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Cal is ENROLLED at MY College, Littlerock Technical School!

(Using a fake College name for security reasons! Again!)

(Sequel to my first Reality Imagine!)

(What IF I meet Cal Kestis again, but this time we’re older and we’re in college!)

(Just made this last year…wanting to share it of course!)

(KINDA LONG!)

Rating: G for…LOTS OF FLUFF!

I was dreading for this day to arrive. Apparently, for one of my classes, I am forced to go to campus to take this Biology survey of some kind. Even though doing it at home seemed more appropriate, my professor can be very annoying sometimes. I already have my ID badge with me as I step out of the car. I close the door, waving bye to my dad as I watch him drive off. I vaguely remember what my professor had told us in the email she sent a few days ago. I think we had to go to room 143 in building K. I wasn’t counting on it but I pushed all that aside as I marched my way to the front doors of the main campus building. In the main lobby sit two women, having the jobs of being receptionists. I go up, smiling shyly as one of the women notices me and smile back. “Hi! How can I help you?”, I boomeranged the same greeting. “Do you know where room 143 is?”, I see the woman point to the doors behind me. “That is at building D…across the way from here…”, “Thank you…”, “You’re welcome!”, I left out of there, making my way to the building of building D. Along the way, I see a good amount of people outside, especially in the courtyard that I just walked by. I enter the building seeing the room numbers start in the 130s. I walk up these stairs and come upon room numbers that start in the 140s. I walk just a little further to come upon room 143! I enter the room, seeing my fellow classmates and familiar faces I only seen on screen waiting around. Just as I took a seat, the professor walks, greeting everyone with her smile. “Hi everyone! Good morning! I know this may seems out of context for a lot of you, but I would just like to see personally on how your results are on the Biology survey…so please, follow me…”, Everyone gets up at the same time as I take a look to the see the professor leave the room.

We follow her to the computer lab, with people taking their seats. I took my seat, seeing a log in screen displayed on the monitor. Thank goodness I packed my password book with me! “Okay, now, I want everyone to log on and log into our class website, and we’ll go from there…”, I hear everyone type away on their computers as I type away on mines.

*TIMESKIP*

After what seemed like forever, I had finally took that Biology survey! The professor told us this was the only time we would be called to campus. Everything else is back online. I am just exiting the building, walking down this pathway when I notice a familiar guy sitting at this table by himself. Red-gingery hair, lean muscular body, casual dressing. That can’t be. I walk over, each step feeling heavier than the last. Just as I gotten near, the guy swiftly turns around, like as if he was expecting me. He smiles a smug smile. “Stalking’s rude…”, My eyes widen, not believing at who I was looking at. It was Cal Kestis—from Golden Serria High School. “Cal? Is that you?”, I had to asl, still not knowing if it was him or not. The beard he’s currently growing was throwing me off. Cal’s smile widens as he stands to his feet to face me. “Yeah…hey Lauryn!”, Not sure how or why, but I felt butterflies when he said my name. “Wha-what are you doing h-here?”, I stuttered slightly, seeing Cal was taking in amusement of how surprised I was being here right now.

“You know me, just doing college stuff…you?”, I nod in response, gesturing out my arms. “I’m doing college stuff too…I’m actually chasing a degree that deals with office stuff…”, Cal raises his brows slightly. “Really! Huh…well, hopefully you get your degree…I’m rooting for you…”, I smile, feeling shy as I look to the ground for a moment before looking back at him. “Thanks…are you by chance chasing anything?”, Cal rubs his neck in a nervous manner as he sits back down on the bench of the table. “Just a certificate in Welding…it’s nothin’ special…”, “Cool! You’ll be done in no time…”, Cal looks up to me, smiling widely. “Heh…yeah…true that…are you about to leave?”, I look behind to see some people from my class were walking to the special parking deck Littlerock Technical School had built recently. “I mean…kinda…I’m about to call my parents actually for them to come pick me up…my dad to be exact…”, Cal stands up from the table, grabbing a hold of his bag laying near his feet.

“Well, I can take you home…if you want me to…”, Now I feel my heart start to race. Take me? Home? In a car? My parents will freak the second that they hear I’m coming home in a stranger’s car! Not that Cal’s a stranger. I look to him, scrunching my eyebrows at him. “What, you drive or something?”, Cal takes out his keys from inside his bag, jiggling them in front of me. I can’t help but smile faintly. “Hmm—can you show me…?”, “Sure, follow me…”, Cal starts to walk on ahead, with me following after him, all the way to the parking deck. He takes out his ID card as I take out mine as well to show the guard lady as she had let us through. Cal takes hold of his keys, pressing on this button to make his car unlock, with the car making a beeping sound. I stand in front of it, noticing it was a black Jeep crossroad mix. I stand there to watch Cal open the door to toss his bag inside. He quickly closes it as he comes up to me, seeing I was in a trance. He helps by knocking me out of it, nudging my arm, with my face feeling like it’s on fire.

“You gonna call your parents or what?”, “Oh! Yeah! That! Sorry…”, I quickly take out my phone, calling my mom to see if she would pick up. A few rings in my ear and she does. After the mildly irritating conversation I had with her, she becomes forthright and allows me to come home in a “familiar friend’s” car. And of course, she tells me this will be only a one-time thing. I hang up and shove my phone back into my pocket, turning around to face Cal, who had a worried look on his face the whole time. “So? What did she say?”, “She said it’s okay!”, “Alright! Let’s go…”, Cal goes to the driver’s side, hopping in as I follow after, into the passenger’s side. Just as he starts the engine, my heart starts to race a little again. I look over to Cal, who was so seemingly calm. I haven’t seen Cal in YEARS, and this is how he repays me—by taking me home. During the drive, I couldn’t take my eyes off his new haircut. “I see you trimmed your head a little…”, I see Cal stopped at this red light we came upon as he quickly combs through his hair. “Do you like it?”, “Of course! Yeah! It suits you!”, I couldn’t help but laugh at my own answer as Cal laughs along with me.

Going down the highway, I was keeping my eyes glued for the exit. At the halfway point, that’s when I noticed it. “Here! Turn here!”, Cal nods to me, making the turn. I glance around to see I was right for making that turn as I could see the side shops and the mall just down the road. I directed him a few more times until I noticed we were getting close to my home. Just pulling up and into the driveway, Cal takes out this piece of paper and hands it to me. “Here’s my number—so we’ll keep in touch…”, I calmly take it from him, trying to refrain myself from screaming. “Thanks…I’ll uh…try to text you when I can…”, Cal smiles as he exists the car, walks over to my side, and opens the door for me like a gentleman would. I step out, not helping myself as I hug on him around his neck. He was stiff for a moment, ut he was able to hug me back, around my middle. I release myself from him, smiling to him as I feel warmer than usual in my cheeks as Cal smiles back. He gets back into his Jeep mix, waving goodbye one last time as I watch him pull away and drive off, hoping I cross paths with him again. Someday!

The End!

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Here is a Random Michael Langdon mini drabble that popped into head...I think I'll title this one:

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In The Sanctuary

Rating: PG for...fluff and brief sensuality!

(VERY SHORT!)

“She’s ready for you Mister Langdon…” “Let her in…”, Michael’s voice echoes in the room of his office as he beckons for his follower to let you in. As you do, you instantly see him sitting at his desk, some files lay in front of him. He looks up to see you, smiling his signature smile. “Hey…”, He greets you. You match his smile. “Hey…I um…wanted to ask you of something…”, Michael turns serious as he stands, walking over to stand in front of you, leaning against the edge of his desk. “Alright…what is it?”, You step closer to him, taking a breath. “I just want to know…why’d you pick me?”, Michael chuckles faintly. “What do you think?”, You sigh at his response. “Because…I’m valuable?”, Michael steps closer to you, resting a hand on your cheek. “Because you’re different from the others…you’re unique…more unique than you’ll ever know…”, You can’t help but smile at his words, watching as he slowly leans into you, feeling his hot breath hit your lips as you flutter your eyes close, anticipating Michael’s lips on yours.  Upon feeling his lips, you can feel your butterflies flutter inside your stomach as you kiss him back, feeling him deepen it in an instant. You can hear him moan softly into the kiss as you moan back, wrapping your arms around his neck to embrace him, feeling his arms instantly wrap around your waist in return. His tongue comes into play, swirling around yours as you moan more loudly in response. After a moment, he pulls away, resting his forehead against yours as he catches his breath. You chuckle breathlessly. “Guess I’m staying for a while…”, Michael chuckles breathlessly as well. “I would be happy if you would…”, You could only nod. “Then I would love to stay…”, Michael smiles, leaning away as he leans to your forehead for a quick kiss. “I’m hosting a little dinner party if you want to join…”, You smile back at him. “Cool…fancy or casual?”, Michael can’t help but chuckle. “Fancy…if you mind…”, You give him a curt nod. “Alright…I’ll go put on my best then…”, Michael watches you as you leave his office, hoping you will be there on time and wow the others who are there in the Sanctuary. And you can’t help but feel like you belonged there…with Michael…helping him run the Sanctuary for the years to come.

The light of his heart

Written for @fluffbruary Extended for the month of July: library | glimpse | trip .

Thank you for the prompt. This is the continuation of the fiction: The Favourite: Fragments from the last setting. Both Wakamiya/Nazukihiko and Yukiya’s characterisation might be OOC, but reading the third novel and mainly watching the anime, Nazukihiko’s resolve crumbles when it comes to Yukiya. This is my interpretation between the lines. Hence, fan fiction.

Here I am still focusing on Yukiya/Wakamiya ship whereas the Japanese audience, who have read all Chisato Abe’s novels and collection of stories, are already hard on Yukiya/Shigemaru train.

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Fandom: Yatagarasu: The Raven Does Not Choose Its Master

Characters: Wakamiya/Nazukihiko, Yukiya, a very brief appearance of Sumio

Rating: T to slight M

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Oh, I beg you, / always, always stay / the light of my heart, just as you have / illuminated my way / for an entire year!

— Daigobô Toshiô ( from “Japanische Jahreszeiten: Tanka und Haiku aus dreizehn Jahrhunderten”)

As soon as Yukiya rose to his feet, Wakamiya watched his every move and marveled at how his former attendant had grown up. Gone were the baby fats on the cheeks. The prominent jawline took over a once perfect oval face, and his eyes were bluer than before. He tied his hair on top of his head that flowed down his shoulders reaching the chest. Reddish brown, the same colour like his deceased mother’s, the second princess of the North. He kept his fringe. It suited the younger man, who turned 18.

He also gained more muscles due to countless rigorous trainings at the academy—hand-to-hand combat or otherwise— shapely powerful legs that brought into the fore. He was also a proud owner of a golden sword that dangled on his left side. The dainty stubborn boy was gone replaced by a cunning young military man ready to challenge the enemies of Yamauchi.

“Are you only going to stare at me the whole time? Or are you going to ask me what happened during my absence? If I have friends… Or how am I?” Yukiya licked his lips while he gazed at the Crown Prince, who, in turn, could not take his eyes off his personal guard.

Nazukihiko thought: Which you have. I know them well. You are enjoying your remarkable intimacy with Shigemaru, a fellow Northerner. It bothers me a bit, quite to be honest. And there’s Haruma, who looks up to you as if you were his god. He invited Yukiya personally after the young man successfully took the topmost award among the graduates at Keisoin.

This is strange. Words failed Wakamiya. As a true Golden Raven, he should not feel anything, like desire, at all. Hiding the blush on his cheeks, he shook his head and laughed softly to himself then turned his back to his distinguished guest. He focused his attention instead to the scrolls and books that he was reading at the moment laid out on the mahogany table next to the wall.

No more words exchanged, but heavy footsteps that made the nightingale floors chirp.

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(Images courtesy of Matsuzaki Natsumi and Studio Pierrot)

*Here I go again @ynxnyx

guess who dropped a cool new chapter (me i made and posted the chapter)

Maria Ackerman in the eyes of people around her.

1• How her seniors and subordinates see her.

2• How the 104th Cadet Corps saw her.

3• How Zeke saw her. (He need to change his specs.)

4• Admirers and the look she gives before arresting or killing.

5• Obviously Reiner Braun. (Just like Damian sees Anya, so far from reality. Oh and Eren see Mikasa like this too.)

6• Kenny, Hannah, Arne and Rod. (Still an angry child for them.)

7• From here she got her looks. It's Mia Tuefel.

8• Obviously Jean Kirstein.

9• Ymir and Marco. And that's how she really is. Blank and dead eyes. Depressed.

"YOU ARE A TRAITOR! I KNOW YOU ARE A TRAITOR!! DEVILS!! ALL OF YOU AREN'T EVEN HUMAN BUT DESPICABLE PIECE OF SHIT!! YOU AND THEM!! I WILL KILL YOU!! KILL ALL OF YOU!!" Eren shouted trying to break free of Maria's hold on him. They were a good distance away from Reiner and Mikasa.

Maria had already cut off his upper limbs and was holding her sword above him. She just had to dive into his heart. It will stop all the bloodshed. It will stop everything.  

"Huh…haah. No… no Eren." She shook her head.

"No Eren, you are wrong."  

"And make her watch."  

"I will. I will kill you." Her hand moved, plunging the sword deep towards his throat. 

I am still working on chapter four, I had some personal things happen which is why it's taking longer....and honestly....I already know which moment will be my favorite in a chapter that is far far away...I am so hyper for that moment. I think about it and get some emotional satisfaction from that. But I still have a long way to write to get there.... (and I am getting attached to those characters...)

Second day of #artfight2022 submissions.

Here is Diane Myers, @aunt_cheese_’s original character. On this one I must admit that I didn’t challenge myself with a special pose. But I needed to relax and get started… So you could view this one as a bit lazy maybe…. But I did two drawings the same day so… I let you be the judge of my laziness.

#drawing #myart #digitalart #bustportrait #originalart #arttrade #originalcharacter https://www.instagram.com/p/Cg2BOirKnl9/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=