath, he confessed:

"I love you."

My heart sank. He said the 3 words I hoped he'd never direct at me. Mainly because I was scared as he was. Don't get me wrong, Yunho is a wonderful man, and he truly deserves to be loved....

But am I certain that he has finally learned to love? Or is it because he feels he needs me?........

Only one way to find out.

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screechthemighty · 3 years

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Okay, so between me talking about the monster fam in the notes of a post and answering some anon asks about it, I figure I should finally publish this post that I drafted for literally no reason.

So, I should note, everything below the cut is not something I think will happen in the canon, because I have no idea what will happen in the canon, honestly. This is just some stuff I came up with thinking about what I would do if it were me. All of this also runs on the assumption that Ragnarok doesn’t happen when Atreus is 15 (for whatever reason, take your pick), that there are other giants out there in Jotunheim (they’re just hiding), and also there’s a lot of time travel involved. Anyways...Monster Fam Time (and also Sigyn).

Sleipnir

DON’T CLOSE OUT OF THE POST, I PROMISE IT’S NOT WEIRD.

So those of you who have read “awake and unafraid...” might’ve noticed a line in chapter one about how Ruvik claims his horses are “direct descendants of Svaðilfari, Hrimthur’s own stallion” and “So fast, you’d swear they had extra legs.” That was, in fact, a deliberate nod to my own headcanon. Essentially, Jotnar horses are just exceptionally awesome and slightly magical horses and Sleipnir is, in fact, a direct descendant of Svaðilfari. After Jotunheim’s semi-collapse, a lot of these are living semi-feral, mustang-style. Unfortunately, this leaves them vulnerable to predators, and one predator left Sleipnir injured and orphaned.

Fortunately for him, though, he happened to be found by a late-teens god and his grumpy also-a-god father. Atreus being the big softie that he is immediately takes in and helps heal the young foal. Between him being Slightly Magical and Atreus being able to talk to animals, they are able to communicate and Sleipnir becomes One Of The Family.

Angrboda

Important things to know about Angrboda: she’s two inches taller than Kratos, buff as hell, and Atreus falls in love with her the second he lays eyes on her. Fortunately for him, she likes that he’s funny and also stronger than he looks, so they hit it off and get married. She’s got a very bright extroverted personality, and while you’d think that would put her in contrast with Kratos, he actually thinks she’s pretty great.

Unfortunately, this story has a sad end, as Angrboda ends up in Midgard and running into the one person you don’t want to run into in Midgard...but more on that in Hela’s section.

Jörmungandr

Named for the World Serpent (though put a pin in that), Jörmungandr has his father’s appearance and talent for magic and his grandfather’s grumpy introvert personality. He was also a bit of an emo teen, but despite this, he really does love his family and is super protective of them. He’s just also Most Likely To Go Off When Provoked (to the shock of pretty much everyone, who expects that behavior more from Fenris).

The plot twist is that he IS the World Serpent (a discovery that gives his father an existential crisis), becoming such when the Aesir show up to try and stop Ragnarok (but in doing so, nearly kick off Rangarok for a SECOND time because they just never learn). This leads to the whole “creating a stable time loop and being thrown back before his own birth” thing, and also his brain getting a bit scrambled, hence why he’s stuck as a giant snake and only speaks Old Giant. (In this very loose take on what I’d do to tackle Ragnarok they do end up transforming him back, but the poor guy is a bit messed up by the whole thing.)

Fenrir

Fenrir looks like his mom and has her exact personality--gregarious and a bit brash--but he takes after his father in that he’s a Wolf Kid. Turning into a wolf is the one and only spell he masters. A lot of people think that he’d be the one with rage issues (as he does have some ability as a berserker), but he’s really an easygoing and kind dude. He’s just also got big ADHD (predominantly hyperactive) energy, tussles as a way of showing affection, and forgets his own strength. The phrase, “Fenrir, don’t hit your brother” was thrown around a lot when he was a toddler.

Fenrir ends up being bound in wolf form as part of the whole Ragnarok 2: Electric Boogaloo thing; he is also freed, and it does give him a major grudge against Odin but otherwise he’s still mostly a good kid. Also, he doesn’t bite off Tyr’s hand in this version because I have other plans for Tyr. These were also alluded to in “awake and unafraid...” and if you spotted that reference, you win.

Hel

As mentioned above, Angrboda unfortunately has a run-in with Thor that ends her life and nearly ends Hel’s, as Angrboda was pregnant with her only daughter at the time. Atreus is barely able to save Hel’s life with magic, but the results left Hel a little...odd. Appearance-wise, half her body has a deathly blueish pallor (the right half, and interestingly it’s darker on the face in a very familiar pattern) and blind in one eye. Personality-wise, she’s the most withdrawn of the three, says weird cryptic shit all the time that might be prophetic, and also can talk to ghosts, a fact the family learned when she casually mentioned Calliope to Kratos a conversation. Kratos had never told her about Calliope before then, so obviously that was a bizarre day. (She actually is really close with Kratos, despite his initial worries about how his Trauma would react to having a granddaughter.)

During Ragnarok 2: When Will You Learn That Your Actions Have Consequences, they attempt to send Hel away for her protection, but she accidentally gets thrown back in time even further than her older brother. This leads to her being discovered by the Aesir, who are immediately offput by this weird teenager saying cryptic shit and decide “Hey, y’know what...Helheim needs a keeper, let’s just put her there and not worry about it.” (She actually goes behind their backs to make a second Valhalla for the worthy dead who didn’t serve Odin and wouldn’t end up in Folkvangr for whatever reason, so people like her mother, grandmother, and her adoptive wine uncle. Conveniently, this is where the armies of Jotunheim Odin was so worried about come from...something that wouldn’t have happened if he hadn’t fucked with her family. Funny, that!)

Sigyn

Sigyn is another giant, though on the short side for one (she’d be tall for a human, though), known for her gifts of magic and potion-making. She and Atreus keep running into each other in town and while foraging out in the woods, end up having a slow-burn friends-to-lovers relationship, and get married when Hel is almost of age. She doesn’t look like much, but she’s fiercely loyal and knows how to make a lot of poisons. Straight up, she almost throws a bowl of that snake-potion in Kratos’s face during the whole “Second Ragnarok” thing because in her panic and blind rage she thought he was Thor coming in for some extra torture.

#god of war #again this isn't speculation this is my own AU based off of stuff I made up

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kim-bobbae · 4 years

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Took longer than I expected to finish this because...I just have no sense of humour whatsoever haha but I hope this will be a fun read for you guys! Hope everyone’s staying safe amidst the all the chaos that’s going on around the world.

Jay – worldwide heartthrob, incredibly talented, attractive, humble and genuine – he had it all. He’d have all these girls wrapped around his fingers, have an army of female fans that’d honestly do anything for the slightest interaction with him but strangely enough when it came to you, his girlfriend, biggest fan and supporter, you were never one to yield to him.

Perhaps it was the fact that it’s been five long years into the relationship, or how he had just been way too busy all these years for you guys to be particularly sentimental about anniversaries, dates or the likes, and while it bothered you at the beginning watching the people around you being able to date freely and publicly, you gradually got used to it and the both of you developed a very comfortable relationship, to say the least.

“Babe, what do you think of this picture?” Jay asked, turning his laptop screen towards you.

“Looks alright,” You replied without much interest before turning your attention back to your mobile phone.

“Why did I even bother…” Jay said with a laugh as he shook his head, then continued browsing through the photos that he had just received from a magazine shoot that he did a couple of days back.

Overhearing the conversation from the other end of the couch, Minsik let out a snicker, then burst into laughter as soon as Jay looked up to glare at him.

It was a Saturday night and the both of you had decided to meet in his studio after he was done with his schedules as the next two weeks was looking to be too packed for either of you to manage any dates with Jay having to do some recordings while you were going to be preoccupied yourself. Some of the H1GHR guys had joined the both of you soon after, bringing with them some dinner that they had bought for everyone.

“What?”

“Sorry I couldn’t help it, I don’t think I can ever get used to it,” Minsik said with a smirk. “You’re our boss and always killing it on stage but such a loser when it comes to your girlfriend.”

“I mean, he’s done so many pictorials by now that it all kinda looks the same to me at this point,” You tried to explain, caught a little off guard as Woogie spun around in his chair to look at you guys, nodding enthusiastically at Minsik’s comment whilst stifling a laugh. “Of course you look good, why else would you be on a magazine if you don’t?”

Jay sighed exaggeratedly, rubbing his temples, “See…this is why I’m still lonely even when I have a girlfriend – she doesn’t show me enough attention.”

“Hyung, we’ll take you out to play then,” Haon joked. “Let’s hit the clubs!”

“Let’s,” Jay replied readily, only earning a ‘don’t you dare’ look from you before you sent a cushion flying towards him to which he simply chuckled in response.

He then scooted closer to you, bumping his shoulders against you, “I was just kidding…!”

“You had better be. You’re getting too old for clubbing anyways, don’t embarrass the younger ones,” You replied without paying him much attention, sending the guys into yet another round of laughter.

Conversations like these were pretty common between the both of you but of course, Jay never took any of them to heart. It hadn’t always been like this with the two of you being more cordial and romantic the first two years, but with how the nature of your dates were for the rest of the years that followed which often involved hanging out in a group be it with the AOMG or H1GHR guys, it became inevitable since neither of you were really the kind to be all affectionate with each other in front of others. Hence, in situations like these, you tended to be brutally straightforward (when you could obviously be sweeter with your words, but whatever) while Jay opted to speak to you like he would in private, playing the victim much to everyone’s amusement.

Some of his fans even noticed this from the little glimpses of your conversations that were caught on camera whenever Jay did insta lives from his office or the studio, often involving a ‘no one has questions for you, stop bothering them’ remark followed by a fit of laughter from whoever that was around to overhear the conversation and they absolutely loved it though Jay simply laughed it off most of the time. Yes, he was appreciative that his fans were supportive of his relationship, but that didn’t mean that he enjoyed addressing or sharing about it.

It then came as a surprise when you were tuned in to one of his insta lives from your office the following week as you were working overtime one night.

“Why are so many of you guys asking for my girlfriend today?” He asked.

We miss her ratchet comments.

We wanna see her roasting you.

He laughed, “She’s busy working, we’re both quite busy these two weeks so we won’t be seeing each other for a while. I’m a free man!”

Seeing how this was a rare occasion where Jay actually directly addressed comments regarding you, the fans jumped on the opportunity, bombarding him with questions.

“Alright, now that I mentioned her I see where this live is going…”

Is she secretly a sweetheart in private?

Is she really this savage all the time?

Date me instead, I promise I’ll be a hundred times nicer.

“Yeah it gets lonely sometimes…don’t y’all see me giving you guys all that fan service?” He joked, deciding to wrap up the topic. He was never really being one to speak much about his private life anyway.

Of course, the questions and comments about you never really died down for the rest of the live despite Jay actually moving on to speak about something else and with this much attention on your relationship with Jay for the first time in a long while, you had to admit that it made you feel a little conscious. For a while you even got carried away browsing through the comments, completely distracted from the work that you were supposed to be doing.

Another week passed and the both of you agreed that after two whole weeks of late nights, five-minute phone calls in bed before either one of you fell asleep on the other, there was nothing more that you both wanted more than to simply unwind at the comforts of your home. Jay had come over to spend the night at your place, soju and some snacks in tow as the two of you lounged on the couch watching a light hearted comedy.

“How’s your week been?”

“Nothing new, just working on some tracks in the studio as per the usual,” Jay said, throwing his head back as he sank further into the couch. “I was actually kinda stuck for a while but we managed to solve it yesterday so that was nice. You?”

“Same old, a desk job doesn’t get very interesting,” You said.

He then reached for your hand, lacing your fingers with his on your lap to which you responded by snuggling up to him, resting your head on his shoulder. He glanced at you, a small smile playing on his lips as he saw how indifferent the expression on your face was despite your unusual display of affection.

However, as the night progressed, you went from simply hugging his arm to hugging him and draping your leg over his, all whilst keeping a poker face on, much to his amusement. It wasn’t until you held his hands to wrap them around your body as you shifted to sit on his lap did he finally looked at you weird, raising his brows at you.

“What’s up?”

“Nothing, just cold,” You lied.

“Shall I get you a blanket then?” He said, shifting in his seat in an attempt to get up but you wouldn’t let him, leaning back against his chest and looking up at him.

“Can we just cuddle for a bit…?”

“Sure but…why…” He said, then laughed at his statement upon realizing how absurd it sounded. “I mean, this is so unlike you…not that I’m complaining. Just curious where this is coming from.”

“I just…feel like it,” You replied, in which he simply stared at you in response before mumbling an ‘okay…’, then encased you in his arms as you sat on his cross legged legs, giving you a quick peck on the cheek. He then let out a low chuckle watching the way your nose crinkled upon contact, resting his head on your shoulder as he turned his attention back to the television.

But somewhere in between the little kisses that you showered him with for the next ten minutes, Jay couldn’t help but turn you around to face him, cupping your face and looking straight into your eyes, “Okay what is it that you want to tell me?”

“Nothing…!”

“Then why are you being so…loving today?” He asked, genuinely confused by now.

“Why do you think it’s weird for your girlfriend to love you?”

“You know that’s not what I’m asking,” He stated as matter of factly.

“It’s just…I don’t know…in case you’re feeling a little lonely…”

He stared at you for a while, then burst into laughter at the realization of where all this was coming from, “That’s it? The insta live?”

You shrugged, “I was kinda going through the comments on your live…and so many of your fans sent me DMs after asking me to treat you better…”

“Aw, that’s nice of them,” He said cheekily.

“Yeah but you keep looking at me weird when I’m tryna be all romantic and shit!”

“It IS weird!” He laughed.

“Fine,” You replied with a pout, climbing off his lap.

“Hey come back here…!” He exclaimed, obviously enjoying this as he pinned you down. For once he had the upper hand, and he wasn’t going to let this go easily.

By now you had completely given up, avoiding his eyes as he laid atop you, looking at you almost teasingly.

“So you were worried, that’s cute,” He taunted. “You’re a softie after all.”

“Shut up,” You said, rolling your eyes at him. “If you’re not appreciating it then let me go.”

“Of course I appreciate it, you’re just not letting me show you that I do,” He said, wriggling his brows at you to which you merely rolled your eyes at him. “Damn I should’ve captured this on an insta live…”

#Jay Park #jay park scenarios #jay park drabbles #AOMG #aomg scenarios #aomg reactions #khh #khh scenarios #khh imagines #khh reactions #park jaebum #park jaebeom

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space-helen · 3 years

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Would I get on with them? - CSI

Starting this series with CSI characters since I'm most into the show right now.

Hopping into it under the cut! (Not proof read at all)

Gil Grissom

Ok, I don't think this man would hate me in the slightest but he'd take a sec to warm up to me. We know the man has loads of random knowledge in his brain and so do I but I sometimes just spurt it out at the most random times and most of the knowledge doesn't make sense. We wouldn't hang out at all but I feel like we could eat lunch in the breakroom together and it wouldn't be awkward at all? We could also do a car journey together and it'd be silent most of the way until one of us eventually broke the silence. The silence wouldn't have been awkward though it would just be natural, both in our brains thinking things over? I get the vibe he'd welcome me into the team pretty well and would defend me to others but also would be disappointed when I fuck up. I think our vibes are slightly the same so we'd get on and have a weird friendship but not going on. TBH he'd probably treat me very similar to how he treats Greg but slightly nicer. In summary I would get on with him but not in a best friend kind of way.

Catherine Willows

I get the vibe she'd like me and would find me funny in a way with the awful jokes I tell but instead of finding the jokes funny she'd just find me and my awkwardness funny? However, she would not let me fuck up and would go in on me bad if I did if I was in the first couple of years being a CSI but after our friendship grew a little she'd be a lot more forgiving. We'd probably get to a friendship point of being able to have a meal together or a drink together but we would never plan it? It'd only happen say after a shift on a whim together. We'd be close but not best friends knowing absolutely every aspect of each other's lives. All in all Catherine has good vibes and I think we'd get on. I'd want to be her friend and learn from her. We'd be able to throw banter around and we'd be able to work well together. She'd probably see me as more of a 'family member' than a friend if you get my drift?

Sara Sidle

I love Sara but I do not think we'd get on at first. I think she'd dislike how shy I was and how long it takes me to warm up to everyone. My main way of bonding or working with people initially is kinda through humour to test the waters and I know she wouldn't like that at first. However, I think after her initial dislike for me for the first couple of cases or weeks or whatever I think she'd realise we actually work well together on cases and compliment each other with our working style? Then she'd slowly be more friendly and jokey with me and open up herself. We'd take a long time to be close friends with each other and I think the only way our friendship would grow is because of our friendship with others in the team. So would I get on with Sara? Not initially but let's say after like 6 months we might have lunch together. I do admire her and her work but... yeah I think we might be a bit too similar in some ways. I think eventually after we build up trust and a mutual understanding we'd then be friends and do things together outside of work (but it doesn't happen often because she'd invested in her work)

Warrick Brown

Now this is hard to say. I think initially he'd try to be open and welcoming but would have a little too much going on to care but would banter with me if we came across each other. He's serious on the job but a lil hot headed, I mean I'm the same but I tend to internalise it and not speak out about problems and might just cry about them? He'd probably try and argue a point and even if I agreed I would probably not say something if I was still new to the team and he'd probably get mad at me for it. However, I think I might break through with him with my humour or something really random or like a random fact which is so bizzare he's like 'who the fuck is she?' and laughs it off and enjoys it. I feel like we'd eventually be friends but not in a way to talk about our lives irl more like if we've had a long shift and need to pull a double and haven't stopped for food he'd throw a sandwich or coffee at me. So friends in a caring or sibling like way y'know? Banter but not completely open with each other but we know little facts here and there. We'd hold mutual friends and that'd what probably aids the friendship. So would I get on with him? Initially no fucking way but after a hot sec yeah.

Nick Stokes

Here he is, here's our boi. Now yes I may be bias here because I do like Nick but I genuinely think we'd get on because we're both kinda emotionally softies on the inside. However, initially he might get frustrated at how closed off I am and awkward when he tried to speak to me, giving short answers etc. But once I crack some awkward and nervous jokes he'd realise how nervous I am and try and get through to me in that way with jokes and banter. I think he'd actually help if I fucked something up or missed something and would point it out in a nice way compared to how someone like Sara would. I think he'd open up to me randomly? Also I feel we could chat shit randomly to each other y'know? I think we'd be in a weird friends stage for a long time and then it would get to best friend territory? Y'know? Going to see movies or hanging out outside of work. Also hard cases we'd support each other. I think my friendship with Nick would be the thing that helps my friendship with Warrick for sure and aids with Sara. So would we get on? Yeah we would and he'd question why Sara and I don't.

Greg Sanders

He's chaos. I can be chaos. He'd appreciate my jokes and would banter back. Would be on the same wave length a lot of the time I think. I think I'd be the more chill version of him in some ways? Idk. I think we'd be friends and he'd be the person I build a friendship with the fastest. Like I think it would be he and I friends first, then Nick and I, Catherine and I then the others after. He'd obviously try to flirt with me because it's Greg but he'd respect me? We'd probably go for coffee a lot and he'd want to give me a tour of Vegas or some shit if I hadn't been there long. He'd probably get frustrated though at how chill I can be sometimes but would enjoy the fact that I was also friends with Nick and if all three of us were put on a case? Well that would be funny and would make a great episode. Don't get me wrong though we'd work well together. So would we get on? Hell yeah!

David Hodges

I don't think he'd dislike me but he wouldn't entirely like me either but he'd have a respect for me? I'd tolerate him and would joke with him though but I wouldn't say we'd be close friends or anything. Once he finds out I also like Galaxy Quest (idk I like Star trek irl so I'd probably like galaxy quest) we'd talk about it occasionally and might go to a convention together if we had no one else. So would we get on? Slightly, we'd tolerate each other and make friendly conversation.

Henry Andrews

I think we could have a laugh and a joke and that's it. I'd probably want to be his friend more than I do Hodges but we're both very awkward but we'd have a respect and understanding for each other. I would go to his birthday celebration if I was asked too. So would we get on? Yeah...

SuperDave

Eh I think we'd just have a basic friendship and very much colleague relationship. I don't think he'd appreciate my humour at all and would just want to do his job. But if I was with someone else on the team or if Doc Robbins was also there he'd be a bit more friendly? He has super super nice vibes I just think we're both a little too awkward and closed off and we probably wouldn't be able to go past small talk or work related talk. So would we get on? Yeah in a colleague sort of way.

Doc Robbins

(Lmao i can't insert anymore gifs)

I think he'd enjoy my jokes and would explain things in a nice way if I didn't understand but we'd never be friends or anything. I think he'd respect me and enjoy my presence in the morgue but we wouldn't engage in like intentional real life talk. So not purposefully asking about family etc. Maybe something random would come out in an autopsy or whatever. So would we get on? Yeah more that Superdave and I would

Jim Brass He wouldn't hate me but I wouldn't be his favourite person. I tend to stay out of trouble so he'd like that the most. He'd probably appreciate that I stay quiet and listen before having an input. He'd probably worry about me though if I was held hostage or shot or something y'know? He wouldn't not care. So would we get on? Yeah in the same way Grissom and I would get on but slightly less that that.

LMAO this series is gonna be weird af but it is what it is. I don't expect anyone to read it. Hence not proof reading.

#Would I get on with them?#CSI #CSI Vegas #totaly self indulgent #I really just did everyone didn't i?#yeah this is too much man #this is me #but twilight characters next?

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dirt-grub · 3 years

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Dan and or chris for the headcannon thingy?

OKAY ONCE MORE FROM THE TOP CAUSE TUMBLR ATE THE LAST ONE

ahem.

Headcanon A: what I think realistically

Dan had a shit childhood and shit parents, and isn’t dealing with any of the issues spawned by that, hence why his life is kind of a disaster and his functionality as an independent adult is uh. subpar.

Having grown up together and witnessed some of it secondhand, Chris knows not to bring it up too much with Dan. They both have an unspoken agreement and understanding not to approach certain topics with each other. They’re very good at reading each other, so Chris knows exactly how much he can actually get away with prodding Dan to act like a people for once, and vice versa Dan knows when to actually drop an argument when it gets into a serious place. Its incredibly weird for Elise to watch, and as incredibly close she is with Chris they have a very close bond that’s difficult for her to understand with how far back it goes. Also, in the beginning of Chris and Elise’s relationship, despite very vocally objecting to the entire thing when Chris was around, Dan begrudgingly gave Elise advice on how to speak Chris essentially, telling her what to avoid and what to talk about with him. He phrased it in a condescending way but we all know he was being a softie because he knows Elise makes Chris happy :,)

(also bonus every single roadtrip with all three of them ends up like this)

Headcanon B: what I think is fucking hilarious

Dan is always visibly covered in cat hair. Trust me I’ve had a black and white cat before and you just can’t win. Whatever color you wear SOME of the fur will ALWAYS show up on it. You can always tell where Dan has been you just follow the trail

Chris’ gap/chip/whatever in his front teeth were the result of some dare. Based on a story from my childhood where we all dared a kid on my bus to lick the frozen bus window, and the bus jerked and he smashed his face on it and lost a tooth. Luckily irl it was a baby tooth but like that seems like a very Chris thing to happen even tho im sure its actually just genetic (also Brian if youre out there im sorry i laughed at you when you lost your tooth and im also sorry i stole your holographic staraptor pokemon card. id still have it if it wasnt for that miserable little troll bastard down the street who then stole it from ME a few years later. poetic justice i guess)

C: what is heart-crushing and awful but fun to inflict on friends

*cracks knuckles* i was born for this

Dan’s never slept a full night in his entire adult life, and has terrible nightmares constantly. His hypervigilance directly comes from his awful childhood, and Chris is his one single source of stability where most well adjusted people would have an entire complex system of friends and family to rely on. Chris is his ‘safe’ person -which I think is primarily an anxiety term but oh boy trust me is it a post traumatic thing also- The two have fundamentally different outlooks on the world and relationships, so theirs is pretty complicated, with Chris not actually realizing that despite the poor treatment, Dan has him on a pedestal in his mind that no one else has ever been privy to before. He has a damn shitty way of showing affection, but its revealed through his constant dependency on Chris and Chris alone that he holds him in incredibly high regards and would likely be devastated into complete nonfunctionality without him around.

Chris has some self esteem issues with this and how it relates to his perceived importance in the lives of his loved ones. With Elise as well, he feels overshadowed by her talent and dependability, not realizing he’s the rock keeping both her and Dan grounded and relatively happy. Elise however is way better at communicating how much she loves Chris and genuinely both needs and wants him around. Also, I believe that Dan’s insane plots are some sort of an appeal to Chris in an outdated way- when they were younger they used to make those crazy plans together, as evidenced by the camp episode and mentioned a few times in passing (there was some line that stuck out to me in the gym ep along the lines of lets do it like old times, come up with a plan together) in Dan’s disconnected mind, he’s still in the past where Elise was never a participant in their lives and Chris and him were still immature and carefree, just the two of them against the world. In a misguided way, he thinks he’s inviting Chris to something fun and nostalgic every time he drags him along for something insane, not realizing in cases like the camp episode they were in the right and forced to fight back against something, and that stretching small grievances into huge meltdowns is an issue, the opposite of what would appeal to Chris now in his adulthood. Part of him is worried about him and that old bond being left behind if he doesn’t keep that very specific set of circumstances going.

that got too long and psychoanalyzey lets move on HKDAUSL

D: would never work with canon but the canon is shit so I believe it anyway

TRANS TRANS TRANS T

this isnt as much a headcanon as an observation but dan has powerful new yorker energy (to me, the new yorker who never shuts up about new yorking). he just checks off a lot of the stereotypes and i wouldnt be surprised if the two of them had grown up around here instead of always living in cali like is canon. he checks all the boxes, rude, loud, opinionated, impatient, cant drive but complains about every other driver on the road, snobby in a weird despite living in a shithole apartment in a cesspool neighborhood, confrontational with complete strangers, colorful aggressive language, the whole thing. ive found personally that whenever im far enough out of state it is PAINFULLY obvious im from new york, given how im just naturally more aggressive in my speaking and mannerism completely unintentionally. Like, ive got a sailors mouth, i complain REAL hyperbolically, and until i noticed it it genuinley put people off who werent used to it HDUSALAS its just. the norm here. im not as angry as i sound lmfao i just talk real aggressive which is v dan

#long post #FINALLY god this took me an hour to write out #connor talks #dan vs #literally feel free to ask for more details on any of these ever im always talking about them in my head #answered asks

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korrahsamis · 4 years

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I don’t know if you take requests anymore, but could you maybe do Team Avatar as Hogwarts houses?? thank you!

I do do request I just ... legit don’t check my inbox cause no one asks me shit lmao. I’m not sure which team avatar you mean so I shall do both!

Bolin - hufflepuff

Korra - Gryffindor

Mako - Gryffindor

Asami - Ravenclaw

Aang - Hufflepuff

Sokka - Ravenclaw

Toph - Slytherin

Katara - Gryffindor

Zuko - Slytherin but should be in Gryffindor for book 2

Bolin for hufflepuff because he’s just nice all round he doesn’t have a mean bone in his body and goes out of his way to make sure others are fed and having fun. He is also loyal to a fault plus he gets along with animals so much. Bolin values his brother and friends so much that it hurts him so much when he upsets them (unintentionally mind yoh)

Korra is Gryffindor because she values courage and bravery in times of fear and will always put others in front of her for the greater good. Korra is always up for an adventure. This is shown throughout the whole series. Book 1 she wanted to leave the South Pole.l to go RC Book 2 she wanted to see the spirits. Book 3 she goes to the earth kingdom. And book 4 she goes to the swamp. Korra is always loyal to a fault especially shown in the comics. She values her friedns and family so much. She’s also so brave. She was ready to give up her life to save the airbender nation in book 3. Korra also seems like a Slytherin at times because of her ambitious and cunning ideas in times of need. She’s also very ambitious before she lost all her confidence in book 4.

Mako is the same as Korra in my opinion just very reserved about it but he values bravery a lot. I would like to think he would be Slytherin if he didn’t grew up with so much pressure of taking caring of Bolin etc. Because he seems ambitious to me as well in glimpses we see in the show. But Mako does what he needs to do, and cares about injustice and has the courage and bravery to take it on. Hence why he wanted to a police officer and looks up to Lin Beifong so much. I think he’s also ambitious but we don’t really get it see it in my opinion because of his circumstances. I feel like if he didn’t feel like a parent/adult from so early on. His ambitiousness would be very prominent. He’s also quick on his feet (like in book 4 with the water and the lady) he can also be prideful.

Asami is very self explanatory but I was also tempted to put her in Griffindor and Slytherin and Hufflepuff because she’s such a well rounded character. But she values knowledge a lot. She loves learning. But she very much kind but also very ambitious and also very brave. I think the sorting hat wouldn’t know where to put her. But not only that but Asami is so witty and funny. She’s got the most ration thinking process I think out the crew in LoK because she’s a non bender. She’s so versatile too and can work under pressure (like in boom 4).

Aang is a hufflepuff because he is a pacficifst through and through. He rather have a discussion than a fight. But he too is also very loyal. And very good with animals. He’s got one of the kindest souls in both shows and it’s really amazing to see how soft and sensitive he is. However I feel like he also lacks an opinion at times. But he is so kind and giving he never fails to welcome those in his fold (ie zuko)

Sokka is a Ravenclaw because he’s so intelligent but he’s also so quirky and funny. We didn’t see sokka’s persoanlity of being a stragetist fully until book 2 really but he’s also wise in the way things should go about. But he’s also brave but I feel like that’s because he felt the need to live up to his dad.

Katara can be pretty much anything too in my opinion but griffindor seemed to suit her the best because she defys all the odds agaisnt her in atla. She’s constantly met with boundaries that she alwags gets around. She’s so headstrong and courages. But katara is so smart and ambitious and kind too.

Toph is a Slytherin to me mostly because of her determination to being a proficient earth bender behind her father’s back. Not only that but learning earth bending from the original earth benders the moles who were blind like her. Shes got a darkish humour where she uses her blindness as joke. A person that seems hard but is a real softy.

I would also like to mention.... I’m not a HP fan like that. I just know the mere basics. And this is my opinion if you disagree that’s cool and if you agree that’s cool too. The great thing about these characters they all have at least two defining traits so you can place them in different houses and I would agree. I apologise if this late!

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drstone-writings · 4 years

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Hello! May I request a ryusui scenario where a kind reader used to be secretly jelly because of his charm with the ladies (i mean I don’t blame them :’)) and she’s had unrequited love for him since then but since they’re in the new stone world, the tables flip on ryu and he gets jelly of some of the guys who seem intimate with reader (who woke up way before him so she’s made friends with gen and ukyo) or something and ends up confessing? 💖💖💖

Ryusui is such a charming guy, I like his personality and his ambitions in life. I love how dedicated he was and a softie too ;-; of course, Ukyo is still the softest baby

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Upon the battle between Senku and Tsukasa had finally ended, Senku had managed to acquire you all and Tsukasa was turned into stone by the scientist in order to save his life from the severe injury that he had inflicted from Hyoga. For his next plan, you heard that he’s going to build a ship to which it really stunned and delivered you speechless due to the fact that building a ship in this stone world was certainly impossible. However, you still, haven’t fully known him well; hence you kept quiet and watched the former enemy of Tsukasa fabricates the vessel that he’s been planning. Moreover, what really made you astounded is the fact that Senku had revived Ryusui without any second thoughts.

The reporter, Minami had told him about Ryusui’s undeniable skills in sailing, and also, she told Senku that you and Ryusui were friends ever since childhood. That being said, you told the scientist that Ryusui is indeed a good sailor, telling him everything that you know about him. Of course, you informed him about his twisted personality as well, just like what the reporter had explained to Senku.

But in as much that Ryusui is a greedy man; you knew to yourself that behind that self-centred personality of him lays a good intention behind that greediness of him. You’ve been with him since the day when you’re both primary schoolers, so you already grasped Ryusui’s personality well. Both of your families were close, and that’s the reason why you’re both inseparable, you would accompany him in every expedition he’d do and you were always beside him in every hardship that he had encountered.

In every single day that you’re with Ryusui, that’s when you started to develop feelings for the greediest man you had ever known. You didn’t expect that you’re going to fall in love with your childhood friend despite that he’d tend to annoy you in every possible way. You know full well how Ryusui is such a charming man, the way how he could get tons of women because of how a smooth talker Ryusui was, beautiful women would flock to him and get his attention in every way that they can. And this bastard childhood friend of yours would immediately entertain them which caused you to be jealous because of the fact that you like Ryusui as a man and he’s entertaining lots of attractive women that drastically decreases your self-esteem.

You’re couldn’t compete with those girls, specifically that they have those hourglass bodies, beautiful face and who has this confidence within them. Although in all your life you’ve always been with him, you still don’t have the spirit to talk to him about what you truly felt and what’s been running in your mind, you couldn’t even give him suggestions that could help him with his work and plans because of the anxiety that’s bottling inside you, what if he rejects your suggestions? And he might not even accept it? You don’t want that.

Now that Ryusui has been revived, you only flashed him a small smile and welcomed him back; you didn’t expect that he would bombard you with a hug as soon as his eyes landed on your form. He was delighted to see you in this stone world and asked how you’ve been. You told him about how Tsukasa was the one who revived you with the help of Senku’s experiment on the revival fluid.

After the de-petrification of Ryusui, that’s when things become busier, you and the others were hunting more resources and foods for the villagers because Ryusui had apprised Senku to build agriculture, which the scientist agreed in an instant.

In those weeks that you and the others were searching for food, you and Ukyo had become closer rather than the days you both spent in Tsukasa’s empire. Since you’re also good in using the bow and arrow, he and you would hunt for more animals and gather foods together. You talked about a lot of things and that’s when you started to know more about him. He was actually the compassionate guy and 100% cinnamon roll, because of his personality, you’d tend to tease him how softie he was.

Ryusui noticed how you and Ukyo would always go together to hunt some animals and how you both become much closer to him rather than the days before he told Senku to build agriculture. At first, he didn’t mind how you and Ukyo would go together, but as the days go by, you two were always been together and you would even try to joke around with him. This made Ryusui felt something bubbling within him, his stomach would coil unpleasantly and didn’t like how you would laugh and have a good time with the sonar man.

It feels like whenever he’d watch you smiling at him and try to approach him rather than Ryusui who was your childhood friend ever since he’d feel something pricking his heart and he doesn’t like the attention you’re giving Ukyo. Your attention was supposed to be only at him, you’re always with him ever since you were kids, so why you’re not approaching him like before and even follow him wherever he would go?

Then Ryusui comes into a realization as to why he’s feeling this strange and disagreeable emotion. It’s because he was jealous, he was jealous of Ukyo who has your full attention and the usual smile that you’d always give Ryusui back then.

He clicked his tongue in annoyance and everyone knows how greedy he was, that’s why he’ll do anything to get your attention again, he was entitled as the greediest man for nothing.

The next day, you prepared yourself and grabbed your tools to hunt again with Ukyo, when you finally saw the sonar man and was about to call his name, Ryusui had suddenly appeared in front of you while his hands were placed on his hips, he was looking at you with a frown look and you already had the knowledge that whenever he’d have this kind of expression, you know that there’s something that upsets him.

“What do you want, Ryusui?” you asked, eliciting a soft sigh before staring at his ocean blue eyes that were seriously captivating. It’s been a while since you last talked to him since you were pretty busy hunting for food with Ukyo, and you never had once approached him like you used to back in the modern age. Are you really that busy to not approach your childhood friend?

“You’re done hunting, (Name),” he said with finality in his voice. This causes you to arch your brow and looked at him with a confused gaze.

“What are you talking about? Didn’t you say that we should build agriculture? That’s why we’re doing our jobs here, Ryusui,” you stated in a matter of fact tone and Ryusui’s expression turned into dangerous and no single mischief in his eyes.

“If I say you’re done with your task, then you’re done, (Name), don’t repeat myself.”

His reply makes you annoyed and you couldn’t even discern as to why he’s saying that you’re done doing your tasks when it’s obvious that you’re still short for resources.

“I don’t get you, Ryusui. Did your brain cells have left you when you were de-petrified to become this idiot?” Your response had made him shock and lips slightly parted. “Can’t you see? We’re still short for resources, I still need to hunt, you’re the one who says that we need to get more supplies to feed the entire village and now you’re stopping me? I don’t really get you.”

You only watched Ryusui having trouble look on his face, you tried to wait for him to say something, but many seconds and minutes of waiting, he still hasn’t replied you, then that’s your cue to leave the Sailor. Ryusui never felt this desperate to grab a girl’s attention since he had used to them having their attention without him doing anything, they were the ones who would flock over him and worship him as if he was the last man in Earth.

But feeling this strange emotion towards his childhood friend, then that’s when he snapped his sanity, due to him being accustomed of you who would always give him your full attention, having another man taking it away from him was another thing that he wasn’t to disappear from his possessions. Then that’s when he realizes, he fucking likes you since then.

You are his.

Ryusui hastily turned his heels to confront you, and before you can actually leave and go to Ukyo, he swiftly circled his hand on your wrist causing you to stop from your tracks and peer over your shoulders to sight Ryusui. You were bewildered from what he was doing, but before you can say anything, he suddenly pulled you towards him and bumped into his broad chest and felt his arms snaked around your waist.

Gasping at his sudden action, you place your hands on his chest to put a space between you and him, however, Ryusui was only hugging you tighter, preventing you from your plan. You can feel your face heating up and heart beating fast because never once you have been this close to him. Moreover, everyone was staring at the both of you, as if they were watching some kind of a dramatic and cliché movie. You wanted to push him away because it’s making you embarrassed, but half of you liked it since this is the first time in your life being with him to receive this kind of embrace. Still, you need to get away because everyone was looking.

“R-Ryusui… p-please let go, e-everyone is staring,” you stuttered, feeling your face becoming red as a tomato.

“I refuse, and for all I care with everyone. If they want to stare then let them stare. So that they would be aware of whom you belong to,” Ryusui’s tone was firm and unwavering, and seemed like he was serious to what he just confessed right now – scratch that! He’s really serious!

“I-I don’t get it…” well, it’s true that you don’t get his words, your brain was trying to absorb his statement but it was futile, it seemed like your brain is not functioning well.

Ryusui pushed you on your shoulders and his ocean blue colored orbs stared intently into your (color) eyes like he was penetrating your soul.

“It’s because I’m jealous at Ukyo, (Name). I don’t like how you’re giving him your full attention when it was supposed to be mine, I don’t want him to take you away from me, you’re mine ever since then, got that?”

“Huh?”

Ryusui elicits an exasperated sigh before grabbing your shoulders and locked gazes with you, “I like you okay? Ever since but I’m too oblivious to notice it. I should have known sooner.”

Seriously, this was all shocking for you that you couldn’t keep up. You couldn’t believe that this egotistic man named Ryusui was jealous at Ukyo because you’re giving him your attention. And what makes you more astonished is the fact that Ryusui just confessed his feelings for you.

Ahh! Your heart is in chaos! The tables had flipped! Because back in your age, you were jealous of how he’s giving other girls his attention and now in this stone world, he was jealous of Ukyo having all your attention and that leads him from confessing. You want to jump in ecstasy because your feelings were mutual, but you couldn’t since the vigorous beating of your heart was preventing you and too embarrassed since he just divulged his feeling in front of everyone.

But still, you liked it anyway.

“Did Ryusui just confessed to him?” You heard Suika’s innocent voice that snapped you out from your trance.

“That’s true, Suika-chan. That’s what people do when they couldn’t contain their jealousy anymore,” Gen snickers as he darted his mocking gaze at the both of you.

“That’s why love is illogical.” Senku repulsively trailed off while picking his left ear with his pinky finger.

But nonetheless, everyone was joyous and celebrated because of the new couple in the science kingdom.

#dr stone #dr stone x reader #nanami ryusui #ryusui nanami #ryusui nanami x reader #nanami ryusui x reader #ryusui x reader #dr stone imagines #dr stone scenarios

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deadmomjokes · 4 years

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ooh I'm so curious about your boon now. how myc of it are you willing to disclose? what's the setting? how does magic work?

I’m so flattered anybody’s interested in it at all! ^.^

I confess, I’m super, irrationally paranoid about idea theft, so I don’t share a ton of details outside of my writing group and alpha/beta readers, but I’m trying to get past that, so I’ll share a little bit and see if I can talk my anxiety down to sharing more later. Basically I say this to apologize for the fact that I’m being a bit vague here. It’s not because I’m offended you asked or anything, I’ve just got some issues of my own.

So the basic premise in a really shortened, simplified, and condensed version is as follows:

About 15 years before the story begins, there was a war with an evil sorceress. She basically converted all the other magicians to her side and they were just absolutely annihilating everyone. Three countries formed an alliance and ended up taking her out. Huzzah, day saved! The story picks up right before a big festival in honor of the 15th anniversary of the alliance’s formation. The alliance, while originally a military compact, has kind of spread into a trade compact as well.

The main character is the right hand to the King who initiated the alliance in the first place. His name is Ayris. He has no last name (other than his title, “Kingsman”) because he more or less washed up on shore and the King found him. He was kidnapped as a child from his home country by some of the sorceress’s goons and had his memory wiped and they intended to bring him to the Sorceress as a kind of sacrifice. Because he’s super magic. Only after they left is when the alliance was formed and so they had no idea that the war had ended and their boss was dead. They get home and go “oh crap,” and the King rescues this little boy and goes “oh crap” because this kid is magic, and people are kind of super duper against magic right now on account of the fact that magic folks just tried to wipe them all out. But he’s a big softie and doesn’t want anything to happen to this kid so he takes him in to keep him safe. Over the years, he realizes Ayris has a talent for fighting and is super smart and super observant, so he promotes him from ward to his bodyguard, and then to a kind of all-around advisor.

And that’s where Ayris starts his journey: Content with being his King/adoptive father’s right hand man, and hiding his magical abilities because if anyone knew he’d more or less get burned at the stake.

The complications?

First, one of the nations in the alliance is super xenophobic, and they don’t like that Ayris is a “foreigner.” Even though the poor kid has no memories other than the country in which he now lives. But he ~looks different~ too- he has dark skin, white hair, and blue eyes, in a country full of tan-ish average white folks- so there’s no hiding the fact that he’s not originally from here. So he’s got to deal with all that while still acting as the King’s right hand, which means he cannot avoid the xenophobes’ leader because he’s gonna be right there with the guy the whole time.

And, of course, we have the Big Problem: The Sorceress managed to survive, as most evil magicians will, of course, and she’s back because she has a score to settle. Specifically with Ayris’s King, who dealt the ‘killing’ blow. Which, another major subplot: Ayris does not know that. He has a Batman code about killing. He refuses to take a life, and as far as he knows, the King shares that determination, because he’s very vocal about talking things out instead of resorting to violence. All that is a very formative concept for Ayris. So when he finds out that his King saw no other way to deal with things and resorted to straight up killing, he has... a LOT to process. Because....

The issue is that the Sorceress needs batteries, essentially. She’s almost out of power just from sustaining her spirit for a decade and a half. So she subsumes all the kids who had been born magic and didn’t know it since her downfall, only surprise! When she reaches out to snatch them, she finds a grown man! Ayris is all like, “Excuse? Who are you and what do you want with all these small children?” and she’s like, “Excuse? I ate all the magicians last time.” and he’s like “I beg your pardon?” Because it turns out that after she turned the magicians to her side, she decided that was too much a liability and so she snatched all their powers, killing them. Why did she decide they were a liability? Another subplot! A few of them resisted her and tried to break free of her control, but it went horribly wrong and only one of them survived, but was totally severed from her magic powers. We actually meet that character- she’s a major foil (and hardcore frenemy) for Ayris.

BUT ANYWAY

The Sorceress and Ayris are now more or less linked because of the way magic works in this world, and she’s bent on turning him or controlling him because he’s pretty dang powerful. (Which is why her goon squad kidnapped him in the first place.) She has all kinds of tricks and is basically pushing buttons from the inside to break him down, so he’s dealing with an evil lady in his head who’s attached to his powers. So of course the easiest way to isolate and mess with him would be to mess with his magic and make it hard to control. So he’s trying to keep the King safe from her hit squad, make nice with the xenophobes, and hide his powers despite this chick messing with him and trying to out him. They also have to find a way to get rid of her before she builds her army up again and goes for Round 2, and find a way to get her out of his head before she manages to take him over like she did to all the other magic folks last time.

As for how magic works, it’s described in text as a second world laying over the top of this one. Most people exist in only one world, the one you where your body is, and that’s where their soul lives, too. But some people are born with part of their soul in the other world, called the Tapestry. These people have the ability to manipulate things in the physical world because of this connection to the Tapestry. They also have an inherent connection to everyone else who is a part of the Tapestry, hence how the Sorceress can consume peoples’ power and influence them so easily. Of course, doing anything to influence or harm others in the Tapestry was always taboo, she’s just the first that managed it on a large scale and escaped the punishment.

Powers could be more or less unlimited in type and scope, but because you still exist in the physical world as well, you’re bound by your body. What happens to you in the physical happens to you in the Tapestry, and vice versa. So if you kill someone’s Tapestry self, their body dies. If you hurt someone’s physical body, their Tapestry self is also hurt. (The sorceress managed to discover a way to separate her physical and Tapestry selves, and that’s how she escaped death.) But the point is, doing magic takes energy from your body, so the more and bigger you do, the harder it is, and you could, in theory, kill yourself if you tried something big enough.

Most magicians have a specific kind of magic that comes most naturally for them, so they would often specialize. Anyone can do any kind of magic, but individuals would often train in what “called to them” most. So one guy might specialize in telekinesis, another might specialize in all things water, one might specialize in healing humans, etc. The only kind of magic that was forbidden was altering or influencing peoples’ minds or will, and that’s what made the sorceress evil- she felt drawn to/called by Feelings, other peoples’ emotions. She was a natural empath, and wanted to turn that into manipulating how people felt and thought in order to settle conflict, but that was forbidden. She didn’t want to be controlled, so she ran away from the others, started exploring and experimenting on her own, and started messing with things that she shouldn’t have and ended up kind of warping her own sense of justice and morality by toying with things she couldn’t control or understand. So now she’s bent on domination and subjugation of people who won’t willingly listen to her, all in the name of trying to bring peace and balance and justice (which was the code of the magical order she belonged to).

I know that’s long to be a summary, but this is a very, VERY long and complex story. To the point that this is going to be two books minimum. I’m about 15 chapters into the first one and working on the first round of structural edits so I can get on to writing the back half of it (more like the back 3/4, like I said, this is going to be a LONG story).

Oh, you also asked about setting! I confess to yet another late-Middle Ages European base, but culturally I tried to diversify more. The country of Xenophobes is a polytheistic theocracy with notions of manifest destiny that they’re just barely holding back on because they’re friends with the neighbors now. The country the story takes place in is culturally not super religious, and highly tolerant for the most part, which is why it’s so sad that everyone turned against the idea of magic. The third country straddles the line between the hyperconservative and frankly quite annoying theocracy and the (moderately agnostic) more liberal, understanding nation to their south. They also have a pantheon, but they allow religious freedom (also, fun tidbit, their King is gay and has a husband and an adopted son); however, they don’t allow women in combat (whereas the country Ayris is a part of does), and the people are generally more skeptical of foreigners than Ayris’s country is (except their king; he LOVES Ayris and is more or less the fun uncle).

So yeah! Book One is Ayris discovering a lot about himself, magic, and the past, and dealing with the fallout from that, and trying to find a way to protect himself and his King. And Book Two is the bigger, multinational conflict and inevitable war, and Ayris dealing with the sorceress attacking him personally and trying to find a way to stop her while the world starts falling apart around him. I don’t want to say too much more because some Stuff Goes Down in the first book that’s influential to the second one, but also kind of a surprise at this point.

Thanks for listening and letting me gush. I’ve been working on this story-- the concept, worldbuilding, and then the actual writing of it-- for a cumulative 8 years now. It’s my baby almost as much as my actual baby, and I’m very protective of it and also terrified of letting anyone see it. The mortifying ordeal of being known and all that. (Luckily my writing group is super helpful, patient, and kind!)

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plttwrld · 4 years

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— PLTT | MATSUOKA TOHRU × CONNECTIONS

no one can quite put the finger to it, but there’s just something about tohru— such an endearing feeling to her and her simplicity. she’s the type of person you would probably follow to the very end even if she didn’t ask you for it.

her genuine charms and maturity are her best qualities to be listed, and because of it, she tends to get along with older people rather than the ones of her age.

however, and admittedly, she also seems to have a knack for attracting eccentric, troublesome personalities, who she just can’t bring herself to leave alone.

— MARK | L. MARK | ‘99 liner | NCT | #MARKHRU

ever since trainee days, tohru has always been closest to mark. it’s like he’s always been there by default. she considers him to be one of her closest friends (if not the closest).

while a little awkward here and there, you can tell their friendship is genuine and both treasure it dearly. since both of them always lacked in the friends departament, especially in regards to the opposite gender, they’re grateful to have someone who they can count in no matter what.

even if she’s not the most vocal about it, tohru herself gets surprised at times by how much she cares about mark. she’s blatanly unaware of how much he means to her.

listen, hana is tohru’s daughter and no one can’t take that from her. she’s literally so ready to take her custody and adopt her, i’m not kidding.

she’s unexplicably protective of hana— perhaps because everyone seems to abuse of her kindness and tohru’s most certainly not allowing it, not on her watch.

tohru can be a lil’ harsh on her and how she shouldn’t be always nice to everyone because of her straigthforward personality, but she does it because she cares too much about hana and would hate seeing her getting hurt :(

— LUCAS | W. YUKHEI | ‘99 liner | NCT | #YUKHRU

to be honest? tohru’s not even sure how she got to befriend someone like yukhei.

they just happened to have a mutual link (mark) and before they knew it, they were awfully used to each other’s presences. at some point, it was impossible to spot one of them without the other around.

to this day, no one has figured out how is that the two of them, having such stark differences when it comes to their personalities, are as close.

tohru’s been holding yoko at gunpoint since day one. ever since the crossed paths for the first time, they knew it: it was hate at first sight.

they just not vibe. at all. with tohru being the known killjoy she is and yoko being... well, yoko. i think it’s pretty self-explanatory as to why they can’t stand each other.

however, since yoko is so close to arrow, tohru has find herself spending a lot of time (more than she’d like to) around yoko. and, if i may... i’d be a lie to say hadn’t take quite the liking to the insufferable brat yoko is with the years.

— YUTA | N. YUTA | ‘95 liner | NCT | #YURU

in tohru’s words, yuta is the nearest of the brotherly figure she never had. after she joined sm, yuta gave himself the duty of looking out for tohru when she was merely a baby trainee.

it might be their japanese roots and the fact she’s younger, but yuta feels somehow responsible in regards to tohru, hence why he’s always tried to keep an eye on her. even if she considers it unnecesary of him, she actually appreciates it a lot.

rumor has it that they’re actually blood-related bc of how many times yuta has claimed tohru to be "in every level except physical” his little sister.

while yoko brings out tohru’s “i’m-literally-so-done-with-your-bullshit” side, miyu brings her inner softie...,.,.

listen tohru has the softest spot for miyu, and despite miyu being older, tohru’s beyond conviced she’s: babie and will be damned if she doesn’t treats her as such.

tohru always listens to miyu and her spiritual stuff carefully despite not being superstitious per se just because she loves her That much.

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stardust-and-blades · 4 years

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Winter Kiss

Yoooo klance drabble I finished on my insta :3

Summary: Lance, a fire fey, sneaks into winter fey territory out of curiosity to see if the gruesome legends are true. Little does he know he will meet a beautiful boy with a sharp tongue and a warm heart.

Pairings: Keith/Lance Fandom: Voltron

He was starlight against the fog of evening.

Lance is not one to venture beyond the summer court territories, one to bathe in the sun’s rays than to slip through the icy terrain separating warmth and cold.

They were at war. Fire fey had a sunset sea glass towering over the border between territory, a blistering beacon of defiance against their foes. A fragile looking wall containing the strength of the Gods, awaiting the other half to challenge it. To break it. To unleash a different form of war.

Little did the fire fey know was their very own approaching the wall, using their craft to exit as much as he can enter. Winter may not be able to approach, but summer can manipulate as they please.

As he crawled through the opening, as the heat pouring from his skin filled into a lukewarm feeling, he carefully settled his foot on snow. He nearly jumped ten feet in the air with how cold it was. What little winter they had (which was not much) was never this intense. Lance has not even felt snow before, which was one of the few reasons he crossed the barrier.

Allura used to tell him horror stories of the winter fey. Of their conquests and deceit. Their eerie gaze that can freeze you in place. The fangs protruding from their lips, ice daggers waiting to sink into the only warmth they desired: blood.

But there was one story that really stood out to Lance. One she did not speak often. But after a trial of a prisoner taking place years back when she was entering her late teens, her black and white tales molted into grey. She spoke of secret marriages. Of children born of winter and summer. Of a resistance group looking to join the territories rather than destroy one another. And while she had to shush herself upon sensing more than the ears she intended to whisper to, she made sure Lance listened carefully. Openly. To not be like the others.

Hence him passing the wall.

And maybe because he saw someone peering in from the outside, the only sign if it being fey was the dark hair sprinkled with snowflakes passing through the bushes.

Lance was going to find out who the fey was.

Maybe see if the tales about them are true.

Or if allura was right in the winter fey not being complete monsters.

So he set off. He followed tracks in the snow, the glistening white trees diamonds in the sun.

As he made his way to a clearing, he noted how the soft crunch of his shoes turned to shattered glass. Lance looked down to see the change, and noticed how he had set foot on a frozen lake.

And on top of the lake was a dancing boy.

The same boy with the dark hair, who hadn’t noticed Lance before Lance took another step on the fragile water.

He was beautiful. He glided on the surface with such ease, Lance questioned if he was a water nymph. His ears were long and pointed, decorated in fine crystals the shape of tears. He had stripped away his coat, the fur thrown to the side in order for him to freely skate with his black pants and white shirt. His skates, sharp as the newly forged blades by the fire blacksmiths. Except when they strike they did not exhume ash, but rather puffs of frost.

Summer and winter.

Fire and ice.

Ash and frost.

Hot and cold.

They were the opposites of the same coin. Destined to hate each other, proclaimed to be forever enemies.

If that was the case, then why did Lance feel no animosity? Why did he want to take a chance and introduce himself?

Why did he want to be dancing next to his sworn enemy?

Maybe it was because he was vulnerable in such state, completely unaware of Lance’s presence. Maybe it was because of Allura’s intriguing stories, sparking curiosity rather than resentment.

Maybe it was because he wanted to be part of the tale that defied all odds. Believed in peace rather than conflict.

But he is 100% sure it wasn’t because of the knife rapidly flying towards his head.

Lance screamed and ducked, the knife imbedding itself in tree bark.

He whirled around to the winter male. He stopped his dancing, his feet in a stance prepped for battle. He had two daggers in his palms, no doubt he held more somewhere on his body for easy access.

He narrowed his violet eyes, an arm arching back to chuck a dagger when Lance placed his hands in the air.

“WOAH WOAH WOAH, I’m not here to fight!”

“You have five seconds to explain why you were watching me before this knife meets its mark.” The boy said, ice gathering at the tips of the blade, elongating it’s already sinister edge.

“Um...”

“Five, four—“

“Hey give me a moment to gather my senses—“

“Three, two—“

“I was distracted by how pretty you were dancing oKAY?” Lance screamed.

The boy stopped counting.

“What?”

Lance threw his hands up. “I was curious. I crossed the barrier to check out this winter wonderland to see if it really was the scary, cold dungeon my side makes it out to be. I was thinking ‘hey lets take a look and maybe there are some softies or some cute animals’, not get a KNIFE to my HEAD”

He blinked, slowly lowering his arms. “You...wanted to see animals.”

“That’s what you took away from the response?”

He paused, looking over Lance. “How do I know you’re not lying?”

Lance sighed and lowered his arms halfway, his sun-kissed jacket flapped partially open as he kept his stance unguarded.

“You can search me. I have no weapons.”

“If I approach you so candidly you could stab me when I least expect it.”

“WOW, paranoid much?”

“I’m cautious.”

Lance snorted, his fear over the winter fey withering away. “Okay, Mr. paranoia. How should I prove myself to you?”

The boy pursed his lips, eyes traveling from the top of his head, down the front of his bright clothing, and back up again. Violets met azure, and if not for his keen hearing, Lance would have drowned from the beauty of the orbs that rivaled the dusk.

“Strip.”

Lance’s mind came to a screeching halt.

“What?”

The boy waved his blade towards him, nonchalant. “Take off the layers. It’s the only way I can be sure you don’t have an alternative motive.”

“I am NOT getting naked for you.”

He cocked his head to the side, his brow furrowed in confusion. “I’m not saying to get naked.”

“You just told me to strip.”

“Yes, but—“ he stopped, tossing what he said in his head until it dawned on him. Blush creeped on his pale cheeks.

“O-oh. I-I meant your top layers. Your jacket and anything that would hide what is apparent.”

“So not fully naked.”

The blush increased. “No.”

A cocky grin made it to Lance’s face. “You know if you want to see me in all my sunny glory you could just—“

The boy threw a warning knife, grazing Lance’s ear. Lance instantly shut up, having a deep feeling if he kept talking at least one of his arms would be pinned to the tree.

He unfurled his vest and coat. They were like lava against the white snow, bleeding to touch and burn everything in its wake. Crisp leaves amidst autumn; the blessing of the sun as it dips into the ether at the end of the day.

The clothes may be off, but Lance radiated the same essence the clothing did, his skin glistening despite the cold. If the boy was effected, he didn’t show it. He walked up to Lance cautiously, padding what’s left of his outfit (pants and a thin tunic). He made sure to avoid Lance’s gaze, poking and prodding but did not have an ounce of harshness in his touch. He was almost...gentle. As if Lance were a deer he was going to scare away if he wasn’t careful.

When he was deemed in the clear, the boy took a couple of steps back to allow Lance to put on his clothes.

“So since I did a strip tense,” lance joked. “I think you owe me your name in return.”

He hesitated, but after checking Lance, he doubted he could do any real harm besides embarrassing him.

“My name is Keith.”

“Wait,” Lance said, going still. “Keith. As in, the same Keith who is the knight of the winter palace?”

The legendary knight. The same one who had taken down dozens upon dozens of Lance’s kind, as well as his own when faced with betrayal. Rumors scoured the lands of Keith being so good at his job, the victim’s bodies couldn’t be found.

And yet here was Lance, literally looking him dead in the eye and somehow still breathing.

Lance expected him to do a 180 and kill him then and there, forever silencing the fire fey that managed to sneak across the barrier and find the knight of nightmares. He imagined a blade making a home in his vitals, his blood drenching the canvas beneath him in crimson rivers.

But rather than turn Lance into a decoration in the forest, Keith shuddered and inched away, as if Lance were the dangerous one.

“I...am Keith here. Just Keith. Nothing more.” He said, his voice a hush in the chill of the air. “Nothing less.”

“Just...keith.”

“Yes.”

“Then...you’re not going to gut me and dispose of me in one of these deep lakes.” Lance joked, trying to ease the tension. To slow his heartbeat into a natural hum, rather than the adrenaline spiking through his veins.

Regrettable choice of words. Keith cringed, indigo irises becoming shattered glass as he took in the meaning. Without speaking, he gathered his jacket and cloak and began to retreat. Lance’s heart withered. He didn’t know Keith well, but there was something about him shutting down from the mention of his misdeeds that tugged at Lance’s heartstrings.

That made him reach out, his fingers stretched to capture his shoulder. To cross the frozen lake, its glistening blanket cracking under his weight.

His foot went through the surface, cold nipping at his limbs as he plunged into the water.

All he could recall was his mouth and nose being flooded and his body tensing up from the sheer amount of cold.

The next moment, he saw a flash of light and a large, blurred figure grabbing him by the scruff of his collar.

He was yanked up, lovely oxygen making its way to his lungs and biting wind chomped on the apples of his cheeks to replace the slew of water. He was used to the sea of summer, not this bone chilled one leaving his lips blue and chapped.

“Are you alright?” Keith asked. He was knelt in front of Lance, a hand to his back and Lance coughed out the remainder of the lake.

“Yikes that’s cold,” lance commented. “My hair and wings are going to freeze over.”

His wings weren’t visible yet, but he could feel the ache settling on his back. If they were, they would most likely be turned to fragile crystals.

“Here, use this.” Keith said. He reached beside him and pulled out a white cloak, the fur lined the hood and the edges. It was plain, but in the light it shone with a thousand gems. Keith shook it out and wrapped it around Lance’s shoulders, the snow on it melting away as it touched his skin.

“Winter court clothes are imbued with their own magic to keep the wearers warm.” He tied the hood over lance, weaving a neat bow. When he looked at Lance again, their faces a mere few inches away from another, pink dusted his face. Even Keith seemed to have the same reaction, his hands stilling and his eyes unable to look away.

That was, until something wet licked his cheek.

“Kosmo!” Keith admonished. Lance turned to see a wolf beside him, twin melted coppers staring at the fire faery with his tongue lolled out. He was twice Lance’s size, yet posed no threat based on his white tail wagging.

“Sorry, he gets excited about newcomers.” Keith said, rubbing one of Kosmo’s ears. “He’s the one who pulled you out of the lake.”

Lance smiled, scratching Kosmo’s other ear. He leaned his head towards him, enjoying the attention. He licked Lance again, the boy laughing from the irony of an intimidating wolf being nothing but a pup.

“Too bad for you,” Lance joked. “I expected a knight in shining armor to save me, but looks like an adorable wolf beat you to it.”

“I can easily have him eat you.”

“Nah, he likes me more than you.”

“I’m his owner.”

“And I am the handsome stranger who is giving him belly scratches.” Lance stated, Kosmo officially on his back as Lance scratched his stomach. “I win.”

Keith shook his head, his lips quirked in amusement. “Whatever you say, Phoenix boy. I thought you could swim like all the others by the ocean.”

Lance puffed up his cheeks. “I CAN swim, thank you.”

“Not based on earlier.”

“Oh?” Lance raised an eyebrow, an idea popping in his head. “Is that a challenge I smell?”

Keith chuckled. “I don’t—“

He stopped, his ears twitching. Lance wondered what made him go quiet. He opened his mouth, but keith raised a hand, silencing him and put a finger to his lips. Kosmo stopped relaxing, the wolf rolling onto his paws and hunched over, a low growl rumbling in his chest.

Keith kept his tone to a whisper. “I’m sorry, but you need to leave. Now.”

Lance frowned. “Why?”

“Because when you crossed the barrier you let out a silent alarm.”

Lance squawked. “And you didn’t bother to tell me until NOW? I could be dead in five minutes!”

“Not if we teleport.” Keith said, grabbing Kosmo by his scruff and hopping on top of the wolf. It didn’t bother him, and he went so far as to bend down to Lance’s level for him to join Keith.

Lance hesitated. He doesn’t know this keith well. He may be nice, but for all he knew he could be setting up a facade and internally planned to transport them to the palace. To execute him right there for trespassing, sticking his head on a pike to ward off any future fire fey from crossing the barrier.

But as Keith held a hand to him, as Kosmo nudged his hip for him to follow suit, and as those violets penetrated his wards, he succumbed to the winter faery’s song.

When he took Keith’s hand, he could not help but noticed the warmth he held in those palms. He assumed they would be unbreakable ice. But really they matched the inner workings of the cloak draped over his shoulders.

There was a flash of light, and the next moment they were in front of the pane of sunset, Lance’s home beaconing for him to return. To strip away the cloak and dive into the beach waters filled with seashells that challenged the stars in beauty. To the motherly ocean, where it can caress you in times of crisis or unleash its wrath to drown its victims for the harming of its children.

Lance’s questions were answered. It’s time for him to go home.

Lance jumped off of Kosmo and was about to cross to his territory when a thought hit him.

He turned back to Keith, the boy scanning the area for prying eyes.

Lance wasn’t able to talk to him much. Wasn’t able to truly get to know him. To find out why Keith acted off when Lance mentioned his knight status.

But they weren’t exactly close to know each other’s secrets. So he came up with an excuse.

“Um, I’m still dripping from my plunge earlier,” lance started. “Would you mind if I borrowed your cloak for a little longer?”

“Huh? Oh, no you can keep it.”

“But it’s yours.”

“And you’re shivering like a leaf. Keep it, I have others.” He shrugged.

Lance groaned. “I can’t keep this, the court may think I stole it from you. If I’m anything, a thief isn’t one of them.”

Keith shook his head. “It’s not stealing if I give it to you.”

“It is in my eyes. Besides, you owe me for almost stabbing me. So all I ask is you meet up with me tomorrow so I can return it.” A knowing grin split his mouth. “Unless you’re scared of the big bad summer territory.”

Keith’s eye twitched. He bored his gaze into Lance, Lance feeling the hole going through his skull with how intense he was. If he ended up as a frozen statue, he couldn’t say he didn’t expect it.

But instead Keith sighed, heaved himself off Kosmo, and stood in front of Lance.

Sure enough, the cloak was the only thing preventing him from shivering up a storm and getting sick. His hair was sticking up with ice, his clothes damp, and his arms hugging himself. Yes they weren’t far off from Lance’s home, but the thought of just taking the material and flinging him back into the wild left Keith unsettled.

“Fine, but there is only one safe way for you to re-enter without setting off the alarm.”

Lance cocked his head. “What is it?”

“This.”

Keith stepped closer to Lance, grabbed him by the shoulders, and pulled him down. His hands moved from his shoulders to the sides of Lance’s head, kissing him atop the brow between his bewildered eyes. A cool sensation coursed through his crown, a frosted star embezzle right where the kiss was before it thawed away.

“A kiss from the winter court is an invitation for you to enter the grounds. Think of me as you pass through, and I will be here.”

“Um...I—what just...what—“ Lance’s face burned, and he knew it wasn’t because of the cloak.

Keith smirked and with one last wave of his hand, he disappeared with Kosmo.

When Lance got home, he screamed in a pillow.

#shania writes #klance #keith kogane #lance mcclain #VLD #voltron #fey au #fire fey lance #winter fey keith #yall thought keith would be fire but nOPE FOOL YA

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chanagun · 4 years

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Helianthus

Chapter 1

Fandom: SEVENTEEN (K-Pop) Pairing: Seungkwan/DK (Seungkwan/Seokmin); Woozi/Hoshi (Lee Jihoon/Kwon Soonyoung)

Summary: Jihoon is in the hospital, Soonyoung is stressed, and Seokmin is just trying to keep the peace. Seungkwan helps run his parents’ flower shop and Hansol is very tired. It starts with a bouquet and there’s a few black eyes along the way.

Notes: A Call Call Call MV AU A present for my dear sweet Sven. Please keep inspiring me.

Sven has the idea for the whole plot and I have quite a few LINE screenshots to prove it. She wrote the beginning of the story as well and I wanted to finish it for her. For you, bean. 2,048 Words

AO3 ——

“Are you sure you want to get him flowers?”

“Yes.”

“You’re sure that’s what Jihoon wants?”

“Yes.”

Seokmin rolled his eyes and unclasped his helmet before getting off his bike. No matter what he said, Soonyoung was adamant not to listen to him. Trying to convince Soonyoung was pointless, but Seokmin would be an awful friend if he didn’t at least try. He sighed. “Well, I think-“

“I don’t remember asking for your opinion, Seokmin.” Soonyoung cut him off, making them both a little bit more annoyed.

“Why don’t you just visit him in hospital? I’m pretty sure- “

“Stop.” Soonyoung interrupted again.

Seokmin huffed, “I’m just saying, Jihoon would appreciate your presence more than a present your broke ass can’t even afford. I highly doubt he likes flowers, anyway.”

“Well, he does”, was Soonyoung’s flippant answer and with that he thrusted his helmet at Seokmin’s chest, who struggled to catch it before it hit the ground. Soonyoung walked off towards the flower shop, determined, only to stop just short before making it there. Seokmin followed close behind, watching as his friend took a deep breath.

“You didn’t see him, Seok. I may have been drunk and fucking useless that day, but I remember all of it. If I had kept my fucking mouth shut like he asked me to-” Soonyoung swallowed and shook his head. “He’s hurt because of me. Do you know what that feels like?” he turned around to stare Seokmin dead in the eye. It made Seokmin’s skin crawl uncomfortably. After a moment of silence, Soonyoung’s shoulders sagged and the angry expression on his face turned into a look of regret. “He probably doesn’t even want to see me right now. He told me it wasn’t worth it. He told me not to start a fight and now he’s in hospital because I didn’t listen. You have no idea what that feels like. I thought they’d kill him. Hell, they might have if Hao and Jun hadn’t shown up when they did. I was terrified. I still am. I could have gotten him killed, Seok.”

“Jihoon wouldn’t have let that happen, you know,” Seokmin said softly. Soonyoung nodded absentmindedly as he sulked.

A week prior, Soonyoung had invited his dance crew out for drinks. As always, Jihoon had tagged along even though he never particularly seemed interested in drinking or spending time with the boys. But he liked hanging out with Soonyoung, hence coming along frequently. The night had been going fine until Soonyoung had caught the attention of another group of guys across the bar. Soonyoung was too drunk to control his mouth even though Jihoon had tried to get him to settle down. He ended up pissing them off anyway, earning a black and blue shiner on his eye. Once the tussle started, Jihoon jumped in to save Soonyoung. It was an all out brawl that had to be broken up by Jun, Minghao and bar security. Chan called the cops and an ambulance, seeing as Soonyoung was unconscious and Jihoon was in even worse condition. He held his own though, the others guys being handcuffed at the bar.

“I’m just scared he hates me. So you gotta take the bouquet to him. Test the waters, you know?” Soonyoung finally said before pushing the door open to the flower shop.

They were greeted by cool air tinged with a fragrant aroma. Seokmin smiled to himself, immediately in awe of the store. It was larger than it looked from the outside; the counter stood right in the center of the shop and was surrounded by different decorations and greenery. “I didn’t even realize this place was here. We’re across the street all the time at the cafe.” Seokmin said. Soonyoung hummed in response.

Seokmin felt his annoyance with Soonyoung melt away as he breathed in the flora. He always loved the smell of the flowers his mother would always keep fresh in his childhood kitchen. Her favorite had been peonies but he was always a big fan of the sunflowers. He peeked around the counter to browse as Soonyoung traveled right up to it to ask for help.

He wandered, making various stops to gawk at the springtime displays, until he found the sunflowers. They were being cared for by a boy in a long green apron and the softest looking blond hair Seokmin had ever seen. The boy turned and sent a genuine looking smile to Seokmin, accentuating his round cheeks. Seokmin melted. “Can I help you?” the worker asked.

“My friend is buying, I was just looking for my favorite… to, uh, look at. It’s the sunflowers, so,” Seokmin explained before laughing nervously. The worker took a step forward, biting his lip. Seokmin could read his nametag - Seungkwan - and smiled bright. There was a new brush of color on Seungkwan’s cheeks as he motioned for Seokmin to go to the sunflowers. “Thank you, Seungkwan!”

“Y-you’re welcome!” he spluttered before briskly walking towards the back room that Seokmin hadn’t noticed before. Seokmin swallowed hard, trying to ignore his own blushing face. He waited 0.2 seconds before practically running to meet Soonyoung at the register.

The other worker - Hansol - according to his nametag, was ringing Soonyoung up for the bouquet of multicolored carnations that was resting on the counter, wrapped nicely in paper and ribbon.

“He said carnations are good for apologies,” Soonyoung mumbled to him.

“I think I just met the love of my life,” Seokmin mumbled back, earning a swift punch to the arm. “You’re lucky you already have a black eye or else I’d give you one myself.”

“Shut up Seok.” He replied, both smiling.

Hansol quirked an eyebrow, but just took Soonyoung’s money and put it in the register. “Thank you, have a good day.”

“Thank you, come back again soon!” a voice called from the back room and Seokmin almost tripped over his own feet on his way out.

“Dear lord.” Soonyoung rolled his eyes.

Jihoon’s head jerked to the door upon hearing the knock. He sunk back down into bed when he saw Seokmin was alone. “Where’s Soonyoung?”

“Oh don’t get dejected on my account,” Seokmin teased. “He… can’t make it. But he wanted me to bring these to you,” he continued, holding up the flowers. Seokmin couldn’t help but noticing Jihoon’s sad eyes widening at the sight. He held his good arm out, making him look like a kid in the hospital bed with his matching pout on his face. Seokmin placed the bouquet gently in Jihoon’s scraped palm. It was quiet for a moment.

“If you tell anyone I like flowers, I’ll kill you. It took ages to build up this tough demeanor,” Jihoon whispered to Seokmin, making him chuckle.

“It’s kinda hard to hide you’re a big softy when you look like a scowling baby,” Seokmin teased, pulling up the extra chair next to Jihoon’s bed. He was unexpectedly greeted with a pillow to the face once Jihoon put his bouquet to the side delicately.

“If I wasn’t stuck in this bed, I’d kick your ass,” he scowled.

“Oh, I have no doubt. But I’m taking full advantage of this unfortunate situation. What’s the damage, anyway?” Seokmin said, resting his chin on his hand. He stayed quiet while Jihoon took a deep breath. He wanted to give his friend the time he needed.

“Well, I pretty much broke my entire right hand,” he started by holding up his casted arm weakly, “and then they got a few of my ribs and bruised the hell out of the rest of me. They wanted to keep me here to monitor in observation for a little bit. A few days, probably,” he sighed. Seokmin’s bright smile did little to cheer up Jihoon. He fiddled with the ribbon for a moment before he spoke again, voice cracking slightly, “Seok, where is Soonyoung?”

“He’s afraid you hate him. I couldn’t convince him--”

“I’d never hate him.”

“I know.”

“He won’t answer my texts, either, Seok.”

“What?” Seokmin asked, louder than he intended. “Okay. That’s crazy. I need to go talk to him,” he continued as he got right back up off his seat and turned to the door. Jihoon stopped him with a sigh. “What?”

“Don’t force him. Just let him know… I miss him? I guess?” Jihoon said, not making eye contact. Seokmin couldn’t help but smile softly at him; he really was uncharacteristically gentle in that moment.

“I’ll tell him,” Seokmin replies just as gentle right before there was a knock on the door and Jisoo entered.

“Hey guys,” Jisoo started, pulling out his blood pressure cuff from his scrubs pocket, “time for vitals, Jihoon.” Jihoon just nodded and let Jisoo take his good wrist. “Oh, Seokmin did you bring flowers?” He asked with a smirk.

“I’m just the delivery man,” Seokmin laughed, knowing Jisoo could assume who they were from. “How are you? I feel like I’ve only seen you a few times since uni.”

“Shifts are long,” Jisoo answered, shrugging, before taking Jihoon’s chart and writing down some numbers. “Jeonghan and I just moved in together, too, so he keeps me occupied.”

“You dog ,” Jihoon interjected.

“Not like that, you nasty,” he chuckled. Jisoo looked again at the cuff, his smile disappearing. “Jihoon, your blood pressure is a bit low, how are you feeling?”

“I feel fine. Besides the pain in my hand and ribs obviously,” Jihoon answered, brow furrowed.

“Any lightheadedness?”

“No, not really.”

Seokmin watched the interaction back and forth, biting his lip. Soonyoung should have been there.

“Let me know if you do feel faint, okay? I’ll update Dr. Kim and I’ll be back in a bit.” Jihoon just nodded and watched him go. Seokmin sat back down in his chair, not wanting to leave Jihoon alone. He pulled out his phone to send a quick text to Soonyoung.

DK: The smol grump said he misses you. At least text him back you mopey ass. He’s your best friend.

Hoshi: I thought you were my best friend

DK: we both know that’s not true

The room’s quiet aura of buzzing lights and a softly beeping heart monitor was interrupted when Jihoon’s phone ping ed with a notification. Seokmin rolled his eyes fondly at the small smile finding its way to Jihoon’s face.

“Hansol-”

“Seungkwan I swear to god if you bring up those guys again I’m going to walk out and you can close up the shop by yourself,” he said, interrupted his coworker. Seungkwan huffed and stayed quiet for a moment as he swept the floor.

“Okay but Hansol I swear,” Seungkwan started, only lasting 10 seconds without talking, making Hansol groan loudly, “that one guy came in and gave me the brightest smile I’ve ever seen. He just shined... he was so bright; he's like...” Seungkwan scrunched up his nose in consideration, making Hansol groan again.

“A sunflower?”

“YES! Exactly! And I showed him to the sunflowers! How perfect is that?”

“How much trouble would your parents get into if I murder you in their shop, you think?” Hansol answered, still closing up the register. Seungkwan scowled.

“They wouldn’t get in trouble, you would. Because you killed your best friend, you absolute curmudgeon. Can’t you just appease me?” he huffed, sweeping the same spot for the twentieth time.

“Seungkwan, I love you, but you have that ‘love at first sight’ with every other guy that comes in here,” he said, making Seungkwan frown. “And those guys rode up on motorcycles with their fancy leather jackets- who do they think they are?”

“Looks can be deceiving. You’re not supposed to judge a book by its cover you know. Your brother, and his friends ride motorcycles, too.” Seungkwan grumbled.

“Kwannie, the guy buying the flowers had a black eye. Your sunflower boy threatened to punch him again, I heard it. They seemed like bad news. Now come on and finish sweeping, I’ll treat your to ice cream if you finish in the next five minutes,” Hansol bribed.

Seungkwan snorted out a laugh before he dramatically ran around the store with the broom, wailing about how he didn’t have enough time. He couldn’t help it if he smiled by the sunflowers on his lap around the store.

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When does an idea stop being someone else’s, and start becoming your own? It’s a question I’ve been pondering since perhaps Part 2 or three.

Guess what I did? That’s right, I got more pictures for ya! And it’s, like, a lot. I have some ideas for the outfits for the character, but I’m seriously no stylist, so they all look kind lame. I’d love some input on how you thought they turned out! Now, let’s get into it!

MC Personalities

Before we get started, there’s something I have to explain to you.

The idea with any Persona MC is that the player creates their personality, so you don’t want too much of a personality to show through their outfits (hence why they wear the standard uniform while most of the other have differences to them). But the thing is, each MC already has a little bit of a personality by what kind of answers you can give. Joker is shown to be confident and cocky more often than not, P3’s male protag was solemn and closed off, and I hear the female MC was rather bubbly. Sadly, I was too young to play those kinds of game back when I would have actually owned a system to play any version of P3 on, so I only know the game of P5, the anime of P4, and the manga of P3, so I can’t say for certain if this is accurate.

However! I’ve had this thought in mind of having the MCs have the barebones of personalities. Obviously having them have the same personality is just rehashing the same character with a different model, so that idea went right out the window. But in light of the bad reception I’ve heard for the female MC of P3, I didn’t want to give you a pushover female MC. Not to say the male MC is a pushover, but, well…

Let’s start with the Female MC. She’s pretty, a senior, and in the provided picture from the original video, she wears those bright red, eye catching shoes. Just from this short description, I could say her personality shows up as being confident as the center of attention, even seeking it. She’s pretty and she knows it, might even flaunt it. Words I would use to describe her; confident, strong willed, hot-headed, intimidating, solid, dominant, reluctantly cares, bitter and jaded (her reaction towards the world after her mother’s death). Her dialogue options will likely be bitter, bored, sarcastic, or downright mean (up until further into the story as she starts getting closer to her teammates, you know, natural character growth).

Then there’s the Male MC. Belatedly, I realized that the picture I found was Italy from Hetalia and the cats are the Cat Countries, but the image really goes for what I’m looking for with him. Keeping Italy out of the picture (well, his direct personality, at least), we can still get a semblance of an idea about Male MC’s character. Shy, closed off, doesn’t interact well with humans. He’s anything but an open book, and I imagine that he’d used teasing/humourous dialogue, as if he was trying to play off that he’s fine. Words I would use to describe him: timid, teasing, awkward, thoughtful, calm, level-headed, submissive, delicate, quiet and sad (his reaction to his mother’s death). His dialogue options will likely consist of playful teasing, awkwardness, dodgy answers, and left field responses.

They’re not exact opposite, both are pretty closed off, but for different reasons. When you have a female main character in animes in comparison to male main characters, the girl is usually someone weak, timid, a pushover. Their ‘strength’ is their ability to get other to open up. She’s an open book, and even if she doesn’t always start off that way, she ends up a big softie. I wanted something different for this MC. She’s pained over her mother’s death, but she doesn’t outwardly cry like other female anime characters would. She holds it in, until it festers and grows and stops making her sad, but instead makes her angry.

…A very male anime character thing to do, no?

And that was my intent.

The Male MC also shows some traits that normally would show up in female anime character, notably his way of keeping things to himself to not worry his friends. I’m aware that male anime characters do the same, but they have different ways of doing it. Though impossible/implausible it may seem, I would like to break barriers with the personalities these characters have.

Keep in mind, I’m going off the beginning of the plot, when they first come to the small town it takes place in. As the story goes on, they’ll grow as people and characters and grow beyond their bitterness, beyond their lack of confidence. She will not become timid, but become stronger. He will not stop being timid and awkward, but be able to go on despite it. That’s my vision for their characters.

Well, that kinda went longer than I meant it to, and I hope it wasn’t too confusing. The entire idea of these characters was “What are some male/female anime traits that I can use and make them still appear femmenine/masculine?” Anyway, I just wanted you to have this in mind when we get to the pictures, because they’re the personalities I had in mind when creating their outfits.

Outfits

Female MC

I wanted to give her a classy, city girl look, as she’s new from the city and grew up there. She’s not into this backwater stuff yet. Black and white is a big theme for both MCs, hence why their outfits will be mostly black and white. But green should be incorporated, so I added the green button up. Either shirt could be used individually, but my plan had been to have the green shirt, open, over white. The snake twisting around the staff is a classic Greek symbol of healing, as is the theme of this game, and is worn as a necklace by the female MC.

Though those loafers most anime protagonists seem to wear would be more probable for this character, I went with boots as loafers are not ideal for going around forests or jungles in.

I just went on about how loafers aren’t ideal for walking around in forests, but then I give her heels. But do you see that picture? She’s got heels. I wanted to honor that a little bit, hence, heels. I couldn’t decide if I wanted the red heels, to honor her original image, or if I liked the green to stay in theme with the rest of the game. The key chain is there to give the connection to P5 and the hint at maybe she was in Tokyo when the Phantom Thieves were at large, and probably supported them. (If we go canonically by year released, she would have been in middle school at that time, I think?) I liked the shirt that’s paired with the shorts, but the coloring of the other one was better. And after some thought, I liked the idea of a baggy shirt on the MC, even if it wouldn’t be very good for her in-game. Too much fabric moving around while she’s fighting would just get tangled up around her.

As before with the boots, I wanted it to be practical. As for the shirts, I couldn’t decide on one, though I lean more towards the light colored one. This was the most difficult outfit to design by far, at least for this character.

Male MC

Because of The cats in the picture, I couldn’t resist giving him some clothing with cats on them. Hence the shirt saying ‘Real men love cats’ and the cat on the back of the jean jacket. He’s also supposed to sport a classy city look, though more toned down than his counterpart’s, much like his personality is. I couldn’t decide between the trench coat and jean jacket, because I think both would serve their purpose. The snake bracelet is supposed to be reminiscent of the one on Hermes’ staff, another symbol of healing.

This guy gets to deal with looking plain and wearing loafers. I couldn’t find any boots I really liked for him, and he doesn’t exactly seem like the kind of guy who’d wear boots to begin with. Too airheaded to think about practicality and going into the forest. The vest might be gotten rid of on the male uniforms in favor of one that buttons, giving the boys more diversity to their outfits.

Here we see more green incorporated, and red converse to mirror the Female MC’s red heels if those are the ones chosen. (If I’m being perfectly honest, I hate the pairing of red and green for anything other than Christmas, but this does not bother me) As you can see, this MC also supported the Phantom Thieves by having their logo on his shoes. The choker’s there because… I honestly just liked the idea of guys wearing chokers? Kind of in tune and contradictory to his personality at the same time. (Fuck you to all those who say only girls wear necklaces)

I’ma be perfectly honest right now, I’m not sure about keeping the tie on the guys at all, let alone the summer uniform. And I have problems designing outfits for men in general. So, it might be tossed. The pants, for both summer and winter uniforms, will be the pattern of that little box right by them. I just couldn’t find a pair in that pattern, so woops.

Sayaka Ito

Sayaka also comes from the big city. However, the ‘classy city girl’ look isn’t really something she’s embrace. ‘Essentic city girl’ is more her speed. The swirly black symbol is another symbol of healing, and will either go on her guitar or hat. In the other world, the guitar will be replaced by whatever axe she has equipped. This is the only outfit in which she wears the hoodie properly.

Though the hoodie remains, she wears it tied around her waist in this outfit. And even if she doesn’t have the guitar with her uniform, the axe is still present in the other world. Rolls her sleeves to her elbows. Actually, I’m pretty sure she’d ditch the sweater too.

On top of being a little eccentric, Sayaka can be impractical, hence the sandals and skirts. Neither are good for battle, though both are cute. The black skirt shoes both the front and back of it. The hoodie gets tied around her waist. The first shirt is a crop top, while the other is full length.

As all the others aside from the winter weekend, Sayaka wears the hoodie tied around her waist in this outfit. She would wear the top button undone with the light colored shirt, and possibly have it untucked.

Yudai Shinoda

I haven’t really a lot to say about this. The symbol (you guessed it; another symbol of healing) would either be on his bracelet or on the shirt. I think on the shirt to give it a bit of umph. The yellow laces would be on the boots, obviously. Who doesn’t like yellow laces?

I really picture this guy trying to keep up the image of a model student and wearing the uniform properly. Possibly has the sleeves rolled up to his elbows?

I couldn’t quite decide which shirt I liked, because they all kinda fit my image of him. He’s really the kind of chill person that would wear graphic/band t-shirts.

Nothing really interesting here.

Miyako Fujimori

I don’t know why, but I decided that Miyako likes octopi, hence the necklace. The onyx on the necklace is a symbol of healing, so it works with that theme too. As you can see, I couldn’t decide on a skirt or sweater. The turtle neck shirt is always worn, but I couldn’t decide on which sweater.

The one who wears the uniform most properly aside from the female MC. I haven’t much to say on the matter.

The only short sleeves she’ll wear! Whichever skirt wasn’t chosen for her winter will be worn here.

Not much to say on the matter of this outfit. She does wear the long sleeved shirt in the summer for personal reasons that go alone with her depression. Considering she almost commits suicide on screen, I don’t know if I’d say she self-harmed and has scars from it, but I know, as someone who has depression, some days I just wear long sleeves because it makes me feel like it’s easier to hide.

Masahiko Oshiro

I think his symbol of healing will likely either be a pattern on his tie or a tie clip. The colored lines at the bottom are supposed to be the hair clips you see in animes, like those criss-cross designs in hair. He’s an asshole, but I wanted him to appear as a cute asshole. The pink jacket can go with any of the shirts (white, purple, or pink), but the white will either go with the purple or pink. The purple is mostly there because royalty and regalness.

Masahiko finds himself too dignified for such an unsightly sweater vest, so he refuses to wear it. Everyone thinks he’s attractive, so it’s not like they mind at all. I debated giving him an actual tie instead of the bowstring, but you see how that went.

Masahiko is, beyond a doubt, supposed to be a pretty city boy. I guess the theme I was going with there was ‘almost model material but never touched a runway.’ But guys are hard to make outfits for.

This time he did leave the ribbon behind, and I think he feels better for it.

Hoshiko Akiyama

I’ve decided that Hoshiko is an aspiring designer, but her looks are quirky and eccentric because she cares more about dressing up others rather than making herself look good. (She’s self conscious about her red hair, and seems to have deemed herself unable to model any of her good designs). Anyway, I wanted her to look cute but also a little bit odd.

As per my idea for her to be a designer, it seems in character that she’d do some work on her sweater vest. However, it’s still green. I just replaced the other one with this black one because of the design.

Both dresses are knee length, and all of the bracelets are purposefully mismatched.

As the one from the winter, her top is replaced with one she embroidered herself.

Jun Sanada

He seemed like the kind of character that would wear graphic tee. But the other shirt makes it look closer to the original picture. His symbol is uses as an earring.

I can’t decide if the shoddy job I did on cutting the shirt out from its background, making it look ratty and tattered, should stick or not.

Simple guy, people think he’s kinda princely until he opens his mouth and his temper explodes.

Again, not much to say on the matter.

Shinju Kawaguchi

The overall dress could be either blue or the pink that it is. I haven’t quite decided if the pretty cloak stays or not, but it is adorable, no? I think, instead of the bow being on the side of her head, it would be tied in the back.

The symbol she has is worn as a ring, and not much else to say.

My editing job is not great, but the blue dress has two straps. The others are both knee length as well.

Not much to say about this one.

Plot/Playthrough

July 10: Masahiko returns to school You’re unable to talk to him.

July 11: You get to talk to Masahiko. He and Miyako argue a bit, but make up afterwards.

July 12 - 14: Exam prep.

July 15 - 17: Exams days.

July 18: Last day of exams. Hoshiko enters the scene and confesses her love to MC.

July 19: Summer vacation starts. You go celebrate Masahiko’s release from the hospital with the rest of the team.

July 20 - 21: Some event things that have to be done before we move on in plot and don’t allow you to really do anything.

July 22: Avis will convince you to sneak away from your duties and into the Endless Forest, as there has been a rise in infected victims and corrupted cores that you need to take care of NOW. You meet The Plague, and find out Hoshiko has followed you.

July 23 - 25: You and your friends try to talk to Hoshiko, but she’s in too much of a stupor for it.

July 26: It becomes apparent that Hoshiko’s core is corrupted and that she has a palace. You enter the palace, Hoshiko following once again, and she awakens her Persona.

July 27 - August 12: Your available days to complete Hoshiko’s palace before it kills her.

August 13: Hoshiko is released from the hospital.

August 14: School starts up again. Hoshiko joins the others at school. You meet Jun and stop him from hitting Hoshiko after she rejects him.

August 15 - 17: No free time. You and your friends escort Hoshiko everywhere when it becomes apparent Jun is still trying to push the issue. He challenges you to a fight, which you can either just brush off or deny. Either way, you won’t fight him.

August 18: You expect it to be like before, but Jun keeps his distance and resumes his princely persona.

August 19: It’s finally time for Hoshiko’s release party. The party is interrupted by Jun fighting outside, beating another guy to a pulp.

We start the story again on August 19. Hoshiko tells you about how she was leaving, she heard about a young man who’d been brought into the hospital just as she was leaving it and died only a couple hours later from the virus. He’d showed no signs of symptoms before being brought in.

The fight breaks out outside the restaurant and once again, you go and stop it. Reactions will differ depending on gender; “She’s a girl!”, “You can’t hit girls!”, “That was highly improper!” verses “He was just trying to help!”, “Don’t be a dick!”, “Why would you do that!?”

You get the guy who Jun was beating up away, but now he’s PISSED and starts breaking shit. Sayaka tries to talk to him, but that kinda blows up in her face. Rather literally. He goes to lash out at her, a flash of guilt crossing his face, the moment right before you slug him. Whatever you tell him, he’ll immediately leave.

You won’t see Jun again until August 17, the next Monday. He’ll be back to his normal princely self as he’s followed around school by a gaggle of girls who fawn over and worry about him, though shows the most subtle of problematic behavior. (Namely bossing people around and getting absolutely furious if the task he gave them is not done at all, not done quick enough, or not done to his liking) The littlest things can set him off.

You’ll have four days of being free to do as you like, but then Masahiko and Miyako will bring it to your attention on August 22 that their classmate’s core is turning black. Sayaka will offhandedly comment that a bastard like him deserves it. You can agree or disagree with her, but no matter what you choose, an argument will be unavoidable. The morality of knowing you can do something to save someone’s life and willingly not do it because you don’t like them- essentially, MURDER- or saving someone who makes the lives of others miserable.

Regardless of what side you took originally, the argument will be made “We do not have the right to decide who lives or who dies; we were given the power to save, and that’s what we have to do.”

Thus, you and your team will go under the waterfall to locate his Palace and all that fun stuff.

But, you know. Obviously Jun has been ‘stalking’ you for the last several days because he’s wanted to know what Hoshiko sees in you. And though confused about what you were talking about, he recognized himself as the topic of discussion, and the wary glances of Miyako and Masahiko, and follows you into the waterfall.

Which is honestly a terrible idea. You get through it a little before Jun shows up and… basically royally screws up everything by confronting the fucking Corruption. And then awakens his Persona, because he’s just that much of a dick.

But, you know what, fine. It’s fine. Seriously fine. It’s just that you barely manage to fight your way free, but it’s fine. Really fine. But whatevs’, right?

No, not really. Jun, being the huge dickhead he is right now, basically forces himself onto the team despite what the others want and how skittish Hoshiko is of him. He also kinda refuses to really let anyone explain anything. (His full explanation will have to wait until after he gets out of the hospital)

The next day begins your dungeon crawl. August 23 - September 13 will be your dungeon crawl days. The longer you take to complete the Palace, the more you’ll be able to see the signs that Jun is unraveling and falling apart. There will be a time in the middle of the crawl that you’ll have to leave the Palace because Jun collapses from the exhaustion of pushing himself past his limits. When you complete the Palace, he will collapse again and will remain in a sleep that’s not quite a coma until September 13.

Jun’s dungeon is a swamp, mirroring his rather nasty personality that drives people away once they get too close. The middle, where you need to go, is basically Jun’s shadow trapped in a cage. As all the others, he’s slumped over and already looks dead. The further you go, the more Jun realizes just how shitty his personality is and how much he wants it gone. The reason he collapses is because he pushes himself towards the goal with the idea that, if the Corruption goes and takes the virus away, then the Shadow leaving will take his misplaced anger issues away. (This misplaced idea comes from the fact he didn’t listen, at all, to what they were trying to explain). This Palace will be really battle heavy, so be prepared for that.

The final battle against Jun’s Corrupted Anger will be your hardest yet, but you will make it through, as is the nature of this game. It’ll be a bit of a struggle trying to open the cage, but you’ll manage to free Jun’s Shadow so the MC can get to healing him. Jun will attack his Shadow before you can get there, though. Weak and helpless as the Shadow is, it won’t fight back, and Jun will almost manage to inadvertently kill himself before he’s pulled back by Yudai and someone else. The MC removes the corruption from Jun’s core and saves him. They return to the real world and Jun collapses from what he did to his Shadow.

September 14, Jun will return to school. He will apologize for his behavior directly to the MC, still not exactly a good person and still kind of a dick as he really only apologizes to the MC. He asks to formally be accepted into the group if you’ll have him, and for everything to be explained to him, properly this time. He promises he’ll listen. (Some time during this encounter, Miyako and Masahiko will drag Jun behind a door and do… something to him. You don’t see anything, just hear the sounds, and it’s implied that they smack him around a good couple of times, but they all come out looking mostly unharmed)

You won’t have a lot of time to worry about anything regarding the other world or Endless Forest, as on the 15 will be Jun’s release party and on the 16, you all head to Tokyo. Four days of exploring and scripted events, and on September 20, you’ll chill with your significant other of choice on the beach, or Shinju and Yuuki. During your trip, you’ll be able to notice how Shinju keeps looking sicker and sicker. She’s putting on a brave front and forces herself to look happy and okay, but she’s quite obviously not. Her core begins to turn black. Unfortunately, due to timing, you won’t be able to hang out with Jun at this time. But on September 21, his social link become available! So there’s always that.

Actual plot wise, on September 21 and 22, you’ll have a nightmare about the Other World. It’ll be incredibly shitty, and leave yout out of sorts and unable to do any activities those days. On September 23, you’ll get a dream from Igor, who is cryptic in his warnings, but tells you that you need to be careful, as things are very quickly going to change. Gilbert/Lucius tells you to remember to keep your bonds close, and look for new ones where you can.

One September 24 after you wake up, there will be a surprise assembly. Dr. Ueda will come to the front of the gym and stand with the teachers as he explains that the virus has become too deadly in recent months, and has been classified as an epidemic. The town has been quarantined off; no one gets in or out any time soon.

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