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eshithepetty · 1 year

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LISTEN. I KNOWWW that the polls haven't even started, but I'm impatient, ok, I'm just putting this out there now cause I can't take it..... anyways - I've seen people do powerpoints as a way to campaign for their blorbos in the various polls that have been going on, so!! I thought I'd do one of my own for the @autismswagsummit ^^ as I simply can't pass on any chance to be brainrotted over this series, it seems...

ID under cut, as it's very long!

[ID: a powerpoint presentation campaigning for Mob from Mob Psycho 100. It's formatted in dark purples and pinks.

The first slide is the titlecard, differing from the main slides by having a pink holographic aura, like the ones from the show, as the background. The text says:

"#MOBSWEEP 2023

Aka why you should vote for Mob in the upcoming autistic swag summit. Please

(JK follow your own heart ^^ but for your consideration:)"

The second slide is titled: "Who is Mob, aka Kageyama Shigeo?" and below the text lists:

"Source: Mob Psycho 100, which is also where Reigen comes from;

The protagonist! Only with background character syndrome (which is why he’s named ‘Mob’ – it’s kinda like naming your protag ‘John Doe’ lol);

A 14 year old with the psychic strength to destroy the world. Which he’s not very happy about actually;

Cause really, he’s just a nice, gentle boy who simply wants to improve and impress his crush by getting swole :) Oh, and he also experiences the horrors. Btw."

On the right of this text, there are two images: One is a zoomed in screenshot of Mob, his face blank and confused, and the other is an official art of the show, depicting Mob in the center, aura glowing, with many of the show's other characters around him, with the show's title at the bottom of the image.

The third slide's title is "Ok but tell me more about the autism", and below, the text says:

"Gladly ^^

Ok, first off – symptoms:

Bad at reading social cues, detecting sarcasm, lies, etc.;

Struggles with recognizing/expressing emotions. Has what could be called psychic meltdowns;

Very honest and blunt, sometimes appearing ‘ruthless’ as a result;

Explicitly low empathy, in that he can’t feel what others are feeling;

Actually very compassionate, and follows a really strict moral code;"

There are no images in this or the next slide.

The fourth slide is a continuation of the previous, with the text being:

"Abnormal reaction to sensations, but instead of overreacting, he underreacts, rarely responding to physical touch and disturbing imagery. Has shown to be at times sensitive to loud sounds, however;

Prefers following a routine. One of his biggest conflicts with Reigen literally arise from the man often calling him out of the blue and making him suddenly adapt, which Mob finds really annoying/upsetting;

Struggles in school. Explicitly bad at math, japanese and PE (really passionate about the latter tho), which could be for a variety of reasons, autism related conditions (like dyscalculia/dyslexia/dyspraxia) being one of them;

Has felt like an outcast for most of his life. Even if he grew up in a pretty loving environment, he recognizes that he is different to others, and people sometimes treat him as such (in a /neg way);

His main arc is about overcoming trauma and… just masking (and how to stop doing it), pretty much, lol."

The fifth slide, in contrast, is mostly just images, placed upon a white background. The title for this one is "Alternatively, just look at him:"

The images, from top to down, and then left to right, are:

Three cropped subtitles out of screenshots of the show, which say:

"I'm sure I just got the wrong idea again. How embarrassing."

"He's detached from urban legends, fads, and other hot topics among people."

"You just can't lie, can you?"

The fourth is a cropped screenshot of Mob's explosion meter. Both in Japanese and English. Specifically, it says: "Progress towards Mob's explosion: 92%". Additionally, there is an annotation above this image, saying: "Literally has a meltdown meter ksfdks"

In-between these and the next column of images, there is also a transparent image of Mob, him standing stiffly, faced towards the camera, his standard, blank expression with a small smile on his face.

The next column of images goes like this:

A screenshot from the show, done in paint on glass, of various kids towering over Mob, who's standing in the middle of the image, small. Their expressions wary, from sneering, to frowning, to looking disgusted. The subtitles at the bottom say, with one part blocked out due to spoilers: "[spoilers] didn't treat me any differently even though I could use psychic powers."

Next two are cropped dialogues as well. They say:

"This version of him was created from being suppressed and locked away."

"Social skills like that are beyond you."

And on the right of the slide is one vertical image, showing one of Mob's books, with the subtitles translating the Japanese title of the book as "The Proper Way of Reading the Room". Next to this one, there is also an annotation, saying: "He has a book on learning social cues :’)" That's all for this slide.

The sixth slide is titled "Is he good rep though?" Text below is:

"Well, to answer the first thing relevant to this question… no, he’s not actually confirmed canon autistic. But c’mon.. it’s so obvious. This kid is not fucking allistic like c’monnnn

Of course, what people consider good and bad rep is gonna vary from person to person. But to explain why a lot of people see him as very positive rep:

"1) He’s the main character, so he gets the most spotlight, and the narrative is formed around his pov, in that we only see things that are relevant to Mob, and visually things are often represented in the way Mob sees them as well (take the body improvement club or Tsubomi, for example), which puts all viewers soundly in his shoes and makes him easy to relate to and sympathize with, and makes it clear how important his emotions and view of things really are;"

On the right of this are 3 images against a white background. The first one is a screenshot of the Body Improvement Club - 5 very buff and large dudes - standing against an explosively red and yellow background, with all of them enthusiastically flexing. The caption below that is "The body improvement club! ...they're supposed to be middle schoolers lol".

The next two, below the first one, are two screenshots of Tsubomi. The one on the left has her smiling, her eyes wide and bright, the background being pastel pinks and yellows. The one on the right, however, has her frowning, the background turned black, her eyes dark and disinterested. The caption below says: "Tsubomi :) And how her design subtly changes alongside Mob’s view of her".

The seventh slide is a continuation of the previous, with the text being:

"2) He’s a very well rounded character, with well thought out strengths, flaws, motives, and his overall story is very cohesive and satisfying; 3) His autistic traits are portrayed neutrally – in both where they help, and where they can cause conflict. It balances between him learning what things he would benefit to address and deal with, and what things he shouldn’t be trying to change at all, and as the whole message of the show emphasizes – he is no more or less special than anyone, no more or less of a person – he is simply human, and his autistic traits are just part of what makes him himself."

This one has images next to it as well. The first one is a screenshot of Reigen looking towards the camera (at an off-screen Mob), hand to his chin, eyebrow raised and smiling, some food crumbs still stuck to his face, as he says: "Today you happened to save some people that only you could have saved." Next to it is the annotation: "Reigen reassuring Mob about how his inability to read the room and feel empathy actually can be a huge benefit sometimes :)"

The next image below is a zoom in of Mob's face, his eyes shadowed by his hair, the scene's lighting dark, as he says: "I'm not being mocked, nor am I easily taken advantage of." The annotation next to this one says "Mob learning to recognize his emotions and assert himself better as the story goes on!"

And the last two images is a screenshotted dialogue, saying "You don't think changing yourself for someone you love is natural?" "I don't. At least, not when we're talking about [spoilers]" (The last bit is blocked out again).

The eight slide is also a continuation. The text says:

"4) He is loved. Loved by his friends, his family, his allies… even most villains come to take a liking to him. In fact, he’s something I haven’t seen many autistic characters be – he’s admired! So many characters, and even viewers of the show I’ve found, really admire him and want to be more like him. And not because he’s a perfect person, or super smart or anything, but because he sincerely tries his best. And I just really appreciate that, personally,, 5) And more than just loved, he is accepted – the whole main arc and the resolution of his story centers around that, around how important it is to feel accepted by the people around you, in all your entirety, no matter how strange or destructive you may feel yourself to be. And how you need to come to accept yourself in the same way as well. I just think that’s a really sweet in a story centering around a neurodivergent person :’)"

And the images next to it are as follows:

A screenshot of dialogue from the show, saying: "At first glance, Mob may seem unreliable, but his strength is undeniable." The annotation clarifies with: "The ‘strength’ in question, in this case, being Mob’s ability to reach out to people ^^";

A screenshot of Teru placed against a blindingly white background, him grinning widely, looking down, eyes shining, as he says: "I knew it, you really are amazing!". Next to him, there is a small caption of "Lol gayass /pos";

And a screenshot of Mob, in the bottom center of the image, small, as he is surrounded by various characters. Most of them are smiling encouragingly, with the ones closest to him, like Reigen, Ritsu, Dimple, Teru and Tsubomi, being bigger and placed in the front. A small caption at the top says: "He has so many friends and allies ueueeueueue.."

The ninth slide is titled "Additionally:" and the text lists:

"Psychic powers as a metaphor for being nd/othered, if that suits your fancy;

His design is iconic and versatile;

The boy has. Issues;;

There are many other characters in mp100 who can be read as autistic. Not a single neurotypical in this show /hj

Mob has more than just autism swag. I’ve seen people with bipolar disorder, ADHD, anxiety and those who are plural (etc.) also relate to him :)

He is simply the Boy ever"

Next to the last line is a small, low quality image of Mob smiling from the manga. The rest of the images, on the right, are:

The meme "I can be your angle....or yuour devil", with images of Mob instead - on the left, him smiling brightly and blushing, placed upon a colorful magenta background, and on the right, a panel from the manga: Mob in one of his explosion states, surrounded by fire, face shadowed, hair pushed back by his powers and waving in the air, and his eyes, wide and eerie, being the only features on his face that are visible.

On the right of these images, there is a smaller one, of Mob in another one of his explosion states (the one from episode 3, season 1 of the anime). He is facing to the side, aura surrounding him, hair pushed back by his powers and his eyes a glower. His pupils are red.

Below these, there are three images of, in order, Serizawa, Tome and Ritsu. Serizawa is sweating, nervous, Tome is sweating even more and yelling into a phone, and Ritsu is simply glaring towards the camera. The annotation pointing to them says: "A few of the other autistic blorbos in question :] (as I personally see them at least)".

And the last is a panel from the manga, of Mob sobbing, tears and drool dripping messily down his face, his hair waving in the air. His expression is somewhat blank despite the clear distress, and the text boxes next to him read: "His tears won't stop. It's an emotion he has never experienced before."

And the tenth, final slide, is formatted the same as the titlecard with the pink aura background, and says:

"Thank you if you got this far <3

Have good days everyones, and remember, the true win for autism is the fun we had along the way :]

Buh bye!! ^_^"

Around this text, there are various images of Mob. Counter clockwise, starting at the left corner:

A low quality screenshot of Mob flying in the air;

Mob, in his puppy hoodie, sweating in distress as he points at a vase;

Mob caught mid smear frame, his leg kicked high in the air as he jumps, his school bag swinging to the side, his expression comically flustered.

A panel from the manga. Mob's eyes are shadowed, chopsticks held to his face, as he stares to the side and says "Tch... Shut up and eat.";

A Mob in an alleyway from the anime, smiling, pointing and looking up and to the left (the center of the slide);

A photo of a Mob plushie tucked into bed;

A low quality screenshot of Mob, standing against a wire fence, facing forwards, his eyes appearing a bit angry due to his hair cowering them.

End ID.]

#autismsummit2023 #mob psycho 100 #mp100 #kageyama shigeo #autism swag summit #tumblr polls #autism #powerpoint presentation #I tried to keep this relatively spoiler free ^^ also feel free to ask me to elaborate on anything in this #trust me im ready to ramble whenever sjdfgsj (bearing in mind that im not busy at least)#though. tbh thats not That much of an excuse bearing in mind that i definitely did this in place of my real responsibilities 😳 oops #can you blame me though. its literally The Autism poll cmon #my own post #described #the id took like 3 hours to write.. ough. desperately hope theres not any mistakes in there

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fluffbyday-smutbynight · 7 months

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Good Omens x Michael Sheen x Ancient Rome - a crossover made in heaven Italy

I'm crawling out of the rock I've been living under - just because I feel like this post I reblogged needs some context to be fully appreciated (and you all know how much I love deep diving into the most random shit). Quoting @thiswomanshouldbewriting :

No one is doing it like the Italian Good Omens fandom, making Michael Sheen trend on twitter because Alberto Angela used his footage as Nero in his documentary. Literally no one is like us.

The mentioned footage is, as you might have inferred if you're a Michael Sheen/GO fan, from the 2006 BBC docudrama "Ancient Rome: Rise and Fall of an Empire", which Sheen starred in as a very unhinged Nero. Imagine you're the average italian GO fan, channel-zapping while you do chores, or homework, or you're having dinner, and you suddenly see (on RAI1, aka the state-owned broadcasting *main* tv channel) THIS:

(and also the show somewhat restores Nero's reputation, *and* discusses at length the Romans' rampant bisexuality *and* mentions Nero's same-sex marriageS (plural) *and* the soundtrack SLAYS) (god I wish it was subtitled in English 'cause y'all would love it)

That's something to be excited about already. But wait... there's more!

If you're not Italian (hi 99,9% of tumblr) you might ask yourself: but what's all the fuss about? and who the fuck is Alberto Angela?

Glad you asked.

Alberto Angela, author and host of the documentary programme that included the aforementioned footage, is - simply put - an icon, a myth, a cornerstone of cultural divulgation in this country.

He's an accomplished paleontologist, archeologist, writer, and a very engaging communicator.

He's a son of art, since his late father Piero was an even greater public figure, an all-time favourite of the italian audience (think: the Mr. Rogers of science divulgation) -- which only adds to Alberto's fame and love by the masses.

He's been a staple on tv for a long time, a beloved chaperone to everything about science, culture and especially history, which he conveys with utmost passion.

He's also a very fine man.

It won't surprise you that, over time, he's become sort of a national sex-symbol: the charming nerd, the next-door Indiana Jones, the cultured, wholesome, handsome heartthrob.

...and a great source of memes:

"I DIVULGE. HARD."

"Deoxyribonucleic acid" *splash*

So... let's rewind for a moment: you're the average italian GO fan, channel-zapping while you do chores, or homework, or you're having dinner, and you suddenly see Michael Sheen as Nero featured on the most popular documentary programme in the country, by the most beloved & iconic tv host of recent times.

In conclusion: this is why the italian GO fandom is going positively feral on twitter. You're welcome. *crawls under her rock again*

#a new segment:#italian culture 101 with fluffsmut #next time i'll introduce you to Alessandro Barbero - and then it's over b*tches!! lol #michael sheen #good omens #alberto angela #italian tumblr #italian stuff

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lilyginnyblackv2 · 1 year

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Daughter Daddies - 10-Year Time Skip - Sub vs Dub Comparison

I’m going to make a proper post for both Episodes 11 and 12, but I wanted to make a short, separate post for the Daughter Daddies segment of Buddy Daddies in Episode12. Having watched this scene in both sub and dub, I’m thinking the disconnect that some people are getting from the character interactions here are from a combination of two things:

1. The one degree of separation that comes about from listening to one language but reading the interaction in another. We know which characters are saying what words and we can see the way the characters are emoting and interacting with each other, but there is still a disconnect with the language being spoken and the translation being read.

2. The sub translations for Buddy Daddies have been extremely good. But having watched the series both subbed and dubbed, I feel that the dub translation comes out a bit more on top. I think that comes from the fact that there is a little more freedom and wiggle room to work with and dub translations tend to fit spoken language better/more, while sub translations tend to lean more into written language and direct translations a bit more. In most cases, these differences don’t really matter, but with this 10 Year Time Skip scene in Buddy Daddies, I really do think it makes all the difference.

And I think that disconnect that some people feel from that time skip scene is due to the combination of these two factors. It resulted in the sub not really being able to capture the back-and-forth/play off of each other nature of Kazuki, Rei, and Miri in the scene that the English dub is able to properly capture. There is a flow there between the three characters that you can hear in the Japanese, but can’t quite see happening in the subtitles.

I’ll try to show that aspect as clearly as I can in this comparison post, but I also highly suggest just giving the Daughter Daddies segment in Ep. 12 a watch in the English dub to really see (and hear) what I mean.

Anyway, let’s dive in!

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There really isn’t much difference in the scene where Miri is up in her room and Kazuki calls her down, so I’ll start with when Miri is down in the diner area with Kazuki and Rei.

Sub Miri: Papa Rei! Papa Kazu! Ta-dah! (Rei & Kazu: Oh!) Well?

Sub Rei: A high school student.

Sub Miri: Bingo!

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Dub Miri: Papa Rei! Papa Kazuki! Ta-dah! (Rei: Nice!, Kazu: Hey!) How do I look?

Dub Rei: Like a high school student.

Dub Miri: Ding-ding-ding! (They had her say this with the Santa snow art scene too).

Thoughts: It’s small, but the addition of Kazuki and Rei actually say things like “Nice!” and “Hey!” (a “Hey” like in “Hey! Looking good!”) and having Miri ask specifically how she looks, instead of just “Well” and having that question be connected to Rei’s answer with “Like” instead of just “A high school student” helps with the flow and connectiveness of the scene.

Sub Kazu: I’m so glad you didn’t break bad!

Sub Miri: What in the heck?

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Dub Kazu: I’m so relieved that you never ended up breaking bad!

Dub Miri: Huh? Breaking bad...?

Thoughts: It’s small, but by having Miri repeat the “breaking bad” part as a question also helps with that flow I was talking about above and with it feeling like a more connected conversation.

Sub Kazu: When you’re a parent, there’s so much to worry about. The ten years I spent since opening this diner really paid off!

Dub Kazu: You don’t know what it’s like! Parents have so much to worry about! That’s why I decided to open this diner ten years ago, and devote my life to honest work for your sake.

Sub Rei: Honest work?

Sub Miri: Didn’t you slip out yesterday to go drinking with a girl again?

Sub Kazu: That doesn’t count!

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Dub Rei: Really?

Dub Miri: I seem to recall someone cutting out early yesterday to go drinking with the ladies.

Dub Kazu: Sorry, what was that?

Thoughts: In the Japanese, Rei does parrot back, “Honest work?” like he does in the sub, but I feel that comes across a bit differently than it does in English. Here the “Really?” sounds a bit more teasing and being more general, and feels less accusatory in nature, more just disbelieving about Kazuki’s statement in general.

Meanwhile, Miri’s English dub statement clarifies that the doubt that both Rei and Miri express in regards to “honest work” is very specifically about the fact that Kazuki left work early, not that he was drinking with a lady or ladies. Also, Miri saying “drinking with the ladies,” makes it clear that he was likely at a Fairy Lips like establishment and really just out for drinks with them. Not on a date with a lady in particular or anything like that.

The Fairy Lips establishment worked in a similar way as a hostess bar, just with a gambling aspect as well, so nothing sexual (as in sexual acts) are actually allowed (though, I have no doubt that they do sometimes happen at establishments like that). But the true appeal of those places are the illusions of sex and just female company in general.

Sub Rei: Miri. Eat.

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Dub Rei: Eat up, Miri.

Thoughts: By having Rei say, “Eat up, Miri,” instead of just “Miri. Eat,” the feel comes off less like a command and more like a general statement that the food is ready for her to eat. There’s a softness to “Eat up, Miri.” Still a command in some ways, but gentler. I also think that in English, one word verbal commands always come off as could and harsh on some level, while in Japanese having a verb just existing on its own is way more common and therefore doesn’t hold the same sort of feel to it. Of course, since we know Rei as a character, we also know that Rei doesn’t mean anything harsh by “Miri. Eat,” but there is likely still a left over feeling of coldness or distance there.

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The Rei and Miri exchange of her saying thanks for the food, him asking her how it is, and her saying it’s yummy as always is pretty much the same as the sub without any substantial changes or differences. Basically, nothing worth mentioning here.

Sub Kazu: I’m glad you got a signature dish with that toast, but shouldn’t you expand your repertoire a little?

Sub Rei: But why?

Sub Kazu: Ever the one-trick pony...

Sub Miri: Hey, it’s fine! Since Papa Rei’s the best!

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Dub Kazu: Listen, I know the toast is your signature dish, and that’s great, but shouldn’t you expand your repertoire?

Dub Rei: What for?

Dub Kazu: You are such a one-trick pony.

Dub Miri: Hey! There’s nothing wrong with that. The important thing is that his one-trick pony is yummy!

Thoughts: The use of “listen,” and “that’s great” definitely makes Kazuki’s statement to Rei feel more like general constructive criticism, while Miri’s words in the dub come off more like a warm teasing (like this is possibly a conversation that they’ve had before, lol). Kazuki’s “You are such a one-trick pony” statement also comes off more as more as a warm, sentimental line sort of thing.

The sub translation comes off a bit colder. The way Kazuki’s first line is structured sounds more like just general criticism, as does the “ever” part in his one-trick pony line. Miri’s line as feels less connected, even though it is still on topic, so the comradery feel found in the dub is less present. Of course, tone also matters here and I think the dub really allows for the more teasing and warm tone of the scene to come across than the sub does since, as I mentioned, there is a bit of a disconnect with subs that isn’t as present with dubs.

Sub Kazu: It’s fine like this, right?

Sub Miri: It’s not! Come on, we’re family!

Sub Rei: Family?

Sub Kazu: Can’t be helped, right?

Sub Rei: Hey-!

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Dub Kazu: Can’t we make it work like this?

Dub Miri: No way! C’mon, we’re family, aren’t we?

Dub Rei: Well, are we?

Dub Kazu: Get over here, you big lug!

Dub Rei: Hey-!

Thoughts: The dub translation makes things a bit clearer by adding more words and context. In the sub, Kazuki just questions, “It’s fine like this” but what is meant by “it”? The dub line makes the “it” easier to figure out. Adding “can’t we,” “make,” and “work” together with the it makes it clear that the “it” here is referring specifically to the photo arrangement that they had going on (Kazuki and Rei on either side of Miri).

Miri’s lines are largely the same, but by adding “aren’t we?” to the end of it, and then having Rei parrot that with a “well” in front of it, gives a feeling of Rei and Miri sort of coming together in solidarity on this, a little teasing on their end. And Kazuki just going all in on it, with the dub giving him a line that implies a lot of sentimentality on Kazuki’s part towards Rei. “Big lug” is a term of endearment, and implies someone (usually a man) with a strong physique, but a gentle personality, which does fit Rei.

The Japanese does have Kazuki saying the Japanese equivalent of “can’t be helped,” but...A lot of Japanese translators view that translation of the phrase as being overused and not necessarily the best translation all the time based on situation and context. And this would be one situation and context where I think it doesn’t quite work.

Kazuki is being put on the spot by both Rei and Miri, “we are a family, right,” him saying otherwise wouldn’t be right and they all know that, while Miri has made it clear that they can’t do their usual photo arrangement, they have to try something new. So, yes, in a sense there is “no helping” the situation. But by the way Kazuki latches onto Rei,bringing him into a one-armed hug, and the huge smile on his face, we know this isn’t a sort of ‘-sigh- can’t be helped!’ kind of situation that that phrase often implies in English.

The dub translation of choosing to translate that as “Get over here, you big lug!” easily implies that Kazuki has accepted this new arrangement for their photo and that they are, of course, a family. The dub has Kazuki use a slangy term of endearment, because that is within his personality. He uses slang and overfamiliar grammar and words, so he would say something like that.

I think the dub does a great job of capturing this new change in the Kurusu family! <3

#Buddy Daddies #BD #Kazurei #Kazuki Kurusu #Rei Suwa #Miri Unasaka #sub vs dub #sub vs dub comparison #long post #image heavy post #thought post #meta post #analysis

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satanic-witchcraft · 11 months

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Henlo. I've been feeling nervous for some reason and was wondering if you could do a nervous listener x Wally? I'd also like it if he could comfort the listener too 👉👈

Absolutely!! I can certainly try! <3 hope this helps, my dear!💕💕💕

‼️please go support wally's ACTUAL voice actor, @DaFrankiestein!🩷🩷🩷‼️

The art & characters used are by clown/party coffin!🩷Go support them and donate to their Kofi of you can!

Subtitles, wally speaking: Oh hello neighbor! It's so nice to finally meet you, welcome to the neighborhood! I'm wally, wally darling! Oh you have a firm handshake, [chuckle] are you alright? Oh you look a bit nervous.. No need to be nervous, I don't bite! Ha ha ha! How about I show you around the neighborhood?? Hey it's Alright.. Take your time! Of course of course, I would be happy to show you around! I can introduce you to the other neighbors if you want, no pressure. Oh wonderful.. Just take my hand, don't worry! No rush, really.. I understand!

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kommandonuovidiavoli · 3 months

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Mind telling us how the dynamics of duos within teen Sector V are? Like 1/2, 3/4, 2/5, 1/3, 2/4 and so on lol. Just to get to know them and how they are as teens a bit better!

AHHHH SO!!!

There's a lot to say here, so I'll start with Nigel and go on until everything is explained?? Before reading, I don't want hate or anything plz, this is what works for this AU but I pretty much can ship anyone with anyone!

Let's go!

#1/#2

Nigel and Hoagie like to work in tandem on new 2x4 tech for teen operatives to use. Hoagie has the ideas, Nigel refines them (and avoids Hoagie from making them too dangerous or unstable) and they build them together. Nigel hasn't always been one for manual work but lately he found out it helps him not to think too much. And Hoagie's more than happy to help "Big Boss" relax!

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#1/#3

Kuki is Nigel's personal ray of sunshine (that's also why the whole school calls her that). She helps him to cheer up and see life in a different way, a more colorful and positive one. They don't even have to talk, Nigel just needs to sit next to her and plop his head on her shoulder and she knows it's time to work her magic on him! Also she somehow convinced him to have her test her "make up skills" on him. Don't ask why, that's how they roll. AND! Kuki's been in charge of taking care of Nigel's rainbow monkey plush since he left for GKND.

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#1/#4

Because of something that happen to Wally years before (which, don't ask, none of them want to talk about it), these two are now really close. Especially Wally found a good friend he can talk to when life gets too hard on him, he knows Nigel will be more than happy to listen to him go off without judging or forcing a solution on him. Basically Nigel KNOWS the root of all of Wally's problems and understands his feelings. They don't like to show how close they are around, but if they find each other alone, it's feeling time.

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#1/#5

They know EVERYTHING about EVERYONE around the school, no one is safe, not even professors or the principal himself. They could crush everyone in one move... but choose not too because were would the fun be? Sill best friends, if you didn't know their history you could easily mistake them for a couple. Well, they are in fact planning their wedding, been doing that for 2 years now, but it always gets delayed because one of them changes his mind about a minor detail. Do they even argue? Are they actually together?? What is going on??? Only they know.

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#2/#3

Just a quick note: Numbuh 6 is still there and they still keep an eye on him, but he's been moved to another sector when they all turned 13. Because of his love for anime and manga, Hoagie is actually learning Japanese with her, because he thinks it would be cool to be able to watch anime without subtitles or worse, the... dub... EWW! Also they like to watch stuff together that Wally refuses to because it has romance in it, like Toradora! or even Sword Art Online.

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#2/#4

Best friends forever. Kinda gay, but not all the way? Like IRL JD and Turk basically. They're so into anime and manga and videogames, they're NERDS but Wally usually hides it around people, Hoagie can't be bothered and you can spot him reading some manga no one even knew existed. They have a lot of inside jokes not even the others understand, especially the "chicken" one they've been keep going since they were 7. Also, they're meme masters.

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#2/#5

How the heck are they even dating? Like, he's an OTAKU and she's the QUEEN of the school??? But it works apparently, and everyone is jealous and MAD at Hoagie because really, he's one of the LAMEST LOSERS in the school, just... how... WHY?? No one knows. But them. He makes her laugh and she keeps him with his feet on the ground. Been going for *looks at smudged note on the hand* 7 YEARS????

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#3/#4

A ray of sunshine and the prince of darkness. Happiness and rage, rainbow and clouds, colorful and black. They seem like opposite worlds colliding, but the whole school knows they're dating now. Took a bit of time tbh, it has its ups and downs, but they look happy together, so, what else could they want? 2 years down, their whole life to go.

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#3/#5

They have the love for make-up and fashion in common. Kuki likes to test her make-up skills on Abby, who's more than willing to let her go for it because she's actually good! They like to hang out at the mall, sometimes they drag Nigel with them for reasons (the boy needs some good clothes).

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#4/#5

If Nigel's the one Wally can go to without expecting judging or answers, Abby's the one who can give Wally a solution for a problem he has. She loves the boy, wants all the best for him, it's just that sometimes... he's... really something to work with. Actually turns out these two are the best ones to put on a mission together. They know how to work things out.

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Sorry I have no energy to do all the drawings for all dynamics, so I did the ones that inspired me the most.

Hope you liked it!

#this turned out long sorry #tnd au #knd #kids next door #relationships #ask #thanks for asking!

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A full transcribe of MARCUS PIKE'S dialogue/lines from the TV show THE MENTALIST

Includes full dialogue, and dialogue from any deleted/additional scenes available.

I've created this as a point of reference when writing for Pedro's characters, and I hope you find it useful. Even if you just want to read the dialogue. 🖤

FULL MASTERLIST OF PEDRO CHARACTERS DIALOGUE

☝🏻Dialogue has been fully transcribed by myself using reference to original scripts (if available), audio subtitles and using my own two ears. Therefore, mistakes can be made, however I have tried to be as fully accurate as I can. If you spot an obvious mistake, please kindly let me know. Where audio is not clear, I have marked with *inaudible* Scenes are separated for ease of reference.

FULL SCRIPT DIALOGUE: (ALL EPISODES - MARCUS WAS IN 6 EPISODES IN SEASON 6 AND 1 EPISODE IN SEASON 7)

EP 16, S6 VIOLETS

Mrs Hennigan, why was your husband trying to save this painting in particular?

We’ll do our best to get it back for you.

I’m special agent Marcus Pike, this is agent Searles. You’re… Patrick Jane, right? Abbot’s guy?

What makes you say that?

Sure. I’ve heard good things about you. We’d be happy to have your input. These guys, they’re… they’re really good. And our cases don’t usually lead to homicide.

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Art thieves used to be about sneaking. Night time break-ins. Not anymore. The new generation prefers guns. This guy is the leader. He does the talking, runs the show. But until yesterday morning, he’s never killed anybody. They’ve done about six jobs between Dallas and Phoenix in the last two years, taking down about one hundred million worth in art and artefacts.

Stolen art can take a long time to sell. So our guess is they’re sitting on a lot of the art, including the paintings from yesterday's heist.

Well, they’ve only slipped up once. We found a glove a few blocks from a gallery they robbed in Phoenix. We managed to get a partial print and we got a hit. Aaron Polaski. Time for armed robbery and battery, he’s also the former middleweight boxing champ at Fulsom prison.

Yeah, we brought him in for questioning but he lawyered up quick and told the CIP. These guys are pros.

We do, but nothings popped. Doesn't seem to have a lot of friends. He hangs out a lot at a bar on sixth street.

So, how do we do that?

I don’t know what any of that means.

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I always feel a little bit like Aladdin right here.

It’s stolen.

Sometimes we just get part of a haul. We sit on the art so the crooks don’t know we have a lead and we keep it here while we investigate the rest of it.

Well, we keep a pretty tight lid. Our own secret museum.

No. Just, once or twice…

Well, I-I don’t wanna second guess you, Mr Jane, but if you wanna use these paintings as bait, the guy running this crew knows a lot about art, he’ll know this stuff is stolen.

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We ready?

What the hell’s that?

He asked him for some napkins, so?

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No, he's gonna do it… watch.

There you go.

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Pass the rice, please.

It’s a drug forfeiture. On loan from the DEA. So, what’s the story with Jane and Lisbon?

No, I mean are they in a relationship? A couple?

It’s going good. You got a nice red cross.

Yeah.

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This is Pike.

Okay, well, we, uh… we shut down the inside cameras, so you don’t have to worry about any more prying eyes, and just so you know there is someone outside the house, we’re guessing it’s another one of McCabe’s crew.

No, we’ve got eyes on ‘em. Don’t worry. You’re safe. I wouldn’t lie to you.

Well you’re… you were real good.

Well, that’s a shame. There’s a pretty good diner just down the street from you. Biscuits and gravy, if that’s your thing.

Alright, well what about pancakes?

They have about six kinds; chocolate chip, banana, all that good stuff.

Maybe, just a… little bit. I can have some sent over to you.

No, you’re right I won’t tease you anymore. I won’t even mention the waffles.

Right, well I don’t know what a canape is, but bon appetit. Goodnight, Lisbon.

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This is the part I don’t understand; we’re not gonna rob the museum?

Why not? I mean, he robs the paintings from the museum, we catch them red handed, case closed. We all go home.

Then why is he at the museum with Jane?

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How is it?

You probably like that Chicago style stuff, right?

Hmm… I'm not really in the mood for pizza. You know what sounds good? Those pancakes we were talking about before.

Do you wanna go?

Yeah. Dinner is the best time for breakfast. What do you say?

Look, if you don’t wanna go, just say so. We’re cool. It’s good, but I like you, and I think you’re a hell of a good looking woman and I’d love to get to know you better.

Let’s go.

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Uh… well, uh… Y-you-

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EP 18 S6 FOREST GREEN

Hey.

Coffee?

I made you breakfast.

Well when there’s a guest, I like to make a fuss.

Yeah?

It’s just work stuff. Listen, I was wondering if we could get dinner tonight? Or… is that weird because we went out last night? Is-is two nights in a row weird?

Okay, good. I’ll make a reservation.

Well, like I said, I like to make a fuss.

Yeah.

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I came looking for you, but they said you’re still in the woods. I’m disappointed.

No problem. What’s holding you up?

Have your people tried accessing a forestry satellite? They’re imaging that area all the time looking for fire outbreaks.

I used one once to find a guy who was running with some stolen Frederick Remmingtons.

Bye.

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No, it’s okay. I took another girl out to dinner last night instead.

Yeah.

Gladys. Eg-Eg-Egbert.

It’s the best I could do in the spur of the moment.

Oh, well, I’m glad. I’m a lousy liar, so you’re right. Actually, there’s uh, something I wanted to tell you.

That work stuff, it’s actually a promotion. The Bureau is forming a task force to deal with international art theft. It’ll be working with Scotland Yard and a few other agencies. Long story short, they, uh, they-they want me to run it. Yeah, but they want me to run it from DC.

So, I’m telling them no.

Well, I’m allowed.

I’m not a kid. I’ve been married and divorced. I know when something’s real. And when it could get serious. I feel that way about us. Do you… feel that way?

Look, one thing I know is that when you feel that way about someone, you gotta hang on ‘cause… because it doesn't happen very often.

I know. It’s okay.

What if you came with me?

I’m asking what if we went to DC, you and me, together? What do you think of that, Teresa?

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EP 19 S6 BROWN EYED GIRLS

You fell asleep.

So listen, urm… turns out my old band’s playing a gig downtown tonight. Do you wanna go?

I never told you I was in a band?

Bass. Vocals.

Yeah?

Okay then. We need a cab.

Was that “do you like butter with your popcorn” or “will you come with me to DC?”

I understand, a hundred per cent. Take your time, there’s no deadline.

You’re welcome.

Go ahead.

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I got some Thai from that place over on South Congress.

I know.

Not really, I have an ulterior motive. Just trying to make DC look attractive.

Yeah… yeah…

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Hey.

Guess what? That show we missed the other night. They’re playing another one in forty-five minutes, we can catch it if… if you guys are done?

See ya, Patrick.

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Am I interrupting?

I heard about your grand jury. I’m pulling for you. But I think you did what any good father and husband would do.

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EP 20 S6 II TOVOLO BIANCO

Oh. Oh look, Casablanca’s on. “Here’s looking at you, kid.” You know Bogart made that line up? It wasn’t in the script.

What? Are you serious?

This is not an old movie! This is a classic, you gotta watch this. You’re gonna love it.

Is everything okay?

Well, Teresa, I may not be able to read minds like Jane, but even I can tell when something’s going on.

Do you wanna talk about it?

Just wanna say that I know that moving to DC is a big thing and it might raise issues you don’t feel totally comfortable talking to me about, but I just want you to know it’s okay. You go through whatever process you need to, just… let me know when you make a decision. I’ll be here.

Well, various things, but basically it’s a love story about a woman who has to choose between two men. There’s also a baseball game on.

Yeah, let’s do that.

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Jane?

Yeah. Teresa! It’s, uh… It’s Jane…

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EP 21 S6 BLACK HEARTS

So… what are you thinking?

Well, Abbot’s right, it’s a great job. And Don’s the best.

Look, Teresa. I’ve been patient. But… I kind of went out on a limb for you. Pushed Don to pass on other candidates so that I could have you with me in DC. I mean, I know it’s a big decision, but it’s a decision you need to make.

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There you are. Ready to go?

Look, about, uh, DC. I know it’s a lot to take in and I didn’t mean to pressure you.

Yeah, I did. Maybe a little. But, it’s your life and… I just wanna be a part of it.

Are you sure?

Wow…. wow, I wish we were somewhere more romantic, but… but what the hell. Will you marry me?

Don’t freak out.

I know, I know. You need time to think about it.

There’s no pressure, okay?

You’re a tough date. Have you told Jane that you’re leaving yet?

Oh. He’ll understand.

I’ll be downstairs.

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EP 22 S6 BLUE BIRD

Hey, sweetheart, How are ya?

Yes!

Okay. Alright, alright. Text me your flight information and I’ll be there. Teresa, it’s gonna be great, you’re gonna love the neighbourhood. It’s-it’s full of restaurants, your favourite kind, I got a number to an excellent… (fades out)

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EP 1 S7 NOTHING BUT BLUE SKIES

Jane.

I was, uh, looking for Teresa.

Yeah, she probably is.

It’s for an undercover thing. So, it’s, uh… you and her.

I know. I know that. So do you have a plan?

Well, I was offering her a life. A home, a family if she wanted one. A future. Have you thought about any of that?

Well, what are you offering her? I mean, other than Patrick Jane?

Well I was upstairs, giving a deposition. I thought I would say hi. Stupid idea.

Anyway, It’s good to see you, Teresa.

Jane.

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FULL MASTERLIST OF PEDRO CHARACTERS DIALOGUE

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bakudeku4444 · 11 months

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*not my art! 👆 all credit goes to the artists*

Friends to Lovers.

🔞MINORS DNI!🔞

Kaminari x Bakugo (aged up.)

Word count: 8.4k

⚠️Warning⚠️ : bullying, selfharm, angst, smut, anal, oral, death, grieving, PDA.

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All of the UA students had moved on. Some went right into being side kicks for pro heroes, but most did it as a side job. They all wanted to be the best they could be. So, when the opportunity to go to college for extra training was presented to them, they all jumped on it.

They had dorms once again, which worked for them because by the time they were about to graduate from UA, they were a bit sad they wouldn't all be living together anymore. Even those who could afford to live outside of the dorms decided they wanted to live with their old classmates.

Today was a particularly tough day in training. Kaminari was trying to nail this new move he was testing out, but after so many tries that he lost count, he short circuited. Which placed him in a catatonic state, but he was still slightly aware of his surroundings.

It wasn't as bad as it normally was. He even heard Bakugo when he was talking about Kaminari to no one in particular.

"Dunce Face, short circuited once again. Tch. To think by now, he would know his quirk's limit." Bakugo said as he watched Kaminari stand there.

It hurt his feelings this time. He didn't know why... maybe because he had been working so hard on it and kept failing... He was so frustrated, and it seemed like Bakugo just kicked him while he was feeling really low about himself already.

He couldn't speak or do anything about it currently. Also, their last class was about to be over.

Kirishima helped Kaminari walk to the dorms because he had about 40 minutes left of this before he was back to normal. He decided to try to just nap as Kirishima got him to lay down in his bed.

"Don't listen to bakugo. I can't even make an excuse for him after all these years, but I have noticed he tries to be nicer most of the time. I'm sorry he said that, though." Kirishima patted him on the back before walking towards the door. "I'll bring you some food in a bit."

Kaminari just laid there stuck, staring at his desk. Kirishima left.

After Kaminari got back to normal, Kirishima had brought him food and asked him if he wanted to come watch something with them. Kaminari agreed after he finished his food.

He thanked him and told him he would be down there in a bit. Kirishima let himself out.

Kaminari scrunched his face up with his jaw tensed. He couldn't shake how he felt about what Bakugo said. He hated that he couldn't get it down, and that his best friend still makes fun of him for his fuck ups. It was getting old. He took out his shorted hearing aids, and threw them in the trash.

He walked downstairs. He had the new hearing aids set low. (He had a stock pile of them because his quirk broke them often.) So he couldn't really hear what anyone said as he sat down. He read the subtitles.

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Bakugo stared at Kaminari for a bit when he first came and sat down. He could already tell something was wrong when Kaminari didn't make himself known when he came into the room. He kept looking over at him throughout the movie and could see that his hearing aids were on low.

Bakugo felt bad that the hearing aids were basically his fault. They didn't really have a choice. The two were paired up for a mission over the summer. They were having a hard time beating this villain. They thought they were going to die before they had the chance. So, they came up with a plan to use both of their quirks together. The mixture left Kaminari deaf in both ears.

Bakugo blamed himself even though it was Kaminari's idea. He knew how it felt to be deaf. His quirk made him deaf. The combination of both quirks made for the loudest explosion bakugo has ever set off.

He truly felt bad for it. He just didn't know how to show it. He started being a little extra critical towards Kaminari. He didn't want anything like that to happen to him again. So, he thought he was just helping him push himself to do better. He didn't know that he was hurting his feelings.

Bakugo sat back with his arms crossed and tried to just focus on the movie, but he couldn't help finding himself looking over at Kaminari. His mind started to run rampant about all the things he refused to think about until he was alone in his room at night.

☁️: This idiot is so fucking cute with his stupid lightening bolt in his hair. Oh God! did he notice me looking when he was getting changed in the locker rooms this morning? Is that why he's being weird? I don't want him to know I like him more than as a friend. Then, if we became a thing, then we wouldn't be able to work together anymore. Not that I want to work with him again. I don't want to be the cause of anymore pain to him. I made him deaf for crying out loud that shit hurts not only physically, but mentally. It was a lucky chance that he had the idea to learn sign language for me when he found out I was hard of hearing, but I didn't think he would ever actually need it for himself... especially not me being the cause of it... That was such a stupid idea even though it worked.

This wasn't the first time that Bakugo mentally beat himself up about having a crush on Kaminari and about him being the cause of Kaminari being deaf. Kaminari never even got mad about it. He just shrugged to Bakugo and said. "At least we won, we could've been dead. Being deaf isn't as bad as being dead." Then, laughed. That made Bakugo mad because he wanted Kaminari to be mad at him the way he was at himself.

Bakugo was so lost in thought and staring at Kaminari that he didn't notice that most of their friends had gone to bed. The only ones left were Kirishima, Mina, Sero, and Todoroki.

Mina and Kirishima caught the way Bakugo kept looking at Kaminari. This wasn't the first time they had noticed it either. They noticed it many times while they were 2nd and 3rd years in UA. It has just become more evident to them what was going on. They just never mentioned it to him, but they could tell Bakugo had a crush because Bakugo never never paid attention to anyone else as much as he did Kaminari.

They also noticed that Bakugo was the only one allowed to pick on Kaminari. If anyone else did it, he would threaten them but try to make up a different reason as to why he threatened to kill them.

Kirishima had an idea. He didn't want to force it. So, he lightly elbowed Bakugo and told him he was gonna go to bed. Then, he tapped Kaminari, telling him to. Mina understood what Kirishima was trying to do. She told everyone goodnight. Then, they both went up to Kirishima's dorm to cuddle and go to sleep.

Bakugo didn't think anything of it. He just said goodnight to them.

Sero had fallen asleep with his head on Todoroki's shoulder. "I should probably get this one to bed, too." Todoroki stood up and picked Sero up over his shoulder. He took him to his dorm and snuggled up into Sero, falling asleep.

Kaminari's leg bounced as he noticed he and Bakugo were all alone now. He started biting his nails. He suddenly felt a rush of anxiety because of the need to confront Bakugo about what he said earlier. He just thought it would be weird because he had never done that before. He normally just shrugged off the insults.

The change didn't go unnoticed by Bakugo, who had been watching him almost the whole time. "Tch. What's wrong, sparkplug?! I can tell something is wrong." Bakugo tried to act like he wasn't paying attention.

Before Kaminari could think, one word flew out of his mouth. "You."

Bakugo tensed and froze. Was he finally mad at him about being deaf? He didn't know why else he would be mad at him. "The fuck do you mean? I didn't do shit to you today!" He yelled.

Kaminari sighed, turning his hearing aids up. It was too late to turn back now. He knew if he told Bakugo to just forget it that he wouldn't. "Yes, you did... You knew how hard I was working on that move. The moment I short circuit, you have something to say about it. You're so fucking mean to me!" Kaminari didn't notice the tears rolling down his eyes, until a sob wrecked through him.

Bakugo was starting to panic. Kaminari had never cried over things he had said. Bakugo's hands shook. The more Kaminari cried, the more he knew he had to do something before he lost him.

"I try so hard to catch up to everyone else, but the moment I fuck up... you pick on me! Are we even friends or do you just keep me around as a joke?! I thought you were my best friend! Now, I'm starting to think I was wrong to think that in the first place. You are as mean to me as you were to Midoriya when you guys were in middle school! I don't get it! What did I do to become a tar-..." Kaminari was cut off.

The part about Deku triggered him. He didn't want Kaminari to compare himself to that. He didn't even think he was being all that mean to him. Before he could give it much thought, he moved from his side of the couch to him, pinning Kaminari to the couch, and kissed him hard. He just needed him to shut up. He needed time to think, but this kiss that he had thought about for so long turned his brain to mush. One of his hands released Kaminari's and came up to cup his cheek.

Kaminari was caught off guard by the kiss. His eyes were wide open in shock for a few seconds before he melted into Bakugo. A whisper of a moan escaped him.

When bakugo pulled away, they were both panting. He already knew before Kaminari knew that their hear aids fell out. "I like you... I like you more than as a friend..." He signed to Kaminari.

"So you bullied me? What are we five? You were mean to me because you liked me?" Kaminari signed back.

Bakugo had a deep red blush on his face. He was embarrassed. He rolled his eyes but nodded yes. "I know it's dumb... and immature. I just have a hard time with my feelings, and I'm sorry." He signs. He picked up their hearing aids and put Kaminari's in for him. Then, he puts in his own.

"I understand if you don't like me back. I know I'm everyone's last choice." Bakugo shrugs. He stands up about to walk to his dorm.

Kaminari stood up and grabbed Bakugo's wrist. "Kacchan, I... you can't just kiss me, tell me you like me, then leave..."

Bakugo turned around, looking at kaminari with a brow raised. "Why not?! It's not like you like me back."

"I never said that. Don't try to put words in my mouth." He looked down and sighed. "I'm just afraid. I like you.. I do. It's just the way -"

"Jirou treated you. The way she walked all over you." Bakugo groaned. "I'm not her. I don't walk all over people. I don't ever ask anyone for shit. I wouldn't do that to you. You should know that."

Kaminari started crying. "I know... I know... I'm sorry... I just don't wanna get hurt again. I want to just be happy."

Bakugo didn't know how to tell him that he wouldn't hurt him. He knew he was the biggest jerk in the school even though he's working on it. He pulled Kaminari towards him and wrapped his arms around his waist. "How about you just think about it? I know what I want, but I know you think I won't make you happy or I'll hurt you. It's understandable. So, just take your time, alright?"

Kaminari nodded as he leaned his head on Bakugo's shoulder.

Bakugo walked him to his room before he was about to go to his own. Kaminari grabbed his wrist.

"Wait... will you stay with me? Please..." He sniffles.

Bakugo sighed. He didn't think this was a good idea because of how much he liked Kaminari. "Fine, but I'm going to my own room once you fall asleep. I don't want to influence your decision by sleeping in here with you. I want you to want me because you actually want me." Bakugo climbed into the bed with Kaminari.

Kaminari wrapped his arms around bakugos waist and laid his head on his chest. He sniffles for a while longer as bakugo rubs his back. He was sleeping not long after that.

Bakugo found himself drifting. He felt more comfortable in Kaminari's bed than his own right now, but he couldn't let himself stay. He had to untangle himself from Kaminari. He stood up and looked over Kaminari's sleeping form. He bent down and kissed his temple. "Goodnight, Denki..."

He left the room, closing the door quietly. His heart was thumping hard as he made it to his own dorm across the hall from Kaminari.

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This went on for a while. Kaminari would ask Bakugo to lay with him until he fell asleep. Bakugo would leave by the time he was getting sleepy. They would act normal by morning. It was as if they weren't creating a new routine after everyone went to bed. Bakugo was just slightly nicer to Kaminari than he had been.

Tonight was different, though. Bakugo was pissed off about being taken off a mission. So, he hadn't left his room all day. It made it hard for Kaminari to sleep. He tossed and turned for hours before he couldn't take it anymore. He got up with a huff and knocked on Bakugo's door. Bakugo answered it with bloodshot eyes like he had been crying.

"What do you want?!" He was not in the mood for anything.

"I-I... can't sleep..." Kaminari was slightly regretting bothering bakugo just because he couldn't sleep without being cuddled up to him.

"Tch. Fine. Come on." He grabbed Kaminari by his shirt and pulled him into his dorm.

"I want you..." Kaminari said barely above a whisper.

"Hah?"

"I want you because I actually want you. That's what you said right? You said you wanted me to want you, and not just want you because I wake up wrapped in your arms. I want that. I wanna wake up with you still there. I don't want to wake up alone anymore. I want to give this a try..." Kaminari fidgeting with his fingers a bit.

Bakugo was shocked. This had been going on for weeks. Their routine. He didn't think Kaminari would want him. Maybe just as a sleep aid, but not as a lover. Not that Bakugo minded that, but hearing this was so much better than only helping him sleep. It definitely pulled him out of his bad mood.

Kaminari sat down on Bakugo's bed. Bakugo took two long strides towards him. He cups Kaminari's cheeks and kisses him passionately. Bakugo pulled away from a smirk. "Took you long enough, sparky~." He whispers.

Kaminari rolled his eyes and wrapped his fist in Bakugo's shirt. He pulled Bakugo down on top of him with a giggle. He kisses Bakugo, running his hands along his chest. He wraps his arms around Bakugo's neck.

The kissing gets really hot, hands heavily pawing at each other's bodies, but Bakugo stops himself. He didn't want to have sex with Kaminari right away. He didn't want this to seem like he just wanted his body. He wasn't going to be like Jirou. He wasn't going to use and abuse Kaminari like that.

Kaminari wanted to go further but noticed Bakugo's hesitation. "I could just give you a hand job, if you want? We don't have to fuck if you don't want to."

Bakugo sighed as he lay on his side next to him with his head proped on the palm of his hand. "It's not that I don't want to, Sparky. I want to. I just don't want to mess anything up. I want to take things slow. Slow for the both of us. I want to do this right. I want to show you I can make you happy for a lifetime, not just a moment. I don't want this to be temporary... I want you, I've wanted you longer than you know. I was just scared."

Kaminari knew he was being truthful because Bakugo was never one to admit to being scared of anything. Kaminari blushed. He felt this tingling sensation swell in his chest and shiver down his spine. He never thought he would get to see such a raw side of Bakugo.

"I understand. We can just let things happen naturally. Don't try so hard to hold back from what you want. I want you to be happy too. I want you to be comfortable around me. Don't hold back just for my comfort." Kaminari cupped Bakugo's cheek.

Bakugo's eyes closed, he brought his hand up, and placed it gentle on Kaminari's. He noticed that Kaminari's hands were much softer than his own rough ones.

"I want to try something." Kaminari had an interesting idea. "But first, I need your consent. Can I touch you below the belt? Can I take your clothes off?"

Bakugo was hesitant at first but nodded. "Y-yeah, you can."

Kaminari took Bakugo's hearing aids out. "Trust me. Close your eyes." He signed to Bakugo.

Bakugo furrows his brows but does as he's told, closing his eyes again.

Kaminari pulls the neck of his shirt to the side and kisses Bakugo's collar bone. Bakugo gasps a bit, letting out a shaky breath. Kaminari's hands trembled a bit as he snakes down, lifting Bakugo's shirt just a little bit. Kaminari kisses the skin between his shirt and shorts.

Bakugo wanted so badly to look, but he was trying hard to keep his eyes closed. With his hearing aids out and his eyes closed, he was making him have a sensory overload. Every touch was intensified. His body trembled a bit under Kaminari.

Kaminari pulled Bakugo's shorts down until his cock popped out, standing at attention in Kaminari's face. Bakugo bit his bottom lip nervously.

"Beautiful..." Kaminari whispered, knowing that Bakugo couldn't hear him. He looked up at his face. He could tell that Bakugo was nervous.

He kissed Bakugo's hips, inching closer and closer to his cock.

Bakugo was panting. "P-please don't tease me~..."

Kaminari smirked. He kissed Bakugo's tip, and Bakugo let's out a shaky moan.

"I-I-I'm not gonna last...~ ah~..."

Kaminari didn't care. He just wanted to make Bakugo cum in his mouth. He wanted to make him feel good. He took Bakugo in his mouth, and attempted to take him down his throat but the girth of him was making Kaminari gag.

Bakugo thrusts into Kaminari's mouth. He couldn't help it, Kaminari's mouth was so wet and warm. Kaminari gagged, but let him keep going. He reached up and tapped his face to let bakugo know that he could open his eyes.

Bakugo's eyes fluttered open, and he almost came at the sight of Kaminari's lips wrapped around his cock. "Oh fuuuuck~... ahh!~ Denki~... Your mouth feels so goooood~..." He laced his fingers in Denki's hair as he watched him bob his head on his cock. He bit his lip.

Kaminari slips his hand in his pants and starts stroking himself and moaning. "Mmmm~" His eyes rolled back.

"I-I! I'm! Fuck!~ c-cumming!~" He tried to warn Kaminari so he could move. He even took his hand out of his hair and fisted the sheets instead. He let out a loud moan as he came. As bakugo came, Kaminari came into his hand.

Kaminari swallowed Bakugo's cum, and pulled off of him panting and moaning. He licked Bakugo's cock clean. Bakugo's head fell back as he panted. He put his hearing aids back in. "I'm sorry.. I don't think I've ever came that much before."

Kaminari chuckled. "Don't ever apologize for something like that." He wiped the cum off his hand with a tissue, and through it away. He pulled Bakugo's shorts back up. He laid down, and pulled the covers up over them. He cuddled up to Bakugo as he normally did.

Bakugo kissed the top of his head. "But I didn't do anything for you."

"It's fine. I still came. You can do something next time if you feel like it. Don't worry about it, ok?" Kaminari smiled and kissed Bakugo's chest. He finally drifted off to sleep.

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Their relationship blossomed from then on. They went on dates. It took bakugo a while, but he became comfortable with showing affection towards Kaminari in front of their friends. They slept together every night. Neither one of them could sleep without the other.

When jirou had something to say about it and insulted Kaminari, bakugo wasn't having it. He requested to spar with her. He never went easy on women. He always did things equally and fairly, but he was pissed off, and it ended with Jirou going to the recovery girl unconscious.

Bakugo smirked and walked towards Kaminari. "No one says shit about Sparkplug, but me."

Kaminari blushed, knowing that Bakugo meant that to be sweet. Bakugo wrapped an arm around Kaminari's waist and pulled him flush against him, kissing him.

"Did you really have to send her to the recovery girl to prove a point?" Kirishima felt bad for Jirou.

"Fuck yes. That bitch deserved it. I'm not going to let anyone hurt sparky's feelings!" Bakugo growled.

Kirishima sighed.

Bakugo picked up Kaminari under his thighs and walked into the locker room with him. Bakugo became a PDA monster. He was always touching Kaminari on some way. He couldn't keep his hands to himself when he was around Kaminari.

He pinned Kaminari to the wall as soon as they were in the locker room. He started kissing his jaw and down his neck. He didn't even check to see if anyone was in there with them.

"Mmmf~ fuck...~ I never thought I would be with someone who has my libido.~" He giggled. "You're as horny as I am all the time~."

Bakugo chuckled. "I'm always horny around you, Sparky.~ Before you became mine, I spent a lot of lonely nights with my hand.~" He continues to kiss his neck. "Take a shower with me?~"

"Mhmmm~... please..~" Kaminari grinds against his hard on.

Bakugo pants as he walks over to the showers. He sets Kaminari on his feet and starts stripping him out of his clothes. He kisses Kaminari's shoulders and chest.

Kaminari learned that Bakugo was a gentle lover unless he asked him to be more rough with him. Bakugo always took the time to love and appreciate every part of Kaminari. He felt like bakugo was holding him like glass that would shatter if he tried to go too fast. It always made Kaminari feel like he was on cloud 9.

Bakugo let Kaminari strip him out of his clothes. It was like they were worshipping each other's bodies. It always made Bakugo relax when he was touching Kaminari, and when Kaminari was touching him, it made him feel like he was floating.

He felt Kaminari kiss his cock and his eyes rolled back. "Mmmmf~ ah~ I wanna fuck you so bad, baby.~"

Kaminari tsked at him. "Shower first~..." Kaminari took his, and Bakugo's hearing aids out, setting them on the counter. Then, he pulled bakugo into the warm, relaxing water with him.

"Fine.." Bakugo pouted a bit. He used a soapy cloth to wash Kaminari's body. He massages out the kinks in his back. He started washing his hair as well.

Kaminari washed Bakugo's body, massaging him as well. Then, he washed his hair.

Then, they rinsed off together. Kaminarj stood behind Bakugo, kissing his shoulders and neck. Kaminari backed up to sign. "You so smell so good. You can never actually stink." Kaminari chuckled. "Your quirk makes you smell like caramel.~" He teased as he dragged his teeth lightly against Bakugo's shoulder as if he were trying to take a bite.

Bakugo blushed. He starts pushing his ass back against Kaminari's cock. Kaminari let's out a shaky moan. They hadn't done this yet.

Bakugo wasn't ready to try it a couple of weeks ago, but now he wanted to. He didn't think it was fair that he was always fucking Kaminari and wouldn't let Kaminari fuck him.

"We can go up to the room and try someth-" Bakugo was signing when he saw red hair out of the corner of his eye.

Kirishima and the others came in to shower. "Oh shit! Can you guys put up a warning or something? You guys are both hot and all, but I really don't want to watch my two best friends make love in the showers." He signs and chuckles.

"Well, maybe you all should've waited until we came out, then you could've showered, shitty hair!" Bakugo yelled.

Kaminari tapped his shoulder to get hus attention. "Calm down, Kacchan. We can just finish this in the dorm.~"

Bakugo nods and turns the water off. Kaminari grabs their towels. Then, he wrapped the towel around himself and grabbed their hero suits.

Bakugo carried his gauntlets. They went up to Kaminari's room to finish what they started.

Bakugo dropped the gauntlets, and his towel dropped to the floor. He pulled Kaminari by the hand to the bed, causing him to drop everything. Also, making him realize that he forgot to grab their hearing aids. He giggled as he landed on top of Bakugo. He held a finger up and got off of him to grab them both a pair of hearing aids from his box.

He put them in Bakugo's ears, then a pair on his own ears. He climbs on bakugo to straddle his hips.

"I want you to... I want to try... rrrrr..." He huffed because he was flustered about the thought of Kaminari fucking him. His cock twitched against Kaminari's ass.

"You want me to fuck you?~ I'll only do if if you say it.~" Kaminari smirked.

"Please~..." Bakugo's hand reached for Kaminari's cock, and started stroking it. He bites his lip.

"Please, what?~" Kaminari smirks.

"Can you please fuck me!" He grumbles with a blush.

"You don't have to be so shy about it, love~..." Kaminari slid off of Bakugo. He got down on the floor on his knees between Bakugo's legs. His hands are on Bakugo's knees, keeping his legs spread.

Bakugo propped himself up on his elbows, looking down at Kaminari.

"Lay down~ You're not going to be able to sit up when I fold you in half.~" Kaminari puts his hands under Bakugo's knees and starts pushing them up towards Bakugo's chest.

"Wait. I'm scared."

"It's Ok~. I'll be gentle. If you're worried about your ass being dirty. I know it's not because I washed it. Just like you washed mine." He chuckles, trying to lighten the mood, and make Bakugo relax.

Bakugo huffed but laid back, holding back back of his legs to keep himself folded and spread. "Ok. I trust you.~"

Kaminari smiled and started sucking on his balls, then kissed his way down. He spread Bakugo's ass cheeks. He started licking at his hole and trying to push his tongue in. He wrapped one of his hands around Bakugo's cock, and started stroking him as he lapped at his hole.

At first, bakugo flinched away from the feeling, but then he started to relax and actually enjoy it. He didn't realize that what he had been doing to Kaminari had felt so damn good. "Ahh!~ fuck!~ ah~!" He was moaning uncontrollably.

He choked on his breath when he felt Kaminari push a finger into him. It stung a bit to have that hole breached for the first time.

He could feel Bakugo's body tense up. "Relax~..." Kaminari whispered as he peaked up at Bakugo's face. He saw him nod and saw him physically relax.

He started working the finger in Bakugo, feeling for that squishy sweet spot. When he finally found it, Bakugo let out the most lewd moan Kaminari had ever heard.

Kaminari bit his lip, trying not to touch himself. He wanted all his cum to go in Bakugo's ass. He kept working to prep Bakugo for his cock. He slipped in a second finger, then after a while a third. After, bakugo came for the second time Kaminari could tell he was getting sensitive.

Bakugo was panting and whining. At this point, he was begging Kaminari to just fuck him. He was shaking from how sensitive he was.

"Oh God! Please!~ I can't take this anymore!~" Bakugo cries out.

"Ok, ok~... patience, my love~... This is your first time.~ I'm just trying to do it right~..." Kaminari whispers. He didn't know that Bakugo's hearing aids fell out during his first orgasm.

He lines his cock up with Bakugo's hole and slowly pushes himself into him. He kept his eyes on Bakugo's face. He wanted this to be enjoyable for him. Once he bottomed out in Bakugo he moaned.

Bakugo whined for Kaminari to move. "Please~ need you to fill me up with your cum!~ ah!~"

Kaminari had to stop himself from cumming so soon. He started thrusting in him at a slow pace at first. He was loving the sounds that Bakugo was making. "Ahh~ oh fuck!~ you're still so tight!~ I'm not going to last long!~" His eyes roll back. He was really trying to keep going, but his orgasm hit him like a ton of bricks.

"C-cumming!" Kaminari cried out as he thrusted hard into Bakugo, and filled up his ass with his cum. He panted hard.

Bakugo came as he felt Kaminari twitching and cumming inside of him. He was panting, and whining. "I love you~... fuuuck I love you, Denki~..." It was the first time bakugo said that to Kaminari.

Kaminari's eyes widened, and he started tearing up. "I love you too~... I love you so much!~" He started kissing his neck, but that when he noticed his hearing aids had fallen out.

He grabbed it and put it back in his ear. "I love you too, Katsuki.~" He pulled out of him and laid next to him. He pulls bakugo close to him. He plays with his messy, spiky hair. "How'd I get so lucky?" Kaminari kisses his head.

"Psh... you? I think I'm the one who's lucky." Bakugo smirked.

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Three years later...

Bakugo and Kaminari moved into their own apartment near the college. They were engaged. Bakugo couldn't be happier. Kaminari was head over heels for Bakugo. They were happy, but today wasn't a very happy day.

"I don't want you to leave!... I don't feel good about this assignment!" Bakugo was yelling, but he really did have a bad feeling about this. His fiance was about to leave him for 2 weeks.

"I promise it'll be OK... It seems like an easy assignment. You believe in me, right?" Kaminari chuckled.

"Two weeks doesn't seem like an easy fucking assignment! You know I believe in you, asshole! Don't try to put words in my mouth! I don't want you to go!" Bakugo yelled.

Kaminari sighed and walked over to his fuming shaking fiance. He wraps his arms around him, and that's when Bakugo breaks. He starts crying. Bakugo grips Kaminari's Chargebolt hoodie. "I have to... but I'll be back. I promise..." He slipped out of his hoodie. "Here, this is my promise to come back." He pulls his hoodie onto Bakugo.

"You fucking better!" Bakugo sniffles, inhaling Kaminari's signature cologne that made him feel safe. "I love you so much..."

"I love you too... you feel like driving me to headquarters? That way we can spend more time together before I leave." Kaminari smiled, wiping Bakugo's tears with his thumbs. Kaminari kissed him passionately.

Bakugo nodded and sighed. His stomach tossed and turned as they put Kaminari's bags in the trunk. He had his hand on Kaminari's thigh the entire time. He wouldn't move it as he drove.

"Katsuki, it's going to be OK. I'll be back before you know it." He peeled Bakugo's hand off his thigh and kissed the back of his hand.

Bakugo let out a shaky breath. He was trying not to cry again. He stopped in front of the place. "Can I come in with you? Can I hear the details of the mission? It might make me feel better..."

"I wish, but you know I can't do that... it's confidential, and it's not your mission. I can tell you that a couple of our friends will be there to help, but I can't tell you much else...." Kaminari was hiding the fact that he had a sinking feeling about this mission too.

He was nervous. He and his team were up against someone with a similar quirk to him. He just didn't know much about it besides it was electric.

"I know, I know... I love you..." Bakugo wrapped his fist in Kaminari's shirt and kissed him passionately. "You better come back to me, Sparkplug..."

"I will. I love you too, Kacchan." Kaminari rubs his nose against Bakugo's. "I have to go. I'm going to be late to the meeting before we get on the plane."

Bakugo, let's go of his shirt and cups his cheek. Bakugo really didn't want him to leave. He was about to cry again. Kaminari got out of the car, grabbed his bags, and blowing Bakugo a kiss. "I love you!"

"I love you, too!" Bakugo tried to smile. He stared until Kaminari's form disappeared behind the doors. He hit the steering wheel and left.

He drove back home. He moped to the bed. He got the text that they were boarding the plane, and another 'I love you, Sparky.💛🖤🧡🖤'

Bakugo sent back, 'I love you, too, Sparky 🧡🖤💛🖤 text me when you get there, please..'

Bakugo spent his time worrying. He talked to Kaminari every chance he got, which wasn't much because he only had about an hour at night to talk, and then he wouldn't hear from him again until the next night. Kaminari always sounded exhausted and would let out groans of pain here and there. Which only made Bakugo worry more.

He wasn't working very well. He was hardly sleeping. The worrying was eating him alive.

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A week later...

Bakugo is panicking. His heart is palpitating. He's shaking and crying as he recklessly drives to Kaminari's agency that he works for. He was in a tank top and shorts. His hair is in tangles from pulling at it and hitting himself in the head. He wipes his tears and slams the door to his car so hard that his window shatters. "Fuckin hell!" He barks.

He marches into the building, and by passes the front desk lady who is telling him he can't go in there that he needs to have an appointment. The lady clearly didn't recognize him as the pro hero Dynamite.

"Fuck off! I don't need a God damn appointment!" Bakugo barked at her as he steps into the elevator. His fists shook, and he had to put this feeling somewhere. To release it. He punched through the wall of the elevator as it came to a stop. He pulled his fist out of the wall. As he walked into the office of Kaminari's boss.

"Where the fuck is my fiance!? I will fuckin kill you!" He came in already screaming and threatening Kaminari's boss.

The man behind the desk was already shaking but tried to play it off that he wasn't scared out of his mind. "Mr. Dynamite. I wasn't expecting to see you today."

"Cut the shit! Where is Denki Kaminari!? He didn't call last night! He has called me every fucking night! He didn't call me last night! Tell me he's ok! Tell me he's just busy! Tell me!" Bakugo voice cracked. He was about to have a panic attack again.

The man sighed heavily. "Have a seat, please.." He had to follow a stupid script. "I regret to inform you that he died while in battle at 4 pm yesterday... I'm sorry, Mr. Dynamite. I wish I could say more... I wish I had different news to give you... his remains will be on the flight back here tomorrow. Since we don't know of any living relatives... it will be your decision on what happens next. It doesn't need to be decided right away. Take all the time you need."

Bakugo dropped to the ground. Explosions going off in his palms. "Shut up. Shut up! SHUT THE FUCK UP! YOURE LYING! HE'S NOT DEAD! HE'S COMING HOME IN A WEEK! TELL ME HES COMING HOME, ALIVE! HE'S NOT FUCKING DEAD! HE CAN'T BE! HE CAN'T LEAVE ME!" Bakugo was screaming at the man as he broke down in tears. He got up off the ground, and stomped over to him. He grabbed him by the tie.

"I will fucking kill you! Tell me he's alive! You knew this mission was dangerous! This is your fault!" He let off an explosion on the man's face, and then spit on him. "You worthless piece of shit! It should've been you! You should be dead!"

He was pulled off by two security guards. Aizawa had just so happened to be making a visit to Kaminari's boss to see how things were going. Anyone who knew about this mission knew it was poorly planned and needed more heroes on the team. Aizawa had a bad feeling about the whole thing. He was trying to convince the boss to put a pause on the mission until they got more information. He heard familiar yelling coming from the office. He slipped past the security, blocking the door. "Let. him. go!"

Bakugo almost fell to the ground again, but Aizawa caught him in his arms. Bakugo sobbed and yelled.

"Im going to kill you! This is your fault!"

Aizawa shushed him and made him leave the room. He opened a break room, pulled him in, and shut the door. He stood in front of the door to stop Bakugo from leaving.

"He's dead! He told me he would come back home! He has never lied to me! He's coming back! Please, tell me he's lying! Please! He's coming back! We were going to get married in a month!" He punched a hole in the wall. He grabbed the coffee maker and threw it to the ground. He pushed the fridge over. He kicked a dent in the side of it, breaking his toes in the process. He didn't even feel it. The pain of losing his best friend, fiance, and love of his life hurt way more, and it hadn't even fully set in.

Aizawa didn't even try to stop Bakugo from breaking things in the room. It was better than him getting charged with murder. Aizawa knew who Bakugo was talking about. It hurt Aizawa a lot to know his student died. He loved all his students as if they were his kids.

Aizawa had tears in his eyes as he watched Bakugo's world come crashing down. He knew that feeling well. He also had a lover die during battle. Once Bakugo had stopped trashing the break room and slid down the wall with his face in his hands. Aizawa walked over, sitting against the wall next to him. Bakugo started punching himself in the head over and over. Aizawa grabbed his hands and looked at Bakugo. They both had tears streaming down their cheeks.

"I want you to know you are not alone. I am here, I always have been, and I always will be. I'm not going to let you go through this alone, ok? It's going to be OK! Ok?" Aizawa never did this, but he did this time. He pulled Bakugo to his chest and held him for a while. He rubbed his back. "It's going to be OK. I promise. I will be there for you. I'm going to be checking in on you."

Bakugo tried to get out of the hug, but he just cried harder instead. He gripped Aizawa's shirt and sobbed into his chest. He always saw Aizawa as a father figure. It made him fall apart even more. He clung to Aizawa. He was so emotionally exhausted that he passed out there leaning against Aizawa.

Aizawa messaged Sero. He told him to come help him get Bakugo home. When sero got there, he lifted the sleeping Bakugo into his arms. He sniffles in his sleep, tears still falling.

Aizawa told Sero the heartbreaking news once they got Bakugo in Sero's bed. Aizawa thought it would be best for him to wake up with a friend there to comfort him.

"Kaminari isn't dead. Nothing can kill him. I've seen him in really bad situations."

"He is... his remains will be here tomorrow night.. It's up to Bakugo to decide what happens next. I need you two to be there for each other. Mina and Kirishima will be back not long after that. They are being pulled from the mission. They saw him die..." He explained. "I will be back tomorrow. I have some things to handle."

He gave the crying Sero a hug. He hated human contact, but he put that aside. He needed to be there for his kids, and if a hug helped in the slightest, he would give out a million hugs to them.

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A week later...

Bakugo had left as soon as he woke up at Sero's. He took his hearing aids out. He didn't want to hear anything unless it was Kaminari's voice.

He refused to leave his bed that had become a pile of clothes that smelled like Kaminari. Bakugo cried himself to sleep he woke up crying. Eventually, he stopped crying every time his eyes were open. He would just lay there numb, staring at the wall.

Aizawa had to literally break into his apartment to make sure he was still alive. He didn't leave after that. He slept on the couch. He would bring him drinks and food. Even if he wouldn't eat it. Today, Aizawa was tired of watching Bakugo let himself rot away in his bed.

As soon as he heard Bakugo moving in the bed, he walked into the room. "Enough of this. Kaminari wouldn't want you to let yourself wither away like this. He would want you to keep on living." He signed to Bakugo.

Bakugo flipped him off. "You don't know him the way I do."

Aizawa rolled his eyes. "I know him well enough. Get up. You're taking a shower today. You're eating something and / or drinking water. It's time." He signed as he walked towards him. Bakugo curled into a ball.

Aizawa pulled him out of the bed, and Bakugo didn't really have the energy to fight him. It made him dizzy to stand up. He almost fell, but Aizawa held him up.

"I can't... I can't do this without him..." He whispered.

"You have to move on... you need closure. You need to make a decision. His body has been in that freezer for a week. You have to put him to rest." He signed to him.

He helped him to the shower. He knew he wouldn't do it on his own. Aizawa treated him like an infant. He stripped him out of his clothes and helped into the warm shower.

"Me, and Sparky used to take a shower together every night... what am I going to do?... we did everything together..." Bakugo started crying again. He couldn't help it.

Aizawa just listened as he washed Bakugo's hair. He didn't care that his clothes were getting wet. He rinses Bakugo's hair. He turned him around to face him. "Can you wash your own body? We can talk more when we're done here." He signed.

He nodded that he would wash himself.

Aizawa walked out of the bathroom but stayed close by just in case. He picked out clothes for Bakugo to put on. After Bakugo emerged from the bathroom, he was already out of energy. Aizawa had to help him get dressed. "Hearing aids?" He signs to him.

Bakugo shook his head. He didn't want to hear anything.

"Ok." Aizawa was going to push him to try to do little things, but he wasn't here to force him to use his hearing aids. It seemed like that would be a big step for Bakugo, and he wasn't ready for that.

Bakugo wanted to lay back down, but he also knew that Aizawa wouldn't let him.

Bakugo grabbed one of Kaminari's Pikachu hoodies and pulled it over his head. He let Aizawa drag him to the kitchen. He sat as Aizawa made him food. He tried to eat it, but he got nauseous and threw up.

"You need to drink water even if you can't eat." He signs and brings him a glass of water.

Bakugo nods to him and sips the water.

"Can we start the process? Do you want to cremate him, bury, or something else?" He signs.

Bakugo hesitantly nods. "He told me he wants to be cremated."

"Ok. Aizawa started filling out the papers. He had bakugo sign the papers when it was needed. He asked him what he wanted. Once they were done, Bakugo had cried and told Aizawa more random facts about their relationship.

Bakugo fell asleep on the couch. Aizawa had to carry him to his bed.

A week later was the day of the memorial. He wore a mask and sunglasses so people wouldn't watch him cry. He went home that night and cried while getting drunk. He stared at the urn for an hour. He grabbed Kaminari's chargebolt hoodie. The same one he gave him the day he left.

"Why couldn't you just stay home? Why did you have to leave me?" He started crying again, rubbing the hood against his cheek because it still smelt like Kaminari. For a split second, he felt comfort. He felt the familiar arms of Kaminari wrapping his arms around Bakugo's waist like he always did.

Bakugo gasped, looking around. "Sparky...? .... fuck... fuck!..." Bakugo dropped to his knees with his hands slapped against the ground. Explosions crackling against the wood floor. "YOU CANT MAKE ME FALL SO FAR IN LOVE WITH YOU AND THEN DO THIS TO ME!! AHHHHH! WHY?! WHY WERE YOU TAKEN FROM ME!? I WAS SO LUCKY TO HAVE YOU! NOW ALL MY WANT TO STILL BE LIVE IS GONE! I NEEDED YOU, AND YOU LEFT ME!"

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Bakugo went MIA for four years. He paid off his apartment for 6 years with his savings. No one heard from him. Aizawa was having a hard time finding him. Kirishima couldn't find him at all. They looked for him until they had to assume that he was dead. They thought it was strange that his apartment was paid off. So they left it as it was just in case he came back alive.

He wasn't dead. He was hunting.

He found the man that got away. The man who killed his fiance. He didn't turn him in. He tortured him. He kept the man alive for months. He tortured him to the brink of death over and over. He wanted to get revenge, and revenge was so sweet. He kept the man chained up in a cave. The man would scream and beg for forgiveness, but Bakugo wasn't satisfied until he was mangled and barely breathing.

When the man's body gave out, and he officially died. He threw his body away in the middle of the ocean while on his way back home. "I did it, baby... I got him... I should've been there. I should've been on that mission with you... b-but I killed him for you. I love you..."

Bakugo got back to his apartment, which was exactly the way he left it. It seemed like someone had been staying there, but no one was there at the moment. He figured it was just Kirishima. He looked in the mirror for the first time in years. He had a beard, a mustache. His hair was long. He looked unkempt, feral. He was feral.

He dragged himself to the shower. He shaved his face completely and cut his own hair to have an undercut. He was now ready to move forward. He knew that Kaminari would always be with him because Kaminari had visited him in his dreams many times. He told him it was time to let go and that he would be fully with him again one day.

Bakugo felt a bit better now that that man was dead in the ocean as fish food.

It took him another year to put his hearing aids back in. Hearing the world without Kaminari in it always made him sad. He would just hope to hear that voice calling out to him, but he knew it would never happen.

Bakugo lived his life the best he could. He never took another lover. If anyone got too close, he would push them away. The pain of loving someone so much, then losing them, was too much for him to deal with again.

Bakugo died 4 years later in an accident while trying to save a person from a building that was collapsing. He saved the person but lost his life as he fell from a 10-story building. Bakugo died on impact. The man lived with some injuries that put him in a coma.

He didn't know he died at first… until he saw that familiar lightning bolt in yellow hair. Kaminari's spirit was standing amongst the chaos. "Sparky…?... SPARKY!" He ran to him. He wrapped his arms around his waist, picking him up.

"I never fully left you, my love… I refused to pass on until I had my best friend by my side…" Kaminari smiled and kissed Bakugo for the first time in years. Bakugo started crying from happiness. He could finally hear him, touch him, kiss him. That's all he ever wanted….

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Scrambled Eggs review

We get to see the Hotel crew interacting without Alastor for a change, while Alastor meets up with some old pals when babysitting the Eggs.

There are Razzle and Dazzle, I was wondering where they were after the first episode.

With this being Hell, Pentious’ paranoia and want to defend himself must be common with the people. Maybe if there were less demons with asshole or perverted personalities we’d see that. Plus if this continues HH and HB is going to become like Family Guy and depend on that kind of stuff for every joke.

We finally got a name for the scientist from the pilot, Odette.

Carmilla Carmine, an Overlord centered on weapons. Her introduction could lead to some interesting fights.

Vaggie is kind of right, just because someone flips you off, doesn’t mean they want you dead. Niffty on the other hand is someone you should always worry about as she will likely want to do more than murder you.

It’s another example of how we wouldn’t have gotten the storyline if it happened, but I’m surprised Charlie or Vaggie (mostly Charlie) didn’t bring up the idea of having the Eggs join as part of the Hotel’s staff. They look like they could try and aid in cleaning and repair.

I also do like that Charlie didn’t, as so far I’ve seen a lot of examples where Vaggie sacrifices more in the relationship, so I’m counting this as an example of Charlie taking Vaggie’s word/side.

They made the famous Alastor pic of him eating deer into an animation!

BTW with his room being part swamp and the writer’s love of making memes, how long before we get a Kermit the Frog joke from this? If the writers ever decide to do that, they should get YouTuber DevilArtemis to help since he knows a lot about Kermit :)

Another change in Al’s voice when he said “that’s a lot less fun”. Now thinking back to the last episode, Vox had something similar going on with his voice so maybe it’s a common trait for sinners like them but I feel like that is a too simple reason for Alastor of all characters.

Another example of Charlie’s reality altering illusions. Did I ever mention who I think she could fight in an episode of Death Battle?

Is Vaggie afraid to lead people? It is an interesting idea but we have seen her doing just that before, though I guess those previous time could be considered “angry outburst/feelings”. I am one of the people who thinks Vaggie is a former Exorcist and if there is the slightest chance that is true, I could see this being a reason why she left. A bit off topic but going back to something I said in my Overture review, this also would have worked for the alternate idea of how it was common for Heaven losing Exorcist every year till now, as maybe they “lost” some because they quit during/after Exterminations.

Technically Husk did catch Angel, so there is trust their but annoy him and he’ll stop helping.

IDK how to describe it, but its nice seeing the fun art style that Angel and Cherri were drawn as in the pilot return for Angel, Husk, and Pentious here.

With the situation you and Hell are in Charlie, any progress should be considered good.

So that guy’s name is Zestial Modre. You think he talks that way because he is chronologically very old, or just for effect as I’m guessing he’s the Overlord of Fear? You think DC Comics/Warner Bros. would be okay with Vivzie if she gave Zestial a power similar to Scarecrow’s fear gas or have his full demon form look similar to Parallax, the emotional entity of Fear? Viv worked with Disney for a bit, so I bet Warner Bros. would be okay if it meant getting one over their rival company.

If you turn on subtitles, one of the Egg Bois is named Frank. I recall it being said that the Eggs are cloned from an original Egg, so could Frank be said original?

Sure Al, nothing suspicious happened during your break.

Not even the Eggs know about the name thing.

An Overlord meeting!

I recall Zilla being tall, but not THAT tall. Also does any still ship her with that guy she was seen with in the pilot, the one who was laughing at Charlie and said they should leave?

Nearly everyone in Hell has sharped teeth, so how is Rosie any different Frank?

Apparently the VA of Carmilla is also a dancer, fitting given how Carmilla looks like a ballerina. Also as LK Yusei Fudo would say, “what is up with her hair”?

“Older generation vs. never generation” trope. How long before Velvette makes a “okay boomer” joke?

The Exorcist severed head! Didn’t see that coming!

Now apparently there are theories of Lilith being disguised as Rosie, which I could see, but I do want to point out that she was shocked at the severed Exorcist head. Lilith seems like a kind of actor, so she could have acted being surprised but it’s still something that should be pointed out.

Looks like Zestial agrees with me that it’s possible that something else could have killed the Exorcist. Also that it sounds like he IS very old, maybe even older than Sir Pentious.

I’m wondering if this scene could help later on if there is a future scene where people blame Charlie for moving up the next Extermination, but then Alastor and maybe the other Overlords defend her by revealing the severed head. If it means preventing Charlie from having a “all is hopeless” scene then I hope it does.

It is interesting that the sinners are divided about if they should use the knowledge of knowing Exorcist could be killed to fight back or wait till they either learn more or to not risk having the whole Pride Ring population be wiped out. Both sides make sense but also have their flaws.

Looks like Angel and Cherri have some competition with Zestial and Carmilla for the title of number 1 BFFS.

“Respectless” is my favorite HH song so far. Really love how it switches between opera music and rap.

HOLY CRAP ODETTE AND CARMILLA ARE RELATED!!! THIS is going to be fun and lead to some interesting discussions, like is she (and the other girl Odette is always with) adopted or did Carmilla and the others die and get sent to Hell around the same time?

Again I get that this is an M rated show, but the series is already good enough that I don’t think it always need to rely on extreme violence and NSFW stuff, as it kind of killed the mood after seeing what happened in the next see. Again, Family Guy.

WHY!

Another example of why the “Vaggie is a former Exorcist” theory could be true.

I bet Vaggie has been dreaming about thrown Angel to his doom XD.

Liking how Charlie said there are other ways to solve things, going back to an older comment about her and Lilith having different views of how to make Hell thrive.

I’m going to count this as Charlie and Vaggie’s first fight, but at least it’s a good one since its just Vaggie being mad at herself of her lack of leadership and Charlie being mad (more annoyed/concerned) of Vaggie unnecessarily blaming herself.

Confirmation that the other girl (named Clara) is also Carmilla’s daughter.

So Carmilla killed the exorcist. OR MAYBE she witnessed who really did and had to promise to not tell or else something bad would really happen to the point being the fall gal would be a slap on the wrist in comparison.

With Carmilla being against fighting Heaven, I wonder if she could become a potential Hell based ally of Charlie’s in the future. They both want to protect the people they care about from Heaven so I don’t see why not.

Vaggie’s line of “There’s so much I wished that I could say”, is ANOTHER possible hint at Vaggie’s Exorcist past.

Another great song, showing how similar Carmilla and Vaggie are, which again could help in making a future alliance between the Hotel and Overlord.

Yeah I shouldn’t be surprised that Alastor is going to keep the Exorcist info hidden, since he loves chaos. Also a possible an ally of that Roo character, who is on my list of possible characters being behind everything.

Again, Charlie and Vaggie are cute!

It’s adorable to see Pen sleep with the eggs like an actual snake.

SEE! THE EGGS CAN LEARN!

“character not realizing the dumb/innocent/etc. character is actually talking about something real and big to the story” trope.

I’m late bringing this up, but does anyone else think there should be end credit segments at the end of SOME episodes? I mean thanks to movies and videogames it is a surprise when there aren’t any, plus it would have been fun in some cases. Maybe they’ll do one for the season finale.

That was great episode! We got Overlords, great songs, hilarity, and some big reveals.

I really like the idea of Carmilla being a mother, as it adds more to the “always serious businesswoman” vibe she gives off. I’m also hoping it leads to pics where her daughters spend time with their “Uncle Zestial”. Speaking of which, he was a good new character to look about, reminds me a lot of Jack Skellington with a pinch of DC’s Scarecrow with his interest in fear.

We also got news about the dead Exorcist and while I’m okay if Carmilla did kill it with a weapon, I still like the idea of how she is taking the blame or else she will suffer by the hands of the true culprit. It also brings up the drama as the Vs could make this worse for everyone if they decide to get people to fight the Exorcist. At least if they do and fail, Charlie will no longer be the target of the sinner’s anger.

Nothing that bad besides that one creepy NSFW scene as it was annoying that it happened after a pretty big scene.Leave your thoughts about the episode below.

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GSA Knights screenshot edit Part 2

I had those luciding again where I dreamed again about them being in the actual episodes so I decided to draw them again like is it me or am I getting those nostalgia feeling plus I added subtitles :3

I had a feeling I wanna to make KRBAY comic strips about GSA knights & it made me wanna to draw some KRBAY fanfic comic like what if that was a deleted episode or the episode was gonna happen back then it was a thought of my mind where I had those dreams kind of thing so I decided to edit it again :]

SPOILERS for the upcoming scenes The comic strips is going to be called The Knights came to town but giving you some details but not alot cause more will come and be doing with KRBAY artstyle and smt will keep Tiff shocked for the next part forgot to mentioned it will be 10 pictures of this comic ^w^

It’s about GSA knights that we’re getting off the ship to see the view after the war is over I’m assuming where Tiff and Tuff plus Kirby see them at night then the next day where cappy town were decorating and being festive plus the food for GSA knights for their visit then one day Kirby, Tiff and Tuff as well GSA a knights were bumping each other and met and let’s see what happened next….also the rest will be later on and I will be super busy after making few art/fanarts :)

Arthur as he has the Star & gives the history of GSA Knights

Dragato:as he was protecting Tuff as sort of monsters

Nonsurat: reaching her hand out to tiff as she wants to trust her not to tell anyone about her true self ( her real gender as female and real voice as well )

Falspar: pulling the prank on King dedede by thinking it was just a chair itself but it was actually springing thing for the chair XDD

- 🎨💠Mercy💠🎨 :3

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[CN] MLQC Lucien Mind Quest: Slow Motion Fireworks translation

do⚠️ SPOILER ALERT!! ⚠️

This post contains a detailed spoiler for a date that has not been released in EN yet! Feel free to notify me if there are any mistakes in the translation~

I staggered and stumbled into Lucien's chest, my hands haphazardly pulling his already loose tie, causing his slightly open shirt to spread open completely.

I couldn't help but be captured by the charming bareness in front of me. His muscle tightened and then relaxed following our rhythm.

Like a vague provocative tease.

As if falling into his silent trap, my fingers were drawn to caress his bare skin, feeling the hard, clear lines beneath it.

My fingertips were tinged by the burning heat, and I slowly traced from the hard abdomen to his chest.

Translation under the cut!

(T/N:!! uploaded the full SP MQ on youtube with subtitle because I simply love how the bgm and voice add to the tension)

[Chapter 1]

MC: Hmm… A little more to the left, up a bit…Yes, yes, that's it! Now it's symmetrical!

MC: Lucien, what do you think?

While talking, I pulled Lucien back to the corridor, "appreciating" the New Year's arrangement that we had worked hard on all afternoon with satisfaction.

There are still a few days until New Year's Eve. We plan to keep everything simple and celebrate the New Year at home. So these days, the time after work has been reserved for our tacit project.

I took Lucien's arm and approached him.

MC: Do you think the new look is perfect~?

Lucien: I think it's hard not to be perfect with the Great Producer herself being in charge.

MC: Hmph, sooner or later, I will steal "The Art of Speaking: The Encyclopedia of Praising People" written by the Great Professor Lucien and study it carefully.

Lucien: Then, the next time I say something from my heart, I'll remember to write it down before I say it. So this curious student won't be disappointed.

He smiled with curved eyebrows and a serious tone as if he was simply stating a matter of fact.

MC: I-I can't beat you! Quick, put the stool away and go inside.

While Lucien put the footstool into the storage room, I put the holly into the vase in the entrance and hung a few small red lanterns on the fortune tree.

Just as I was happily taking out my phone to take pictures and record them, an alert popped up on the screen at an untimely moment-

"Unable to Save, Insufficient Storage Available"

MC: ...

Lucien: Looks like another big project will take place tonight.

Lucien: I wonder which unfortunate photos will be deleted by MC this time.

MC: There may also be unlucky app that will turn into dust.

Hearing Lucien's joking words, I couldn't help sticking out my tongue. I dragged him to sit on the sofa and nestled my whole body into his arms.

His familiar warmth gave me a sense of relief, and I couldn't resist nuzzling into the nook of his neck.

Then I skillfully opened the album, emptied the "recently deleted", and slid my finger to enter the thumbnail mode. A colorful mosaic instantly came into view.

I clicked on the last deleted section and went through the photos from that time one by one.

MC: Hahaha, this sticker pack is too funny. How did I save so much?

Lucien: Judging from the saving time at 02:28, this question should be easily answered.

MC: Hehe, Professor Lucien's eyes shouldn't be so sharp~

MC: Check out this barbecue… Is it the one near the institute?

Lucien: I think so. And if I remember correctly, we wanted to eat hot pot on that day, but we accidentally walked into this barbecue restaurant and got a delicious surprise.

MC: So, should we go and relive this delicacy tomorrow after work?

We had a little chat. Lucien raised his hand to stroke my bangs and suddenly changed the subject.

Lucien: Actually, I found something interesting.

MC: Hmm?

Lucien: Each time you clear your phone's memory, you seem to enjoy the process of flipping through your albums more than cleaning it.

MC: ...Yes, that's true. Perhaps "recalling" is the most important thing for me when it comes to organizing albums.

MC: You can save your photos in the cloud to solve the trouble of deleting them whenever you don't have enough memory.

MC: But I'd rather have the hassle and see these memories whenever I click on the album.

MC: After all, since I don't have a super brain like Professor Lucien, I can only use some stupid methods~

As I was talking, my fingertips passed over a beautiful landscape photo. I thought about it for a second and then prepared to press delete.

Lucien: Hold on a second.

I looked at Lucien with some confusion.

Lucien: I remember that this photo is lucky enough to have "survived" last week's session.

Lucien: At that time, the Great Producer said that the composition and light of this landscape were worth studying, so she wanted to keep it as a template for us to follow in our travels.

MC: It seems to be the case…

MC: But surprisingly, I could still feel the same feeling it used to give me when I saw it last week... Is it the visual impact?

MC: But today, I don't seem to feel it at all. It's just a simple and beautiful landscape picture.

Lucien: Is that so?

Lucien paused and faintly lowered his eyes.

Lucien: I think it may be because human emotions are very sensitive.

Lucien: It brings you pleasure for a fixed moment, and the emotion associated with it only stays in that moment.

Lucien: So when it is not "stimulating" enough for you to respond in the present, the brain receives a signal that allows you to conclude that it is "not important".

MC: It sounds like a somewhat cruel process...

MC: But both the phone memory and the brain are limited. I just want my limited memory to record what I want to remember.

Lucien softly laughed, his eyes twinkling as he looked at me.

Lucien: It seems that things that are not "exciting" enough can't have a place to MC.

Lucien: Even if they only existed for a short time, it is difficult to escape the possibility of being forgotten or abandoned.

Seeing that he was talking about it in a serious way, I couldn't refrain from reaching out and hooking my arm around his neck, slightly narrowing the distance between us.

MC: Isn't it because Professor Lucien is by my side?

MC: I wouldn't worry about losing the "excitement" in my life. Because I have someone who can always keep my life fresh.

Lucien: Then, in order to live up to this expectation...

He lowered his head and dropped a gentle, light kiss on my lips as he said that.

Lucien: (whisper) I have to work harder than I imagined.

[Interlude- Lucien's Exclusive Radio: On a Whim]

Pete: Professor, the results of today's experiment are expected to be available tomorrow afternoon.

Pete: Do I need to call you after the results are out?

Lucien: No need. I won't be in Loveland City tomorrow.

Pete: Are you going on a business trip tomorrow?

Lucien: Pete, do I seem like a workaholic to you?

Pete: …You misunderstood, Professor. I had just never heard about your vacation before.

Pete: Then I will compile the experiment's results into a report and send it to your email address.

Lucien: Thanks for the hard work.

Pete: Professor, since I am curious, I would like to ask you a question… Are you going to travel on vacation?

Lucien: Well, not really. Just an unplanned decision to sail on a cruise.

Pete: So sudden? Oh, I see, it must be the idea of your family member.

Lucien: It is my idea.

Lucien: With New Year's Eve just a few days away, it's the perfect time to take a short cruise.

Pete: I see~ So, Professor, which route are you going to choose? It's almost New Year's Eve. I want to take my family out to have fun too.

Lucien: It's still undecided.

Lucien: Because I was just about to book a ticket.

Pete: Oh, oh! I will not bother you.

(Lucien calling someone)

Customer Service: Hello, this is the special line for the cruise ticket purchase. How can I help you?

Lucien: Hello, I saw on the internet that tomorrow there is a trip to the neighboring sea. Are there any tickets left?

Customer Service: Please wait for a moment.

Customer Service: Are you talking about the two-day, two-night trip that leaves tomorrow in the early evening?

Lucien: Yes.

Customer Service: Yes, there are some. What should I call you?

Lucien: Doctor X.

Customer Service: Doctor X, let me confirm with you that we have a special feature on our cruise-

Customer Service: In order to provide a more pure enjoyable experience, the signal is completely blocked once the ship is sailing.

Customer Service: WiFi service is still provided, but it is an additional purchase. Is this acceptable to you?

Lucien: Of course, I chose this cruise because of this feature.

Customer Service: Okay, how many tickets do you need?

Lucien: Two.

Customer Service: Do you share a room?

Lucien: Book me two rooms that are next to each other.

Lucien: If possible, please try to arrange a quiet floor for us.

Customer Service: Okay. I will send the ticket information to your phone later.

Lucien: Just send me my ticket information.

Lucien: The other ticket information can be sent directly to this lady. I will read out her number.

[Chapter 2]

The receding scenery outside the car window passed me by, and I was still in a trance when I looked at the cruise ticket information on my phone screen.

MC: ...Lucien.

MC: Are you sure we're not going shopping for New Year's Eve but going to the pier for a cruise?

Lucien: I think I already answered this question when you received your ticket information.

Lucien's voice came from the end of the receiver.

Lucien: It's not a scam, nor is it a prank.

Lucien: We indeed have a two-day, two-night cruise waiting for us.

MC: But you didn't mention this trip at all until now, and… Why don't we go together?

Lucien: If I were to say that I was trying to copy a certain Miss Kidnapper, would you accept that as a reason?

(a reference to Devotion Date :")

His soft voice is wrapped in a smile, and when I listen closely, I can hear the sound of the waves lapping against the rocks.

MC: Then I now seriously suspect that this "kidnapping" was premeditated!

Lucien: You wronged me. It's really just a "whim".

MC: Are you going to say, "No matter how rigorous a scientist is, there are times when he doesn't plan"?

Lucien: (chuckle) Here's the thing. Just allow this guy to get hotheaded and self-indulgent for once.

Lucien chuckled very shallowly, which led me to raise my eyebrows. He slowly opened his mouth as if guessing what else I wanted to say.

Lucien: I chose this cruise because it will return to Loveland City before New Year's Eve.

Lucien: I don’t think it’ll affect our planned New Year’s Eve dinner.

Lucien: So, for the rest of the trip, Miss MC just needs to enjoy this unexpected trip. I'll see you on the cruise.

After successfully checking in, the staff led me to my room.

The warm sunlight poured in from the terrace, and the sea breeze carrying the water vapor gave a light gold coating to the scenery in front of us.

The large room is neat and bright, but there is no trace of luggage, let alone a person.

Strange, where is Lucien? He should have boarded the ship before me.

MC: Excuse me, is there another gentleman in this room who hasn't checked in yet?

Staff: The only guest information shown here is that of Miss MC.

MC: ...?

I was stunned for a moment. After thinking about it, I took out my mobile phone but found that there was no signal. I hurriedly walked outside with my mobile phone in hand, but the signal was only restored to one bar.

Staff: Miss MC, I'd like to introduce you again. Our cruise's special feature is blocking the signal after we go to sea.

Staff: The goal is to provide cruise guests with the ultimate experience and to enjoy a cruise that is not dominated by the information age but rather to focus on themselves.

Staff: If you have special circumstances, you can contact the service desk for a WiFi purchase.

MC: …Okay, thank you.

After sending off the enthusiastic staff, I couldn't help but sigh. How do I get in touch with Lucien?

I circled the room. Perhaps because of my sixth sense, I vaguely feel that I can find something

Finally, I found a crumpled post-it note on the floor of the entrance door, which appeared to have slipped through the door.

I leaned down to pick it up and saw familiar handwriting.

MC: "Looking forward to meeting you by chance."

For a moment, I felt as if I could see the expression on his face as he wrote this line.

The corners of his lips are drawn up, and he probably curved his eyes.

Although I couldn't guess what this Great Professor was thinking, I couldn't let him down if he was waiting for me to find him.

Without hesitation, I picked up the cruise brochure on the table and left the room.

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20 minutes later.

The red sunset has been swallowed by the ocean, and the sea breeze is gently blowing, but it does not dispel the anxiety in my heart.

I looked in almost every place I thought Lucien would go, from the library to the screening room and coffee shop, but I still couldn't find him.

MC: Where on earth did this guy run off to….

I pursed my lips and wondered if I was going in the wrong direction.

If Lucien is not where he might be, then maybe he's where I don't think he'll be?

With this in mind, I went to the nearest bar to try my luck.

As my vision becomes dim, the sound of loud music rushes into my ears. The air is filled with the scent of alcohol, and the ambiguous atmosphere corrupts the senses.

Within the mottled light and shadow, the whole world seems to be tinted with a hazy sense of unreality.

I saw the figure my heart longed for almost at a glance.

Lucien wore slim-fitting strappy pants, and his collar was wide open. He combed up almost all of his bangs. The light refracted beneath his eyes, making those eyes appear even brighter.

He slightly narrowed his eyes at the countless expectant eyes and raised his hand to throw the dart in his hand.

In the next second, the dart landed squarely in the bullseye.

Crowd: Whoa-

Bartender: Congratulations to the gentleman who scored another 50 points and succeeded in securing the victory!

Lucien: Thanks, I appreciate it. It's just good luck.

Amidst the cheers surrounded by the crowd, Lucien nodded in appreciation. The smile on his face was always mild.

I seemed to be completely nailed to the spot, unable to take my eyes off the person in front of me.

He moved in a way that I am familiar with, yet it was as though everything was different.

For a moment, I couldn't even tell what the cause of this restlessness was.

Lucien cast his gaze over and bumped into me.

My heart inexplicably beat a bit faster. I was about to walk towards him, but Lucien naturally averted his eyes and turned his head to joke with the people beside him.

MC: Eh?

Didn't he see me? I vaguely felt that this person must have done it on purpose, so I pretended to walk back and forth naturally in his peripheral vision, secretly observing.

But Lucien remained calm as if he didn't care about my existence at all.

It was as if I was isolated in a small world, separated from all the noise around me, filled with only one person in my heart and eyes.

Bartender: Anyone else wants to challenge our Mr. Challenger?

MC: I... I want to challenge him!

I didn't expect my voice to be so loud that the atmosphere seemed to be silent for half a second.

When I came to my senses, all eyes fell on me, along with the person I had been looking at.

[Interlude- Lucien's Memory Silhouette: Special Game]

People are coming and going in the corridor of the cruise ship, and the tourists are confirming their room numbers one by one.

Lucien stood in front of the door of one of the rooms, bent down a little, and slipped a sticky note through the door's crack.

The passing tourists just looked at him and smiled politely when they saw his elegant manner without asking further questions.

Lucien stood up, lifted his hand to confirm the time, then turned around and left the corridor.

He wanted to play a little word game with her to kick off the cruise trip with some special "excitement".

As smart as she is, she will not fail to discover this little hidden secret.

But he still hoped she would find the clues he left behind as soon as possible and then find him.

Lucien aimlessly came to the front of the deck, watching people enter one after another from the boarding gate, and his gaze unconsciously lingered for a while longer.

He has to admit that he was looking forward to her familiar figure.

But now is not the right time.

There is still a lot to do before they "reunite".

Lucien looked away, walked to the cruise ship's bar, and ordered a non-alcoholic mojito from the bar.

This was probably the last place she would have thought of, at least not so early.

But it's enough to show that meeting here will bring them something different.

Waiter: Your Mojito.

Lucien: Thank you.

Lucien lowered his head and took a sip, the refreshing and stimulating taste smeared between his lips and teeth. He couldn't wait to recommend this drink to the girl.

With that in mind, he turned on his phone and habitually tried to check if a call had come in, but the space in the upper right corner reminded him that there was no signal there.

So he scrolled the screen twice and unconsciously opened his photo album.

The photos on the screen were so well organized that he couldn't resist recalling the thumbnails of her albums.

Not only are the colors rich, but sometimes there are even several remarkably similar photos in a row.

When compared to her photo album, his own album seems to be quite monotonous.

But all of them are related to her.

It is like when you plant a flower, you record it from when it is still a seed until the moment it blooms.

Lucien recalled the girl's slightly distressed expression due to the lack of memory on her phone and unconsciously smiled softly.

He always planned and arranged everything, so he never encountered the problem she was struggling with.

But her look as if she is facing the world's problems is very cute, which makes him feel much happier when he thinks about it these days.

In this happy mood, Lucien quickly finished drinking the mojito in his hand.

The bar gradually becomes more and more lively, with people's desire for the festival and the wonder of exploring the cruise ship showing in their expression.

What will her expression look like when she sees him here?

Will her eyes widen slightly, or will she purse her lips in puzzlement?

Lucien again admitted that he had added a few more expectations for her appearance.

To be precise, he was looking forward to seeing her with each passing second.

He glanced down at the time again. It would take some time to get from home to the pier. She should still be on her way.

Even he who had been able to spend several years waiting for an experimental result peacefully, now began to feel a little impatient because of this expectation.

He even opened 3 match game by accident, and after absent-mindedly playing a few levels, he suddenly heard a round of applause from behind him.

Lucien followed the sound and found a group of tourists playing darts, seemingly playing in some kind of competition.

He observed for a moment as if realizing something and looked in the direction of the bar entrance.

From the entrance, the darts game is right in the middle of the bar, the most visible part of the entire bar.

Lucien slowly stood up and walked towards the lively crowd.

He wanted her to see him at a glance.

[Chapter 3]

The crowd tacitly dispersed to two sides, and suddenly a narrow road leading to Lucien was spread out in front of me.

I belatedly took a deep breath and walked towards him. Faced with my probing eyes, Lucien calmly looked back.

Lucien: I accept this lady's challenge.

.....Still pretending not to know me? All right, then I will play along with you.

I suppressed the complex emotions in my heart, turned my gaze to the bartender, cleared my throat, and slightly lifted my chin.

MC: What are the rules of the challenge? Or…

I deliberately stretched out the end of my sentence and turned my gaze to Lucien, putting on a polite smile.

MC: Are the rules set by this Mr. Challenger?

Lucien leisurely looked at me and raised his eyebrows as if he didn't expect me to say that.

Lucien: Is it true that no matter what my rules are, this lady will definitely obey them?

MC: Absolutely. Since I'm challenging you, of course I will respect your requirements.

Lucien: [chuckle] Okay.

He didn't hesitate to speak and even curved his lips in a good mood. I suddenly felt diffident and quickly spoke up before he could propose any unreasonable rules

MC: …But I have one small request.

MC: Actually, I was a little nervous because Mr. Challenger seemed to be very good at this kind of game.

MC: I'm also sincere about the challenge, so please don't make it difficult for me. I hope your rules are simple and easy to understand.

Lucien: I've always admired girls with a lot of courage, so naturally, I won't intentionally make things difficult.

Humph, you better be.

He ignored my stabbing glare and pretended to think seriously for a moment.

Lucien: My rules are simple.

Lucien: You have three chances to throw. If the cumulative points of those three chances are more than 50, you will win the challenge.

Lucien: What do you think, brave lady?

His words stirred up a lot of discussion among the crowd, as if everyone didn't expect Lucien's rules to be so simple, and there was even some suspicion that he was throwing the game.

MC: Since Mr. Challenger is so "generous", I can't disappoint this kindness.

Looking at the taunting look at the corner of Lucien's mouth, I gritted my teeth and picked up a dart, carefully gauging the angle. I can't let him underestimate me!

But the result of "careful calculation" is that one miss, one 25 points.

MC: ...

A thin layer of sweat seeped out of my palms as I looked at the dartboard in front of me. I took a deep breath and forced myself to calm down.

I still have a chance, as long as I get double points on the last try…

Lucien: [chuckle]...

The familiar soft laugh came to my ears and instantly disturbed my thoughts. I looked at the perpetrator with some annoyance. He was facing the bar and slightly raised his fingertips.

Lucien: One non-alcoholic mojito please.

Lucien: For the lady.

After he finished speaking, he looked at me with a meaningful smile on the corner of his mouth.

Lucien: I think you might need a little more time. While I don't mind waiting, the outcome of this challenge now seems to have attracted too much attention.

Lucien: Maybe it's time to let the curtain fall.

Following Lucien's gaze, I realized that twice as many people had surrounded the surrounding area as earlier.

My cheeks felt a little hot, I lowered my head and rubbed the dart repeatedly, but I was still not ready to throw it.

At that moment, a brightly colored drink slowly appeared in my view. I raised my eyes, and my gaze collided with Lucien's.

Lucien: But if this lady would like to be friends with me...

Lucien: I'll voluntarily admit defeat in this challenge.

His low and deep voice was tainted with an inexplicable flirtation, and my heart suddenly missed half a beat.

The light cast an obscure shadow on Lucien's face, adding a bit of unpredictable danger to those smiling eyes.

He looked like he was expecting an answer or simply admiring the object's reaction in his hand.

I reached out and gently placed my fingers on the bottom of the glass to push it towards Lucien, my fingertips inadvertently brushing against his fingers.

In this challenge that I knew I didn't have much chance of winning, I chose to outsmart him.

MC: Thank you sir, for your kindness, but I still want to try again.

MC: Why don't you teach me by hand? Is that okay?

Lucien's eyes moved slightly as if he were a little surprised. Amidst the booing, he quietly walked behind me and slightly bowed his body.

My back instantly felt warm, and his breath fluttered against my ear, tickling it.

Lucien: Then I'd like to ask for your cooperation.

As he said that, he gently took my hand and led me to bend my arm as he did.

His broad palm wrapped tightly around the back of my hand, and his fingertips suddenly tickled my palm twice in a restless manner.

MC: (blush) You...

Lucien: Don't be distracted. Focus.

His righteous tone was as if he was not the one who did the little action.

Before I could react, he held my wrist with a slight force-

In a smooth parabola, the dart hit the one he had left on the target earlier, firmly striking into the bullseye.

My eyes widened in surprise, and I instantly thought of a perverse idea.

MC: This should be considered as my third chance.

MC: Does that mean I've won the challenge, Mr. Challenger?

I slightly distanced myself from him and winked slyly at Lucien. He sighed in feigned regret and extended his hand toward me in a friendly manner.

Lucien: Mm, you won.

Lucien: It's a pleasure to meet you, this brave, beautiful and clever lady.

Lucien: Now, can we sit down and have a drink?

MC: Of course we can. It would be my pleasure.

I cocked my head pretentiously, gently shook his finger, and withdrew my hand. I looked down and took a sip of my mojito.

The refreshing taste washed away the warmth that had been in my chest since earlier, making my whole body much more comfortable.

The misty light passing through the wine glasses cast colorful light spots on the wall. As the light dimmed, the joyful music changed into a lingering dance song.

(Cue his 5th birthday bgm 🥺)

Scattered people walk onto the dance floor, hugging and clinging to sway along to the melody.

I raised my head and found Lucien's eyes waiting for a long time.

MC: As a thank you for the mojito, may I ask you to dance, sir?

Lucien: It was my negligence to let the lady ask first. I don't think I have any reason to refuse you.

In the lazy melody, Lucien stepped on the beat and took a small step to the left, elegantly extending his hand as if in invitation.

But the moment I approached him, an irresistible force wrapped around my waist and guided me to spin around.

My mind went blank for a moment, and I instinctively clung to Lucien's shoulders, trying to clutch the only fulcrum among the imbalance.

MC: …Y-you, wait a minute!

He didn't give me time to catch my breath. His broad palm slowly moved up to my back, causing a tingling feeling, and then powerfully swept me into his arms.

The scorching breath swept over the tip of my nose, and there seemed to be some kind of emotion swirling in those deep eyes.

Lucien: (whisper) What if I say I don't want to wait anymore?

Lucien: (chuckle, then continuing his whisper) We have wasted some time, so we should hurry now.

MC: You… You are simply unreasonable! You're the one who left a message with no clue, so I had to spend a long time looking for you.

MC: It's hard to find you, but then you pretend to be a stranger, playing some kind of chance encounter game with me…

Looking at my feigned angry pout, Lucien raised his eyebrows with interest and took advantage of the change in the melodic beat to tug my wrist and embrace me from behind.

Lucien: But you played along very well, didn't you? I think you're having fun with it.

MC: And that's not because of you!

Lucien: Oh? What's wrong with me?

His earnest voice is wrapped in bright and bold confidence, so I can't resist lightly pinching the palm of his hand, breaking away from this somewhat flirtatious embrace.

Lucien smoothly hooked my little finger, and with a little force, he made me mess up my steps to go toward him again.

Lucien: Not going to answer?

He looked at me persistently, his deep eyes like a pool of water that would engulf me at any moment.

The strange emotion in my heart stirred and clamored quietly, making me raise my head unconsciously and look straight into his eyes.

MC: Do you want a straightforward answer or a tactful one?

Lucien: (chuckle) I want both.

MC: Aren't you being too cheeky?

Lucien: Mm, I'll admit that.

I couldn't stop my smile, and by some mysterious chance, I put my arms around his neck and let him lead me through the melody.

MC: Now that you are like this, you look like the Lucien I am familiar with.

Lucien: What kind of Lucien are you familiar with?

MC: He's just like you now, righteously rogue, openly wicked, a complete big bad villain.

Lucien: He sounds so bad.

I nod my head in agreement.

MC: But I like this kind of him very much.

The melodic rhythm suddenly became more passionate, and the intense tempo drowned out my pounding heart.

Lucien's eyes flickered. His dance steps suddenly accelerated, making me subconsciously catch up and tighten my arms around him,

Lucien: Do you only like this kind of him?

MC: Of course not… cough.

MC: You, why do you have so many questions! I have a bunch of questions that I haven't even asked yet.

I changed the subject awkwardly, secretly annoyed at my disobedient mouth. Fortunately, Lucien didn't chase the question. He raised his eyebrows, showing a look of listening attentively.

Only then did I realize that the distance between us had unknowingly become too close. I could clearly see his eyelashes fluttering as he breathed.

I don't know if it's because he slicked back his bangs, but today his subtle expressions seem to have become more vivid, or even more…

Alluring.

Lucien: Is your question in my face?

MC: …That is true as well.

MC: After all, I've hardly ever seen Professor Lucien put on hair wax. I don't know how good you are at bar games and…

MC: ..how good you are at dancing.

I said as I slipped my fingers through his straps, sliding them slowly down his collarbone to his chest, and with a wicked hook, I used the force to move away.

The music ends at this moment.

Lucien didn't let go of my hand; instead, he gently lifted my hand and bent down. A gentle kiss fell on the back of my hand, tickling the edge of my heart.

Lucien: When it comes to the first meeting, it is necessary to create a deep impression.

Lucien: It seems that my purpose has been achieved.

Lucien: I hope you'll have good dreams tonight. Beautiful lady, I'll see you tomorrow.

[Chapter 4]

I didn't sleep well all night.

I don't know how many times I rolled over, the thin sunlight squeezed through the cracks in the curtains, and it was finally dawn.

Last night, Lucien turned around and left after saying a few words without glancing back at me.

I returned to my room in a daze, and after a series of emotional struggles, I decided to wait and see what would happen.

But I didn't expect that the person who disturbed my thoughts all night would be staying in the room next to mine.

Perhaps while I was up all night thinking about him, he continued to plan things beyond my imagination wickedly.

And, of course it is also possible that he waited leisurely and calmly for my various reactions to appear.

I gritted my teeth and turned my gaze to the terrace next door.

Is he still up at this hour?

...Damn it, don't think about it anymore! I quickly shook my head, hoping my brain would recover, at least for a short time to enjoy the moment of relaxation.

??: Good morning, Miss Next Door. Did you sleep well last night?

MC: ....

A familiar voice sounded behind me, tinged with a lazy chuckle.

For a moment, I wondered if Lucien had some kind of superpower to listen to my inner voice.

I took a deep breath, forcing myself to be quiet for ten seconds before turning back, and changed to an unperturbed expression the moment I turned around.

The light swayed on his body and slipped into his eyes, creating gentle ripples.

Like yesterday, he slicked back his bangs, making the eyes looking at me look even more bewitching.

My heart beat faster than it should. I blinked at him and looked around in mock confusion.

MC: Are you talking to me?

MC: Sorry, I don't think I know you.

Lucien: Really?

Lucien: We had a dance last night. It breaks my heart if the lady forgets it so soon.

MC: Really?

I imitated his voice and pretended to look up and down at him.

MC: Oh~ I have a little impression.

MC: I'm sorry, I have a poor memory. The lights were too dim last night, and the dance was too short, so it's hard to remember.

He nodded thoughtfully and then changed the conversation.

Lucien: The lady seems to travel alone?

MC: …Yes, just, alone.

Hearing the undisguised teasing in his words, I maliciously popped out a few words, showing a flattering smile.

MC: You also seem to be alone too, sir. You are interesting, traveling on a cruise by yourself~

Lucien: Maybe it's because I want to meet someone who coincides with me.

MC: And, have you met them?

Lucien: Mm. But she didn't seem impressed with me.

Lucien: I'm also a little hesitant now. Not sure if I should take the initiative again….

MC: Of course, you should!

I subconsciously blurted out. Lucien's lips raised an inch of smile.

Lucien: What if she refuses?

MC: ...You should try it first.

Lucien: Then...

Lucien: Would you like to give me the opportunity to deepen your impression of me, the lady with poor memory?

His voice was soft as if it was melting with all the sunlight of a warm winter.

Looking at the neatly folded bathrobe on the sofa, I felt my ears getting a little hot.

Staff: Doctor X, your reservation for the ice sauna room is at 3:30 pm. You can change your clothes in the lounge and sit for a while.

Doctor.X? I looked at Lucien questioningly but found him nodding a little.

Perhaps feeling my persistent puzzled gaze, Lucien solemnly stretched out his hand towards me.

Lucien: I was in too much of a hurry last night and didn't have time to introduce myself.

Lucien: What's your name, Miss?

MC: ....

MC: Producer.MC.

As if he didn't expect me to say that, Lucien was stunned for a moment and then couldn't help laughing.

He lowered his head and came close to me, his overflowing breath brushing against my ear.

Lucien: (chuckle then whisper) The Great Producer can always do something beyond my imagination.

Lucien: (whisper) It's surprising, delightful… and joyful.

Without waiting for my reply, he turned around and naturally took off his coat as if he was planning to change.

It's as if the whisper was just a secret no one knew about.

Seeing that I didn't move, Lucien turned his head back, but his hands kept moving.

Lucien: Aren't you going to change?

He spoke in a sincere and honest tone, which in turn gave me nowhere to hide my secret little thoughts.

I sheepishly turned my attention to the inner ice sauna room, just a curtain away, where the staff was preparing for the sauna.

MC: I was thinking that…

MC: We just met last night, and now you are asking me to "lay ourselves bare"*. Isn't it seem to be a bad idea?

(T/N: 坦诚相见 is an idiom that means that two people treat each other sincerely and tell each other what they think without reservation.)

I deliberately spoke measuredly, secretly observing Lucien's expression, trying to get back in this "role-playing" game.

Lucien squinted his eyes and raised a smile.

Lucien: So, things seem to be moving a little fast.

Lucien: How about we make up for the steps we skipped?

MC: What do you mean?

Lucien did not answer. Under the dense light, his fingertips slowly slid down to the front of his waist, seemingly rubbing a circle.

Lucien: Can you help me?

Lucien: I can't seem to do it alone.

He said it sincerely, and his tone had a hint of grievance. It seems to be a request, but it is irresistible.

As if compelled, I instinctively walked towards him.

MC: What do you need me to do?

Lucien: Give me your hand.

Instead of turning around, he took my hand and made me approach him from behind.

My view was blocked entirely, and I could only feel my fingertips being moved past the scorching heat and to the side.

Lucien's movements were unusually slow as if tracing. Our hands finally ended up on his strap, and he let go of my hand.

Lucien: Help me unbuckle this. It's hard to do it myself.

Compared to the soft and silky shirt, the slightly stiffer texture allowed my fingertips to find their place instantly, but this is not where the buckle is.

MC: I can't see you this way…

Lucien: This buckle is special. It is more convenient to unbuckle from the back.

He spoke with a great conviction that I had no choice but to close my eyes and grope down for the strap buckle.

I held the strap and slipped my fingers between it and his shirt.

His body heat is quietly burning through the shirt. I moved down, and my fingertips trembled when they touched the cold metal.

Lucien: (whisper) You've found the right location.

His voice was a little low, drifting in my ears, and seemed to burrow into my heart from the other side of my chest.

I fumbled with the buckle's position and moved it down vigorously the way I used to unbuckle the strap.

But the buckle seemed stuck, and I couldn't release the strap from the buckle even after going up and down for a while.

Lucien: (chuckle) ....

MC: I...can't seem to find the right place.

MC: Help me out… Wait, no. You're the one who wants me to help you from behind...

As I said that, I felt a little irritated and wanted to let it go, but in the next moment, I was firmly restrained in place.

Lucien: It is very elastic. You have to hold it tightly, don't let go easily.

Lucien: Last night, I was hurt for a long time because of a certain "unintentional act" by Miss MC.

MC: …What kind of nonsense are you talking about!

I want to reach out and cover Lucien's mouth, but I don't dare to let go of my grip on the strap buckle.

At a loss, I had no choice but to use my eyes to hint him that there were other people in the room.

But Lucien obviously ignored me, or rather, he did it on purpose.

Lucien: (whisper) Don't you remember what you did to me last night? Are you so irresponsible?

MC: ...!

I subconsciously pinched his waist, causing the person in front of me to utter a muffled grunt.

As if he was finally done playing, he tugged my fingertips and moved them up and down a bit.

"Click"

Lucien: It seems that I get caught in my own trap.

He let go of my burning hand and turned his face sideways to cast a somewhat deep glance at me, and with his other hand, he pulled down the other strap that had not been unbuckled.

Lucien: I'll take care of the rest myself.

MC: Hmph, you'll have to do it yourself this time.

I was a little dismayed by his mischief. So I stood on my tiptoes and tugged the strap down, intending to buckle it back up.

MC: Didn't you say that you can't do it alone?

MC: I'll buckle it back for you, and you can unbuckle it yourself.

Lucien turned around and grabbed my wrist, my center of gravity was unsteady, and I crashed straight into his arms.

In the next second, an unexpected kiss landed.

The tip of his tongue gently and overbearingly pried open my lips, and his hot breath fluttered on my face.

MC: Lu...

He completely swallowed my whispered words, and his breath was overwhelming.

Instinctively, I closed my eyes and felt his grip on my chin, forcing me to tilt my head up and completely surrender myself to him.

Our hot breaths rose and fell, and my brain became dizzy from the rising heat. I tightened my arms around him, responding to his eager demand.

Until a rustling sound came from the room separated by a curtain.

[Interlude- Memory Silhouette: Terrace Trap]

The lights in the bar gradually became darker, and the music confused my thoughts. I stood blankly by the bar counter, somewhat at a loss.

Lucien left the bar after kissing my hand, leaving me with a racing heart and chaotic thoughts.

Bartender: Miss, do you want to order?

MC: No, thank you.

No matter how lively the bar atmosphere is, without Lucien's presence, there is only dull noise left for me.

I walked out of the bar, through the ornate lobby, the crowded deck, and the long hallway, and returned to my room in one breath.

After closing the door, I realized that I was looking around intentionally or unintentionally all the way just now, looking for that familiar figure. My heart was inexplicably a little blocked.

This Lucien… Why didn't he come to see me?

I took out my phone and confirmed the signal. After thinking for a moment, I went to the bedside and picked up the phone in my room. I wanted to ask the reception desk about buying the WiFi.

But as soon as I put my fingertips on the button, I couldn't help but see those sly and determined eyes in front of me.

MC: ....

I rubbed my face with slight annoyance and put the phone down.

Well, then let's see what you really want to do.

I forced myself to stop dwelling on it and simply changed into a comfortable set of loungewear, pulled open the terrace door, and went outside the room to the terrace.

The sea at night is like wrinkled blue silk, spreading deeply in front of me.

The room I was in seemed to be quiet, with only the sea breeze blowing away some of the mixed emotions in my mind.

It wasn't until I took two steps forward that I caught a glimpse of a familiar figure on the terrace next door.

MC: Lucien?

Lucien: Good evening, Miss Next Door.

Lucien: I didn't expect to see you again so soon.

The man who greeted me was sitting calmly on a cushioned chair on the terrace, holding a foreign-language novel in his hands.

A bathrobe casually wrapped around his slim body, his hair falling in front of his forehead, swaying slightly with the sea breeze.

So much for a leisurely and relaxing vacation time!

When I thought I was distracted by this "culprit" five minutes ago, I felt a hot current rising in my chest.

I wish I could take a big stride and bite him right now, then ask him exactly what he wants to do.

But to deal with such "cunning" people, I must use a more clever way.

For example, treat others the same way they treat you.

Since you want to indulge in this encounter game, I will accompany you to the end!

So I grunted softly, resisted the urge to peek at him, forced myself to look out to sea, and then turned back to my room without a second glance.

Lucien couldn't help smiling when he saw the girl leave the terrace and pull the curtains.

He did show up here on purpose.

In the most direct and somewhat mischievous way, he told her he was in the closest place.

And from a selfish point of view, he also wanted to see her one more time. So he made a little bet with himself that she would show up.

It's like finding an outlet for his own anxious mood.

But looking at her back as she left in a huff, that strange feeling returned again.

Lucien put away the novel he hadn't read and stood up.

It turns out that a flower takes such a long time to bloom.

[Chapter 5]

My brain instantly regained its discarded sanity. I snapped open my eyes and saw the unhurried smile in the corner of Lucien's eyes.

He pressed his palm on the back of my head with a slight force, and his fingertips dug into my hair, cutting off my room to retreat.

Steady footsteps sounded in the inner room, and I quickly blinked at Lucien, but he remained indifferent.

He even pressed me step by step against the wall and closed my eyes, not giving me a chance to breathe.

MC: ...Uh!

My lips and tongue were repeatedly nibbled on, causing a slight twinge of pain, and soon only a tingling sensation remained.

Staff: The room is ready. Now we will give you a brief instructions on how to use the ice sauna room.

Staff: Before entering the room, please…

The sudden unfamiliar voice made me tremble subconsciously but was quickly eliminated by the scorching heat surrounding me.

Behind the thin curtain, I could see the vague silhouette of a person, and I felt as if my heart was about to pop out.

My hands were clutching Lucien's shirt and the unbuckled straps. My ears were buzzing, and I couldn't hear what the other side was saying.

Lucien: MC.

Lucien softly called my name, finally distancing ourselves a little. His breath landed on the corner of my lips, and the end of his voice was wrapped in an ambiguous tone.

Lucien: The ice sauna room has another exit reserved for the staff.

Lucien: (whisper) So, he won't come over.

I blinked and slowly understood what he meant.

MC: Did you already know that? Then why are you telling me just now…

Lucien: Maybe it's because... I'm what you call a big bad villain.

His fingers slowly brushed the side of my neck, the corners of my lips, the tip of my nose, and then he tenderly and lovingly cupped my face.

Lucien: Now that there are no more worries, can I continue?

The kiss that fell again was tender and lingering, like a gentle rain, making people fall deep into it.

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After a very long time, Lucien finally let me go. His arm naturally slid to my lower back while still wrapping me in his embrace.

Then he just quietly looked at me without saying anything.

The air still seemed to be dense with vapor; I was a bit shy from his stare, so I poked him in the face.

MC: You, why do you keep looking at me.

Lucien: Because I want to look at you.

MC: That's an invalid answer.

Lucien: But that's my answer.

Lucien: Because I want to look at you, and I want to kiss you. So when my brain gives these signals, I follow the instructions.

He said it bluntly and frankly, but it made my heart ripple.

Lucien: In my calculation, an unexpected encounter takes a certain amount of time to develop.

Lucien: 48 hours is enough for a relationship to grow from unfamiliar to familiar, with different emotional stimuli.

Lucien: That was my original plan.

Lucien reached out and tucked the strands of loose hair into my ears. He spoke in riddles, but I seemed to understand something.

A sudden softness in my heart enticed me to ask the question I knew the answer to.

MC: So Professor Lucien's carefully planned chance encounter was disrupted by me, right?

Lucien: The subjective factor is you, but the objective factor…

Lucien paused for a moment.

Lucien: It's me who is greedy.

Lucien: I didn't want the things related to me to become boring and ordinary after a long period of time. So I impulsively carried out this somewhat wilful plan.

Lucien: After you appeared, every expression and every movement of yours was beyond my plan.

Lucien: I was left to follow my brain's instructions and impulsively disrupt my own rhythm.

His voice was very soft, but it landed heavily on my heart.

MC: Lucien, have you noticed that your frankness is becoming more and more frequent?

Lucien: Isn't that good?

I stood on my tiptoes and gave him a peck on the corner of his lips.

MC: In fact, I'm also very greedy.

MC: I like this frank and honest you, but I also like the wicked you. I like the occasionally distant you, but also like the rogue you.

MC: The way your bangs are scattered between your eyebrows, and the way your bangs are all slicked back. Familiar or unfamiliar.

MC: No matter what kind of you, I really like it all.

In a trance, I felt like I heard something blooming in my heart.

Lucien looked at me deeply, and after a moment of silence, he slightly raised the corners of his mouth.

Lucien: We might need to reschedule this ice sauna for another time.

MC: What a coincidence. I thought so too.

The afterglow of warm colors falls into the sea, creating a gentle luster on the pink-purple sky.

(from the afternoon at 3.30 pm until twilight…. can you guess how long were they stuck in that room-)

Lucien and I intertwined our fingers. We walked non-stop, started running as we walked, and ran all the way from the deck into the cabin.

The sea breeze blew our hair into a mess, and our clasped hands were seeping with warm heat, but we didn't care at all and still held hands.

It's like two people who have thrown away all shackles, just want to hold the hand of the person they like, and move freely to the same destination.

A huge crystal chandelier hangs above the lobby, refracting the light that looks like falling stardust.

There was a constant flow of tourists coming down the staircase and heading opposite us towards the deck.

I subconsciously looked back at the crowd going against us and felt my hand being squeezed.

Lucien: Do you want to check it out? I heard there's a celebration at sea tonight. There should be a fireworks show.

I shook my head.

MC: Fireworks are not as good as the person in front of me.

MC: I just need to look at you. As long as I look at you, there will be fireworks in my heart.

Lucien: Compared with MC's frankness, my performance can only be said to be unsatisfactory.

Lucien: I would like to ask my teacher to give me more advice, preferably by giving me a small lesson.

His eyes are bent, but he looks humble and sincerely asks for advice.

The sound of melodious music gradually plays and enveloped the whole hall.

The sentimental melody evokes my memory. It was the song that Lucien and I danced with in the bar yesterday.

I looked at Lucien and found that his gaze was already waiting for me.

His tie was loosely tied around his chest, and his collar was slightly open. His clear eyes were particularly bright between the hair that had scattered when we ran.

I couldn't help but laugh and raised my hand to ruffle his scattered bangs.

MC: Mr. Lucien is not as refined as Doctor.X now.

Lucien: Then can I ask you to dance?

MC: You should know very well that there is something else I want to do right now more than dance.

Lucien: And that's precisely why it is more necessary to "warm up" properly.

With that, he took my hand and led me through the dance steps

As the music flowed, we gave each other our warmth against the flow of people.

His familiar body heat seemed to bring me a new experience this time, and I felt Lucien guiding me closer in the gentle beat, stretching my body in a natural and lingering way.

Lucien: Do you know the name of the dance we did last night?

MC: Isn't it ballroom dancing? I don't really know much about dance.

Lucien: It is known as Rumba, the dance of love. It's one kind of Latin dance.

His fingertips entwined seductively around the ribbon of my skirt, gently pushing me away and pulling me back the moment the next note leaped out.

The melody gradually surged and accelerated. The air was filled with a scorching breath.

Lucien: Scientific studies have shown that the waist can be twisted up to 180 times per dance, and the highest heart rate can reach 200 beats per minute.

As he spoke, he led me to rotate and walk with his rhythm, pushing me out and pulling me back according to the inertia of the strength in his hand.

Slowly moving, swaying, spinning…

My heartbeat involuntarily accelerated, as if it had been incorporated into the rhythm of the tempo, rising and falling one after another.

Boom-

There was a sound of fireworks exploding in the distance, and the cruise ship seemed to shake for a moment amidst the crowd's cheers.

I staggered and stumbled into Lucien's chest, my hands haphazardly pulling his already loose tie, causing his slightly open shirt to spread open completely.

A reassuring hand was placed on the back of my neck, holding me steadily in place.

I couldn't help but be captured by the charming bareness in front of me. His muscle tightened and then relaxed following our rhythm.

Like a vague provocative tease.

As if falling into his silent trap, my fingers were drawn to caress his bare skin, feeling the hard, clear lines beneath it.

My fingertips were tinged by the burning heat, and I slowly traced from the hard abdomen to his chest.

A steady, strong heartbeat rose up, and even my heart trembled along with it.

Lucien: I think this dance should be impressive enough now.

MC: How can you still hold a grudge?

He didn't say a word. He just strongly swept me up and dropped a feathery kiss on my forehead.

My whole heart surged like a wave, and I felt inexplicably dizzy.

Everything was spinning. Only his close face was clear, effortlessly occupying all of my vision.

We danced our way from the hall to the room.

My vision was suddenly dimmed, but a brighter light broke through the sky and blossomed in the night with a warm color.

The pouring fireworks dragged a long trajectory, depicting a star curtain.

I eagerly kicked off the shoes on my feet and stepped on the ground with bare feet.

Suddenly, a warm sensation replaces the cold floor and settles beneath my foot.

Seeing myself stepping on Lucien's instep, I raised my head in a daze and met his smiling eyes.

Without words, we just looked at each other. I smiled knowingly and then stepped gently on the other foot.

MC: I always seem to fall into Professor Lucien's trap unconsciously.

Lucien: Rather than saying it was a trap, it was better to say it was a silent and open invitation.

He took a step to the right, and I took a step away with it.

Lucien: Besides constantly creating freshness in life, I always want more.

Lucien: I want our experiences to be exciting enough for them to be engraved into your memory.

Lucien: (whisper) And what I want, only you can give me.

MC: I'll give it all to you without reservation.

The night is long and lit up with fireworks.

In that moment, we seem to meld into one.

[T/N: Those fireworks in the end aren't actual fireworks if you get what I mean- But anyway, what a great MQ :" D. I genuinely enjoy it from start to finish. This one has made me cry, laugh, and h-word at the same time asksks. The game between these two is always enjoyable to read lol.

There's no big sad here, but if you think about it, the whole plan is caused by his insecurity,, the way he overthinks stuff that MC said to him, worrying if things related to him will feel boring to her, and ends up devising a whole plan to bring more 'excitement' to their life. The memory silhouette hits you with the fact that although this person seems calm and indifferent, he also suffers as much as her when they're separated. Guess it's a good thing that although his plan got wrecked, at least they did find excitement in this date huh-

I am currently translating Top Up SSR, which I think complements this SP MQ that covers the same 'theme'. So, I hope y'all will look forward to it? Thank you for reading!]

#me the whole date: just get a room you two #AND THEY DID #is this even allowed #mlqc lucien #mr love queen's choice #mlqc cn #mlqc spoiler #mlqc translation #mlqc #mr love lucien #love and producer #mr. love queen's choice

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BnHA Episode 122, a.k.a. NOBUHIKO YOU'VE DONE IT AGAIN

THEY CAN'T KEEP LETTING HIM GET AWAY WITH IT!

oh my god.

so first off, let's just get the one big major criticism out of the way: this episode was definitely not up to the same high quality standards as the first third of this season. and hey, I get it! you're doing 24 episodes in all, you're on a time crunch, and you've only got so many animators to go around. and the quality of some of these earlier season 6 eps (118 and 119 especially) was seriously some of the best this series has ever had. by contrast, chapters 284 and 285, while still easily ranking among my favorite chapters of all time, definitely do not go as hard with the visuals as some of the other War arc chapters (that very last 285 page being the one standout exception).

anyway so yeah, it was still a slight disappointment, but I'm fine with it. it does mean Deku vs Kacchan 2 will still retain its crown as my all time fave, but the real meat of this episode was never going to be about the flashy visuals -- it's all about that sweet, sweet character development.

two more very minor criticisms before I get to the OMG nonstop gushing part of this post! one, they did cut out this scene from ch 282 where Tomura originally had TWO quirk-be-gone bullets in his possession and Kacchan actually destroyed the second one.

YOU THOUGHT WE WOULDN'T REMEMBER, BONES. BUT WE DID. so for everyone who is giving Kacchan his well-earned love, praise, and admiration today, don't forget to also give him props for saving Aizawa's other leg, or whichever other appendage this doubtless would have hit. my boy out here lowkey saving his sensei from being ReDestro'd.

and then one final nitpicky little quibble, which is that the anime subtitlers declined to use the "Catch-A-Kacchan" translation, despite it being the single cleverest translation of all time, and by far Caleb Cook's biggest and most important contribution to the BnHA canon. alas, twas not meant to be. BUT ANYWAY NOW ON TO THE GUSHING.

okay so first off, we all know that Aizawa is an absolute badass and the most metal motherfucker in this entire series, and that Shouto has by this point all but perfected the art of swooping in to save the day at pivotal moments, and that the U.A. kids all need ALL OF THE THERAPY GODDAMMIT, and that Deku is a COMPLETE LUNATIC who thinks that HAVING FUNCTIONAL ARMS IS OVERRATED ANYWAYS. yes and yes and yes and yes. and if you wish, you can read all about my thoughts on these things and more, here and here and here and here.

but you already know what I actually came here to talk about today.

first of all, YOU GUYS. the music. THIS FUCKING MUSIC, THOUGH. they used the exact same OST track that was used for the "why was I the one who ended All Might?" speech all the way back in DvK2. THIS IS OFFICIALLY THE "TIME FOR NOBUHIKO TO FLEX HIS VOICE ACTING CHOPS" MUSIC. A TRADITION HAS BEEN BORN.

anyway so if anyone needs me I'll just be sitting here playing this scene on repeat until the end of time. no big deal though. I can quit at any time. not like I'm obsessed with it or anything. I definitely love this scene and this character a perfectly normal amount.

All Might talking about how Katsuki understood from the get-go about how OFA was a secret that could put other people at great risk really hits hard in hindsight. especially when you realize that Katsuki really did know right from the start, and he willingly accepted that risk with no hesitation, and he absolutely did suffer consequences for it (it was his knowledge of OFA that led to him following Deku and subsequently getting involved in this battle). and I don't doubt that he has absolutely zero regrets.

okay but can we seriously just talk for a sec about the way Kacchan's anxiety is practically boiling over when he starts to ask All Might about the Fourth's cause of death?? I feel like this is one thing that kind of got overlooked at the time in the manga because we were so completely distracted by EVERY SINGLE OTHER DAMN THING IN THAT CHAPTER lol. but hearing it again here, you feel how worried he actually is about Deku, and idk why but it all of a sudden just hit me so damn hard.

"I'm worried about him. you are, too." because that truly is what this whole conversation is really about. or at least that's the driving force behind it. behind this whole episode, in fact. it's simple, when you get right down to it: Kacchan is afraid that Deku is going to die. it's literally been the biggest fear on his mind ever since Deku unlocked SIXQUIRKS. right from the start, his mind was immediately going to the worst case scenarios. he immediately deduced that OFA might have a deeper connection to AFO than any of them realized (shoutout to Kacchan for being the original "Deku is a horcrux" truther lol. ONE DAY HORIKOSHI WILL FINALLY REVEAL THE TRUTH AND PROVE US RIGHT). he instantly zeroed in on the sobering fact that all of the previous OFA users died young. and as he reveals here, he took particular notice of the fact that All Might seems to be hiding something about OFA IV's death, and he is goddamn PRESSED about it.

and I absolutely LOVE the way that Nobu voiced this part of the conversation. when he starts to question All Might, his breathing starts to pick up a little, and his voice starts to get louder, and the words start to spill out faster and faster almost like he's in a rush to get it all out, and his voice starts to crack just a little, and he goes from not looking at All Might to hesitantly, almost fearfully glancing at him from the side, and then finally turning to face him head on with his eyes all wary and his teeth gritted like he's bracing himself for the very worst (because he is).

and then he finally just asks him, "was it because you realized something?" and then he takes in this achingly hesitant little breath before finishing with, "...about One for All?" and just. the whole scene is just SO well done. like, he's seriously so fucking scared about this, though. but at the same time he just needs to know, and just. oh my god. and Nobuhiko manages to emote all of this so clearly, and that is such a difficult line to walk when you're dealing with a character like Katsuki who's always so hesitant to show his vulnerability. he has to portray these two separate layers of Bakugou at the same time -- the part of him that is trying his hardest to be nonchalant and matter-of-fact in order to hide his fears and emotions; while at the same time also portraying said emotions which are clearly seeping through anyway, regardless of his efforts.

anyway so yeah. I could talk about this for eighty years and never get sick of it honestly but let's move on.

let me tell you guys, I've been bracing myself for this scene for two full years, and it still kicked my ass. THIS SCENE HAD NO REGARD FOR HUMAN LIFE. literally RIGHT IN the feels. direct hit.

"he's always been that way." no, but guys. the regret when he says that. the way he states it with such simplicity and clarity. almost profound. this is just a truth of the world. this is just how Deku is. this is something that took him so long to understand, but now that he does, he can't fathom how he was never able to see it before. and then that ever-so-slight bitterness that creeps into his voice as he goes on to describe how he fucked it all up. ;_;

and then last but not least!!

"ijimeta." one word, in Japanese. it all comes down to that. and his voice gets so quiet. this whole last part of his speech is so quiet and so soft. but when he says this very last part, his voice wavers perfectly on that last word, and it just. sounds so resigned, somehow, but also just... almost faltering, for just a moment. you can hear the regret as clear as day, but you also hear the fear once again as he finally reveals this fact -- literally his biggest shame; the worst thing that he's ever done -- to All Might. his hero. just, damn.

anyway. so needless to say, despite my expectations being SKY HIGH, this scene absolutely met all of them and blew me away. as expected from the best fucking voice actor in Japan, according to me, a single lone person, whose subjective opinion is absolutely definitely not biased in any possible way.

back to the action! and Nobu getting to do his very best Deku impression lol.

can you believe this kid. one single nerdy analysis speech was all it took for him to start emitting such powerful Main Character Energy that even Endeavor got taken in and was just automatically following orders lol.

awesome choice of music here while Deku and Tomura continued to battle and Bakugou laid out his plan. you know it's good when they still manage to make you feel the tension even though this is basically just a generic action scene, and you additionally already know exactly what's going to happen.

I have no idea why, but that part with Deku's "Kacchan... my 'Deku' means 'you can do it!'" speech juxtaposed against the image of him going all out against Tomura with such fierce determination hit me like 100x harder than it did in the manga. I was NOT expecting that to be as powerful as it was. damn near gave me chills.

literally the only time I've ever been on board with the whole "FUCK YEAH, I'LL JUST BREAK ALL MY BONES AT YOU!!" deal lol. it literally makes no goddamn sense but this scene is just so raw.

THEN WE YEET THE ENDEAVOR!!!!

SO ON-BRAND. NO DEKU-INSPIRED PLAN IS EVER TRULY COMPLETE WITHOUT A GOOD YEETING.

and then the next few moments are some of the most legitimately unsettling of the entire series, as we have Tomura screaming at the top of his lungs while being burnt to cinders (and I mean, I love Tomura dearly, but I get it; he literally just Thanos'd tens of thousands of innocent people), followed by AFO's creepy fucking ghost hand reaching out all "LEND ME YOUR BODY~~~" which is a scene that absolutely NO ONE ASKED FOR but okay.

but then right afterwards though! when AFO finally did take over, and you hear that "TV shutting down" sound effect all of a sudden? and then the next few scenes with all the BKDK flashbacks are also weirdly TV-themed? I could not for the life of me figure this out at first, but now I'm actually thinking it could be a reference to the chapter 306 color page?

OR MAYBE NOT? I actually have no idea. anyway though it may have been random af but it worked for me, what can I say.

AND THEN THE MOMENT OF TRUTH AT LONG LAST.

THIS ACTUALLY IS SO PRETTY THOUGH?? LIKE I WAS NOT EXPECTING THAT COLOR COMBINATION AT ALL?

AND IT HAPPENS SO QUICKLY!!!!??? YOU BARELY EVEN HAVE TIME TO BLINK?!?!!

oh. my. god.

THE WAY THE MUSIC SUDDENLY GOT QUIET. THE WAY HIS NARRATING VOICE CAME ON AND, PRAISE EVERYTHING, IT REALLY WAS DEEPER. THAT REALLY WAS THE ADULT HIM. SAME AS DEKU. MY FEELINGS ABOUT THIS ARE SO FUCKING MUCH RIGHT NOW.

AND THEN THE FLASHBACKS!! THE SCENES OF THEM IN MIDDLE SCHOOL!! AND GROUND ZERO!! AND THEN CUTTING TO THE TWO OF THEM AS LITTLE BABIES, AND THE TV SCREEN ALL OF A SUDDEN SWITCHING TO COLOR??? AND THE HANDS??? THE REACHING?!?!

AND THEN?!?!?!

"HEY MAKESTE, IF WE GO AHEAD AND ACTUALLY MAKE THE VOLUME 29 COVER CANON, WILL YOU FINALLY FORGIVE US FOR ALL OF THE HALF-BAKED PAINFULLY OOC FILLER EPISODES AND OVAS?" WELL, STUDIO BONES, YOU DRIVE A HARD BARGAIN, BUT HOW CAN I POSSIBLY REFUSE.

AND THEN THEY FULL ON MURDERED ME!!!!!

that's right bitches. DREAD IT. RUN FROM IT. THE CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT ARRIVES ALL THE SAME.

holy shit. and then THE END CREDITS oh my freaking heart. words can't even describe.

Studio Bones out here not resting until they've succeeded in making EVERY SINGLE PERSON feel the MAXIMUM AMOUNT OF SADNESS THAT A HUMAN BEING CAN SUSTAIN. their callousness truly knows no bounds.

anyway so there we have it! part one of the spectacular season 6 Bakugou Katsuki Redemption Saga. I laughed, I cried, I cried, I cried, I cried a little bit more, and then I cried a little bit more after that. final verdict: yeah, it was pretty good.

#bnha #boku no hero academia #bnha season 6 #bnha episode 122 #bakugou katsuki #bakugou meta #makeste watches bnha #okamoto nobuhiko appreciation post #and I feel character development in this chili's tonight

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