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words-with-wren · 22 days

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@chrumblr-whumblr day three: Carrying

Fandom: Endeavour. Four and a half years and I am BACK I missed these boys even though they break my heart <3 kinda bad but all of these are. Barely any editing OR even proof reading I'm ready 20 minutes late and posting from my phone woopsies

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It was raining. Morse hunched in his coat, squinting bitterly up at the water coming through the trees. The sun hadn’t even started lighting up the area, and the whole morning had an air of misery about it.

“Morning, Matey.” Strange’s greeting was altogether far too cheerful for the early hour of the morning and Morse turned his glare onto the other man. Dimly, he found himself for the first time a little envious of the uniform Strange sported--the hat and coat looked altogether far more suited for the weather than Morse’s own clothing.

Morse just nodded in response, risking a hand from the safety of his pocket to wipe wet hair out of his face.

“You really think we’re going to find something in this?” Jakes joined the two of them, an unlit cigarette between his fingers, looking positively damp. He was holding a torch in his other hand, the light illuminating the falling rain in a narrow beam. Morse found some small vindication that the sargent looked about as miserable as he felt.

His vindication disappeared a moment later when Jakes flashed the light of the torch directly into his eyes for a split second. Morse squinted abruptly, blinking at the momentary blindness. He decided he wasn’t in the mood for a fight and assumed that was an accident.

“If there is anything, we should start looking soon,” Morse muttered. He hunched his shoulders, trying to find some comfort in his soaking coat and staring at a single point while waiting for his eyes to readjust. “The rain’ll wash it away soon.”

“If it hasn’t already,” Jakes muttered. He put the unlit cigarette between his teeth. It sagged disappointingly, wet through. Deserved.

“The doctor said it’d be a knife, ‘bout so large.” Strange held up his hands as he was speaking, indicating a length about five centimetres long. Morse nodded, turning his attention to the woods.

The chances were low that the murder weapon was still in the woods where the body had been found, but DeBryn had said there had been some kind of struggle, and likely not all of the blood found splattered across the scene was the victim’s.

It was possible the weapon was still lying somewhere in the woods. Morse was of the opinion that their efforts could be better spent chasing other leads, but orders were orders and now here he was, standing soaked in the rain.

“Right then,” Jakes said, taking charge of the situation. A few other uniformed officers mingled around and it didn’t take long for a search to be organised, starting from where the body had been found that morning and steadily branching further out.

Morse found himself trudging through the wet forest, mud on the ground sticking uncomfortably at his boots, sweeping his torchlight over the muddy ground. At least he’d thought to pick up some wellys before heading out--his feet were about the only part of him not soaked through.

He scanned the ground as he went, hoping something would come up soon so they could all go and get warm and follow more useful branches of inquiry. The route he was following started drifting steadily downhill, and Morse had to withdraw his hand from his pocket to keep his balance, grabbing onto tree branches and trunks as he went, torch held tight in his other hand.

The mud was slippery and he almost lost his balance more than once, grabbing onto a tree to catch himself. His hair was back in his eyes and he wiped it out of his face again with frustration.

They wouldn’t even be able to get anything useful out of any evidence they found--a murder weapon would be one thing, but after this rain there was no way they’d be able to get any prints off it. This was all a useless waste of time.

Something flashed in the light his torch cast and he paused, one hand resting on a nearby tree trunk. He aimed the beam of the torch towards whatever it was, making out something sliver dangling from the branch of a tree. He stepped forward and suddenly a sharp pain bust through his foot.

He was on the ground before he realised what had happened, face pressed uncomfortably into cold mud. Pain flashed through his foot and he gasped, pushing himself up onto one hand.

Great, now he was wet and muddy. Not to mention his foot was throbbing in a concerning way. He shifted to sit but had to gasp out in pain, vision flashing white as he moved his foot.

He managed to catch himself before he fell back into the mud, but the world twisted and spun around him dizzyingly. HIs torch lay on the ground nearby, a beam of light illuminating the mud in an almost golden hue, sparkling dots of rain flashing through the light.

A root was jutting out of the mud just beside his feet and he glared at it--clearly the culprit that he’d missed in the wet and mud.

He managed to awkwardly shift into a sitting position and retrieve his torch, eyes watering with pain every time he moved his leg. Supporting himself with one hand, he glared at his foot as though that would make it stop hurting.

He wasn’t going to be able to walk on that he realised a moment later. With a groan, he started digging in his pockets with one hand, finally withdrawing the whistle Jakes had given him before they left the station.

He blew sharply on it, automatically blasting out three short bursts, three long, and another three short. Someone would be near enough to hear and come to his aid. While he waited, he turned his torchlight onto the silver thing, still caught in a tree. It looked like some kind of locket, sparkling in his torchlight, and he hoped that whatever picture was in it hadn’t been ruined by the rain. That could be an important clue.

“Morse?” Strange’s voice called from the trees a few paces away, and Morse could make out the flash of his torchlight.

“Over here,” he called. “Twisted my ankle.” His voice carried a note of bitterness as he spoke, trying not to think too hard about how this was going to take a few days to come right again.

Strange appeared through the trees a moment later, still looking positively dry. Morse, sitting propped up against a tree, his leg stretched in front of him, covered in mud and rain, glared up at him.

“You alright, matey?” Strange asked. Morse scowled.

“I will be. Just give me a hand up.” Strange moved towards him but Morse spoke again. “Wait, before you do.” He flashed his torch at the locket again. “I found that.”

“Of course you did,” Strange said good naturedly. He followed Morse’s torch beam and carefully tugged the locket off the branch it was stuck on. Tucking it safely into a pocket for later inspection, he turned his attention to Morse, in the process flashing the torchlight into his eyes.

He squinted, holding a hand up and Strange apologetically dropped the light.

“Sorry Matey,” he said, clicking the torch off and slipping it into another pocket. That unform coat really did have a number of pockets.

“You’re as bad as Jakes,” Morse grumbled. But it was noticeably lighter now, and the torches were beginning to not be needed. Morse kept his on regardless--he didn’t want Strange tripping on an invisible root and joining him on the ground.

“Up you get then,” Strange said, holding out a hand. Morse grabbed it with his free one, but the moment he tried to pull himself up, he jostled his leg and let out a scream of pain. He sagged back, eyes squeezed shut against the flash and steady throbbing coming from his ankle.

“I’m okay,” he said, waving away Strange’s anxious hovering. “Just let me catch my breath.”

“I don’t think you can walk on that,” Strange said. Morse just groaned in response. At least his boot was doing a better job at keeping his ankle tight than his usual shoes. Though taking it off was going to be a nightmare.

That was a later problem, now he had to figure out how to stand up so they could get out of this miserable forest and somewhere dry.

“Everything alright?” Jakes appeared through the bushes, the morning light strong enough to illuminate his pale face. Morse didn’t have the energy to glare up at him, his foot was hurting too much and his irritation at being seen in such a state by the sargent a secondary matter right now. “No time to be sitting down on the job, Morse.”

“He’s twisted his ankle,” Strange explained. Morse just nodded.

“Touch luck,” Jakes said. “Best be getting you to Casualty then.”

“I would if I could stand,” Morse muttered. He shut his eyes as another wave of pain flushed through his foot.

“I’ll carry you back,” Strange offered. Morse opened his eyes again, his pride battling for a moment with the pain emanating from his foot.

“Morse is a skinny blighter but I dunno if you can carry him yourself,” Jakes said, staring down at Morse with a critical eye. Then he flicked off his own torch and tucked it away--it was more than light enough to see by now--and moved to Morse’s side.

Before Morse could really process what was happening, he found himself wedged in between Jakes and Strange, one on either side of him. Both of them tucked an arm under him and their other behind his back and Morse found himself lifted between the two of them. He instinctively threw an arm over each of their necks to stop himself topping forward.

“Easy goes now,” Jakes muttered. Morse gritted his teeth as their movements jostled his foot, determined not to show any more pain.

It didn’t take long to get back to where the cars had packed on the edge of the forest. The rain had slowed to a steady drizzle, and Morse felt bone wearily exhausted. He was lowered to the ground and somehow managed to remain standing, leaning almost all of his weight on Strange and holding his foot up. Jakes ducked forward to open one of the cars.

“You finish up here,” he said to Strange. “I’ll get him to Casualty. And then home.”

Both of them fixed Morse with a long stare at that, but Morse just nodded. He was too exhausted to protest, and right now he wanted nothing more than to sleep off the pain.

They managed to manoeuvre him into the back seat of the car, where he could stretch his leg out over the seats and Morse only briefly blacked out for a second.

“Oh, here,” Strange said, fishing out the locket he had tucked away safely. “I’ll see you back at the nick,” he added to Jakes. Jakes nodded from the driver’s seat, a lit cigarette alright between his lips now he was out of the rain.

Jakes didn’t say anything as he pulled away from the forest, moving quickly along the road. Morse bit down a groan of pain as the movement of the car jostled his foot, but it faded to a bearable dull throbbing soon enough.

(He kept catching Jakes glancing in the rear mirror. There wasn’t anyone behind them, so he didn’t know why almost every time he looked up he made eye contact through the small glass.)

“What’s the locket?” Jakes asked, finally breaking the silence. Morse couldn’t help be a little grateful for the distraction.

He pulled it out, examining it closely. It had initials on it--F.C. The letters seem familiar to him, but he couldn’t quite place it yet. Carefully, he pried it open.

The image inside was of the victim--a young man named Joseph Ethans.

“It’s got Ethans in it,” Morse reported. He caught Jakes’ eye in the mirror again. “Doesn’t seem like something he’d own though.”

“A girlfriend’s?” Jakes asked. Morse frowned, biting down a hiss of pain as Jakes took a corner a little too sharply.

“F.C.,” he mused. Jakes made a questioning noise. “The initials on the locket.”

“That’s the girlfriend’s name, right?” Jakes said. “Felicity Clarke.”

“What’s her locket doing out in the woods then?” Morse asked, closing it again and tucking it safely into a pocket.

“Maybe he was going to give it to her?”

“I think we may need to question her a little more closely,” Morse said quietly. “DeBryn did say the killing wounds were weaker than one would expect from a grown man.”

“You think the girlfriend offed him?” Jakes asked.

“Maybe--aah!” He said the last as Jakes skipped a curb.

“Sorry,” Jakes said. “Almost there.”

“We’d better be,” Morse muttered. He shut his eyes, feeling strangely satisfied despite the throbbing ankle. Maybe the morning hadn’t been a complete waste of time after all.

The rain outside finally made way for a weak winter’s sun.

#wren writes #chrumblr whumblr challenge #carrying #endeavour #endeavour morse #endeavour fanfiction #GOSH i missed writing him #hopefully more coming soon hehe i have PLANS #anyway everyone say a big thank you to my laptop #she did a valliant job at Not Dying until id finished writing this and was about to post #round of applause please #i need to be better at feeding her

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unicornal · 10 months

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I've been juggling a lot of things at the moment but!!!! Just wanted to drop this here to show I am indeed still alive and making UWE fanart as promised! This is a little peek at a slightly bigger (?) animation I've been working on whenever I get the chance to amid everything else I'm doing! Animating his ear flicking back like a cat's ear was honestly my favorite part of this next to another little section not shown here

#unicorn warriors eternal #unicorn: warriors eternal #uwe #uwe aelwulf #aelwulf #fanart #animation #fan animation #uwe animation #artists on tumblr #unicornal wips #This is the second rough pass of this so apologies for it being a little on the messy side KJDJKSGJKLDS #I'm planning to have it cleaned up a little before I dive into finalizing everything via rendering lineart colors and whatnot #but for now I'm in the rough pass phase where I'm messing around and tweaking little bits and bobs here and there until I'm happy #This is definitely my favorite animation I've done so far; not to mention it's a first for me in terms of everything it entails #I've been really wanting to challenge myself BUT I've also had so many animation and fanart ideas bouncing around in my head #for the entire time I was away so needless to say I'll have a lot to share and even more coming soon hopefully!#I'm really excited about this one it's something that's been on my mind for Weeks so hehe KJDKLJSJGKLJSKL

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nogenderbee · 4 months

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♡˗ˏ✎*ೃ˚ 𝕃𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕒 𝕔𝕒𝕥 ₊˚ˑ༄

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ @miya-akane request: CHONGYUN AND FREMINET WITH S/O THAT ACTS LIKE A CAT PLEASE

(Saw your inbox was open so i took the chance. Hopefully I'm early enough)

-🌹

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Of course!! Gosh it was some time since I did requests like that hehe so excited honestly! But anyway, I relate to having cat as spirit animal so I think I might've got this one pretty good~ or not idk-

Also first time actually writing for Chongyun so hopefully it was alright! ^^

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ fluff

✧ Chongyun is honestly more of a puppy than a cat persona, so you two definitely have quite a relationship going on

✧ he's trying to get you to hangout often but when he's not, you just follow him and he has exorcisms to do! He loves you but why are you picking the worst moments to hangout?

"No, no! Now's really not the time... I love hanging around with you but currently this place is highly dangerous. ... Don't take a nap here!!"

✧ he'll often drop by your house to do some check ups on how you're doing, to the point you had to get this boy spare keys because he was worried sick when you were just taking your power nap

✧ you definitely get along with Xingqiu when it comes to your feistiness... you both look so innocent yet both of you have such an evil plans

✧ as long as you don't put anything spicy in his food, it'll be fine!

✧ but if you actually scold someone trying to put something spicy in his food... he'll definitely be touched and thankful for that. He'll even pay for your meal as thanks!

✧ he's also the type to wander around, especially when he's doing his job, so he'll sometimes join you when he sees you walking pointlessly around streets only if you agree of course

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@bleachtheidiot - come get your popsicle boy!

✧ you remind Freminet of Lynette so bad... he was probably looking out for your reactions when you met, hoping he got that one right

✧ he doesn't mind you being a bit introverted at all! In fact, he likes staying in himself

✧ you don't like water? That's alright! He'll dive in anytime you loose something there

✧ even if you can be a bit complicated with your affection... he'll understand it soon enough and you bet he'll blush!

✧ but your feistiness is something that often brings him to nervousness... you're not necessarily feisty towards him, unless it's playful matter but you are especially towards strangers...

✧ his siblings are proud of you protecting this boy in public but he on the other hand blushes every time you do and tries to drag you away

"Y/N c'mon it's nothing that bad... just... let's maybe go for some sweet instead? It can even by my treat!"

✧ but he has to admit, the amount you sleep is making him both worried and jealous

✧ like... he'd want to sleep whole day like you but his body just can't but he's also pretty much worried about your physical health and mostly about your mental health...

✧ and if you like just wandering around the streets, so does he pretty much! So he'd be usually pretty happy to take a small walk with you anytime!

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@bleachtheidiot - come get your shy diver!

#genshin impact #genshin #x reader #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #freminet #chongyun #freminet x reader #chongyun x reader #genshin freminet #genshin chongyun #genshin freminet x reader #genshin chongyun x reader #fluff #genshin fluff #headcanons #genshin headcanons

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seraphinitegames · 1 year

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The Wayhaven Chronicles—Update 14/April/2023

Aaaahhhhh!!! Book Three is out! People have played it! People are enjoying it!

*incoherent screaming*

I have been such a happy buzz all week! :D

But I did manage to get my brain to work past the internal ecstatic dancing in order to get a lot done too, hehe!

I wanted to make sure I was on top of any bug fixes that came through and get those back asap. There's a stat-based one I'm still working on checking out, hopefully will find the issue with that soon, but all the rest I've managed to send back without problem.

Around that, I managed to lightly plan out the opening to Book Four, which is different than my original thoughts, but I think this works WAY better. The original idea I had will now just come later at the start but my original plan had it opening right in the middle of the action like Book Three (which is a preference of mine) but I realised I really didn't want that this time around.

I also managed to look through the variables and coding etc to start looking at what I can streamline. A bit of housekeeping, as it were, lol! I'm still learning a lot about coding with each book, so hopefully each one will get smoother to write as I go!

Also got to answer Book Three asks, which was SO much fun! Getting to see everyone's excitement over Book Three just made me even more pumped for Book Four!

And I also managed to schedule up the Spring Scenario Specials on Patreon after going over those again to check for possible spoilers (think A's has a minor spoiler for Book Three, but I have noted it!):

Golden Memories (Nate/Nat Special) - 12th April

Looking after Dylan, the golden retriever, brings back happier memories for Nate/Nat, as well as a chance to get some quality couple time!

"Take your shot" (Adam/Ava Special) - 19th April

A game of paintball turns into an impromptu training session—but both the MC and Adam/Ava seem to be having far more fun than expected...

You are my Haven (Felix/Farah Special) - 26th April

After receiving a voucher for a couple's treatment, Felix/Farah and the MC head into the Big City to take full advantage of the relaxation together.

Leave it in Dust (Mason/Morgan Special) - 3rd May

Mason/Morgan reluctantly (very reluctantly...) agrees to help the MC give their apartment a Spring spruce-up. But when Mason/Morgan finds some of the MC's memories hidden beneath the dust, they realise how much more they want to know about them...

Next week, I am really going to throw myself into Book Four planning now! My brain is practically exploding with ideas, and I need to get them down and start organising where I want things and how it's going to happen.

And plan for that big formal ball scene we've all been waiting for...

Masquerade, anyone?

#the wayhaven chronicles #update #progress report #patreon

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aclowntiny · 8 months

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Hello 👋

Can I pls request seventeen reaction when they have a crush on female reader they haven't confessed yet and gets jealous when we hang out with our guy best friend more than them?

Thank you ❤️

Sure! As a girl with guy friends this is an interesting request for sure hehe 😁 sorry some are simpler than others, I just believe not all of them would be very jealous 😅 & that sometimes situations get misread so I mixed it up a few times! warning: long post ahead!!! hehe

Seventeen's Reaction to Their Crush's Guy Best Friend (F!Reader)

S.Coups

You were the cutest thing Seungcheol had ever seen. The way your lips pressed together when you thought, how wide you smiled when you got a pleasant shock…the way you’d given that same smile when he’d offered you his arm half-jokingly, half-seriously and you’d taken it, walking right alongside him like that.

So who was that guy making you smile and laugh? Why were you always dropping someone else’s name? Was he that dense or was this guy really just a good friend? Seungcheol wanted to be that name. He wanted to have you by his side, have plans with you as often as your self-described “movie buddy” you caught nearly every new flick with. He could feel his brow creasing whenever his eyes fell upon the guy, mostly out of confusion, but a touch out of something else, even though he knew he didn’t have the right.

He just wanted it, wanted it so bad it was practically motivation throughout the day. As if every task, every workout, was saving up more strength to finally have that conversation with you.

It came more quickly than he cared to admit, his feet carrying him right to you of their own accord. You were wearing his favorite color on you, and the smile you gave him when you turned around only spurred him on. He had to know. Had to make you his if there was any chance in the world. If not, that ‘buddy’ of yours had better treat you like a queen.

“Hi, Seungcheol!” You gave him a little wave and he thought his heart might burst. “What’s up?”

“Have you seen that new mystery that just came out?”

“Not yet,” you shook your head, “but hopefully soon, I’d really like to!”

“Oh, you haven’t made plans with your boyfriend for it yet?”

Your gape, the near-horror that crossed your eyes, was priceless in more ways than one. “That is not my boyfriend, that’s just my bestie! He’s my mom’s best friend’s son, and he’s so not my type!”

Passion took hold of Seungcheol, a wave of adrenaline like he could barely describe. “I see! I wanted to respect your relationship to him above anything, but if that’s the case… Can I ask you out to go see it?”

“Of course!” You grin. “I keep telling him to get a girlfriend to take to all these movies anyway! I only like you.”

It took everything in Seungcheol not to kiss you right then and there.

Jeonghan

“Well, what am I supposed to think?”

“She said they were just friends!”

“She also sits really close to him.”

Jeonghan was sick and tired of that same old argument. Sick and tired of wondering who that guy you took everywhere with them was, even if he was really nice. The others tried their hands at blind reassurance, but Jeonghan was the type to get information himself, and the way you two had sat so close, chairs pushed nearly as much as possible together and legs brushing, was the final straw.

One conversation and he would know. Would leave you alone and smile through the knowledge that he was too late, come to accept it in time. All he had to do was play his cards just right, and if there was one thing he was good at it was that.

You were happy that night. Having a great time out with Seventeen, laughing at Soonyoung’s antics after he’d had one too many, stealing lots of glances Jeonghan’s way that had his heart leaping and easy smile manifesting. Your ‘best friend’ couldn’t make it, so it was the perfect time to work his hook into the conversation.

“Did you see those little flower stands on the corner?”

“Yeah,” you nod, an eager yet wistful look crossing your lovely features, “the bouquets are so pretty! It’s because Valentine’s Day is around the corner.” And there it was- you had taken the bait exactly. “If only…”

The way your chin fell onto your hand, the little drift of your eyes. Dreamy, all of it. It was enough to make Jeonghan want to spoil you. “You don’t think anyone will get you some?”

Your eyes widen a bit; you take a sip of your drink and shake your head. “No, who on earth would? Unless I had a secret admirer,” you joked, voice truly and genuinely incredulous.

That was all Jeonghan felt too, complete shock at your lack of awareness of what a gem you were. Well, that and the soaring rise of satisfaction knowing how surprised you were going to be on the fourteenth.

Joshua

Joshua embodied the old “slow to anger” verse for sure. It took a lot to build resentment in him and he truly saw the best in others whenever he could. So the fact that this guy was bugging him? Had to be his problem. I mean, you met in dance class, of course he’d be dancing with you across the practice room floor, but why’d it seem like showing off when-

“Jealous?” Suddenly Jeonghan had appeared at his side, catlike smile upon his face.

Heat crept to Joshua’s face at the single word, furrowing his brows even as his eyes widened. That was all his vocal unit-mate needed, it seemed.

“I knew it. You like her, don’t you? That’s the only reason you’d care if they were dancing, after all we showed them the moves we were working on.”

“I just-” He sighed, unable to defend himself with lies any longer. “Yeah. I guess I just wish that could be me waltzing with her like that.”

“It can be! Watch!” Jeonghan held up a hand. “(y/n), can Joshua try? He’ll be a natural!”

“Of course!” You lit up. Waving away your dance partner, you stepped up to Joshua. “I can see you being a good waltzer, Mr. Gentleman.”

Rolling his eyes at Jeonghan’s smug look, Joshua nervously, gently, gripped your waist, ready to give you the waltz of your life and dip you like your best friend almost did.

Jun

He was always teasing you and nudging you, but it was ok, right? He drove you around and bought you food sometimes, too, but that was alright… wasn’t it?

It was natural to want to do those things with you, too, as long as he didn’t let any animosity toward the other guy build up. At least that’s what Jun told himself. Some of the members were whispering suspicions about you just not going official yet, and that was like an arrow straight through his heart. Ever since the day you two had gone to that cat café, after all, his heart had been for you and you alone.

You were laughing really hard at something he said. Something about raisins that surely needed context. Part of him wanted to scoot in closer. Another part wanted to just leave and move on to another conversation. He settled for quiet, just watching for a bit. Your eyes darted his way and he smiled. You smiled back. You brought up something funny he'd done, asked if he would recreate it for everyone. For you, he would.

The way you laughed was worth it. Lighting up your eyes reminded Jun what was really important- protecting your precious soul. Your friend laughed, too, played off the joke perfectly. He was a nice guy, he really was. Jun still couldn't help feeling intimidated, though, when he went up to get another drink and your best friend immediately followed. Trying to play it cool, he turned his head, gave your buddy a smile.

"Hi. Do you need something? I can get you a drink, or- or-"

"She'd kill me if she knew I was doing this," he blurted out, eyes staring right into Jun's eyes, "but she likes you, man. I wouldn't normally say anything, but... I don't know, I can just see it with you two. I just don't want her to get hurt, so..."

"I don't either." Jun's eyes widened at the revelation, corners of his mouth threatening to tug upward. "I just want to make her as happy as she makes me."

"Believe me, if all her rants are any indication, you do," your best friend teased Jun, elbowing him.

Hoshi

The moment he heard that you, the object of his feelings, had a guy best friend, it set off an insatiable curiosity. Soonyoung had to meet this guy and meet this guy fast. Because if this guy was your bestie, he probably wasn't your type, right? So if he was anything like Soonyoung himself, ouch. Not that it sounded like the guy was a choreographer or anywhere near the tiger aficionado he was. But just as important: did he treat you right? It sounded like he did. Did he set the bar really high? Model how a real man should act or would Soonyoung have to sweep in and take over for the bas-

"I know this is a little silly of a way to spend your day off, so I really appreciate you joining us, Soonyoung. Sorry we're late!"

Your words interrupted his reverie, cutting the blur of his vision back to dial in on your wonderful smile again. In your hand was the box of lego he'd agreed to build with you and the guy he'd been curious about for so long, someone who was really into building sets, apparently. Soonyoung could dig it. A rare respite from the usual chaos he lived in.

"Don't worry," he comforts you, throwing a hopefully-subtle glance your bestie's way. Well, he certainly didn't look like Soonyoung. Whew. "This is a great way to force me to relax. I'm all yours!"

Of course, being a tiny bit more flirty around the best friend may also draw a distinction...better venture putting an arm around you when you sit down just in case...

"Next time I come to Seoul, I'm hoping my girlfriend can make it, too," you best friend suddenly comments as he splits the baggie labeled with a 1 open, "she just had to be in LA this week. We could..." He pauses, glances between you and Soonyoung with a sly smile. "...maybe do a double date or something?"

Oh, he could just kiss this guy! No, wait, you! Soonyoung feels himself flush and grin widely before he can help it, trying to calm his expression as he glances your way. Can you feel his heartbeat against your side?

Your eyelashes flutter. So cute. "I-I'm game if you are," you tell him shyly.

"I am. I so am."

Wonwoo

"Well, if it isn't Jeon 'Nerves of Steel' Wonwoo."

"Are you insecure or something?" The bespectacled rapper shoots back, sparing Chan a passing glance.

"No, I'm sane! If I liked someone whose best friend was all over her like that, I’d hardly be carrying on like normal.”

“All over her? They’re just walking up arm in arm! We don’t even know the guy yet,” Wonwoo reminds him. After all, this is the first time they’ll be meeting the bestie they’d heard so much about, so it is still unfair to judge him. Even if Wonwoo does wonder what it would feel like to get to walk with you that way…

“Hi guys! We’re here!”

You exclaim the greeting and your best friend grabs your hand, hoisting them up like you’ve just won the Olympics. The others swarm you right away, members you’re also close with and a few of the elders vibe-checking your friend. By the time Wonwoo approaches, Chan following quickly behind him with a skeptical arch of his brow, Seungcheol is already talking to him about music.

“Of course I’ve heard your songs! (y/n)’s car alone would teach me a lot, but I’m a fan anyway! It must be so amazing, all the different people you guys get to work with and other idols you get to meet! Who’s the nicest?”

He does seem really nice. Chan can keep his immaturity to himself, Wonwoo thinks. Who cares if the guy is- still holding your hand? Ok, a bit suspicious, but he had to swallow that, remembering your happiness was the most important thing and smiling for you.

“Oh my gosh! Wooyoung from Ateez? Good to know, he’s pretty much my ideal type!” Your best friend jokes to Seungkwan, who’s quickly hijacked the conversation about other idols. “Isn’t that right, (y/n)?”

“Save it for your poster,” you joke back before turning toward Chan and Wonwoo with a teasing grin, “I keep telling him his next boyfriend should be a lookalike- whoever finds him wins!”

Ok, now Wonwoo is smiling for both of you.

Woozi

Oh, man, if Seungcheol found out, he was dead meat. At least that was Jihoon’s guess. His fellow leader could be very intimidating when he wanted to be, and the protective streak Jihoon admired would surely apply to his best female friend. The very same woman he had fallen for.

You were bright, cheery in a way that energized him instead of exhausting him. Just the type he'd always dreamed of. The day you left one of your silly little figurines in his studio "just to keep him company" was the day he knew he'd fallen hard. Seungcheol always beamed at you with pride, and Jihoon could see why. But did your friend see you as his?

“Here, listen to this!” Seungcheol was in the studio, your figurine and Jihoon both watching as he gently dropped a pair of headphones onto you.

Your eyelids fluttered closed; contentment spread across your face, bringing warmth to Jihoon’s heart as he couldn’t tear his eyes away. Gently you nodded to the rhythm, smile growing as your head bobbed. It was like Seungcheol was gloating, torturing him-

“What do you think?” Hands on either side of your head, your friend freed you from the headphones’ grip and peered into your eyes with a smile Jihoon tried desperately to read. Maybe that was the problem: he was trying both too hard and not hard enough.

“I love it!” You burst out, glancing between the men on either side of you from your chair. “Did you write this, or-”

“No,” he shook his head, “Jihoon did. Sounds like someone beautiful must have inspired him, huh?”

Seungcheol’s head turned as he said those last words, nodded almost imperceptibly. Oh. It was that demo. Was he- Was he giving his blessing? Jihoon felt red blooming beneath his cheeks, barely resisted the urge to frown and wave a hand and turn back around from your gaze. Well, the nod- and Seungcheol’s look of amused surprise- would have to do. Jihoon didn’t feel like having a conversation with him about it, but maybe he’d have one with you soon…

You seemed positively giddy to introduce Seokmin and your best friend, probably because he was like the next best thing. Not that that was the role he wanted. It wasn’t besting the poor…well, bestie, it was simply that you were so cute and he just wanted to hold you and sway you back and forth and kiss your cheeks and…

Seokmin really liked you. The fact that you had a guy best friend, though? Easily meant you just clicked with dudes, had a different approach to dating. It wasn’t something he tried to bring up too much. Ignorance is bliss, after all.

Bliss that couldn’t last forever, though, as you dragged your friend forward and Seokmin got ready to study every interaction you had with him. After all, if you acted the exact same way toward that guy it would be obvious. Crushing, pun intended, but obvious.

The guy playfully rolled his eyes as you yanked him over- not by the hand, though, by the sleeve. Interesting. Introductions went smoothly.

“So, how long have you two known each other again?” Seokmin asked.

“Funny, I was just about to ask the same thing to you!” Your best friend replied with a smile.

Was that a challenge? A threat? Was this a how-well-we-know-(y/n)-off?

Apparently not, for all the guy did was nod and say “Ok, cool!” before you guys all headed into the arcade.

Soon you three were having a shoot-off at the basketball game, and when you took second place, you high-fived both of them. Equal treatment? But earlier you had put your hand on his shoulder, oh and you said he looked cute when you guys were messing with the game props and-

“Hey, Seokmin?” Your friend had gone to the restroom, leaving just the two of you pulling aside from the hoops.

“Yeah?”

“I hope this isn’t a weird time to do this, but, well, I wanted there to be a third person in case things got awkward,” you paused for three, four of his rampant heartbeats, “I just wanted to tell you that I like you.”

His jaw dropped. “Are you serious?”

“Why would I lie about something like that?”

“I dunno, I guess I was just worried you saw me the same as your friend there,” he shrugged.

“Please,” you waved your hand, “love that guy, but he doesn’t have a romantic bone in his body.”

Seokmin grinned. “And I do?”

“Says the guy who always pulls me away from the road and gave me his scarf the other night!”

“Oh,” Seokmin mused, “I forgot about that. But you know what? Keep it.” And with that, he scooped you into a the warmest hug of your life, all the lights and chatter of the arcade fading out beneath the sensation.

Mingyu

Mungyu was head over frickin heels for you. You, the way you smiled, how hard you laughed at his roast battle with Soonyoung (he won), the cute little way you wrung your hands when you were nervous. He couldn’t help but feel jealous of your male best friend, though- that man must have known your lovely brain even more intimately, known every secret to winning your heart. Maybe he already was winning it, the way you always sat by him and dragged him along on your wonderfully silly antics. The most conflicting part? Your best friend was one of his bandmates.

He’d only met you because you moved near Seventeen’s dorms and Seokmin started bringing you around. It shouldn’t have mattered, but the way you laughed together had his chest tightening, wondering why that couldn’t be him. But would saying something upset Seokmin, cause a rift between the two men? That was the last thing Mingyu wanted. If only his heart would dull its ache, quit beating a mile a minute the moment you fell into his sights.

Something snapped in him one day, though, when you fated three made a convenience store run. You were in a particularly good mood, excitedly grabbing your best friend’s hand and swinging your joined appendages back and forth. All Mingyu wanted was closure, and he was going to get it once and for all.

“So, do you two like each other?” The moment Seokmin rounded the corner to find his favorite snacks, the words burst from the tall rapper’s lips. Mingyu’s composure threatened to falter in the seconds before you answered, ticks that felt like minutes.

You giggled, but the sound wasn’t sheepish, in fact it was…incredulous? Not to mention extremely adorable the way you lit up with mirth. “No way! Seokmin is like a brother to me. In fact, the only reason he started bringing me around Seventeen was thinking he was going to set me up with one of you,” you replied.

“Really?” Mingyu can’t hide his gape at that. “Which one?”

At that, you giggle again. “I don’t think it mattered, really! I think he just wants to make a real sister-in-law out of me. I’d probably have my pick,” you rolled your eyes teasingly.

But then your gaze fell from his almost shyly. And there between aisles of foil snack packages, beneath fluorescent bar lights, came a glittering vision of hope. As if all of Mingyu’s dreams were going to come true.

“Well, if you’re taking applications, sign me up,” he tells you, leaning against a cookie display.

His arm slipped and he almost fell, but you said yes, so nothing was going to wipe the grin off of his face as he took your hand, insisted on carrying your bag on the way back to the dorms.

Seokmin just swung his head back and forth between you two. “What happened while I was gone?”

The8

“You’re not jealous?”

“Why should I be?”

Frankly, it blew some of the other more possessive-leaning Seventeen members’ minds how little it bothered Minghao. You, the girl he claimed to have feelings for, to feel differently toward than anyone else he'd ever met.

"Because that guy is sitting awfully close to her!" Mingyu shot back. "You're not upset? At least feeling like you have competition?"

"A person isn't a prize. It's her choice on who to be with, not mine, and besides, they're best friends. I'm not exactly wishing to be in his place, no," Minghao responds, ending his statement with a smirk.

Mingyu shakes his head at first before breaking into an amused smile and laugh. "All right, you got me there."

Before much else could be said, Minghao heard his name, grinned as he turned around and saw you waving him over. "Come play our silly little game with us!"

"Ok," he chuckled, sending one last smile to Mingyu, who mouthed an overly encouraging 'go get 'em, tiger' that had his nose wrinkling.

In all honesty, it made him happy to be included in moments like that one, old nostalgic games with your best friend. Like him back or not, there was a beauty in seeing Minghao as an important enough part of your life and he wouldn't waste that. As a matter of fact, it only encouraged him to get closer to you and your friends and welcome you more into his life, too.

“After this, you get to pick the next game, ok?”

Minghao just smiled. “Of course. I can teach you mine and my mom’s old favorite.”

Seungkwan

“Oh, remember at your brother’s birthday party when your mom had the limbo contest?”

“Yes, he just bent his legs so weird!”

You and one of your closest friends are sitting reminiscing on all the things you’d done together. The two of you have, for lack of a better term, history, and maybe that’s something that will never get built up the same with-

“Seungkwan?”

Turning his head, Seungkwan responds to his leader’s call with a faint hum, seeing Seungcheol nod toward an empty bedroom and following him in. As soon as he steps through the threshold, he sees the way his elder has his arms crossed and his downturned eyebrows raise.

“Wanna talk about what’s going on out there? And before you ask, yes, I can tell something’s off. It’s (y/n) and her friend, huh?”

Curse his expressiveness. Sometimes Seungkwan feels like he can never keep a secret. Everything is betrayed by his face or the way he acts, but nothing in the world can suppress reflex, pure emotion. At least not all the time.

He sighs. “Yes. I just… I just can’t help feeling like I’ve lost. He knows her like the back of his hand, they have all these memories together… maybe I should just give up.”

“Just because they’ve known each other for longer doesn’t mean anything,” Seungcheol comforts him, stepping forward to rest a firm hand on his shoulder, “in fact, maybe that’s a good sign. If they’ve been friends for years and he’s never made a move, why would he now?”

Seungkwan’s shoulders rise and fall beneath his leader’s warm grip. “Maybe. I guess… I mean, I just worry because she’s spending all that time with him and what am I if not-”

“Seungkwan!”

Your voice cuts into the dark, curling clouds of his reverie, fading around the corner as he stiffens and Seungcheol drops his hand again. Shuffling carefully forward, he tentatively leaves the room to find you standing before him, a smile rising gently to your lips.

“There you are,” you breathe, stepping closer, “I was worried when I saw you leave suddenly. Are you alright?”

His heart flips. He nods. “Yeah, Seungcheol just had a question for me. I’m heading back out, in fact,” he adds, shooting Seventeen’s leader a brief look and receiving a nod in response.

“Good. It’s not the same without you,” you tell him, and this smile elicits more than a flip- this time his heart practically explodes.

“Really?” He asks before he can stop himself.

“Really,” you confirm, heading back out into the room. Luckily you don’t seem to notice the very smug, triumphant glance he shoots your best friend’s way.

Vernon

Vernon isn’t the jealous type. Possessiveness is unnecessary stress, and he feels like if two people truly connect there’s no need.

The problem is he isn’t sure how well you two have connected. Sure you’re friends and sure you guys have hung out, but there’s another guy you’re with all the time- boyfriend? Hard to tell. If so, not officially, not in words. He’s your best friend, your ride or die, so to speak, and Vernon isn’t going to do anything to get in the way of that. Having twelve ride or dies himself, that would be hypocrisy in the highest.

Yet the way his brow furrows seeing you with him, the unpleasant jolt of his heart when you bring up yet another joke just the two of you share, has him wondering if his interest is feckless. It’s not anger, for he had no claim to you, but a strong desire for closure, just one final word to release him from the surreptitious glances at your beauty or jokes made just for you. The thoughts of what sort of stuff you would do as a couple- were you the matching tattoos or matching pajamas type? DIY dates or something bougier? Probably more DIY, you were so down to earth, but Vernon would spoil you if you let him…

“Oh, come off it, bro,” you waved your best friend’s hand off your shoulder, wrinkling your nose at the embarrassing childhood anecdote, “I haven’t done that since I was a kid and you never saw me, my mom just told you the story!”

Bro? Bro! One choice word had Vernon’s ears perking up. He’d never caught you going full bro with your bestie before. Did he have a shot? Involuntarily his heartbeat picked up.

“And I’ll never let you forget it,” your best friend gave you a smug look, crossing his arms.

Your eyes met Vernon’s in a flustered glance. As cute as you looked embarrassed, he didn’t want you to be uncomfortable. Instead he offered a comforting smile. “Don’t worry, I didn’t really catch it.”

Sighing in relief, you shook your head at your friend before looking once more at Vernon. “You’re so lucky you just have a sister, otherwise this is what you have to deal with.”

Vernon laughed at that, a sound that even surprised him, but such a giddy rush had struck his heart with the hope that came from your revelation. If your best friend was a brother in your eyes, could someone else hold your heart?

Dino

Lee Chan was, in a word, not having it.

You were it for him, a girl like he'd never met before, and it had become his newest mission in life to show you how amazing you were. Compliments, small gifts, being there for help or comfort whenever you needed it, all were fair game for the youngest member of Seventeen.

So why were you suddenly dragging this other guy around everywhere?

Chan's heart felt like it was in a vice when you made all the posts taking him to an amusement park, to Baskin Robbins, the park, all the cute places he would have given anything to go one-on-one with you to.

"Trust me, I think you should let this go," Minghao told him at practice one day, "look at his arm around her, nice but so stiff. There's no way the two of them are anything but friends."

Valid point, but who else would take up such major real estate of your time so quickly? Go from zero to sixty hanging out unless you were his girlfriend? Either way Chan wasn't going down without a fight.

The next time he saw you, the metaphorical gloves were off. And by that, Chan fully intended to march right up to you, thundering of his heart be darned, and have his choice words. Well, choice question, really.

"Why are you doing all those things with him and not me?" It wasn't entirely a complaint, not entirely a command or entreaty either. It was everything Chan felt when he looked at you and lit up, then saw someone else basking in that light.

Your brows furrowed at his words, every twitch of your muscle one of true confusion, before you spoke. "Who, my cousin? He's only in Seoul for a few more weeks, so we've been cramming it all in. Do you really want to do all that with me too?"

Cousin! Internally Chan was breaking out into a one-man dance routine. Externally? He had to keep it a bit cooler.

"With you and no one else," he confirmed with a smile, leaning back against the wall with a look of smug satisfaction, even if it did mean Minghao was right.

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✦ Lost in Limbo Devlog #8 | 02.06.24

AHA! It's February (has been for a few days, but I've been a bit busy as per usual) so that means another Lost in Limbo devlog! We have been recovering from our wrap-up, working left and right, and oooh boy aren't things getting interesting. Let's jump into it, shall we?

First of all...

🎉🎊🎊THE DEMO CGS ARE DONE!🎉🎉🎊

Raquel has worked SO HARD to achieve this, and the results are simply amazing. We could never ask for a better artist, and we can't wait for you all to see and experience every CG for yourselves. Sadly, we made a promise of only showing Gael and Amon's, so you'll have to wait a bit more for the others! ; v ;

And next! You thought we were finished with the characters?! NOT BY A LONG SHOT! As you may remember, our demo script went through a few changes, but this secondary character remains! We don't want to talk about them too much, but we also wanted you to have a taste of them, as they'll be the first character you'll meet... 👀💜

Our plan is to finish this sprite and then move on to the character's expressions. We have to figure out the most efficient way to work on them, though!

The dreaded section—but THIS MONTH we come with a wonderful announcement...

✨🎆Airyn has joined the team!✨🎆

And you'll ask, who's Airyn?! Well, she's an amazing person we met during our master degree; we have been developing a friendship for a while now, and as we needed an extra hand with our backgrounds, Airyn offered us her help! She's an incredibly talented concept artist who loves working on backgrounds, and we are so so thankful for her help! We literally couldn't ask for a better professional to join us during our demo journey :')!

You can see some of Airyn's work on her ArtStation, here!

She has already started to work on our unfinished backgrounds, and so far we can offer you this fantastic WIP of one of the places you'll visit in the demo! 💜

But Astro is not far behind! He's getting our last background ready, and so far he's doing an impeccable job! We hope these mysterious places are piquing your curiosity, because we definitely can't wait for you to visit them!

I'm reaching page 100 of our script, having left behind a few things to correct! Only 40~ pages left, which means soon we'll make a second round of editing and correcting. Allie is almost done with their first editing process and that's very exciting! We can't honestly thank her enough for her incredible job 💜(I think I say this a bit too much, but we gotta be thankful on this team!)

The CG's have been programmed and they work so far! Now each character has a CG to be unlocked and seen in full HD, and each in their own gallery, hehe. Next I'll have to play around with the credits because I was having trouble with something last time I tried to get them done—but as always, I'll get it done one way or another!

This month we have worked hard! January has been a good start of the year I think. I hope we can speed things up a bit now that we have Airyn to help us with the backgrounds, and hopefully she'll be a permanent addition to the team if everything goes well! I don't want to jinx it, but I feel I can see the end of the tunnel little by little. Planning stuff, looking up different things, getting busier and busier...Let's see if February, even if short, proves to be a productive month!

Also, we hope you all have been taking care and the start of the year has been nice to you. There's so many amazing things happening in the indie otome community, so make sure to enjoy it all! 💜

#visual novel #lost in limbo #otome #indiedev #devlog

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arc-misadventures · 1 year

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Horror Games

Jaune was a streamer, going by the name: Crescent Knight. And, today he was playing a relaxing game of, ‘Shadows of Doubt.’

Jaune: Okay… Fingerprints collected. Addresses collected. Any, and all information on the victim has been collected, and yet we have no clue who murdered this poor sod.

GoldenDragon: It was the butler!

RedReaper: No, it was the maid!

Jaune: I don’t think there is a maid, or a butler character in the game. You two.

GoldenDragon: I can dream, Harold!

Jaune: Hehe~! That you can. Ahh, my characters hungry. Lets see, what we should have today…?

TeaLotus: Noodles.

ThunderThighs: Pancakes!

Jaune: There are no pancakes, ThunderThighs, sorry.

ThunderThighs: WHAT?!!

ThunderThighs: This game sucks!

Jaune: Hehehe. What is with you, and your weird obsession with pancakes?

Jaune: Let’s see… 147th street…?!

A howling cry soon emanates form his speakers, causing, Jaune to look at the chat feed.

Jaune: Hey, thanks, GoddessofVictory for subscribing for…? (Whistles~!) Whoa… 14 months! Thank you! And, you sent me a message too…Let’s see… “Crescent, have you decided to do anymore collab streams with any other streamers soon?” Collab streams, eh? Well, Emerald Guardian, and I are planning on playing a few games later, but we need a few more people to play before we can do that. So… Maybe, hopefully soon.

ShadowNinja: Oh! Are you two going to be crossing swords soon~?

Jaune: Hilarious, Ninja, absolutely hilarious…

ShadowNinja: Let me enjoy my otp dammit!

AngelofSnow: We know you’re dating, let us enjoy this!

Jaune: Sheesh, can’t you guys get your own love life to be interested in. Not mine you sad, lonely people?

RedReaper: Ouch.

IceCreamShortstack: 🤣🤣🤣🤣

GoldenDragon: That hurts dude.

Jaune: Oh, we…

: AHHHHHHHHHH!!!!

Jaune: …

Jaune: Lamb…?

TeaLotus: Did anyone else hear a scream?

CoffeeAddict: Was that Emerald Guardian?

BunbunBunny: Is she okay?

Jaune: Yeah, that was, Emerald Guardian, chat. She’s playing some sort of horror game.

Jaune: …

Jaune: I don’t think she’s winning…

CoffeeAddict: I don’t think so.

RedReaper: Sounds like she died during a jump scare.

Jaune: Yeah, probably. I don’t understand why she’s playing one of those game. She doesn’t watch horror films, because she can’t handle them, I don’t watch them because I’m bored by them. So, why is she playing those kind of games?!

GoldenDragon: Because it’s fun?

GoddesofVictory: People like to be scared.

Jaune: I know that, but…

(Click)

Jaune: Hmm?

Jaune swiveled in his chair, allow the chat to see the back of his chair as he addressed the new arrival in his room.

Jaune: Jessica? You okay?

ShadowNinja: Oh, are we going to have some juicy Emerald Knight moments!

IceCreamShortstack: 😘😘😘

AngelofSnow: Hell yeah!

Jaune: Do you need…? Hey, what are you… Ooph?!

ThunderThighs: Oohhh~! Sounds like something interesting is happening~!

GoddessofVictory: This should be good!

Jaune: Uhh… You okay?

Jessica: No…

Jaune: Did something scary happen?

Jessica: Yes…

Jaune: Okay… Do you want to stay here for a while then?

Jessica: Please?

Jaune: Stay as long as you want then. Now, lets get back to it.

Jaune swivelled in his chair so he was facing the camera again, and he showed himself sitting in his chair with his girlfriend, Jessica, the Emerald Guardian hugging him tightly, resting her head in the crook of his neck as she sat on him.

GoddessofVictory: OH MY GODS!!!

IceCreamLover: ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

ShadowNinja: YES! All my fantasies are coming true!!!

BunBunBunny: Oh that is so precious!

CoffeeAddict: That’s so fucking adorable!

KnightBat: Hey, has anyone seem, Emerald Knight?

SuperMan: She left her game after that last jump scare.

GoldenDragon: Look for yourself.

RedReaper: ❤️ This is so cute!!! ❤️

AmazonianQueen: OH MY GODS!!! She hugging him like a koala! That is so precious!

Jaune: Hehe~! Ladies, and gentlemen: The benefits of a small girlfriend.

Jaune smiled for the camera before giving his Smol girlfriend a kiss, causing the chat feed to explode with hearts, and happy comments.

Jaune: Alright then, where were we…? Ahh yes. Murder~!

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HIHI, this is my first request ever so i hope im doing it right- could i have a reader who’s really impulsive when their tired or sleepy, like their too tired to care about what they say. then their laying on their crush’s lap and they suddenly cup their face and start complimenting and admiring them then confess and swhhrcbjsscc preferably written with akito, minori and whoever u like!!! (sorry if this was too detailed.) TY <3

A/N: omgg, this is soo cute😭🩷‼️ im actually like that irl but instead of compliments i say random sht? Anywayzz here ya go and i hope you like em🫶

Sudden confession

Gn! Reader x akito shinonome & minori hanasato (akito might be ooc...)

Minori Hanasato

You were laying in minori's lap after a hard day, you could finally visit your best friend and feel relaxed. Minori brushes your hair with her fingers and proceeds to talk about her day

"We had lots of fun today! Airi is teaching me this choreography of this one song i like! We're planning on-"

Minori pauses herself, wondering why you suddenly out a strand of her hair behind her hair

"Hm? You know i could do that myself right?" She says playfully, you smiled at her playfulness and began telling her how you feel, you werent sure why, you just did..

"Minori, i love you, more than friends.. hehe" y/n says playfully before falling asleep, leaving minori in a state of shock, confusion and happiness

"W-WHAAAT?! Y/N! WAKE UP! DONT J-JUST FALL ASLEEP!" Minori screams, shaking you to hopefully wake you up, she also wants to tell you that she feels the same way

Akito Shinonome

You just got home after school and the sun was begining to set, you sat on your bed playing your phone and doing nothing, you then decided to do your homework.

Once you opened your bag you see that your notebook was nowhere to be found, you panicked a bit, the deadline was tomorrow and the notebook was nowhere to be seen, you suddenly remembered that a certain close friend of yours borrowed it to take some notes, you then proceed to call him.

"Hey, kito.. where's my notebook? Do not tell me you left it at school..." You asked, you could hear akito groaning "chill i accidentally put it on my bag, ill just.. return it tomorow" he shruggs, you sighed in annoyance and began to tell him that you needed that notebook to finish some assigments.

"If you want that notebook then just, come to my place.. i mean.. we live pretty close right? Youre just.. right around the corner.." he suggested "what?! No way! Im not walking, you brought my notebook with you, you should be the one to return it.!" You fought back, making sure to emphasize your words.

"Well.. then im not giving it to you, bye" akito says in a sing-song voice "w-wait! Ugh.. fine ill get it.. dont copy my homework tomorow kay?" You added, akito groaned "fine, finee.."

After minutes of walking you knocked the door of the shinonome household, you were greeted with akito, wearing pajamas and carrying a bag of chips, he coughed when seeing you "o-oh you actually came.. yeah uh.. the notebooks right in my bag.. ill go get it" he responded when he left, you could see the tv playing, it was your favorite movie! When akito came back he saw you staring at the television.

"Hm? You know this show too? Hm.. wanna watch it with me?" He asks, before he knows it you were already inside his house watching the television. You wondered.. why werent his parents home? and where was his sister?

"Hey akito, wheres your dad? Or your sis?" You ask, akito simply shrugged and replied nonchalantly "my sister doing something at her room...probably drawing or talking to her friends.. my mom's out with her friends and my dad is staying late for work" you simply nodded and continued watching the movie, soon enough you found yourself falling asleep, akito doesnt notice this but begins to notice when it suddenly got too quiet..

"Hm.? Y/n you alright- oh hell no.." he mutters, you were sleeping peacefully, akito wants to wake you up.. but at the same time.. he doesnt afterall he did drag you out in the middle of the night just for you to get the notebook that he stole, akito sighs and puts a pillow below your head, he sighs and whispers ".. what did i get myself into.." you shuffle around and mutter quietly "mm.. like... You too... Kito.." you mutter, akito overhears this and instantly turns red.

"Y-YOU WHAT?!" He screams and instantly covers his mouth, you groaned a bit and continued sleeping, akito was surely thankful that you were a heavy sleeper. "Oh thank god..." He sighs with relief ".. i like you too dumbass.. took you long enough.." he says quietly with a tone of playfulness. He arranges your sleeping position so that your comfortable.

Bonus:

Akito sneakily took your phone and then took a pic of your sleeping face and sets it as your wallpaper "theyre gonna love it.." he grins mischievously, after hours you finally wake up, you grabbed your notebook and quietly leave the house, when you checked what time it is you went red with embarrassment it was a pic of yourself sleeping! You'll surely get him next time.!

#pjsk #project sekai #prsk #pjsk x reader #project sekai x reader #prsk x reader #vbs akito #vivid bad squad #akito shinonome #akito shinonome x reader #mmj #mmj minori #more more jump #minori hanasato #minori hanasato x reader

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starg1rlie · 1 year

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𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮

⟡ rating. fluff ( general audience )

⟡ prompt. "calla lily" ( getting married to character )

notes. joined ying's lil' milestone event , hehe , hopefully this doesn't botch on me . . . personally , weddings to me are so vv cute and magical !! ( also pardon if the wedding vows don't match the ones that you're used to , i just did it from memory ) reblogs and likes are appreciated ! | wc. 852 words ( 4,742 characters )

⟡ feat. various x fem! reader ( tartaglia, ayato, diluc, alhaitham, zhongli, thoma )

ㅤㅤWhat a feeling it is to be wed to someone, to be linked to the love of your life, to feel such joy and happiness as you look into your spouse’s eyes and know that your unconditional love is reciprocated, maybe even multiplied by tenfold. Marriage. Wedding. Vows.

ㅤㅤYou liked to replay that night, the night he proposed to you, in your head as the two of you began wedding preparations. Thinking of the engagement ring sliding down your finger as you made plans for the wedding cake (he preferred a cake with the sweetness level lowered accordingly to match his palette), thinking of the way he swept you up in his arms while you were being fitted for your dress, thinking about the amount of unbridled affection and love in his eyes as you prepared yourself to do a practice walk down the aisle you’d walk on come next morning.

ㅤㅤ“You’re beautiful,” he murmured that night as he wrapped you up in a blanket and pulled you into his warm embrace. “You’re amazing.” He then pressed a kiss to your cheek. “You’re all that I could ever want or need.” He burrowed his face into the crook of your neck, warm breath fanning out against your collarbone, eliciting a giggle from you. “You’re my everything.”

ㅤㅤYou remembered quite vividly how happy you felt in that moment, simply you and him, tangled limbs under the bedsheets, thinking of the future that you two would share together. You remembered linking your hand with his, fingers lacing through his own, and staring into his eyes, his dazzling and mesmerizing eyes. You remembered watching him sleep, head propped up by one hand, the other still clasping your fiance’s, watching his chest rise and fall steadily with each intake of breath, admiring the curve of his jawline, drinking in every detail of his face, his body, his entire being so it would be permanently seared into your brain.

ㅤㅤAnd so when the fateful day finally came, when you slipped into the wondrous dress your friends had picked out with you one night, when you held onto the bouquet of flowers in your hands tightly, when you adjusted the veil so that it would obscure your face (he’d chastise you for wearing it, covering your beautiful face from him, and you’d simply brush it off with a “it’s tradition”), you felt ready. Actually, scratch that, you felt more than ready. The procession began; someone was playing the wedding march on the piano, a child (no doubt Jean and Lisa’s; they recently adopted an adorable little girl) was wailing before she was soothed by her mothers, and even a few sniffles and tearful gazes. What a wonderful day it was to be married, to be wed to the love of your life.

ㅤㅤ“Do you, (Name), take this strapping young man to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, until parted by death?” the priest inquired, looking up from his book.

ㅤㅤYou nodded, murmuring the words “I do” as the man proceeded, asking the same question to your soon-to-be husband.

ㅤㅤ“And do you, sir, take this lovely young lady to be your lawfully wedded wife?”

ㅤㅤHe looked at you for a moment, a smile flickering over his lips, before nodding firmly. “I do.”

ㅤㅤ“And so, by the power vested in me, I now pronounce you, husband, and wife. You may now kiss the bride.”

ㅤㅤA cheer rose up from the people seated within the quaint little chapel he’d picked out, everyone rising to their feet and clapping loudly. You turned from your now-husband to wave at them all, blowing kisses towards everyone before turning back to face him.

ㅤㅤ“Hey,” he said softly, quick to pull you in by the waist, using his free hand to push up your veil to get a better look at your face.

ㅤㅤ“Hey,” you replied with a small laugh, tugging off the elbow-length gloves you were currently wearing, placing a hand delicately against his cheek, cupping it and rubbing a thumb over the skin soothingly.

ㅤㅤ“So. We’re married now, huh?” He said with a low chuckle, that smirk never leaving his face as he slipped his hand under your chin, tilting you up closer to his face. “Who woulda thought? If someone told me ten years ago that I would marry my best friend, I would believe them to have rocks in their head.”

ㅤㅤYou tittered. “Yeah, I wouldn’t believe them either. But here we are.”

ㅤㅤ“Here we are,” he repeated, fondness clear in his tone. His eyes darted down to your lips, ignoring the ongoing chants of “kiss him!”, instead, initiating the kiss first, turning his head to angle his lips properly, locking against yours. The cheers rose again once more, noise amplified even louder, ringing in your ears as he swept you up in his arms, true bridal-style.

ㅤㅤ“Shall we go, wife?” he said with a grin.

ㅤㅤYou beamed at him, pecking his cheek. “We shall, husband.”

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11queensupreme11 · 20 days

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OKAY, I HAVE A LOT TO SAY!!!

i know i haven't been active in updating or answering asks, sorry about that, but i just wanna tell you to wait just a biiiiiiit more!

i also have a lot of exciting things i wanna vent about so yeah hehe

tomorrow is monday and officially the start of my finals week!!! i have finals on monday, tuesday, and wednesday and after that, the semester is OVER for me!!!! however, for the remainder of the week, i have signed myself up for to stay at a spa resort as a sort of 'relaxation gift' to myself 💖 an update will most likely come after that

also!!!!

i was previously a psych major who's doing premed BUT I HAVE DECIDED TO PURSUE AN MD/PHD INSTEAD SO I CAN GET PAID TO DO MY PHD AND HAVE MY MED SCHOOL TUITION PAID OFF 🥰

so yes, my new plan is to graduate college to get my bachelors degree, get a master's degree, and then find an md/phd program. by the end of all of this, i should (hopefully) have 7 degrees (i currently have 3 rn lmao). that's more than anyone in my entire family has so you know what that means???!!!!

i can finally be the child that my asian parents brag about during family get-togethers 😂😂😂😂😂

ALSO WUTHERING WAVES IS COMING SOON ASHFGJHFVJHFV JIYAN, CALCHARO, SCAR, IM COMING FOR YOU

#I AM SO CLOSE TO THE END OF THE SEMESTER WOOHOO #AND THEN... I HAVE SUMMER SEMESTER...#BUT THATS ONLINE SO ITS OKAY WOOOHOOOOOOO 🥳

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rabbitenn · 7 months

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Okok I have a kinda silly req

Yuki, Mitsu, and any other boy of your choice reacting to their s/o surprising them dressing as a bunny (whether cute or sexy you decide) at their house? XD

RABBILOVE.

Maybe he likes your little surprise a little too much.

ft. Yuki, Izumi Mistuki, Kujo Tenn, Izumi Iori x gn! reader.

cw/genre: fluff, a teensy bit heated in Yuki’s and Tenn’s but still very much fluff.

hey, hey, nonnie ! This is such a cute request, thank you so much for the idea <3 I hope you like the rest of the boys I picked hehe. My apologies that this is kind of late, hopefully you’ll still enjoy….

♡ YUKI

— You knew Yuki wasn’t exactly the most adamant at expressing his emotions through words.

— With that cool facade of his, sometimes, you couldn’t help but tease him a little, just for the pleasure to see him at a loss for words.

— That is the reason you orchestrated this whole plan, after all.

— With a mischievous smile, you take out the black suit you had just purchased, alongside a pair of fishnet thighs and black bunny ears.

— Looking at it now, the suit seems more revealing than you had expected… Well, you already invested the money, so might as well carry on with your little machinations.

— Yeah, it definitely is way smaller than you had imagined, practically leaving nothing to imagination.

— You hold your heating cheeks as you examine yourself in the mirror. Then shake your head: no, this is good, actually. This is meant to fluster Yuki, it’s going to work.

— Just as you make your way out of your shared room, the front door clicks open.

— “[Y/n], dear, I’m home.” Yuki greets. You observe from the corridor as he settles on the couch.

— Silently approaching from behind, you wrap your arms around his shoulders.

“Welcome home, Yuki ~” You sing-song, tone playful.

— You walk around the sofa, finally sitting next to him, your legs crossed.

— An intense peachy hue rises to your lover’s pale cheeks. You relish in the way he’s trying so hard to keep a straight face.

— “Is something the matter, Yuki?” You tease, facing him, taking a lock of his hair and twirling it between your fingers.

— “I…” He swallows, his icy eyes very obviously roaming through your curves. Then, he covers his face with his hands. “How am I supposed to resist when you look this good?” He mumbles, his tone whiny.

— You chuckle as a response.

“Oh, Yuki, you can be incredibly cute.” You tell him, cuddling up against his side.

— You think he’s cute, but his mind right now is running with all kinds of passionate thoughts.

That, however, is a story for another day.

♡ IZUMI MITSUKI

— The weather was getting cold, and with, it the sun set too early, the vibrant clouds of dusk fading to black all too soon.

— You didn’t mind that much, your boyfriend was brighter and warmer than any sun, anyway.

— But tonight, you miss him. You had come to the dorms to spend the night with him, but he and the rest of the boys were taking longer than usual.

— You sigh, laying on your boyfriend’s bed. You wish you could cuddle with him now… But you know how important the work he does is to him, and you want to support him through it all.

— Turning on your side, you spot something orange and soft-looking folded on one corner of the bed.

— It’s his hoodie, the one with rabbit ears.

— You smile, picking it up, hugging it against your chest. It smells like him and it looks so comfy… Would it really be that bad if you were to try it on?

— You miss Mitsuki, and you’re all alone here, plus it’s starting to get cold…

— Listening to those reasons you yourself came up with, you shrug the hoodie on, pulling on the hood, fluffy rabbit ears sticking out.

— It’s so soft… And comfortable… And warm… You could certainly fall asleep right now.

— And that’s exactly what you do.

— Sweet dreams of your cute partner grace your sleep.

— That is, until you hear the dorm’s door and various voices filling the otherwise empty space.

— You stand up in a hurry, running to welcome them back, especially Mitsuki.

— “Mitsu!” You exclaim, engulfing him in a hug as soon as he steps through the door.

— “Hey, [Y/n]!” He has time to say, before bracing himself as to not topple to the ground when you throw your arms around him.

— He chuckles. “You really missed me that much, baby? Oh, what are you wearing?” The idol asks, as he places his hands on your shoulders.

— Your face heats up, you totally forgot to remove his sweatshirt.

— You go to pull off its hood but Mitsuki stops you.

— “Leave it on, my lovely.” Your boyfriend smiles, patting your head. “You look adorable.”

— You bury your face in the crook of his neck. You’re so happy he’s here with you now.

— And so is Mitsuki. He missed you a lot too. Plus, returning home to you wearing his clothes is certainly a nice surprise, especially when you look so cute.

♡ KUJO TENN

— You had been a little worried about your boyfriend.

— He works so hard, and tries to make everyone happy, which led to him recently having been hospitalized due to overwork.

— And yet, he was stubborn enough, that in order to avoid worrying and disappointing his fans, he showed up at the concert anyway, offering his usual perfect performance.

— Your heart broke a little when you saw how exhausted he was afterwards… You really want to do something for him.

— However, now that you ponder it, you are really not sure this has been a great idea.

— Sure, the pink bunny costume is cute enough, with the white fluffy ears to go with it, and the lacy white stockings… But will you be able to live up to any expectations Tenn might have had?

— Well, you’re already all dressed up and your boyfriend deserves to be pampered, so you raise your chin and go to join him in your room.

— As soon as you as much as crack the door open, Tenn raises his gaze from his phone, looking your way.

— With a gasp, you close the door between you.

— No, you’re so not ready for this… But you want him to feel loved…

— “[Y/n]?” You hear your boyfriend from the other side of the door. “Are you there? Is everything alright, my love?”

— “Y-yes!” You squeak. “I’m okay.”

— Tenn tries to open the door.

— “No, Tenn! Wait. Don’t look!” You take a deep breath. Okay, you can do this. “Can you close your eyes for a moment, please?” You ask him, your tone bashful.

— “Alright. Done.” You hear the amused lilt of his voice.

— Carefully, you enter the room, coming to stand right before him.

— “Okay, you can open your eyes now, Tenn…” You shyly utter.

— And oh, is he happy at the sight. Maroon eyes widen, a color not very different from the one on your costume dusting over the angelic pallor of his complexion.

— You look so utterly cute… And the way you act so shy is just so endearing…

— “I wanted… to surprise you with something nice… because you work so hard for everyone…” You mumble, fiddling with the frilly pink miniskirt. “Do you… Do you like it?” You ask, averting your gaze to the side.

— “I love you.” Are the words Tenn utters, as his hands take hold of your waist and his forehead rests against yours.

— Your breath hitches at his sudden proximity, eyes fixated on his dilating pupils as he takes you in.

— “Tenn…” You breathe out. “I love you too…”

— “Now, how about I give my bunny a secret night?” He whispers, lips brushing the shell of your ear.

— “Tenn!” You whisper-shout. “Tonight is about you, so let me spoil you, hm?” You retort, encouraged, as you wrap your arms around his shoulders, noses inches apart.

— “Expect me to return the favor, though.” Tenn smiles, as he leaves a tender kiss on your jawline, starlight lashes tickling you as he trails towards your sweet lips.

— Oh, this had definitely been a good idea.

♡ IZUMI IORI

— You were very aware Iori loved cute things, no matter how much he tried to play it cool.

— You saw the bento boxes his brother prepared for him and how he took pictures of them with shiny eyes.

— So much so that, lately, you had started helping Mitsuki prepare your boyfriend’s lunch boxes.

— But, somehow, this didn’t feel enough for all the things Iori did for you; from helping you with your classes, to taking you on dates he knew you’d like, to caring for you when you were sick… He works so hard for everyone, performing and helping manage IDOLiSH7…

— So, one afternoon, you decide to surprise him.

— You had accorded to meet at your house to study together, thus, this was the perfect moment to do something for him.

— You look at yourself in the mirror, adjusting the soft bunny onesie you had bought.

— You knew Iori was weak to this kind of cute stuff (see, you actually had to refrain yourself from buying a matching one for him. As much as you’d love seeing him in one, you don’t want to overwhelm him).

— As soon as you hear your doorbell, you run to the door, knowing it’s him (he’s never late).

— “Iori!” You greet him, with a wide smile.

— He gasps, slamming the door shut behind him.

— Those deep night sky eyes of his are averted, stealing furtive glances in your direction.

— ‘Too cute! Too cute!’ He thinks, as he tries not to stand there, just staring like an idiot in love (which he very much is).

— But he just can’t admit that so blatantly.

— So he clears his throat. “[Y/n], we have homework to do, don’t we?” He tries, in his usual cool tone.

— “Just admit that you want a matching one already, will you?” You chuckle, poking his cheek.

— His blush deepens. Then:

“No, seeing you look this cute is enough.”

— You giggle, placing a sweet kiss to his cheek and leading him by the hand into your room.

— Needless to say, Iori kept messing up his math problems that afternoon.

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warriorstale001 · 1 year

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Xtra Small Update.

As most of you following me are probably aware, I have a fic on AO3 called Xtra Small or XS is it's shortened abbreviation. I started writing it when I was VERY new to the UTMV and to writing fics in general.

It's... been a while since I updated it... In fact, today marks two years since its last update... And that is a fact I'm not proud of ^^'...

(More info and explanation about why I've been taking so long to write the next chapter below, but to summarise the main point: I have not given up on XS and plan to have another chapter out soon)

Why haven't I updated it in so long? Well there's quite a few reasons really, but the main one that kept me struggling to continue writing for so long was the fact I just didn't feel proud of my writing in that fic anymore. Don't get me wrong, I still love XS and it will always be precious to me (especially kiddo Cross hehe :3), but I just couldn't help but compare myself to... Well everyone whose writing I came across, especially if they wrote babybone fics too. And when people commented on my earlier chapters in the fic I would cringe and wonder how they possibly got through them since I just kept thinking of all the 'better' fics out there.

So for a while I ignored XS and started writing other fics that I felt more proud of and that I think show how I've grown as an author, but I never planned on abandoning XS fully. Over these past 2 years I have gotten sooo many comments from people who have read the fic asking when an update is coming or just telling me that they really enjoyed the story and honestly, that's made me feel more confident in my writing. It really means a lot that despite all this time, people haven't given up that I'll continue the fic and I can't let them or myself down by just never getting around to update it. It made me slowly appreciate XS again for the fic it is. It's not perfect, but if it can bring enjoyment to a reader for even a little bit, then it makes me happy knowing 'Hey, I wrote that :3' hahs ^^

It almost took 2 years to write, but last week I finally finished writing the first draft of the next chapter of the story. It'll take time to edit, but I'm pleased to say that there will definitely be a chapter coming soon enough. Hopefully late April/beginning of May at the latest.

If you're still here two years on since I last updated, then I just want to say thanks for sticking around so long and I'm sorry for leaving you on a cliffhanger for so long. I love you guys and I really hope this next chapter will be worth it.

Thank for not giving up on me or XS!

And thanks to those who are here mainly for OSDiff for being patient too ^^!

Have a super day everyone <3!

#update #fanfic #writing #ao3 fanfic #Xtra Small #XS #Xtra Small Update #Still alive!#not gonna give up #Can't do that to the people who have been waiting all this time #have a wonderful day #You're all awesome

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nogenderbee · 11 days

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♡˗ˏ✎*ೃ˚ 𝕋𝕒𝕚𝕪𝕒𝕜𝕚 𝕕𝕒𝕥𝕖 ₊˚ˑ༄

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ ☁️ anon request: HELLO BEE! I'M BACK!! Remember me?

Oh my- it's been awhile since I've seen your blog and requesting, I hope you miss me tho :)

Anyways, can I request emu x f!reader having taiyaki date? Also can it be oneshot and platonically?

I actually wanted to request this since months ago but I'm always late😭. And since the requests are open now, I hope I didn't late this time (Everyone is fast as sonic when it comes to requesting🥹)

Like always, take care of yourself and I hope you have a great day^^

- your first anon :D (☁️)

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Hiii!! OMG IT'S BEEN SO LONG How are you doing, dear? I swear I'm so so happy to see you ^^

Also yeah, I know requests can be problematic sometimes ToT But oh well, I'm happy so many people like my my writing hehe

But honestly, I really enjoyed writing this one!! So hopefully you'll like it too!

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ fluff

It was no secret to Emu she loved taiyaki! And you as their partner knew it the best! She often brought it when you two were hanging out, especially at Phoenix Wonderland or at your place.

So... why not take her to restaurant that specializes in taiyaki for one of your dates? That right here was something you couldn't miss~ And what's better than making it a surprise since your girlfriend loves them so much?

"What if it's... Oh! A super duper cool slide!"

"Slide? No! Haha... I would've told you to dress comfy if I wanted to ale you to a playground."

"Slides still can be fun!"

"Well yeah but... maybe another time, yeah?"

"Sure! I don't want to ruin your plans! Let's see now... what else could o guess..."

Of course she was guessing the entire way! And to your surprise, she didn't mention anything with taiyaki?! It's a bit surprising, sure... but at least your surprise I'd going in good way so far!

And when you finally stopped in front of your date place, pink haired girl was in middle of thinking of another guess so she accidentally bumped into you.

"or maybe we're going to- Aoh!"

She took a while to look at you confused, then looked in the direction you were facing and you could see her face brighten immidietly! It's like her eyes were dazzling and she was jumping in.place, unable to hold her excitement.

"You remembered!"

"Hehe~ Of course! How could I not?"

You almost wanted to say it's hard to miss since she brings taiyaki so often and brags about it whenever she had one but... you decided to leave your little teasing for later~

"Well, what are we waiting for?"

"Yeah let's go!!"

Thinking you're gonna be the one leading was a mistake. When she spoke, she immideitly took your hand in hers and didn't walk into the restaurant... she ran right in! Naturally, dragging you behind her~

You didn't even had to speak as she immideitly asked nearest worker where you could sit and soon, were presented with various choice of taiyaki and how it's served. You were honestly surprised there was even so many... your girlfriend too but seemingly not as much. It's like she already knew about most and finally got the chance to try it!

"There's even ice cream taiyaki!! We should get lots of it too! Oh, but I want to try the one with chocolate as well! And strawberries..."

She obviously had a hard choice... and since it's supposed to be special date for her, you decided to give her free hand so she could enjoy herself more.

"How about this... we can share like... 5 different taiyaki's today and we'll come another time to try the rest?"

"Really?! Yes, yes!! I promise to pick the best taiyaki options that are here!"

She said with this determined look on her face, letting you know that despite it sounding like just few simple words, she was actually serious as her eyes wandered all around the menu, searching for the perfect taiyaki's!

Today you discovered how picky Emu can be when it comes to taiyaki... but one thing you need to admit... her choices were utterly AMAZING!! She picked 2 classics, claiming how they were her favorite and they indeed were worthy of that title. But she also got 3 taiyaki's that are rarely served the way they are... but despite them being a bit different, they were also great!

But the best thing wasn't great taiyaki's or soothing music that played at that place... the best thing was your girlfriend's face when she tried each of them. The way she smiled with those shining eyes, like a little kid who finally got their favorite candy~ it was simply charming <3

After the date was over and both of you were walking home together, she decided to do a little summary of the food you ate.

"First! Classic taiyaki with red beans! 10/10!"

"Hm... that's classic but good... Sure, let's give it 10/10. How about chocolate ones?"

"Hm... 10/10!!"

"Heh~ Well I dunno... for me it was more of a... 9/10? It just missed something to me..."

"Strawberry taiyaki!"

"Hm... 7,5/10. Not my tastes... How about you?"

"Big 10/10!"

"How are we gonna judge them fairly if you'll only rate them 10/10...?"

"But- I can't give them anything else! Taiyaki is simply too good for that!"

You could only sigh with small smile... guess she really likes taiyaki... but that only proves to you that she enjoyed this date and you honestly couldn't be any more glad~

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@bleachtheidiot @akitosheart @hayillaaaaaaa @miguelito-maruti-blog - come get your smiley girl!

#nogenderbee ☁️ anon #project sekai #colorful stage #x reader #project sekai colorful stage #project sekai x reader #colorful stage x reader #project sekai colorful stage x reader #emu otori #emu otori x reader #project sekai emu otori #project sekai emu x reader #fluff #project sekai fluff #oneshot #project sekai oneshot

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seraphinitegames · 1 year

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The Wayhaven Chronicles - Update 02/June/2023

I don’t think I’ve ever had a book plan come together as smoothly and as organically as Book Four is shaping up!

Even when I stepped away from the main plan to work out some parts of bigger scenes coming up later in it…they just flowed!!

The variations are slotting into place, and the ideas for how to go about one of the different ways I want to try something just for Book Four is really working!

It feels INCREDIBLE! :D

One of the extra things I did this week too to help was change from planning on lined paper to squared paper. I know, it sounds strange, but it really works for me, hehe!

My brain goes into intense mode when I’m planning with so many ideas, particularly with this book, and I scribble it down as fast as I can to get those thoughts out.

But that can mean it gets very messy, and I struggle to read my own notes sometimes, lol!

Yet for some reason writing on squared/grid paper makes me write SO much neater even when I’m writing super fast!

One of the things I’m gonna do also is start working on the character sheet for the antagonist. They are such a complete character already as the plan has come on that I want to get them down fixed.

That’s one of my tasks for next week, along with social media days and, hopefully, even more super smooth planning!

Hope you all have the most incredible weekend! We’ll be offline as usual so I’ll talk to you again soon!

#the wayhaven chronicles #interactive fiction #personal #update #twc book 4

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celamoon · 1 year

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HELLO 💗💗💗 may i have a fishbowl (?) soy candle with a grapefruit scent? (maybe... cherry picking? hehe)

(hopefully i phrased that right ;; this event sounds super cute i'm squealing)

You don't trust Komaeda at the wheel.

Sure, he has his driver's license. Sure, he knows how to drive and does it well, but god is it scary driving with someone whose luck cycle is consistently on the offense against them. You should have picked a closer orchard; the more you think about it. Speaking of which, you didn't even pick this orchard. You had only told Komaeda that you wanted to go cherry picking, and suddenly, he wakes you up early in the day and tells you that the two of you are going on a road trip.

Sure, the two of you are well prepared for anything that could happen, and sure, the two of you aren't worried about what could possible happen, but you still sweat cold bullets as you sit in the passenger's seat, directing Komaeda which way to go and which exit to take. You're scared a boulder is going to launch out of nowhere.

"You're being paranoid again." Komaeda hums. "We already made all the safety measures."

"I know," You pout. "But it's still scary."

It's cherry season, and it just so happens that there's an orchard within reasonable distance. You can't believe you agreed that Komaeda would be the one to drive. You're going to drive the way home. There's no way you're trusting him at the wheel again.

Though, the countryside of Japan is pretty.

The greenery that you pass and the fields and fields of crops look like something straight out of a ghibli film, and you exhale slowly as the breeze blows against your face. It's a comfortable breeze, and the car isn't driving so fast that you feel like the wind is going to blow your head off. You wonder where the cherry trees are. It's been... a good two hours.

"You said it was within a reasonable distance," You check the map; the signal gone.

"Much more reasonable than other places," Komaeda hums. "Two more hours!"

"You're kidding me." Your jaw drops. "That's not reasonable!"

"It's drive-able. It's in Yamagata! Their cherries are the most well known." Komaeda pouts. "Only the best for you."

You sigh. "Couldn't we have taken the train? It takes the same time, and you don't need to waste gas money! Ko... I appreciate it, but—"

"But I wanted to go on a road trip with you," He pouts. "Yamagata has a cherry event after 3..."

"So you decided that exhausting yourself and driving up to Yamagata was the better choice."

"Yes."

You decide that knocking out in the seat is the better choice. His phone still has signal, and worst comes to worst, you die with Komaeda. It's a win-win no matter how you look at it.

Komaeda glances at you knock out next to him, and he stares at the GPS. He was surprised you didn't notice that he had been planning it for so long. You always let him do whatever he wanted to as long as he didn't do anything outrageous. He could bring home a ferret, and you wouldn't be phased.

When Komaeda shakes you awake, you're at the orchard already.

Pink. Pink is everywhere. It lands in your hair as you step out of the car, and it's visible in the clothes you had worn after Komaeda told you to dress nice. Even the sky looks pink from all the cherry blossoms. Though, Komaeda looks the best. The pink in his hair matches the background, and you stand still, blinking at Komaeda, grin on your face. He's always so pretty.

"Is something wrong, love?"

"You look pretty."

"Thank you," He smiles, patting you down, brushing the petals from your hair. "The cherry trees are going to be greener." He hums, pulling you along. "Since they're fruit trees."

"Yes, Ko," You follow behind him. "I get it."

Komaeda's pretty when he's somewhere pretty. He's always pretty. He's been pretty. Pretty pale eyes and pretty pale hair, even if it was white from all his sickness. Though, his transplant has been going smoothly, and it seemed that he would be healing soon. You couldn't wait to see what kind of tragedy would befall— no. Positive thoughts. Positive thoughts.

"Love?"

"I'm glad you're recovering."

You leave it at that, staying silent for the rest of the walk, staring as the pink from the cherry blossoms turns into the green of the fruit trees, the cherries hanging from the trees. They're pretty. The green is nice and alive, and the cherries are bright red, yellow tinting it an ombre.

You stare for a little too long, and Komaeda waits for you to snap out of it.

"We can have them later when we're picking." Komaeda stops when the two of you arrive at the farm. There's a surprising lack of people. You had been expecting more, especially since it was cherry season. Though, you suppose it'd be insane for a person to drive all the way from Tokyo just for cherry-picking. You wonder what was going through Komaeda's mind.

You rock on your feet as Komaeda talks to the farmer, handing him 2400 yen. Two baskets are handed to him, and he turns to you.

Komaeda smiles as he hands you a basket.

"How much as we allowed to pick?"

"A basket," Komaeda hums. "But we're allowed to eat however much we want, so feel free to-"

Komaeda watches as you reach and twist a cherry off the nearest tree, shoving it into your mouth, spitting the pit out into your hand, beaming. It's sweet.

Komaeda's perfectly content with the way you grin or smile, and he's perfectly fine with standing behind you, carrying both baskets as you press cherries to his lips and kisses to his cheek as a thank you. You're glad no one's here to complain about your skinship. It was frowned upon.

Komaeda didn't mind it at all.

He holds the basket to your hand to catch the cherries, and he holds onto the trinkets you have stored in your bag. There are a million things to love about you, he thinks. Even as his arms start getting sore from the two baskets, he doesn't find it in himself to despise you. He never did. Even if you were to leave him, he'd only think it was deserved. He still doesn't get how you of all people managed to fall for him.

"You're thinking too hard again," You pull another cherry from the tree, squishing his cheeks to feed it to him.

Komaeda complies, spitting the cherry seed into the little bag you hand him.

You were prepared for anything around him. You trusted him with your life "...wow."

"Hm?" You turn to stare at him.

"Sorry," He smiles, eyes closed. "I was just thinking about you."

"And?" You take a basket from his arms, filling it.

"And how... you trust me... with your life," Komaeda pauses. "I think I'm going to die early. It's a miracle that my luck hasn't... wow..."

You grin back at him, mirroring his smile. "Love you too."

Komaeda follows you in his own world, awestruck at you. It was... wow. You were just so precious to him; it was shocking that you hadn't yet left him with all his bad luck. You had even let him drive a full four hours just to go to a cherry farm. You trusted him with your life...

You pull Komaeda along while he stands in place thinking about you. He likes being in his own world, you suppose. You don't mind. He had put the date together for you all because you like cherries. He might be tired from driving so much as well. You probably should have told him to pull over and switch with you for the latter half of the drive. You'll drive home, then.

You fill the baskets quickly, blinking slowly at Komaeda when you do, pressing a kiss to his jaw as you finish.

Komaeda snaps out of his trance, blinking back into reality slowly, staring at you.

"Ready to pack up?"

"We can stay the day," Komaeda smiles.

"No, I meant like, the cherries."

"Oh." Komaeda hides his face in his hands, embarrassed. "sorry."

"No, no!" You laugh. "We can stay the night. I'll drive us home tomorrow."

"No, no, I can drive-"

"I insist," You place the baskets down, and Komaeda pulls out his wallet to pay. You pause to stare at the trees, and the farmer asks if you'd like to take a photo with Komaeda. You nod slowly, thanking him with a bow as you drag Komaeda under a tree to pose with him.

Komaeda looks effortlessly pretty in all of his photos.

You thank the farmer as the two of you leave with the cherries, and you stare at the cafe as you place the cherries into the trunk.

"Did you want some?"

"Can I?"

"We can stop by the cafe, yes," Komaeda nods. "Let's go."

You drag Komaeda in, ordering a parfait for the two of you to share, settling at the edge of the cafe, staring out the window. Komaeda stands up to get your order, but you stop him before he can. You explain that his luck hasn't acted up, so it should be soon. Komaeda tilts his head at you, almost as if you didn't owe him an explanation. You pout at him in retaliation.

"You deserve to know."

"Trash like me really-"

"You're not trash, Ko," You pout. "By calling yourself trash-"

"It would be like assuming someone as perfect as you stooped to my level to date me," He cuts you off. "Sorry, love."

The pout doesn't disappear, but you get off your seat and head to get your order, handing Komaeda a spoon as you place the parfait down.

"You never told me why you like cherries."

You blink at the parfait, shrugging. "They taste good."

Komaeda gets a spoonful, holding it to your lips. "Open up."

"I feel like a chil-" You chew on the parfait, Komaeda cutting you off. It's good. It's actually really good. It's not too sweet, actually. Komaeda might like it.

You scoop some onto your spoon, holding it to Komaeda's lips, eyes glistening. Komaeda indulges you, biting down. His eyes light up when he notices it isn't terribly sweet, and it's delicious. He stares at you, tilting his head as he does, and you nod. He can have all the bites he wants.

You watch as Komaeda eats the parfait spoon after spoon, the ghost of a smile on his face, his cheeks pink from excitement. He didn't like sweets when you did, so it was nice to see him enjoying a parfait so much. You reach for your phone to take a photo, and you think you're being slick until Komaeda's hand is flying at your phone, ruining the picture and knocking both you and the phone out. You yelp, and Komaeda reaches for you, pausing when he hears the sound of a crack and you on the floor.

"Oh, oh no, love, are you alright? I'm so sorry? Are you hurt? Should I call an ambulance? That wasn't you, was it? I wouldn't be surprised if it was-"

You stare at the shattered phone on the floor and blink slowly as you reach for your phone. The screen protector has been totaled.

You purse your lips, a laugh threatening to spill past your lips as you hold it up to see better. You peel off the screen protector with a napkin, and Komaeda holds his breath as you check your phone.

"Nothing."

"Nothing?"

"Nothing," You show him the phone, and he exhales.

"I'm sorry."

"It's not your fault, Ko," You smile. "I thought it was funny."

"But-"

"Also, I'm sorry for trying to take a photo of you without your permission." You bow lightly.

"No, no," He waves his hands frantically, lifting you back upright. "I'm sorry for flinging your phone."

"It's understandable."

"Not excusable. I'll get you a new screen protector."

"I have one on the car," You hum. "I brought an extra."

Komaeda opens his mouth and closes it, sliding the parfait to you instead. "You can have the rest."

"I insist," You lean on your palm, sliding it back to him. "You can have it. You look very cute when you're enjoying your food."

"A-ah?" Komaeda grows embarrassed, skin flushing all the way to his neck.

"Yeah," You grin, cheeks flushed as well. "really cute."

Komaeda goes back to eating the parfait, and you take note to draw his expression later.

He's cute.

#☾.events #komaeda x reader #nagito x reader #nagito komaeda x reader #danganronpa x reader #wahhh thank you cherry!!!!

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