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pocket-jack · 1 year ago

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"Straw Hat's and Heart Pirates met at another island"

Luffy: OOOOOOIII! Traffy!

Law: "Obviously happy to see him" Well, here we go again

"Penguin, Shachi and Bepo nodded to each other, when Luffy was running to his partner. Before Luffy could go for a hug, they covered their captain like a wall"

Luffy: Eh?

Law: What are you guys doing?

Shachi: Alright, Straw Hat! This play dates were going on for quite a while, but we cannot stay silent any longer!

Bepo: Yes, we won't!

Bepo: "Leans to Shachi and Penguin and whisper" Ahh... About what exactly we cannot stay silent?

Shachi: "Whispers back" Dude! Just play along!

Bepo: Ahh! Okay!

Luffy: What's that all about, Traffy? Did they got sick or something?

Law: That is exactly what I'm trying to figure out...

Penguin: Yes, we are sick! Sick of your lies and manipulations!

Luffy: "Confused" Eeeeeeehhh????

Law: Hey, guys!

Penguin: We know, you toying with our captain! You just gonna leave him when you'll get sick, right!? Our captain? But you're not gonna get away with it! We have the evidence!

Bepo: Oh! Wait, he does!? Where did you find the evidence, guys?

Penguin: Bepo! Shush! It's the bluff to make him scare!

Shachi: Yeah, you idiot! We just don't want our captain to get his heart broken, that's all! Who knows, what awful things this Straw Hat can do to him!

Luffy: What are you guys whispering about? Is it meat? Did I eat your meat and that's why you angry at me? Sorry, it smelled too tasty!

Shachi: What!? No! We were- wait a sec!.. Was that you!?

Penguin: Bro, he's changing the subject! Let's just beat the hell out of him, so he won't dare to lay a finger on captain!

Shachi: Ah! That's right! Those guys like you are always trying to seduce our captain! And that's our duty to protect his pure heart from such scumbags like you!

Law: Wha-!? Guys, enough with this nonsense! What the hell are you talking about?

Shachi: Captain! You were a person who laid us on the right track by beating the complete crap out of us that day! We're never gonna forget that!

Penguin: So we're gonna fight for your happiness! You're not gonna suffer from any of those fuckers who decided to toy with your feelings anymore!

Law: !...

Luffy: .....

Luffy: "Cracking his fists" I see... So that's how it is...

Luffy: "Smirking" Well, you left me no choice then!

"Shachi, Penguin and Bepo got scared. There was a big feeling that they're gonna get their asses kicked"

Law: Straw Hat-ya...

Luffy: "Slowly walking to them" You guys...

Shachi: Ahh... H-hey! You didn't heard what we said, huh? You must be deaf! W-we're gonna beat the whole crap outta you!

Penguin: Yes! If you d-do another step then tha-that's it!

Bepo: Guys, I have a feeling that we're the one who get our asses kicked

Shachi: Don't show your fear to him, Bepo! You are the bear! Growl at him or something!

Penguin: Yeah! Eat him, Bepo! Eat him!

Bepo: I can't! I'm a vegetarian!!

Penguin: Oh shit, we're fucked! It's your fault, Shachi! And Bepo's too It's him! Kill him, not me!

Shachi: Shut the fuck up, Penguin!

Law: Hey, Luffy-ya!

"Shachi, Penguin and Bepo slowly turned their heads to Luffy and swallowed hardly"

Luffy: ....I want........

Luffy: "Bowing deeply" To thank you, guys, so much!

Everyone, including Law: HUH!?

Luffy: Thank you for looking out for Traffy! I know, he might be a little grumpy and shy to ask for help, but I'm truly happy that there is people, who cares about his well-being!

Shachi: You... Do?..

Luffy: Yes, of course I am! Phew! I'm so relieved to know he's not alone! You guy's, please, continue doing a great job!

Law: "Blushing" Hey...

Bepo: So you do care about captain?

Luffy: Of course! I love him so much, I can't stop thinking about him! He had some problems eating when we were on our way to Dressrosa... Does he eat well? And sleep too? When I'm not with him I can't stop worrying about his well-being 24/7! But know that I know that you guys care about him as much as I do, I can finally rest at ease!

"Law's Protection Squad stares at Luffy in shock. And then they tear up. And then they gaved him a big hug"

Penguin: NO PROBLEM, STRAW HAT! YOU'RE A PART OF OUR FAMILY NOW, YA LOVABLE BASTARD!

Shachi: YES! KNOW, YOU'RE LIKE A BROTHER TO US, PLEASE, TAKE CARE OF OUR CAPTAIN JUST LIKE WE CARED ABOUT HIM!

Bepo: I ALWAYS KNEW YOU WERE A PERFECT PAIR FOR CAPTAIN! PLEASE, MAKE HIM A REALLY HAPPY MAN!

Law in the back completely embarrassed: You, guys........

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I've decided to call this trio Law's Protection Squad (LPS).

#one piece #monkey d. luffy #trafalgar law #lawlu #bepo one piece #shachi #penguin one piece #Law's Protection Squad

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gayuu-the-necromancer · 1 year ago

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Ikevil Male Leads in a Job interview

WARNING: This is a joke, please don't act like this in your actual interview!

Liam:

Interviewer: "Tell me about yourself."

Liam: "My name is Liam Evans. I'm a stage actor for the past X no. of years and also works as assassin behind the scenes. I was forcefully put into a mental hospital at a very young age after I was accused of killing my parents and my butler and also burning my family mansion. Due to this, I get frequent episodes where I go completely crazy and do things out of curiosity."

Interviewer: *WTF!!?*

William:

Interviewer: "What are your strengths and weakness?"

William: "Well...I can give orders to people and force them to do whatever I want by just looking into their eyes."

Interviewer: ".........Are you implying that you possess, leadership skills?"

William: "I won't necessary call it a leadership skill because I love seeing people being free and being the master of their own actions."

Interviewer: "..........."

Interviewer: "..........O-Okay, then what are your weaknesses?"

William: "Strawberries."

Interviewer: "........."

William: "....fufu....I'm sorry, that's the only thing I can't share?"

Harrison:

Interviewer: "So Mr Harrison, why do want this job?"

Harrison: "Honestly, I just wanna a job because I want to avoid going to home because there is this annoying old man in house who constantly gives me tasks in the name of Queen Victoria."

Interviewer: "....Was it supposed to be a joke?"

Harrison: "You tell me. Am I lying or saying the true?" *takes out his strawberry milk can*

Interviewer: ".........."

Elbert:

Interviewer: "So Mr. Greetia, how do you put an elephant inside a refrigerator?"

Elbert: "..............Does putting an elephant inside...makes it beautiful?"

Interviewer: "Excuse me?"

Elbert: "I have preserved many animal skins before.......but never an elephant. .....Do you think an elephant is beautiful...?"

Interviewer: "..........Ha?"

Alphonse:

Interviewer: "Can you work under pressure?"

Alphonse: "Of course. Not only working under pressure, I can also help others in my team to work effectively."

Interviewer: "Oh, how?"

Alphonse: "I can give them blissful dreams to help them relieve their stress."

Interviewer: "B-Blissful dreams...?"

Alphonse: "Want to find out? *removes his gloves* Let's have fun together, shall we?"

Interviewer: "NO!" *runs away*

Roger:

Interviewer: "Can you tell me about a time you had to deal with an unsatisfied customer?"

Roger: "As a part of my job, I do encounter various types of patients. But there is this one bastard who is always ungrateful. He's my regular customer and always comes to me for check up and no matter how much I work hard to treat his injuries and lung problems, this son of bitch calls me a quack and then smokes right in front of me! After I treated his lungs! Seeing him makes me wanna pull out my gun, shoved it his mouth and shoot him. But I have to control myself because I'm a doctor."

Interviewer: ".............."

Roger: "Your heart rate is fast....are you okay?"

Ellis:

Interviewer: "So tell me why you quit your last job?"

Ellis: "Well....I was doing a contract job with my previous employer. But no matter how much I tried, I just couldn't make my boss happy."

Interviewer: ".....................Huh?"

Interviewer: "E-Excuse me...what kind of job were you doing before?"

Ellis: "I was working in a trading company as my boss's assistant and carry out whatever orders my boss gives me. It could range from simple collections to straight up assassination and cleaning up. But no matter how much I worked hard, my efforts couldn't bear a fruit. I couldn't make my boss happy....*sad face*

Intervierwer: "E....Erm...."

Ellis: "Will you give me a job here? I promise I'll make you the happiest person in this entire world." *smiles*

Interviewer: *runs away feeling embarrassed*

Ellis: "Did I make them sad too?" *sad face*

Jude:

Interviewer: "Phew....that was a lot...In my entire career, I have never interviewed a bunch of weirdos....*sighs* please call the next---"

*gunshot*

Interviewer: "WHAT THE HELL!? Was that a gunshot!?"

*Door opens*

CEO: "Please! please help me! He's after my life!"

Jude: "Where's that bastard who stole my money? You think you can steal my money and get away huh? Now how should I punish you?"

CEO: "Mr. Jude....please...I'm sorry...I just wanted to start my own company..."

Jude: "If you wanted to start your own company, you should have done it with your own money, you jackass. *lights his cigarette while standing in front of the 'no smoking' sign board* Tch....Usually, I would let Ellis handle these kinds of errands, but now I have to do it myself."

Interviewer: (Wait....so this guy was Ellis's...previous boss)

Jude: *Shots the CEO in the head*

Jude: "Now I'm taking over your company. Since it's technically build from my money" *laughs manically*

Interviewer: *faints*

Jude: "Hm? *looks at the fainted interviewer* What the?"

#ikemen series #cybird ikemen #otome #cybird otome #cybird #ikemen villain #ikemen villains

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riyangiis · 1 year ago

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CHERRIES AND ROSES

you try and confess to ricky through a diary about your thoughts about love and your crush on ricky. (valentines special!!)

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 , ricky x gn! reader

𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞 , fluff

𝐰/𝐜 , 2.5k

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 , bad writing, second lead syndrome.., one-sided love, i feel like this is more abt kazumi than ricky or reader BYE..

𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐤 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 !

it wasn't hard to fall for ricky, never. he's so elegant, majestic, talented, everything! you thought that it would be a bother to be friends with him since it would get harder to hide the fact that you were astronomically down bad for him.

you weren't the only one like this. not at all. of course there were other people who like him as much as you do, he has a whole fan club.. you weren't that delusional to even show the fact that you had a crush on him or to show that you have a chance with him, you're insanely far from that. you know that there are people worthy enough to be with him, it's not bad to admire from afar. for now.

sometimes when you try to sneak a glance at him, he's already looking at you. you stop staring , or admiring, after a millisecond. you can always feel that someone is watching your every move whenever ricky is nearby. maybe you're really delusional. you've told your close friends about this problem.

"look for a little longer to be sure!"

your friend rocks you back and forth after hearing your thoughts, she seems more excited than you're supposed to be.

"do i look like i have the guts to do that?"

your friend looks disappointed in your shyness. to be fair you we're actually considering it.. but really, you don't have the guts to do that even if you wanted to do it.

"well maybe? please do it?"

your friend looks at you with puppy eyes. you roll your eyes.

"fine, just not now."

"yayy!"

(try to guess who the friend is in the end!)

"do you really like [name]?"

gyuvin asks ricky. they're currently in an empty classroom with gunwook reviewing his notes for an upcoming test. it has always been their secret meetup spot since they all became a trio.

"gyuv, i really do like them. they're funny, kind, attractive, just everything. i'm sure about this."

ricky reassures gyuvin. even though ricky is popular around the school, gyuvin is just worried that ricky might get used for fame and money. gyuvin also knows well that ricky has been in situations like that. he knows what to do.

"yeah, ricky's fine-"

yujin barges in the door, cutting off gunwook. he just got out of class after a chemistry test. everyone in the room got silent and just stared at him. the classroom was secret indeed, but they had to let yujin know. he was practically begging for them to tell him and it won't hurt to let him join?

"how's the test?"

gunwook asks yujin, breaking the awkward silence. he proudly waves his papers to gunwook, showing a noticeable 18/20 in red.

"happy?"

"phew, that long night of reviewing you didn't go to waste."

gunwook sighs relieved after having to explain everything in detail to yujin for 6 hours just for that quiz. for. free. yujin sits down beside the boys and starts talking about drama from his class.

"did you know kanghee cheated on eunji?"

gasps emitted from the boys, completely leaving the conversation about ricky's crush behind.

when february started, you bought a cute cherry notebook and turned it into a diary to write how much you like ricky and give it to him once the day comes. everyday you fill at leaat 5 pages with whatever seems romantic and cute.

you knew ricky likes diaries, you thought it would be nice to put this in his collection as a valentines gift. of course you saved some pages for him incase he wants to put anything in the diary.

it took you 3 sore fingers, a load of stickers, you preparing to get rejected, also you hoping that this will work, and other stuff. you're lucky that you don't have a busy schedule when valentines is near because this is probably your only way to confess to ricky. you're pretty embarrassed to actually give someone you have a crush on your thoughts about them when they don't even know you. whatever, you had to get this off of your chest somehow.

perfect. your diary is finished. you're planning on putting this on his desk. well, hoping that nobody would just open up and read everything that's been going on in your mind. can't do that.. you can't just put it on his locker, you don't know the code. even if you did, it's probably full of love letters that he won't even notice the notebook. gosh, i'll just ask my friends.

from what your friends said, they told you to put the diary in his bag while he's practicing. you asked your friends, kyungsoo and kazumi, to go with you. kazumi has a friend there that's also in the basketball team so you three were able to go to practice without any suspicions.

"do you think this will work?"

kyungsoo asks nervous. to be honest, you were extremely nervous as well. you've never done stuff like this before. kazumi just scoffs as if he was an expert even though he's new to this as well.

"trust me. when i'm around, we can never fail."

kyungsoo's face softens, she avoids trying to worry or ask a question like that when all she'll get is kazumi being a narcissist as usual. you're close to the court. you see gyuvin, ricky's best friend, on the way.

"[name]! you're here! did you invite your friends?"

gyuvin greeted you, he's also a part of the team. he's currently holding a soda can on his hand that's from the vending machine, is it their break right now?

"yeah! kazumi got invited by minho to watch them and kyungsoo just wanted to go with us since she had nothing to do! how's valentines for you?"

gyuvin scoffs and casually drinks the soda as if he was gets admirers all the time. gunwook walks up to him and barges in the conversation and cuts gyuvin off.

"it's going well for me, as expecte-" "he's lying."

gyuvin tries to silence gunwook and convince you that he's just as famous as his best friend is. they start bickering and forget that they were talking to you in the first place.

"let's just go, we can't waste time."

kazumi whispers to you and kyungsoo as a signal to escape the whole thing. you finally entered the basketball court. you check the seats where ricky's bag usually is. some places are with admirers. too suspicious but you can fit in somehow.

"let's go there."

kyungsoo pointed at an empty spot that's not noticeable and you three can easily watch your surroundings. it's the spot that kristine recommended. as soon as you three were about to go up to the bleachers, ricky walks up to you.

"[name]? out of all the days you decided to see us practice, it's before valentines?"

"we're supposed to be out there gossiping about the confession wall but [name] insisted on going here. i also got invited by minho so i have no choice. kyungsoo just has nothing to do so she followed us."

kazumi offers an explanation, a fake one to be specific, he's a really good actor you have to admit. ricky looks at the cherry notebook you held in your hand, it reads "for you ᰔ." he starts to become curious about the notebook.

'who will you give that to? is it someone from the basketball team?' ricky was about to ask but just sucked it in. it's not his business anyway, you might get uncomfortable.

"alright. see you!"

ricky goes back to his seat and relaxes after a tiring practice. he's still thinking about that notebook, 'did you come here to confess to someone? is it him? gosh, don't get your hopes up quanrui. it's just some.. silly notebook.' he looks back to the three of you, mainly you. he just brushes it off and told himself to focus on practice.

you're finally free from the.. conversations. you don't hate talking to ricky or gyuvin, it's just weird considering the whole reason you went to watch basketball practice is.. you know it. just when you guys were about to go to the seat kristine recommended before it gets taken by.. another admirer, minho stops you from doing so.

"sorry, i just need kazumi for a minute."

kazumi signals for you and kyungsoo to just go to the seats and he will follow later. you nod and leave him and minho be. minho grabs kazumi's hand and gently drags him to a private spot.

"how's the plan going?"

minho asks quietly.

"we haven't even started yet, people like you just keep on disturbing us."

kazumi scoffs, what an introvert (loner)..

"sorry, just let me know if anything happens okay? you can go now."

"also i saw ricky looking at the notebook. just so you know."

kazumi nods and quickly goes to the two.

"i'm back."

kazumi sits down on the spot that they reserved for him. he checks his phone to see any updates from kristine.

time passes by as you watch your surroundings to find the perfect moment to sneak up and hide the diary in ricky's bag. eunha distracting yoonmi, the basketball team focused on practice, others just hanging around the bleachers to find a not really crowded place to review or just have time to theirselves. this is perfect.

"i think i should go do it."

as soon as you stood up and try to walk away, kazumi grabs your hand and drags you back. he grabs your other hand. he's now holding both of your hands.. or wrists?

"don't do something stupid or mess up. i'm counting on you."

"err.. ok?"

he lets you go, kyungsoo just gives you two thumbs up and a pearly smile. you quickly get down and start your 'sneaky' mission. you try your best not to get attention. you sneak to the side of the bleachers, near ricky's bag. you stop for a second.. kazumi looks at you confused, why did you stop?

how exactly do you put it inside his bag without getting noticed? no wonder kazumi warned you before you went here.. you slowly walk closer to the bag, lift it a little, slowly put the notebook under, adjust the bag so that the only way you'll see the notebook is when you lift it up.

you look back at the two, kazumi stares at you giving you a 'seriously?' look while kyungsoo just gives you an ok sign. whatever. what happens happens. it's good enough.

you walk back to kazumi and kyungsoo. you remain standing in front of them, waiting for the signal to leave the place since you honestly can't stay here anymore.

"let's just go, it's boring here. i'll tell minho first."

you finally got out of that place. you're currently going to the school playground to meet with the others. when you three arrived you see haruki up the place with the slide because the signal is great there, rin and jiwon in the seesaw, kristine in the swings.

"you're back!!"

haruki rushes to get out and hug you, jiwon rapidly gets up and hugs kyungsoo, rinjusy gets out the seesaw and calmly walk up to her brother.

"kazu we.. need to talk."

rin drags kazumi to a private place in the playground where no one would hear their conversation.

"are you okay with this thing? after all you liked [name].. you sure you can handle everything?"

rin questions kazumi worried. kazumi just smiles and tries to reassure his younger sister.

"yeah, i don't see [name] that way anymore. i've already got my eyes on someone else.."

"you sure?"

kazumi nods, not wanting to be a bother to his sister.

"okay. i'll let you be. let's go back to the others and tell them we'll go home. or maybe we can hang out? we haven't went out that much recently.."

"yeah, let's go to that café with the cute bunnies. my treat."

practice is finally over. no admirers around, fresh air. he was about to get his bag to get changed. when he lifted it, he saw a notebook. a cherry notebook. with that same note. was that for.. him? no way.. he opens the notebook to read what's in it.

a diary about my.. love life? what i think about love?

to: ricky

from love: [name] ᰔ

he closes the notebook. planning to read it when he gets home.

today is finally valentines. you're kind of nervous and scared that you'll get rejected. but you don't really expect ricky to like you back anyway, there's other people better than you. don't get your hopes up.

you entered the classroom, seeing a lot of chocolates, flowers, and whatever gifts people give on valentines. ricky's desk catches your attention. it's full of love letters, diy gifts, crochet roses, candies, and other stuff. near his desk was a cherry notebook.. a cherry notebook? in his hand.

you swiftly look away and rush to your seat. still having the feeling that someone.. ricky is staring at you. perhaps you should try what your friend, rin, told you. to look at him.. longer than usual. you look over to ricky still reading the diary, he's currently somewhere around the middle. he stops reading and looks at you, he then smiles. not his usual smirk like you see him do with others. a genuine smile.

he signals you to look under your desk. you quickly do it without any hesitation, curious about what kind of stuff he put there. you see roses and a piece of paper. you get them and put them on your desk to see it clearly. the bouquet is full of paper roses and crochet roses surrounding the real rose in the middle. you see the same note that you put on the front of the diary, "for you ᰔ."

you open the paper that comes with it. it's a page from the diary, you can tell because of the cherries scattered around it. a piece of ripped paper on the empty space. it's the first page of the diary, except he put correction tape over the original names and reversed it. the actual paper is a page titled "what i think about love ─ flowers." the change of handwriting is seen at the bottom, it's ricky's.

after reading the whole thing, you look back at ricky, who's admiring you in pure adoration. you smile back at him and keep the roses and the paper before your strict teacher scolds you. you nod, his smile grows bigger. but your interaction gets interrupted by that exact strict teacher.

"that's how it all started."

ricky ended the story. your friends (not the anti-romantics and the broskis they know it all..) were curious about ricky's valentines and anniversary gift.

"happy valentines and.. anniversary."

ricky gives the diary to you. the diary is now full with your side and ricky's side. it's finally done. when you opened the book, the first page was the page that led him to give you multiple roses on that exact day. you smile at the precious memory. the one that started it all. you never had to worry about anything after all.

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milkyst4rs · 2 years ago

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Hi hi! Can i request diluc childe and thoma (seperate) with reader thats gentle and dosent get mad easily but whenver theyre alone they curse like a sailor over anything that made reader pissed off. Reader dosent like showing theyre anger so they release theyre anger alone and got caught by them one day (maybe even caught violently stabbing raw chicken and vegetables while making dinner hahshs)

(Sorry this was long)

You good?

diluc, childe, thoma x gn reader. crackfic

thanku for ur request! Hope u like it🫶🏽 Thomas one is so fluffy☠️ can yall tell i love him

Diluc

Flowery, angelic, soft. Those were the 3 descriptors diluc would often tell people when they would enquire about you, his s/o. You were like a saint, always understanding, talking to the children of the town, picking flowers for him everyday.

So why were you angrily cursing at a pile of burnt cookies in the kitchen?

Diluc had just gotten home from his nightly batman duties and was concerned when you didn't reply to his usual, "I'm home, dear."

He heard a commotion in the kitchen.

"I swear on the 7 fucking archons, if this next batch of cookies doesn't turn out perfect I will actually kill someone."

Diluc's eyes widened. What was going on in there? He had to see if everything was alright. He slid the door to the kitchen open.

"Dear? Is everything oka-"

"holy shit- oh hey honey! Welcome home! How was your day, love?"

Momentarily ignoring your change in vocabulary, he took a scan throughout the kitchen. A burnt mountain of chocolate chip cookies stood there on the counter.

"I, uh. I see that you're baking cookies..."

"Mhm! I got a little bored, all the ingredients I needed were all here so I thought of making something sweet for you!"

"I see, thank you darling. It seems like you're having...some trouble? I've never heard you so frustrated dear, though I must say it is quite amusing."

He said chuckling, he walked over to the burnt cookies and took out a...cheese grater? He walked back to you and pushed the cookies and grater toward you, was he expecting you to do something with this orrrr?

"Adelinde taught me this trick, if you have burnt your cookies, just grate the charred sides and it will look and taste perfect."

"Shit, really? Thanks love!"

He has no clue how your choice of words can go from vulgar to sweet and loving, but he finds it kinda hot.

Childe

You and childe were polar opposites. He was a bloodthirsty son of a bitch and you were caring and nurturing, against violence and hate.

The people of Snezhnaya have no clue how the two of you got together but hey, it seems like it's working out well.

Whenever you and your boyfriend would go out for dates, people would hesitantly greet the two of you so they don't get put on the Fatui's hit list. You noticed this, however, and decided to tell people that you aren't going to hurt or put in a bad word about them. After awhile, everyone was happy to see you waltz into their shop, taking a look around and initiating small talk.

Today, you had asked childe to help you with physical combat, he gladly accepted of course.

He brought you to his usual practice area so he could teach you tricks on a dummy. Practice went well, you managed to build up stamina and strength in your arms.

"Phew! You learn quick babe! Let's take a break, wait here I'll go get us some drinks."

He pressed a kiss on your forehead and walked out of the practice grounds. You decided to practice a little more while waiting for him.

You were fired up. Landing hits and punches on the dummy like it was your worst enemy.

"Fuckin' bitch."

A kick to the head.

"Argh! Yeah that's right, cry little fucker!"

A punch to the jaw.

This was fun! It's a great stress reliever too.

While you were cursing at the poor dummy, unbeknownst to you, your lovely boyfriend was standing behind a wall giggling at your vulgar choice of words.

He had come back 3 minutes ago, no harm in watching his precious s/o completely obliterate his training dummy right?

"I didn't know you were such a fighter [name]! You can land hits physically and mentally, very impressive sweets."

You flushed the moment you saw childe walk to you.

"Don't you dare tell anyone about this. I was in the zone."

Childe chuckled and passed you your drink,

"Ok ok! You're really cute when you get all fired up ya' know?"

Thoma

Ah my sweet sweet boy. He thought he knew everything about you, that you two were made for eachother. Imagine his shock when he sees you repeatedly stabbing a boiled chicken while cursing at it.

Where did the soft and loving [name] go? Is the chicken okay? (Obviously not since it's boiled but thoma is too concerned to think logically.) He remembered you saying that you'd be the one making dinner today, he's never seen this kind of cooking method before. Ah! Maybe you're using a technique from...what's his name? Gordon Rambly? Corden Ramsly?

He jumped out his thoughts and rushed to your side, worried that you might stab your hand accidentally.

"[name]! What's going on?? Are you alright?"

"Oh! Thoma! Thank the archons, please help me. This dumb crusty ass of a chicken won't cook properly! I've been trying to make it nice and tender but IT KEEPS. GETTING. STIFF."

Thoma's eyes went wide as frisbees.

"Ah! [name], mind your language! People can hear you! And, the water has got to boil on medium heat, you set it way to high!"

"I DID SET IT ON THE STUPID MEDIUM HEAT THINGY. IT'S THE FUCKING CHICKENS FAULT!"

"Shh! Okok, come here. Calm down.."

He pulled you in for a warm hug, immediately your mind went blank at your anger dissipated. You felt him press a kiss to the crown of your head and you blushed.

"Sorry, I've just been a little irritated today.."

He laughed and held you closer.

"It's ok love. Come on, let's make dinner together!"

"But I wanted to make this awesome meal for you so you could relax...now you have to do all this. Sorry.."

He lifted your chin with his thumb and index finger, his gaze soft and loving.

"I am always at peace when I'm with you, love. No matter how mad you get."

He mumbled the last part but you heard it and giggled, leaving him a sweet kiss on the lips.

#genshin fluff #thoma x reader #thoma fluff #diluc x reader #diluc fluff #genshin x gender neutral reader #childe x reader #childe fluff #thoma x gender neutral reader #diluc x gender neutral reader #childe x gender neutral reader #THOMA <3

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your-divine-ribs · 7 months ago

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SFW Alphabet: C for Caring

C= Caring (How do they take care of you when you're not feeling well?) // Words 2.2k // Your bf Van looks after you when you have a bad period

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As soon as you wake up you know. In fact that was likely the reason you'd woken up so early. You suck in a sharp inhale through gritted teeth as you turn over in bed, simultaneously pulling your knees up bent into your body until you're curled up into a foetal position. Still the pain wracks you. Sharp, visceral stabbing pains in your lower abdomen that make you groan out loud.

"Babe? You awake? I was gonna leave you to have a lie-in this morning."

You feel the bed dip down as your boyfriend shifts beside you, his body pushed right up against yours, an arm snaking around your waist. Usually you'd welcome an early morning cuddle, stretching out your limbs and snuggling into his comforting warmth, but this isn't one of those times. You groan again and bat his hand away, replacing it with your own which instinctively rubs circles on your belly. It doesn't ease the pain but you carry on regardless, pressing your fingers into your skin like you can somehow dig out the discomfort.

"What's up love? You alright? You're not sick are ya?"

"No," you grumble out, smushing your face into your pillow, wincing as another pain shoots through you. "Got my bloody period haven't I? I must've got my dates mixed up. Thought I was due on next week."

"Phew, at least you're not pregnant then!"

You can hear the relief in your boyfriend's words, your head twisting around immediately, fast enough to give you whiplash. "You what?"

He's risen up to kneel on the bed beside you, smiling down on you. "Well... you know... when we got carried away the other week when we got back from the pub and you said you couldn't remember whether you'd taken your pill 'cause you were drunk..."

He trails off then, his smile quickly fading as he sees your eyes narrow at him, your downturned mouth and your brow creased in disbelief. "I'm bloody dying here and all you can do is go on about how you're off the hook for not knocking me up!"

His eyes widen immediately, he looks like the wind's been knocked out of him and to be honest you wish you could knock it out of him. You suffer terribly with your periods. It's not just the cramps and the bloating and the achey tender boobs, you also get the mood swings, and they can range from sulky moodiness to incandescent rage to blubbering inconsolable mess... and sometimes all three in the space of ten minutes. The worst part of it is you know damn well why you're feeling cranky, but hormones aren't to be reasoned with. Try as you might to pull yourself out of your dire mood and back to your usual calm, happy, smiling self, it just doesn't happen.

"What d'ya mean off the hook?" Van protests, his face scrunching up. "That's a bit unfair. Can you not remember that discussion we had the other week? You know I'd love to have kids. You're the one who said you weren't ready!"

"I'm not ready!" You snap back. "We struggle enough looking after ourselves, let alone bringing a baby into the mix."

Van sighs, exasperated. "So you are actually relieved that you're not pregnant then?"

You shrug sulkily. Of course you are.

"Suppose so… but I'm still dying anyway... not that you care."

"Of course I care," he murmurs, dipping his head down so he can press a small kiss to the skin of your exposed shoulder. "Let me look after you today, yeah, and I'll show you just how much I do."

It's the way he says it, the genuine concern in his eyes and the tender way he pulls the bedsheets back over your body, tucking you in and promising you a day of pampering before he leaves the room that makes your heart warm. It chases away the hormonal fog that's hanging over you and you thank him gratefully as he returns with a steaming hot cup of tea and a couple of paracetamol in his outstretched palm shortly afterwards.

You hoist yourself up into a sitting position, swallowing down the painkillers and sipping at the tea, watching him pottering around the bedroom. He opens drawers and the wardrobe, taking out items of clothing and laying them on the bed before turning to you with a smile. "I know ya like to lounge around in my comfy clothes when you're feeling like this."

You can't help but smile back. You're always pinching his clothes, but as much as you'd like to lie around all day in one of his over-sized band tees and a pair of his sweatpants you know you can't. You groan inside as your mind dredges up all the chores you had listed in your head to do today.

"I'd love to have a lazy day but I've got so much to do. I need to get up and get moving." You reluctantly peel back the duvet, ready to rise up on to your feet but you're stopped in your tracks by a sharp, gnawing pain in your gut and you bend over, hissing out curses. "Ahh... fuck."

"You're not doing anything today, love. You're going to take it easy."

Van's voice is gentle but stern and you look up quickly. "But it's only my period. Seriously, I've got loads to do. I can't just abandon all my plans..."

"Yes you can, I'm sure it's nothing that can't wait." Then he cracks a cheeky grin. "Anyway... I thought you were dying?"

That makes you laugh. "Okay... so maybe I was being a little over-dramatic!"

As if on cue the hollow twisting ache inside of you increases and you shoot up a hand to grasp at your stomach, grimacing with the pain. Van's smile quickly falls away.

"Ain't nothing dramatic about it, babe. You're staying home and resting, and that's an order. You're always on the go, rushing about for everyone else. You need to take some time out once in a while."

"But..."

"No buts," he cuts in, and you pout at him sulkily and roll your eyes even though you're secretly pleased. "Now I'm gonna run you a bath and you're gonna relax... okay?"

"Okay Mr Bossy," you smirk back at him playfully.

The bath is heavenly and you sigh blissfully as you sink down into the warm water, leaning back against the tub. Van takes his place kneeling down, elbows propped up on the edge of the bath so you can chat whilst you lie there. It's exactly what you need and after a while the warmth of the water and the effects of the painkillers start to soothe your pain to no more than a muted dull ache.

"How you feeling now?" Van enquires.

"Mmm... much better already... thank you. This is nice... really nice."

He shifts where he kneels. "Come on then, lean forward, put ya head back."

"Huh?" You ask, but you're already doing as instructed, straightening up, the water swirling around you as you bring up your knees, wrapping your arms around them. "You're not washing my hair again are you? I'm not a baby, I can manage it myself ya know."

"I know," he says, and you can hear the grin in his voice as he speaks. "But I also know how much you love me doing it... and you are a baby... my baby."

You chuckle at that. "You soppy bugger."

You tease him when he's soft like this but you love it. He knows you're not normally one to be babied and you're fiercely independent usually, but sometimes when you're grumpy and hormonal there's nothing you like more than to be fussed over and taken care of. You feel a glow of affection radiate through you as you tip your head back and feel the warm water cascade down over your hair and your shoulders, his long supple fingers massaging the fragrant shampoo into your locks.

"Close your eyes, don't wanna get shampoo in 'em."

"Mmm... feels really nice," you murmur, shutting your eyes and luxuriating in the feeling. "You do take good care of me."

"Ah I know love, it's a tough job but someone's gotta do it," he chuckles.

After he's rinsed the shampoo from your hair he tells you that he's just got to nip out to the shop and he leaves you in the bathroom to finish up. You lie back to soak peacefully for a while, but then you're aware that the ache in your gut has been replaced by a different sensation as a loud rumble takes you by surprise. That's the other thing about your period. Even though you feel bloated you feel like you could eat until you pop. All of a sudden your carefully selected nutritious and balanced diet goes out of the window to be replaced by cravings for all manner of unhealthy snacks. Sugary, salty, stodgy... if it's bad for you then you want it.

You pull the plug and rise up, wrapping yourself in a fluffy towel before making for the bedroom, smiling to yourself when you see what Van's laid out on the bed for you. There's his old faded ‘The Streets’ hoodie that's always been big enough on him let alone you. You recall teasing him about it when you first met, not sharing his deep reverence of Mike Skinner and his straightforward lyrics. Now he's the one who teases you as it's your favourite item of clothing to wear despite your dislike for the music. It's so loose and cosy, and more importantly it just reminds you of him, you practically live in it when he's away on tour. He's also laid out a pair of his sweatpants next to some fluffy novelty socks that Mary purchased for you last Christmas with a matching set for her son. And of course... most importantly of all, there's a small pile of necessary products, various sanitary towels and tampons. You giggle to yourself as you select what you need, picturing him radiating panic the first time you’d ever asked him to go to the shop to pick you up some pads, too wracked with cramps to move due to another brutal period. How he'd come back with a carrier bag bursting with every kind of women's hygiene product your local Asda had stocked, mumbling on red-faced about not having a clue about different flows and whether you wanted 'with wings' or without. "I've never been so out of depth in my life love," he'd admitted... but since you moved in together he takes it all in his stride.

You're just pulling the hoodie over your head when you hear the front door shut and his voice calling out, "I'm home! You out the bath yet? Wait till ya see what I've got!"

You find him in the living room, and when he hears you enter the room he looks up, mile wide grin splitting his face in two as he proceeds to empty out a carrier bag on to the sofa. There's crisps and chocolate bars and biscuits, every kind of tempting calorie-laden snack your hungry belly desires.

"Bloody hell!" You exclaim. "Look at all that lot! I can practically feel my cholesterol level rising just looking at it. What's all this for?"

"Well I know you have these cravings, and I wasn't sure what ya fancied so I just thought I'd buy a selection to be on the safe side." He shrugs, laughing. "I might have gone a little bit over the top actually..."

"You're not kidding!" You giggle, flopping down on the sofa next to him. "I've not even had breakfast yet, but those Doritos look really tempting... oh god Van, you're such a bad influence... but it's so sweet of you."

"Only the best for you love. Thought we could just camp out on the sofa all day... maybe re-watch Stranger Things?" He smiles as you nod enthusiastically. "Told ya I was gonna look after ya today didn't I? Anything you want... all day long."

You narrow your eyes at him, feigning suspicion. "Oh it's like that is it... what you after, eh?"

He raises his hands up, eyes wide. "Nothing I swear..." A pause before a mischievous grin takes over as he lowers his voice like you're not supposed to hear his after-thought. "And I wanna keep ya sweet... don't wanna get on the wrong side of one of your legendary hormonal rages!"

"Fuck off!" You cry, grabbing for a cushion and launching it in his direction, bursting into a fit of laughter as it catches him square in the face, knocking his head back and mussing up his hair.

Laughing devilishly you reach for another cushion to pummel him with but he dives across the sofa at you, knocking the snacks aside in the process. He catches you around the waist, driving you back until you're lying flat on your back with him hovering over you. You're both laughing, and all of a sudden you're almost thankful for having an excuse to spend a lazy day with him, giggling as he plants a small, sweet kiss on your lips before pulling away to gaze down on you with affection.

"Bloody love ya Y/N," he murmurs. "Have I told ya lately?"

You squirm underneath him, your heart fit to burst. "Yeah... you tell me all the time... not that I'm complaining."

You crane your neck upwards to scatter a few kisses on his jawline. "And I love you too."

#sfw alphabet #van mccann x reader #van mccann fanfic #fanfic #vanfic #fluff #van mccann

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chanothy · 3 months ago

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Butler's Christmas 2042

Episode two

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One day nearing Christmas, i was invited by Lono to come to the town of Espoir. As Lono says it seems like the whole town is decorated for Christmas.

(Carriage stopping noise)

LONO :: My Lord, we’ve arrived in town!

LONO :: Please watch your step as you get off.

[Thank you]

Espoir, the center land

Step….step…step..

LONO :: Wow, just like Espoir before Christmas! There are a lot of people in the market

LONO :: Lord. Please hold my arm tightly so you don’t fall, even if you get pushed

LONO :: It will probably be especially busy near popular items!

[Thank you, Lono]

LONO :: Even so, the town is completely filled with the Christmas atmosphere

LONO :: The ingredients on display in the stores are all typical CHristmas dinner items

LONO :: What should i make for Christmas dinner this year

LONO :: I’ll keep the standard menu in mind… is there anything you’d like to eat, Lord?

[Hmm, i guess so…]

LONO :: Hehe, when someone asks you “What do you want to eat?” it’s hard to decide

[Yeah, i’ll think about it]

LONO :: Please feel free to tell me anything! You don’t have to be shy!

LONO :: Ah, i mean…. Will you be spending Christmas at the mansion this year?

LONO :: If possible, i would like my master to spend some time relaxing at the mansion

LONO :: Please enjoy each and every Christmas dish slowly….

LONO :: Of course, i have prepared a preset for you! Hehe, the contestants are still a secret though.

[I’m sorry if i made you do that]

LONO :: That’s terrible, my Lord, I'm the one who feels so sorry!

[Lono? Why?]

LONO :: Because….

LONO :: Thanks to you, Master, i am able to live such a fulfilling life every day…. The only thing i can do is cook and give presents.

LONO :: Lord…?

[I get a lot from Lono]

Lono always…. Does his best for me. As feelings of gratitude welled up inside me…i suddenly had the idea of giving Lono a gift in return. It was just a idea, but…. I told Lono that I wanted to give something back.

LONO :: My lord, give me something in return….

LONO ::........Um… I think that this is probably a situation that a butler should not take seriously…

LONO :: But…. well, if you, Master, want to give something back to me

LONO :: From here on, i don’t want people around me to hear me

[Understood]

Lono quietly comes close to my ear

LONO :: If you’d like, would you like to go on a date with me?

[Date?]

LONO :: ….Yeah, it’s a date.

LONO :: It’s not random idea… it’s something i’ve been thinking about for a long time.

LONO :: Is it true? As proof of this, i have thought up plan for dates with you many times before

LONO :: I haven’t actually done it yet though…

LONO :: What do you think….? A date with me… are you not interested, Master?

[I’m happy…. Let’s go on a date]

LONO :: Heheh… that was good! I was sure my master would say that.

LONO :: Ok! Now that that’s decided, we need to make some plans!

LONO :: Let’s have as much fun as we can together on the day!

[Yeah!]

LONO :: ….Hutu. Ha… that was good

[Yeah?]

LONO :: Ah, ah… sorry! I was just talking to myself, but…

[Was it good…?]

LONO :: Um, well….

LONO :: Actually, i’ve been wondering for a long time when I should ask you out on a date.

LONO :: But i just can’t make up my mind…

LONO :: See, timing is important, isn’t it?

LONO :: If i get turned down….then….

[Hehe….]

LONO :: Oh my Lord, that made me laugh!

[Lono thinks the same way]

LONO :: I’ll think about it! Since i’m serious this…. It makes me feel down.

[I’m more than happy to hear that]

LONO :: Damn… let’s stop talking about this!

[Yeah]

LONO :: Phew.. hehehe….

[Hehehe]

LONO :: Ah, i’m so relieved. I’m so glad.

LONO :: Ah, that’s right, my lord….can you please listen to me one more time? Hehe, i’m sorry….

LONO :: Let’s keep our date a secret between the two of us

[....!]

LONO :: Sharing secrets like this is sure to add some spice to your date and make it more fun.

LONO :: Hehe….how is it? I think about it a lot too, don’t I

LONO :: I told my master that it was a way to give back to me, but…

LONO :: Personally, i see it as a opportunity to entertain you in a way that i normally can’t

LONO :: Oh no… i said “date” out loud.

And then, Lono and i made a secret promise. We enjoyed our time alone together.

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dramadramallama · 1 year ago

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Love Supremacy - brain rot part 3 (hopefully that's it, last part, i'm done PHEW)

As stated here, the story within a story structure makes for a cool viewing experience. Different readings for different levels.

Layer 1 - Myung-ha abandons himself Layer 2 - Limbo: an intermediary, temporary, blurry state Layer 3 - The Game, roleplaying yourself (Layer 4 - Us, watching the show haha)

It grants both the audience, and the characters a chance to get a new perspective.

As Myung-ha sinks into himself, he has to rise back up.

The game framing is interesting, as it makes Myung-ha an active participant in his own fate. He is more likely to act in the safety of a game, with defined, clear goals, and “easy” missions to complete on the side of the main quest. It compartmentalizes the universe in neat little game notifications, and relieves some of the pressure of the hardest part of life. Finding happiness? Pfff, EASY, right?

Myung-ha is given the opportunity to do what all of us have probably wished at one point: re-start, from the latest save point, where it all went wrong. As argued in part one, the characters aren’t just words on paper, or pixels in a game. They have agency, just like Myung-ha.

1. Mirrors/Symmetry

2. Fate, Free Will, and Happiness

▶️3. Game/Reality

Very soon, it appears the lines between the so-called game and so-called reality are getting extremely blurry.

First, the stakes are incredibly high for a simple game. The penalty is death.

Myung-ha doesn’t seem fazed by the threat of death, he’s not scared of it. It could be because it's "just a game," but I personally think it's because he's technically already "dead." He ignores the penalty and focuses on his mission(s) at face value. Subconsciously, he works towards changing his own fate, and he gets there!

Debuffs (negative effects) need to be corrected

His efforts are slightly slowed by “debuffs.” These incidents happen due to Yeo-woon’s general dislike for everyone (including himself). They slow the process down enough to teach Myung-ha how to build friendships and relationships. The trick here is that Myung-ha is supposed to learn by proxy, through Yeo-woon’s self-love journey, how to love and be loved, and speak his true feelings.

“Bad” things seem to happen because Yeo-woon isn't quite ready for that unstoppable wave of affection Myung-ha unleashes. At first, the debuffs are incredibly mild and inoffensive (Fondness/Affection level around -10 or -5 = a LEAF falling on his face, a defective streetlight, and spicy tteokbokki lmao) and are easily transformed into something positive, bringing them closer.

But Yeo-woon’s affection is directly related to how honest Myung-ha is with himself and others. For example, he is disappointed to realize the urgency of Myung-ha’s text was fake (="Myung-ha doesn't trust me like I trust him"), and he doesn’t reassure Yeo-woon about the fact that he smells like someone else (lol cat energy). By refusing to open himself up to be cared for, it backfires with direct consequences.

Myung-ha is allergic to listening to his own advice. All "do as I say, not as I do." When he told Yeo-woon "when someone cares for you, just accept it, why do you have to [question it?]" I almost screamed. We're all mental health experts when it comes to someone other than ourselves lol.

As for most things in life, the answer is balance. His side quests involve, for example, making other friends, who can be reliable and provide help in return. Kyung-hoon helps with a part time job and Sang-won offers to drive him to Yeon-woo.

Also interesting to note, his knee jerk reaction to anyone trying to enter his sphere is to close himself off, keep some distance. The above is in response to someone using casual honorifics (hyung/oppa).

Kyung-hoon, as if expressing Myung-ha's interiority, explains he's ok with long distance dating. Why? Simple: he likes his boyfriend, and wants to enjoy every moment until it ends. This is in direct opposition to what Myung-ha chooses: he places the certainty of pain/suffering above the mere possibility of happiness.

(...relatable tbh)

Myung-ha's inner desires clash with his depressive state constantly, and it gets worse after Yeo-woon’s affection levels dramatically drop from a positive number, back to zero, and then negative again, due to Myung-ha struggling to accept, and balance his own feelings. Too much love for everyone but himself, too scared to need anyone who might end up leaving him. The debuffs get more serious (Grandma gets hospitalized), and he starts fainting. Myung-ha is falling back into old traps, and like vicious circle, by trying to fix the errors incorrectly, in turn, makes the system shut down.

Thankfully, he does come to understand things remain worthy, even though he cannot have them forever.

The mysterious texts from an unknown number

Myung-ha faints several times, like things aren't quite going right. The nonsensical texts keep pouring in.

These read, to me, like close friends/family grieving, like they're in a columbarium (?). Besides the one from his sunbae at the end, they're all unsigned. There's one text saying they have "followed someone wearing the same clothes as [Myung-ha], knowing it couldn't be [him]", and one about a broken vase. Are they all from his sunbae, relaying the things said to him once? Or after his death? At his funeral? As a prayer? Thinking of him?

While the game server experiences extreme instability, memories, “real-life” happenings parasite the safety of the game.

Very personal elements keep permeating the game play; lines go beyond blurry, and disappear entirely.

Elements outside of the game keep popping up. Soon, the edges of the gameplay aren’t so clear-cut anymore, as Myung-ha gets more precise with defining happiness. His own handwriting shows up in the game notifications.

The answers are his own: he filled in the blanks himself. But he constantly tries to apply them to someone else.

It becomes impossible to dissociate the game from Myung-ha’s existence. I’m sure I haven’t caught them all, but there are many instances where Myung-ha's reality bleeds into the game.

Bubbly, water sounds are heard at key moments, and before long, his "memories" with his sunbae also get a underwater backdrop. To say nothing of the water/wave imagery around Myung-ha.

His world is leaking through the seams, the wave is rolling him over, and he’s sinking deeper. Which way will he come up? Water symbolism is always, MUAH, chef's kiss.

He is given ultimate freedom - a symbolic pen, to overwrite the program, and solve the system errors

Myung-ha for better or for worse, whether he likes it or not, is in control, quite literally, of the game, and by extension, of his life. When he starts to understand he's the origin of the errors, he panics, chooses to end it early, and saves Yeo-woon's fate over his.

That same pen has been used to write all the answers to the questions that appear in the game. He chooses Yeo-woon over himself. The game fails, the universe wavers. Beautiful contradiction: he fights to stay. Just like the way he regretted it after walking into the water. His true intentions come bubbling back up to the surface, and he runs to Yeo-woon, away from death and towards life. He doesn't want to disappear.

Time's up

In the previous post, I went more in depth about how he only gives, never takes. He doesn’t reach out to be pulled out of the water, thinking himself to be alone, and his system slowly starts shutting down.

The scenes end abruptly, we jump from seemingly disconnected locations, faster, while Myung-ha frantically tries to outrun his own errors. I’ve seen some criticism of the pace and editing getting a little hectic in the later episodes, but I think it was purposefully reflecting Myung-ha’s state.

Yeo-woon, with his newfound agency, defies his own story ending. By changing the game’s core mission to “make Myung-ha happy” he counters Myung-ha's one-sided choice and the balance can be restored.

CONCLUSION // PLEASE LET THIS END

"Despite knowing the journey and where it leads, I embrace it and welcome every moment." (Ted Chiang, Stories of Your Life and Others)

It is unclear whether Myung-ha gets a redo in a new reality, or if he gets to enjoy his own personal heaven after death. The game might be a physical representation of Myung-ha’s mind. It’s as real as any other intangible concept, like love, or happiness. There's definitely something to be said about the aspect ratio changing depending on where he is, but...

But to me, it doesn’t really matter. It's not where he ends up, it's how he got there.

I love that we open with Myung-ha abandoning his life at sea, and close on him returning to the water for a new start.

And I love that Myung-ha loves his own story: on his date with Yeo-woon, he gets emotional over the movie because the Monster Croc is "an alien" (COUGH Myung-ha) who joins the Zombie Gorilla (COUGH Yeon-woo) in his world to "save it"...

#love for love's sake #love for love's sake meta #lfls #love supremacy zone #tunnel vision is over #i can REST

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cirilla-fiona-riannon · 1 year ago

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A Gentleman Boyfriend

Translations may not always capture the exact nuances or tone of the original text. Expect grammatical errors.

Blank, ageless, and suspicious blogs will be blocked.

Kicho: "Change your perspective."

Mai: "Kicho?"

He emerged from the trading post and looked at both of us.

Kicho: "I believe Motonari is trying to convey something along those lines."

Motonari: "What? You were eavesdropping?"

Kicho: "I heard your argument through the window."

Mai: "Sorry."

(We shouldn't have argued in front of the trading post, especially with customers coming and going.)

Feeling apologetic, I lowered my voice and asked Kicho.

Mai: "But what do you mean by changing perspectives?"

Kicho: "It means not just thinking about what to sell but considering the perspective of the wearer or the buyer."

Kicho: "Normally, that's what you do."

Mai: "The wearer or the buyer一ah!"

His words helped me realize something.

Mai: "You're right. I've been so focused on what to sell that I've neglected what the wearer would appreciate."

(I might've neglected the important aspect of how to make the wearer happy.)

Kicho: "By thinking about what would make the person wearing it happy, you should be able to create something that truly represents you."

Mai: "Okay, thanks! You really understand me."

Kicho: "I'm not sure if I completely understand you, but I always strive to."

(Kicho...)

Having a supportive lover was really reassuring.

Motonari: "Hey, how long are you going to keep showing off?"

(Crap! I forgot that Motonari was here.)

Kicho: "Motonari, you're here for business, right?"

Motonari: "Of course. I didn't come here just to tease her."

Kicho: "I thought so. Let's talk inside."

He took Motonari and started returning inside. However, as he was leaving, he gently brushed the back of his fingers against my cheek.

Kicho: "I look forward to seeing the designs you create."

Those words lightened my mood, and the stiffness that had settled in my heart began to melt away.

(Right. I should rethink my ideas again!)

(Considering the perspective of the wearer and the buyer...)

(I just need to make something I want to wear and something I want to give as a gift, right?)

I immediately started sketching in my notebook, letting my imagination run wild.

(I should also jot down things that might serve as inspiration.)

I started writing down recent memorable experiences.

(During our negotiation, Kicho held my hand and led me to sit on the sofa.)

(And the gentle way he touched my shoulders and cheeks.)

Mai: "If I were to walk beside a wonderful partner like Kicho, what kind of dress would be perfect?"

Ideas for designs naturally came to mind.

Then, I suddenly heard the sound of a bell ringing from outside and was startled.

Mai: "Whoa! It's already this late!?"

Without realizing it, I'd become engrossed and had drawn several designs.

(Wow, I've made a lot of progress today.)

With a sense of accomplishment, I looked at my sketchpad, and my notes about Kicho caught my eye.

(Weird. Ideas keep popping into my head whenever I think about him.)

(I think I'll continue making notes about him for a while.)

Kicho: "Mai, I'm coming in."

Mai: "Kicho!?"

(I can't let him see these notes!)

I hurriedly put my notebook face down on my desk.

Mai: "C-Come in."

Kicho entered the room and briefly glanced at my desk.

Even though I'd hidden my notebook, the ink and brush were still out.

Kicho: "Were you working on something?"

Mai: "Um, yes. I was just brainstorming some ideas."

Kicho: "I see. It's good that you're working hard, but you should consider going to the bathhouse soon."

Kicho: "They're about to turn off the furnace."

Mai: "O-Okay. I'll get ready and head there."

He nodded and left the room.

Mai: "Phew."

Feeling relieved, I reopened my sketchpad, full of several compliments written about him.

(I can't let him see this. It's too embarrassing! I need to keep it a secret!)

The next day--

I was out shopping with Kicho in town.

Mai: "There seem to be more people than usual."

Kicho: "It's probably crowded in the market, too. Be careful not to get swept away in the crowd."

Mai: "Got it."

Passerby: "Move out of the way!"

I turned towards the voice and saw a cart forcefully rushing through the crowd.

Kicho: "Mai."

(Whoa!)

Kicho placed his hands on my shoulders and instinctively positioned himself in the middle of the road to shield me.

Mai: "Thank you for protecting me."

Kicho: "I just acted on instinct. It wasn't anything special."

He took my hand and interlocked his fingers with mine.

Kicho: "If I'm going to protect you from the crowd, I might as well do it this way."

He firmly held our intertwined hands in a lover's grip.

Kicho: "Don't let go of my hand."

My heart started beating faster as we held hands and gazed at each other.

Mai: "Okay, I won't."

I replied in a slightly trembling voice, and he responded with a gentle smile.

Kicho: "Thank you."

He lifted our joined hands and placed a tender kiss on my fingertips.

(He's incredibly kind, yet he never imposes himself on me.)

(This delicate balance is what makes him a true gentleman.)

I decided to make a note of this in my design book.

The next day, while I was sketching until late at night, I heard a voice from behind the door.

Kicho: "Mai, can I come in?"

Mai: "Kicho?"

I closed my design book and went to greet him.

Mai: "What's wrong? It's already late."

Kicho: "I noticed the light in your room has been on for a while, so I thought you might be overworking yourself."

Kicho: "I brought some tea and snacks. How about taking a short break?"

I looked at the tray and saw a tea set and some rice crackers.

Mai: "Wow, it looks delicious. The tea smells wonderful, too."

Kicho: "I'm glad I found something you like."

He placed the tray on the table, poured tea into the teacup, and offered it to me.

Mai: "I can do it myself!"

Kicho: "We may not have much time to share tea, but please allow me this."

(He's so kind.)

Mai: "You've done so much. Please let me return the favor next time."

He suddenly stood up and gently touched my cheek.

Mai: "Nn..."

Then kissed my lips.

Kicho: "You don't need to thank me. This alone is more than enough."

(Just with a kiss?)

Kicho: "Of course, looking at your face is also soothing."

Mai: "........."

(I'm so lucky to be loved like this.)

At that moment, the snacks and my thoughts about my designs faded into the background. I felt the urge to embrace him, but he gently stepped back.

Kicho: "I'll leave before I become a distraction."

Kicho: "Make sure not to overwork yourself."

Mai: "Okay. Good luck with your work, too."

(Why is he so cool?)

I touched the spot where he had kissed me and watched him leave.

(As expected, talking to him sparks my creativity.)

(I should also jot down today's events while I'm at it.)

Work progressed smoothly, and my compliments about him in my notes doubled in number.

Several days later, I was with him, visiting Darren's mansion.

Maid: "Please, have a seat. The master will be with you shortly."

We were led into a room and had to wait for a while.

Kicho: "It's finally time. How confident are you?"

Mai: "I've prepared several designs that I think are good."

Mai: "I hope there's something Darren will like among them."

As I was about to take out my designs, I noticed something.

Mai: "Huh?"

(No way. Why?)

Part 1╎Part 2╎Premium End╎Epilogue

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Blue sky and ladybugs - Murano Sayaka's Walking Diary

Original work of Teren Mikami and Aifuji Yuu (Hasunosora Scenario Team) Original publication : Hasunosora Jogakuin School Idol Club Walking Diary ~DOLLCHESTRA~ Murano Sayaka. Released on Sep. 30, 2024. Physical version of the book is available to purchase at amazon.jp and various store. *This entire story took place on summer 2024.

I translated Sayaka walking diary as a celebration for Kosuzu's birthday. Why Sayaka book and not Kosuzu? Well, if you ask me who's the person that love Kosuzu the most, my answer is Sayaka! (biased opinion) I'm not proofreading this one. Sorry if I made any mistakes, english is not my first language.

Without further ado, enjoy!

The refreshing day of early summer is simply unparalleled.

Thinking ahead of the upcoming rainy season and the scorching summer heat that follows, this comfortable time with its pleasant sunlight is something to be thankful for.

In Kanazawa, where rain is frequent, the weather tends to be relatively favorable up until early June.

Speaking about that—

“Can I See? Can't you see?♪”

This evening, Sayaka was preparing a lunchbox for her outing tomorrow.

And—

“Kaketa negai wa♪”

Beside her, Kosuzu was diligently pulling apart dried sardines with her skillful hand.

“You're making great progress, Kosuzu-san.”

The task was to clean the dried sardines by removing their heads and gut, what remains will be used to make a stock. It was a mundane but necessary task that Sayaka gave to Kosuzu who was eager to help her.

“Yes! I’m going to finish this all.”

“Ah! We don’t need the whole bag.”

“Uwa! That was close.”

“Yes. This much is enough.”

Not wanting to let the entire 1kg of dried sardines to be wasted, Sayaka hurriedly took out the necessary amount and closed the bag. Just to be safe.

“I’ll do my best!”

Sayaka gave a bitter smile as she watched Kosuzu pump herself up.

“I'm counting on you.”

She prepared a bowl of water and submerged the cut kelp in it. All that was left to do was to toss in the dried sardines that Kosuzu had diligently prepared. With that done, Sayaka moved on to the next task. She cleaned the chicken that she planned to fry in the morning and began making the marinade.

Noticing a gaze from her side, she turned around and saw Kosuzu peering curiously at the chicken thigh.

“Hehe... I'm looking forward to it…”

“Yes. I’m making fried chicken.”

Sayaka smiled at Kosuzu as she carefully cleaned off the excess fat and tendons with a knife.

Fried chicken is Tsuzuri's favorite food. Of course, Kosuzu likes it just as much. That’s why she said she was looking forward to it—or so she thought.

However, to her surprise, Kosuzu shook her head. “That’s not it.”, she said, leaving Sayaka stunned.

No way… does she not like fried chicken?!

“Ah! I’m looking forward to the fried chicken too!”

Phew! Sayaka was horrified by the thought that she might ruin their outing because of her menu, but she was relieved that it didn't seem to be the case.

“Then?”

“Uhm. I'm just really happy that I was invited by Sayaka-senpai.”

“Eh, that makes you happier than the lunchbox?”

“Is that a bad thing?!”

This time, Kosuzu was the one that had a stunned expression.

“It's not that it's bad, but...how can I put it?”

Sayaka was a little worried about what to say. As she poured soy sauce into the Tupperware, she searched for words.

That's because, if things like this are considered as a rare occurrence, that would mean she wasn’t being a good senior.

In fact, if that's how Kosuzu sees Sayaka, then it's something to reflect on.

As Sayaka beat herself over it, Kosuzu, seemingly unaware of Sayaka's feelings, laughed carefreely and said, “Hehe. It’s rare for Kachimachi to get invited like this.”

“........”

Sayaka's smile disappears completely. She began washing her hands that were covered with sauce silently.

However, Kosuzu remained completely oblivious and kept talking.

“Every time we went out, it was just one failure after another. Rather than having fun, it probably just felt like a hassle, didn't it?”

“Kosuzu-san.”

“Huh? Wa— mmph!”

Kosuzu blinked in surprise as Sayaka cupped her cheeks with both hands, “S-Senpai?”

“Tomorrow, let's make it the best day ever.”

“Huh? Yesh, I'm happyy!”

Sayaka made up her mind.

She would make sure that her junior would have nothing to feel bad about tomorrow. A flawless and perfect outing without a single failure in sight!

・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

The next day.

Under the warm and cheerful sunny day, three girls walked through a sun-dappled path. The location was Kanazawa Castle Park. Since it was a holiday, the place was bustling with people. The three girls walked happily with baskets in hand, blending in with families and tourists.

“I can hear the leaves breathing. They're rustling, and everyone seems to be enjoying this weather.” Tsuzuri smiled lovingly as she gently ran her fingers over the leaves at the ends of the branches.

She wore a thin jacket over a loose-fitted one-piece dress, an outfit that fit for today's leisure walk. With each step she took, the flowy skirt swayed gently, making her look elegant to anyone who saw her.

“Fufu, that’s right.”

Watching a carefree Tsuzuri, Sayaka couldn't help but smile too. She had a refreshing expression that perfectly matched the pleasant day of early summer.

Similar to Tsuzuri, she’s also wearing a long loose skirt. It gave her a refreshing and modest look. The exchange between those two was serene and beautiful, like a refreshing sky after rain.

However, one of them suddenly glanced to the side and spoke.

“Kosuzu-san, you sure you're alright?”

“Y-Yes! Somehow!”

“That's good.”

Sayaka's voice was wary, a complete change from the peaceful conversation she had earlier.

Tsuzuri furrowed her brows slightly in concern and peeked at Kosuzu from behind Sayaka.

“Suzu, are you worried about tripping?”

“Don’t worry! As of now, Kachimachi has had zero death so far!”

“Death?”

“Ah! That’s what Hime-chan says when she falls during practice, so I kind of picked it up!”

“I see. I’ll remember that.”

“I don’t think that’s necessary.”

Even so, Tsuzuri continued as she turned her gaze to Sayaka.

“Then, Saya. Why are you worried so much whenever Suzu will fall or not?”

“Uh, well…”

For a moment, Sayaka hesitated. She could have said, "I just want today to be a perfect day for Kosuzu." But revealing that intention upfront might put unnecessary pressure on Kosuzu.

After a brief moment of thought, Sayaka glanced over at Kosuzu.

“Senpai?”

If you look from the top to bottom, there stood a girl as adorable as a doll. The beret that was lightly placed at her head added a touch of maturity to her appearance, which was different from usual, and the chino jumper skirt gave her a soft and girlish look.

Nodding to herself, reassured that the outfit choice was a good one. She came up with the perfect excuse.

“It's a little different from what Kosuzu-san normally wears, so it might be hard to walk.”

“Oh... now that you mention it, isn't that Saya's clothes?”

“Yes.”

Since Kosuzu didn’t have any outfits suitable for the occasion, Sayaka lent her one of her own. She had thought the jumper skirt might be a bit too long, but since there wasn’t much of a height difference between them, it wasn’t an issue. Although Kosuzu ranked second to last in the School Idol Club’s height competition, Sayaka herself wasn’t far off from the bottom either.

On the other hand, the winner of the height competition put her hand against her lips, looking a bit envious.

“Maybe I should hide my clothes too.”

“I understand what you're trying to say, but I don’t have any clothes that would fit you, Tsuzuri-senpai. It’s not going to stretch.”

“Then, how about mine?”

“It’s bigger than mine, it might work too… but the sleeves might be too long…. Eh, wait, you mean your clothes, Tsuzuri-senpai? Me... wearing them...?" Sayaka's eyes widened as she remembered what Tsuzuri had said to her previously. Though it was only early summer, she groaned in discomfort as heatstroke hit her. “Me and Saya have completely different styles.”, those cursed words continued to ring in Sayaka’s mind.

Tsuzuri tilted her head at Sayaka’s reaction.

“Saya is spinning 'round 'n' 'round, and Suzu is frozen stiff. What should I do?”

“I’m not spinning at all—wait, Suzu is frozen stiff?”

Wondering what on earth was going on, Sayaka turned around and saw that Kosuzu was quite literally staying still, trembling hard.

“D-don't get it dirty... I absolutely must not get it dirty!”

“What happened, Kosuzu-san?!”

“Maybe it’s because Saya has been so worried that she was counting how many times Suzu almost tripped, twenty-three times. Even if that’s not happening, it’s still Saya’s clothes, so…”

“There’s no way it reaches that number, right?! Wait—I didn’t, right?”

Sayaka asked nervously, and when she looked over, Kosuzu was struggling to walk, tiptoeing instead of walking normally.

“Ah, maybe that’s true after all…”

“I’m not lying.”

“Please don’t get dejected over this too, Tsuzuri-senpai! I won’t be able to handle it!”

From early spring to the beginning of summer, Sayaka had lost count of how many times she had cried out her frustration like this. Free-spirited Tsuzuri, free-spirited Kosuzu, and then there was Sayaka—this was the new DOLLCHESTRA. Their future certainly looked promising.

“Ahem. So, Kosuzu-san. You don’t need to worry about it getting dirty. If anything, stains are proof that you had fun that day, right? Besides, you can always wash it. It is 100% washable, I’m sure I checked it beforehand.”

“R-Really? But still…”

“When I asked if you were walking properly, actually…”

Sayaka knew it was her fault that things turned out like this. If only she can make a better excuse. That’s wrong. Shaking her head slightly, she decided to just be honest.

“Kosuzu-san. Yesterday, you said it yourself, didn’t you? That every time you go out, you always end up with some kind of failure.”

“Ah… yes. Today too, I’ve ended up making you worry again, Sayaka-senpai.”

“No, that was just me overthinking things, so please don’t worry about it. Besides, I just wanted you to have a perfect day, Kosuzu-san. But I ended up getting too worked up.”

I wanted to make this a perfect day, but instead, my judgment has caused this mess.

As Sayaka showed her a self-deprecating smile, Kosuzu blinked her big, innocent eyes once and then twice.

“Is that true?” she asked, tilting her head slightly.

“Yes, it is. I wanted you to have memories worth bragging about, so you'd never feel like a burden.”

“Ah, you went out of your way for me.”

Gripping the borrowed beret tightly with both hands, Kosuzu adjusted it and lifted her face.

“In that case, I should be the one apologizing for making you worry, Senpai!”

“There’s nothing for you to apologize fo—”

“There totally is! Because I don’t care about being a burden! Not at all!”

As Kosuzu flailed her hands in protest, Sayaka frowned slightly.

The words that came out of Kosuzu’s mouth were unexpected. Sayaka wondered if that was true, that she really didn’t care about it at all. But the fact that Kosuzu had been treated like that in the past, it’s a completely different story, which is why she wanted to help her gain confidence.

“Because, for this day, Kachimachi had prepared something!” With those words, Sayaka suddenly remembered.

Since it was a special outing, Kosuzu volunteered to help. And the results of that effort were now safely tucked inside the basket Sayaka was carrying. The content of the basket isn’t solely made up of a bento box that they prepared the day before, but also some other things Kosuzu prepared to make sure they had a fun day today.

As Kosuzu puffs out her chest proudly, Sayaka seems to have realized something. “What are you talking about?”

Tsuzuri looked at them with confusion, her eyes widening in surprise.

Sayaka gave a little smile and said, "Kosuzu-san was absolutely right. It’s about time, so why don’t we have lunch?"

・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

The three of them took off their shoes and stepped onto the picnic blanket they had spread it out. As they sat down, they could feel the grass beneath them tickling them ever so slightly. Letting out a small sigh of relief, they settled in. They hadn’t been walking non-stop, but now that their brains registered it as a break, their bodies naturally began to relax.

“This is fun.”

“Yes! I’ve never had a picnic in such a big park like this with anyone other than my family!”

Tsuzuri gazed around, deeply engrossed in her own worlds, while Kosuzu, as always, found joy in the smallest things. As she began unpacking the basket, the chatter between the two naturally made Sayaka smile.

Since they had planned a picnic in the park, she had considered making a Western-style meal centered around sandwiches. However, rather than sticking to a traditional picnic menu, Sayaka’s thought it better to make a dish that would bring the most joy to those eating them.

“Wow…” “It smells amazing.”

Seeing their eyes light up, Sayaka felt a sense of satisfaction in her heart. But outwardly, she remained composed as they each took a bite of the carefully prepared food.

“Since there were many different fillings, I made nine types of onigiri. We also have the classic sausage and Tsuzuri-senpai's favorite, fried chicken. And then...” she pointed toward a dish that has a splash of color, an awkward mix of yellow and white. That wasn’t something Sayaka had made, but rather, something Kosuzu had prepared this morning.

“This is the rolled omelet that Kosuzu-san has been practicing lately.”

“Today, I did my best!” Kosuzu puffed out her chest.

“Wow Suzu, you're amazing. It's on par with Saya's cooking.”

“Is that so?! Hearing that is quite intimidating for Kachimachi!” Kosuzu squirmed at that.

“Also, we have some Oden that we prepared yesterday.This time I used dried sardines and kelp for the broth. Kosuzu helped me with that as well.”

“Yes! I'm helping with cleaning up the fish!” Kosuzu puffed out her chest again.

“I see, Suzu seems to have a natural talent at handling fish.”

“Is that so...?”

She tilted her head, rather confused.

Sayaka let out a quiet chuckle, she's as busy as ever.

“Now that you mention it, Kosuzu-san, you never seem fazed when looking at raw fish. Surprisingly, most people tend to be startled or even try to avoid them.”

“Avoid them? Why?”

“For example, when people see someone removing a squid’s eyeball, they tend to react like, ‘Ugh!’”

“Huh? I see. But we don’t eat the eyeballs anyway, so it can’t be helped, right?”

Kosuzu nodded with an indifferent expression. Sayaka chuckled, realizing that the girl truly seemed to have no sense of disgust whatsoever.

“Well, that's one of your strong points, Kosuzu-san.”

“I don’t really get it, but I was praised, so I’m happy!”

Seeing Kosuzu’s bright, carefree smile, Sayaka smiled back before turning to her senior, who looked like they were starting to struggle with the wait.

“Please go ahead and enjoy. This is a dish Kosuzu-san and I made with confidence.”

“Yes, I've been waiting. I'm in charge of eating.”

“Yes, please enjoy it.”

As Sayaka nodded, Tsuzuri reached for the Oden before anything else. This was a bit unexpected, so Sayaka's eyes widened slightly. Normally, if there was fried chicken on the menu, Tsuzuri-senpai would start with the fried chicken.

That being said, it didn’t take long for Sayaka to understand why this unexpected turn of events had occurred. Right beside her, Kosuzu was watching Tsuzuri, looking nervous. Seeing this, Sayaka quickly grasped Tsuzuri’s intention.

Since Kosuzu had helped prepare the meal, it only made sense for Tsuzuri to start with something she had worked on. She picked up a piece of red fish paste rolled, one of her favorites, and took a bite. Her lips curved slightly into a small smile.

“It tastes a little different than usual—there’s a stronger umami flavor from the broth. Maybe it’s because of Suzu’s hard work.”

“Did you like it?!”

“Yeah. It’s a mix of Saya and Suzu. This too is a school idol.”

“Ehehe. I wonder if Oden can be considered a school idol or not… Well, I’ll leave that to you, Tsuzuri-senpai." Sayaka understood that, in Tsuzuri’s own way, this was the highest form of praise she could give. That was why she could only let out an awkward smile. Catching that reaction, Tsuzuri glanced at her briefly and then smiled gently and continued.

“Then, in that case, it is a school idol. Because it’s something that Suzu can be proud of.”

Muttering this sincerely, Tsuzuri continued eating alone. She had a happy smile on her face as she ate her favorite fried chicken. Then, just as she was about to reach for the sausage, her hand finally stopped. She realized that no one else was moving except for her.

“Saya? Suzu?”

"Sorry, how can I put it?"

It’s the same as usual, Sayaka thought.

She didn’t quite see this small picnic space as a grand stage, but still—Kosuzu faced this with a sense of pride. She had worked hard yesterday and this morning. What gives her confidence, it was because she had contributed to their outing. Kosuzu herself had said so.

“As Tsuzuri-senpai said, maybe this Oden we made together is a kind of school idol, too.”

“Right?”

Perhaps due to the happiness from eating her favorite fried chicken, Tsuzuri smiled even more cheerfully than usual, about thirty percent more. She was the kind of person who effortlessly made others realize things without even trying.

Though her actions might not always reflect those of a third-year student, she’s a “senpai” that continued to give her valuable lessons. Sayaka smiled in admiration, realizing that even though she was now a senior too, she isn't a match to Tsuzuri.

Then— she heard the sound of someone suddenly standing up next to her.

She recalled that she wasn’t the only one who had frozen in place at Tsuzuri’s casual remark.

“T-Tsuzuri-senpai! Kachimachi… Kachimachi is so happy!”

“?”

“I was able to help Sayaka-senpai. I’m also really happy that the three of us were able to hang out like this... but I'm also grateful that Tsuzuri-senpai thought it was delicious, and that Sayaka-senpai told me that she made this delicious Oden together with Kachimachi. Kachimachi … right now, Kachimachi truly feel like she was meant to be here!”

With warmth spreading through her chest, Kosuzu put her hand over her heart, speaking excitedly. Sayaka gently stroked Kosuzu’s cheek and smiled.

“You’re not a burden at all, Kosuzu-san.”

The words she had been meaning to say from the start had finally come out just the way she intended.

Feeling the warmth on her cheek, Kosuzu turned to look at her, ”Yes!”

A smile that radiates true joy, completely different from the resigned expression she had worn the day before.

“Yeah, I think I finally got my point across the way I wanted to.”

Sayaka nodded, reassured that her feelings, which had seemed like they weren’t reaching Kosuzu before, had now truly gotten through to her. She could feel it.

Sayaka's mission for the day was complete. As she had let her guard down, thinking that all that was left was to relax and enjoy lunch. Tsuzuri murmured suddenly.

“You know, Suzu.”

Sayaka was caught off guard, not really grasping how the conversation would turn out.

In this peaceful afternoon. Tsuzuri continued, as though it was the most natural thing to do.

“By the time Saya invited Suzu out, she had long since stopped seeing you as a burden.” "Eh…?"

Now that she thought about it, Kosuzu didn't really know why Sayaka had suddenly invited her out.

She had assumed it was just because she and Tsuzuri were going out together, and since Kosuzu was a junior of the same unit, she was simply being brought along as well.

That's what Kosuzu had been thinking all along.

“Ah, T-Tsuzuri-senpai, that's a sec—”

“Actually, Saya wanted to do something for Suzu, so she came to my room at night. We came up with all sorts of ideas, about making a bento together, and prepared the outfit for going out.”

“Don't blurt it out like that!!” “Why? I think Suzu would be happy, though.”

Sayaka, red-faced and flustered, while Tsuzuri remains cheerful. Despite Sayaka’s loud protests, Tsuzuri ignores her, dismissing it as nothing more than another Big Voice Championship. Then, as if recalling something, Tsuzuri covered her mouth with her hands. “Ah, I see. From that day on, for Suzu's sake, Saya has to be someone that Suzu can admire. So that's why I shouldn't say anything!”

“This girl! Ugh, seriously!! It's too late, you already said everything!”

Sayaka buried her flushed face in Tsuzuri's chest and hit her shoulder lightly. Nothing about her actions can be seen as admirable.

Tsuzuri let a mad Sayaka do as she pleased, she kept her usual smile and turned to Kosuzu.

“Today is Saya's way of thanking you, Suzu.”

“Y-Yes...?”

Kosuzu, who had yet to process Sayaka's feelings, had a blank look on her face.

Completely unfazed, Tsuzuri continued at her own pace, “Let's hang out again sometime.” “Absolutely! If you're okay with Kachimachi!” “Then let's do it as many times as we'd like.”

Sayaka finally regained her composure and lifted her head.

“Ugh... I can't let Kosuzu-san see me like this...”

“I'm sorry I blurted it out, but, I'm sure Suzu's feelings toward Saya will remain unchanged.”

“Ugh...”

Then, with a face red like a tomato, Sayaka shifted her gaze to Kosuzu.

Kosuzu simply scratched her cheek and said, “Well, um... I truly appreciated your feelings!”

“What do you mean by that?”

“Ah, um... I just thought, ‘Wow, I never thought Sayaka-senpai could get this adorably when flustered!”

“Please forget everything!!” Sayaka shouted, in an unusually loud voice. Then, she spun around and yelled at Tsuzuri, “This is your fault, Tsuzuri-senpai! What will you do if Kosuzu-san ends up disappointed in me?!”

“Oh, look, a ladybug.”

“Tsuzuri-senpai!!!!!!!”

Translator's note: When Tsuzuri says "that day", she was referring to Episode 2 of 104. That day Sayaka has setting her goal to be someone that Kosuzu can always admire.

#link like love live #hasunosora walking diary #murano sayaka #sayaka murano #kachimachi kosuzu #kosuzu kachimachi #yugiri tsuzuri #tsuzuri yugiri #hasunosora

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ginnsbaker · 9 days ago

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First off, thank you for the great month wishes! It has been a busy one for sure, so naturally, it's been kinda stressful, but I can't complain too much 😊

Secondly, found time to binge read the chapters I missed so prepare for this long ass ask 😅

"Red"

-Calling Vision a Child had me cracking up! The humor you use in this series has been really good!

-I mean, both of them are kinda valid. Y/N doesnt trust Wanda for good reason and Wanda is trying to settle in and make up for past mistakes but in her head (and in reality) Y/N won't let her.

-I'm surprised Y/N was able to block out Wanda from invading her mind. And so quickly. Impressive

-Wanda saving Y/N!!! >>>

-Wanda and Y/N working together!!! >>>

"Mind if I?"

-Wanda following around Y/N is so cute 🥺

-The way in which she finds ways to interact with her too 🥺

-Not Wanda's lil “I thought we were getting along better" 😢

-Vision, by man, respectfully, back off 🤚 lol. You and Wanda are cute and all in canon, but if I wanted that, I'd watch the movies. So, again, respectively, back off in the "J Marvel Universe"

-Wanda coincidentally went into the restaurant huh? Not saying that Y/N's anger is justified, but she is right in the fact it's kinda suspicious... *some time later at the end* I KNEW IT!!!! (<I literally said that out loud btw)

"The Twins"

-First off Y/Ns line at the start was so funny but it caught me way off guard and then Visions line caught me even more off guard, I legit looked like this 😧 Got me feeling shock right off the back lol

-Natasha and Y/Ns relationships >>>>>>

-"Wanda's eyes widened when she saw you, like a deer caught in headlights. She nodded too eagerly before excusing herself as if she was in a hurry." -OMG cute wanda!!!!

-Me the whole time at the bidding "please be wanda! Please be wanda! Please be wanda!"

-“Do you want to get out of here?” YES Y/N!!! PROGRESS!!!

-Wanda is right, Vision being with her does seem like an experiment almost. Not saying that he truly doesn't have feelings for her, but all that he's shown is more of an innate curiosity due to who/what he is.

-Also, relieved Wanda doesn't like vision romantically, don't know if I can handle that angst again 😮‍💨

-Taking her back to your apartment, huh, Y/N? 😏. Lol, in all seriousness tho, I'm happy. But knowing you, it's not gonna last is it? 🤨

-Wanda's thought in the apartment are sooo cute and wholesome 🥺 And the ones that were sad, I'm glad that she's able to talk to someone who understands about it, knowing she probably hasn't told anyone, perhaps Vision, but he can't really understand.

-Y/N and Wanda opening up to each other and being kind >>>>>>

"Vis"

-"Despite his constant presence, it was clear that you were the one she gravitated towards, the one she focused on during conversations, her laughter a little louder, her smiles more prolonged." -ok, ok, good, good! Still no signs of recooperation on Wanda's part phew

-Wanda and Y/Ns banter >>>> Them getting along >>>>

-The "something on your face" thing? Is this leading where I think it's is? Omg, omg, omg, yes! Yes! Ye- VISON NOOOOOO!!!!

-Y/N, you didn't? And after Wanda spent the time missing you!? Oh, ok, phew!

-*sigh* I saw the self sabotaging coming but I didn't want to see it 😭

-Wanda seeing through the lies tho >>>

-“You’re right,” she whispered. “I deserve more than a coward.” -damnnnnnnnn 😢

Not gonna lie, I really missed hearing from you :) I'm happy to know you're still out there, reading the story. Thank you for feeding me this lengthy feedback. I love it :)

Red - Lol, Y/N is really young here (she's a year or two younger than Wanda), so I made sure she acts a little bratty, especially because I want to portray her growing up alongside Wanda and then how Wanda's disappearance really affected her and made her into a totally different person.

Mind if I - Y/N is something else... because if it were me being followed around by Wanda, i'd be the happiest person in the multiverse :D HAHAHHA J MARVEL UNIVERSE! that made me laugh so hard!

The Twins - "relieved Wanda doesn't like vision romantically" - technically no... but..... Anyway :D thank you for appreciating the wholesomeness of Wanda and Y/N's interactions in this chapter. I really wanted an innocent and meaningful moment for them, and it seems I got it :)

Vis - Y/N's going to regret rejecting Wanda in this chapter. Promise.

I had a great time going through your comments. Hope to see you again next week :)

#justagaynerdsblog #aoyp asks #asks

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(Project Sekai) Yoisaki Kanade Side Story - Trial! Mouth Piece

I don't have this card so I don't have a recording myself. I took the script from Sekai Best. This one is cute so I'd be happy if y'all could give it a read! I might do Touya's card for this event next.

Anywho, transcript under the cut!

Side Story 1

[Kanade's Room]

Kanade: Phew, a lot happened today.

-Flashback-

Young boy: I'm really sorry. I've bothered you ladies…

Young boy: I only keep playing weird noises… That's why I was excluded from participating in the ensemble.

Young boy: Why am I so bad? I feel so frustrated…

Touya: If you just want to be able to sound stable, I might be able to teach you.

Touya: If you keep holding onto that feeling of wanting to play a sound that's beautiful, then please, I don't want you to give up.

Touya: One day…music will surely meet you halfway.

-End of Flashback-

Kanade: A sound that's beautiful, huh…

Kanade: (For me, a beautiful sound would be something like that day when dad played for us.)

-Brief Flashback to Kanade's family picnic-

Kanade: Being able to make a nice sound is difficult but…

Kanade: I'm glad that boy didn't quit trumpet-playing.

Kanade: (When we parted, that boy seemed relieved.)

Kanade: (It's as if something he thought he lost came back to him…)

Kanade: …I just thought of a nice melody.

-Kanade fiddles with her computer-

Kanade: (It's a bright melody so I won't release it as a niigo song but…)

Kanade: (Following this direction, I might get an idea for our next song)

-Kanade fiddles more with her computer-

Kanade: It sounds a bit too much like pop. If I slow down the tempo and lower the sound then…

Kanade: Rather than something that sounds trendy, let's bring out something like innocence and child-likeness. As well as have that instability slip in and out. Then…

-Kanade fiddles more with her computer-

Mafuyu: Kanade, what will we have for dinner?

-Kanade’s too focused on her computer-

Mafuyu: …Guess she's already on work-mode.

-Mafuyu leaves the room-

Kanade: I think it was able to take form but…

Kanade: (Compared to our songs, this feels like it has a refreshing vibe to it.)

Kanade: (Right now, I can listen to it as a draft. I could stop here–)

-Mafuyu comes back in-

Mafuyu: Kanade, dinner is ready.

Kanade: Eh? You prepared dinner by yourself?

Mafuyu: You were so focused working it seemed like you couldn't hear me.

Kanade: Ah…sorry. I didn't notice.

Mafuyu: Are you working on the next song?

Kanade: Oh, no. You know that boy we met today? I wanted to try making a song in his image.

Kanade: Wanna take a listen? I'll lend you my headphones.

Mafuyu: Sure.

-Mafuyu is given the headphones-

Kanade: I suddenly thought of a nice melody, so I wanted to try my hand in composing it. I don't plan on releasing it as a Niigo song but–

Mafuyu: ….light…

Kanade: Eh?

Mafuyu: It has that feeling of finally finding that light, holding onto it so you won't lose it.

Kanade: If that's how you interpret it, I guess the song really brought out that image I had in mind.

Kanade: (An image is really important after all…)

Kanade: (If that kid wasn't able to smile in the end, I don't think I could come up with this melody.)

Mafuyu: ….

Mafuyu: Thanks for letting me listen.

Kanade: No problem.

Kanade: Oh, right. As for dinner?

Mafuyu: Nitsuke. It's already heated.

Kanade: Thanks. Then let's go have dinner?

Side Story 2

[Central Street]

Mizuki: This upload celebration was fun!! We went to the cake fair and ate lotsa cake!

Kanade: There was a lot of assortment of cakes. Each of them were bite-sized but they were stacked up like a pyramid cake.

Ena: Right? I took so many pictures! I'm so glad we ordered them!

-Bell sound-

Mafuyu: Ah… There seems to be a lot of people there.

Kanade: Yeah. I could hear something like the sound of a bell.

Staff: The Renewal Opening Celebration Lottery is only until today! You can enter with your shopping receipt!

Mizuki: Oh yeah, that building was under construction for a while, right?

Ena: Yeah. Originally, it had a lot of established food places but now it seems like everything's been changed to apparel shops.

Kanade: Huh, that so…

Ena: Though…could they actually draw in customers just by lottery draws?

Mizuki: Oh? Though Kanade got tickets to the Shibuya Instruments day from a lottery, no?

Kanade: Yeah. But we didn't go shopping just for a lottery. We rarely do these sorts of things so I guess I wanted to try my luck.

Ena: It's a break from the usual, yeah. Though without great prizes–

Ena: …Ah!

Mizuki: Wait, Ena?!

-They run after Ena-

Mizuki: Hey, why'd you run off all of a sudden?

Ena: Look at this! Look! Second prize!

Kanade: Uhm… fruits parlor: "Eden" course menu pair tickets?

Ena: That store…my mom and I have talked about wanting to go there once!

Ena: The course menu is especially super popular that reservations were booked all year round!

Kanade: Eh? All year?

Staff: Oh!! Got interest in the Eden tickets?

Staff: By getting these invitation tickets, you can make special reservations within three months!

Ena: Eh!? Ain't that too good to be true!?

Mizuki: Uwaa, that's some huge bait.

Mafuyu: And she said earlier how they could expect to draw in customers through the lottery.

Kanade: Ahaha…..

Ena: Say, since we're here, how about we check out that building? I feel like walking off the cakes we just ate.

Mizuki: Sure, sure. You wanna take a chance at the lottery so we'll do some shopping, yeah?

Kanade: How about you, Mafuyu?

Mafuyu: I'm fine with anything. I don't think we'll be able to win that lottery though.

Ena: Hey! Don't will that thought into existence before we make our pull.

Ena: Geez… Just watch, I'll definitely win!

[Several hours later]

Staff: Alright! We verified the receipt. You have two chances. Now make your pull!

-Ena makes a pull-

Ena: Parlor, parlor, parlor parlor….!

Staff: Out it goes! We got white, a participation prize! You won a shop discount coupon!

Ena: Nooo….!

Mizuki: Well, today's the last day. Can't imagine getting the second prize would be that simple.

Kanade: You still have one more chance though.

Ena: ….

Ena: Kanade was able to pull for the Shibuya Instrument Day tickets, right? How about you lend me your hand.

Kanade: Eh? ….me?

-Ena grabs Kanade's hand-

Kanade: Wa–! E-Ena?

Ena: So that I could get the parlor tickets, I need you to pass off your luck!

Kanade: Uh- sure…

Mizuki: Passing off her luck… Grabbing her hand just to pass off her luck ain't gonna fly.

Ena: Shut up. Just be quiet and watch.

Staff: Well then, please make your last pull!

-They pull on the lottery machine-

Kanade: (If the ball that comes out is blue then that's the second prize…)

Kanade and Mizuki: Ah…!

Ena: I…

Ena: I got it!!

Staff: Congratulations! You got the second prize: fruit parlor "Eden" course menu pair tickets!

Mafuyu: Looks like that luck actually shows results.

Mizuki: Y-yeah.

Mizuki: I wonder… I could also grab Kanade along the next time I apply for an event lottery.

Kanade: Ahaha…

Ena: Kanade!

Ena: Thank you so much! I can finally go to that parlor!

Kanade: I don't know if I did anything but congrats, Ena.

Ena: Luck was at our side thanks to you! As thanks, I'll buy you lots of souvenirs from the parlor!

Kanade: Hehe, You seem to look forward to it so have fun!

#proseka #fan translations #proseka translations #Yoisaki kanade #I did not do an edited run down of this I just finished tl-ing as I post this #So if there are any corrections please let me know lmao

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