Just a normal highschool boy

Yooo. Yoshitake Tanaka here. Wait no...that was cool at all. Alright do over. Yoshitake Tanaka is my name and I'm just your local cool high schooler......alright maybe I'm just average.

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"The hell…that’s creepy."

[cackling-maniac]

"Good. I like creepy. Hehehehe~"

[cackling-maniac]

And with this I Place a Spell on You!

It's been a while since he has done something like this. Well not a while, maybe at the most a couple of months. The same day he quit his old job to come work as the school doctor. Now it seemed that the opportunity has aroused in which he could finally bring out the spells and curses and perform them. 

After all, the kids were screaming about curses and spells.They don't know a true spell and Undertaker was going to be nice and actually present them with one. Oh then, there would defiantly be believers after that. 

Setting up camp in the middle of the courtyard in the dead of night. Undertaker started to draw a circle with a piece of chalk. It was relatively big and he placed black candles along the curve of it. He began at two minutes to 3 am, Undertaker began to light the candles, the final one flaring to light at 3 on the dot. The Witching Hour. 

Giggling to himself went to the middle of the circle and reached into his dark robes to pull out a black leather book. 

Clearing his throat, Undertaker began to read in an unfamiliar language, his voice ringing out as his grin stay firmly in place. The shadows around him began to move, slowly at first, then at a greater pace as if they were aggressively coming alive. 

The wind began to pick up, moving branches and picking up leaves, swirling them around across the campus. The wild wind sounded like a distance howl and Undertaker raised his voice to be heard over the loud force of nature. Or was it the force of something else?

"Evocatio Spiritualis de Undetriginta Salamandris Lanciferis Evocatio Spiritualis de Septendecim Valcyriis Mortiferis Se Dissolvant Circumstantia Falsa!"

With that, Undertaker slammed the book shut and the candles went out with one last rush of wind. Everything was silent and still in the darkness and Undertaker's smile slowly grew into a full blown grin. A loud laugh broke the silence and Undertaker placed his book back in his robes. ,

"Now let's see what happens....hehehehe~" He cackled to himself. 

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"Should I prepare an exorcism brew this November?"

[cackling-maniac]

"Hehehehehe It might be too late by then.~"

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silent screeching in the distance

[cackling-maniac]

"Ooooh your screaming can be a great background music as I finish up my spell casting~"

[cackling-maniac]

hotsuma-renjou replied to your post: "All this talk about hauntings is making me want...

"You ought to become the Occult Club’s adviser."

"Oh why I already took up the position! I have big plans for my little humble club~"

[cackling-maniac]

"All this talk about hauntings is making me want to cause an actual fright. Maybe I should bring out the spell books. Hehehehe~"

[cackling-maniac]

There was a note attached:

Hello! Since this whole thing is a Christmas in July event thingy, I thought I would give everyone presents! Here's yours. I found this bookshelf in a shop back at Charisma, and I thought you would like it! (I would have kept it if I had room in my dorm. But I don't. Such is life.) I hope you enjoy it!

(P.S.: Can you sponsor the Occult Club? You seem the best fitting~!)

Undertaker read the note thoroughly  his lips stretching into a grin with each word. When he finished, he looked up at the coffin book case and let out a mad cackle. It was perfect. 

"Now I have somewhere to put all my horror books. Hehehehe~ Hmmm, I guess I should show my gratitude by becoming the occult sponsor~"

[cackling-maniac]

Fun Fun Fun || Daichi & Undertaker

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Daichi swallowed thickly. “D-Daichi Masahiko," he tried to avert his eyes anywhere but into the Undertaker’s bang covered eyes. Instead, because he couldn’t look away from the man’s haunting face, Daichi ran his eyes along the scar that ran down the Undertaker’s face, then his eyes followed the wide, nearly hysterical smile on the man’s lips.

"I’m new to Charisma," Daichi blurted out. His heart was pounding in his chest and the Undertaker was pressing way past the boundary lines. Daichi dug his fingers into his thighs, shut his eyes tight, and attempted to will the blush on his face away.

The Undertaker moved closer, their fronts pressing together, and Daichi breathed out raggedly. The Undertaker giggled in his ear.

"I—I’m. I’m a writer!" Daichi kept going, trying to find words that might distract the man.

[cackling-maniac]

Undertaker continued to poke the boy's cheek, giggling to himself as a blossom of red started to rise on the skin. He was half listening to what the boy was saying and half contemplating on what else he could do get the boy even more red. By the looks of it, it seemed that the possibilities were endless.

Heh. Maybe he has found someone worth pestering for at least a good two weeks, maybe longer depending if those amusing reactions keep up. 

"Oh a writer~" The silver haired male cooed, tilting his head to the side as he finally stopped poking at Daichi's cheek. However, his hands to went to busy themselves with messing with the teen's hair, twirling the soft locks around his fingers.

Keeping up his eccentric smile, Undertaker stared down at the flushed teen. Even though his eyes couldn't be see, he was actually making eye contact with Daichi, but he didn't have to know that. That would ruin the fun. "And what do you write? Horror? Gore? Blood? Or maybe Muuuuurder hehehee~?"

[cackling-maniac]

Merry Christmas!

Undertaker was doing his regular Undertaker stuff, sitting in his dimly lit cabin as he sip hot chocolate and ate his bone shaped biscuits. When he heard a light knock at his door, he paused and tilted his head in curiosity before getting up with a giggle and gliding over to the door. With a flare, he swung open the door, his grin firmly on his face and a creepy greeting at the ready, however they both fell when he saw no one. 

"Ooooh did I-" He glanced down and spotted the gift basket. "Oh my~ Hehehehe looks like my Secret Santa gave me my gift early!" 

-Fangirl scream-

With excitement, The silver haired doctor picked up his gift, and started to head back into his cabin. "I'll name this bear Phillip! Hehehehehe~"

[cackling-maniac]

Fun Fun Fun || Daichi & Undertaker

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A shiver ran down Daichi’s spine when the warm breath caressed his ear and the slightly hysterical voice slithered into his brain and sat there, nuzzling him. Swallowing thickly, eyes planted on the bulletin board before him, Daichi spoke.

"C-Clubs," Daichi stuttered. He tried to maneuver his body in such a way that he could extract himself from the situation and see just who exactly this was breathing down his neck, giggling ever so slightly at the weirdest, and most random of intervals.

Finally freeing himself, Daichi glanced up at the tall man. His hair was thick and silver, cascading over his shoulders in silvery waves that mesmerized Daichi into stepping forward and almost reaching out for a silken lock before he remembered that was rude and odd. 

Though did that even apply to a man that sneaks up on unsuspecting students?

"Who are you?" Daichi asked, his voice breaking with the nerves coursing through him.

[cackling-maniac]

From under his silver bangs, Undertaker watched the teen's reactions. They even brought a wide grin and another bubble of laughter to his lips. Looks like he has found fresh meat.

Undertaker tilted his head to the side, his hidden eye glinting with mischief and glee. "Awwww you don't know who I am?" He started off slowly, tapping a black fingernail to his chin. He had a mock pout on his face, however it wasn't too convincing as the corners of his mouth kept lifting up into a grin. 

Giving up on the ruse, Undertaker, spread his arms wide in a grand gesture. "Well I am the ever humble school doctor." He announced with a giggle. The silver haired male bowed dramatically, before straightening up to look back at the teen. "Doctor Undertaker at your service. Or you can just call me Undertaker~"

"Hehehehe!"  The doctor laugh again at random, taking a step towards the student. Once again he ignored personal space as he leaned down, putting his face right in front of the others. He smiled wickedly, reaching up to poke at the male's cheek. "And who might you be?"

[cackling-maniac]

"Hehehehe~ This snow trip has been amusing so far. Maybe I should start some fun of my own now~ But who should be my first victim?"

[cackling-maniac]

Let me Examine you || Undertaker & Shusei

[shusei-usui]

But he didn’t want a nick name! Shusei frowned, worried plastered across his face. If he wasn’t already panicking, he would be furious. And Shusei wasn’t one to be angry at all. 

"S-sensei!?" Brown hues widened as he watched the older climb onto the medical bed and make himself comfy. What’s worse were those unusually bright green eyes that struck daggers into him with that quick look. He used whatever strength he had to struggle against the straps, not noticing how they dug into his skin. He was too focused on the no good doctor to realize the pain.

The cold tongue gliding down his torso made him shiver and shift uncomfortably. He gasped at the bite, and kicked his legs in protest. “Stop it!" It didn’t matter if he looked like a child having a tantrum. Now he was angry and wanted out of this situation. He didn’t want a nick name, he didn’t want to be called pet, and he didn’t want this freak touching him anyways he wants.

[cackling-maniac]

"Oh?" Undertaker, pushed his bangs back from his face to fully stare at the student under him. His bright yellow-green eyes shined with mirth and teasing mischief, his smile wide and taunting. “Is it not fun my pet~?" He cooed out, sliding up a bit so that their faces were just inches apart.

Undertaker leaned down and playfully nuzzled their noses together, laughing lightly. “I do want you to enjoy some of the fun I’m having." He spoke softly, his voice dropping an octave. One of his hands started to caresses Shusei’s side, rubbing up and down lightly as it slowly made it’s way to the waistband of the teen’s pants. The silver haired doctor trailed his hands over the front of the teen’s pants, brushing at what was between the male’s legs, hidden beneath the clothing.

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[shusei-usui]

Those eyes were erie and really starting to scare him, especially when he got closer. “B-but I don’t want this!" He argued still struggling to get away. Fun?! There was nothing fun about this!

His body tensed as he felt the hot breath against his ear. The hot, wet tongue roaming against his ear causing him to shudder, the pinch of the teeth on his lobe. It all felt disgusting and he just wanted to get away. 

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His hand continued in it's ministrations, running up and down the slowly hardening length, squeezing at the base and teasing the tip. He ghosted his lips over the teen's collar bone, slipping his tongue out to tease the mixture of scared and smooth skin that was exposed to him. Inch by inch, he slowly made his way down Shusei's chest, only deviating from his path to play with the brunet's nipple, biting them harshly before licking them to sooth the pain. 

Undertaker paused once again at the teen's navel, swirling his tongue around at the dip as his hand briefly left the hardening length, to pull down Shusei's pants and undergarments, fully exposing him to the eccentric doctor. "Hehehehe~" Undertaker laughed lowly, lowering himself so his mouth was just a breath's way from the manhood. His devilish tongue, slipped out, teasing the tip before sliding down the underside of the length all the way to the base, then slowly making his way back up to the tip to graze his teeth against it playfully. 

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Send me: "I command you."

The first to do it: will get my character to cook yours a dinner.

The second: will get my character dressed up in anything your character suggest and will do one thing they want dressed that way.

The third: will get my character to plan a fun and interesting day especially to please yours and my character will make you a dessert at the end.

The forth: will get my character clean the house of your character and do whatever housework they can come up with.

The fifth: will get the same as number four and my character dressed in whatever your character wants.

The sixth: will get any favour they can come up with from my character right away or in future regarding any topic and my character can't say no.

This can be a short amusing thread or a drabble, whatever you choose.

[cackling-maniac]

Fun Fun Fun || Open

Undertaker was on the prowl. The prowl to cause some mayhem and play some jokes. Of course he was suppose to be in his office, waiting for any patients that might show, but that was boring. He needed some entertainment or he would just whither away and die. And that just wouldn't do. 

Therefore, he was the eccentric silver haired doctor, in his black coat. wandering down the halls as he hummed a dark tune to himself. He noted with glee how students and teachers alike, avoided him as he passed, choosing to swerve and walk along the walls just to avoid the Undertaker as he walked down the center of the hall. It only made, the doctor giggle with amusement at all the beautiful reactions. 

Yellow-green eyes took in everything around him, until passing over and going back to settle on a single soul. The poor person that the Undertaker just singled out wasn't even aware of the impeding doom as they were too busy reading over the bulletin board, their back turned away from the doctor. With a short laugh, Undertaker glided his way over to his intended victim, smile planted firmly on his face as he passed the boundaries of personal space.

"Hehehehe~" He whispered darkly in the person's ear. "May I ask what you're looking at."

[cackling-maniac]

Let me Examine you || Undertaker & Shusei

[shusei-usui]

But he didn’t want a nick name! Shusei frowned, worried plastered across his face. If he wasn’t already panicking, he would be furious. And Shusei wasn’t one to be angry at all. 

"S-sensei!?" Brown hues widened as he watched the older climb onto the medical bed and make himself comfy. What’s worse were those unusually bright green eyes that struck daggers into him with that quick look. He used whatever strength he had to struggle against the straps, not noticing how they dug into his skin. He was too focused on the no good doctor to realize the pain.

The cold tongue gliding down his torso made him shiver and shift uncomfortably. He gasped at the bite, and kicked his legs in protest. “Stop it!" It didn’t matter if he looked like a child having a tantrum. Now he was angry and wanted out of this situation. He didn’t want a nick name, he didn’t want to be called pet, and he didn’t want this freak touching him anyways he wants.

[cackling-maniac]

"Oh?" Undertaker, pushed his bangs back from his face to fully stare at the student under him. His bright yellow-green eyes shined with mirth and teasing mischief, his smile wide and taunting. "Is it not fun my pet~?" He cooed out, sliding up a bit so that their faces were just inches apart.

Undertaker leaned down and playfully nuzzled their noses together, laughing lightly. "I do want you to enjoy some of the fun I'm having." He spoke softly, his voice dropping an octave. One of his hands started to caresses Shusei's side, rubbing up and down lightly as it slowly made it's way to the waistband of the teen's pants. The silver haired doctor trailed his hands over the front of the teen's pants, brushing at what was between the male's legs, hidden beneath the clothing.

"I can make this quite fun, my pet..." Undertaker whispered, dipping his head to the side to lick the shell of Shusei's ear. He nipped at the earlobe, pulling at it with his teeth before letting it go with a flick of his tongue. The doctor dipped his head lower and started to plant open mouth kisses along the curve of his neck. His sly hand however, started to make quick work on undoing the teen's pants, slipping inside in order to touch and coax Shusei into hardness. 

[redreaperofdeath]

I do love the color red. 

Though these students are a little low quality to paint the school but they’ll do.  I just can’t wait! I just want to start right now; the two of us together.

[cackling-maniac]

A head start maybe~ That sounds like a fun time!

Place a little fright in out opponents and watch them die of fright! What's a lovely idea hehehehehe~