#The Quartet of Woah!

[musicaemdx]

Mötley Crüe, Def Leppard e The Quartet of Woah! O passado e o futuro juntos em Algés

[lexalovesbooks]

On a tsfh kick now and years later that marching band performance of el dorado still lives in my head rent free

[kenjisatos]

MSBY BLACK JACKALS READ THIRST TWEETS ! (SAKUSA EDITION)

will probably make this a series. i just love this team so darn much *sigh*

[atsumu version]

this fic features…

haikyuu timeskip!spoilers, highly suggestive content (as the title entails), inappropriate language, sus atsumu 🤨, genre: crack, some of these are actual tweets i found lol.

Set the scene: the MSBY quartet shuffle into frame, they each take their seat in front of the iconic blue backdrop. You hear Hinata and Bokuto exchanging lively words, Atsumu fixing his hair so it swooshes the right way, and Sakusa removing his face mask and handing it to their team’s pr manager who accompanied them to this shoot.

“Is one of us gonna say it or are we all gonna say it together?” Hinata asks, looking at his teammates.

“I think we should all say it,” Atsumu replies, to which Sakusa nods in agreement.

Bokuto claps his hands together, getting excited. “Let’s do this!”

- cut scene -

“Hi, we’re the MSBY Black Jackals and we’re here with Buzzfeed to read your thirst tweets!” They say in unison.

Bokuto makes a jazz hands gesture, “Sakusa Kiyoomi edition~” he sings, as Hinata bounces in his chair and Atsumu slaps Sakusa’s back in an attempt to hype up the outside hitter.

Sakusa sighs and lets out a defeated chuckle, “Lord, help me…”

- cut scene -

The crew tosses Sakusa a phone, he catches it easily and takes a deep breath before reading.

“I need MSBY’s #15 to bend that flexible hand inside my bussy. Please and thank you.”

Sakusa quirks a confused brow, “What’s a bussy?”

Atsumu snickers. Hinata smiles, “Well, at least we know Omi-kun isn’t chronically online.”

Bokuto puts an arm around Sakusa’s chair, knowing better than to drape it around him or else he’d throw a cold glare his way. “I told you to get on Tiktok, Omi.”

Sakusa rolls his eyes, “I am not getting that dancing app, Bokuto.”

Bokuto’s lips funnel into a pout, “Then how are you gonna learn the language of the people?”

“What, like bussy?”

Atsumu childishly laughs again. “Haha…bussy…”

Sakusa tsks, “Are you gonna tell me what it is already or what?”

Hinata sighs and puts his hands together, “I am sorry to tell you this, Omi-kun, but it means—“

“Butt pussy!” Atsumu blurts out, unable to hold it in any longer. “Like a boy’s pussy, Omi-Omi. Get it?”

Sakusa’s expression is one that makes it look like he was in physical pain, which he might as well be in at the moment. He side eyes Bokuto, “That’s the so-called language of your people?”

“It’s funnier when Miya isn’t combusting.”

Sakusa sighs, “I’m not using that word, let alone using my flexible wrists for it.” He says before he passes the phone to Hinata, who reads the next tweet:

“Dear Sakusa Kiyoomi, *taps mic and clears throat* NO LUBE, NO PROTECTION, ALL NIGHT, ALL DAY, FROM THE KITCHEN FLOOR TO THE BATHROOM SINK, FROM THE DINING TABLE TO THE BEDROOM—“

Hinata lowers the phone and says, “That’s it. That’s the tweet.”

Atsumu wolf whistles and Bokuto hoots while shaking his head. Hinata is biting his thumb, trying NOT to burst out in laughter.

Sakusa blinks once, twice, before speaking up. “That’s…wow that sounds filthy.”

Atsumu barks with laughter, “Literally!”

Sakusa’s eyes widen in horror, “The bathroom?? Seriously? I get the other places, but really? The dirty bath—“

Bokuto intervenes, “Woah woah there Omi, you get the other places?”

Hinata snickers, “You hiding your freaky side from us, Omi-kun?”

Sakusa groans, dragging his hands over his face. “Please, let’s not discuss this on Youtube dot com”. He recovers and clears his throat, looking right at the camera, “Make wise choices, censored user.”

Hinata passes the phone to Atsumu. The blond setter chuckles before he even reads it out loud, Sakusa already feels the dread awaiting him.

“It’s the broad shoulders and tiny waist and the compression sleeves and the undershirt and the butt and that neck and those curls and his eyes,” Atsumu reads through breathless laughter.

He turns the phone around so that his teammates can see the screen, “And then, they attached a screenshot from a manga that simply transcribes ‘cock sucking noises’!” He wheezes, nearly dropping the phone.

Bokuto’s mouth hangs open but no noise comes out as he struggles to catch his breath, leaning his weight into Atsumu who is just as equally—if not more—cracked than he is. Hinata is busy hiding his face with his hands as he laughs, nearly folding himself up from how far he’s leaning down from his seat. Sakusa is watching his teammates loss their minds as he begins to question his life choices that led him to this moment.

Sakusa sighs, “There will be no cock sucking noises, but thank you for the compliment.”

Atsumu begins to recover, “Oh man…” he wipes a tear, “Omi-Omi, stand up and let ‘em see that slutty waist of yours.”

Sakusa shoots Atsumu a deadly look. Bokuto cheers to encourage Sakusa, while Hinata can’t help but glance at Sakusa’s waist.

“Allow me to correct myself; there will be no cock sucking noises nor will there be any showing offs of the slutty waist.”

Atsumu and Bokuto boo, Sakusa rolls his eyes at their reaction. Hinata winks at the camera, “But there will be some slutty waists in next week’s Calvin Klein feature that Sakusa did.”

Sakusa hums, “Yeah, so save those thoughts until then.”

Atsumu passes the phone back to Bokuto, who mumbles: “C’mon give me a good one…”

Bokuto clears his throat, “Sakusa Kiyoomi might be an outside hitter for MSBY, but i need him to be an INSIDE HITTER for this pus—“, he turns to the camera, “They cut themselves off there.”

Sakusa winces at those words. Hinata laughs, “I like the play on words.”

Sakusa adjusts his posture, “That would be very painful, no?”

Atsumu clarifies, “I think that’s what they want, Omi-Omi.”

Bokuto rubs his chin in thought, “Sakusa hits spikes pretty hard…I can’t imagine how hard he could go inside user-san’s—“

Sakusa waves his hand panickedly, “Please don’t finish that sentence.” He glances at their pr manager, who—by some unexplainable miracle—hasn’t said anything so far.

Sakusa clears his throat, “Unless the pay is higher, I will not be changing my position to your inside hitter, sorry. Actually, I lied; I am not sorry.”

The phone gets passed back to Sakusa, “Sakusa Kiyoomi has 47 moles and I intend to suck each and every one of them off his body.”

Hinata giggles mischievously, “Miya-san, did you write that?”

“I DID NOT WRITE THAT!”

Bokuto cackles, “How else did the user know the exact amount of moles on Sakusa’s body? You’re the one that’s always staring at each of us in the locker room.”

“WE DON’T EVEN KNOW IF THAT NUMBER IS ACCURATE!!”

Sakusa speaks up calmly, “It is accurate, actually.”

Atsumu goes pale at his words, “O-oh okay…but that doesn’t mean I wrote it!!!”

Sakusa disguises a laugh as a cough, “As much as I love to pick on Miya—“

“HEY!”

“—I’m still impressed that the Twitter user got that number right. Bravo.” He then applauds. Bokuto and Hinata follow. “Maybe I’ll let you do what you said since you got it right.”

Hinata elbows Sakusa suggestively, to which Sakusa repels away from his touch, “Okayyy, Omi. Get it, I guess. Need me to find the user’s number?”

“No.” Sakusa says immediately, but he’s concealing a smirk. He passes the phone to the winking orange-head.

Hinata begins to read: “For Sakusa Kiyoomi, I would bathe in 99.9% disinfectant, drink that shit, even inject myself with it—if it meant getting a shot at bagging that man.”

Sakusa rolls his eyes, already huffing. “Look, I don’t know who started the rumor that I’m a crazy germaphobe, but let me sit the record straight now: I am not that deranged; I just like things to be clean and tidy.”

Bokuto nods, crossing his arms, “Yeah, you tell ‘em, Omi!”

Atsumu shakes his head in disappointment, “Ya guys keep making Omi-Omi sound like some freak. Yeah, he wears a mask everywhere and carries hand sanitizer wherever he goes, but that’s just basic hygiene standards. Do better.”

Hinata points at the camera with his chin up, “Yeah, the only time Omi-kun is a freak is when it’s in the sheets.”

“SHOYO!”

“HINATA, HEYYY!”

Sakusa facepalms and sighs, “Give me my mask back; I’m leaving.”

“NO, OMI-KUN, WAAAAAIT . I’M SORRY—“

“This is supposed to be a thirst tweets video, and yet my teammates seem to be the thirstiest of all.” Sakusa says to no one in particular.

“Call it team-bonding. Meian would be proud.” Atsumu responds, imagining the look of approval on their captain’s face.

Sakusa tilts his head back, appearing to be praying to some god. He looks back at the camera, “But to that user, please don’t do that. That’s deadly.”

Bokuto clasps his hands together, “Awww, Omi cares~”

- cut scene -

Sakusa tosses the phone back to the crew, “And that’s all, thank god.”

Hinata grins, “Thanks for sending us your tweets and traumatizing our Omi-kun.”

Sakusa grimaces, “Ah yeah, it was a delight.” He says sarcastically.

Atsumu flashes the camera a charming smile, “Tune in for the upcoming videos of the rest of us reading your thirst tweets.”

Bokuto throws up finger guns to the camera, “Can’t wait to see what you guys have in store for us!”

“This was the MSBY Black Jackals, goodbye!”

kenjisatos

[evan-on-the-internet]

*gives you one of those star clips you get in kindergarten or something*

okay..?? I don't. I don't think your child WILL though? He's a lot better than you are, I think he'd make a better president too :].

HEY EVERYONE :]]]

I agree with anon!! Let's all collectively gentle parent Schlatt :]

NO DON'T DO THAT YOU BITCHY FUCKS!!!!! ILL KILL ALL OF YOU AND THROW YOUR BODY OFF OF MY HOUSE'S ROOF AND BURN THE LEFTOVERS OF WHAT THE ANIMALS LEFT OF YOUR CORPSE

chat. chat please. chat.

[vraisetzen]

https://www.tumblr.com/vraisetzen/759944146657148928/hi-v-howre-you-after-reading-notte?source=share

Woah! Oh my god, this is such an awesome response! It’s so thoughtful and well-written! I really love your answer to the first question! It’s absolutely incredibly thoughtful!!

I’m not anon, but I’ve also been curious about the way a meeting between Michikatsu and Tengen would go, too… I wonder — does Michikatsu, on some level, want to impress Tengen? And how would Suma, Makio and Hinatsuru react to Michikatsu? What about Amato?

And how would the rest of the surviving people react to the marriage? Would they know or would only the closest — like Tengen — know?

And also just another thing I’ve been curious… what do you think Michikatsu would do now that he’s human again? He’s no longer a demon and no longer has to think about Muzan’s wishes… and because there are no demons, he doesn’t have to think about being a demon slayer anymore… so what would he do?

You are SO COOL. I cannot believe you provided such an amazing response to those questions. You are so thoughtful. I don’t think I’ve ever seen anyone respond in this way before on Tumblr.

And can I just say? You’re such a cool writer. You are so good at conjuring the mood, using just the right descriptions, writing believable dialogue, and just being able to replicate believably human behaviour… That is so cool!

I honestly wish more people knew about ‘Notte Stellata’ because it’s fantastic. It’s so well-paced and it’s just filled with some of the coolest imagery and dialogue. You truly have a gift for writing.

Hi Anon! I'm so happy that you enjoyed my answer! It was a fantastic question and I had a great time thinking about it~

I think Michikatsu, firstly as the Reader's husband, and secondly as someone who is naturally competitive and always aspires to be the best, would seek to prove his worth — though more so to himself than to others. As a human, he no longer has the supernatural strength and skill of a demon (though his Breathing techniques will always stay with him), so he is keenly aware that he needs to show his capabilities in other aspects of his life even if the Reader assures him that there is no need for him to do so.

On a separate vein, he also understands that Uzui is not just the Reader's former comrade, but also the closest person she could have to a family; he therefore knows that Uzui expects him to show that he deserves the Reader's husband.

"Still, there was no reason for Tengen-sama to come rushing over, demanding an explanation," Hinatsuru said with a sheepish smile. Amato, sitting on her laps, gurgled in agreement.

"I don't think Uzui-san meant any offence nor harm," you offered, embarrassed that you might have sowed some seeds of discord between the quartet. "We really should have told you earlier."

"You had no obligation to," Hinatsuru assured. "It's your marriage, and we understand that you needed some time with each other."

"And Michikatsu-san has been nothing more than gracious towards us," noted Suma as she carried Amato into her arms, tickling the young boy in his sides. "Amato was so happy when he'd made a little wooden horse just for him!"

"Well, he's good with his hands," you agreed, looking down at your reflection in the tea cup just in time to catch the flash of pride that flitted across your eyes.

"Does he work as a craftsman?" Makio asked, setting down a small bowl of sweet potatoes. Instantly, Amato dove for the snack, using his fingers to prod the mash. Makio pulled his hand away. "Hey, manners!"

"Does he work at all?" Suma joked.

"Well, it's not a bad thing to be idle," Makio noted, feeding Amato a tiny spoonful of the sweet potatoes. "But not as idle as Tengen-sama though..."

"Girls..." Hinatsuru interjected, but you waved off her concerns with a small smile, touching your ears in a bid to quell the heat that has stained it a deep pink.

"Michikatsu does have a job," you explained. "Well, sort of..."

"Sort of?" Makio raised a brow, pausing as she hovered the spoon inches away from her son's mouth. Amato cried in protest, and she turned her attentions back to him. "Ah, sorry, kiddo..."

Michikatsu, to your knowledge, has never had to work a day in his life. In the past, he had been a samurai, tasked with managing his estate's finances and ensuring the discipline of his men. And in the following centuries as a demon, he never needed to worry about accumulating worldly possessions and wealth.

It thus came as a surprise to him, after he had recovered from his injuries, when you suggested that he tried to put his skills to good use. While the pension you received from the Corps was enough to keep you two fed and warm for the rest of your lives, you thought it best if Michikatsu could explore this new world as a human.

The only issue, of course, was that Michikatsu was a man displaced from his time. Any skill he possessed had been outdated for many years; the carrying of swords was banned by the Meiji government for several decades before you were born. While he was a skilled Go player, the game had become increasingly unpopular as many turned to Western chess and other new imported curiosities.

It was one thing to be a demon in a world of humans, but another to be an old soul in a world of modernity.

And though Michikatsu may remain silent, you sensed that he was becoming rather antsy at his alienation from this modern world. You noticed that he would retreat into the study or the woods for hours at a time, and would not emerge till it was minutes before dusk with a pensive look on his face. He never spoke of his worries nor expressed his frustrations to you, but it made the atmosphere at home rather tense.

Anxiety gnawed at your bones as you wondered if your marriage was doomed even before you had time to bicker over chores and sleeping patterns.

But you did not tell this to the girls, of course. What you could tell them, however, was a small twist of fate that turned things around for the two of you:

There was a small bookstore in town which you and Michikatsu enjoyed frequenting for its quaint collection of old books from the Edo period and Chinese classics. The owner was a widowed old man, balding and slight with a pair of half-moon glasses, who always allowed you to borrow the texts instead of purchasing them, in exchange for the occasional afternoon tea.

"A few weeks Michikatsu pointed out that the chapters in a copy of The Analects had been written in the wrong order. The shop owner was rather impressed when he managed to arrange them correctly from memory, that he asked if Michikatsu would like to be his assistant."

At the moment the owner made his offer, Michikatsu had glanced at you, a small flicker of light flashing across his eyes while you smiled at him with encouragement. You took his hand in yours, and while your slim fingers were engulfed by his longer ones, you squeezed them tight.

"Of course, I won't be able to pay you as much as those banks and law firms in the city, but if you don't mind keeping an old man company and an eye out for any thieves..." the owner had drifted off, twiddling his thumbs.

"That is fine," Michikatsu had said, looking down at your entwined fingers. "I can start tomorrow."

"A librarian!" gushed Suma. "How romantic!"

"He's not exactly a librarian," you hurried to explain. "Michikatsu's just helping the store owner with sorting the books and making sure everything's in order. He also helps the customers with reaching for the top shelf since he's rather tall..."

"Oh, that we can relate," Makio remarked, throwing Hinatsuru an amused grin.

Hinatsuru nodded. "It sounds like honest work."

"It is," you agreed.

And it was exactly that Michikatsu needed: something on which he could spend his time learning more about this new world, speaking with other people besides yourself (and Uzui, if and when they decide to talk). Just yesterday afternoon, you managed to slip into town and spy through the windows to see how he was faring, and it warmed your heart to see him engrossed in a game of Go with one of the owner's friends. There was a levity in his posture which you missed seeing, and you were delighted that he had found it in the most unexpected of places.

"Why, isn't it the missus!" the store owner — Tanaka-san, as Michikatsu had so kindly informed you — greeted when you stepped into the bookstore, the bells dangling over the doors pealing in an effervescent chime. "Would you like anything to drink?"

Michikatsu looked up briefly from the game board, and crossing gazes with you. As the sunlight poured in from the open windows, you could see every shade of his brilliant eyes, dancing from a soft heather to a rich violet. His scars, barely visible, creased as he gave you a smile — and at that moment, you have never been more thankful for the small, lucky stars that gave the moon its radiance.

And how would the rest of the surviving people react to the marriage? Would they know or would only the closest — like Tengen — know?

This is a very good question too, Anon! I think for most part, the Reader desires to have a peaceful, quiet life with Michikatsu, with as few people knowing about her marriage as possible. It wasn't because she was afraid of their judgment, but because she simply wanted to move on with this new chapter of her life. Hence, I can't imagine her divulging her marriage to anyone else in the Corps, not even Tanjiro.

Tanjiro had a brief encounter with the Reader in the early chapters on Notte Stellata, and ever since he mentioned that he could smell demons near her, she avoided him like the plague. And while Tanjiro was puzzled by the Reader's sudden absence during the events of the Hashira Training arc, he was unable to write her a letter to her because she had not exchanged her details with him.

It would be up to Uzui, a chronic yapper, to finally reveal with a slip of the tongue — not that she was married, but where she lived. Excited, Tanjiro would write a very polite and well-worded letter, asking her if she was doing well, and — if she so wished — to visit the Kamado residence.

The appearance of the letter would naturally surprise the Reader, who had no idea how Tanjiro would come to know where she lived. She had heard occasional updates from Tengen that the young ones had settled down in their family home, but had never been keen on knowing more.

And as she went over the lines of the letter, taking in Tanjiro's innocent invitation and pondering whether she should reply, Michikatsu came over.

"Kamado Tanjiro," he noted, recognising the name of the young boy written on the outside of the letter. He did not spot its contents, however — nor did he wished to intrude, especially when he noticed that you had gone rather silent.

"Should I reply?" you asked, folding the letter back along the creases.

Michikatsu's eyes ran over the worried clouding your expression, and how you bit your bottom lip as you began drafting a response in your head. He took the letter from your hands, placing it face down on the desk where its sender's name was hidden from you. "Take however long you need."

And "however long" was about a week or so, after you woke up one morning before Michikatsu to compose your reply:

"Dear Tanjiro,

Thank you for your letter. It is so wonderful to hear from you, and to know that you are doing well.

I should quite like to visit your home someday, if I am ever close by."

And that was it. No promises, and no lies — and you had meant every word of it.

Sanemi, on the other hand, would prove to be rather difficult. To begin with, the Reader has always thought him a little unpredictable, despite the good nature beneath that fiery temper. And as someone who had fought Kokushibo and lived (something which Michikatsu would eventually tell her), she just couldn't tell if Sanemi would still recognise the first Upper Moon, and how he would react if he did.

Unlike Tanjiro, Sanemi never made the effort of reaching out to his fellow comrades, and the Reader suspected that he, too, would like to spend the rest of his days in relative peace and quiet. Uzui mentioned that he had met a young woman who worked at a wagashi store; despite your friend's slightly sardonic tone, you were happy for Sanemi, and wondered if he had mellowed out in the wake of the battle.

It was then inevitable that you would receive a wedding invite (no thanks to Uzui who also revealed to Sanemi where you lived). This time, you did not reject the good will shown by your former comrade. In fact, it would only draw unnecessary attention to yourself if you did not appear.

The wedding was set to take place in the far reaches of Tokyo, closer to Iruma, Saitama. It had taken half a day for you and Michikatsu to get there, and throughout the train journey you were thinking of the possible answers you could give Sanemi should he ask about your husband.

"I didn't think you would come," Sanemi said by way of greeting, though his eyes were fixed instead on Michikatsu, who stood beside you firmly and quietly. "Is that...?"

"My husband, yes," you confirmed, and Michikatsu took a step forward, offering a small bow. "Tsugikuni Michikatsu."

"Tsugikuni," Sanemi repeated, and you held your breath, waiting for the barrage of questions, or the light of recognition to dawn in his eyes. Instead, he was distracted by Amato, who traipsed into the scene, still carrying the horse Mchikatsu made for him.

"Hey!" Sanemi snapped, as the toddler hugged his leg as a bear cub clinging to a tree. "Uzui, come get ya brat!"

So much for mellowing out, you thought.

The wedding ceremony began and ended without much fanfare, and the dinner reception took place at a small restaurant in town. Sanemi's bride, whose name was to the tune of Kazuko or Kazuki, was a delicate vision of white silk and powder as she and Sanemi exchanged a cup of sake to mark their marriage.

Thereafter, more drinks were poured as side dishes were served; Uzui entertained a distressed Giyuu and his wives with his signature kappore routine, while Michikatsu disappeared outside, volunteering to take care of Amato. You settled into the corner of the room, seated beside a frazzled Sanemi who could finally sit down for a drink.

"Y'know, your danna..." Sanemi began, and instantly you were on guard, your clasped hands gripping so tightly that it cut into the flesh of your palm.

"Yes?" you asked, the picture of perfect calm. It was something you had learned from Shinobu, and Sanemi saw her face in yours too, as he gulped a finger of sake and poured himself another cup.

"Nah, it's just..." he furrowed his brows, looking at the bottom of his drink. You wondered if he was inebriated enough to forget this conversation come sunrise. "It's strange, isn't it? The people we end up marrying."

You blinked, the unexpected turn in the conversation leaving you a little loss for words. But Sanemi was nothing if not unpredictable, a sweeping typhoon whose trajectory one could never quite figure out. You poured yourself a drink from the bottle, and tipped your sake dish in his direction for a small toast.

"Indeed," you observed. "Love is a strange little thing."

Thank you for the question again, Anon! And sorry that this took me a while to answer; I had a great time thinking about the responses here, and I hope you enjoyed reading it too :D

xoxo, V ♥️

[fuzzylichu]

hi! i’d like to request for a driver!reader x daniel ricciardo

the plot is everyone’s checking the reader out when they have a yacht party bc its their first time seeing her in a dress & daniel kinda gets jealous and shows them that she’s his? :p

thank you!!

All mine.

Daniel Ricciardo x driver!reader

Going into the Abu Dhabi grand Prix as the driver for The mercedes team was probably the biggest achievement you've ever made in your life. What was even bigger was that you were one of the first woman to race in formula one. Thankfully or unfortunately none of the drivers had really noticed you as a woman and not a driver.

_ _ _

P4, a great way to end a hell of a season. The fireworks were going off like crazy along with the fans."great race out there man" as you just got out the car a hand slaps you on the back. "You too, I'm really gonna miss you seb" you turned around and hugged him. After talking to seb for a while you got back to the hotel to get changed and rest for a little while before the parties started.

You were really excited about the party as you remembered you brought the dress you bought a few weeks ago when you were at Singapore. It was a chic satin dress which was black with the mercedes teal colour. The slit was very high cut and revealing. Well, it was more slutty Than anything. It was for sure you're going to catch the attention on the media and also the drivers.

You got ready and had a final look at yourself in the mirror and you had to admit, you were so fucking gorgeous. (You really are 😘😏)

You headed to the docks feeling confident as ever. As you walked by you knew exactly which yacht the party was at. You could clearly hear the boys yelling and the loud music.⁰

Getting onto the boat itself was a different story. A lot of the people went quiet as you walk in, whispering and mumbling all over the place. "Y/n! Looking gorgeous as ever" Sebastian came up to you and shook your hand. "You too" you joked. "Is Hanna here with you? I haven't talked to her in ages"

"mhm over there" he pointed.

You caught and had a few shots with Hanna. You could tell that a lot of the drivers were checking you out way more than usual. after you caught up with Hanna, you go to talk to the other drivers. You saw the twitch quartet gathered around in the corner and decided to talk to them.

"hey guys watch you talking about?" You put your arm around lando making him put his hand on your waist without a second thought. "Speak of the devil" George laughed. "Hm?" You raised your eyebrows at George. "We weren't talking about much." He replied. You could feel lando squeezing on to your waist, tensing up by the second. While talking to the boys you felt a sudden shiver down your spine, like someone was watching you. Well a lot of people were. But it was different.

"y/n. Come with me." A hand grabbed your shoulder. You turned around to see Daniel. "Oh Daniel, everything okay?"

"just come with me" he seemed really frustrated. He took you by the wrist and pulled out of the crowds. "Woah, woah,woah what's wrong? Did something happen? Did I do anything?"

"yes you did something, are you out of your mind?" You looked at him in confusion, making him seem even more frustrated. "You're practically covering nothing with that dress- everyone can see you, you know that right?" You were honestly confused about why he was Caring about you so much. "You really thought no one going to do anything about you dressing like this?" After a awkward silence, you finally talked "do what?"

"make a move on you, hit on you" he laughed in disbelief. He took off his jacket and handed it to you. It was a dark green suit jacket that looked at least over 5,000 dollars. "You sure you want me to wear this?" He raised his eyebrows at you. "I'll take that as a yes."

"stay with me for the rest of the night y/n, you don't know what these boys will do to you." He scoffed. "Oh come on Danny, let me have some fun, and since when did you even care about me this much, it's not like I'm yours" you whined like a kid. "Oh you will be soon" he said as he looked at the waves.

"wait what-" you look at him startled and flustered. "Mhm" he hummed. "We both know you like me, and we also probably know I like you" it was true, you did like him, but to hear that he likes you too?

"how? What? Why??" You laughed. "Every time I talk to you giggle and turn pink, like right now, and I just do I don't know " he leaned in and grabbed your cheeks. Then, boom. His lips touched yours and everything was like magic. His tongues intertwining with yours it felt like you were in a dream.

"just you wait until we get back to the dock sunshine. just you wait," He whispered. "Let's get back to the crowd now, hm?" He grabbed on to your shoulder.

_ _ _

"y/n! I can drive you back to the hotel if you want," lando came up to you as the party ended. " She's going to come with me," Daniel said and put his arm around your waist. "Bye Lando!" You shouted at him as he dragged you back to his car. The drive back was quick, no traffic and less paparazzis to deal with.

You reached the hotel and ran in to avoid anyone seeing you.

Daniel opened the door frantically and entered.

_ _ _

part two coming soon

A/n : sorry :')

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A3! Backstage Story Translation - Chikage Utsuki SSR - Today's Star: Toujou - Part 3

!! toujou is from harugaoka quartet; you can find a translation of its event story on yaycupcake! (+ page for the play itself); unless otherwise specified, the music that plays in the background of the play is odeur du printemps (the ost for the play itself)

this is a request by taruchikas, who also provided a video of the story! tysm!

[Buzzer sounds, the curtain lifts]

Izumi: (In a classroom in Private Harugaoka Music School, while the cherry blossoms are still in bloom…)

Toujou (Chikage): “Looks like he’s not here yet–”

Toujou: “... Good grief, did someone leave their scores behind? I sure hope it’s not one of my students.”

Izumi: (The scores on the desk were Beethoven’s Violin Sonata No.5 and Mendelssohn’s Spring Song…)

Izumi: (Vivaldi’s Violin Concerto No.1 from “The Four Seasons”... Feeling nostalgic, Toujou closes his eyes–)

Toujou: “…”

Izumi: (Chikage-san is laughing…? I don’t think that was in the script…)

Toujou: “... “Because I dream, life is bright”, huh.” (1)

Izumi: (... This is one of the scribbles Itaru-san left on the scores. I didn’t think Chikage-san would use it as improv, but it makes for a good transition.)

-

Izumi: (The scene changes back to Toujou’s school days…)

Toujou: “My sound is lonely, huh…”

[Violin playing Mozart’s Spring in G major, Allegro vivace asai]

Toujou: “Just my luck to have this song playing at a time like this.”

-

Toujou: “Room E-LR301… Ah, over there.”

Izumi: (Once he finds the temporary practice room, he hears a violin playing from the other side of the door…)

[Violin playing briefly]

Toujou: “...”

Izumi: (As he was listening, the music stopped, and he entered the room–)

[Door clicking open]

Machida (Itaru): …?

Toujou: “... You forgot to close the soundproof door. You are?”

Machida:  “I’m Machida, a third year. I major in— conducting.”

Toujou: “I’m–”

Machida: “Hibiki Toujou. Third Year. You’re a violin major, right? Ah, congratulations on winning last month’s competition.”

Toujou: “... Thanks.”

Machida: “There’s no one in this school who doesn’t know about the genius that entered the school at the top of his class and has always been on top in grades and competitions.”

Toujou: “... I see.”

Toujou: “By the way, I’m scheduled to use this room for a while starting today.”

Izumi: (They find out the school made a mistake and double-booked the room. Machida tries to give in and leave, claiming he’s not a musician, but…)

Toujou: “… Wait. If you don’t mind, how about we use it together?”

Machida: “I’m saying I don’t mind giving it to you–”

Toujou: “I want to play with you.”

Izumi: (And so, Machida begins accompanying Toujou in his practice.)

-

Machida: “Are these the songs you want to play next? Woah, it’s full of songs that have to do with spring… You’ve got a surprisingly common music taste..”

Toujou: “Then I’ll let you pick, Kanato. I think they’re all good–”

Machida: “... Mozart’s Spring?  If we go with that, we’ll have to get a viola and a cello from somewhere.”

Toujou: “No… This just got mixed with the other scores. If anything, I’m not that good at it.”

Machida: “What do you mean?”

Toujou: “... Right after I joined the school, I heard there was a vacancy in the quartet for a concert, so I applied out of curiosity.”

Toujou: “But no matter what I did, it seemed like my sound was the only one that stood out, and it wouldn’t mesh with the others’... It didn’t go well.”

Toujou: “The members tried to tell me that wasn’t the case—”

Toujou: “That I’m a genius, so it couldn’t be helped.”

Toujou: “... They might have meant it as a joke, but it felt like it was their true feelings.”

Toujou: “Genius… Being called that has always made me feel lonely.  Even if I’m a genius, I’m in no way a wise man.”

Toujou: “After that, I started finding it difficult to play with other people. Especially this song that I played back then.”

Toujou: “But the other day, one of the professors that’s been evaluating me told me, “Your sound is” –”

Machida: “... Lonely?”

Toujou: “——”

Machida: “Whenever I heard your performances as the freshmen’s representative at things like the entrance ceremony, monthly performances or competitions–”

Machida: “I felt like your music could make you, and me as a listener, feel lonely.”

Machida: “Well, I don’t think so anymore.”

Toujou: “... Sorry I made you feel that way.”

Toujou: “I also felt something like that when I heard your violin the day we met.”

Machida: “——”

Toujou: “I wondered what would happen if we played together. I thought that maybe if we added two lonely people together, then just like 1+1, we wouldn’t be lonely anymore.”

Toujou: “That’s why I wanted to play with you.”

Machida: …

Toujou: “After a long time, playing with you made me feel that playing the violin with someone else is fun.”

Toujou: “Kanato, you’re good at conducting and piano accompaniment. But to me, what suits you best is the violin.”

Machida: “... Sorry to disappoint, but I’ve quit the violin.”

Toujou: “What?”

Machida: “I changed majors. From violin to conducting.”

Machida: “I was only doing what my parents had forced me to do, so I couldn’t match everyone else’s enthusiasm or abilities.”

Machida: “So I changed my major to conducting as soon as the second year started.”

Toujou: “Sorry, I didn’t know…”

Machida: “With this many people majoring in string instruments, it couldn’t be helped.”

Toujou: “Then, if you become an orchestra’s conductor one day–”

Machida: “... Sorry to disappoint again. I’ll quit music once I’m done with high school.”

Machida: ““Kanato”... I didn’t like my name, because it felt like a curse that would force me to keep playing music forever.”

Machida: “Despite that, on that day, I suddenly felt like playing. I was in the practice room for the first time in a while when you barged in and caught me—”

Machida: “And so, I kept playing, only in this room.”

Toujou: “... And yet, you’re going to quit?”

Machida: “Unfortunately, my feelings haven’t changed.”

Toujou: “I see…”

Toujou: “In that case, I want you to keep playing in this room until we graduate. You don’t have to force yourself to play if you don’t want to.”

Machida: “... Got it.”

-

[Canon by John Campbell in D major]

Izumi: (The day before the graduation ceremony– Their usual practice room is closed, so the pair decide to play in the classroom instead…)

Machida: “The cherry blossoms are beautiful. Perfectly fitting for a new beginning.”

Toujou: “That’s right.”

Machida: “I wonder if there are cherry blossoms in Germany.”

Toujou: “Well, I wonder…”

Machida: “You said you’re going to a music academy in Germany, but you haven’t even looked that up?”

Toujou: “I’ll look it up later.”

Toujou: “... This will be the last time I ask, but have you really not changed your mind?”

Machida: “... I haven’t. I’m aiming to become a teacher.”

Toujou: “That’s… a pity.”

Machida: “So, what’s our last song going to be?”

Toujou: “Let’s play–”

Izumi: (And so the seasons pass…)

-

Machida: “... Toujou-sensei?”

Toujou: “——”

Machida: “Are you asleep?”

Toujou: “No, I was just reminiscing.”

Machida: “Ahh… This score, eh.”

Machida: “The teacher who is scheduled to perform at the next monthly performance suddenly can’t make it.”

Machida: “The other teachers asked me to talk you into doing it.”

Toujou: “So that’s why you called me here. Is this score part of the negotiations?”

Machida: “I’m just trying to help with the song selection.”

Toujou: “Is that why it’s full of songs that have to do with spring?”

Toujou: “... Alright.”

Machida: “Really?”

Toujou: “But under one condition. I want the song to be Mozart’s Spring.”

Machida: “Heeh, that sounds good. Maybe you can become a wise man the way you are now.”

Toujou: “Then, Machida, I’d like to scout you to become the wise man by my side.”

Machida: “... I am not a wise man, I am a simple teacher.”

Toujou: “... Then, this will have to stay as my dream for now. I read somewhere that life is brighter when you have a dream?”

Machida: “...”

Machida: “... Do your best. I won’t lend you any more help.”

Toujou: “That’s a pity.”

-

Citron: You both did great~!

Chikage: Thanks. You came to watch.

Citron: You said… You were worried about whether you’d be able to sparkle. But your youth came across!

Citron: Also, the violin imitations were perfect. Itaru, you’ve improved at loving~

Itaru: Hate to correct you on this, but you probably mean lying. I did the best I could as a beginner.

Citron: … You two practiced in secret, yes?

Chikage: …

Citron: My eyes can’t be fooled. I can tell just by watching your movements.

Chikage: … I suppose there’s no point in hiding around here.

part 1 | part 2 | part 3

NOTES:

(1) this is a japanese proverb often credited to mozart, but there's no actual english equivalent for it, so i took a try at translating it in a way that fits with the callback later

[yakool-foolio]

And so, TGAA2 case 3 begins! Friends and strangers alike have been hyping up this case for me, so it's time to see if it really rings true! Will the case 3 curse finally be broken? I'm excited to find out!

MYSTERY MAN SPOTTED! I nearly coughed up my ice cream cause I'm too excitable over more prosecutor lore. Ooooo I hope Van Zieks' so-called curse gets expanded upon, it's such a fun idea. I'm a sucker for wide-spread rumors of the supernatural so ingrained in the community it practically becomes reality.

Kazuma's real mission definitely has something to do with the names in that morse code message. A mission to meet up with this seemingly random quartet of people from Japan n Britain, but what they were to discuss or take action on is completely lost on me. Doesn't help that the quartet has been reduced to a duet now.

Alright alright Stronghart we know you'll write twenty-page essays to back up your 'totally correct' opinion but I'm just gonna need you to SHUT UP FOR A FUCKIN' SECOND-

VAN ZIEKS DON'T GET IN MY WAY LET ME TALK TO THE MYSTERY MAN! Damn you're hot though. What? Anyway, clearly mystery apprentice over here has to be apt in combat if you're both gonna get jumped after every trial. Ah, so Van Zieks considers The Reaper to be a separate person altogether; an identity completely detached from this 'curse' he bears. He does not wish to be feared.

Woah wait so Stronghart is purposefully keeping mystery man's identity concealed and under lock n key with the assistance of Van Zieks? Hm ja interessant. Oh what a treat, a person with no identity to call their own! This hole was made for me!

Someone surely sabotaged Harebrayne's machine to kill Asman. Now who's gonna tell him that his college friend is gonna indirectly be the death of him?

Gina's a detective apprentice now, neato! Wait how many detectives are in TGAA now??? 4??? New record! I hope all the detectives in this duology can hold hands n spin in a circle, peace and love.

(To Whom That Requested To Be Tagged For My Case 3 Reactions: @raymondshields)

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I found your account through your noritoshi drawings (godbless you cult leader 🛐 thank you for the food) and followed you for those, but i recently started finally watching kny

when i first saw that demon quartet from the swordsmith village, i immediately became obsessed with them. I knew i’d seen them somewhere before, but i could not for the life of me figure out where. it was driving me so insane i had to take a break from watching to figure it out, and i opened tumblr to see if i could get any leads

lo and behold, it was the picture where you’re projecting your period cramps onto those suckers, that i saw AGES before i started watching kny. (for another layer of coincidence, im literally on my period)

i don’t know where i was going with this. thank u again for the food 🙏🙏

woah, a double whammy! you have no idea how smug I was reading this. tysm for mind linking w me. noritoshi -> hantengu clones brain rot ftw, my dude 🐸🤝💖

also about that cramps post, I left it vague on purpose, I had stomach cramps at the time cause I ate smth bad.

[musicaemdx]

Passámos o Natal em familia. Damn Sessions e The Quartet Of Woah! na ceia Raging Christmas.

Passámos o Natal em familia. Damn Sessions e The Quartet Of Woah! na ceia Raging Christmas.

Um Natal não é Natal se não houver rock na mesa. Por isto, que melhor que o passarmos na passada 5ªfeira com a Raging Planet e a Bandido Sessions no Musicbox Lisboa, e sentarmos-nos à mesa com os Damn Sessions e The Quartet Of Woah! ? Foi o que fizemos, num Musicbox cheinho de gente da qual já tinhamos tanta saudade em rever. “Salvē Raging Planet, Salvē Rock!” . O nosso fotógrafo Luis Sousa…

[wen-kexing-apologist]

when you get this you have to answer with 5 of ur fav songs and then tag your mutuals to do the same :) (no pressure <;3)

tagged by @twig-tea (I did not forget, I just got busy!)

Oo I haven't had to think much about my favorite songs, I have been on a heavy podcast binge lately and otherwise I have been listening heavily to the playlist my roommate and I made for when we need to scream sing in the car for #mentalhealth.

Here are some of my favorite, three of these I count as my favorites based on the fact that every time they play I simply must rewind and listen to the song like five times before I can move on

'The Loneliness Waltz' by The Ballroom Thieves

This song has some incredibly smart lyrics and I love the strings in this song so much. The guitar makes my brain happy, the cello makes my soul happy. (This is a get to know me better post so here is a fun fact, I used to play the flute, but if I were to have a do-over I would have chosen to play the cello, it's so beautiful). There is some harmonizing on the last few lines that I absolutely.

My favorite lines in the song:

"Comfort reminds us of how it should feel / It wistfully chains us to fictive ideals / And it spurs us to keep all our love in a jar / Says I'm just keeping you from harm"

'Gut Punch/Don't Meet Your Idols' by Everybody's Worried About Owen

This is such a great depression song, I have listened to this song so much. It's really uptempo and again I absolutely love the lyrical work that is being done in this piece. I find this song interesting because the song is very mis-matchy between the first half and second half. The energy radically changes from a staccato bop to more of a tired, lyrical melody. I hadn't listened to this one in awhile, but some grief from last week put this song back in my head and it was very cathartic to listen to it.

Favorite lines in the song:

"Every time I see a spark / There's someone putting out the fire / But I will not let my grandparents bury their grandchild / It's a struggle back and forth / And I'm learning but it's happening by force / It's 4am and I'm fucking tired. " (Side note: it feels really good to scream "I'm fucking tired" when you are in fact, fucking tired).

'Honeybee' by Steam Powered Giraffe

This song is just so so beautiful, it's peaceful, it's loving, it's got a sort of barbershop quartet vibe when there are harmonies, and you know a bitch loves a good barbershop quartet. I think something that a lot of the songs I love have in common is at least one part of the melody that reminds me of raindrops falling (definitely why I am so desperately in love with Gymnopedie No. 1 by Erik Satie)

Favorite Lines:

"Oh, turpentine erase me whole / ('Cause I) don't want to live my life alone / (Well I) was waiting for you all my life / (Oh oh) oh / (Why I) I / Set me free / My honeybee"

'Myth to Live By' by Lizard Boy, Original Cast

Honestly, this is one of my favorite musicals even though I have never seen the actual show. I think it was a fringe festival sort of musical but there are so many songs in the Lizard Boy album that I absolutely love. I had a hard time deciding between A Terrible Ride and Myth to Live By for my favorite in their album but I really love The Woah Song, Recess is so fun, I Might Stay, I Don't Know Where to Go. Anyway that album is fun. I don't think the men's voices are necessarily the best, but I think it works the show they are performing. I am now realizing that a lot of my favorite songs have some harmonizing that I love.

Favorite lines:

"I've been waiting for change to drop out of the sky / I've been squeezing the meaning out of one simple word / Try / And I'm making a list of the things that I'm proud of / And I'm making a list of the people that I love / And I'm setting my limits impossibly high / Cause my life is gonna be a myth to live by."

'Spite' by Vandaveer

THE FUCKING OPENING CELLO MOMENTS IN THIS SONG ARE SO FUCKING FUN. I did not know that cello could have a rasp to it, but oh my god I just love it so much. I'm also fueled by spite so this is a great song for me lol.

Favorite line:

"He cut out his sleep to spite his dreams / Picked all the flowers to spite the bees / He burned his bible to spite the Lord / Took a day off to lick his wounds I heard him swear / "Life is such a wretched affair / I'm gonna hold my breath to spite the air"

__ Twig, thanks for tagging me in this, I have learned something about myself and my music tastes which are that I apparently have a thing for songs with staccato and heavy use of strings in their score and fun harmonies.

okay, I don't know who has already done this so: @neuroticbookworm, @solitaryandwandering, @telomeke, @respectthepetty, @benkaaoi

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WOAH!! Amazoness Quartet, I love you all

[c0smiccom3t]

The moment we met .

???: Urrgh... Where... am i?

[A plus-sized lemur slowly opens her eyes, after getting out of her short-lived daze, she tried to get up, but she found out she was inside a vent]

???: Wh-wha-?! What is this place...? N. Gin?? N. Brio?? Where are you guys...?! Last... thing i remember was that i was in a room with them... Why am i... Inside a vent, of all places?

[The lemur woman still feels confused as she looks around, but then... she starts to hear a sound, coming from a closed vent hole]

Dr. Neo Cortex: What are you talking about?!

[The lemur lady wasted no further time and started to crawl through the dark vent, but of course, the scientists keep discussing]

N. Gin: Master, what we're saying is... A lot of things have changed ever since you've been gone.

[The lemur lady then approaches the vent door, looking down while her yellow eyes start to shine bright in the darkness inside]

N. Gin: And that bounty huntress you hired arrived. We don't know where she is, but they could be... anywhere.

[Dr. Neo Cortex looked both mad and confused, shrugging. But what he doesn't know is that the lemur lady started to kick down the vent door and tries to get down as her tail starts to sway]

Dr. Neo Cortex: B-bounty huntress?! What do you mean bounty huntre--

[the lemur lady then lands onto the ground, Making the scientist stand right up, startled. N. Gin and N. Brio gasp as they see a huge silhouette behind their master. Cortex, as a result, gets a little nervous as he starts to sweat from fear]

Dr. Neo Cortex: ...She's right behind me, isn't she-

???: Hey Doc.

[The mad scientist turns around quickly after hearing that, yelping, he pulls out the stick he used to poke Uka Uka back in that temporal prison. He closes his eyes, scared that the silhouette will hurt him... But instead she lowers down and with her finger, she pushes the stick down. Cortex is... WAY too confused and terrified to answer any of that. Meanwhile, the lemur gets herself back up and stretches]

Dr. Neo Cortex: D-duh.....?

???: Sorry i'm late, you know how it is when you live on an island thats so far away from this one. Oh, and by the way? I LOVE the main lab design.

[She then starts to sniff deeply. As she then pulls up an unplugged power plug]

???: The aesthetic and the smell of toxicity really put the whole thing together.

[As the lemur starts to look around and carefully interact with a few things, Cortex is still confused, he then turns around to N. Gin and N. Brio, pretty much still mad]

Dr. Neo Cortex: Uhh... Wait! N. Gin, N. Brio, who is this... Ring-tailed... Panda?? Badger??

N. Brio: Isn't it obvious?! That's the b-b-bounty huntress you commissioned! And for clarification, they're a ring-tailed lemur. Not a Badger. Or a Panda for that matter.

Dr. Neo Cortex: Ugh. At least that explains why her voice sounded familiar.

[Cortex then notices his blaster standing on a table, after a small gasp he grabs it and dusts it off, then he kisses it, And finally he spins it a little in his hand.]

Dr. Neo Cortex: On the bright side, she's not messing with anything in here--

[He spoke too soon. In fact, she comes in after noticing his blaster, with a big smile on her face and a thrilled look on her face]

???: WOAH, YEAH, Sick gun! Can i have it?

Dr. Neo Cortex: WHAT?!

[the lemur then tries to grab the mad scientist's blaster, but he also tries to grab it, which results in the two pulling it in different sides while the front part is pointing above. The two keep doing this]

Dr. Neo Cortex: LET GO ALREADY, YOU INFURIATING-- Aaugh!

[Suddenly, the lemur accidentally presses the trigger, which causes the blaster to shoot right into the ceiling, leaving a burnt spot up there. What the quartet don't know is that N. Tropy heard that as he turns around but doesn't say anything. Meanwhile, the four look extremely shocked as they look up at the damage, Cortex gasps while that happens.]

???: ...Oops.

[the lemur then smiles nervously at Cortex, while he looks like he's about to lose his patience. He then wastes no time and points at them with his blaster, while the lemur puts her hands up a little, surprised.]

Dr. Neo Cortex: Listen here, you colossal klutz! This weapon must be controlled by a high-class evil genius, that is I, and not rebellious pestering furballs like you! Now TELL ME WHY YOU'RE HERE OR SO HELP ME I'LL--

???: You sure know how to greet new acquantainces, don't you? Anyway, the reason why i'm here is simple. I'm here about the jo--

N. Tropy (Off-screen): WHAT THE BLAZES IS GOING ON HERE?!

[The four look over and notice N. Tropy is approaching them, looking mad. Cortex yelps, N. Gin and N. Brio hug in fear, and the lemur lady looks... really confused.]

Dr. Neo Cortex: N. Tropy! It's not what it looks like! I...

N. Tropy: I do not want to hear any of your foolish excuses, CORTEX.

???: ...(whispering to herself, shocked) So it really IS him...

[N. Tropy then turns to the surprised lemur, looking at them with a menacing look in his eyes]

N. Tropy: And YOU. Who are you supposed to be, RINGTAIL?

???: Who am i? Heh, that's a good question. my name is NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS, THAT'S WHO!

[He then points his tuning fork at the lemur, making her take a step back in shock, she's breathing a bit quickly. The tall clock-wise scientist then moves his weapon away from them. calming down himself from any further anger]

N. Tropy: No matter, just tell who you are.

???: You really want to know, don't you? (cracks knuckles) Alright, If you insist so much.

[The lemur evilly laughs and grabs a smoke bomb off one of her belt bags and throws it to the ground, causing smoke to come out as she mysteriously disappears, the scientists cough, and then notice the lemur in the roof of the Rift Generator. She jumps high and lands, screeching the floor below her feet while she slides. They then pull out her card, revealing their true name, after introducing her name, she puts her card back in her pants pocket]

Ryonna: Ryonna Lemurs, Professional Bounty Huntress. I come from the distant yet so tropical Madagascar, one of the biggest islands in the Indian Ocean. And i am here to assist you in your plans, in case somebody dares to try to foil them. More importantly, i'd like to thank him for calling me in.

[she points at Cortex, the latter, of course, gets surprised, N. tropy then turns to him, confused]

N. Tropy: YOU called her in?!

Dr. Neo Cortex: I-I don't know! It feels like i did that so many years ago, I can't be expected to remember it!

N. Tropy: (sighs) Now, let me get this straight, ...'Ryonna', you're saying you're a professional bounty huntress and you are here to aid us in our plan?

Ryonna: Bingo. That's what my job's for. Though i might have a little talk with that guy behind you later. Especially since he is the one who recruited me. And speaking of that guy... Hey, YOU! You know him?

Dr. Neo Cortex: Unfortunately.

N. Tropy: SILENCE!

[As N. Tropy screamed at the pathetic scientist's reply, Cortex yelps, jumping onto N. Brio's arms. The latter rolls his eyes, annoyed by that, he then drops him to the ground. The tall scientist then turns to Ryonna.]

N. Tropy: Alright. I suppose you can join us. As long as you don't fool around like these idiots do.

Dr. Neo Cortex: Hey!

Ryonna: Oh, don't worry, I assure you i can be on my best behaviour, Bean-head.

[After getting her face close to his, Ryonna then walks away, approaching the three scientists, N. Tropy, of course, gets a little annoyed]

N. Tropy: That's Dr. Nefarious Tropy to you.

Ryonna: Nefarious, Schmefarious, whatever your name is. You and your comrades can all trust me, with me on your side, your plan shall go smooth like butter.

[Ryonna stops in her marks and cracks her knuckles as she stands infront of the N. Trio, with a determined yet menacing look on her face]

Ryonna: So... Where do we start?

[hydrate-or-diedrate]

Day 12 of reading homestuck, starting intermission 2 😔

But first, Nepeta doodle

Half of the children are dead, and now we're doing Egypt things I guess wahoo

Oho? Are we meeting Lord English? At long last?

AYO HOWD CUEBALL GET THE EXTENDO LIMBS UPGRADE?!

HONK

?? No and also I don't believe you? What?

John playing the piano 🥺

Are you serious we're actually starting Act 6 right away?

Fucker

I have a love/hate relationship with the fact that I'm starting to be able to read the Alternian text without the cheatsheet

Oho? Jade or Jade ancestor?

Jane?? Inchresting

And she's 15?! Even more inchresting

Oh my gosh it's genderbent John

Oh wait wait no, new Jade took John's place (sorta but not quite) and got named Jade, and new John took Jade's place and is named Jake? AND HES NEARLY 16?This age difference is like peanuts tbh because they're still kids but still!!

Or maybe he took Rose's place, judging by the symbol on his shirt...

Okay look this is fun and all but I wanna know if my version of my babies survived the scratch 😭

Wait, the bunny belong to Jake's *grandma*? So are these the reset version of the quartet's kids??

I'm so confused y'all

I sincerely hope this goes faster than the beginning of the story did I might actually die if it doesn't

Is this all lowercase gray text person,,, a version of Karkat? Wouldn't the trolls have not been affected by the scratch/reset since they were sitting outside the universe? Sorry, all lowercase with capital U

Woah that's some ominous white text

Okay this version of Lalonde has the exact same hair as Rose's mom and a drink this has to be their predecessors but funky

FFS JANE ITS JUST CALLED A "FLAG"

Ooookay so this is B2, and the Jade he's talking to is in B1, is what I'm hearing. And then I'm guessing that UU is in A1 just for the hell of it because that sounds right for no reason.

Hehe squirtle glasses

Well that was certainly a dream

HELLO LUSUS? HI?? HUH??

Love that Jake is apparently living in the monster version of jurassic park ahdkjdhjd

Aw sick, another murder bunny. Can never have too many of those!

Sebastian you fool

[cartoonfanaticmonsterrobotalien]

Solar Opposites in Mighty Solars Issue #48: “Monster Mayhem Pt. 1” Ch. 3

Back with Louise, she was looking around for help, until she sees Trevor popping out of the water as she screams and he jumps on her. Louise smiles in joy.

Louise: Trevor?

Trevor: Hey baby.

Trevor and Louise kiss. Then, they see Dr. Weatherstone arriving on a home ice slide made by her own hands and then, Janice flies over them with her own flight.

Dr. Weatherstone: Hey sis. What up?!

Louise: You guys are not gonna believe but I can create green lava! shows her new powers

Dr. Weatherstone: No way! I just got ice powers and when I found Janice, she told me she got air powers!

Trevor: No way! I got water powers too! We must tell the Mighty Solars, they can help us! Come on!

The quartet then takes off to find their fellow heroes. The Human Solars ran to the league witches of Earth-4 and the rest of their fellow Mighty Solars.

Human Terry: Guys, what happened?! What happened to to 5 Teen Witches?!

Human Jesse: I don’t know but this city is fancy!

Luke: Ugh! Someone has entered their minds and have made their form’s uncontrollable! When we tries to get them to hear us, someone went inside their minds and have turn them into the worst things possible, Titans!

The human Solars gasp.

Human Korvo: Oh no…we gotta save them or-

Miss Frankie/Nightsaw: Uh, quick fellow humans go get our fellow Mighty Solars aliens quick! winks at the Human Solars

Human Korvo: On it!

The human solars then went and hide behind the walls as they turn back into their Shlorpian forms.

Korvo: Mighty Solars, time to suit up!

Yumyulack, Jesse, Pupa, Sonya and Phoebe: Right!

Terry: Hell yeah!

The group suits up. And with that the Solar Opposites family transform into their Mighty Solars and runs up to meet the others.

Jesse Solar-Opposites/Fung-irl: Guys!

Rest of the Mighty Solars: Guys!

Darcy/Sonar Woman: Thank God you guys are okay!

Nova/Heartstar: We have big problems!

Yumyulack Solar-Opposites/Vil-Gil-An-T: What kind of problems?

Linda: The girls have lost control of their Zenith powers! They’ve become Kaiju beasts!

Terry Solar-Opposites/Mighton: That does NOT sound good.

Louise, Trevor, Dr. Weatherstone, Alice and Janice sees the Mighty Solars and runs up to them, which for Stacy G’s attention.

Stacy G: gasp Mom!

Louise: Stacy! I was so worried about you! kisses her on the forehead

Quasarblast smiles.

Trevor: Thank God we found you! You won’t be a fucking day we had-

Cherie: Guys! Duck!

Trevor: Huh?

The heroes, Earth-4 witches and their friends then see mega quintessence mutant Will attacking as they dodge her.

Jesse Solar-Opposites/Fung-irl: Jesus christ!

Montez: Ugh! These girls are literally not listening to us!

Phoebe MaCcarthy/Starburst: We have to save them, or worse…

Jesse Solar-Opposites/Fung-irl: KILL THEM?!

Mighty Solars: What?! No! That’s wrong! Fucking crazy! We’re not killers y’know.

Jesse Solar-Opposites/Fung-irl: Okay. Sorry. Geez.

Pupa Solar-Opposites/The Mighty Pupa: MURDER!

Yumyulack/Vil-Gil-An-T: It’s okay Pupa. Fung-irl just freaked out for a bit.

Terry Solar-Opposites/Mighton: It’s okay sweetie. We know you didn’t mean it.

Korvo Solar-Opposites/Quasarblast: I think what Starburst means is that we need to FIGHT them.

Suddenly, when the Five Kaiju Teen Witches combine their blast at the heroes, it ends up blasting Louise, Trevor, Alice, Dr. Weatherstone and Janice, which ends up powering them as they scream. As the dust clears, the heroes sees five new heroic figures as Stacy G looks in worried.

Stacy G: MOM!

Stacy G tries run up but Fung-irl stops her As the dust clears, like when the Calamity trio transformed in Amphibia it is revealed that Trevor, Louise, Alice, Janice and Dr. Weatherstone have received their own Mighty Solars super suits

Dr. Weatherstone/???: Woah!

Louise/???: voice gets distorted; lifts her green lava cape Swanky duds!

Vil-Gil-An-T‘s jaw drops in shock. Alice grins as she shoots a lightning spider web up at the sky as she grins and blows the smoke off of her finger.

Alice/???: Louise, I have no idea we can do that!

Dr. Weatherstone/???: Did you know about this?

Louise/???: Uh, nope. These powers feel way more intense than before.

Janice/???: floating behind Louise The powers must stack when used in tandem! H’no Classic synergy buff y’know.

Quasarblast suddenly thinks of something.

Korvo Solar-Opposites/Qausarblast: This is perfect! Maybe you guys can distract the girls while we-

Trevor/???: Guys! Look! I’m walking plasma of H2O! This is awesome!

Quasarblast shifts a little.

Korvo Solar Opposites/Qausarblast: As I was saying, you new five can help us distract the girls while we find a way to stop whoever is doing this to them!

Phoebe MacCarthy/Starburst: That could work!

Marissa: offscreen Oh will it?

The heroes gasp and then sees the dream amulet broken as smoke flies from it and then they see Marissa floating above the broken amulet.

Parker/Venus Tip: Oh no.

Min-Li: gasp What?! This is impossible?! You were supposed to be trapped and-

Marissa: It’s too late! These girls are now under my control!

Yumi: What do you mean?!

Marissa grins evilly which made Starburst growl and realize something.

Phoebe MacCarthy/Starburst: You bitch! It was you who did this! You’re a fucking psycho!

Quasarblast growls in anger upon hearing what Marissa did.

Korvo Solar-Opposites/Quasarblast: You monster! How could you-

Marissa: I had already some help! Someone who was willing to help me! It’s too late! These girls are now mine! Nothing can stop me-

Suddenly, a blast hits Marissa as she falls to the ground in pain and lets go her staff.

Terry Solar-Opposites/Mighton: What the fuck?! Who did that?!

Cherie: I don’t know.

Darcy/Sonar Woman: Wasn’t me!

Korvo Solar-Opposites/Quasarblast: We need to stop her now!

Suddenly a woman’s chuckle was heard, which sounded familiar to Cherie, Nova, Montez and Sherbet.

Nova/Heartstar: Oh my God… that voice…

Cherie: It can’t be… can it?

Sherbet/Fizziepop: Oh God. No! No!

Cheery Smithers/Bloody Sympathy: Guys, what’s wrong?

???: Oh you poor things. Trap in a mind of a rogue witch… all that woman wanted to is get her fucking stupid son back on her side and rule the world and take you for advantage… but she was just a fool… I however… can make an offer to you five…

Suddenly…a blazing lightning midnight purple spiritual mist appears as it reveals an old foe of the Wallians… Sister Sisto as the Heartstar, Cherie, Montez and Fizziepop gasp in horror while the others grow shock.

Cherie: Sister Sisto?!

Terry Solar-Opposites/Mighton: You know her?!

Sister Sisto/???: Hello, my former fellow Bowinians…

Jesse Solar-Opposites/Fung-irl: Bowinians?! What?!

Korvo Solar-Opposites/Quasarblast: Heartstar, what is happening?!

Nova/Heartstar: Guys, that’s the false prophet we were telling you about last time when we first met! That’s Sister Sisto!

Mighton gasps.

Yumyulack Solar-Opposites/Vil-Gil-An-T: WHAT?!

Quasarblast looks angrily at Yumyulack.

Korvo Solar-Opposites/Quasarblast: sighs in dismay; deadpan Way to go Vil-Gil-An-T… you accidentally created a villain!

Yumyulack Solar-Opposites/Vil-Gil-An-T: I didn’t know!

Montez: I’m sorry true! She’s a false prophet and a murder and a kidnapper! She’s the one who causes all of this! The death of Tim, death of Sister Sasha, the temperature, everything!

Vil-Gil-An-T starts crying.

Cherie: She also kidnapped Pezlie and made her an icon! She also used Jesse as a pawn of her own.

Korvo-Solar-Opposites/Qausarblast: comforts his son Hey, it’s okay… you didn’t know… shh…

Yumyulack Solar-Opposites/Vil-Gil-An-T: I’m so sorry, Cherie.

Cherie: comforts Vil-Gil-An-T It’s okay. You didn’t know. Sisto was also using Jesse as a legend just to get people to follow her in a path of death!

Sister Sisto/???: Oh, this is very touching but I think it’s time I sealed your fate!

Marissa growls but gets grabbed in the rope by Sister Sisto.

Marissa: Let me go! grunts

Ms. Frankie/Night Saw: You’re not gonna stop us!

Sister Sisto/???: Oh I sure will. For I am… reveals her new physical form and a villain suit of her own Black Mirror!

Heartstar gasps

Sonya/Nighthowler: Oh no! She’s crazy!

Sister Sisto/Black Mirror: Oooh! But first…

Black Mirror attacks Mighton.

Korvo Solar-Opposites/Quasarblast: MIGHTON! growls at Black Mirror

Mighton groans in pain while Qausarblast helps his hubby up and looks at Black Mirror furiously then uses her mind control on the 5 Kalju Teen Witches as they roar in pain. Marisa tries to get out a beastly looking potion, only the wind to blew it out of her hands onto Quasarblast’s leg as he screams in pain.

Nova/Heartstar: Qausarblast!

Jesse Solar-Opposites/Fung-irl: QUASARBLAST!

Yumyulack Solar-Opposites/Vil-Gil-An-T: Oh my God!

Sonya/Nighthowler: Daddy!

Sister Sisto/Black Mirror: I bet that hurts…

Suddenly, Quasarblast starts screaming in pain as he suddenly starts growing bigger and muscular and his skin starts to turn black as he starts growing to the size of a KaIju beast.

Randall/Blackhole: Oh shit!

Principal Cooke/Trailblazer: That’s a huge bitch!

Terry Solar-Opposites/Mighton: Quasarblast?!

Now a giant KaIju Mundane, Quasarblast roars while the rest of the Mighty Solars gasp in horror and Black Mirror laughs evilly.

Jesse Solar-Opposites/Fung-irl: What’s happening?!

Sonya/Nighthowler: Quasarblast! No!

Yumyulack Solar-Opposites/Vil-Gil-An-T: What have you done?! You turn our dad into a fucking monster!

Mighton starts crying.

Sister Sisto/Black Mirror: Aw what’s the matter Mighton? Love the makeover I intentionally did to your husband?

Mighton starts snarling in anger with tears in his eyes. He then punches Black Mirror in the face as she growls.

Sister Sisto/Black Mirror: You strong arm bitch! What the fuck?!

Terry Solar-Opposites/Mighton: YOU WILL PAY FOR WHAT YOU DID!

Black Mirror grins and escapes by turning into her spirit form and leads the 5 KaIju monsters away from the heroes. Mundane Quasarblast growls as his eyes glow aquamarine and angirly follows the monsters for battle.

Terry Solar-Opposites/Mighton: No…Korvo!

Nova/Heartstar: We have to go after them!

Louise/???: We’ll take care of the girls! You take care of Quasarblast!

The heroes split up while Mighton looks tearfully at Mundane Quasarblast roaring.

Terry Solar-Opposites/Mighton: KORVO!

Mega Mundane Quasarblast snarls as Mighton jumps up and lands on him desperately.

Terry Solar-Opposites/Mighton: SNAP OUT OF IT! PLEASE! I DON’T LIKE SEEING YOU LIKE THIS! crying PLEASE STOP!

Mega Mundane Qausarblast growls, which causes Mighton to cry even more as he hugs Quasarblast’s face.

Terry Solar-Opposites/Mighton: sobbing hysterically THIS ISN’T YOU! I KNOW YOU’RE IN THERE, KORVY!

Mega Mundane Quasarblast then stops growling as his face softens and he sees his husband crying.

Mega Mundane Korvo Solar-Opposites/Quasarblasr: T-Terry? Is that you?!

Terry Solar-Opposites/Mighton: Korvo?

Mega Mundane Korvo Solar-Opposites/Quasarblast: Terry? What’s happening to me?! I’m so scared! crying Help me!

Mighton kisses his husband’s face.

Terry Solar-Opposites/Mighton: Shh… it’s gonna be okay baby… we just have to get you out of here before the teen witches see you! I hope the others are doing okay!

Mega Mudane Quasarblast smiles.

Special thanks to @avaveevo, @asikreading, @themagicwolf6677, @king-of-squishmallows and all of my watchers for their support

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SUSATO TELL ME EVERYTHING ABOUT KAZUMA RIGHT NOW. Damn, even Mikotoba is shook up by that dog collar. He must've been in Britain when this 'Hound of the Baskervilles' story took place. The judge really is becoming a character to look out for it seems. Getting sprites outside of the courtroom means real shit is gonna happen with him for sure.

BRETT ISN'T A REAL PERSON AND IS ACTUALLY ONE OF THE PEOPLE MENTIONED IN THE MORSE CODE MESSAGE?! This quartet (now a solo, poor Gregson is the only survivor) really is a rag-tag group that seems to have no noticeable connections between each other. It's dramatic irony that Shinn and Kazuma met in the first trial without even possibly knowing each other's involvement, at least Kazuma didn't.

KAZUMA'S BODY VANISHED HMMMMMMMMMMMMM???

HE COULD STILL BE ALIVE HMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM?????

THERE'SSOMUCHLOREHAPPENINGALLATONCEICAN'TTYPEFASTENOUGH

Harebrayne has gone as crazy as I have. Mood.

Me: HE DOESN'T KNOW WHERE THE WORKSHOP IS?! WAS HE BLINDFOLDED OR SOMETHING?! Harebrayne: I was blindfolded on the way there- Me:

NEW LADY! She's gone :(

Ohhhh so Klint's spirit is rumored to be The Reaper! He's the Hyde to Barok's Jekyll! I hope this is only the tip of the iceberg, but I'm more than ready to dig down myself if I must!

Ough Sithe's theme is sooooo good, that harpsichord is bringing me to a higher plane of existence. WOAH WOAH HEY KID PUT THE KNIVES DOWN!

OH MY GOD A PUPPY! Gregson frets that Gina could die to The Reaper so he wants to keep her safe and take her far away from any danger... aw man now I have a new appreciation for him. I'm not too big on him, but he's a good guy and I do like him, just not as much as the other detectives in this series. Ema Skye supremacy I don't make the rules.

I spy with my little eye a Van Zieks! Perhaps there's a mystery man not to far from here...? I do like that Van Zieks barely ever wears his cloak outside, it makes it look like he only ever wears it in court to make a flamboyant entrance. I like his style.

"I turned as white as a-" "You turned as pale as a-" I GET IT YOU'RE ALL SHOCKED! Were the writers scraping the bottom of the barrel on similes for fear this case?

HE'S HERE! Susato's got the right idea to talk to mystery man! IT'S KAZUMA IT'S GOTTA BE HIM! DON'T LEAVE NOOOOOOOO! OH SHIT HE'S GONNA BE IN COURT WITH VAN ZIEKS AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA HYPEHYPEHYPE! This is the one thing I will genuinely thank Stronghart for, as I don't trust that man as far as I can throw him.

(To Whom It May Concern - @raymondshields)