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foryoupeko · 4 months
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This is me trying to figure out Natsumi's character from the in-game dialogue
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qvincvnx · 5 months
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my most unpopular grouchy christmas opinion is that krampusposting is more cringe and irritating than sincere christmas love by like a factor of 50
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aqours · 6 months
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for the second time i've read something just expecting trashy ecchi but it was actually good
so there's this manga about this guy who gets isekai'd but instead of a fantasy world he's the main antagonist in some r-18 ntr manga but he fucking hates ntr so his intention was to just stay out of it so the intended romance happens but it turns out the childhood friend who gets ntrd is actually an awful creepy person and he, the guy who got isekai'd actually has chemistry with the female lead and make eachother happy
if i had a nickel for every time i read something just expecting trashy ecchi but it turned out to be an actually good story i'd have two nickels. not a lot, but weird that it happened twice.
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tsubakura-enraku · 11 months
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Fanfic Thingy!
"This can't be legal...Or ethical for that matter."
"This can't be legal...Or ethical for that matter."
The messy haired scientist adjusted their oversized hat and looked up at their new assistant. “It ain’t. But hey, you’re the one that was interested in a shady ad in the newspaper.”
They grabbed a stack of papers off of their messy desk and began to shuffle through them, skimming through their contents at an almost superhuman pace. Once they found what they were looking for, they took it out and they simply let the remaining papers fall and scatter across the room.
“Here.” They passed their new assistant the sheet and allowed them to read it. “This’s the procedure.”
The assistant began to slowly read through the procedure, but… their eyelids began to fall. They were so tired… They were always tired.
“...Hey! C’mon, don’t fall asleep on me now…! It’s just a short procedure, everything’ll be fine afterwards.”
“...Hunh?” The brown haired assistant’s eyes shot open, staring at the scientist in front of them with their deep black eyes. “A-ah, sorry. It sounds… dangerous. Do we have to do this…?
“Company needs funds. We gotta impress the higher-ups somehow. All we’ve gotta do is turn on the machine and test it works. C’mon.”
The scientist lead their assistant to a makeshift setup, where a large, strange machine sat next to a fold up chair. They began to punch in numbers into a keypad, and the machine began to whir loudly. For the assistant, this noise was almost unbearable to them for some reason unknown… But they had to deal with it. They had risked everything to get this shady job, and they weren’t going to simply run away from it now, even if the legality and ethics of it left much to be desired. The two sat there in silence as the scientist continued to punch numbers in.
“...Doc.” The assistant suddenly spoke up. “I’m still going to be paid for this, aren’t I?” The scientist continued to put numbers in, but continued the conversation, not looking away from their work for a second. “Yeah. If you survive it and get home fine, anyway…”
That sent shivers down the assistant’s spine.
After a few more seconds, the scientist stopped typing and stood up, clapping their hands together before crossing their arms.
“Right,” they said as they began to attach some wires to their assistant’s head and arms. “All you’ve gotta do is check if this leads to another dimension or not. Remember, you’ve got a panic button here if something goes wrong.”
Right. That’s a completely normal thing someone would say.
The assistant breathed in and attempted to calm their heart down. “I understand…”
“Turning it on in three, two…”
The scientist pushed a button, and the machine began to whir loudly once more. The assistant’s vision began to fill with a bright, neon green light. The sounds of the machine grew louder and louder, to the point where the assistant was barely able to hear anything else. Despite this, they swore they could hear some sort of distant, shocked yelling…
And then…
Their vision went blank and all went silent.
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farragoofwires · 9 months
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don' dweeblog
I think my favorite part of the published version of idiotim was kuzu making it textual that doctors are tools and agents of both state and harm against disabled people
and moreover should be killed by their victims if that's what it takes for their victims to get access to those things those doctors are keeping from them.
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apompkwrites · 2 years
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the making of a god || scaramouche
masterlist characters: scaramouche (platonic) genre: angst contains: spoilers for chapter 3 act iii, scaramouche spoilers, character death, injuries summary: how did things end up this way? how did you go from a doll to something more? notes: trying to get back into writing genshin :) had my hoco yesterday and my booster shot right before that. i'm so tired but i still finished the new archon quest :D parts: [the making of a god (1)] || [the betrayal of a god (2)] || [the loss of a god (3)]
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"hng... ngh... nnn..."
"just a bit longer," was all you could hear. you couldn't see anymore, but that was your normal now. they had long since taken your eyes.
"haaaah... blugh... ku... mm..."
"ah, there we are," he hummed, the poking and prodding at your insides finally stopping. it was a strange sensation, feeling anything that is. you weren't made for this, so why? why did you suddenly feel things?
ah, was it then? perhaps it was.
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you could recall the very moment you opened your eyes. a woman with long purple hair stared down at you, here eyes occasionally flicking upwards.
"let's get you sitting up, shall we?" she had hummed, flicking her wrist. as if she had you on strings (which she did, you would later learn), your body moved on its own. you were "sat up" as she called it and the world turned sideways. She seemed pleased with herself as she nodded and, with another flick of her wrist, your head turned to your left.
sitting beside you was a boy, dressed in the same white garb as you. he had the same purple hair as the woman did but his eyes were duller than hers. they were glassy, blobs of tears running down his round cheeks. his face seemed to emulate yours, a wide look of wonder and awe present on his doll-like face. if he looked like you, did you have tears running down your face too?
"now stand," the woman commanded, both of your heads turning back to her. despite her command, neither of you moved. your bodies remained stagnant. and all the woman did was sigh, her hands moving together at the same time. "...i see."
this time, your bodies did move. the woman moved her hands and walked out of the room, you and the other boy following behind her. she stood at a terrace overlooking a world that was... colorful, to say the least. plenty of bright colors that you couldn't identify filled your vision.
and soon it was all you saw as you and the boy were left in a place with many vibrant colors. the woman stared the two of you down before turning away, hurrying off, and disappearing into the colors.
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the next time the colors changed, you were finally able to move. the boy helped you up at first. apparently, he figured out how to move by "observing the surrounding fauna" as he claimed, a string dangling in front of his face. what a smart boy.
you clung to his arms, your hands clasped around his in a vice grip. you couldn't feel anything at first except a slight tingling in your fingertips. and then there was a tingling in your feet and a little tickle that was barely distinguishable from it.
"we were given names," the boy began, keeping his hands on your arms to steady you. "m...mother told me. before you woke up." when you didn't respond, he took it as a sign to continue. he reached up and moved the string out of his face and then moved his hand to brush a part of your veil out of yours. "you were called (name). and i... kunikuzushi."
"ku..." your lips moved like his, copying the words that left his mouth just a moment before. "kuni...kuzu...shi. kuniku... zushi..."
"kunikuzushi," the two of you said together. "(name)."
"kunikuzushi. (name)."
kunikuzushi and (name). that was all you knew how to say at first. perhaps you were defective. kunikuzushi didn't like to say that but it was a word you had heard from him. he liked to call you different. younger. precious.
and you only knew how to call him by his name or by the little syllables that made it up. you often yelled out for him as you got used to "walking" as he explained. you waddled around aimlessly, occasionally tripping over the strings that tangled up around your feet and ankles.
kunikuzushi only laughed lightly, helping you back up to your feet and brushing away the "leaves" and "petals" that clung to your veil. and then he would take your hand, promising to keep you steady as you walked away from where you were "abandoned".
you learned a lot of words from kunikuzushi during that trip. you learned a lot of words from your big brother.
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"monster" was the first word you learned from someone other than your brother. "monster!" the boy cried out as he held up his hammer in defense. you and kunikuzushi stood in his workplace, hand in hand prepared to learn more from him, just as you did the day before. but why was today any different?
why was he so scared of you two? what did "monster" mean and why was he calling you that. that wasn't your name!
"kunikuzushi. (name)," you had tried to explain motioning towards your brother and yourself. it all had to be a misunderstanding, right? maybe he thought "monster" was your name, right?
"monster!" he hurled his hammer at you, the edge he used to flatten the weapons thumping against your chest. a dull pounding resounded in the spot the hammer had hit.
kunikuzushi cried out to you as you fell, his hand shakily hovering over the hole that now appeared on your body. you whimpered, clutching onto his kimono sleeve. he shushed you, hurriedly covering your face with your veil and scooping you up into his arms, running away as the boy continued to cry out "monster! monster!"
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"promise" was the second word you learned from someone other than your brother.
the boy was smaller this time and kunikuzushi had to remind you that, no, this was not the same "monster" boy that caused the hole in your chest. this boy was giggly, holding up his hands to you and kunikuzushi.
"fluff" flowers surrounded the three of you and the boy only giggled more when the fluff was caught in your hair and in your brother's clothes. his laughs grew louder when you pointed at the fluff that also covered him.
"promise to come back?" he asked the day you met him. you looked over at kunikuzushi, your precious big brother who always knew what to say. he glanced over at you before nodding to the boy.
"we promise." and you would "fulfill" that promise as your brother said. you came back the next day. and the next. and the next. the next. the next. the next.
and you continued to return every day, even when the boy was in no mood to laugh, his parents nowhere to be found. you continued to return every day until you didn't need to anymore, having permanently moved into his home because he was "ill".
you didn't know what that meant at first. you figured it was something big as your brother always coddled the boy, especially when he was unable to move like you and kunikuzushi upon your "birth".
"promise... to come back?" he had asked you the last day you saw him.
"only if you promise to be here when we do," kunikuzushi replied. and the boy nodded, his doll clutched in his hand and a little cough escaping his lips.
he didn't fulfill his promise.
the lavender melon your brother cradled in his arms fell to the ground with a thud, rolling to the side as you almost fell to your knees. you managed to stay standing before rushing over to the boy, your hands landing on his shoulders.
"you promised..." you whimpered, shaking him. "you promised... promised, promised, promised...!"
you and your brother left that very night, the only remnants of the house being the small doll the boy had "died" with. your brother trembled as the place you used to live in burnt to the ground, the boy's body still inside.
"let's go," he urged, tugging you over to the path that was covered in snow. he paused for a moment, lifted a conical hat onto his head, adjusted your veil to cover your face, and returned to the road.
it was just you two, he promised. just the two of you from now on.
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he promised... and yet here you were. dangling in the air with tubes and rods shoved into your body. it was the same as your birth, your body no longer under your control. you felt like you still had strings attached to your limbs. the hole in your chest was now blocked by a single tube that led to some sort of box if you remembered correctly.
your eyes were taken near the beginning of this "project" as the man called it.
"our god will need them more than you," he explained when you asked. and when you asked why all you felt was searing pain from your body, he would only respond with a single word, "test". when you asked why you could no longer feel your leg, he told you "our god is in need of one."
kunikuzushi, you wanted to cry out. you could still feel tears running down your cheeks. did you look like him when he was first born? kunikuzushi, please!
he promised. he promised it would just be you two. and he betrayed you. did he even know? did he even care?
maybe you could think about that after you slept. you were awfully tired. what a new and interesting feeling.
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kisscara · 1 year
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I don’t know, of course, you will take this into account, but if so, I would like to suggest that you write to Scara and Kuzushi to go to the store.
on an errand! [scaramouche x gn!spouse!reader] ⎯⎯ + baby kuzushi and baby kaede, modern au, fluff
(p/n) = parent name
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"what a cute boy," a woman giggles, tugging at her boyfriend's shoulder while nodding her head toward the little child pushing a training grocery cart. kuzushi's long indigo hair gets in the way of his eyes for a moment and he shakes his head to rid of it from interfering with his vision any longer.
he continues to follow scaramouche on his hind legs and babbles, "papa, what next?" scaramouche often looks at his phone before looking around the grocery store. "we need more milk formula for your sister. she's run out in just a short amount of time," scaramouche replies, eyes narrowed as he examines his options.
he stops in his tracks and kuzushi does the same, not without tightly holding onto the cart so it doesn't stroll away. "hup!" kuzushi puffs his cheeks full of air and sighs when he finally gets the cart to stay still. scaramouche places a can of formula into the cart.
"this one will do fine, right?" scaramouche examines the rest of the cans and kuzushi firmly nods, "mhm!"
he suddenly suggests, "toy!" scaramouche chuckles at the sight of his son's eyes lighting up with excitement. "toy, for kaede!" kuzushi exclaims, jumping up and down.
scaramouche nods, "that's right, kuzu... we do need to get some toys for kaede." he leads the way once more with kuzushi by his side.
kuzushi points with a chubby finger, querying, "papa, what that?" scaramouche hums, "that's for exercising. see those big black circles on the metal stick?" kuzushi purses his lips, "mhm." scaramouche adds, "they're called weights and they're very heavy."
kuzushi lifts his arms up, grinning, "like me?" scaramouche carries the toddler in his arms and kuzushi squeals with delight. "no, not as heavy as you, sweetheart. you're light, compared to those weights." scaramouche laughs as kuzushi slides back down onto the floor.
"papa use those." he says, flattening his attire and rushing back to the cart. scaramouche proudly scoffs, "what have i been saying? your papa is very strong, after all-" kuzushi disrupts his sentence, "kuzu strong too."
kuzushi innocently looks up at him and scaramouche weeps, "you ruined my perfect moment, you adorable bundle of...!"
kuzushi pushes forward, "papa, look! toy!" he giddily drags his father to the aisle and scaramouche follows after him. "what do you think kaede will like?" scaramouche interrogates. kuzushi juts out his bottom lip. "dis." he holds up a stuffed bear that was practically three times the size of him.
scaramouche deadpans, muttering, "i think a human sized bear might scare her." kuzushi puts it aside and grabs something else from the shelf. "lookie! w-we get gee-ruff." kuzushi shakes the pink giraffe in his hands and giggles. scaramouche smiles, "it's giraffe, baby."
he pats kuzushi on the head and adds, "we can get it. that way, both you and kaede can have giraffe stuffies, hm?" kuzushi emphasizes his, "mhm!" and plops the giraffe into the cart which was full of other baby necessities.
"you've been a good boy today. do you want to get something?" scaramouche asks the energetic ball of sunshine, who was much more occupied with fixing his messy hair. kuzushi shakes his head, "mm-mm. me hungy!" scaramouche closes his eyes with a grin, "alright, i'll cook your favourite at home once we finish up here."
kuzushi continues to push the cart with a skip in his step, "yay!"
scaramouche double checks the grocery list on his phone. "we need apples and carrots-" out of nowhere, kuzushi makes a gagging noise. he shudders, "carrots." scaramouche smirks, "you gotta eat your carrots, kuzu. they're good for your eyesight."
as scaramouche grabs a plastic bag for the fruits, kuzushi stops the cart next to him. he looks at the many fruits and vegetables and his lips fall agape in awe. scaramouche lets kuzushi help him with putting in the apples.
kuzushi murmurs, "heavy..." he huffs and places the final apple and scaramouche smiles at the sight of the exhausted toddler. "tired yet?" he jokingly asks, but kuzushi yelps, "no! kuzu, big boy!" he hugs scaramouche's leg and scaramouche chuckles.
kuzushi continues to pout while clinging to his father as scaramouche puts carrots in the bag. "there we go. lastly, we need a few new pacifiers."
kuzushi perks up and looks at his father with those round, violet eyes. "why more patchi, papa?*" he asks, shoving the cart forward to follow scaramouche.
**kuzushi tends to call pacifiers patchi for whatever odd reason that little boy has.
scaramouche glances at one of the many shelves in the aisle. he takes a small set of four pacifiers and tosses it into the cart. "kaede needs some pacifiers too, sweetheart. just like you do," scaramouche mutters as he playfully pinches kuzushi's cheek.
kuzushi exclaims while closing and opening his hands, "home, papa! wan' (p/n) 'nd kaede!" scaramouche chuckles, "alright. i'll pay for all of this and we'll go straight home." at his response, kuzushi claps a few times with a giggle.
when they get to the cashier to pay for the materials, kuzushi tries his best to help out scaramouche with placing things on the conveyor belt.
the boy is on his very tippy toes, huffing and puffing as he puts the pink giraffe for last. the person behind the cash register suppresses a laugh. scaramouche pats his head a few times while getting out his credit card, "well done, kuzu." kuzushi has a proud and cheeky grin on his lips.
"such a sweetheart!"
you continue to weep from your baby's cuteness while taking pictures of her from every adorable angle possible since you bought her a new cat onesie. kaede mumbles and kicks her legs, slightly moving up the crib. you put your phone aside and carefully scoop her up into your arms.
she sneezes and rests her head against your shoulder while you rock her. "ah, papa and your big brother should be home soon. they're at the store getting you some things," you say in a small voice while walking into the living room.
you watch your step out of caution, just in case kuzushi left some of his toys laying around. kaede wiggles around and starts whining. you pat her back, cooing, "there, there, honey." then the sound of the door opening causes you to turn around with a smile.
"hi, sweetie!" you exclaim, watching kuzushi excitedly kick his shoes off and waddle towards you as scaramouche closes the door behind them.
kuzushi wraps himself around your leg like a koala to a tree. "miss you, (p/n)," he says, rubbing his nose against you. you laugh, "i missed you too but go wash your hands first, hm?" kuzushi nods and scooches away before standing back up to hurry to the washroom.
scaramouche chuckles, "that one's been a bother." he heads into the kitchen with the grocery bags and you follow after him. "oh, but don't you find it cute, how he wants to help out?" at your remark, scaramouche smiles.
"maybe." he sets down the bags and takes out the pink giraffe. scaramouche peers at kaede, who glances back at him with (color) eyes. "look, kaede. your brother chose this for you," scaramouche whispers, gently prodding the stuffed animal against kaede's fist.
kaede babbles and rubs her hand against the giraffe's head. you grin, "seems like she likes it. don't you, honey?" kaede gurgles, her little hand gripping onto the giraffe. scaramouche softly laughs and places it in between her arms.
kuzushi's footsteps patter against the wood floorboards of the house as he runs over. "(p/n), i help papa!" he happily jumps up and down and you titter, "very good, sweetheart! i bet you're hungry, aren't you?" kuzushi wordlessly rubs his tummy and nods.
kaede begins to fuss and you hand her to scaramouche. he steadily props the baby's head on his shoulder and rigidly rocks her. "lucky for you, i made your favourite," you say as you lead the small boy into the dining room.
kuzushi squeals, "yay!" he climbs up onto his designated chair in the dining room and hops on it repeatedly. scaramouche follows you, murmuring, "you didn't have to, my love. i could have done it when we came home, knowing you already have your hands full with kaede."
you reassure your worrywart of a husband as you serve a bowl of vegetable soup for kuzushi, "it's alright, darling. kaede is quite the sleepyhead anyways." scaramouche peers at the snoozing baby and hums in surprise.
"is it fine for her to sleep so much? i'm afraid she won't be using all of that energy for other things like crawling," scaramouche adds with a frown. you pause before smiling at him, "she'll be an energetic little girl very soon just like her brother, so you have no need to fret."
but at the same time, scaramouche didn't want his little kids growing up so fast.
he closes his eyes and mutters, "nevermind. i can't even imagine the thought of her getting a partner." you laugh, "where did all of that come from?"
kuzushi curiously perks up, "a partner? i wanna' partner!" he playfully giggles and scaramouche lightly scolds him, "not yet, kuzushi!"
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scaralvr · 1 year
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⠀⠀ 💤 SWEET HOME! scaramouche x gn!reader
synopsis: scaramouche is busy and has to tend to other needs, but one-year-old kuzushi happens to interfere with that. ୨ sfw, modern au, fluff ୧
⠀⠀📋 thanks to @layer01 for this adorable idea!!😭
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kuzushi held onto his feet while rocking back and forth, babbling incoherency as scaramouche prepared a bottle of milk for him. lately, you've gotten much more busy with work and all, it makes scaramouche a bit sad to see you for such a short amount of time. he frowns and approaches the crib. shortly after, does the frown curl into a smile when kuzushi looks up at him.
scaramouche swiftly ran his fingers through kuzushi's head of indigo hair, chuckling at the way his son eagerly leans into his touch. "here you go, baby," scaramouche coos and lends kuzushi his bottle. kuzushi's chubby hands wrap around it before he takes it into his mouth. he tilts it upwards, trying to down it all in one go.
scaramouche deadpans, "ahn, kuzu," he gently presses the bottle downwards, "you're going to get hiccups again." kuzushi doesn't reply, not even a nod or a little murmur, as his eyelids were beginning to droop. scaramouche's pupils dilate at the sound of kuzushi sucking on the bottle gradually falls to a silence. that very silence is replaced with soft snoring.
"tired today, are we?" scaramouche mumbles. he plants a kiss against kuzushi's forehead before turning the other way to leave, only to be stopped by the sound of a creak and a cry. kuzushi was on his knees, holding onto the bars of the crib as he pushed his plump cheeks against it. "papa," he continues to sob while making grabby hands at scaramouche's clothing. scaramouche hushes him and takes him in his arms.
he rocks kuzushi in his embrace while walking around the room, rubbing his hand up and down the the fussy child's back. "(p/p/n)... (p/p/n)..." kuzushi whispers on repeat, as if trying to ask scaramouche where you were. scaramouche re-adjusts his hold on kuzushi so he's comfortably resting his head on scaramouche's shoulder. "they'll be home soon, kuzu. but you should sleep for now while papa goes to finish his own things to do-"
kuzushi fusses even more, tears wettening his father's shoulder as a wail threatens to escape his throat. scaramouche sighs and looks at the crib. it's small but it's big enough to fit a short adult and his little child for sure. scaramouche squints in thought and shrugs. he heaves an exhale as he climbs inside the crib, cheeks burning red from the humiliation despite the fact that there was no one besides him and his one-year-old in the room.
curious, kuzushi glances at scaramouche. scaramouche sits on the mattress with an embarrassed expression. "what," he says through gritted teeth. kuzushi pauses before giggling and putting his hands against scaramouche's face. "papa, koo-zoo-chee?" he asks while playing with the skin of scaramouche's cheek. scaramouche lightly pinches kuzushi's *cheek (which is the softest thing ever), and laughs at the way kuzushi gasps.
scaramouche corrects him, "it's kuzushi, baby." kuzushi rapidly nods, "koo-koo-shee." scaramouche scoffs, "you'll get it someday." kuzushi opens and closes his hands in front of him, "soom-dway." scaramouche notices one of the buttons on kuzushi's onesie undone and does it back up. "someday," he says, which makes kuzushi pout and furrow his brows.
"soom-dway!"
"okay, little guy."
it's not long before kuzushi falls asleep again, but this time, he's comfortably resting in the sweet solace of his father's embrace. scaramouche hums a lullaby while running his fingers down kuzushi's hair and kissing his forehead here and there. for a moment, scaramouche nearly dozes off. he would've fallen asleep if not for the sound of you stifling a laugh.
scaramouche's half-lidded eyes bore into your bright, joyful ones. "don't you fucking dare take a picture," he seethes. you put your hands up in defense, "now, now, why would i ever do that?" you giggle and make your way to him, peering into the crib. "oh, poor thing," you mutter with a smile, pulling the blanket over kuzushi's shoulders. scaramouche adores your face that's dimly lit by the moonlight peering through the window as you examine kuzushi's well-being.
"can you help me out?" scaramouche pleads with an uncharacteristic whiny tone to it. you look upwards, "hm~" he gawks in response, "what do you have to think about!?" you back away in one stride to take in the scenery and smirk, "nah, i think you'll be fine. besides, you'll get to tell me what sleeping in a crib feels like!"
scaramouche attempts to whip his head the other way as an action of not being able to face you, but ends up getting whacked by kuzushi's crib mobile. you snort trying to cover another laugh, yet you end up laughing anyways as scaramouche can hardly contain a small chuckle from slipping up. "my dear husband is such a klutz," you tease, picking up kuzushi while scaramouche gladly gets out of the crib.
you place your son back into his bed and kiss his cheek. scaramouche put his hand against the small of your back, "how was work today?" you turn to him and peck a kiss to his jawline, "mundane. but i couldn't wait to see you and kuzushi, even if you two were sleeping already." you pull away with a smile and he scoffs, "you..." scaramouche holds your hand and drags you to the bed. you complain as he pulls you on top of him, "i haven't changed out of my work clothes yet!"
scaramouche wraps his arms around your hips and buries his face in your neck with a simple, "mmh." his lips rest against your collarbone before trailing upwards to reach your mouth. you hum in the kiss, "i missed you." scaramouche allows you to rest next to him and he clasps onto your hands, kissing your knuckles while mumbling, "i missed you more."
the next morning, scaramouche's hand feels around for your waist and he opens his eyes to find kuzushi hogging you from him. "what does he think he's doing!?" scaramouche gawks as he sat up. kuzushi whines and hugs your arm tighter, "shh, papa..."
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ladykissingfish · 7 months
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Hidan: Hey, ‘Kuzu … what are ya planning on getting me for this Friday?
Kakuzu: This Friday? What’s this Friday?
Hidan: Oh my god … don’t tell me you fuckin’ forgot?!
Kakuzu: I —
Hidan: I mean I know you’re old as fuck but I thought for sure you’d remember such an important day! I should just go and take back my gift for you; it was too expensive anyways and —
Kakuzu: N-nonsense, brat! Of course I remember ! *kisses his cheek* And come Friday you’ll have the best present possible! *runs out*
Deidara: So what’s on Friday? Anniversary or something?
Hidan: Nope. It’s nothing. I just felt like messing with him and getting a free present.
Deidara: A-and the expensive present you got him —?
Hidan: My love and affection, which, I’m sure you’ll agree, is a priceless gift.
Deidara:
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creekfiend · 7 months
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look not to be a Jew about this but actually I do not like this at all and I feel pretty strongly that it is buying into some truly weird shit about Judaism, Yom Kippur, cultural ideas of sin & repentance, and also missing some big things about the inherent and unexamined cultural Christian-ness of this genre of gothic horror to begin with
as Kuzu said: "Heine would be appropriate for the 19th century gothic mood PRECISELY BECAUSE he lived in such an antisemitic artistic context that he converted to LUTHERANISM" lol
tbh it's giving Tracate Middoth vibes which is never a good thing
my view: Literally the ONLY possible way this could work without being an antisemitic film would be if it was about some hapless Jew who somehow wandered into a world where his own religious practices for some reason keep getting transformed into shit that reflects Christian understandings of sin and repentance and he keeps trying to be normal about making amends and reflecting on having wronged people but everything keeps getting warped and twisted into This Bullshit and he's like BRO I AM. I AM LITERALLY JUST TRYING TO DROP MY PEBBLES IN THE RIVER WHY IS EVERYTHING BLEEDING
this would of course be a horror comedy though.
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navigatorsghost · 10 months
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There's this thing in Naruto fandom where people keep writing Hidan calling Kakuzu "Kuzu". Now, full disclosure I am not Japanese nor am I fluent in Japanese, but a bunch of research into this matter has led me to the following conclusions:
1) In Japanese, to the best of my understanding, it is most conventional that you shorten a name into a nickname by clipping syllables off the end, not the beginning, so this is not how you would normally abbreviate "Kakuzu", even if it weren’t for the fact that:
2) Kakuzu's name is written 角都, where 角 is pronounced "kaku" and 都 is the "zu", and it’s also not generally done to split a name in the middle of a kanji. Because shortening his name to "Kuzu" would then require you to not merely remove a kanji if you wanted to write it down like that, but change the kanji...
...BUT.
There's a couple of single-kanji words in Japanese that you do pronounce "kuzu". One of them is 屑, which means "scrap/garbage/waste" or “scumbag/loser/piece of trash” - which would be funny enough in context - but the other one is 葛, which is literally the word for a certain plant that got rendered into English when it reached the western world as "kudzu".
So I will henceforth accept Hidan calling Kakuzu "Kuzu" but only on the presumption that he's mentally writing it 葛.
Because Hidan persistently addressing Kakuzu as horrible indestructible tentacle thing that strangles the life out of everything it touches* is a) totally believable levels of rudeness for Hidan, b) an entirely valid drag on Kakuzu, and c) most importantly, absolutely hilarious.
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*okay so I know it wouldn’t actually land quite like that in Japanese because kudzu is native, not invasive, in Japan and thus wouldn’t carry anything like the same connotations of Being A Fucking Problem, but I’m just gonna beg pardon for that inaccuracy for the sake of the joke. >_>
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foryoupeko · 5 months
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WAIT PLS, OKAY LEMME EXPLAIN. I'M NOT THOSE OTHER ANONS ON YOUR CASE.
I have multiple AU's which is oober awesome.
Some of them include Them being business partners, as the creators implied to, But I also have some where there shipped, and where they're not shipped.
I hope its okay that i still follow you bc your art is beautiful, so pls dont kick me off your page 😭
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I would like to clarify that I'm not trying to be a harsh police/dictator on who can follow me. If you don't ship Kuzu/peko you can still follow me. I don't mind that at all. I don't like it when I see my posts in the wild with tags like "Siblings!" "DO NOT TAG AS SHIP" "What great siblings." But posts that really makes me lose it that tags it as "siblings" AND "ship". Sorry that's an immediately block from me.
One time I requested Kuzu/peko from someone and they were very passive aggressive in the tag with "GREAT SIBLINGS. NOTHING ELSE."
TL;DR I don't care if you don't ship the ships I like, but I block anyone who explicitly labels kuzu/peko as siblings. It's just boils my lobsters too much.
In fact, whenever I draw fuyuhiko for other ppl, I assume they think he's gay.
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jaehunnyy · 4 months
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have u noticed everytime san talks to his members or atinys on fancall his eyes give out the cutest eye smile which is so full of love respect and adoration for everyone AND IT DOESNT MATTER WHEN OR WHY he just makes us feel so validated and comfy everytime he talks... like he's so precious he literally deserves the whole universe 🥹🥹🥹🥹 AKSDJAKSDKASDSKFDFSKKUSFHEFI
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NOOOO LEAVE ME ALONE KSKSKSKS I DONT WANT TO PERCEIVE 😭😭😭 he is the absolute cutest i love this man sm sm sm kuzu i cant put it into words he is the softest baby ever
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khattikeri · 2 months
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would kinda like to see you toss a set of dr ships on that diagram just out of curiosity
I ended up having so many ships that I split it into three different charts LOL
dr 1 2 and v3 ships below! i did not bother with udg or the dr3 anime but just know that i care quite little for any ships in those latter two titles
starting off with DR1 - I hold naegiri (& their respective ships with ikusaba + poly) in highest regard personally, and if i had to choose a least favorite pairing it'd be togami/naegi. just. doesn't pass my personal vibe check lol
i don't talk about it a lot but i am compelled by kirigiri/junko and naegi/junko, but only in very specific ways... the rival dynamic with kyouko and especially the dynamic with naegi as enemies who hold a certain level of fear or unease for the other. nobody ever really writes this dynamic though, so i have to content myself with my own imagination...
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moving onto dr2...
this one is interesting because i just... cannot bring myself to ship most of the cast with anyone. i just don't see it. forget making sense, almost none of it compels me. i didn't even bother listing more common het pairings (think akane/nidai) bc it just doesn't even register to me. those two are beards at best.
probably the most interesting ones to note here are kuzu/hina (compels me bc of their FTEs) and komanami (which i love a lot in a qpr way, placed in "doesn't make sense" based off my perception that neither of them view each other in a romantic or sexual way, they just... are both Kinda Weird.
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and finally v3! i find this cast most shippable personally... big fan of ou/mota in particular (or anything in the ou-sai-mota triangle). i like tenko/angie way more than tenko/himiko... personally don't like sai/matsu.
i'm not a fan of pregame in general. hoshi and kirumi don't even show up once on this list bc i just... don't really ship anything that strongly with them? oof
i read amami as sex and romance repulsed aroace and you can't change my mind, any ships with him are just a massive squick to me LOL
tsumugi/anyone is mostly a joke, but i am very compelled by messed up complicated (platonic, but if i'm in the mood for Very messed up stuff romantic works too) relationships involving her and others-- especially the ch 1 and ch 6 folks!
and finally: my most special ship hot take is that people largely ship ou//.meno because she's the only girl in the cast who's shorter than him, and even without them having any actual meaningful interactions outside of ouma occasionally being snide or rude to her, Girl Shorter Than Boy is enough for some people /shrug
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centralkvetchmonolith · 9 months
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Tagged in a meem by @60th!
Last song I listened to: I think the last song I chose to listen to in full was "Sam's Town" by The Killers bc I was listening to Hot Fuss in my iTunes library and it spilled over into the next album before I switched to podcasts! If we count head music, "How Do I Live (Bunny Back in the Box version)" by Michael Guy Bowman is still plaguing me from my guest episode on Unsound Theories, "Overbite" by Sincere Engineer, and "Two Coffins" by Against Me!
Last book I read: I recently caught up on Mixed Feelings, a Worm longfic by Kithri on AO3. My current reads are Love-in-a-Mist by Victoria Goddard in print, The Flower That Bloomed Nowhere by Lurina on Royal Road, and When the Angels Left the Old Country by @kuttithevangu as read over the phone to me by @toopunkrockforshul (the Victoria Goddard fanserver chose it for bookclub in August :^D but I lost my signed copy in the divorce D^: but I have a cool partner who is Super Fucking Hype :^D)
Last thing I watched: B*rd B*x Barc*lona, which was mid but I did enjoy it. Ooh and I still have a couple Wheel of Time episodes I can watch!
Current obsession: I don't have any right now and it is dealing low but noticeable psychic dps :^(
No obligation to do it and DEFINITELY no obligation to do it in as much detail as I did and EXTREMELY no obligation to tag 8 people to subsequently do it who don't overlap w ppl tagged in the same post as you nor the three people they are most likely to tag if they do it, but I'm interested in the answers of: @cwtchpup @kumbric @sangfielle @bitd @racheldawnamber @roaringup @orevet and uhhhh Kuzu if u read this far
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a-simp-20 · 1 year
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[Kuzuryuu Having a Therapist Cat]
[MASTERLIST]
[AIB Headcanon's/imagines]
Genre: Fluff and a tad bit of Angst!
Warnings: Mental Health Issues (Not the crazy type), mentions of alcohol addiction,OOC Kuzuryuu, Kuzuryuu being soft here~, Kuzuryuu is a cat person :D.
Note: SOMEHOW I CANNOT COP THE LINK TO MY MASTERLIST AND THE AIB MASTERLIST!? SO I'M JUST GONNA POST THIS YEAH-
Tag's: @miraofhearts2point0 @thee-yunatic-pixie @chabashiron (enjoy~~)
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[GIF NOT MINE, FOUND THIS ON GOOGLE]
As a lawyer, it is hard for Kuzu to take breaks from all of the cases that he has to finish in court.
It is also very tiring for him to read all of the data that has been gathered by the investigators for the cases, after reading all of them he has to also memorize all of the for court.
After all the stress he has been through, he would drown himself by making himself drunk just to forget all of the stress he has had through working.
From the amount addiction he has on alcohol, he would start to think that he is going to tear himself apart by drinking way too much alcohol for his liking.
So, he has decided to stop that bad habit of his and decided to get himself a therapist.
And how did this go? Well, he did get some stress relief pills and also some comfort from his therapist,
Until one day, his therapist gave him an animal mental health supporter..which was a cat, a feline that is supposed to help him relief all the stress that he has been carrying.
He stares at the feline that is sitting on the floor, Licking it's paw calmly. The therapist animal was a Tuxedo cat, a black and white cat that is wearing a blue vest that says 'Animal Therapist' on it "His name is Buddy, he will be looking after you and give you the motivation and relaxation to relief your stress sir" Kuzuryuu raised his eyebrows.
Whe buddy first stepped into his house (or apartment) that is filled of course with cat needs and toys. There is also a paper on where there is about buddy's traits and how he can make people feel loved and reassured.
So basically, buddy at first was still like other cats, curious and unfamiliar about their surroundings.
Kuzuryuu thought there is nothing special about buddy, seeing that buddy has the traits of an ordinary cat, but he does like how he is now not alone in his place anymore.
The first time he has ever witnessed the complete fact that buddy was an animal therapist, was where when he got home from work and his head was stressed and filled with the thoughts of his work today.
When he sat down on teh couch, that day buddy came up to him and rubbed his head against Kuzuryuu's leg. Kuzuryuu was a bit stunned at first by the soft unfamiliar furry touch from buddy.
Buddy sat right next to him that day and put his paw on top of kuzuryuu's hand.
And that was the moment where his thoughts from work that day, flew away from his mind as if those thoughts didn't exist.
After experiencing that, whenever He feels stressed out or when he had a bad day from work, he would always call buddy to comfort him from his hard days, he would also talk to buddy about his problems and buddy would just respond with a purr, and sometimes would also respond with rubbing his furry head against kuzuryuu or closing his eyes as if he was smiling.
Kuzuryuu came home from a hard day at work like usual. Closing the door behind him he saw buddy running up to him, like he knows that kuzuryuu is had a bad day "Well hello there buddy.. Work was rough today, the client that I'm working with right now is very difficult to communicate with, they won't spit out their words when me and my crew ask's them" He says to buddy, as buddy rubs his head on kuzuryuu's leg. Kuzuryuu finally took a shower and is now in his night wear in his bedroom, ready to sleep, buddy joining him. Kuzuryuu picks up buddy from the floor "Thank you buddy, for being the only person- well feline, to be able to understand me" Kuzuryuu smiles as buddy purr's and to his surprise, picked his nose "Hey now, that's new from you".
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