#I took piano in HS

[chocsra]

idk abt others but yes i do eat up every single one of ur hs au bc it's so silly and yes i am looking at you with a chuuya plushie in my hand to ask for a dazai x reader hs au fanfic

✧ "YOU ARE THE CITY OF MY HEART"

☆ synopsis ↺: skipping class with your classmate, dazai yet again. but this time, you explore the ocean of your feelings together.

☆ content ↺: HIGHSCHOOL AU 15ZAI, musical prodigy! dazai, photographer! dazai, introvert! dazai, slightly ooc, fluff

☆ NOW PLAYING ↺: UNDERSTAND — keshi

☆ w/c ↺: 2k

you don't think you have ever lived without noise,

ever since you were a kid, you were talked your ear off by your parents, lectured by several adults, and screamed plentifully with friends. when there was silence, there was music to mask it. good or bad noise, it existed, survived, and was a huge part of your life.

but you,

Dazai Osamu, are probably the quietest person you've ever known.

the only sound you could associate with him was the shutter of a camera taking a picture—the same sound you've been continually hearing.

It was a regular school day, both dressed in full uniform, baking under the bright rays of the morning sun. There wasn't anything particularly wrong about this day. you could pick off the reddening leaves from bark-ridden tree branches and soak in the imprint of tree stumps, looking ever so similar to that of a fingerprint. it was a pretty autumn day; you just so happened to get to see that. you think, taking a withering leaf into the palm of your hand.

shutter.

"osamu, stop taking photos of me." —you chide, gently swatting the pointed camera out of view. the brunette in front of you, currently crouching, laughs boyishly as he removes his face pressed against the camera, gaze now overseeing the autumn sight before him. "sorry," dazai whispers, tinkering with a few buttons to review the photos he took. "you don't have to skip class with me, y'know." he murmurs, eyes glued to his camera.

he was a photographer, a pretty one at that. quiet and mysterious, you were rather surprised to learn that a boy reads fine literature and other classical means. sometimes, he picked up a violin or combined delicate fingers to gracefully waltz with a grand piano. his most prized possession was a camera, freezing the most beautiful of the intricacies of nature and people. but who was he? the boy who read books instead of taking notes in lectures, wavy chocolate brown hair that sun rays adored to find a home in, and a tall and slim build fitted in a school uniform and bandages. to capture the slope of his cheek, the deep hazel in hollow irises, and his olive skin. he was Dazai Osamu, a walking mystery.

so, you'd like to know where you stood with him in terms of relationship and if he even likes you at all. skipping class together, sneaking in your window at night, pretending to hang out with friends if it meant seeing him—it didn’t feel like something close friends did, like he was a secret you wanted to keep for yourself. but you couldn’t tell if that greed was reciprocated, if he was bored, or even considered you a close friend, a best friend. but instead of worrying too much, you only watch how his fingers work with a bulky camera, capturing nature's highs and lows.

“i know,” you twiddle with your fingers, grumbling, “class is boring anyway.” the brunette furrows his brows at the photos, brushing your excuse off, “this is shit. i think i’ve taken enough photos around the school.” he groans softly; you could practically hear his creative mind burning in the process. “did you delete the picture of me?” you question, standing over the lanky boy’s crouched form. “no, that one is good. i mean, the actual background, it's all repetitive.”

you tap a finger on your chim, “ahh,” you hum, pretending to understand his perspective. “winter should be here already.” the teenager grumbles under his breath before letting go of the camera to let it hang off his neck. you pace around slowly, feeling the surface of leaves crushing under your heels. “I mean, you don’t have to stay in school if you’re already skipping class.” you mutter, watching as a boyish grin lights up on his face. “you’re right, [y/n]! let’s go!”

a cold hand wraps his fingers around yours before dragging you to the nearest exit—"dazai!” you whine as the brunette drags you, “it’s cooooolllddddd!” you complain, your scarf nearly falling off as you run and run. hand in hand. this rather rushing feeling brings you a taste of memories you barely remember you had.

no one understood Dazai Osamu,

because he was a prodigy, he was something. something big, something great, something that made other geniuses seethe in envy. the boy had extraordinary intellect but a weak mind. no, dazai wasn't weak. he was just always unwell to a certain degree, and to most, it didn't take much to figure out—wearing long sleeves in summer, loving bandages for the comforting feelings even if he didn't need them, and reading books guiding the suicidal. dazai never hid it—that he was unwell, almost like a cry for help.

but for the genius that he was, nobody understood that.

but you did, in seventh grade. you were sniffling, pacing in remnants of snow as tears blurred your vision. though in your hazy field of sight, you outline the figure of one of your classmates approaching you, his tall frame catching the snowflakes from hitting your face. slowly, a boyish voice calls out.

"...are you okay?"

it was dazai, the stone-faced boy and talented prodigy. he wore a black trenchcoat, a little too big for his figure, and covered one of his chocolate brown eyes with bandages. you shook your head, a throbbing pain added from the tinge of snowflakes collecting in your hair. his stoic gaze never left you, standing there in the middle of a snowstorm, crying. the boy himself couldn't muster a feasible reason for walking outside in a snowstorm at this hour, so out of courtesy and a slight tinge of nervousness, he whispered, "let's go for a walk."

suddenly, nimble fingers reach out to grab yours; your fingers are used to originally wipe snot and cover your face. but dazai had no reaction to anything gross like that—like snot and tears. instead, he took shaky fingers into the cold ones of his own, pulling you gently along the sidewalk. you could barely make out his face or your feelings at the moment, only focused on his broad shoulders covered by that raven trench coat, soaking up snowflakes and the well of your tears.

from there, you walked and walked. hand in hand. soon running together with no particular destination—only feeling your body starting to warm up, sore feet clashing against snow, and his hand that never let go of yours.

Dazai Osamu never knew why you were crying, nor did you know what ever went through his head that day.

but from that moment forward,

you understood him.

soon, you were led by that same hand past pretty autumn leaves and into a foresty meadow, closed off from the rest of the world. several forms of wildlife scrapped by, followed by a murky pond under the sun's wake, surrounded by trees of reds and oranges. it perfectly provided what the school's campus couldn't—a sense of divergence reeling in the soft convolutions of your brain. "pretty, isn't it?"—the brunette chimes, panting from the long distance you two ran. "why'd you do that?" you grumble, rubbing your abdomen from an incoming sharp pain, "don't you have asthma?"

he immediately backtracks, shooting you an unamused glare, "that's.. enough." dazai huffs, before removing the strapped camera around his neck, "here, maybe you can take better pictures than i can." the boy chuckles shyly, a very drastic verbal response than his usual arrogance.

"hmm," a gentle hum slips past your lips, squinting one of your eyes in order to press the machine against your face. "i can try." after scouting the area with his camera for a few seconds, you began to snap a few shots at the darkening lake, carrying several leaves in its wake.

and as you paid full attention to the awaiting winter, dazai's gaze stayed on you, his autumn. his gaze softened and his slightly chapped lips parted in a momentary surprise, taking you in with every breath he took. Dazai himself loved photography; he loved capturing moments that would soon get lost in time. the brunette, with a talent for many things, found solace in photos. he loved to take photos of resting cats, dark sceneries you'd only find in an alleyway of a fantasy novel, and candid pictures of random couples on dates. dazai loved taking photos but detested that he didn't have a camera on hand at the moment—for he wanted to freeze this divine sight of you in the confines of his brain. your face, fingers, the dip and curve of every facial feature, and how the lighting kisses your skin and hair.

"how's it like? being a total genius?"

you were rather familiar with all your classmates, just curiously getting to know the mysterious musical prodigy, dazai osamu. it was a work period, and everyone in class already begun to slack off, especially since there was a supply.

and you knew that the lanky boy was eerily quiet when the school's athletic hotshot, Chuuya Nakahara, wasn't around. so, asking stupid questions won't exactly result in stupid answers, or so you thought.

"why? wanna be like me?" — he smiles teasingly, tilting his sharp jaw in your direction. "don't think someone who cries in the snow can do it, sorry." you freeze up and scoff, slightly embarrassed from the former interaction you had with him. "dick." a peaceful but awkward silence fills the air between both of you before the boy clears his throat awkwardly. "But i'd be willing to talk about it if you let me bother you at lunch.?"

the question itself caught you off guard. looking around at the chattering students, "i—" the brunette backtracked, hiding his face slightly with gauzed fingers. "Actually!—I am going to bother you. you're friends with chuuya, aren't you?" you shrug, eyes fluttering to the ground, "..i guess so, but i don't eat with him or his friends."

A breathless chuckle slips past the prodigy's lips before covering his mouth softly, completely ignoring you, "alright then, see you anyway, crybaby."

he hates himself for not knowing what to do with you, but he loved you more to let hate consume him, like usual. dazai wanted you; he didn't know what yearning was until he saw pieces of you in sunsets, rain and snow. he's felt destiny with his childhood friend, chuuya nakahara. but he's never felt something so desiring, pining — like he wanted to be with you every day. and maybe one of those days he'll feel you without the stupid gauze wrapped around his fingers. maybe one day he can hold your hand without the excuse of dragging you somewhere new. maybe one day, dazai will figure out how to ask you to be his, how to love you, because he's sure you're the one he wants to love.

"ahh, wait.."

you cock a brow at his shocked face, grabbing onto your sleeve as if the prodigy were reaching for the stars.

"I wish I were a painter, instead." the boy pouts, holding your sleeve childishly, pulling a chuckle from your throat, "why is that, huh?"

dazai's eyes, ever so empty and unfilled, now gleam, pretty and gentle. Softly reaching out to part a strand of hair behind the shell of your ear, gazing up at you feverishly. "usually, I'm so prideful about these things, photography.."

The prodigy clears his throat, his fingers threading through soft strands of hair tucked behind your ear. "But your eyes, they are really pretty." Your lips part bashfully surprised, overcoming your ability to move.

The boy continues as if his mouth was switched on autopilot: " So I wish I could paint them instead. I guess just looking works, too, though."

He smiles cheekily.

all you ever knew was noise,

but you, Dazai Osamu, had that kind of silence to keep you awake at night. Whether that'd be holding hands in a snowstorm, or the few moments he'd stare into your eyes.

Little did you know, that was the moment he fell in love. Or rather, the time it took him to realise you don't fall.

That love has grown before you can even realise it.

✧ chocsra™

[sglossmin]

MUSE | MYG pt. 3

Plot: What happens when the man you practically simp over in high school, is right now, sitting across you after almost 10 years of not seeing him? Worse? You’re here for an appointment for therapy and he’s your psychologist.

Pairing: SeniorStudent!Yoongi x JuniorStudent!Reader —> Psychologist! Yoongi x Artist!Reader

Genre: Fluff, slight age gap, slice of life, a bit of angst, schoolmates to lovers(?)

Warnings: talks about mental and death…erm lemme know if you found any disturbing heh Also mentions of earthquake:< (Praying for those who got affected by it)

Word count: How do u guys count here?

A/N: here's the part 3 y'all!! Thank you for the love and support this story is getting so far^^ It makes me want to keep going:) Comment your @ if you guys want to be added on the taglist:) Btw, the earthquake scene (hs days) actually happened (to me), I don't want it to make it seem like I'm making fun of these kind of stuff, so...just letting y'all know. This part was already written before the news, didn't want it to come off as mocking or something:<

part 1 part 2 read here^^

It wasn't my first time to go inside of this house, but it's different—cause it's his house now. The Kim's had looooooooooots of different antique furniture, his—simple, minimalist. Except for the liquor collection he has in his kitchen. The overall house looks pretty much the same except for the furniture. Some frames hanging on the wall, cute small cat decorations, his couch almost looked like a piano—black and white.

I wonder what his room looks like.

A small grin tugged my lips. He's letting me in his home, never thought I'll ever get to this stage.

Not gonna lie, that thought earlier made me feel like a creep.

I insisted that it would be better to eat at his since my house were not that...clean.

"Do you need any help?" I asked as we walked to the kitchen.

"No, I can't let you cook. You're my guest." Yoongi chuckled as he took out some ingredients from the fridge. "What do you want me to cook anyways?"

I couldn't seem to stop smiling. Good thing he's still stuck on the fridge while looking for ingredients. "Uhm...Anything! Surprise me."

He peeked out, slightly frowning at me. "I'll take that challenge..." he mumbled as he took out more ingredients.

I sat on the stool and across me, he started cooking. His back facing me while he chopped some scallion. Seeing his ingredients, I could already tell he's making kimchi-jeon (pancakes). Kids in our neighborhood used to pick on me and jungkook because of our last name. I think he's also making dakgalbi, is he making a breakfast or a whole feast?

I watched him cook for a while but felt too awkward due to the silence. Taking out my phone, I scrolled through my social media.

I sighed, seeing the news about the earthquake that happened to the other countries. Scrolling deeper, seeing the buildings wrecked, made my heart drop. It wasn't just the place and the infrastructures that were destroyed, but could also be the hopes and dreams of the people living in there. Tons of innocent lives seeking if there's any future left.

Yoongi seemed to notice my heavy sigh, I didn't even notice that he was looking at me.

"Are you okay?"

I looked up at him, the same curious and concerned eyes looking back at me. I dropped my phone to the table and smiled slightly at him—saying I was fine. I told him about the current happenings and he also felt the same sting.

Sometimes, I hate my memory. Being with him right now—talking about earthquakes, brought me back to that cursed memory.

Autumn 2010

Sana and Chaeyoung along side with the half of the class went somewhere to take some test. The other half including me and Jiyeon stayed inside the room, some were playing outside.

"Jiyeon, I'm hungry... Let's eat."

"Aren't you going to wait for them?" Jiyeon—who's also a close friend of mine—asked.

"Bet they're going to take long. It's almost lunch break now." I whined and took out my food.

Jiyeon don't really eat lunch so she just watched me as I eat. I keep on offering her to take at least a bite but she always refuse.

A few minutes after I ate, the surrounding seemed to move. I felt the ground shake for a second. It was quick and subtle, but we felt it. One of my classmate screamed and the students from the other room went outside. All of us were still processing what happened and since it stopped right away, we brushed it off. Even laughing when one us screamed.

Moments later, a teacher came in to us. She told us to get our stuffs and get out of the room. Thankfully, our room is in the ground floor—first room too. Jiyeon and I contemplated whether to get our friend's bag. Feeling the rush, we took it and got out.

Halfway through the line, we met them. They thanked us and took their bag. We told them what happened in the room and the way someone screamed.

"We were taking the test then we felt like we were moving and shit." Sana chuckled.

We got out of the line and lost them. Chae and I went to the court. Halfway through, we saw Sojin. She was raising this intermediate pad that has names written on it. We went to her and asked her what is it and what she was doing.

"It's my crush's name list." she said, as if it's the most normal thing to do in the current situation. "I have to at least confess or see them before this thing gets worse," she chuckled.

Hearing that, we left her to do her thing.

"She's my spirit animal" I chuckled and went to the covered court. Everyone was there, and surprisingly, including him.

I tapped Chae's shoulder, "He's here," I whispered. He's talking with some friends.

"Let's call Taehee to confirm if he's the guy she's talking about."

Hours earlier...

"He doesn't really post that much, no?" Chae mumbled as I rested my head on her shoulder as we stalked him.

"He's kinda familiar," our classmate—Taehee—said.

"What? You know him?," I said, almost sounding like a mock.

"What's his account?" she asked. Chae then showed him the profile. "Oh- Oppa?"

"OPPA??" Both of us exclaimed. Our head turned to look at her so fast I think I broke my neck.

Taehee nodded. "We weren't that close but we used to text a lot each other back then."

"Ey... Cut off the bullshit. Do you even have a proof?"

She shook her head and showed us her phone, "I already deleted our messages but look, we're 'friends' "

It did show that they're friends, but still, we refused to believe.

End..*

"So?" we looked at Taehee.

"Yeah, that's him. But I don't think he'll remember me."

Chae and I groaned.

I looked at my surroundings, till I saw some students taking a picture. "An earthquake happened yet they still managed to take pictures? Tsk"

"But...why don't we also?" Chae grinned. I looked at her weirdly, till she whispered, "And put him in the background..."

My eyes widened, amused of her sly idea. Yoongi was just few feet away from us.

HE WAS SO CLOSEEE.

"Come on, take a pic. Make sure I'll look good, okay?" I posed and smiled through the camera.

Then with some of my other classmates, we had a 'group photo'.

But seems like his classmates sensed what we were doing. "10 bucks if you guys wanna take a pic with Min Yoongi~" one of his classmate purposely said for us to hear. It wasn't loud but audible. All of them laughed—us too. Realizing we were caught, we stopped.

Yoongi was silent the whole time. Just quietly laughing with them.

"Neko is so cute" I giggled. "Even cuter when closer."

Chaeyoung giggled with me—too used to my insanity.

Everyone thought that they'll let us go home since we saw some senior students went out. Turns out, the reason that the teaching and non-teaching staffs in the school told us to get out of the building was to check whether a crack formed in the walls. After they checked every building and it is safe enough, we went back and continued the lessons as if nothing happened.

An hour later...

I still doubted that Taehee and Yoongi used to exchange messages back then.

"Let me use your phone then."

Without any hesitation, she gave me her phone. I chuckled and thought about what to message first.

Using Taehee's account, I texted him.

"Hi"

Few minutes later, he replied.

"Hello"

OEMGOSHHH HE REPLIEDDDD

I thought about what to reply but thought of nothing except this,

"So...u like bigbang and girl's generation?"

I remembered seeing in his account that he likes them.I gasped—HARD. Would it be so much of a coincidence if we stan the same group?

I gave it back to Taehee since it looks like it'll take him long to reply. While we were doing some project, Taehee lend it back to me, saying that he replied. This time, Chae is with me so I told her I texted him.

1 message

"Yes"

We squealed! We really stan the same groups.

"Who's ur bias? lol"

"Should we also ask him if he's gay?" I jokingly asked Chae.

Ever since we get to see him, we always contemplate whether he's gay or just feminine. There's no way a good looking and hygienic guy in his years are... Don't get me wrong but, he's just so different from the others.

"Yeah!" Chae laughed with me.

"Are you gay or just feminine?"

Hours before he replied again.

replied to : Who's ur bias? lol

"Taeyang and Yoona"

That's weird. Taeyang was my first ever bias in bigbang and Yoona is also my bias.

Chaeyoung and I squealed as we read the text.

"But he didn't replied to the other question," Chaeyoung frowned and snatched the phone.

replied to: Are you gay or just feminine?

"Ahem"

I gaped at Chae. "You did not..."

"I just did." She shrugged and smugly looks at me. "What? To cut off our dying curiosity too."

I rolled my eyes at her, not believing what she just did. I mean, it was kinda... weird way to ask(?)

Hours later again before he replied.

"Fem"

We were about to go home when we got the message. Chae and I gasped as we read it.

Yoongi finished cooking and hummed a song I've never heard before. The food smells so good that it made its way to my stomach. A soft grumble from my stomach made him chuckle. With the foods presented in front of me in a very delightful way, it felt like I'm at a five star restaurant.

"Careful, Mr Min, or else I'm going to think you're trying to impress me," I snickered, not knowing where did I got the confidence.

"Maybe... I do want to impress you." Yoongi's voice dropped an octave. Seeing my reaction, he chuckled and took a bite of his food. Eyes never leaving mine.

My earlier smirk was wiped off.

What the fuck? Did he just casually flirted back or I'm too deep in my delusions?

I blinked. Once. Twice. Till I noticed I literally stopped breathing. I choke out a breath and Yoongi immediately gave me a water. I felt my blood rush to my cheek and even to my ears.

"Are you okay?" He was tilting his head as he asked. Then I noticed it. He was suppressing his smirk.

I nodded and took a bite of the food he made. I sensed the way he quietly observed me. The time the food went to my mouth, I groaned softly how good it tastes. My brows knitted as I chewed it.

Yoongi seemed to be surprised by my reaction, "Do you...not like it?"

I quickly shook my head as I gulped it down. "What do you mean? It's really good."

He chuckled and subtly observed me more. Noticing that what I meant by frowning—is good food.

Moments passed by and we just ate quietly. It wasn't the awkward silence, but more like silence that is comfortable enough.

After a while, Yoongi cleared his throat to break off the silence. "Why did you left?"

Part of me already knew this moment will happen—that some old acquaintance will ask me this once we cross paths. But never have I ever thought that it will be Min Yoongi.

"It's just... I felt suffocated." I took a spoonful of food. Hoping that he won't ask further more.

One thing I'm a hundred percent sure about Yoongi after meeting him again— is that he's really great at this psychologist stuffs.

Personally, if I ever become a psychologist, I might end up manipulating the people around me. Analyze their body language and the way they show off their selves. Play with their heads like this is just all some sort of a game.

To be honest, I have more potential of becoming a patient—which is I literally am right now.

I thought of his question to be too personal. Especially since we're not even at the clinic. I felt awkward. Too exposed. Bare in front of him.

Winter 2010

Expecting no one to be at the library since it's still class hours, I went inside to read the latest volume of the manga I've been reading—Ouran Highschool Host Club. This manga might be the funniest shoujo manga I've read. A few years ago, they released an anime series adaptation. I was so thrilled when I watched it.

I sat at my usual spot. Taking out the manga and was about to read until I looked at my surrounding. I gasped when I saw Yoongi sleeping across me. Just a few tables away. His head was resting over his arms, sleeping so soundlessly.

Why is Neko sleeping at this hour?

The manga was forgotten by the time I saw him. I took out my sketchbook instead.

Observing every features of his face, from his fair skin to his brown hair. With his eyes closed and his lips pouting a bit, he looks so soft. His cute button nose...

I wanna boop his nose.

I made a quick sketch of him before leaving. I took a pic of the drawing for remembrance since I drew him too good for a short amount of time. It was about time for my next subject and I had to go. I signed my drawing with a cat -ㅅ- before slipping it in the book on his table.

I quietly giggle at the thought of becoming an anonymous artist.

I hope he won't think I'm a creep.

After having breakfast at Yoongi's, I tried to help him do the dishes—in which he refused, forcing me to go do my thing instead.

When I went home, I prepared the painting for Mr Jung in my studio. This is the only reason I took this house, with it's large vacant space, I can have a built-in studio.

Analyzing the painting, I made sure there's no dents nor faulty parts. I sighed and took my phone to update Jimin so he can send it to my client. I prefer that my manager have the contacts instead of me so that my phone won't be bombard by my client's demand.

While searching in my contacts, I got a text message from Kook.

"Sorry, noona. I slept too late last night. Promise, I'll make up it to you T^T"

"This kid..." I shook my head as I softly chuckled. I replied to him saying don't worry, just rest before walking towards to my closet.

I looked for a decent outfit for my meeting with Mr Jung. I picked a nice dress and a pair of shoes.

I showered while singing my ass off in the bathroom. Letting the warm water stream down on my body. With my newly bought vanilla scented body wash, I scrubbed my whole body with it. After showering, I felt so refreshed.

I blow dried my hair and put on the clothes. I decided to put on some light makeup. I tried to do it in the way those xiaohongshu girlies do their makeup.

"Why do I feel like I'm going to a blind date instead..." I snickered as I dolled up more.

Usually, it is Jimin who meets up with the clients since he's the communicator. So far, I've never met Mr Jung due to my busy schedule. Based on Jimin, he's a nice young man. That's all I have to know. I trust Jimin's instincts more than mine, so if he says he's nice, he's nice.

I'm going with Jimin today, he's going to pick me up in a few minutes.

I heard a car parking and soon after, my doorbell rang. I was greeted with a smiling Jimin.

"Morning," he smiled as he took the big ass painting in my arms, putting it in the back seat of his car.

Jimin opened the door of the passenger's seat, as I was about to hop in, I caught a glimpse of Yoongi drinking coffee in his terrace. Not even hiding that he was in fact looking at us.

Jimin saw my hesitation and followed my gaze. I heard him softly chuckled. "Come on, Y/n. We'll be late."

The fuck you smirking at, Mr Park?

I glared at him as he grinned back at me.

I went inside of the car and we drove off.

part 4 read here^^

A/N: the convo part where they were asking abt kpop, the real conversation I had with that guy, was me asking if he likes bts and twice (same response) and his bias are tae and nayeon>< Told y'all, this is based irl. And that mf reallllyyy looks good. He gives off some Taehyung and Sunoo (enhypen) vibes ngl. And we did asked him if he's gay or what. This is all real—most of it, yeah. And the drawing part from the earlier parts? That was real too. I wish I could show the pic...but I'm not sure if y'all be interested anyways-_- This is literally a Yoongi ff based on my hs days lmaooo I inspired this ff because I still think up to this day- "why am i running just to see a glimpse of him". The events that happened with this guy is just so funny I had to put it on SOME scenes (not all, cause nothing really happened btwn us-_-) so... other scene are really based on my delusions heh. The scene where Taehee called him "oppa" was used coz Yoongi's older, not "oPpaRR" (flirting). Using oppa feels so cringe since this ff is in english. I thought of using a male charac so it'll be "hyung" instead but the message might come off wrong.(If I use a guy, it'll come off like he has some crush on YN since he literally was willing to let her do anything.) I used it so that you'll see how DRY he texts--not giving a single fck abt Taehee. Do u get the vision?? Im sorry lol T_T T_T

Taglist: @choijay-07 @sanarin @yooforeaa @this-most-assuredly-counts @minniejim

[illubean]

Valorant Protocol as Highschool Stereotypes

Characters: Chamber, Gekko, Iso, Jett, Killjoy, Neon, Phoenix, Raze, Sage, Skye, Viper, Yoru Type: Headcanons

HAHA help me valorant brainrot >.< also this is based off of my hs experience soooo yeah

Warnings: none

Chamber

your typical pretty boy

all the girls love him all the boys hate him

well...most of the girls love him

they follow him around to classes or offer him gifts or ask to sit with him at lunch etc.

and he eats up the attention every time

he's lab partners with Viper in Environmental Sciences and he likes trying to flirt with her

she actually hates him btw

Gekko

canonically he skateboards

but honestly? I can see him being on the dance team

he's so high energy, he needs some sort of outlet

he never misses an opportunity to show off his dance moves

homecoming? prom? he is the center of the dance circle

like Raze, he doesn't know how popular he is

he's just happy to have so many good friends that it doesn't even actually occur to him that he's considered "popular"

Iso

he's an ap art kid

like he walks around with a big ass sketchbook every day

always talking about his portfolio

Iso baby ily but please shut the fuck up about oil paints <3

he probably volunteered part of his summer break to come in and paint a mural for the school

I think he'd also take a piano class as like a schedule filler but he actually gets crazy good at it

Jett

pe tryhard

if you end up on the opposite team as her while playing dodge ball good luck 😓

she's always picked as team captain because literally no one else is excited as she is

she's sorta like Hairo from Saiki K 💀

she gets a lil mad when her teammates don't try

Killjoy

she's in robotics club

she's not very popular but that doesn't bother her at all

she heads straight to and from every class and spends her lunch period in the workshop unless Raze drags her off somewhere

not a lot of people actually know who she is, and if they do they just know her as 'Raze's Friend'

i think she'd remind the teacher about the homework and hit you with the "erm actually 🤓" tbh

Neon

she's on track and field/cross country

after every meet you can find her laying on the floor somewhere ready to puke bc she tries so hard to win 😭

she always ends up top 5 tho

she complains about practice but joins the team every year anyways

she carries her bag around all the time and if you open it there's like 10 water bottles in there

#hydratedqueen

Phoenix

theater kid DUHH

he's probably drama club president or sumn

bro will NOT let go of a specific song from a musical he was in his freshman year and it wasn't even his song 💀

he's been in every show every year and somehow he manages to land every role he wants

he's insanely good at the game 'bang' (mostly because he's louder than everyone else...)

he probably plans/hosts the cast parties too

Raze

she doesn't care much about her grades

she does the bare minimum and gets straight Cs

she's just here to have fun

everyone likes her because of her approachable personality

she doesn't think she's popular but she is

Sage

she's in the medical assistant class

she takes it very seriously, as she plans on going to medical school

even before taking the class she carries a first aid kit and other essentials everywhere she goes

you need a bandaid? ibuprofen? a pad or tampon? she has it all

she's also ASB president

school events literally would not be able to run without her

lets just say her college applications/resume will look REALLY good...

Skye

she also took medical assistant but was less crazy about it than Sage

she just follows her friend's lead

she thinks the skills are useful but she doesn't see herself making it her career

but also I think she would play volleyball

she's a well rounded player but specializes most in defense

still, don't underestimate her bc this girl can SPIKE

Viper

she took every ap science class offered without taking the general ones first

she complains about getting any grade below an A...

"What are you talking about? That test was easy"

sorry not everyone is as smart as you Sabine 😑

she spends all her free time at chem tutoring (even though she doesn't need it)

Yoru

he thinks he looks cool and mysterious when he walks down the halls but he doesn't

everyone just thinks his mad all the time and stay out of his way 😭

randos try to pick fights with him bc he "looked at them wrong" (Yoru wins every time)

he's not exactly a 'quiet kid' but he does lay low when it comes to the social part of school

despite his 'bad boy' look, he has pretty good grades

he's also probably one of those guys that a handful of girls have a crush on but he has no idea

[foxes-that-run]

I’m a big believer that William Bowery is HS. When I listen to Champagne problems it sounds almost like an apology or an acknowledgement of the sadness directed towards CH for not accepting his proposal (which she’s given us Easter eggs to- the words NO written in diamonds in look what you made me do with a ring case). As much of a dick CH seemed and how she allegedly went back to HS I kind love thinking that now as an adult she could look back and not have regret for saying no but show understanding for how that must have felt

or im delulu

Hi Anon,

Wow I never knew about the No and jewelry box in LAWYMMD! The locket seems to point to CH too. It tracks, he was 32, they dated for a year and she was good for his career. But I don't think she cares enough for him for Champagne Problems to be about him. She doesn't hold back in I did something bad or high infidelity about him and he had gone on Twitter calling himself a beard.

I really like this analysis of Champagne Problems

I associate Joe with Champagne Problems, I believe he proposed and that he was rejected. I find he fits the best because of the dorm (HS and CH didn't go to university) and splashing out on the bottle (CH and HS have always been multi-multi-millionaires while dating her so I imagine Dom Perignon is not the best they would choose). Booking the night train to wallow could also be Joe.

Something else I find interesting in Champagne Problems is the scales at 4mins in, right at the end. Harry has a tendency to add a flourish to the end of his songs, like the coco’s and Camille voice note in Cherry, vocalisations at the end of FTDT and Super Pretty and Fine Line crescendo, whistling at the end of canyon moon. It’s not something I associate with Taylor or Jack.

I remember when I first heard this song, I was floored, I wondered if it was the end of her and Joe. In hindsight I think it was because of the subject matter and how William Bowery unfolded, but it took a long slow death to get there. However, I think WB wrote the melody on Piano and Taylor the Lyrics.

I am endlessly fascinated how it went from dropping easter eggs on WBs identity to declaring it Joe. Then giving him a production credit rather than a writing one and that being the end of it. Also how it came to be that that was the end of them other than a handful of sporadic sightings.

Then she also said "I wouldn't marry me either" in Your loosing me, I wonder if she later asked to marry him after being turned down?

[ryqoshay]

Tri-Arame - Rivalry Reverie

Starring: Yuu, Mia Implied Pairing Trio: YuuAyuSetsu Words: 596 Rating: G Time Frame: Late in Yuu's 2nd year and Mia's 3rd year of HS Prompt: Reverie

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Summary: Yuu needs help with an assignment

Author's Note: Primary entry for the 2nd

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“Eh?! Baby-chan?” Mia startled as she entered her dorm room. “H… how did you get in here?”

“Lanzhu-chan let me in.” Yuu replied from where she was sprawled on Mia's bed.

Of course she did. Mia grumbled silently to herself. “So, why are you here?” She asked aloud.

“I needed a change of scenery to work on the reverie assignment.” Yuu explained, still staring at the ceiling. “I got a bit too excited about Ayumu and Setsuna-chan coming over for an anime marathon later that I set up everything early, and now I'm getting distracted by it.”

“I’m surprised you’re not using that as inspiration to write your piece.” Mia commented as she stepped over to her desk and sat down. “Haven’t you claimed them as your primary source of inspiration as of late?”

“Well, yes.” Yuu conceded. “But our assignment is to write a reverie. And when I want to write something inspired by Setsuna-chan, it is usually something passionate, high energy, cool, and all that.”

“Then why not Ayumu?” Mia asked. “A reverie piece should compel the listener into a dreamy or musing state, and several of Ayumu’s songs have been about dreams.” Heck, her name literally means walking dream. She added silently.

“True.” Yuu nodded. “And I love those songs dearly. But they’re still more classic idol pop than what I would consider fitting of a piano reverie.” She sighed. “Maybe I should turn to Kanata-senpai for inspiration…”

“Hrm…” Mia thought for a moment. “Well, I’m not sure how much help I can be, Baby-chan. I mean this assignment is being presented as a competition among the class, so I’m technically your rival.”

Yuu shot up to a sitting position. “That’s it!”

“Eh?”

“Mia-chan is my rival!”

“I still don’t…”

“Rivalry reverie!” Yuu hopped off the bed. “Mia-chan, you’re a genius! Thank you so much!”

Before Mia could reply again, Yuu was out the door.

What the…? Rivalry reverie? Wasn’t that a contradiction? Rivalries were conscious, intentional, usually passionate acts between individuals or groups. That stood in stark contrast to what Yuu correctly described as being the intended evoked emotions for a reverie. Strange.

Well, whatever. Mia shrugged and leaned over to retrieve the papers she had been using for her own reverie piece for the assignment.

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Mia watched from just off stage as Yuu took a seat on the piano bench. She had been looking forward to this moment, to figure out what Yuu had meant last week about their reverie assignment.

Yuu closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and held it as she positioned her fingers above the keys. She then released her breath and began to play.

Well, that certainly was a reverie. The music washing over Mia made her close her own eyes and start settling into a more relaxed state. It was beautiful.

However, despite wanting to completely lose herself in the melody, one thought continued to nag her. Just what the heck did this have to do with rivalry? Sure, the rivalry between her and Yuu was fairly friendly. In fact, that had become the motto of the school idol club, friends but rivals.

Wait.

Friends but rivals.

What that it? Was that the answer?

Was the piece Yuu was currently playing meant to represent how she felt about being Mia’s rivalry? Was friendly rivalry really something that somehow brought her peace and musing inspiration?

That… actually sounded very much like Yuu.

Yes, that had to be it.

Mia smiled.

And with that figured out, she let herself focus fully on the rivalry inspired reverie.

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Author's Note Continued: I'm not sure why I got a bee in my bonnet about the title, but once it was there, it refused to leave until I figured out a way to use it. And this is what I settled on.

But I do think it fits. I strongly headcanon that Yuu isn't really the competitive type. She is far to supportive of those she cares about to want to "beat" them. However, she doesn't want to "lose" to them either, as evident in one of my favorite Nijiyon episodes. I believe she is quite content with being equal with her friends instead of ahead or behind them. And that means she needs to keep up with them. But at least she is happy to take inspiration from the friendly rivalry.

Also, upon rereading this to post here, I see several mistakes. I can't say I'm all that surprised as I think I wrote this one over a 15 minute break at work. That said, I'm leaving the mistakes in for the sake of this and my AO3 collection post. I have some ideas to expand on this for when I add it into TA proper, so I will fix the issues then.

Prior Prompts Used: Dream

[dreadfutures]

Hi there I'm going to preach to you about local government!!!

TLDR find what department in your local government is in charge of planning and programming and tell them what you like and what could be improved!

So I've always been very appreciative of local government, your local tax dollars at work--improving libraries and the programs they can put on, community theaters, affordable housing inclusions, public transit, parks. Things I used growing up that I realized my city had, but not the city in the east bay where I went to HS. And through my HS orgs, we lobbied city hall to get some of those things improved in that city, and I got to see those changes, and now TEN YEARS LATER, those changes have grown and grown to make that places not just "the dump" of the area. It's amazing.

I took a few courses in city planning/urban development/etc in college and my appreciation only grew. The area around my college was neither self-governed, nor really incorporated. It was pothole city, our homes were falling into the fucking ocean and there was barely any regulation, the parks were rundown except for volunteer work, it was miserable. And through lobbying and organizing and community force we really improved the area and earned self-governance and really truly got the power to institutionalize a lot of the local volunteer work that was key to making the area safer and cleaner and more fun.

My little sister has been working for our hometown's city government for the past few years and it made me even more appreciative of this kind of stuff.

So moving to this new place, walking around--there's all sorts of things I'm appreciating. It's walkable, the bike paths are SEPARATED from the road and are clearly marked and safe, there's live music everywhere, pianos on the streetcorners, murals, markets with local businesses, local art studios and music studios and tons of events in the parks and the markets and the area.

The richass socal town I've been trapped in for five years has had NONE of that shit. They had all the money and it was a hostile fucking suburb and I'm calling public works HERE to tell them everything they're doing right because honestly just walking around it is FILLING me with LIFE. ;-; <3 And it's because of the hard work and implementation of this department in the city I'm so grateful for the people who decide to work in local government and make it all happen.

[computer-boy]

1 11 12 13 17 18 19 23 24 29 31 33 34 35 36 37 38 39 40 49 51 52 62 63 64 65 72 93 88 89 93 94 98. Uh. Feel free to skip some i’m aware this is a lot. i’m curious.

sorry for taking so long, answers are under the cut!! ill try to answer as many as i can lol

@st4rguy

heres the link to the post https://www.tumblr.com/sleepy-kitty-boy/743051716942004224/100-homestuck-asks

oo like... around december this year i think. (when you first got into hs)

11. not counting my fav alpha character, roxy! she's so interesting to me i love her (fav alpha kid)

12. cronus. he is a giant douchebag and i hate him (fav alpha troll)

13. dirk and hal. they're fucked up <3 (fav alpha character overall)

17. jade, but i love them all equally. jade a bit more though. (fav beta kid)

18. sollux!!! no comments he's just great i ove him (fav beta troll)

19. uhhhhdhfhdvh i can't chose sorry 😔 (fav beta character overall)

23. oo this is an interesting one!! i think bro. i want to study him Why is he like that (fav guardian) (edit: i changed my mom i like mom lalonde more now)

24. i don't really know. i don't really dislike any of them in particular (least fav guardian)

29. oo!!! either stylla, tyzias, or tegiri. (fav friendsim character)

31. davesprite or erisolsprite (fav sprite)

33. ohoho this is hard ok. either aradave or solkat i think, although i have also recently been swung onto pale erisol which is interesting! can't forget the classic meowrails too (fav pale ship)

34. vrisrose holy shit they're the kismeses of all time (fav pitch ship)

35. arafef or jaketav :) (fav flush ship)

36. im not sure honestly. i gotta think about auspisticism more man i don't have anything. karkat/jade/karkat is pretty funny though

37. erisol or davekat! (fav vacillating ship)

38. jakehal 🔥🔥 (OTP)

39. jakedirk 👎 (NOTP)

40. sollux and roxy are besties and you cannot convince me otherwise (BROTP)

49/51/52. gonna skip these ones bc i legitimately cannot think of anything? it hasn't been that long since i became a fan so

62. i have!! it was really fun and all the characters are interesting and unique in a way that made me really invested in it. the jade/teal car was so fun but also took me like two days lol (have you played hiveswap?)

63. ive played the first two or three volumes, but haven't had time to get around to the rest. someday... the bits that i played were fun though :) getting locked in ardatas basement was an experience (have you played friendsim?)

64. yeah! it was pretty fun. the darker endings especially were great i fucking CACKLED at the terezi one. there were some great notable moments that ill put in the tags to avoid casual spoilers lol (have you played pesterquest?)

65. no. i might but i don't particularly plan to (have you read the epilogues?)

72. feferi's head fins are axolotl gills!! also i think john can play the ghostbusters theme song on piano. he'd find a way. and roxy loves milo. it becomes her drink of choice on earth c i think :) (character headcanons?)

88. ohoho i have so many. holy shit. just a few: dreaming in binary; space cadet (hello, hello, hello, hello); So It's Going [series]; Love Letters in Digital Ink; things that go bump in the night; 12:56 (favourite fanfics)

89. serfuzzypushover, helmtechnician, missbehaviourOuO, beescake and like. a ton of other people (favourite fanartists)

93. voidbound or therapystuck!! highly recommend both. (fav mspfa)

94. about the only thing i haven't thought of about my trollsona :guaugh: probably two daggers, so 2xdaggerkind? no reason in particular i just think it's cool (what your strife specibus would be)

98. dirk, i think. something something plurality (character you relate to the most)

[quill-pen]

Scrooge Headcanons Masterlist

Scrooge is a switch NSFW

Scrooge is all about eye contact NSFW

Scrooge's NSFW alphabet: A & B

Scrooge's NSFW alphabet: C-G

Scrooge's NSFW alphabet: H-K

Scrooge's NSFW alphabet: L & M

Scrooge's NSFW alphabet: N-Z

Bess' NSFW alphabet

Scrooge proposes with flower rings SFW

Who Isabel married and why that makes it even sadder SFW

~Modern AU HC: Bess meets Scrooge pre-visitation SFW

Scrooge doesn't like being called 'Benny' SFW

Scrooge rolls his 'r's--anyone else notice? SFW

Scrooge plays the piano--end of discussion SFW

What Scrooge's personality type is and what Bess' personality type is and why it works SFW

Things that Bess will definitely do in the fic we just might not ever see them--lol SFW

Scrooge is gonna get long hair--deal with it SFW

Scrooge's favorite color SFW

The Scrooges: Victorian styles SEXTING NSFW

Scrooge honoring Jen SFW

Bess just needs some long, deep snuggles, okay? SFW

~(Probably) Modern AU HC: The "get along" shirt SFW

Granny FeFe's bed

Ebenezer Scrooge is a foot-popping-kiss kisser SFW

Scrooge always romances his wifey NSFW-ish (gif)

Ebeness' safe-word NSFW

Scrooge's body hair NSFW

Scrooge physique NSFW

Bess with the cute aggression SFW

Scrooge gets an accent when he gets heated SFW

Bess goes posh when she gets heated SFW

Bess Scrooge and her... interesting vocabulary SFW

Ebenezer Scrooge and holding his liquor (ficlets for examples) NSFW

Scrooge fell first SFW

Ebenezer's robe SFW

Eb's watch chimes because nostalgia for me SFW

Bess is quite low-maintenance in romance SFW

SHIRTLESS, SWEATY EBENEZER DOING FARMWORK--THIS IS HAPPENING--YOU'RE WELCOME SFW

More fun and sexy Scrooge farmwork SFW

Josephine Sulivan--Fashion designer extraordinaire! SFW

Bess talks to the animals SFW

~Modern AU HC: Cotton briefs are sexy SFW

Ebenezer's father SFW

Those bed curtains are handy for many reasons NSFW

~Modern AU HC: Netlix and chill NSFW (just to be safe)

A brief history of Jacob and Beatrice Marley SFW

Bess' body hair SFW

Bess' favorite and least favorite colors SFW

Ebenezer is top-tier dad material SFW

Scrooge-Sullivan family height comparisons SFW

Bess' hair is glorious and Ebenezer loves it SFW

Do not call Bess "the little woman" SFW

The kids think Bess is awesome SFW

American vs. British SFW

~Modern AU HC: The result of breaking up with Oliver SFW

The sweet, protective things Ebenezer does SFW

Fluffy the Turkey SFW

Adopted Scrooge headcanon: Grind or bounce? SFW

Beryl's last name SFW

~Modern HS AU HC: Bess was an emo girl SFW

~Modern AU HC: Ebeness couple shirts SFW

~Modern AU HC: Scrooge characters Starbucks orders SFW

~Modern AU HC: Kick-boxing Bess SFW

~Modern AU HC: Mixtapes SFW

"I'm not perfect, but I'll be as close as I can be for you" SFW

Bess' oral fixation NSFW

Lots of head kisses SFW

Scrooge characters' ages SFW

Just sayin'--Scrooge is probably wearing long undies SFW

Wedding and engagement rings SFW

I still call them the Hannahs SFW

~Modern AU HC: Fourth of July SFW

~Modern AU HC: Motorcycle SFW

~Modern AU HC: Elvish SFW

~Modern AU HC: Bess' YouTube SFW

Portraits SFW

Do NOT insult wifey SFW

Mickey's real name SFW

Birthmark NSFW only because pictures of nude posteriors

~Modern AU HC: Bess and Oliver NSFW-ish

~Modern AU HC: Bess and horror movies SFW

*Sims AU HC: Why it took so long for Bess and Connie to meet SFW

*Sims AU HC: Ebenezer and Ebenezar SFW

~Modern AU HC: Tattoos SFW

*Sims AU HC: Bess just LOVES to torment Orin SFW (mostly--involves a crude bumper sticker)

^^Continuation of above SFW^^

*Adopted Sims AU HC: Scrooge family meeting Bea SFW

*Adopted Sims AU HC: Scrooge family meeting George SFW

*Timeless Sims AU HC: Connie and Bess-"Yes you are flirting, honey." SFW

Bess and self-care SFW

Pinkie-swear--Eb and Millie SFW

~Modern AU HC: Cutting hair SFW

George's shirts SFW

~Modern AU HC: Eb's shirts SFW

⚔️DND AU HC: Eb and Bess origins SFW

~Modern AU HC: Bess' opinion on new age SFW

[pinayelf-archive]

10 Facts About Me

Rules: Share 10 facts about yourself and tag 10 other blogs! I want to get to know my mutuals, and the people I follow a little bit :) The facts can be about anything!

I was tagged by @shivunin!!! Tysm ❤️

Tagging: @gaysebastianvael @tatert07s @feeshies but no pressure ofc!

I was born in the Philippines and moved here to the US when I was 8

I have 2 dogs, Pikachu and Cinnamon 🐶

Besides drawing I also love crafts, I do mostly polymer clay and resin. I'm getting into junk journaling now

I LOVE MINIATURES. I go INSANE FOR LIL VERSIONS OF OBJECTS. it's why I got into polymer clay lol

I collect Rilakkuma items 🧸

I am fluent in both Tagalog and English

In hs we had to act out a scene from the Crucible and I somehow passed even tho I was recovering from the flu and was accidentally high off nyquil. I don't even remember anything 💀

I have some sort of motor skill delayment issue, it takes me a lot longer to learn and memorize physical things, it took me years to learn how to tie my shoes 😭. when I was a kid we asked about it apparently it's cause I'm a preemie.

8 is why I gave up on piano lessons lol 😭 I struggled so hard with having to play a different rhythm w the bass vs the treble. also my hands couldn't stretch to a whole octave (even this day my hands cannot stretch a whole octave rip)

my favorite place ever is the beach

[uniquejellyfishqueen]

I'm now unsure who we should be thinking of when we hear Tim McGraw...

10/8/2004 Tim McGraw played the role of a father on the film adaptation of Friday Night Lights: A Town, a Team, and a Dream by H.G Bissinger (the closest date possible to find is 1990). The story follows the 1988 Permian HS Panthers football team as they took their chance at a run for the state championship. The movie has a run time of 118 minutes, and the 118 show in Germany on 7/18/24 (based on the piano songs from this day is 10/9 suspicious.? And today 10/7 someone posted about a new mural in Germany. It was very "like a rainbow with all the colors."

6/19/2006 TS releases the song Tim McGraw.

10/3/2007 FNL the TV show premiered withe the heartwarming story of the rookie QB getting his shot and the hardass coach that continued to believe in him.

6/16/2009 TM music video

12/6/2011 Ours music video premieres. The male main character is the QB from FNL who is also in love with Coach Taylor's daughter.

*this is silly because now in 2024 TS is dating the TE from Kansas City 1/30/24 he said in an interview that "he knew her before from Philadelphia. Her dad played at Delaware and was a big football fan and had met them there."

*FNL it equals 13

There is also an article from 7/6/2018 titled Kansas City Chiefs as FNL characters. Andy Reid was matched with Eric Taylor and Travis was matched to Tim Riggins. (No offense, trav is too happy to play Tim...)

If you only knew how many other strings this piece of the web was weaving, I'd call this a record year.

Update, yes 10/9 has some things of note:

Happy Birthday John Lennon

And Jack Daniel's is resting in peace I presume.

Elvis and Priscilla divorced after 6 years of marriage (there is a tombstone with for a Priscilla in my childhood backyard)

The U.S. Naval Institute was established

1919 the Cincinnati Reds won the world series

In 1943 Bob Hoernschemeyer (dude I'm so sorry that was the second word you had to learn to spell...rough!) Threw six TD passes in a game

1989 Art Shell was the first African American man to coach an NFL game *inducted to the Pro Football HOF in 1989..

10/9 is also nation pro-life cupcake day

**upon further review and probably a million lyrics later I realized who I wont think of when I hear Tim McGraw.

When you are so blinded to what true love and partnership is you obviously incorporate traits and behaviors that you grew up with for a type of love language. So when you continue to get more and more of the same that becomes your normal, which makes you start to feel a little crazy why would you question something that has always been this way? Because thats when you know it’s not as it seems, it never has been. It could feel like waking up one random Tuesday and running late for work only to smack yourself right between the eyes and literally knock yourself out in the driveway, as you’re crying in pain your partner didn’t even know as they just sat inside the house. Maybe it took you literally knocking yourself to wake up, or maybe it’s looking your daughter in the eyes and hoping to the goddess above that she never knows what it is like to settle. I was blinded by pretty things, when in all reality I thought I really liked those pretty things but I don’t. I lied to myself, I lost myself in this life. In this lie. Now that I know myself again, I see that a best friend wouldn’t let you suffer this way and more importantly a best friend knows when you can’t take it anymore. Therefore in this story all he is, is a supporting character of baby daddy.

[shaunamilfman]

Being an English major is actually half of my personality.... and technically have taken classes I just took them in hs.

They're also both blonde like Laura Lee I don't think it's relevant to why they like her but I DO think it's funny. They also both played piano so like lots of odd similarities.

I don't gaf to come off anon since my main isn't my actual main (my side became my main somehow lmao)

-📝

fair enough i suppose.

idk how people end up having their side blogs become their mains. sides lack all of the fun features

[ryqoshay]

Cattywampus: Pianissimo

Primary Pairing: ShikiMei Words: 610 Rating: G Time Frame: Sometime during their 1st year of HS Prompt: Pianissimo

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Author's Note: Bonus 4th entry for the 14th

Summary: Shiki is unusually late to the science room

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“Shiki?”

Silence in the science room. Well, save for the soft hum of the lap over the turtle’s terrarium.

Odd, it was rare for Mei to beat her friend to their little haven. Mei shrugged and found a place to sit and wait. To pass the time, she pulled out her phone and started reviewing pictures Natsumi had taken of Liella.

Mei wasn’t exactly sure how much time had passed before she heard footsteps approach. However, she still startled a bit as something was set on the counter near her.

“What took you?” Mei asked, perhaps a bit gruffer than she intended.

“I was preparing a home for this little one.” Shiki explained simply.

Mei felt a shiver run up her spine. Little one? Had Shiki acquired another stag beetle or the like? She had done her best to be accommodating of her best friend’s love of beetles and other insects. The butterflies were fine, but even after several years, Mei couldn’t help being a little squeamish when the other creepy crawlies were involved.

Then, a soft, almost imperceivable, chime-like sound came from the container. Mei gave into her curiosity and looked. And immediately regretted it. Yup, that was a cricket. Mei turned back away, trying to keep her reaction in check to avoid either disappointing Shiki or inciting her to tease her.

“Are you going to keep it?” Mei asked.

“Perhaps.” Shiki said. “Once the rain lets up, I will see if he wants to go back outside.”

“I see.”

“Unless you want to take him.”

“Wha?”

“Crickets can make good pets.” Shiki explained.

“How? Don’t they make a ton of noise?”

“Some. But this one is quieter.” Shiki stooped to level her eyes with the small container. “I am uncertain as to why.”

As if in response, the cricket chirped. As before, Mei had to pay attention to hear it and wondered if it could be heard even as far away as across the room.

“I think I shall name him Pianissimo.” Shiki stated after a moment.

The cricket chirped again, this time a decibel or two louder, but still exceptionally quiet compared to what Mei would otherwise expect.

“You’re going to name it after a music term?” Mei couldn’t help asking incredulously.

“Is there a reason I should not?”

“Well, no, I just… uhm… never mind.” Mei wasn’t quite sure why the name bothered her.

Did it really ruin the sanctity of music for an insect to bear a name from it? No… not really. Maybe Mei would feel differently if the cricket had been named after something idol related.

“Eh?” Mei questioned as Shiki stood.

“I have read that crickets like reptile food.” Shiki said as she retrieved the jar of food she gave to her turtle. “Ironic, as many reptiles like eating crickets.” She dropped a couple pellets into the cricket’s container.

“Are you going to feed Pia… your cricket to your turtle?”

Shiki smirked. Of course she would catch that slip. “Do you not wish me to?”

“No, I…” She glared at Shiki, who merely continued to smirk in response. “A-Anyway, what do you want to do this afternoon?”

As Shiki explained her plans to occupy her time until the rain passed and they could head home, Mei couldn’t help sneaking occasional glances over to the cricket.

Maybe, just maybe, it wasn’t as creepy as she usually thought. She was fairly certain she didn’t want to bring it home, but each time Pianissimo chirped softly, Mei was further convinced that she would at least be willing to tolerate it being in the club room for the foreseeable future. How long did crickets live, anyway?

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Author's Note Continued: And that makes four entries for this prompt, one for each of my favorite LL pianists. Granted, this one didn't have as much to do about pianos as the last two, but the same could be said about my first entry. The point is that it involved my favorite girl from each of the first four LL generations and used the music term in some way. And more importantly, I had fun.

[a-a-a-anon]

does anyone else think Charlie probably took drama class back in high school with Dee?

the man obviously loves musical theatre since he wrote Nightman Cometh and dressed up as the Phantom Of The Opera for Halloween - admittedly, he wasn’t 100% sure who the Phantom was but saying “he eats theatre people” is pretty close to “he kills theatre people”. he probably saw/helped out on their high school's production of Phantom in HS and then a decade later when pressed to answer who the character was that was the best connection Charlie could make.

and remember when (1) Charlie helped Dee film her terrible characters and even attempted to spice the skits up, (2) attempted street performances with her, (3) proposed they go out and do Def Poetry at a club together, (4) and watched her perform at a comedy club and then afterwards performed as well (with the same level of anxiety she had)? what if she started performing with him/in front of him in high school drama class and then it just became a Thing they do sometimes (even though Charlie still thinks she's pretty much talentless. though, if you notice at the start of 11x04, he isn't joining in with Dennis and Mac as they say it would be impossible for Dee to be in a real movie/watching the movie would be a waste of time, and he also isn't skeptical like they are when Grieco shows up, he's just like "i love that guy!" ...granted, Charlie does join in on calling Dee's movie a porno when the BJ starts)

another reason that he’d take drama? because Charlie loves costumes/characters/personas - can't forget the times he became Greenman, Bob Dylan, casual Texas oil tycoon millionaire Hoss Bonaventure, Richard Grieco, all-American/Springsteen Charlie, Wildcard Charlie, etc. it seems pretty much everyone in the Gang likes doing characters sometimes (such as Mac insisting on being a Swedish plumber or Dennis and Frank really embracing their policemen guise) but to me it seems Charlie and Dee like to do it the most often and even have reoccurring characters they pull out sometimes

last piece of evidence: in 03x09, Charlie says he would be comfortable playing keyboard in front of a crowd as long as he’s “in the back of the stage or behind some sort of curtain”... who wants to guess he played piano backstage or was otherwise hidden from the audience as he supplied the music for the singers/performers of his drama class?

[freckledfangs]

i’m fixated on m knowing how to play instruments 

i know they don’t remember anything about their past, but like them still having a slight greek accent, i wonder if they have any muscle memory with playing instruments

like sometimes wonder if m ever sat at a piano and it felt...familiar to them. they probably would be too overwhelmed by the sound but their fingers just ghost over the keys in a pattern that they somehow know but don’t know at the same time 

[heatsu]

Imagine having had been playing piano for like 4 years only to not be able to draw a piano

[noxtivagus]

i love nature so much!!!!