#How is it that I’ve been working on these essays since August and I still have yet to submit a single one.

[remuslupinfarts]

Words cannot express the hatred I have for college apps.

[cherrycottoncloud]

🚃 Evening Train

tags: megumi x f!reader | megumi, yuji and nobara meet reader and her friend on the train, yuji asks for reader’s number because megumi is too shy to ask you himself | reader dislikes summer

a/n: sitting in school on warm days is the worst :|

wc: 1,4k

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Most people associate summer with a blue sky, going out with friends, relaxing outside and just generally having a good time. But you definitely did not have a good time at the moment. You were currently sitting in school, the essay you are supposed to work on long forgotten. It’s the sixth of august and it is way too warm to focus on anything but the overwhelming heat. You are sweating without moving, your school uniform is sticking to your skin and the splitting headache you got from the heat is making you feel dizzy. You absolutely hated summer, especially on days like these, on which you had to stay in school until late in the afternoon with no hopes of going out with friends or even refreshing yourself by drinking something cool.

At least that’s what you thought until your best friend burst into the school library, in which you are currently trying to write your essay, who is calling out to you way too loudly for a library. “Heyyy, Y/N!! There you are! I’ve been looking for you for a while now. Who knew you are still trying to work on that stupid homework.” You turn towards your friend, wondering how they are always this energetic. “Well, compared to a certain someone, I actually care about my grades” In Return they snort and start rambling about their grades not being that bad and that not everyone takes school as serious as you do. After explaining some stuff about their grades and school, they walk near the table you are sitting at, closing your exercise book and snatching your pen out of your hand to put it back into your pencil case. “You shouldn’t work that hard on a warm day like this or you’ll probably overwork yourself. Let’s leave school for today and get some refreshing drinks! There opened a new café nearby that also sells some fancy sodas and alcohol-free cocktails. We should definitely check that out!” You were about to start complaining to them about wanting to finish your essay right now but your friend already grabbed all of your stuff and starts off towards the exit of the library.

In order to get your stuff back, you needed to run after your best friend, resulting in you two being on your way to the café that they mentioned before. The café was really not far from your school so that you two arrived there after a short walk. The café was designed in a kind of cottage core aesthetic, creating a cute and comfortable atmosphere. You two ordered your favorite flavored sodas and sat down at a light green wooden table with white benches that matched the design of the table. It quite frustrated you that you were not able to finish your essay but the relief to be able to refresh yourself with a cool drink was way more present in your mind than the annoyance over your school work. During your stay at the café you two chatted away about your current interests, class mates, teachers and family members while sipping on your drinks from time to time. You were glad to get the chance to talk to them like this again, since you were extremely busy with school work these past weeks, which made it almost impossible to actually meet up like this. After finishing your drinks, you left the café and searched for the nearest train station because you had to take a train to get back to your homes.

“Wow, the evening train is way less crowded than the train I usually take in the afternoon.” is what you stated after you two sat down in the train you just went onto. The train in the afternoon, that you had to take after school, is extremely packed, up to the point where everyone is squished together in order to fit everyone into the train. But the evening train you are currently taking is pretty empty in comparison. You two immediately found a seat after entering the train and there are still some seats free so that nobody had to stand. “Yeah, it really is. This is way more comfortable than our usual train rides home. We should get drinks after school way more often if that means that we can always take the evening train.” Their answer put a small smile on your face while you realized how much you missed spending time with them like this. “We definitely should! I really enjoyed spen-“ But you didn’t get to finish that sentence as your friend nudged you and interrupted you by nodding towards three high schoolers. “Hey, what is up with them? They keep on glancing towards us while whispering to each other. Do we have something on our faces or what?”

He wasn’t even aware of the fact that he had been staring at you since you and your friend entered the train until his friend asked him about it. “Hey, Fushiguro! How long are you going to stare at that girl over there?” Of course his first reaction upon hearing that question is to get defensive and to deny the accusation his friend just made. “What are you even talking about Itadori? I was not staring at her, I was just looking outside of the window behind her.” “Yeah, yeah, right. If you think she’s cute just ask her for her number or something.” is what his second friend countered after hearing his very obvious excuse. And of course his other friend had to agree with that and adds, “Yeah, Kugisaki is right. Just shoot your shot, this is your chance to get to know a super cute girl! Look, she’s even looking back at you right now! Just ask her!” Him realizing that you were looking in their direction caused a light blush to spread on his cheeks due to him getting flustered. He found this whole situation to be extremely embarrassing and awkward, making him complain to his two friends. “Okay, I admit that she is quite cute but I can’t just walk up to a random person and ask for their number. That’s way too awkward.” Upon hearing this, his friend Itadori got an idea on how to solve this situation without turning it too awkward for any of them. “Heh, I’ve got you bro.” That was the only thing Itadori said before he stood up and made his way over to the cute girl and her friend, not giving him the chance to argue or stop his friend.

“Huh?” was all you were able to reply before one of the high schoolers got up and started walking up towards you and your friend. He stopped right in front of you and you did not expect the thing he is going to ask of you. “Hey, sorry to bother you but my friend Fushiguro back there thinks you are really cute. Could he have your number so he can get to know you?” You were taken aback by that request and just stared at the boy in from of you for a few seconds before you were able to process what he just said. As the realization of the situation kicks in, a deep red blush stared to spread over your face while turning your head in the direction of the other two high schoolers. The boy, whose name seemed to be Fushiguro, was blushing just as much as you, as he stared down at his feet to avoid eye contact with you. He seemed to be just as flustered by this whole situation, reminding you of the fact that you should probably answer the boy in front of you so that the situation would not be getting more awkward than it already was. “Uhhh, huh? What? I mean, uh, yeah sure!” Immediately after answering the boy, you proceeded to give him your number, after what he returned to his two friends with a huge grin on his face. Your friend also started grinning and teasing you about how much you were blushing just now and about how you actually agreed to giving out your number to them.

When the train was getting close to the stop you had to get off, you stood up and said goodbye to your friend. During that, you realized that you told none of the three high schoolers your name and that you should probably do so before leaving the train, so that the boy Fushiguro knows under what name he should save your number. You decided to wait until the train was right before your train station before you tuned around towards the high schoolers again while yelling “Oh, I almost forgot. My name is Y/N!”. Afterwards you immediately ran out of the train compartment, already wondering if he will actually message you and what he would probably text you.

[redleavesinthewind]

Hi Elliot! How about 1, 5 and 7 for the YR secondary character ask game?

1. Favorite secondary character

ahh an easy one to start with haha. it’s felice. she might be a lot of people’s favourite, but i think that’s fully deserved. she’s an incredibly well written character and i was attached to her from a very early point on. there’s just something about daughters and mothers that strikes something in me, and felice’s relationship with her mother and how it affects how she presents herself is. very important to me. she’s trying to be the person her mother wants her to be and it is at the detriment of who she really is and that’s something i understand so well. obviously there’s layers to it with felice specifically that i will never fully get but it’s still an experience i can empathise with. and that she breaks through it, decides to be her own person, not her mother’s, is very dear and important to me. she is also just a great person. she is kind and loyal and she surprised me in the best ways. her friendship with sara is beautiful and defied pretty much all the expectations one would have of the popular girl at a posh boarding school. felice in general defies expectations and i love that for her

5. Favorite familial relationship

ohoho okay. so. wille and kristina. they’re fascinating to me. there’s so much going on. so many layers. so much fucked up shit. they tickle my brain i need to study them. first off. kristina is not a good mother. she’s not a bad mother either. she’s a mother in a very unique circumstance and she’s trying to keep things together and she messes up a bunch but she loves her son and she’s trying but she’s trying in all the wrong ways. being a mother isn’t her priority, being the queen is and i will bet to you it was the same with her parents. i’ve said all of this but it, in no way, excuses how she acted towards wille. it’s an explanation and it makes sense. but wille has every right to be angry. has every right to fight with her. because that’s his mother and she’s not on his side. meanwhile kristina thinks she’s only doing the best for him. because the best for the monarchy is the best for wille to her. the thing is i could say so much more about them. i could write a whole essay. but i’m gonna be honest it’s been a while since i saw the show and was in fandom at all and i feel like i need to rewatch to properly express all i think of them because there’s things i’ve forgotten but what is most important about them to me is this. kristina loves wille. however the way she expresses her love has the potential to destroy him. they’re fucked up. i am obsessed with them

7. Character you didn’t initially like/love but have now warmed up to

see this is a bit hard for me to answer because i don’t feel like this really applies to any of them. i always disliked august but i also always thought he was interesting. the characters i liked i still like. characters i dislike i still dislike. i guess the closest i’d get to answering this is rosh and ayub because two of their scenes in s1 just baffled me. the first one’s the one where simon talks about leaving bjärstad and rosh and ayub react. weirdly? to it. as someone from a small village (and small country) it is very normal for people to want to leave. so i guess it was just a moment of disconnect i had with them. and the other one was when they just. left simon after the fight with august. because my friendships i had at their age worked quite differently. if one of my friends was in that situation i wouldn’t have just. left him alone with it. it was just fundamentally odd to me and while i liked rosh and ayub already those two scenes will always just. confuse me

[morlock-holmes]

Richard Hanania is still bugging me.

He is a right-wing intellectual who recently wrote a book called "The Origins of Woke: Civil Rights Law, Corporate America, and the Triumph of Identity Politics".

The Amazon blurb says,

"For those angry about wokeness and what it has done to American institutions, this book offers concrete suggestions regarding policies that can move us back to being a country that emphasizes merit, individual liberty, and color-blind governance."

Anyway, in August of 2023, the Huffington Post broke the story that in the teens, he wrote online under the pen name "Richard Host"

Richard Hanania, a visiting scholar at the University of Texas, used the pen name “Richard Hoste” in the early 2010s to write articles where he identified himself as a “race realist.” He expressed support for eugenics and the forced sterilization of “low IQ” people, who he argued were most often Black. He opposed “miscegenation” and “race-mixing.” And once, while arguing that Black people cannot govern themselves, he cited the neo-Nazi author of “The Turner Diaries,” the infamous novel that celebrates a future race war.

Hanania has admitted that the Huffpost story is correct.

Even five years ago, the media could set the narrative, tell people what was important, and how they should react to any particular story. We appear to be moving past the worst of the cancellation trend. Most outside of a certain echo chamber realize this kind of reporting is contemptible. The goal is not to engage with ideas, but to simply silence a person and remove them from polite company. To not have to discuss their ideas on account of other ideas they put forward at a different time of their life and which they may no longer even believe in.

Man, good thing cancel culture has been rejected, so that saying,

“We’ve known for a while through neuroscience and cross-adoption studies... that individuals differ in their inherent capabilities. The races do, too, with whites and Asians on the top and blacks at the bottom,” Hoste wrote in the 2010 essay, titled “Why An Alternative Right Is Necessary.” “If the races are equal,” Hoste wrote, “why do whites always end up near the top and blacks at the bottom, everywhere and always?”

Is absolutely no obstacle to becoming a respected scholar of civil rights.

Wait a second... I'm not sure we've landed at the correct equilibrium.

Hanania is not a guy who makes TikTok videos about fancy cakes but said some unrelated objectionable things 15 years ago.

He is an author and the founder of a right-wing think tank who hopes to, and probably does, have significant influence on the direction of conservative ideas about civil rights law. His views on civil rights are directly related to his job.

Especially if, like, he was just actively lying to people about how he came to his conclusions as recently as may of this year

Here's an excerpt from a speech Hanania gave to the Yale Federalist Society on April 3 of 2023:

I’m glad to be here talking about woke institutions and civil rights law. I have to say, I was ahead of the curve on this issue. It’s something I’ve been thinking about since I was in law school. I graduated from the University of Chicago in 2013, and my 1L summer I worked for an organization called the Center for Individual Rights, which argued the Gratz and Grutter cases. And I learned a lot while working there about how government forces institutions to be conscious of race and sex. So, for the last decade, from 2011 on, as I was doing other things in life, I would talk to people about all these things government did to discriminate against whites and men, remove standards, get rid of standardized tests, etc. And one reason I was so passionate about this is that a lot of the fixes did not require legislation. Executive orders and judicial decisions are enough. But the Trump administration came and went, the Supreme Court got more conservative, and still nobody was listening to me. So finally I started writing on this topic myself, and now that I’m writing for the public instead of just trying to convince people one-on-one, I’m getting a better return on my efforts. Another reason what I’ve been arguing has caught on is that we saw the transformation in how institutions talk about race- and sex-related issues over the last decade. A lot of people are looking for answers. Who are these diversity bureaucrats saying all these crazy things? How did we end up with so many of them and where did they come from? And all this stuff that was more latent, of interest to legal nerds only in 2011, became much more part of the culture.

In 2010 Hanania wrote:

“The biggest enemies of the Black Man are not Klansmen or multinational corporations, but the liberals who have prevented an honest appraisal of his abilities and filled his head with myths about equality and national autarky,”

I'm not just trying to gratuitously point out how awful the things Hanania said were: I am pointing out that he just lied, blatantly, about the very field he is supposed to be an expert in.

And that's not something that happened years ago when he was just a law student, that's something he did this year.

Hanania knows that this stuff was not "latent, of interest only to legal nerds" back in 2011, because by then he had already spent years embedded in a subculture that was deeply concerned about this kind of thing. Nor, for that matter, was he simply, "trying to convince people one-on-one". He was writing under a pseudonym for numerous far-right websites.

And honestly, at this point the question is just "How much of this speech is a lie" but if less of it is a lie, than it looks way worse for Hanania.

When he joined the Center for Individual Rights he wasn't 15 years out from writing all that racist stuff, he was 3 years out. How much of it did he still believe? When he was an active racist back in law school, was he still planning on joining the Center for Individual Rights?

If the answer is yes, and the actions of a blatant racist and the "classical liberal" he has now become are essentially identical, then, uh, I'm sorry, but that seems like the kind of thing that might be a pretty important part of the story of wokeness.

If the answer is "No" then, well, we're still left with the fact that he just blatantly lied about how and why he reached his current conclusions. This story of someone who had a vague, wonkish interest in something obscure but just had to speak up when he realized it was getting out of control in the teens is an utter lie.

This is a man who has told very self-serving lies about how and why he has reached the conclusions that he has, lies that are designed to leave out crucial parts of any honest appraisal of wokeness, and who kept telling those lies until he was unable to get away with it, up to this year.

I think his willingness to lie about his own supposed field of expertise in order to sell books is pretty damning in itself, and that didn't happen 15 years ago, that happened this year.

[blysse-and-blunder]

In lieu of a week in the woods

sunday, august 27, 2023 ~ 11:30pm

just got back from 6+ days off the grid, swimming, drinking tea, porch sittin’, and generally revisiting old stomping grounds. somehow it still wasn’t long enough.

(you can add a read more on mobile now??!!)

Reading picked out some specific weird old trade paperbacks to read at the cottage, and successfully finished one: margaret atwood’s lady oracle. one of those books where I will be thinking about it forever, but not necessarily because I enjoyed it? good prose moments, good turns of phrase or moments of clear perception, but i found the main character sort of perplexing—the bits of old Toronto, vintage mid century canadian childhood and adolescence, were probably what will stick with me. That and the way that I think it was trying to get psychonanalytic but, in classic 80s feminist fiction style, it didn’t make a ton of sense. also the fatphobia? like, experimenting with the pov of someone with intense body dysmorphia / weight shaming / internalized fatphobia felt unempathetic? like i was supposed to be impressed or titillated or surprised by this choice, that the book would even consider having a main character who was fat. period typical, sure, part of the mid century setting, sure, but also like. gratuitous.

also finished italo calvino’s the baron in the trees, and a.k. larkwood’s the unspoken name, and started the audiobook for the long way to a small angry planet. Also began my harrow the ninth reread, and wow this book is good. and even more so when you can follow what’s happening.

listening only the fact that I did spend so long literally in the woods has prevented me from having in-depth thoughts and feelings about hozier’s unreal earth. more to come as I sit with it longer, but so far—strong positive feelings. some new ground, some old ground, and some things that bridge the two nicely. worth listening to with headphones or however you can pick up all the layers in the mix. I really like ‘Icarian carrion’ on this listen.

watching watched a couple of episodes of Star Trek: Strange New Worlds this evening, since being back— ‘lost in translation,’ and the lower decks cross-over. loved seeing boimler and mariner in the flesh, and the different gags they fit into that one, despite the fact that one of the things I’ve liked most about this season has been the show gradually giving time to some of the more philosophical questions trek can explore—but lower decks does that too, sometimes better, and these two episodes back to back fit pretty well.

playing it was a very boardgame forward week at the cottage— clue, PARKS, and a new one for me, shadows over Camelot. not an uncomplicated setup, but some of the tie-ins to actual arthurian themes (the grail quest keeps pulling players in but it will grind them up and spit them out! the next generation are the ones who survive!) caught and held my enjoyment when the different mechanics threatened to lose it. I also tuned in to d&d remotely for a bit, though my connection was bad, and my rig was rated ‘haunted’ by the other players. they could hear crickets over the voice chat 😌🌲

making sewed a new patch onto my jacket and moved another two—picture to follow. didn’t do any of the mending I brought, but have had thoughts about what makes sense and what I might buy to supplement the projects. new fabric store on my commute deserves a visit, methinks.

working on truly the answer here is ‘not overthinking or delaying out of perfectionism’. which I have already done. finished all but the last eng 385 essay feedback, finished proofing for joe and responding to the department’s newsletter person for the piece she’s writing; still have to finish this letter of recommendation and these two (2!?) chapter drafts. the point is to be able to write a final sentence and just. let them go. learn how to not stop shy of finishing something. learn how to bring something (anything) to a state of some kind of completion. sure, right. sure.

if you need me, I’ll be back in the woods.

[never-not-ever]

First Week Outpatient

August 1st-7th

So I discharged around 1pm on that Thursday. For weeks prior I had been taking useless junk home so that on my day of discharge I wouldn’t be walking the hall with ten thousand bags drawing attention to me. I just wanted to leave quietly and not make a big deal about it.

I had to stop at my PACT teams office for my meds. I have a therapist, psychiatrist, case manager and a nurse on my team there. My nurse packs my meds for me in a weekly pill organizer. I’ve always told my IP doctor to not discharge me with a months supply of meds and it just so happened to work out that with PACT they offer the weekly medication pickup. So I went straight there and then headed home because I had a virtual appointment with my therapist at 4.

After that me and my Nana drove my nephew back home in NH cause he had been staying at my Nana’s. On the way back home I stopped to get groceries and was panicking so much in the store. I still remember what stoplight we were at when it became 8:00. Staring at the time I kept thinking I should be back at McLean, this is the latest time you have to return from a pass. This isn’t right. I shouldn’t be outside right now. It’s too dark. That day felt like a pass. I remember freaking out in my kitchen that night, hyperventilating and trying to calm myself down saying “you’re going to be back on the campus tomorrow, less than 24 hours, it’s going to be okay, it's going to be okay”.

Anyways, Jesus, if I write so much nonsense these updates are going to be essays. Stick to the important stuff!! Okay so I started PHP the next day on Friday. I’ll add these in the tags but I’ll post a warning here too. There’s going to be talk of drinking and self harm and restricting. So partial was Friday and then Saturday night I got drunk and self harmed for the first time in over 6 weeks. I bought a 6 pack of White Claw and the whole 6 was just the right amount to get blissfully drunk and escape for a bit. Alcohol affects me differently after having weight loss surgery so I honestly don't know if 6 is the standard or way too much?

Monday I told my program psychiatrist and she wanted to look at my arm but I didn’t have extra bandaids so she told me to bring some the next day. I also met with my program therapist and we talked about starting a diary card and what to track. I told her how since I’ve been home I’m not hungry/eating and I’m not complaining. Saturday when I got drunk all I had that day was applesauce around lunchtime. So I mentioned the word “restricting” and tried to give the short version of my fucked up body image, losing (necessary) weight, losing it in a healthy way and also unhealthy ways at times, that I’ve never been diagnosed with an eating disorder but I know I have a fucked up relationship with food and my body….

So later that evening I got a phone call from disability. I should have applied back in September but instead I didn’t apply until April. They said it could take 6 months before I get a decision on my application. For months I kept checking online to see how much of my application had been looked at it. I needed money and felt like such a financial burden on my Nana. I had just borrowed money from her to pay my phone bill and an hour later disability called asking more questions that I’ve already answered in the past. She said she was the final person to review my application and that she’d be making a decision soon. If my application gets approved then I could be seeing a check within the next 4 weeks...

The following morning I checked my bank account and saw an ungodly amount of money, like two months worth of paychecks from my old job. I could actually pay my Nana back for all the money she’s given me while inpatient and afford to buy stuff to redo my apartment. And after seeing this money in my account I cried, not tears of joy but because I realized that even with this financial issue being lifted it still didn’t change how badly I wanted to end my life. Obviously money doesn’t buy happiness but like that money lifted a huge weight off my chest and it still didn’t matter. My passive SI, self harm urges and depression was shit when I discharged and it was just slowly getting worse.

So back to the timeline. So that "money thing" happened Tuesday morning. I brought bandaids to PHP and mind you I didn’t know what my arm looked like. I didn’t know if it was bad, I just slapped bandaids on it Saturday night and never looked at it again until that day when my doctor looked at it. It was so triggering seeing it. I'm going to get real descriptive here but I've never been able to cut over scars before. Maybe it's what I use but still I've basically run out of room on my go to arm. But drunk I was able to do it and deep. Two cuts, and obviously too much time had passed for me to get stitches but she still wanted me to go to Urgent Care after the program just to make sure it wasn’t infected. I felt like I was wasting their time. Going 3 days later just to get it re-bandaged… the nurse was so nice but the doctor seemed irritated. I think I spent almost 2 hours there, so pointless. They gave me a prescription for an ointment for my arm and they put in my chart that it “could have used stitches”. I never picked up the ointment.

Wednesday when I met with my psychiatrist she brought that up and said that if it happened again she wanted me to get seen right away.

11:19am Wed “I feel strange today. Maybe strange is the wrong word, disconnected? Empty, low, low energy. I can stare at the floor and get lost in my head.”

I started “seeing” my new therapist in the beginning of July but it was always virtual until that day. At 4 I had my first in person appointment and after the day being weird and shitty I was looking forward to it. But it was horrible.

So on the way home I went shopping. Dropped a couple hundred at Aerie and American Eagle and this was the start to my spending sprees. I FaceTimed with that friend I texted and it was a nice ending to the crappy day.

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#5

DIABOLIK LOVERS Do-S Kyuuketsu VERSUS Ⅲ Tower Records Tokuten Drama CD ”Ryoutei Academy’s ★ Nocturnal Mystery-Solving Exploration Team”

Original title:「夜の★嶺帝学院の謎解き探検隊」

Source: Diabolik Lovers VERSUS III Tower Records Tokuten Drama CD

Audio: Here

Seiyuu: Toriumi Kousuke, Midorikawa Hikaru, Kaji Yuki, Takahiro Sakurai, Kimura Ryouhei & Morikubo Shoutaro

Translator’s note: This is probably the most enjoyable tokuten CD I’ve listened to in a while! I really liked the vibe the boys had going on and the whole ‘school mysteries’ is a very popular topic in Japanese media so I’m not surprised that DL decided to cover it as well. My favorite part is the end though. I absolutely love how the whole North Pole thing continues to be a running gag ever since the early years of the franchise

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269 notes - Posted August 21, 2022

#4

DIABOLIK LOVERS CHAOS LINEAGE Sofmap Tokuten Drama CD: “The Vampire’s Every Day: Board Game Edition ~ Ayato VS Kanato VS Laito ~”

Original title: ヴァンパイア達の日常ボードゲーム編～アヤトVSカナトVSライト～

Source: Diabolik Lovers Chaos Lineage Animate Tokuten Drama CD [CD not owned by me]

Audio: Here

Seiyuu: Midorikawa Hikaru, Kaji Yuki, Hirakawa Daisuke

Translator’s note: Back when I translated the silent squad version of this CD, I remember thinking to myself that it had to be the funniest drama CD I ever had the pleasure of listening to. While I still think the Shuu/Reiji/Subaru one is just a little better, this CD definitely delivers as well. I’m just not that crazy about the triplets, but if you’re a triplet stan, you’ll be sure to have a blast with this one!

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DIABOLIK LOVERS MORE CHARACTER SONG Animate Tokuten Drama CD ”Mr. Vampire’s Gloomy Working Lifestyle”

Original title: ミスターヴァンパイアの憂鬱なるバイト生活

Source: DIABOLIK LOVERS MORE CHARACTER SONG Animate Tokuten Drama CD ”Mr. Vampire’s Gloomy Working Lifestyle” [CD not owned by me]

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Seiyuu: Toriumi Kousuke, Kaji Yuki, Takahiro Sakurai, Kimura Ryouhei, Kishio Daisuke

Translator’s note: This CD has been mentioned so many times to me as the elusive ‘Shuu works as a cashier’ CD and finally I got the chance to translate it! Up till now, only a short sample clip was circling the internet, but one of my wonderful followers purchased the CD and shared the audio with me. uwu Even though this CD doesn’t have a lot of my favorite (aside from Shuu), I still enjoyed it a lot! It was so much fun to imagine the absolute chaos breaking loose as these 5 Vampires try to run a convenience store. 

ーー NOW FOR THE ELEPHANT IN THE ROOM. Am I tripping or does Azusa sound totally different in this track??? His voice sounds a lot softer? Or like more high-pitched??? Azusa stans back me up here.

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DIABOLIK LOVERS BLOODY BOUQUET Animate Tokuten Drama CD “The Secret Behind a Demon World’s Wedding Reception ~Vampires’ Hospitality~”

Original title: 「魔界的披露宴の極意～ヴァンパイアのおもてなし～」

Source: Diabolik Lovers Bloody Bouquet Animate Tokuten Drama CD

Audio: Here

Seiyuu: Toriumi Kousuke, Kaji Yuki, Hirakawa Daisuke, Kimura Ryohei, Suzuki Tatsuhisa, Morikawa Toshiyuki

Translator’s note: I found this CD to be incredibly informative and interesting because it really does teach us more about the Demon World and its traditions. I genuinely had a lot of fun hearing them talk about the three different household’s various customs when it comes to parties and ceremonies. :3 Rejet should definitely make more drama CDs like these which combine light-hearted comedy with lore.

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My #1 post of 2022

DIABOLIK LOVERS CHARACTER DRAMA CDS [ENG MASTERLIST]

-> All translations on this list were done by me over the course of the past 2 years. Please do not claim any of them as your own, re-upload them on other websites (even if you give credit!) or translate them to another language. 

-> This masterlist features all ‘character CDs’, which means they focus on one (or two in case of the VERSUS series) characters and they are usually about 50 minutes to an hour long in length. If you also want to check out all mini dramas and tokuten CDs I’ve translated, please check out my main masterlist over here!

[SAKAMAKI SHUU ・ 逆巻シュウ]

DIABOLIK LOVERS Do-S Kyuuketsu CD Vol. 6 Sakamaki Shuu

DIABOLIK LOVERS Do-S Kyuuketsu VERSUS I Vol. 1 Ayato VS Shuu

DIABOLIK LOVERS MORE,BLOOD Vol.09 Sakamaki Shuu

DIABOLIK LOVERS Do-S Kyuuketsu VERSUS Ⅱ Vol.2 Shuu VS Reiji

DIABOLIK LOVERS BLOODY BOUQUET Vol.4 Sakamaki Shuu

DIABOLIK LOVERS Do-S Kyuuketsu VERSUS Ⅲ Vol.5 Shuu VS Yuma

DIABOLIK LOVERS Para-Selene Vol.13 Sakamaki Shuu

DIABOLIK LOVERS ZERO Floor.10 Sakamaki Shuu - Thomason -

DIABOLIK LOVERS Do-S Kyuuketsu VERSUS Ⅳ Vol.2 Shuu VS Ruki

DIABOLIK LOVERS MORE, MORE BLOOD Vol.3 Sakamaki Shuu

DIABOLIK LOVERS DAYLIGHT Vol.2 Sakamaki Shuu

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[coconox]

random ramble since i’ve been thinkin a lot lately instead of doing hw but ermmm anyways

i guess for some lore about myself i was a lurker on pgrtwt starting late 2021? then august 2022 was when i started posting there (basically around the time of pgr’s 1st anni art contest). anyways i’ve been playing the game ever since day 1 of its global release and it took me a while to get out of my comfort zone to interact with people cause my social skill levels are in the negatives lol

from my swiss cheese memory i’d say my experience was relatively ok in terms of interacting with the fandom at first. i’ve made so many friends whom i still talk to to this day and i honestly love and appreciate them with all my heart. and as much as i wanna shine on the positives i remember, there’s definitely been more memorable negatives that i want to let off my chest after idk how many years at this point.

to not turn this into a giant essay i’ll just say it upfront here: i left pgrtwt and ultimately twt as a whole last year because it's simply just not for me. these past few days/weeks from what my friends had been showing me really shed light on my experiences in the past, how a lot of the fandom just doesn’t appreciate artists/creatives, even months ago saying ai images are better which is fucking absurd and i will never, EVER tolerate that.

i loved the game so much, hell, i still want to love this game and as much as i want to, a huge part of my thoughts/feelings towards the game are also dependent on fandom interactions/experiences, and majority of that has been fairly negative whether that had been through twt or guild-related discord servers.

i’ve rarely ever felt like i was respected during my times of interacting in those servers, i have friends who felt/are feeling like they aren’t being respected on either twt or certain discord servers, and i’ve gotten tired of everything that has happened with this fandom. 

i’ll be announcing here that i’ll no longer be making any pgr fanart. my love for the game has been slowly dying out too, as personally future patches after vera’s gacha coating story just don’t interest me. i pretty much have it set in stone that i’m quitting gacha games altogether by the end of this year anyways. i'm still in school so the process of changing aesthetics and whatnot have been rather slow, but i have been moving on to other games/projects i've been wanting to work on

[theeternalwombtarot]

Hii, first of all I'm obsessed with your readings and your whole blog ♥️

Secondly, I want to share what is happening to me that I can't figure out. This is gonna be so long because it never happened sth like that in my whole life, hope you don't get bored by it 🙈

So, there's this person I started following at half year ago and basically fell in love, at first I was just start-strucked by his looks, then I got to know him a little better not directly tho just by crumbs like he talking with his friends and me watching from afar or how he posted on SM and what he wrote talking about himself and I started feeling even more attached because of his personality, so my love for him went beyond looks and day by day was getting stronger to the point that this year in May I started getting videos about how to manifest in general and there's was a particular tarot reader (my first one) I was fascinated by and started following her yt and then TikTok. This tarot reader posted a collective reading (not about love but I think it was work related) few hours before which it resonated with me so I started looking for others tarot readings in the search section and I suddenly got one while scrolling down which said "this person with blue eyes and that likes rock music is obsessed with you" the gasp I left and literally stopped breathing I was shook because she literally described two important details about my person "blue eyes" and "he likes rock music" and she said other things I resonated with. That's how started my obsession with tarots. And here started coming synchronicities which that time I thought they were coincidences and since May of this year I keep getting synchronicities about this person I'm so in love with.

Another thing which is not less important is that since he came into my life I can't love anyone else like I used to have many crushes and fell easily howevere none of them were mutual and didn't receive any synchronicities about them, but this person.. wow I can't stop thinking about them since August of last year and since May of this year it got "worse" and I keep seeing signs about them since that Month but sometimes they confuse me and sometimes it's like they ant to prove me.

Can you figure out what's that, which I've never ever experienced in my whole life I've never felt so attached to someone even though I've never met them but I saw with my own eyes two signs from them in April which made me scream inside bec one was too explicit but I thought it was a coincidence ngl. Also I've never dated seriously so I still have my V-card even tho I'm almost 30 yo. Oh, and I also got my spiritual awakening in May, as if he triggered it but he has still to have it I think.

Sorry for the essay but you don't have to reply with another essay, don't worry and take your time. I appreciate it 💞💞

ps. sorry for my english

Baby, this sounds like limerance. You don’t know this personal in real life, you only what you’ve observed about him online, you’ve never met this person nor spoken to this person from what I can see and understand. But you’re infatuated and obsessed with this person, so much so that you believe that you’re receiving signs from him or the universe that he likes you back or that you’re meant to be together.

Things like this are difficult to deal with especially when you are a spiritual person, believe in the metaphysical or something of the sort. You have to ask yourself where at some point your spiritual beliefs are crossing a line for you. You have to ask yourself if what you’re experiencing is really the work of your spirit guides or divinely guided or a symptom of child hood ptsd or something like it.

Limerance usually it caused by early attachment trauma, I know what it is, I know what it feels like because I’ve been there before. Someone or something that really helped me open my eyes up to this concept and digest it so that I can heal and understand what I was going through and what was really going on with me is The Crappy Childhood Fairy on YouTube. She has a beautiful video on limerence and she shares a plethora of examples on it by using letters from people who’ve reached out to her to help understand their own relationships.

She has multiple videos on limerence and this topic, now this is not to say that magical thinking or spirituality or my practice or lifestyle isn’t real or isn’t worth confiding in terms of relationships and connections but I think you may easily stumble into this direction at times to help validate what it is you’re experiencing, thinking and feeling, I’m sorry if this isn’t what you were expecting and I hope this this is helpful for you to some extent or at least gives you a different perspective. ❤️

[alphamalereviewsfanfics]

KEEP IN TOUCH by FooT (chapters 1-3)

SUMMARY: “Agent Stone has taken it upon himself to keep watch for the missing Doctor Robotnik. Meanwhile, on the Mushroom Planet, the Doctor stumbles on a most novel way to contact his former assistant to coordinate his return to Earth.”

[NOTE: Still going through my drafts and I found this gem from early December. I still agree with everything I’ve said and I suggest listening to The Pleasure Principle by Gary Numan while reading the fanfic if you ever get the chance.]

PREGAME: I read this fanfic during a time where I was so sick that it was hard to get out of bed so all I could do was lay in bed in the dark and binge-read fanfics. So I have many reviews to write, but so little motivation since as an alpha I have better things to do, like play fallout and think about my partner, (very important things). This fanfic wasn’t a very promising one from the naked eye, especially since it was an unfinished fanfic that was last updated in august of 2020. But at the time i first read it, I was desperate. I had seen it around before, but seeing the tags “butt plug” and “teleportation” right next to eachother didn’t feel right to me. But alas, the tags, “Dubious Science,” “Morse Code,” and “Anal Play” piqued my interest, once I had nothing else to read so I got through it.

REVIEW: Upon first glance, you wouldn’t think that this is the best fanfic you’ve read in your life, but it might be the case this time. This fanfic plays into the absurdity of the concept to a T, and it’s beautiful. The author has this skill of being able to beautifully describe the struggle that Stone goes through emotionally, while also making sure the comedic bits don’t alienate the audience or seem too much like a random change in tone. This has to be one of my favorite things I’ve ever read man. Like I don’t know what I’ve been doing with my life until I read this. Before this I was just a regular man reading regular fanfictions by regular people who like piss and tildes. But now, I am a man who has read a fanfic by a person who has written more fanfictions about PRO WRESTLING than the amount of years I’ve known how to read. It bewilders me. My life will never be the same. The egg shaped vibrating buttplug has changed me. The characterization of Agent Stone and Eggman is just beautiful. His process of elimination to find out that Robotnik is communicating with him via vibrating butt plug in Morse code is fucking insane but you’re with him on the ride and you know what the answer is but you want the explanation, the buildup, AND YOU GET ALL OF THAT AND MORE??? Making Stone a loser nerd who got the fucking Morse code badge in Boy Scouts is genius because the man is literally the type and he has less than 20 minutes of screen time. This makes me understand him more than I ever had. It’s like that one ofmd fanfic about izzy hands being into petplay but also made me want to analyze the character and write an essay on the depth of the character. It’s that but like more because it’s better written. This is beautiful. It should be in the Louvre bro trust me. Seeing Stone recognize a distress signal from the vibrations in his ass is a sight to see trust me bro. Also this author dude is working in healthcare and I respect them more than anything hopefully they’re doing well on this fine day. Read this please.

RATING: 7.8/8 dubious scientific processes (alpha male ranking)

[masonpelt]

My Writing About Musk Isn't About Musk

It seems like I've been writing a lot about Musk. Objectively I, and most other writers have been. I cannot speak for others, but for me Musk is just an object lesson in the bad part of startup land.  

I've been around startups since I was a teenager. I've seen so many gallons of toxic startup BS. Musk embodies all of it, in a neatly name-recognizable package. But he's just a repeating story of the same old nonsense.

My digipal @naynerz shared a draft of something she'd written about a particularly absurd requirement in many companies hiring processes. It's an excellent article and I'll let her publish at the time of her choosing. Reading her draft caused me to rerun an article from October with my takeaways from a bad startupish job listing.

https://masonpelt.substack.com/p/a-business-lesson-from-a-bad-job

To sum the article up in bullet points:

Founder/CEOs often scale way past their capacity to manage but stay super protective of the company.

The skills and approach that allow founder's to build, often complemented by delusional confidence and dumb luck, rarely scale with the organization.

When someone doesn’t know what they don’t know, the human tendency is to develop irrational proxies to evaluate.

Last month I had a job interview with a startup that was so bad I've written three articles about how not to conduct a job interview. The articles will likely end up published on my own channels because startup media has basically vanished. It seems like most startup coverage now begins with $100 million and 200 employees.

https://twitter.com/masonpelt/status/1598915778174033922 In August I wrote that Musk's flippant disregard for his contracts to acquire Twitter showed that smart contracts aren't really possible.  I didn't have to search for an example of a startup that owed money to my company. I just used the example where A Twitter cofounder was an investor. 

https://hackernoon.com/elon-musk-shows-the-limits-of-smart-contracts I have many other stories. I'm still pissed off about being stiffed on petty amounts of money from  startups back when I was 17. My friend @cullen has his own stories of nonpayment as a teenager working with startups. We are not alone, Musk embodies the startup world.  

In the context of a long and personal essay about how the behavior of those in entrepreneurship often mirror those with substance use disorders Musk's name didn't come up once. And yet, I shared this article with people because it explains much of Musk's behavior. 

https://pushroi.com/examining-entrepreneurial-addicting-to-the-ghost-of-a-friend/

The startup space overlaps with the fake guru space heavily. The personalities are often hard to differentiate. But small scale is uninteresting to readers, or worse institutional support is extended to pay the bills.  

https://www.linkedin.com/pulse/fake-gurus-welcome-online-business-guru-grifter-industrial-mason-pelt/

In that article from 2020, I talked about the Forbes 30 under 30 lists and Forbes Councils as shams. "In 2017, the aforementioned Sam Ovens made the Forbes 30 Under 30 Asia: Industry, Manufacturing & Energy list. What does a man from New Zealand, selling the secrets to earning six figures, with offices in Dublin and New York City, have to do with manufacturing or Asia?

I’m not saying Ovens bought his way onto the list. But Forbes props up fake guru types with credibility. In fact, undeserved endowment of their trusted brand is built into the business model. Even now, Forbes takes money from people to become members of one of the Forbes Councils. With that nearly $2,000 membership, someone can write for the Forbes site and use the trusted logo on marketing material in perpetuity."

My attack on Forbes was part of why that article ran in the independent Arc Digital, and not mainstream or quasi mainstream tech press. At the moment I have three articles being pitched to editors about the startup world. All mention Elon Musk. Heck, I got a very polite rejection from one editor, because they had too many Musk stories. Fair, Musk, Holmes, and SBF all generate a lot of think pieces, because mainstream news will cover them. The articles are often just a repeating story of the same old nonsense. Only this way, people will care.

[theloniousbach]

RETIREMENT CHRONICLES 1.5

I wrote the first installment of this series two and a half weeks ago as an end/first of the year reflection on four months of my retirement*. The asterisk reflects that I was for those four months and will be again fully engaged with the academic calendar with teaching and involvement around a very rewarding program.

But this past month has looked a bit more like retirement. I did some of that school work (grading and prep plus some like administrative work and went to campus a very very little), but largely it was up to me to organize my time, to wake up in the morning and say what should I do?

Except, of course, it wasn’t particularly spontaneous. I had plans (and, I confess, a record system) that extended the fall’s goals—exercise, reading/writing, watching music and writing about it, playing music.

Since this is what Summer when I’m not teaching will look like, Winter Break was a rehearsal just as previous ones have been for retirement.

That’s why this one is numbered 1.5 even if the May one is 2.0 and the August one will be 3.0

I kept the EXERCISE habit intact by going to the gym and taking advantage of “vitalities” that mean that I don’t hurt the next day. We walked outside as we could but I also used the home treadmill several times. My home yoga though slipped some.

I READ lots of fiction, spurred on by having now three mystery series going with those books taking me a couple of days each. But I read a couple of books in an alternative history series I’ve followed for years. The one literary novel was the second Aubrey/Maturin historical novel by Patrick O��Brian. There are 18 more which I have on loan. Those will go north for the summer as the idea of buying three Kindle books a week seems too much, even if it may not actually be more than how others get their stories by cable/streaming services.

I WROTE less than I thought I might in part because of an identity crisis born of the realization that what I like about mysteries is the overall arc of the series and not the mechanics and puzzle of plot. I continue to have fun with it, but let me now say that what I am doing is historical fiction as I amuse myself and try to be clever by seeing how my characters intersect with actual events plausibly. I continue to hope that I don’t sabotage myself by falling back on my training as a historian. I am not that careful or deep in particular knowledge about this period, so I’m just trying to be clever for my own amusement while telling stories about my characters.

With reading being a primary escape/past time, I still watched lots of JAZZ taking advantage of the discovery that I could watch both sets of a run in close proximity using the Small’s/Mezzrow’s You Tube channels rather than wait for sets to be archived. Those 25 sets turned into 15 souvenir essays.

I PLAYED piano exactly once and briefly at that and bass not at all, so those remain aspirational. But I played lots of guitar and made modest progress with Drop D tuning where, for some reason, I have the notes in my hands and can fingerpick the melodies of tunes—lots of folk tunes based in the church like I’ll Fly Away or Will the Circle Be Unbroken?, amusingly enough—nearly intuitively. This started with a Homespun instructional video on flatpicking fiddle tunes. I have a tentative grasp on a third one of those, but it’s still unfamiliar territory for my playing. But besides Drop D, my other fingerpicking benefits too.

I’m looking forward to teaching starting tomorrow with lots of familiar and talented students.

But I’m also looking forward to seeing how I extend the lessons of this past month to mid-May through mid-August.

[lindalung]

rambles on armed reaction & feminism

So I just finished Armed Reaction IV (I’ve been on a slow binge-watch of the series since last August cause I love Joyce Tang) and I have some thoughts I guess. Disclaimer: This is in no way a cohesive essay or anything just pure rambles cause it’s 1am. 

TWs for rape mention

Chan Sam Yuen (Joyce Tang) has always been the heart of the series even if the first female lead is always another actress in each series. In the first series she’s a complete tomboy, and the series is trying to have a feminist message and empower women. She was the first female cop in HK to fire a gun and gun-toting female cops/female cops in general were scarce so it was a big deal. To be honest I’ve never been really into the whole Sam Yuen/Ching Fung relationship from the start (even Joyce/Marco🤮 stuff irl aside). 

Anyways, Ching Fung (Marco Ngai) literally admits to being a misogynist and discriminates women based on their gender which is just... a red flag. The show wanted a nice enemies to lovers arc and sure their relationship is portrayed as cute sometimes but they sure go through a lot of shit. Even before the main messed up cheating arc with Wing (Angie Cheong) he gets drunk and hooks up with some girl in the first series too. 

I feel like the first series has a lot of these little feminist moments, where Sam Yuen is adamant that women can do anything men can do. Her character is contrasted with Yu Sau Ngo (Esther Kwan) who, at the start of the series, is a housewife who works a deskjob cause it’s more acceptable for women. She prioritizes her kid and her husband, but in the end her husband leaves her. I didn’t really like Bobby Au-Yeung’s character Siu Sang either. I’m glad Chi (Ada Choi)’s character actually broke up with him cause I don’t think I’d forgive a man if he switched out my birth control to try getting me pregnant like... red flag. 

Anyways, then as the series progresses and she becomes a mother, and starts to prioritize her family over work which I guess is normal and happens to women irl. It just felt like her character started changing too much and didn’t feel like the original feminist her from the first series. I suppose people change, and they wanted to show character development, like the tomboy in her early 20s can become a good wife/mother etc. I was kinda iffy on that, I don’t think she should’ve changed too much. Or maybe it’s meant to show that women can lean into “traditional” female roles and still be strong feminists or whatever idk. Then I noticed in 2021 series, they bring back the feminist quotes from Sam Yuen. She challenges Moses Chan’s character a lot, saying things about strong women, and telling him not to assume certain misogynistic stereotypes about women. I think it’s a little on the nose and trying to get the audience to remember the first series like ‘Hey remember her?? The strong female character?’

Now let’s get into her experiences. Chan Sam Yuen is notorious for being one of if not TVB’s most tragic characters. Father already dead, violently raped, ptsd and other trauma, son killed, daughter kidnapped, nearly died giving birth to her second son, husband killed, etc... like... can she please have a break??? What was the reason for all this... Did the show keep throwing curveballs at her to prove how strong she is despite all that? Why does she have to suffer so much? Is it like those horror movies where she’s being punished for being a feminist? But ironically, it’s the things associated with traditional femininity like motherhood/being a wife where she gets hurt the most, like she loses her children and husband. Is this supposed to mean anything or am I reading too much into it?? 

The ending of series 4 was kind of an open ending (well until the 2021 series came), and was supposed to be hopeful. (And another TVB BBQ finale) Sam Yuen spends the rest of her life being optimistic that maybe one day, her husband will return. Maybe he’s alive out there. This is very similar to Joyce’s other notable character Hung Sheung Sin from Come Home Love: Lo and Behold who also spends 20 years yearning for a husband to come back. I feel like with all the grief Sam Yuen endures, it could’ve been explored a lot more. I mean, there were 40 episodes in Series 4! Dragged on way too long on things that I didn’t particularly care about if you ask me, and a lot of the Bobby/Ada stuff was like an exact rehash of the Bobby/Esther stuff in earlier series (he gets the girl, he doesn’t get the girl, etc.)  Then in Armed Reaction 2021 she finally gets some closure and learns to move on and finally accept that her husband is gone. Very emotional, well acted, and the best part of the reboot.

I feel that at the core of the series, the strongest points have always been the female friendships between Sam Yuen and the other female lead, whether it is Esther Kwan or Ada Choi’s characters. TBH They should’ve just been gay together They have always been supportive of each other throughout, which I appreciate.

BONUS:

Not even getting into the queer-coding discussion rn but bonus points for Sam Yuen saying she doesn’t discriminate gay people klsdjflsd.

And bonus points for Cherry (Mandy Lam) showing up in Armed Reaction IV. I didn’t expect her to be in so many episodes and have a whole plot based around her being forced to drug-deal. I thought she would only be in 1 episode so I’m pleasantly surprised <3 Love her and wish she could’ve interacted with Sam Yuen.

[mischiefsworn]

I posted 235 times in 2022

That's 63 more posts than 2021!

62 posts created (26%)

173 posts reblogged (74%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@gingersrockstheuniverse

@narcissablackasnightmalfoy

@krakengalaxyprincess

@without-an-alibi

@allegasus

I tagged 37 of my posts in 2022

#ooc - 13 posts

#please specify muse - 5 posts

#c; aquila malfoy - 2 posts

#roleplay meme - 2 posts

#sentence starters - 2 posts

#rp meme - 2 posts

#updated muse list - 1 post

#yesss!! - 1 post

#ooc post - 1 post

#c; vega black - 1 post

Longest Tag: 54 characters

#she looks up to them a lot even if she doesn’t show it

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

//I’ve just decided to write a fanfic I’ve been thinking about for about 6 years.. I’m gonna start on it today.. the only site I know how to use is Fanfiction.net and yeah.. advice would be good I haven’t done a fanfic since like 2016

2 notes - Posted July 26, 2022

#4

// sometimes tumblr feels like a waste of time.. I have really nothing going on here..

4 notes - Posted November 17, 2022

#3

Tonks @ Aquila: “I’m sorry I’m hot and funny. Are you mad at me?”

"Never." She whispered as she pulled Tonks into a hug. "Just upset that it wasn't another witch who walked through the door." She sighed, few knew of her sexuality and though she didn't mind as long as her partner was pureblood, she couldn't bring herself to promise. "I can only think of how much easier it would be if I was your sister and not your cousin."

7 notes - Posted August 27, 2022

#2

To vega from Donna: “hey Black!” Donna yells out, trying to catch up with her. “Where the bloody hell is your cousin..I have a bone to pick with him.”

Vega stopped and turned around waiting for Donna. "If you are talking about the mutt, I would presume he is either sucking up to Potter, or sucking off Lupin." She responded clearly not caring about where he actually was. "If not they will be picking on Severus again."

8 notes - Posted September 27, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Hermione sat down at the table all the way in the back of the library. It was her favorite spot, no one could interrupt her studying. It seems like everyone was so worked up these days, with the tournament and Yule ball that they are forgetting classes are still happening.

With a content smile, she began writing her essay for potions. (Hope this is okay for a starter)

Aquila was walking through the halls with her book bag, tired of hearing about the tournament and ball from her brother and his friends. She made her way to the library and found a spot in the back already taken by the female third of the golden trio.

"Do you mind if I study with you?" She questioned softly not moving to sit down until given permission.

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[jariten]

August 2022 roundup!!

Apologies for the pause, I was trapped in the torture labyrinth.  August was one of the slower months for me but what I did end up reading was good so I have no complaints. The general theme for this selection is “late to the party” because these are almost all titles people have been evangelizing to me or just generally on tumblr but I was taking forever to give them a try. First up is Yokohama Kaidashi Kikou by Hitoshi Ashinano, I anticipated this license for a long time which is why I never picked it up in Japanese or gave the scanlation a try. And I’m satisfied by how it delivered on what was promised to me all these years, a quiet and not all that unpleasant apocalypse.  Maison Ikkoku by Rumiko Takahashi I have of course been reading since the Viz rerelease began but I only found myself 100% invested and compelled by the narrative and its characters this year and its quickly becoming one of my favorite Takahashi works. There’s few writers or series I can think of who pulls off such a repetitive and slow narrative development quite like this.

And the series that I’ve avoided maybe the longest... Teppu by Moare Ohta. I remember when the scanlation was still ongoing and there was a whole tumblr grassroots movement to spread the word about Teppu, but I just didn’t pick it up for no particular reason. But it always remained on my radar until I finally acquired a complete set for the series and oh my goddd this was way too short of a journey. It got everything, a sports narrative centering on talent+genius vs effort, unhinged main character, subtextual lesbianism that’s barely subtext, just the kind of compelling read I have been missing lately.  On the other side of the spectrum is Sava no Natsu ga Kita by Yumiko Oshima. The more I read of her bibliography I’ve found that her stories are either nothing burgers (but often still interesting thanks to the presentation) or extremely compelling internal narratives. Her essay/diary comics like the Sava series is an interesting middle ground. The Sava series is little stories from her daily life living alone with her cat Sava who she anthropomorphises into a tall man with the face of David Bowie. Like with Wata no Kuni Hoshi I don’t quite know how to verbalize how this anthropomorphism of the cats and other animals that appear adds a surreal quality to the rather benign and uneventful stories from a period during which she confessed to struggling with making manga at the pace she once did.

Other continuing and concluding series from August were Dai Dark volume 4, Knight of the Ice volume 11 (final volume) and How Do We Relationship volume 6!

[lottiebagley]

Space Girl- George Weasley

Space Girl, show me the stars You know the galaxies of my heart

George Weasley was not excited for his first astronomy lesson of the year. He'd agreed to do the class simply because he needed to fill his timetable and it seemed more enjoyable than history of magic.

That's what he had told Fred at least.

In reality he had opted for astronomy for one specific reason. Y/N Y/L/N. She was a shy Hufflepuff girl and although he had never spoken to her George was absolutely enamoured with her.

So, as he dreaded the lecture ahead he tried to remember that this cloud had a silver lining, and it was a silver lining that was absolutely worth it. This was all confirmed when he walked into the astronomy classroom and saw her.

She was sat at a desk at the back of the room. Her hair twirling round her finger as she studied the open text book in front of her, seemingly unaware of the chaos around her. George noted happily, that none of her friends seemed to be in the class and rather than asking to sit with Angelina and Katie like he had been planning he figured what the hell and went for it.

"Hey, is it alright if I sit here?" He questions, willing his cheeks to not flush red when he looks up at him

"Oh, of course you can George," she nods, moving her stuff to the left to make room for him. He feels his heart leap at her knowing that it was him and not Fred.

"How did you know?" He questions, head cocking to the side to look at her better. He smiles slightly at the bright red flush on her cheeks.

"You aren't that hard to tell apart," she shrugs

"Our own mother can't always do it," he pesters, he's genuinely intrigued how she seemed to know so easily.

"Uh, okay then. You're slightly taller so when you are together I could always work out who was who. From there I just kind of noticed little things, you have two freckles on your neck, Fred has a scar above his eyebrow. Your face is slightly longer, your nose is a little longer and has that cute little bump in it, your hair falls completely differently and your lip has a little curl in it. But the easiest way is that you have a different vibe about you," She rambles like it's the most obvious thing in the world and George himself wouldn't haven't been able to explain the physical differences so well.

He's pretty sure his heart melted on the spot.

"You should tell my mum all of this," he smiles gently, not knowing how to respond and explain that he's never felt more seen in his life.

"Sorry, I'm not a creep or anything I swear. Just observant,"

"It was quite sweet actually," George smiles, biting back a chuckle when her face blushes a bright red. "So, you any good at Astronomy?" He questions politely

"I'm okay. It's probably my best class. I've always known about it so," she shrugs, cutting herself off. She knew that George was a pure blood and probably wouldn't want anything to do with her if he knew she was a muggle born.

"You're a muggle born right?" He questions, she's surprised his tone doesn't sound angry or accusatory like was often the way with pure bloods, instead genuinely interested.

"Yeah," she confirms "my older sister is obsessed with astrology so I knew a lot about it before I got here. It's probably the only subject I didn't fail first term," she admits, George smiles softly. He can only imagine how hard it would be to come to the school with no magical knowledge.

"Look at you now, you're top of the year in almost everything," he points out

"Yeah, Ced helped me find my feet and after I settled in it all made sense," she explains. George knew that her and Cedric were best friends, he was a lot more outgoing and George had never quite understood how their friendship worked but it was no secret wherever one was the other wasn't far behind.

Girl, are you a cancer? 'Cause you make me cry When we kiss or dance in the sky We're dancing in the sky

"Hey space girl," George grinned brightly as he dropped into his seat

"If you've forgotten my name you can just ask you know," she blushes a little, not thinking that the boy she had fancied since second year could actually have given her a cute pet name.

No. The only logical explanation is that he had forgotten her name but after being sat next to her for two weeks now was much too polite to ask for it.

She had told Cedric this and he had laughed loudly, ruffling her hair and telling her that she would do well to remember how beautiful she was.

"I know you're name. Y/N Y/L/N. You're a Hufflepuff, obviously," he gestures to her tie before carrying on "Your best friend is Cedric Diggory and you two are always together. You tutor my little sister in potions. You help Professor sprout with the plants in the green house on a Sunday morning. You like to study in the library, specifically the second table from the back left corner. You never eat carrots but you love peas and you always buy two chocolate frogs at Honeydukes one for the walk back and one for a treat that night. I'm not a creep. I'm just observant," He finishes his ramble with a reference to when she had proved just how well she knew him a few weeks prior.

She sits, slightly astounded as he looks at her like his ability to list off so much information about her that she had never specifically told him shouldn't be a shock.

Her heart melts on the spot and she's pretty sure her crush just became real feelings.

"Why?" She questions quietly, not really meaning for him to hear

"You're beautiful and I like looking at you," he shrugs, turning to the text book in front of him. He notices her eyes still staring at him and turns to look at her "hey, you wouldn't want to study together one night this week would you?" He questions, smiling at the blush that overtakes her cheeks

"Yeah. I'd love that,"

"Amazing, does Wednesday work for you? I could meet you at the library after classes end,"

"Sure," she nods shyly, biting her lip to stop a smile and having no clue the very action makes George want to kiss her senseless.

"I know the table," he grins, chuckling when she blushes bright red before turning back to his book.

Space girl, I saw a lunar eclipse Looked like how I feel 'bout your lips Space girl, the only way that we'd end Was if you were sucked into a black hole

'You'll be fine. Just be your self and if he doesn't love you he is stupid,' Cedric's words ran around her head as she remembered sitting in his dorm whilst he calmed her down and Cho did her hair. She had protested to the couple that it wasn't a date but they had still insisted on helping her get ready during their free period after lunch.

Now, sat in the library she tried to remind herself that George was a lovely boy and wouldn't do anything to make her uncomfortable, he probably didn't even think of her like that.

"There's my space girl, you're looking particularly beautiful today," George is beaming as he approaches the table she's sat at, taking the seat next to her.

"Hey George, good day?"

"It's better now i'm here. Fred hasn't shut up about Millie all day, I mean I know he fancies her and all but seriously you'd think she hung the stars in the sky herself," He complains, not admitting even to himself that Fred would say he was just as smitten for his astronomy partner. "How was yours?" he asks, opening his bag to pull out his astronomy text book

"It was okay, Ced managed to blow up our potion so we have detention tomorrow night," She shrugs

"I'll see you there," He grins

"Why am I not surprised?" she deadpans and he allows his laugh to fill the air around them

"You know me to well," he blushes a little as he says it and forces himself to not stare at the way she bites her lip to stop from grinning. Half wanting her to stop so he could see that beautiful smile that seemed to be all he thought about and half wanting her to bite that lip every time he sees her because something about it was so attractive to him. "Do you mind explaining the constellation we learned about last lesson to me because I won't lie I was very distracted?" He doesn't feel like admitting that it was her that he found so distracting.

"Of course," She grins, unfolding her star map and pointing out the constellation Lyra "So Lyra is latin for Lyre, it is like a stringed instrument basically a harp, and it's associated with the myth of Orpheus," She begins to explain

"The musician guy?"

"Yeah," She confirms, watching as he takes notes of what she is saying "Orpheus was given the harp by Apollo, and it’s said that his music was more beautiful than that of any mortal man. His music could soothe anger and bring joy to weary hearts. Wandering the land in depression after his wife died, he was killed and his lyre  was thrown into a river. Zeus sent an eagle to retrieve the lyre, and it was then placed in the night sky and that's the story behind the constellation Lyra. It's best seen in August, and, it kind of looks like a lopsided square with a tail to Vega, it's brightest star," She recites, pointing towards the star on the constellation.

George tries hard to remember to focus on what she's saying, listening intently but he can't help his mind from wondering, instead scanning her face, every small detail, the way her eyes lit up as she talked, the way her lips curl in a small smile when she stops talking and notices him staring at her.

"Distracted again," he admits

"Clearly, you find astrology boring," she teases

"No, I just find you distracting," He admits, his heart melting as she is unable to stop the bright grin on her face. She doesn't say anything, simply grabs her notebook and opens it to the right page

"Copy my notes so you can at least teach yourself the content, the textbook is confusing," she instructs before turning back to her own work. They work silently for the next hour, dutifully copying notes and planning for their essay that's due in next week but routinely stealing glances at each other, blushing when one catches the other.

But I'd still spend my days dreamin' 'bout you Dreamin' 'bout you Tell me how to Stop dreamin' 'bout you

"Were you listening to anything I just said?" Fred questions, waving his hand in front of his brother's face

"Sorry, what was it?" George questions, pulling his eyes away from the Hufflepuff table. Fred sighs, turning to look at what George has been staring at and is not surprised in the slightest.

She is sat amongst her large friend group, despite being shy around people she didn't know she was chatting happily to the group. Cedric on her right, is laughing at the story she seems to be telling and Archie Young, who George hated simply for his obvious crush on her, is clinging onto every word.

"You are so whipped,"

"I know, it's embarrassing. I can't stop thinking about her and she probably only sees me as a friend,"

"Hey, don't say that. She would be stupid to not like you Georgie, besides, she stares at you just as much," Fred reassures his brother, usually he would tease him but he knows that this girl is different, it means something. "I still don't believe that she would never get us mixed up," Fred ponders, in reality he didn't doubt it, if George said she could tell them apart then why doubt him, but Fred wanted a moment alone with the girl.

"I swear to you that she wouldn't,"

"Lets test her," Fred exclaims, jumping up and tugging his twin out of the hall and to their dorm.

They spend an hour getting ready, stealing Ginny's eyeshadow to draw two fake freckles on Fred's neck, stying his hair attempting to fix every minor detail to make them utterly identical.

When they find her, she's hugging Cho Chang before turning around on her own and walking towards the Hufflepuff common room.

"Go hide," Fred instructs, shoving George towards an empty classroom he can watch from.

"Hey space girl!" She turns immediately at the name, mildly confused when the person approaching isn't George.

She had never spoken to Fred before and immediately feels herself becoming a little shy.

"Uh, hi Fred," she smiles as politely as possible. Fred stands with a smirk on his face.

"You fancy my brother," he states, she blushes a furious red that seems to be the final confirmation Fred needs, his moment alone with her providing the answer he had wanted.  

"I-uh-he-that-it-" she stutters out, Fred's smirk only grows as she turns impossibly more flustered before sighing  "How did you know?"

"Telling us apart is hard, especially when we try, you must really like him to know so quickly. Besides that reaction alone was enough to let me know I'm right,"

"Does he know?"

"He's blind," Fred shrugs, eyeing her as he decides he likes her, she clearly cares for George and that's all that matters to him.

"Right," she nods awkwardly

"I'm sure I'll be seeing you around," Fred grins before turning on his heel and heading back up the corridor to where an oblivious George is waiting.

Girl, are you a Cancer? 'Cause you make me cry When we kiss or dance in the sky We're dancing in the sky

George can't help the wide smile on his face when he sees her. She, like all the other 6th year astronomy students, is sat in her robes on the astronomy tower despite it being 11:45. He picks up the star map from a pile and heads towards her.

She is sat around a corner, almost out of eye line from the class completely and if he hadn't been looking for her he probably wouldn't have even seen her.  He sits down next to her, pressing his back against the cold stone wall just as she was doing.

The task was simple, to draw a diagram of the constellations they could see that night with the correct names onto an unlabelled star map and then from 6am tomorrow they had 48 hours to write an essay explaining each constellation they had found, it was their final assignment for the first term of school. George thought that was stupid, why would they do the task that involved sitting outside at night in December and the written exam in the summer when it would have been warmer.

"Hi," she speaks softly, the moonlight made her glow and George could have sworn she was an angel. Her own map was already a quarter full and wordlessly she arranges it so George can copy the notes she's already made.

"Hey, you okay?" he questions, noticing the way she curls into herself

"Just cold," she nods, he flashes her a smile, digging into his bag and pulling out a spare sweater and a blanket, both knitted by Mrs Weasley. He passes her the jumper

"Are you sure? you have it with you so that you won't freeze. I can't take it," she blushes

"No, I'm already wearing a jumper," he points out "I figured I'd bring a spare cause I knew you wouldn't think too," He adds with a smile, she blushes but accepts the jumper from his hands.

"thanks," she smiles, he nods. Watching as she pulls the jumper over her head. Her heart somersaults at the smell of George that envelopes her, his does the same at the sight of her in his jumper that looks baggy and too big, the sleeves like paws on her hands, and the large 'G' sewn into the front making him blush a little.

He wraps the blanket round one of his shoulders holding the other side out for her

"I don't bite," he speaks softly, it's like he can read her mind and knows she's thinking about how close they will be to sit under his blanket together. She blushes and giggles a little and George could die happy having heard that sound.

She shuffles closer, wrapping the blanket around her shoulder and begins to point out the constellations she's already mapped for him, cocooned next to him in the blanket.

They work together for the next twenty or so minutes as she stifles yawns, eventually allowing her head to droop onto George's shoulder when he teases her for stifling yet another yawn.

"This blanket smells like you," she mumbles, he blushes madly but can't help the smile

"Are you warm enough?"

"Bit cold, I'm fine though," she admits, he rolls his eyes at her as she shivers a little and wraps an arm around her, pulling her close to him

"Better?"

"Better," she confirms. She didn't mean to fall asleep but all cozy and warm being held by her crush it was impossible not to.

Not wanting to wake her, George finishes both his star map and hers before dozing off, his head resting on hers. He knew he should have woken her to go back to her dorm but spending the night sleeping with her in his arms was just too tempting.

She wakes up before him, having slept better than she ever had before and feeling utterly blissful in George's arms. That is until she realises she hadn't finished her work, she can't help the beam when she sees George has done it for her. She wants to stay wrapped in his arms but feels it better to leave now so it isn't awkward. In return for completing her work she takes her astronomy notebook that has all the answers to the essay written simply and leaves it on top of his star map, she knew the answers from memory anyway. Not even sparing the doodles and comments in it a thought.

She slips out of his hold, sneaking through the other students who fell asleep and heading back down the tower stairs to the main school, forgetting to take off his jumper.

George wakes up disappointed to not find her in his arms but smiles when he sees her notebook.

I hope you play this song some day And think of Earth Girl who loves Space Girl

George can't help the sigh as he explains to Fred where he had been all night.

"That all sounds pretty good to me Georgie," Fred comments, wondering why his brother seems down after his night with the girl.

"It was, I'd just hoped she'd be there when I woke up," he admits

"Well think about it like this, when have you ever had the opportunity to be disappointed that she wasn't there when you woke up before?" It's Hermione Granger who speaks up, she'd been listening to the twins talk on the sofa next to her and Harry's without really meaning too. It was just more interesting than Harry and Ron's discussion.

"you're right. It's better than nothing. Thanks Granger," he nods in agreement. He begins to flick through her notebook, not to study but simply enjoying the little doodles and her comments.

And then his world stops.

"How many people can you think of with the initials GW?" his questions is almost under his breath but Fred hears, perking up from the puking pastel plans he had been working on

"Just you and Gin, why?"

With no explanation George leaps up, jogging out of the room. Fred look mildly baffled until he sees her open notebook, and sure enough written on a corner amongst drawings of stars and planets is a little 'gw' with a heart next to it. Fred smirks and closes the book, turning back to his notes with a feeling of glee for his brother.

When George Weasley arrives outside the Hufflepuff common room he suddenly realises he has no clue how to actually get in, he stops, slightly out of breath from his sprint staring at the barrels.

"Hey George," her voice makes him jump as he turns to see her and Cedric approaching

"Hi," he smiles, suddenly not really sure what to say

"Well, now I've walked you back I'm going to go and find Cho," Cedric smiles politely at George, wiggling his eyebrows at the girl as she blushes.

"You looking for someone?" she asks politely

"You, actually,"

"Oh, what can I help you with?" she asks, he has no idea what to say "Oh! your jumper, it's in my room. You can come with," she smiles, reaching out and tapping at a barrel and then climbing into the passage that opens.

He follows wordlessly, glancing around the large circular room that is filled with yellows and blacks. She walks a little more confidently than he's seen before and smiles happily to the people who call out to her but doesn't stop to chat with them. He decides he likes it here, not only because it's so cosy but because he likes seeing her so at ease.

He follows her into her circular dorm room and towards a fourposter covered in pillows and blankets, his jumper sitting folded on top of the trunk at the end.

"I actually wanted to talk to you," he admits, it's now or never.

"Of course, what's up?" she questions, sitting comfortably on her bed and gesturing for him to sit down next to her

"I- well- how many people do you know with the initials GW?" he questions curiously, she looks at him, clearly mildly confused.

"Springing to mind just you and Ginny," She answers, not really sure what the point of his question is.

Without thinking for even a second he pulls her face to his and plants his lips on hers, kissing delicately before pulling away. She stares at him, utter shock in her eyes and mouth agape.

"I-I am so sorry. I just- well there were the initials GW in your notebook and a little heart and well I thought maybe you liked me back and then I heard you only knew me and Ginny and I assumed, which was wrong of me- and- merlin- I'm so sorry-" he's rambling anxiously and his hands wring through his hair

"Back?" her question is a whisper and he snaps his head up to look at her

"Yeah. I like you. Kind of thought that was obvious," he admits. His heart flips at the wide smile on her lips before her hands grab his neck and pull his head down so his lips meet hers. She kisses him with passion and hunger and he finally gets to bite down gently on that lip he's watched her bite a million times.

Her arms stay wrapped around his neck as she lies back on her pillows behind her, pulling him with her and not breaking the kiss for a second. They only pull apart when she needs to for air. But the beam on her face and her flushed cheeks make George want nothing more than to kiss her again.

"Wanna go do the essay together?" he questions

"We have 48 hours, we could stay here and cuddle," she suggests, a little timidly but her nerves leave when George grins brightly, kicking his shoes off and rearranging himself on her bed. She takes her own shoes off before climbing into his open arms, her head on his chest as she leans up to press another kiss to his lips.

"I'm keeping that jumper by the way," she informs

"Whatever you want space girl,"

I hope you play this song some day And think of Earth Girl who loves Space Girl I hope you play this song some day...

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