#3rd year high schooler

[colorfulfoxengineer]

[inkymari]

Now hear me out, , , ,

[the-one-that-weeps]

Honestly I feel like the hate the current wxs events are getting for "being too boring" comes exclusively from the fact people only care about said unit. And also the fact you guys need to be spoon-fed angst because you use the characters solely as angst dolls but that's a conversation for another time.

"Wxs is so boring" okay. Check out vbs, they just achieved their #1 dream! Their story couldn't be more hype right now! Haruka just became mmj's manager! Don't even get me started on whatever the hell happened in Saki5! Cheer for them too!

The pjsk units were never meant to be enjoyed as individual pieces. We have 5 stories to follow for a reason. There's nothing bad about being a wxs oshi, there's nothing bad about wanting things to spice up a little but GIVE THEM A BREAK!

We've just gotten back from 3rd Anni. If you recall, Project Sekai's 1 year events weren't very action packed either. Give them a little breather before the pace picks up and try to enjoy it.

And please, cut the guys some slack. They're silly little high schoolers, they don't need to suffer every day for your indulgence. You have ao3 for that.

[guess-my-next-obsession]

Elementary, Chapter Nine:

pairing: pre-outbreak!joel miller x f!reader

rating: E (18+ ONLY, brief mention of death, public-ish hanky panky, oral (f!rec), unprotected piv, joel literally goes feral and is a very dirty boy, talks of planning a pregnancy/trying for a baby)

wc: 3.8k

series masterlist | joel masterlist

— June 3rd, 2003 —

The Hawaiian breeze was warm against your skin as you laid in the beach cabana, the curtains flowing in the wind giving you peeks of Joel and Sarah playing together in the shallow waters of the ocean.

You felt more content than you had all year, your first year teaching high schoolers turning out to be harder than you could’ve ever imagined. It was an even harder year for the Millers, Joel’s parents passing away last autumn after a bad bout of pneumonia went untreated.

Safe to say this vacation was desperately needed.

Joel’s freshly tanned and broad form strutted up to you from the water, a relaxed but mischievous smile on his face. Pulling the curtain open, he crawled onto the bed, the coolness of his wet swim trunks causing your skin to prickle as he crawled over your bikini-clad form.

“Come out and play,” he ordered in a husk as he leaned down to press a kiss to your jaw.

“But I’m so comfortable,” you argued with a content hum, your smile growing wider as Joel’s kisses turned to nibbles. “Don’t you dare try to start something right now. Sarah’s right there.”

“Not for long, Tommy’s comin’ to take her for their snorkelin’ lesson.” His lips continued south, pressing against your pulse. “Besides, once I close these curtains, no one can see shit.”

“Joel Miller—“

He repeated your name in the same tone, lifting his head so that he could grin at you.

“Dad, I’m going with Tommy!” Sarah called out from down the beach. Joel pressed a kiss on your cheek before crawling out of the cabana to see his daughter off. He gave Tommy a wave before crawling back into the cabana, this time zipping the curtains shut.

“Joel, I’m not going to fuck you out here—“

“Who said anything about fuckin’?” He gave you a mischievous grin and rested himself between your thighs, throwing your legs over his shoulders as his nose swiped up and down your bikini-covered center. “Just wanna taste you, baby.”

“But…what if we get caught?” Your resolve was crumbling with each swipe of his nose, your legs spreading even wider to welcome him.

“Just be quiet. Nobody’ll know a thing.” His eyes met yours as he brought a finger to your seam, silently asking for permission to continue. With a nod of your head and a bitten smile, you watched him pull your bikini to the side, his eyes lowering to take in the sight of your cunt. “God,” he moaned, licking a broad stripe from your entrance to your clit. “Been thinkin’ about spreadin’ you open like this ever since you stepped out in this goddamn bikini earlier.”

You silenced your moan by turning your head into your pillow, one hand clutching it to keep it over your mouth while the other rested on his head, keeping his mouth as close to your cunt as you could get him.

“Tastes so fuckin’ good, baby,” he groaned against your pussy as he came up for air, using the opportunity to slide one of his thick, skillful fingers into your heat before adding another. “That’s so goddamn pretty. Fuck. Need to get you back to the room so I can fuck you with my cock instead of my fingers.”

A sharp whine sounded through the muffled cushion of the pillow pressed to your face, Joel’s smile proud as he returned his mouth to your clit, lapping and swirling over the swollen bud before sucking it into his mouth.

“You’re doin’ so good,” he praised, hardly lifting his mouth away from you to speak. “Gonna make you cum and then I’m gonna take you back to the room and do it again.”

“Joel,” you managed, pulling the pillow away from your face so that you could watch him as your climax threatened to dawn. He hummed against you as he sucked your clit into his mouth, pulsing against it just how you liked until your walls started to squeeze his fingers. “Joel, I’m—“

“I know,” he rasped, kissing your clit as his fingers pumped you through your high, your thighs shaking as they squeezed shut around his head. “So good. Fuck.”

It was as if adjusting your bikini to cover you up again physically pained him, the low, rumbling groan slipping from his lips doing little to calm your excitement.

“Come on—” He helped you sit up before unzipping the curtain. Joel stepped out first and adjusted the growing tent in his trunks before giving you a helping hand onto the sand. He quickly grabbed your beach bag and slung it over his shoulder before finding your hand again, this time clasping them together. “I wonder how much time we got left.”

“Maybe we should hurry,” you suggested with a smirk. Joel gave your hand a squeeze before the two of you took off through the resort, weaving through people and bushes to find the quickest way back to your room, giggles spilling freely into the air right up until he pinned you against the door of your shared room. His lips traveled from your own down your neck, his hands copping a feel of whatever bit of he could find, and with your barely there swimsuit, he could find quite a bit.

“Joel, baby—“ You giggled at his eagerness, but the people walking by didn’t seem to enjoy it as much. “Maybe we should go inside.”

“Right,” he whispered, sounding almost high on you. Taking the key card out, Joel unlocked your hotel room, Sarah’s right next to it with an adjoining door on the inside. Joel made sure to lock that door while you untied the strings of your bikini and jumped onto the plush, white duvet. Joel was grinning from ear to ear, those dimples you loved so much coming out just for you as he leapt onto the bed behind you, very nearly breaking it. “Maybe I’m too big to be jumpin’ onto beds anymore.”

“Yeah, maybe.” You laughed again as his greedy hands found your hips, flipping you over onto your stomach. You instinctively propped yourself up on your knees, keeping your face chest against the pillows as you batted your eyes and smiled at him from over your shoulder. Joel swiped over his bottom lip as he watched you shake your ass for him, his eyes glued to the jiggle. He quickly shedded his swim trunks and found his place behind you, his cock nearly purple and leaking from how worked up you’d gotten him.

“Now that’s a view,” he mumbled as he pumped his cock against your heat. He bit down on his bottom lip as he swiped the weeping head up and down your slit, coating it thoroughly in your slick before daring to try and slide in.

“Mm,” you hummed at the familiar teasing of his cock dipping shallowly in and out of your heat to get you ready.

“Baby, god,” Joel let out a strangled groan as he slipped in an inch more, his head falling back for a second before he regained his composure. “I’m not gonna last.”

“Then don’t,” you purred. “You already made me cum. Now I just want to feel you cum…inside me.”

“Jesus, woman.” Joel’s brows furrowed as he slipped all the way into your cunt, your walls sucking him in greedily in a show of appreciation for his talented tongue’s work. Joel’s hands gripped the flesh of your ass as he started slowly, but quickly gathered his pace, fucking into you like you were a toy made for his pleasure.

The thought of him using you like this just to cum inside you may have set feminism back a few years, but you didn’t care. It drove you wild seeing him lost in his pleasure, his sweet whimpers and moans filling the room along with your own, though you tried to keep them softer than usual to properly relish in the sounds he was making.

“God baby,” he groaned, strangled and wrecked, his hands squeezing your hips so hard you worried you’d have to hide your bruises for the rest of the trip. “I want you to cum with me. I need it, baby. Touch yourself.”

“Mm, don’t know if I can again,” you warned, but obeyed anyway.

Your clit still tingled from the orgasm he’d just given you fifteen or so minutes prior, and given the fact that for the last three days of the trip Joel had made it his personal mission to fuck you senseless each and every time you were given a minute alone, you weren’t sure you had any orgasms left.

“Baby, I want you to just use me—“ Your demand elicited a choked cry from Joel, his hips snapping against your ass so hard it stung your skin. “Use me. Cum inside me…and if we still have time, I’ll let you clean it up—“

“Fuck!” Joel’s thrusts slowed to a halt as he came inside you, his chest heaving, his moans turning to whines and then content hums. His cock throbbed inside of you, twitching every time you intentionally squeezed his length with your walls.

Slipping out of you faster than usual, you gasped as Joel practically threw you over onto the other side of the king mattress, your back falling against the pillows with a puff. Before you had time to gather what he was up to, Joel was already between your legs, cleaning up the mess he made.

Your brows furrowed as you watched him work, his eyes locked on yours as he swiped his messy and pleasure coated tongue over your clit, swirling in round and round and round until that familiar knot began to tighten in the pit of your belly. Clutching the blanket on both sides of your hips, you let out a choked cry, your climax hitting you like a freight train the moment he started to slurp against your slick.

“Jesus Christ, Joel, fuck!”

He didn’t relent, his pupils blown out as he continued to lap at you to the point of overstimulation. He looked beyond high, beyond drunk—he looked crazed. You weren’t sure you’d ever been so turned on before.

“Come here,” you demanded, tugging him up to your lips. Joel moaned as he shared your taste with you, his tongue sliding against yours, neither attempting to claim dominance. You felt him fisting his cock as he rested between your thighs, surprisingly managing to get it hard again even though it had only been less than ten minutes since he last came. Pressing your forehead to his, you watched as he swiped his tip up and down your slippery wet cunt. “You gonna fuck me again? Huh? Gonna fill me up?”

“Yeah,” he whimpered and sank deep into you with no friction, his cum easing his entry. “So goddamn good. Wanna stay here forever—“

“Knock, knock!” Tommy entered the room without much care, apparently possessing the spare room card that you thought went missing.

“Tom—goddamnit—get out!” Joel hurried to cover your bodies with the blanket as best as he could as he cursed his brother out. “Give us a goddamn second!”

You covered your mouth to hush your laughter as Tommy bolted out of the room, Joel’s face now red with embarrassment as he hovered over you.

“It’s not funny,” he scolded, but his laughter quickly joined yours.

“It’s a little funny.”

“Good thing it was him and not Sarah. Woulda scarred her for life.”

“Would’ve scarred me for life,” you added, tapping his chest to get him off of you. Joel obliged, pulling out of you with a hiss, his cock already fully flaccid from the unexpected entry of his brother. Laying back against the bed, he allowed himself to catch his breath.

“I was just gettin’ started,” he lamented, making you laugh again.

“I swear…I think you’re on a mission to knock me up on this trip,” you joked as you walked into the bathroom to quickly shower off the sex. Joel was quick to follow you, hopping in right behind you, and surprisingly behaved himself.

The two of you bathed and dressed for dinner in comfortable silence, your lust satiated for now, though you were sure once Sarah went to bed that you’d be right back at it.

“How have you been feelin’ since comin’ off your birth control?” Joel asked as he buttoned his shirt.

“Honestly, better than I’ve felt in a while. The first month was a lot of crying, remember?” You chuckled at the memory of your hormonal state as you slipped into your sundress. “But after that, it’s been smooth sailing. Besides the whole still not pregnant after four months of trying thing.”

Joel stepped behind you as you slid your sandals on, hugging your waist and resting his face against your shoulder.

“It’ll happen when it’s supposed to,” he mumbled, giving you a squeeze. “There’s no hurry.”

“Says the man who’ll be able to crank out kids until he’s 80,” you countered, spinning around in his arms to smile at him. “I know I still have a good amount of time before I should start worrying, but…I’m impatient. I want a little you running around. Like…right fucking now.”

Joel laughed and clasped his hands around the small of your back.

“Sweetheart, I promise you, one way or another we’re havin’ a baby. Alright?” You nodded. “For now, let’s tend to the two we got.”

The summer air warmed you up as soon as you stepped out of the well air-conditioned hotel room, Tommy and Sarah throwing a frisbee in the grassy courtyard. When his brother caught sight of the two of you, he let out a whistle, turning Joel’s cheeks red while you simply whistled back.

“Maybe you should learn how to use the deadbolt,” Tommy snarked as the two of you crossed through the grass to meet them.

“Maybe you should learn how to knock,” you countered with a smirk and a raised brow, earning a laugh from both Miller boys.

“Ew,” Sarah cringed. “I don’t even want to know what you’re talking about.”

“Oh, I walked in on your dad—“

“Tommy,” Joel interrupted sternly.

“Thanks,” Sarah breathed out in relief.

“Oh, someone’s totally getting proposed to later,” Sarah spoke up at dinner, pointing across the beach at a man setting up candles and flowers on the sand.

“How sweet!” You beamed, the love you felt for Joel turning you mushy. “And it’s not embarrassingly public, either. Well done, stranger.”

Joel cleared his throat and pointed his fork towards Tommy.

“How was snorkelin’?”

“Good, didn’t go too deep, but—“

“Uncle Tommy fell in love with the instructor,” Sarah interjected with a smug smirk pointed towards you and her father.

“I did not,” he argued, but his pink cheeks gave him away.

“Aw,” Joel cooed mockingly, earning a napkin thrown his way. “Hey, I’m just congratulatin’ you on finally settlin’ down.”

“Ha-ha.” Tommy rolled his eyes and looked off to the side while Sarah leaned in to whisper to you.

“He asked for her number but she shot him down.” You gasped and looked at Tommy who was already looking at the two of you. “Said she didn’t like country boys.”

“I told you to keep it a secret,” Tommy playfully scolded his niece, poking at her side. While they went back and forth, your gaze wandered to Joel sitting beside you, his head turned to watch the man setting up the proposal scene down the beach.

“You gonna do something like that for me when it’s time?” you asked, bumping his shoulder with yours. Joel quickly snapped his attention to you, managing a half-smile before reaching for his beer and taking a big gulp. “Joel, I was kidding. You know you don’t have to even propose, I’m fine just the way we are.”

“Yeah, I know,” he nodded, though his tone wasn’t believable, his eyes not even meeting yours. “Hey, what do y’all think about hikin’ that mountain tomorrow? The one with the volcano tube thing.”

“Na-somethin’?” Tommy looked to Sarah and she shrugged.

“Nahuku, I think,” you spoke up, though you were only half invested in the conversation, Joel’s reaction to your joke about marriage not sitting well with you.

“Yeah—“ Joel nodded, still avoiding looking over at you. “That’s it. What d’ya think, baby girl? Sound like fun?”

“Yeah,” Sarah nodded, but was seemingly much more intuitive than the men beside you, her observant eyes glued to the way you pushed around the remainder of your food. Clearing her throat, she looked to her father who was busy bouncing his knee and watching the set-up again. “Dad.”

“What?” He turned to her, watching as she tilted her head towards your gloomy state. Though it went unseen by you, for eyes fixed on the broccoli you didn’t eat, Joel mouthed to his daughter, “I’m tryin’ to make sure they don’t mess it up.”

She mouthed back, “Well, you’re messing it up.”

Watching the exchange, Tommy shook his head and chuckled.

“Hey, why don’t you and I go to the pool before it closes?” he suggested, throwing his brother a bone.

“Yeah! That sounds perfect. Give these two lovebirds some privacy.” You felt her kick her father’s shin from beneath the table, Joel’s knee rattling the plates sitting on top of it as he hissed at the pain.

You watched the two of them go off before turning to Joel, finding him already looking at you with a strange smile, one you’d never seen before.

“Wanna go for a little walk?” he asked, nudging his chin toward the shore. You let out a confused huff of a chuckle and shrugged, placing your napkin on top of your plate and stretching while he took care of the bill.

Down by the beach, the sun had just set, the world now a pretty shade of navy blue as you walked hand in hand with your lover down the shore, your shoes in your free hand to relish in the feel of the cool, wet sand. “So…”

“So,” you repeated, looking at him with an intrigued smile. “Why are you being so weird? I’ve never seen you like this. Is it really because I brought up marriage?”

“No,” he shook his head, chuckling as he stared down at his feet.

“Then what is it?” Joel stopped you, dropping your hand so that he could get a good look of you in the moonlight, the ocean your background. Behind him, you watched as the candles were lit, the shape they were arranged in now clearly a heart. With a cheeky grin, he slipped his hand in yours and started to walk backwards towards the set-up, your brows furrowing for a moment before it dawned on you. Freezing just short of the candles and flowers, you let go of his hand to cover your mouth. “You’re kidding.”

“No,” he assured, those dimples you so dearly loved coming out again as he stepped into the center of the heart. You followed, carefully hiking up the hem of your dress so that they didn’t catch on the flames. Bending down onto his knee, he reached into the pocket of his jeans and tugged out a small, velvet box with gold trimming, your eyes unable to decide on what to watch—him or the shining diamond ring he just unveiled. “When I showed up late to that conference three years, three months, and three days ago, I had no idea I was makin’ the love of my life wait. But the minute you opened your mouth—that quick mouth that I can always count on to tell me the truth, to make me laugh, to make me…” He gave you an eyebrow raise rather than finish his sentence. “I knew I never wanted to keep you waitin’ again. I’m sorry it took so long, baby, but I promise, I would’ve proposed to you after our first fuckin’ date if I had enough cash saved up to pay for this goddamn ring.” You laughed through your tears, your hands still resting over your mouth as you watched him fight off his own tears. “I love you. I love everything about you. The way you treat people, the way you treat me, the way you treat my daughter. You’ve been there for me through so much. I…I couldn’t have gotten through my parent’s death if it weren’t for you helpin’ to take care of Sarah when I couldn’t even get outta bed. You are…an extraordinary woman, and I am so goddamn lucky to be sittin’ here on my busted ole knees, asking you to be my wife. So…will ya?”

You blubbered like a baby as you nodded, tugging him up to pull him into the tightest hug he’d ever received. Kissing him through your tears, you found that he was crying too. Smoothing over his cheeks, you pulled away and looked down at the massive stone on the ring.

“Jesus Christ.” Both of you laughed at the sheer size of the diamond. “I would’ve been happy with a ring pop!”

“Well, I’ll just go return it then—“ You interrupted his teasing with a kiss, your arms crossed behind his neck while he hugged your waist. “So, this is a yes, I take it?”

“It’s a fuck yes.” Joel let out a chuckle and picked up the ring with a trembling hand, sliding it onto your finger before bringing it up to his lips to kiss it. “That’s why you were so nervous at dinner?”

“Yeah,” he breathed out a chuckle before reaching down to pick up one of the bouquets, handing it to you with a boyish smile.

“This was…perfect, baby. Thank you,” you kissed him one more time before remembering the two you’d come on the trip with. “I just wish Sarah was here.”

“Surprise!” Sarah popped out from the small crowd that had gathered to watch the proposal, Tommy wearing a content smile as he walked over, waving a camera at you.

“God,” you exhaled, feeling another wave of tears dawn. “I’m gonna be crying like a baby all night.”

“Well, I thought maybe we’d finish what we started earlier,” Joel mumbled into your ear, making your skin pimple with pleasant chills. You nudged his side with your elbow and gave him a wink before Joel helped you out of the heart-shaped candle ring, the man that had been setting it up immediately going to take it down.

“Well, they certainly don’t waste any time, do they?”

“That’s alright,” Joel assured, hugging you into his side as he walked with you and the rest of his family back up to the resort. “I’m in a hurry, too.”

“What about Sarah?” you whispered, eying the fourteen year old as she raced with her uncle in the grass, both of them clearly not going to bed anytime soon.

“Paid Tommy a hundred bucks to keep her in his room tonight.” He smirked down at you before leaning in to whisper in your ear. “You can scream my name as loud as you want tonight, baby.”

“I don’t know, maybe you’ll be screaming mine.”

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[project-sekai-facts]

How old are the Virtual Singers?

Depends on the Sekai. Like with vocaloid music every version is a different interpretation of the character with different personality/age/etc.

In School Sekai they’re all high schoolers. The Kagamines are 1st years (16), Miku is a 2nd year (17), and Kaito, Meiko, and Luka are 3rd years (18). You can work it out based on how they and Leoneed refer to each other.

In Stage Sekai their ages are more vague, but again Kaito/Meiko/Luka are meant to be a bit older. The ages in this Sekai probably range from teens-20s.

In Street Sekai again Kaito/Meiko/Luka are older, but seem older than in the other Sekai, especially since Meiko is based off of Ken who is in his 40s (I’m not saying she’s exactly his age, but she acts as a motherly figure to VBS a lot of the time). Miku is treated as the same age range as VBS based on how they refer to her, and the Kagamines act a bit younger, so they’re probably close-ish to their official age of 14.

Wonderland Sekai is also pretty vague. Kaito says he thinks Miku is younger than Emu (16 at the time), and Emu refers to Kaito as an older brother figure and Meiko and Luka as older sister figures (on JP she calls them Kaito-onii-san and Meiko/Luka-onee-san), but that’s about it.

Empty Sekai is probably the most vague. Len acts younger in this Sekai and the artists dress him in younger-looking clothes in cards on purpose. Miku is derived a bit from Mafuyu, and was created as an emotional support for her, so she’s probably somewhere around her age (though I think she could be read as younger as well). I read Kaito/Meiko/Luka as a bit older again but I think it depends on the person tbh.

Ultimately aside from School Sekai you can’t pinpoint their exact ages and it’s entirely up to interpretation.

[imdead770]

I love the one you did for Steve, could you do a best friends to lovers for Johnny too?

Johnny Cade x Reader - Childhood Friends

Authors Note - Why are there so many requests for childhood friends?? Not complaining though, keep requesting Enjoy!

▪︎ I think Johnny was pretty shy as a kid

▪︎ Didn't raise his hand, rarely spoke, the one kid teachers would say to 'talk louder' when he read to the class

▪︎ You met whenever the teacher rearranged the seating chart in 3rd grade

▪︎ You were either

A) Super social

Or

B) Just like him

▪︎ If you're super social it worked out flawlessly

▪︎ You answered questions for Johnny

"Can you answer this one, Johnny?"

"..27.5..?"

"What was that?"

"Oh, he said 27.5. He's right."

▪︎ Probably got you in trouble a few times

▪︎ "I'm the teacher of this class!"

▪︎ "Let him talk for himself!"

▪︎ He was eternally grateful for it, though

▪︎ You helped him come out of his shell

▪︎ If you were quiet you two would have an unspoken bond

▪︎ Like you barely talk but you're best friends

▪︎ You have the same problems as him so he relates to you

▪︎ Either way, you two bonded

▪︎ By middle school you were still helping him out

▪︎ I think by now he had the gang

▪︎ But say the gang was off doing their own thing, you'd bring him into your friend group

▪︎ Again, eternally grateful

▪︎ Another thing he's grateful for, you always stood up for him to the socs

▪︎ Whether you're a soc or a grease, you always told them to fuck off

▪︎ You beat some girls ass some time because she called Johnny a pathetic quiet kid with no friends

▪︎ She had to get nose surgery

▪︎ 💀

▪︎ You tell him all the gossip (if you're into that)

▪︎ Like he has blackmail on everyone because of you

▪︎ By high-school he still looks like a middle schooler

▪︎ He's kind of jealous of how you matured so fast

▪︎ Like here he is looking like a 13 year old

▪︎ You're over here looking like you could be on the cover of vogue

▪︎ You helped him see he's lucky, though

"Johnny, when we're 70 years old, I'm gonna look like a pile of ashes and you're gonna like 20."

▪︎ You would've said 'plus you look cute', but you didn't want to ruin the friendship

▪︎ He comes to your house instead of the lot

▪︎ Sometthing about you comforts him

▪︎ Maybe because you're the only one in his life who can calm him down

▪︎ Remember that one time he got jumped?

▪︎ Once he got found by the gang he immediately wanted you

▪︎ He knows the gang couldn't comfort him

▪︎ Sure they'd try, but you could help him

▪︎ Two-Bit hauled him on over to your place

"Heyy, Tw-.. Johnny, what the fuck..?"

▪︎ Even though the gang was really worried they couldn't help but give each other the look

▪︎ The 'ooh she likes him too' look

▪︎ Only for a second though, the next they were helping you patch him up

▪︎ You were holding him, trying to calm him down

▪︎ Which surprisingly somewhat worked

▪︎ He wasn't trembling anymore, just a bit shaky

▪︎ Now that he looks back on it that's the moment he fell head over heels for you

▪︎ Nobody's ever cared for him like that

▪︎ Not Dal, not the gang, not his parents

▪︎ Nobody could calm him down like that

▪︎ He was way more grateful than he was in 3rd grade

▪︎ Now that the jumping has passed

▪︎ He's a bit more awkward around you

▪︎ Just a bit

▪︎ Cause he's literally in love with you

▪︎ And you're like

'Shit, was I too clingy? God, he hates me'

▪︎ Completely clueless he's liked you since you first stood up for him in elementary

▪︎ I don't think Johnny would ever tell you

▪︎ He can't do feelings, he's been hurt too much

▪︎ Eventually Dal has had enough of it

▪︎ Sometime he finally remembers to talk to you

"Listin', ya gawta tell Johnny cake 'bout you crush. Neither of ya' are slick, get it ova' wit."

▪︎ Accurate New York accent right there

▪︎ I think, I don't know

▪︎ Anyways, back on topic

▪︎ I'm going with the social character here

▪︎ Sorry introverts

▪︎ Eventually you finally get the guts to tell him

▪︎ It's one of the nights you're in your room together, casually sitting together, talking

▪︎ He's mid sentence, but if you wait you'll loose your sudden burst of confidence

"Hey, Johnnycake?"

"So-... Yeah?"

"Yknow I care for you a lot, yeah?"

▪︎ He's already blushing

"Uh.. yeah"

"What if I said I like you?"

▪︎ Pure silence

▪︎ He's blushing his ass off

▪︎ Eventually he gets out the words stuck in his throat

"Like.. like like?"

"Yeah.. like that."

▪︎ Couldn't even speak

▪︎ He's too flustered

▪︎ But at the same time he's super happy

▪︎ But it's still awkward

".. I like ya' too."

"Yeah?"

"..Yeah."

▪︎ It didn't end with some romantic kiss, he's not ready for that

▪︎ You both just smiled at each other

"Mkay.. so, what were you saying about Steve?"

▪︎ He's still blushing, processing

▪︎ Smiling.

"I got no idea."

[jaemna]

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— PROFILES !

— Y/N ! 2nd year ravenclaw at neo culture institute of witchcraft and wizardry. head of the school’s astronomy club with renjun. chaser on the ravenclaw quidditch team. known donghyuck, renjun, and jaemin since her first year when ravenclaws had classes with slytherins, and they were all paired together for a herbology project.

— DONGHYUCK ! 2nd year slytherin at nciww. seeker on the slytherin quidditch team. hates all houses but his own, but especially gryffindor. jisung’s older cousin. has a one sided rivalry with mark but secretly really admires him.

— RENJUN ! 2nd year ravenclaw at nciww. second in charge of the astronomy club. keeps to himself a lot. yn’s first friend at nciww being in the same house, and really appreciates the contrast between her and donghyuck, who in reality, doesn’t even know how he became friends with in the first place.

— JAEMIN ! 2nd year slytherin at nciww. singlehandedly turning around the slytherin house’s bad reputation with no thanks to donghyuck. best friends with jeno, attached at the hip with him since they were basically born. cat dad of three babies, even though he’s only supposed to have one.

— JISUNG ! 1st year hufflepuff at nciww. donghyuck’s younger cousin. chenle’s best friend; like jaemin and jeno they’ve known each other since early childhood. can sometimes come off as standoffish because he’s shy. used to tag along to chenle’s quidditch lessons, but never participated due to the fact he’s extremely clumsy on a broomstick.

— CHENLE ! 1st year gryffindor at nciww. jisung’s best friend. knows everything about everyone despite it being his first year. paid mark and jeno to train him as a high schooler to be a beater on the gryffindor quidditch team his first year. benched nine times out of ten anyway.

— JENO ! 2nd year hufflepuff at nciww. junior quidditch coach with mark. keeper on the hufflepuff quidditch team. people don’t believe he’s a hufflepuff at first because he can look scary, but they get it as soon as he smiles. jaemin’s best friend.

— MARK ! 3rd year gryffindor at nciww. junior quidditch coach with jeno. captain of the gryffindor quidditch team and head boy of gryffindor house. very popular but would deny it if asked; extremely talented in every area yet very humble and sweet. completely oblivious to donghyuck’s yearning.

— Y/N AND JISUNG’S PRIVS !

masterlist — prolouge

[liillyliilly]

im fine i say. im fine. im just thinking about middle schooler and high schooler kita shinsuke who didn't get a jersey. he didn't have a jersey until his 3rd year and final year of high school. and he was also named captain the same time he got his first jersey. im just thinking about how he cried when he had earned his place because the coaches saw his continued, dedicated, loving focus and care for volleyball. im fine.

[thehyperfixationspeedrunner]

HIIIIIIIIIII WE HAVENT TALKED IN A WHILE HRU

WHICH HYPERFIXATION ARE YOU ON NOW HUH 👀

AND WOULD YOU REC?

HIIIIIII, I FINISHED HIGH SCHOOL YESTERDAY AND I'M IN EXAMS SEASON SO I'M NOT DOING GREAT, HRU???

Girl, you just opened a big bag of worms cause this hyperfixation has taken over the other like 4 that were in my mind at the same time (one of them since January).

There are just a few things I have to warn you about the show before I throw my words at you: there is blood and violence, they do not shy from that; there is physical abuse mentioned and shown (although it's just shown in one scene, if that's the only thing bothering you but you wanna watch I can tell you when to skip); there is cursing, nothing major just what a high schooler would normally curse; abusive relationships and bullies are subjects that are heavily spoken about; death, don't know if that's a trigger but better safe that sorry and I'm pretty sure that's it

First, I have to ask you two questions:

Do you like supernatural stuff?

Do you like gays?

If the answer to both of them is yes, then you need to watch dead boy detectives. It's a series about two ghosts (Edwin Payne- "the brains", spent 70 years in hell, sassy little bitch, from London 1916 and speaks like it, gay, a fucking nerd, somehow everyone is in love with him except his crush (more like the crush doesn't know that he is in love with him, but whatever), so much trauma it's insane, tumblr's favourite; Charles Rowland- said crush, "the brawns", so bisexual but doesn't know it yet, do you know that character that is so charismatic and funny but actually has so much fucking trauma? That's him, daddy issues (because of abuse), from 1989, has a magical bag, so fucking british, so fucking protective of his friends it's insaneee like he will kill someone for them) and these two ghosts are detectives and solve cases to ghosts so they can move on to the afterlife.

This show is so fucking well written, you have no idea, like Charles and Edwin's relationship is so unique, because even though there is a romantic subtext they are best friends before eveything and they know eachother so well it's so rare to see such good friendship where they are so open with eachother in media specially between men (also their ship name is painland, if that's not enough reason to watch the show idk what is).

Another great example of the amazing writing is that characters like Charles normally have their trauma super overlooked, but in this show his trauma is treated so well, there is still a lot to work from it (reason 484837 why I need a season 2) but the other characters actually see his trauma and acknowledge it, it's so fucking satisfying to me because these type of characters are always my favourites but they always have that lack of development (I sometimes confuse between my mutuals who likes what but I'm pretty sure you have read hoo so you know Leo Valdez? Yeah, that's what I'm talking about).

Speaking of development, they do not leave characters behind. There is this character called Niko Sasaki, who is this girl who loves anime and loves love and is always so positive and so sweet and always thinking of others. Now, when someone describes this type of character, my first reaction is "oh, so she's just the comedic relief who is going to have a shallow ass personality" (no shade to that type of characters, shade to the writers who leave them behind), BUT SHE'S NOT. She also has her traumas (dead dad, literally almost dies, more shit that I don't wanna spoil) and they acknowledge it and they develop her. She may not be one of the main focuses of season 1 (I'm pretty sure if we get a season 2, she's gonna have more screen time because of... [spoilers]) but she still has some character development, in the 3rd episode they are solving a pretty brutal case and she says that she doesn't want to be part of it because she litterally almost died the previous week and it's totally okay, she stays at home watching scooby doo and eating noodles, again so fucking satisfying.

Since we're talking about Niko, I have to talk about the dynamics of this show because OMG THE DYNAMICS OF THIS SHOW. Like, you look at the way I described Niko and the way I described the boys and you would think that they would focus on Niko and Charles relationship, right? The two charismatic kids, makes sense. Wrong, it's actually Niko and Edwin's. At first, you're like "you're gonna pair Mr. Horrible at relationships with other people and hates physical touch with Ms. Loves love and hugs fucking everyone?" BUY IT WORKS, IT WORKS SO GODDAMN WELL, IT'S INSANE, they easily became my favourite dynamic of all times, it's so fucking good. Actually, Charles and Niko is the only dynamic that isn't really developed in this show (which is a crime honestly, how could they).

Another thing is that there is one (1) antagonist out of four who isn't likeable. And that fucker is litterally Crystal's abusive demon ex (I've realised now that I haven't talked about my queen yet, she's a bitch, she's a physic, she's fucking badass, she doesn't know who she is until the 8th episode (not in a philosophical way, she litterally loses her memory) and her dynamic with Edwin is fucking hilarious, it's an on going competion of who gets to be the bitcher). There is a witch who is immortal, kidnaps young girls to feed to her snake and has an obsession with getting revenge on the boys and Crystal (they hadn't met Niko when they confronted her for the first time), but she serves cunt everytime she's on screen and she's so hilarious, you love to hate her and deep down you also love her. There is a cat king who is the reason Crystal, Edwin and Charles get stuck in the town they spend the season (they live in London, the town is somewhere on the US coast, technically it's just Edwin who is stuck, but they're all ride or die) all because he wants to fuck Edwin but Edwin doesn't, but his hilarious and annoying in a funny way and a loser and a simp. There is a woman from the afterlife office who spends the whole season trying to catch the boys (who are running away from death, it's a whole thing), fails and ends up stuck with them, I just got mad at her when she interrupted a love confession, but we got it later so it's fine. Then there's David the demon (yes, that's his name, yes, that's hilarious) who is Crystal's abusive ex, is able to get inside her mind whenever he wants and is just so fucking annoying (but is such a great simbol of abusive relationships and how much they scare you even after it's over).

Also, no one, and I mean no one, in this fucking show is straight, whether it is confirmed or not it doesn't matter (although 4 of the nine recurent characters are canonically queer).

Don't know if you heard about it, but this is from the same universe as the show The Sandman and there are two cameos in this show (both Death and Despair get a scene).

There are two things that weren't perfect in this show: the fact that Charles and Niko got one (1) scene together (fucking crime) and the CGI, not that it's all bad it's just they focused on the more visual scenes that make you go uuhh and aaahhh but there is a roof where they sometimes talk where the CGI is so bad, but it's just background shit, do not decide not to watch because of it the only scenes like that are the roof scenes and a scene in the forest (again, background shit).

I did just spend around an hour writing all of this, you are not gonna read this whole ass essay, but just watch the show, it's on illegal sites Netflix (although if you have Netflix, put it, even if it's just background noise, we need the views, this is Netflix and a not that cheap queer show we're talking about)

[cecexsblog]

Cold Seat | L.Hughes

Warnings: none again. Fluff asf

Pairing: Luke Hughes x fem!reader

a/n: lowkey a blurb. This is basically based in a high school setting more then anything. Specifically my high school. The whole Friday night hockey games where all the high schoolers sit at the very end of the bleachers that only take up one side of the ice. When the girls only go to hang with their friends (watch their crushes play and find them on the hockey website then add their snaps) yeah that’s how this writing piece is working. Except Luke is actually into you and not just some typical hockey boy. You aren’t official but it’s still fun for you to sit in the freezing cold for 2hrs then take a photo with him after:) Can you tell I’m speaking from personal experience?

Tonight the U18 team had their final game in which determined who won the finals. My whole high school was going. The whole town usually takes up every seat in the stands but always leaving room for the high schoolers at the end of the bleachers. Me and my friend f/n had gotten there early to grab seats, the rest of our friends not far behind us. It was just me, her and couple other students sitting down when warm up started. The most entertaining part of the game. Luke was the star player in my little home town so as soon as he stepped out everyone cheered. He didn’t pay attention to it though, he just went on with his warm up and began shooting pucks and skating in random circles.

“He’s not even the best on the team” a girl behind me says.

I choose to ignore her. The thing is Luke was actually the best in his division, he had so many offers for elsewhere but he really just wanted to stay in his home town and play with his friends.

“Please stand for the national anthem” I hear the announcer say. The announcer being Mama Hughes. Everyone stands, the boys lined up on the blue lines with their helmets off. Luke’s curly hair already sweaty from warm up. He looked down at his skates.

The game started. Luke at face off starting the game of right with a pass to one of his team mates. Nearing the end of the first period the score was still 0-0. That was until Luke made a shot and got it in. The crowd went crazy, he did a stupid bow and his teammates rushed over to him. They all hugged by the glass in front of me. He looks over his shoulder at me and gives me the cheesiest smile. I smile back. I hear the girl behind me scoff.

~

Near the end of the 3rd period we were tied with the other team at 5-5. Everyone knew if we lost this game we were just second place. There was 10 seconds left in the 3rd and everyone was nailed biting, sure over time was fine but it’s not the best. All of a sudden Luke is shooting down the ice making a break away and pulls his stick back making a wrist shot. The puck flies straight down the ice and right past the goalies glove into the net right as the buzzer goes. The arena goes wild. I look across the ice to see all the boys jumping over boards and onto the ice to congratulate the team. Me and all the other students are all screaming, I’m hugging my friends with tears in my eyes. I look down the bleachers towards the penalty boxes and the announcers boxes, I see Ellen waving me over. As soon as step in the box she gives me a big hug.

“They won!” She screams.

“I know!!!” I scream back. “Now we don’t have to deal with Luke’s cranky butt all night”

“Exactly what I thought!” She exclaims.

I look at the ice and notice all the stick, helmets, and gloves scattered across the ice as the boys continue congratulating each other. Mr. Hughes giving Luke a tight hug. Since it was Luke’s senior year the moment was bitter sweet. A bored member brings the banner out to the team and they take a big photo.

“Would Luke Hughes, number 43, please make his way to the penalty box” I hear over the intercom. I look at Ellen who’s speaking into the mic. She shoots me a smile. “There’s someone very special over here who wants to see you”

Ellen opens the gate for me to step on the ice. Luke skating full speed towards me. He picks me up and spins me around while still on the ice.

“Guess what!” He says to me.

“What?!”

“We won!” He says, again with a big cheesy smile.

“I know!” I say with a squeaky voice.

He leans down and places a kiss on my forehead.

“Hey captain!” I hear one of his coaches yell from across the ice. “I gotta get a photo with you”

“I’ll be right back” he says while letting go of my hand.

When he comes back he brings the banner with and says we need a photo, Ellen steps out to capture it. Then we get one without the banner. Before the last photo he leans into my ear and whispers… “I love you”. A smile creeps onto my face as Ellen captures another photo, totally oblivious to what Luke whispered to me.

“I love you too” I whisper back.

<3

a/n: sorry this is short and kinda bland but I thought it was cute. wish all hockey boys were like my version of Luke.

[yaminerua]

A CLAMP School Timeline

I want to preface this by saying that I know the CLAMP School timeline isn’t following real world rules for the school year (much like those gags in the Ouran manga where they acknowledge that there have been many Springs but no graduations lol). We would expect grade changes to happen if it was following those rules but for the sake of convenience they have been kept in the same grades. Lately, I’ve been plotting the rough timeline of events across 20 Mensou, Duklyon and CLAMP School Detectives and noticed that the school year seemed to be too long so clearly CLAMP share the same sentiment of ignoring all otherwise anticipated graduations.

BUT for the sake of plotting a realistic timeline that DOES take the school year into account I decided to rework some ages to allow for the movement up into the next grade that would otherwise happen in the middle of 20 Mensou and Detectives.

For the purposes of this I have aged down everyone in the Kindergarten and Elementary School divisions by One Year (this is to allow for characters like Nokoru and Utako to remain in their respective divisions because otherwise they would have moved up into the next division in the middle of their respective manga series). However, because of Duklyon’s position in the timeline taking place BEFORE the grade change would occur I have NOT altered the High Schoolers’ ages.

This means that to begin with Akira is now 8 years old and in 3rd Grade, Suoh is now 9 years old and in 4th Grade and Nokoru is now 10 years old and in 5th Grade and they will then move into 4th, 5th and 6th Grade in the April which occurs sometime in the middle of Detectives and 20 Mensou.

I also believe that the events of the CLAMP School series are taking place during the same time as Tokyo Babylon so this timeline also includes Tokyo Babylon events. I’m basing this on what looks like kindergartener Utako in the background of a page in early Tokyo Babylon, plus the mention of Duklyon and the Imonoyama Shoutengai in Shoten, which is not strictly 100% canon to manga Tokyo Babylon but several things that ARE canon to the manga were also originally present in Shoten so I choose to believe the time setting to be carried over as well).

I’ve also included known birthdays in this timeline as well (with amended ages marked with *). Any additional notes or explanations I want to make will be included at the end bc this is already long.

I’ve used stated dates where they are known, and assumptions for others based on where they fall between stated dates and whether the summer or winter uniforms are used etc…

So without further ado, here is the TB/CLAMP school timeline as I see it:

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1990:

January 21 1990 - Erii Chusonji’s 16th Birthday

February 11 1990 - Kentaro Higashikunimaru’s 15th Birthday

February 19 1990 - Subaru and Hokuto Sumeragi’s 16th Birthday

March 31 1990 - Suoh Takamura’s 9th* Birthday

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APRIL 1st 1990 - School Year for 1990/91 Commences with everyone entering the following classes:

1st Year High School: Kentaro, Takeshi, Sukiyabashi, Ryusuke, Subaru, Hokuto

2nd Year High School: Erii Chusonji

Kindergarten: Mako** [see Notes], Utako, Nagisa

3rd Grade Elementary School: Akira Ijyuin

4th Grade Elementary School: Suoh Takamura

5th Grade Elementary School: Nokoru Imonoyama

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Unspecified date in presumably April 1990 - Seishirou and Subaru meet again. Unbeknownst to Subaru, the One Year of The Bet begins

April 15 1990 - Ryusuke Kobayashi’s 16th Birthday

Unspecified date in May 1990 - High School Sports Event after which Kentaro and Takeshi are invited to form Duklyon

Unspecified date in Summer 1990 but definitely placed before late August - 20 Masks steals the curtain from Gamera Hall

Unspecified date in Summer 1990 but definitely placed before late August - Utako confesses to her kindergarten teacher and later meets 20 Masks when he hides from police

June 16 1990 - Nokoru Imonoyama’s 11th* Birthday

July 10 1990 - Kotobuki Sukiyabashi’s 16th Birthday

August 24 1990 - Utako Ohkawa’s 5th* Birthday. 20 Masks steals the ice sculpture at her party but gifts her a hair bow in apology

September 28 1990 - Nagisa Azuya’s 5th* Birthday

Unspecified date in presumably October 1990 (5 months after May high school sports event) - Utako kidnapped by Imonoyama Shopping District Association and rescued by Duklyon

Unspecified date in presumably October 1990 (5 months after May high school sports event) - Imonoyama Shopping District Association attacks the CLAMP School cafeteria

Unspecified date in Autumn 1990 - Sukiyabashi meets Erii and is enamoured. He later attacks a classroom she happens to be in

Unspecified date in Autumn 1990 - Erii gets a cold but arrives to help Duklyon battle Wooltar

Unspecified date in Autumn 1990 - High School Taste of Autumn trip to the greenhouse. Sukiyabashi nervously gifts Erii the pears he has collected. Erii develops a crush on him

Unspecified date in presumably Autumn 1990 - Subaru exorcises the Chanel suit

Unspecified date in November 1990, a few days before the 11th - Subaru and Seishirou help the spirit haunting Tokyo Tower to pass on

Unspecified date in November 1990, the day after the Tokyo Tower exorcism - CLAMP School Kindergarten class seen on a trip to Tokyo Tower

November 11 1990 - Subaru returns to Kyoto to visit his grandmother

November 12 1990 - Subaru helps Mitsuki awaken from her coma

Unspecified date in presumably November 1990 (3 months after Utako’s birthday) - Utako makes a fake declaration that 20 Masks will target her in order to have an excuse to see him again

Unspecified date in presumably November 1990 (3 months after Utako’s birthday) - Utako and 20 Masks begin to see each other every Friday

November 22 1990 - Seishirou Sakurazuka’s 25th Birthday

November 28 1990 - Mako Ohkawa’s 6th** Birthday

Unspecified date in Autumn or Winter 1990 - 20 Masks steals a rose but misses a date with Utako

Unspecified date in Autumn or Winter 1990 - 20 Masks steals the royal chef

Unspecified date in Autumn or Winter 1990 - 20 Masks steals glass bowl

Unspecified date in December 1990 - List of next year’s faculty compiled by the Chairwoman

Unspecified date in December 1990 (shortly before the 23rd) - Nokoru, Suoh and Akira consider Tokyo Tower as the location for the Christmas party. They meet and help a lady who is being pressured by her brother-in-law to give up her house

December 23 1990 - Nokoru, Suoh and Akira join the Tokyo Tower lady on the anniversary of her wedding to her missing husband

December 24 1990 - Akira Ijyuin’s 9th* Birthday. Akira meets his father disguised as Santa Claus

December 31 1990 - Takeshi Shukaido’s 16th Birthday

1991:

Unspecified date in presumably early January 1991 - A bird accidentally steals the microdisk containing the faculty list

Unspecified date in presumably early January 1991 - Nokoru & co investigate the missing faculty list. Nokoru momentarily misplaces the creative plans for Duklyon vs 20 Masks theatre performance. CLAMP School Detectives officially founded

Unspecified date in January 1991 - Subaru and Seishirou get an affinity test done. Subaru calls the Dial Q2 line to confront the 1999 girls

Unspecified date in January 1991 - Duklyon vs 20 Masks theatre performance. 20 Masks kidnaps Duklyon

Unspecified date in January 1991 - Detectives help find a missing pet peacock

January 21 1991 - Erii Chusonji’s 17th Birthday

Unspecified date in presumably January 1991 - Subaru stops a grieving mother from creating an Inugami and is distressed at having to lie to her about her daughter’s pain

Unspecified date in presumably late January/early February 1991 - Sukiyabashi invited to join Erii at the cafe terrace. The Imonoyama Shopping District Association attacks without Sukiyabashi leading it

Unspecified date in presumably February 1991 - Imonoyama Shopping District Association attacks home economics class. The female leader is first seen

February 9 1991 - Subaru’s grandmother does a reading on the twins and is concerned by what she sees

February 11 1991 - Kentaro Higashikunimaru’s 16th Birthday. Subaru is given the job to investigate the MS Institute and warned by his grandmother not to be seduced by the sakura

Unspecified date in February 1991 - Subaru joins the MS Institute to investigate. Subaru witnesses Hashimoto being bullied and gives her a handkerchief

Unspecified date in February 1991 - Subaru is informed that Hashimoto has been stabbed. He confronts the MS Institute lady but Seishirou interrupts them and kills her for a job

Unspecified date in presumably February 1991 - Duklyon cast watch the X movie. Imonoyama Shopping District Association attacks. Sukiyabashi gets injured protecting Erii

Unspecified date in presumably February 1991 - Erii issued a challenge by Sukiyabashi’s fiancée. Later that day the fiancée tells her of Sukiyabashi’s identity as the leader of the Imonoyama Shopping District Association

Unspecified date in presumably February 1991 (3 or so days after finding out Sukiyabashi’s identity) - Erii reveals that she knows the truth and also reveals her own identity as an alien. Inuko gets turned gigantic and Duklyon are made gigantic to handle her. Erii and Sukiyabashi decide to elope together

February 14 - 18 1991 - Nokoru challenged to find a buried item or else he must resign

February 19 1991 - Subaru and Hokuto Sumeragi’s 17th Birthday

Unspecified date in presumably late February/early March 1991 - Subaru meets an old man and begins to meet up with him regularly

Unspecified date in presumably late February/early March 1991 - The old man is hit by a vehicle on the way to bring his daughter some bananas. Subaru delivers them to her instead

Unspecified date in presumably March 1991 - Subaru helps a ghost pass on at karaoke

Unspecified date in March 1991 - Subaru meets a boy receiving dialysis treatment and begins to come visit him regularly

Unspecified date in March 1991 - It has been 1 month since Erii and Sukiyabashi eloped. They return and rejoin Duklyon

Unspecified date in presumably late March/early April 1991 - Seishirou loses his eye getting in the way of Yuya’s mother trying to attack Subaru

March 31 1991 - Suoh Takamura’s 10th* Birthday

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APRIL 1st 1991 - School Year for 1991/92 Commences with everyone entering the following classes:

2nd Year High School: Kentaro, Takeshi, Sukiyabashi, Ryusuke, Subaru, Hokuto

3rd Year High School: Erii Chusonji

Kindergarten: Utako, Nagisa

1st Grade Elementary School: Mako Ohkawa**

4th Grade Elementary School: Akira Ijyuin

5th Grade Elementary School: Suoh Takamura

6th Grade Elementary School: Nokoru Imonoyama

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Unspecified date in presumably April 1991 - Subaru meets a blind man and his seeing-eye dog and realises that he is in love with Seishirou. The One Year of The Bet ends. Seishirou breaks Subaru’s arm and heart but does not kill him

Unspecified date in presumably April 1991 - Hokuto can’t bear to see Subaru in the unresponsive state Seishirou left him in. She takes Subaru’s robes and leaves

April 15 1991 - Ryusuke Kobayashi’s 17th Birthday

Unspecified date in presumably May 1991 - One month after Hokuto disappears, Subaru sees her death in his dream and wakes up

June 16 1991 - Nokoru Imonoyama’s 12th* Birthday

July 10 1991 - Kotobuki Sukiyabashi’s 17th Birthday

Unspecified date in mid July or August 1991, around the Obon festival - Obon dance preparations are being made. The detectives investigate reports of a ghost during the art department’s preparations for an Autumn exhibition

Unspecified date in August 1991, before Utako’s birthday - Akira angers Utako by saying he would love to be invited to her future wedding

August 24 1991 - Utako Ohkawa’s 6th* Birthday. Akira tells Utako he loves her

Unspecified date in Autumn 1991 - The dance party being planned by Nokoru and co receives numerous threats. Suoh is injured saving Nokoru when he is pushed over a railing

September 28 1991 - Nagisa Azuya’s 6th* Birthday

Unspecified date in Autumn 1991 - Suoh first catches a glimpse of Nagisa playing the flute amongst the wisteria. Preparations for the Autumn Cultural Fair are being made

Unspecified date in Autumn 1991, presumably early November - Suoh rescues Nagisa from being injured at the cultural fair

Unspecified date in Autumn 1991 - Akira helps a university student confess to her crush

Unspecified date in Autumn 1991 - Mako’s missing stocking that she uses for a citrus bath is found by Nokoru

November 22 1991 - Seishirou Sakurazuka’s 26th Birthday

November 28 1991 - Mako Ohkawa’s 7th** Birthday

Unspecified date in presumably Autumn 1991 - Nokoru leaves a decoy at his desk which causes Akira and Suoh to search the campus to try to find him

December 24 1991 - Akira Ijyuin’s 10th* Birthday

December 31 1991 - Takeshi Shukaido’s 17th Birthday

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Notes:

TB running alongside CLAMP School

When trying to confirm whether TB and the CLAMP School stories take place around the same time I used the TB panel of what looks like Utako and her kindergarten class on a trip to Tokyo Tower in the background as a starting point.

The girl in front of who we assume to be Utako could easily be Nagisa, and the teacher with the light hair behind Utako could be Shiva, the teacher she initially has the crush on. So TB absolutely takes place during the time Utako is in kindergarten.

But there can be multiple years of kindergarten, as many as 3, so this shot of Utako could be from anywhere during that time so there was a possibility that the CLAMP School stories don’t even take place in the 1990/91 school year at all. Knowing Seishirou and Subaru’s birth years and ages we do know that Tokyo Babylon starts in 1990 and that assuming 3 years of kindergarten, Utako could be in her first, second or third year of kindergarten when we see her cameo.

Taking the CLAMP School stories into account, it looks like 2 school years elapse and although it’s not shown in any of the stories, the characters ought to move up a grade for the next school year. This is why I assume these stories start with Utako in second year of kindergarten and move into her third year where she would turn 6 (the English release I’ve seen of 20 Mensou accidentally has her turn 6 twice but I must assume only the second instance of it is correct).

I’m also assuming that CLAMP School’s school year begins on April 1st and that Japan’s system of starting 1st grade the April after your 6th birthday applies too.

Considering the old Shoten versions of what became Tokyo Babylon, in which Subaru mentions Duklyon interrupting class to fight the Imonoyama Shopping District Association, this would also place those events firmly in Utako’s 2nd kindergarten year because by her 3rd the Imonoyama Shopping District Association has ceased attacking and a new enemy has appeared and it can be no earlier than that because Duklyon is only formed in May of her second kindergarten year (we know this because of the placement of events matching up, notably the Duklyon vs 20 Masks theatre show mentioned in both Duklyon and CLAMP School Detectives, shown here (the Japanese on the paper in the first picture reads the same as the translated banner from Duklyon):

as well as the discussion of the location of the Christmas party in CLAMP School Detectives and 20 Masks and recalling the previous year’s event shown here:

as well as the flashback in Duklyon that shows Kentaro and Takeshi being invited to form Duklyon in May of the same year).

I know Shoten is not canon to the Tokyo Babylon that was eventually released but if we take at the very least that time setting to be accurate then we can assume Tokyo Babylon is also happening during Utako’s second kindergarten year. This places the events of 20 Masks, Duklyon and CLAMP School Detectives in 1990-1991, therefore happening alongside Tokyo Babylon.

The Bet

I’m also assuming the timeline for The Bet to start some time around April or late March at the earliest, basically not long after the twins move to Tokyo ahead of starting at CLAMP School. The old Shoten stories have the same setting for Seishirou seeing Subaru falling in Ikebukuro station as the manga release, and the available translations for those stories say he’s “just been accepted” into his first year around this time. Assuming the time setting was kept roughly the same for this meeting as well, that’s why I place the commencement of The Bet’s year to be around this time.

Ages and Grades

For this timeline, as mentioned, I chose to change the ages of Nokoru, Suoh, Akira, Utako, Nagisa and Mako* so that they are a year younger because the stories encompass summer 1990 through to presumably autumn/winter 1991 which would have resulted in everyone moving up a grade midway through the stories.

The overall CLAMP School series timeline starts in Summer (in 20 Mensou and the Duklyon flashback), moves into winter which is where CLAMP School Detectives begins, and then continues on through Summer again (where 20 Mensou ends) and on to Autumn of the next year where Detectives ends. It is clear that more than a year passes and there should realistically be a point where the characters move up a grade at the start of the school year.

Because of the grades they are spread across, this would have moved Nokoru out of the Elementary Division and Utako out of Kindergarten in the middle of the stories. To keep them in their stated divisions, aging them down a year at the start allows them to age up into the grades we are familiar with for them.

As mentioned before, Utako has her 6th birthday twice by mistake and there are even inconsistencies in what grade Akira is in at first, with it starting with him in 3rd grade and mysteriously switching to 4th around Christmas, before the grade change would naturally happen.

This adjustment of ages I’ve made effectively returns to the setting of him starting in 3rd grade and moving up into 4th over the course of the stories’ timeline. This would also change the birthday Akira celebrates in the manga to be his 9th instead of 10th.

There was an omake CLAMP made once where the Detectives discussed their future appearances in X and they state they would be adults (大人) by then. With my adjustment of ages, Akira would now technically be in his final high school year instead while Nokoru and Suoh are university age instead of them all being out of high school, but ah well.

I would like to note that I did NOT age any of the high schoolers down along with the younger characters because it would have moved the 1st years down into middle school for the 1990/91 school year which wouldn’t work with Duklyon. I’m reasonably certain Duklyon takes place entirely BEFORE April 1st of the 1991/92 school year so their story wraps up before the grade change and therefore their ages didn’t need altering. This does now mean that there’s an extra year age difference between the elementary schoolers and the high schoolers.

*One note about Mako, however, since changing her age is the only thing that doesn’t quite line up clearly. In the original stories she is in 1st grade during Christmas 1990 in 20 Masks but also still 1st grade by autumn 1991 in CLAMP School Detectives. To keep her age difference with Utako the same, aging her down with everyone resulted in Mako now starting in her final kindergarten year before moving into 1st grade, when she has always been shown in Elementary uniform in her manga appearances. But it could also be reworked to have her start in 1st grade and move into 2nd, although that would of course change her to being an extra year older than Utako.

Also, regarding Subaru and Hokuto’s ages, in Tokyo Babylon we see a document which states Subaru to be a high school 1st year at CLAMP School, despite the fact that his official birthday 19 February 1974 makes him 16 before April 1st and would therefore mean at first glance that he ought to be a 2nd year like Erii Chusonji. He’s also stated to be 16 and in first year in Shoten too.

For Subaru to be able to enter 1st year in 1990 (which he would ordinarily need to be 15 to do), I am assuming the year of training Subaru spent honing his onmyouji skills interrupted his education by a year which therefore explains how he would be a 1st year despite turning 16 before April 1st. Being in homeroom Z also means he would be in the same class as the Duklyon boys.

Also a final note on possible inconsistencies in translations, the English release of 20 Masks says that Ryusuke is a sophomore, so in his 2nd year of high school (which would make sense at a glance since he’s stated to be 16) but online on Japanese sources I’ve seen him stated to be in first year.

I checked which date CLAMP gave him for his birthday and it is apparently April 15th so it actually does make sense for him to be a first year if he entered first year still 15 and then turned 16 after April 1st. There are also bits of old fan scanlations of 20 Mensou floating about that I’ve seen that translated the Ryusuke profile to say he was in ‘tenth grade’ which aligns with 1st Year high school. So I assume the original Japanese says he’s in 1st Year and the English version got it wrong. Also being in first year he would be in the same class as Subaru and the Duklyon boys. What a chaotic class.

[paisholotus]

Now Playing: Pink + White~ Frank Ocean

Narrative

Barstow, California

A/N: this mf long

"Okay..." Ashia walked to the stairs and slowly walked up them. The pictures all over the walls made her smile. Angela was good decorator. She came to the end of the hall and saw a door close with soft rock music coming from it. She took a deep breath and knocked on the door.

In Aaron's room, he sits on his bed, headphones on and softly strumming chords on his guitar. He seems lost in his thoughts and music. He hears the knock on the door and stops playing. He rises and walks over to the door, opening it to see her standing there.

"Hey." She smiled, nervously, awkwardly waving.

Aaron blinks a bit, surprised to see her outside his door. He returns the smile, albeit somewhat warily. "Hey. What are you doing here?" He asked, slowly looking her up and down, but not in a weird way.

"Um, I wanted to formaly introduce myself. Didn't get a chance earlier." She said.

Aaron raises an eyebrow, not expecting that. He nods slowly. "Right, sorry about that. Things were a bit busy earlier." He steps aside slightly, gesturing for her to come in. "Uh, come on in." He said, stepping aside for her.

She slowly walked into his room and looked around, smiling softly. "You like music?" She asked, taking in the instruments and band posters around his room.

He observes her as you enter the room, still gauging her intentions. He nods, a faint smile tugging at the corner of his lips. "Yeah, I do. Music's kind of my thing. It helps me express myself, you know?"

"That's awesome. My little sister is around your age, she loves music" Shia said, turning around to look at Aaron.

He raises an eyebrow, slightly surprised by the revelation. He smiles, "Oh, really? That's cool. Does she play any instruments?"

"Six..she's 17." She said.

He chuckles softly, impressed. "Six instruments? That's pretty impressive for someone her age. Good for her." His tone lightens a bit. "What's her main instrument?" He asked crossing his arms.

"Electric guitar." She said. Her youngest sister, Najia, loved any and everything. And, music wasn't no exception.

He nods in approval and smiles. "Nice. Electric guitar's a solid choice. It's versatile and a ton of fun to play." He said.

"You're 19 right? She asked. He nods, confirming her question. "Yep, that's right." He looks at her curiously. "Why do you ask?" He asked, squinting lowly at her. "Oh, just asking." She smiled. Sitting down in the chair by his desk. Sticks out her hand. "I already told you. But my name is Ashia Brown." He notices her sticking out her hand and takes it graciously, shaking it with a firm grip. He smiles, "Nice to meet you, Ashia Brown." He said, lowly.

"Nice to meet you. You still in school?" She asked. He releases your hand and nods. He leans against the wall again, "Yeah, I'm in my last year of high school. Just a few more months to go." He said. She laughed and nodded. "Know you're happy. I'm teacher so I understand." Ashia knew how hectic seniors got when it was close to graduation.

He chuckles softly, a wry smile on his face. "Ah, so you're a teacher? No wonder you get it. The struggle is real, especially in these last months." He shakes his head slightly. "Can't wait to graduate and be done with classes." He signed, now sitting on his bed.

"Yeah, I mean I don't work with high schoolers. Just 3rd and 4th grade." She told him. He nods, genuinely intrigued. "Oh, you teach younger kids? 3rd and 4th grade that's quite an age group. I bet it's a handful." He said.

"They are. But I love kids. I, also feel like that's a great age group for me to work with." She said, as nodded and got more comfortable on his bed.

She smiles gently and moves a tad closer to him. "I wanted to talk to you about something." He tilts his head curiously, sensing the shift in conversation. "Sure, go ahead." He gives you his full attention. "What's on your mind?" He asked.

"About you and Brian" she said lowly. He raises an eyebrow, immediately understanding what you're referring to, andcrosses his arms. "Okay, I have an idea what this is about. What about me and Brian?" He sighed, looking down to the floor then back to her.

"You have a right to be upset. You feel like he abandoned you?" She asked. He narrows his eyes slightly, and exhales softly. "You're not wrong. That's exactly how I feel. But it's more than just feeling abandoned. It's betrayal, hurt, and anger all wrapped up." He grumbled, giving her a hard look.

She nodded cleared her throat. "That's understandable. And your feelings are vaild. But, I want you to try to understand Brian's feelings too. I want to tell you if you'll let me." She asked, cautiously.

He looks at her skeptically, his defenses still up. He considers her words for a moment. "Understand Brian's feelings? Seriously?" There's a hint of irritation in his tone, but he also seems curious to hear what she has to say.

"Yeah, but I'll only continue to talk if you want me too. I'm not gonna force you, I don't believe in doing that to people." She said, sincerely.

He observes her for a moment, taking note of her sincerity. After a minute, he lets out a sigh. "Fine, go ahead." He motions with a hand gesture. "I'm listening."

"Thank you. Brian left when he was very young. And to my understanding you were five or six?" He nods, a hint of bitterness in his expression Yeah, I was around that age." He averts his gaze, his jaw clenching slightly.

"Right, so, when your dad would abuse you all Brian was the one standing up for you and your mom. It's to my understanding that your father would call the cops on him every chance he got. That is until your father left, and you at that age thought everything was good."

"But, in Brian's mind nothing changed, your father's words stayed in his head. Brian told me he would call him a "fuck up" "a nobody" he told Brian he was gonna be just like him."

"And, Brian was around your age 18, 19, that's just a baby to me. Don't know nothing but the environment they grew up around. So, he left because he felt trapped here. And he's told me countless of times he wanted to take you with him, but thought you was better being here with your mom, than with a "fuck up"

"And, he hates so much he left. Be feels so guilty. He didn't even want to come because he thought you and your mother would hate him. But, Aaron he loves you so much."

He listens intently to her words, surprise flickering in his eyes. He absorbs the information, hearing a side of the story he hadn't considered before. After a moment of silence, he rubs his temples. "So...you're saying Brian left because he thought it was the best thing for me? Because he was afraid he'd continue the cycle of what we grew up with?" He asked, frowning.

"Yeah, he was so scared he wasn't going to able to take care of you properly. I mean at that age he didn't even know himself. He had no money, no car, no anything. But he left because he thought he was doing the right thing." She said, trying to get him to understand.

He runs a hand through his hair, frustration and confusion mixing in his expression. He shakes his head. "So, he left because he didn't want to repeat our father's mistakes. That's his side of the story?" He asked, her, glaring at her a bit.

She cleared her throat again. "Yes, and because he knew you would be well taken care of by your mother. Brian couldn't even take care of himself. He was worried if he took you with him, something would have happened to you." She said, her eyes softened.

He scoffs incredulously and shakes his head, a mixture of anger and skepticism on his face. "So, Brian's justification for leaving is that he thought I'd be better off here? That my mom could give me a better life than he could?" He asked, not buying what she was saying.

"Can I ask you a question?" She whispered. He raises an eyebrow, looking at her with a guarded expression. "Go ahead. Ask." He said, leaning against the headboard.

"If you had a younger sibling and you decided to leave, knowing you didn't have a dollar to your name. No car no money no nothing. But, you wanted to take your sibling with you, because you didn't want them to be without you. But, you knew they'll be safe and financially stable, have food, water, shelter, clothes. Would you still take them?" She asked, waiting for his answer.

He takes a moment to seriously consider her hypothetical scenario. His expression softens slightly as he ponders the decision. "Honestly? It would be a tough call." He lets out a sigh, "On one hand, I'd want to protect them and keep them safe. But on the other hand, I'd have to consider their overall well-being." He shakes his head. "It's not an easy choice to make." He said, looking down at his hands.

"That's exactly how Brian felt. He was a kid that wanted to leave, because in his mind that was the only option. But, he didn't want to leave you. But, he had nothing to ensure your proper needs. So, yes, he left, but he left you in a place where he knew that you would be safe. But, it killed him to do it." She said.

He listens intently, a mix of emotions flickering across his face. He rubs a hand over his face, a tinge of irritation in his tone. "So, it wasn't an easy choice for him. I get that." He averts his gaze, conflicted. But leaving still hurt, you know?" He mumbled.

"I'm not saying that. I know it hurt you. Knowing he was all you had. He was like your father figure. But, Brian didn't have one. If Brian had took you, he wouldn't know what to do. As far as I'm concerned your "father" didn't teach him anything. He was still a kid needing guidance" she said, placing her hand on his knee.

He considers her words, a flicker of vulnerability in his eyes." He nods slightly, "Yeah, I know." He sighs, "Our dad wasn't exactly a role model, nor did he teach us much." He runs a hand through his hair in frustration. "I just...wish he had considered talking to me about it before making the decision." He sniffed, quickly wiping his nose, looking away.

"I know but you wouldn't have understood. A five year old wouldn't be able to comprehend anything like that. All they would have known is they left. But, Aaron I want you to understand something...."

He ponders her point, acknowledging the truth in it. He nods slowly, "Yeah, I get that. A younger me probably wouldn't have understood the full weight of it." He looks at her, his guard lowering slightly, "What is it you want me to understand?" He asked.

Her eyes welled up and grabbed both of his hands. "It took alot of courage to do what he did. He left here with nothing. God knows how he made it out there by himself, because I know I couldn't do it. He's made some bad decisions.." She sniffed, clearing her throat. "But he made it on his own. And, I will forever respect your mother for raising him. Because Brian is the most sweetest, kindest man I've ever met. And, he loves and protects the people he loves. And, despite not seeing you all these years, he kept tabs on you. When he was still a cop he kept tabs on you. Made sure you was straight." She said, pulling herself together.

He observes her emotional words, a mix of surprise and compassion in his expression. He furrows his brow slightly, his voice softened. "So...Brian has been looking out for me all this time?" He asked.

"Yes, he's always made sure you were okay. But, you've had a good life so far, so did he make the right choice. " She said, smiling.

He takes a moment to absorb this information, astonishment in his eyes. He nods thoughtfully. "Yeah, I've had a decent life. My mom did her best to provide for me. He rubs the back of his neck, a mix of gratitude and confusion. "I honestly had no idea he was watching out for us like that." He murmured.

"I know. But I have another question." She said.

He looks at her curiously, tilting his head. "Another question? Go ahead." He said. "Brian and I was thinking about you coming and staying with us for awhile. So you both can get to know each other again" She said, smiling sweetly.

"For how long?" He whispered. "As long as you want. A week. A month. A year. However long you want. You are welcome anytime. "She said, patting his leg.

He looks at you, intrigued but also taken aback. He rubs his chin, considering the idea. "That's very kind of you, but...are you sure? Inviting someone to stay for an indefinite amount of time can be quite a commitment." He said unsure.

She smiles lightly, "Sweetheart I don't mind. I want to make Brian and you happy. You both need to build that bond that y'all lost again." She said, reassuring him.

He smiles warmly at your kindness, touched by her sincerity. "You're a genuinely compassionate person, you know that?" He nods thoughtfully. "You're right. Rebuilding that bond is important. It won't be easy, but...maybe it's worth a try."

She smiles gently and nodded. "Can't wait to have you."

[viatrixtravels-a]

More Genshin High School AU

The students

Noelle is repeating her first year. She overworked herself to the point of falling ill on the day of the final exams and was held back as a result.

Everyone thinks Dori is an elementary schooler who wandered into high school. She claims not to be, but nobody knows the truth.

People often mistake Kaveh for being a second year student and Alhaitham for a third year, but it is actually the other way around. (Which very much upsets Kaveh)

Venti has been a 3rd year student forever. Nobody even remembers when he first enrolled at Teyvat High. If you ask him, he will simply respond with 'ehe~'

Albedo skipped a grade because he is too big brained.

The class presidents for each class are Ayaka (1st year), Yanfei (2nd year) and Ninguang (3rd year). Keqing volunteered to be class president but it would be too much to combine with her responsiblity on the disciplinary committee.

Student council

President - Furina

Vice president - Neuvilette

Treasurer - Zhongli

Secretary - Ganyu

Library committee

President - Alhaitham

Vice president - Xingqiu

Health committee

President - Kokomi

Vice president - Barbara

Student Disciplinary committee

President - Jean

Vice president - Keqing

School principal

Rukkhadevata

School counselor

Madame Ping

School doctor

Dottore (I had to)

Clubs

Lynette would be in the 'cannot be bothered' category but Lyney forced to join with him.

Similar situation with Chongyun who did not know which club to join so he followed his best friend Xingqiu to the literature club. He likes to read supernatural stories about demons and evil spirits.

Ganyu might eventually convince Xiao to join the gardening club with her. He finds being surrounded by plants and flowers strangely soothing. His favorite is the Qingxin flower.

Mona tried to make her own astrology club but there were no other members, so she eventually joined the art club instead.

Sara joined the cooking club with Ei so she can be there to stop Ei from setting the school kitchen on fire.

Cyno joined the debate club with the sole intention of making bad jokes for all of his arguments and annoying the heck out of his clubmates.

Wanderer is in the drama club because he's a DRAMA QUEEN.

There's several sports clubs so I'll leave it up to you guys' imagination which specific sport these characters would choose. uwu

[mako-neexu]

fujimaru ritsuka, 3rd year high schooler on her way to college after that weird gap year where everyone fell asleep and theyve skipped around a year before everything seemed back to normal. yaay. ritsuka comes back lively than before, friendlier, charismatic enough to charm the guys and girls at her school.

someone wants to take a picture of ritsuka. yes, of course! she'd love to take a picture with them. a snap, a couple of shots. everyone is happy. hm? ah what's with the dude behind ritsuka's back? and why are there butterflies around him? theres even caterpillars and centipedes crawling all over him... his face is blurred too. creepy.. ah theres another short of ritsuka with a shadow behind her having a glowing red.....eye??? is there something wrong with their phones cameras? weird.. hm okay this shot is relatively normal. but they dont remember taking a picture with ritsuka and a blonde girl wearing a purple flower dress smiling beside her. the kid must have photo bombed on purpose...oh ah why is your nose bleeding??

the next couple of weeks pass by and when they look at the photos again, there was nothing there

[iam93percentstardust]

i don't usually do these kinds of things, but today was a nightmare of a day, so here's a vent post (it's long, so i'll put it below the read more)

the cast:

gina: PI for my research lab, was one of the very first people to catch covid back before we even knew what covid was and immediately developed long covid, is currently in her 4th year of an incredibly nasty divorce, has been so unhelpful and not present as a mentor in the last 4 years that we would all just like her to take a sabbatical please

me (alle): 6th year senior graduate student, was supposed to graduate this summer but had a nervous breakdown in the spring and deferred a semester, senior TA for gina's super special chemistry and politics class which i will inevitably wind up taking over when gina's health takes the same nosedive it's taken every semester for the last 4 years but god forbid i get paid as a lecturer, has put more hours into gina's super special chemistry and politics class than gina has which keeps me too busy to actually do anything for my dissertation

mingyu: 6th year senior graduate student, the literal definition of stoic, has had the good fortune of receiving federal funding for his project so doesn't have to TA, was also supposed to graduate this summer but gina decided to take on a new student (mina) at the last minute that he just has to train so he had to defer a semester, is so busy training mina that he doesn't have time for his own research

tessa: 4th year senior graduate student, junior TA for gina's super special chemistry and politics class, also the only graduate student who works with undergrads in the lab (she manages 6 of them), also got voluntold by gina to mentor two high school students this summer, TA + undergrads + high schoolers = no time for research, used to mentor ahmad but she is competent and he is not and it didn't end well

ahmad: 3rd year graduate student, the most incompetent man you'll ever meet despite being 10 years older than everyone else in the group (save for gina), 95% positive he faked his credentials to get into grad school because this man does not know shit despite being here for three years, this man poured liquid nitrogen down the drain and nearly ruined the 100 year old pipes in this building, this man told tessa's undergrads to catch concentrated hydrochloric acid with their bare hands, this man does not understand the concept of playing well with others and putting other people first, if there's an interpersonal conflict in the lab it's because he started it

mina: technically 3rd year graduate student but decided to abruptly switch research groups because apparently there are no jobs in inorganic chemistry anymore so she needs a biochem group (we are not biochem) ((and she refused to change her project so her research is still inorganic chemistry so i'm not sure what good this is doing))

kiara and darya: technically 2nd year graduate students but did the same thing as mina, not super relevant but i'll mention their names at one point or another, the most recent people to join the group three months ago

the background:

a month ago, tessa was supposed to give group meeting. gina cancelled that group meeting however, just like she's cancelled all but a handful of our group meetings for the last four years (i think i can probably count on two hands the number of group meetings we've had since her arrest. maybe). this would usually mean that tessa would present at the next group meeting, but gina cancelled that one too. for whatever reason, tessa took that to mean that she wasn't supposed to be presenting at the one two weeks ago. gina got (rightfully) pissy at her when tessa said she didn't have anything to present and hadn't even brought her computer, so gina told her to do a "chalk talk" where she outlined her entire project on the board for the high schoolers and new grad students.

(side note: gina explicitly said that chalk talks were a perfectly acceptable form of group meeting if we have new students in the lab and are trying to introduce them to each project or if we're trying to give her a summary of how far we've gotten on our project.)

i was supposed to go next for group meeting (which would have been last week), so i prepared a standard presentation with mostly data, but then i learned that we had two new grad students interviewing with us and that one of the high schoolers is interested in my research field, so i switched at the last second to a chalk talk to break down this project.

but then we got to group meeting last week and three things happened: first of all, gina apparently asked tessa to prepare a presentation on professional communication in the lab after a huge blowup between tessa and ahmad over ahmad stealing tessa's enzymes for his own project and not replacing them. secondly, out of the seven people in the lab (not including the two high schoolers), the only people who showed up in person were the three senior grad students (myself, tessa, and mingyu) so none of the new people who would have benefitted from a chalk talk were there (doubly funny that it was put together with ahmad in mind and he decided to sleep in). which would have been fine, i would have just switched to the original powerpoint presentation, except thirdly, gina decided that she needed extra time before class to get into the right headspace (since group meeting is right before class) and it became really obvious really fast that despite tessa originally thinking her part would only take 10 minutes, gina wanted to talk about everything in excruciating detail for an hour.

(side note: when i mentioned i was originally planning a chalk talk, gina was not only explicitly fine with this, but interested in seeing how i would break my work down.)

this would've meant that i would go this week, but gina said, and i directly quote, "instead of giving group meeting, alle, come meet with me personally." so we met and she reiterated that my meeting with her was instead of group meeting.

the story:

gina being the world's worst mentor, this wouldn't be the first time that she's gone back on something she said, so i was still prepared to give group meeting this morning. that is, until saturday. on saturday, she texted everyone to say that she had caught the flu and wouldn't be on campus today. yesterday, she texted us all again to remind us that she had the flu. now, given the four years of history with gina, i expected that meant that she would text us all this morning to say she was cancelling group meeting, but just in case, i made sure to wake up early enough to make it to campus on time.

this morning rolls around and she still has the flu, but wonder of wonders, she did actually want to hold group meeting but she wanted it to be short and over zoom. okay, fine. in the past, the words "short group meeting" from gina has meant that she wants a 2 minute research update from everyone and then she'll spend 20-30 minutes talking about her life and her personal problems, and we might circle back around at the end to talk about some housekeeping things (which we could have today, since conference registration in the fall is coming up). so i thought "okay, i'm off the hook until next week."

so we sit down for the zoom meeting (miracle of miracles, the four people who decided to skip out on last week's meeting (ahmad, mina, kiara, and darya (the junior grad students, for anyone counting)) were actually there) and gina immediately starts things off with "who's presenting group meeting today?" and i thought "well shit." but it's fine, it's okay, it's a little frustrating because it's a lot harder to do a chalk talk over zoom so i need to do the presentation, which is definitely not short, but it's fine.

but before i can even pull up the powerpoint, someone said "it's alle's turn from last week" (given his inability to stop himself from brown nosing and starting shit, i suspect it was ahmad) and gina. went. off. apparently the fact that i didn't already have the powerpoint pulled up and wasn't prepared to start talking as soon as we sat down meant that i was completely wholly unprepared for the entire thing. so she goes "alle why didn't you say anything when i asked? what are you supposed to be presenting? why didn't you bother to pay attention to the schedule?"

and i tried to say that i didn't say anything because i was originally planning on a chalk talk and that sends her off too because apparently, in the last week, chalk talks have become completely unacceptable to give in this group and tessa only gave one because she didn't have a computer with her during the group meeting she was supposed to present at but that doesn't mean that i can do one too, so again, clearly i'm not prepared.

this time i actually managed to get a word in edgewise, so i said "i do have a powerpoint i've been working on in the last few weeks, i just don't have it pulled up yet." hell, i could've actually shared two, depending on how long she wanted me to talk: the data one, which would've taken about an hour, and the one from the conference at the end of may, which would've been a great project summary for the new people and only about 20 minutes.

(side note: gina's never actually seen my conference presentation because she cancelled all of my group meetings where i would have practiced and "rescheduled" personal meetings i was supposed to have with her only to not go to them and didn't bother to show up to my actual talk, which i was terrified about given the aforementioned nervous breakdown.)

i was actively in the process of pulling it up, but before i can share my screen, she snaps no, once again, i've just proven that i'm unprepared and why is it always the senior grad students in this lab who are so unprepared (this is literally the first time i've ever, in seven years, been expected to present at group meeting and not been ready for it, and the sole reason i wasn't ready was because gina herself said she was sick and needed a short meeting) and why does no one in this lab (especially the senior grad students, according to her) take group meeting seriously (again, i can count on two hands the number of times we've had group meeting in four fucking years and more to the point, ahmad keeps skipping group meeting because he decides he didn't get enough sleep to go even when he's not presenting, but sure gina, the senior grad students are the ones not taking this seriously (also, remember who was present at last week's meeting and who skipped?)).

so then she goes off on mingyu because apparently the group meeting calendar that he put together isn't up to her standards. and not only does he need to do it all over again, but he needs to print it out and put it in the lab somewhere so that people stop being unprepared, even though that won't do any good given the number of times gina cancels (and the reason no one has been prepared is because she keeps cancelling and we lose track of who's supposed to present when when it's been two months since the last one, AND I WASN'T READY BECAUSE SHE SAID WAS SICK AND WANTED A SHORT MEETING).

and then she decided that we aren't having group meeting next week because she has jury duty and despite calling the courthouse, they're not letting her skip out on it (which, gina, what? no one ever gets out of jury duty by calling, that's not how jury duty in this city works). but when we have the next group meeting, tessa needs to go again to present the data from two weeks ago that she didn't present and then i need to go and, oh yeah, mina needs to go by the end of july because she has a conference and needs to practice (remember when gina cancelled all of my practices and talks with her before my conference presentation? lol yeah me too).

(side note: it has been a year and a half since ahmad last presented at group meeting, it's been a year since mina last presented, and kiara and darya have never presented despite being here for three months. every time gina resets group meeting, it's always me, tessa, or mingyu having to present.)

and then after 20 minutes of yelling at us, after all of that and making it clear that being unprepared for group meeting was unacceptable and the senior grad students were embarrassing her... gina decided she was too sick to continue with group meeting and told us all to go.

[ayumicchi14]

GAKUEN K -WONDERFUL SCHOOL DAYS-

Fushimi Saruhiko route

Event 14

Translation below the cut

Munakata Reishi: "Everyone is here. Well, let's get started with today's activities."

Munakata Reishi: "1st year are sorting documents, 2nd year are patrolling around the school, and the 3rd year, please discussing about the plan of summer training camp."

Fushimi Saruhiko: "So, we're patrolling around the school, huh."

Munakata Reishi: "Fushimi-kun and Akiyama-kun please stay here. Ah, and you too."

Konohana Saya: "Me?"

Akiyama Himori: "Are we a separate case?"

Munakata Reishi: "Yeah. I want you all to think with me about recreation for friendly class activities that will happen next month."

Akiyama Himori: "I see, so it's that time already."

Konohana Saya: "Um, what is this friendly class activities?"

Fushimi Saruhiko: "It's an exchange activities in "Super" Ashinaka senior high school and elementary school. In other words, it's guarding a brats."

Munakata Reishi: "It's a routine that happened a few years ago. Before, we did a hide and seek game and Hyakunin Isshu*"

(*TL note: Hyakunin Isshu is a classical Japanese anthology of one hundred poets)

Konohana Saya: "An exchange with an elementary school..."

Konohana Saya: "Does the elementary schoolers nowadays will enjoy the same games that we did back then when we're an elementary schoolers?"

Fushimi Saruhiko: "If we take them to the park, they probably will play on their own."

Munakata Reishi: "Hoo, how about we play a tag in the park and Fushimi-kun become the oni?"

Fushimi Saruhiko: "Tch... I'm just kidding. Then, how about film festival?"

Konohana Saya: "If it's only watching a movie, I don't think it's going to be much of an exchange."

Akiyama Himori: "Certainly. Maybe it will be better if it's a game that can make them talk to each other and getting along together."

Fushimi Saruhiko: "Give us your idea too."

-Sugoroku*

-Making sweets (★)

(*TL note: race game. A board game that played with dice in which the object is to reach the end of a track)

Konohana Saya: "How about making sweets?"

Fushimi Saruhiko: "Where do you want to make it? If it's in the kitchen, everyone couldn't fit in."

Konohana Saya: "Maybe it will be better if it's something simple that can be made without to use kitchen."

Konohana Saya: "It's a little bit scientific than sweets, but I think you can make popsicles and caramelised ones if you have simple tools."

Fushimi Saruhiko: "Hmm... well, that's good then."

Munakata Reishi: "Hm, that sounds fun but for a summer season, the health issue seems to be severe."

Munakata Reishi: "The teachers maybe won't be all smiles about that."

Konohana Saya: "It's quite hard to find something like this."

Konohana Saya: "Munakata-senpai, what are you doing and playing when you're in elementary school?"

Munakata Reishi: "There's a lot of things that I did. I like sports too, and when I went to the places with rich nature, I did a bug catching and others."

Konohana Saya: "Hee...!"

Konohana Saya: (Munakata-senpai, is quite lively when he's in elementary school)

Fushimi Saruhiko: "Captain in elementary school... I can't imagine it."

Konohana Saya: "How about Akiyama-senpai?"

Akiyama Himori: "If I had to say, I liked to read a book inside a room."

Munakata Reishi: "Fushimi-kun, what are you doing and playing then? I've heard you made a plamodel before."

Fushimi Saruhiko: "Ah, I did remember that I made it for summer break research project."

Konohana Saya: "You made a plamodel as a research project? That's cool! As for me, I'm just doing the classic raising morning glory."

Munakata Reishi: "Back then, I'm used to raise a morning glory too. The vines were growing healthy, but the important flowers didn't bloom and it worries me."

Konohana Saya: "It's surprisingly hard, isn't it? Mine too, the sprouts was growing late and I just gave it a lot of waters."

Konohana Saya: "At that time, I still don't know about anything, so I just gave a lot of waters but now maybe I can raise it better."

Munakata Reishi: "Hmm... that's good. Morning glory. Let's try to raise it."

Konohana Saya: "Eh? For the friendly class activities?"

Munakata Reishi: "No. The friendly class activities is one day only. We raise it for the Blue club."

Fushimi Saruhiko: "So, who is going to take care of it?"

Munakata Reishi: "Then, for the fairness, let's decide it with rock-paper-scissors."

Akiyama Himori: "If captain lose, then captain will be the one who take care of it?"

Munakata Reishi: "Yes, of course."

Konohana Saya: (Somehow, I'm afraid for the aftermath if I win and let Munakata-senpai take care of it)

Munakata Reishi: "Let's start. Rock-paper..."

Munakata Reishi: "Scissors!"

Fushimi Saruhiko: "......"

Munakata Reishi: "......"

Akiyama Himori: "......"

Konohana Saya: "I lose..."

Akiyama Himori: "I hope the morning glory blooms."

Munakata Reishi: "Please do your best with Fushimi-kun."

Fushimi Saruhiko: "Huh? I won the rock-paper-scissors though."

Munakata Reishi: "Because you're her pair, so it's obvious."

Munakata Reishi: "If it blooms, let's appreciate it with everyone."

Fushimi Saruhiko: "Haah... anyway, go get the books on how-to-grow at the library."

Konohana Saya: "Eh, now?"

Munakata Reishi: "There's a quotes move with haste when you have no doubts. So please go ahead."

Konohana Saya: "I understand. I'm off then!"

*in library*

Konohana Saya: (How to raise morning glory... there it is!)

Konohana Saya: (Let's borrow this one)

*back in the club*

Konohana Saya: "I'm back! Eh, where's Munakata-senpai and Akiyama-senpai?"

Fushimi Saruhiko: "There's a messages from Awashima-sensei a while ago that the friendly class activities this time get cancelled."

Fushimi Saruhiko: "Because there's a temporary closing of classes in elementary school, looks like they want to recover the lessons delay."

Fushimi Saruhiko: "Since the things to be done is gone, so captain went back to the captain's room, and Akiyama-san went to the training camp's meeting."

Konohana Saya: "I see. It's too bad, I'm looking forward to it a bit."

Konohana Saya: "...So the only work remains is raising a morning glory."

Fushimi Saruhiko: "...Tch. If only sensei's messages came sooner."

Fushimi Saruhiko: "Rather than that, did you borrowed the books?"

Konohana Saya: "Ah, yes."

Konohana Saya: "I'm sorry, you got involved because of me..."

Fushimi Saruhiko: "Not really, this is not the first time it happened. Also, we don't know what will happen if captain lose."

Konohana Saya: "We can't let Munakata-senpai taking care of the morning glory."

Fushimi Saruhiko: "No, if it's captain, he will enjoy it, but because he's a person that we don't know what he was thinking, so in the end it will be us who taking care of it."

Konohana Saya: (Indeed, Munakata-senpai is someone that maybe I don't understand what he was thinking)

Fushimi Saruhiko: "Oi, I'm going to read aloud the things we need in order to raise a morning glory, so take a notes."

Konohana Saya: "I know."

Fushimi Saruhiko: "Potted plant, soil, compost, a post to wrap around the vines."

Konohana Saya: "I see, so morning glory needs a post to wrap around the vines too."

Konohana Saya: "How to raise it... first, count from below, and cut the tip of the trunk leaves on the fifth."

Konohana Saya: "If the vines grows, arranged it, and wrap it to the post from the bottom in counter clockwise."  

Konohana Saya: "If I try it again, it's quite hard."

Fushimi Saruhiko: "Aren't you raised it for your research project?"

Konohana Saya: "Yes, I did. But it was back in elementary school so I didn't remember much about it."

Konohana Saya: "But, I will read the book properly and do my best so that the beautiful morning glory can bloom."

Fushimi Saruhiko: "...Anyway, since we know how to grow it, in the next holiday, let's buy the tools that we needed."

Konohana Saya: "Uhm! I know."