#same with black butler… it used to be everywhere at that store

[scribophantasma]

The Phantom Rabbit Ch.1

After witnessing that scene with the demon and witch, the white rabbit ran out of the cottage and into the snowy forest as fast as it could go. 

You were so scared and confused that the rabbit instincts took over, and they urged you to run until you couldn’t anymore. While you were doing so, the scenery changed from snowy forest to crowded, cobblestone, streets. Your rabbit instincts were going haywire at this point because nowhere was safe!

Everywhere you turned, you were nearly stepped on, ran over, and kicked by accident! It wasn’t until you darted into an alleyway to hide that your human rationale regained control. You flopped over and just lay there, panting in exhaustion as your mind processed everything.

‘Holy crap! What the heck was that?! What’s going on?! Where is this place?!’

You examined the white paws that replaced your hands, and touched the ear that flopped over your face. Yup, they were definitely yours. Craning your neck, you examined the cottontail behind you that confirmed your suspicions. ‘WHY AM I A FREAKING RABBIT?!’

Suddenly, a high pitched squeal invaded your poor, ultra-sensitive ears and then a pair of hands snatched you up and squished you close. 

“Milady! You mustn’t run into dark alleyways!” A female voice panicked. 

“Paula, I told you to call me Lizzy! And I’m alright. Look at this bunny rabbit that I found. IT’S SOOOO CUTE!”

‘My ears….’

“I can’t wait to take it home and show it to mother, father and Edward!”

You squirmed until your head was free from the sea of pink that was the girl’s dress. Then you stared in shock at her face. 

It was freaking Elizabeth from Black Butler! 

"Milady,"

"IT'S LIZZY!"

"Sorry. Lizzy, you know how your mother is about animals you find on the streets. Also, the dogs and cats would make a meal out of the poor rabbit. You have to let it go."

"BUT I DON'T WANT TO!" Shrieked the pink banshee. She proceeded to throw a tantrum as she pressed your body to one side of her face.

"Mother gets to breed her hounds, Father has his ugly Persian cats and Edward always adds to his horse collection. All I want is ONE cute pet! It's not fair! WAAAAAH!!!" 

You stared deadpanned at Paula with your ears pinned back as the maid tried in vain to calm the crybaby. The little noble wasn't even crying for reals- otherwise your fur would be drenched in her tears. How could Paula not see that Elizabeth was pulling off crocodile tears like the spoilt, privileged, little brat she is? 

"Milady, please! Do not cry… The rabbit will be fine… Mylady, you're causing a scene! Please stop… I know! Let's go shopping! That always makes you feel better. We have to get a present for your fiance anyways."

Suddenly Elizabeth stopped 'crying' and exclaimed, "THAT'S IT!"

You winced and held your head in your paws. 'AHHH MY EARS!!!'

"I'll give the bunny to Ciel! Then I can visit both Phantomhive manor, and the cute bunny whenever I want!"

"What a splendid idea!" Paula agreed. Then she took out her stupid bells. "Jingle, jingle!"

You groaned. 'So damn annoying!' 

"Let's go prepare his gift!" Said Elizabeth, and then she sprinted off with you in her arms.

"Ah! Wait for me, milady!" Paula cried.

———————

Elizabeth took you to a place called 'Le Choyé Pampered Pets Botique'. You raised a figurative eyebrow at the name because it said the same word twice. 

After shouting excitedly at the workers about how you were a present for her fiance, they immediately set to work to make you 'even cuter'. 

It was torture! 

First, you were nuked with rose scented perfume- which got in your eyes. You were so preoccupied with rubbing them that you were unable to fight off what happened next: a thorough brushing with a bristly brush. Were they using a cactus?! You squealed in pain, but everyone in the store aww'ed at the sounds. Damn sadists!  Before you could recover from that experience, you were strangled with an obnoxiously large, dark pink bow tie. You immediately gagged and tugged on it with your paws. While you were doing so, someone picked you up and stuffed you inside a suffocating box. 

'They didn't even put any air holes, what the hell?!' 

Getting on your back, you tried to kick the box open with your hind feet, but the box had been wrapped up tight. 

Feeling light headed, you rolled over again and clawed at a corner of the box until you breached the cardboard and wrapping paper. Finally, some air! The bow on your neck wasn't helping though. 

You continued to tug on the fabric as someone picked up the box and moved you elsewhere. Based on the muffled sounds and bumpy sensations, Elizabeth and Paula were now inside a carriage.

You tuned out the conversation they were having and dwelled in your own thoughts after finally loosening the constrictor grip on that ribbon. 

You thought back to the events that brought you here. How a portal suddenly opened beneath you, and sucked you through… The quick, but painful transformation from human to rabbit… How the demonic creature attacked that lady, over a soul. Said soul definitely being yours. 

That explains how you got here, but why were you transformed into a rabbit? 

Also, you don't want to get eaten by a demon! From what you understand, Sebastian is starving himself to make his meal (Ciel) more tasty. You're not that desperate to sell your soul… Heck, you'd enjoy being human again for a few moments before paying the devil's due. Would Sebastian eat you on the spot?

You recall that he claims to have grown tired of devouring every soul in sight, indicating that a contract is not even needed for him to eat souls. Does being in a contract keep Sebastian from eating other souls?

If that is the case, what if he feeds you to Ciel- like, straight up serving him roast rabbit for supper to merge your souls together?! Your fur bristled and you shivered at the thought.

But what if he doesn't sense your soul?

Should you tell them (or, find a way to tell them)? If you somehow manage to convince them that you're trapped in this rabbit form, you could get their help. After that fiasco in town where everything tried to unintentionally you, there was no way you would survive on your own. Unlike you, they have resources, powers, and opposable thumbs. They could help you find a way to change back, and return to your own world.

But like his demon servant, Ciel never helps anyone for free. He'll exploit you for his personal gain and use you like a pawn in chess. Heck, he lied and made an empty promise to Snake, just to keep him under his employ. What could you possibly offer him in your state- cuddles and snuggles?

Should you keep this to yourself? It'll be hard and dangerous without help. On the flipside, everything else is just as dangerous.

You're damned if you do, and damned if you don't. That is the worst place to be.

What other option is there- do nothing and leave everything to the hands of fate? 

You pondered on these thoughts as the carriage kept bouncing and bumping, making you collide with every wall in the box.

This was going to be a looooong ride.

#blackbutler #elizabeth midford #rabbit #fanfiction #sebastian michaelis #ciel phantomhive #x-readers

[gillgmesh]

I remember watching death note way back in 2011 or some time around when I got into anime, and I wasn’t on social media during the time so I just assumed death note was just your average kinda anime, like fruits basket or Inuyasha where it’s popular but since it’s been a few years since it was released it’s not too hyped like jojo or one piece. And it isn’t, not really. But damn??? I’m surprised (pleasantly) that even in 2022 it’s still kicking. I still see art, I still see memes. And I could have sworn back in 2013 - 2016 when I was on tumblr during its peak? Almost downfall?? Of anime content I didn’t see too many posts for it. But idk. Maybe I just put myself right in the middle of some good blogs that still have some love for death note…

Yeah don’t mine me just appreciating people still appreciating death note :3

#i love death note and seeing people continue to post about it makes me love it even more #it’s a very good anime!! but seeing people post about it a lot is marking me realize that it aged very well #some anime doesn’t age well? like once the hype is over it’s forgotten a bit unless your a die hard fan #like death parade and psycho pass they kinda fell off after they were done airing #on another note HunterxHunter was airing around 2011 and was still semi popular by 2016 but since the English dub came out it’s been way #more popular #I remember looking high and low or hxh merch in 2014 #i could not find anything good!! now a days? i go to a hot topic and it’s everywhere #now I’m trying to remember if they still sel dn merch at hot topic #probably but not as much as they used to #same with black butler… it used to be everywhere at that store #now it’s all jjk #sky’s texts

[ragingstillness]

Describe anime badly

Bungo Stray Dogs: Famous Authors are all Gay and we been knew

Fullmetal Alchemist: Smol Amputee accidentally takes down the government

xxxholic: Yuuko’s legs are longer than Watanuki’s tolerance for bullshit

Code Geass: Boy with eye transplant takes down the government, on purpose this time, becomes the government, then takes down the government again

Mob Psycho 100: Quest for self improvement goes horribly wrong

The Promised Neverland: If you do not have trauma some will be provided for you

One Punch Man: depressed adult adopts a robot 

Attack on titan: you wanted nudity but not this

Tokyo Ghoul: coffee is the food of monsters

Food Wars: rt if you like being hungry and uncomfortable at the same time

Bleach: large groups of men have sword measuring contests

One Piece: what if the preacher kid from the fourth pirates movie was the captain of the black pearl?

Death note: teenagers scare the living shit out of me

Gekkan Shoujo Nozaki Kun: real life self insert

Pokemon: what if you could take your pets with you everywhere

Soul eater: teens bond over worshipping death

Little Witch Academia: Harry Potter for adorable girls 

Baccano: Doctor Who with mafiosos

Durarara: city so filled with crime it’s amazing people still live there

Hellsing: Ever wondered if Dracula was antifa? Turns out, he is. 

Fairy Tail: Friendship! Dead Parents! Dragons! Boobs! More friendship! 

Kimi ni Todoke: Having a crush in high school simulator 

Free!: swim team described by someone who’s never been on a swim team

Yuri On Ice: gay seratonin on ice 

Noragami: God is a homeless bum

Ao no exorcist: teenage rebellion might not have been a good idea 

Another: the hunger games for middle schoolers

Death Parade: you can drink in purgatory 

Assassination classroom: never thought a tentacle monster would make you cry did you?

Deadman wonderland: wrongful imprisonment 

Overlord: gamer boy dedicates his life to topping the leaderboards...oh and mercilessly killing people

Black Butler: since when can twelve year olds sign legally binding contracts?

Ouran High School host club: smooth genderfluid protagonist has their choice of the handsomest men and the prettiest women and somehow gets both

Black Lagoon: male Elizabeth Swan meets female Barbossa 

Dangonronpa the animation: it’s really not worth it to leave school early

Mushishi: fall asleep to people being dumb about magic

Ben-to: ever wanted to fist fight someone in a grocery store? Now you can

Classicaloid: man discovers cloning only to use for stupidest reason ever

Steins;gate: Groundhog Day but somehow more fucked up

Castlevania, the animation: fantasy throuple goals

Akikan: congrats, you no longer have to choose between your girlfriend and your love for a cold one

Erased: childhood take two somehow more traumatic than the first

Grand Blue Dreaming: fish-scented hijinks

Demon slayer: traveling with children in suitcases

Serial experiments lain: the evil baby of a physics degree and a computer science degree with some philosophy for flavor

Cardcaptor Sakura: who gave this child a job?

K-ON!: if band kids were cool

D N Angel: must be gay to play

Tsubasa: RESERVoir CHRoNiCLE: the clamp cinematic universe

Skip Beat!: what people who don’t live in LA think LA is

Maid-sama!: blackmail + frills = love?

Baka and Test: an arcade game but make it anime

The Devil is a Part-Timer: I think this title explains itself

Angelic Layer: Lego League on steroids

Princess Jellyfish: what happens when you let only autistic people rent apartments

Prince of Tennis: it’s middle school tennis, chill out

Yu-Gi-Oh (4Kids version): watch as I point my finger at you aggressively

Yu-Gi-Oh zero: the Saw franchise but make it Squid Game

Is it wrong to pick up girls in a dungeon?: yes.

Arakawa under the bridge: trendy homelessness

The Way of the Househusband: male-wife has never been so accurate

Library Wars: if ardent readers formed a militia

Shaman King: I see dead people

Rave Master: that sword is taller than you are son

Magic Knight Rayearth: magical girls with galactic stakes

Rosen Maiden: Victorian Chucky

Shugo Chara: childhood development simulator, also eggs

Vampire Game: genderfluidity off its fucking rocker

Two Flowers for the Dragon: Love Triangle but your gf might eat you

My Next Life as a Villainess: the dictionary entry for ‘clueless bisexual’

Yamada-kun and the Seven Witches: kiss kiss turn into a witch

Violet Evergarden: cyborgs can get ptsd too

Moriarty the Patriot: the gayest Sherlock Holmes adaptation you’ve ever seen and that’s saying something

Cells at Work: we finally did it, we anthropomorphized the human body

Don’t Mess with Eizoken: if only entry level jobs were this easy to find

+anima: trauma, but at least you get to be part bird now

The Disastrous Life of Saiki K: high school surprisingly cool with kid with antennae on his head

D.Gray-man: the exorcist but cool

Tegami Bachi: “Neither snow, nor rain, nor heat, nor gloom of night stays these couriers from the swift completion of their appointed rounds."

Blood Lad: the resurrection of Christ vampire edition

Kitchen Princess: 2000s rom-com that also makes you hungry

Kamisama Kiss: god is a homeless bum take two

Teasing Master Takagi-San: puppy love simulator

Pandora Hearts: Alice in Wonderland but no fun at all

The Earl and the Fairy: Rudolph but people

Lovely complex: we stan short kings in this house

#anime #I think I'm funny #bsd #bungo stray dogs #fullmetal alchemist #fma #fma:b #fmab #xxxholic #code geass #mob psycho 100 #the promised neverland #one punch man #attack on titan #tokyo ghoul #food wars #shokugeki no soma #bleach #one piece #death note #gekkan shoujo nozaki kun #pokemon #soul eater #little witch academia #baccano #durarara #hellsing #fairy tail #kimi ni todoke #free! iwatobi swim club

[knight-queen]

Lunatic Parade Ruki Mukami – (Chapter 1)

Place: Bernstein Castle 一 Castle town Residential area 

Yui: (I must have to get back my heart as soon as I can…!)

 Ah…

*Wolves howling*

(I can see the castle…! As Ruki kun said, that's Earl Walter’s….)

Ruki: Oi, stop here.

Yui: Eh…?

Ruki: before getting into the town, I shall talk about something.

I had collected information regarding Walter as much as I could.

Yui: Earl’s…?

Ruki: Yes, However….

There seems to be no one to know the details about the guy called Earl Walter to begin with.

Yui: Eh…?

Ruki: Only things I’ve heard... he’s unidentified, appears in many places and he has very sharp ears.

But, it may not be sufficient enough…

But it’s said that there’s merely a Butler who’s served Earl for a long time in the Bernstein castle.

It’s still unclear whether he’s in the castle or not however…

He’s the only one to know about the truths about that castle or the Ear.

Yui: ………

(We come to this demon world but…)

(Getting back my heart looks unexpectedly hard…)

Ruki: I thought there’s no way to get to the castle but…

It looks like Bernstein castle is not only on the ground surface, but it’s also extended along the sky and underground.

It looks impossible to enter the castle if we use those ways.

Yui: (Such...I think we have to face difficult circumstances if we want to get back the stolen thing at once…)

(Then it’s impossible to take back my…)

Ruki: Oi, livestock. Don’t make that face. It’s too early to give up.

Yui: But…

Ruki: Only few exist who were able to get back the treasure from Earl at once.

If you search those people and talk with them about getting back stolen things from him, we may get a hint.

...More importantly, I am with you. I’ll ofcourse find a way to get back your heart.

So, you can be relieved.

Yui: nh...Ruki kun…!

(That’s right. Ruki kun’s with me…)

(Because like this, he made me aware of Earl by informing me about him.

(In these times, there’s no person who’s reliable like Ruki kun…)

Yui: Thank you, Ruki kun.

Ruki: You don’t have to thank me. You’re my livestock at any rate. So, it’s my responsibility.

...You know it, don't you?

Yui: ...Fufu, that’s right…

(I only believe in him…)

Ruki: Let’s go then. We’re close to the castle town.

Yui: Yes.

Place:  Glimmer Street  Main street / グリンマーストリート 表通り

Yui: (There's a huge bunch of people everywhere….is that for the parade?)

Ruki: It’s a crowd so don’t go away from me.

Yui: Ye- yes….

(Nevertheless...does he have any guess of where to go)

(All we’re doing is going ahead for a while….)

(...Anyway, let’s follow him)

Place: Mornstein Hotel, Entrance

Yui: (kh...This place…)

(Hotel, right…?)

Mornstein Hoten Clerk: Welcome. Are you here for reserving?

Ruki: Yeah, that’s right. I am Mukami.

Mornstein Hoten Clerk: So, you have made a reservation of two people. Thank you for waiting.

Please sign here…

Ruki: Gotcha.

Yui: ...Re- reservation…? *Blushing*

Ruki: For doing anything, we’ll need to live in a specific place right?

Plus there will be so many customers for the parade. That’s why I have reserved just in case.

Yui: I- I see….you’re right…

(Looks like he’s not a hesitant person at all….)

(I am somehow unexpectedly aware of this situation…)

Place: Mornstein Hotel, Guest Room

Yui: (...This….!)

(Wa- wait a sec...we’ll share a single room…!?)

(Wha- what should I do…!)

Ruki: …? Is there anything wrong?

Yui: Eh...because, that’s….

I thought we’re gonna have separate rooms…

(I’ll spend all the time staying in the same room with him, what kind of face can I make at this rate…!?)

Ruki: Fufu...what’s up with that face? Are you dissatisfied with having the same room?

Yui: ...I- it’s not true though…

Ruki: Then, what could it be? ...Oh, I see now…

Yui: Eh…?

Ruki: Are you expecting something else?

Yui: Eeeh!?

Ruki: Say it without holding back. What are you actually expecting?

Yui: E- expecting…!?

Ruki: ...Don’t lie. You’re making an upset face, you know?

Come on, sit here. I’ll listen to you.

Yui: Ah…!

*Ruki undresses her*

Yui: Ru- ruki kun…!

Ruki: Fufu…

Yui: (...I- It’s almost like he’s hugging me…!)

Ruki: ...Tell me what were you expecting? Say.

Yui: Th- there’s nothing….I was expecting…

Ruki: ...I won’t let you go until you say it.

Yui: ….Even if you say it…

Ruki: ….Is that so. It can’t be helped. I’ll punish you if you just hide...this this...nh…*kiss*

Yui: Kyaa…!

Ruki: ...How was it? Have you intended to say it now?

Yui: ………

(What can I do...I don’t know how to explain…!)

Ruki: Hm...seriously. You’re a tough one. Then I’ll …

*Ruki kisses Yui*

Yui: ….nh…!

Ruki: ...nn…

Yui: (Ruki kun…!)

(What now...I am facing these conditions, that’s even just after coming to the demon world…)

(We just started searching my heart but, it’s already at his pace….!)

(Then I won’t be able to possess my own body…)

Ruki: ...Hmph, you’re very calm today.

The people who lack concentration need to be punished even more, no? Nh…nh...

*He kisses*

Yui: Nnnh…!

(No...my face’s become really red…)

*After a while*

Ruki: It’s tea, you drink too.

Yui: Th- thank you…

Ruki: For today’s conversation 一

Yui: (...Talking about Ruki kun, he’s surprisingly normal…)

(About that thing he did while ago too…) *blushes*

(kh...What am I thinking…! No, I just can’t!)

(As I thought, it’s weird that I am the only one to think this way…)

Ruki: ...Oi, are you listening?

Yui: Eh? Ye- yes...Of course, I am listening!

Ruki: Haa...as I thought, today you’re unexpectedly losing concentration.

If that's the case then I shall discipline you by giving that punishment once again?

Yui: kh….!

(Th- that’s….!)

Ruki: Hmph, if you don’t want then, listen to my conversation. I am talking about something important.

Yui: Mhm, Got it…

Ruki: I told you before coming here though,

The very first decision will be to talk with the people who have experience getting back stolen things before. 

Yui: ….You’re right.

Ruki: I’ve already left the familiars there to collect the information.

Yui: (kh...Ruki kun, as expected of him…!)

Ruki: Their reports also contained useless ones, but there are also numerous worthy informations I received.

Let’s try to use the advantages at once.

Yui: Yes, understood.

Ruki: According to the familiars, there’s a man among qualified people, who lives near this place.

We should immediately visit him I think.

Yui: That’s right.

(I hope he will give us some hints…)

Place: Rubean Lake

Yui: (The reflected light on the canal water looks really amazing…)

This town uses gondolas for traveling, right?

Ruki: Yeah, as you can see. The waterways are developing.

The man that we have business with is the owner of a certain shop. We’ll can have clear concepts if we meet him in the shop but…

Well, all you have to do is to just follow me.

Yui: Yes, got it.

(Exactly, I can be at ease if I leave everything up to him.)

Place: Glimmer Street, front of Wagon Main street

Ruki: Right ahead of this road. 

Yui: (Uwaa...I am getting overflowed with these crowds…)

(Even so…)

(I am smelling something really good for a while)

(....Crepes' pretzels...and there’s different kinds of stalls...all are specially for the parade, I guess.)

(Somehow, I am feeling hungry out of nowhere….)

Ruki: ……..

Yui: Hm? What’s wrong?

Oh, so the store of that man we’re searching is around here…?

Ruki: No, it’s not like that. Something really smells good. If I guess, it’s crepes huh…

...It’s rare so, wanna eat some?

Yui: Eh? Crepe?

Ruki: Yeah.

→ Selection

But / でも... (+correct)

I’ll eat! / 食べる!

Yui: ………

Ruki: ….? What’s wrong? If you like something other then, I’ll go with that…

Yui: Oh, nope. It’s not what I meant. Shall I eat, the creep…

(But...it’s very rare for him to offer me like this…)

(Could it be... 一)

Ruki: Which flavour?

Yui: Umm...I’ll go with the strawberry one….

Ruki: Got it. Wait a little here.

*Walks away*

Yui: (He’s gone…)

Place: Diamante Fountain

Yui: Mn…

(This crepe is really delicious….!)

Ruki: ….Delicious? It’s somehow understandable by looking at your expression though….

Yui: Fufu, it’s super yummy. What about having some?

Ruki: I am….

Well, then I will have just one bite.

Yui: Mhm, here you go.

Ruki: ….

...Good taste.

Yui: Fufuh

This expression is likely you.

(Nevertheless, I was a little surprised when he ate the crepe suddenly)

(If it would be the usual Ruki kun, then he would prefer to search for something to hold the food…)

(As expected, it means that he’s taking care of me…?)

Ruki: ...Anyway, let’s hurry. Our aimed store is right ahead.

Yui: Yes.

Place: Glimmer Street, Aizen back street

Ruki: ……….

Yui: (Somehow, it’s a place of no sign of people…)

(But, he’s just going ahead…)

(I must not lose the sight of him)

*After a moment*

Ruki: ...I think it should be right ahead…

But, it’s the end point... Let’s go back.

Yui: Eh…?

Ruki: ...What? Hurry and come.

Yui: Neh, Ruki kun...could it be…

Ruki: ...Yeah. We’ve gotten lost.

Yui: (Kh….Ruki kun is….!?) *Blushing*

Ruki: What’s, that face….

...Is it bad for me to get lost?

Yui: N- not bad...but…

 Normally, getting lost like this for the Ruki kun who’s very reliable...fufuh

(...It’s a little cute, I think…)

Ruki: ...So, what’s wrong with that? Doesn’t make sense.

*Grabs her*

Yui: (H- he just dragged me towards the wall…)

Ruki: Oi, stop laughing and say the rest. If you don’t, then again…

Yui: N- no...I didn’t really laugh to make a fool of you…

I am feeling like you’re showing your sides that you don’t show often, it made me happy…

….I also like that side of yours...I thought…

Ruki: ngh…..

...For livestock making fun like this, you’re really a cheeky one…

I knew, you still have many ways to go to be disciplined. Nh…*kiss*

Yui: ...nh…

Ruki: ….nh...this amount isn’t enough yet. I’ll do this….

*Undresses*

Ruki: Haah...nnnh...mnnn….*sucking*

Yui: kh…!

Ruki: ...mnn….mmmn….!

Yui: Ru...Ruki kun…! In such a place…

Ruki: I don’t care about such things. More than it, right now...haa...nh…

Yui: (No way….my strength is fading…)

*Sound*

Ruki: kh…!?

Yui: (....! The wall just moved…!?)

*Screen shakes*

*BG black*

Yui: Kya…!

(There was a hole in this place….!)

(No! I’ll fall…!)

Ruki: Yui…!

Yui: (Eh…?)

Place: Underground corridor / 地下回廊

Yui: (...I’m floating, in the air…?)

Ruki: Haa...I managed to make it in time. That was a close one.

Yui: (I see, he held me by flying…)

Thank you. You saved me…

(I thought we were gonna fall together for that crumbled brick…)

By the way, this place…?

Yui: (Water is also flowing in this place…)

(I didn’t think that there’s such a place in the underground…)

*Let down Yui*

Ruki: I get it. With the underground corridor, he meant this place huh.

Yui: Underground corridor…?

Ruki: Actually, I have been searching this entrance for a while.

That proposed boy’s shop seemed to be in this underground corridor.

Yui: A shop in such a place…?

Ruki: Yeah. However, I can’t say this place has good walls.

And also I can’t say what kind of guy we’ll meet on hereafter. Don’t let your guard down for the sake of our goal.

Yui: Mhm, understood…

Ruki: Aight, then let’s go. It’s this way.

Yui: This place?

Ruki: Yeah, no mistake I believe.

Yui: (Not a shop if it looks like a mere basement room to me...what it could be that he’s selling…?)

(Oh, before meeting the shopkeeper, I should fix my clothes.)

*They’re going to inter*

Yui: (Alright…!)

*Knock*

Ruki: Oi, is the shopkeeper here? I sent the familiars before…

Shopkeeper Man: Yeah, it’s open. Come inside.

Ruki: Then, excuse us.

Place: Underground, Shopkeepers Shop /  地下道内店主の部屋

Shopkeeper Man: Oh, you’re that….

Ruki: Mukami Ruki. She is ...一

Yui: Ah, umm…

Komori Yui. Nice to meet you.

Shopkeeper Man: You’re here to discuss the time when Earl stole my thing right?

Ruki: Exactly.

Shopkeeper Man: Well, talking while standing is weird so have a seat. I’ll also have you some tea…

Yui: Th- thank you so much…

*After a while*

Ruki: ...I see. So you can’t say the time about how to get back that thing huh?

Shopkeeper Man: Yeah, that’s right…

Ruki: Why? If you don’t mind, then I want to hear the reasons…

Shopkeeper Man: ...Sorry. My bad, but I can’t say everything about that…

Following that, Earl forbade me to speak about it...and also...一

………..

Yui: ….?

Ruki: …….

Shopkeeper Man: You came here with troubles but I am not able to cooperate with you, really sorry for that…

Yui: That’s...it’s okay. Same here, sorry for raising such questions…

Ruki: If you have circumstances that we have no choice. We’ll try to find another way.

Sorry for pushing you. ….Then excuse me.

Shopkeeper Man: Yeah.

Place: Diamante Fountain

Yui: (At the end, we could get any useful information...what should we do…)

Ruki: Haah...don’t make such a face. That was just the first one, right?

Let’s try out the next. This right ahead.

Yui: Yes...that’s true.

(Exactly. It’s just he said.)

(It’s useless to feel down in the first place…)

Place: Diamante Fountain

Ruki: Haah….

Yui: ……..

Monologue 一

After that, we visited the people who were able to get back the stolen things…

That person made a mistake, he wasn’t able to get back the stolen thing.

I wonder how that shopkeeper was able to succeed by taking back the stolen thing?

Anyway, we returned back to the same place when we couldn’t get any information.

For these, we just sighed.

End of the Monologue

Ruki: Hah…

I thought we'd be able to get some information, but we failed…

I also made you visit there for a wasteful reason….sorry.

Yui: Such...you don’t have to apologize….

If I was to be all alone, then I wouldn’t even know where to get started…

Ruki: Certainly, it seems to be hard to find another way...what can we do…

Yui: That’s…

(...Ruki kun really did his best this far…)

(He was also concerned about me all the time…)

(I wonder if something I can do….for him….)

(kh….that’s right!)

Neh, Ruki kun, it’s a time waste if you just keep thinking about that right?

Won’t you like to change the place? Look, there’s an amusement park…

It’s a good time, so let’s ride there! No?

Ruki: Roller coaster….?

Yui: Yes! Talking about the amusement park, there’s also…

(It occasionally caught my eyes but…)

Ruki: But, right now, your heart….

Yui: I am fine. Kleinod hasn’t done something strange so….

No danger is coming right away….am I wrong?

Ruki: Good grief...saying these stuffs out of nowhere….

Yui: (He won't….huh…?)

Ruki: Haa….I have no choice. Roller coaster will do right…?

Yui: Yeah! Then….!

Ruki: It’s fine, I’ll accompany you.

Yui: (That’s good…!)

Place: Roller Coaster Boarding Gate

Attendant for rides: Well then everyone, please hold firmly the bar in front of you, okay!

Yui: (It’s gonna depart soon...I am somehow scared to get into it like this…)

(Hands are trembling…)

Ruki: Oi….

Yui: Eh? Wh- what….?

Ruki: What's wrong huh...you’re the one to invite me to ride it….

Yui: Eh…?

Ruki: ...No, it’s nothing. More importantly, move on?

Yui: kh...Ye- yes….

*After a while*

Ruki: Riding this in a while is making me feel refreshed.

Yui: Th- that’s right…

(I- I was scared…)

Ruki: …..Fufu...Ahahah!

Yui: Wh- what…?

(He’s smiling though….!)

Ruki: It means you’ve weakness in roller coasters don’t you?

Yui: Eh, it’s not the case….?

(...It’s not like I am very confident but…)

Ruki: Fuh, your manner of walking was doubtful, plus you’re very lacking in strength.

Your hands were trembling during the ride…

Yui: kh...You noticed…?

Ruki: ….Ofcourse! But, that’s fine.

Anyway, I know that you stressed your body to change my sorry feelings and company me.

Honestly, doing this I was able to change my mood.

Yui: Ruki kun…

Ruki: Plus... you also had a point.

It doesn’t mean that things will improve if I just fill myself with determination.

….For all of these, let’s search for a clue from tomorrow.

Yui: Eh…?

Ruki: I said just a little before, but I’ve changed my mood. I’ll date you for the whole day today.

It’s the parade after all, it’s okay to enjoy ourselves.

Yui: Yes…!

(Thank you so much, Ruki kun…!)

*Yui hugs Ruki*

Ruki: ...What? It’s unusual for you to wrap your arms around.

Yui: Ah...it’s for….that’s….

(I was so happy that I approa….!)

Ruki: It’s fine. Stay like this, since it’s a trouble if you stray away.

Here, come closer.

*Ruki hugs Yui closer*

Yui: Ah…!

(...He just hugged me…)

Ruki: Then, what’s next? I don’t mind your choice.

Yui: Let’s see….well….

Place: Glimmer Street, park

Yui: The view from the ferris wheel looks really great.

Ruki: Yeah, you’re right.

Yui: (Mirror house, then coffee cup and ferris wheel...we rode different kinds of rides.)

(....What’s the next?)

Ruki: Hey, livestock. What about having a match with me?

Yui: With you? I’m fine with but what is that….?

Ruki: ...That one.

Yui: (That one…)

Place: Game Center

Yui: Slot machine….?

(But having a match….choosing slot out of nowhere….)

Ruki: Do you think luck is everything?

Yui: Eh? Yes, that’s….well….

Ruki: Fufu, it’s true that I can’t ask until someone gets the hang of it, however it’s not something like one can perform well in this match just by getting skilled in observasions.

Yui: I- is that so…?

(But, it’s Ruki kun so I may not….)

Ruki: Hmph, what’ll you do? Will you not accept?

….I thought I will reward you depending on the result. How unfortunate.

Yui: kh…..Reward….?

Ruki: Well, if you don’t like it then don’t force it. Let’s move on somewhere…

Yui: Wa- wait! I’ll accept!

Ruki: ...Ho?

Yui: (It’s the Ruki kun after all to invite me afterall…)

(More than that, I am a little excited about the prize….)

Ruki: Fuh, Alright then. Let’s start right away.

→ Game

Words he said in the game 一

“Let’s start the game.”

“That’s the key to do that”

“Focus on”

“With this, it’s over. You did well, livestock.”

*If you win + (CG)*

Yui: kh….it means I am….

Ruki: Looks like it’s your victory. You know that game pretty well.

Yui: (I don’t believe that I will win against him…)

(I am happy….!)

Ruki: Then, let’s give you the prize as I promised.

It’s a prize for you.

I’ll specially permit you to touch your master’s body.

Yui: Eh…?

Ruki: Come on, you can touch as much as you want.

Yui: (kh….even if he says that….!)

Ruki: ….hm? What’s wrong? You don’t have to hesitate.

Yui: D-don't hesitate you say….

(....He’s just teasing me, right?)

Yui: Ruki kun, Umm...一kyaa!?

*He gets closer*

Ruki: It’s no good to deny your master's affection.

...I’ll punish you now. Nnh…*kiss*

*Fades to CG*

Yui: nnh….!

(Ruki kun…!)

Place: Rubean Lake

Yui: Haah….it’s enough for me to walk here and there around. I’ll just sleep when I’ll go back to the hotel.

...But, it was a lot of fun.

Ruki: Is that so? Then, it’s good.

...It’s a beautiful Moon.

Yui: Eh…?

*Looks at the sky*

Yui: ...It’s true.

Ruki: Ayway, from tomorrow, we have to get prepared and find a way to get back your heart.

Yui: Yes…

(He’s right. At the end, we don’t have any clue after all…)

(We have to do our best from tomorrow…)

*BG back again to Rubean lake*

Yui: ………

Ruki: ...Hah, don’t worry that much. I’ll of course manage a way.

Yui: ….Ruki kun…

Ruki: So, you can relax...一

*Yui holds Ruki’s hand*

Yui: I’m not worried at all, I’m fine. Because you’re with me like this…

I believe in you…

(Even though I can’t do nothing but holding his hand,)

(At least, I hope I can pass my true feelings towards him…)

Ruki: Yui…

You are holding my hands from yourself…

You also embraced me before, you’re very positive aren’t you.

Yui: M- may be…?

Ruki: But...this kind of you isn’t bad either.

Yui: Fufu…

(I’m glad…)

一 End of Chapter O 1

#This route includes game where u can get Cg if u win #cg is yui and ruki are kissing #ruki mukami #ruki mukami lunatic parade chapter 2 #chapter 2 #diabolik lovers #mukami #mukami ruki #ruki x yui #chapter 1

[wannajointhecrabcult]

Reckless Rescuer

I literally just came up with this idea at midnight last night when I was just starting to go into fever dream mode so... This will be interesting. You asked to be tagged so here you go @justconfusedperiod!

Imagine that Marinette never became Ladybug.

Master Fu chose actual adults to go save Paris while Sabine and Tom gave Marinette combat training.

Despite not being a hero Marinette was still caught up in a lot of akuma attacks (Because Hawkmoth is a bitter ass) so she learned how to use everything and anything to her advantage.

Even though she's crafty Marinette still dies in akuma attacks and gets revived by the Miraculous Cure at the end of the day.

As sad as it is, she becomes used to dying.

That doesn't mean that she TRIES to get hurt during attacks, it just means that she expects her life to end one day because of an akuma or something and for her to not come back, so dying isn't a fear for her anymore.

She also builds a tolerance for pain during attacks where she doesn't die, but still gets very injured.

It's amazing how trauma can practically destroy someone's life while others are just so desensitized that it doesn't affect them anymore.

One day the Dupain-Chengs move to Gotham to both expand their business, and to get away from a certain magic fueled fashion disaster.

I mean, seriously.

You're supposed to be a designer but here you are walking around looking like a cardboard candy cane beige toothpick of a man.

Don't get me started on what the heck happened with Hawkmoth's costume.

What is that?

Are you wearing a silver condom on your head or what??

Anyways, Marinette attends Damian's school and they bond over being the only one's not overly worried about danger in certain situations.

At one point Damian thought that she might have been a hero or something but threw that thought away when he witnessed her somehow fall UP a staircase. (I've actually done this before. Surprisingly it's pretty fun.)

All was fine and dandy until one afternoon when they were walking to Neti's place after school to work on a project.

They were walking through a less populated part of the city and were passing a shoe store when two thugs held them at a gunpoint demanding for their cash.

The youngest Wayne was fully prepared to attack the men when Marinette started scolding them for being rude?

Marinette: Hey! You can't just do that! Do you know how rude it is to interrupt someone's conversation?! Apologize right and leave us alone right now OR ELSE.

The two men just looked at her for a moment before doubling over and bursting out in laughter.

After all, what can this tiny school girl do to hurt them?

The first guy calmed down and was about to threaten them again when all of a sudden a pink flat was thrown at his face.

Because of he was unprepared and because of the force behind the flying shoe, he was knocked over and fell to the floor with a thud.

The second guys turned to look at the girl who just threw her shoe at his partner when he was suddenly wacked in the face as well.

So there they were.

Two teenagers, one with no shoes on, in front of a show store with two thugs at their feet.

Truly a sight to behold.

Marinette turns to Damian and asks him for his shoes.

When he doesn't respond (he's in shock) Marinette just shrugs, turns around, and SMASHES HER ARM THROUGH THE GLASS WINDOW OF THE SHOE STORE TO GRAB A CROC AND CHUCK IT AT THE FIRST GUY AGAIN BECAUSE HE WAS GETTING UP.

She then turns to the second dude who was on his knees and says in a dark tone, "You better go and leave us alone before I get my hands on a pair of iceskates. Got it?"

He nods his head and scrambles to run away from the short girl with pigtails that just single handedly smashed her arm through glass and was somehow not wincing in pain from her many bleeding cuts and she threw shoes at them.

His partner frantically got to his feet and followed him.

After making sure that the two would-be-muggers are far away Mari turns to Damian and waves her still bleeding hand in front of his face.

"Heelllooooo? Anybody home?"

She then shakes his shoulders a bit.

Damian, now no longer in shock, starts freaking out about her injuries.

"oh...my...gosh....oh my gosh... oH MY GOSH YOU'RE BLEEDING EVERYWHERE!! OHMYGOSH THAT WAS SO RECKLESS OF YOU, YOU COULD HAVE DIED AND OH NO YOU JUST STRAIGHT UP BROKE A GLASS WINDOW WITH YOUR BARE HANDS!! YOU FUCKING IDIOT YOU'RE HURT! WE NEED TO GETYOUFIRSTAIDOHMYGOSH!!!"

She tries to get him to calm down but that honestly makes him freak out even more.

"HOW ARE YOU NOT REACTING TO THE PAIN OF CUTTING YOUR ARM WITH MULTIPLE PIECES OF GLASS?!? YOU FREAKING THREW SHOES AT THEM! SHOES! WHAT IF YOU FREAKING DIED FROM THAT?!?"

"Well that would make it the 2615th time."

"...."

"....."

"Excuse me but wHAT DO YOU MEAN THAT WOULD'VE BEEN THE 2615TH TIME YOU DIED?!??!??"

Marinette was trying to get him to breathe since he was almost on the verge of a panic attack when the owner of the shoe store came out with a first aid kit.

The elderly woman proceeded to patch up Marinette's arm while thanking her for scaring away the muggers.

"Those two just keep scaring the customers away so I cannot thank you dearie enough!"

"Oh, it was no problem ma'am. They really needed to learn some manners anyways!"

"They really are so rude aren't they. And there we go! Your arm is all bandaged up. I would be careful with it if I were you."

She old lady then turns to Damian who has calmed down a bit now that Marinette's arm is bandaged.

"You've got quite a wild girlfriend here. Be sure to watch out for her safety or else you're gonna lose her."

That causes the two teens faces to burn red.

"Oh no you've got it wrong. She's not my girlfriend although I do agree that I should start looking out far her health more." He turns to Marinette as he says the last bit.

She just replies with a sheepish smile and a shrug.

"She's definitely going to give me gray hairs early."

The store owner gave Marinette and Damian a knowing look before sending the two on their way.

On the walk to Marinette's house Damian kept scolding her for her brash decisions and worrying over her arm at the same time.

At one point Damian asked her if she could actually feel the pain from her cuts or not and she just replied with "I got injured a lot when I lived in Paris so I have a high pain tolerance. This isn't even the worst wound I've ever gotten."

Needless to say, that did not reassure Damian at all.

When they did reach their destination they ended up deciding to finish the project on another day to let Marinette's arm heal a bit.

He calls Alfred to pick him up and when faced with the butler's questioning stare he just replies with "Too much excitement for today."

Before the limo drove off Marinette ran outside to the car and handed Damian a bag full of pastries.

"Consider this an apology for making you freak out so much."

He nodded and took the bag but still told her "You're an idiot you know right?"

"Haha. Or so I've been told." She shrugs. "See you tomorrow in class if you're not too traumatized!"

"Tt. We live in Gotham. It's gonna take more than that to truly scar me. Although I have to say, that's the closest someone's gotten in a long time. Don't do it again."

"No promises!" Marinette yells as the limo drives off.

That night Damian got a nightmare filled with shoes.

Marinette is now known and feared throughout the more amateur criminal community.

True to her word, Marinette tried to reduce the amount of risky choices that she took.

I mean, there was that incident with the llamas, trumpets, and skateboards but we don't talk about that.

Her safety streak ended when Damian was kidnapped.

And by the Joker no less.

Ya, no.

She's not just gonna stand by while her friend litteraly gets kidnapped by a clown man thing when she could do something about it.

The Joker called the Waynes through a video chat and threatens the dump Damian into a pool filled with unidentified and possibly contaminated water until they give him half a million dollars.

And because it's a two way video chat and all of the Waynes (except Damian) are there they can't 'call the batfam' to save him.

Because they were all so busy panicking and Joker was busy laughing, no one but Damian noticed a dark silhouette sneaking around in the shadows.

The moment he saw them he immediately knew who it was.

'Oh no. ThaT'S MY IDIOT!!'

Marinette noticed Damian's panicked stare on her and just, gave him a thumbs up? Before going back into the darkness.

'Oh no oh no ohnoohnononono what's she doing?!' He thought to himself as he heard quiet shuffling in the shadows.

Going back to the screen, Bruce was about to send the money when all of a sudden a bright light was turned on from behind the Joker to the left.

And they weren't expecting what they saw.

There under the light was someone in a Barney the Dinosaur costume sitting in a rainbow bumper car with a radio and a bag filled with something strapped in the passenger side.

TrULy RaDiAnT.

The purple dino turned on the radio, (which was playing the Barney theme song) made eye contact with the clown, and promptly said "Beep beep bitch." in a robotic voice (there was a voice changer in the costume) before driving full speed at him.

At first the Joker tried to run away from the vehicle but for some reason the bumper car was extremely fast and RAN HIM OVER before turning around,

AND FUCKING DOING IT AGAIN!!

Double oof.

They did this around 12 times before the Joker managed to push up from under the bumper car at the perfect time.

Marinette did a backflip (dramatics are guaranteed) as she jumped out of the rainbow ride while simultaneously throwing the radio at the Joker at full force.

The Joker, not expecting that, was thrown against the base of a wall.

He got up just in time to see his attacker pull out a shoe from the bag and chuck it at his nuts.

*cue everyone either laughing at his pain or wincing in sympathy*

The Barney pulls out a sandal from the bag and throws it at his face and uses a black stiletto to pin the clown's arm tO THE FRIGGING WALL when he reaches to touch where the flip flop hit him.

(Is there a difference between sandals and flip flops?)

She then uses another stiletto (a red one this time) to pin his other arm and pulls out YET ANOTHER SHOE (a rainboot) to hit his face.

...again....

This time he gets knocked out though so there's that.

...

....

.....

The power of FOOTWEAR!!

The purple and green dinosaur goes to untie Damian while his family just watch through the screen with their jaws on the floor, still processing what the actual heck just happened.

They get snapped out of their shock when the youngest Wayne launches himself into the Barney's arms and starts rambling about how worried he was and did the store owner give you all those shoes and why the heck did you follow me here.

They don't know what they were expecting the person under the Barney costume to look like but they definitely weren't expecting a young girl with pigtails wearing stilts to come out.

Apparently she needed them to fit into the suit.

Damian: How did you even know I was in trouble?

Marinette: I sorta have a six sense for this kind of stuff. It's disappointing that I didn't get to use all of my amo though :(

Damian: Wait. You brought MORE shoes?

Marinette: Yep! And a couple other things as well. Like this trumpet case, and this bowling ball, and this duck themed alarm clock (I have one lol), and oh! Wait a moment would ya?

*walks over to the pool and dumps around 30 bath bombs in*

Marinette: There! Now this place will smell super nice!

Damian: Did you just dump a ton of bath bombs into a pool of unidentified liquid?

Marinette: Yep!

Damian: Let me rephrase that. Did you just dump a ton of bath bombs into a pool of possibly chemically contaminated water which could possibly have a bad reaction to the bath bombs which could possibly explode or just generally be the death of us?

Marinette: ........

Damian: ........

Marinette: ......

Damian: ........

Marinette: ....well it wouldn't be the FIRST time I-

Damian close to tears: yEs I KnOw PLeaSe StOp ReMinDiNg mE.

Ya so this was just a random idea I had and that I will probably not be adding to but y'all reading this are more than welcome to! If you do continue or make your own little spins on this please tag me! I would love to read them :D

#this is what happens when i think of shoes at like 2am #Barney is a boss bitch #maribat #maridami #damimari #marinette x damian #damian x marinette #daminette #miraculous crossover #mlb x dc #miraculous x dc #chaotic marinette

[kpop---writings]

Playboy Prince 3

Prince Im Jaebum.

Part 3.

“Welcome back, Prince Im Jaebum,” The butler does a 90 degree bow, “Hello, Princess Y/N.” He turns his attention to you, bowing again.

You nod your head with a smile.

“I’ll take your bags.”

He reaches for Prince Jaebum and while reaching for yours, he gives Jaebum a questioning look.

“You can take her bags to my room as well,” Jaebum already knew what he was thinking

As the butler walks off with both of your bags, Jaebum begins walking further into the castle. You right on his tail.

His castle was very much different from yours. Your parents loved the white marble and classy look. Almost everything in your castle was white, white marble, or some other shade close to white allowing for a slight contrast. With the occasional bright colored piece of decor.

But the Ims’ castle. It was very rich with gold details everywhere and darker shades. Completely opposite what you were used to. Not that you were complaining, it was nice to see something different. It made you feel like you didn’t need to be so cautious about leaving any kind of dirt behind. 

You hadn’t noticed Prince Jaebum had stopped walking and began to watch you admire his castle. 

“Not what you’re used to, Princess?”

His voice catches you off guard and you quickly look over to him.

“No.” You reply, walking towards where he’s standing, next to a large exotic painting of some animal. “It is very beautiful, though. I can see myself living here.” You give him a wink.

He smirks, “Wait until you see my room.”

---

Prince Jaebum gives a pretty intricate tour of the castle, showing you even the secret passage ways. You’re so in awe the whole time. Their castle gives of a completely different energy than what you’re used to, but you absolutely love it. The dark flooring and walls with gold detail was so captivating to you.

Jaebum, again, watches you closely. Taking advantage of you being completely distracted by his home to look at you. Specifically your lips.

As you’re looking around at everything, you catch his stare.

“What?” You ask confused, “Is there something on my face?” You began feeling all over your face.

He lets out a breathy chuckle, “No, you just look like a kid in a candy store. Have never seen any castle other than your own?”

“I mean I have, but most of the time they all have the same interior.” You look back at some of the paintings in the hallway you’re standing in, “Definitely not covered with such unique art.”

“And what’s with the kid thing again?” You ask.

Prince Jaebum shakes his head, “Just waiting on you to prove otherwise, Princess.”

---

“Come on. Time for the best part.” He grabs your arm and takes you up the stairs and down a long hallway until you reach a set of tall double doors, black and gold of course.

He pushes them open and steps aside for you to walk in first.

The first thing you notice is the big king sized bed in the middle of the room, with dark red bedding and a sheer, black canopy draping off the top from every side of the frame. You briefly wonder how many women he’s fucked on there.

Jaebum walks past you to the middle of the room and spreads his arms out, “So this is our room, what do you think?” With an extra emphasis on the word “our.”

On the outside you give him an annoyed look and roll your eyes, but on the inside, you’re actually screaming. That’s cute.

“It’s cute, actually. The bed, especially, seems cozy.”

He tilts his head to the side, “So the bed is what caught your attention, huh?”

“Because I like to sleep, Prince Jaebum.” 

You hear him sigh, dramatically.

“I know what you’re doing, you know.” He says, as you walk around the room, touching and looking at everything. 

You don’t look at him as a smile creeps on your face, “And what is it I’m doing?”

“You know. That thing where you keep saying things that could have a double meaning.” You turn to look at him and see he’s sitting at the end of the bed now. “What are you up to, Princess?”

He looks absolutely delicious right now. He’s seated so beautifully at the end of the bed, legs parted, and leaning back onto his hands. You imagine how he would react if you just got down on your knees in front of him right now. You subconsciously lick your lips, a little too slow.

“Hello! Princess!” He starts waving his hands around, “What are you thinking about?” He’s smirking now.

You ignore him and continuing looking around at everything. 

He lets you look around a little bit, allowing you to get a little more comfortable with your new home.

“Why don’t you come over here with me,” he’s lying down now, eyes on you.

You slowly walk towards the side of the bed he’s laying on and he scoots over and pats the bed next to him, signaling for you to lie down.

Okay. Laying next to him won’t cause any harm. Right?

---

You two lay in silence for a while, you momentarily forget about all the teasing and banter you two normally do. It’s nice actually. You guys are actually cuddling right now. His arm wrapped over you while you rest on his other.

Jaebum feels different with you. He’s never allowed any girl in his room, let alone his bed. He never cuddled any of the other princesses he fucked, he felt like that involved too much emotion and would complicate things. This, though, with you was very relaxing.

The sound of you speaking breaks the comfortable silence.

“Prince Jaebum ca-”

“You can just call me Jaebum, Princess.”

“Jaebum,” saying just his name feels nice. Like he trusts you.

 “Can I ask you a question and get a very honest answer?”

Jaebum just knows it’s about the rumors. Of course he’ll be honest with you, you’re about to marry him, so what’s the point in lying about it anymore?

“Princess, any question you have I will answer honestly. I have no reason to lie to you, we’re about to be married.” He responds

That makes you smile. You also think maybe it’s just because there’s nothing you could really do about whatever the answer is except just knowing about it from him himself.

“I want to know how many women you’ve fucked.”

 You lean up on your arm, facing him. 

“You want the absolute truth?”

“That’s what I said.”

“I’ve only been with four, one of them isn’t even a princess.”

You sit up fully now. Is he lying to you right now?

“You’re lying. You just told me you were going to be honest.”

“I also told you I have no reason to lie.”

He sits up too, so you’re now sitting across from each other.

“I slept with Princess Sooyoung , you know, the princess of all princesses. She wasn’t a good fuck so I never asked to see her again, which she did not take well. Apparently she thought us fucking meant I wanted her to be my queen, so with the help of her friends, they all spread the rumor about me.”

You can see the sadness in his eyes. He always seemed like he was proud to have such a reputation, but watching him tell the story you can see it actually did bother him, there was just nothing he could do about it and he knew it.

You reach up to rub his arm, in a comforting way. 

“Hey. I believe you, Jaebum.”

He looks up at you with longing eyes. He looks at your lips briefly and then back to your eyes.

You want to kiss him. So bad.

Lucky for you, he leans in first.

His soft lips against yours feels like heaven. You feel like you’re in a dream, getting lost in the motion of your lips moving in sync with his.

You feel his hand touch your thigh and you tense. He notices.

He quickly pulls his hand away and pulls away from the kiss. “I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable or anything I just-

“Jaebum,” You cut him off. “I wasn’t uncomfortable. I just wasn’t expecting it.”

You move closer to him and grab his hand to put back on your thigh, a little bit higher than where he put it. You lean in to kiss him, this time going lower.

You slowly give him an open mouthed kiss on his neck, sucking on the skin as you pull away and go back up to his lips.

Jaebum could feel himself growing in his pants at the way you just kissed his neck.  He moves his hand up your body from your thigh to your waist and pulls you onto his lap, never breaking the kiss. He makes sure to push his hard on into you so you know exactly how you’re making him feel right now.

The feeling of his dick lightly rubbing against your clit is making you unbelievably wet. You just want him inside you already filling you completely, you can just tell it’s incredibly thick.

Just as you start grinding down even harder against him, the phone rings. You look over and see it’s his mom calling. 

“Jae- Jaebum,” you breathe out, “It’s your mom, you need to answer it.”

He groans and throws his head back in frustration reaching for his phone.

You stay seated on top of him as he speaks to her. He looks really good under you, his lips plump, face red from the heated moment, and hair a little disheveled from running your hands through it.

After about 10 minutes you realize the conversation isn’t ending soon and you’re starting to feel awkward just sitting here and staring at him. You decide to go shower away the day of travel and the arousal that soaked your panties. It was beginning to get uncomfortable.

You move to get up and Jaebum grabs your leg and gives you a questioning look. You mouth ‘shower’ as you continue to get up. 

He looks sad almost.

---

You strip out of your clothes and step into the hot water. You hum in content. This feels really nice. 

Your mind starts to wander back to what was about to happen and you get that feeling in your stomach again. You close your eyes, lean your head back letting the water hit you, and slide your fingers down your chest all the way to where you needed it most. You can just picture what his dick looks like and you remember how it felt against you.

You let out a sigh as you rub your clit to the thought of Jaebum.

You don’t even hear his footsteps as walks in the very spacious shower behind you.

“Are you starting without me, Princess?”

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[housamo-side-blog-2]

A FAMILIAR FACE PART 1

CONTINUEING!.

Harumo:Who was that guy?

That was the last question you muttered before falling asleep and dreaming about stuff, however, this time, its different your dreaming about the time where you’ve met that stranger when you were with Ryota at the shopping street, there you could see the stranger dressed with a black jacket and blue shorts,you thought you could finally see the stranger’s true face, however the image you’re being shown is only what your mind have captured and the stranger’s face appears black being covered by its hoodie, 

Harumo:Oh c’mon!, even here i couldn’t even see it.....Why am i so determined to see this person?

With your curiosity intact while asleep,you struggled to sleep as you move around in your bed making a lot of creaking noises while the night passes by hopefully those noises won’t wake up anybody, 

{NEXT DAY}

Its another day at Shinjuku Academy, the place where both transients and students of Tokyo are educated and taken care off, The summoners are in Class E chatting like the usual friends they and Kengo being shouted by Shiro for sitting on top of table,Ryota tells the others about what they did back at the shopping street of Shinjuku Park and you happen to have just arrived.

Harumo: Morning Guys!

Shiro: Good Morning Harumo, you look well today.

Kengo: How you doin partner.

Moritaka: Good Morning to you too Harumo, 

Ryota: Morning Harumo!.

Toji: Good Morning to you too.

Harumo: Looks like i made it in time for the first time guys.

Shiro: Indeed, did you have a good sleep?

Harumo: Nope!, I couldn’t stop thinking about that stranger yesterday.

Kengo: What,did you guys fought or something?

Ryota: Oh yeah! When we were running in the shopping street, i accidentaly bump into someone, 

Moritaka: I see, It appears you are not hurt Ryota.

Ryota: Nah, im fit as a feedle,its a good thing it wasn;t that serious.

Shiro: Im glad to hear that, but next time be careful when go running around in crowded areas.

Kengo: You know, your starting to sound like my mom, 

Shiro: i think you mean as a responsible adult. 

Kengo:*mutter* A boring one to be honest.

Shiro: What was that?!

Ryota: Anyway, Guys!, you have got to try Ebisu’s rainbow buns,they are the best buns you could have ever tasted!

Moritaka:Who’s Ebisu?

Ryota: Oh, He’s one of the stall vendors at shopping district, Harumo is actually friends with him. Man you guys were missing out on the deliciousness those buns where giving.

Moritaka: For Ryota to praise someone’s pastry so much, must mean that those Rainbow Buns must be really delicious.. maybe I’ll join you today,is that okay Ryota? 

Ryota:Yay!, Moritaka is coming! Always,the more the merrier they say, how about that Harumo?

Harumo: With the two of you,its going to get really fun.

Moritaka:Im grateful for you acceptance. 

Ryota: How about you guys? wanna come along?

Shiro:Im terribly sorry,I have after school cooking classes today, maybe next time then.

Kengo:No can do Ryota, i have an important sparring match today.

Toji: I also can’t come as well, because, i was tasked to guard the shrine today. My apologies.

 Harumo; AWWW, I really want to spend time with you all.

Shiro; Im terribly sorry, I’ll be sure to come with you next time.

Kengo:Yeah me too.

Toji; Maybe next time then.

Ryota:All right then, its just going to be the three of us.

Harumo and Moritaka:Yeah!

Three of you are going to be hanging today and Mr Jinn has finally arrived and is now about to start his class and the next class and so. Yup a normal school day, You go on with your studies,unknowing about the events that are going to happen.

[After 6 hours}

[SCHOOL BELL RINGS}

Class has finally ended, you’ve finally have some room to stretch your arms from the long period of sitting on your chair, 

Harumo: Ah, my shoulders are starting to get tense,

Ryota:Yay!, im so excited to go the shopping area again, are you excited Moritaka?

Moritaka:Well, off course, nothing is much more excitable than going out with your friends. 

Shiro: I have to go the economics room for my cooking class, see you later everyone.

Kengo: Man, all that sitting around made my shoulders hurt, gotta get some warm up then, see ya.

Toji: I’ll be leaving now, Good luck!

Harumo: See you later Guys!.

Ryota:Okay guys lets meet up infront of the school after we put in our bags at the dorms.

Moritaka:All right Ryota, I’ll see you two later then,

Harumo: See you guys later!

{Dorm Room}

You’ve arrived at your dorm room, put down your bag at the side and took a quick lie down on your bed facing the ceiling, you reminence about whether you are going to meet that stranger again. caught up in your thoughts your butler make his entrance.

{Ring flashes}

Lil Salomon: Hello Master!, Oh,you seem to be lost in thought. 

Harumo: Yeah, i keep on thinking about that that guy we met.

Lil Salomon: You mean the stranger that you and Ryota met at the shopping area?

Harumo: Yes.

Lil Salomon: Hmm, laying down won’t do anything Master, C’mon your friends are probably waiting for you.

Harumo: Oh, yeah thanks for reminding me. 

Lil Salomon: Thats my job as your butler Master,toodles.

You changed your clothes and wore casual clothes and went towards Shinuku Park where your supposed to be meeting, 

{BLACK SCREEN}

[DARK ALLEY}

The dark alley”s of Shinjuku is the favorite meeting spot of several criminals whether its transactions or  place to hang out, In one the alleies is one particular transient that is one to feared off, He is a guy of great strength, heartless intent, and a cold one. is seen laying down on a beaten couch snoring loudly, 

Once a comfy slumber, now turn into a hellish reality to him, as a bunch of strangers not knowing the danger they’re waiking towards.

Thug: Hey idiot, this is our turf! get lost!

Stranger:*Snoring* 

Thug 2: Looks like this runt needs a wake up call.

Thug 3: Heh, How about we bash his head on then.

The trio of idiots did not know who they were messing with as they laugh at the sleeping stranger with the intent to put him in slumber forever....

However....

Stranger: Hey,...... Thanks for the suggestion.

 Thug 1: What the......

The thug quickly had his head smacked on the stone floor, with the sudden emergence of the stranger now with a malicious grin, the other thugs could only watched in surprise as they could not register what just transpired infront of them. With a blink of an eye the other thug who was beside had his entire body thrown in the garbage pile,

Thug 3: H-hey..wHAT the hell is happening!? ,who are you?..

Panicked and fearing for what the stranger is going to do to him,a cold voice whispered to his ear and soon after, the unlucky guy ,was flung towards at a wall knocked out.

Stranger: Psst, Pathethic,man they really ruined my sleep,*yawn* it was getting good. 

Not soon after his stomach released a rumbling sound.

Stranger: I haven’t eaten in a while, maybe i should go get something from the shopping area at the Park. 

{END OF SCENE}

{Outside area of Shinjuku Park} 

You have arrived at a traffic stop and across it is your destination, Shinjuku Park, hom your friends are currently waiting for you at the food area, you are waiting for the traffic light to turn green as you wait the timer on it decreases over time, 

Harumo: What the...

You see an orange cat infront of you, when suddenly..

Harumo: Im not gonna make it...

You hurried towards the cat,that is about to be run over by a truck, everything turned slow as you see the truck getting closer and you aren’t even close to saving the poor creature from its painful death,

 A shadow appeared fast infront of you and saved the cat infront of you,however as soon as you get your bearings back,you only saw a cat running towards you,even though you didn’t save it in time,but the worked of a mysterious stranger who’s movements are so fast they appear to be inhuman.

Harumo: What...just happened? 

You realized, that was the same stranger from before and just disappeared infront of you. went on to search for him and looking left and right for him but you only see passerbies.

Harumo: What the....Where did he go? 

To no signs of him everywhere,you went on with your day and made it towards your destination.

{Shinjuku Park}

Ryota and Moritaka are sitting a bench constantly waiting for their friend to arrived and Ryota”s stomach is starting to rumble fom all the waiting and constant seeing the food placed on the passerby’s hands with its smell wafting through the air.

Harumo: Sorry guys! im late.

Ryota: You’ve made it!

Moritaka: There you are.

Ryota: Im so hungry, and seeing everyone with delicious food in their hands makes me drool.

Moritaka: Holy cow! Ryota i didn’t even notice the drool on the bench!

Ryota: That just means im very hungry, C’mon lets go.

Harumo: Right with you.

Ryota quickly dashes towards the shopping area and starts looking at the delicious food they have in stock,one by one,Ryota dashes from one store to another with inhuman speed like he isn’t affected by his hunger a moment ago. 

Moritaka: Ryota, would you please slow down?, you’re dashing everywhere.

Ryota: Heheh, sorry,...Oh,how about we go to Ebisu’s shop, i think they should be open right about now. Lets go.

Harumo: Woah! slow down, you don’t want to bump into someone again don’t you?.

Ryota: Oh yeah, sorry, Lets waik then.

Moritaka: I could never figure out,how much energy Ryota has.

{Ebisu”s stall}

Ebisu: Hi guys, its so nice to see you two again.

Harumo: HI Ebisu, 

Ryota: Heya Ebisu, I would like you to meet my friend Moritaka here.

Moritaka: Its an honor to meet you Ebisu, my name is Moritaka Shino Inuzuka i hope we could be great friends.

Ebisu: Nice to meet you Moritaka, Im Ebisu im one of the Seven Lucky Gods.

Ryota: Wait, you’re a God? 

Moritaka: Holy smokes, to think im actually meeting a God!

Ebisu: Uhm, guys.... i just inherited the memories of one of the seven luckly Gods.

Ryota: Thats still a big deal.

Ebisu: It really isn’t. ....Anyway what are you buying?

Ryota: 10 rainbow buns please!.

Moritaka: My word Ryota!, are you really eating that much?

Ryota: Don’t worry I’ll share with you guys.

Ebisu: Comin right up. Please wait a moment a please.

As you wait patiently for Ebisu’s rainbow buns, you look around the area and see a lot of people comin in and out of the area and buying delicious food, everyone in the vicinity is either seen eating takoyaki, holding a lot of bags full of food,Ryota’s nose is moving like a hound on a hunt for prey as he faces a stall with delicious fried chicken and another stall with squid on a stick.All of this different kinds of cuisine is seen one place as the smells of different foods mixed together wafting the air you currently breath and could not help but tingle your taste buds even you aren’t tasting anything, the smell alone is enough to make Ryota drool.

Moritaka: So..Many different smells coming into my nose, ,,Ahh im practicly drooling over the scents.

Ryota: I know right, we’re going to try every last one of them.

Harumo: Lets hope we brought enough money for it. 

Ebisu: All right 10 rainbow buns, order up! 

Ryota: OOOHHH! It smells so delicous Ebisu, 

Ebisu: Hehehe, Thanks for coming by, hope you come back again.

Harumo: Im going to miss you Ebisu.

Ebisu: Eh, Uhm Im going to miss you too Harumo.

Ryota: See you later Ebisu!

Moritaka: I hope we could meet again someday Ebisu, bye bye.

Ebisu: See you later Ryota! i also hope to see you again Moritaka, bye bye

Waving at Ebisu and waiking around while eating the delicous rainbow buns Ryota bought, Moritaka could not help but be in aww about how delicious it was. 

Moritaka: This rainbow buns are really delicious especially the green one. It taste like tea.

Ryota: Yeah, here,try this orange one, i bet it taste just like oranges or peaches.

Moritaka: *chewing sound* Mmmm, It taste exactly like oranges, here would like to taste it also Harumo?

Harumo: Only if you feed it to me.

Moritaka: Oh, okay then,, say ahh.

Harumo:Ahhhh * chewing sound*.........MMMMM it taste just like oranges, this is delicous.

Ryota: I think i should have a go with this white one. 

Moritaka: What do you think it would taste like? 

Ryota: One way to find out, Itadikimasu! * chewing sound*

Ryota swallows the bun and takes a second of silence, 

Harumo: Uhm...Ryota? 

Moritaka: Ryo-

Ryota: ITS DELICIOUS! 

Moritaka: Ahh, Ryota you surprised me, What did it taste like.

Ryota: Its White chocolate, and its so creamy!

Harumo: Really?!, Can i try it? 

Ryota: Sure, here you go. 

Harumo: All right down the hatch you g-

{SCREAM]

As you are about to enter a world of flavor, you were interrupted by a sudden scream from a woman, and quickly hurried over to check it out. 

Moritaka: There! 

Harumo: Hey stop!

You discovered a blue bearlike transient with a knife on its hands and threatening someone,  and when they saw you and Moritaka with a sword on his back, the robber immediately turns to take the poor lady hostage. 

Robber: Now you stay back!, Or else i’ll cut her throat out!.

Ryota: *gasping for air* hey guys i made it and Whoah! 

Harumo: You better stop this right now! 

Robber: Oh, how about make me then punk! 

Moritaka who was about to draw out his blade, noticed by the robber he immediately step back with the hostage using her as a human shield, The people behind him are steping back as they fear it could only worsen the situation. confident in his ploy, the robber tries to demand money from eveyone,    

Unfortunately with his head turned around and not noticing the chubby guy infront of him, 

Harumo: Take this! 

With no hesitation, you runned towards the robber and did a powerful punch to his face, all the barehand training you recieved from Kengo seems to be quite useful in this types of situations, the robber startled and confused from the blow lost grip from his prey.

Robber: Tha,,,,darn kid! 

He angrily tries to flee as you chase him,seemingly unable to grab him,one person appeared out of nowhere and suddenly knee kick the robber to the stomach and with the sheer force from his attack,the robber could not be atleast 10 meters away. 

Harumo: What the.. this speed...i’ve seen it before.

You’ve met face to face with the stranger from before and it appears his also the one whom you have met the other the day, Yes, the mysterious stranger whom you have met with Ryota the other day. has now appeared infront of you again and this time,Ryota didn’t bump him. 

Stranger: Really doesn’t know what the consequences are. 

Harumo: Wait! you’re that guy from before.

Stranger: Huh, who the hell are you supposed t- What the hell!

Harumo: Huh?

The stranger who was wearing the same black hoodie as before and its covering his face and its shocked to see you as if he saw something phenomenal. 

Stranger: Why do you?

Harumo: Do i know you from somewhere?

Stranger: Thats my question, Who the hell are you? 

Harumo: I ask you first. 

Stranger: Heh, well if you wanna know then....*shows his face*

Harumo: What the.....Why do you

Stranger: My name is.........

Reitan

Everything felt silent to you as you processed the image your eyes are sending to you as you couldn’t believe the person infront of you. 

Harumo: Why do you....Look like me?

#housamo #tokyo afterschool summoners #mc5 #ryota #moritaka #*ebisu #familiar face #story #fanfiction #part 1

[ktheist]

the ways to call you mine

[7:22]

the man that your father decided to bring home is of an unknown origin. or so he claims. based on his attire when he first stepped into your house, you know he’s at least a noble. though there’s no insignia engraved in on his collar or back, the way taehyung carries himself shows years of refine etiquette and manner.

“then, i’ll be off,” your father sets the teacup on its saucer, breaking your fixed stare on the man across from you and turn to the elder man with a smile sweeter than honey.

“have a good day, papa!” the arm you use to wave at the man shoots down as soon as the carriage is out of sight. and the smile you wear is contorted into a sneer.

clicking your tongue, you shoot a glare at the unwelcomed guest next to you. sure, he may have the perfect shade of tan, matched with unruly hair that easily allows him to hide his expressions with just a tilt of his head downwards. but those eyes - they remind you so much of yourself.

they’re induced with warmth and gentleness in front of your father, but as soon as the man is out of sight, that glare of his rivals your own.

“just wait till i find out which house you belong to and what secrets you hold to trick my poor old merchant father into taking you in.”

the corner of taehyung’s lips lift into an unpleasant scoff as he swats your finger away, “i’d like to see you try, peaches.”

did you say his superficiality rivaled yours? you take that back. even you aren’t as evil as the devil incarnate.

and he dares to call you by the nickname your father and late mother gives you. to insult your late mother’s memory so - he’s the opposite of what he displays himself to be in front of your father and the townspeople. 

because you’re from a rising merchant faction, you don’t have maids or butlers. so it’s only just the two of you at home and unfortunately so, allows you to bear witness to this man’s true, wicked nature.

“nobles are the same everywhere,” you huff, swiping the creme colored hat hanging off the hatstand and pulling it over your head, “they’re self-centered, arrogant and lack respect for others.”

he stands with his back on you and the handle of an axe clasped underneath his arm as he puts on the gloves before getting to chopping the woods at the back. when you’re only met with silence instead of one of his witless retorts, you trudge out with a, “don’t forget to lock the front door!”

x

your days are spent at the orphanage and helping out the old lady by the forest with her garden. though you want to quickly find out what taehyung’s hiding, you haven’t the slightest clue of who and where to look for.

“thinking about that young man again?” esmeralda’s fading green eyes captures yours. she always seems like the secrets of the world hover over her like dark clouds.

the glass ball sitting prettily on the table in front of her is filled with clouds today. when she uses it, the clouds disappear and are replaced by a blur of images that you can’t make out.

“it’s because your magic hasn’t awakened yet, young one,” she once told you when she saw your knitted eyes as you peered at the ever changing images trapped inside the ball.

“come here,” the woman gestures, her wrinkled hands sometimes appear taut and stretched over her bones like that of a young woman but most times, she appears the way you see her now - graying hair, smile lines and fading emerald eyes.

one of these days, you fear you’d walk into an empty forest and the ground where the house is built, filled with blades of grass.

a clueless smile makes its way to your lips as you place a hand on the one she has extended midair.

“i cannot give the answers you seek.” she smooths out your palm, eyes trained on the lines that slants across it, “only you can find them.”

“hm?” you cock your head to the side at the sudden images that appear within the ball after esmeralda guides your hand over it.

at first, it’s a blur of colors from black to brown to something lighter until you can finally make out the man sitting on a throne, his ice cold gaze sending chills down your spine.

“taehyung...” the name comes out as a soft whisper. as though you’re afraid that the image of the man would hear and see you through the glass.

but the images is disappears into the usual clouds as soon as the knock on the door reverberates across the room.

“why don’t you see who’s at the door, child?” she requests. understandably, her bones aren’t as strong and her feet doesn’t carry her as fast as whoever knocking on the door desires.

to your surprise, a familiar figure cringes at the sight of you. but you don’t have the time to let annoyance take over you like it usually does, “taehyung? why are you here?”

only women and male descendants of the royal family can see this house.

“what do you mean why i’m here? it’s almost sunset and you’re still not back yet. your father’s worried you might’ve gotten eaten by-” he grumbles before something past your shoulders catches his eyes.

“is that...”

as soon as he tries to take a step forward, you softly press your hand on his chest, stepping out and closing the door behind you.

“let’s go, it’s almost dark and your noble brain didn’t even think of bringing a lantern.” you point out, neck craning to hold his gaze but the insult is enough to pull his brows together in annoyance.

“if it weren’t for me, you would’ve had to walk back on your own - in. the. dark.” he emphasizes the last part, eyes burning holes inside your head as you blatantly ignore him.

“hey,” he says, clearly ticked off, “are you listening?”

that’s when you stop in your trek and he must notice the change of atmosphere when he falls quiet from next to you.

“taehyung,” you meet his startled gaze, “you’re the missing crown prince, aren’t you?”

those round eyes sharpen into the all-too-familiar glare, “i’m not. and you don’t have any proof.” the latter statement feels forced. as if added as an afterthought.

“so it’s true.” you surmise, clicking your tongue. “i was willing to put up with you even if you’re a noble - but you’re the crown prince... do you know your order to burn anyone suspected of magical use, caused my mother’s death?”

judging from how his eyes soften, he doesn’t seem to know.

“leave our home,” you twirl on your heels, continuing your path back to the estate, “you have no business leeching off a family whose mother and wife you killed.”

when morning comes, the seat across from you is empty and deserted. your father thought taehyung might have overslept and you promise to check up on him after he leaves for work.

but you already know he left in the dead of the night. you saw his lean built step  out of the gates but he stopped and looked straight at your window where you’d been standing. as if he knew.

the expression he made was indecipherable but you know the weight of knowledge when you see it. there was something he knew but couldn’t tell you.

the days go on like they would as if the guest bedroom had never been occupied since last year. as if the chopped firewood are miraculously stacked next to the fireplace. as if he never existed.

then, your father proposes moving to the capital because he wants to open a stationary shop for the children and teachers. there are more hard times than good ones. you see your father breakdown on his own in his office every night after three months and with little customers coming in. that’s when you met jimin - the wizard that taught you that a little incantation to draw attention to the store, can’t hurt.

“if the things you sell are as good as you claim them to be-”

“-they are!” 

“-then there’s no reason for the customers who got drawn in by magic, not to buy it with their own free will once they see the items themselves.”

ever since then, the business have been doing good and you’ve been attending classes to control your magic - in courtesy of jimin who then left to wander the world. it doesn’t occur to you that you’re not the only one lurking around alleyways and ducking into shadows, on your way to a destination - where your magic classes are held.

“what do we have here?” a burly man steps out of a shadow and blocks your path. “where are you heading to little lady? don’t you know there are wolves that come out to play at night?”

you know your demand for him to leave you alone will fall on deaf ears but you still try. when he advances and even grasps your left hand to tug you into a smaller alley, you’ve no choice but to flick your wand and let the purple light of your magic knock the man unconscious.

what you don’t expect is for a witness to be standing six feet away from where you just mutter an, “why can’t men mind their own business?”

you’re about to whip out your wand again - a memory erasure spell should suffice - when the figure steps into the light and you find yourself staring at a familiar deep brown eyes. they’re still as sharp as the last time you saw them but there’s something different about how he takes the bottom of his lip between his teeth. as if he wants to say something but can’t.

“so you’re learning magic.” he asserts, not ask.

still, you refute, “i’m not.” but you can’t accuse him of having no evidence like he did to you. back in that forest. back when you last talked to him.

“i’m sorry,” the shadow next to you stops and you’re forced to whirl around to face the man whose head is lowered by invisible weight, “th-the emperor was attacked by a wizard - i never thought my careless declaration to capture the wizard would be twisted until innocent people would be dragged out of their homes and burned at the stakes for being suspected of magic use.”

“i forgive you,” you say simply, and he must have been so wrapped up in his own thoughts that he nods right away, muttering, “that’s right, you shouldn’t for-”

those eyes that always directed you with hostility are staring at you with wide eyes. perhaps he’s not a devil incarnate after all.

perhaps, he’s just human.

“i understand how you feel,” casting your gaze over your shadows, you recall the times when something like just now happened. it wasn’t the first and it won’t be the last.

“i thought, why can’t men just disappear? the world would be so much better without them.” but you think of your father and taehyung and the townspeople’s husbands who sent you two away with teary eyed and promises to help in case you ever need it. “but to pass on judgement to an entire race...” you shake your head, “...that’ll make me just like them, if not worse.”

you talk about many other things. like how taehyung is supposed to succeed the throne but he couldn’t - not when his people are still suffering and the streets are unsafe for the women.

“i can’t completely eradicate the crimes,” his eyes are back to their sharp stare as he fixes his gaze on the pavement, elbows on each knee, “i don’t want to pass a law that can get twisted and cause innocent people to die either.”

you know he’s referring to the bill that was hurriedly pushed after the failed assassination of the emperor. 

“i never knew you had these thoughts,” you let out a wry sigh, “you always acted like you didn’t want to involve yourself with anything in case it becomes a big unnecessary mess.”

“your mother’s life and the rest of the people that were burned at the stakes weren’t ‘unnecessary mess’.” the voice that always retorted your every sentence now speaks like a responsible and rational man.

“even if she was a witch?” you don’t know how you could smile but you do and it genuinely reflects the weightlessness that fills your chest.

he has no response to that.

“i think it’s because i get to speak to you one more time - i got the closure that i never knew i needed,” your shadow stands up with you, its hands stretched over its head from having sit on the bench for too long.

“i hope you can find it in you to forgive yourself too, taehyung,” you intend to part without leaving any traces behind. of course, he’s the crown prince and he can find out where you live with a flick of his fingers but from the way his head is almost rolling off the ground - your mother would writhe in her grave if she knew her daughter grew up to be the kind of person that would leave a person to their demons and not even try to help.

so you leave him with an incantation. wherever he is, if he so wishes it, he’ll be able to find his way to the shop.

after months pass without a sign of him, you’re almost familiar with the idea that that night was truly your last goodbye. until one fine day, you’re arguing with the kids who demand why you can’t sell two pencils for the price of one but can sell three for the prince of two and a half.

“you little brats...” your facial muscles ache with every passing second you force the smile to stay.

the bell over the door chimes in notice of a new customer. you’re almost glad that you can finally shoo these kids away.

“welcome!”

until you notice the stern gaze that locks with yours and then travels to the little rascals that goes up just above your waist. almost as though they’ve seen a ghost, they hurriedly bid you farewell and march out of the shop.

he comes to stand in front of you. this time, the gold and crimson crest of the royal family is etched on the chest of his jacket.

“peaches, did the kids leave?” your father steps out of the office only to stop dead in his trek, blink once and then another time before a smile breaks across his face, “your highness, welcome back.”

the shock of your father knowing exactly what taehyung’s identity barely wears off before you’re hit with the fresh smell of your favorite cookies being served.

he doesn’t even let you have more than two and he’s serving a whole plate to this freeloader-turned-prince!

“it’s been awhile hasn’t it, your highness? how have you been?” the man hasn’t stopped smiling since - it’s even more irritating that you can see his aura change from teal to pink.

“wait a minute,” you finally say, an accusatory glare fixed on both of them, “i think i deserve an explanation!”

“oh,” your father lowers his head to the younger man sitting across from you, “apologies, your highness. ___’s usually a cheerful and outgoing person, you must know,” he chuckles, “you’ve lived with us for over a year. the shock must have not worn off yet.”

“don’t worry, sir,” taehyung shoots him a composed smile while glancing your way, bringing the tea you brewed to his mouth, murmuring, “i know exactly how ___ is,” before sipping the drink.

it’s a threat. he’s blackmailing you about telling your father of your night classes. you almost rip the hair out of his head in your fury but you make sure to put on your sweetest smile for your father after that.

“i’ll be dropping by some time,” he murmurs under his breath when you escort him out of the shop.

“yeah, well, make sure to buy something next time.” is all you say.

x

he drops by every week for a whole year. either it’s for a cup of tea, to help your dad with arranging the stationary according to their uses or just to wait for you until the shop closes so you could take a walk around town. nobody recognizes him as the crown prince thanks to your distortion magic.

there hasn’t been a spot where you haven’t visited in the city. and there hasn’t been a spell taehyung hasn’t seen you do.

“you’re going to class every night and waking up at the crack of dawn to run the shop, aren’t you tired?” the knit of his brows tells you he-

“oh, what’s this? are you worried about me?” you don’t bother hiding the snicker that sends your shoulder line jolting.

“whatever,” with that, he shoots to a side glance and throws his gaze to somewhere ahead, “if you get sick, don’t come calling me for help.”

it’s a moment later that you give a proper answer, “i got a late start because mother subdued my magic when she found out the humans are coming for us so i want to learn as many spells as i can quickly and beat jimin - you know that wizard that i told you about that helped us gain attention?”

you’re not sure if taehyung is still in that dark alley with a cloak over his head, hiding in the shadow.

but as you trace the gentle curve of his nose, to his stunning jawline and the shoulders that stand straight as he walks next to you, you think, perhaps, he’s found that closure too.

“what?” his eyebrows knit together as he stares back at you.

“hm,” the corners of your lips tuck upwards, “i don’t like you but my mother would have showered you with all the cara and affection in the world since she knows i’m the one who keeps picking fights, probably.”

instead of questioning your sanity, he comes to a sudden halt. eyes boring into you like a hurt puppy, “d-do you think so?”

“silly,” the laughter that trickles from your lips is one of the many you’ve shared with him and your father back in the shop’s lounge room, “i know so.”

taehyung falls to a squat in the middle of the street - if it weren’t for the sun setting and people retreating into their homes, he would have been cursed out for blocking the way.

“hey, even if you’re tired, you should at least say so we could find a bench to sit at or something.” you’re about to tap his shoulder when his hand wraps around your wrist.

he cranes his neck to meet your eyes. the naturally sharp gaze appears softer in the yellow-brown rays.

“i thought meeting you every week and making sure you’re fine was the least i could do for your late mother,” carefully, he begins to entangle your fingers together, “but i can’t - i- i love you.”

#bts smut #taehyung smut #bts scenarios #taehyung scenarios #taehyung fic #bts fic #bts fanfic #bts fanfiction #taehyung fanfic #taehyung fanfiction #taehyung imagines #bts imagines #bts x you #taehyung x you #excerpt from a fic i'll never write

[simplythebestbug]

Day 1: Bed Sharing AU (Felinette)

AO3

@auyeahaugust

“So, I was thinking maybe we could head to your place after school today.”

Félix tensed, “Won’t your parents miss you?”

“They might miss you,” Marinette giggled, “Maman always wants to make sure you’re eating properly. But I’m sure they’ll be fine for one day, and I think it would be good to have a change of pace. What do you think?”

He just liked going home with her so much better. It was warm and full of life. He thought maybe if he spent enough time there… 

“Félix?” 

He was fully prepared to say no. He knew she wouldn’t push the issue, would accept his answer, and never bring it up again. She was sweet like that. But then he saw the look on her face- nervous, hopeful. Not even he could say no to those eyes.

“Fé, we don’t have to if you don’t want to. It’s not a big deal.”

He sighed, “No, we’ll go to my house.”

“Are you sure?” Her eyes were furrowed, concerned. He would never understand why she cared so much.

“Anything for you, Nette,” He said, smiling slightly at her flushed face, “Besides, you’re correct. A change of pace will be nice.”

She grinned so brightly at him, he briefly wondered how he hadn’t been blinded.

He returned to his work, something almost resembling hope welling up in his chest. Marinette brought sunshine everywhere she went. Everything will be fine.

The day passed quickly- too quickly in Félix’s opinion. The thing that almost resembled hope, had slowly evolved into dread. He had almost changed his mind three times now, but everytime he attempted to inform Marinette of this, she just smiled at him like he hung the stars in her sky, and, try as he might, he could not bring himself to disappoint her. He hadn’t had any problems dismissing people before, but Marinette was different. Marinette was always different.

So he put aside the discomfort weighing down his feet, for her. He masked his unease, for her. This will be fine.

It’s not like there was anything wrong with his house, it was just… cold. And Marinette was so very warm. She didn’t belong in such a place. Of course, he was cold as well- no matter how much she would deny it- and she managed to tolerate, even enjoy, his company, so this will be fine.

He knows this will be fine.

This will be fine.

At the end of the day, he gave himself one last chance to back out. She would be disappointed, he knew, but she wouldn’t question it. She’d smile at him with the same understanding she does everyone, and link arms with him, and drag him to the bakery, where her parents would fuss over them to her playful irritation, and his subtle enjoyment. And everything would be warm and happy, for just a little while. But he looked at her, waiting for him, giddy, bouncing on her toes. She saw him. She smiled.

Twenty minutes later, they were standing at his door. It was large and formidable, as was the house. He took a deep breath, sparing Marinette a nervous glance. She smiled obliviously back at him. He opened the door. They stepped inside.

The walls were white and spotless, as they always were, the few spots of sunlight standing in stark contrast. There were steep steps leading to the second story. The floor was hard and wooden. There were no pictures or decorations on the walls, just some sparse furniture and some folded blankets.

The door shut behind them.

Félix shuddered. This place always felt haunted and empty, but with Marinette there… it also felt intrusive. Like it was trying to leech the light away from her. He shouldn’t have brought her here. When he looked around, all he could see was memories. Crying when his parents left. When he realized they wouldn’t be coming back for so very long. When the butler was cold and distant. When his parents finally, finally came back. When they left again, a week later. When they kept leaving. When he was alone in his room at night, and there was no one to look for monsters. When he had to learn how to look for them himself. When he realized he’d had his childhood ripped from his hands. All he could see was tears, pain, and loneliness. 

A hand slipped into his own, squeezing gently.

He looked down at the girl by his side. She looked uneasy, but determined. As if she, too, could see this place’s demons and was ready to hunt them down one by one herself. He almost believed she could, if she put her mind to it. She could do anything.

She looked at him, a steely glint in her eyes, “Where’s your room? We should get to work on homework.”

He nodded, uncomfortable, and led her up the stairs without a word. It was only when they reached his room that he realized she had never let go of his hand. His face warmed, and he tried to pull away from her. It didn’t work. If anything, her grip tightened. He was definitely blushing now. This doesn’t mean anything, he told himself. She’s just a very affectionate person. He knew that. This was just a gesture of comfort- though it was impressive that she was aware of his needing comfort. She had no reason to believe he would be uneasy in his own house. And yet, there they were. Hand in hand.

“Félix?”

He looked at her. She was impassive, masking an unknown emotion. It made him nervous.

“This is your room?”

He swallowed. It was large, and empty. It had a bed, a closet, and a bookshelf with carefully organized books. And nothing else.

“Fé?” She prodded.

“Y-yes. Do you… like it?”

She looked around, then back up at him, “No. No, I don’t.”

His breath caught in his throat, his eyes prickling. This was fine. She didn’t have to like his room. It didn’t mean she didn’t like him, right?

She was waiting for a response.

“I see,” He said, not sure what else to say. Not with the emotions bubbling up like acid in his throat.

“Félix,” she said, “This room isn’t you. This house isn’t you. The only thing I have seen that is you, is that bookcase.”

He bristled, “Marinette, I am a very organized individual and-”

“Organized, yes! Empty and cold? Never! Not once.”

“Some people would disagree with you there.”

She scowled, “And some people can kiss my ass. You and I both know that’s not true.”

He looked away.

“We know that, right, Fé?

“... I am cold, though, Nette.”

She sighed, pulling him over to sit on the bed with her, “Alright, we’re gonna talk.”

“We should do our homework.”

“Fuck homework. Félix, you are not cold. Or empty. You are kind, and protective, and smart, and analytical, and blunt, and snarky, and- and so many other things! You’re amazing! The people who say that you aren’t don’t know you. And this,” she gestured to the room, and by extension, the house, “This is not you.”

He blinked twice, his face hot and flushed. She spoke with such confidence, getting so angry on his behalf. He didn’t deserve that.

“What happened here?” She took a deep breath, steeling herself, “Fé, where are your parents?”

He shifted, staring intently at a spot on the wall, “Not here.”

“Obviously,” She rolled her eyes, “When will they be back?”

“Marinette, I don’t see how this pertains-”

“Félix.” She cut him off with a fiery glare, “When?”

“... December.”

She froze.

“Nette?”

“What did you say?”

He had never seen her this upset. He never wanted to see her this upset.

“Did you say December? As in, four months from now, December?”

“... Yes.”

Silence.

“They also visit in July, and I’ve grown quite used to the solitude. The butler makes sure the place stays clean, and that I am fed. Other than that, he leaves me to my own devices. When my parents visit they seem nice, so truly, Nette, there is nothing to complain about.” He knew how bad that sounded. How bad it was. He just didn’t want her to worry. She didn’t deserve to have to worry.

He felt her arms wrap around him, and tug him close. She squeezed him tightly for a long moment. He didn’t want her to pull away. He dreaded seeing pity in her eyes.

He should have known better. Marinette Dupain-Cheng did not do pity.

She was angry. Furious, in fact.

She took several deep breaths.

“Nette?”

“This,” She practically growled, “This is not a home.”

Félix was silent.

She closed her eyes, sucked in a breath, and stood up, “You said that the butler cooks, right?”

He nodded.

“Give him the night off, then meet me back here. I’m staying the night.”

He blinked, “What?”

“You heard me. We’re gonna have a sleepover. It’s Friday, and I know for a fact you don’t do shit over the weekends, so you can’t get out of it. Now, go give him the night off.”

He stared at her.

“Go!”

And he went, he found the butler in his rooms, he gave him the night off, saying he would handle dinner. He went back to his room.

Marinette was still there, but now she was holding a red and black spotted polaroid camera.

“Where did you get that?”

She blinked up at him, “Get what?”

“The ladybug themed camera.”

“I’ve had this all day.”

“Oh,” He frowned, “I must not have noticed.” 

Strange. He usually noticed things Marinette-related.

“Anyway,” she said, “We’re gonna fix up this room. Make it more you.”

“And how, exactly, are we going to do that?”

“Well, we can’t do it all tonight. Tomorrow, we’re going to go out and buy you some fluffy blankets and fun pillows- don’t give me that look, I saw you pretending to hate them at the store the other day-”

“I was fascinated! Why are they necessary? They sparkle, it’s ridiculous!”

“We’re gonna get you some fun pillows with extra sparkles, and we’re gonna get some paint that you like- probably light blue or gray, knowing you- and we’re gonna paint this room.”

He pinched the bridge of his nose, “We should at least hire a professional for that.”

“You’ll have more good memories of it if we do it together. If we’re lucky, we might even get into a paint war.”

He took that to mean that they would definitely get into a paint war.

“You’ll stay at my place tomorrow night and most of Sunday to give the paint time to dry, and then I’ll come over on Monday to help you put pictures and posters and things up.”

“Nette, I don’t have any pictures or posters.”

“That’s what this is for, Fé,” She pointed to her camera, “And also, I have a poster I made for you a week back. It was supposed to be for your birthday, but I can make something else. It’s got your favorite quote on it.”

“Nette,” His throat was closing up, “You do not have to do all that. You take on enough as it is.”

She closed the distance between them, putting an arm on his shoulder, “I care about you, Félix. I’m not going to let you keep coming home to somewhere so… devoid of happiness. No wonder you try to spend all your time at my place.”

He frowned, looking away, “I can certainly decrease the amount of time I spend there, I didn’t realize-”

“No, Fé!” She grabbed his face and made him make eye contact with her, “That is not what I meant. You are always welcome at our house. No matter what, ok?”

He blushed slightly, nodding.

She released his face, “Good!” She grabbed the camera, turning it around to get both of them in the shot, “Now, say cheese!”

Click.

She tucked the photo into his breast pocket, and looped the camera around his neck, “You ready?”

“For what?”

“To have fun!” She laughed, and ran out of the room.

He followed her, as he always did. As he would always do.

“Fé, where do keep your sleeping bags?”

“Why?”

“Because you have stairs, so we need one.”

He blinked, “Sorry, why?”

“I’m gonna have a talk with your parents,” she growled under her breath, “Just go get a sleeping bag.”

And he did. He was in a daze- Marinette came up with plans so fast, always rushing about. He still wasn’t used to all that frantic energy. He would get used to it, though. Eventually.

When he got back, she was eyeing the stairs critically, her head tilted, biting her lip in concentration. He loved watching her think.

She turned to him with a grin, “Alright! Step one to a classic sleepover, being very reckless around stairs!”

He blanched, “Marinette, please. You can’t even walk correctly. Do not say you are going to be ‘reckless around stairs.’ If you want to be reckless- you know what, no. Do not be reckless. You are only mortal.”

She grabbed the sleeping bag and stuck out her tongue, “I’m not going to be reckless, Fé. We’re gonna be reckless!”

“Marinette, no!”

“Marinette, yes!” She hissed under her breath, climbing inside the sleeping bag, “Come on, Fé!”

“You still haven’t clarified exactly what it is we are doing.”

She held out her hand, “Do you trust me?”

Of course he did. Which is how he ended up sliding down the stairs at breakneck speed, clinging to Marinette. He wasn’t sure which he was more concentrated on, the Marinette, or the breakneck speed. On one hand, he didn’t wish to die by stairs, on the other hand… she was very warm. And soft.

By their fourth time down the stairs- no, he doesn’t know how she talked him into that- he decided that cuddling clinging to Marinette for dear life was far more important.

“Alright, alright,” she said, clambering out of the sleeping bag, “Next up is making proper use of all this wood floor.”

Félix staggered to his feet, light headed, “What are we doing this time?”

“We’re gonna need fluffy socks.”

“I don’t own fluffy socks,” He said, frowning.

She gaped at him, “You don’t own fluffy socks.”

“No.”

She sighed, shaking her head, “Let me see if I can find some.”

“Nette, you can’t just-” And she was gone.

She returned less than a minute later, muttering about cookies.

He stared at her, or more specifically, the two pairs of ladybug spotted fluffy socks in her hand.

“Fé! I found some!”

He swallowed, “I can see that. Nette, where did you get those?”

“Oh, just around,” she said, waving off the question.

“Those aren’t mine.”

She winked, “Guess I must be good luck, then!” She tossed a pair of socks at him, “Put these on.”

He stared at the socks, befuddled. He knew these weren’t his. Maybe they were the butler’s? He hadn’t known he was a Ladybug fan. Shrugging, he pulled on the socks. 

“Alright, you know what we’re doing right?”

He shook his head. He thought perhaps he should be concerned, considering her last choice of activity.

Before he could think any further, however, she had pushed herself off the wall, and came skidding towards him. On instinct, he caught her, hands sliding to her waist.

“See?” She smiled giddily up at him, “It’s like ice skating!”

“Nette, I am not having you die on my watch.”

She shook her head, laughing, “Come on, Fé,” She grabbed his hand, pulling him with her.

Slowly, Félix got the hang of it, Marinette stumbling alongside him. That doesn’t mean he stopped holding her hand. For stability, of course.

She pushed away from him, towards a wall, sliding down to the ground. She was breathing heavily with laughter, a smile stretched across her face. She looked so happy.

His fingers brushed against the camera, and before he knew what he was doing-

Click.

Marinette glanced up at him, “I knew that would come in handy!”

He looked away, pocketing the picture.

The rest of the night passed quickly, Marinette dragging him through a variety of activities. Microwave s’mores, horror movies (he didn’t care that she clung to him, he didn’t), 2 AM pancakes, hide and seek, a pajama dance party, and more.

By four in the morning, they were dead on their feet, but smiling. Happy. Marinette was happy, trying to stay awake next to him. Félix was happy, with her by his side, dragging her along to his room, picking up the sleeping bag on the way.

“Ok,” he said, “You take the bed, I’ll use this thing.”

“No, Fé,” Marinette whined, “I’m not kicking you out of your bed. Gimme,” She reached for the sleeping bag.

Félix shook his head, “You’re not kicking me out of bed, I’m offering you the bed. It’s different.”

“Not happening,” Marinette said, pouting.

He sighed, “I’m too tired for this.”

“Then let me have the floor!”

“Nope,” He said, promptly picking her up and tossing her on the bed. He turned to set up a place to sleep, but was yanked back by a surprising amount of strength. He yelped, falling onto the bed.

“You’re not taking the floor.”

“Well, you are not taking the floor either, Nette.”

She frowned for a minute, before smiling, “Guess we’re both stuck on the bed, then!”

“Wha- but-”

“No buts!” She said, climbing under the blankets, “Get comfy, Fé, we’ve got a lot of shopping to do tomorrow.”

He shifted uncomfortably, “I don’t know, Nette, I doubt your parents would-”

She sat up, looking him straight in the eye, “Félix, either lay down and get comfortable right now, or let me take the floor. Your choice.”

Swallowing, he lay down stiffly next to her.

“Good,” she smiled at him, “Now get some sleep.”

She snuggled deeper under the covers, and he followed her lead. 

Soon, she was out like a light. Félix however, couldn’t sleep so close to her. How could she look this devastatingly… cute? While sleeping, of all things. He laid there, watching her sleep, for what seemed like ages. He wished she could always be this peaceful. She had so much on her shoulders. He wished he could protect her from all that. Eventually, he drifted off, dreams full of sweet girls allowed to be happy.

When he woke up the next morning, Marinette was tucked in close to his chest, breath grazing his neck, his arms wrapped around her. Without thinking, he pulled her closer, and pressed a sleepy kiss to her forehead. He glanced around his room, not seeing all the bad memories, everything that was. Instead he saw the happiness, and everything that would be.

He smiled. He shouldn’t have been worried about this place being too cold for Marinette. She always managed to make places warmer. And he felt so very, very warm.

He closed his eyes, dozing off once more, with his favorite person in his arms.

He was home.

This could be home.

#miraculous ladybug #writing #original post #auyeahaugust #felinette #felix agreste #marinette dupain cheng #au august #in which I am 50 minutes late #sorry guys #also only like 10% of this is them actually sharing a bed #I got carried away #anyways #thanks for reading lovelies!

[thevividgreenmoss]

...Netflix was already letting its two-faced social media presence shine in a tiff with Steven Spielberg. The Jaws director, no stranger to massive shifts in the entertainment business, was reportedly planning on lobbying the Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences to change their Oscar qualification rules to require an exclusive four-week theatrical release prior to streaming. This was seen as a direct rebuke to Netflix, and everyone from customers, to Academy members, to filmmakers like Ava DuVernay took a stand against Spielberg’s apparently elitist desire to protect “the motion picture theatrical experience.” The division quickly came to be one of representation, with the streaming service standing not only for mere good product, but an actual social and cultural good, giving a platform to the people usually denied one. With the backlash against Spielberg raging online, @NetflixFilm decided to weigh in:

“We love cinema. Here are some things we also love:

-Access for people who can’t always afford, or live in towns without, theaters -Letting everyone, everywhere enjoy releases at the same time -Giving filmmakers more ways to share art

These things are not mutually exclusive.”

There’s that “we” again. Since Netflix cares so much about access for people who can’t afford to watch movies, it would be fair to assume they plan on putting their money where their tweets are: by investing in broadband lines in underserved regions, or offering free internet services and free Netflix subscriptions for low-income people (earlier this year, Netflix once again raised its prices). Perhaps they could loosen contracts to allow writers and directors more control over where their work is distributed. Or maybe they could allow One Day at a Time to go to another streaming service for a renewal. At the very least they could pay a little more than $0 in in federal and state taxes next year. Surely those initiatives are all on deck for their next earnings call.

Netflix isn’t a charity, though. They’re not even a normal corporation, frankly. Netflix, like many other highly valuated Silicon Valley ventures, isn’t content to offer a good product or make a decent profit. They have monopolistic, or oligopolistic, designs. Spielberg’s reported approach may have been off-base, but his concern over Netflix’s willingness to singlehandedly crush the entire theatrical exhibition industry for the sake of its own business model was right on the mark. Every action Netflix takes must be understood as a function of their corporate vision: one in which every person on the planet with a bank account is paying them a monthly fee for a bottomless catalogue of content fed by algorithms and features purpose-built for endless binging. The righteous stands on Twitter, the paeans to new voices and diverse representation, all serve that monomaniacal goal. Culture writer Isaac Butler described Netflix’s social media persona as “working hard to make people feel seen, but only in order to benefit themselves.” Funny memes and tweets trumpeting diversity are a means to a capitalist end, and they’re increasingly tiresome—even troubling.

Sometimes Netflix crosses troubling lines more publicly. In March, a Twitter user named Joe Gil replied in classic online misogynist fashion to a @NetflixFilm tweet sharing the trailer for Brie Larson’s directorial debut Unicorn Store. Rather than let it lie, @NetflixFilm replied directly with a list of Larson’s accomplishments plainly designed to go viral. Several days later, it did go viral, when Larson herself retweeted it with the comment “NETFLEX”—I’ll be right back, just vomiting again. The callout resulted in Gil temporarily locking his Twitter account, and many on Twitter relished those just desserts, apparently unperturbed by the flagrant display of woke-tweet-as-bullying by a corporate entity. In an ensuing back-and-forth on Twitter, NPR critic Linda Holmes defended both Larson and Netflix, tweeting at me that, “Honestly, it would be nice if more organizations backed up their creatives when they were subjected to harassment, provided they’re not abusive.” A nice thought, in theory, but in an era where massive corporations dominate the entertainment landscape, and journalists are losing jobs left and right to corporate consolidation and malfeasance, it seemed disconcerting that a critic would treat Netflix as a benevolent actor.

But then, that’s the image Netflix fosters. Take a recent thread of tweets from the @NetflixFilm account giving followers a “Quick PSA” on the term “chick flicks” and its problematic connotations. “You don’t hear people asking to watch ‘man movies’—instead, pretty much every intersection of genre is on the table and seen as for men, except of course, the aforementioned rom-coms,” the account wrote, quite rightly I might add. The tweets didn’t go over particularly well, with Netflix getting a good ol’ dunking from people easily seeing through their corporate bullshit. And as one user helpfully pointed out, at the same time they were tweeting their noble screed, Netflix actually had a content category on their actual service called “Chick Flick.” It has since been removed.

Netflix’s attempts to appear woke on Twitter look even queasier when issues of race are involved. Take the @strongblacklead account, one of several Netflix accounts that doesn’t have “Netflix” in its handle. Other than the big red “N” on its display picture, the account gives little overt indication that it is even associated with Netflix. This particular account is ostensibly a feed promoting the work of black artists on-screen, but as with any brand account its inherent goal is drawing eyeballs and dollars to Netflix as the destination for that content. Last fall, Netflix got into some hot water when some black customers noticed the app was using promotional images featuring tertiary black characters to target them. Netflix denied the claims, telling the New York Times that they don’t use any sort of racial targeting in their algorithms, and explaining, “The only information we use is a member’s viewing history.” Anyway, how could a company with that @strongblacklead account be racist?—let’s just ignore the Netflix exec who was fired last year for saying the n-word in a meeting. As is, it’s not like Netflix has any incentive to make those algorithms public. People just have to trust them, like a friend with a really funny Twitter account. With little transparency, Netflix casts New Age digital advertising and public relations as a good cause. Somewhere overlooking a cliff in California, Don Draper just smiled.

#* #essays

[artemisss9]

Yang Xiao Long X Raven (My best friend)

Yang pov

It is so weird for almost a month my girlfriend Raven and I didn't talk to each other. It us like she is avoiding me and it makes me wonder what is wrong. She is acting so weird which makes me feel like something is wrong and I should help her but I don't know how especially since i don't know how to start about it with her. I really love her but I'm starting to wonder if she still loves me. I mean she is avoiding me so much lately what if she wants to break up with me.

I hope what I think is wrong but I'm starting to wonder about it a lot more lately. I mean it has been a month already how much does she hate me and what did I do wrong to make her feel like this. I know I should tell her about this but she is never there to talk to anymore. So that is why I now go to my best friend and partner Blake hoping she can actually make me feel a little bit better.

"Blake I need to talk to you about something and it is really important." I say making her look up from the book with a worried expression. "What is wrong Yang I never have seen you like this." She says making me smile a little bit. "Well it is about Raven and me I told you last that she wasn't really talking to me and that I got worried? Well then you said she would talk to me soon. It has been a month and she is even avoiding me now. She still doesn't talk to me and actually also makes sure that she doesn't see me most of the times what do I do? Does she still like me or is she angry? And if she is angry what did I do wrong? And how can I make it good again? I mean I miss her Blake. And when I say that I miss her I mean that I miss her a lot."

Blake just stared at me at first. " Well first of all I'm sure she still likes you why wouldn't she and I don't think she is the person to just not tell you when she doesn't like you anymore. Second of all if she was angry I think you would have known what you have done wrong so I don't think she his angry. And I know you don't want to lose her I'm sure you won't even. But you really need to calm down especially those nerves of you since you are probably overworking yourself about nothing. Maybe it isn't that she doesn't want to talk with you but maybe she is just busy with school and doesn't she have time." Blake says it with so much confidence in her voice that I don't have another choice then just believing her and hoping she was right.

After another few sleepless nights and worrisome days I'm starting to wonder if Blake isn't just wrong for once I mean I even have seen Raven with Ruby a lot of times but she is just never around me anymore. Also when I want to ask Ruby about what she and Raven did she just says she still has to do something and runs away which makes me feel even worse about everything. Is really everything going alright between her and me? I mean she is the most handsome girl I know. Especially with that short red hair with the black lock that cute face, those pretty eyes. Just everything is perfect about her and I'm getting the feeling I'm losing her.

Ravens pov

I feel horrible for not talking to Yang but I know that if I talk to her I'm not going to get her big surprise ready and not only that but then I will tell her the secret and I don't want to do that it has to be a surprise. It is almost our third year anniversary and I really want to make it a special day. I even asked Ruby for help with what Yang likes and what kind of things I should do for her. I feel bad about the fact that Yang looks so sad but I'm sure that she will be okey once she sees it and I can't wait for it.

"Raven we need to talk." I all of a sudden hear a voice that I know too well when I turn around I see Blake standing there. "Yes Blake what is it?" I ask and she just sighs. "Listen I'm worried about Yang she is really getting sad and depressed about the fact that you don't talk to her anymore she thinks you hate her and that she did something wrong. And I don't like the fact that you are hurting my partner after all I do care about her so you better have a good reason." Blake says giving me a glare making me nod.

"I don't hurt her without reason and to be honest I never meant to hurt her this badly but just because she is the most amazing girlfriend ever I thought she deserved something really special for our three years anniversary and there for I was planning a lot of things. But you and I both know how I am with Yang. When I'm around her I'm really excited and talking too much about things like that. Not only that but I'm really bad about not gay panicking around her. So I decided it was for the best if I didn't talk to her even if it hurts me as well so I could give her the perfect gift. I'm really sorry that I hurt her this badly that wasn't what I was planning." I say making her sigh.

"Okey it is good that I now know what s wrong and I'm happy that your three year anniversary is already tomorrow since I don't think Yang can handle it to not talk to you for any longer. The girl really misses you and really is afraid of losing you so I better hope you will make it up to her." She says looking at me making me nod quickly and smile. "Of course Blake you know me I just need to make it all purrrfect for my Yang" I say making her roll her eyes. "You better be quick about it." She says before starting to walk away to leave me alone to work.

"Of course I will work on it right meow" I say laughing a little about her reaction before starting to get the finishing touches on the rings I made myself and not only that but I have planned the perfect date for us both. Now I just hope Yang will want to come tomorrow and that everything will go as planned.

~timeskip next day Yang pov~

"Happy anniversary" I mutter to myself while getting up. When I look around I see that the dorm is empty making me sigh even more. "Great to spend this day alone" I say to myself before grabbing my clothes and walking into the bathroom starting to shower. When I come back from the shower I see rosepetals everywhere but these aren't the same red as Ruby's which means it isn't from her running. When I look on my bed I see a letter so I pick it up and open it.

We really need to talk I'm sorry for the things that happened but follow the path of roses and you will find the one thing you really want. I hope you like it and I hope to see you soon.

When I have read the letter I'm even more confused and I'm kinda confused to get to know what this letter means but even so I know I just need to do what is in the letter so I open the door and start following the rose petals and the roses in vases. When I follow the roses I soon see a little clearing between a lot of trees. In the clearing there are all flowers and there is a table so I just walk over before seeing Raven. "I knew you would come and thank you for that Yang please sit down." She says making me nod and just sit down. "So you said we need to talk. Well are you going to break up with me?" I ask feeling myself just getting sick by the thought of it.

"No silly I'm not going to break up with you although I can understand you have felt that way with how I acted the last month. No I actually want to talk to you about this day I want you to have the best day possible." Raven says making me let out a relieved sigh. "I was just planning this day and I didn't want to spoil anything to you that is why I was avoiding you I'm sorry for worrying you."

"Really that is so sweet and god what do I feel stupid now." I say smiling at her and seeing her return the smile making me even more happy. "So what did you have planned if I may ask?" I ask making her laugh. "Always impatient but that is what I love about you. Well of course here we will drink something and eat our breakfast after that we are going shopping my treat I want you to get what you want. And then we are going out for dinner." Raven said making my heart flutter in happiness. "Really that all sounds so amazing." I say happy about

She just nods and claps in her hands before my sister and Weiss appear in butler outfits and put our food in front of us and of course something to drink. Even Blake is standing there to make sure everything goes as Raven had planned.

Raven pov

Until now the day is going great I'm happy that Ruby, Weiss and Blake wanted to help me and not only that but I'm happy that Yang isn't angry or sad anymore since I hate to see her like that. While we eat I'm already thinking of the things we are going to do not having told that I have planned even more for her. I mean if I tell her everything the fun is away.

After our breakfast I take her with me into Vale starting to walk around the stores. "So what store do you want to go into?" I ask her making Yang look at me. "Euhm you know why don't we get a little bit of clothing." She tells me making me nod and just walk into a clothing store so she can pick out clothes. When she is fitting some clothes I'm just waiting and letting her telling her what I think of what she is wearing.

She isn't even looking long before she comes out again. "Babe if you are okey with it I would like to get the last set of clothing I fitted they looked really great on me and I love them." I just nod. "Of course love that is fine." I say before paying for the clothes and walking out of the store with Yang holding her hand and intertwining our fingers. "Where do you want to go now?" I ask making her smile. "Now we are going to a comic store and after that I would like to look around in a dust store to get some dust rounds if you are okey with it of course." Yang says and I nod.

After hours of walking around and walking shop in and out we are going to get dinner in a restaurant. When we sit down Yang looks at me with a happy smile. "Thanks babe this is the best day ever it makes e so happy to be here with you." She tells me making me smile even more since I know a lot of things still have to happen. "Of course you're welcome I love you and I love doing things like this for you." I tell her before we order some food.

I already talked about something with the waiters and the kitchen and they know exactly what I have planned for my love which makes it all easier. After the food the dessert is getting to our table and there are a lot of stars on Yangs dessert making her looking really confused until it is in front of her. When it is in front of her I get up of my seat and get down on one knee in front of her grabbing the box with the ring out of my pocket. "Yang you are the best thing in my life. You are my Sun my moon and my gravity. Without you I would be lost in endless seas of despair and I really want to spend the rest of my life with you would you please want to marry me?" I ask making her look with big eyes before she grins. "Yes I do" she practically yells while everybody is clapping and she hugs me which I gladly return before putting the ring on her finger. "Thank you it is beautiful" she tells me before kissing me.

After that I dragged her along to walk in the moonlight and hold her hand. "Lets sit down on this hill." I tell her before sitting down in the grass with her and seeing the fireworks going off just in time to make the moment even more magical. "I love you my lovely dragon and I'm going to do anything to make you happy." I say making her smile even more. "I also love you my hyperactive little wolf and I also want to make you happy everyday of my life." She tells me before we share another kiss to end the perfect day.

I hope this makes you feel better @sophie-lux-isms and thank you for being there for me no matter what. And actually also supporting my writing

#for my friend #RWBY #Yang Xiao Long #one shot #only time I will make it with a person's name

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New Patch Today!

Tuesday, 22 August 2017

THE SIMS 4 PATCH NOTES

UPDATE: 8/22/2017 – PC Version 1.33.38.1020 / Mac Version 1.33.38.1220

Hey Simmers,

The end of summer is here and… you know, whenever I talk to my mom she wants to talk about the weather. It’s kind of our starting point to get the conversation motor running, after the weather we start talking about more meaningful things… our brains are in conversation mode, and we are ready to go… so, with that…

…on to the issues.

General Issues

Unlocking the Beloved Trait for the second time should no longer cause the first unlocked Beloved Trait to fail to function.

Highlander-esque code has been cut off from the top… there can be only… more than one really.

Sad Sims once again look sad and not worried when they express their sadness.

“E’en the most gifted bard’s rhyme can only sing but to the lack of her and all she isn’t. His tongue doth trip-“ -Gustave

You will now get a notification warning you that your baby will be taken away if you neglect them.

You horrible horrible person…

…not that we’re judging. Perhaps it was just a busy day…

…and you had the sound off.

… and you wanted to finish a painting.

We at Maxis will never judge…

….you horrible person.

Clothing color swatches that are already highlighted in the panel will now apply to the Sim in Create a Sim when clicked on.

The quick meals previously added for toddlers are now also available for all ages.

Because who doesn’t like a bowl of applesauce.

If it were really a sauce, why do we eat it by itself?

I’m looking at you salsa drinkers.

Nannies, butlers, and maids should no longer stand idle for long periods of time after cleaning a toy box.

We addressed an issue with the Make Happy cheat. It will once again fulfill the motives of the target Sim, and not the active Sim.

Children, when told to play with a toy, will no longer grab a toy, pull it out, play with it for less than a brief moment, and then place it in their inventory. They will now play with the toy for a reasonable period of time.

Tell a child to play with their toys? You there, small child, stop scrubbing the floors and go play with your toys. I swear, kids these days, it’s all work work work… why back in my day, we used to play with a ball uphill, both ways, barefoot in the grassy fields, with the sun shining brightly on our faces, as a gentle breeze kept our brow cool.

Auto light settings will now properly save even if bills are currently delinquent.

Lights should no longer revert to their default intensity after setting the lights to auto-lights.

Children will no longer be able to purchase the beguiling reward trait.

Listen Deeply is now available on the stereo for music lovers whether they have Get to Work installed or not.

Addressed an issue that would result in some glasses clipping with the Sims faces, in particular yuAcc_GlassesXLoPStar, yuAcc_GlassesSP05RoundLarge, and yfAcc_GlassesMod.

City Living

Singing at a Karaoke Machine for an hour, will now complete the Sing at the Karaoke Bar city event goal.

An hour of singing Karaoke? Ok, I’m not sure what is worse… the notification that I neglected my baby, or singing Karaoke for an hour.

Masculine Sims in the Politics Career will now always wear shoes when going to work.

I KNEW IT, those podiums are so obfuscating!

Sims should no longer get the Spicy Burn buff when they have the Spice Hound reward trait.

Users will now receive the proper amount of Simoleons when setting markup to 200% while selling at a yard sale.

Get Together

Sims in a club with the club rule "Watch Movies" will now watch movies.

Welcome to Movie Club, we’re just about ready to watch…

Yea, don’t care.

Ok, so we get together, watch movies, and then talk…

Yep, great, where’s the food?

Right, so ok, um, there’s food in the kitchen, help yourself, and if you could clean up…

Nah.

The club perk to give a bonus to your Singing Skill is back.

Get to Work

The "Known Alien" relationship will no longer appear twice in the relationship panel.

The Retail Hours timer will now correctly state how long the store has been open… rather than just always showing zero.

Ok, so it’s payday. Let’s see how long you worked this week? Ok… so the store didn’t open this week, so nothing.

But I worked all week.

Yea, I’m seeing a zero here. So, we’ll see you next week then? Same time. Good.

To midnight most days…

… I missed my own birthday…

… my grandma died of laughter while I was at work…

… they took away my baby.

Parenthood

A light brown color swatch has been added to yf/ymHair_GP05MedStraight.

Vampires

You can now use the Bring Here interaction on household vampires when they are not currently on the active lot.

…because the interaction is now present.

Vampires can now complete the Get into a Fight whim with the vampire fight interactions.

Fights with vampires now count towards the Get Into 5 Fights goal of the Public Enemy aspiration.

Vampires will no longer pretend to be asleep after midnight when you attempt to call them, they will now answer your call.

Every time… right when I sneak in for dinner.

Vampire Sims can now be selected as guests and as the birthday Sim during Birthday parties set during the daytime.

Note: Daytime invite of vampires may result in minor to severe sun burning, and possibly even death.

Note: Nighttime invite of vampires may result in minor to severe undeath.

Vlad is now able to turn Sims he has a friendly relationship with into a vampire when offering the gift of eternal life.

But, I thought we were buds?

Choosing The Winged Imp Gargoyle’s black swatch will now select the color black.

Fixed an issue that could leave two vampire Sims at speed 3 after woohoo.

Dine Out

We fixed an issue that could result in Sims wearing random clothing rather than a towel, when changing into a towel at the gym.

Fitness Stuff

Updated the choker necklace to appear when worn with yfTop_SP11HoodieCropBand and yfTop_SP11TankCroppedWrap.

Bowling Night

Sims should now choose to bowl at underground bowling lanes… If you were to build an underground bowling alley.

Where were you last night?

I was at… the… club.

You were at the underground bowling alley… weren’t you!?

No… it was the… dance club.

Why are you wearing a blue and pink polyester shirt that says Bubbas Bowling League?

It was polyester shirt night?

Vintage Glamour

Butlers will remember who they are working for, even if you load a different household to play.

Jeeves?

No madam, my name is Binks madam.

But he was taking care of the baby!

I’m sorry madam, but there is this notification.

Butlers should no longer appear in your list to hire a butler if that butler was formerly fired.

Cool Kitchen

Sims fingers should no longer deform oddly when wearing ymTop_SP03DenimShirt.

Thank you to our players, our community, finders of issues, organizers of chaos, creators, builders, and storytellers everywhere. Most sincerely,

-SimGuruGnome

#Sims 4 News #sims 4 patch

[thesims4blogger]

New Game Update for The Sims 4

With Gamescom in full swing, and The Sims 4 Toddler Stuff soon launching, it’s time for another game update!

You can check out the patch notes from SimGuruGnome below, and of course upgrade your game via. Origin. Before you update, be sure to disable any mods and custom content!

Patch Notes – 22nd August 2017

Hey Simmers,

The end of summer is here and… you know, whenever I talk to my mom she wants to talk about the weather. It’s kind of our starting point to get the conversation motor running, after the weather we start talking about more meaningful things… our brains are in conversation mode, and we are ready to go… so, with that…

…on to the issues.

General Issues

Unlocking the Beloved Trait for the second time should no longer cause the first unlocked Beloved Trait to fail to function.

Sad Sims once again look sad and not worried when they express their sadness.

You will now get a notification warning you that your baby will be taken away if you neglect them.

Clothing color swatches that are already highlighted in the panel will now apply to the Sim in Create a Sim when clicked on.

The quick meals previously added for toddlers are now also available for all ages.

Nannies, butlers, and maids should no longer stand idle for long periods of time after cleaning a toy box.

We addressed an issue with the Make Happy cheat. It will once again fulfill the motives of the target Sim, and not the active Sim.

Children, when told to play with a toy, will no longer grab a toy, pull it out, play with it for less than a brief moment, and then place it in their inventory. They will now play with the toy for a reasonable period of time.

Auto light settings will now properly save even if bills are currently delinquent.

Lights should no longer revert to their default intensity after setting the lights to auto-lights.

Children will no longer be able to purchase the beguiling reward trait.

Listen Deeply is now available on the stereo for music lovers whether they have Get to Work installed or not.

Addressed an issue that would result in some glasses clipping with the Sims faces, in particular yuAcc_GlassesXLoPStar, yuAcc_GlassesSP05RoundLarge, and yfAcc_GlassesMod.

Highlander-esque code has been cut off from the top… there can be only… more than one really.

“E’en the most gifted bard’s rhyme can only sing but to the lack of her and all she isn’t. His tongue doth trip-“ -Gustave

You horrible horrible person…

…not that we’re judging. Perhaps it was just a busy day…

…and you had the sound off.

… and you wanted to finish a painting.

We at Maxis will never judge…

….you horrible person.

Because who doesn’t like a bowl of applesauce.

If it were really a sauce, why do we eat it by itself?

I’m looking at you salsa drinkers.

Tell a child to play with their toys? You there, small child, stop scrubbing the floors and go play with your toys. I swear, kids these days, it’s all work work work… why back in my day, we used to play with a ball uphill, both ways, barefoot in the grassy fields, with the sun shining brightly on our faces, as a gentle breeze kept our brow cool.

City Living

Singing at a Karaoke Machine for an hour, will now complete the Sing at the Karaoke Bar city event goal.

Masculine Sims in the Politics Career will now always wear shoes when going to work.

Sims should no longer get the Spicy Burn buff when they have the Spice Hound reward trait.

Users will now receive the proper amount of Simoleons when setting markup to 200% while selling at a yard sale.

An hour of singing Karaoke? Ok, I’m not sure what is worse… the notification that I neglected my baby, or singing Karaoke for an hour.

I KNEW IT, those podiums are so obfuscating!

Get Together

Sims in a club with the club rule “Watch Movies” will now watch movies.

The club perk to give a bonus to your Singing Skill is back.

Welcome to Movie Club, we’re just about ready to watch…

Yea, don’t care.

Ok, so we get together, watch movies, and then talk…

Yep, great, where’s the food?

Right, so ok, um, there’s food in the kitchen, help yourself, and if you could clean up…

Nah.

Get to Work

The “Known Alien” relationship will no longer appear twice in the relationship panel.

The Retail Hours timer will now correctly state how long the store has been open… rather than just always showing zero.

Ok, so it’s payday. Let’s see how long you worked this week? Ok… so the store didn’t open this week, so nothing.

But I worked all week.

Yea, I’m seeing a zero here. So, we’ll see you next week then? Same time. Good.

To midnight most days…

… I missed my own birthday…

… my grandma died of laughter while I was at work…

… they took away my baby.

Parenthood

A light brown color swatch has been added to yf/ymHair_GP05MedStraight.

Vampires

You can now use the Bring Here interaction on household vampires when they are not currently on the active lot.

Vampires can now complete the Get into a Fight whim with the vampire fight interactions.

Fights with vampires now count towards the Get Into 5 Fights goal of the Public Enemy aspiration.

Vampires will no longer pretend to be asleep after midnight when you attempt to call them, they will now answer your call.

Vampire Sims can now be selected as guests and as the birthday Sim during Birthday parties set during the daytime.

Vlad is now able to turn Sims he has a friendly relationship with into a vampire when offering the gift of eternal life.

Choosing The Winged Imp Gargoyle’s black swatch will now select the color black.

Fixed an issue that could leave two vampire Sims at speed 3 after woohoo.

…because the interaction is now present.

Every time… right when I sneak in for dinner.

Note: Daytime invite of vampires may result in minor to severe sun burning, and possibly even death.

Note: Nighttime invite of vampires may result in minor to severe undeath.

But, I thought we were buds?

Dine Out

We fixed an issue that could result in Sims wearing random clothing rather than a towel, when changing into a towel at the gym.

Fitness Stuff

Updated the choker necklace to appear when worn with yfTop_SP11HoodieCropBand and yfTop_SP11TankCroppedWrap.

Bowling Night

Sims should now choose to bowl at underground bowling lanes… If you were to build an underground bowling alley.

Where were you last night?

You were at the underground bowling alley… weren’t you!?

Why are you wearing a blue and pink polyester shirt that says Bubbas Bowling League?

I was at… the… club.

No… it was the… dance club.

It was polyester shirt night?

Vintage Glamour

Butlers will remember who they are working for, even if you load a different household to play.

Butlers should no longer appear in your list to hire a butler if that butler was formerly fired.

Jeeves?

But he was taking care of the baby!

No madam, my name is Binks madam.

I’m sorry madam, but there is this notification.

Cool Kitchen

Sims fingers should no longer deform oddly when wearing ymTop_SP03DenimShirt.

Thank you to our players, our community, finders of issues, organizers of chaos, creators, builders, and storytellers everywhere. Most sincerely,

-SimGuruGnome

#news #the sims 4 #ts4 #sims 4 #game update #patch

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[lifeofaliterarynerd]

We Need Diverse Books: Black History Month Edition                                          *Books by black authors and/or have black protagonists

How It Went Down - Kekla Magoon //  When sixteen-year-old Tariq Johnson dies from two gunshot wounds, his community is thrown into an uproar. Tariq was black. The shooter, Jack Franklin, is white. In the aftermath of Tariq's death, everyone has something to say, but no two accounts of the events line up. Day by day, new twists further obscure the truth. Tariq's friends, family, and community struggle to make sense of the tragedy, and to cope with the hole left behind when a life is cut short. 

X - Ilyasah Shabazz & Kekla Magoon //  Cowritten by Malcolm X’s daughter, this riveting and revealing novel follows the formative years of the man whose words and actions shook the world. X follows Malcolm from his childhood to his imprisonment for theft at age twenty, when he found the faith that would lead him to forge a new path and command a voice that still resonates today.

The Hate U Give - Angie Thomas // Sixteen-year-old Starr lives in two worlds: the poor neighbourhood where she was born and raised and her posh high school in the suburbs. The uneasy balance between them is shattered when Starr is the only witness to the fatal shooting of her unarmed best friend, Khalil, by a police officer. Now what Starr says could destroy her community. It could also get her killed.  

The Women of Brewster Place - Gloria Naylor //  We follow the stories of seven women living in Brewster Place, a bleak inner-city sanctuary, creating a powerful, moving portrait of the strengths, struggles, and hopes of black women in America. Vulnerable and resilient, openhanded and open-hearted, these women forge their lives in a place that in turn threatens and protects—a common prison and a shared home. 

Piecing Me Together - Renée Watson //  Jade believes she must get out of her neighborhood if she’s ever going to succeed. Her mother says she has to take every opportunity. She has. She accepted a scholarship to a mostly-white private school and even Saturday morning test prep opportunities. But some opportunities feel more demeaning than helpful. Like an invitation to join Women to Women, a mentorship program for “at-risk” girls. Except really, it’s for black girls. From “bad” neighborhoods. 

Shadowshaper - Daniel José Older //  Sierra Santiago was looking forward to a fun summer of making art, hanging out with her friends, and skating around Brooklyn. But then a weird zombie guy crashes the first party of the season. Sierra's near-comatose abuelo begins to say "No importa" over and over. And when the graffiti murals in Bed-Stuy start to weep.... Well, something stranger than the usual New York mayhem is going on.

The Rock and The River - Kekla Magoon //  Set in 1968 Chicago, Thirteen -year-old Sam realizes it's not easy being the son of known civil rights activist Roland Childs. Especially when his older (and best friend), Stick, begins to drift away from him for no apparent reason. And then it happens: Sam finds something that changes everything forever. Sam has always had faith in his father, but when he finds literature about the Black Panthers under Stick's bed, he's not sure who to believe: his father or his best friend. Suddenly, nothing feels certain anymore. 

Monster - Walter Dean Myers //    Sixteen-year-old Steve Harmon is on trial for murder. A Harlem drugstore owner was shot and killed in his store, and the word is that Steve served as the lookout. Guilty or innocent, Steve becomes a pawn in the hands of "the system," cluttered with cynical authority figures and unscrupulous inmates, who will turn in anyone to shorten their own sentences. For the first time, Steve is forced to think about who he is as he faces prison, where he may spend all the tomorrows of his life. 

This Side of Home - Renée Watson //  Identical twins Nikki and Maya have been on the same page for everything—friends, school, boys and starting off their adult lives at a historically African-American college. But as their neighborhood goes from rough-and-tumble to up-and-coming, suddenly filled with pretty coffee shops and boutiques, Nikki is thrilled while Maya feels like their home is slipping away. Suddenly, the sisters who had always shared everything must confront their dissenting feelings on the importance of their ethnic and cultural identities and, in the process, learn to separate themselves from the long shadow of their identity as twins. 

Brown Girl Dreaming - Jacqueline Woodson //  Raised in South Carolina and New York, Woodson always felt halfway home in each place. In vivid poems, she shares what it was like to grow up as an African American in the 1960s and 1970s, living with the remnants of Jim Crow and her growing awareness of the Civil Rights movement. Touching and powerful, each poem is both accessible and emotionally charged, each line a glimpse into a child’s soul as she searches for her place in the world.  

Promise of Shadows - Justine Ireland //  Zephyr Mourning has never been very good at being a Harpy. She’d rather watch reality TV than learn forty-seven ways to kill a man, and she pretty much sucks at wielding magic. Zephyr was ready for a future pretending to be a normal human instead of a half-god assassin. But all that changes when her sister is murdered—and she uses a forbidden dark power to save herself from the same fate. 

Fake ID - Lamara Giles //   My name isn’t really Nick Pearson. I shouldn’t tell you where I’m from or why my family moved to Stepton, Virginia. I shouldn’t tell you who I really am, or my hair, eye, and skin color. And I definitely shouldn’t tell you about my friend Eli Cruz and the major conspiracy he was about to uncover when he died—right after I moved to town. About how I had to choose between solving his murder with his hot sister, Reya, and “staying low-key” like the Program has taught me. About how moving to Stepon changed my life forever. But I’m going to 

Endangered - Lamar Giles //  The one secret she cares about keeping—her identity—is about to be exposed. Unless Lauren "Panda" Daniels—an anonymous photoblogger who specializes in busting classmates and teachers in compromising positions—plays along with her blackmailer's little game of Dare or . . . Dare. But when the game turns deadly, Panda doesn't know what to do. And she may need to step out of the shadows to save herself . . . and everyone else on the Admirer's hit list. 

Don’t Fail Me Now - Una LaMarche //  Michelle and Leah only have one thing in common: Buck Devereaux, the biological father who abandoned them when they were little. After news trickles back to them that Buck is dying, they make the uneasy decision to drive across country to his hospice in California. Leah hopes for closure; Michelle just wants to give him a piece of her mind. Five people in a failing, old station wagon, living off free samples at food courts across America, and the most pressing question on Michelle’s mind is: Who will break down first--herself or the car? 

Flygirl - Sherri L Smith //  Ida Mae Jones dreams of flight. Her daddy was a pilot and being black didn't stop him from fulfilling his dreams. But her daddy's gone now, and being a woman, and being black, are two strikes against her. When America enters the war with Germany and Japan, the Army creates the WASP, the Women Airforce Service Pilots - and Ida suddenly sees a way to fly as well as do something significant to help her brother stationed in the Pacific. But even the WASP won't accept her as a black woman, forcing Ida Mae to make a difficult choice of "passing," of pretending to be white to be accepted into the program. Hiding one's racial heritage, denying one's family, denying one's self is a heavy burden. And while Ida Mae chases her dream, she must also decide who it is she really wants to be. 

Mare’s War - Tanita S Davis //  Meet Mare, a World War II veteran and a grandmother like no other. She was once a willful teenager who escaped her less than perfect life in the deep South and lied about her age to join the African American Battalion of the Women's Army Corps. Now she is driving her granddaughters—two willful teenagers in their own rite—on a cross-country road trip. The girls are initially skeptical of Mare's flippy wigs and stilletos, but they soon find themselves entranced by the story she has to tell, and readers will be too. 

Not Otherwise Specified - Hannah Mockowitz //  Etta is tired of dealing with all of the labels and categories that seem so important to everyone else in her small Nebraska hometown. Everywhere she turns, someone feels she's too fringe for the fringe. Not gay enough for the Dykes, her ex-clique, thanks to a recent relationship with a boy; not tiny and white enough for ballet, her first passion; and not sick enough to look anorexic (partially thanks to recovery). Etta doesn’t fit anywhere— until she meets Bianca, the straight, white, Christian, and seriously sick girl in Etta’s therapy group. Both girls are auditioning for Brentwood, a prestigious New York theater academy that is so not Nebraska. Bianca seems like Etta’s salvation, but how can Etta be saved by a girl who needs saving herself? 

Parable of the Sower - Octavia Butler //  When unattended environmental and economic crises lead to social chaos, not even gated communities are safe. In a night of fire and death Lauren Olamina, a minister's young daughter, loses her family and home and ventures out into the unprotected American landscape. But what begins as a flight for survival soon leads to something much more: a startling vision of human destiny... and the birth of a new faith. 

The Sun is Also a Star-Nicola Yoon //  Follow Natasha, a girl who believes in science and facts, as she meets Daniel, a dutiful son and dreamer, as they spend a single day together in New York - and try to stop Natasha’s family from being deported to Jamacia.

Everything, Everything - Nicola Yoon //  My disease is as rare as it is famous. Basically, I’m allergic to the world. I don’t leave my house, have not left my house in seventeen years. The only people I ever see are my mom and my nurse, Carla. But then one day, a moving truck arrives next door. I look out my window, and I see him. His name is Olly. Maybe we can’t predict the future, but we can predict some things. For example, I am certainly going to fall in love with Olly. It’s almost certainly going to be a disaster 

Pointe - Brandy Colbert //  Theo is better now. She's eating again, dating guys who are almost appropriate, and well on her way to becoming an elite ballet dancer. But when her oldest friend, Donovan, returns home after spending four long years with his kidnapper, Theo starts reliving memories about his abduction—and his abductor. Donovan isn't talking about what happened, and even though Theo knows she didn't do anything wrong, telling the truth would put everything she's been living for at risk. But keeping quiet might be worse. 

The Misadventures of Awkward Black Girl - Issa Rae //  Being an introvert in a world that glorifies cool isn’t easy. But  Rae covers everything from cybersexing in the early days of the Internet to deflecting unsolicited comments on weight gain, from navigating the perils of eating out alone and public displays of affection to learning to accept yourself—natural hair and all.

Tiny Pretty Things - Dhonielle Clayton & Sona Charaipotra //  Gigi, Bette, and June, three top students at an exclusive Manhattan ballet school, have seen their fair share of drama. Free-spirited new girl Gigi just wants to dance—but the very act might kill her. Privileged New Yorker Bette's desire to escape the shadow of her ballet star sister brings out a dangerous edge in her. And perfectionist June needs to land a lead role this year or her controlling mother will put an end to her dancing dreams forever. When every dancer is both friend and foe, the girls will sacrifice, manipulate, and backstab to be the best of the best. 

Liar-Justine Larbalestier //  Micah will freely admit that she’s a compulsive liar, but that may be the one honest thing she’ll ever tell you. Over the years she’s duped her classmates, her teachers, and even her parents, and she’s always managed to stay one step ahead of her lies. That is, until her boyfriend dies under brutal circumstances and her dishonesty begins to catch up with her. But is it possible to tell the truth when lying comes as naturally as breathing? 

Hidden Figures - Margot Lee Shatterly //  Before John Glenn orbited the earth or Neil Armstrong walked on the moon, a group of dedicated female mathematicians known as “human computers” used pencils, slide rules, and adding machines to calculate the numbers that would launch rockets, and astronauts, into space. This book brings to life the stories of Dorothy Vaughan, Mary Jackson, Katherine Johnson, and Christine Darden, four African-American women who lived through the Civil Rights era, the Space Race, the Cold War, and the movement for gender equality, and whose work forever changed the face of NASA and the country. 

The Color Purple - Alice Walker //  Taking place mostly in rural Georgia, the story focuses on the life of women of color in the southern United States in the 1930s, addressing numerous issues including their exceedingly low position in American social culture. The novel has been the frequent target of censors and appears on the American Library Association list of the 100 Most Frequently Challenged Books of 2000-2009 at number seventeen because of the sometimes explicit content, particularly in terms of violence. 

Sister Citizen- Melissa Harris Perry //  Not a traditional political science work concerned with office-seeking, voting, or ideology, Sister Citizen instead explores how African American women understand themselves as citizens and what they expect from political organizing. Harris-Perry shows that the shared struggle to preserve an authentic self and secure recognition as a citizen links together black women in America, from the anonymous survivors of Hurricane Katrina to the former First Lady of the United States. 

The Blossoming Universe of Violet Diamond - Brenda Woods //  Violet is a smart, funny, brown-eyed, brown-haired girl in a family of blonds. Her mom is white, and her dad, who died before she was born, was black. She attends a mostly white school where she sometimes feels like a brown leaf on a pile of snow. She’s tired of people asking if she’s adopted. Now that Violet’s eleven, she decides it’s time to learn about her African American heritage. And despite getting off to a rocky start trying to reclaim her dad’s side of the family, she can feel her confidence growing as the puzzle pieces of her life finally start coming together. 

The Summer of Chasing Mermaids - Sarah Ockler //  The youngest of six talented sisters, Elyse d'Abreau was destined for stardom - until a boating accident took everything from her. Now, the most beautiful singer in Tobago can't sing. She can't even speak. Seeking quiet solitude, Elyse accepts a friend's invitation to Atargatis Cove. Named for the mythical first mermaid, the Oregon seaside town is everything Elyse's home in the Caribbean isn't: an ocean too cold for swimming, parties too tame for singing, and people too polite to pry - except for one.

Black Boy White School - Brian F Walker  //  Anthony “Ant” Jones has never been outside his rough East Cleveland neighborhood when he’s given a scholarship to Belton Academy, an elite prep school in Maine.But at Belton things are far from perfect. Everyone calls him “Tony,” assumes he’s from Brooklyn, expects him to play basketball, and yet acts shocked when he fights back. As Anthony tries to adapt to a world that will never fully accept him, he’s in for a rude awakening: Home is becoming a place where he no longer belongs.

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Did you hear? MOON TAEIL, the twenty-three year old STUDENT/MODEL, was spotted in downtown Yeoshin. We heard they’re a descendant of BASTET is known for having the ability(s) of HELLCAT/FELINE PHYSIOLOGY and ENHANCED ALLURE. If you look closely, they have an uncanny resemblance to BTS’ Kim Taehyung.

* . ✧ ˙ ˖ — and deep down in the soul, something rises, knowing well that what made us is what could be our demise.

Bast was originally a fierce lioness warrior goddess of the sun throughout most of ancient Egyptian history, but later she was changed into the cat goddess that is familiar today, becoming Bastet. Even later, Greeks occupying ancient Egypt toward the end of its civilization changed her into a goddess of the moon.

As protector of Lower Egypt, Bast, she was seen as defender of the pharaoh, and consequently of the later chief male deity, Ra. Along with the other lioness goddesses, she would occasionally be depicted as the embodiment of the Eye of Ra. She has been depicted as fighting the evil snake named Apep, an enemy of Ra.[4]

Images of Bastet were often created from alabaster. The goddess was sometimes depicted holding a ceremonial sistrum in one hand and an aegis in the other—the aegis usually resembling a collar or gorget embellished with a lioness head.

Her name became associated with the lavish jars in which Egyptians stored their ointment used as perfume. Bastet thus gradually became regarded as the goddess of perfumes, earning the title of perfumed protector. In connection with this, when Anubis became the god of embalming, Bastet came to be regarded as his wife for a short period of time. Bastet was also depicted as the goddess of protection against contagious diseases and evil spirits.

* . ✧ ˙ ˖ — we are capable, pressured into valiant things, able to do what others can’t in this foreign land.

Hellcat/Feline Physiology: Taeil has the ability to transform and mimic the abilities of a cat, but that comes with a twist. Along with the physical attributes of a domestic or big cat, green eyes, who’s pupils are either normal or oval, long lashes, pointed canines and ears and a sly tongue. He has the physiology of a hellcat, meaning that his cat form is of the demonic type. His aura is feline, a firey blue that grants him the abilities to manipulate, configure and create, hell-fire. His ability varies, able to summon the depths of firey hell, but also normal fire, though that ability is limited. His power can cause excruciating pain or even instant death, and instead of a normal orange-y glow, his is a crisp, sinister blue.

Enhanced Allure: He also has he ability to enchant themselves to obtain powers of persuasion as well as seduction. Depending on the user, they may have a “trigger” that makes people around them obey their commands. Once under their spell, targets are at their command and willing to do whatever it is they want, even suicide. But Taeil personally uses the sexual aspect of his power. It allows him manipulation over lust and love, pleasure, and gives him the ability of sexual inducement, seduction intuition, subliminal seduction and his favorite, supernatural beauty.

* . ✧ ˙ ˖ — as stories told, legends passed, languages spread, we start to forget who were before.

triggers in the following passage: drug/sex addiction, emotional abuse, domestic abuse, parental abandonment, suicide, mental instability, trauma

People say that there’s a little good in everyone, that even the most terribly, evil and pitiful human being had a sliver of good in them, a small heart that could grow with just the right push. But those same people, who have met Moon Taeil, the heir to the Moon business empire, would say that he, is an exception to that rule. The man knows good yes, but his association with it is slim to none.

Moon Taeil has never known poverty. Born to an ex-idol and a fashion and make up designer who’s career was already on the come up in London, life had always nestled in the realm of fine wine and diamonds. He lived in lavish homes, and visited the most beautiful countries the earth could provide. He attended private schools over seas and was taught by the best educational instructors money could buy. Taeil walked on red carpets and roses everywhere he went, and as a boy, that didn’t keep him from being curious, loving, and artistic. His calling was art and academics, he painted extravagant pieces and drew extraordinary portraits all while leading his classes in academics. But even with that going for him, every year, every family picture was taken, and you can watch as the curious child like wonder is sucked from his soul.

Moon Jongguk and Moon Taeyeon weren’t the nurturing type. Taeil was raised by butlers and nannies, and then himself once he was old enough. The only child of money hungry entrepreneurs took a hearty toll on the growing adolescent. His parents were stone cold in their emotions, emotionally abusive, and made him feel as if he was bellow his worth. They were hardly home, always traveling, building their empire by stepping on the little people as well as their son, and when thy were Taeil to them was, subpar. And so, he buried himself, he still attended his private school in London though his family moved back to Korea and while their, he indulged. Sex, drugs and alcohol consumed him, and he spiraled. Weed, opiates, pills, cocaine, the latter being his drug of choice took hold of his life and he hadn’t had care in the world. You see, in middle school, Taeil noticed that there was something…different about him. His eyes were a pure emerald green,enchanting and alluring in contrast to his deeply tanned skin. His ears seemed to point and he grew into fangs that he was eventually able to retract. At first ‘a fluke’ he thought, his slew of mental illness’ were starting to take a toll on him, pushing forth hallucinations. But digging and questions lead to the discovery of his lineage, and well Taeil took that in stride.

By the time he made it to high school, he had spiraled out of control using his abilities to co-horse and control, and under the influence of an influx of drugs, Taeil was a monster. Junior year began the terror of what he was…what he is capable of. His first boyfriend, the love of his life. He indulged in Taeil’s sexual fantasies and  drug issues. They had partners together, male and female alike. Indulged in drugged up parties and raves,  he was Taeil’s night in shinning armor. But their medieval love story came with a twist, one that included deviated septums, black eyes and bruises. Cheating and name calling and the works. And Taeil, subject to the emotional disturbance at home, was to fragile to endure, the night in the strange city being his down fall. Gun shots fired, and sirens wailed, blood covered his entire body and his lover lay limp on the floor. But Taeil’s finger prints weren’t on the gun, no gloves were discarded, he hadn’t even pulled the trigger…his lover had, on himself at Taeil’s hand he lay slumped against a hotel window over looking the Dubai night life, cause of death? Suicide.

From then Taeil knew the full brunt of his powers, even his ability to bring forth fires of hell. And from then he became an unstoppable force in the industry, his looks got him his modeling gigs, but so did his ability to persuade, to allure, to in-capture and completely take over someones mind just by a few glossed kisses, and fluttering lashes. Just with the flick of the wrist of the click of his Louboutin heels. And he became dangerous, a male femme fatal if you will. A feline minx who had the industry in his palm. He bathed in diamonds, and pink glitter gloss, while commanding men at his feet and boy did he love it. He basked in the attention it granted him, in the lovers it brought him, men willing to give their last dime even though he had every penny he could ever wanted. Women pushing to be apart of whatever he was offering. He is and was the pinnacle of society, known for his posh, London poise paired with his sensual demeanor. But underneath the kittenish licks, and pearls he was still a curious child, battered and broken. He had seen things, been to the depths of Hell and back quite literally. He still loved art, and even collects it now, still graduated the top of his class, and entered West Celestial’s medical program a year early the only thing he can feel he’s accomplished with out his power. He moved out to Yeoshin for school though he continues his model career and helps with his families empire outside of it. Everyone knows him here, a different him, still the sexy, sly, cat from high school, still surrounded by white powder and wine, in the penthouse in the hills. But there’s a different side of him in Yeoshin…something much less Hellcat and a little more domestic the face of an ex lover with a bullet going through his temple a constant in his dreams.

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