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We'll meet again, right?

SatoSugu x Before The Coffee Gets Cold AU

"If you could go back in time, who would you want to meet?"

December 24, 20**

Satoru entered a familiar underground coffee shop. The sole reason he was too familiar was with the fact that this was always where to visit when they went on dates and now, he would visit it alone every month, on the 24th. To be precise, that date had always been a day where things in his life would happen that he'd never forget. The day they started dating, their anniversaries, and his death. A long time worker from the coffee shop notices his familiar presence, before nodding as a greeting and making him his coffee. Already knew what he wanted as the latter sits at a specific seat. Soon enough the worker serves him his coffee, reminding him again.

"You already know the rules, Satoru-san. You should finish your coffee before it gets cold, or suffer the consequences. Do not leave your seat no matter what, and anything you did in the past won't change the present."

"I know." He replied bluntly.

Frowning as he heard the last sentence. Again and again that would make his heart twist in pain, no matter how many times it would be said. He took a sip of his warm coffee as his surroundings shifted into what seemed like a memory from his past; the same coffee shop but he was there, with a sad, beautiful smile.

"Satoru.."

He pursed his lips as he heard a familiar voice that he missed, his heart aching more with the longing pain for his voice, his presence. The monk/bun-haired man continued, concluding that the white-haired male would not speak first.

"You're back again. How are you? The higher ups still depend on you?"

"I'm fine and they’re still the same as before." He responded, sipping his coffee once more.

He hummed, asking again.

"I see, has anything interesting happened?"

"Yeah, something has happened. One of Megumi's missions has had few problems but it's been settled, just a boy who ate one of the special grade cursed objects and became the vessel. Specifically, the finger."

He raised his brows, amused at the incident before chuckling slightly and ceasing, the shop enveloping in quiet again with the occasional sound of sipping coffee, courtesy of the white haired man before it clinked against the coffee plate as he settled it down, only a quarter of coffee left. Suddenly, they spoke at the same time, addressing each other's names, one with sadness, the other with pity, but both were coated with the longing feeling of each other.

"Suguru..."

"Satoru..."

They paused, until Satoru continued. His voice whispered, as if a quiet question for this sole man only.

"We'll meet again, right..?"

He pursed his lips as he heard the question, already knowing it and the only response he replied repeatedly..

"We'll see."

The white haired male got quiet before he spoke.

"Welp, I'll see you again, yeah?"

He nodded, looking at the male in silence. He already knows he died from how the latter visits him on the 24th in every month. He could also see through him despite the blindfold covering the latter’s eyes on how exhausted and broken despite his cheerful facade.

"Yeah,...finish your drink now before it gets cold or else you'll get stuck here."

"Yeah, yeah, I know." I would rather be stuck with you.

The latter smiled slightly at the typical response that made him remember their teenage days, chuckling quietly. As soon as Satoru finished drinking his cup of coffee, they waved at each other's goodbyes as the white haired man slowly returned to the present, watching how the latter slowly vanished with a small smile on his face as he waved.

As it completely vanished, Satoru was left with an empty cup and an empty heart. Bitterly murmuring his name, already longing for the latter and only wanted things to go back to how they had been, if only he had followed him.

"Suguru..."

If only Satoru knew, Suguru also longs for him. "Satoru.."

_____________________ HEYYY GUYS HERE'S AN UPDATED VERSION...AGAINAND I'LL UPDATE SOON SOON I PROMISED :SOB: ANYWAYS...

Inspired from a novel called Before the Coffee gets Cold

The characters and the novel I used are not mine. It belongs to Gege Akutami (The characters) and Toshikazu Kawaguchi (Owner of the novel)

JJK Filipino Headcanons

I’m going to post headcanons for a meantime since posting my stories might get much longer. -v- English with Tagalog version! Also based on my school and home experiences -v-

- Toji who’s always in the cockfighting but afraid of his wife. Sometimes commanded Megumi to buy him cigarettes or one liter of coke/sprite in the middle of dinner. (Toji yung puros nasa sabungan pero takot sa asawa. Paminsan inuutusan si Megumi pabilhan ng sigarilyo o isang litro ng coke or sprite sa kalagitnaan ng hapunan.) - Gojo the rich kid who’s a savior in group projects for bringing a lot of markers but a show-off. (Si Gojo yung the rich kid na isang tagapagligtas pag may group projects sa pagdadala ng maraming marker pero pabida.) - Nanami is the quiet kid who’s always covering his face with a towel. (Si Nanami yung the quiet kid na tinatakpan ang mukha ng towel.) - Haibara is the friend of the quiet kid and just vibing what’s happening in the classroom even if it’s a fight between the president and the show-off. Especially Shoko. (Si Haibara yung kaibigan ng quiet kid na nag-vivibe lang sa anong nangyayari kahit away sa pabida tsaka president. Especially Shoko.) - Utahime is the president that’s always fighting with Gojo and always listed Gojo first in the NSP in rest period or being ordered by the adviser. (Si Utahime yung president na laging nag-aaway kay Gojo na siya ang mauuna na listahan sa NSP pag rest period or inutusan sa adviser.) - Yaga is the adviser that is already tired with his students' antics that he is always counting down up to five for minus points in grades or slamming the book down on the table or the floor angrily that he rants to his students that they don’t listen and for being stubborn, especially Gojo and Geto. (Si Yaga ay yung adviser na pagod na pagod na sa mga kalokohan ng kanyang mga estudyante na laging na lang nagbibilang ng hanggang lima na nagsasabi na minus points sa grado o kaya'y hinahampas ang libro sa mesa o sa sahig na galit na galit na sinasabi niya sa kanyang mga estudyante na hindi sila makikinig at sa pagiging matigas ang ulo, lalo na sina Gojo at Geto.) - They will only be quiet when the teacher is angry, but at some time they will return to making noise. (Tatahimik lang sila kapag galit ang guro, pero maya-maya ay babalik din sila ng ingay.) - Gojo and Geto who always escape when they are the cleaners when it's dismissal.

(Si Gojo at Geto yung kaklase mo na laging tumatakas kapag sila ang cleaners pag dismissal na.) - Gojo is always the one who gets hit by a chalk, sometimes Geto gets also involved. (Si Gojo yung laging mababatuhan ng chalk sa teacher, paminsan nadadamay rin si Geto.) - Sukuna is that one classmate who always orders you to buy what he wants and then threatens you if you refuse. Even during recess, lunch, or outside of school and will get furious when you can’t buy since the canteen’s already closed. (Si Sukuna ay yung isang kaklase mo na palagi kang inuutusan bilhin gusto niya tapos i-threaten ka kung rerefuse. Kahit recess, lunch, o sa labas ng school, magagalit kung hindi makakabili dahil sirado na yung canteen.) - Toji is that one parent who squints his eyes when using the cellphone and sometimes asks Tsumiki or Megumi what to do or if there is a problem with the cellphone. Sometimes many apps are duplicated or installed but don't used it and the brightness is too high. (Si Toji yung nag-ssquint ng mata pag gumagamit ng cellphone, paminsan magtatanong kay Tsumiki o Megumi anong gagawin o may problema sa cellphone. Paminsan rin madaming apps naka duplicate or install na hindi naman nagagamit tsaka malaki masyado ang brightness.) - Geto is the polite and intelligent classmate who helps his classmates in lessons even though he is an annoying friend because of his teasing. (Si Geto yung magalang tsaka matalino na classmate na tinutulungan ang mga classmate sa mga aralin kahit nakakainis siya na kaibigan dahil sa kanyang panunukso.) - Toji who has arthritis and pain in the waist and the back but will still eat cashews. (Si Toji na may arthritis tsaka sakit sa bewang tsaka likod pero kakain pa rin ng kasoy.)

"Satoru, do you want anything?" "Kikufuku!" "Alright~" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Satoru, get off.." "Noooo." kept hugging him "Satoru, let me finish the report!" "Noooo~" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Suguru, did you lose the bet?" "...." "You did, right?! AHAHAHAHAHA." "Shut up! 💢" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Satoru, I'm going out for a mission." "Alright, buy me kikufuku when you're done, specifically the cream one and don't die out there and get back home safe!" "Heh, Got it~" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "....." "Suguru....don't leave.." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Yo, Satoru..." "Suguru..." "We'll meet again, right?" "We will...so don't cry....well then, see you later...Satoru.." Smiles "......" "......" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Satoruu~~!!" 'You're not him..." "You're right, I'm not him." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"...Satoru, Welcome home." "Suguru, I'm home...finally home."

From there, Satoru is finally together with his beloved, his home.

Warmth

Toji x Mamaguro TW!/DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT!: DROWNING/SUICIDE ~~~~~~

12:31 AM

Toji was finished with one of his missions and is now staring blankly at the endless sea that’s waving harshly as if it’s mad and his feet touching the cold, bare sand. He always wishes the sand would always be warm, just like before, which is always futile, but it would elicit warmth when the salty water touches slightly to his toes, reminding him of his wife, who always had a warm smile etched in her face. Then, his mind began to play with the memories they had without his permission. The moonlight shone down at them, where a woman was playing in the salty water and a man was standing on the shore as he watched his wife fondly, their feet feeling the warmth of the water and sand.

“Toji, come on! The water is warm!" She exclaimed, looking at the man who stayed on the shore as she smiled brightly while she splashed the salty water with her pants rolled up to her knees. Toji sighed and reluctantly joined her in the sea, as he couldn't really have the desire to refuse his wife, not forgetting to roll up his pants as well.

He gently held her hand as he finally reached her. A fond smile reached his face as he continued watching his happy wife giddily splash the water, listening to the sound of the waves crashing on the shore, and the warm laugh of his wife echoed in the deserted sea with a pleasant smile.

Toji numbly took a step on the water, as if his consciousness suddenly turned off. Not bothering to roll up his pants as they got soaked in the water and reached up to his ankles as he continued going forward, his memories kept playing. She playfully splashed some water on the man who’s staring into space before flinching as he felt the water hitting him, which caused him to go wet. The man scowled like a cat as he looked at his wife with a disapproving expression as the water dripped down on the tip of his hair and his shirt made out big, wet patches everywhere, which made the female laugh loudly but yelled in shock as the water splashed back in her, courtesy of the black-haired male who’s grinning in victory and mischief. “Payback.” He said, smirking at the female, who huffed with a pout.

The water was now on his waist as he kept going; he doesn’t care anymore whether he drowns or not. He just wants her back. His mind still whirred their memories, flashing every second.

Their banters.

Their fights.

Her death.

“Take care of Megumi, okay?”

She whispered, gently caressing the male’s face while smiling softly despite the death nearing her. He doesn’t understand why she kept smiling; he wanted to yell out his frustration to the gods and kill them for doing this to her.

“I love you.” “...” He finally submerged under the water, letting the warmth touch him as his body slowly went down to the bottom of the sea as he exhaled his last breath, a small smile plastered into his face at his final moment.

“I’m finally with you.”

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19 Days x Male OC

They had finally extinguished the fire, but only to leave a new mess of burned walls, a wrecked motorcycle, a puddle of water, and foam all over the floor from the extinguisher. They were now kneeling on the floor with an expression of guilt and fear in front of the silver-haired male, who held a folded belt with a glare. He then walks towards Jian Yi and tightly holds his face while slapping the folding belt on the boy’s cheek. “Are you the one who burned my house?” Qiu scowls, glaring at the young blonde as he grits his teeth.

“It wasn’t me! It was the redhead!” Jian Yi confesses, pointing at the male beside him, and Mo sweats nervously. Xin looked at the light blonde-haired teen beside him with an incredulous expression, narrowing his eyes at the male from the accusation when they made eye contact, arguing telepathically. ‘Are you crazy!? It wasn’t Mo; if only you and Zheng Xi didn’t pop up with a lit candle, then Mo wouldn’t slap the candle on the can of gasoline!!’

‘It’s still his fault..’ “Brat, how do you plan on paying me back?” Qiu queried, glaring menacingly at the redhead as he smoked, the shadows making it more intimidating than his looks. Suddenly, Mo slowly stood up and grabbed a bottle of alcohol and gulped its contents in one go, emptying the bottle immediately, shocking the four boys. “Wait, Mo-!” - Xin

“I DON’T HAVE MONEY! JUST BEAT ME UP!” Mo exclaimed, his face flushed with alcohol, and He Tian was quick to stop him as he grabbed the bottle, while Zheng Xi struggled to stop Jian Yi from drinking the unused alcohol. Xin only sighed in exasperation as he looked at the adult beside him, who’s irked by the chaos that was displayed in front of them, evident from the veins that popped out from his forehead.  “We’re so sorry…” Xin whispered, crying internally to himself. This was the biggest trouble he and others caused, other than accidentally breaking a plate at home.  “You better be…” Qiu growled, clenching his teeth before taking a long drag of his cigar.  The chaotic four had finally ceased their antics, and the two sober boys began to drag Jian Yi and Mo—who’s holding an extinguisher—upstairs, leaving the other teen and the enraged male who bellowed, which was instantly futile as the four were already inside the room. “Come downstairs and clean this up right this instant!”

Xin sighed tiredly at his friends and began to grab a mop and clean, quietly listening to the pitter-patter of the rain and constant thunder outside. He perked up when he heard the older male sighing, looking up only to be stared back at, at which point he almost jumped back from shock. “Aren’t you going to follow them?” Qiu inquired, looking at the teen with a raised brow, grabbing one of the cleaning supplies, and beginning to clean. “No, I want to clean so I can compensate for the troubles we have caused and stressed you out. We’re sorry again, Brother Qiu.” Xin atoned, frowning as he sighed, and kept cleaning until his phone vibrated. He took out his phone from his pocket, checking the receiver only for his face to contort into fear from the labeled ‘MOM’ in front of the screen. He immediately pressed the accept button on the incoming call, accepting his fate, and immediately got an outrageous yell and rant that loudly echoed through the house. “HUANG XIN, DO YOU KNOW WHAT TIME IT IS? WHERE ARE YOU, AND WHY HAVEN'T YOU GOT HOME YET?!? IT’S ALREADY 11 PM! DO YOU KEEP PLANNING TO HANG OUT WITH YOUR FRIENDS ALL NIGHT?? COME BACK HOME RIGHT THIS INSTANT!” “Ma, I can’t come home right now. It’s been raining, and there’s a flood right now. I’m not at my friend's house right now, so I can’t come home. I promise I’ll come home tomorrow, safely.” Xin assured his mom, feeling Qiu’s stare from his back and hearing him snicker, which he heard clearly between his mom’s loud rants, which made him grit his teeth.  “WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU AREN’T IN YOUR FRIEND’S HOUSE!? WHERE ARE YOU RIGHT NOW? I SWEAR IF YOU GET INTO A FIGHT, I’LL MAKE YOUR LIFE A LIVING HELL WHEN YOU RETURN TOMORROW!” ‘’Ma, I’m in He Tian's brother’s house, and no, I didn’t get into a fight, I promise. I’ll hang up now, okay? I promise I’ll come back safe and explain everything tomorrow.” Xin promised, already sweating nervously from the threat, gripping the mop tightly.  “FINE, PROMISE THAT AND DON’T EVER CAUSE TROUBLES WITH HE TIAN’S BROTHER, UNDERSTAND? COME BACK SAFE AND SOUND TOMORROW, UNDERSTAND?” 

‘Too late for that...’ Xin thought, instantly remembering the chaos they created earlier, before hanging up his phone once he spoke his reply and farewell to his angry mother.  ‘Angry mom’s are more scary than any other creature on earth…’

Xin sighed after their conversation but resumed cleaning the mess quickly, ignoring the adult idly. After 30 minutes, Xin and Qiu completely cleaned the place. Xin smiled at success before wiping his face with his sooty shirt, instantly smearing the ashes and soot that were spread on his face, which made him purse his lips in annoyance, but he decided to leave it be. He looked at the exhausted adult beside him before looking away awkwardly after he couldn't come up with a topic to discuss and just sitting idly in the silent and awkward atmosphere until it got cut off by a yell from upstairs. “QUICK, QUICK, QUICK! AHHHHH!”

“FUCKING HELL! AHHH!” “The fuck are they up to now?!” Qiu growled, storming up the stairs with Xin following behind him, only to be greeted with another disaster. An opened window with foam and rain pelting down on the four boys who are half asleep with Zheng Xi trying to close the window as he kept pressing down buttons on the remote.  “WHO SENT YOU TO TORTURE ME?!?” “FOR PETE’S SAKE, GUYS! ZHENG XI, WHYYYYY?!!!” To say it another way, it was a long night for them. _______________________________ YOHOO, I UPDATED EARLY WHICH IS SURPRISING SKSKS. I HOPE YOU ALL ENJOYED THE FIC! LIKES AND REBLOGS ARE GREATLY APPRECIATED, ESPECIALLY CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM! THAT'S ALL, BAIII <33

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Ah, shoot... Chapter 1

(Abyssal Prince! Ren Zotto & Huang Xin) (Inspired by the art of Vt_Tai and 0YyoyY0 in Twitter/X)

RINNNNGGG

The last period came to an end, quickly making the black-haired male dashing off through the busy hallways, ignoring the people's shouts and protests, grinning from ear to ear.

'Finally free!!' Xin thought, running out of the school building before skidding to a stop when he reached the pedestrian. He fidgets around the straps of his guitar case and adjusts his school bag on his other shoulder while he waits for the pedestrian lights to turn green.

When the lights changed, Xin didn't waste any time and dashed straight into the other side of the road until he heard the sound of a motor coming through, and then the last thing he felt was his body harshly hitting the gritty road.

Xin groaned, trying to look around, only for his body to scream from pain, which made him stop. He closed his eyes; the sounds of the sirens, cars honking, and people muttering and whispering around him made him overwhelmed.

He felt exhausted, aside from the pain he felt around his body. He even felt his hair and forehead getting sticky from the blood dripping down from his head. Xin sighed internally.

'I should've looked who crashed into me right now, but my eyes feel heavy as hell. Who even had the right mind to go when the pedestrian lights turned green?'

'I hope my guitar isn't damaged, though.'

'Soo, is this my fate? I mean, I know I'm suicidal and all, but I prefer doing it by myself, but whatever..'

'I guess this is a goodbye..'

With that thought, Xin smiled and exhaled his last breath, peacefully passing away despite the chaos around him.

'See you in next life... or not'

Sike.

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Dream (Shiro Takahashi)

TW!/DEAD DOVE: DO NOT EAT!: Violence, Gore, and mentions of Depression and Disorder‼️

Shiro opened his eyes, blinking with confusion, before bringing his hands up in front of him, getting a closer look while moving his hands.

He was quite confused about how he ended up inside the school bathroom stalls, now that he took a good look at his surroundings.

Creamy walls, orange tiles and stall doors, and two sinks near the main door of the bathroom that's strangely closed since it always stayed open. He feels strange as well, as if he's not in his body or just on the sidelines.

Shiro jerked his head forward as he heard a muffled sound, only to see a familiar girl tied up in a chair with a blue cloth wrapped around her mouth. Muffling her sounds of terror and confusion as she struggled to break free from the ropes. Trying to look around to see what's going on despite her vision's blur from the tears.

Suddenly, the door slammed open, revealing himself, but a bit younger and much more unhinged than him. Shiro (the one on the sidelines) watched the scene in front of him, looking amused as he began to recognize the girl who kept struggling with her restraints. It was his classmate, Gabriela Pineda, the one who kept using him as a slave and insulting him when she got a chance.

'Interesting...' Shiro thought, grinning unconsciously.

The other Shiro closed the door behind him, locking it securely, before he began to walk towards the girl. Getting his head close to her. Eyes were dilated and an eerie smile appeared, then Shiro spoke.

"Yo, Gab. How's your day? Amazing, right? Using me as an errand boy when you have a pair of arms and legs, and insulting me when you get a chance like I'm a dog. Am I just a dog to you? You know, you've been so irritating since day one that I fucking dreamed of burning and stabbing you alive, letting you fucking feel the pain that I felt! And here I am, going to do that inside of this catholic school. Going to enjoy your screams and shrieks, just wanna return your favor."

Shiro grins, hitting his temple repeatedly with his finger before pulling his head away. He grabs a cutter in his pocket that he stole from his adviser's desk, and immediately begins to stab the girl's thigh repeatedly. Twisting and turning the blade while laughing loudly (with Shiro on the sidelines) at the muffled shrieks and screams from the pain.

"Ya know, I just realized how fucked up my life is, from kindergarten to grade school. I wish I had killed the one in my 1st grade for what she did to me but she died from dengue! Congrats to her! You all really fucked me up, giving me depression and a lot of disorder. I can't even separate what's real nor what's not or am I even in the reality or just a set? Ha!''

"If you don't know what you did to me, you accused me of losing your some fucking 20 note and made me pay for it, didn't tell me how much the board is and just told it late, just letting me keep paying you for the board in our project. You even used me as an errand boy to buy the things that you wanted and exploded like a grenade when I didn't get what you wanted. YOU HAVE A PAIR OF ARMS, HANDS, AND LEGS! WHY DON'T YOU USE THEM!? JUST BECAUSE I'M KIND DOESN'T MEAN YOU CAN ORDER ME AROUND LIKE I'M A DOG! WHAT? YOU DON'T WANT TO USE YOUR HAND AND LEGS ANYMORE!? BECAUSE I WOULD GLADLY FUCKING CUT THEM!"

Shiro bellowed, now stabbing more furiously at the other's thigh. Spraying a lot of blood that hit his stained face. His other stained hand harshly grabbed the female's throat, clenching it around tightly while he kept stabbing her thigh until her arms. This continued for a while, creating a chaos of screams, shrieks, sobs, and laughs on both males that echoed through the bathroom walls.

After some time, Shiro ceases his ministrations after he gets bored, pulling out the bloody cutter from the female’s arms, which causes some blood gushing out and a painful scream from the girl.

The display was a mess; both of them were covered in blood, but Gabriela’s appearance was much worse: her uniform was stained from the excessive blood that gushes out from her gashes and it shows her bones and raw flesh from how deeply the male stabbed her. The appearance of the girl satisfied the male.

Shiro then throws the bloody cutter away, ignoring the female’s angry yells, wincing, and grunting. Her eyes were narrowed as she glared at the male before they widened in fear when he brought out a can of gasoline and a box of matches.

He eerily smiled, picked a match and lighted it. He happily throws it on the girl’s skirt, smirking as it quickly spreads, making the girl shriek again from terror and pain, struggling restlessly from her restraints.

“My bad…” Shiro sarcastically remarks, smiling before pouring a can of gasoline on the poor girl’s head, emitting more screams and shrieks on the latter as it burns and spreads more into her body.

Shiro sighed in ecstasy, plopping down on the floor, away from the fire. He then lit up another match and threw it straight to the body, continuing his ministrations until the box of matches became empty. Watching with glee as the body encompassed with flames as its screams slowly ceased. The air became pungent with burnt flesh, blood, and ash.

The features of the girl’s face were now invincible as its skin turned black and burnt as it continued being in flame.

Its condition obviously says that it’s dead.

Mission Complete. 1 more to go.

“Next up, Samantha Dela Cruz..” Shiro grinned, laughing from thrill, his face glowing menacingly from the fire.

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To be continued. Part 2?

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Luca Kaneshiro and Lucubs ____________________________________

Lucubs think its fun to steal and eat their boss' box of cheddar cheese pringles. Only to wish they haven't done that in the first place..

It was the middle of the night, and three mischievous cubs were quietly tiptoeing towards the pantry while looking around the area for any signs of their boss and luckily finding none, and they hope it stays that way. Before we continue, let me introduce the suspects: Lucub #1: The one who planned the whole thing.  Lucub #2: The one who’s mischievous but worried at the same time.  Lucub #3: 100% worried and scared to be caught but follows (forced) anyway. Back to the story, they have finally reached the pantry. They quickly turned on their headlights and began to open its door together, trying their best from their stubby and squeaky legs and their height that only reached the bottom of the door pantry. “Push..” Lucub #1 grunted, gritting their teeth.  After that, they quickly began to climb up on each other’s backs to reach the first shelf. They were already drenching with sweat as they huffed and wheezed from using all of their energy from just pushing the massive door, but they can’t stop now.

The box of the beloved snacks of their boss resides on the very top shelf. Their ongoing adventure of reaching the top continued a bit longer, about an hour to be exact. But thankfully, they successfully made it to the top. Lucub #3 just decided to stay on the ground, still fearing being found out by their boss and falling, but they volunteered as a cushion for the box.  Then, Lucub #1 and #2 began to push the box out, slowly inching it closer to the edge, and fell. Lucub #3 successfully cushioned the box, silencing the fall and only letting out a quiet "oof." They wriggled out under the box, careful not to let the box smack the floor as it would create a sound. As for the others, they hastily climb down the shelves, almost meeting death from how hasty they are.

Once their feet touched the ground, they ran towards the box, furiously tearing it open with Lucub #3 in the sidelines, looking out for them.  Lucub #1 and #2 were sparkling with joy and grabbed each cylinder for them and began to eat the cheddar cheese chips, occasionally feeding Lucub #3 of their chips. How kind.  But their successful moment didn’t last longer, as the sound of the light switch being switched on made Lucub #3 freeze while the other two were oblivious.

Lucub #3 frantically began to pull each of their friends arms, trying to escape together while trying to warn them, but they didn’t heed their words.  “Guys, boss is here! We need to go!” Lucub #3 was alarmed, panicking so bad that they might pass out.  “You’re just imagining it; no need to fret.” Lucub #1 scoffed, munching on their chips. “Yeah, calm down. We’re safe.” Lucub #2 chimed, giving them a comforting smile. But their words of comfort didn’t help the cup, as their expression turned more terrified and comically passed out as their boss appeared.  “Safe, you say?” Luca lowly muttered, glowering down at the 3 cubs menacingly. Lucub #1 and #2 froze, pausing halfway eating their chips, now shaking in fear. Avoiding the male’s glare that sends in their way. “Uh oh…”  “I told you so.” Said Lucub #3 weakly.  “RUNN!!”  And they fled, holding the passed-out Lucub #3 in their arms.  “GET BACK HERE!!”  “We’re so sorry..” “WE’RE NOT!!”  Midnight chaos ensued. _____________________________

Finally, I have finished this...this stayed in my docs for a month but yeah, an early gift for you all. HAVE FUN! I think this is not my best one but oh well

Cuddling/making out with wind breaker boys! (Please include sugishita 🫂)

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Sakura Haruka:

- If he’s the one getting cuddles, this man would be incredibly flustered. He’s that one cat who would just go wide eyed when their owner pressed their face against their stomach or that one cat who would hiss or meow because of their owner not letting go of them.

- But aside that, he won’t push you away and slowly accept the affection, awkwardly wrapping his arms around you. (Touch starved boi)

- He’ll slowly relax & will accidentally fall asleep sometimes, if you get lucky seeing it.

- Now, if you’re the one receiving cuddles, he’ll probably just raise his arms up like a red panda, too flustered and embarrassed to explain he wants to cuddle you that you need to be the one to initiate or get closer to him so he could wrap himself around you. Or he’ll just plop himself on to you.

- He likes being the little spoon. - Give him kisses and a tight hug. He needs it. - Lastly, when he gets red or falling asleep, he likes to hide his face against your neck. - He’s a cat. Confirmed.

"Fine..." - Haruka Sakura

BONUS: How does he kiss? At first, his kisses are quick and quite rough from the force because of being too embarrassed but once he gets used to it, his kisses will be gentle but still quite hasty and awkward. He gently holds your head as well, making the kiss deep and sweet. <3

Umemiya Hajime:

- Gentle but energetic.

- A big cuddle bug. Literally a big bear with a big heart. -v-

- He’ll always get his chance everytime to hug or cuddle you. He doesn’t care if it’s in school, at home, or anywhere.

- Will get pouty if you avoid or decline him. So don’t. (Kinda has a Bokuto personality, in my opinion.)

- When cuddling, he likes pepper you with kisses before giving you a big kiss on the lips and would laugh with his cheeks bright red.

- He’s neither a little spoon nor a big spoon, as long as he can get hold of you then it’s enough for him.

- A human heater. Good for winter but a curse for summer (/j). You really need an aircon or a fan if he really wants to cuddle in summer. -v-’

- Would yap for hours about his plants.

- If he accidentally sleeps while cuddling, be ready for the death grip. He won’t let you go or either join him to sleep.

"MWWWAH!" - Umemiya Hajime

BONUS: How does he kiss? Well, he takes his time kissing you. His pace is calm and his kisses are soft but sometimes has an “energetic” kind of kisses that is sweet but long and a big kiss when he has too much energy or too much sunshine-y. After all, he’s a boy with a ball of energy that we love. (‾◡◝)

Togame Jo:

- Gentle 2.0 but mix it with teasing.

- He’ll savor the moment or tease you in every chance he gets.

- If you decided to plan to cuddle with him, don’t regret your choices ‘cause this man won’t let you go. Even if you need water or want to eat.

- He likes to have his hair played or getting pats and would always snuggle against you. He likes to comb your hair with his fingers as well.

- His voice is like a lullaby, like it’s deep and throaty but comforting that it will really make you sleep like a log without knowing.

- I know this man has some kind of laziness, so whenever he wants to cuddle, he won’t say it and rather plop his weight on to you like a cat landing on top of you that it hurts.

"Do that laterr..." - Jo Togame

BONUS: How does he kiss? Lazy. He gives lazy kisses, either in your lips or peppering your face. He likes to hold your face, softly rubbing his thumb against your cheeks. Would tell you compliments, teasing, affirmations, etc. /v\

Kyotaro Sugishita:

- Sleepy cat.

- Just like Togame, he likes his hair getting played and being combed by your fingers.

- This boy likes to lay you on top of him rather than to the side and wrap one of his arms around your waist.

- His grip around you is neither tight nor loose but he would unconsciously tighten his grip when he turns to his side in his sleep.

- He is also the most difficult guy to wake up to. But for you? He'll wake up as soon as you kiss his cheek and forehead and softly call his name.

- There are times when both of you sleep until midnight. Literally skipping dinner and lunch. -v-'

"..." - Kyotaro Sugishita

BONUS: How does he kiss? Sleepy kisses. His pace is slow and soft, never rough. He likes to peck your lips more than the long ones. He would always hold your head, and after he kissed your lips, he would go for your forehead and cheek, just like you always do to him to wake him up. (^///^)

______________________________________ FINALLY DONE AND THANK YOU FOR REQUESTING ANON AND HOPE IT REACHED YOUR EXPECTATIONS! <33 STILL THINKING IF I MAKE A PART TWO FOR THIS FOR HIRAGI AND TSUBAKINO AND MAYBE FOR THE OTHERS SINCE I HAVE RUN OUT OF IDEAS RN WHEN I DID SUGISHITA'S PART ahahaha ANYWAYS, THANK YOU AGAIN FOR REQUESTING ANON AND HOPE YOU ALL HAVE A GOOD DAY/NIGHT! <33

(Edit: Still have 10 slots for those who wants to request! <3)

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December 4, 2017

When winter arrived, pearly white snow filled the streets of Tokyo. During this season, a rustic coffee shop in Tokyo attracts a few people and tourists for its coffee and desserts and also rumors that a person can travel to the past.

A little frost of winter covered the large window of the Alopsia café, and people wore scarves and coats when entering or exiting the café. The café was lively, with the usual number of customers doubled, mostly old couples and teenagers looking for warmth.

However, along with those groups, there was a man in his late twenties, whose features were hidden with a bucket hat, scrolling mindlessly in his phone while occasionally looking at the entrance door when hearing the bell ring when new customers came in but looked back to his phone again when he didn’t find the one he looked for and today was the fourth day in a row he had visited the café.

Each day, he would arrive as the café opened, sometimes at noon. It would be a guess that something was suspicious about him, but the workers and regulars paid no mind to it, assuming he was waiting for someone or just staying in the café for warmth. Soon, when late afternoon came, he stood up in his seat, sighing as he walked towards the register, deciding to pay for his coffee.

And as he was about to pay, Shou, a part-time worker, exclaimed suddenly in astonishment.

“Oh? Mr. Mitsuya!?“

Surprised at the mention of his name, he looked up and saw the waiter behind the cash register.

“Ah, you know me?“

“Yes, why wouldn’t I? You’re quite famous for being a fashion designer in Tokyo after all and a friend of the famous motorist, Draken!”

He spoke enthusiastically, almost rambling as he beamed brightly, making the latter amused and a bit forlorn. As he realized what he had done, he stopped and blushed red from embarrassment and mumbled.

“Are you about to pay, sir?“

“Ah, yes.”

Mitsuya then brought up his wallet and brought out the amount that he needed, which Shou accepted gratefully, placing them at the register, and before Mitsuya was about to leave, he suddenly requested, bringing out a business card from his pocket.

“If Draken comes here, call me.”

Shou might have asked why but restrained himself and nodded, accepting the business card before waving at the latter a goodbye.

“Thank you and come back again!”

As the lilac-haired man faded from view, he examined the business card, tracing the intricate designs before looking at the phone number, nodding, and stuffing it in his back pocket before returning to his work of serving customers, oblivious of a disaster slowly rising.

________________________________________ Later Evening ________________________________________

It was about their closing time as the last customer already left the shop earlier, when a man wearing a black-and-white pattern shirt suddenly opened the door in a hurry. The bell above the door rang loudly, and the workers almost jumped out of fright except for the owner of the shop, Toru, as if already expecting him to visit the shop.

“I’m not late, am I?” He spoke, wheezing slightly from exhaustion, noting he was running to reach here.

“You’re just in time before the shop closes, sir…” Toru spoke, faltering as he didn’t know the latter’s name, and the blonde was about to introduce himself, but Shou butted in.

“--Ryuguji!” Shou exclaimed as he suddenly popped out behind the owner, smiling brightly. Toru nodded and made Draken flustered from the mention of his name, clearly forgetting he’s Japan’s famous motorist.

“So, what can I do for you, sir?” Toru inquired, looking at the blond as he ushered the black-haired male out of the way to reach the register, ready to take the blond’s order.

“I want to go back in time…” He spoke, his voice now sounding calm and steady as he regained his breath.

Toru got silent, contemplating for a while before nodding and beginning to walk at the back of the café with Shou, not before instructing the latter to sit at the vacant chairs, to which he complied, sitting at a chair stool that was facing outside beside the entrance door. Now he’s all by himself until he sees a man sitting at a chair in the left corner in his 30s with spiky, jet-black hair and jade green eyes, wearing a colored cream sweater with a pair of black pants and shoes, gazing outside the shop with a refilled black coffee in front of him, calmly steaming.

He looked at the man (or a ghost) curiously until the man’s narrow jade green eyes looked back at him as well as he felt the stare, which made the blond swiftly look away as he got caught. Toru then returned with Shou following behind him, holding a fancy teapot and a cup, and that’s when the man with sharp jade green eyes suddenly stood up, walking towards the comfort room, not before nodding at the two workers as he passed them, which caused a red hue to erupt at the part-time worker’s cheeks and smiled back as a greeting to the strikingly tall male before he vanished into the comfort room, which went unnoticed by the blond and the owner.

As the man leaves, Draken is quickly ushered to the seat that was occupied by the man earlier, as Shou places the cup in front of him at the same time. Then, Toru asked the blond.

“Do you know the rules, Draken-san?”

The blond nodded his head, which made the owner hum, and before he told Shou to pour the coffee. Shou suddenly yelled in panic.

“Oh, I forgot to message him that Draken-san is here!”

He immediately began to fish out his phone and the card from his pocket in one hand and, as Draken realized what he meant, immediately grabbed the black-haired male’s hand to stop him from grabbing his phone.

“No, don’t call him.” He said, sounding stern.

The black-haired male was perplexed as well as the coffee shop owner and about to ask why, but Draken just shook his head, which Shou reluctantly nodded, respecting the latter’s wishes. The blond immediately let go of the other’s hand. Then, Toru spoke and commanded the young adult to pour the cup of coffee now, which he nodded.

“Then, we may begin. You may start now, Shou.”

As Shou finished pouring the cup, Draken took a sip from his coffee and his surroundings slowly shifted into the past, but still inside the shop. The shop was basking in the warm sunlight of the summer afternoon as the sun steadily went down at the horizon, instead of the cold winter season frosting the shop’s large glass window, which shows the city with white, freezing snow. He looked around and saw the owner, Toru, watching him - ever since he appeared - he nodded his head in greeting and Toru gave one back as well.

Then, the bell above the entrance door of the shop rang, which snapped the blond’s attention away from the owner to look at the door and see her. Emma’s cheery smile greeted the entire shop until she faced him and even smiled brighter, exclaiming happily as if she was oblivious that he was the future of himself.

“Oh, Draken!”

“Emma…” He whispered, his voice almost cracking as tears suddenly pricked his eyes. I’m happy to see you again. Even if it’s just a fleeting moment. But that’s okay 'cause I’ll be with you as well.

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Inspired from a novel called Before the Coffee gets Cold by Toshikazu Kawaguchi

This has been rotting in my drafts ahaha. 0v0'

MISSION #1: CHILD TRAFFICKING AND EXPERIMENTATION

It was dusk, and the moonlight loomed over the wolf, eyeing the patrolling guards carefully. He was located in a compound where the trafficking of children and experimenting with them started. Heard it’s partnered with Necron. An “asylum” where he was once held. 

Shiro pressed a button on his ear, whispering. “Kid, are you done shutting down the cameras?” “Yep, all good, Pops! You can start doing your own thing.” “I told you to stop calling me that…” Shiro sighed, ended the convo, and dramatically showed himself in front of the group of soldiers. As expected, guns were pointed at him. “Heyyy, it’s me.” He lazily addressed, grinning before he quickly pulled out his gun and began to shoot. The men realized too late ‘cause of how fast he was and slightly delayed their attack. Unfortunately for them, Shiro’s great hearing made him dodge all the bullets and shoot them straight to their heads, finishing the dispute. Shiro breathed heavily, exhausted from the run. “God, my bones can’t keep up.”

“Agreed.” Xin quips in the comm, smugness evident in his tone. The wolf rolled his eyes, ears flicking in annoyance, and continued on his way. Not before snatching a random company ID from a soldier and scanning it into the identification scanner, opening the heavy gates successfully. Revealing a dim hallway. He pulled out his sword from its scabbard and slowly delved in from the lab. And the killing continues. ____________________________________________

TIMESKIP ____________________________________________

He took out the last of the men in the lab, releasing his hold from the body and creating a loud thud. Shiro looked towards the filthy cell where the missing kids were placed, and bit his lip as his heart broke from their appearance. Obvious from the lack of care from those humans. He quickly extended his claws and slashing it into the lock with precise movements, unlocking the door. He returned his claws back to normal and opened the door, now looking at the kids clearly. He slowly crouched down to their height and spoke. “Hey kids, I’m Shiro. Don’t know if you’ve heard of me but I'm here to save you. I’m no hero, alright? I’m just doing my job. To put this to an end, are you all complete or are there any kids that were taken to harm them?” All of them shook their heads in which he sighed in relief. Meaning they are safe and complete. “Okay, out you go.” He ushered, getting them out one by one from the cell before closing the door after all them got out. Then, he started to guide them out of the lab, running with haste. Luckily, they could keep up and quickly got out. Before the gate closed, an arm pulled the wolf back which made the kids scream from fear and worry. The gate was already closed which made the wolf groan. He looked up from his opponent before sighing for the nth time and started his offense, creating chaos. Groans, screams, and loud bangs were heard until it stopped. The heavy gates were opened yet again, revealing a battered up wolf who’s staggering slightly. Bullet wounds and various cuts were evident. He groaned, slowly laid his body on the gritty pavement and was immediately surrounded by the kids. “God, where’s Poolverine’s healing factor when you need one?” He sarcastically asked himself before wincing he felt one of his deep wounds throb. It will surely leave a mark.. “I’m fine kids, I’m fine. Someone will take you all to a safe place. Honest.” Shiro assured them, patting one of the kids' heads. Then, he heard a sound of vehicles, announcing they're close. “They’re almost here. Listen to them okay? They’re trusted. Confirmed by me.” He added, getting nods from the children. “Great job, Pops.” Xin uttered which made the wolf huff but thanked the teen. Just as the wolf predicted, vans and cars came up, announcing their arrival. And the world was a little safer once more.

____________________________________________ I have an alternate ending of this. Tell me if y'all want me to post it.

LORE 2: BE BORN

Feb. 3024

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Hi, it’s me again. Shiro. Now that you know about it, let me tell you now how I existed. How we existed. Just like I promised. I know it will be a lot to take in but trust me..

Click ___________________________________________

They’ve found out. I didn’t mean to.

Mom, Dad…please! Let me explain!” But they didn’t. Their eyes were void of emotion, looking away at their "son” being restrained by the fellow nurses. They only half-heartedly listen to the man with a white coat explaining the situation.  He was mindlessly accepting the terms that he would be put in an asylum. That was the day they agreed that they didn’t have a son. That he didn’t exist. But what they don’t know is that he won’t be put into an asylum. They don’t know he’ll be tortured.  

Experimented.

Starved. 

But they don’t care…

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It’s been 3 years since I’ve been held captive. It’s my birthday. So, happy birthday to me, I guess. I’m not their first capture though. There are many like me as well. If you all didn’t know why I’m here, then it was because of the incident. I killed two of my classmates by the way.  But I think it was worth it, to be honest. They were vile, manipulative, and prideful. So, they deserve it. Telling it to the teachers is fruitless. Only they do is scold but not do anything more than that.  Anyways… A harsh knock interrupted the boy’s train of thought, and a following yell made the boy grimace. “It’s your turn, Brat! It’s your special day, so we’ll give you something more special!!” It made the boy grimace more, but he hastily ran towards the metal doors, not wanting to get punished. Yes, a punishment. Not standing in front of the closed door? Punish. Eating slow? Punish. Fighting back? Punish. Escaping? Punish. It always made him more upset, especially from their loud voices. His senses were weirdly sharp, but he didn’t bother why, but it made the founder pleased though, not sure why. The doors creaked open. A buff soldier with a smug smile stood in front of him. The boy robotically bowed a respect, and the soldier grinned more before pulling the boy with his arm towards their destination. He sneered as to cover up the incoming wince at the harsh grab at his sore arm. Not wanting to give the old man satisfaction and get his pride over the roof. The creepy white hallways were reeked with chemicals. The lights were blinking uncontrollably; heck, some of them were so shattered that the boy tried his best to avoid stepping on the shards with his bare feet while being dragged like a ragdoll. It was overwhelming. It hurts his eyes. The chemicals sting his nose. He wants it to stop. KILL THEM. Shiro widened his eyes, petrified of where it came from. Looking around only to see none. Then, they abruptly stop at a door. The soldier rapped the metal door, announcing their presence. “Come in.” A man replied. The soldier did as he was told, twisting the doorknob and inviting himself from the room, pulling the poor boy inside as well. The man with a white coat smiled at the boy’s presence. While the unfamiliar man with a yellow fur coat looked at the boy with great interest. “Shiro, nice seeing you again..” The doctor greeted, slightly smiling. The boy only glared with contempt, and the soldier slapped him in the face for the disrespect that was shown. “Have some respect, you twat!” “Now, now… Take it easy, commander. It’s his special day, did you forget?” “No, doc.” The boy’s ears were ringing from the harsh slap. But he didn’t make a noise, but it did affect him. All he could do was glare and look down on the disgusting, shiny floor. You’re such a pathetic brat. The boy only glared harder, despising the voice. ‘Shut up.’ “Oh, before I forget. Meet Mr. Xin. Yao Xin.” The doctor introduced, directing his hand at the blond male. Shiro looked up, blankly staring at the young adult. Analyzing his features. He has dark eyes with long, blonde hair that is tied loosely. Has a large tattoo on his neck.

He looks so yellowish... like a yellowtail… “So, this is the boy, huh?” “Yes, so if I may proceed, would you like to see the procedure?” “Oh yes, please.” “Well then, follow me. You too as well, Shiro.” Glasses spoke, smiling, and stood up from his desk. He looks towards the boy, his lifeless eyes warning him that what he’ll be planning right now should cease this instant. The boy only glared back harder, which made the doctor scoff before guiding them back to the dim hallways; his smile still stayed on his face. They walked further from the lab, the halls growing dimmer and colder. Finally, they stopped at the large door, and the echoes stopped. Shiro freezes up; his heightened hearing and smell make him hear the clanging of equipment, the chatter of the scientist, and the heavy smell of chemicals and substances of serum and such. He could also smell a tinge of iron as well. They’re going to do a test on him again. Torture him… LET ME OUT AND I PROMISE YOU WE’LL BE SAFE. ‘Who are you?’ Shiro shakes his head, feeling strange from another interaction with the unknown, before he begins to thrash against the man’s hold, growling. His eyes were fierce like a wolf. The soldier struck the boy, effectively shutting him up, and dragged him as they continued their walk. The yellowtail and the maniac ignored what was happening at the back, continuing their discussion. They had finally set their foot in the lab, greeting and commanding the assistants on their way. The doctor turned his head back; his face was stoic, and the soldier understood the cue and hurtled the boy, who was still dizzy at the punch earlier, harshly on the rack. The scientists quickly strapped him and injected a sedative. The boy felt woozy, the fear and anger still boiling as he forced his sluggish body to move. To escape, but to no avail. The experimentation soon began.

_____________________________ It hurts. It burns. My ears.. my ears… It stings. Cut. Open. Sew. Repeat. Please stop. Please… IT HURTS, PLEASE. Stop, please. Help. Somebody…please Why? Why, god? Why me? 

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Screams echoed through the hallways, reaching through the cells where the other children got locked up, covering their ears from the screams. Scared and upset.

Meanwhile, Shiro thrashed, cried and screamed. His whole body burns and is in pain, crying out to no one to help him. To free him. His head throbbed, feeling something growing in his head. His tailbone, his nails, his teeth. They’re changing; his body is changing. Turning into a beast. Turning into something that he’s not. His eyes turned into slits as his mouth began to froth all over the rack; his hunger was uncontrollable. To kill, to bite, to stab, everything. Kid, let me help you.

‘Please. Help me..’

His eyes rolled as his body seized, and the scientists began to worry as they looked at each other, not knowing what to do or if they should stop. The maniac only clicked his tongue and angrily persisted in continuing the surgery. The scientists reluctantly followed and injected multiple serums at once into the boy, only to get stopped as one of the boy’s hands gripped their wrists. They froze, noticing the changes in the boy’s behavior as if it wasn’t him anymore. Before they could shout, they were brutally stabbed in the throat, silencing them immediately as its body thud on the floor when the “voice” retracted his claw. The boy calmly removed the restraints around him as he used his claws, ignoring the sounds of the gasps from the others. Once he was released, he began what he did earlier.

Bodies now scattered on the floor, their uniforms slowly dyed red. The “voice” was drenched with rich and fresh blood before he looked up; seeing the shock of the doctor’s face and the amusement of Yao’s face made him click his tongue. He immediately walked up the stairs steadily. As if he meant no harm, until, in a blink of an eye, the maniac was brutally killed by the wolf. Too slow to comprehend how just the wolf disappeared, but was fortunate on his end as he slashes a deep cut on the wolf’s right cheek with his knife that he pulled out earlier before his body hit the floor. Signs of life quickly leave in his eyes. The wolf was not bothered by the pain of the cut before he looked at the blonde, eyes narrowing while he thought about his choices. He knows this body won’t last longer and that man is too strong for this teenage body. And so he huffed and quickly walked away. The mafia huffed a laugh before walking away as well.

The “voice” was completely exhausted, his physical appearance completely changed. Still have a long way to go to get used to it. Soon enough, he quickly finds his way out with his kin in tow. They were now free. Free from cruelty... But are they?