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girls band cry in 2004
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harmonyonparade · 2 days
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a gamer sharing her birthday with two game characters...
happy birthday to naoto, subaru and kirby!!!!
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dkniade · 9 months
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Partial Translation: “Nameless Name” by TOGENASHI TOGEARI (upcoming anime: GIRLS BAND CRY)
official MV / official website
Lyrics: Tobinai Masahiro & Shinya Takano
Composition: Tobinai Masahiro
Arrangement: Kenji Tamai (agehasprings) & Tobinai Masahiro
(Fictional) Band: TOGENASHI TOGEARI
Unofficial Fan Translation: Dusk
(I say partial translation because I’ll be only translating two sections and not the full song. My Japanese is not native-level, so please tell me if there are any mistakes!)
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Original Japanese Lyrics
いますぐ散って散って散って
そっと そっとひとりにしないで
小節に羅列した哀しみのように
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ずっとずっとずっと
愛を証明できるまでずっと
愛情が感情なんて信じたくない
狂える
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English Translation
Get away, get away, get away from me right now!*
Yet quietly, quietly, I say “Don’t leave me alone…”
Like sorrow listed within bars of music
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Never, never, never do I—**
Before I can prove love—
Never do I want to believe shit like “love is a feeling”***
It drives me crazy
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Translation Notes
*Verb is 散る(scatter / disperse/ fall). Initially I translated it as “Within this moment, disperse, disperse, disperse” since pronouns are typically omitted in Japanese, but then reading the rest of the lyrics I realized it may be the singer saying this to another character, which I think would then make it closer to something like “Scatter (away from me) right now!” hence “Get away from me right now!”
**First line technically is closer to “Always, always, always” or “Forever and ever and ever” but the three lines together would more directly mean “Always, always, always / Before I could prove love, always / I don’t want to believe shit like ‘love is a feeling’” which I think would be better translated to “Never, never, never do I— / Before I can prove love— / Never do I want to believe shit like ‘love is a feeling’” simply because I wanted to keep the first line’s repetition to match the section before this one.
***Original lyrics don’t actually swear, but 愛情が感情なんて信じたくない has a rather strong tone due to using なんて for emphasis. なんて can be used for emphasis like 「愛が感情なんて」(“Stuff like ‘love is a feeling’” / “Shit like ‘love is a feeling’” / “Love is a feeling’, this sorta thing”)
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この「井芹仁菜」(Iseri Nina)と言うの子がかわいいぃぃぃ ue ue ue… こんな歌に歌って、こんな勇気なんてぇぇぇぅぅぅ
「名もなき何もかも」がかっこいい曲です…
「小節に羅列した哀しみのように」
「愛を証明できるまでずっと
愛情が感情なんて信じたくない」
ってなんだこの心に刺さる作詞ー すごい…
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masimar00 · 7 days
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"you wanna kiss me so bad"
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sailorofsands · 8 days
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I find it so funny how they showed us nina with her voice all hoarse from singing especially since "voiceless fish" is sung at a pretty low key (?) it's so cute 😭
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Girls Band Cry Episode 2, Yofukashi, 720p
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DDL mirror, originally uploaded by anon on /a/. Notes from uploader;
"Non-MTL J->E subs. Video, timing and styling from ADN (which means no OP/ED lyrics). Also while I’m confident in the translation I haven’t QC’ed the release as a whole so FYI. Should be good enough to tide people over until SobsPlease is out."
Will likely upload the SobsPlease subs when they come out.
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chainreh · 5 months
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i didnt notice the gun in this art but lmao girl you okay ?
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them, the otp
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try-set-me-on-fire · 1 year
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‘this is my husband/wife/girlfriend/boyfriend/partner etc.’ for soft fic prompts?
Send me soft fic prompts! Read the rest here!
Heather would say she's not having a great day. Sure, her and Tracy hadn't been on the most stable ground lately, but coming home from the San Francisco office to a two page (both sides!) handwritten letter full of incredibly beautiful prose that more or less boiled down to it’s not you, it’s me was still a shock. And, you know, maybe she had been spending too much time crunching for work, but she’d been trying to make senior art director for years and when she’d finally got the promotion she wanted to make sure the studio didn’t regret it. The studio who, 15 minutes after the whole ‘getting dumped, epistolary style’, called to tell her the promotion had been unpromotioned. Two steps, unpromotioned, actually, seeing as they were “taking the project in a new direction” and “felt she would be better suited to a support role rather than leadership.” And, you know, Heather thinks of herself as a relatively laid back person, she’s chill, she’s calm and collected, but after four straight months of 6 day work weeks pulling overtime almost every night she thought she deserved a face to face goddamn explanation for all of this, so she had climbed right back into the subaru she’d driven all night in and took off towards Burbank.
She’d made it three exits past her apartment when some asshole in a truck too big for him to control had swerved into her.
At least someone's already called 911, judging by the emergency vehicles pulling up, and this was a rental car paid for with company dime, so she doesn't even have to stress about it being crumpled up like a tin can. There's a tap on the window frame (the glass is gone, she hadn't even noticed) and she startles, peering out at the platonic ideal of a hot guy she might have described to friends as her "type" when she was sixteen and still trying to be straight. Ruffled dark hair, warm eyes, a kind look on his face. She can't see his arms under his firefighter coat, but she bets they're jacked.
"Hi," the apparition says. "My name's Eddie Diaz. Are you in any pain?"
"Uh," Heather says, trying to take stock. "Mostly shaky, I think."
He nods, shining a flashlight in her eyes. "Can you wiggle your fingers for me? How 'bout your toes?"
"Eyes and ears and mouth and nose," she sing songs as she does so, and Eddie Diaz has the good grace to laugh.
"Alright, you're a little scraped up but I don't think you have a concussion. Can you tell me your name, the date, and where we are?"
"Heather Pantry, July 23rd, the 5 somewhere near Atwater."
"Pantry?" Eddie quirks an eyebrow as he examines the car around her.
"Hand to god," she says, used to the double take. "From the proud Pantry line of middle of nowhere Massachusetts."
"Well, good to meet you Ms. Pantry. I have to go get-" Eddie straightens up and waved someone over. "Honey, can you stay with her? I'm gonna grab the jaws and some bandages."
Eddie steps away and a new man crouches in his place. He's blondish, has a red birthmark splotched above his eye, and is grinning cheerfully. "Hey, we're gonna get you out of here in no time."
"I bet you got shit from other kids about your name too, huh?" She smiles at him in commiseration, and then confusion as he looks at her questioningly. "Oh, you didn't hear- I'm Heather Pantry. And you're Honey, right? Food names."
His face stays puzzled for a second before he laughs. "Ah, no." He jabs a thumb in the direction Eddie walked. "I'm married to that guy." He says it proudly, and his grin gets somehow more cheerful.
"Oh, shit, sorry," she says as he flaps an understanding hand.
"Don't worry about it, just don't let our colleagues know he used a pet name at work or we'll never hear the end of it. My name's Buck Diaz." He holds out a hand.
She mimes a zipper over her mouth as she shakes it. Multi tasking! Take that, potential concussion! Her eye catches on his name tag as he pulls away and she frowns. Aw no, concussion. "Why does that say…"
Buck looks down at the letters. "Ah, right. Well, I took Eddie's name when I got married, but my- everyone calls me Buck, has for ages, but it's a nickname from my old last name, and I didn't want to be Evan Diaz with no tie to that, so I changed my first name too, because Evan just isn't really my name anymore. But," he gestures down at the name tag, and then over his shoulder at the back of his jacket. "The names on our turnouts are one of the ways we find each other in low visibility, and how we might be initially identified if something, uh, goes wrong, and everyone rejected my perfectly good idea of being labeled 'Diaz 1' and 'Diaz 2' so… I was born Evan Buckley, my legal name is Buck Diaz, my work name is Buckley, sometimes people call me Buckaroo, and Chimney says they should just start sending me out to explain all that as the new concussion protocol."
"Chimney?"
"You'd fit right in around here, Pantry. You looking for a career change?"
"Hah," she says. "The LAFD looking to recruit failed art directors who can't maintain a good relationship with the best girl they've ever known?"
Buck grimaces in sympathy. "You've had a rough day."
"I've certainly had better." She looks at her shit thrown all about the car, feeling a little pathetic, and then back at Buck. If something goes wrong… "Is it hard, working together? Do you- I mean, either of you could get hurt at any time. It's gotta be hard knowing that, or- seeing that. Being there."
Buck's smile turns a little rueful, and he looks back towards the firetruck for a moment. "Yeah… we've had our fair share of close calls." He laughs, though there's not much humor in it, and starts holding up fingers. "Eddie's been crushed in a collapsed well 40 feet underground, and he got shot standing two feet in front of me, and there was the whole thing with the freeway collapse - which is how we got together, actually - and I've been crushed under a firetruck, was on the pier with our kid when the tsunami hit, and I got struck by lightning." He does a little jazz hand. "I died for three minutes."
"And seventeen seconds," comes Eddie's quiet voice. He's standing there with the supplies, looking down at Buck, something too steps more sad than a frown on his face.
Buck looks up at him, eyes intense, smile small. "And seventeen seconds," he corrects, and then looks back at Heather with both eyebrows up. "I don't recommend it!"
"I'll do my best to not get deceased."
“But I think…” Buck looks thoughtful as he stands to let his husband press gauze to cuts Heather didn’t know she had. “I’d rather be here, than not. I want to be by Eddie’s side, even and especially when things are hard, and to, uh,” he laughs a private laugh, bumps his elbow with Eddie’s. “To have his back, like I know he has mine.” Together, they work the jaws into the door and finally wrench it open with a terrible metallic screech. “And anyway, some of that stuff happened while I wasn’t even at work, so bad things can happen at any time. I want to… know I had the chance to do something about it, when they do.”
Both of the men reach in to help Heather, moving around each other so easily, so familiar. Her eyes sting a little, and she could blame it on the scrapes but she’s thinking of Tracy singing while she does the dishes. She sniffs a little as Buck holds her elbow. “Wasn’t… the tsunami years before the freeway collapse? You guys had a son already?”
They make eye contact over her head (jesus, they’re tall, is that a firefighter requirement?) and Eddie laughs first but Buck really cracks up.
“We may have done things a little out of order,” Eddie says, loud enough to be heard over Buck’s guffaws. His eyes are crinkled up. “Let’s get you to the ambulance, Ms. Pantry.”
She’s handed over to other paramedics, who go through a more thorough checklist than Eddie’s field triage. She’s paying attention to the questions, she is, but the ambulance doors are still open and she sees Eddie in the shade of the fire truck look around before pulling Buck close, a hand gentle on his cheek. He kisses him, and they’re pretty far away but she thinks the small smile on his face is probably visible from Saturn.
The doors close, and she’s carted off towards Cedars-Sinai where as soon as she’s cleared to leave she’ll find the gift shop and buy a notepad, a get well soon card, a coloring book- anything she can write on. She has a letter to send.
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Diabolik Lovers LOST EDEN ー Kou Dark [06]
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CHAPTER MASTERLIST
ー The scene shifts to the bathroom at Eden
Yui: ...Phew. 
Kou: That bath felt nice, didn’t it?
Yui: Yeah. 
( Now I’m all clean again after getting dirty from working in the garden. )
( Still, I’m shocked...I didn’t think Eden would have everything needed to lead your everyday life... )
Kou: ...Is something wrong?
Yui: Ah, well...I just thought it was strange I could take a bath here...
I always pictured Eden to be more like a sanctuary... 
Kou: Ah, actually.
Karlheinz-sama made a bunch of upgrades for us.
Yui: Upgrades...? 
Kou: Yup, yup. This place was completely empty at first, obviously. 
I was incredibly suspicious of Karlheinz-sama and a real troublemaker as well.
Yui: Suspicious? Really...?
Kou: Yeah. ...I suppose this is as good of an opportunity as ever to tell you about it.
My memories here at Eden. I’m sure you’d love to hear about those, no?
Selection
→ I do (❦)
Yui: I’d love to hear. Which kind of memories do you have?
Kou: Fufu, you see...
→ If you want to tell me 
Yui: If you want to talk about them, I suppose I’ll listen.
Kou: Oh come on, just be honest!
Oh well, whatever. Listen up, M-neko-chan.
Kou: You know just how bad my living conditions were back as a human, right?
Yui: ...Yeah.
Kou: That’s why I didn’t trust Karlheinz-sama at first either.
I was convinced there was a catch to it and he would eventually ask for something in return. 
So...I guess I wanted to get the first hit on him? I figured I might as well just get him to hate me then. 
I assumed that the second he’d find out how much of a pain in the ass I was, he would toss me aside like an old rag.
...That’s how my brain worked.
Yui: ...
Kou: But Karlheinz-sama was different. I could destroy as many things as I wanted or ignore his calls and lock myself in my room instead, he would never get mad.
He would simply stare at me...with eyes full of affection. 
I hated that even more. I even felt as if he couldn’t care less about me. 
...Then one day, it was Ruki-kun’s birthday.
Even though Ruki-kun was also once human just like the other three of us, he was the only one who actually got a proper upbringing. 
I had been living as a piece of trash on the streets, so I didn’t have a birthday. Therefore, I didn’t think it was fair for him to have one. 
...I got jealous of Ruki-kun.
Yui: ...
Kou: So I said some really horrible things to him which hurt him. 
ーー ‘Must be nice to not be a piece of trash like I am’, I said.
Yui: ...!
Kou: That was the first time Karlheinz-sama had ever hit me. He went straight for it, not holding back at all.
That punch made me realize. ...Karlheinz-sama was not disinterested in me after all. 
All the pranks I had pulled so far were trivial in his eyes. 
...In other words, he would ignore any mischief I pulled as long as it did not hurt anyone. 
Yui: ...I see.
( I’m kind of surprised. I had no idea Kou-kun once rebelled against Karlheinz-san. )
Kou: Looking back at it now, I do wonder why I did all of those bad things. 
However, back then I was like a feral stray cat picked off the streets. I would bare my fangs at everyone around me...
Yui: Kou-kun...
ー She embraces him
*Rustle* 
Kou: ...M-neko-chan...?
Yui: Don’t worry...Right now you have me, as well as your brothers...
Kou: ...Yeah, thanks.
I have both a lot of good and bad memories of my time here at Eden.
That’s why...I don’t want to lose this place.
Yui: Yeah...
Kou: ...Hey, Yui?
I believe I will go see Subaru-kun after all. 
Yui: ...
Kou: It’ll be okay now. I won’t let my emotions get the best of me and call him out on his mistakes. 
As much as I hate to admit it, we need Subaru-kun to help Eden flourish once more...
That’s why I want to have a proper heart-to-heart with him...
Yui: ...Right. I agree with you.
Kou: Thanks.
Besides, Ruki-kun almost mentioned the possibility of other Demons coming to attack this place. 
I’m sure we have no time to waste. Let’s head to the human world right awaーー
ー Yuma runs up to them
Yuma: ーー Oi, y’all!
Come with me right now! Ruki just got word from our Familiar!
Yui: !? 
Yuma: Apparently the Sakamaki manor in the human world was ambushed by some Vampire whose the leader of a gang of Ghouls...!
Kou: Eh...!? 
Monologue
Ghouls are apparently a group of individuals,
who are shunned and discriminated against even in the Demon World. 
I wonder what they are doing,
together with a Vampire then? 
Besides, why exactly are these Ghouls,
the victim of discrimination within the Demon World? 
Countless of questions popped up in my head, but there was no time to ask them.
After all, now that their manor in the human world has been under attack,
the Sakamaki brothers had retreated to their Castle in the Demon World instead. 
Kou-kun and I looked at each other. 
Perhaps we have little time (時間) left. 
We briefly explained the situation to Yuma-kun
before heading towards Ruki-kun and Azusa-kun together. 
ーー We will go see Subaru-kun. 
To tell them of said intention (意思) of ours. 
ーー TO BE CONTINUED ーー
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dkniade · 9 months
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yesterday, watched the MV of “Nameless Name” by Togenashi Togeari (upcoming anime: Girls Band Cry)
First impression: Feels a little like I’m watching a SynthV demo MV because of the character designs haha
Later: wait a minute the character designs are by nari Teshima who’s also the illustrator of SynthV voicebanks’ visuals Koharu Rikka, Natsuki Karin, and Hanakuma Chifuyu haha so I was right
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screenshot from the Girls Band Cry website
left to right: Rupa (bass), Awa Subaru (drums), Iseri Nina (vocals), Kawaragi Momoka (guitar), Ebizuka Tomo (keyboard)
Oh the profiles even mention their ages! The story page only says main character (Iseri Nina, one in the middle) dropped out of high school as a second year. It’s so hard to tell based on the visuals ww. I really like Iseri’s and Kawaragi’s designs! Is it the casual dark-coloured clothing that got me haha
Rupa: 22
Awa Subaru: 17
Iseri Nina: 17
Kawaragi Momoka: 20
Ebizuka Tomo: 16
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images from Koharu’s, Karin’s, and Chifuyu’s respective pages on the SynthV wiki
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masimar00 · 8 days
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