《Everything Im Insecure About (SouDam)》2
Advertisement
🐹+🔧=🏳🌈
"Bye Fuyuhiko! Thanks for walking me here!" He shouted, opening the door...
"Aye, kiddo, who the hell was that?"
"O-Oh... Just a friend" He chuckled, closing the door as soon as he stepped his foot inside.
"Just a friend aye?"
"Y-Yes sir... Uhm... If you don't mind me asking, why is it a big deal? -"
"Is he rich?"
"... I-I mean yeah... He's a Yakuza..."
"Hm" Tatsuo smirked, "fine, as long as he gives me 100 dollars"
"...but dad, I can't use him, that's just gonna make me feel-"
"I don't care if you feel bad or some shit, I need money!" He snapped, glaring at his son...
"... Sorry, I wont mention my feelings ever again sir! Im so sorry!" He shouted, stiffing up a bit.
"... Yeah, that's mah boy" He smirked, patting his son on the back, "and make sure to bring me the money tomorrow"
Kazuichi shivered... He didn't want to use his friend for money... That's rude...and not only is it rude, but... Fuyuhiko was one of his favorite friends...
He went to his room and closed the door, letting his back hit the bed... He missed laying down... He missed-...
He grabbed his phone and went to instahope ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) going to see if anything new happened...
... Nothing new.. But he did realize something...
Half way everyone in his classroom has had a date before...
Man.. He sucks..
He went to his account to see if anyone ever commented on his posts...
...
"Pfft! How hilarious, I can't believe you were snooping around that weird freak face! I didn't even think people payed attention to him since he's so weird!"
Kazuichi felt his blood boil, he felt rage, why the hell would she say that?! That was uncalled for!
Advertisement
He angrily typed down, "shut the hell up, your just jealous that Mahiru broke up with you because she wanted to spend more time with Sato, so leave him alone, I don't give two shits on what you're going to do to me when we go back to school, because I can easily tell the teachers about you harrassing Mikan"
He closed his phone, feeling like a badass.
He liked sticking up for people, especially the ones who can't stick up for themselves, like Gundham...
-the next day-
Kazuichi walked inside the school building, being greeted by tons of kids who he talked to.
He said hello to them and walked off, making his way to his other friend Fuyuhiko, "h-hey uhm... Fuyuhiko, can I maybe... Borrow one hundred dollars?" He murmured, scratching his neck, "... I need it... To live basically" He chuckled awkwardly.
"Uhm.. Sure? I guess..." He handed the money to Kazuichi and scoffed, "that's weird, you usually never ask for money, you said you'll feel bad..."
"... I know... B-But... My dad-... He uh.... Asked for it..."
"... Oh... That's what you meant by that"
Kuzuryuu and Souda made their way to the classroom, until a specific person stopped them.
"Hey! Grease monkey!"
"Oh fuck..." Kazuichi groaned, turning to Saionji.
She glared at him and walked inside the classroom...
"So... I'm guessing shes probably going to leave you alone now?" Fuyuhiko asked, "eh... I don't really care, it just bothers me on how rude she is ya know? Like, I can't do a single thing without her insulting me..."
Kuzuryuu nodded his head and took a seat next to Souda.
"..."
Tanaka slowly narrowed his eyes towards Kazuichi..
He looked so cool...
He has cool hair, a cool fashion style, cool friends, and probably cool parents too...
Gundham crossed his arms and rested his head on the desk, still keeping his eyes on Kazuichi...
"Hey! Weirdo! Be glad that I won't be picking on you for now! It's not my fault! That ugly grease monkey-"
Gundhams face turned red...
He just ignored what she was saying, all he cared about was the fact that Kazuichi stuck up for him...
Kazuichi cares about him...
He turned towards Kazuichi again...Was Kazuichi looking at Sonia..?
... Oh... Right... Kazuichi likes her...
Advertisement
- In Serial665 Chapters
First Contact
Eight Thousand Years after the Glassing of Earth, Terran Descent Humanity has largely become a post-scarcity society based on consent and enjoying life. With the discovery of another ancient race beyond the «Great Gulf», events and history collide to draw the Terran Confederacy into war against an hundred million year old empire that has always won and believes it always will. With allies and enemies of multiple species, the Orion Galactic Arm Spur will be wracked by warfare the likes of which have not been seen. Cracked, harried, wounded, and damaged, Terran Descent Humanity willfully throws itself against the universe itself.«The universe hates you and will take away everything you love, laughing while it does so.» — Terran belief.***Author Note: Told largely from the viewpoint of other species, the story is currently ongoing. It involves graphic depictions of violence, war, adult language and situations, drug use, and other mature topics.The story will be updated on weekdays, so keep an eye on this page for more chapters.The story is 400+ chapters, and repeating characters do not start appearing until the Vuxten chapters. If you’re in a hurry for repeating characters then this story will not be enjoyable to you. The interwoven plot is not based on a single person but the entire war, with its effects upon multiple people.
8 239 - In Serial258 Chapters
Master Of Voracious Beasts
Super Saiy- I mean Super berserkers? God of Destruc- I mean Destroyer Gods? Incredible Hul- I mean immortal titan? Creator of a universe? Eternal Cultivators? System Users?
8 520 - End1304 Chapters
Martial Universe
The Great Yan Empire exists in a world where respect can only be earned through strength. Within this Great Yan Empire, the four great clans have always stood above the rest. Among them, a particular incident in the Lin Clan resulted in the banishment of a certain individual who went on to start his own family, in hopes of one day being recognized again by the Lin Clan, and rejoining them…
8 1359 - In Serial28 Chapters
The Deathseeker [Under Revision]
NOTE: This story has dark elements, but it's neither grimdark nor particularly edgy. It's also currently being revised. Satan's Axe...Lord of High Honor...The Immortal Giant...The Black Maelstrom...Son of Thunderfield...The Gods' Retribution. Dalric had many names. None were as fitting as his last, Dalric the Deathseeker. Born from an unwanted mating between the greatest warriors of the time, death was his only true kin. It birthed him, molded him, and now standing in the middle of a lifeless battlefield, it drenched him. The blood of thousands of soldiers soaked his skin. Two hundred thousand men approached him that day. All of them sought his life, none of them left with theirs. But they would not die in vain, they had accomplished their mission. Hidden beneath a thousand layers of their blood, was Dalric's very own. Feeling his life fade, he gazed weakly at his work. A seemingly endless array of corpses laid battered and disfigured before him. Some bore faces of horror, most had no face at all. His most trusted companion floated in front of him, blocking the view. Waves of sorrow flowed between them. “My time has finally come. I’ve begged for death and it’s finally arrived. My work is done...and so is yours. You’re free to be who you were meant to.” With his contract with the gods fulfilled, they were truly free. The centuries of torment would end. No longer would they have to walk the path of a monster. Little did Dalric know, the devil was in the details. What To Expect: A good time. In a few more words than that, a cast of believable characters in a unique world dealing with conflicts and problems a little bit more complex than punching the big evil guy in the face. Just a little though. Minimum Word Count a Week: 5000 Release Time(s): Between Friday 12pm EST and Monday 6am EST I also write A King in the Clouds
8 87 - In Serial36 Chapters
An Unwavering Craftsman
Given the hereditary nature of classes, everyone expects Damien—the child of two high-tiered adventurers—to be granted a high-tier combat class of his own. Expectations are betrayed, however, when Damien finds himself instead saddled with a crafting class of the lowest possible tier: [Neophyte Tailor]. Left practically crippled compared to those with better classes, Damien wants to avoid becoming a pawn in the machinations of the nobility, desiring only to grind his level in peace while wondering why the usual rules of inheritance were broken. Was it his desire to excel by his own effort, rather than an unearned blessing from a god? Did the Five take offence at his opinions on the unfairness of hereditary classes? Or maybe it was something to do with the alien voice that intruded on his ceremony? A voice that offers great power, and freedom from the tyranny of the Five, but that never names its price. This story is litRPG-lite. While the class someone possesses controls most of their lives, people don't get dinged at for every level they gain, nor can they see their status without undergoing a special ritual. The MC has no romantic interest. Crafting is merely a way to game the system, and doesn't feature heavily in the story, aside from a few descriptions on how they're carrying out the system abuse. There is, on one unfortunate occasion, maths. The pace is quick. This was a participant in the Spring 2022 writathon. (i.e. it was posted as-written at high speed. I may give it another editing pass in the future.)
8 182 - In Serial48 Chapters
Dragon, Silver Dragon
Michael has a few problems... besides being dead... ish... He finds himself in a new world. In a new body. But with a few more appendages than he is used to and the concept of near immortality facing him, he is having a rather hard time coping. Luckily, the body's ex-tenant is there to help. (Should have started here first. The story is being updated and revised. There will be several chapters added and Revelations will be incorperated into it as well. Revelations will then be removed.)
8 93

