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BikeRide
May15th, 2004
tw;mentions of child abuse
before! › here! › after!
-just after the events of DoubleDate…-
Baji has drove down practically every road he knew existed. He loved his bike deeply, and made sure to take good care of it to keep it spotless and loud.
Driving down the road, he almost forgot he should be keeping a slower pace. It wasn’t like he was going fast, contrary to unanimous belief, Baji Mostly followed the law of the road. The only times he really said fuck the speed limit was during the night hours, when his bike roared its loudest, and the streets were at their clearest.
After being caught at a red light, Baji was careful pulling the breaks. “So, how is it? Need me to slow down?” He yelled over his shoulder.
“It’s fine! Just gatta get used to how loud it is!” You yelled back, giggling a little. He smirked. “Anywhere you’re lookin’ to go?” He asked.
A few seconds of deliberation, and you shook your head, smiling. “Surprise me.”
You could barely make out the road over his shoulder, your chin resting against his right back muscle. The street was going by in a way you’d never experienced. Neither of you did much talking. He was too focused on both driving, and how your arms would loosley remain looped around him even when you were leaning back a tad, the air whipping whatever hair peeking out from your helmet.
Being on a bike felt so exhilarating. It felt good. Emotional, you smiled, and rested your forehead against Baji’s back.
“You good?” He yelled out, slowing the motor just a bit so lesson the sound to hear you back.
But your reply wasn’t verbal. Instead, you hugged him from behind, and nodded your head, and he could tell what with your face rubbing against the back of his shirt.
Baji smiled.
“Hang tight, got ‘bout a half hour drive. You ready?” He asked, another red right, and a turn signal indicating he would be traveling Highway.
You grinned, doing your best to look at him, as he was looking back for you.
Through the helmet’s visor, you both caught each others stare, and each others heart skipped a beat. “Ready for anything.”
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28 Minutes later, and you noticed the ocean coming into view.
Guess he took your statement to surprise you pretty seriously. Because surprised you were, as you gasped with glee.
How cute.
Once he parked, you could see the sign for Rainbow Bridge. “Figure you haven’t been around this way.”
“I thought you said you were driving me around Shibuya.” you said back, the helmet popping off your head like a doll accessory.
“Eh, plans change.” He chuckled, and helped ease you off the bike. Walking down, you saw a few people line the sand, but no crowding.
“You like taiyaki?” Baji asked you. You rose an eyebrow. “Don’t think I know anyone who doesn’t, why?” You asked back.
“There’s a place on the way back Mikey likes. Thought I’d stop by to grab him some before the meet up tonight.”
You nodded. “I’d like that…” you said, looking out to the waves. He was right, somehow. You hadn’t seen the ocean in a really long time. You tried not to wander the thought, but somehow a churning in your chest wrinkled your eyebrows forward.
Baji noticed this. He stayed quiet for a while, but the feeling Chifuyu left him with made him think he should say something.
Chifuyu was making strides in learning things about you. Your interests and insecurities. Baji didn’t have the nerve to bring it up. He knew there was something there. Your parents, the way you divert attention and remove everyone from your life to avoid… something.
He wanted to know more about you.
“Did you used to come to the beach?” He asked.
You blinked. “Uh, not really.” you said softly, looking out deeper. “Maybe once or twice. Not often.”
You weren’t lying. He could tell. But there was still something there, circling around that head of yours.
Baji Keisuke wasn’t smart. He didn’t know what was the right thing to do sometimes, but he always stood by what he believed in. He had to reach.
“What’re you thinking about?”
he asked, plainly. You snapped your head over to him, eye brows still wrinkled in frustration.
His own gaze stayed out at sea, the quiet leaving room for the waves to help you think.
Slowly, you looked back to the sea too.
“Nothing particular.”
It was quiet once again. Baji couldn’t think of what to say.
He wasn’t sure how asking you up front about your issues would help, or backing you into a corner. You could very well shut him out then and there.
He had an idea of what you had going on. He glanced at you. You did not reciprocate.
Baji looked back out to sea.
“I have this friend,” he started. “Kazutora.”
“He was a insecure little brat who didn’t realize his friends were using him for his money. He only had money cause of his shitty dad. But Kazutora was a good kid. He stood up for his friends, shitty as they were to him.”
Baji looked down, a pinch of hurt making through the cracks. “We both… made a mistake.” He confessed. You looked over at Baji, whose hurt expression only stayed stagnant.
“We both fucked up. We bare the same sin. But he’s the one who swung the damn wrench.”
Baji clenched his fists tight.
“He couldn’t handle what he’d done. The shock of it all scared him shitless.” He looked down at your thoughtful expression. Probably trying to figure out why he was telling you this in the first place.
“His dad was… well, he was a shitty and harsh guy, t’say the least. Kazutora never told me much about him, I just saw some of the aftermath, at first.”
“But that night, I think I saw how bad his dad had fucked him up. The way he was talking, devoid of blame… to protect himself. Inside, he’s a fragile guy. Accepting the reality of what he did would have shattered him, yaknow..” he swallowed hard.
“So he… made up all kinds of shit in his head. Things that didn’t even make sense. And yaknow what?” Baji chuckled humorlessly. “I blame that son of a bitch sometimes. His dad.”
“I had a lot of time to think about it. I didn’t get the shit he was saying back then. But I get it a little better now.” He looked down at his feet. “Kazutora‘s family messed him up. And after he killed Shin… I think that’s why he’s became how he is.”
You looked up at Baji’s angry face, a little confused. “And… how is he now?” You asked.
Baji sighed deeply, running a hand through his hair. “Completely batshit delusional.”
“You don’t want the specifics,” you did. “But he isn’t in a good state of mind. Literally can’t accept responsibility. I think if he did, he’d… he’d probably hurt himself, like how he hurt Shin.”
Baji looked back at you, the story bringing each other’s vulnerability to the surface.
“But you remind me of him sometimes.”
You gapped at him in surprise, but didn’t say anything. He chuckled.
“Like I said, not a Bad way. “ he ruffled your hair.
“Can’t think of anything specific right now, but… you act like him sometimes, about your parents. The way you avoid talking about them..” turning his body so that he was facing toward you, looking serious and sentimental.
“I couldn’t protect Kazutora. Can’t go back in time, but I can at least do the shit I think is right now. Right?” He shook his head.
“You’re worried that eventually, something will happen, and change me into someone... else.” You said softly, straightening your posture and avoiding his set stare at you.
“You worry so much. It’s cute.” You chuckled, “but you don’t have worry about me. I’m very self-sufficient. And I’m smart, right? Nothing’s wrong-“ you tried to once again, deflect his topic. “I don’t think so.” He admitted, eyes still on yours.
“I just want you to be honest. I want to know more about you… and I can’t when you shut me out.”
You clinched unto yourself a little. As uncomfortable as the idea of opening up to someone felt… It was Baji. No one to feel scared around.
You let out a shaky smile. “It’s not important.” You said, almost sadly.
“Guess you wouldn’t mind if I asked, then hm?”
“Asked what?”
“What’s got you so shift eyed? I get that your dad’s strict, but there’s more to it. ‘Sup with your weird ass curfew? Your mom too?” He asked carefully.
“Dad…” you sighed, as though thinking about where to begin. “He…”
“He’s harsh. He works too hard at everything, and can’t handle anymore stress. He has a very strict routine, and expects nothing less of me. He proudly raised me, he reminds me often.”
“Mom’s always just been quiet and judgmental.” You rolled your eyes. “She doesn’t talk. I know what she expects of me. She doesn’t need to waste the effort.”
“They work off schedules, and I only see them both one night of the week. Dad refuses that I leave the house. And mom could literally not care less, long as I mind my respects.”
“It’s not bad.” You tried to divert, but the single tear that ran down your face gave you away.
“… you sure about that?” Baji asked softly. You knew he wasn’t trying to be pushy, but he knew more than you suspected.
The bruises from all the inconsiderate shoving or grab for attention. A back handed slap for a backhanded comment.
You couldn’t answer him. Not verbally.
Your face tore into a guilty expression. Yet you remained composed. Biting your bottom lip and trying to blink back the tears that the memories surfaced.
“This,” Baji said softly, and gently reached out, tapping his index and middle finger onto your covered wrist.
“Did he do that?”
You sighed, wrapping your other arm around to avoid his almost touch.
“It’s not important. I handle myself just fine. Once I’m old enough I’ll move out and it’ll be in the past.”
“Just cause you pretend it isn’t happening doesn’t mean that shit doesn’t affect you.”
“I’m not affected,” you tried diverting, but he was right, and it was becoming overwhelming.
“That why you’re crying?” He asked, making you hiss in betrayal.
“I don’t understand what you’re trying to do here Keisuke.” You roughed out.
“I want you to get angry,” he started, in an argumentative tone.
“Why? I’ve accepted that it’s just the way things are. How he will be until I get out.”
“Shouldn’t accept that shit.”
“Well too bad!” You yelled, heat eating up your neck. “I’m tired of crying about it! Getting upset about it only hurts, it’s easier to just ignore it.
“Nothing I do is ever good enough; There’s always something I did wrong, or somehow I should have known better!
“I’m tired of trying to get his approval, it doesn’t mean anything! He only cares about how I represent the family. All I’m good for is— I.. I’m just a waste of fucking space. I don’t care anymore.” You got out, frustrated. You went into hiding then, crouching into the fetal position, hiding your face in your knees.
“I don’t care anymore.” You said softly, small sobs racking you unwillingly.
Baji sat there quietly. He did it, he guessed. Made you mad. Made you cry. Shit. Maybe he didn’t know what he was doing.
“… it’s normal to care about these things, yaknow.” He comforted. “Holding that shit in all the time is going to back you into a corner. I feel like you’ve pushed past a few breaking points already, haven’t you?”
You sniffled, rubbing the unnecessary emotion from your face. “It doesn’t matte-” you tried biting back, really not in the mood for this conversation. But Baji was a persistent mother fucker.
“‘Does fucking matter,” Baji was losing his patience. Baji Keisuke was hot headed and brash, thoughtful, and stupid. “I don’t care how strong you think you are, I’m serious. This feeling’s gonna eat you alive. You’re the most capable person I know. You’re responsible and resourceful, always handling yourself even when nothing is going right. You are not a waste of space. I-“
Baji paused, chocked up.
“Don’t take that shit,”
He was getting tired of your avoiding gaze, latching his left hand out to pull your cheek to look his way.
Your eyes were wide and red, glassy with tears built up from his harsh words. “You don’t take shit from anyone anymore, got that?” Eyes glued to yours, he practically ordered this. “He ever hits you again, don’t take it. You might not be able to hit back, but I sure as hell can,”
You laughed, genuine amusement whipping your face clean for a few moments, before coming back to scene. Baji smiled at you. “You can always crash at my place if you don’t feel safe, got it?” He regained your attention when you tried to release his hold on your cheek and avoid his hot gaze.
Your cheeks burned with how bold he suddenly became.
“I-I can’t just run away from my problems, yaknow..” you huffed, but tried relaxing in his presence. He did make you feel safe, even if you didn’t know how to talk about this.
“Then fight back.” He smirked. “I’ll tell him off right now if y’want.”
“Tell him off?” You chuckled. “What would you even say?”
“Y/n ain’t you’re fucking stress relief, damn prick! Show some respect, ‘f you don’t want me to knock you a tooth loose! Scum! Asshole!!”
You laughed pretty hard at that. Baji’s exaggerated display of delinquent rebellion speech was just too cute. “I love when you talk like that, seriously!” You couldn’t stop laughing, his cute smile pairing at the angelic sound of your joy.
“There you are,” Baji felt himself lightening up from the harsh mood before, happy to see you smiling again. “There’s my girl.”
You stopped at this, eyes widening at his bold name. This surprised him even more. Immediately catching himself, he slaps his hand over his mouth, face drenched in Red. “Not what I meant! I meant! Wait! D-don’t get any weird ideas!” He lied, spinning and spinning in words and excuses.
“I meant! I-I meant, you look more like yourself, now…” he tried calming his palpitating heart. “You’ve been really gloomy this last week… it’s just nice seeing you smile again.”
Your heart caught in your throat, holding back fresh tears.
What do you mean gloomy? He wasn’t wrong, you were having difficulties managing everything coming up, and the added stress of school and family was only dragging you further. “Guess I’m not that good at hiding things, huh?” You chucked without humor.
“Don’t hide it anymore,” he said. As though that was the moment he was waiting for. “Come to me about it. About everything,” he paused. “Anything,” he looked back into your eyes. “I like the real you. I want to be there for you when you struggle. When you feel like crying, or screaming. Tell me about anything that ticks you off, the things you can’t stand.” He rambled on, pouring his heart out.
He couldn’t help how vulnerable he was, letting you see all the shameless feelings. “I’ll treat you to cake at the cafe when you get a high test score, ‘n tell that bitch Futaba to fuck off next time she tries pawning her cleaning duties to you again.”
“T-that’s enough,” you whined and Baji’s heartfeltness. “I get it, I’ll… try not to worry you so much.”
“Ah-!” He hacked, how gross. “Got it mixed up again, honestly. For someone so smart, you just don’t get it!” He ruffled your hair dramatically, thumping his forehead against yours gently. “I worry bout you cause I want to, you just gatta let me, first. Let me be someone who can help you, even if you don’t need it. Not everything’s gatta be on only your shoulders.”
The tension was heavy; the slip of a confession so close on his tongue. Yet even with his passion reaching new heights, he still found himself tongue tied in what he should say next.
“…Gee, you sure know how to cheer a girl up….” You chuckled to yourself, a genuine smile finally breaking through.
And even though there was still so much to say, Baji felt himself cave back inwards, that smile of yours being enough to satiate his yearning heart.
“Thank you…”
“Don’t thank me … “
“Still. Thank you.”
“… Anytime.”
#FragileDearest#tokyo revengers#tokyo rev#tokyo revengers x reader#tokyo rev x y/n#Tokyo revengers comfort#Tokyo revengers fluff#Baji#Baji Keisuke#yandere#manga#baji x reader#Baji Keisuke x reader
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What if I turn 18 during the event? Can I ask be paired up later so I can work on the Mature stuff?
Hey there! Imma answer that in two parts since i dunno what role you wanted to fill:
As a writer: Summaries are due on May 8th (at the latest). If you're not 18+ by that time, your story/summary cannot be M+ rated as that is the data we're going on based on the matching process.
As an artist: Artist's choice (aka their preference for summaries) are due on May15th (at the latest). If you aren't 18+ by then you cannot be matched with M+ rated summaries.
If your birthday is between now and these deadlines you're welcome to wait to fill out the form (once they're up) and check the 18+ box if it's vital for your matching process/your preferences. If your birthday, however, is after those dates, then we cannot prolong the matching process (sorry).
I hope that cleared things up <3
P.S.: With our rating system we're going with the ao3 ratings
#ask#mod atlas#i could go on lengthy explanations on why we set it up like that but lets keep at legal protections for the mods
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his angel in disguise ch 4
Come along see how y/n and Damian end up together In a bad place the doctor assassin y/n and killer assassin Vigilante Damian
"22 year old Damian stood all alone with the justice league tied up about the fight Slade Wilson as the battle gaged who is worried no one to back him up until she drops down she was there shadow he watched as spade jumped and she blocked as the entered a intense battle not knowing if they'd come out victorious"
See them grow and get through hard times watch him fall for her and her fall for him
character list
DISCLAIMER: I do not own dc or any other character In this unless started otherwise all dc character are from the Warner bros
⚠️WARNING⚠️ Blood cussing fighting some spicy seen no full on smut
May15th 9:30
The drive back to the cave was answered and quite i doubt that father even believes in his he’ll probably want a dna test and i still cant believe im leaving y/n all on her own for god knows how long mother wouldn't even tell me if there was any plans in place to aveng grandfather and if y/n will be put in harm's way without me there to protect her even tho she doesn't need my protection i still feel as tho i should be there to protector and i don't know when i will get to speak to mother or y/n i snap out of thought as We pulled into the batcave an old man who I presumed was pennyworth
No ones pov
“Welcome back, sir I presume this is the young man of whom you spoke'?” alfred said with what sounded like amusement
“Hello, Pennyworth. I've heard of you.”damian says finely speaking seans him and his father’s small convo
“At your service, Master Damian.” damian looked around confused
“Where are the rest of the servants?”
“I am the sum total.” alfred spoke
“You have only one servant'?” that was not what damian was used to he was used to big groups of servants
“He's not a servant. He's a friend.” now that shocked damian even more he was so confused so he changed to topic
“So this is the fabled Batcave.Grandfather told us all about it.Smaller than I imagined.Very efficient, though.”
“us?” bruce was confused
“i mean me sorry” daiman didn't even realize he said us instead of me alfred sighed
“He is the spitting image of you at that age. It's a bit chilling.”
“Tell me about it.” bruce said
“Look, you're gonna have to get him settled please I'm not sure how long he'll be here, but for the time being, this will be his home.”
“Of course master bruce” alfred then turned to damian
“Would you like to see where you are sleeping?”
As they reach the room, Alfred opens the door.
“I hope this isn't too cramped for you. That door heads to your bath.The other, to a game room.And you also have this far your amusement. Naturally, you have the run of the mansion.” alfred explained as damian wondered the room
“Of course. I know that. Prepare some tea, Pennyworth. Brown sugar instead of white with fresh-cut lemon” damian didn't mean to sound rude but he was still annoyed from having to say good bye to y/n he didnt mean to have a attitude
“Perhaps master would like some warm mixed nuts...and a moist hand towel.” now that just pushed damian over
“Watch yourself, Pennyworth. I'm not so young that I don't understand sarcasm.” alfred rolled his eyes and as he walked out he said
“While I am much too old to care”
Damian settled in to his room as he got changed and began to hang his weapon and put his clothes away he stopped when he got to his drawing journals and art supplies they had sceneries of all there missions but two of the five journals were just drawings of y/n from over the years he stopped and began to look through them remembering eche one he did then he tucked them in to the bedside top draw there was a knock on the door then alfred walked in with damians tea he placed it on the table as damian watched then walked out damian pulled out the book he brought sat on the chair next to the small side table and drank his tea well he reads
With y/n…
May 15th 8:15 pm
Talia went to check on y/n as the sailed away from the doc after dropping damian with his father
Talia pov
I walk in to the back room to cheek on y/n i didn't know how she would hold up i mean her and damian have been attached at the hip seance they were little i knock on the door
“Come in”
No ones pov
Talia walked i n to the room “hey how are you doing” she said as she sat down next to her on the bed
“im ok so what's next from here”
“you know i was putting some thought and i think we should start with rebuilding the league but i think that we should bring back the elite guard”
“you mean your all female guard”
“yes”
“ok will you reach out to your sister”
“ i don't know yet but i know would like you to run it” y/n was shocked Talia al Ghul's Elite Guard
“you want me to run the One sect of the League was led by you made for you the one that consisted of only women. They most quick, skilled, and quiet when it came to gaining information and battling enemies. Although they honored Ra's al Ghul, the assassins took their orders from you. They were legendary you want ME to help you run it”
“yes thats what i said its the forest part i want to rebuild the the rest of the league then we can finely plan the downfall of your father”
“ok im in im her for whatever you need or where ever you me ok”
“good now get some rest i will let you know when we get to the Island”
“Ok”
Tallia had chosen to head to infinity Island to regroup seance Nanda Parbat was no longer deemed safe it was the second home of the al ghuls were most of the female assassins were stationed there they will pick the new members of the elite guard and maybe bring some old members tho talia was still contemplating calling her younger sister but she did send someone to tell her of her fathers death they might just be half sisters she still did hold her dear in her hart and she was still involved in the training of damian and y/n
#damian wayne#damian wayne al ghul#damian al ghul x reader#damian wayne x reader#damian al ghul#redrobin#redhood#nightwing#batman#robin
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Final Project Proposal
Working title: What I Wish You Knew
What I Wish You Knew is a 1-2 minute animated video utilizing interview, footage, film photography, collage, blending modes, and rotoscoping to explore how we perceive ourselves in contrast with how we wish others perceive us.
The piece will be structured through video interview fragments that will take shape as a series of individual vignettes through animation and abstract imagery. For example, if a person says “I wish you knew that I don’t sleep in till 12 pm anymore”, there may be imagery of an un-made bed drifting slowly across the frame in a collage-type aesthetic, paired with sun flare, dappled lighting, sounds of morning birds singing, and select text from the interview.
Each vignette will include rotoscoping of the subject speaking in profile, so the side of their face is showing. The rotoscoping imagery will be an outline and silhouette of the person speaking so as to not distract from the collage visuals. These vignettes will have a visceral quality and may include words left unsaid in relationships, reflections on unacknowledged personal growth over time, or simply, wishes that a “resting bitch face” was less prominent. In this way, the video will attempt to connect with the human condition of regret and guilt while, at the same time, recognizing the importance and value of self-acceptance.
Timeline
April 17th-April 24th: Interview 5-6 individuals of diverse backgrounds
April 24th-May 1st: Select interview snippets and create radio cut, collect assets and sounds for collage style and create storyboards for each vignette
May 1st-May8th: Begin animating in After Effects
May 8th-May15th: Add in sound effects, and music. Final tweaks, leaving this time to alter based on class critiques. Export final project.
May 17th: Final delivery.
Mood Board
Rotoscoping interviews:
https://vimeo.com/42326983
Abstract Imagery (12:16-12:25) + Incorporating Video Footage (5:10)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1IUX0Qy-IDM
Animated Text (first 6 seconds)
https://www.artofthetitle.com/feature/the-look-of-saul-bass/
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TIMELINE OF ALLLLLLL MY FINALS AND STUFF SIGH.
May 7th: Mathlab due
May 9th: Presentation due in class and Perusall must be finished.
May 13th: Math exam in class. Literary Essay is due. WHAT THE FLIP!!!!!!!!!!
May14th: Justin's Birthday and Stephanie moves out.
May15th: I move out and go back home. WHAT THE FLIPP!!!!!!!1
May 16th: Econ exam is due. Must do within two hours, I can do it on May 15th too.
May 20th: Final assignment for Comp-Lit.
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#birthdaymonth #birthdaytomorrow #may15th https://www.instagram.com/p/CdkBO7Xrd9U/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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Form 8868 business tax extension due date is May 15, 2023, for tax – exempted organization. E-file Form 8868 on ExtensionTax.com and get the extension now! https://blog.extensiontax.com/the-form-8868-deadline-is-almost-here/
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🔥 First LT Ed product I am super excited about is our new FANORAMA Mascara! 🔥
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Online Now! Antique Dolls & Playthings at the Wednesday, May 15, 2019 Rendezvous Auction. (onsite, absentee, telephone & internet bids) Location: Theriault’s headquarters in Annapolis, Maryland.
https://theriaults.proxibid.com/asp/Catalog.asp?aid=161752
#theriaults#rare#dolls#antiquedolls#dollcollecting#dollcollector#dollauction#collectible#collector#vintagedolls#collectibledolls#raredolls#auction#may15th
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15th Mermay Drawing of the Year!
The theme was moon so I just started doodling, and this is what I came out with!
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TODAY IS THE DAY YOU GUYS
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Birthday Horoscope for May 15th
Birthday Horoscope for May 15th
Pleasant and beneficial surprises and events this year will come through your education or career.
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There will be new, unexpected chances and situations that you should not miss.
You will have a good year for home, family and marriage.
You are going to be the occasion of a great gathering, or you will be present at such an important gathering of family…
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