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SHIPPED -

[ot7 x reader]

TAEHYUNG -

tae: pop quiz should i kill myself?

y/n: please

tae: knew it

you fucking hate me and you ARE in love with that mingi guy

y/n: mingi

tae: it’s okay baby no need to apologise i know how crazy fans can get and i know you love me and me ONLY

not mingi

come here let’s cuddle (fuck)

y/n: k

tae: wait 😭😭😭

baby you forgot you apologise

y/n: for what

tae: mingi

they are shipping you with mingi

i can’t even say his name

y/n: you’ve said his name like four times already

tae: ok but i threw up every time

y/n: but you still said his name?

tae: what is your problem

y/n: i miss mingi i’m sorry

i get mad when i don’t see my man for a while

tae: aw babe 🥰

come over

y/n: did you even read what i said?

tae: i’m depressed

y/n: cool don’t care ur not mingi

tae: i could be

y/n: no you couldn’t

tae: ok but

y/n: but?

tae: nothing

y/n: that’s what i thought

loser

tae: don’t call me that

yk it gets me hot and bothered

y/n: are you horny or depressed

tae: don’t ask me stupid questions wtf

ofc i’m horny 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

do you want to fuck?

say yes

y/n: saying no

tae: ok wtf

you really are with mingi aren’t you

y/n: yeah

tae: babe

ur changing i can’t stand this my heart can’t take this damage and the way i feel can’t stand this mmmmm baby i don’t understand this

y/n: did you just sing xxxtentacion lyrics to me

tae: he gets me

y/n: ok

tae: you don’t get me

y/n: thank god

tae: ok now say omg tae ur the only one for me not that moji guy

y/n: moji?

tae: motor?

y/n: ?

tae: mistletoe????

y/n: what

tae: minion

y/n: mingi?

tae: mitochondria

y/n: mingi.

tae: microscope

y/n: it’s mingi

tae: no i think it’s misconstruction

y/n: what do you want from me rn

tae: tell miscarriage to fuck off

y/n: i literally met him once

tae: so???

he wants you

i know it

all the shippers know it

and all these STUPID edits know it

delete his number now

y/n: i don’t even have his number

tae: oh

ok then

y/n: yeah

tae: so like

y/n: don’t ask me anything stupid

tae: thoughts on iceland banning the colour green

y/n: you just made that up

why

ur so strange

tae: babe can i sing for you again

ik u love it when i sing

y/n: leave me alone tae

tae: do you let michael sing to you???

not jackson btw

cuz he’s like dead

y/n: would you like to join him

tae: mingloo or michael jackson???

pls be more specific babe

hey

where did you go

seen?????

ur leaving me on seen are you fr????

ok at least it’s not delivered

or a block like last time

ur real mean yk

at least i know my worlds are getting to you

now let me sing ok?

it might seem crazy what i am 'bout to say

sunshine she's here you can take a break

i'm a hot air balloon that could go to space

ok why did my messages go green

i’m blocked

again

hahahahahaha

cheating fuck

FUCK YOU AND MINTY

SEOKJIN -

jin: the way i don’t even care

y/n: what

jin: i don’t care

y/n: idk this song i’m sorry

jin: i’m not singing

y/n: oh

jin: can he cook

y/n: who

jin: ur mc buddy

y/n: minghao?

jin: yeah

ur new boyfriend can he cook better than me?

no nvm

don’t tell me i don’t even care

not one bit not even two bits

y/n: okay?

jin: no it’s not ok

what about this is ok

OH WOW UR NEW BOYFRIEND IS 26 I DONT EVEN CARE

y/n: why are you shouting at me

jin: I DON’T CARE

LOOK AT ME DOES IT LOOK LIKE I EVEN CARE

y/n: lowkey

jin: he can’t cook

look at his fingers they look weak

a man with weak fingers can’t cook

y/n: ur so right

jin: yeah i know

so can he cook?

y/n: idk babe

jin: why don’t you know

y/n: because i don’t

jin: he’s your man says twitter

you should know these things

y/n: is this you jealous rn?

jin: i don’t even care what are you talking about

y/n: my fault i thought you cared for a second

jin: well i don’t

do you have his number

y/n: yeah

jin: don’t care

y/n: u sure?

jin: whatever man

he was weak fingers

he looks like he has a lisp does he have a lisp?

y/n: no??

jin: yes he does

stupid lispy bitch

y/n: SEOKJIN DONT BE MEAN

lisps are cute

jin: do you like his lisp?

bet you wanna kiss him every time he speaks

bet he’s all like “i theriously thlipping love thew” all in ur ear

and u blush so bad

y/n: LAMSOSOD WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU

jin: i don’t care take ur 26 year old lisp bitch

y/n: all this because of a few stupid shippers?

jin: he looks at you a lot

and you look at him

A LOT

there are so many videos

you look at him like you wanna get him pregnant

y/n: what the fuck

jin: you should only look at me like that

y/n: i’m sorry????

jin: i don’t care for your sorry

or this situation

or that ur new man is 26

i don’t CARE

y/n: ok baby

jin: if i smoked i would light a cigarette rn

y/n: i believe you

jin: good

would be like a chain smoker rn

y/n: i believe you baby

jin: and i’m not talking about that little emo band thing or whatever

y/n: didn’t think you were

jin: me

cuz i’m i’m a chain smoker in spirit

y/n: !!!

jin: girlfriend

y/n: boyfriend

jin: ….

so like i’m gonna be honest

y/n: ok

jin: i do care

y/n: no way

jin: ik it’s hard to believe cuz i’m a good actor and all

y/n: naturally

jin: but wow why is he looking at you like he needs to be inside of you

y/n: ok ew?

jin: right i was thinking the same thing

y/n: why would you say that

jin: WHY WOULD HE LOOK AT YOU LIKE THAt?????????

y/n: let’s end this conversation

jin: let’s end his life

y/n: gn jin

jin: think about it

y/n: no

jin: when he looks at you do you feel uncomfortable

y/n: i’m uncomfortable rn

jin: OHMYGOD IS HE WITH YOU

IS HE LOOKING????

BABE TELL ME

y/n: no

jin: i’m literally a chain smoker

in spirit

cuz smoking ages you

look at jungkook 26 looking 206

y/n: goodnight jin

jin: so is ur new man with u or not??

y/n: no jin

goodnight

jin: good i didn’t even care anyways

YOONGI -

yoongi: fuck you

you know what you did

y/n: contrary to popular belief i am unfortunately not all knowing nor am i a mind reader

yoongi: kill yourself

y/n: full of love and joy today i see <3

yoongi: do you know

how may edits i’ve seen of that one clip of you and soobin

why is he smiling so hard at you???

tf is his issue

ur not fucking funny at all trust me i know

and you look really good

why are you looking good around other people???

and WHY did you touch him

and why the fuck did he blush so hard?

you need to kill yourself it’s the only option

y/n: strange way of telling me ur deeply in love with me but i’ll take it

yoongi: kill yourself

y/n: WAIT WDYM IM NOT FUNNY

yoongi: am i laughing rn?

y/n: okay that’s not how being funny works

it comes naturally

yoongi: naturally it doesn’t come to you and that’s fine

y/n: yes it does

soobin thinks i’m funny

and so does everyone else

yoongi: soobin doesn’t count cuz he’s a loser

he was also looking at ur tits the whole time i would be smiling if ur tits were in my face too

and everyone else? yeah shut up

ur not funny and that’s ok

y/n: HE WAS NOT

just ur a sick pervert doesn’t mean every man i come into contact is as well

soobin is a nice respectful young man

and are you trying to say my only personality trait is my tits????

that’s real fucked up actually!!!

yoongi: i mean it’s not ur humour thats for sure

y/n: and you think ur comedian of the year?

yoongi: i pull my weight

y/n: YOONGI

baby

babe

be fr

i’m the funny one in this relationship and that’s ok

your good at other things

yoongi: that’s crazy

we must be a really unfunny couple then yikes

y/n: what is ur beef?

yoongi: you and soobin

y/n: soobin is a baby to me

there is no me and soobin

yoongi: yeah ok

he’s 6 ft yk?

y/n: i know

stood next to him

yoongi: did you compare hand sizes

y/n: are you calling me a whore?

yoongi: is he funny?

y/n: yoongi

yoongi: is he funnier than me??

y/n: no yoongi

yoongi: wow that’s insane thought i wasn’t funny??????

soobin must have the personality of a fucking rock then

y/n: rolling my eyes real hard rn

yoongi: is he a good kisser?

y/n: ok now ur being ridiculous

yoongi: you touched his arm

y/n: he’s suit was fucked up

yoongi: have you imagined him in a wedding suit

y/n: what

yoongi: was his skin soft when you touched him

y/n: again he was wearing suit didn’t feel his skin at all

yoongi: bet you wanted to

y/n: ur impossible actually

incoming FaceTime call from yoongi :3

yoongi: answer me

y/n: are you going to apologise for telling me to kms

yoongi: no

want to see ur pretty face tho

answer pls

y/n: why would i answer after that

yoongi: pls

y/n: you want me so bad

yoongi: me or soobin?

y/n: …

yoongi: ok sorry

answer :3

JUNGKOOK -

jk: hey can wonbin do a kick flip?

y/n: idk probably

jk: wkjsjsjxjdjswiiwskdkekekdkwkke KSSKXKSKSKSKCKDMDKDJDJSKDKKKWOQWOSODKDKSKDKDJEKDKDKSKDDKDKDKKDKSKDKDKDKDKKCKMDKDCDKDKDKKDKDKFDKDKKDKDKDDKKDDKDKDKDKKDKDKDKDDJDKDKKDKDKDKDKSKDKDKDKDKDKKDKDKDDKKDDKDKDKFKDKDKDKAKS/@@:@;’ wmkdkdkdkdkd sskskdk kddkmdmdmdxm-@/29/929920//09/9/9:9

y/n: woah ok?

you don’t even skate why does this matter?

jk: exactly

y/n: i’m not following

jk: do you know his songs?

y/n: pulling back the sirennnnnnnnnnnn

jk:😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

y/n: ??

you literally asked me to? why are you crying

jk: do you have his number?

y/n: yeah

jk: /‘sjdjdjcjkdidfkckkdkfkdkdk&/&&/&/8/88/8/8/8/88/8818:’snn@2@:’dndn’dmn**$*****$\$$\$$€!!!!’annanjjjsnsnsndjxjxjjxjjxjzjj&/&:&:&/&7(7(7(7(&?&!@!@)&();6;6:5;7)&??,(:3-;:&)9!£0£@!&()::54:(,£,&?@£9£0&0£9£9£9)&(7;5:437)&££9&9)@(7(7(6(£?&!9&0@!’ b gxfxgxgstdgcnjhkbvkhnb hchdtsrdhchvkhopjpjojonobkvjbjvgihighij

y/n: jungkook…

jk: has he ever looked you in the eyes?

y/n: babe

jk: he has hasn’t he?

KILL ME NOWWWWWWWWEEWWWWWEJEJEJJEJEJWJWWWWENENEJEJEJNEJEJEENENNENNWJEJEJEJJEJWJEJEJEJEJEJEEJJWJWEJJEJWJWJWJWJEJEJEJENEJEJEJEJEJEJEJJEEJJEJEJJWJEJWJWJJWWJJWJWJWJWJWJWJWJWJWJWJJWJWNWNWNWNWWNWNWNWNWNWNWNENENNENENENENDNRNNRNDNNRNDNENENNENENENENENENENENNE

but can even sing?

y/n: yes kook

that is literally his job

jk: NOOSIEOSOSOOSOSOSOOOOO SNJSJSJDJDJSJSJDNMDNDMDNCMDMNDNDMDNDNDNDNDNDNNXJDJDN SNJSJSNDMDMDNDNDJDKXJDCJNXXNNCDNNXNXNX SJSJZKSJXNSJXJX JSJXMMXMX JXNXNDNNXNNDXNSNDN SJDJNDNXNXJXJX JSJXJXNXJCXJXJSISKS SJDJDJNDNDNDNDKNXXND NSJXJJDJXJDJD NJDJDJSJSJSJDJKDKDD DNDJKXKXKDXNXJX JSJDNDJDJSKISISOSKSKKS

there are so many tears in my eyes i can’t see

i cant think

i cant be

my left lung has given out and i’m losing hearing in both my ears

they are probably gonna have to amputate both my big toes and a couple fingers

it’s fading too black

baby

babe

pretty girl

can you hear me

do you care for me

did you ever care

did you even love me

y/n: jeon jungkook

jk: loml

y/n: get over it

jk: ok

y/n: ….

jk: i’m sorry

i love you

what even is a wonbin?

my biggest enemy in this life thats who

y/n: what happened to being sorry and over it?

jk: but babyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy

everyone is saying he’s like in love with you

and he can do a kick flip

what if you pick him

y/n: i said he could probably do a kick flip

not that he actually can

why does that even matter?

jk: cuz kick flips are cool

and bitch takeable

y/n: what

jk: he might pop a kick flip out of nowhere and steal you

i cant have that

y/n: learn how to kick flip then idk?

jk: BUT YOU TOOK MY SKATEBOARD AWAY

y/n: oh yeah i did

didnt you almost brake ur face?????

AND you kept riding it in the house

pretty reasonable of me

jk: so what ur saying that ur waiting for wonbin to kick flip in front of you

y/n: ?????????

jungkook i am not leaving u for wonbin

jk: you say that but when he drops the most sexiest panty dropping kick flip known to man right in front of you i’m gonna be left single and depressed

y/n: you are stressing me out

jk: can i have the skateboard back

y/n: no

jk: 😞

Y/n: i said no jungkook

jk: 😕

y/n: stop

jk: ☹️

y/n: fine whatever idk break all ur bones

jk: kick flip kook coming soon >.<

JIMIN -

jimin: pretend i’m wonho for a second ok?

y/n: wonho?

jimin: yeah wonho

y/n: boob

jimin: hey lol ur really pretty 😍 😋❤️‍🔥 you should totally ditch that ugly lame excuse of a boyfriend you have (jimin) 🤢🤮 and come be my girl 💯🤗🥰❤️❤️❤️❤️

y/n: boob 🤤

jimin: be mine

y/n: show me ur tits

jimin: u fucking cheating bitch

y/n: wonho don’t be mean 😢

jimin: i am no longer wonho

i am jimin

y/n: lame

turn back

we want wonho

jimin: who is we

y/n: me and the voices in my head idk

jimin: even the voices not even fucking with me anymore???

ohmygod

the wonho shippers were right

y/n: what the shippers saying

jimin: “y/n just looks so bored with jimin” “did you see her smile when wonho was mentioned”

y/n: WAITTTT THEY SPITTING 🙏🏽🔥🔥🔥

jimin: do you know how insane that is

LIKE YOU LOOK BORED WITH ME

BABE LIKE THATS SO INSANE

y/n: ig u got to get ur funny up idk

jimin: do you understand how this is impacting my mental health

y/n: i like when their a bit insane dw 😍

jimin: i’m real fucking insane

i hear voices

constantly

they tell me to do things

i listen to jay park

you like that huh?

y/n: ok calm down i said a bit insane not jay park lover insane

wtf is wrong with you

jimin: are you bored

y/n: sorry what were you saying i almost felt asleep

jimin: i hope wonho treats you right

y/n: yk i’m tit level to wonho

isn’t that perfect

my face just all up in there

constantly

jimin: me and him are the same height?

y/n: ok but it’s more exciting with wonho

jimin: should i get a boob job???

y/n: please

jimin: WOW

the standards these days are insane

you were supposed to tell me my body is perfect the way it is

y/n: it is

jimin: wow ur so convincing!!!

y/n: i mean it fr fr babe love u body yk that

little tittes matter too

im for the cause!!!!!!!!!!

jimin: i came to you for love and reassurance

y/n: i think i provided

jimin: i’m gonna kill myself infront on wonho

so he’s traumatised

y/n: i did say i like them a bit insane

but whose to say he’ll go insane from watching YOU die????

jimin: excuse me?

y/n: i’m just saying

jimin: a lot of people would go insane from watching ME die

y/n: not wonho

jimin: you can never be too sure

y/n: no i’m sure

jimin: are you trying to find out rn???

y/n: do it

you won’t

jimin: do you love me be honest

y/n: the most

jimin: fucking simp lmao

NAMJOON -

y/n: HIIIIIII JOONIE 😝😍

namjoon: hi

y/n: ????????????????????????????????

?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????

namjoon: ?

y/n: where is my “hi love”

where is the love

where is the life

not even a silly emoji???????????

who took my bitch

namjoon: death soon i hope

y/n: emo era joon omg?

namjoon: where are u rn?

y/n: some boba place with tae and kook

namjoon: oh

we’ve never gotten boba together

y/n: you don’t like boba joon??

namjoon: taste buds change??

y/n: we can go on a boba date tomorrow if you want?

namjoon: no

y/n: LAMOSOSK

ok babe

namjoon: yk people think ur fucking tae?

y/n: ew

namjoon: i’m not joking

like people think you’re cheating on me with tae

y/n: people always think i’m cheating

namjoon: yeah…

but like not with tae :/

and there isn’t always all these edits and stuff

people are even in our weverse talking about it

y/n: people are so silly

namjoon: yeah

…

why are you calling me?

y/n: why aren’t you answering?

namjoon: don’t want to interrupt ur date

y/n: my date???

namjoon: your date.

y/n: namjoon

namjoon: yeah

y/n: ur being silly

namjoon: in this clip ur looking at tae like he hung the all stars in the sky for you or something

y/n: get off twitter

namjoon: i’m gonna end my life

y/n: babe

namjoon: cheater 😔

y/n: jonnie r u jealous rn >.<

namjoon: i’m not jealous

y/n: what are you then?

namjoon: heartbroken?

sad

depressed

on the verge of suicide

y/n: tipsy?

namjoon: NO HAHA WHY WOULD YOU THINK THAT??????

y/n: yeah thought so

this is a little out of character of you babe

kinda jungkook core idk

namjoon: did you just compare me to jungkook???????????????????????

do you want me to kill myself that bad

oh my god

are you fucking jungkook too??????

y/n: ?????

namjoon: is boba code for sex

y/n: no namjoon

namjoon: yeah ok

cheater 😞

after i learned what rizz was for you..

y/n: i’m am not fucking tae or jungkook my love

namjoon: was my rizz not good enough

y/n: are you listening to me joonie????

namjoon: it wasn’t was it

ofc it wasn’t

i’m sorry i wasn’t good enough

sorry i didn’t have enough rizz

i’m really sorry

y/n: namjoon

namjoon: no you know what

i really tried it wasn’t my fault

no one deserves to be cheated on like this

it’s all your fault

y/n: oh

namjoon: i’m guilt tripping you

y/n: what

namjoon: are you coming home now?

y/n: ???

namjoon: baby

y/n: you can’t tell someone ur guilt tripping them

that’s not how it works

namjoon: baby i’m not guilt tripping you

y/n: it’s too late now

i know what ur doing

namjoon: baby

y/n: wait…..

namjoon: waiting

y/n: no

ur not

namjoon: baby what’s wrong???

y/n: baby?

don’t tell me ur horny rn joon

namjoon: would that be so bad baby?

y/n: these mood swings??? insane actually

thought i was a cheater

now you wanna fuck???

namjoon: life is crazy

are you coming home???

or would you rather fuck taehyung instead

my fault

i’ll just go…

y/n: ur toxic

namjoon: ur a cheater

come home cheater

y/n: yeah yeah give me 20

HOSEOK -

hobi: hawk putuh

ik ur awake

and i know you see these rumours

y/n: did you just fucking spit on me??

hobi: yeah and what

will do it again

hawk putuh

told you

i don’t lie in these parts of town

don’t enjoy it too much

flipping freak

y/n: what rumours

hobi: don’t ignore my second spit wtf

y/n: shut up

hobi: u trying to get drunk and nasty rn? 😝

y/n: ?no

hobi: no u right we supposed to be arguing

y/n: i’m always right

and why are we supposed to be arguing?

hobi: umm that’s NOT true

and people are literally shipping you with mingyu rn…

y/n: how is that my fault

hobi: WRONG ANSWER

hawk putuh

y/n: stop spitting on me

hobi: you like it

y/n: no i don’t

hobi: wow you’ve changed

you used to like it

did mingyu change you???

where is the y/n i know and love

where is my y/n who likes spit

you should never let a man change you

be who you are

and what who you are is my spit loving girlfriend so act like it

y/n: i have never let you spit on me

like ever

hobi: why is that ur focus rn

you should be denying the fact that you’ve changed for mingyu

y/n: i haven’t changed for mingyu and i don’t like spit leave me alone

it’s 2 am hoseok

hobi: why are they shipping you with him what the hell pretty 😞

i’m in my feels rn

feeling aju not fucking nice rn

y/n: cheer up

hobi: no

y/n: ok fuck you then

hobi: i bet mingyu is giggling and blushing and at all of these stupid edits

UGH

by bts

i’m sick to my stomach

y/n: get better

hobi: word on the street is head makes the pain go away

y/n: on the street by jhope ft jcole

hobi: would you give head to mingyu be honest

y/n: you don’t want my honesty right now…

hobi: i do

y/n: let’s just say

hobi: NVM

nvm

let’s not say anything

how about we just hold hands at look each other deeply in the eyes

y/n: i’m cool with that

hobi: are you cool with mingyu

y/n: cool with you by newjeans

hobi: me?

little old me >.<

y/n: always you

hobi: lol stop loveboming me wtf

y/n: yeah kys

about to give mingyu the sloppiest top known to man

hobi: mingyu doesn’t even like girls like you

y/n: girls like me???

hobi: yeah

i don’t need to explain i think you get it

y/n: are you calling me ugly rn…

hobi: you said it not me

y/n: ok

hobi: ok

y/n: hawk putuh

hobi: you didn’t….

y/n: i did

hobi: what fuck

y/n: yeah and what

hobi: what if i said

y/n: no

hobi: yeah

i enjoyed it real bad

do it again

let me catch it this time

😋

y/n: fuck off fuck you leave me alone

hobi: mingyu would never treat you like i do

y/n: i’m sold

tell mingyu i’m on my way

hobi: …

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lowkey hating joons and kooks but it’s okay better shit to come this just my warm up ong 🙏🏽💯🔥

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rouzuchan · 1 year

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the lack of h&l content is killing me i want to be delusional with the housen guys plS

SACHIO looks at you as if you placed the stars in the sky. He’d listen to your daily rants or sit in silence (if that’s what you’re comfortable with). Either way, without warning, he’d grab your chin and bask in that soft, blissful look on your face whenever you’d stare at him. No matter how many times he does it, that warm feeling always stays deep in your soul. It won’t be long until one of you leans in for the sweet stuff 👀 (An Art Gallery Could Never Be as Unique As You by Mrld)

Whenever ODAJIMA catches a glimpse of you, it’s on sight. Is JINKAWA talking his ear off about something? One look at your pretty face and he’ll put on his most suave attitude like nobody’s business. So often to the point SACHIO needed to physically get his attention… yeah. For your own good, don’t try playing hard to get, please. He’s a menace and he is not ashamed to admit it.

Being that MOJI will be leading Housen once the third-years graduate says a lot about his character. That being said: let this man court you and you’ll be subjected to royalty treatment 💅 No, seriously— he’ll pay for your meals, compliments your outfit, notices the slightest of changes, walk you home at the dead of night— the good shit 👍

Let’s say your HOUSEN’s personal (and underpaid) medic. Not only are you valued for the betterment of the school, but valuable to the leader’s hearts. (softies fr)

The seniors treat you well (romantic relation or sibling treatment, your choice), but they can be overbearing when it comes to your safety, but they mean well. Any faction tries anything with you and they’ll be like wolves baring their teeth. And we all know when Housen gets roused up… enemies ->🪦

This is all I got for now! I'm still getting to know the Worst cast since I've officially fallen in love with all of them /j alr, I'm gonna drown myself with "the worst x" content now 😚

#rouzu fics #high&low #high&low the worst #high&low the worst x #housen #sachio ueda #yuken odajima #imei jinkawa #takuyama moji #high&low x reader #high&low the worst x reader

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Tsurune Book 3 Chapter 3 - The Song of Naru (Part 2)

Let me share my personal theory: In this universe, the sport of kyudo possesses the supernatural ability to alter one's brain chemistry. Those who have a deeper affinity with the bow are more transformed by this ability. Kyudo, it seems, can make one become more spiritually attuned and connect seemingly completely unrelated concepts, but also warp one's thought processes to the point of non-kyudo practitioners finding them incomprehensible.

Anyways I still had no idea what's going on. And yes, that last line in the chapter is real

Glossary here

Full list of translations here

Translation Notes

The word used here is 文字絵 (mojie) which means a picture formed by letters

In Japanese, superstring theory (超弦理論) contains the character for "bowstring"

A yotsugake is a kyudo glove that covers four fingers

Dousha is "a form of Japanese archery with the purpose of shooting arrows from one end to the other of the outer area on the west side of Sanjyusangen-do temple"

Toshiya is another name for dousha

A kosode is a short-sleeved kimono. It contains the character for sleeve

Apparently this is a quote from Kuroko no Basuke?

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The sun was flashing, spreading rainbow-colored wings of light.

It was the middle of May. The prefectural high school kyudo tournament preliminaries were being held.

The competition event was “close range.” The first day’s “individual competition” consisted of shooting four arrows in two stages in zasha, and the top ten with the highest number of hits would be selected for the next round.

The “team competition” on the second day consisted of one coach and five to seven archers, and one male and one female team per school could participate. The competition format was teams of five, four shots in zasha, and a time limit of eight minutes. Forty-one schools participated in the boys’ competition, and the eight teams with the highest scores in the first and second rounds would advance to the prefectural tournament. Looking at the past results, winning was between thirty and thirty-five hits, and the lowest halfway point was twenty.

Kazemai High School had a total of six girls: the three second-years Hanazawa, Shiragiku, and Seo, and three first-years. The boys had a total of seven, with the five second-years Kaito, Ryouhei, Seiya, Nanao, and Minato, and the two first-years Himuro and Kanbayashi. A total of thirteen people entered the individual and team competitions.

Kazemai was the winning school last year, so they attracted a lot of attention. Their school’s name was printed on the back of their green jerseys along with the illustration of an arrow.

When a student from another school said, “Oh, it’s Kazamai,” Nanao folded his hands behind his head.

“This is read as Kazemai. I get it, I sometimes say it wrong too.”

Kaito was appalled. “Don’t get the name of your own school wrong.”

“Japanese kanji is hard because there are so many different readings. Nippon, Nihon, Hinomoto, and Yamato are all examples of the ever-changing name of our country, after all.”

“Oh, it’s Asahina and Eddie from YumiDou,” they heard someone say.

They looked and saw the Haneina High School members passing by, with the flashy duo leading them. “Haneine?” someone muttered when they saw the characters printed on the back of their orange jerseys.

“Those guys are called ‘Haneina High School’… Oi, Asahina and Eddie! Merha!”

When Nanao waved at them, Asahina and Eddie also waved back. In addition, there were other unique members following them, such as a man with narrow eyes, a boy with a notebook and pen, and a boy with fresh flowers in his bag.

Asahina saluted them. “Hey, Nanapri and everyone from Kazemai. It’s been a while. How are you guys?”

Eddie continued, “Prince Nanao, it has been long seen we’ve last contacted each other. The frog art (1) I received from you the other way has seen a lot of uses, that it has.”

“I’m glad to hear that. I saw your last stream. You hit the center of the target in the dark!”

“Thank you. My body learned how to do it using something interesting. If it’s my dojo, I rarely miss a shot.”

“That’s amazing. I’d like to learn that technique too,” Seiya said.

“During kai, the second joint of your bow hand’s index finger should be in line with the position of the tree branch outside the kyudojo.”

“That isn’t something you learned with your body, it’s something you saw with your eyes…”

“Haha, well, it’s alright, isn’t it? I’ll be able to do it with my mind’s eye sooner or later.”

Suddenly, Asahina stared at Minato.

“Hmm? Is there something on my face?”

“I don’t know why, but I feel like rubbing your forehead, Narumiya.”

Seiya quickly hid Minato’s forehead. “You need our advisor’s permission.”

“Seriously? Just how strict are things at Kazemai? If only we can use a jutsu to clone him and borrow one of them. Oh, speak of the devil, Doppelgangers No. 1 and 2 have arrived.”

Asahina’s gaze was directed at a group of people dressed in purple jerseys.

It was the Kirisaki High School kyudo club. The twin brothers Senichi and Manji stopped walking at almost exactly the same moment. Their bangs were arranged symmetrically to each other. Senichi, whose bangs were parted to the left, spoke.

“Doppelgangers are already old news. We’re the Twin Fighters now.”

Hearing this, Kaito’s jaw dropped.

“I can’t believe there are guys with terrible naming senses in a different way from Seiya… Are you sure you guys aren’t going against the times?”

“Huh!?” The twins exclaimed in unison. Kabashima and Yushima tried to calm them down, but Senichi picked up the corners of his mouth and bared his teeth, and Manji pulled his eyelid down and stuck out his tongue. Without paying any attention to what was going on around him, Ryouhei ran up to a certain person.

“Shuu-kun!”

“Hey, Ryouhei. Did you grow taller again?”

“Yep. I’m not losing to you yet!”

“Fufu. I guess I have to give up.”

“It’s a shame that Motomura-senpai and Sase-senpai aren’t here anymore. It’s so sad that everyone has to go their separate ways after graduating from high school, even though we had so much fun together. I wish I could shoot with everyone more.”

Shuu’s pale eyelashes wavered. Senichi and Manji reacted.

“Yamanouchi, stop calling him that.”

“Huh? But Shuu-kun is Shuu-kun, isn’t he?”

Someone was watching the jumble of green, orange, and purple as they chattered.

Kuon was lamenting outside the circle.

It’s him! The man I saw in my dreams.

…No, wait. Who is Fujiwara-senpai looking at?

Following his line of sight, Kuon found Minato there. Shuu had a gentle smile on his face.

I can’t believe this. Those who stand at the top should not smile so frivolously. I don’t care about the dog anymore. This guy must be harmful to Fujiwara-senpai.

The antique doll smiled coldly.

After the opening ceremony, the individual competition started. The order was random in individual competitions.

The girls went first. Hanazawa, Shiragiku, Seo, and six other girls put on their yugake and headed for the waiting room with their bows, arrows, and tsurumaki with spare strings. Tommy-sensei went with them.

Cheering squads from each school took their places in the stands. It was filled with people holding paper cranes with prayers written on them and others recording in notebooks.

The Kazemai girls started appearing from the third group. Hanazawa’s matooto was cheered by the audience, and Shiragiku and Seo, who were in separate groups, followed. They performed a light and lovely dance, and as a result, Hanazawa had two hits, Shiragiku had three hits, and Seo landed all four of her arrows.

Next was the boys’ division.

Haneina’s Asahina, Eddie, Matsuda, Kanuma, and Igarashi. The five unique and showy individuals captured people’s attentions even when they were alone. Two in particular, Asahina and Eddie, had hair colors that couldn’t be misperceived even from a distance, and their shooting was even more beautiful than in their videos. Their arrows were like flashes as lightning, and they hit with all four arrows.

Kanbayashi, a Kazemai first-year, watched them from the waiting room and thought, I can’t shoot disgracefully. I have to do my best not to bring shame to Kazemai.

The first individual match. Kanbayashi was at the second target in the second group. The archer before him drew his bow. He released his arrow and hit the target at three o’clock. It was a good start.

Meanwhile, tension had stiffened Kanbayashi’s shoulders.

Huh? Why can’t I focus?

As he panicked in his mind, he raised his bow and moved to daisan. He slowly pushed his bow open—

Right when Kanbayashi realized it, the arrow was no longer in his hand and was sticking out of the arrow path. The arrow had jumped out of his hand while he was still drawing his bow. He had no idea what happened.

Crap, crap, crap.

No way, is this target panic…?

No, no, no, I’ve been nervous plenty of times, but I’ve never let go this early. No, there’s no time to think about this. I have to nock the next arrow—. His hands were shaking, and his bow grip was becoming slick with sweat.

It’s fine, it’s fine, it’ll be okay next time.

The more he chanted that in his mind, the rougher his breathing became.

For his second shot, Kanbayashi’s arrow was once again released before reaching kai. The venue became noisy as people started murmuring to each other, and the sound of someone saying “Ah” remained in his ears. The archer behind him released a sharp-flying arrow. Shouts of “Yes!” reverberated.

Kanbayashi’s third shot came around. He could feel his hands shaking. He didn’t know how to interpret this first-time sensation. What did Narumiya-senpai say? To overcome target panic, focus on breathing and exhale slowly. Exhale, exha…, oh no, I can’t do it—.

Again, before he even drew his bow back, the arrow was released in an instant. The sound of the aluminum arrow sweeping across the ground resounded, and it pierced the target after bouncing.

Is this what it means to not hear a tsurune?

It was almost terrifying for an archer.

After shooting all four arrows, Kanbayashi didn’t make any matooto, while Kaito, Seiya, and Minato landed all their arrows, and the others ended the first round with three hits.

Once he left the kyudojo, Kanbayashi buried his face in his hands. His heart was still pounding. “Don’t be so hard on yourself,” Nanao called out, but Kanbayashi’s face was so stiff that all he could manage was a forced smile.

This is so embarrassing. I became a complete mess in front of my senpais and my family who came to support me.

I’ve been practicing and practicing, but when the actual competition comes, I end up like this. What am I doing—.

Kanbayashi gripped the arrows that he retrieved.

“Please remove me from the lineup for tomorrow’s team competition! I can’t do it! I definitely have target panic! I don’t want to be a burden on everyone!”

This time it wasn’t Kanbayashi, but Minato and the second-years who were blinking rapidly.

It was Kaito who responded. “Oi, oi. We’re still only halfway through the individual competition. Why don’t you just hit the remaining four?”

Nanao and Ryouhei also chimed in.

“That’s right. It’s a little too early to give up. Let’s focus on the individual competition in front of us first.”

“Yeah, what he said. There was also a time when I panicked because my string snapped, but I managed.”

However, Kanbayashi didn’t change his opinion.

“It’s impossible! I’ve always had the potential to get target panic! My mental weakness is the only thing I’m confident about! You have to have had it to understand how awful it is!”

Everyone’s eyes turned to Minato. Nothing but the words of someone who experienced target panic could reach Kanbayashi’s heart now.

Minato stepped forward.

“Although it’s called target panic, it’s still a relatively early and sudden system. It’s not severe yet. We can get back on track.”

“You saw me, didn’t you!? My terrible shooting! I was so careful about target panic, but why, why…”

“Let’s do the dantian breathing exercises together. You’re too worked up right now, but you’ll calm down in a few minutes.”

“I can’t do such wishful thinking!”

Minato took Kanbayashi’s hand.

“Kanbayashi, listen to me. My mom once told me about something she read in a book. In ancient times, the Japanese named very fast vehicles ‘tsubame.” The second-fastest were ‘kodama,’ and the ones after that were ‘hikari.’ What do you think is a vehicle that’s faster than light?”

“…Was there anything faster than light?”

“The Shinkansen ‘Nozomi.’ It’s the Japanese word for ‘hope.’ The slogans were, ‘Nozomi of Ambitious Japan! is always there for you’ and ‘Nozomi is the fastest way to meet the person you want to see.’”

Tommy-sensei, who had been watching their exchange, smiled broadly.

“I’ve ridden on the ‘Hinotori’ before. E=mc2. It reminds one of Einstein, the monument of theoretical physics. When things move, they get heavier.”

“Tommy-sensei, you’re knowledgeable about physics too?” Kanbayashi said.

“No, not at all. I’m just a geography teacher. I only know the two theories: relativity, which deals with gravity, and quantum mechanics, which explains the behavior of matter in the microscopic world.”

“The only one of the seventeen subatomic particles that hadn’t been confirmed, the Higgs boson particle, was discovered in this century. It was called the God particle, and is responsible for giving mass to everything. And I guess there’s also the ‘superstring theory,’” Seiya supplemented. (2)

“Super-string?”

“The superstring theory. It’s a theory that claims that the origin of all things is ultra-small ‘strings’. The theory is that particles are actually the vibrations of these strings. It’s still at the stage of hypothesis.”

“The universe is made up of the sound of strings. I guess it would be too poetic to say that tsurune is the true nature of matter. Sound is the vibrating waves of air. Since it’s said that everything from people and plants to minerals are made up of waves, to say that ‘Nozomi’ is faster than light might not necessarily be wrong,” Masa-san said.

“Wow, tsurune is incredible.”

Tommy-sensei smiled with satisfaction at Kanbayashi, who was blinking rapidly.

“When I hear the word ‘ambitious,’ I think of Dr. Clark’s words. ‘Boys, be ambitious. Like this old man.’ I can almost hear the doctor laughing as he says, ‘I’m an eternal young man.’ Now, there’s still a long, long way to go. Let’s go to the next stage together.”

“I don’t really understand, but I’m going to let the team competition wait and focus on what’s in front of me right now.”

Kanbayashi changed his mindset and practiced dantian breathing as Minato put his hand on his lower abdomen.

As for the results of the individual competition, Kazemai’s Minato, Seiya, and Kaito, Kirisaki’s Shuu, Kabashima, and Kuon, Haneina’s Asahina and Eddie, and Seo from the girls’ division would be advancing to prefecturals.

The second day was the team competition.

The first round. The Haneina team, who were famous as Yotubers, drew a lot of attention for their shooting.

The oomae was Eddie Fox.

His long, blond hair was tied high up on his head, and a headband was tied around his forehead. He looked like an actor in a period drama. Once he gripped his bow, his jokester persona disappeared as his eyes sharpened, his breathing became shallower, and his face became dreadfully serious. A burst of sound resounded from the target area as he took advantage of a momentary gap and got in close to his opponent.

The second target was Matsuda Kotetsu.

He had poor vision, and the world he saw was composed of multicolored balls of light. His hearing was above average, and he had an excellent sense of perception. Whenever he stood before the target, he always stood behind someone else because it was easier to perceive the distance when someone was standing in front of him. Kyudo was a sport that could be played by people of all ages, and physical differences were no handicap. With the use of remote video conferencing, it was even possible to have a match with people on the other side of the world at the same time.

The third target was the naka, Kanuma Nobuhiko.

He was a haiku poet who loved writing haikus. He was staring absentmindedly into space during the middle of a competition.

A staff member approached him and asked him in a whisper, “Hey, what’s wrong? Are you not feeling well?”

“The eye of the snake/the white water surface holds/the golden-scaled fish. I tried to write a poem about carps living in a pond, but I guess it’s too mediocre. On a summer’s day/the koi frolic and a cat/sleeps beneath a tree. How’s that?” (3)

“This isn’t a haiku contest, it’s a kyudo tournament! Concentrate on your shooting!”

“Okaaay.”

Kanuma nocked his arrow. The spectators who had witnessed the scene were taken aback by his lack of nervousness and extraordinary strength of his heart.

The fourth target was the ochimae, Igarashi Shion.

He was the Gardening Prince who loved flowers. Even when he was sitting in his chair in the waiting room, he kept fresh flowers with him and left them with his tsurumaki. Even his bow was decorated with flowers he drew himself, and there were even people who wanted him to sell it to them. His shooting was as sweet-smelling as a flower and created the illusion of a fairy flying.

The fifth person was the ochi, Asahina You.

His red hair symbolized the rising sun. He parted his bow and followed the correct tsurumichi path. What was beautiful was good, and what was good was true. If you sought beauty and aesthetic, you would naturally follow the right path without being aware of it. Far from concepts such as “seeking the truth” and “ascetic training,” and the irrepressible joy that radiated from him captivated those who watched him. He liked to have fun, and believed in fundamentally ignoring what wasn’t fun or changing it to be fun.

The Haneina High School kyudo club was both noble and greedy. They lived not by the values of others, but their own axes. The five of them were comrades and friends who had met each other on their travels. Of course, there were occasional clashes of opinion, but they knew when to quit, so there were no lingering resentments. Making videos was a great way to learn about life and society, as what one said and did was constantly exposed to the public eye. It wasn’t easy to communicate something to others. True expressive people seemed to be free and unfettered at first glance, but they kept their feet on the ground and devoted themselves to their work.

The five of them carved out the Eight Stages of Shooting.

Ashibumi, douzukuri, yugamae, uchiokoshi, hikiwake, kai, hanare, zanshin.

When five circles, a “yoko kaichuu,” were lined up next to each other on the scoreboard, there was an eruption of applause.

Hanazawa, Shiragiku, and Seo, who were watching from the stands, let out sighs.

“It feels really fun.”

“Their shooting was brilliant.”

“They’re formidable opponents. It seems that the boys’ division won’t be so smooth-sailing.”

The members of the Haneina High School kyudo club achieved the high results of four, four, four, three, and four hits each.

Second round, first kyudojo. The champions, Kirisaki High School, were taking their turn.

The oomae was Kabashima. He was particular about his face and form. In the name of Kirisaki High School, he shot so that no one could complain. When gripping the bow, the tenmonsuji should be firmly sticking to the todake, and the skin between one’s thumb and index finger should be rolled up from below. It was no exaggeration to say that kyudo began with the Eight Stages of Shooting and ended with the Eight Stages of Shooting. Originally, it was the Seven Stages, but with the addition of “zanshin,” it became eight. Why did they make it eight? He felt something profound in it. He earnestly, single-mindedly, carved out the Eight Stages and created a matooto. He was intoxicated by the sweet tone.

Senichi was at the second target, and Manji was at the third. Although their time-difference attack was sealed up, the confidence of the Twin Fighters was evident. We stand on the front line, the firing line. Come on, follow us. They looked completely relaxed, as if victory had been decided before the fight had even begun.

The ochimae was Kuon Takumi. Unusually for a high school student, he used a yotsugake. (3) There were slight differences in gripping the string depending on whether you were wearing mitsugake and yotsugake. Originally used in dousha, (4) and it was said that yotsugake was more suitable for people who drew many arrows like the toshiya (5)in Sanjusangen-do or for people with tough bows, but since Kuon believed that yotsugake were more superiorly ranked than mitsugake, he chose to use it. The arrow that was released almost hit the center. A rapturous air exuded from his whole body.

When the ochi, Shuu, started to lift his bow, the entire venue resonated with silence.

Even the sound of his clothes rustling was daunting. He possessed a divinity, as if he had reached a higher level than what everyone called the “Young Lord.” He himself became a bow and emitted a tsurune that soared through the heavens. Shuu’s sound instantly erased the uncanny colors created by Kuon and purified the place.

A true sound.

A good sound.

A beautiful sound.

By the time the people whose hearts were pierced came back to their senses, Shuu had already left.

The results were announced over the loudspeaker.

“The results will be announced now. First shooting range, Team 17, four, four, three, four, four, nineteen hits total. Second shooting range, Team 18, four, two, two, four, 12 hits total. That is all.”

Kirisaki won, and Kazemai went after them.

The oomae, Kaito, drew his bow tightly. He relaxed his hands and stretched his upper arms.

More force, more force. He stretched and stretched—then released. The arrow was sucked into the target while spinning clockwise.

The second target, Ryouhei, didn’t only grow in height. He had the dignity of an archer, and he shot with majesty. He was someone who had love for everyone. He would continue to have affection for himself and others for the rest of his life. The target accurately reflected the archer, and the round target, without deceit or calculation, was waiting to be pierced.

The naka, Seiya, was also clearly different from who he was a year ago. He took off his obstinate armor and stretched his limbs freely. He hated himself. He hated irrationality, fate, all of it. When he became entwined with hatred and fell into a swamp, there was someone who reached out to him. That person said that they didn’t care what kind of person he was.

The ochimae, Kanbayashi, began to carry out his shot. He concentrated on the lower abdomen that Minato had put his hand on before.

The dantian is “here.”

Now, gather the light here.

He threw away all speech and listened only to the sound of his breathing. When the wind calmed down, his arrow flew at high speed.

The ochi was Minato. He summoned the wind that should have stopped. The wind that rushed around the earth was the land’s breath. Once you were able to feel that, you became a wind user. He manipulated the wind at will and connected it to a new era.

The tsurune took everything away.

For the results of the first round, Kazemai had fifteen hits out of twenty.

After the first and second rounds were completed, Kirisaki had thirty-six hits, Haneina had thirty-five, and Kazemai had thirty-three.

All three schools made it through the preliminaries.

After the tournament, the Kazemai second-years and Masa-san waited for a car to pick them up. Tommy-sensei and the first-years went home first. Waves of people came and went to the other shore.

Minato, Seiya, and Ryouhei sat on the edge of a flower bed. Ryouhei immediately started to eat his sweets. Seiya, finding the verse from “Greensleeves” stuck in his head, couldn’t help but hum it.

He met eyes with Masa-san, who was next to them.

“Is that an English folk song? You know a lot of old songs, Seiya.”

“If you know it, then you must be ancient as well, Masa-san. Minato’s mom used to hum it. Oh, it can’t be helped if you don’t know it.”

A bell was rung. Fighters burned with quiet fighting spirit.

Seeing the two jab at each other, Nanao quickly took out his phone. He entered the search words, and the English lyrics and translation were displayed.

Kaito peered at them.

“What’s this? Isn’t this just a guy who got dumped and kept whining about it? Isn’t it too obsessive to say at the end, ‘Goodbye, please come here again and love me?’”

“Kacchan, you don’t understand heartbreak at all.”

“Hah? I don’t need to.”

“Yep, that’s what I thought.”

Ryouhei said that he would eat all the sweets.

“What kind of woman is Greensleeves? He’s calling her name over and over, right?”

Seiya was the one who answered. “I did some research, but the prevailing theory seems to be that it’s a metaphor and not a real name. There are various theories that Greensleeves is a prostitute, a dead person, or a ghost. Also, some people think that Greensleeves isn’t a song about lost love, but more like a hymn.”

For a moment, sound disappeared.

Even though it should have been extremely noisy with all the people around, the area was so silent that it made their ears hurt. Even the birds were quiet.

Masa-san murmured a few words.

“Green kosode—. (6) I think it’s talking about the upper arm.”

“What do you mean?” Minato asked.

“There’s a custom in the West to wear green when one turns into a spirit. When you think of Santa Claus, you think of red clothes, but that was because he was dressed in a company’s image color in advertisements, and in England, he was originally dressed in green. According to one theory, Santa Claus is Saint Nicholas, that is, a clergyman. He is a person who seems to have existed, and his name and deeds are passed on to his disciples.”

“What does that have to do with ‘upper arms’?”

“I think ‘Greensleeves’ refers to the arms themselves. It’s ‘green sleeves.’ When you touch the arm of a person, a miracle will occur. That makes them a vessel of the divine.”

Masa-san typed into his phone.

Alas, my love, you do me wrong.

Greensleeves was all my joy.

Greensleeves was my delight.

Oh, my chest feels like it’s about to burst. You who bestow love, how cruel you are.

You let enjoy your love, and say you’ll forsake me. Is this a test of God?

Greensleeves, you are joy itself.

Greensleeves, you are days of happiness.

I was happy just being by your side.

Seiya spoke.

“That sound like words dedicated to God. A somewhat critical song of lamentation and resignation.”

“Greensleeves may have been a person who had a healing hand that could cure illnesses and injuries, or maybe she was a saint. There are even those who say that it is the name of God. It’s distinct from the secular world and doesn’t appear openly. Even if you’re attracted by, yearn for, adore, sacrifice yourself, and give up all your wealth and power for the singing voice that you overhear from the church, you cannot touch ‘it.’”

“I see. In that case, I can at least acknowledge the manly spirit of ‘I’ll stop you even if I have to cling to you,’” Kaito said. (7)

“Kacchan, this isn’t a rugby play. And ‘manly spirit,’ really? You completely ruined the mood,” Nanao said.

Seiya lowered his eyes and took off his glasses.

“Being abandoned by God might be an indication that humans are irredeemable.”

Shiragiku’s expression clouded over, and she gripped Seo and Hanazawa’s hands.

“How awful…it was such a wonderful melody.”

As everyone fell silent, Minato pondered.

Has God abandoned humans?

Is this really true? Didn’t I forget something important?

“You’re wrong! Such a sad and gentle melody could never be a criticism and lament to God. This is a joyful song for a coming-of-age ceremony!” he started shouting.

Before he knew it, everyone was staring at him blankly. The three girls shrank back while still holding hands.

Masa-san tried to follow Minato’s thought process.

“Coming-of-age ceremony? What’s with this all of a sudden? Where did your thoughts fly to, Minato?”

“I remembered my mother’s words. She said that at coming-of-age ceremonies, it’s a ‘song of naru.’”

“…What do you mean? Did your mother have a shrine maiden disposition?

“No, she was a normal mom.”

“Don’t put too much stock in what Narumiya calls ‘normal.’ By the way, who’s Naru? Is that a new character? Now I’m even more confused.”

Kaito scratched his head.

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Hi! Catching Kira must be super timeconsuming. What do each of the members' families/partners think of them being gone all the time? Good luck catching Kira by the way!

Matsui: Ah, what a good question, better directed at my fellow task force members, haha! It is super time consuming, but I wouldn’t have it any other way, because what is life without a purpose? And what purpose is there of more amazing proportions than catching Kira?! I honestly prefer it to being home. I live alone − I’m afraid I don’t have a romantic partner, haha, and my family is… I don’t really talk to them much about anything that isn’t the basic ‘How have you been doing, have you been eating well’ questions… (I have been eating well…) We’re distant enough that I prefer a meeting with L to an awkward family dinner. Then again, because our phones always have to be off during meetings with L, sometimes I’ve gotten my mom or my grandma asking me why I wasn’t picking up their calls… Anyway… I’m just honored and happy to be here!

Mochi: Um… Not sure what to say. Hello, Mochi here. I am another member of the task force who doesn’t have a wife or children to go back home to. I can’t imagine how difficult that is. I haven’t told my family I’m working on catching Kira, and I don’t think they’ve noticed. I asked my mother if she’d noticed me working longer hours and she said I always work hard. ‘That’s my son,’ she said…

Ryuzaki: You are supposed to be Moji, Moji. What is this ‘Mochi’ business?

Matsui: Sorry, Matsui here explaining. I forgot Moji’s codename and I only remembered ‘Mochi’, because um, let’s say someone that we know calls him that way, and

Ryuzaki here, interrupting Matsui. Okay. That was enough of an explanation.

Moji: I don’t mind Mochi, but Ryuzaki has told me I should be Moji, as it is more serious. I am Moji.

Aihara: My turn now? Well, great question. It’s really difficult. I’m starting to have too many arguments with my wife over it to be able to count them… Working with L means what we do is top secret, so I can’t explain my absences to her and my small daughter. It would only put them in danger if they knew what I’m doing. I would urge you all to consider that when you post online about how ‘cool’ Kira is.

Matsui intermission: Surely our followers aren’t doing that, Aihara!!

Aihara: Sure. Anyway. I need my family to live in a world without Kira, and that’s why I do what I do.

Matsui: People like Aihara are really inspirational… I really can’t relate to this whole ‘having a family to take care of’ thing… Speaking of which, I’m passing this to chief Asahi…

Asahi: Like I’ve told Matsui before, I am not anyone’s chief in the context of the task force. But yes. It’s hard. I have a wife and two children myself. Lucky for me, my wife is an angel…

Matsui: No offence to Aihara and his wife, eh, chief? No, sorry, sorry. He’s telling me about he didn’t mean that at all, obviously he didn’t. Leaving him to use the computer and shutting up now!!!

Asahi: Like I was saying… My wife is an angel who insists on granting me kindness and understanding that I understand less and less the more time passes and I neglect her and my daughter. My daughter isn’t as young as Aihara’s, but let’s leave it there and not mention any identifying characteristics… But what I mean is she understands more than a younger girl might, and sometimes I forget she is strong too. She will complain, but never too seriously; she stops when she picks up on the fact that I can’t do anything to help not being home for another long stretch of time. I raised my children to withstand the difficulties of life, and they haven’t disappointed me. And, deep down, I think my wife is the same as me.

Light: Ah, hello. I definitely don’t have a wife and children either. I think Matsui already mentioned that I’m young? So much for avoiding identifying characteristics, right? Haha. I’m joking. Anyway, I do have a family, even if it’s not that kind of family… But whatever difficulty is derived from being away from them is nothing I can’t withstand. We have to do what we have to do, right? I was always taught that; there’s really not much more to it.

Though I miss my little sister.

Matsui: I think the chief, sorry, Asahi, I think Asahi finds it harder than he lets on, and so does his family. Me and my family definitely aren’t the type to withstand difficulties with quiet honor or whatever − what a dream! haha! My grandma wishes…

L: ‘My family and I’, Matsui.

Hello. I have just been told by Matsui that, apparently, people would be interested in how ‘L’ personally feels about this question; him, and not any intermediaries. Therefore… L here, disappointing you all with the answer that family is no item to me. Especially when it comes to catching Kira. This is the end of my communication.

Matsui back here real quick to say: I do wonder about L’s family… Um, and Ryuzaki’s. And Watari’s… who doesn’t want to say anything either about how he feels about the question. Says he’s busy… I guess being in the ‘L’ circle means there’s no room for family? Do you guys think you have to give up all your earthly attachments to BECOME L, or something? Kidding!! Just kidding!!!

Signed, the task force! Thank you for your good luck, by the way! We’re feeling it already!!!

#-Matsui #-Mochi #I mean #-Moji #-Ryuzaki #-Aihara #-Asahi #-Asahi Light #answered #kaythetrashcan #death note

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Hi losers (affectionate), I have a shit ton of The Hex incorrect quotes I'm gonna slap at you. Enjoy

Chandrelle: You either buckle down and do your work or you'll end up at McDonalds SWK: We goin to McDonalds if I dont do my work??? :D Chandrelle: N o -

Chandrelle: SWK, what do you have? SWK: A KNIFE! Chandrelle: Okay, have fu- Bryce: NO!

SWK: Why does Rust always do the laundry so loudly? Bryce: So everyone knows that no one helps him out in the house. Rust, in the distance: *slams the washing machine shut*

SWK: I made tea. Chandrelle: I don't want tea. SWK: I didn't make you tea. This is my tea. Chandrelle: Then why did you tell me? SWK: It's a conversation starter. Chandrelle: It's a horrible conversation starter. SWK: Oh, is it? We're conversing. Checkmate.

El: Firstly, how dare you use mathematics to make me look stupid! El: I’m actually very good at mathematics. El: Thirdly, I think you might be right.

Chandrelle: We just ate. Why are you making pancakes? Lazarus: For the dogs. Chandrelle: Why are you making pancakes for the dogs? Lazarus: They don't know how.

Lazarus: I have yet to encounter a problem where a sword didn't factor into the solution at least in some way.

Lionel: Are you reading fanfiction? Carla, reading an article about extremely rare diseases: Wh- No. Lionel: Oh, is it on AO3? Carla: This is CNN.

Chandrelle: No thanks. Chandrelle: I'm god.

Lazarus: Chandrelle, remember when you said you weren’t going to interfere with my love life? Chandrelle: No, that doesn’t sound like me at all.

Reggie: SWK, get that hideous thing out of the room, would you? SWK: Chandrelle, Reggie wants you to get out of the inn.

Lazarus: When Chandrelle was born, the gods said, "They're too perfect for this world." SWK: Please. When she was born, the devil said, "Oh, competition."

Lazarus: Wow, Chandrelle made you cry? SWK, tearing up: Yes, and she said some really mean things that are only partly true.

Lazarus, pointing a camera at Chandrelle: There she is, our sweet baby. Chandrelle, holding a cigarette and a beer: What-?

Chandrelle: I thought I told you to stop reading my journal. Lazarus: Well, I thought I told you to stop keeping secrets!

Irving: You’re charged with…..breaking into a pet store? Bryce: I thought the animals might be lonely.

Chandrelle: I think it's time to start fucking some shit up. Lazarus: Oh no. Chandrelle: More like "oh yes!"

Lazarus: Nice rock. Moji: Thanks, Chandrelle gave it to me. Chandrelle: I threw it at you! Moji: Isn’t she the sweetest?

Lazarus: You look like a corpse that was just pulled out of the river. Sado: Wrong. I look like a cool rock star who just OD'd in their own pool. Big difference.

Chandrelle: My future partner must be brave, strong, intelligent, successful and organized. Lazarus: *steps on a caterpillar and proceeds to drop to their knees and sob while apologizing profusely* Chandrelle: That one. I want that one.

Irving: I want to kiss you. Bryce, not paying attention: What? Irving: I said if you die, I won’t miss you.

Lionel: Oh and for your information, I don't have an ego. Lionel: My facebook photo is a landscape.

El: Yeah, well I've never died so how do I know that god is real.

Chandrelle: Get in, loser, we’re committing vehicular manslaughter!

El: Slash gamemode creative. SWK: Dude, this isn't Min- El: *starts levitating*

Chandrelle: Try not to roll your eyes at me. El: I don't have pupils.

Lazarus: I dare you- Chandrelle: Sado is not allowed to accept dares anymore. Lazarus: Why not? Sado: "I have no regard for my own or others personal safety", as some would say.

Sado: Rust, I sense hostility. Rust: Good, because I hate you.

Chandrelle: You have your weirdly sincere humility. Lazarus: I prefer the term "self-loathing", actually.

Rust: "It's easy to forget what a sin is in the middle of a battlefield." Chandrelle: Opposite over hypotenuse. Chandrelle: Dipshit.

Lazarus, setting down a card: Ace of spades. El, pulling out an Uno card: +4. SWK, pulling out a Pokémon card: Jolteon, I choose you! Rust, trembling: What are we playing?!

Chandrelle: Do you take constructive criticism? Bryce: Not without crying

El: So, what are we doing? Lazarus: Wasting our lives. El: I meant for lunch...

El: What’s your body count? Rust: Do you mean sex or murder?

Jay: I haven't slept in seventy-three hours. Lazarus: Eighty. Democratically elected leader of insomnia. Junior: Bitch, it's been ninety for me. I'm going for an even one hundred. Jeremiah: You guys are fucking terrifying.

Bryce: When I see initials carved into a tree with a heart I think it’s so romantic. Two lovers on a date... one of them carrying a knife for some reason.

Lazarus, pointing to the wall: What color is this? Chandrelle: Gray. Rust: Grey. Lazarus, turning to El: Now tell them what color you think it is. El: Dark white.

Sado: You fuckers don’t know about my knife stick. It’s a knife taped to a stick and it’s the ultimate weapon. Bryce: Spear. Sado: BLOCKED.

El: What are you drinking? Sado: Vodka. El: Straight? Sado: No, gay. Why?

Sado: Uh, I think I got your lunch. *Holds up a note that reads: ‘I am very proud of you. Love, Chandrelle* Lazarus: Oh yeah. I didn’t think this was for me. *Holds up a note that reads: ‘Be good. For the love of God, Please be good.’*

Sado: Are you sure Chandrelle’s even sapphic? She barely even looked at me.

Bryce: We've got to find a way to cut down our expenses. What can we live without? Lazarus: Irving, probably.

El: Why are you drinking? Lazarus: I drink when I'm depressed. El: But you're always drinking? Lazarus: *smug grin*

Lazarus: Sometimes I like to place my hands on someone’s cheeks, look into their eyes... Lazarus, thinking about Irving: ...And violently jerk their head until it snaps. SWK: ...That took an unexpected turn. Chandrelle: So did their neck.

Sado: Mint is just cold spicy. The Squad: ... Chandrelle: What the actual fuck is wrong with you.

Reggie, at Jeremiah’s funeral: I need a moment with him. Everyone: Of course. *They leave* Reggie, leaning over Jeremiah’s coffin: Okay, listen here you little shit. I know you’re not dead. Jeremiah: Yeah, no shit.

Lionel: *seductively takes off glasses* Wow, you're... blurry.

Rust: What are you guys doing? Lazarus: Like in life in general or- SWK: Not much. Why, what's up? Rust: I dunno, I’m bored playing AC. SWK: Assassins Creed? Rust: Animals Creed. Lazarus: Assassins Crossing.

Lazarus: That's ridiculous, Bryce doesn't have a crush on me. SWK: Yes he does. Chandrelle: Yes he does. Bryce: Yes I do.

Lazarus: I wanna die. Rust: We all do, you aren't special!

SWK: I'm usually that person who has no idea what's going on.

Lionel: I think my guardian angel drinks.

Irving: Are you ever going to listen to me? Lazarus: Yes. Absolutely. Irving: When? Lazarus: When you're right.

Lionel, looking at a selfie of Carla’s: I hate this photo. Carla: I’m cute as fuck in that photo! I’m smiling kindly. Lionel: You’re not smiling kindly; you look like you’re up to something. Carla: Up to kindness.

Sado: You want to know why people are so afraid of clowns? Well you know what people say about how their feet aren't the only thing that's big? And how people who drive really big cars have small dicks? Well clowns are out there with their big feet and tiny cars...

Lazarus: I'm bored.

Rust: Wanna commit first degree murder? Lazarus: Sure! Bryce, hearing them: No- Stop, don't do that! Put that knife down! Put Sado down!!

Rust: There's no way he likes me back. El: Lazarus would throw himself in front of a moving car for you. Rust: Lazarus would throw himself in front of a moving car for fun.

Carla: I’m sick and tired of being called 'mortal' like, you don’t know that. Neither do I. I have never died even ONCE. Nothing has been proven yet. Stop making assumptions. It’s rude.

Lionel: Sometimes, I don’t realize an event was traumatic until I tell it as a funny story and notice everyone is staring at me weird.

Bryce: You know, Chandrelle gives Lazarus flowers everyday, I wish you'd do that too. Rust: Okay. *Later* Rust: *gives Lazarus flowers* Lazarus: ??? Rust: I don't know, I'm confused as well.

Rust: You have any sunscreen? Lazarus: You can't get a sunburn from a bonfire- Rust: It's for my marshmallow ya dumbass.

Bryce: I made this friendship bracelet for you. Chandrelle: You know, I’m not really a jewelry person. Bryce: You don’t have to wear… Chandrelle: No, I’m gonna wear it forever. Back off.

Lazarus: Hello, I'm Lazarus. I work at a shop now. Here to help. Look, they gave me a badge with my name on it in case I forget it. Very helpful, as that does happen.

El: When was the last time you cried? SWK: Uh 15 minutes ago, why?? El: Really? That recent? SWK: Yeah *voice crack* Is that an issue? *starts crying again*

Rust: You can track Lazarus? Chandrelle: Of course I can. If the Gameworks can do it, so can I.

Lazarus: All the sudden I got a random burst of energy, and I think it's my body's last hurrah before it completely shuts down.

Rust: You can't wake up if you never go to sleep.

El: Bryce is off at an appointment, so while he’s gone, I’m going to cut the sleeves off all of my shirts. Rust: Why? El: He’s like 90% of my impulse control.

Carla: I failed my safety training course today. Lionel: Why, what happened? Carla: Well one of the questions was "In case of a fire, what steps would you take?" Lionel: And? Carla: Well apparently "FUCKING LARGE ONES" isn't an acceptable answer.

Irving: I didn’t even realize how sarcastic I was being. It’s starting to become a problem, I think.

Lionel, recording the voice over for Walk: Editor's note: What the fuck?

Chandrelle: Is stabbing someone immoral? Lazarus: Not if they consent to it. Rust: Depends on who you’re stabbing. Bryce: YES??!!?

Lazarus: I have a problem. El: If it's harder than 2+2, I can't help.

El: Bet you can’t eat 15 crayons! SWK: Bet you I can! Reggie: *sips coffee, checks to make sure 911 is still on speed dial, and goes back to reading the paper*

Irving: I’m a bad person, I’m a very bad person, I’m a horrible person. The Squad: Irving: No you’re not, Irving! We still love you, Irving!

Bryce: Sado has no survival skills, her need to win has replaced them. Chandrelle: That can't be true. Bryce: Watch this. Bryce: Hey Sado, race you to the bottom of the stairs! Sado: *Throws herself out a window*

Reggie: My expectations are low, but they can always go lower.

Reggie: Chandrelle got into a fight. Lazarus: That’s bad. Lazarus: Lazarus: Did she win?

SWK, texting Chandrelle: Roses are red, Tony Hawk is a skater… Chandrelle’s phone, auto-replying: I’m driving right now–I’ll get back to you later. *Later* Chandrelle, texting back: Fuck you.

SWK: Look, Chandrelle! It's the good Kush! Chandrelle: It's the dollar store, how good can it be?

Chandrelle: When I first met you, I did not like you. Irving: I'm aware of that. Chandrelle: But then you and I had some time together. Irving: Uh-huh? Chandrelle: It did not get better.

Irving: This is a very powerful artifact. You’d be messing with some forces we don’t fully understand. Reggie: That sounds like a dare to me. Irving: Oh my god.

El: You know what’s funny about Bryce? He’s my best friend, and anyone who’d hurt him is someone I’d murder, probably.

Chandrelle walking into the kitchen and seeing all their limes peeled: Sado, I love you but, what the h-e-double FUCK. Sado, sipping coffee happily: I love you too :)

Irving: I tried to write ‘I'm a functional adult’ but my phone changed it to ‘fictional adult’ and I feel like that’s more accurate.

El, looking at their reflection: Now, that's rubbish. Who's that supposed to be? Lazarus: Well, that's you. El: Me?! Is that what I look like? Lazarus: You don't know? El: Busy day.

SWK, excitedly: Heeyy!! Lazarus: Hey, someone's excited. Chandrelle, deadpan: Yeah, and it's making me sick.

*Comments under an image of a really hot knife cutting bread* Chandrelle: Imagine stabbing someone with this knife. Rust: It would instantly cauterize the wound, so the person wouldn't bleed, so it's not very useful. Sado: if you want information it is SWK: why would you STAB a person when you can have TOAST?

Irving: I have an idea. Lazarus: A good idea? Irving: Let's not get ahead of ourselves.

Lazarus: Hey, are you okay? Chandrelle: Yeah. Lazarus: You don't look okay... Chandrelle: Then stop looking.

Rust: You were stabbed. Do you remember anything? Chandrelle: Only the ambulance ride to the hospital. Rust: That wasn't an ambulance, I drove you. Chandrelle: But I heard a siren. El: That was Lazarus. Lazarus: Sorry, I got nervous.

Sado: I truly go into housewife mode when I'm someone's soulmate- like, I'll make you pancakes and bacon every morning. Chandrelle: This is a lie. Chandrelle: I'm literally dating her. This is a lie. Chandrelle: SHE DOESN’T EVEN KNOW HOW TO COOK A PANCAKE, WHAT IS THIS.

Sado: I'm going to take a shower, I'll be right back. Chandrelle: Why are you telling me this, I don't care. Chandrelle, right after Sado leaves the room: I miss her already.

Bryce: I like your top, Sado! Sado: Thanks, her name’s Chandrelle :) Chandrelle: *Sighs* Why are you like this

Chandrelle: Where have you been all day? Sado: Oh, just dealing with things way beyond my maturity level.

El: Do you want some tea? Rust: What are the options? El: Yes or no.

Chandrelle: I'm hot, I’m tall, I'm gay, and I'm on my theatre kid arc.

Lazarus: Pros and cons of dating me. Lazarus: Pros. You'll be the cute one. Lazarus: Cons. Holy shit, where do I begin-

Chandrelle: Rust, we tried things your way. Rust: No, we didn't. Chandrelle: I did it in my head and it didn't work.

Carla: If I was married to you I would put poison in your coffee. Lionel: If I was married to you I’d drink it.

Sado: I think I should be allowed on ghost hunter tv shows. Lazarus: I think that would be dangerous for the ghosts.

Irving: Punch me in the face. Chandrelle: ...Punch you? Irving: Yes, punch me, didn’t you hear me? Chandrelle: I always hear ‘punch me in the face’ while you’re speaking but it’s usually just subtext.

Rust: There's something I have to ask about you-know-who. El: Voldemort? Rust: No. El: Is it Voldemort? Rust: It's not Voldemort. El: You haven’t mentioned wizards once in this conversation, so I’m gonna have to assume it’s Voldemort.

El: Sometimes I drink milk straight from the container. Sado: The cow?? El: What? Bryce: Sado, W H Y?

Chandrelle: The waiter at Olive Garden has been grating my cheese for 6 hours now, waiting for me to say when. Customers are screaming. Three people have died. Chandrelle: I will not yield.

Chandrelle: I never tell people off the bat that I'm gay. I wait. I wait until they say some homophobic shit and then I laugh and am like "you know I'm gay right?" and watch the look of terror on their face. Sado: Sado: I like you.

Rust: *nudges Chandrelle at 3am* Pretty fucked up that we depict the moon as a girl and the sun as a boy. They're just floating rocks in space. Chandrelle? Wake up, Chandrelle! Listen! They're sexless! Chandrelle: The sun isn't a rock, go back to sleep.

Police: You’re under arrest for trying to carry three people on a single motorcycle. Lazarus, with Chandrelle and El behind them: Wait, what do you mean THREE?! Police: Yes…three. Lazarus: Oh, my God— What the fuck!? Police: Wha- Lazarus: RUST FUCKING FELL OFF-

SWK: Hey, Chandrelle, you're smart, tell me what would happen if I chugged 3 gallons of chloroform. Chandrelle: Have you ever been to a mortuary? SWK: Yea, my dad lives there. Bryce: That is the worst response to that question.

Lazarus: Bro, I had a dream we fucked. Bryce: Bro, relax it was just a dream. Lazarus: Hah, gay, I wouldn’t fuck you. Bryce: You wouldn’t? Lazarus: I mean, unless you want to-

Sado: You know the sound a fork makes in the garbage disposal? That's the sound that my brain makes all the time.

Sado: Wait, what's going on? Are we all talking about how hot Chandrelle is? Because Chandrelle is a straight up sexual fox riding a red-hot nuclear bombshell right toward the yowza plaza in the heart of Babe City, Assachusetts, U S A. The last A just stands for more ass.

Lazarus: Ew. What kind of tea is this? El: I boiled gatorade.

Rust: I truly believe that water can solve all your problems. Bryce: Weight loss? Drink water. Chandrelle: Clear skin? Drink water. Lazarus: Want to get rid of someone? Drown them.

*The gang's thoughts on stabbing* Bryce: Would never stab anyone. El: Would stab someone in retaliation. Lazarus: Yells "I won't hesitate, bitch!" first. Rust: Would stab without warning. Chandrelle: Would stab as a warning.

Chandrelle: Have I ever told you that you cook well? Moji: Awww, no, you haven't! Chandrelle: So why do you keep cooking?

El: War is heck!

Irving: Blackmail is such an ugly word. I prefer extortion. The X makes it sound cool.

Irving: I hope he’s calmed down... Lazarus: Shut the fuck up you annoying ass pig.

Chandrelle: Do you think I’m ugly? Sado: It’s not about looks, Chandrelle. What’s valuable is on the inside... Chandrelle: Sado... Sado: For example, someone's heart. Chandrelle: Aw... Stop it- Sado: It could be purchased for more than a million dollars, you know. Chandrelle: Seriously, stop.

Chandrelle: What is everyone for Halloween? El: I’m superman. SWK: A clown. Chandrelle: So I’m guessing we don’t need to get you a costume then?

Lionel: Some of us are still ‘it’ from a childhood game of tag. Carla: way to just fuck me up on a Tuesday.

Lazarus: What's gone wrong, Chandrelle? Chandrelle: Hey! That’s one hell of a thing to say to a person. Just because I’m calling doesn’t mean there’s a crisis. Lazarus: That’s technically true, I suppose. Why are you calling? Chandrelle: Well... There’s a crisis.

Jay: i dropped junior Lazarus: Jay, what the fuck.

Chandrelle: Could you be any more annoying? Sado: Yes.

El: Can I have 2 straws with that milkshake? Bryce: Aww- El: With 2 straws, I can drink it double as fast!

Lazarus: Rust, I am questioning your sanity... Reggie: I never questioned it, I knew his sanity was missing from the start.

Lionel: Go big or go home! Carla: Please, for once in your life just go home. I'm begging you. Go. Home. Lionel: I'm going big!

Lazarus: *gets set on fire and screams in agony* Lazarus: Nah, I’m just kidding. Fire does nothing to me.

*the TV is freaking out* Lionel: Don’t worry, you have to treat an electronic like you treat a patient on life support. *unplugs the TV, then plugs it back in again. nothing changes* Lionel: Yeah, that didn’t work with my grandpa either.

Chandrelle: I’ve been dropping them the most insanely obvious hints for like a year now. No response. Lazarus: Wow. They sound stupid. Chandrelle: But they’re not. They’re really smart actually. Just dense. Lazarus: Maybe you need to be more obvious? Like, I don’t know… “Hey! I love you!” Chandrelle: I guess you’re right. Hey Lazarus, I love you. Lazarus: See! Just say that! Chandrelle: Holy fucking shit. Lazarus: If that flies over their head then, sorry Chandrelle, but they're too dumb for you. Chandrelle: Lazarus.

Sado: I am not a lunatic. I have the psychiatric report to prove it. A slender majority of the panel decided in my favour.

*Lazarus teaching El to drive and taking SWK along for the ride* Lazarus: That's a pothole. To the left! El: Take it back now y'all *Drives into pothole* SWK, sticking their face into the front over the center console: Cha Cha real smooth. El: I don't think that's how the song goes. Lazarus, crying and gripping the handle: Please just take me home. El: Country Roads. SWK: To the place. El and SWK in unison: I Belong! Lazarus, crying harder: What the fuck?

Sado: Chandrelle is too tall for me to kiss her on the lips. What should I do? El: Punch her in the stomach. Then, when she doubles over in pain, kiss her. Rust: Tackle her. Reggie: Dump her. SWK: Kick her in the shin! Chandrelle: No to all of those! Just ask me to lean down!!

El: Let’s watch Sharkboy and Lavagirl. Bryce: Okay. El: And make out during the scary parts. Bryce: Th- Bryce: The scary parts. Bryce: Of Sharkboy and Lavagirl.

Bryce: Are you drinking enough water? Lazarus: Sometimes my tears get in my mouth.

Jeremiah: What happened?! Lazarus, looking at Junior’s body: Do you want the long version or the short version? Jeremiah: Sh-short?? Lazarus, on a date with the Kraken: Shit's fucked. Jeremiah: Okay, long. Lazarus, battling Sado: Shit's very fucked.

Carla: Oh man, you have any shaving cream? Lionel: No, I don't like the way that it tastes. Carla: Wait... you eat shaving cream? Lionel: No? Why would I eat it if I don't like the taste?

Bryce: Can we go to a haunted house? Chandrelle: What’s wrong with the one we live in? Bryce: Wh-what? Chandrelle: Goodnight, Bryce.

SWK: What do we think of Irving? *pause* El: *sighs* Nice pal. Bryce: I think he’s gay.

Chandrelle: I hate you sometimes. Sado: Well according to this picture Lazarus drew of us holding hands that's not true. Chandrelle: Sado, you drew that. Sado: It doesn't matter.

Lazarus: I'm going to ask you to be respectful. Chandrelle: I will politely decline.

Lionel: I hate when people ask me, 'What did you do today?' Buddy listen, I woke up at noon and then it was five p.m., okay? I don't KNOW!

Bryce: You are irrationally angry 365 days a year. Chandrelle: Well, that’s just your personal opinion, I don’t have anger issues. Do you guys think I have anger issues? Rust: Well, I wouldn’t really call it an issue. An issue is something you can fix.

*Rust sends more than 5 messages in a row* Chandrelle: I ain’t reading all that. Chandrelle: I’m happy for you tho. Chandrelle: Or sorry that happened.

SWK: Just be yourself. Irving: Really? SWK, I have one day to win over Bryce’s grandma. Irving: How long did it take for you guys to like me? El: Couple of weeks. Chandrelle: Six months. Lazarus: Jury’s still out. Irving: See SWK? ‘Just be yourself,’ what kind of garbage advice is that?!

Lazarus: Jail is no fun. I’ll tell you that much. Chandrelle: Oh, you’ve been? Lazarus: Once. In Monopoly.

Lazarus: I think you're still suffering the effects of your party last night. SWK: All I drank was Redbull! Lazarus: How many? SWK: Eighteen.

Chandrelle: Hey, Bryce, are you free on Friday? Like around eight? Bryce: Yeah. Chandrelle: And you, Lazarus? Lazarus: Umm... yes? Chandrelle: Great! Because I'm not. You two go out without me. Enjoy your date! Lazarus: Did she just-

Lazarus: Man, they look like a real handful. How do you deal with them? Reggie, watching Rust screaming, Chandrelle trying to set a sleeping SWK on fire, and El choking on air: I don't know either.

Bryce: Okay, two person huddle. Lazarus: You can't huddle with two people. This is just a hug.

Rust: What’s the dumbest thing you believed as a child? Lazarus: That naptime was a punishment.

Lazarus: Hi, could I ask how exactly does one accidentally set a lemon on fire?? SWK: Microwave for 40 minutes. 😔 Bryce: Why were you microwaving a lemon??? SWK: I read boiling lemons helps cover up up bad smells (I wanted to cover up the scent of burnt oranges) but I didn't own any pots. Rust: Did you burn an orange too? How??? SWK: Microwave for 40 minutes. 😔

Sado: My assistance will be an act of beneviolence. Chandrelle: ...Don’t you mean benevolence? Sado: No.

Chandrelle: You're violent. Sado: Yeah but I'm also short and that's adorable.

El: *eating a cinnamon roll* Lazarus: Cannibalism. El: *confused chewing noises*

Bryce: If you got arrested what would be the charges? Lazarus: Theft. Chandrelle: Disturbing the peace. Rust: Aggravated assault Sado: Arson. Irving: All of the above. In that order, probably.

Bryce: Why did you leave Wrestlemania on for the cats? Irving: They need to learn how to protect us.

Bryce: Be careful about succumbing to these sorts of destructive... urges. Addiction can be a powerful thing. Sado: So am I. Bow down before your new supreme overlord, bitches.

SWK: I have met some of the most insufferable people. But they also met me.

Lazarus: Time sensitive question how flirt boy. Sado: Throw rocks at he. El: Hot Dogs. Irving: Kill him. Lazarus: Thanks guys.

Kidnapper: We have your child Bryce: I don’t have a child? Kidnapper: Then who just asked for warm milk and made us cut the crusts off their sandwich? Bryce: Oh god, you have El-

Sado: Don’t go picking a fight with me. I could make your life difficult. Lazarus, sarcastically: Wow. I wonder what it’d be like to have a difficult life.

Lazarus: Chandrelle, you do remember when we agreed we were better off as friends, right? Chandrelle, naked in Lazarus’ bed: No, I absolutely do not. Lazarus, already taking off his clothes: Fuck... Me neither.

Bryce: I’m telling you, my friends are competent. Lazarus, rushing in: Bryce! Rust tried to make pasta in the coffee pot and now it's broken!

SWK: I can’t tell if you’re a genius or just incredibly arrogant. Irving: Well, on a good day, I’m both.

Chandrelle: Do you mind if I slyly mention that you’re single? Lazarus: Do not do that. Chandrelle: You won’t even notice! Bryce, entering: Chandrelle, you wanted to see me again? Chandrelle: Lazarus is single Lazarus:

Bryce: Goddamn it, the printer broke while printing out Lazarus's birthday invitations. Irving: Well, what are they supposed to say? Bryce: "Lazarus's birthday". Irving: So, what do they say instead? Bryce: "Lazarus’s bi". Irving: Irving: Works out either way.

Irving: State your name, rank, and intention. Sado: Sado, Sado, fun.

Sado I like wearing oversized sweaters. Not just because they're extremely comfy and cuddly, but because whenever the sleeves are really big, I get to flop them around and smack people.

Chandrelle: Get in loser, we're going shopping. Lazarus: This is a McDonald's drive thru.

Irving: Lazarus gave me a get better soon card. Bryce: That's sweet! Irving: I wasn't sick, he just thinks I can do better.

Lazarus: Sometimes I get so caught up on being gay that I forget I’m actually bi.

Chandrelle: GET BACK HERE YOU DUMB FUCK! Sado: LET ME RUN FROM THE CONSEQUENCES OF MY ACTIONS!

Sado: WHY DID YOU KILL HIM?! HE COULD HAVE HAD HOPES AND DREAMS, HE COULD HAVE HAD A FAMILY!!! Lazarus: Sado- Lazarus: It- it was just a spider-

Lazarus: ...I'm pretty sure that place is fire-proof, or something. Junior, grenade in hand: Alright, but is it explosion-proof?

Sado: Am I a boy? Am I a girl? It doesn't matter. I'm going to burn your house down.

Lazarus: Life keeps fucking me and I can't remember the safeword.

Jay: Damn, the power went out. Junior: Don’t worry, I got this. Junior: *stomps foot* Jay: What-? Junior: *Sketchers light up*

Sado: You can de-escalate literally any situation by asking ‘are we about to kiss?’ Sado: Doesn't work with getting out of speeding tickets, though.

El: Being gay is a constant battle between "I wish to sit on a window bench with my lover, our legs tangling as we listen to the birds" and "Hey, let's go throw rocks at fascists" and I think that's very sexy of us. Lazarus: If the window's open and you time it right, you can do both.

Bryce: Why is it that I always lose things as soon as I need them? Reggie: Actually, it's not that you lose things when you need them. You lose them a while before. It's just that you LOOK for things when you need them. Bryce: Okay yeah thanks Reggie, that's great but wHERE'S THE FUCKING FIRST AID KIT?

Sado: I drink to forget but I always remember. Chandrelle: You're drinking orange juice.

Sado, throwing her head into Chandrelle’s lap: Tell me I'm pretty! Chandrelle, lovingly stroking her hair: You're pretty fucking annoying, that's what you are.

SWK: Make no mistake. Not only am I party rocking, but I am also in the house tonight. El: But are you shuffling? SWK: Everyday. Rust: What language are you two speaking??

SWK: I think I need a hug... El: Good thing I'm hug shaped! *45 minutes later* SWK: You... you can let go now. El: No, I absolutely cannot.

Bryce: Why's it called an oven when you of in the cold food and you of out hot eat the food? Irving: ...What???

Chandrelle: Are you tall enough to play basketball though? Rust: Are you calling me short? Chandrelle: I'm calling you vertically challenged.

Irving: You saved me. Why? Chandrelle: People would think I murdered you if I didn't.

Junior: *in a jail cell* What about my Miranda rights!? You’re supposed to say I have ‘the right to remain silent’! NOBODY SAID I HAD THE RIGHT TO REMAIN SILENT! Lazarus: *in the cell next to them* You have the right to remain silent, what you lack is the capacity.

Chandrelle: Let’s write SWK a friendly note, shall we? Dear... Incompetent... Dumbass...

Chandrelle: sSSSHIT- I BURNT MY LIP- Sado: ...Why the fuck would you even drink coffee with a METAL STRAW in the FIRST PLACE?? Chandrelle: BECAUSE WE WERE OUT OF THE PLASTIC ONES!

Rust: Who do we know that has handcuffs? Lazarus: Well Chandrelle and I- Chandrelle: *elbows Lazarus* Lazarus: ...wouldn't know.

SWK: Made you all playlists! SWK: Sado, yours has only heavy metal, and is dark like your soul. SWK: Lazarus, yours has sad songs and blues to pair with your crippling depression. SWK: And Chandrelle has the ABBA Gold album.

Sado: Next I’m buying Coca-Cola to put the cocaine back in :3

Lazarus: You’re my best friend, I would do anything for you. Chandrelle: I want you to eat 3 meals a day and have a decent sleep schedule. Lazarus: Absolutely not.

Bryce: Plants have feelings too?! What is this? Now I can't have food! El: You can eat a rock. Rust: Air. Lazarus: The fabric of time and space. Chandrelle: Chugging a bottle of bleach can solve all your problems. Bryce: You guys are not helpful.

Lazarus: I'm bored, any suggestions? Chandrelle: Sleeping is nice. Lazarus: I acknowledge your suggestion, and I’m deciding to ignore it.

Sado: And I’d love to be sorry for that, but we all know I’ve done much, much worse.

El: Valentine's Day? I'm ready. *Sprays an entire can of AXE body spray on themselves*

El: Yo! I heard you like reptiles, got any fun facts? Sado: If a crocodile eats your dad, they become your new dad.

Chandrelle: I left instructions for everyone while I'm gone. Sado: Mine just says "Sado no." Chandrelle: I want you to apply it to every possible situation.

Lionel: Go fuck yourself. Carla, smugly: Sure, but only if you watch

Chandrelle: What is your favourite mythical story? Lazarus: The Story Of My Will To Live. Chandrelle: I don’t think I’ve heard of that one before.

Irving: BWWAAAAAAAAAA! Oh, you hear that? That's the wrong opinion alarm. Bryce: That is not something you actually have installed. Irving: Sorry, say again? I couldn't hear you over my alarm that YOU SET OFF with your WRONG-ASS OPINION.

SWK, opening a Capri Sun: Guess I'll drink my sorrows away.

Vallamir: Honestly, I am so evil. So full of darkness. I feed off the souls of the living I strike fear into- Chandrelle: You sleep with a teddybear. Vallamir: He’s my sECOND IN COMMAND IN MY ARMY OF DARKNESS!

Bryce: It's pretty cold outside.. wanna hold hands? We should stay close. Lazarus, blushing: Okay. Chandrelle: It's fucking summer.

El: What’s your favorite color? Irving: Stop asking stupid questions. Ask me something logical and mature. El: How many moles of sodium bicarbonate are needed to neutralize 0.8ml of sulfuric acid at STP? Irving: My favorite color is blue.

Sado: I can’t believe all these people are wearing black. Black is supposed to be my thing, they’re all just posers. Chandrelle: Sado, for the last time, we’re at a funeral.

El: Every time I hear someone talking about updog, I’m torn between not wanting to fall for it and wanting to help them complete their joke. Lazarus: Okay, but what is updog? Bryce: Updog is a long sausage in a bun, often served with ketchup, mustard, onions, and/or relish. Chandrelle: No, that’s a hot dog. An updog is when a new version or patch of an application is released. SWK: No, that's an update. You’re thinking of the fourth largest city in Sweden. Rust: Surely, that’s Uppsala, whereas updog is the giant spider in Harry Potter. Bryce: That’s Aragog. Updog is a symbol conventionally used for an arbitrarily small number in analysis proofs. Chandrelle: You’re thinking of epsilon. Updog is an upward-moving air current. Irving: No, that’s an updraft. An updog is the modern version of a henway. Lazarus: What’s a henway?? Bryce: Oh, about five pounds.

Rust: So don't panic but one of us is possessed by an owl.... Bryce: .... Lazarus: ..... El: ...... Chandrelle: ..Who? Rust: That's the thing we don't- *Everyone stares at Chandrelle*

Irving: How the hell are you still alive? Lazarus: Honestly, I’m just as confused as you are.

Irving: When I said you should try being friendlier this isn't what I meant. Sado, stirring a cup of tea aggressively: Oh, so now I'm TOO friendly? There's no pleasing you. Chandrelle, who broke into their house an hour ago: Two sugars please. Sado: Coming right up.

Chandrelle: It's not our fault! Lazarus: Yeah, but... Come on, the least we can do is talk to them. Chandrelle: No, the least we could do is nothing!

*While the space trio is in a battle* Lazarus, trying to warn about the location of an enemy: To the left! Junior: Take it back now y'all!

Bryce: What’s the announcement, Rust? Rust: It’s a lecture. Irving’s gonna tell us everything he knows about sex. Lazarus: It should be an enjoyable 60 seconds.

Bryce: I’m the smartest person in my friend group. Chandrelle: You hang out with Lazarus, Rust, SWK, and El. Chandrelle: It’s not as high a compliment as you think.

Bryce, walking into their house: Hello, people who do not live here. Sado: Hey. Irving: Hi. Lazarus: Hello. SWK: Hey! Bryce: I gave you the key to my place for emergencies only! El: We were out of Doritos.

Sado: Drink your school, stay in sleep, and get 8 hours of drugs.

Lazarus: *Gives a bouquet to Irving* Irving: You know I'm allergic. Lazarus: That's the point.

Sado: Chandrelle and I were crossing the street, and this man drove by and honked at us. Bryce: What did you do? Sado: She chased him to the next red light, and reached into his window, and- Chandrelle: *walking in* Who wants a steering wheel?

*Lazarus & Rust are holding hands* Chandrelle: Why are you two holding hands? Lazarus: Studies show that holding hands can reduce stress. Chandrelle: Oh, I thought you two were dating or something. Rust: We are. We’re also just really fucking stressed.

Random Gameworks employee: Hello, boy. Lazarus: Chandrelle is right outside; one girlish scream from me and she goes into combat mode.

Chandrelle: You guys ever think-- Chandrelle: I had more to say but I looked around and realized the answer is no.

Sado: I'm GLAD to be damaging to societal values! Have you SEEN what society values?!

Chandrelle: You drive like a lunatic!! Sado: Hey, I shaved three hours off of the GPS estimate. How about a thank you for that?

Sado: He called me ugly on the inside and the outside. Sado: I'm sorry but he's just wrong about the outside part!

Bryce: Chandrelle, you have to react when people cry. Chandrelle: I did. I rolled my eyes

Chandrelle: Can you please be serious for five minutes? Sado: My record is four, but I think I can do it.

Lazarus: Are you saying you feel guilty? Chandrelle: Rarely, but yes.

Sado: I came out here to attack people and I'm honestly having such a good time right now.

Irving: Where’s your permit? Sado: [shuffling cups on a table] Where indeed.

Chandrelle, to the rest of the cast: I don't have an attitude problem. You have a problem with my attitude and that's not my problem.

Chandrelle: Sometimes I feel something crawl over me at night. Rust: It's the consequences of your actions. Bryce: The guilt that comes with your choices. Lazarus: Oops, that was me. I sneak into your bed to cuddle.

Rust: I can be easy-going. Bryce: I once saw you use a ruler to measure another ruler. Rust: It was off by half a centimeter. It should have never been in circulation.

Chandrelle: Stay out of trouble. Sado: Not my strong suit.

Reggie: I need you to sit with Rust for just a moment, please. Lazarus: Does it bite...? Reggie, already walking away: Call him an it again and find out.

El: Reggie says to go buy advil SWK: Don’t talk to me I’m famous El: please just go i have a headache SWK: Ok, anything for my fans

Lionel, 2.5 seconds before getting killed: You all only hate me because you do not like me and I am mean to you. Grow up.

Carla: Do you feel it? The tremors in the dark? Those ever shifting depths? That’s me. Lionel: Me shambling into the kitchen at 3am to eat fistfuls of shredded cheese

*Chandrelle’s phone* Lazarus: I hope you’re okay. Rust: Stop falling down the stairs SWK: How’d the ground taste

Chandrelle: Just because I caused the problems doesn’t mean I have the solutions to them

Lazarus: After all these years, it happened. I made my therapist cry. I can finally stop going

Chandrelle: Oh he’s so sad and broken and ridden with guilt I want to fuck him

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sylvari-bouquet · 2 years

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I want some notes on canon characters from Ita please... maybe about a certain engineer, among others? uwu

Thank you! <3 Here are some of Ita's notes:

Aurene

I never realized how big she was until I first met her. Sure, she's elder dragon and all, but I didn't really know how big everyone was talking about, and I was kinda in awe when I first met her.

After the initial awkwardness, she's starting to feel like a cool big sister, the kind you want to impress but you don't really know how.

Caithe

She's like, so cool. Quite bit intimidating, but also cool. But I would never tell her that face-to-face. I think she already knows, anyway.

Everyone says Caithe is the most serious person they've met, but I know better - she does sometimes crack a smile to my awful puns! I've seen it!!

Taimi

I don't think I should leave Taimi and my sis Enfys alone together again, I was gone for less than half a hour and they were already planning how to take over Rata Sum.

Taimi is the smartest person I know, but she really sucks at lying. Even Enfys is more believable when I ask her if she ate the last slice of the mango pie dad made (she did, I know it!). If I ask Taimi about anything she doesn't want to talk about, like did she like living in Rata Sum, or Zojja, or what she thinks about Gorrik, she just scrambles to change the subject as quickly as possible.

Gorrik

The half a year I've been training at Eye of the North I think I've learned about bugs more than I ever had or ever will. It's fun seeing him get excited over a bug trivia that he can share with someone else.

Lot of people think he only cares about his bugs and nothing else, but that's not completely true. He's not the most verbal about it, but attentive to the needs of people around him, especially when it's Taimi.

Nettle

The one of the first times I talked with hir about being a Champion and all, I remember hir being surprised that I didn't have a wyld hunt or similar premotion to a champion, but that it was something I wanted to do.

Although Nettle's retired from being champion, ze always makes time for me when I go to visit hir in Priory and have any questions about Aurene and the dragons, being Champion, or just saving the world. Ze also has so many stories about Aurene when she was a baby dragon.

Rama

Despite being all gruffy, I think he has a soft spot for kids (basically anyone younger than him, it seems).

For being a local, Rama has surprisingly low tolerance for spicy food. We found that out when our orders got accidentally mixed in a noodle stand, and I thought I was gonna get arrested for harming a Min-Sec officer. Enfys thought it was hilarious, but I disagree.

Yoon

She has some incredible people skills, and not just dealing with people like Minister Li. I think she could convince fish to walk on land, if only she could speak to them. I wonder if she'll ever work on universal jade-tech translator.

Although we really haven't spoken that much, I do think we're kinda similar in a way. That when we have a goal, we'd do anything to get there, no matter what the personal cost would be. It makes me wonder what she's given up in order to be where she is now.

Yao

At first, I only really thought that they are kinda cute, but then we helped them with the city power outage, and they were just, pretty amazing at what they do, and then they offered to buy us food (that's when Rama had his accident with spice), and we talked a lot that night. Since then, I've been busy with all the stuff that just keeps happening, but maybe when things are more quieter, I could ask them if they wanna go visit that noodle stand together again.

They did give me their holodevice number, and I got one for myself too, so we've been talking a little over that. Mostly just sending holopictures, actually. I do have to ask them later what the tiny pictures, the "holo-moji", they send mean, but I've been too embarrassed to admit that I don't know that cipher yet.

#ita moonstalk tag #do holo devices have emoji? now they do

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kiryuun-blog · 3 years

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Attack on School Caste ep 4 english translation (Attack on titan drama CD)

Here’s the english translation of the 4th and last episode of the drama CD “Attack on School Caste”. Kind of sad it’s over but it was fun to translate ! Also, I’ve uploaded on my Youtube channel all of the episodes subbed, so check it out: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCQXkQAha6FpPBkUTg1qB9rA/featured

Translation below:

After spending some time together, and confronting each other several times, they ended up exposing little by little their real personalities. And after they divulgated the reasons why they were in detention, they opened up about their worries and dreams.

A: The reason why I ended up in detention is only known to some of the teachers, and I haven't talked to anyone about it. If it was known, it would be a big problem. J: What the hell did you do ? A: To tell you the truth...with this laptop, World-kun, I created a pirate anime site. R: What ?! A pirate anime site ? I can't believe that. Well, I heard that around Somalia there were pirates, but to think that there was one in our school...and that you tainted your hands with that kind of business, using anime... H: Reiner, it's fine if you don't know about it but there's no need to be that surprised. R: Sorry... H: A pirate site is one that illegally uploads anime, and that is a crime. J: So that's the kind of site where you can watch anime without spending a penny, huh. R: I see. That's definitely not forgivable. M: A complete evil which no one can prevent. A: Yeah...you're right. Not only it's an infringement to copyrights, but it also infringes the rights of all the staff that worked hard to produce these animes. It's the worst, it also tramples on the audience that loves these animes. J: And why did you do that kind of thing ? A: Because I'm someone like that ! I'm made fun of at school for being a geek, I'm not good at sports and I'm not even good at studying, and I don't have a lot of friends. I'm a grandpa's kid and weak, and I can't even tell others what I want. I'm just a pathetic and worthless geek. And that's because I'm this kind of guy that I wanted to, at least, shine on the net ! At the beginning, it was just a site where I recommended my favorite animes, but then, the views increased and I was thanked in the comments, so I wanted even more popularity and started to upload illegally episodes. And one day I realized that it ended up being a complete illegal site. I couldn't bring myself to stop... R: When did you realize it was bad ? A: My friend, Marco, warned me, saying that this was a complete crime. And, in order to stop me, he talked about it with the teachers. J: Huh, so he snitched. That sounds like what a serious ass like him would do. A: But thanks to Marco, I finally realized what I was doing. So that's why I immediately closed the site and it didn't become a serious problem. Well, I ended up in detention though. J: To think that you were a potential criminal. H: That's not a potential criminal, but a criminal indeed. M: One's outward appearance and one's real identity is completely different. Once the mask is removed, the truth shows its face. R: And I thought that you were just an otaku... A: Even someone like me has things I want to do and dreams...One day, I want to go to Akihabara, the sanctuary of anime ! Neons illuminating the high buildings, and posters of my favorite anime characters plastered everywhere...the sanctuary I'm yearning for ! A market so wide and deep that even if the geeks from all over the world were to assemblate, they wouldn't be able to buy everything ! When I was administrating that site, I felt that I was able to touch a little that world... But in truth, I was just drowning in the deep sea of the net... R: Dreams, huh. Up till now, I never even thought about that. H: Are you serious ?! Didn't you want to become a football player ? M: What about those titanic muscles...and that robust body...? R: Those were obtained after training regularly. But that was not because I wanted to become a football player. H: Then, why ? R: It's because I wanted to be acclaimed as an excellent sportsman and obtain a scholarship. J: Ha, what's with that. Such a petty reason ! R: Well, I was brought up by my mother only. It's already tough to let me go to school. I was born in a country beyond the sea. When I was young, my mother and father separated, and me and my mother moved here. After that, there were only hardships. It was tough to only feed ourselves in a foreign land. I want to provide for my mother and let her rest, that's what I always thought. J: H-huh ! After calling me a mother complex, you're not one to say ! R: Yeah, you're right. If I did my best in the football team, it was to make my mother happy. I trained myself everyday, in order to obtain this armor-like body, and even became the captain. And even for my caste, I became the president of the clubs, and volunteered for cleaning garbage, I gained popularity with the students and took special attention of the teacher's moods. I did all I could. And I finally became the jock. A: So you suffered a lot too... H: And why someone like you ended up in detention ? R: On the last physics exams, I had some difficulties... H: So you didn't pass ? R: Y-yeah...that's right. But, no, what I want to say is that...I scored 0 points. J: 0 points ?! For real ?! You must be lying, even I scored 17 points ! R: To tell you the truth...I'm really hopeless with studying. No matter how much I try, I never do well, and up until now, I've managed to barely pass. And physics is my worst enemy. I don't understand a single thing. Like you all said, maybe even my brain has become only muscles. A: But even so, 0 points...? R: That day, during the exam...I lost sight of myself. Until that moment, I always thought that I wanted to let my mother rest, and she has big expectations. In order to meet those expectations, I became the jock, the captain of the football team, the president of all the clubs, and I had to always be strong and right. And when I thought "do I have any dreams of my own ?" "do I have something I really want to do ?", my mind went completely blank, and without realizing, the exam was already over. I couldn't write anything other than my name. J: Well...that explains the score. R: But, even without that happening, it would still have been hard to score more than 10. Armin, before, I said that you were miserable, but, like Jean said, it was me, who has no dreams of his own, that was miserable. A: N-no...that's not true, you're doing your best aren't you ? H: After all, you were just a king in name. That's so stupid. J: Hey ! You don't have to say it like that ! H: It's already great that his mother has expectations of him. Unlike him, no one cares about me, and that includes my own parents. Laughable, isn't it ? R: Hey, Historia, you're a rich lady, there's no way what you say is true ! H: Here's the problem. Just because I’m crazy rich and the cutest, not only in this school but in the entire state, everyone's spoiling me. But no one cares about the real me. J: Huh, that's some luxury ! H: And what do you think you know, Jean ? What do you know, you, who has a mother kind and loving enough to bring your lunch to school just because you forgot it ? I only picked up some fruits that were left on the table. My parents never cared about my lunch. And we never eat together, the last time we ate dinner together was when I was five. They leave my care to the butler, and only see me as a tool for the succession of the family. R: But they're your parents...there's no way they think like that ! H: No, I'm only a tool, and a doll. I've been raised as a rich lady, with disinterested parents, and then I'll marry with a dull man who only has reputation, then give birth to a child and success this house. My parents, teachers and the people surrounding me at school, they're all stupid ! I'm fed up ! School caste ? Queen bee ?! What does that even mean ! A: I understand the situation...but you must have things you want to do, right ? If so- H: Are you really in a position to say that, Armin ? A: Huh ? What do you mean ? H: I also like japanese anime ! I can't help it ! Shugo Chara and Sugar Sugar Rune, they're all the best ! And I'm so envious of your bento box of Maji Moji Rurumo ! I want to go to Akihabara and Ikebukuro and buy all the goods I want ! Armin, you said it, right ? That even if geeks from all over the world couldn't buy everything. But that's not true ! If it's me, I can do it ! With the assets of the Reiss family, I can buy it all ! But I can't ! That's all because I have to be the queen everywhere I go ! I can't like anime ! A: Historia... H: I ended up in detention because I tried to steal an anime magazine, and I got caught. Of course, I had the money. I could have even bought 100 copies of it. But I couldn't let anyone see me buying it. So, I had no other choice but to steal it. J: Being the queen is quite burdening, huh... H: One day, I want my parents to look at the real me. I just want to have fun with real friends and talk about anime. Maybe it's a small thing, but I think that's my dream. I doubt that you all would understand me though. M: That's right, there's no way I would understand. J: Hey, you don't have to say it like that ! M: But, I am aware of the fact that I cannot understand you. You and I are completely different, and we don't live with the same worries. However, it doesn't change the fact that we are together in this darkness. H: Mikasa...how did you end up in detention ? M: After school in an empty classroom, I tried to perform a ritual to summon the goat-faced devil, Baphomet, who has the power to destroy this world and engulf it in flames. And I got caught by the History teacher. J: Ha ! Are you serious ? You should know when to stop with that persona of yours. M: I don't want to hear that from you. J: Well, my apologies ! But that's the truth, isn't it ? It's just a persona. H: Why are you a goth, Mikasa ? Do you really like gothic things ? Or is there another reason that you ended up in this caste ? M: It is...to have perfect control of myself. J: Huh ? What do you mean ? M: Before, I was a normal student. I didn't belong neither to light, neither to darkness, just a normal person. I had a friend, and lived nonchalantly. I had no complaints towards that kind of life. But one day, my friend went up a caste higher. And after that, that friend began to avoid me. R: They didn't want to mingle with a lower caste, huh... H: Well, that does happen often. M: Yes, it's a common story. But to me, that was an unbearable shock. That's when I realized, that this world is cruel. So, I have to have perfect control over myself in order to keep on fighting... J: And that's how you became a goth ? That escalated quickly ! That's crazy ! M: No, occult and curses are helpful to strengthen one's soul. Thanks to that, I managed to remain myself. Also, since I'm asian and my hair is black, it goes well with black clothes. H: It's true that it suits you. M: Also, goth is a caste that isn't bothered by others as much as other castes. If I keep on being immersed in my own world, no one talks to me. It's not that I'm avoided by others, but I do things so that they avoid me. I can think of it that way. R: So, you chose solitude ? M: I want to become stonger. I have to be strong. And one day, I'll become a strong woman like a fearless dark knight. J: Well...you don't have to be that stubborn, don't you think ? And right now, you're talking with everyone just fine. Who knows, you might make another friend ? M: I don't need that. J: Don't say that ! The six of us, who didn't have anything to do with each other, opened up and all ! R: Hey, wait a minute, Jean. J: What ? You want to be in charge again, is that it ? R: No, did you say the six of us ? A: Eren hasn't said a thing yet... E: Huh, me ? J: Don't "huh, me ?" me ! Take part to the conversation ! E: I did listen to you all. I went to the toilet twice though. J: Always about the toilet...what are you, an old man ?! E: I know right, to say the truth, I'm a little concerned about that... My organs may have some problems. Everyone, how frequently do you go to the toilet ? How about you, Historia ? H: Me ?? J: What's with you, Eren ?! No one wants to talk about that ! A: H-hey, Eren...why did you end up in detention ? E: I'm not sure, but I think it's because I skipped the History exam. R: So you skipped, huh. Are you bad with History ? Or, do you have any worries that you can't say to people ? E: Not really, I just forgot about it. When Mr. Smith talked to me about it, that's when I remembered. H: So, is that not because of worries, but because you couldn't think of anything else other than your dreams ? E: Not at all. I really just forgot about it. I don't have any dreams. M: It's complete nought, and thoroughly normal. E: Is that bad to be normal ? I don't really love or hate this world, and I don't have particular worries or dreams. I really don't care about school castes either. Even so, I'm living normally everyday. R: Well, that's true. H: Everyone's worries are different after all... M: Everything comes in all colors. So many men, so many minds. A: Why is it that even though everyone carries its own worries, we all become the same adults...? M: That's because everyone loses to something, and ends up giving up. H: We become arrogant and showy adults, full of deception, huh... A: Hey, in truth, there was something I was thinking about. I know it's weird to ask that, but, when we meet again in school on Monday, what should we do ? J: Huh ? R: What do you mean ? A: We are...friends, right ? H: Do you mean to ask if we should keep up our relationship, where we can talk freely to each other just like now ? A: Yeah. H: Do you really want me to answer ? A: I want to hear it. H: I'll ignore you. A: Is that so... M: Do you mean only Armin, or everyone here ? H: Everyone. I'll pretend that I never met you all. Well, I don't mind Reiner though. R: That's some attitude here. But you like anime, right ? You could talk about it all you want with Armin ! H: Ha, there's no way I could. And that's the same for you, Reiner. When you're with people from the football club, what would you do if Armin, wearing an anime t-shirt and carrying a bento box of Maji Moji Rurumo, went to you and spoke to you ? R: Well, that's... H: Even though you could exchange a few words with him, you would go back to saying bad things about him when he's gone, right ? "What's with that otaku, even though he's a geek, he has the gall to talk to me !" for example. R: I'll never do that, and I don't even sound like that ! H: Then what about that, "Hey, Armin. Everyone, let me introduce my new friend.", would you introduce him to your friends like that ?! They'll just end up mocking you. And without a fault, you'll lose your position as a jock ! Are you fine with that ? Even though you did so much to gain that title- R: Stop that, Historia ! J: Cut that crap... H: You two are liars and hypocrites ! Jean, could you introduce Armin to your delinquent friends ? Could you cosplay as a character from Twilight with Mikasa and go to a party ? J: Shut up ! H: You can't, right ?! There's no way you could ! I'm just being honest. I can't be on good terms with you all ! And why ? Because our castes are different ! A: Then...it's better to be a geek like me. Even if people call me weird, I don't have to care about my surroundings and avoid my friends... M: Armin's right. A: And you, Mikasa ? Would you avoid me if I were to talk to you ? M: No. A: Even if you're with other friends ? M: I don't have any other friends. Even if I had, they wouldn't hate you. J: Mikasa... A: Let me say that, I won't ever avoid anyone here ! That would be too mean. H: Say what you want. I'm different than you, because I'm the queen...the most popular girl in school ! I can't walk alongside with you ! J: I'm astonished...how conceited can you be ? H: I'm not conceited ! It's the truth ! It's because it's the truth that it hurts ! Do you know anything about my pressure ?! The pressure of having to be a good girl at home and at school ! I have to smile all the time to be loved by everyone ! I have to make fun of the anime that I like the most ! I'm fed up with all that ! R: Historia, that's enough ! H: No, it's not ! Nothing's fine ! There's no way it is... E: Hey, sorry to interrupt, but... H: What ? J: What, Eren ? A: Does something bother you ? Feel free to say it. M: You can open up about everything. E: Can I go to the toilet ? J: You...cut it out ! H: How about you try read the room ?? Why do you even ask us permission ! E: If I go on my own, Jean's gonna complaint about it...that's really bothersome. M: Even though he's normal, he's the weirdest... E: Really ? I think it's pretty normal. I just go to the toilet more often that everyone. H: Hah...that's so stupid. J: We were the ones at fault for believing you would say something serious. A: How about you just write your essay in the toilet ? E: Huh ? I don't want to. R: Come to think of it, I completely forgot about the essay. H: We should finish it first. M: Once again, we are back to the cruel reality. J: Let's just do it. A: Yeah. R: Okay everyone, let's finish it quickly and go home. J: Don't you try to be in charge of everything again ! E: Then, I'm going to the toilet. *bell ringing* E: It's finally over. J: I'm so tired. R: We finished just in time. M: We are finally freed from that cage. H: After all it was not impossible huh. Well, as expected of us. A: You all made me write in your place though... L: What, so you're finally going home ? J: Yeah ! R: Mr Levi, thanks for your work. L: Well, that is my work after all. Leaving that aside, what happened ? Your expressions changed since I last saw you. H: Is that so ? I was just having detention, with those five weirdos. M: That's what I want to say. A: Historia was the most surprising, right ? H: Huh ? Did you say something ? A: No, nothing ! L: Whatever. But if you've finished, then hurry and go home. You're going to dirty the floor. R: Mr Levi's right. Let's go home quickly, drink proteins and do some training. A: My World-kun's battery is running low. J: What about you, Mikasa ? Do you have someone to pick you up ? If not, then I don't mind walking you home... M: Huh ? H: Oh my, a bad boy being kind to a goth, what a sight ! J: Shut up ! That doesn't matter ! Right, Eren ? E: What ? J: The castes ! E: That kind of thing doesn't matter. J: Haha ! See ! *everyone laughing*

That is how the six who belonged to different castes, while carrying their own worries and dreams, went home, with the same bright mood. Meanwhile, the History teacher Erwin was in the library, checking their essays.

Er: Hm. "Mr. Smith, thinking about what we all did, it was a given that we ended up in detention. However, the theme "Who I am" was so stupid that it made us want to throw up. This school fixed upon us statuses like the "bad boy", "queen bee", "jock", "geek", "goth" and...the "normal person". Nevertheless, we will keep on moving forward. Without caring about other's expectations, we will do as our hearts please, and this world, this school caste...You will probably say that it isn't the right path, but still, it will surely connect to a future. To a future decided by none other than us."...they're really idiots to the end.

Erwin left with a mysterious laugh. The evening sun illuminated the empty library through the window, and their essay was left there, dyed in gold, like the sun was shining upon their hopes.

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shhhlikeme · 3 years

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SemiShira angst that just popped into my head -

So I just realized that Semi is canonically not the sharpest tool in the box but he works for the government (mean, furudate!!!! but it’s also true in fanon) ... whereas Kenjirou is pre-med...gorgeous and intelligent.

A little angsty, but I don't think Shirabu's parents liked the idea of Semi because of this. Or at least that's what he thought, because:

One night when he was relaxing at Shirabu's house, Semi overheard his boyfriend's parents gossiping about Mr. Shirabu's brother's family because they were doing something as absurd as allowing their daughter to marry an artist. Pretending to listen to the movie, when really he was eavesdropping on the conversation down the hall, Semi listened to them chastise her, heard them say that they would never allow one of their children to date an aspiring actor.

"How do they expect him to support her!?" Mr. Shirabu interrogated.

"I just want to squeeze her and tell her: oh honey, I know you think you love him but relationships like that are only a phase. He is a phase--" Mrs. Shirabu advised.

"--Do you know how many people want to make it in that industry? Surely he is missing some screws if he cannot see that it's simply unrealistic!" shouted Mr. Shirabu.

"I had one before I met you, remember, honey? Dating is fine… but marriage? I wouldn't dare approaching my parents with such nonsense. She must leave him while she's still young," - Mrs. Shirabu added softly.

"I'd make her delete his number in front of me."

"He will never achieve his dream, I'd tell her. And that occurring will leave you picking up the pieces for the rest of her life."

"Mhm. My brother told her they didn't want him coming to their house anymore."

"We can help them find someone so much better, can't we, sweetheart? Why don't we ask around at the Osaka Club next weekend..?"

"--Semi?"

Semi's felt his frown so deeply his chest sunk. It was the same chest that his boyfriend had been resting on, so the sunken chest-pillow made Shirabu lift his head slightly.

"Semi. Babe?"

After being called a second time, Semi glanced down to see his beautiful boyfriend looking up at him quizzically. He watched the younger man bat those long, perfect lashes at him, and suddenly, Semi felt like he could breathe again. Kenjirou removed the headphones he had in and lowered the phone he had been watching videos on. Glancing up at his ash-blonde boyfriend, Shirabu innocently asked what made Semi go rigid like that.

"It's...nothing. Sorry."

The brunette snorted. "Nothing, my ass, E. You've been staring into midair."

"Mm." Semi pursed his lips, attempting to conjure a valid excuse. "Just nervous about my band's show next weekend." Now that was believable. "And sorta wondering if you put any thought into inviting your parents to one of the shows next month?"

Shirabu pulled his lower lip between his teeth before answering. "They're busy next weekend, remember?"

"Mmmm…" Semi nodded. "But there are plenty of shows, so maybe one of them."

"Yeah, maybe."

Semi's heart sank, but he placed a quick kiss on Shirabu's forehead to make himself feel better. "Go back to your weird pimple popper videos, loser."

"Hey!"

"Oh--and wait--Shi?"

"Mhm?"

"Your other brother. The one who's already married."

"Yeah?"

"What's his husband do again?"

"Oh uh…. Zu's husband is a...vet, I think. Moji's boyfriend is a corporate lawyer."

Semi nodded. "Oh. Okay…"

"Babe," Shirabu's eyebrows furrowed, expression pinching to seem even more quizzical than before.

"Why?"

Semi just played it off as if he hadn't overheard anything from Shirabu's parents, lifting a hand to run through Shirabu's hair the way he knew he liked.

"No reason. It's nothing," he continued to card through Shirabu's hair as the younger male got comfortable on his chest again.

The following week, Semi took on an astronomical level of determination. As it stood, he was an unemployed young man chasing his musical dreams; however, things changed.

Semi did everything in his power to pull some strings. He did not have the best academic resume by any means, but he was good with people, and his alma mater was a highly ranked school. Semi worked tirelessly for months, going to workshops and making connections until he finally got himself a decently-paid starting job with the Government. It was a tedious filing job, and he had to work with pre-law snobs, but Semi did not care. He'd work here forever if he had to.

Unfortunately, the new nine-to-five working hours meant he had to cut back on pursuing his dreams with his band, ultimately causing Semi to miss his first tour and more. Semi was eventually kicked out because of his absences, but his boyfriend only found out about that months later.

"So, babe," drawled Shirabu one day when he hopped into Semi's car after work. "I ran into Tachi today."

Shirabu immediately noticed how his boyfriend got rigid like he did that night on the sofa.

"Y-yeah?" Shirabu tightened his grip on the steering wheel at the mere mention of his old drummer's name. "What--is he stalking my boyfriend or something?"

"Not quite," Shirabu hummed, thoughtfully, wanting his boyfriend to just come out with it. "He just said the band really misses you."

Semi forced out a pain-infused laugh, one that made Shiravu raise his eyebrow.

"They'll be fine." is all the man added, then he quickly said, "Are you hungry? Want me to stop for some food for you?"

This all confused Kenjirou, who was shocked that Semi got kicked out of the band he started—the band that was Semi's whole world--but whenever he confronted Semi about it, the white-haired just gave him the cold shoulder or (when he couldn't get his stories straight) Semi insisted that he, in fact, quit because he needed more money; sometimes snapping at Shirabu to just let it go.

It hurt Shirabu to know he was being lied to, but little did Shirabu know that…

...Semi planned to ask his father for his hand in marriage, soon… which was the reason behind why he was doing all of this.

But, at the same time… little did Semi nor Shirabu know, that: no matter what Semi did, the Shirabu's had long ago made up their mind….

And they were never going to give Semi their blessing.

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softlikethesunset12 · 3 years

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The Most Amazing Coffee

A/N: Hi everyone, here is chapter 3! Thank you guys so, so much for all the response this story is getting. It means a lot :) 🥰🥰

Mistakes are mine. Enjoy!

Ps. Here is Chapter 1 if you haven’t read it yet. And Chapter 2 too

Chapter 3

The rest of my shift I can only think about how it was to see Peeta again. I don’t really know how it made me feel, I only know that I got a weird warm feeling in my chest every time he smiled at me. And those blue eyes. I just can’t get them out of my head.

I promised Annie (my other best friend) that we would go to a bar tonight. I don’t really feel like it, but I promised her, so I’ll just have to suck it up. And what’s wrong with letting loose a little bit?

My shift ends and I’m walking back to my apartment thinking about how easily Peeta made me ‘confess’ that not everything was and is going good in my life. I never really talk about what happened in high school and at the beginning of college. But maybe I do want to talk about it…with him.

I walk through the door of my apartment to see Johanna. But she’s not alone…she’s with Thom. Her boyfriend. Yes, you heard that right, Johanna Mason has a boyfriend. They are currently in a make out session, so I loudly drop my bag on the floor and hang my jacket on the coat rack. I walk into the kitchen to grab something to drink when I hear Jo say something while wiping her bob haircut out of her face, “Hi Brainless, how was your day?”

“Pretty good actually.” I blush slightly, I curse under my breath and will my blush away but of course Jo already saw it.

“Where are you blushing for?” she says, a slight suspicious tone in her voice.

I walk towards the couch, sit down next to her -she sits on Thom’s lap- and say, “Nothing…” Not making eye contact instead looking at Thom, “Hi Thom.” I add.

She snorts, “You really are brainless if you think I believe that.”

“Fine…” I sigh. “Peeta Mellark came in today.”

Jo looks at me and says, “Peeta Mellark? As in the guy from that amazing bakery?”

“That’s the one. We went to high school together.” I say trying to play it cool.

“You went to high school together?!” Jo asks disbelieving. I can only nod, “You actually went to high school with an amazing baker ánd he’s hot. Win – win situation if you ask me.” She winks at me.

Thom looks at her with an amusing smile, she adds to him, “Not as hot as you of course.”

“Yeah I know he is hot. But it’s…it’s complicated…” I trail off not knowing what to say.

“Seems simple to me. He’s hot, a baker and single. Wait…he is single right?” She asks.

“I don’t know, didn’t ask. He came in with his friend. And we…we kinda talked about going out together.” I say shyly.

“WHAT?! And you are only telling me this now?!!” Jo practically shouts at me. “How did the conversation go? Spill the tea Brainless.” She orders me.

“Well, he came in and I didn’t recognize him at first. When he came to order, I didn’t look at his face so when I asked his name for on the cup he said “Peeta, Peeta Mellark”. Then I definitely recognized him.” I say this in one breath and look at her. She nods at me to move on and then I tell the rest of the story.

When I’m finished, she looks at me and says, “Yeah he totally likes you. But he didn’t ask your number, right?”

“You think so?” I say blushing and looking at the ground. I add, “And no, he didn’t, and I didn’t think of it to ask his number until now. I totally forgot.”

“I am 99% sure that he likes you. And he must’ve forgotten it himself too. Maybe he comes to your work again this week.” Jo says casually but I hear a little hope in her voice.

I nod and say, “Yeah maybe.” And then I think about my evening plans and add, “Are you going to the bar with me and Annie tonight?”

“No, I’m going to stay in with Thom tonight.” She winks to Thom at this. “Thanks for the offer though. Is Madge going?” She asks.

“No, she is spending the night at Gale’s. So, it’s just me and Annie then.” I say shrugging.

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After dinner there is a knock on the door. And a few seconds later Annie walks through it. I’ve met Annie in the park one day when I was running. We were following the same route and then we just started talking and just clicked.

“Are you ready for tonight Katniss?” She asks with a grin on her face. Her beautiful green eyes sparkling, her auburn hair in a high ponytail, and a little make-up on her face. She is wearing a mid-short sea green dress which hug her curves in all the right places. She looks and is really gorgeous, I’ve always thought so.

“Kind of.” I say giving her a half smile.

“Oh, come on Katniss. It’s gonna be fun!” She says enthusiastic.

“You are very excited.” I laugh at her.

“Yeah. Well maybe we come across someone tonight. You never know.” She says jokingly but I hear a little hope in her voice too.

I don’t want to come across someone except if it’s Peeta. But I don’t tell her that, I’m going to keep it to myself for a while so I can figure out what I’m feeling. So instead I say, “I don’t know what to wear. Can you pick an outfit for me?”

“Of course, I can! Does it matter if it’s a dress? I know you prefer jeans.” She says happily.

“A dress is fine. Just not too short please.” I give her a genuine smile.

“She smiles back at me and says, “That’s alright. Now let’s go.”

Forty minutes later I’m in a dark green long sleeve dress that ends just above my knees. It hugs the little curves I have in all the right places. My hair is in loose waves and hanging over my shoulders. I’m wearing for my feeling way to high black heels, but Annie said that they were fashionable. And Annie put on some mascara and clear lip gloss on my lips. I look beautiful, Annie did a really good job. I tell her so.

“You’ve made me look beautiful Annie. Thank you.”

“Oh, stop it Katniss. You are beautiful. I didn’t make you beautiful.” She says looking at me with a stern look.

I feel my cheeks warm up at her compliment. Can you call it that? I don’t know.

I smile shyly at her, “I love you Annie.”

She gives me a wide smile back, “Love you too. Now let’s go drink!”

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We arrive at a nice bar, it’s busy but not too packed. We walk up to the bar to our order drinks. Annie orders two mojitos for us. Normally I don’t really go for cocktails but why the hell not? Annie leads me to a booth at the side of the bar and we sit down.

I am telling Annie everything about today and Peeta, when I suddenly feel eyes on us. I look up to see some guy staring at us, well staring at Annie. He stares at her like she is the only one in the bar. Hell, he stares at her likes she is the only one on the planet. I can’t really see how he looks but he doesn’t look like a creep even though he is staring intensely at her.

I nudge her and nod my head in his direction, “Someone looks interested.”

“What? No, he’s not.” She says waving it off.

“What makes you think he’s not? He is staring at you for 5 minutes straight. Maybe even longer.” I say to her suggestively. “Go talk to him. maybe you find it out.”

“I’m not going to talk to him. I can’t leave you sitting here all alone. This is a girls night out.”

“But you were the one that said that we could come across someone tonight.” I say suspiciously.

“I know but I’m coming back on that now.”

I look at her with confusion, but I don’t push further and say, “Alright then.”

However not even two minutes later, the guy decides to go for it himself. He is walking towards us. But he isn’t alone. A shock goes through me as I recognize the man behind him. It’s Peeta. And it is only now that I recognize the man, he’s with, it is Finnick, Peeta’s best friend. No wonder they’re together on a Friday night in a bar.

In no time they’re standing before us.

“Looks like we’re meeting again Katniss.” Peeta says looking at me like I’m the sunrise. “You look really beautiful.” He adds.

I blush and look at my drink. I have to practice on how I’m supposed to react to compliments because I suck. I look up though and look at him. Really look at him. He looks very handsome in a turtleneck, which compliment his broad, muscled shoulders, it’s a shade darker than his eyes. The color makes his eyes stand out. He is grinning, dimple in his cheek. It’s adorable. Annie snaps me out of my staring by nudging me.

“What? Oh yeah, right. Annie this is Peeta Mellark, we went to high school together. Peeta this is Annie Cresta, my best friend.” I say quickly. Annie gives me a knowing look and I try to keep my blush contained.

“Hi Annie. Nice to meet you.” He says warmly. I look past him to Finnick. He looks at a loss for words, still staring at Annie. I have a feeling that Finnick isn’t often tongue-tied. Peeta nudges his friend slightly. “H-hey I’m Finnick, Finnick Odair. But you can call me Finn.” He says smiling at Annie. Do I hear shyness in his voice? “Oh, hi Katniss.” He says absently as if he just now realized I was there too.

I look back at Peeta who is laughing silently about his tongue-tied friend. He catches my eye and motions his head towards the bar. I look at Annie, who is talking with Finn now, then back at Peeta and nod my head. I stand up and follow him.

“Finn was staring at her from the moment we came in...” Peeta says laughing out loud now. “I’ve never seen him tongue-tied like this. Normally he doesn’t even have to say a whole sentence and the girls are already sold.”

He must see my concerned face because he adds, “He is a good guy though, he’s not going to hurt her.”

“He better doesn’t. Because he’s not gonna survive that.” I say looking at him and Annie talking.

Peeta cocks an eyebrow, “Do I need to watch out?” He says a crooked grin on his face.

My head snaps back and we lock eyes, “Nah, he is the only one who has to watch out. But if he is a good guy like you said than he has nothing to worry about.” I say trying to sound intimidating but failing because I can’t contain my smile. He grins back at me and we’re just standing like this for a few minutes. But then Peeta breaks our staring competition by asking if I want another drink.

“Yes, another mojito please.” I answer. He orders for me and for himself. “I was thinking about how we came across each other today and I realized I didn’t ask your number. So hereby; can I have your number?” He asks a tone of shyness in his voice.

I smile at him, man I have smiled more today than I smiled in couple of months, and say “Of course.” He grabs his phone and hands it to me. I type my number in it and give it back to him. A few seconds later I feel my phone vibrate in my purse, I grab it and see a message from Peeta. I look up at him, he smiles and says, “Now you have my number too.”

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I wake up the next day by the sound of Johanna in the kitchen. I grab my phone and look at the time -11 a.m.- I’m glad it’s Saturday and that I start at 6 p.m. because I would be so late if it was a weekday. I lay back against my pillows and my mind wanders to last night. It was in one word, amazing. Peeta was really amazing company. I liked talking to him. After I gave him my number, we ordered more drinks and talked for another hour or so about life. He told me how he met Finnick and how they became best friends, I told him about Annie, Johanna and Madge. He knows Madge of course; we all went to the same high school.

At some point Annie and Finnick came to us to say that they were calling it a night. They didn’t go home together but I did see that Annie likes him. And I have to admit that Finn is a nice guy and that I like them together. I know that they just met but I can already see it happen. After that Peeta asked me if he could walk me back to my apartment. I said yes because I wasn’t ready to say goodbye to him yet. We walked slowly back to my apartment, holding hands and I couldn’t help imagining how his warm and solid hands would feel like on me or how’d they feel tangled in my hair. When we arrived at my door, he kissed my cheek and wished me a good night.

A warm feeling spreads through my chest at the memory. He can go from adorable to hot in just a few seconds. I think I’m falling for him. I don’t know for sure because I haven’t really felt something like this before. That’s a good thing, right? I’m snapped out of my thoughts by the sound of my phone. I look at the screen and I smile like an idiot when I see from who it is.

Peeta (11:30 a.m.)

Good morning Katniss :) How’d you sleep?

Katniss (11:30 a.m.)

Hi Peeta, I slept pretty well :) You?

Peeta (11:31 a.m.)

Me too, very well. I had fun last night. It was really nice talking to you.

Katniss (11:31 a.m.)

Me too, very much. I can get used to talking to you ;)

Where is this flirting girl coming from? I barely recognize myself, but I can’t find it in me too care. Peeta is making me a giddy teenager. And I actually like it.

Peeta (11:32 a.m.)

Good to know. Because it’s the other way around too.

Yes, definitely falling for him. The warm feeling in my chest is only getting bigger and there are butterflies in my stomach.

Peeta (11:33 a.m.)

I have to get to the bakery. Talk to you later?

Katniss (11:33 a.m.)

Definitely! Have a good day at work Peeta :)

Peeta (11:34 a.m.)

Thank you. Can’t wait to talk to you later!

I really feel like a giddy teenager, grinning like an idiot at my phone. I don’t think I’m making lunch myself today.

#everlark #everlark fanfiction #fic update #modern au #TMAC #peeta mellark #katniss everdeen #finnick odair #johanna mason #softlikethesunset12 writes

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sooooo i heard someone mention selfship asks >:3…. i have one for mitoru n one for moji hehe

1) i can’t resist the hurt/comfort SO . how does toru cheer you up when you’re having a bad day?? and vice versa !!!!!

2) i alr asked this for mitoru but !!!! between you n toji ….. who is ”falls first” and who is ”falls harder”?? :3

OK THAT’S ALL (for now >:3)…… gl w work mickey!!!! 🫂🫂 i hope that you see this tmrw when you’re well rested!!! and that you have the coziest sleep in the meantime <33 smooching you gently on the bridge of your nose

HELLO ARI MY SWEETEST LITTLE ANGEL<333333333333 THANK YOU SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO MUCH FOR INDULGING ME ON MY SILLY LITTLE SELFSHIPS HEHEHEHHE

mitoru comfort..... wahh this is such a sweet question ari:(((( when i'm having a bad day it's all about quiet time and touch. he knows that words will have very little effect, so he just slings himself over me like a koala:((((((((( i'm talking like full body weight and we've definitely uhh almost fallen over like a million times lmao. doesn't matter whether i'm getting something to eat or i'm gaming or i'm already full-time rotting in bed - he's just gonna Envelop me<333 he will whisper ridiculous jokes in my ear and i will always laugh bc i am not immune to his stupidity<3333333

and when he's sad:(((((((((((((((((((((((pls i don't even wanna think abt it he's my baby:((((((((((((((((((((((( i hold him tight and i will play with his hair as i whisper praise and reassurance into his ears. he hides his face in my neck or chest or lap (this guy is a cat fr) and i keep him safe and sound, away from the world:((((((he's mine:(((((( you know he tries to hide whenever he's feeling bad but he can't escape me i will always be there. i'll trace his face and tell him how much he means to me just so he knows that it's okay to open up, that it's okay to let me in:(((((((((((((((((((((((((((((( ari i love him sm:(((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((

omggggg moji hehehehehe nowwwwwww i haven't actually delved too into this so this is veryvery exciting. i will be first to fall though there's no question here. but it still wouldn't be a love at first sight thing. this is also a slowburn but a different kind from the mitoru one. it's even slower i think😭😭😭😭

ok but i think the moji dynamic is literally just him meeting a weird cat and picking it up by the scruff and going🤨🤨🤨🤨what the fuck kind of a creature are you🤨🤨🤨🤨but then i manage to woo him with my straightforward and snarky personality and he goes🤨🤨🤨🤨again bc what the fuck is happening to him🤨🤨🤨🤨i think i can entertain him so much that he has no other way to just fall in love with me

anywayy.................... as for who falls harder............................ how self-indulgent am i when i say toji............................................. it's gonna take him a while to do it but when he finds his person he's All In you know?? like there's just no going back... when it finally clicks in his head i think he feels a bit sick. happy and sick and nervous and giddy and aaaaahhh everything is too much!!!!! feelings!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! crazy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! but luckily i'm right there with him!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i will bring him down to earth (to me) and then i'll welcome his shy love with open arms!!!!!!!!!!! ari i love him so much too i wanna cry:((((((((((((((((((((

wahhhhhhhhhhhhthey're both my babygirls i would do everything and anything for them<3333333 once again thank u so much for indulging me with this i'm having so much fun thinking abt the dynamic and the Lore hehehehe i love you so much and i am kissing every single one of your freckles rn!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

#my babygirls #i luv them #and ariiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii i hope the movie is good!!!!!!!!! i hope you're having so much fun rn!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#i love you so sosoo much!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#ari <3 #mitoru #moji #friends!!

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音像世界 [Audiovisual World] - Sept 2006

a very wonky but delightful translation under the cut

Placebo ; We are the 21st century modern rock band Text/Interview with Zhang Weiwei/Xingyue

On the first day of "2006 Beijing Pop Music Festival", "Placebo" Perform on the main stage of the company. "Placebo" is hailed as "the most Record the distinctive British music yin", this is their first time on the Chinese stage. Long talk will undoubtedly be a feast for listening to you. Mission to the last century In 1996, one named Brian Moco )lkO) boy,’ painted Seven eyes Liangying, leaving pitch black Childish behavior: ‘The violent red color I'm learning girls like a demon Sing a song "Nancy Kid" When I vent without hesitation Stupid material life and The emotion brought by the ft world. From the moment on stage, cloth Who is the backlog in my heart Thrown in front of the world, lead Shoulder, reputation, obsession and even People band one by one "placebo" Horribly turned out, "(Radiohead)s" "'Oasis" (Oasis) Three The altar adds a stunning Household Don't one by one Lane was born into a wealthy Bank entrepreneur, mother Christianity. Childhood, Tossed in Scotland, Libby Between Schlossburg. Serious , And moved countless times Dogs have no fixed partners in childhood Jidu is lonely, even learning

The classmates and teachers in the school are also particularly alienated, plus , My parents ignored because of busy banking , The physical and psychological growth of his son, Bryan from 11 I have been learning from the streets, newspapers and magazines since I was Factory women give themselves makeup and always like to surround Women go round and round. When he was 16 years old, his parents gave him a copy Telecaster guitar, very sensitive to music Brian soon bought a real price A real guitar, and I've been obsessed with playing guitar ever since, So that everyone can often see it on stage Brian gently hugged the guitar one by one He plays the role of a mother in his life Important role. But in fact, Bryan’s parents Straightforwardly oppose him to engage in art-father- I want to let Brian inherit his career and become a Bankers one by one Blaine began to use gender boundaries Vaguely neutral dress to resist father and family Against pressure. Until the end, Brian and his father There is no longer any contact or exchange. In 1990, 18-year-old Brian left the family. Came to London alone and entered Gold Smiths Academy of Art and Drama Studies (British The prestigious Royal Academy of Art, "Blur" Former guitarist Graham Coxon Coxon) also graduated from the college J. Cloth at this time Ryan has been able to skillfully play a variety of instruments such as Ji Him, keyboard, bass, drums, saxophone, and even DJing, He also worked as a DJ in several clubs, but he was honest Say that I am not very good at being a DJ0 By chance in 1994, Brian Kensington subway station encountered a later career ride Stefan Olsdal,} Invite him to form a band with himself and join in one, Club performance. Osdo listened to Brian Immediately after the song was attracted, not only that, he , Put his Swedish friend Robert Schutz (Robert Schultzberg) pulls into the music Be a drummer (until 1996). Until later , Bryan also emphasized that Osdo accepted his The moment I invited to the band was my whole life E one of the unforgettable moments. During this period, Bligh En called the band "Ashtray Heart" (Ashtray Heart) Heart)0 After quickly gaining awareness, they The band was renamed "placebo". Soon, Caroline Records has recognized this and A different young band. In 1996, Robert Schutzberger The conflict with Brian increased and left the band, from Therefore, the position of the drummer has always been Steve Huey 特 (Steve Hewitt) instead. In the same year, the band The first album of the same name "Placebo" (Placebo) released Row. Singles "Nancy Kid" and "Young Rage" (Teertage Angst) immediately became a hit single, The stubborn and rebellious children of the entire Yao British Empire Was boosted by this three-person band, "placebo" It seems that they have been able to relieve their psychological barriers A great pill for manic heart. Just as Brian is different from Ordinary costumes-mascara, eyeshadow, full lips, ～ Nail polish, skirts, this series will only show up The characteristics of a woman’s body are now affected by a height,The British man who is less than 1.75 meters boldly and naturally used to dress himself up. The British media took advantage of the trend and gave him the title of "fashionable Bowie". "Media reporters like to make boo heads. Maybe it's because life in the UK has always been so dull and boring. That's why they were surprised when they met me and yelled. I like "Sonic Youth" and "Sonic Youth". "Pixies", I prefer to dress myself up as I want to appear on the stage, in the MV and even in life. I just enjoy such an open-self lifestyle." Brian shrugged and said softly. In a tedious and lengthy interview after a TV show performance, Brian deliberately pointed the guard ｝l to the male reporter’s chest, so that the reporter was tossed by the sly Brian that he had no intention of continuing the interview. Go on, while Hewitt and Stephen are laughing together. After the album of the same name was released, the band easily got the mainstream record company Virgin In November 1998, he quickly recorded and released the second album "No "Without You I'm Nothing". This album has a rare change in the depth of the lyrics and Brian’s vocals compared to the first album. Brian in "Pure Morning" lowered his throat and reluctantly sang "Send charcoal in the snow." "A Friend in Need A Friend Indeed" (A Friend in Need A Friend Indeed). A famous sentence like household. Bryan, dressed in black, jumped out of the building and walked straight down the wall. The MV for this song was also planned by Bryan. A keen listener can find from this Xin album that the alcohol, drugs, and erosive relationships in "Nancy Kid" have changed to the mixed emotions and emotions toward urban men and women in "Every You Every Me".

The rhetoric of the low-level media is more intense. Every large-scale live performance, "placebo" In order to pursue the perfect sound effect comparable to the recording studio, Always bring fixed musicians with them Stage performance, and these fixed musicians also accompanied Placement has gone through a worthy 10 years. Although But on the stage they always hide without light In the dark, but they are the same as the "placebo" three The relationship between the members is like a formal team member. Observant Fans will also find that "Velvet Gold Mine" These regular musicians also participated. And "Ann Placement" "Believe in Me" held in Paris (Soulmates Never Die) large concert now The DVD and MV compilation are everybody’s Placement" a precious treasure that loyal fans must collect, The Paris concert not only included the "placebo" essence Cham’s hot live performance also hides a 30 Minute tour documentary, including how the three escaped Avoid the chase of fans and talk about the fun in the lounge Bryan teaches you how to draw eyeshadow and sightseeing Precious fragments of time crazy Stefan. "Placebo" will play an electrified style The ultimate is the new album released this year Meds; compile the album cover with "Sleep with the Elves"

It’s exactly the same, it seems to come from the same designer hand. As Brian said, in the past 10 years he’ We work hard to find a position and style that suits us, Looking for an invisible limit. Bryan and Le The team has been trying to get out of this restriction, out of them Have experienced, followed, intoxicated, avoided A sensitive area that has been and moved by. Although cloth Leith now has a child named Cody Zihe ~ a touching wife who maintains a stable relationship with him One by one wife, son, and teammates are all Bligh En is deeply loved one by one, but Brian is uneasy in his blood The molecules make him feel full of emotion and sensitive heart The world has never changed. Now the "placebo" starts Putting aside some long-standing conventions, in the new album Significantly reduced the iconic guitar distortion, the band Focus boldly with a more fashionable electrified style With drugs, alcohol, and love, it’s like a giant record jacket The naked, twisted, and shouting woman, "Ann The placebo" bravely broke free from the past System", more calmly standing in the British rock music front.The growth of the Bone Association Band? I am very happy with the growth of the band. Our growth and success are all through long-term hardship...Shan:1 Linde. It’s been an almost uninterrupted tour for 10 years. This is a relatively old-fashioned way of running Cantonese. "(The tail is also what we like very much. The live performance of the mountain and the constant currency" requires that you can get yourself in it. In the early days of the band’s establishment, we had already decided to deliver the music to our listeners in the most direct way. What do you think of the development of Yaoi’i Gun Music? "Lonz Ferdinand" (1,s,i Pordinand), "Arctic Monkeys" (Arctic Monkeys). "The Kooki"; do you think they really have "material"? Just because they are from the same island does not mean they are anointing Le Buya! What is in common. Of course "Franz Ferdinand" and "Arctic Monkey" must be influenced by the music of IJ Moji {Fei, in my heart! Bu! . He is a very good band in J1IJ4 II. Especially the L tail, "Arctic Monkey r", their "material" lies in the quality of their Shule creations. They are very humorous, full of the strong vitality of the factory, modern city, and very British creative style. What they are telling Very interesting, but also very "human", very A true story is a very realistic expression Present form. I think if the "street boy" (The Streets) is a rock band, they ' It will be the "Arctic Monkey". I personally have always been very happy Happy "Franz Ferdinand", from their first An album begins. They are from Scotland and also It brings another kind of cultural experience. What I want to say is that although there are so many Success bands are all from the UK, but they don’t Not necessarily have something in common, nor is it necessarily It means that rock music in the UK will be more Good or worse. Good is good, bad is good Is bad, there is no need to divide by region Standards. What kind of concept do you hold on creation? We are a rock band, just like I We are a modern rock music team. We enjoy using various tools and equipment The possibility of creating music. Rock music is not only It’s a simple guitar with electronic elements Not only can be used in a certain kind of special music In the category. The key to its function depends on you How to use it and how to integrate it better In your own music category. Was the grunge trend in the U.S. Has any influence on you or a British band? You like Is Grunge Fun? I never really liked it Grunge, I have never heard of "Nirvana" (Nirvana) Music until Kurt Coben (Kurt Cobain) passed away. For me, "nirvana" Too mainstream T0 I am more interested in those very Alternative bands, like "Sonic Youth" (Sonic Youth), or the late 70s, 80s Post-punk band in the early years. What do you think of as a British band American culture? We ourselves think that "placebo" is a European bands. Of course we were founded in London. Half of my blood is Scottish, history of drummer The name "Friend (Steve Hewitt) is of British descent, Stefan Olsdal is a Swedish. We Speaks many languages, Stephen speaks 5 languages, I speak French and English. We grew up in Europe There are K people from the I1 family in Zhou, we see ourselves as Europeans, I don’t think I have any special UK Pity. We can, will historically and geographically The music of the country and the era is biased. Ok Meeting the music and blood should be interpreted, and it is truly I found it at Ill lii.} I don’t care if the music comes from Which country, as long as it can move people. but I I want to say: "I'm very happy that I will be in Europe Life". Countless tours and publicity all over the world make people Enjoy it? I enjoy the tour, but not the publicity. But it is equally important. In the past 10 years, We have been through live performances all over the world Accumulated a group of very loyal and sincere fans. Every year, the number of our fans grows very much View. Although it takes a lot of time to do this, it also gives me We added a lot of fun. You know there are many "placebos" in China Fans? They are very obsessed with "placebo" The violent distortion guitar and your charming voice, even Even when playing the piano is hot, many fans want to know the invitation, What do you think of your fans. Ah, haha, of course I hope so. "I must wait until Ij comes to Beijing in September to learn about Chinese musicWhat a fan is like, I look forward to it very much. It’s not just heterosexual people. Placement", many gays also like you We, what do you think is the reason that makes "Ann Does "Placement" attract different fascinating groups? Great! I think this is great! I think For our honesty in emotions and the truth in life Desire to communicate, um, if our music can move people, it must be physically,There are three aspects, both mentally and emotionally. You are now a father What kind of impact? The kind of perplexed and perverted Dong Is Xijijing completely far away from you? Honestly, no. As for myself Those who are confused and perverse, maybe less A little bit. But now there is another person Let me care, need my protection, so that it will not be this Hurt by a huge bad world. You have always loved to dress up, you still Do you love applying black nail polish to yourself? I have not bought black nail polish for many years Yes, but I still paint eyeliner and eye shadow. I do Did not try to do anything special through these performances Communication, in addition to thinking that people should dress up, Freedom in dress, choice and preference, not affected by Constrained by any established standard. If hard If any message is conveyed, it is freedom. But I do this entirely because I like it, I think I look great like that, like a The mentality of a lady with makeup. How do you think a man should make his evening watch more cultured and tasteful? I think in the 21st century, men should be free, Wear what they like and dress up like they like Huan look. In comparison, women are more They can wear skirts or they can wear Pants, they can make up or not, They can look bright and beautiful, or they can watch Go up and take control. In the 20th century, men’s The choice has become so small. Looking back, Louis France in the fourteenth period, and the restoration period In Great Britain, men used to love makeup that much, Their clothes are so gorgeous and they look so good elegant. So we just trace the roots in history. The media will use it when evaluating "placebo" Keep your eyes on such things as "male and female", "gorgeous", ) If you have to symbolize, how can you give yourself Has it been defined and classified? A modern rock band. A 21 The modern rock band of the century. Let me show you and all Some magazine readers confirmed that "placebo" is not Hermaphrodite, the "placebo" members are all men, Everyone is.

In addition to work, the three of you often Play together? The three of us spend time together Family and love have more time. So when we After we got home, we gave all the time Family material lover, ha ha. Can you chat online? No, it never happened. I know net Some people on the network will call themselves Brian Mok, Husband ,,’’No~1 million That would definitely not be me. If you are online I met someone like that and I visited Brian Mo But my blog or Myspace, I read my Diary, you have to believe that it is definitely a lie. I Will not publish their life information on the Internet, I am a privacy-conscious person. What's the story of the performance in China this time ? What are your expectations for the Chinese record market What? Just like going to Thailand and Korea, through hosting Party’s invitation, we’ll come and we know people We like our music, so we can play for them We are also very happy to play. As for the record market, I Really have no idea. I just look forward to acting I hope to bring an outstanding performance. Please describe you in one word or sentence " 3 people. Just one sentence. Have you seen "Starship Fans Is this TV show "Star Trek"? Oh, your country may not broadcast it. Stephen It's "Mr. Spock" (Mr. Spock) It’s ‘Dr. McCoy’ and I’m "K Captain Kirk" (Captain Kirk)

#gonna post sappy nostalgic stuff for my bday lol #sly brian did what to the journalist...#👀#sleep with the elves.... please tell me thats the official chinese album title!#literally the most expensive thing i bought in china lol #placebo #brian molko #steve hewitt #stefan olsdal

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dialovers-translations · 4 years

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Diabolik Twitter ー Subaru Sakamaki [2018 Compilation]

–> This post includes all tweets posted on the official Rejet Twitter account for Subaru Sakamaki (@DiaLoverSubaruS) in 2018.

Shuu l Reiji l Ayato l Laito l Subaru l Ruki l Kou l Yuma l Azusa l Carla l Shin l Kino

May 31, 2018

> That loudmouth Mukami has arrived

> I’ll tweet only when I feel like it

June 5, 2018

> What the fuck is this about?

> I don’t really get it, but just know that she’s MINE

> I’ll kill anyone who stands in our way. No matter who they are

July 7, 2018

> Fuck off, what’s this stupid letter?

> What the fuck does “First edition -You have to answer the question or no more blood sucking!” even mean!? I’m definitely not doing this

> “If you refuse to answer, you’ll be prohibited from having even a single drop of blood from here on out. You can only ever drink tomato juice” ...Huh? Oi, if this is real, we’re fucked

> I don’t like this, but I guess it leaves me with no other choice. I’ll answer this question

> Q. What type of clothes would you want the girl to wear when you’re on a date?

A. Who cares? I don’t know a thing ‘bout fashion. Shouldn’t she just wear something she likes?

> I don’t know who set this up, but I’m never doing this bullshit again

July 30, 2018

> Don’t try and cause misunderstandings

> I was looking at a page for men’s bracelets!

August 15, 2018

> Stupid Reiji gave me an earful just because I destroyed a wall

> I’m not. Shut up

September 6, 2018

> One of these letters again?

> “Second edition -You have to answer the question or no more blood sucking!” ー So that wasn’t end of it!?

> I don’t give a damn. I’m throwing this away

> Fuck off

> Q. Do you think you’ll be able to surpass Shuu-san and Reiji-san in height?

A. No idea. However, I do think it’d feel nice to grow tall and be able to look down on them

> Q. Have you ever used emoji?

A. Nope. They only get in the way

> Q. You aren’t a Do-S, but actually really kind, right?

A. Hah? What’s with this question!? Don’t underestimate me! I’m not kind at all. Don’t misunderstand me.

> Emoji and kao-moji are bullshit. For one, how do you even use them?

September 27, 2018

> Fuck off. Can’t you tell I’m ignoring you?

--> The Rejet_info account was tweeting out in Richter’s name and pestering Subaru :P

> What do you mean, you’ll arrange a bunch of coffins for me? You aren’t being serious, right?

> Say something. You were being so annoyin’ the whole time and now you’ve suddenly gone quiet

> I don’t need a bunch of coffins you know. I’m not accepting your offer. I don’t care

> Oi! Say something!

September 28, 2018

> The fuck is this!? When I opened the door, my room was stuffed with coffins! I can’t even get in like this!

> He’s definitely the one behind all of this. I’m gonna get him and make sure he takes these all back!

> I did his stupid interview in return for getting rid of the coffins. Even though I told him not to use it

--> Richter was doing character interviews for the Zero Drama CDs which were released around this time.

> Oh well, there’s some things I’ll only say right now, so I’ll let it slide for this once

October 24, 2018

> Don’t be wandering around when you’re my prey. Hurry up and come to me

> This is your punishment for making me angry. I’ll tie you down and suck your blood until you can’t even tell whether it hurts or feels good. I don’t mind if you lose your mind. You will be mine forever either way

> I’m saying I’ll wreck you. With my very own hands

> What’s with these tweets? Did somebody mess with my phone?

> I don’t know who did it, but they must be trying to pull a prank on me. Next time this happens, I’m gonna fuckin’ end them

> I’m already in a bad mood because I was dragged along from one place to another right as I was about to head home. On top of that there’s this bastard who just uses other people’s shit without permission, fuck off!

> Being in my room really is the most comfortable. I don’t need to deal with anyone getting my way there. Of course, it’ll be the two of us

> No, even in my room, someone will come and bother us. In that case, we might as well head out somewhere. To a place free from any pests

> Looks like it’s about to rain but whatever. Still better than staying here. We’re leaving right away so get ready

> Come on. Don’t leave my side

October 31, 2018

> If you don’t want to get pranked, give me ca...No, I don’t need any sweets. I want you instead

November 4, 2018

> Idiot. You don’t need to celebrate my birthday. It’s a hassle to have to prepare everything, right? No, I’m not saying I’m not happy. It’s actually the opposite. When I realize I was on your mind for a whole day, it doesn’t feel bad. That’s why I’ll thank you at least. ...Hey, you’ll be doing this next year as well, right? Don’t you dare forget

November 21, 2018

> At the crossroads

> Now

> Hurry up

> Fuck this. Laito’s still not here?

December 22, 2018

> Oi

> What are you doing the day after tomorrow? Do you have something in mind?

> The day after tomorrow is Christmas Eve right!? Isn’t Eve the day couples spent together or something? I’m telling you I don’t mind keeping you company because you seem to value that shit so much

> Staying at home’s nice, but if you have some place you want to go, that’s fine too. I’m not gonna pray at the shrine, but if there’s something you want to do, I’ll tag along

> No rush, just make up your mind by Christmas Eve. Got it?

December 24, 2018

> Oi, I’m in front of your room right now

> Are you ready to head out? I’m coming in

> You can’t decide on your clothes? You’re the one who said you wanted to head out, right!? In that case, don’t make me wait!

> You’re still you, regardless of what you wear. That doesn’t change so why does it matter?

> If anything, any outfit will look...c-cute on you, right?

December 25, 2018

> Merry Christmas. I was right, wasn’t I? You’re fine either way. Although, seeing you worry about looking your best for me wasn’t bad either.

#diabolik lovers #dialovers #subaru sakamaki #diabolik lovers translation #subaru2018

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lavender-lotion · 3 years

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3, 4, 16 (DON'T say cherik), 22, 28

oh my god i absolutely hate you for asking me these aha you’re my favourite person in the entire world

3. What is the best fandom you’ve ever been involved in?

to date, it’s been X-Men (alt timeline movies, ofc) despite the rocky beginning I had. in this fandom I’ve learned so much about my own writing, and my writing style has grown SO greatly since I first joined and has taken shape into... well whatever the hell it is now, which is something I really like (most of the time)!

I fairly quickly created a small, tight circle of people I really enjoy being around in this fandom, and have since cultivated my own little fandom space that I really, really enjoy. it’s filled with people I love chatting with, people as open-minded as accepting as I am, and it’s a place that I strive to make feel welcoming for all who join, as well! I run an 18+ X-Men Alternative Timeline Movies focused discord, so if you’re interested, join us here!

I am trying to branch back out into The Fandom a little more after feeling a type of way for some time, and I’m honestly enjoying that a lot too! it’s been interesting to follow some more folk, and I’m really happy to see my dash start to thicken up after being close to barren for so long.

currently, I have a small group of close friends I care a great deal for (hi, Mid!) that has absolutely made this fandom into one of the best i’ve been involved in.

4. Do you regret getting involved in any fandoms?

very very very simplified and slightly unture answer: no. every single bad experience has taught me something that I’ve carried into my other fandom experiences, just like life lmao, but for more of a meaty answer to this question: yes.

so much yes.

I have SO MUCH regret around teen wolf, actually, for so many different reasons, but I’ve also learned SO much. seeing a server ran in a way I Did Not Like has helped me better mod my own fandom spaces, and I am very anti-totalitarianism and am VERY against showing abject favouritism to specific members, while I also always try incredibly hard to ensure no one feels ignored. I was reminded of how finicky friendships are, and learned not to be the person who puts in the sole work to keep ‘em going (and how to recognize if I am) because... when you stop the friendship might stop, too. I learned NOT to hit on close friends, no matter how much I might want to, and I learned the importance of open, clear and precise communication in romantic endeavours, which was actually a very good life lesson because I’d never been in a situation that could teach me it before. I’ve learned, or, am LEARNING, not to let personal experiences with one-on-one relationships taint my view of a fandom—this one is hard, and is something I am trying very, very hard to work through as I’ve recently been hit with a very strong and very sudden wave of inspiration for teen wolf.

but like, with that all said, I still absolutely LOVE the teen wolf fandom and have had so many amazing amazing amazing experiences that I wouldn’t change for all the bad, and that the bad experiences are really localized to the ship-focused spaces I was in and the personal relationships that I had, NOT with the fandom as a whole which I am slowly dipping my toes back into! I learned so much about myself and my writing during my time in the fandom, and that is another thing I absolutely wouldn’t change for the world. I am over the moon that I’m writing here again, honestly, and the reception I’ve gotten has been SO insanely amazing.

starker is another one I regret-but-don’t-totally-regret-because-I-learned-shit. starker taught me the importance of 18+ fan spaces, and showed me what can happen when people... aren’t careful. when mods are minors themselves. I learned that cross-generational nsfw spaces are a RED flag, and that they mean GET OUT, and that anyone who would willingly allow minors and adults to mingle over explicit content are people I Do Not Want To Be Around. I learned a lot about myself there on an interpersonal scale, and I found out a lot about my sexuality and kink preferences, too (which was a wild time). while I do very much enjoy the lessons I learned from being in the space I was in, I could do without some of the more negative things I witnessed, even if they taught me a lot.

16. Are their any popular ships in your fandom which you dislike?

SINCE I CAN’T SAY CHERIK I’m going to have to dig a little deeper and talk about Sterek, lmao. I was really, really, really into Sterek starting around... 2014? I read... fuck tons. absolutely insane amounts of Sterek fic. and I wanna say... around 2015? maybe? there was a really popular trope in Sterek, wherein Derek would push Stiles away (by being mean, by pretending to date one of the Pack (usually Erica), by bullying him, by telling him the pack didn’t want him, etc, etc) so that he could... keep Stiles safe? it almost always went the same way. there is a threat no one told Stiles about, Derek did “what he had to do” to keep Stiles safe (i.e cutting him off from all his friends and massive, obvious crush) and then when Stiles got hurt, the pack would come to his rescue and save him (only after Stiles got a little beat up), and then Derek would care for him, or not leave his side, or check up on him, and Stiles would wonder why he cared after everything that had happened and... bam. Derek would admit his undying love. And Stiles would just like forgive him and they’d get together and be happily ever after as a pack and...

that was so damaging lmao??? I can’t even tell you how many fics fitting into this trope that I read, to the point where I was like... “wow Derek loves Stiles so much he’s such an amazing person for keeping him safe by pushing him away and making him feel isolated and alone and hated” BUT LIKE WHAT. WHAT. that’s horrible??? so so so horrible??? I am so fucking thankful it isn’t something I really saw too much of when I came back around to the fandom around 2017, but.... oh boy. for a ship that I considered an OTP and read like the entire tag of, I have VERY few sterek fics of substance (when compared to the rest of my teen wolf writing) and this is the reason why.

this trope and it’s absolutely ludicrous popularity a few years ago really, really turned me off the ship.

22. Is there anything you regret writing?

content-wise: no. very, very easy no. I don’t regret any of the pairings or kinks I’ve written & I don’t think I ever will (I’m very anti-shame, lmao. if you like it, flaunt it).

but... I do regret some of the emotional labour I’ve put into works? the emotional attachment I have with certain fics, or genres, or pairings, and how I’ve tied them to a specific person or persons. like, I can’t write ageplay anymore, because of how strong the association of ageplay is to someone I cared for deeply and no longer have in my life (and even if I ever manage to write it in general, I’ll never be able to write Steter ageplay). I have 13k of a fic that was supposed to be a surprise gift to a close friend that I hadn’t heard from in... ages, to the point where I gave up on sending the occasional monthly-message. I have one thing I wrote for a dear friend (who never interacted with it) and now I can’t help but feel like the story is awful, despite not doing horrifically stat-wise.

I write because I love it. I write for people I care about, because writing is a labour of love, and it’s a way I can show them how much I care for them, but... sometimes that bites me in the ass, I guess.

I’m working on it, lol.

28. If someone were to draw a piece of fanart for your story, which story would it be and what would the picture be of?

god okay there is NOTHING better than the idea of this. I’ve had a few mood boards made for me here and there, which are always SO loved and cherished and massively appreciated down to my BONES, but I don’t know if I’ve... ever really gotten fan art? I had someone make some really, really cool like... OG bit-moji type art of a couple of my fics, which is amazing and I have it on my phone still, and @hd-hale once drew me a GORGEOUS sheriff stilinski inspired by Daddies’R’Us, but to get FAN ART i would CRY lmao

right now, I think something from to love and be loved by you would feel really, really extra special because even at 6/17 chapters posted, it’s my longest work ever. what would it be a picture of?? hell if i fucking know but probably something that hasn’t happened yet, lmao

#wow this got really long im sorry #these are just my personal experiences and i've had LOTS of them #im a very emotional person can you tell?#can you also tell im not over some stuff lmao #im working on that too #listen i'm working on a LOT right now #i can't believe mid asked me THIS series of questions thinking this wouldn't happen #why did i write a fucking NOVEL #about lav #writing meme #ask meme #writer meme #midrashic #lav answers

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And Suddenly, Green Eyes

Thanks very much @nomoredarksadlonelybatman for the lovely request, I hope you’ll enjoy this. :D

Lenght: 1.7K Pairing: Khai x Third Summary: Khai’s romantic history is longer than the phone book, he’s very familiar with the concept of exes. And yet, he somehow wasn’t prepared to learn that Third had one as well. AO3 link

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Khai wasn’t the one, in their group of gangsters, you’d go to if you ever needed advice. He knew it and wasn’t discontent with that knowledge. Khai’s departement was more around comfort and cheering up. If you felt down and just wanted a change of mind or pace, Khai was your man. His personality was exuberant, just on that side of overwhelming that it was impossible to focus on anything but him. Great for distractions.

If you wanted a sympathetic advice, you asked Two, if you wanted a practical one, you went for Third. If you wanted a crazy advice, Bone would be more than happy to oblige.

And yet, Khai would still tell anyone that would listen, and also many that couldn’t care less, that they should all just fall in love with their best friends and start dating already.

He had had his fair share of romantic experiences. Many would say he overindulged for a long time. And yet dating his best friend was an unprecedented experience for him. Things just… made sense. He could be flirty and seductive in the morning, enticing Third into following him in bed, despite all reason and fake excuses, with just the right look or the touch of a finger. And then be an absolute mess in the evening, too drunk and walking straight into a poll or vomiting over his favourite shoes without fear the other would be revulsed. Well, the vomiting part definitely revulsed Third, he still led him home and cleaned him up before holding him in bed all night.

They also knew each other inside and out. How one preferred their coffee in the morning, which snack were the other’s favourite. How one absolutely hated a particular smell while the other couldn’t stand a random noise.

Sometimes, it also meant they knew a little bit too much.

“Hey Khai, didn’t you promise that girl you’d become an idol so you could sing love songs for her in front of the whole world?”

Two Bone and Khai all turned in the direction Third was pointing out with a head nod. Next to a juice stall, in the middle of the busy mall, was standing a stunning young woman. Her hair was white and braided in complex loops at the back of her head, giving a lovely view of her face. ‘Moji’ supplied his brain. Third had a formidable memory.

“I didn’t know you said that,” laughed Bone, sipping on his frozen coffee without trying to hide his mockery.

“How’s the career going for you Khai?” continued Two, bumping their shoulders together.

Not one to take the teasing lying down, Khai turned his nose up and looked at his friends with contempt.

“It’s a work in progress, but my friends are definitely bringing me down.”

The three broke in a concert of good natured protest so sudden that some bystanders turned to look at that.

“Third? Is it really you?”

The unknown voice came from a man, tall, pretty much their age. His features were simple, Khai wouldn’t turn around if their path crossed in the street, but he was built like an athlete: strong shoulders, broad chest, thick thighs. He was accompanied by a shorter male, a foreigner with blond hair, that looked at them with a curiosity Khai imagined must be reflected in his own eyes.

“Ard? I can’t believe this!”

Third had a large smile, the kind Khai knew for a fact was sincere, which only helped to exacerbated his interest. He didn’t remember anyone called Ard, and he certainly didn’t remember that face. But him and Third looked quite comfortable around each other.

“Since when are you back in Thailand?” asked Third, getting closer to the man.

“I arrived last weekend. I’ll just be staying 2 weeks to visit family and then I’ll be going back.”

“Still living in Germany?”

“Yes, you remembered!”

Both men seemed to have forgotten their respective groups and were happily catching up with the usual ‘and what do you do know’ or even ‘you look great!’ or ‘we should have lunch before you leave’. Khai made eye contact with the foreigner who smiled at him and wai-ed back, which seemed to catch Third’s attention at last.

“Ah, Ard. These are my friends, we met at Uni, we all work together now. This is Bone, Two, and Khai.”

“This is Lee, my boyfriend.”

They all greeted each other properly, and Ard put an arm on the blond’s shoulder to bring him closer.

“I’m sorry I didn’t mean to barge in during your free time, I was just so surprised to see you Third.”

“I’m happy you saw me. Your Line ID is still the same?” wondered the shorter man, grabbing his phone to check his contacts.

“Yes, message me and we can grab some food soon!”

Shortly after checking both still had the other in their contacts, Ard and Lee left to continue their window shopping.

“So, who was this guy Third? I don’t remember him from anywhere,” asked Two, beating Khai to the punch.

“You guys never met Ard. We were in high school together. He left for Europe just before Uni to join a football club. He was already super good back in the days.

“Get us free tickets for a cool match! Use your connections!” pleaded Bone, already checking which games they could hope to snatch tickets to.

“I haven’t spoken to him in 4 years, I’m not going to pester him for free tickets Bone.”

“Come on!” joined Khai, grabbing Third by the arm to make his plea more efficient. “What’s the point of having famous friends if you can’t get some things out of it?”

Third scoffed, but didn’t try to dislodge him.

“First of all, that’s a terrible way of thinking. Second, he’s not exactly my friend.”

“That’s not what it looked like, you guys seemed pretty close,” said Two.

“Well… we were.” conceded Third, shuffling slightly from one foot to the other. He glanced briefly at Khai before refocusing on the other two. “But that’s because we used to… well. We used to date.”

Once again, their shouts made people turn around with worry.

“Third banged a football super star!”

“Way to go Third! I’m so proud of you!” Two actually clapped him in the back for that.

“I don’t know that he’s a super star…”

“He didn’t say no to the banging…” muttered Bone.

Yup, Khai had noted that as well.

So they may know so, so much about each other. But apparently there were still some secrets to unravel.

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“So… How long were you guys together?”

Third looked up from the spring onions he was slicing, starting to prepare their dinner for the evening. Khai was posted on the other side of the worktop, picking at his nails, elbows propped against the counter. It took Third a second to put the random question in context and remember their meeting with Ard earlier today.

“Mhh… we started dating our last year of high school, so a bit under a year.”

‘Less than us, take that super star’ thought Khai, pursing his lips in an attempt to hide a smirk.

“Why did you break up?” he wondered, trying to maintain a light tone.

“Well, he went to Germany to play football. It was kind of natural to break up,” explained Third, moving from his spring onions to little green pepper, chopping and cleaning the vegetables.

“I see. Is he any good? What position does he play in?”

“I’m not sure, I think it was something like attacker maybe? Is it the right name?”

“You dated a footballer for a year and you don’t even know the name of the positions? Did you not talk when you were together”

At that, Third raised a brow and looked at his boyfriend through his eyelashes.

“We were a bit too busy to talk about football.”

“Why? What were you doing?” asked Khai, frowning.

Third simply stared at him, blinking slowly.

Khai gasped.

“You little pervert!”

“Are you serious right now?! Why do you care anyways? That was half a decade ago,” complained the shorter man, abandoning his knife, crossing his arms on his chest and staring down at his boyfriend with an incredulous look.

“Well, would you go back to him?”

Third felt his eyebrow raise incredulously. He couldn’t make much sense of the conversation overall, but Khai seemed to grow agitated, abandoning all pretense of nonchalance.

“He has a boyfriend.”

The answer only seemed to offend him further.

“That’s not what I asked!” he shouted.

“Of course no. You’re talking nonsense Khai, stop it.”

“And if he didn’t have a boyfriend? Would you go back to him?”

Third had to take a deep breath to avoid shouting himself. Khai soft features were furrowed and tense. Only 3 years of experience of pining allowed Third to recognise that look for what it was: jealousy.

What an idea, Imagining that Khai would ever feel jealousy for him. His cold way with women never left anyone with the slightest shadow of a doubt. Never gave anyone any reason to wonder if, maybe, Third could ever not love Khai.

Third was left flagabaster for an instant before snapping out of it. Going around the counter, he walked to Khai that was staring at him, as if afraid today was the day he’d get stabbed. Instead, he slowly slid his arms around the taller man’s neck and brought him into a firm hug.

“Khai. When Ard left, I was sad because we got along quite well, and he was the first boy I did stuff with. I recovered in a summer. And then I met you and frankly Ard completely slipped my mind. If you left for Germany, I wouldn’t get over it. I’d come with you”

Khai hugged him back, bringing him as close as he could. He buried his nose in the soft mass of hair and smelled Third’s usual brand of shampoo as he left his tense shoulders relax.

“Does it have to be Germany?”

“What?” asked Third, confused. He pulled back to look at his boyfriend’s face.

“I don’t really want to go to Germany. Would you follow me to Korea or Australia maybe.”

Third half laughed, half sighed, and definitely rolled his eyes.

“Germany is a metaphor, I’d follow you anywhere, dumbass.”

Third pulled down until their lips met in a kiss, softly brushing together while they breathed the same air. Khai grabber Third’s hips in an inviting grip, slithering a hand under his shirt to gently rub the delicate skin underneath. As Khai slotted a knee between Third’s legs, he could only spare the ex-boyfriend one last thought.

‘He’s the dumbass, who could give up on these lips just to kick a ball around.’

#theory of love #khai x third #khai #third #khaithird #third x khai

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