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simpforboys · 2 months

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sweethearts nite

drew starkey x fem!youtuber!reader

summary: drew takes his girlfriend to Disneyland’s ‘Sweethearts Nite’

warnings: swearing, a bunchhhhh of fluff!!

first fic of 2024!! many more to come this wonderful year <3

happy valentine’s day to all of my valentines!!

“hello beautiful friends! welcome back, or welcome, to my channel. my name is y/n and today i’m bringing you along to mine and my boyfriend’s date night!”

as you finished your introduction, you cut the camera off as you relished in the feeling of Drew’s hand placed on your upper thigh. his left hand gripped firmly on the wheel, you were playing music off of your phone.

Drew had gotten used to your filming, knowing that you upload videos every other day. considering he also made a living from filming, he understood the schedule perfectly.

it was one of the reasons your relationship was perfect. the understanding of each other’s schedules and patience when something doesn’t go as planned.

you recently just hit around four million subscribers, and due to so many people witnessing your life weekly, you and drew both valued your privacy deeply.

but since you’ve been doing youtube for three years, you’ve gotten comfortable about the thin line between privacy and reality.

“for some of you new friends, this is my boyfriend, drew.” you stated, turning the camera back on as you panned it over to drew driving.

“hey guys.” he smiled, briefly turning to wave before continuing to focus his attention on the road.

within twenty more minutes drew pulled into the mickey and friends parking lot. you were buzzing with excitement as you stepped out of the car, making sure to grab your purse and accessories.

as you went around the car you saw drew pulling up his black dickies, the waistband of his tommy hilfiger briefs exposed.

you playfully hooked your finger in his waistband, letting the material slap gently against his v line as he smirked down at you.

“really, baby?”

“are these the ones i got you?”

“i think so.”

you slipped your bag on over your shoulder as drew took your hand in his, beginning to walk towards the escalators.

you grabbed the camera, recording your shoes standing next to each other. you panned it up to drew, surprised to see him making a goofy face (which made you snort into the camera).

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“we’re here!” you announced to your camera as the two of you approached the front gate. the february sun was minutes from setting as stars peeked out from the clouds.

you filmed drew scanning your tickets, thanking the lady before walking past the turnstile. a wide smile was on your face as the train station in front of you was covered in pink lights.

“i think we need to grab these lanyards and wristbands.” drew said, placing his large hand firmly on your waist as he guided you over to where workers were passing things out.

luckily, it was a tuesday night so it wasn’t as crowded as it could have been. the time on your watch read 6:18 in the evening.

you thanked the workers as you slipped on your lanyard, turning the camera towards you. drew was used to you vlogging in crowded places, and with the use of his height, he continued to guide you through the tunnel.

your back as firmly placed against his chest, his hands on your waist as you happily talked to the camera. it was a routine every time you vlogged, one that gave you butterflies every time he did it.

because as you’ve never asked him to help keep you protected, he just took it upon himself to hold and guide you so you can do your thing. it was one of the things you loved most about him.

as the crowd started to fizzle out as people ventured further into the park, drew moved to the left side of you as you filmed the courtyard in the middle of the entrance.

“the hearts are so pretty.” you awed, the pink, red, and purple lights brightening the buildings of mainstreet right behind.

you hadn’t realized drew stopped walking with you until you were a few feet ahead and set down the camera. when you turned around, a shy smile twisted its way onto your lips when you saw your boyfriend taking photos of you.

“why are you taking pics of me?” you asked shyly, leaning up to press a kiss to his jaw. he wrapped his arms around you, beginning to walk with your body trapped to his.

“because you’re my girl and i love having photos of my girl.”

you grinned at his words, your pupils dilated as you stared up lovingly at him. anyone who was watching the two of you would’ve noticed the look in your eyes.

drew pulled his phone out again, turning the two of you around so your back was to his chest. he held the camera up as he snapped selfies of the two of you, wanting to save the memory.

“do you want me to take photos of you?” a woman asked, noticing drew’s selfies.

“yes please,” you grinned. you handed the woman your own phone, tucking your camera away as you cuddled next to your man.

happy smiles were plastered on both your faces as you posted, a genuine grin on your face when Drew placed a loving kiss on your temple.

“thank you.” Drew smiled to the lady, taking your phone back and as you and him scrolled through the photos.

“you’re so cute.” you grinned up at him, kissing the bottom of his cheek as he smirked slightly.

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as the night went on, you and Drew went on rides, ate some speciality food, and shopped.

“i’m sooooo full…. holy shit is that the valentine’s day bakery?” you gasped, breaking into a soft jog with Drew playfully rolling his eyes behind you.

his bank account was definitely taking a hit for the night, but he knew he would make the money back, but he couldn’t make memories like this with you after tonight.

so, he sucked down the guilt as he paid for a festive churro for you. you kissed him softly as a thank you, walking over to a table to set up your small tripod.

when the camera was rolling, you gave Drew one half of the churro. “okay, taste test time.”

Drew was staring down at you with an adoring look on his face, ready to take a bite. you both put the cinnamon-y sweet in your mouth, your eyes rolling back slightly from how delicious it was.

“this is the best churro i’ve ever had.” you tell the camera, showing off the decorated churro.

(unbeknownst to you at the time, you hadn’t realized how much love Drew was staring at you with until you saw the comments moments after the video published)

“what do you think, baby?” you ask Drew, turning to him as he nods his head.

“it’s good. little too sweet for me, but it’s good.” he tells you, copying your actions and showing off his half of the churro.

“holy fucking shit- are you Drew Starkey and Y/n L/n?” a teenage girl ran over, her phone out and ready for pictures.

you and Drew smiled at her, the camera still rolling. “hi, yeah we are. it’s so nice to meet you.”

you hugged the girl, feeling her squeeze you tightly as she then turned to Drew and hugged him.

“can i get a photo? you two are like my bi panic couple.” the girl overshares, clearly very excited.

you laugh softly at her words as Drew looks confused, but doesn’t let it effect him too much as he bends down for the photo.

the camera snaps and the girl thanks you both one more time before leaving.

“what the hell is bi panic?” Drew asks, making you giggle at his question.

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as you two walked over to Pirates of the Caribbean and Haunted Mansion, a couple of people stopped and asked you and drew, you or drew, to take photos with them.

it made both of you happy to see your supporters and especially how nice everyone was.

a yawn escaped your mouth as you stood inside the line for Pirates, the smell of the water filling your nostrils.

“we need to get a candle of this scent.” you tell your boyfriend, leaning against the railing to rest your feet.

Drew can’t help but smile and shake his head at your comment. “you want a candle of everything.”

“hey, i love candles! what’s wrong with that?” you tease, feeling as he wraps his strong arm around your waist to pull you into his chest.

he placed a soft kiss on your temple, your cold skin against his warm one.

“you’re so pretty.” he murmurs softly in your hair, continuing to press kisses on your head.

“says you.” you murmur back, kissing his lips in return.

#simpforboys #drew starkey x female reader #drew starkey x y/n #drew starkey x you #drew starkey fluff #drew starkey smut #drew starkey x reader #drew starkey #drew starkey angst #rafe hc #rafe cameron #rafe x reader #obx #outer banks

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c0wb0ylikem3 · 8 months

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Our Song

•summary: in which mercedes drivers y/n l/n and lewis hamilton are to compete in another youtube challenge

•authors note: this is an old draft!! Not proofread 😭

•pairings: (y/n x lewis hamilton!platonic)

Compared to other Formula One teams Mercedes were not know for there social media presence, unlike other teams such as Ferrari with their infamous C2 videos and McLaren with there two drivers constantly uploading a new video every week. However when Y/n L/n replaced Valteri Bottas seat in the latest season the fans demanded more content with the girl and her teammate, Lewis Hamilton.

The rain fell as Y/n made her way to the Mercedes media building. She was told to be there fifteen minutes ago however she got caught up by fans who seem to find her anywhere. Entering the building she quickly said hello to the front desk as she dashed to the room she was needed in.

“Glad you could join us L/n” Lewis spoke and she sent a glare towards the seven time world champion. She was drenched, had no time to stop for her daily coffee and now she was supposed to film a video. “It’s not my fault I actually care for my fans”

He gave a look of shock and rolled his eyes at the girls attitude which currently was resembling one of a teenage girl. “Clearly someone didn’t drink there coffee this morning” she sighed taking off her jacket so it could dry off.

“Okay I’m going to explain what we are doing today, as you know during the beginning of the year we asked you two to create a shared playlist for Race Weekends. We are going to be testing you both seeing who put what song in the playlist” The media director explained pointing to the white desk with two buzzers.

Y/n and Lewis took a seat on opposite sides settling in as they set up to record. “Recording in 3…2…1” the director gave a thumbs up signaling Lewis to start the intro.

“Hello and welcome back to another Mercedes showdown off the track” Lewis spoke looking towards you “Currently I’m in the lead because I won the last two challenges while Y/n has only won once” Y/n playfully rolled her eyes “that’s because you cheated at just dance!”

Lewis retaliated “ How does someone cheat in just dance?! We are not getting into this again.” Y/n laughed continuing the bit “So today we are trying to guess who put what song in our 2023 playlist our lovely Mercedes admin will shuffle the playlist and we will have to hit the buzzer and say who put the song in the playlist”

Round 1

The Mercedes admin grabbed her phone and shuffled the playlist the first song began to play, Y/n heard the first few notes the song seemed familiar but she wasn’t sure. Lewis on the other hand knew what song it was “Too Comfortable Future? It has to be one of my songs look her face”

Y/n hung her head low already off to a bad start, although this isn’t a race she can’t help but be competitive towards any competition. “I don’t listen to future like that” Y/n commented before moving onto the next round

Round 2

The next song began to play and she knew it in a heartbeat. Hitting the buzzer Y/n beat Lewis by milliseconds.

“You know a lot of girls be Thinking my songs are about them but, This is not to get confused This one is for you” she sang along to the popular song

Lewis laughed at the girls actions “Best I Ever Had by Drake” Y/n said as she finished her solo “Obviously I love this song but Lewis put this one on the playlist”

The admin double checked before rewarding Y/n the points and she cheered. “Now we are even Hamilton”

He rolled his eyes “For now”

Round 3

Another familiar song began to play, this was definitely one you put in the playlist. Unfortunately Lewis beat you to it like you had in the previous round.

“It’s a Bad Bunny Song i just don’t know what song” he explained covering is face in frustration trying to think of the song’s name “Is it Tití Me Preguntó?”

Luck was now on the girls side as she laughed “Can I answer!” Y/n asked enthusiastically as the Admin nodded ‘yes’

“Me Porto Bonito and it was one of my songs” She smiled victoriously gaining another point.

Lewis sighed shaking his head “That was my other answer I should’ve went with my gut”

Y/n held Lewis’ hand sympathetically “it’s okay not everyone can be good as me” He pushed her hands back returning his attention the admin to begin the next round.

Round 4

The girl was completely lost when she heard the song play . She was not really into EDM music and that was her first thought when she heard this song it had to be Lewis’ song.

Lewis however looked just as lost until it hit him.

Y/n saw his eyes light up as he hit the buzzer “this is one of my songs right? ‘On My Knees’ I forgot who sings it”

“He shouldn’t get the point then!” Y/n exclaimed but she lost the fight nonetheless

Lewis smirked “we are even now!”

Round 5

“YOU BELONG WITH ME” Y/n screamed the song wasn’t even five seconds in as she hit the buzzer causing her teammate to jump in fear at the girls actions

Lewis looked at her in shock and disbelief, he knew she was a fan of the famous singer but not to that extent.

“I think she really likes that song” the admin laughed

Her teammate continued to laugh at the girls actions as she sung along to the song “remind me never to play Taylor Swift around you”

Round 6

“Right now we have the very enthusiastic Y/n in the lead, However this last round is winner takes it all” the admin explained

Both Mercedes drivers had there hands on the buzzer ready to answer

The introduction of the song already gave it away but the two drivers answered at the same time

“DNA Kendrick Lamar” they shouted

Not knowing who should get the chance to answer which driver put the song in the playlist so they could secure ten points the admin told them to play a game of rock, paper , scissors.

“Rock, Paper, Scissors shoot”

Lewis put our Scissors while Y/n put out Paper.

The girl let out a cry as Lewis answered “It was me right?” He smiled ready to win the game

“Unfortunately you’re wrong with means Y/n won the challenge!”

The girl who was once sitting in sadness stood up in cheers “FINALLY!” She cheered as Lewis was left in disbelief

“That was rigged” Lewis said

“Oh now it’s rigged just take the L” Y/n shot back

The drivers had calmed down before filming the outro “If you enjoyed this video leave and like and comment and make sure you follow so you can check out other videos of me destroying Lewis Hamilton” waving goodbye in waves of laughter the so called “short video” took atleast two hours.

Grabbing her phone Y/n looked up at Lewis as he was met with an equally frightened face, “Did you get a call from Toto too” Lewis asked

Y/n nodded “He’s gonna kill us”

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blumineck · 1 year

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How long do videos usually take, when it comes to filming and editing? Say, if you put out a 1 min tutorial on something, what would be the (gods I hate to use corporate language) turnaround time for it?

Also, what sort of hardware do you use for filming, and software for editing? I'm always curious about the backstage stuff of content creators.

Always love to watch your videos, you're definitely a bard :3

This is a great question! It varies a lot depending on the video, but in general for one of my 'fantasy tropes' videos, the breakdown is something like this:

- filming: ~2 hours (including setup, warmup, multiple takes, fluffing lines, waiting for the neighbour's dog to stop barking, etc.)

- editing: ~1-2 hours (at the end of filming I usually have around 25-30min footage. The first run of editing cuts the outtakes and fluff and takes it to around 5 minutes. Then there's another run or two to cut that down to around 2 minutes.)

I usually make 3 edits:

one clean without captions that I upload to tiktok so that I can use in-app captions, but I also keep a copy of this in case I need it later

one with built-in captions and text that I upload to instagram and here, so you get the captions without a tiktok watermark (unless I want to use sound from tiktok)

One for youtube because their shorts are max 1 minute so I have to cut a load of content and re-edit the captions. (I could post long form but their long stuff is landscape so I'd have to film everything twice!)

- Finally posting: ~30 minutes (titles, formatting, tags, thumbnails, keeping the app open until the upload finishes before starting the next one, etc.)

So in general it's about 4-5 hours for a final video that's around 2 minutes long. Sillier/ meme-ier stuff is more like 2 hours

- but the biggest variable is research/ training. For some videos I already have the information and skill and I just need to check some things, but for some I need to spend time looking up facts, and digging into history, and for others I then need to go away and practice a new skill, which is all hobby stuff that I love doing, but it's still time spent out of a limited budget!

(Which is why I'm starting to look at some more commercial options, patreon, agencies, etc. Because I'm trying to fit this on top of a day job, part time pole teaching, and family commitments, and some weeks it's... not easy)

I do almost all my filming on my phone (iphone... 11? Pro?- quite recent, bought sdcond hand), with one of those grippy arm tripod things, and a bluetooth microphone. Editing is done in an app called capcut, and finished off in various in-app editors for the social media apps.

Anyway, hope that's useful! Glad you like all this stuff! 😁

#behind the scenes #content creation #archery

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soraontop · 1 month

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ENHYPEN uploaded a new YouTube video: PASS THE CONCH [ EP. ?? ]

The camera shakes as Sora puts it in place where it’ll get a total view of her room, unfocusing and then focusing on Sora’s bare face. Her brows were furrowed before she makes eye contact with the camera and smiles, standing up and backing up.

“It’s four in the morning,” she blinks owlishly before biting back a smile. Her voice is quiet, a little above a whisper. “I think I’m the only one awake, as usual. I can’t sleep so I decided to film the next Pass The Conch episode where I show you guys the everyday life as the only female member of a co-ed group when we don’t have schedules.” She sighs, clapping her hands together quietly. “We all know that’s why some of you’re watching, anyway.” Her tone of voice sounds joking, but the brow raise lets on that she’s not.

“When I get up, I try and get in the shower right away but I already showered,” she gestures to her wet hair hanging over her shoulder. “Don’t— let your hair air dry,” she points a finger at the camera. “I’m about to blow dry mine and hopefully it doesn’t wake anyone up.”

You’re asking for a lot…

The camera fast forwards as Sora dries her hair, now sitting at her vanity and pausing every few moments. Once she finishes, she turns back to the camera and flattens her hair, acting as if the camera was her mirror. She smiles mischievously, “I’m pretty just like this, right?” She snickers, turning back to her mirror to grab her pink polka dotted headband and pushing her hair back. “Next, I do my skincare routine, which is all by the brand—”

The scene cuts.

Naughty Sora …

Sora is now covering a bottle, smiling sheepishly at the camera. “These are all ABIB products, of course.” She hides the bottle from view, now careful to not show the name. “Um, anyways …” Her eyes widen slightly as she remembers, “Oh! My music. That’s always a must in a GRWM …” She picks up her phone, tapping on it a couple of times before Taylor Swift’s To All The Girls You Loved Before starts. “I love Taylor. To me, she’s me to you guys.” She nods seriously at the camera. “I’ll get my day started with her music every single day. It’s an important factor.”

You’re great at distracting…

“Right. Skincare …” She mumbles to herself before she says, “For my skincare, I start off with a double cleanse, first with an oil cleanser and then a water-based cleanser.” The camera shows her applying the product to her face and smoothing it in before patting it dry. “Next is toner pads,” she hums along to the song playing softly in the background, picking it up with her fingertips and showing it to the camera before placing it on her cheeks and then wiping the rest of her face with it.

“There is a huge difference between toner pads and toner,” she says as she goes to the next step, which is toner, and pours a generous amount on her hand to apply to her face. “Toner pads are both a toner and exfoliant while toner doesn’t exfoliate. But, you can use only one if you want. I just prefer both because the toner pad has a rough side for gentle exfoliation and a smooth side for sheet masking. And then it’s essence.” She smacks her face a little too hard, making her flinch. “I didn't mean to hit myself that hard,” she giggles, smoothing the essence in.

There’s a soft knock on her door and she quickly pauses her music, turning and saying softly, “Come in.” Her eyes brighten subtly as she looks off the camera, a small smile on her face, “Did I wake you up? I’m sorry…” She’s cooing slightly now.

Who is it? We wanna know!

“We’ve been up for awhile,” a familiar voice says, sounding clearer to the camera at the end of the sentence. “What are you doing?”

The person pauses just out of the camera’s view and Sora stands up, her face no longer being in view.

Show us… Don’t be a tease.

There’s a couple moments of silence.

Hello? We’re still here…

Sora says a second later, “Pass The Conch new episode, wanna say hi?” She sits back down in her chair as the person bends down, finally showing their face to the camera.

A masked Jake waves at the camera before going out of view again as another voice says “We’re going to the gym, wanna come with?”

Another one…?

Sora stares up at Sunghoon, a blank look on her face before turning back to the mirror, “No. Do I look like I go to the gym?” Jake laughs loudly at her reply, “Have fun, though.”

Yes, we do want to go with you to the gym!

“You never want to go to the gym,” there’s a slight whine in Sunghoon’s voice and Sora slightly smirks at the camera before going back to her blank face. “Don’t you wanna spend time with your members?” His hand sneaks in the frame and tugs at Sora’s hair harshly, bringing her head back.

She gasps, hand going to the back of her head to smooth it back down, “I want to spend time with you! Just not at the gym.”

“You went to the gym with us that one time,” Jake says, carefully raking his fingers through her hair.

Sora smiles mischievously at the camera at the reminder as she drops the serum down on her cheeks after showing the camera the actual ABIB green bottle, “Right. You weren’t the only ones there.”

Oh, right, she was showing us her skincare routine…

“Jay was with us,” Sunghoon says, and then there’s a pause. “You only went with us because of Jay?!”

“No,�� she rolls her eyes, tapping her face as she rubs the serum in. “I see you guys every day. Why would I go to the gym just to see you guys flex when I see it every day at the dorm?”

Jake gasps, offended, “We don’t flex!” but he laughs halfway into the sentence, “Why else would you—” Another pause. “Oh my God, you only went with us because—“ The camera beeps out his next words.

Sora looks stricken at their faces before trying to laugh it off, “What— no!” She looks back and forth between the boys and the camera, nervously laughing. “I was just joking. I actually didn’t go because I’m too pretty to do any hard labor.”

The scene skips again. Now, Sora’s alone again.

She smiles sheepishly, “Anyways … I always take forever because the guys always come and distract me like that.”

Nice try, Sora, but you can’t distract us this time …

The camera focuses on her smile.

Okay, maybe you can.

“I put serum on before,” she points at the bottle, “Next is moisturizer. Real talk now, though, if you don’t want to do all of this and spend a lot of money, fair enough but cleanser, moisturizer and sunscreen is a must have.” She emphasizes her last words as she places the moisturizer on her knuckles and rubs it on. The camera fast forwards, her voice becoming high pitched and too quick to understand as she shows the camera her sunscreen before putting it on, including her neck, collarbones, and hands.

Talking and talking …

It goes back to normal speed, and Sora pats her skin dry with a cloth before turning to the camera, moving her face around so the camera could get all the angles of her smooth, glassy skin. She clasps her hands together, “I kind of took too long with that but I’ll do time skips!” She stands up with the camera in her hand, “Jay and I usually cook together but I think he’s still asleep, so..” She makes sure to grab her phone and puts it in her shorts pocket. “What should I make …?” She gets to the kitchen only to stop in her steps. “Um…”

She turns the camera so it could see her view, showing Jay with messy hair standing at the stove. He turns his head, smiling at her and the camera. He waves with his free hand before turning back to the stove, “Sora, you’re awake so early.” He pauses, “Did you even go to sleep?”

There’s a sheepish silence and he sighs, “Sora.”

“Oppa…” Sora tries to whine cutely, hoping it’ll get out of him telling the rest of the group and her getting scolded for it. “Everybody was asleep by the time I got back from the company and I didn’t want to wake anyone—”

“Nobody cares if you wake them up,” Jay huffs slightly, glancing at her and the camera before relenting. “Just do it next time, okay?”

“Okay…” Sora says quietly, making a face at the camera and shaking her head after Jay turns back.

“Stop,” Jay suddenly calls out and she glances around wildly, looking for who he’s talking to. “I’ll call you back when breakfast is ready, okay? Go wake the others up.”

“Um, no,” Sora frowns, having a bit of attitude in her voice, “You can go wake them up and I’ll finish breakfast.”

“We have this argument every day,” Jay sighs, setting down the spatula and walking over to her. “When will you get that you will never win this battle?”

“When will you realize that—“

The camera fast forwards.

5 minutes later…

“You guys are so loud,” Niki interrupts, squinting at the bright light in the kitchen. The camera was facing the doorway, catching sight of the other members. “You woke all of us up.” Sunoo and Jungwon follow behind him, Jungwon looking like he just woke up while Sunoo has already done his skincare routine, too.

“Where’s Heeseung-oppa?” Sora asks quickly, glancing behind the three for the oldest.

“Hi, Jungwon, how’d you sleep?” Jungwon grumbles to himself as Sunoo goes to the stove, reminding Sora and Jay of the food but Sora leaves it to Jay, pulling Jungwon out of the frame.

Oops. We all forgot about that.

“Ah…” Jay sighs, quickly going to salvage breakfast.

“What are you filming?” Niki asks, bending down to look at the camera sitting on top of the kitchen counter. He waves before pushing his hair back and standing up straight.

“Pass The Conch,” Sora says, coming back into frame again. “Ew, it’s too crowded in here.” She glances behind her shoulder, deciding to give up and let Jay handle breakfast. There was no way she wanted to deal with the boys whining that they were hungry.

She grabs the camera, “I wonder where Heeseung-oppa is,” she hums as she walks out the kitchen, leaving the others to deal with the food. “Jay-oppa and I always fight over who is going to make breakfast,” she explains, sighing. “Unfortunately, he always wins.”

“Noona,” Niki had been following her down the hallway quietly. She turns her head, the camera failing to capture her face as the hall was too dark. “Let’s go lay down.”

“I’m not ti—” Sora shuts up as Niki grabs her hand and pulls her to her room, placing the camera on her nightstand facing the opposite direction of her bed. There was rustling and Niki’s voice was heard, mumbling something to Sora. Sora sighs, “Okay, fine, but I don’t want you to sleep the whole day away.”

Did they forget about us? Again?

The camera moves, going from dark to showing Niki laying in Sora’s bed, one of his feet dangling off the bed. She giggles under her breath, zooming in on Niki’s face as he has an arm thrown over his eyes. He moves his arm, peeking an eye open at her. “Are you going to lay down?”

“I’ll fall asleep if I do.”

“Yeah, that’s kind of the whole point,” Niki says and she can’t help but laugh at the remark. “Come on.” He grabs the camera first, the view becoming blurry before it goes black. Words appear on the screen.

??? We don’t know what happened either.

The camera turns back on again, showing Sora’s shoulders and up, laying on her bed, “Niki’s asleep,” she hums, “It’s always early mornings with ENHYPEN, so I’ll let him sleep in longer. He deserves it, anyway.” There’s rustling on the bed next to her and though she doesn’t look away from the camera, she freezes. After a second, she smiles and pretends like nothing happened, “He’s back in his bed but maybe I should sleep in a little longer, too… I just don’t want to—“ A yawn from herself cuts her off. “Okay. Nevermind, I don’t want to pass out so… I will…” She yawns again. “Okay, I’ll be back in a little bit for breakfast.”

Twenty years later…

The camera goes black before Sora is staring at the camera as she smoothes her hair down. She laughs awkwardly, “I didn’t wake up for breakfast. Or lunch,” she explains as she heads down the hallway. “And no one woke me up, either.” The editors beep out whatever she says next. “It’s now four in the afternoon and I think I can hear the TV in the living room.”

Instead of walking into the living room, she enters the kitchen and sets the camera down on the counter in the corner. You can hear some of the members talking in the other room and she smiles, turning to the sink.

“I’ll make japchae for dinner later,” Sora starts rambling as she begins the process of cleaning the dishes and putting them in the rack by the sink. She begins talking about what foods the boys like, that Sunoo and Heeseung ate tteokkbokki last night while the others ate bibimbap, “I can’t stand spicy food, Heeseung-oppa and Sunoo are really the only ones that can. But I make it for them, anyway,” she smirks lightly as she puts a bowl in the rack, “The others are always whining how it’s not fair they get special treatment but.. I do the same thing for them?” She tilts her head, blinking wide-eyed at the camera. “They’re not complaining then.”

“I like the special treatment,” Heeseung had come into the kitchen without making a sound. “You just woke up, why are you already working?” He waves his hand for her to move and she makes a face at him but takes a small step back, keeping them both in front of the sink and camera.

Sora cranes her neck up to look at him, “I was relaxing while sleeping. Now I’m awake and ready to serve!” She salutes, snickering when Heeseung rolls his eyes, shaking his head at her.

“More like we’re here to serve you,” Heeseung teases, taking the plate from her hands and looking into the camera so intensely it seems sarcastic. “I only exist on this Earth to serve Jung Sora.”

Oh my … Swoon!!! What a lucky girl.

Sora smiles in satisfaction shortly before it fell, making her swat him on the arm, ignoring his faked expression of pain and hissing and talking over him, “Don’t say that, oppa. People are going to think I’m evil and make you do all my bidding.” She takes the clean plate out of his hand and places it in the rack, turning to the fridge to grab a water bottle.

As her back was turned, Heeseung nods, mouthing, ‘Yes, she does.’ before breaking the act and giggling to himself. Sora’s lips turn up without even looking back before she turns around, raising an eyebrow and saying in English, “What’s so funny?”

“You,” he replies quickly in English. “You’re the most funny person I know.”

Sora smiles, letting her shoulder touch his briefly, “I could say the same thing about you.”

We’re still here… Again.

“They’re playing Mario Kart,” Heeseung goes back to washing the dishes, as the editors edit a blush on his cheeks. “Go watch. I got this.”

Sora immediately clocks his words, brows furrowing, “You’re not playing?” When he shakes his head, she frowns, “Why not.. I like watching you play the most.” Her voice lowers to a whisper so no one would be able to hear over the boys’ yells if they were listening in.

Swoon.. She just takes all of our hearts.

“What a good dongsaeng,” Heeseung pats her on the head, gazing down at her with a look in his eye the camera couldn’t see.

Sora smiles tightly at his words, smacking the wet hand towel he had put down against his chest, “And I’m still more mature than you.” Ironically, she sticks her tongue out at him before taking the camera with her out of the kitchen. She stops in the middle of the hallway, looking into the camera, “I want to play Yaja Time just once so I can …” Her hand makes a clenching fist, but there’s a smile on her lips. The editors edit devil horns on her head.

The scene cuts.

“Jay-oppa’s making dinner instead so I’m keeping him company,” Sora’s sitting on top of the counter, only her face in view as water boiling is heard.

Heeseung’s right, what a good dongsaeng!

“We’re eating Yeolmu Naengmyeon instead, I’m excited,” She twirls a piece of her hair around her finger. “I only let Jay-oppa make dinner because he makes his better than mine.”

Jay laughs, “Not a lot of people can be better at something than you.”

Ohhh… 🥰🥰

Sora’s eyes narrow at him, but there’s a smile on her lips as she says, “Don’t try and flatter me, oppa. I’m still making breakfast tomorrow.”

“Whatever you want,” Jay hums, sounding further away from the camera this time as Sora stays in her place on the counter.

Her eyes are focused on behind the camera, assumingly on Jay. “Can I show you on camera? ENGENE would love to see their husband.” Her eyebrows raise teasingly.

My husband Jay… Sounds good.

“Husband…? Ha,” Jay chuckles, “Sure.”

Sora jumps off the counter, hurrying to his side with the camera and turns it on him. Jay looks up briefly, smiling. He’s focused on peeling an egg.

Wah… so handsome!!

“ENGENE think you’re husband material,” she says the last words in English.

“They do?” Jay smiles. “What about you?”

Huh?

Sora blinks. “What?”

“Do I seem husband material to you?” Jay asks.

Sora blinks again, “You’re nice to me and can cook… So, yes.”

Jay laughs, turning to do something, “Your husband should be more than just nice and a cook.”

Sounds good to us…

“Hey, my standards are great,” Sora points at him.

Jay shakes his head, “Okay.” He comes towards her, holding a bowl and chopsticks in his hands. “Try this.”

Sora holds her hands out for the bowl and chopsticks but he holds it out of her reach. She rolls her eyes, “Really?”

Jay smirks, nodding.

Sora huffs, reluctantly opening her mouth for the taste bite. He feeds it to her, watching her face. Her eyes brighten as she chews, hurriedly swallowing and saying, “Oppa! That was so good.”

We want to try~

Jay laughs, “You say that every time.”

“‘Cause your food is good every time,” she shoves him lightly, him barely moving. “Can’t we just eat it all and not save some for the others?”

“Don’t listen to her, hyung,” Niki’s voice is heard. “We’re hungry, too.”

“Make your own food,” Sora tells him.

“You never let me,” Niki laughs, coming into frame. “Hyung, I want to taste it, too.”

Jay hands the bowl and chopsticks to him, disappearing from frame. Niki looks at it and then looks at Sora, smiling at her and handing both to her, “Noona..”

“You’re giving me it?” She looks at it suspiciously.

“Feed it to me,” Niki nods down at the bowl.

Oh…? The maknae wants to be fed?

Sora raises her brows, “You want me to feed it to you?” He nods silently. She blinks before shrugging, taking the chopsticks and that’s the last thing the camera has a view of before something pushes it to focus somewhere else.

Huh?

“Ah, it’s good, hyung,” Niki says. Sora’s silent for a moment.

“You were jealous,” Sora teases.

Oh?? How cute!!

“No,” Niki huffs out a laugh, fixing the camera to look at them again.

Was he the one who moved the camera?

“Ah, so cute,” Sora doesn’t listen, not even trying to argue.

“I’m not,” Niki says quickly.

Don’t worry Ni-Ki, Jay will feed you too if you ask.

“Okay,” Sora shrugs.

“I’m not!”

We get it, Ni-Ki.

“I said okay,” she snickers. “Come on, go tell the others dinner’s ready.”

Sora turns to the camera to turn it off as Niki’s voice is heard again, “I’m n—”

The scene cuts.

“Do you want to play?” Jungwon’s arm moves and Sora jumps, making him smile mischievously before continuing, “You’d be better than Jay-hyung.”

Jay simply shakes his head, a small smile on his face before he asks, “Jake, did you just throw that shell out at me?”

“Yup,” Jake mutters, not taking his eye off the screen.

“Oh,” he nods, becoming silent once again.

“Dude! What the—” Jake turns his head and spots the camera and Sora, shutting up. “When did you get here?”

“Just in time to see you lose earlier,” Sora smiles as Jake’s face drops before he turns away from her. She snickers, saying to Jungwon, “Jake is worse than Jay-oppa.”

Jake’s head snaps to her, “Jake? Jake?” He asks in disbelief as Jungwon and Sora start laughing. Jay pays them no attention, probably taking the opportunity to beat Jake. “Where are your manners?”

“I must’ve lost them on the way over here,” she does something that makes Jake jerk away from her. “That’s for not taking me to the gym with you and Sunghoon.”

Jake looks around incredulously as Jungwon muffles his laughter from behind the camera, “I-I can’t believe you right now, we literally— we asked!” He looks at the camera, gesturing to it, “It was on the camera!”

Sora looks straight at the camera before looking back at him straight faced, “What camera?”

Jake groans, slumping in his seat as the other three start laughing.

The scene cuts.

“I am so full,” Sora murmurs, close up to the camera so you can only see her eyes.

“You only ate half of your food,” Sunghoon says, Sora moving the camera so it’d get both of them in the frame. They’re in Sora’s bedroom, sitting against the headboard of Sora’s bed.

“I’ll probably get hungry in the middle of the night again,” she says, handing something to him. She adjusts the camera to sit on her bedside table. “Turn it on, oppa!”

“I’m doing it,” Sunghoon huffs, “Three years and still no patience,” he flicks her on the shoulder lightly. She rolls her eyes lightheartedly, but a smile is still on her face.

“I’ve been watching a lot of The Simpsons lately,” Sora explains to the camera. Sunghoon turns to look at her for a moment before turning back away. “Did you know The Simpsons predicted a lot of things before it even happened.”

Sunghoon stares at her again, “Do you think they’re going to respond to you?” He looks between her and the camera.

“They’re a better conversationalist than you are,” Sora says without missing a beat.

“Yah!”

Favorite past-times: Taking care of others and teasing them simultaneously.

Sora giggles, turning back to the camera, “I don’t think we can show the episode..” Sunghoon’s already slouching on her bed, laying down so the viewers can barely see the top of his head, “I’ll be back to get ready for bed.”

The scene cuts.

The room is dark but the viewers can see Sora’s shadow moving until the camera is picked up, “Sunghoon-oppa fell asleep,” she giggles quietly, pointing the camera to the top of Sunghoon’s face, the viewers only able to see his closed eyes. “I should draw on his face, right? It’s only fair since he fell asleep on me.” The editors edit devil horns on her head and put the audio of an evil witch laugh over her real laugh.

The scene cuts.

“I’m escaping the dorms,” Sora laughs, a pink and white cat beanie on her head with a white Sanrio mask covering her lower face. “Sunghoon-oppa woke up, and I don’t want to be there when he realizes I drew on his face.” She giggles to herself, looking behind her. “Ah, someone’s following me..”

What??

“Yah! I know seven men that will come and beat you up!” She suddenly yells, still looking behind her. The viewers can see the silhouette of a person behind her.

Sora??? What are you doing???

Sora giggles as the person comes closer, “So scary,” the person teases, revealing their face to the camera.

Jungwon? What are you doing here???

“They’re all strong,” Sora and Jungwon snicker, before Sora continues, “You wouldn’t want to meet them. Especially this one guy, he’s a bit younger than me.. He’s really weird. He thinks he’s a cat.”

Jungwon hisses at her and she laughs, pulling her mask down to her chin.

“Just kiddinggg,” she says in English, dragging the last word out, looping her arm through his. “You’re cute, Wonnie.”

“Thank you,” he side-eyes her, and she’s practically cheesing at him. Her hand comes up to squeeze his cheeks, and although he bats her away the first few times, he eventually lets her. “What are you doing out here by yourself? It’s dangerous.”

Sora’s eyes roll, “I was waiting for that. Is that why you followed me out here?”

“Yes,” Jungwon nods, looking around, “I’ll claw at anyone who tries to bother you.”

Sora laughs, right as a phone starts to ring. Sora looks down and grabs her phone, giggling when she looks at the screen, “Ah… He found out,” she starts to turn the phone around before Jungwon quickly grabs her wrist, stopping her from showing the camera her screen. “Oh. Sunghoon-oppa is calling,” she says, quickly silencing the call.

“Why? What’d you do?” He side-eyes her.

Sora grins, “He fell asleep while we were watching The Simpsons so I drew on his face.”

Jungwon laughs, looking around them again, “I hope you took a picture.”

“Duh!” She laughs, showing him her phone screen again after tapping it a few times. Jungwon bursts into laughter, making her giggle. “I won’t show it to protect his image but..” She looks at her phone again, “He looks handsome even with a mustache and unibrow.” The two start cackling again.

Her phone starts binging every few moments, the two making eye contact before giggling again.

All they do is laugh and have fun with each other. Getting jealous here…

“Let’s not stay out too late,” Jungwon says, looking around.

This is the third time you’ve looked around.. Are you expecting someone?

Sora nods, looking around, too. “It’s getting colder the later it gets, I’m already shivering.” She looks at the camera, “We’re going to head back to the dorm. Will you help me sneak in without Sunghoon-oppa seeing me?” She looks at Jungwon.

Jungwon hums, pretending to think about it, “Sit next to me tomorrow and I will.”

“Deal,” she grins cutely, turning to the camera. “See you~” The two wave goodbye.

The scene cuts.

Sora’s holding the camera in her hand as she brushes her teeth, the editors speeding the clip up. It only slows down when she’s getting ready to get her skincare items out of her vanity in her room. They catch a knock on the door, and Sora’s smiling before she says, “Come in!”

Another surprise visit?

“Hi,” Sunoo comes into frame, waving with a bag in his other hand. His hair is tied up out of his face. He turns to Sora, “Can we do our skincare together?”

Ah, hello Sunoo~

Sora smiles, “Duh.” She moves over in her chair and Sunoo sits next to her, getting out his own skincare. “Sunoo and I do our skincare together all the time,” she says as she applies what seems to be cleanser. “I actually got some of my products from him as a gift,” she giggles and the camera catches Sunoo’s blushing cheeks. The editors add more blush to his cheeks.

So cute…

“Tomorrow we have a schedule so sleep early,” Sunoo says as the editors speed through their routine. “And if you can’t sleep, come to my room.”

Sunoo is so sweet.. 🥲

Sora smiles, looking at Sunoo through the mirror, “Oh? Why would I come to your room?”

Sunoo looks at her in shock from her reply before his face contorts, “You know why.”

Sora can’t help but laugh at his face, nodding, “I know.” Sunoo looks satisfied towards the camera.

The two continue in silence before Sora breaks it again.

“You know I’m probably not going to sleep, right?”

Sunoo laughs, “I know. I’m just saying to be polite.” Sora grins, shaking her head at him.

So you say… ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ

She turns to the camera, showing off her glassy, bare face. “I want to try a new eye makeup look whenever we don’t have a schedule again, and I think I’ll record it,” she says, and when Sunoo doesn’t respond, she looks at him.

“Oh, you were talking to me?” Sunoo looks surprised.

“Who else?” Sora thumps him on the arm lightly.

“The camera!” He laughs, “What are you wanting to do?”

“Ah, I’ll show you,” she grabs her phone from the side, taking a few moments to show him. “I saw it on—” she looks at the camera and hesitantly says, “— This photo app.” Sunoo laughs at her trying to censor the app name.

“Ah, you’ll look like a fairy,” Sunoo comments, smiling at her phone and then at Sora, making eye contact with her. “A pretty fairy.”

Sora laughs, avoiding eye contact and practically snatches her phone back from his hand, “Ha, ha, yeah…” Sunoo, again, looks at the camera smugly. “Show them an upclose view of your face,” she suddenly says, tugging on his shirt slightly, “before we go.”

“Oh, okay,” Sunoo mumbles as he gets closer to the camera, showing the viewers all angles.

Sora can’t be seen, but she says, “Sunoo’s so handsome, right, ENGENE?”

“Okay, okay..” He rushes back to his spot, cheeks flushed and she laughs.

Pretty and handsome best friends! We’re jealous.

“The editors are going to have to cut so much of this,” Sora says, looking at the camera. “It’s time for bed,” Sunoo laughs, and she smiles, “I’m going to try and sleep. ENGENE, make sure to stay healthy. We love you.” She leans back and makes half a heart on the side of her face, Sunoo quickly completing it. “Bye~”

Bye~ 👋

#enhypen 8th member #enhypen addition #enhypen female addition #enhypen #enhypen imagines #enhypen reactions #kpop female addition #enhypen added member #kpop addition

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senkusphone · 1 year

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@aresagainstthemachine asked so this one is for you. Video of it working at the end.

Here's the one project I am so proud of I named my entire blog after it.

Back in 2020, while I was stuck at home with few pleasant things to do, I decided to bring this contraption to life.

Only recently had I gotten into this inspiring series called Dr. Stone, and when I saw them make this device in the anime, I knew it was my divine calling to build it, for I had prior experience building circuits with vacuum tubes, an interest that was fostered greatly by my late grandfather when I was a boy. It had been because of the stories he'd tell me that I built my first crystal radio back then (which took me about 4 years of trial and error). Now, people had ''built'' the phone on youtube at least once before, but I was not satisfied with what they did, when they used parts that were too advanced and didn't even get it to transmit a voice, only to pick up radio stations. So I tried to go beyond while being as accurate as possible to the level of technology they had, I was seeking to achieve more with less

Making something that picks a radio signal is relatively easy, the challenge was making it also produce its own signal so it could truly be used as a phone (or more accurately, like a walkie talkie), and I restricted myself to use the most primitive tubes I had, the ones most similar to what old Kaseki would have made.

(Happy birthday to Kaseki by the way, February 9th) I started out using this beautiful Western Electric 262-A tube. This general purpose triode was developed around 1928 by the Bell Telephone company and one of the things it was known to be used for, was in cinema projectors to amplify the sound from the early talkie films. I think that's interesting enough to mention.

It wasn't long until my experiments showed great promise, eventually I moved on to a type 45 vacuum tube, another triode which is more powerful as a transmitter than the 262-A yet its construction is much more primitive. This tube is very similar to what Senku & Co. would've had.

I started building the definitive device, simultaneously laying a plan to combine a transmitter and receiver in the same unit using just one tube, a task that required this one part to perform four different duties (because I hadn't read the manga, and I didn't know the final unit they dispatched used two tubes instead of just one). On new year's eve at the end of 2020, the circuit was broadcasting One Small Step by Lillian Weinberg, loud and clear to a radio across the room.

You can get a recording of that in the link below as Tumblr won't let me upload it (yes I am using discord to host files, it also works for hosting images for your fanfics on Ao3, you're welcome).

The wooden circuit board was wired with homemade wires, made by cutting a sheet of copper into strips, and wrapping them in cotton and thread. A relay is used to switch the phone from receiver mode to transmitter mode with the push of a button.

Then the coils were calculated and wound, including the iconic large transmit coil

but would this coil that was made to look like the one in the series, be suitable to repeat what I had achieved in my experiments, would it resonate and produce the signal?

yes

I intended originally to have this project done before season 2 of Dr. Stone started, and put out a youtube video, but that ended up not happening. Still, the unit finally came together, and the plastic housing was a tupper with the rim cut off, painted orange and applied lettering.

By now season 2 had already ended, I believe, or it was soon to. Before I painted the case, I had to have one definitive test, to see that my creation demonstrated the functionality it promised, and now I had just the right voice to do it.

The final circuit was based on the work of radio pioneer Edwin Howard Armstrong, who was one of the fellows who invented the wireless world we know it today.

I turned the switch, and watched as the tungsten filament in the tube started glowing red. First I adjusted the receive coil and a radio station came in on the crystal earpiece, then, with a radio receiver in tune nearby, I started the sound I wanted to send over the air, and I pressed the transmit button...

It's true, it can be done. Today, there are people still alive who saw the day when the cutting edge of electronics was at this level. How far we've come from these baby steps, over such a short time.

Isn't science awesome?

I still haven't built a second unit.

#dr. stone #senku's phone #dcst #drst #drstone #dr stone #art #storytime #long post #happy birthday kaseki #science project

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euphoricimagination · 2 years

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Summary: Your father got a huge opportunity at his job, having the chance to move from your country to Hyōgo, Japan. You decided to upload blogs on YouTube to remember everything that will happen, to keep the memories; ironic since your new school banner, Inarizaki, it’s the complete opposite. You were scared, but a set of twins plus their friend made your life easier

1st Year: Inarizaki High [Suna x reader]; slice of life

[Part 1] [Part 2] [Part 3] [Part 4]

Warning: creepy dude, cursing, 8k words

The day finally arrived. Right now, you are eating breakfast, eyes fidgeting a little out of nervousness. It sucks being the new kid in any school, but being the new kid and a foreigner? That´s a lot for everyone.

The minutes pass quickly, and before you know it, you find yourself entering your new classroom with the principal.

“Good morning, everyone. Hope you guys are excited to enter this new year. I’m going to make this quick to not interrupt. This year you guys are going to have a foreign classmate. She started to learn Japanese just a few months ago, so be understanding in case she doesn’t know what you guys are saying or if she forgets some words. Yn, why don’t you say something?”

“ehh… hi everyone, my name is Yl Yn. You can just call me by my name if you have problems with my last name. Please take good care of me”

When you look up after bowing your eyes immediately go to a boy with yellowish hair, which was whispering to another one with greyish hair. They were the only ones in the class who had dyed hair, so it was easy to spot them. He looks back at you and gives you a smile, which you return with a little nod.

“Welcome Yn, it’ll be a pleasure to have you in the class. Go to the third sit next to the window, behind Suna. Suna please raise your hand so she knows who you are” says the teacher to you, making sure to talk slowly so you understand.

Looking in the direction of Suna, you were met with a serious face. It wasn’t intimidating, just a stoic expression. Walking up to him, you gave him a small smile and a little hi, before sitting down, taking your things out when the class started.

The bell rang ending the class with it. You stayed in your sit taking your phone out to film a little about the classroom. Right before hitting the stop button, the yellow and gray hair dudes came up to your sit, look at the phone and do a little pose, smiling in the process. You look at them with a clear confusion in your face.

“Weren’t ya taking a picture of us?” The grey one asks you

“We know that we´re handsome and all, but ya don’t even know our names and already have a little crush on us, huh?” the blonde one adds, smiling cheekily

“Ehhh… n-not really… I was just…ehh...video?” you say in a mix of Japanese and English. At that Suna turns around and look at the twins.

“Don’t get too cocky with the new girl, she probably was just taking a video for her friends at her country or something like that, right?” says while looking at you with his bored expression, making you nod “besides… who in their right mind will have a crush on you?”

The twins put on an extremely dramatic expression and started to fire back at Suna, who looks like he doesn’t care at all. They were talking so fast that at some point you didn’t understand a single word that came out of their mouths, but the scene looked so hilarious that you couldn’t help to laugh a little. The twins stop screaming at Suna and look back at you.

“Oh.my.god… that just sounded so cute, right Samu?”

“Yes Tsumu, it was adorable”

If you were confused before, then you didn’t know what to feel now. Why were they calling you cute? You just laugh, how is that cute? Suna noticed the confusion in your face, making him chuckle.

“Anyways, I´m Miya Atsumu, he is Miya Osamu, we´re twins. Yer name was…Yn, right?”

“Ehh yeah”

“Ohh yeah, foreigner names are soo cool sounding, ya should be proud!” says Tsumu, although by the end of the sentence he said a word that you couldn’t understand, was it in an accent?

“Eh? What?” you asked confused.

“Miya, you idiot, they told us that she was just learning Japanese don’t use your accent out of nowhere and expect her to understand” Suna says in an annoyed tone while Osamu hits his twin in the back of the head “Sorry, he´s kind of dumb sometimes”

“It´s ok, I need to study more anyway” you say to him smiling “God why is Japanese so hard?” you muttered to yourself in English.

“Wow yer English is soo good, ya better tutor us, we could use some help!” exclaims Atsumu

Before you could answer the teacher came in and send everyone to their sits. Looking at your phone you realize that it was still recording, the twins talking to you made you forget that you were filming; it'll definitely be fun to look it back.

“Let´s talk more at lunch!” Osamu whispers before going back to his sit.

“Sure…” you whisper back, basically to yourself since they already went back to their sits

“Count me in, I guess” says Suna while turning, with a softer look in his eyes. Taking the notebook out you think about what just happened, how somehow you ended up having people to eat lunch with.

The bell rings one more time, this time at 12.00 indicating lunch time. You feel an arm on your shoulders when you were stepping out of the classroom, making you jump a little before finding Atsumu looking down at you with a smile.

“Really dude? Ya can’t just do that, ya know?” says Osamu

“Unbelievable” adds Suna

“It’s okay, right Yn-chan? It’s just a welcome hug” says Atsumu while looking at you “besides look how small she is next to me. Adorable”

Surprisingly enough, it’s not uncomfortable, somehow Atsumu gave you a really nice aura. Flirty, yes, but nice. “Was it necessary to say that I’m short? Really? Rude” you say back to him while rolling your eyes, trying to sound as playful as you can.

“Quit flirting with the poor girl and let’s go eat” says Suna while you shake off Atsumu’s arm to walk to the cafeteria.

Once in there, the twins went to sit on a table while you and Suna went to grab food. While you didn’t talk a lot in the line, it wasn’t uncomfortable. When you were done, you look for the twins, finding them easily since they were bickering; but on the way to the table, you once again feel eyes on you, somehow Suna noticed how uncomfortable you were, giving you sympathetic smile.

Sitting next to Osamu, you took your phone out and film the food, pointing towards the guys right after. Suna gives a little nod, Atsumu waves excitingly and Osamu smiles a little right before digging in his food. While Atsumu talks about something with the guys, you ate silently enjoying their chat.

“It´s soo cool that the three of us are going to be in the volleyball team, I heard that ya were really good in middle school Suna. Obviously not better than Samu and I, but still” says Atsumu

“Do you ever just…shut up?” Suna scoffs

“That´s just rude men… Anyways Yn-chan, do ya play volleyball?”

“No, I don’t. I do like watching it, though. It´s…ehh…intense” you answer, your Japanese failing by the end

“It´s really fun, ya should definitely come to our practices sometimes! I heard that we can have a manager, why don’t ya try that?” Atsumu looks at you with excited eyes, smiling slightly at your little mistake

“Tsumu, it the first day of school, let her adapt to all of this first. Ya just want her to be our manager because she´s cute” Osamu says hitting his twin in the back of the head

“Ouch! That’s not true! If she´s our manager it would help her too!”

“Let her decide for herself! He can get really annoying sometimes, please forgive him” Osamu tells you, shaking his head annoyed.

“If I am annoying so are ya, we have the same blood!”

And with that they start bickering again while Suna does comments here and there. You just sit there eating and watching them fight, laughing here and there over their silliness. Manager? You had no idea what a manager does, why would a high school volleyball team need a manager anyways? But even if you wanted to become their manager, you still needed to go to your Japanese classes, so it wouldn’t be possible.

The twins and Suna continue their conversation, always trying to include you with sweet smiles. The minutes past fast and before you know it, lunch time was over. You didn’t expect to feel so comfortable with anyone, let alone this fast, but they did a great job at trying to make you feel welcomed.

The first school day was finally over. The twins and Suna left the classroom right away because they had to be early at the gym, but they made sure to scream a goodbye to you. Walking outside the school, you felt stares at your back, but this time it wasn’t like before. As you turn around you see a group of girls looking at you, hatred coming out of their eyes; confused once again, you turn around to leave before you heard

“YNNN-CHAAN! Wait!”

“What happened Atsumu? Didn’t you have to be at the gym?” you asked him once he was close enough

“Yeah, but we have to fill our waters. Anyways, that’s not the point, the coach told us that we can have a manager, but we had to make sure that it isn’t any of my fangirls or anyone crazy” he tells you with a smile

“You have… fangirls? Why?”

“Why wouldn’t I have fangirls? I´m amazing at volleyball and handsome… So what do ya say?” Atsumu says with a bit of hope in his eyes

“Ehh, I don’t know what a manager does but-”

“Don’t worry, it´s easy, we can help ya! Please?”

“Well, it´s not just that I don’t want to, I can’t. Japanese classes” you answer him back. It honestly didn’t sound so bad being their manager.

“Ohh true, ya still need to learn more Japanese"

“Yeah, sorry”

“It´s okay, yer´re trying really hard to learn our culture anyways. But ya have to come to our practices sometimes, okay? Samu and I basically adopt ya already”

“A-adopt?” you asked him. Inside the gym someone calls for Atsumu, with an annoyed tone.

“Haha cute. I have to go, see ya tomorrow, Yn-chan!”

And with that he left to the gym before he got yelled for again. You began walking towards your house with the thought still in your head. Adopt you? What does he mean? However, you can’t stop the little smile over how good this day was.

+++

Thursday morning. You repeat the same routine, but this time reading the messages from your old classmates. “The school looks so pretty!” “They still use chalk boards?” “Who are those boys you ate lunch with? They look fine, how did YOU talk to them?” “Did going there change your personality or something?” “Hope you´re doing fine <3”. You roll your eyes, but you also couldn’t blame them; you were an introvert, how could you have the balls to talk to guys like Atsumu, Osamu and Suna? They were obviously handsome.

This time you arrived to school much earlier than yesterday. Opening the locker to put your school shoes you noticed a piece of pink paper falling down, you tried to read it, but the handwriting was really messy, making it difficult to understand. You put the paper in your pocket and immediately went to the classroom to wait there, only looking up when the chair moved with Suna giving you a little nod.

“Hi” you say

“Hi, not filming today?” he asks looking at your phone, which is currently unlocked on the table.

“I already did, my old classmates find the school pretty” you answered with a smile on

“Oh? You send it to them already? Eager to show off a little?” He smirks

“Nah they were…ehh…annoyed…no, annoying about it. It’s on YouTube” you said stumbling over a word.

“Lemme see” out of nowhere he takes your phone and does something. It was so sudden that you weren’t able react “I sent me the link from your video, and I added my number too. Let me text you the number of the twins” You immediately received a text, first an emoji and then 2 contacts labeled as ‘Tsumu and 'Samu

“SUNAA! Ya left practice early?! Yer’re lucky that our coach wasn’t there” Atsumu enters screaming, moving his eyes to you with a smile.

“It was just a few minutes early, relax, besides you two were the slow ones, technically practice was over when I left” Suna says with a blank face.

“Whatever, how are ya, Yn?” Atsumu asks you

“Good, more relaxed than yesterday. You practice in morning?”

“In the morning, and yes, we do. It’s not a heavy practice like in the afternoon though” Osamu corrects you while entering the classroom and eating some cookies, which he offers you some.

“Ya should definitely come to see us, the second and third years are awesome! By the way, let me add our numbers so we can text ya!” says Atsumu smiling.

“Oh, Suna send them to me already, let me text you” grabbing your phone, you send the both of them a ‘hi 😸’, immediately receiving a text from the both of them.

“The video was beautiful Yn-chan, the aesthetics suits you a lot. You really put us on it, huh?” says Suna out of nowhere

“Well, I met you yesterday, no? That’s the idea…”

“Ya made a video? Show us?! Who looks better on it, Samu or me?”

“Obviously me, ya idiot! I’m the handsome twin yer’re the dumb one” says Osamu while smirking

“Everyone go to your seats now!” the teacher screams while entering, cutting the conversations.

It’s lunch time already, and once again Suna and you go to get lunch while the twins look for a table. This time he took your arm delicately, moving you slightly to hide you from the prying eyes.

“So… did you classmates said anything else apart from how pretty the school is?” he asks

“Hmm… they say that you guys are hot, and ask themselves why you talked to me in the first place” you laugh a little at that, but Suna squints.

“Why wouldn’t we talk to you? You look and are nice. Your classmates sound quite rude if you ask me” says Suna while taking money out of his pocket

“Well, I’m not that good at talking” you mutter while putting your hand in the pocket, but instead of money you touch a piece of paper “Oh yeah, what does this say?”

Suna takes the paper, scanned it and throws it to the trashcan with a scoff “Just Atsumu dumb fangirls saying to get away from him. Don’t listen to them” he rolls his eyes, annoyed “I’m paying for your lunch, by the way”

“Oh yeah, he has fangirls…wait, why are you paying?”

“I want to, take it as a welcome gift or whatever” he shrugs his shoulders before petting your head

“Thanks” you can feel yourself blushing. Why do you have to be so shy? You look to the front but through the corner of your eye, you can see Suna smirk at the reaction he caused on you. Walking back to the twins, you noticed that the table had a lot more people on it. Same as yesterday, you sit next to Osamu, shaking slightly when their eyes focus on you.

“Guys this is our friend Yn-chan, she is the cute foreign girl we told ya about. Yn-chan, some of the volleyball team” Atsumu presents you

“Hi, I’m Yn” you say quietly while nodding. After filming a little you turn to Osamu, who’s is eating something familiar

“Is that an…onigiri?” you asked hesitantly.

“Yes! I made them myself. Want to try one?”

“Sure. I haven’t tried them yet” you take the onigiri he’s offering, biting into it “Man, this is so good, what the hell?”

“They are so good they made ya speak English, huh?” you nod enthusiastically “glad ya like them, chibi-chan. I’ll make more for ya”

“Chibi-chan?”

“Yer’re small, which it’s cute. Chibi-chan fits perfectly”

“For the first time I completely agree with Samu, Chibi-chan suits ya really good, ya better get used to it” Atsumu butts in with a cheeky smile

“Sorry to interrupt, but is it okay to refer to her like that? Are you sure she’s its okay with it?” a boy with white hair says, looking at you with a blank face

“It’s fine, I guess. Thank you for caring…” you pause realizing you don’t know his name.

“Kita”

“Thank you for caring Kita-san, it’s okay” you repeat bowing slightly.

The lunch passed slower this time, mostly because you were answering the many questions that the rest of the team asked. You knew that they didn’t have mean intentions, they were just curious, but it was uncomfortable; the more you had to talk, the more your volume went down. Somehow, Suna was the first one to notice your nervous state. He didn’t exactly know why, but he likes you a little more than he likes the twins, even though he met you yesterday.

“Oh yeah! Atsumu can you tell your fangirls to stop bothering her? She received a threatening note in the morning. Thankfully she didn’t understand what it said, but still”

“A threatening note? Chibi, I’m so sorry for it. I’ll try to say something to them”

“Ugh, Atsumu fangirls are so annoying” someone from the team say, successfully drifting the attention away from you into Atsumu’s fan club. You look at Suna and mouth a little 'Thanks', which he returns with a little smirk and a nod. Despite being nervous, you found that the team was really fun. After lunch, everyone in the team went to their classes, not before saying goodbye to you.

“I forgot that ya arrived here a few days ago, and ya just had the school lunch so far. Don’t worry about tomorrow’s food, I’ll make ya a bento with some of my favorite things” Osamu says to you while walking towards your classroom

“You don’t have to…”

“I don’t remember asking ya. Seriously, it’s fine, I want ya to try other Japanese food outside of the cafeteria one” he says ruffling your hair

“Thank you” you move to give him a little hug, feeling him tense up slightly. Before you could question him, you heard Atsumu voice

“Samu! make me a bento too!” Atsumu exclaims looking at his brother, who simply said ‘No’ before walking away “why not? I’m yer twin!”

“That’s exactly why I don’t want to!”

You went straight to your sit while the twins still were bickering about the bento, unconsciously taking your phone out before starting filming them. You noticed that Suna also had his phone pointing to the twins direction, shooting you a playful smirk.

The day passes quickly after that. While you were checking your videos, which had a lot more views than you expected, you heard your phone ring.

+++

The morning classes pass normally, so now you are in the cafeteria ready for lunch sitting next to Osamu, who passes you the bento box with a smile on his face. The box was wrapped in a cute cat fabric. Opening it, you see the most beautiful food that you have ever seen, with things you already knew to things that you never seen before.

“So... I added some classics that ya already had before, at least in here, and some of my favorites from this side of Japan. Hope ya like it chibi” Osamu explains with an over-the-top reverence.

“I'm sure it's good, you made it. Thank you again” you say to him smiling, noticing a small blush on his ears. As soon as you tried the food your eyes go wide. While you didn’t know what exactly you were eating, it was so good “So fucking good, just unbelievable. So good Samu, so good” you mutter making Osamu smile grow even bigger

“Chibi, any plans for the weekend?” Suna asks while looking at with at you with little smile, the three of them were watching you with a soft look.

“Ehh... I need to finish unpacking. I don't know how long it would take”

“That takes a lot of time, and its so tiring and boring” you nod your head as an answer since you had your mouth full

“Chibi, when are ya coming to see our practice? We're really good” says Atsumu with a little pout

“I will go as soon as I can, I promise”

“Ya better”

You continue talking, well the twins with a few interruptions from you and Suna. Between talking to Suna and hearing the twins bicker with each other the classes past fast, the guys leaving to their practice as soon as they end. Walking towards the gates of the school you felt someone grabs your backpack effectively stopping you, finding the same group of girls from the other day.

“Look girls, it's the little whore. After all that's the only way she will get any attention from our Tsumu” one of them says

“Yeah, and why else would the boys talk to her otherwise...just look at her. Ew”

You just stood there without saying a word, partly because you weren’t sure what they were saying, but most importantly, you just wanted to go home “Can I go now? Thanks” you said while taking her arm out of you and walking away.

You can hear them yelling something, but you just put your earphones and completely ignore them. You knew that they were Atsumu fangirls, but they didn't seem to understand what the word fangirl meant. Debating between letting Atsumu know about it or not, you decided to just forget it; you knew that he would do something dumb by seeing his reaction whenever someone mentions them

The weekend pass fast between unpacking, taking Japanese classes and talking to the boys. On your way to school you felt some eyes on you, noticing an old man standing next to you. You noticed that the old man was trying to look at you discretely, taking his phone out; after a few minutes, you suddenly felt a hand near your skirt, the phone getting dangerously close. Instinctively, you move and ‘accidentally’ hit his hand, causing him to drop his phone with the camera open. The were still 3 stations left and the dude didn't seem to get a away soon, so you just moved as much as you could. You were a station away when you felt a hand on your lower back, noticing that it was from the same dude, you turned around and slap him as hard as you could, leaving the train right away.

You arrived to school quite fidgety, the adrenaline finally going down. Putting your head on the desk you teared up a little, realizing how scary the moment felt. While you were like this the boys enter from their morning practice, worrying as soon as they saw your state.

“Oi, what happened to you?” Suna asks while tapping your head, making you jump a little.

“Ah? ehh...” Should you tell them or not? You don't want to worry them, but you also knew it wasn't a good idea to not say anything “ehh...”

“Don't you dare to say it's nothing” he says again, Osamu and Atsumu arriving right after.

“Ehh...someone... subway... photo under my skirt...try” you tried to say in an extremely broken Japanese, voice shaking at the thought.

“A photo of ya? Under yer skirt?” Osamu asks softly making you nod.

“That motherfucker...how dare him?” Suna says while shaking his head. You tense up at the feeling a pair of arms and a chin on top of your head before relaxing in Atsumu embrace.

“I'm sorry Chibi” says softly, tightening his grip and effectively managing to calm you down with his hug

“It's okay, I guess... I slap him though”

“That's my girl, that asshole deserved it” Suna laughs slightly while patting your head.

“Glad that nothing more happened to ya chibi-chan” says Samu while patting your head “but if ya want us to beat him, we can”

Throughout the whole day the guys treated you even more gentle then usual, all of them trying their best to make you forget what had happened with their affection. The twins naturally ended up embarrassing themselves, but this time even Suna joined. The day ended, meaning that you had to leave while the guys go to practice.

“Be careful Chibi, if someone looks suspicious move right away”

“Yes, Samu, I’ll be fine, don’t worry. Thanks”

“If ya were our manager we could walk ya home, ya know?”

“Tsumu, not the time” says Suna

“My classes are near here, I’ll be fine, I promise. See you guys!” You leave waving at the boys, who wave back with a concern look before entering the gym.

Ending your class at 5, you walked in front of the school to go back to the subway, surprising you that it still was open. Will the guys still be practicing? The question is quickly answered when you hear balls hitting the ground, alongside the sound of sneakers and some screams here and there. You knock quietly and open the door to see who is in it, finding the guys playing. You stay in the section where they change shoes, in awe while watching them play. The guys were so focused playing than none of them even noticed that someone enter. The score was 20 – 24, the team of the twins winning, when the coach notice that you were standing there.

“Sorry, this is a close practice. No fangirls for today” he says

“Eh? I´m not a fangirl I´m-” you get interrupted by screams, noticing that the twins team won. They share hi-5’s before they noticed that you were talking to the coach “friends with some of them”

“Chibiii! Did ya see us play?”

“When did ya arrived?”

“Coach let her stay, she´s our friend”

“Yeah, she´s is Suna friend too, right Suna?”

“Yeah, she is. Hi Chibi” Suna smile slightly

“See coach, let her…”

“SHUT UP!” screams the coach “I understand, you don’t have to say it a million times” The twins stayed quiet right away, muttering a ‘Sorry’, but at the same time looking really happy “Since the practice match is over, we can finish now anyway. EVERYONE! Good job today, do your final stretches and clean yourself up. See you tomorrow.”

The coach leaves muttering about how annoying they were, making you chuckle while the twins and Suna look at you.

“Soo, ya watched us play?” Atsumu asks

“Yeah, for the last two points… it was awesome”

“Didn’t you have classes?” asks Suna with a malicious grin “desperate enough to come and see us?”

“Ha.ha no, my tutoring is nearby and we finish early, so I thought that I could come and see if you were still here”

“Ahh yeah, we normally practice until 18.30 or 19.00 depending on the day. Wait for us outside while we do our stretches and clean up, one of us will walk ya to yer house” says Osamu

“Okay”

“Wait, not fighting us back? Ya always deny everything at first” asks Atsumu confused

“It doesn’t seem like I have lots of options, does it?”

“True, anyways let´s change so we can go” adds Atsumu ruffling your hair

And with that the three of them turn around and go stretching. You left the gym and breath the pure air, since the gym one wasn’t pleasant after a bunch of teenage boys had practice there. You decided to post a story on Instagram as you wait, taking a photo of the sky and tagging the boys on it. You received some messages from your old classmates and one from Suna, just the 😑 emoji.

Once the 3 of them are out you walk to the subway, realizing that this was the first time the four of you walk together after school. The more time you spend with them, the more confident they make you feel, which ends up with you talking a lot more than the usual. It’s obvious that the guys noticed the change because their eyes widen a little and have a little smile, but decided to say nothing about it.

“So... where do ya go?”

“I take that subway, it's 12 stations to the one near my house”

“Oh, we live quite close then, I live 3 stations before you” says Suna

“Not fair, why do we live to the other side?” says Atsumu pouting

“Luck really isn't on our side huh?” Adds Osamu, a little disappointed too “anyways, go now before it's too late. Suna, take care of her”

“Bye guys, see you tomorrow!” You wave at them while walking to the other side of the station with Suna. He let you in first, immediately moving towards the back doors. Suna stands in front of you with his left arm right besides your head, making you realize just how tall he was next to you.

“Damn, you're tall” you say unconsciously

“Did you just realized that?” he asks amused looking down at you.

You blush at the realization that you said it out loud, looking to the other side while Suna just chuckles. Looking at your phone, you noticed it's already 6 pm, reason wht it was getting chillier. Since you have never been out at this time, and you didn’t expect to stay out until this late, you didn't bring anything for the cold afternoon.

Looking at Suna again, you decided to talk about his practice. He teaches you all the basics rules, like the rotation system, the libero, etc. And while some things didn't made sense, you definitely knew way more than before. Plus, it was nice to see him so relaxed.

Soon the train started to get full, so Suna ended up extremely close to you, the only thing separating you being your backpack. You noticed a small blush on Suna's cheeks while he tries to not look at you “Ehh, it's... okay if I put my hands beside you? I don't want to squish you” he asks you

“It’s okay, give me your backpack so it's easier for you” you say without looking at him; passing you his backpack while putting his hand on the other side of my head, he makes a little shield with his body. Since his arm was right beside your head, you decided to lay on it, feeling Suna stiff a little before relaxing. After a few minutes you look up ready to get off the train, Suna somehow understanding and taking your hand so you can walk out.

“Thank you for coming with me” you say

“What are you saying now? We aren't at your house yet”

“Eh? I thought that you would want to go back right away, after all you just finish your practice” you tell him confused

“Nah, I’m making sure you arrive home okay, I'm not that dumb. Now move” He says flickering your forehead lightly

You go out of the subway, immediately getting chills, the warmth of the train station leaving as soon as you go out, but you decided to ignore it and continue walking. Suna rolls his eyes whispering ‘This girl' before taking off his jacket and throwing it to your head “Put it on you idiot”

“Thanks”

You two continue walking while talking to each other, the conversation going from the things that your country has, your old school to his old school and the volleyball team.

“I would love to see an actual practice of yours, maybe even be your manager. It looked fun”

“You have classes everyday?” he asks

“Yeah, I finish at 5 in the week, the early that I can be at the school it’s at 5:15 or so”

“You know, we have practice on Sundays, you can come and see a full practice there”

“You practice on the weekends too?!” you exclaim

“Haha yeah, just Sundays though. Maybe, if you help us then, we can convince our couch to let you be our manager despite the time”

“Why would he let me be your manager? I don’t think arriving at 5 pm will be helpful” you look at him confused

“Well, if you do help us whenever you can, then why not? It’s not like you don’t want to. Besides it can give you special permissions to not go to school whenever we have a practice match outside the town or something like that” he says simply

“I can get permissions to not go to school just because I'm your manager? Let’s try it then. You should have told me that sooner”

“And here I thought that you wanted to spend more time with us, all it took was telling you that you could leave classes for you to consider it. I'm hurt Chibi. I'm hurt” he says with a fake hurt expression

“Such a drama queen. You know that I love you guys. Anyways, my house is over there, so let me...” you roll your eyes while opening the jacket and give it back, but his hand stops you before you could fully open it.

“Don't worry about it, just give it back tomorrow”

“This is your jacket for practice though, you guys have practice in the morning too”

“I'll use a hoodie. Go in now, I'm tired and I want to leave” he says bluntly, but with a softer look on his face

“Okay, okay. Bye Suna, see you tomorrow!” with that you got close while bringing him down to give him a kiss on the cheek. You turn around and enter your house, failing to notice how flustered Suna was, with his eyes widen and a heavy blush on his cheeks.

After getting ready for bed, you look at your phone, finding a bunch of texts from the group chat and one separately from Suna. You look at the group chat first, considering that it has the most messages on.

The next morning was quite chilly, so you just put Suna's jacket on and head out. You end up behind them once you arrived, so you took your phone out and started recording, hoping to catch their faces.

“Guys!”

“Chibi! Hii!” exclaims Atsumu

“What's up” says Suna while approaching you. He bends down so you can give him the same kiss than yesterday with a smirk on “Why are you wearing my jacket again?”

“It was cold”

“What just happened?” Asks Osamu stunned

“Samu...did they kissed or what? How? Are they dating already? No, they can't be. They met a few days ago, what's...”

“Shut up! It didn't look like a normal kiss... Chibi. Explain. Now” asks Osamu while crossing his arms waiting for an answer; he had a serious look while Atsumu was confused, going between Suna and you. You couldn't hold back your laugh much longer, bursting out laughing.

“You sure are idiots, we didn't kiss kiss” says Suna rolling his eyes

“Yesterday I accidentally said goodbye to him like that. It’s nothing serious” you tell them when your laughter stopped

“Your reactions were so funny”

“Ya guys are mean. I'll forgive ya just because yer're cute chibi” says Atsumu moving to give you a hug

“Ya scare me, I was ready to beat Suna up for taking advantage of my poor little girl” Osamu hugs you before bending down to your ear “However, if he does try to do something ya don't want, let me know right away, okay?”

“Sure Samu, you will be the first one to know if something comes up”

The week passes fast and before you know it was Friday. These past days you’ve been staying with the boys after your tutoring, helping them out with the water bottles and all the other managerial duties that you could help. You were talking to Kita, who helped you out with everything since he's not technically part of the team, while taking the equipment to the storage room, noticing a calendar that has a yellow circle on the 4th of April with the word "Aran" on it.

“That's Aran-san birthday, we have all the birthdays of the team on the calendar”

“Jesus! What the fuck, Suna! How the hell are you so quiet?! My heart”

“Not my fault you're deaf” He shrugs smiling

“Rude. Anyways that's cool… So your birthday is on January 25th, good to know” you whisper to yourself while looking through the calendar

“We should add our Chibi into the calendar!” exclaims Atsumu

“Finally, a good idea came out of yer mouth” mutters Osamu “When is it princess?”

You’ve been looking at the calendar while they were talking, arriving to the month of your birthday and seeing a bright circle with two names on it “No fucking way. You have to be kidding me” You mutter, the boys immediately looking at you “I share my birthday with the two of you?!”

“Hey why do ya look so annoyed by that?! I thought we were friends” says Osamu copying your expression

“Maybe that's why she looks so annoyed”

“Suna! Not now! But like really? Yer're on the 5th too?” Atsumu asks, making you nod before hugging you tightly “see Samu, I told ya she is our twin too. Ya can't get away from us now, we're family”

“Yay? should I be happy?”

“Of course ya should, don't ya love us?”

“Well...” you say finally breaking into a smile. Honestly, you didn't really care about sharing your birthday with the twins, you just wanted to mess up with them a little. Atsumu looks at you with a disappointed expression “I´m kidding, I´m kidding”

“Let me fix the calendar” Suna adds, taking a sticky note out and put it right on the 5th, writing just your name on it “Done, all the important birthdays added”

“SUNA!”

The team laughs at the scene of Atsumu fighting with Suna, who didn’t look like he cared. After a few minutes of the scene, the captain makes them stop, pushing the four of you out of the gym.

“I promise ya Chibi, we are going to have the best birthday ever!”

“Tsumu it´s not going to annoy ya, I promise” Osamu adds

“Yer´re the same as me, don’t pretend to be more mature now”

“God, love you guys” you whisper to yourself, but they manage to hear

“We love ya too” says Osamu, ruffling your hair

“Group hug! Come here Suna, ya know that ya want to do it too” Atsumu went to hug you, bringing his twin with him

“… Fine, just because of Chibi though”

You really love these boys for you to get up so early on a Sunday morning. You put some sweatpants and a hoodie, you weren’t going to get all fancy with clothes or makeup at this hour.

You were looking for your subway card when you see Suna resting on the wall writing something in his phone and then closing his eyes. You hear a notification immediately after, so you look at your phone and see a message ‘Hey, at what time do you take the subway?’.

“Now” you answered, startling him a little “why are you here?”

“Can´t I pick you up now? If I knew I will be treated like this I wouldn’t have come” he says trying to sound annoyed, a soft smile threatening to appear.

“Thank you for coming. Let´s go, you´re going to be late” you grab his arm and pull him to the station. Even though you thought he will fight back or not let you pull him at all, he did nothing to stop you, he didn’t even shake your arm off even though you were already on the train.

You arrived to the school just on time, seeing the rest of team already there. They smile at you before going out for a run to warm up, so in the meantime you decided to fill up their water bottles and prepare everything in the gym for their practice. The coach entered soon after, surprised by seeing you there.

“Wasn’t expecting you here, Ms. Ln”

“The boys talk me into helping them, they really want me to be their manager” you tell him while shrugging your shoulders

“It would be a good idea, the twins look a lot more concentrated and fight less whenever you’re around, Suna tries harder than usual, and Aran seems more relaxed. Overall, everyone looks and acts better when you are here. Do you want to?”

“I do, seeing them get better and play its strangely comforting. Can I be the manager even if I arrive later than usual though?”

“Sure, why not. Besides I will never hear the end from the twins if I don’t let you be, we both win like this. I’ll tell the director about it. Can you make sure they practice correctly in the mean time?”

“Yes sir”

You go around giving them their bottles when the boys arrive all sweaty and tired. Once you were near Atsumu you smile at him brightly, making him look at you confused while receiving the bottle.

“Congrats, you guys have a new manager” you tell them while turning around and handing some towels to the rest of the guys.

“Huh? New manager?” his eyes widen at the realization “Wait! Are ya finally our manager?!” You simply nod, trying to not laugh. Out of nowhere you feel a pair of arms around you, lifting you up and turning you around “Yes! Our chibi is our manager!!”

“Tsumu you’re sweating! You don't have to make such a big deal about it” you say laughing along, however he just hugs you tighter and nuzzles his head on your shoulder

“Welcome to the team, officially now. Please help us to keep them in line” says the captain of the team with a smile.

The hours pass quickly with them practicing. You were taking some notes about them with the help of Kita, who explained everything very kindly. They practice throughout the whole day, finishing with a match between them.

“Chibi, do ya want to practice for a bit?” Asks Atsumu right before they started leaving

“Ehh... I remember learning the basics, I’m not good”

“C’mon, let me see what they taught ya” you did the basic arm position that you knew “Hey that's good, the arms have to be closer though. Why don't ya try receiving the ball?”

“You’re going to take my arms off. I have never done this and you want me to start with people that have played this sport since kids?”

“C'mon, I'm not going to throw it at ya with force. We don't even need the net”

“Do I even have a choice?” He shakes his head, sending you a smile “Fine, 10 minutes. You guys can leave, I don’t want you to see me embarrass myself”

“You're kidding? Our new manager learning how to play? I wouldn't miss this for anything” says Aran with a mocking grin on his face, the rest of team agreeing. With that Atsumu takes a ball and throw it high enough to make it as easy as possible. You were able to received the ball decently, half scared and half nervous.

“Hey, yer're pretty good for someone who never played before” he says

“Ya look so cute Chibi. My heart” adds Osamu with a hand on his chest

“She looks like a kid scared of the ball. So cute”

Every time Atsumu threw the ball at you, he changed something, from the force that he hit it to the place it was going to fall. The 10 minutes passed and your forearms were on fire, everyone started to leave before giving you some head pats, tiredness was getting over you by the minute

“See, yer're not bad at all. Maybe we can teach ya more later”

“Shut up Atsumu”

“Don't be mad! I needed to see how ya would react to different things”

“She looked so scared, it was fun and cute” Osamu giggles at the memory

“You too Osamu. You know how I said that I loved you earlier? Yeah, I take it back.”

“Ya can't and ya won't. Remember yer're our official new twin, there's no refunds in this” says Atsumu while back hugging you

“Samu, help me”

“Nope, ya call me Osamu, this is a payback”

“Suna?”

“Nah”

“Why are ya mad at me? I mean it when I said ya were good” Atsumu asks lifting you up while continue walking, like it was something normal.

“I woke up at a 6 am on a Sunday, my arms hurt, I'm tired, I embarrassed myself. Is that not enough for you? And put me down”

“I'm not putting ya down until we arrive to the subway. And thank ya, ya have put up with us a lot, we love ya a lot”

“You're not mad mad, are you? I feel that if you were you will be kicking our ass right now” Suna says

“Probably tired, she did wake up early and did a bunch of things she's not used to. I know that I would be if I was her”

“And this is why Samu is my favorite”

“Chibi-chan! I'm the one carrying ya!” exclaims Atsumu

“I didn’t ask you to do it”

“But still” with that he gets closer to whisper in your ear “Hey chibi-chan? Ya still love us, right?”

“Yes Tsumu, I do. I'm just tired, it was a long day” you sigh after hearing the sad tone in his voice.

“Good, don't leave us, okay? All of us really care about ya”

“I know Tsumu, I care about all of you too”

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writingforatwistedworld · 8 months

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Guys, I have been looking around for a bit and apparently ElsaGate is on the rise again?

I don't know much about that (since I am not close to anyone in the age group that is in danger) but I know enough to know that it is extremely harmful.

Please look out for children being on the Internet and if worst comes to worst, take whatever they are using to access the Internet away. They may cry and scream because they are children who don't understand what they are seeing, but that is so much better than having them see all of that.

If you have no idea what it is, explanation under the cut.

WARNINGS: grooming, sexual themes, getting liquids injected with needles

If you don't know what ElsaGate is, it's basically characters of shows/games/... that are currently trending with children doing very inappropriate things. I am not "just" talking about doing "that" (the word "just" doesn't feel fitting in such a context but I don't know how to express it otherwise) but things that fall into specific inappropriate niches. VERY dark inappropriate niches. (Example: a cartoon character gets something injected which is portrayed in a sexual way. I have heard, this is hearsay so I can't guarantee, that actual children have been filmed getting injected something which had been uploaded to YouTube in the earlier days of this shit.)

It's theorised that certain people post this to normalise their preferences to children. Like this, they can make a child get used to certain things and, quite literally, groom them into accepting sexual acts towards them. (But why exactly they are posting such stuff is not known. What we do know for certain though, is that those responsible get some sort of thrill showing such stuff to children.)

This stuff is no joke. YouTube kids isn't 100% safe either since those sick individuals target a child-friendly look that might not get recognised as what it really is by the algorithm. If you somehow stumble upon one of those videos report them immediately!

There is most likely way more below the surface and I am just aware of the peak of the iceberg. However, all that really matters is that children need to be kept away from such content. Heck, if we are being honest, this stuff is even too much for most adults.

I am sorry if I might have made some spelling errors and/or weird sentences. My first language isn't English and I am typing this on my phone.

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Cryptid Crawl! 6

The problem– The main problem– The– Okay, the problem that was pertinent at the moment was that the hunters, cryptid and otherwise, had to leave having seen nothing even remotely interesting, nothing that could be a draw for tourists.

That meant that, whatever else they did, they could not be seen being anything other than unbelievably lame by the general population. Of course, the best way to do that would be to keep them from seeing anything.

The very first piece of prep work Danny and Tucker had done was getting into Jack’s YouTube account and setting it to private. That was, however, a temporary measure, and in addition to not wanting tourists flooding into Amity Park, Danny didn’t want his parents in hot water with the GIW. Again.

Once they filmed, Jack or Maddie could upload videos at any time, so something that would have to be done afterward was getting back into the account, deleting the videos, and corrupting the original files. Not too difficult, considering that Danny lived with them, had a hacker friend, and could possess technology.

But for the other groups? Especially the ones that were filming live? Not so much.

They could not see. Any measures Danny and the others took to stop them had to look either like local kids playing pranks, incompetence, or nothing at all. Luckily, they were local kids playing pranks, and there was a lot of incompetence going around, lately.

Danny and Tucker ran through eerily empty streets, listening for the GAV. They paused, seeing the GAV hurtle past the mouth of an alleyway.

“Okay, well,” said Tucker, “there it is. You sure you want to do this?”

“Yeah,” said Danny. “Who else is going to?” He went ghost. “Show me again where the GGBE are.”

Tucker held up the PDA and pointed.

“Okay, yeah, I can do that,” said Danny. “I can do that. Sam, you still managing?”

“Haven’t made contact yet,” admitted Sam, over the Fenton Phones. “This wig is surprisingly high quality, by the way.”

“Cool,” said Danny. “Remember, call us if you need help.”

“I’m dealing with two completely normal YouTubers who think you’re some kind of endangered species, not ex-military super-spies.”

“He kind of is an endangered species, though. Even Skulker says so.”

Danny shook his head and pushed off from the ground. “Can hybrids even be considered a species?” he asked.

“The New Mexico Whiptail–”

“It was a rhetorical question!”

William Monroe Delaney Montrose Woods the Fourth, generally known as Bill, was remarkable for three reasons beyond his name. The first was that he absolutely and entirely believed in the existence of cryptids and loved helping Crawly, who he’d met in college, with their YouTube channel.

The second was that he was a former Navy Seal, discharged due to an elbow injury that had never healed right.

The third was that his last job was in data analytics… for the CIA. Nothing special. He just collated data in a nice, boring, quiet room. He’d hardly call himself a super-spy. And he’d quit. Too stressful.

But… All his training did have the side effect of giving him a very good sense for when he was being followed.

He tried to watch the figure out of the corner of his eyes, excited. Finally, he was going to see a real life cryptid. He’d just have to be careful… it was clearly trying to stay out of direct view… he didn’t want to spook it. Crawly hadn’t noticed yet, either. He’d have to figure out some way to let them know. Maybe he could angle the camera towards the cryptid…

“Oh my gosh, Bill, look!” Crawly jabbed a finger at the space behind his shoulder, and Bill quickly turned to see something black and white skittering around a corner. “Quick! Chase it! This is a once in a lifetime opportunity!”

Bill needed no further encouragement. Camera in hand, he ran.

Danny flickered ever so briefly into view in front of the GAV, and to the right. He probably would be picked up on the cameras like this, but, again, his parents’ videos were the only ones he could afford to be caught in. As expected, Jack turned the wheel so hard the GAV rocked up on one set of wheels before slamming back down. Danny reappeared further down the street, at the mouth of another road.

“STOP MOVING, GHOST!” roared Maddie over the intercom.

“YEAH! WE’RE FILMING YOU FOR PUBLIC EDUCATION!” added Jack. “THE PUBLIC NEEDS TO KNOW HOW TO BLAST GHOSTS LIKE YOU TO SHREDS!”

“NOT TO SHREDS, JACK. WE NEED HIM INTACT FOR OUR RESEARCH!”

“OH, YEAH!”

“Wow,” muttered Danny under his breath. “That really makes me want to stop, guys.” He could, just barely, understand them thinking ghosts were evil. He didn’t understand how they were still under the impression that Phantom, specifically, was that unbelievably stupid. “Tuck, am I still on track?”

“Man, I don’t know why you’re asking, you know Amity Park better than I–”

“Why… parkour… expert… how?”

“Uh, Sam?” said Danny. “I think you’re breaking up.”

“I’m being… chased!”

“Maybe I should–”

“Just a few more roads! At the rate your Dad drives, that shouldn’t be any time at all!”

“Sam, can you hold out that long?”

There was no response for a long moment, during which Danny almost lost his lead on the GAV.

“Managed to hide,” said Sam, audibly panting. “Where did that camera guy come from? He’s built like a tank and he can move.”

Danny let out a sigh of relief. “I’ll be there in just a minute.” He let himself fade into view again, luring his parents down a blind alley. He phased easily through the brick, turning invisible again. He did a quick check to make sure none of the people on the other side were too close to the wall - they weren’t - and that no one saw him - the tiger might have - and then the GAV plowed through the brick wall, sirens blazing and PA system blasting.

“YOU WON’T GET AWAY THIS TIME, GHOST BOY!”

Danny flared his aura, well aware of how that would show up on the GAV’s sensors at this point, and snickered as the GAV crunched over the Groovy Ghost Blasters Extreme’s illegally parked ATVs and dirt bikes in an attempt to get to Danny.

“My bike!” shrieked Brenner.

“Dude, not cool! Dude!” repeated Sullivan as Jack hit reverse and rolled over the bikes again.

“Okay,” said Vid, pulling out her blaster (a Dalvco ripoff). “We already knew these guys sucked, but this means war.”

She took aim at the GAV. Of course, according to his parents, anything attacking the GAV had to be a–

“GHOOOOOOOOOOOST!” hollered his parents in unison. And then the shooting started in earnest.

Danny didn’t stick around. Unlike all the humans here, he actually could be hurt by most of the weaponry going off.

Besides, Sam needed him.

“Hey,” said Az, falling back slightly as Ned expounded on some made up personal story that had only tangential interest to the actual investigation. “Jimmy. Do you hear that?”

“Hnh,” said Jimmy.

“Like, a sort of electric sound. Like the world’s biggest bug za–” For the fourth time that day, Az tripped over his shoelaces.

“Oh, I know what’s really haunted now. Az’s shoes!”

“Screw you, too,” said Az.

“Yeah, yeah, they’re haunted by the ghost of his coordination.”

Az climbed to his feet and angrily redid his laces. “If you’re doing this somehow–” he started, threateningly.

“No, no,” said Ned, “I don’t need to make this look any more ridiculous than it already is. Are you sure you researched this place?”

“I’m sure,” said Az, gritting his teeth as yet another crepe-paper and balloon ghost drifted down into the camera’s view from who-knew-where. “I researched. Extensively.”

“Because as fun as these are, I don’t think they’re actual ghosts.” He grabbed the balloon and waved it at Az. “Fun times with local pranksters who are really into the whole Halloween aesthetic? Yes. Haunted? No. The way things are looking, Amity Park falls squarely into the hoax category.” He gestured broadly, exaggerating his mannerisms for the camera.

“At least let us get to the next location before you say that, Ned.” He got back to his feet and smiled at the camera. “Locals aside, this place is spooky. An old observatory that was damaged and shut down under mysterious circumstances, it has had numerous reports of lights moving inside, strange sounds, and even the dome opening and the telescope inside moving. Is this the ghost of an astronomer? Or, like certain others believe, something else?”

“Ugh, don’t remind me of the cryptid YouTubers. Those lights, though, I’m going to bet they’re kids smoking on the sly, or someone squatting.”

“And on the way there, we’ll drive by a few other points of local interest, such as–”

“They’re going to the observatory?” hissed Dani. “They can’t go to the observatory, Danny will flip!”

Valerie looked at her sideways. “Which Danny? Your cousin, or Fenton?”

“Does it matter? Both of them love that place.”

“Didn’t it get shot up by the GIW?”

“Yeah, and that’s why you don’t mention those guys to him. He hates them.”

“He’s… a ghost.”

“Yeah, and the observatory is why human Danny hates them. Keep up.” Dani leaned forward, careful to keep both her feet on Val’s hoverboard. She was the one providing invisibility, after all. “We need to stop them. We need to get… more drastic.”

Valerie made a face and waved a crepe paper ghost at Dani. “I’m not sure how much more drastic we can get without advertising that Amity’s got something to hide.”

Dani scrunched her nose in thought. “Then we don’t do it while hiding anything. We do it while showing off things.”

“Not my hoverboard or your ghostly face, I hope.”

“No. We’re going to take a page from my cousin’s book.”

“We’re going to chase a dog into all their equipment and ruin them financially?”

“I mean, that sounds like a good plan ‘B’ if you’ve got a dog we can use. But, no. How do you feel about fake-out make-outs?”

“Uh, Sam? I’m looking for you, but–”

“Running… again… swear… last time… I dress up as you.”

“Okay, okay, but where are you?” There was a sort of scraping sound from the Fenton Phones. “Sam?”

“I’m okay! Nasty Burger.”

“Gotcha.”

Danny changed direction and arrowed down to a very familiar alleyway, where Sam was stripping off her costume. She threw the wig at Danny as soon as she saw him.

“Get ready to run,” she said breathlessly as Danny transformed. “Those weirdos are fast.”

“I don’t know if we have any room to call other people weirdos,” said Danny. He pulled the wig over his hair, then phased the rest of the suit off of Sam, who was struggling with the zipper. He didn’t like his chances of fasting the suit on, though, and phased off his shoes before starting to pull the costume on. The material was much thinner and filmier than his own hazmat suit, and wouldn’t be much protection against, well, anything. “How’d you get away if they were so fast?”

“Cut through Amity Antiques,” said Sam. “Ms. Larson made them go around. No cameras in the store.”

“Smart.” Danny phased his feet back into his shoes.

“Thanks. Contacts.”

“Right, right,” said Danny. He phased his hand through his suit and into his pocket. “Contacts.”

He hated this part. Putting stuff like this in his eyes felt wrong. Worse than swallowing sporks. But, the ‘Amity Park Phantom’ had super noticeable glowing green eyes, so the ‘fake’ Phantom had to as well, and for Danny’s sake, those glowing eyes had to be caused by contacts.

These ones had been produced by his parents after Walker’s invasion. The idea was that a human could use them to walk unmolested among the overshadowed, but when no testing opportunities came up, the concept was abandoned.

Danny opened the case, and already regretting every life choice that had led him to this moment, stuck one in his eye. “That hurts. I don’t know how people do this.”

“You get thrown through buildings daily.”

“That’s different,” whined Danny.

“I’m getting pings from Cryptid Crawl’s phone, moving to your location,” said Tucker. “Better get a move on.”

“Heck,” said Danny, squeezing in the other contact. “Go rest in the Nasty Burger, I’ve got this.”

“I’ll try to shadow you after you leave,” said Sam, “but don’t expect anything fancy.”

“I’ll zig-zag,” said Danny.

Sam patted him on the back and moved past him. Time to do this.

Danny ran back out into the street, but stuck to the shadows, scanning everything. He had no idea how cryptids were supposed to behave, but he figured–

Holy moly, Sam was not kidding when she said that guy was fast! He wasted a disbelieving second staring at the sheer speed at which that absolute tank of a man approached him, but he was too used to being chased by unreasonably huge and fast guys to hesitate any longer. He bolted, using every piece of cover and concealment he could.

He glanced over his shoulder. The guy was actually gaining on him. After chasing Sam on and off for at least ten minutes. What was this guy made of?

Danny tapped into his ghostly strength and put on a burst of speed.

… The guy also put on a burst of speed.

That was scary.

“Tucker,” said Danny, “which way am I going?”

“Give me a second.”

“They’re hanging out in front of the Skulk’n’Lurk,” said Sam. “They’re posting live, Tucker.”

“I’m just trying to find the best route!”

“A better one than he can find on his own?”

Danny looked back again. What was this guy made of?

Valerie and Dani stepped onto the street just within view of the cameras. They were both wearing glasses, to protect their identities, and had swapped headgear - Valerie’s headband for Dani’s beanie.

“Are you sure about this?” asked Valerie.

“Absolutely!” chirped Dani.

“I don’t think this is actually going to stop them from going to the observatory.”

“But it might make them stop and think, right?”

“... You know, I saw the post about this on the forums, right? And the whole thread?”

“Shush. Threads don’t matter, now,” said Dani as they crept deeper into the camera’s field of view. “I think this is good. You ready?”

Valerie rolled her eyes. “Ready when you are.”

This had the side effect of making Dani freeze for a solid minute. “Uh,” said Dani.

“You can back out if you–”

Dani rammed her face into Val’s, probably way too fast, because kissing didn’t seem like the kind of thing that was supposed to hurt. They did various things with their lips for a few seconds, and then pulled apart.

“Uh,” said Dani, eloquently.

“Yeah,” said Val.

They both looked towards the ‘Investigation,’ the members of which were, in fact, staring at them.

Val pumped her fist in the air. “The only ghost here is Sappho of Lesbos!” she said, her voice wobbling. “Yeah! Girl power!”

“Girl power!” repeated Dani. She hadn’t heard of any ghost going by that name, but she supposed that Danny couldn’t keep her one hundred percent up to date on his rogues gallery. There were just a lot of them.

At that moment, Dani was slammed into from behind by none other than her beloved cousin-clone, who was dressed as a bad caricature of himself and running at what had to be something approaching a world-record pace. Danny, who didn’t have the worst set of reflexes in the world, but did have the most ridiculous set of reflexes, picked Dani up, threw her over his shoulder, and kept running.

“Is he still following me?” asked Danny.

“Wh- Who?” asked Dani, lifting her head to see that Danny was being chased by either a red-faced fridge or an extremely buff dude who was pushing himself so hard all the blood in his body had gathered in his skin in preparation for exploding (if that was a thing humans did; Dani was a bit uncertain on the finer points of anatomy). “Oh my gosh, that’s scary.”

Meanwhile, Valerie had recovered from her surprise. She started running after them. “Hey!” she shouted. “Bring back my girlfriend!”

“Oh,” said Dani, pleased that Valerie was getting so into the act.

“What are you doing standing there?!” shouted a man wearing a hat that said ‘DIRECTOR,’ his voice starting to go tiny from distance. “Wasn’t that one of the ghosts?”

“Ahhh!” said Danny. “Why is that guy so scary?!”

“Why are you scared?” demanded Dani, who had already forgotten that she, too, had been scared. “You’re a ghost!”

“He’s just scary!”

“Bet I’m scarier!”

Danny’s fingers clenched tightly on her hoodie. “No. Are they following us? All of them?”

“Not yet?”

“Rrrrrrgh,” said Danny, rounding a corner and doubling back down the other road. “I hate this!”

Ned had never thought any of their ‘investigations,’ not even the Investigation, would ever lead to something real. The image of that thing chasing that boy and grabbing that girl… It filled him with equal parts wonder and fear.

This special was going to make them. They’d be famous forever as the ghost hunters that proved the existence of the supernatural.

Jimmy put a hand on his shoulder.

“Not now, bud,” said Ned. “We’ve got a chase.”

Jimmy did not let go. Not even when Az and the rest of the crew packed up and took off after the ghost.

“Edward, dearest,” said Jimmy. “My heart has been uplifted by the actions of those two young women, and I should like us to express ourselves as they did.”

“Aw, come on, Jimmy. That’s sweet, but the network would kick us both out in minutes. Not to mention we’d pasted across every TV in America as the latest scandal. The shame would kill me.”

“You said it yourself, my love. What paranormal investigator has self respect? Let us throw it all to the winds of chance, and let them carry us away.”

Ned blushed. “You make these things sound so nice. But… maybe after we get the ghost. You know how much this means to me.”

“Hng,” said Jimmy.

Danny re-emerged on the original street, which still held some of the crew and cast from the TV show. “Help me find somewhere to crash believably.”

“There!” said Dani, pointing at a small lot with some abandoned construction in it.

“Perfect!” said Danny, throwing himself in that direction. Time to absolutely eat it on live TV. He cast himself on the mercy of the lot, and wiped out spectacularly, coming to rest against the fence at the back of the lot.

The buff guy just… Stopped. Then very slowly sat down.

“Hi,” said Danny.

“Ow,” said the guy, which was fair, actually.

The guy from the Investigation got there next, and spent the next thirty seconds staring reverently at the buff guy while the camera people set up. “Incredible,” he whispered.

“Oi!” shouted Crawly, clambering over a stack of pipes. “Back away from the cryptid! We’ve got evidence to film!”

“You step away from the ghost!” countered Az. “Our evidence is more relevant to the human condition!”

“The Amity Park Phantom is not a ghost!” Crawly countered in return, stabbing a finger at Danny.

“What are you talking about, that’s a kid in a costume!”

“No it–! Wait, who are you talking about, then? What ghost?”

“The one standing next to you!”

“Wh– This is Bill. My cameraman. Is this because he gets flushed when he exercises really hard? That happens to everyone!”

“No, actually, it–”

Danny shifted, which was enough for Crawly to zero in on him, only to recoil. “What,” they said.

“Well,” said Danny, coughing only a little bit as he got to his feet and pulled off the wig. “I am just a kid in a costume.”

#danny phantom #cryptid crawl #dannymay #dannymay 2023 #dannymay 2023 day 22: cryptid au

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hi! i love your content and i’m very inspired to start making my own soon, but i was wondering what your recording/editing process is like? all of the other tutorials i’ve seen are of people with gaming pcs and you’re the only creator i’ve seen with a setup similar to mine so i was curious as to how you got started ;-; its so intimidating lowkey

hi! i'm happy to show you what i use to make content using my little laptop, and i hope this encourages you, because you don't need a high end pc to make great content!

1. video recording: xbox game bar

to record my videos i use the xbox game bar which is available on windows 10 computers, it's free and should already be on your computer

2. video editing: capcut

capcut is a free video editing tool that has many features, i personally use capcut on my laptop to make my videos shorter and to add a few effects here and there. so unless it's for youtube, i don't edit the videos to make them perfect but just to remove most of the unnecessary things i filmed. (i usually have like 40 minutes of footage, and i cut it until it's less than 10 minutes long)

3. exporting the video: google drive

i upload the 10 minute long video on google drive, so i can then open google drive on my ipad and download the video (or in your case it can be your phone if you plan on posting videos with your phone)

4. importing on tiktok

i then usually do the rest of the editing directly on tiktok! it's easier especially if you want to make the music match

#tutorial #sims 4 #sims content #video editing #content creation #content creator #tiktok #capcut #qst

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How Could You? (Sam & Colby)

Summary: Growing old with his longtime crush was something Colby had hoped for the moment he met her. He had a popular youtube channel which made everyone happy. What more could he ask for? He had the world's greatest best friend, the world's greatest girl by his side, the greatest supporters he could have ever asked for. He was living his best life... Until it slowly vanished in front of his very eyes.

Finishing up the editing from his recent video, he sighed and leaned back. He only had a few hours before he had to upload it, after all, he did promise his supporters a new video at 3 am. Realizing he was a moron for rushing himself, he facepalmed and laughed. Walking to his bed, he took notice of the sleeping girl in his bed. Smiling, he climbed into bed and held her.

Setting an alarm for 2:50 am, he held his girlfriend tightly and fell asleep. When his alarm went off, he waited a few minutes to upload then he went back to sleep. Waking up the next morning, he felt nothing against him, so he figured it was time to wake up. Going downstairs, he found Sam and Y/n getting ready, as usual, they wore matching outfits.

Colby and Sam were friends, best friends. When Y/n came along, she grew close to Sam first, he made her feel safe and eventually and after a lot of convincing, Colby made her feel the same way. He knew they were going to have their moments of friendly PDA, but that still didn't stop him from feeling jealous whenever he witnessed it.

Y/n and him did PDA, but he wasn't big on doing it unless he had to show everyone who she belonged to. Now that he realizes it, maybe he should have did it in the beginning of their relationship. Maybe if he had, his supporters wouldn't be so convinced Sam is dating her.

Colby looked at Y/n, smiling and giggling with Sam, she looked happier with him. Whenever she was around Colby, she would avoid him. She wasn't always like that, she used to be kind and very clingy towards him, but one day it just stopped.

"Where are you two going?"

Stopping their conversation, Sam looked at Y/n and smiled at her before realizing Colby asked them a question.

"What's up, bro?"

Glancing at Y/n, he noticed she grabbed her stuff and was ready to walk out the door, not before she gave Sam's hand a squeeze. The action didn't go unnoticed by Colby, he was going to question her about it when she returned.

"I'm taking her to get a new phone, her last one broke when we went ice skating. Clumsy girl fell on it."

Laughing slightly, Colby rubbed his eyes trying to remove the tiredness from his system.

"I'll get on my clothes and come with, I've been meaning to check out some new cameras."

Shaking his head frantically, Sam held Colby's arm and squeezed tightly.

"Don't! I mean, don't. You're still tired, you need a break. I promise, she'll be back before you know it."

Looking at Sam, Colby noticed he was right. The last couple of weeks, with filming and then things with Y/n, he was exhausted, but he didn't want to make his friend feel like a second option.

"It's fine, dude. I can sleep later."

Biting his lip, Sam ran his hand through his hair and sighed. Looking at Y/n again, he looked at her apologetically then back at Colby.

"Just stay here, Colbs. She doesn't want to be around you right now."

Too tired to even process anything, the only words he heard were to stay at home so he did. Nodding his head, he yawned and went upstairs, but not before telling him to have a safe trip.

Sighing and looking down, Sam felt bad for what he was doing, but he couldn't help it. It made her calm and relaxed, not to mention, what they were doing was helping him too. He just didn't know what would happen if anyone found out..

#colby brock x reader #sam golbach #sam and colby #sam and colby imagine #colby brock #Spotify

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where-fading-princesses-live · 1 year

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eBay Rant

Boy, oh, boy do I have a juicy eBay rant coming your way.

So, I’ve been buying on eBay since 2016 and never run into major issues with sellers.

The stupidest seller I ever came across was one such person who thought it smart to ship me a *porcelain* doll in a cardboard box with no outer protection, and of course, she broke into a million pieces and I basically got her for free, lol. I never thought anyone could be more stupid than that.

But this one takes the cake. 🎂

So, I’m looking at this from two sides—as a buyer and a seller. I’m also a part-time seller myself. I don’t sell very often because I don’t have too much to sell; but if I want to downgrade and need the money, I’ll part with a few items in my own collection. I usually sell occasional doll items and have never had a major issue with buyers (I’ve had more issues with Facebook Marketplace than eBay), but naturally, if a customer had a complaint, I would not have responded in the way this bloke did.

Well, there’s a first for everything, right?

I’ve been buying and collecting high quality photos of old Hollywood stars for some time now and I purchased a Don Knotts photo on Sunday, January 1 (Don Knotts is one of my faves and I have quite a collection on him). The photo finally arrived on Monday, January 9 but unfortunately, it was not the high quality I expected. The seller claimed in the item description that the photo was from an original negative from a film print of a Steve Allen show episode (which are hard to find; only a few episodes exist on DVD). But naturally, the old Steve Allen shows (as most old tv shows back in the 50s) were not on film. They typically ‘’filmed’’ live using a process called kinescope, which is not tape or film, and the quality tends to be very low (you’ll notice any Steve Allen show episodes uploaded to YouTube are very poor quality, because that was the low, cheap quality they processed the show to be shown on the very small tv screens; there is no high definition version that exists, even with restoration. The quality looks worse on our big flat screens, something that was not very noticeable back then on small tube television sets in the 50s). But judging by the seller photo, it looked like it might be a higher quality glossy that I’m used to. I’ve also purchased some photos from the Red Skelton Hour that also used the same process of The Steve Allen Plymouth Show, but they were actual stills used to advertise the show in the newspapers at the time, so the quality was better. So, that’s what I was expecting, more or less.

But I get a photo that looks like this:

And to be fair, that is the quality of the videos you will see, but the seller photo just made me think otherwise. Normally, I don’t buy items from sellers who are too cheap to afford a basic scanner to scan their items, because it’s hard to rely on crappy cell phone pictures that don’t determine what the photo will look like in person, but I decided to take a chance, because you know… I’m a simple man. If I see Don Knotts, I click, lol. And I’m a big fan of The Steve Allen Show.

The seller, despite only being on eBay since January 2022, also had good reviews from buyers (I always review their profile and reviews before buying, if I haven’t bought from them before just to make sure they’re okay). He was at 100% when I bought the photo but more on that later.

So, to make a long story longer, I requested a refund on the day of delivery (January 9). I stated why I was returning the item when I opened the refund request. The seller responded on Tuesday, January 10. First red flag was that he did not use pleasantries. ‘’Hi, how are you? May I ask why you are returning the photo?’’ That’s how I would respond.

No, here was his abrupt response. And terrible grammar to boot (no punctuation at the end of his sentence, but I’m not here to be a Grammar Nazi).

‘’What is wrong with the photo?’’

(And I’ve blocked my name but really this seller does not deserve to be protected for privacy reasons; he is a cautionary tale for anyone on eBay.)

But another thing that was strange, too, was that I have returned some photos before in the past or requested refunds for photos that were not to my standards, and the sellers were always polite and very rarely ever asked questions about my returns. They always refunded me promptly. There’s really no reason for a seller to ask, ‘’What’s wrong with the photo?’’ Buyers don’t necessarily need a reason for a refund; sometimes they change their mind. Yes, I’m aware of buyer scams, but I’ve cancelled orders before for buyers who just had their own reasons for no longer wanting the item. It isn’t my business to ask. For instance, someone wanted to buy an American Girl Doll from me and changed their mind at the last minute because they had a surgery coming up. Understandable. I moved on to the next interested buyer. The less you ask of your buyers, the better. They don’t need to explain themselves. If they don’t like it or it doesn’t match the item description, they have a right to return it.

I wanted a refund for an item I thought was going to be higher quality, but I got a very fuzzy, blurry photo. It wasn’t the seller’s fault; it just wasn’t what I expected.

Well, this guy has only been on eBay since January 2022 (and he’s not just a seller, but also a buyer; in fact, he has more reviews as a buyer than a seller, five pages worth, and he only had seven reviews as a seller at the time I bought the photo), so I should’ve known right off the bat he’s a newbie who isn’t familiar with the standard eBay procedure in how to deal with customers.

But in my experience, the sellers NEVER directly message me to ask me questions about why I’m returning the item or requesting a refund. I always state why when I make the request.

I always maintain cordiality no matter how rude the person I’m dealing with (I’ve worked customer service for years, so I’m used to it), so I just responded with an honest answer. I always try to treat sellers the way I would want my buyers to treat me. Most buyers would just yell at the seller for no apparent reason.

The seller seemed to soften after I kindly explained the issue and only then, did he start to use pleasantries. Because see? Niceness goes a long way. Usually if you’re nice about it, they’ll be nice right back. Usually.

Well, he clearly stated that I did not need to return the photo and that he would give me a full refund on Wednesday evening (January 11). Good. I thought the matter was solved and I wouldn’t have to worry about it. I received a notification via email that the seller accepted my return. eBay did send me a shipping label to return the item, but again, the seller told me to keep it, and I did not want to waste more money sending it back anyway (the item was $10, and shipping was $10. With tax, the total came to be $20.84, for a photo that was not very good to begin with), so I hoped the seller would keep his promise and refund me ASAP.

Come Wednesday evening, there’s no refund. I waited a few days and heard no response from the seller, so I reached out again on Monday, January 16. Most buyers wouldn’t even wait this long.

The seller did not respond so I reached out again the following Wednesday, January 18. I never heard a response. Again, the seller promised he would refund me LAST Wednesday. It had been over a week now. I think I gave him more than enough time to issue me that refund. I also saw him listing new items on his store between the time I messaged him three times, so he was clearly more preoccupied with his own business than actually assisting a customer. He was ignoring all my messages. I was not a priority to him.

I wasn’t sure if I should wait for his response, but I was starting to think I was never going to see that $20 again. My first mistake was not asking eBay Customer Support to step in, but they gave me a message on the 9th when I opened the case that they would only be available to help until January 13, so it was already past the window for me to contact them, and I couldn’t figure out how to contact them through the website directly anyway (there was a number to call which I should have tried, and their live chat wasn’t very useful either). In all my years buying on eBay, I never had to escalate a return case to eBay Customer Support because the sellers always resolved the issue in a timely manner and never ignored my inquiries. Frankly, I just wasn’t sure what to do next. This seller was purposely giving me a hard time.

So, I was admittedly losing patience now and reached out to PayPal directly on Wednesday, January 18 (PayPal always refunds me for merchants who refuse to do so). I gave them all my documentation. I explained the issue and provided them with screenshots of my eBay order, the conversation I had with the seller showing that he clearly promised me a refund, and an Account Statement that detailed my credit (showing date of purchase, the order ID, and the card I used to pay for the item).

On Thursday, January 19, I left a negative review for the seller because he ignored all my messages and I think I waited long enough for him to respond, and if he just issued me a refund in the first place like he said he would, I wouldn’t have to be going through all this. This is also the first negative review I've ever had to write up simply because I never had to before. I prefer not to write them if I can avoid it, but this experience has been very trying. Most buyers would just go straight to the reviews and start lashing out at the seller before contacting the seller first, but I think I followed all the steps. I contacted the seller first, chatted politely with him in private, and agreed to settle the issue, so there was no reason for me to write a negative review, and that’s usually how I go about it. I’ve only written maybe two neutral reviews (which one seller had eBay remove and another asked me to change to positive after he refunded me the difference for overcharged shipping), but otherwise, I try to avoid it. I’m not out to ruin a seller’s perfect 100% rating on purpose. But this seller did not handle the issue properly and I think I gave him a fair chance. I also worded my review as kindly as possible despite my frustration. His rating is now down to 99.1% (not counting the false positives he’s received as a buyer from other sellers but more on that later).

After reviewing the details of my case, on Tuesday, January 24, PayPal denied my case because I accidentally deleted the PayPal receipt, and I wasn’t able to recover the file from my email because it was more than 7 days ago. PayPal did give me from Tuesday, January 24 to Friday, January 27 to provide them the additional documentation of my receipt, but there was no way to recover it. All I had was the Account Statement to show proof of credit. They said ‘’because we never received documentation that proves you are due a credit’’ they unfortunately had to deny me. Because I reached out to PayPal, the Return was automatically closed on eBay on the 18th. Well, I was a little disappointed they didn’t see my side. It was the first time PayPal denied me.

It’s mostly my fault because it’s the first time I’ve failed to save the PayPal receipt. I usually always archive them in my emails when I place the order and save the receipt until the order arrives in case I need a refund, but I guess I just wasn’t thinking. Oh well. I had 10 days to appeal my case to PayPal, but since I can’t recover the receipt, I decided not to pursue the refund further and let it go. Sure, I’m short $20 now but I know for the future to just save the receipts and ask eBay to step in first. It’s not really a big deal, just a lesson to be learned.

I thought about disputing the charge directly through my bank or credit card company, but it’s such a hassle to go through all that for $20. If the charge was more, I would consider it, but I also don’t want the bank to think I’m attempting to commit ‘’friendly fraud’’ so again, I just decided to let it go. Life’s too short to worry about stuff like that. It’s not worth the aggravation and I have more important things to worry about.

On the same day PayPal closed my case, I did manage to reach out to eBay Customer Service via Facebook messenger (which I should have done in the first place) to just to double check if there wasn’t anything more they could do. They were very sympathetic to my case, but they explained because ‘’a dispute was opened with PayPal. Once this happens, it would take precedence over our claims process, and we would no longer have the ability to issue a refund on the order. It definitely isn't that we don't want to help, our hands are just tied. If you haven't already, I would encourage you to reach out to PayPal and see if the case can be appealed, or what other options they may have to help. We hope this is resolved soon.’’

So, that was that, and I just decided to let it go because there was nothing else to be done, and I didn’t think more of it. That was four days ago.

BUT WAIT... THERE’S MORE

So, this morning, I see the seller messaged me at 11 AM, practically harassing me over the negative review I left for him. Like I need more stress in my life, lol.

Sorry, I’m lmfao right now, this is so rich.

🤣 🤣 🤣 🤣

And, oh the awful grammar. Dude, please do yourself a favor and go back to school. I’m losing brain cells trying to make sense of this.

Something’s wrong with me? Mmkay. No, I think something is wrong with you. I asked you three times for a refund, and you chose to ignore me. You do realize it’s been three weeks, right? Or can’t you tell time?

First off, I did not ‘’keep the photo free of charge.’’ lol what? 🤣 I paid appx. $20.84 for the photo that you NEVER REFUNDED, so you basically kept my $20 for yourself. Even if I printed out the return label to ship it back to you, you probably STILL would not have refunded me, and I would have been short even more money than I already am right now. (I’d return it now, but I no longer have the shipping label, and I doubt anyone would want this crummy photo. The 2 bids you see were both placed by the Gixen Mirror service on my behalf. There was no other competition.)

Also, sorry I wasted YOUR precious time sending you three messages, two of which you ignored, and having to go through PayPal and having them review my case for an additional week. Yes, I clearly wasted YOUR time. 🤣 Dude, really. It’s been 20 days since I opened the return on the 9th, and it’s been 18 days since I last heard from you. I gave you more than enough time to refund me, which you failed to do.

I’m sorry, I just can’t right now. XD I honestly think this guy is brain damaged. Ngl

(Also, a funny thing happened when he shipped me the item. He assumed I was married (for some reason???) and addressed me on the envelope as ‘’Mrs. So-and-So.’’ Like… you *never ever* assume a woman’s marital status, or *anyone’s* marital status for that matter, like for real… I didn’t let it bother me, but still, it was hilarious. I don’t think he’s very smart.)

🤣 🤣 🤣 🤣

In all seriousness, I did not think my review was unfair. I only stated I'd been waiting for a refund the seller promised since January 11. I understand, of course, if he was busy filling other orders, but I gave him more than enough time to refund me and sent him two additional follow-up messages, one on January 16 and another on the 18th and he never responded to my inquiries. He's just now responding.

I just think it’s ridiculous that I’d been waiting for him to refund me since January 11, and, even if he was busy, he could have temporarily set aside his orders for a measly minute. I’m sure it doesn’t take nearly as long to send a refund. It took him six days to ship my order, so he’s clearly in no rush to fill orders. There was no reason for him not to take two minutes out of his day to issue me a refund. Most sellers I’ve dealt with in the past issued me a refund in no more than three days at most. He intended to drag this out longer than necessary. Also, the cordial thing for him to do, if he was so busy, was to reply to my messages explaining he would get back to me as soon as possible, and I would’ve understood. I’m aware sellers have lives outside of eBay, but usually if there’s a delay for whatever reason, a *good* seller will always keep me informed.

A *good* seller cares about customer satisfaction, as in responding to customer inquiries at your earliest convenience. If it were me filling a refund request, I would not wait weeks and weeks to get them their money. I would do so right away. And if life happens, just reach out. I basically did all the work messaging the seller regarding the issue. He did not have the common courtesy to reach out to me and explain why it was taking him so long.

One time, I messaged a seller to ask when they would ship an item after a week had gone by since placing the order, and they responded by saying their wife had suddenly passed away and there would be a slight delay in shipping, and of course I understood, and wished them sympathy and simply told them to take all the time they needed. Another time, a seller informed me they were out-of-town on vacation and would ship my item as soon as they returned, and I wished them a good trip and there was no rush. I received both items as promised from these sellers who were kind enough to take the time to explain the delay. This seller, however, did not bother telling me he was busy filling other orders, so how was I to know? Also, a few more reviews were left for him from other buyers a few weeks AFTER I opened my return case, so he should have refunded me first before he filled other orders. Why keep me waiting? And he only had until January 31st before eBay closed the Return. Why wait until the last minute? I feel like he was doing so on purpose, lol. There was absolutely no communication with him. Most sellers will ghost you if you agree on a refund. Sometimes, they say they will refund you and never follow through, and just keep your money, so naturally I assumed I’d been ghosted.

Again, he just didn’t go about this the right way. If you say you will issue me a refund on January 11, but there’s a delay for whatever reason, he should have reached out to me. Again, I waited several days before reaching out to him, trying to give him time to respond. I tried to follow up with two additional messages which went completely ignored, so at that point, there was no more excuse. The fact that he’s just NOW responding to me on Saturday, January 28, 11 days after the Return was closed by eBay and four days after PayPal closed my case, it just says enough about this seller in general. Obviously, a procrastinator. It shouldn’t take you nearly a whole month to give a customer’s money back. JMO

I always maintained cordiality and never resorted to threats, so I'm not sure why he feels the need to threaten me now. I have since blocked him, but I did reach back out to eBay Customer Support on Messenger and showed them this seller is going out of his way to harass me. I've been buying on eBay since 2016 and never encountered a character quite like this one. No buyer has ever left me a negative review either because I always try to be reasonable and understanding. I don't want to cause any more trouble, I'm just letting them know this eBay seller is prone to harassing his customers and I just hope he doesn't treat other customers in similar fashion in the future.

So, eBay did respond and said, ‘’Thank you! You're completely entitled to your feedback, and you don't have to delete it. We'll go ahead and report the seller on our end so our Trust team can take appropriate action based on their findings. On your end, I recommend not engaging with this user further. Please keep us in the loop and let us know if you run into any other issues, we're here to help.’’

So, I hope nothing more comes of this and this guys just quietly goes away.

BUT WAIT... THE PLOT THICKENS

I did investigate him further and found out, as a buyer, he has several false positives from other sellers. He’s had at least four complaints from four different sellers for failing to pay for items, despite their constant notices and reminders. I wish I looked into him further before buying from him, because obviously, if he has an issue paying sellers, then he surely has an issue refunding his customers. But I probably wouldn’t have taken that into account, since I rarely request refunds and rarely experience issues with my items. I’m not sure if anything was done about it, apart from the orders being cancelled, or if these sellers tried to contact eBay’s Trust team to report him, but I’m just putting it out there. Unfortunately, sellers cannot leave negative feedback for buyers, so if a seller experiences an issue with buyers, and they leave a review, it will just be counted as a false positive. I wish I’d read all the reviews thoroughly. So, despite his generally positive reviews from other buyers, I wouldn’t let this deter you. He clearly has issues when it comes to money, whether it’s paying on time or issuing a refund.

If you ever deal with him, proceed with caution.

I will say this whole experience has given me weeks long headaches and an upset stomach, but I also won’t say it wasn’t at least remotely entertaining. Shakespeare would’ve loved this kind of drama.

#personal shit

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