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Kagerou Daze Manga - Chapter 48: RED I

R E D I

Comic GENE 3月 issue (read right to left)
Manga by: Satou Mahiro
Original by: Jin (Shizen no Teki-P)
Character Designs by: Shidu, Wannyanpuu

Disclaimer: Only the scanning of the pages belong to me.

Momo: Hibiya-kun!

Ene: Didn’t you leave with the Fox Eyes-san!?

Hibiya: That…After that something horrible happened…
Please help me, Onee-chan.

Momo: …’kay!

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Seriously thought there was nothing news worthy on this month’s chapter while I was overseas since I heard nothing. Came back and realise Jin still have no chill.

So back in the present after Ayano’s reason on why she and the siblings don’t live together anymore! But after their talk, they realise Momo had snuck out to continue her search for her friend, Hiyori. Soon the remaining Children will realise there was a lie in what they thought they knew and they were tricked. 

Going to try some translation again. Shout out to @fuyuyuu for talking to me with this and explained some parts on what happened. Oh! And I try to scan it in a new way, thinking this way the quality of the scan is better

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ORPHAN BLACK: THE GAME

BRIEF

Orphan Black: The Game, is a turn-based adventure puzzle game based on the hit television series Orphan Black, which chronicles the mystery surrounding a sisterhood (or a sestrahood) of clones who find themselves part of a global conspiracy pushing the boundaries of experimental science technology and ethics in human cloning.

Players guide their favourite clones through a series of challenging puzzles set in the Orphan Black world as they work together to relive elements of the TV show as told through a fever dream.

HISTORY

The producers and creators of the show have always had a strong desire to create a game based on their world wide hit property. In 2014 the stars aligned and Boat Rocker started putting together an in-house team of designers, artists and developers with and eye towards creating a game based on the show. They earned their stripes working on several apps and games for their Other TV shows and in 2016 began production on the Orphan Black Game. Orphan Black : The Game Is a Retelling of pivotal events from the show in the form of fever dream worlds. Players will navigate through the mind of several clone sisters and play through over 100 rooms and puzzles to unlock the mysteries and stories from the hit TV show Orphan Black.

Play as Sarah, Cosima, Alison, Helena, Rachel, Beth, MK, Katja, Tony, Krystal

Evade nightmare versions of enemies that Sarah and her sisters have encountered in the show
Third Person Isometric game style
Play 10 worlds with over 100 rooms with puzzles and traps
Trigger Traps, Sliding floor panels, laser doors to evade or dispatch enemies
Earn hints to guide you through the correct path by effectively clearning levels in as few steps as possible

somebody else // stiles stilinski pt. 3

Summary: Stiles broke her heart and now she can never look at him the same. They remained friends, but she can’t exactly find it in herself to truly forgive Stiles and he doesn’t know how to accept her new relationship with the one person he can’t stand. Overtime, they both eventually got over each other… or have they?

Requested: no, collab with @minhosmeanhoe 

Warning: no, mature language & themes throughout 

Inspired by this song

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As soon as the bell rang Katalina breathed a sigh of relief. She couldn’t stand to be around Theo any longer and the confusing feelings she had developed for Stiles were messing with her head. One minute he’s starting small talk with her at a party reigniting her feelings for him and the next he’s acting like she doesn’t even matter to him.

She was relieved when she stepped into the library and was immediately engulfed by silence. Knowing that she still hadn’t finished her English paper, she took out her laptop and opened the document. She read over it again trying to think of how to strengthen her argument when her phone went off, causing multiple heads to turn in her direction. Quickly silencing the device, she rolled her eyes when Theo’s name appeared on the screen. Ignoring it, Katalina tried to redirect her focus back on her paper. 

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NO TOUCHING
               - Part II

Kai Parker x Reader
word count
: 4 043
warning : smut (smuttiest one i’ve written , unless we count the next part🙈🔥😈)
summary : continues the story from part I
*not my gif
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MONDAY

Y/N knew what she was getting into , or at least she thought she knew. The first day he had taken things easy. Sort of. Y/N had barely gotten a few hours of sleep before she had to get up and get ready for classes. Kai was sleeping soundly on her bed , looking like an angel and Y/N couldn’t help but smile. Quietly she sneaked into the bathroom taking a quick shower before getting dressed and heading into the kitchen to make her coffee and pack lunch for later.
All of the sudden she felt someone’s eyes on her and a moment later Kai’s hands snaked around her stomach down her waist while his body pressed against hers from behind.
“You took a shower without me ? Shame. We could’ve gone for round 3 …” he whispered, his lips nearly touching her skin as he spoke. Kai placed soft kisses on her neck while his hand pushed down her jeans , his fingers playing with her clit. Y/N tilted her head a little giving him better access. She tried sliding her hand around her back to touch him but he swatted it away. “No , no princess. You will be late for classes.”
“I don’t care.”
Kai spun her around with a devilish smile on his face. “Surprisingly , I do. I’ll drive you. C'mon.”
The car ride had her so disconcentrated - thoughts about all the things that happened during the night swirling in her mind. There was no way for her to focus on anything besides Kai today. He kept glancing at her the entire way , talking dirty to her while driving. By the time they got to the college’ parking lot , her skin felt like it was on fire and instinctively she reached her hand towards the slight bulge in his pants only to have her hand slapped away.
“Oh .. you … ugh …” she groaned in frustration and to add more to it an invisible finger entered her making her grab onto the seat. Kai was using his magic on her again , getting her to completely lose any chance of getting focused later in the day.
“What did you think sweetheart ? That I’d let you touch me after what you did last night ?” he said innocently. “You drove me wild , now it’s my turn … For the rest of the week - you are not allowed to touch.”
Y/N stared at him in disbelief. Should’ve seen that one coming. she thought.
“Not unless I say so.” he added. “OH this week is going to be so much fun !” he said grinning , excitement and something else she couldn’t put her finger on sparkling in his eyes.
“I’m going to be late.” she said clearning her throat and starting to get out of the car. Kai grabbed her wrist pulling her roughly back into the car , his lips smashing against hers taking her breath away and officially sending her mind to places it shouldn’t go considering there are 8hrs until they see each other again.
“Have fun.” he said smiling.

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Immune

Originally posted by captivatesme

Member: Exo Lay/Yixing

Type: Smut

Your heart almost stopped as you felt someone grab your arm and yank you into the nearby room, closing the door behind you. You blinked up at the man in front of you, your eyes wide with wonder as he stood in front of you. He was watching you intensely, his hands still tightly gripping your arms as you continued to breathe, trying to slow you quickening heartrate. 

“Are you ignoring me?” he asked, his eyes searching your face for any sign of an answer. “Did I do something? I’m sorry.” 

You swallowed hard as you watched him, his worried eyes refusing to leave yours. Your voice seemed to have disappeared and you couldn’t respond, but you wouldn’t know what to say anyways.

Yixing worked with you in the pediatrics department and he was nothing short of perfect. He was tall, lean, and athletic, and the other doctors and nurses swooned over him constantly, which drove you absolutely nuts. Sure, he was handsome, but everyone was so crazy about him that it was almost out of hand. 

They’d do almost anything to get his attention, and although Yixing was extremely polite, he never seemed interested. He was always aloof and carefree, except when it came to patients. That’s mostly where you admired him; he was extremely dedicated to helping every one of those kids feel better while making sure they weren’t scared of coming to the doctor’s office. 

But that was as far as your admiration went. You really didn’t want to deal with your crazy coworkers swooning over him, so you’d taken to avoiding him. The whole department turned to mush in his presence and you honestly had more important work to do that deal with that. Also, it annoyed the hell out of you. Watching girls giggle and twirl their hair as he politely ignored them made you want to puke, and you’d rather steer clear from that mess. 

Every time he appeared you’d find a way to get out without drawing too much attention to yourself. You honestly thought you were doing a good job until today.

“Hey, are you okay?” he asked, and you were brought back into reality as he shook your shoulders gently, finally loosening his grip. “What did I do? Why are you ignoring me?”

You shook your head, clearning your throat. “I’m sorry I just…I don’t really like seeing other people flirt with yo-” your voice paused and you realized your mistake. He’d probably assume that you liked him and didn’t want to see others flirt with him. “Wait I mean I don’t like seeing people act like bimbos to get your attention.” 

His confused gaze made your cheeks feel hot and you realized exactly how stupid you sounded. You turned away and adjusted your white coat, trying to ease your heartrate. 

“So you don’t like me?”

You raised an eyebrow at the confused man in front of you and shook your head. “I mean, you’re a great guy, but you have so many people after you right now and I wouldn’t want to cause you any trouble.”

“So you do like me?”

He cocked his head to the side, a small smile forming on his face and you let a small laugh escape your lips before you asekd, “Why does it matter?”

Yixing bit his lip softly and responded, “Well, a lot of girls here seem to like me a lot, but not you.”

You scoffed, “So what, am I supposed to like you too?”

“If you want to.”

“You know wha-” You were cut off by Yixing’s hand clamping your mouth shut and his arm moving to wrap around you, pressing his body against yours and preventing your arms from flailing. You started making muffled sounds when he shushed you, nodding towards the door behind you. As thick as the walls were, you could still hear the sound of two women walking near the door. The idea of you two being caught alone here was risky and Yixing waited until the voices were gone until his hand released your mouth. He was still pressed against you, so close that you could smell the mint toothpaste on his breath. Your face felt hot as you stammered, “You could’ve just said that someone was-”

You were cut off again but this time it was his lips pressing against yours tentatively, moving softly as to not scare you. You whimpered against him, the fear and adrenaline of getting caught pumping through your veins as you started kissing him back. His lips began moving with more urgency as you responded, his tongue swiping your bottom lip as his arms moved to circle your waist, pressing you closer against him.

You remained in the heated kiss, your fingers moving to thread through his dark hair as his lips moved against yours. He tasted like mint and you couldn’t prevent the pleasurable whimpers that were escaping your throat. His fingers dug into your back as he pulled away, his lips swollen and wet as he watched you. Your hands in his hair tried to pull him back and he complied, his lips brushing against your softer than before while he whispered, “Just stay quiet, okay?”

You nodded and his lips crashed against yours again and you had to hold back your gasp of surprise. His fingers slid up your waist, his thumbs running over your stomach as he kissed you harder, and you seemed to get even closer to him even though you were sure that wasn’t possible. 

You finally noticed something poking your lower abdomen because of how close you two were, and your cheeks turned hot when you realized what it was. Your hands seemed to lose their grip on his hair and you moved them to gently rest on his shoulders, your lips turning awkward and nervous against his. He felt your hesitation and pulled back again, his dark eyes searching yours. 

“Hey? Did I do somethi-” his eyes suddenly shifted down to where you were looking and he blushed, pulling away from you to cover his mouth and and begin muttering apologies. 

You swallowed hard, your curiosity getting the best of you as you pulled him back, and his eyes widened as you spoke, “Can I help with that?” 

He didn’t move and you didn’t wait for an answer as your hand reached down to feel his hardening length through his pants. He let out a sigh at your touch, his eyes fluttering closed and his arms wrapping around your shoulders. His head dropped against your shoulder, his breath hitting your neck as he whispered in response, “Please.” His lips planted soft kisses up and down your neck as you unbuttoned his pants, slipping your hand into his boxers to grab the smooth muscle.

You slowly pumped him, and his kisses on your neck soon turned into nips and bites as he grew harder in your hand. A soft groan escaped his lips and you suddenly got nervous again, realizing how long you two had been gone. You released him and pushed him away from you slightly by the shoulders, and he pulled away giving you a wanting look. 

“Do you think you can stay quiet?” you asked and he nodded quickly, his hands reaching for your waist again. You let him touch you as you pulled out his member, but then you kneeled down in front of him taking his length into your mouth. 

He couldn’t stay quiet. 

Immediately as your mouth enveloped him he let out a low moan, sending shivers down your spine as you gripped the back of his thighs tightly, bobbing your head up and down against him. You swirled your tongue against his wet tip, moving back down to swallow around him. His fingers moved to pet your hair, and you glanced up to see his lips pressed together, forming a thin line. His eyes were watching you suck him intently, and you pulled off him slightly so you could jerk his base, letting your tongue play with the tip more. 

You felt him twitch in your mouth before he released, inhaling deeply as you jerked him through it. You swallowed around him, pulling him out of your mouth and standing, rubbing at you knees a bit. 

“I thought you didn’t like me?” he whispered, a finger landing on your lip. He wiped off some of the sticky white substance and you licked your lip before responding.

“Even I’m not immune to your charms, babe.”

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Could it be Him?

Chanyeol soulmate au. Fluff/ Romance/Way more angst the i originally thought 

Chapter 2

It had been three years since Y/N had started to talk to her soulmate. Ferret boy, now knows as Chan, was the sweetest person Y/N had talked to. They talked every day. He told her about his dreams and tried his best to cheer her up. Every day she wondered who this amazing boy was.

He was 15 but to her he seemed so wise. He knew what he wanted. When he was 13, her age, he told her he wanted to be a musician. He loved music so much. Chan could talk about music all day and she loved listening to him. He said he had gotten into some school that trained you to sing and dance like a professional. Chan sounded so tired when they talked but he was so enthusiastic. He told Y/N about the people that he met and how he practiced.

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@melodiousflowers

It wasn’t hard to tell that Dingo was waiting for someone. The boy had spent most of the afternoon downstairs at the shop, doing some clearning and dishes, sitting at the counter, or impatiently walking around the small room. He kept throwing glances outside, obviously expecting someone to show up. The clock on the wall was nearing 3PM.

“Who are you waiting for ? Is it a date ?” Dekao sneered, throwing his friend and coworker a mocking glance above the counter. 

“It’s not !!” Dingo retorted, with more anger than embarassement. If ‘Thorn’ dared to be late, he would never forgive her. No fighter worthy of respect showed up late to a good Saturday afternoon brawl.

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anonymous asked:

i really think your art style has changed a little. not that it became worse or anything there's just a different feel to it now which i really don't exactly know what haha was this conscious effort? or am i the only one who thinks your style somehow changed... just curious ^^ hope that didnt sound rude or anything.

ahah, don’t worry about it!

I guess the style changes are only natural? I changed the way I did lineart to clearning up the sketch and that dragged everything with it.. I don’t know really. 

I know my colouring changed a lot because after cleaning up I don’t have as much energy for a proper colouring and lately I gave much more attention to the lines so that is kind of conscious. And I feel like my colouring might not be as recognizable because of it anymore? Like it shifts here and there all the time, I’m still not sure if I like it.

But other than that it’s not quite planned, ahah:”D

Bog’s Thought Processes

AKA Bog Doesn’t Know What the Hell He’s Doing

AKA Bog Never Knows What the Hell He’s Doing

AKA The Inside of Bog’s Mind is a Testament to Bog Not Knowing What the Hell He’s Doing

AKA Blorp

AKA Their Relationship Has Reached Blanket Fort Status


Bog: So… yee’ll be stayin’ over then?

Marianne: Yeah! Yeah… I mean… of course! And we’ll be sharing your bed… I’m guessing?

Bog: Oh! Yes. Of course. I… uh… yes.

Marianne: [Relieved] That’s great!

Bog: It is? I mean if-

Marianne: Oh! Oh no I didn’t mean that. I just meant that it was really great because… uh… I don’t know I just… just want

Bog:oh.

Marianne: Oh god! Oh no, Bog, I didn’t- I’m so glad that we are! It’ll be good for us, you know? Learning to share a space! Because, you know, you’re all spiky and I steal the covers and this is pretty long term so- [realizes what the hell she just says, turns bright red] I mean! I’m not trying to-! Uh…

Bog: NO! No, I understand. That’s… that’s great, Marianne. Truly.

Inside Bog’s Mind: SHE SAID LONG TERM. DID YOU HEAR THAT! EVERYONE! EVERYONE DID YOU HEAR THAT! MARIANNE JUST SAID LONG TERM! WE’RE IN THIS FOR THE LONG RUN! US AND THIS GORGEOUS, AMAZING, PERFECT SKY DOLPHIN ARE IN THIS TOGETHER FOREVER THIS IS THE BEST OH MY GODS YES. 

Marianne: Well… I mean it’ll also be good because… uh… [flushing, looking away] It’ll be nice to wake up to you… you know?

Bog: Yes… I most certainly do.

Inside Bog’s Mind: THIS IS SO GREAT WE ARE GOING TO HAVE A SLEEPOVER AND MAKE FORTS OUT OF BLANKETS AND NO ONE IS GOING TO BOTHER US BECAUSE I WILL SCARE THEM OUT WITH MY EVIL RAGE AND ALSO YOU ARE PERFECT, YOU AMAZING FLOWER OF CLOUDS AND RAINBOWS.

Marianne: And… I mean, the Dark Forest has become so much of me… if that makes any sense. I want to be able to experience it all. Especially you. Because… you know…

Bog: [blushing, letting out bashful chuckles] Yeah.

Inside Bog’s Mind: BECAUSE I AM IN LOVE WITH YOU! BECAUSE ALL DAY EVERY DAY I AM PINING OVER YOU AND YOUR PERFECTNESS! BECAUSE YOU ARE LITERALLY THE GREATEST THING EVER, YOU SUPER, DUPER, AWESOME PUFF BALL OF SUGAR AND BLOOD LUST.

Marianne: And being close to you at night will be-

Bog: Great! [smiling like dorks at one another, clearning his throat] It will be wonderful. Sleeping beside ye, I mean.

Marianne: Yeah. And, if you want we… we can do more than that.

Bog: [lightly blushing] Of course we can, love. 

Inside Bog’s Mind: MORE THAN THAT WHAT DOES THAT MEAN MORE THAN THAT OH HOLY MOTHER OF ALL GODS DOES SHE MEAN… no she cant… but she might… OH GODS OH GODS I’M NOT READY FOR THIS WHO AM I KIDDING YESIAM! SCRATCH THE PILLOW FORT NEW PLAN I AM JUST GOING TO SEE HOW LOUD I CAN MAKE YOU SCREAM. PLAN SCREW-IT-ALL IS A GO! THIS IS THE GREATEST THING EVER!

Marianne: Uh… Bog, are you okay?

Bog: Fine! I’m -uh- I’m fine. 

Inside Bog’s Mind: THIS IS THE GREATEST DAY IN ALL OF EXISTENCE YOU GLORIOUS FAIRY, YOU.

Marianne: So… we should-

Bog: Go! Yes! We should go-

Marianne: Go home. Yeah. We should. [Realizes what she says again] Oh I didn’t mean… uh… 

Bog: It’s okay, love. It is home… if ye want it to be.

Marianne: [smiling shyly] Yeah… I do.

Inside Bog’s Mind: YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASSSSS THIS IS THE BEST DAY OF MY LIIIIIIIIIIFE! I CANNOT EVEN HANDLE THIS RIGHT NOW THIS IS JUST THE GREATEST THANK YOU FOR BEING A PART OF MY EXISTENCE YOU PURE BUFF PIXIE OF BEATING HEART MAGIC.

Marianne: Bog… you’re fading out again? Are you okay?

Bog: I’m fine! The voice in my head is just in rapture.

Marianne: ….

Bog: …..

Marianne: …. what?

Bog: So! Sex? [realizes what he just said, tries to back up, hunching over] I mean…. uh… sex is fun! I mean, not, it is… uh… blanket forts? I mean-

Inside Bog’s Mind: YOU ARE BLOWING THIS FOR US QUICKLY BACK UP COMPLIMENT HER!

Bog: Your face is not a tree.

Inside Bog’s Mind: [presses the self destruct]

Bog: … I mean… sorry.

Marianne: … Bog, sweetie. You don’t have to be nervous. It’s just me.

Bog: [smiles shyly]

Marianne: [smiles back shyly]

Inside Marianne’s Mind: HOOOOOOOOWMAAAAHHHGAAAWDS HE IS THE MOST ADORABLE STUPID THING EVER! I AM GOING TO MAKE YOU MOAN SO HARD TONIGHT MY SEXY PINE CONE BECAUSE YOU ARE SO FRIGGEN ADORABLE YOU PERFECT TEENY TINY LITTLE LEGGY TREE BLORPY GOBLIN THING YOU, YOU ARE LITERALLY JUST THE DORKIEST THING EVER I CANNOT EVEN HANDLE THIS WE ARE ONE HUNDRED PERCENT MAKING BLANKET FORTS TONIGHT I HAVE NEVER BEEN MORE ATTRACTED TO YOU LETS DO THIS.

Bog: Marianne, are ye-

Marianne: LET’S MAKE BLANKET FORTS.

Bog: I LOVE YOU.


And so Bog and Marianne said screw it to being shy and just made blanket forts all night.

And it was fucking rad as hell. 

In Sin and Error

The first of a few Christmas ficlets for some special peeps. This one is for @pecanpiedean. If you know Chandra, you know why.

Dean/Castiel. 1.6k words. AO3. Christmas Fluff.


Long lay the world, in sin and error pining,

‘Til he appeared and the soul felt it’s worth.

“And now, another holiday classic to get you in the mood for tomorrow…”

The opening chords of “Oh Holy Night” were always a a fraught few seconds, Dean thought. Would it be Nat King Cole? Maybe Sinatra? Or, ugh, Josh Groban. Dean’s stomach lurched when the dulcet tones of Avril fucking Lavign assaulted his ears. He swatted the mute button so hard the pens on his desk shook.

“No thank you,” he muttered to himself, turning back to the spreadsheet currently filling two monitors. His vision was swimming a bit from staring at the thing for hours, but it was a good distraction from the fact he was working on fucking Christmas eve.

“Um, hello?” a hesitant voice asked as his office door was pushed open. A very tired looking delivery girl was holding a package and squinting. “I usually leave these at the front desk but…”

“Everyone left early, wanted to beat traffic or whatever,” Dean sighed. “Is that for me?”

“Suite 407?” the girl asked as she strode in.

“Sounds about right.” Dean took the pack, which at first glance looked looked like it had to contain a text book or something. “So what’d you do to end up on this gig?” he asked, absently turning the package over.

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