#'i used to care so much' waaaahhhh

[swearingcactus]

only half-watching culinary class wars whenever my sister watches it. but when that one veteran white spoon chef who got eliminated?? and he said something like: "I love food. I used to care so much. This competition reminded me about it." ??? 😔✊

[firecrackerhh]

Glad to see Squid has some standards at least.

Honestly I feel like people like this think having to meet deadlines by itself is worker abuse, I feel like their grades in school must’ve been horrible if so Lmao. (Aw who am I kidding, I can’t fucking judge, I forgot to turn shit in all the fucking time if the spot where you’re supposed to turn your work in wasn’t in view or if the teacher didn’t just collect it themselves. Like my English grades were garbage mainly because I never turned shit in (the turn in box wasn’t in my line of sight and I sucked at formal essays)

But at least I KNOW how the real world works and realize that shit has to get done.

If this bitch really wants to whine about crunch time they should start bitching about video games, now THOSE workers are under duress.

What’s this, the narrative trying to give you hints as to whether or not a scene should be considered good or bad for a character based on context clues? Perish the thought! Just because you disagree how a scene should be portrayed doesn’t make the scene bad. Viv writes this shit in the most obvious way imaginable because it’s clear too many people have the media comprehension of fucking roadkill and these retards still get mad.

“Let the viewers decide!”

Bitch this isn’t Epic rap battles of history you don’t decide Jack shit!

Do you not know what narrative is??? As if saying “yeah your dad fucked up but he still cares about you.” Doesn’t have any nuance at all??? You people are so fucking retarded, and you want to decide what you think the narrative is?

It seems the only fucking time these people think actual nuance exists in Viv’s stories is when they make fanfic about the villain characters they like. But otherwise every character is 100% shit because they think Viv is shit.

…I don’t even know what to say here. At least they like the animation?

Oh for fucks sake…

“Waaaah but portraying disabled people like that will make people treat disabled people badly waaaahhhh!”

Sure, if the people watching said media are fucking retards maybe. These people act like if media never portrayed characters in a certain way discrimination would never exist! Like, do y’all think discrimination against certain people only really started ramping up when the motion picture got discovered?

Like I don’t deny that representation matters but if some dumbfuck sees a bad portrayal of a certain kind of person and they think that portrayal is in any way fucking accurate they clearly shouldn’t be watching television to fucking begin with.

Our whole society is ableist in a variety of ways but suddenly getting rid of shitty portrayals of this or that disability doesn’t actually solve the underlying issues anyway.

Maybe if you give a shit about disabled people so fucking much maybe instead of getting pissy at media portrayals not meant to be taken seriously you instead focus on…oh I dunno, how the united states government only allows disabled people to have up to 2000 in SSI money every month or else they can’t fucking have it anymore because obviously the United States government is ghoulish and wants us all to fucking suffer because God forbid disabled people maybe wanna save up to buy not-important things, cuz clearly disabled people can never have any fucking fun whatsoever.

Or maybe you can talk about how the government makes you jump through hoops to get said money to begin with by making you go through bullshit tests and asking you stupid fucking questions because God forbid someone try to “fake” a disability they don’t have for 2000 fucking dollars, I could start selling crack and I would make more than that in a MONTH.

But sure, this shit is totally worth getting mad at, suuure.

Anyone who legit uses media caricatures as an excuse to be a POS to disabled people was already a POS to begin with, if those didn’t exist, they would find some other fucking excuse. If you wanna get pissy about this shit, whatever, I guess I can’t really blame anyone for being upset, but like…cmon man, there’s so many more important things you can bring awareness to, and a one off joke doesn’t really deserve the seriousness you insist on bringing to every wretched conversation you have about the show.

Like goddamn, maybe all of this is very much a you problem and you should consider other fucking hobbies.

It’s fucking Brandon Rogers for Christ sakes, why are you so pissy, it’s worthy of an eye roll at best.

Everyone wants to act like Viv’s shows are gonna bring us back to early 1900s level of discrimination or something, these people gotta chill, cuz all their whining isn’t helping anyone nor themselves.

🧨🔥~Firecracker out~🧨🔥

[macluver69]

🎵💭🎡 for the ask game? c:

EEEK THANK YOUUUU

🎵 List three songs that remind you of your selfship. of all the gin joints!!! - settle down <3333 - XO

💭 What’s your favorite uncommon headcanon about your F/O? UMMMMMMMMMM…. again im not really well versed in iasip fandom takes and stuff i sort of try to engage with it totally separately but ill say i DONT SEE enough ppl talking about the root of macs issues being the reason for his actions :( along with ppl thinking that hes just stupid, ppl dont really seem to care that he isnt just STUPID but he is sooo traumatized and so much (not all. iasip is an insane show ans all the characters have done bad uncondonable things LOL) of his bad/idiotic actions are always grasping for people to care about him and see worth in him :( hes not just an idiot. hes got a really poor sensitive soul :(

🎡 What’s your dream date to go on with your F/O? Ohhhh stop me and gabriel talked about last week going to the dispensary with mac and i literally cannot stop thinking about that its not much of a DATE DATE but waaaahhhh the idea of going and picking up weed with him and then getting lunch togetheerrr >_< im not much of a “going on a date” kind of guy bc i dont like going out or going places ever bc of my autism :[ but the idea of mac making doing mundane things like grocery shopping and car rides and stuff like that makws me feel sooo shy i wish the three of us could all just go out together and do something tiny and then come home and take a nap together😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

sleepover inspired self ship asks!

[loosesodamarble]

I've finally gotten around to reading this in full (sorry about the wait I’m such a slug/lh+j) and...

STEPH I AM KISSING YOU AND YOUR OCS DIRECTLY ON THE MOUTH~!/lh 💖💞💕💓💗💖🥰🤩😍🥰👏😤🤩🥰😍

THEIR DESIGNS ARE SO COOL!

Buff lady with scars... Rin-sama can step on me. 😳

I love how culturally open she is! That’s so cool to see especially considering the time period she lives in. It’s a neat little detail that reminds people of the world. She’s the stern and responsible big sis because… 🥺😭 WAAAAHHHH! No family but her bro! 😭 Her honesty and attitude about it is so funny. I love how she’s very open with her opinions and doesn’t have a double standard when other people have unfavorable opinions about her. She’s true to her ideal. Her thoughts on the other Pillars is cool to see too. She has compliments and nitpicks about each one. Shows her balanced opinions.

For half a second I was like “oh Shizuka would like Rin since she’s honest.” But then that became “oh no Shizuka can’t be honest about her feelings (especially the romantic kind) so she’ll probably be anxious around Rin.” Nebxiwkwndhdiwndh! Although her overall opinion would probably boil down to…

Shizuka: She’s very close to what I think the pinnacle of a Pillar should be. Strong, caring, honest, and stern regarding the job. I’d like to me like her one day.

Although how Rin might react to bluntly honest and snippy Shizuka fjcjekekdhdi!

Now Yukito! 👀👀👀 Sir, might I interest you in a potential wife (me, it’s me. I would like to be this man’s wife.) He’s so freaking pretty. He’s so soft looking and fjdkenfhidkwbxudiekw! 👀😳💖🥰 (Lowkey Morgen vibes and you know how weak I am for Morgen.)

His personality is endearing too. He’s gentle and sweet. He seeks to use his optimism to lighten the mood and bring up other people’s moods. Given their line of work, having high spirits would be hard and so I appreciate what Yukito is trying to do. He’s even more precious knowing that he’s an imaginative soul. I wonder if that bleeds into work where he comes up with wacky plans to beat demons. And he’s good with kids! 🤩😍🥰👏 His opinions on the other Pillars are cute too! My favorite is his thoughts on Sanemi “my older sister but more violent and I eyebrows” nebcidkenchienw! SIR!

Shizuka would be soft for the man. Similar to how she’s soft for Tanjirou. Yukito is too soft and kind to dislike but she might disagree with his optimism at times. And she most certainly would malfunction if he ever got supportive and complimentary towards her because she can’t take a compliment. 😆 Definitely looks between Yukito and Inosuke to ask “what’s with beautiful, blue-haired dudes?” Nqbjxodmwsocysve!

Shizuka: The Snow Pillar has a kindness that every should strive to have. Although, I think he might be too optimistic.

Rin and Yukito are so much fun! Although my faves are still Suzume and Takayuki! 💖 ALL THE LOVE FOR ALL YOUR OCS THOUGH! 😤👏💖🥰🥺😍🤩

Surprise! Decided to create new KNY OCs because I like the concept of an ice and snow pillar! If you want to know more about them, you can read under the cut~! Merry Christmas~! ❄✨

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Waaaahhhh requests are open?! Congrats on 300 followers!! :D okie well now I have an idea~ don’t feel like you need to rush into it tho.

A soulmate AU of sorts~ you can only taste the things your soulmate has in their mouth.

The twist is that Gender neutral!reader and saiki both like to torture each other. Licking a shoe, eating those disgusting jellybeans, gulping hot chilly sauce. (Reader constantly threatens to lick a poop but saiki knows they never would) It’s a thing they’ve done before and after they’ve met each other.

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Hi there! I think this request might be… over a year old. I am SO sorry for that! Thank you for sending it though!

I kinda put this blog down for a bit because my life got busy and blah blah who cares about that lol. But I was watching Saiki K. for the first time in a while and wow I miss this blog. This is super short, and it’s more of a warm up so I apologize for reduced length - this request just made me laugh, because I can totally see Saiki being petty enough for this. Once again I'm sorry it's so short or if it's not what you meant!

TW: uhh gross tastes, Saiki eats dirt but tbh it’s tame

Reader is gender neutral!

WC: 683

Italics represents Saiki speaking telepatically!

Saiki and S/O love finding the worst tastes to torture the others.

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This was hell.

You don’t quite remember how this started, but it didn’t matter as the taste of dirt filled your mouth once more. You would think you’d be used to it by now - with your soulmate being a mischievous psychic, but, alas, it seemed like your poor taste buds would never adjust. You held back a cough, shooting a glare to your right where your eyes met with empty magenta ones hiding behind green glasses and a small smile dancing on his lips. Of course, he couldn’t taste it, and you had to suffer alone. 

“If you’re not careful I’ll begin to associate math with the taste of dirt, you know. As if it isn’t bad enough,” you whispered, transferring your glare down to the worksheet in front of you.

It was cold today. Final exams were coming up, and you needed to focus, being on the verge of failing and all. A cozy picnic table underneath a bare tree seemed like the best place to focus for the duration of your lunch break until you noticed the pink hair and antennae following behind you. Being around him outside was always dangerous. Saiki loves you, he really does and you know it, but he always seemed set on forcing you to taste the most disgusting thing he can think of. 

It became like a little ritual every time you saw each other, trying to get the other to scrunch up their face in disgust as much as possible. Most couples would eat sweet candies or fresh fruit as an act to demonstrate their love for the other - you and Saiki on the other hand: anything from dish soap to spoiled milk. Nothing was off the table, as long as it wouldn’t put you in any danger. Saiki, on the other hand, can eat just about anything.

You reached a hand into your bag sitting beside you, determined to get your revenge and taking great pleasure in the fearful expression that overtook Saiki’s face. He could read your mind. A small bottle of hot sauce was inside, and you knew Saiki couldn’t handle the heat. Swiftly, you drank it, thankful you weren’t the one that had to face the consequences of your actions. Saiki’s face rarely betrayed him, but the red on his cheeks from the heat of the hot sauce always brought joy. 

“You’re lucky it’s just hot sauce. I could always go a step further, you know,” you teased. “You wouldn’t dare,” quickly shot through your head. Turning your head, mustering a serious face, you replied, “Oh, but I would.” He knew you wouldn’t. Now smiling, you focused your attention back on the math equations in front of you; they no longer seemed so bad.

It was dark now, and you finally made your way home to the safety of your bed. Your eyes blink open slowly as an unbearable taste overtakes your senses - what on earth was he eating? You reach for your phone to call him and find out, but you don’t want to give him the satisfaction of knowing it got to you.

Your resolve broke after fifteen minutes of torture. You brought your phone to your ear and demanded he stops, threatening to find something far worse to lick if he doesn’t. When the taste doesn’t fade, you reach into your nightstand door and pull out a certain pack of jelly beans. You never quite understood this challenge; there was no reason to try them unless you hate your soulmate. They were perfect for an occasion such as this, though. You poured a handful into your mouth without much thought, taking your time to chew them slowly and with far more thought. 

Once you heard coughing over the phone, you finally decided he had enough and stopped eating any more jelly beans. 

"Goodnight," you heard from your phone. "Night," you replied, but neither of you hung up.

[minaramen]

Momo - Winter Date - Part 2: A special body warmer

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5  

  Tsumugi: Hello, Momo san! Thank you so much for the body warmer!

Momo: Hey, maneko chan! Thank you so much for making time for us!

Tsumugi: Thanks to you, I could remain at the location until the end without freezing…>< 

Momo: That’s great! I’ll give you as many body warmers as you need ☆

Momo: I was worried seeing you tremble like a little animal..!

(⌒´ ﹏`⌒) :;  

You mustn't get ill, so feel free to rely on us!

Momo: Are you alright now?

Tsumugi: Yes, thanks to you, I warmed up!

Tsumugi:

Tsumugi: And you even drew an usamimi portrait on the body warmer…>< I was so happy!

Momo: That’s because I know you really like rabbits!

Momo: Did I do a good job?

Tsumugi: Yes! Thank you for such a cute drawing!  I was so happy that I immediately felt the urge to show it to Banri san (lol)

Tsumugi:

Momo: WAAAAHHHH DID BANRI SAN SEE IT FO REAL?! I SHOULD HAVE DRAWN IT WAY BETTER!!!  Is it weird that I’m so excited?!! How embarrassing!  But it wasn’t that horrible, right?!

Momo:

Momo:

Momo: And did he say something?

Tsumugi: He said that you’ve always been good at drawing! Also, he said that you’re amazing at drawing the fluffiness of somebody’s hair!

Tsumugi:  I heard that you used to play illustrated shiritori in the past

Momo: How nostalgic!! One day, I was asked to draw Yuki. Then Ban san joined me and somehow the three of us ended up playing illustrated shiritori

Momo: I was pretty confident in my drawing skills, but I was literally amazed by their shining beings! So, Ban san does remember… I’m happy…

Tsumugi: N-now I think that the body warmer you gave me is particularly precious…>< 

Tsumugi: I’ll take extra care of it, even when it becomes cold!

Tsumugi:

Momo: You don’t need to www I’ll give you other body warmers, so feel free to say goodbye to the cold one!

Momo: I received a body warmer from the staff members with “Good job!” written on it

Momo: Since it was handwritten, I could really feel people’s consideration. It warmed up my heart as well

Momo: So, I wanted to imitate them d(• ▽ < *)

Momo:

Tsumugi: Oh, really…..? It’s like a wonderful chain of thoughtfulness. I was thinking about using the same idea as well 

Momo: Uh huh. I give you my permission ( • ´ ω  • `) 

Tsumugi: Yay, I’m so happy…!

Tsumugi:

Momo: Ah!

Tsumugi: What happened?

Momo: Look out of the window!

Tsumugi: It’s snowing…!

Momo:

Tsumugi:

Momo: I wonder if it will pile up

Momo: Just watching it snowing makes me feel excited!  No matter how old I get  .+。

●  ´ ω   `● )+.

Tsumugi: Same here! Everything seems extraordinary, just like you’re coming back to your childhood!

Tsumugi: What were you used to doing when it was snowing? 

Momo: So many things! 

Tsumugi: 

1) Did you walk on the fresh snow?

Momo: When I was a child I went looking for fresh snow with my sister. I loved the unique sound and tactile sensation of the fresh snow! When it piled up a lot, we did face dives into the snow www

2) How about snowball fights? 

Momo: Snowball fights are so exciting, you can even self-heat! We used to engage in full-scale battles, where one of us made the snowballs and the other gave instructions

3) Did you make snowmen?

Momo: Oh, it was the very first thing I did as it snowed! But I got sad as it started to melt, so I used to take the snowmen (which had became a very little one, at that point!) and put it on the freezer

 ( ´ • ω  • ) 

Momo: If the snow piles up, let’s go play together! With Idolish7 guys as well!

Tsumugi: Oh, yes! I’m sure they’ll be happy 

Momo: Hooray (((。(* ﾟ  ▽  ﾟ *) 。))) Pile up, pile up!!

Tsumugi:

End of part 2

[ghostly-march]

12 <3 tell me all about the fictional women feel free to gush

akdjg;lk ty for sending in an ask rainy uwu

i'm gonna put my answer under the cut bc it's literally just me gushing a lot and it's really long lmao

send me sapphic asks from here!!

12. do you have crushes on any fictional women?

1. shinobu kocho from demon slayer

she's gorgeous, she's powerful, she's cunning, she's smart, she's doting, do i need to say more? also her voice is so soothing and so nice to listen to honestly (fun fact: shinbou's jp va also voices ayaka so sometimes i will log onto genshin just to sit and listen to all of ayaka's jp voice lines) i also really love shinbou's hair and how graceful she is as compared to some of the other demon slayers. she's so unique because instead of just brute force, she uses poison and agility to slay demons which is so cool?????? in conclusion, i am in love, your honor.

2. maki zenin from jujutsu kaisen

tall, pretty, powerful, has glasses, strong, very much my type. the moment i saw maki when i was watching jjk, my heart actually skipped a beat. she's just so AJHFGKL in the best way possible. i love how she can be serious but also playful/friendly with the others. she's incredibly strong and powerful for someone who doesn't have powerful cursed energy. she's so versatile with her weapons and the way she wields them has me swooning uGH. in that one scene where she catches a bullet with her bare hands i paused the episode and straight up just screamed so loudly because gODDAMN THAT"S HOT LKASFJH:LKSF

3. momo yaoyorozu from my hero academia

TALL, SMART, PRETTY, STRONG, AGAIN VERY MUCH MY TYPE LMAO i am absolutely in LOVE with miss momo yaoyorozu. she's incredibly smart and absolutely knows it. i love the way she's able to incorporate her quick thinking and intelligence with her creation quirk. ngl i stopped watching bnha at the 2nd season but i'd consider starting it again just to watch her <333 i would 12/10 love to have study dates with her tbh, i feel like having someone like momo would give me motivation to study more and actually be more productive. she's also so caring and gentle but won't hesitate to tell you things bluntly. overall, i think momo's personality is an accurate example of what my type is.

4. maru from stardew valley

oh my god, maru has such a special place in my heart because she builds robots and other cool inventions, and i did robotics in high school. she's also just so cute and sweet and just a lil bit shy which is so endearing waaaahhhh i just love her smile and how happy she gets when you gift her her favorite items. she also loves stargazing and has a telescope which is so cool and i would love to have her teach me about the stars akjfghjkl

5. amber from genshin impact

believe it or not, i actually have a crush on amber and not hu tao. i think out of all of the genshin girls, amber is the closest to my type. she's very sweet and caring, as well as very outgoing which i think i definitely need as someone who is more on the shy and introverted side :'DD amber is also just really pretty and really cute uwu i love her little baron bunny even if it commits just a little bit of arson <33 amber is the definition of sunshine which just makes my heart skip a beat wahhh

[vecnawrites]

ArcAngel, Chapter 2

It’s been just a few days since Joan was born, and already, a circle to protect the newborn Angel is forming.

It was a great shock to the Arc Family that their newest member was an Angel, a quasi-mythical being that was the complete antithesis of the Creatures of Grimm. As it was, Vermilion, Juniper, and Adrianne were running interference, playing off that both Juniper and the newborn Joan were healthy, but needing rest and to be unbothered so no one came and found out the secret until they found a reliable way to hide their newborn’s wings...or the little Angel managed to pull them in.

As it was, they had to hide the youngest of the family’s status from Indaco, Injigo, and Violette, since they were very excitable and might accidentally let their sister’s uniqueness slip when talking about her. Bless them, they were a little too young yet to truly understand about how Angels could be hunted down and abused for their powers.

Crimson, Saphron, Verde, and Bleu knew and understood, and as such were involved in ‘Angel Wrangling’...not that there was much actual work involved. Her species was rather ironic, as Joan was an Angel. She only ever cried when she was hungry or needed a diaper change, usually just content to be cuddled in the arms of whomever was holding her.

~x~x~

Vermilion sighed as he looked through the books Adrianne had lent him. They didn’t say anywhere near as much as he liked. They had the basic powers that she would gain: Flight, Immunity to Human and Faunus Illnesses, Photokinesis, Healing...but not only did it not say when these powers would emerge (he was already having nightmares of a flying baby that would be captured and taken away from the family), and worse, there was mention of powers that each angel had that were completely unique to any other, so the ones mentioned in the book were likely useless.

But that didn’t stop him from taking extensive notes to make sure that he, that Joan, would have the information at her fingertips as she grew up. He wouldn’t allow her to go through childhood wondering why or how she had these abilities if he could help it.

He also refused to let her go through life without knowing the dangers of her power. Not only were the more significant powers draining, leading to to exhaustion if not used carefully, but in several cases they could kill the Angel in question if misused. Beyond that, there had been instances of families killed and the Angels taken and broken, making their golden wings turn pitch black as they were broken and forced to use their powers for the selfish whims of others.

Fire burned within him at the thought of his baby being put through that, the bright light in her eyes reduced to a dead flicker of what it was. “I promise, my daughter…” he vowed, “I will do everything possible to ensure you live your life without fear...and only you will decide what your destiny is…”

~x~x~

“Waaaahhhh!” Juniper jolted out of her doze as she turned to see her baby squirming in her bassinet next to her. Gently leaning over and gathering her baby in her arms, a quick cursory sniff told her that it wasn’t a diaper change, so she gently cradled her daughter in the nook of her arm and rocked her gently. “What’s the matter, sweetie? Let’s try some food…”

Carefully shifting, Juniper opened her robe, revealing one of her heavy breasts and gently twisting her daughter so her lips brushed against her nipple. She released a small laugh as her baby immediately latched on and began nursing, quieting down as she nuzzled closer, her little chubby cheeks moving as she pulled milk into her mouth and devoured it hungrily. “You can slow down, baby girl...mommy’s not going to run away, and she’s not going to run out of milk anytime soon…” she cooed, gently stroking her baby’s head, amazed at how she had so much hair already. They could already pull it into a tiny ponytail on top of her head. But the strands were just as golden as the tiny feathers that were attached to the wings on her back.

“I promise, baby girl...we won’t let anything bad happen to you…” Juniper murmured, gently rocking her baby and slowly beginning to sing, a soft tune that her own mother had sang to her, and her mother before that.

“Hush little child,

wipe your tears away,

you’re safe in my arms,

in the moonlit night~”

She could see her baby’s blue eyes (like the rest of the families, but somehow brighter and even more pure) focusing on her, even as she suckled, making Juniper tear up, this precious little life meant so much, not just to her, her husband, and her daughters, but to Humanity as a whole. “I promise, Joan. For whatever reason you were given to us, we will help you…”

~x~x~

Adrianne Nox never really thought of herself of someone who would do greatness. She was a mere pediatrician and midwife, living in a settlement outside Kingdom walls and ruled by itself. She had honestly thought she would go through her life pretty normally, help mothers give birth to their newborns, and care for those same newborns until she either retired or death took her.

She never expected to help a mother in this settlement give birth to an Angel.

Despite preferring healing, she was no slouch when it came to History, either. She knew that Angels were only born when there was an upcoming period of intense change in the world. She also knew that they were gifted with incredible talents and abilities, to help protect humanity from the Grimm.

But she also knew that they needed to be protected in their formative years. While they could instinctively use their powers to defend themselves, that could disable them when they got older. They were extremely vulnerable until the age of five or so. It would be difficult, but they would protect her, until she could protect herself. It would be easier than normal, since she was not only the one who helped birth her, but also the Pediatrician for the Arc Family, it would be pitifully easy to modify her charts to hide what she really was. She wouldn’t let the world’s newest Angel be captured and Fall, she swore on everything she was. “I swear, little one, nothing will harm you if I can stop it...”

~x~x~

The Arc Sisters were worried for their youngest sibling. All of them that were in the know, Crimson, aged seventeen, Saphron, aged fourteen, Verde, aged thirteen, and Bleu, aged twelve, sat in Crimson’s bedroom, books surrounding them. Every reference of Angels they could scrounge up from their family library. They knew that their newest sister was something special, and why Injigo and Indaco, seven years old, and Violette, a mere five, weren’t told.

The Twins weren’t exactly discreet, after all, and it was hard for a five year old to have any ability to keep a secret. They loved their little sisters dearly, but all of them knew that Joan was helpless right now. It was up to the family as a whole to defend her.

So the four were pouring over every tome they had lifted, marking down everything interesting they found, every bit of potentially useful information that they could use to help Joan understand her own roots, in a way.

Crimson was the eldest of the Arc Daughters, and even though she wasn’t a Huntress proper, she was trained by their father in the case of Grimm attacks breaching the walls. It hadn’t happened since before she was born, but it never hurt to make sure to be prepared. ‘I swear, Joan...I will protect you and help you learn what you need…’ she vowed.

Saphron was simultaneously amazed and worried for her baby sister. She had always loved to read those histories, hoping to write something as wonderful as she had read. The stories of Angelic help in the world filled her with hope for the future, and part of her wanted to make sure that her sister’s stories were recorded for the future to help others. ‘I promise, baby sister...I will make sure that everything is written perfectly, so no one can try and cast shadows on your actions…’ she promised.

Verde Arc liked to think herself an adventurer, and had shamefully been jealous for a few moments at the fact that her baby sister would have far many more than she could, until she realized what dangers she would be facing. Grimm would be, surprisingly enough, the least problematic thing she would face her entire life. The largest problem would be humans and faunus, surprisingly enough. For every Angel that helped bring about peace, there was at least two of them that had been forced to use their powers for selfish reasons, by selfish people, breaking them and making them shadows of themselves. She couldn’t, wouldn’t, allow that to happen to her newest sister. She would make sure she learned all the tricks that she had learned, from rock climbing to knot tying! ‘Don’t worry, Joan, big sis Verde will watch over you!’

Bleu Arc knew she wasn’t a fighter. She had never had the instinct for it, nor the stomach. But what she did have was her mind. She was considered arguably the most intelligent of the children, having been drawing prototypes and blueprints as long as she could remember. She adjusted her glasses as her keen eyes roamed the pages of the books around her, not reading the words, but instead looking over the pictures of the angels within them. What they were wearing, what they were wielding, what they were fighting, her mind already coming up with plans on what to design for Joan as she grew older and into the warrior that the world would no doubt make her. ‘I may not be a fighter like daddy or Crimson, but I can help you with my brain! I promise, Joan!’ she swore that her sister would have the best equipment ever!

~x~x~

The seven each continued their different plans as the four youngest of the Arc family rested, all of them working together, albeit in different ways, to ensure the future of the newest member of the family. They all vowed that she would only have to follow her own heart, not anyone’s desires but her own.

[teamsarawatshusband]

Word Of Honor - 1st watch insta thoughts - Episode 4

Episode 1

Episode 2

Episode 3

In case you haven't read my previous episode summaries, you should know that I now refer to alcoholic tanned tragic hero lord guy as Baby Xu (because he gave the name Zhou Xu), Wen Ke Xing is Smirky Xing, Ke Xing's female travelling companion is referred to as purple love of my life (because she rocks).

Alright let’s get started with Episode 4:

:O WHAT? Smirky Xing is qi-gong-balling nuts? Is he the red masked nut guy??? WTF? Is that why he said he's terrifying? Is that why he wasn't there at first during the fight in the dusty place? Waaaahhhh

Aww, he stilll wants Baby Xu and himself to be on first name basis. Giving horses as gifts. He's so determined.

Oooh the beggars caught up. And they openly state they're with 5 Lakes and want to bring the kid back to... some guy, I already forgot. Hmmm. The kid is instantly scared and hides behind Baby Xu. Baby Xu looks worried too. Nobody trusts 5 Lakes. Smirky Xing also doesn't trust them.

Wow, that's a lot of beggars.

Oh no, Smirky Xing insulted the talky beggar guy. And now they wanna fight.

Woahooooo, Baby Xu is pissy at Smirky Xing, but he trusts him to take care of the kid while he throws himself into the fight. Nice.

Less than 6 minutes in and we already have a million times more action than in the last episode. Thank you.

I see what smirky Xing meant when he called Baby Xu elegant. He is a VERY elegant fighter.

Offering nuts again, lol. Doesn't he know that the kid never wants to eat?

But jokes aside, the way Xing and the kid don't even go far but stay close enough to watch shows really well that smirky Xing is super confident in Baby Xu's fighting skills...

Oh no, they broke the alcohol jars, Baby Xu is gonna be so pissed.

And Smirky Xing is kind of an ass, teasing Baby Xu about his promise to keep an eye on the kid, while the beggar is chasing the kid around and Baby Xu is doing all the work.

Ahhh, it's cause he wants Baby Xu to admit that he needs him. Hehe, smart. Evil but clever.

:O The beggars got swords in their sticks! Cheaty little fuckers.

Baby Xu is fighting a bazillion beggars at once, no problem while the kid is almost caught.

Oh no, Baby Xu is mouthbleeding. That's never a good sign.

Oooooh, Smirky Xing notices and instantly steps in. No more teasing.

Oh how the turntables. Baby Xu and the kid flee, while Smirky Xing takes on the beggars. Nice. Sharing the workload. Like good husbands. Smirklord ftw!

Oh no, Baby Xu is worried about being a loser. And now he's doing the smelly meditation thing again. Awww :(

Meanwhile Smirky Xing has killed all the beggars, and it's not even shown on camera. Like... he probably did it with a determined look, some nut throwing and a snap of a finger or something. Impressive.

LOL, the purple love of my life comes on screen, looks around and has this, "Aww, dangit, he's on a killing spree again" look on her face. So this happens a lot, I gather.

She's concerned about the cleanup and the aesthetics, lol. My queen.

Whoa, what's that? Two tied up girls on a boat. And a jerk. I don't even know him but I know that much. Character introduction 101.

Oh wait, my purple love stops him. She knows him. He's one of the mountain ghost guys? And she knows him? There's a connection. That probably means that Smirky Xing really is nut guy. :O :O :O

She's striking a deal. And I didn't catch what she asked jerk guy to do in return for keeping him tying up girls a secret. But he leaves to do it.

Wow, Baby Xu knows how to cook. And offers the fish to the kid. And the kid ACTUALLY TAKES it. Impressive. I thought he hates food.

Ah, no, he spit it out. Okay. My worldview has been restored. And Baby Xu is not a good cook after all, lol.

My purple queen shows up and explains how to cook fish, lol. Yeah, they wish they had her cooking skills.

Oh, and baby Xu actually asks about Smirky Xing's whereabouts and looks longingly towards the boat where my queen points to.

Very lovely scenery, with Smirky Xing plaing the flute on the boat, and the two girls (who were previously tied up, I think, I still suck at recognizing faces) are enjoying his company, preparing drinks and listening.

Clearly Smirky Xing is playing just for Baby Xu. And then jumps off the boat with a flute twirl (clearly a Wei Wuxian fan, and who isn't?!) and then fly-jumps over the water to the beach and Baby Xu.

Heh, tempting Baby Xu with alcohol and good food, Smirky Xing is really trying everything.

LOL, you can't sit with the cool kids Smirky Xing.

But he never gives up and recites poetry again. Okay, now some story about historic white cloth. And a sword. Wait, is the "white cloth" the sword? Oh, and Smirky Xing is hinting that Baby Xu's sword is so bendy that it might be the legendary sword.

Always digging for info. Always noticing everything.

Oooh, Baby Xing compares their relationship to the fish he threw away, calls it "raw/unrequited". Nice pun. BUT, the fish wasn't raw, you literally discussed with the kid that is was cooked through, you little liar. I see what's going on there. Unrequited my ass. Smirklord setting sails.

Baby Xu explains that he doesn't know himself and couldn't care less about knowing Smirky Xing.

Smirky Xing is such a sweet talker. This whole "I hurt when you hurt" spiel... blergh.

He called him "My A-Xu" awww, cute. Also super invasive.

Some dark figure is playing headach inducing music. Huh? What is going on?

My purple queen and the kid are affected and Smirky Xing, stops them from running off by placing his hands on their backs. How? What?

Wait, Baby Xu plays the flute as well???

Everybody's a musician.

Oh, it's a music fight. The acoustic waves are hitting each other.

And the girls on the boats are jumping off, because they don't have Smirky Xing's hands holding them back.

Whooooooo, Baby Xu's flute sound lawnmowers the grass and the other musician down. Nice skills.

Oh, it's an assassination skill. The one that the dark figure used. :O A music assassin!!!

LOL, Baby Xu apologizes for getting Smirky Xing's flute dirty. Honey, he 100% won't mind your spit.

Why is the kid puking? He hasn't even eaten anything. Oh, he's lacking martial arts skills to defend against the attack, got it, got it.

Awwww, the one who dislikes you is the one who is really good to you. Of course you would live by that motto Smirky Xing, you lovesick boy.

Okay, the kid wants to learn martial arts now. Wants to be Baby Xu's disciple. And he's kind of agreeing, even though reluctantly, because he... doesn't wanna look good in front of Ke Xing?

Oh a camp of assassins. Pretty girl assassins. One of them is getting a leg massage. Nice. Being an assassin has perks, it seems. Ooh, and she gets touchy with some victim guy.

Did that guy just kill the several-times-stabbed victim by throwing a bone at his head? lol

Oh, the music assassin is one of this group, k, got it.

What? Smirky Ke Xing playing this special meditation song means he has a pure mind? I'm with Baby Xu, I would never have thought so. So, he's not nuts guy? WHAT IS GOING ON?

Dude, he does NOT look like of pure mind while playing that flute at all. It looks very... not pure. This looks like a mating ritual to me.

Wait, is he telling my purple queen to kill the two girls she saved? I'm so confused.

Aww, he LIKES Baby Xu. Not that it's a surprise. But he admitted it. Heh. And, once again, my purple queen gets it.

Aww, Smirky Xing plays for his boy all night long. And Baby Xu finally gets some rest. Nice.

And Smirky Xing finally gets to sit next to his crush after all.

But he doesn't get to hold his hand yet. I see how it is.

LOL, tough women can't resist clingy men, what? Is Smirky Xing ever talking about anybody other than himself and Baby Xu?

Ahaha, Smirky Xing is such a bad liar. But really good at making Baby Xu feel guilty. Yes, yes, you poor man driven off the boat, aching from all the flute playing, riiiight.

LOL, he ends up the coachman. Nice.

Oh no, the grandparents are fighting nice undies tree master guy and the mini Wangjis. Why can't they be friends?

Why are they all after that stupid glazed armor, this is so annoying.

Oh no, now pleated skirt soldier boss guy is joining in as well. Which side is he picking?

Okay he's fighting the grandparents, but is he on friendly terms with undies tree guy? Because I don't think so. But the mini Wangjis knew him and seemed to trust him. So confusing all of this...

Okay and there's another new guy. In green and gold with a tiny mustache. Is he the one they were supposed to bring the kid to? Ah yes, okay. Uncle Zhao.

Wait, the leader of the something something sect is chased. Who was that? Undies tree master? I need a name chart mind map or something. I should make one and add on to it as I go along.

Anyway, end of episode.

Okay this was interesting, what have I learned? Baby Xu can't get rid of Smirky Xing, no matter what. The kid wants to be his disciple. My purple queen is 100% a smirklord shipper. There's a bunch of assassins out there to hurt... I don't know, everybody, possibly. Everybody seems to want the glazed armor. Except for Baby Xu who just wants to be left alone, and Smirky Xing who just wants Baby Xu. I feel like I'm getting the hang of this. Except I STILL don't know how everybody is truly connected. And Smirky Xing might be nuts guy but also maybe not because he's pure, but I mean, who are you kidding?

Goals for future episodes: I should really actually make that character name chart mind map thing.

Also, we have officially reached the moment, where I wanna continue watching, even though I'm tired and have other stuff to do. I bet the point of no return strikes during the next episode. I can feel it coming.

[itsa-lie]

Birth Of A Liar Part Two

||Part One||Part Two||Part Three||Part Four||Part Five||

More of the boy’s backstory, including a cameo from a special someone. Oh boy will that someone hurt.

Trigger warning for abuse, murder, and an unlikely pair-up 

Days went by since that horrible day of his parents death. Days became months, and months became years. How the young boy managed to keep himself alive for that long was a miracle in itself. He mostly would stand outside shops making sad pouty faces until the owner or someone who would give him a half-eaten sandwich or, if he was lucky, a soda bottle. One time a kind man bought him this really sweet grape drink he really liked. It was cold, sweet, and tasted like sweet grapes. He was too young to read back then, but the man called it “Grape Panta” and oh boy was he hooked on it.

Not only would he beg for food and drink, sometimes he would outright steal using his small height to his advantage. The cashier at the local bakery leaves for a few minutes? He’d just sneak in and go around the back of the display and steal a few jelly filled donuts. It wasn’t that hard and if he was lucky he’d be able to steal a Panta too. He’s never once been caught and he is very proud of that.

One summer day as he carries his loot of sweets to his hole, he noticed something odd was going on. Someone was there with him. Kokichi practically dropped his treats in surprise! There was a boy a bit older than him with red hair that draped over his eyes, a small girl with brown hair who looked terrified and holding onto an older girl, and the older girl herself looking around Kokichi’s age with long black hair in ponytails and crimson red eyes. She was the only one not looking scared in this situation, her eyes glued to the boy in front of her as if she would attack any second.

 Kokichi tries his best not to look scared, but does try to intimidate them the best the six-year-old could.

“Who the ever-loving hell are you?”

He’s heard a few grown-ups use this phase outside him hiding place. It seemed to get the job done with them into scaring the other person. Well while it did intimidate the little girl who began to sob loudly, the other two didn’t seem to be intimidated in the slightest, the red eyed girl becoming more enraged. 

“If you do anything to us I swear I’ll-”

“Maki, I’ll take care of this, calm down.”

“Goro stand down, he’s already scaring Hanako.”

“WAAAAHHHH!!!”

The odd scenario going on before Kokichi both baffled and amused him just the same. He hasn’t seen any kids before nor has he played with anyone before. Or maybe he has? Unfortunately as much as he tried to prevent it his memories while his parents were still alive kept coming back fuzzy as if they were going to be forgotten entirely. It would be nice to have some company in this lonely little building. However you can never be too sure.

“Hey I know you’re probably wondering what we’re doing here, kid. I don’t blame you. This was your hole after all.” The older boy, apparently named Goro mutters with a timid laugh. He didn’t want a fight to break out it seems. “But we need your help. You see, some bad people are looking for us and we really need a place to hide. We won’t be much trouble I promise.” The red eyed girl scoffed at Goro’s plea but continued petting and comforting the child in front of her who was sniffling hysterically. Confused but intrigued, Kokichi poked his head out the hole looking around. There seemed to be a group of adults each carrying firearms. That didn’t look good.

“Fine fine, just keep her voice down! There’s guys everywhere out there.”

His loud shout only made Hanako cry more. “You idiot. That’s no way to comfort a child.” hissed Maki as she holds the girl close. “There there...don’t cry...I won’t let anything happen to you...” Kokichi, for some odd reason, felt a warm feeling hearing those words as if he heard them before...somewhere. Hanako seemed to calm down at least. This Maki girl was really great with kids.

“I heard something this way! Come on!” booms a man voice outside walking into the alley. Oh no! Did he hear them? And they are coming this way! Kokichi was able to keep a low profile for so long! Why now of all times and places should he be discovered! Thinking quickly Kokichi started to bark orders.

“You, take the kid behind that sink over there and lay low, kid, don’t worry, I got this under control. And you, big red over here, sit in that darkened corner by the kitchen and stay completely still.” 

The children had no other choice but to listen, following Kokichi’s words exactly. The boy himself climbed up on a shelf above the hole holding a wooden bat in his hand. Yes it was the same hateful bat that that horrible gang member used to kill his father with, but it could still be used for protection. Though Kokichi would never kill anyone and would only knock out the man if he even tried getting in. Outside it would seem that the hole was spotted by one of the men. He leans down to look inside, flashing his flashlight around. All he could really see was a bag of what seemed to be donuts on the ground. Did an animal hide them away here for safe keeping? Defeated, the man gets back onto his feet. “False alarm. Must be a rat or something...” Kokichi gives a sigh of relief to himself and wipes the sweat from his brow while listening to the footsteps get further and further away. “Okay, he’s gone now, it’s safe.” 

The three other children come out of their hiding places like fawn staring out for their mother to give them the go ahead to move. They all sat down in front of the purpleish blue haired boy as they gave sighs of relief. 

“Wow mister! You’re really good at being a leader!” Hanako states with a smile. Maki didn’t want to admit it, especially from how loud and brash this kid was, but she’d admit this kid saved their skin and she was grateful. Goro nodded in agreement with the little girl. “Yeah, you really saved our butts back there, thank you. Maki why don’t you say thanks too?” Maki was quiet, her gaze to the ground, before she finally gives in and rolls her eyes. “...thanks I guess.” The orphan boy blushed from the compliments and the thanks, but pretended it meant nothing. “Yeah yeah yeah, I know I’m like...an ultimate leader and all that.” The red headed boy laughs a bit at the younger’s cockiness before speaking again. “Anyway why don’t we introduce ourselves? I’m Goro Harukawa and this is my little sister Maki.” Maki didn’t even bother to look at anyone, only cradling Hanako softly. “And I’m Hanako!” Says the smallest as she waves her hand in the air. “Hanako was a baby when we found her so we just...ya know...took care of her. Could you believe someone would leave this cutie on a doorstep?”

Kokichi stares at the others with an eyebrow raised. “So if you’re brother and sister what happened to your parents?” Goro’s eyes started to look a bit sadder but continued to smile as Maki grunts and turns away much to the confusion of the young Hanako. “Well our...mother died when Maki was born so...well our father had three sons before me who had grown up or got sent to a boarding school, and he usually had mother by his side so...well...he...”

Maki was looking more and more uncomfortable at what her brother was saying.

“He was already angry at Maki for being born and was...punching her whenever he got mad or would punch me for defending her. So when he saw a defenseless baby Hanako outside he...well he tried to kill her. That was until Maki stabbed him in the back of the neck.”

“He would have killed us! Father’s temper was horrible, you know that! Don’t paint me out to be some sort of horrible murderer!” Maki snapped, her eyes filling with hate. It was enough to even scare Kokichi who glanced back at Goro like he was saying “he said it not me”. Goro stares down at the ground, sweat pouring down his face. “I-I didn’t mean it like that. I was only explaining-”

“Actually,” Kokichi started, a blank stare on his face devoid of emotion. “You’re still a murderer if you had good intentions or not. You still took a life. You’re a murderer.” Goro’s eyes turned as big as dinner plates, Hanako stares confused, and Maki...oh man Maki...was on fire with rage right now. She reeled her fist back before socking Kokichi right in the jaw, his head moving back from the blow. “You don’t know shit about what I am. You don’t know ANYTHING about me. So don’t keep talking out of your ass or else you might be the next one hurt.”

“M-Maki!? What the hell?! I know that was uncalled for but-” Before Goro could finish his sentence Maki was already up the stairs, going who knows where. Kokichi gets back up, rubbing the side of his face that hurt. “You bitch! You’re not the only one who can fight ya know!” Kokichi picked up his bat and tried to run right for her but was stopped by Goro who practically held the boy in the air by the collar of his shirt. Kokichi made a whining sound before Goro put him down again. “Look, maybe you should just...leave her alone for a bit. This whole thing hurts her very much. Heck it even hurts me and Hana.” The boy looked up at the taller boy, skeptical. 

“Didn’t you say your dad was an abusive douchebag?”

Goro’s eyes start to water as he looks down. “...he didn’t used to be...he used to be a kid father until mom died...” The lump forming in his throat made it hard to talk, he holds onto Hanako close who was nestled beside him. “I thought...if we waited a bit longer he would go back to the way he used to be...that’s what I told Maki...we just...had to wait and he’d be loving and sweet again...” Goro was shaking as tears went down his eyes. “It kept us going and made Maki happy but...he wasn’t ever coming back.” Now Kokichi felt like a total ass for what he said. They had that little bit of hope from a lie, just like how he had hope from his own lie that his parents weren’t dead. The boy himself shook as well, his eyes peering to the ground as his body trembles. “I thought lying to myself would make me happy but...this makes it much worse. I’m sorry...” 

Goro feels a bit better and pats Kokichi’s head. “It isn't your fault. I mean if someone came into my house saying they killed their father I’d be pretty freaked out too. I’d probably call the police.” He giggles a little before putting on a comforting smile.

“But sometimes you care about someone too much to let them suffer in lies. You have to do something or someone will get hurt.”

Kokichi was silent, taking the older boy’s words to heart. Even if lies do make you feel better, there were some that makes you feel better for a little while then hurt you in the long run. But what kind of lies are they? How could he tell the difference? Suddenly his thoughts were interrupted by his growling stomach. That’s right, he didn’t get a chance to eat his stolen donuts yet. He quickly picked up the bag and starts chowing down. Given he was so young when his parents had passed on, he didn’t really have manners or the idea to share. Well, until both Goro and Hanako stared at him sadly as their own stomachs rumbled. 

“Y-You want some?”

The three of them ate as much as they could and there was still some left over for Maki. They each told each other stories of their pasts and dreams they had until Goro and Hanako fell asleep on a full stomach and cuddled up next to each other on a pillow. Kokichi couldn’t sleep now feeling guilt he made Maki hurt. But it wasn’t a lie, that was the truth! Anyone who kills another human being is a murderer! Was it better if he lied about that too? Well he didn’t want the donuts to go bad or stale so he went up the stairs. The most beautiful thing about this building was the way it would go up to the roof, it would show the most scenic spots of Tokyo. Kokichi didn’t think that’s why his mom hid him in that spot, in fact she probably didn’t know it existed, but he was grateful nonetheless. If only father and mother could see these beautiful sights...perhaps someday...maybe...

As he reached the roof he could see Maki sitting alone. She stares at the busy roads and cars below her, hearing the hustle and bustle of the city. Timidly Kokichi sat on the other side of her also looking down at the ground. She didn’t seem to notice, and even if she did she gave no response. This lasted for a few minutes, only the sounds of the city bellow. Kokichi couldn’t stand the awkward silence anymore before he holds out the bag of treats to her. “Here, we saved you some.” Maki eyed the bag of treats for a second as if she was checking if they were safe or not before sighing and taking the bag. She cautiously took a bite of a cherry jelly filled donut, then took another, and another. Damn these things were good. She ate it pretty fast which made Kokichi giggle a bit before Maki gives one of those infamous stares in which he holds up his hands defensively. Maki seemed to have eaten the rest of the donuts in one sitting before taking the empty paper bag and handing it back to him. “Thanks. It was...oddly tasty...”

“Ah so you do like it? They make the best damn donuts anywhere!”

“I’d appreciate it if you would stop cussing in front of Hana.”

There was a stillness in the night, awkward silence in the air. Finally Kokichi just decided to say it.

“Hey, I really am sorry for hurting you. I shouldn’t have said that...” His hair swayed in the wind as a gust came from the east. “I’m an orphan too. My mom and dad died when I was three. Three gang guys killed them. I...I was too young to do anything so I...hid in that building. I’ve been living on my own ever since...”

Maki looked over at him carefully, her eyes still narrow but at least a bit softer now feeling sympathy for the brash loud child. She then turns back to the city and smiles a little. “It’s fine...honestly you got it worse than me. I at least have my brother and sister. You have...no one. I’m sorry...”

“About what? You weren’t those three guys.” Kokichi states as he kicks his legs over the building’s ledge. But now that he thinks of it...he really was alone. He was too busy trying to survive to notice it but...it hurt. “H-Hey...” Maki started, her eyes still on the city streets. “You don’t have to be alone you know. We wouldn’t mind keeping you company. Like an extended family or...something...” Maki seemed bashful saying this but she meant it. He did help her and her siblings out after all. Kokichi turns to the girl, giving the first genuine smile he had in a long time. “If you all want to you’re welcome to stay. Us orphans have to stick together, right?”

Suddenly he stood up quickly onto the edge of the building, almost looking like he’s about to fall but catches himself pretty quickly with cat-like reflexes. 

“We should start our own orphan gang!”

Maki stares at him worriedly like he was about to fall but calmed down once she noticed he wasn’t going anywhere. “An orphan gang? That does sound fun. Just the four of us, huh?” Kokichi nods his head enthusiastically as he stares back into the girl’s red eyes. “Then we need a leader. How about you? You managed to direct us without getting caught. That was very leader-like. Even Goro would’ve froze up in that situation.”

Now this caught him off guard as Kokichi almost fell forward but moved his weight backwards so he fell on his butt onto the roof’s concrete.

“M-Me?!”

“Yes you. ‘Ultimate Leader’.”

Kokichi crosses his legs, his head down in deep thought. “W-Well...I guess. Mom used to say my dad was a leader in his gang so...”

“Then I guess you have your dad’s genes.”

“No? My dad’s jeans would be too big for me.”

Maki looks at him down founded for a second, then shook her head. “Never mind. Anyway what should the gang be called?” Kokichi thinks for a few minutes, his eyes glancing everywhere to find a name out of anything. His eyes wondered to Maki’s hairbands that held up her pigtails. They almost looked like playing die. He then nods his head again, even more enthusiastic than before.

“We’ll call it DICE!”

Maki really had to get used to this kid’s sudden outbursts. “What does it stand for?” Kokichi blinks. “Stand for?” 

“N-Never mind...” She smiles a little. This dude was an idiot, but a funny idiot. 

Kokichi glances over to Maki noticing her smile for the first time. “Heeey you’re smiling!” Maki looked shocked but then sighs defeated. Damn this kid’s observation skills. “All right, you got me ultimate leader.”

“You’re very pretty when you smile!”

Oh no! Here comes the blush! She stares at him for a moment, her cheeks cherry red. Kokichi noticing this quickly tries to think of a way to fix his friend’s red face.

“S-Stop lying!”

“Nyhehehe! Okay. I’m lying. You got vampire eyes. Are you a vampire?”

Her red face became red for another reason, anger.

“I’m gonna kick your ass!”

Kokichi peeks up from the door to the stairs. “I thought we weren’t cussing in front of Hanako?” Seeing Maki run forward he quickly paniced and closed the door and ran down the stairs.

“SHE’S NOT HERE RIGHT NOW! KOKICHI!!!!”

[missjackil]

Brother Hate Sucks

Im probably talking to the walls right now, but there’s so much bullshit in this fandom that it’s hard for me to believe it’s actually a fandom. The all around hate is disturbing, especially for either of the brothers. The show is ABOUT the brothers so can you even be a fan if you hate one? I dont care if you prefer one over the other, but neither is worthy of the hate they get. Neither is perfect, both have done some rough shit, but neither has done anything unredeemably bad. And the funny thing is, that in order for any of you to hate Sam or Dean, you need volumes of meta to make it look “right” when actually, if it has to be meta’ed about, its not actually happening on the show. 

I see “WAAAAHHHH DEAN ALWAYS YELLS AT SAM HES SO BAD I HATE HIM!!!” and “WAAAAAAH SAM ALWAYS TALKS DEAN OUT OF EVERYTHING HES SO BAD WAAAAAAAH” well guess what sunshines, thats the story!! The story shows us how much they need each other. How even though theyre both smart enough and tough enough to do the job, they need eachother to actually be successful at it. Not just successful, but the absolute BEST at it. They keep each other human. Literally. 

And most importantly, they love each other more than anyone or anything in the world. How can anyone love someone, and hate the person thats most important to them in the world?? That’s not how life works kids. If you want well adjusted brothers that never have a squabble past sticking their tongues out at each other, watch The Brady Bunch, Supernatural is too far over your head. 

The only constant that has been in this show is Sam and Dean and their love for each other. Tangled, weird and messy as it might be, its the only thing that will always be there till the end. Neither is preventing the other from being happy, the show has repeatedly shown us how terribly unhappy they are without the other. So what you haters are saying “I love this brother, but I want the other brother to go away, even though it crushes the brother I love. He’ll get over it” and well, to put it bluntly, thats insane.  

[queen--kenobi]

Ohoho this sounds cathartic

To my ex

Listen, bud. Did it ever occur to you that I might have cut off contact for a reason? Yes, you didn't treat me nearly as badly as some of my other exes, but I do have to point out we only dated for a month. I shouldn't be getting incredibly abusive vibes from you a month in, yeah?

I get it. You're lonely and dealing with depression, I truly do. You know I do. That doesn't give you an excuse to hound me at every minute especially when I was trying to do things to get my life back on track. I was working and going back to school; I couldn't spend 24/7 with you.

Also, don't even get me started on your behavior post break-up. Then again, you siding with my abuser, who also abused some of your other friends mind you, should have told me you'd act this way. And yes "Well, I never saw that kind of behavior from her so she wasn't abusive to my knowledge" DOES count as siding with her.

Listen. You were exhibiting behaviors that made you creepy. Showing up to where I go to school and work to bring me gifts without telling me is weird. If you had told me beforehand, it wouldn't be. But trying to track down specifically where I work is weird. That in conjunction with the fact you couldn't get it through your mind I didn't want to have sex with you is very concerning.

And yes, I told you multiple times after I'd broken up with you that it's creepy to keep on hitting on me and was making me uncomfortable. You know I did.

Let's not even get into how you call yourself a feminist ally, yet routinely ignore it when women tell you they were abused, ignore it when they tell you they're uncomfortable, and just ignore anything they actually have to say. If we're being honest, you're a misogynist. You want a housewife mommy who will take care of you while you do jack shit. You just know the language to make it seem like that's not what you want.

Also. I saw you misgender our friend several times. I know you did.

Honestly, I'm glad I got out when I did because it would have been so much worse if I'd stayed with you. You were that bad, and we only dated for a month. Just something for you to reflect on.

Oh wait. I forgot you don't do that unless it's to make people feel sorry for you. Don't you dare use this as "waaaahhhh I need a woman to feel sorry for me" fuel.

Sincerely,

Persephone

P.S. I don't know what kind of delusion you have thinking that a PhD program will accept you when you have three years of nothing. No work, no school, no volunteering. They barely accept people who have all of that + a 3.5 GPA. They can, will, and should keep you out of a lab

P.P.S. Being the most tolerable and least emotionally abusive of my exes is not the brag you think it is. It also doesn't mean you weren't those things because you absolutely were emotionally abusive. And would have become physically abusive based on previous patterns. Yes I talked with her, and yes, I know everything

Hey guys,

Let’s start a new thing!

Apparently my ex has been stalking me here and wanted to throw a pity party for himself because I said he was emotionally abusive. To be honest, that doesn’t even make the top five worst things he’s done, but I was trying to be diplomatic.

SO. If he really wants to come on here and feel bad for himself, I have an idea. My asks are open and anon is on. Send me the shit you always wanted to say to your ex but never had the chance. I’ll post and tag it “shout out to my ex” 🙃

If you’re petty like me, jump on board, and feel free to share! If you’re not, I’m proud of you. Also, please send help, I’m salty AF 😅

@alliterative-albatross @antimatics @brandyllyn @claveldelaire @danniburgh @day-off-inkyoto @foxilayde @fromthedeskoftheraven @generallybrontidefeelings @jedi-mando @justanotherblonde23 @kesskirata @mesmorales @perropascal @wheresarizona

[bloo-the-dragon]

Sparks Origins

I blame @alainaprana for this idea.

Okaaaay so I've been struggling alot with Sparks origins and his parentage. For those who know and have read the previous story with Sparks i had wrote him with a mother named Aura. Unfortunately due to struggles with designing her character and personality (mainly because she was a literal random on the spot character) I decided to rework his backstory a little bit where my sona is the one caring for him.

So while thinking of ideas like, creating him myself or adopting him from an orphanage, I jokingly suggested finding him in the trash and a certain someone thought it would be a good idea, plus i got hit by a wave of inspiration and so here we are.... =w=

Anyways, here is a small origin story for baby Sparks, Enjoy! :’D

It was pretty late by the time Bloo had finished up for the day, and she was more than ready for home. 

"Finally all done for the day! Man i thought it would never end!"  She sighed heavily as she finishied packing her stuff, stored the art materials back into the cupboard by the desk and made her way out of the building.

"Freeedoom!" she half yelled as she almost ran outside into the cool evening air, arms spread out. 

People were probably staring but honestly Bloo couldn't care less. She was just glad to be all done and finished with the coursework and free to do as she pleased for the rest of the week. It was reading week next week, so she had plenty of time to rest and catch up on her other personal projects. 

"Ahh sheesh i'm SO glad its all over! At least for a week heh" 

Bloo lowered her arms and let out a long sigh. College work was always so boooooring and took so looooong! Ah well at least its all done for now and she could get a nice longish break!

"Welp, best be heading home then"

Bloo stood for a little moment and just breathed in the fresh cool air before shifting the bag on her shoulder slightly and began making her way back home. It wasn't too far to walk, and it was nearly dark but Bloo didn't really mind. Was quite nice for a change. Plus being a weird looking half skeleton half animal thing tended to be enough to make people keep their distance. All she had to do was give a flash of the ol' fangs and BOOM! Any one lookin for trouble would be gone in an instant!

Heh. Ok, maybe not quite, but still least she could still enjoy her fantasies about it. Bloo prefererd to avoid conflict whenever possible, mainly due to the ah.. side effect of her magic if she got riled up too much.

Shape shifting magic seemed to have that weird effect, at least for her.

Hmm... She noticed it was strangly quiet for this time of the day. Then again at this time of the day people would be at home eating dinner she supposed. Bloo huffed and kept walking, her bare feet clacking against the pavement as she continued on further away from the town. The buildings around her were beginning to get more and more downtrodden and graffiti covered, as she headed further away from the town and towards the outskirts that led to the housing areas outside of the town. Bloo frowned and quickened her pace.

She never liked walking through this place.

It was usually pretty busy and loud with all the people and traffic but thankfully it was fairly quiet at the moment. This was what Bloo liked to call the "twilight zone" where all the party goers would either be still getting ready to go out, or have yet to be drunk enough to be out causing havoc on the streets and she wanted to make sure to be long gone before any of that started.

"Alright, almost outta here" Bloo mumbled to herself. The street lights were starting to turn on, and she continued muttering to herself. It was a habit she had for a while now. Guess it was a quirk of being an introvert.

"Will be home in no time! Spaghetti tonight? Mmm! Maybe a movie too? Havn't had much time for movies, will certainly be nice to be able t-"

Waaahhhh!

She stopped.

....what? 

W-whaaaah!

Bloo's ears twitched and she turned her head sharply around, towards a small alleyway.

Was that.... crying?

Waaaahhhh!!

Ok what.

WAAAHHH!

Bloo shifted slightly on her feet, uncertain. Sounds of crying from within an alleyway were always cause for concern, and many of her senses were going off. 

Something wasn't right...

"Ah uh...."

W-whaah waaah....

Bloo had no idea what to do.... Standing there awkwardly like a doofus probably wasn't helping either.

She strained her ears again. She could still hear the faint sounds of wailing but...  

What.... what if it was just some persons kid crying from within one of the houses? Wouldn't be the first time she's had that kind of encounter.

She let out a slightly nervous laugh.

"Ha.. what am i thinking? Course no one would just up and leave a kid in an alley or something thats just stupid! Besides theres laws and everything against that kind of thing anyway. No one would dare to-"

Woudn't they?

Bloo froze just as she had turned away to keep walking as a small voice in the back of her mind spoke up. She groaned.

"Ugh fiiiiine!"

Bloo quickly turned heel and headed quickly into the alley, albeit cautiously. As she headed further in,  the faint muffled crying of the child grew louder, and the alarm bells started going off in Bloo's mind. 

Ok. Something was definitely not right here.

As she headed further in and turned a corner, Bloo noticed some giant dumpster bins near a dead end. The wails seemed to be coming from there. Bloo froze on the spot as shivers ran up her spine.

Oh...

Oh no...

Someone didn't...

Bloo quickly approached the dumpsters and to her fear, indeed the wailing got louder as she got closer and approached on the the dumpster bins. The smell was awful, and she almost gagged as she reached out a trembling hand and pushed the big lid off of the bin. She peeked inside and all the fur on her head and tail floofed up in anger and shock.

Inside the bin was a tiny unclothed baby skeleton. He was flailing weakly, and was crying his tiny heart out. Underneath him was some dirty blankets which i could only assume has been wrapped around the child before being shifted by his struggling. 

Bloo's soul clenched painfully at the sight and she couldn't stop herself from raising a hand to her mouth. The sight of the poor child was enough to bring tears to her eyes. (Not to mention the smell wasn't helping....)

"Ohh... child..." She could barely contain her emotions.

The baby skeleton seemed to have heard her voice as he stopped crying and looked up at the bigger skeleton hybrid with large blue tear filled eyes.

"Wah?" He whimpered slightly and reached out for Bloo with his tiny hands. "W-waaaah!" He wailed again.

Bloo swore her soul shattered on the spot.

"Ohh you poor thing..."

Bloo did not hesitate to reach in and gather the child out from the bin and into her arms. She left the dirty soggy blankets, since they were definitely of no use to contain a tiny child. She immediately shrugged off her bag and undid the zipper of her orange hoodie and awkwardly tugged it off while cradling the tiny skeleton baby in one arm. 

The child, fearful of being abandoned again began attempting to weakly cling to Bloo's shirt, and wailed again and began to struggle as she gently pried his tiny hands off of her shirt. Bloo quickly did her best to shush him as he began crying.

"Hey hey hey its ok! I just need to wrap you up in my hoodie, lil guy! Your freezing cold buddy!" Bloo gently soothed, as she rubbed his tiny skull.

The baby sniffled and looked up at her with large teary eyes.

"W-wah?"

“Heh, y-yeah see Your gonna be alright kiddo, i’m not gonna leave you!” She smiled reassuringly at the baby.

He didn't seem to understand what she said, but then that was to be expected. Still, he seemed to calm down at the sound of her voice, and so Bloo was able to carefully wrap her hoodie around his frail little body. The child squirmed a bit before settling and going still. He continued making small gurgling noises, so Bloo knew he was still awake. However, now that he was bundled up safe in her arms, it suddenly dawned on Bloo exactly what had just happened.

Someone had abandoned this child

Someone had literally dumped them in a trash bin.

Someone had left this child to die.

Bloo was... furious.

More than furious in fact. She was practically enraged. 

How could... why.. how... how could someone DO this??

As she stood there seething and thinking about ways in how she could track down the awful goodfornothings who dared to do this to such a tiny innocent baby, said baby suddenly started coughing quite violently snapping Bloo out of her dark thoughts. She looked down at the child worriedly, all anger quickly dissipating in fear for the child's well being.

That’s... not good.

The baby coughed a few times before looking back up at Bloo with those those dark blue eyes. They were a little hard to see against the dark sockets, but she could just about see the tremors in the eye lights, the obvious signs of soul deficiency issues.

Ohh that’s really not good...

"We need to get you to a doctor kiddo" Bloo said shakily. The adrenaline from her recent burst of anger plus the shock of her discovery had died down just a little, enough to make her entire body tremble. She shifted her hold on the child, picked up her bag and began walking quickly out of the alley, and then breaking out into a slight jog as she continued her way back home.

Through the swirling mass of emotions she was feeling right now, the instense anger and the worry, as Bloo jogged all the way back home with the coughing sickly child cradled in her arms, she slowly came to realise this child had no home. No one to take care of him, no one to feed him, or clothe him or to be his parent, and honestly? She didn’t think she could bring herself to take him to an orphanage.

Not after that.

Not after what she had just seen.

Bloo wasn't sure if she would even be able to take on that role herself. Heck she already had so many other things to worry about! So many other life things, like her course... How would she be able to care for a tiny baby, who looked like practically a newborn and keep up on her coursework?

It was a difficult choice...

But there was no way she was ever going to risk someone doing this to the child again. Bloo was determined to give this child a loving home. 

Even if she had to make sacrifices for it. 

She looked down at the small child. His coughing fit had died down a little, and he was currently still staring up at her. Bloo noticed he had faint light blue freckles on the bridge of his nose(hole) and had orange markings on his eye sockets. 

She smiled at him. "Don't worry kiddo, i'll take care of you". The child blinked and let out a small baby noise as he reached out another hand towards Bloo. Her smile widened at the adorable sight and she let him grasp a hold of one of her fingers. The child giggled softly - a sound that melted her already shattered heart - as he tugged and chewed playfully on the finger with a toothless mouth.

"Hehe, gonna have to give you a name little guy. Hmm.. How does Sparks sound?"

The child only nommed on her finger even more with a happy look on his tiny face. Bloo laughed.

"Sparks it is then! You certanly are quite a fiesty little thing arn't you? I think its a good fit!" She grinned as she slowed her pace slightly.

"Bah!" The newly named Sparks suddenly flung his little arms out with small giggle, that quickly dissolved into more coughing, and the smile on Bloo’s face shifted into a worried frown.

"Oh dear... don't worry i'm gonna get you to a doctor as soon as we get home. We're almost there, just hang in there ok?"

Bloo knew the child had no idea what she was saying, and if she was honest it was also a kind of comfort thing for herself as well as the newly dubbed Sparks. She was legit terrified that the child wasn't going to make it, especially now that she was aware his soul was in poor condition going by the state of his eye lights. She quickened her pace, and tightened her hold on the coughing child slightly. Bloo's eye lights narrowed slightly.

She was determined to not let him die.

She growled slightly. And whosoever had abandoned this child and left him to die in a rotten stinking dumpster bin in the back of an alley had better hope they never cross paths with her, lest they want to keep all their limbs attached to their worthless body.

[hanasaku-shijin]

ep23 liveblog

FINALLLYY

i already posted about how DIANA’S REASSURING SMILE TO LOTTE THO ASKJDFHDKSDF WAAAAHHHH BLESS HER SOUL

u guys im gonna t hr ow up IM SO ANXIOUS

oh my godddd

OGH MY GOD

NOT ONLY BABY CHARIOT BUT

BABY

ARCAS

OH MY GOD

THAT LINE

CAME

FROM

CROIX

HOLY SHIT MAANNN FUCK

CHARIOT’S ENTIRE CARERR IS BASED ON A LINE CROIX TOLD HER

FUCK ME

wow croix in the sweatshirt getup is so nERDY LIKE MORE THAN USUAL

her bitter ass

OH

SO EVEN THE DREAM FUEL SPIRIT

WAS CROIX’ IDEA

DAMN

CHARIOT DIDNT EVEN KNOOOOWWW

oh shit

“I guess it’d be a problem if a child with a magic-bearing lineage was in the audience “ FUCK YOU CROIX CHARIOT DIDNT STEAL DIANAS MAGIC YOU DID

OH SHIT

SHE HIT THE MOON

BY ACCIDENT

SHIT

OH BOY MORE DIANA/URSULA

DIANA

FIGURED HER OUT

ALL ON HER OWN

THAT’S MY GIRL

SHE KNEW EVERYTHING

oh man

OOHH MAN

DIANA KNOWS URSULA PROBABLY TOLD AKKO HER SECRET AND THAT’S WHY SHE’S MISSING

LOOK HOW UPSET DIANA IS GETTING FUCKC

WAAAH

DIANA LEARNS THE TRUTH

ABOUT WHAT HAPPENED TO HERSELF AND HER LOST MAGIC AS A CHILD

AND SHE SAYS NOTHING

ALL SHE THINKS ABOUT IS AKKO

IM SCREAMING

U TELL HER DIANA

GO OFFFFFFF

HOLY SHIT

DI AN A

IS NOT

MINCING WORDS

HOLY SHIIIIIIIITTT

MORE UPSET WITH WHAT SHE DID TODAY

THAN ANYTHING IN THE PAST

SHE’S MORE UPSET THAT URSULA ABANDONED AKKO TODAY THAN SHE IS ABOUT HER STEALING DIANA’S OWN MAGIC IN THE PAST

THIS IS HOW MUCH DIANA CARES FOR AKKO

MORE THAN HER OWN MAGIC

BYYYYE

IM

DIANA’S

TAKING HER CARD WITH HER

IOG MYF CUK

OHHMANANN

OH FUCKING SHIT

SUCY

WENT TO THE BRIDGE

WHERE SHE FIRST MET AKKO

LOTTE WENT TO THE TERMINAL WHICH IS WHERE SHE MET AKKO

O H   FU CK  MME

SUCY

COMFORTING

LOTTE

IM

FUCKC N

THIS IS IT YOU GUYS IM DYING

RIGHT NOW

OH MY

FUCKING

SHIT

DIANA

REALLY

ACTUALLY

FUCKING FOUNND HHEERRR

IM SCREMAING IM FUKCING LOSING IT IM FUCKING

TAKES HER TO A CAFE FOR A DATE

I DONT BELIEVIE THIS IM LITERALLY ABOUT TO CRY

oh m YGOD SHE

IS GONNA

SHOW HER

THE CARD

FUCKING HELL

SHE’S

TELLING HER

OHHHH MY GODDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD

SHE WENT

TO FUCKING

JAPAN

TO SEE CHARIOT

AND GOT HER MAGIC STOLEN THERE

SHE HAS NEVER SOUNDED SO NOSTALGIC SO HAPPY SO IN LOVE AS WHEN SHE REMEMBERS CHARIOT

OHHH MY ODDD

oh

Akko said that line that EVERYONE always says “sasuga diana” as expected of diana

she said it too oh shit

IM SO HAPPY THEY ARE

GETTING THIS EPISODE TOGETHER

HOLY FUCK YOU HAVE NO IDEA IM

FUCKING

ECSTATIC

AAAAHHH

TEHY HAVE SO MUCH IN COMMON

IMFUCKING

AND NOW

AKKO CAN SEE THAT

DIANA

I S LITERALLY

HELPING AKKO

REMEMBER THE JOY OF MAGIC

THROUGH HER OWN EXPERIENCE

IM

BITCH IM SO FUCKING

EMOTIONAL

HER FAMILY RIDICULED HER

SHE WENT TO LUNA NOVA FOR THE EXACT SAME REASON AKKO DID

WITH A SMILE

IM DYING

THESE TWO

ARE SO CLOSELY BOUND IM FUCKING

YELLING

LOTTE

SUCY

WHAT IS THIS NEW BACKGROUND SONG IM CYRING FUCK THIS

FUCK MEEEE

LISTEN TO THEM ALL

TALKING

LIKE FRIENDS

EVEN DIANA

IM DONE IM OUT

IM FUCKING

BYYYYYYYYE

TRIGGER ROLLED US A FUCKING 10

[haroldssfedora]

Secret Love Song (Louis Tomlinson Imagine)

(not my gif! credits to owner)

REQUEST: (from Anon) You're a famous singer and you and Louis have been dating for about a year and you come out with your relationship imagine? Love your blog btw x 💛💕

WAAAAHHHH! MY FIRST REQUEST! I’d like to take this opportunity to thank everyone who requested. I really do appreciate them! Keep on sending them in and I’ll do my best to finish them quickly. Feedbacks are very well appreciated. 

~~

Being Y/N Y/L/N has its pros and cons. A pro of it is being able to travel the world while doing what I love the most… singing. Singing is just one thing, but singing songs written by me, for me, and with me is a whole other level.

Another pro is finding the love of my life during an award show, where he and his bandmates won against me for best music video.

*Flashback*

“And the winner for Best Music Video is…” Rihanna says through the mic. Each tear on the envelope sending chills down my spine.

I was nominated for my music video for “Salute”. My opponents include Zayn’s “Pillowtalk”, Maroon 5’s “Don’t Wanna Know” and One Direction’s “Night Changes”. The competition was tough but I really wanted to win this award. I gave my everything on that song and its music video and winning will pay off the hard work.

The air became almost non-existent when I heard Rihanna shout One Direction. It felt like the air was physically punched out of my system. But with the cameras filming our reactions, I had to fake a smiling face and clap for the winner.

During the after party, I wasn’t in the mood to celebrate my Best Female Singer award and socialize with everyone on the room. My manager just forced me to attend as to not start speculations of me being a sore loser or what not. The lose really took a toll on me. The worst thing was… I only lost to them by 5 votes! I mean… 5 votes?! It really bummed me out.

“Hello?” Someone said, shaking me out of my frustrated thoughts.

“What?” I said, shaking my head to bring me back to reality.

“I’m sorry.” The person said. I looked at the person and saw none other than Harry Styles.

“No.. I’m sorry. Just really not in the mood to be here.” I said honestly.

“Oh, sorry ‘bout that love. But my friend Louis right there was just too nervous to meet you, and seeing your reaction tonight about the award, he was really to scared to approach you.” He said, pointing towards Louis’s direction. Louis had a sheepish smile raising his hand as a sign of hello, which may I say was adorable.

“Was it really that obvious?” I asked nervously.

“Just a little.” Louis said. I didn’t even notice his appearance up until now.

“I’m really sorry.” I said genuinely.

“It’s alright love.” He said with that same sheepish smile.

That night, I got to know him better. We didn’t even notice that we were already conversing without Harry.

I silently thanked my manager for forcing me that night.

Because that night was the start of something great.

**

A few months and a few dates after that award show, we started dating officially and up until now, Louis and I are still going strong. Although with our situation, with both of us always being under the limelight, we decided to keep our relationship to ourselves for the meantime. Only our closest friends and family knew of our relationship.

That was the con of everything. The line between my private life and public life was almost invisible. Rumors after rumors of us dating have been published but we just shake them off, saying that we were just really good friends.

In a few weeks, we’ll be celebrating our first year anniversary. I’ve been working my ass off at the studio for the special gift that I was about to give the man that makes me smile every second of every day.

A song about us.

“Guess who?” said that voice that I knew very much, him covering my eyes with his very soft and fragile hands.

“Louis William Tomlinson, I’m so stressed so please let me see your beautiful face so that I can kiss it.” I said. He finally let go and turned the office chair that I was sitting on and gave me a peck on the lips.

“So, why did you ask me to meet you here?” He said, taking a seat on my right, Greg, my producer sitting on my left.

“Listen to this. “ I said as Greg played the song that I wrote with him.

When you hold me in the street

And you kiss me on the dance floor

I wish that it could be like that

Why can't it be like that? Cause I'm yours

The song started playing, Louis passionately listening to the newly recorded song. I wasn’t listening to the song because I was busy reading Louis’s expressions.

I wrote this song for him and for us. I couldn’t stand not being able to show everyone how much I am in love with this Doncaster boy.

We keep behind closed doors

Every time I see you, I die a little more

Stolen moments that we steal as the curtain falls

It'll never be enough

It's obvious you're meant for me

Every piece of you, it just fits perfectly

Every second, every thought, I'm in so deep

But I'll never show it on my face

Tears started streaming down Louis’s face. He wiped it as unnoticeable as possible but I was still able to catch his small gesture. The song ended with a few tears pooling in his eyes yet with a huge smile on his face. He just shook his head and kissed me.

After regaining himself, he thanked Greg and asked if he’d be kind enough to let us talk privately. Greg nodded and left the room, patting Louis’s shoulder and congratulating him.

“When are you going to put the song out?” He asked.

“I’m not sure. Why?” I asked.

“Do it within the week or so.” He ordered. “Are you sure? This soon? Why?”

“Because I want to shout it from the rooftops from now on. I’m yours and you’re mine.”

**

We decided to tell everyone of our relationship during our James Corden’s Late Late Show appearance, which coincidently, we were both on at the same time. The song was a huge hit and people caught on the meaning of the song causing ruckus here and there with regards to who the song was about.

On the day of the filming of the Late Late Show interview, Louis and I were sat beside each other on the couch, just the two of us. James was in front of us asking questions about our career plans for the next few months from now, until my new song was mentioned.

“So Y/N… A little birdie told me that your new song is about a certain someone called the Swag Master of Doncaster. Care to explain?” James asked showing a photo of us exiting the studio with Louis’s arm protectively and lovingly around my waist. I started blushing, my cheeks heating up quicker than normal.

I didn’t say a word. I just simply held Louis’s hand and smiled.

James let out a loud chuckle and that was it.

We were officially a couple in the public eye... and we couldn’t be happier.

~~

That’s it for my first imagine! Don’t forget to send in your feedbacks and requests! 

Love you all! 😘

[authoratmidnight]

VRains Translated Script EP 4

Script and Translation from DMC3444 on NAC

The retun of Entertainment style duels! And you thought that was only in Arc V.

Yusaku: Last time on Yu-Gi-Oh VRAINS: Pigeon: They actually showed up! Shima: T-This is…! It’s Hanoi! Teacher: What’s the matter? Can you explain… Spectator: Whoa! That’s… KoH: Come on out! Playmaker! Go: Hey! Guys! I’ve have some presents for you! Hey! Go: Hmm? Is there anyone here? Where did they all go? Kid: Yay! Go: Up until yesterday, I’m the only one those kids admire, but now, they’re watching Playmaker… (Opening Sequence) GO: Let’s do this! This is… This wind is…Speed Duel. AI: There’s a massive Data Storm stream up ahead. Please be careful. GO: Hmph! Who do you think I am? I’m GO Onizuka! GO: AAAAHHHHHHH! Go’s Manager: So, you’re doing it? GO: Yeah. The battlefield might have changed, but I’m still the Champion! Go’s Manager: The world treats Playmaker as the hero who saved Link VRAINS. GO: Hmph! Not for long, though! In Dueling, victories determine who’s in the right! Go’s Manager: That’s exactly it. It’s a winner-take-all world after all. Go’s Manager: There are people who say that your way of Dueling is outdated, but you don’t need to pay attention to them. GO: Yeah. GO: I want them to look at me again. GO: I’ll make them cheer for me again! Go’s Manager: The problem is whether he’ll Duel you or not. GO: Yeah…That’s true… Akira: Taking back Ignis has nothing to do with whether the Duel style is outdated or not… If there’s a Duelist that can take down Playmaker… GO: There is, all right. There’s no Duelist more fitting for this task than me! Akira: Mr. Onizuka! I didn’t expect you to come in person! Akira: May I ask what your business is? We should be able to fulfill whatever request you have. GO: No. I just want you to set up a battlefield between me and him in Link VRAINS. That’s all. The only thing I wish for is earning a title as the man who beats Playmaker. Akira: All right, then. I can certainly promise you that. Shoichi: Yusaku! You forgot something! Yusaku: Thanks. Ai: Ohhhhhh~ Yeah, a bit more to the right! Ai: Ah Ah! There, there! Oh no~! Roboppy: Please be quiet. Or my hands will slip. Ai: You clumsy bot! You sure are an idiot! Roboppy: That’s a forbidden word! (Yusaku comes home) Roboppy: Hmm? Ai: HEH?! Is the kid ditching school or what?! Ai: *Whistles* You’re home early again…Ah! Yusaku: We’re going to Link VRAINS. Ai: Heh?! What are you going there for?! Yusaku: A Knight of Hanoi showed up. Ai: Are you going to use me as hostage again? Ai: Oh? So, there was a secret room… Yusaku: Deck! Set! Into the VRAINS! Ai: WAAAAHHHH~ KoH: You’re finally here, Playmaker. Playmaker: Hmm? Ai: Did you sense something, Playmaker? Playmaker: He’s not a Knight of Hanoi. Ai: I think so, too. KoH: HAHAHAHAHA! I was allowed to use the Knight of Hanoi disguise to lure you out! GO: I am GO Onizuka! I’m a real hero, and I’m gonna expose you for the wannabe hero that you are! Ai: I’m looking up GO Onizuka. He’s an Entertainer who has conquered the Dueling world. He’s currently ranked as the number 1 Charisma Duelist. Playmaker: I’m not interested. Ai: ‘Kay. Ai: Be careful. That’s a program that prevents you from logging out of Link VRAINS. GO: You noticed, huh? This program will only deactivate if you win against me. Playmaker: Who asked you to do this? GO: I’m not obliged to tell that to a hacker like you. If I can prove that I am stronger than Playmaker, then that’s all that matters! Ai: He’s strong. Don’t let your guard down. Playmaker: I won’t lose. Shoichi: A program made by SOL Technologies, huh? Taking this thing out is my job. Ai: Catch the wind! Playmaker! SPEED DUEL! GO: I’m going first! It’s my turn! I’m summoning Gouki Suplex Rex from my hand! When Suplex Rex is summoned, I can Special Summon a Gouki from my hand. I’m summoning Gouki Twist Cobra! I end my turn. Ai: He’s putting on an Entertainer act! Playmaker: Well, I don’t care. I’ll defeat him with my Dueling! It’s my turn! I’m set one card face-down! Playmaker: When there’s no monsters on my Field, I can Special Summon this card! Come! Linkslayer! Then, I summon Cyberse Wizard! Spectator 1: GO Onizuka, huh? It’s about time we get a new hero, huh? Spectator 2: Oh, really? I really like how GO Onizuka can turn the tables despite being cornered in a Duel. Spectator 3: That Dueling style is just lame! It’s outdated! I’m betting it on my new hero! Playmaker! Spectator 3: Give GO Onizuka a beatdown! MC: All right! A Duel between the Charisma Duelist GO Onizuka and Link VRAINS’s new hero, Playmaker, has begun! Is GO Onizuka turning from babyface to heel? Or as GO Onizuka said, is he going to unmask the new hero of justice? Now, this is a Duel you don’t want to take your eyes off! Kid 1: Playmaker! Kid 2: You’re the hero who protected Link VRAINS! Kid 3: Good luck, Playmaker! Go’s Manager: They sure are excited, huh? Teacher: Even though Onizuka-kun has done so much for us… I’m sorry. Go’s Manager: Kids are honest. They’re supporting the cool hero who fights for justice. Teacher: Yeah… But if Onizuka-kun wins just like usual, they’ll support him again. Go’s Manager: GO Onizuka’s Dueling is called Entertainment Style. He makes his enemy seems stronger, and then crushes them all with overwhelming might. Go’s Manager: Perhaps his style will triumph, even if he’s up against Playmaker. Shoichi: Found it! So this is the program that’s locking them in there… This thing’s a pain… Even if I can deactivate it, it’ll take a while. I see. So, there’s a trick to it. If I create a loophole here… (COMMERCIAL: LINKS ARE AWESOME BUY THEM AND GIVE US YOUR MONEY) Ai: Huh? GO Onizuka sure is a baffling character. He purposely lets his opponent attack him and puts himself in danger. Playmaker: I couldn’t care less about that Dueling style. GO: HAHAHA! It’s a 2v2 brawl between the monsters, eh? It’s like a tag match in Pro Wrestling! Pro Wresting is like my specialty… GO: I’ll count from one to three, and I’ll definitely win! Playmaker: We’ll see about that. I’ll target Suplex Rex and activate Cyberse Wizard’s effect! I’m switching your monster to Defense Position! Cyberse Algorithm! GO: What?! Playmaker: During the turn I use this effect, I can only attack the targeted monster, but I can inflict piercing damage! Go! Linkslayer! GO: Gouki Suplex Rex’s DEF is zero! Playmaker: You’ll take damage equal to Linkslayer 2000 ATK! Meteor Slash! GO: AAAAAAAH! Ai: GO Onizuka volunteers at an orphanage, and also donates to it. Why is he doing that? Oh! He lived in that orphanage when he was a kid. Kid 1: He did it! Kid 2: Playmaker is so cool! Ai: He uses his Entertainment Dueling to earn money. He’s basically doing it for the kids’ future. Hmm-Hmm… Playmaker: He can use Gouki Twist Cobra’s effect to strengthen itself. If he does that, he’ll also be able to negate the battle. Ai: That’s true. He took the damage on purpose. Oh, I forgot to mention, but another gimmick of GO Onizuka is that he puts himself at a disadvantage to entertain the audience, but he has never lost. It looks like he’s going to lose, but then he’ll make a big comeback and get the audience hyped up. Teacher: Onizuka-kun… Go’s Manager: He’ll be fine, ma’am. Doing something like this is proof that he’s his usual self. Go’s Manager: He’ll show off his signature move soon. Kid 1: Big Bro Onizuka is already on his knees! Kid 2: Playmaker is going to win! MC: Oh! As expected of GO Onizuka! In Pro Wrestling, when both of your shoulders touch the mat, the referee will start tapping on the mat! Kid: All right! Let’s count to three, everyone! MC: 1! Kids: 1! MC: 2! Kids: 2! MC: thre— Oh, wait! GO Onizuka managed to lift his shoulders at count 2.9! GO: When Suplex Rex is sent from the Field to the Graveyard, I can activate its effect. I can add a Gouki card, except itself, from the deck to my hand. I’m adding Gouki Rising Scorpio to my hand! Playmaker: So that was just an act after all… He’s probably planning his next move. Ai: Still, he took damage and lost 2000 Life, didn’t he? Why would he let people attack him on purpose? Humans sure make illogical choices sometimes. Playmaker: Yeah. Sometimes, a person’s heart is shaken by irrational things. Ai: Eh? What do you mean? Playmaker: Even if I explain it, I’m sure you won’t understand. Ai: GAAAH! Now I’m mad! GO: Power…I’m going to put more power into my hand! GO: All right! Let’s get fired up! I activate my Skill, Fighting Spirit! Fighting Spirit Special Summons all Gouki monsters that were destroyed through battle in this turn! GO: It’s my turn! Draw! Due to the effect of Rising Scorpio, I can summon it from my hand without releasing! Ai: Whoa! He sure made a big comeback! Playmaker: No. He hasn’t showed his trump card yet. GO: Come forth! My very own circuit! MC: There it is! A jaw-dropping Link Summon! GO: Arrowheads confirmed! The summoning condition is two or more Gouki monsters! I’m setting Suplex Rex, Twist Cobra, and Rising Scorpio into three Link Markers! Circuit Combine! Link Summon! Show yourself! Link-3! Gouki the Great Ogre‎‎! Teacher: What’s going on? Go’s Manager: Gou’s Dueling is not just about winning, but also about satisfying the audience. That is his philosophy. Teacher: What’s going to happen next? Go’s Manager: Gou will soon take the lead in this Duel. Kid 1: You’re awesome, Big Bro Onizuka! Kid 2: You can do it, Big Bro Onizuka! Kid 3: Good luck, Big Bro Onizuka! Shoichi: Seems like GO Onizuka is a real entertainer, after all. I must hurry up and create a loophole, so that Yusaku can escape. GO: Hahaha! How was it? Did my Dueling get you hyped up? Ai: What are you gonna do, Playmaker? Akira: GO Onizuka. You must win and take Ignis back. GO: I activate the effects of the Gouki monsters that were sent from the Field to the Graveyard! I can add Gouki cards besides themselves from the deck to my hand. There’s more to come. As long as Great Ogre, all face-up monsters will lose ATK equal to the amount of their DEF. Take this! Ogre Pressure! Ai: Eh! He lowered their ATKs?! GO: From my hand, I activate the Magic Card, Gouki Rematch! I can Special Summon two Gouki monsters with different Levels from my Graveyard in Defense Position! Ai: Just when I thought he was only going to Link Summon, he decides to reinforce his defenses as well! Ai: I thought he was just some flashy entertainer, but he’s unexpectedly meticulous! Playmaker: No. That’s not his aim. Ai: Heh?! GO: I activate Twist Cobra’s effect! I release Rising Scorpio, allowing Great Ogre to gain its ATK until the end of the turn! Ai: If you take that attack head-on, it’ll be 3900 damage! You’ll be left with only 100 Life! Panic a bit, would you?! Akira: Hmm… Looks like this match is over. GO: Then, by sending Twist Cobra from my hand to the Graveyard, I can Special Summon Headbutt Bat! Due to Headbutt Bat’s effect, Great Ogre will gain 800 ATK until the end of the turn. Hahaha! This is my Finishing Hold!