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[lunarw0rks]

I politely crave moreee awkward placed injures with reader and task force 141. Also why is it so hard to spell awkward like I spend 10 minutes trying to spell it :D

No Filter | Part Two

A/N: I wrote this in an hour, I apologize if it's lackluster. I was picturing the sparring scene from Miss Congeniality while writing this - if you know what I'm talking about I love u. Not proofread.

Summary: From a simple training session to a brawl.

Warning(s): platonic!141, mild language, crackfic, canon-typical "violence", very mild injury/blood, fem!reader, no use of y/n

Word Count: 1.3k

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What you were trying to do was train. The right way.

But did that ever go as planned in this God-forsaken place?

In this God-forsaken task force? Not ever.

It was a simple sparring session, a rare one where everyone was participating. Each member picked a buddy, yours being Gaz—one of the more tolerable, humble men you worked with. Though, he had his sore moments every now and then.

Gaz raised his fists, the both of you dancing around in a circle as you braced for impact. “C’mon, hit me!” He exclaimed, curling his lips into a smug smirk. You squinted at him, returning the playful glare as you debated on your next move.

“What? Get shot in the bits but you can’t punch me?” He chuckled, reminding you of the bullet welt still healing—an awkward reminder of the enemy’s odd aim.

At the mention of it, you swung at him, rendering him on his ass. Kyle groaned and held his throbbing forehead, a tender mark where your gloved fist knocked the cockiness right out of him. “Bloody Christ, I said hit me not give me a brain injury!”

You stifle your belly laugh as best as you could, feeling a sting where you were still healing. Instead, you outstretched a hand, pulling the spiteful Sergeant to his feet. And here you were thinking Garrick would be a less irritating sparring partner. Surely, less obnoxious than Soap, and miles less intimidating than Ghost.

You heard a thud behind the two of you, causing you to turn on your heels and inspect the hilarious scene in front of you. Soap was on his ass, holding a small cut on his brow—one that would leave him with a nasty bruise for weeks. The skull-faced Lieutenant stood over him, arms crossed over his chest as he watched him writhe.

“You got distracted, Johnny. Ended up on your arse.” he taunted, taking a few steps back as Soap regained his footing.

With Ghost’s strength, it could’ve been any limp thrust into Soap’s temple. Your guess? Probably an elbow or knee. Soap pointed a finger at Kyle’s reddened mark where you sucker punched him, as if sitting him in the same boat of embarrassment.

“Look at him! Knocked down by her; a nasty mark that is.” His Scottish accent grew stronger the more heated he got, though Ghost remained untouched by both the activity and the humor.

Soap approached, giving your touchy chest a knock with his fist, “I’m proud of you, lass, sticking up for yourself, especially with this one.” He pointed to Gaz’s disgruntled scowl, an often recurring expression on his youthful face. Though, you were more focused on Johnny’s patronizing—he hadn’t let you live the boob incident down.

That vigor resurfaced, making you sweep Soap’s feet out from under him with just a kick. “I told you not to bring that up, you bastard!” You lunged for him, but he had rolled out of your path, finding his footing again. It was game on now—to hell with proper, tactical training.

Soap gripped your shoulders, sending you both to the foam mat with a grunt. The struggle was entertaining for the rest of them, to say the least. Even Simon; the man nonchalantly stanced to the side, pretending he’s not associated with the clown show playing in front of him.

You ended up on top of him, knees on each side of his head. It took every bit of your might, your training to keep his arms from swatting you in the face. It was like two siblings wrestling over their turn with the remote.

“They’re just—” Johnny grunts, resisting the neck pin, “—too damn distracting!” Oh, he was in for it now. That idiotic smolder on his face, like you weren’t seconds from adding to the nasty bruise on his brow bone.

“My bets on her. She’s got a lot of rage.” Gaz whispered to Simon, holding a cold compress to the throbbing mark on his head.

Ghost turns his attention to Gaz’s laughable appearance, then back to the immature brawl. “Johnny’s like a hungry hound, he won’t go easy. Just like I taught him.”

Simon was right. You got too caught up in your need for vindication, disembarking you into the submissive position, a smirking Soap above you.

Your feet pressed against his toned stomach, your only lifeline because your arms were pinned above your head. “Next time we do a honeypot operation, you’re wearing the thong, MacTavish!” A harsh kick delivered by you, right on his kneecap sent him keeling to the side of you, allowing for your brisk getaway.

You slithered around Gaz, using his frame as a distraction so you could gather yourself. Cheating? Perhaps; but Soap started this, not you. Your eyes peeked around him, now circling around the middleman until an inevitable mistake was made.

“Bet you’d love to see that.” Soap answers your remark from seconds ago, sweat pooling on his bruised brow. Kyle eventually got fed up being used as a wall, yanking your arm and thrusting you towards your mow-hawked opponent.

It wasn’t the quick move he thought it was, however. His foot snagged on yours, sending him tumbling to the ground. And you? You slipped on the ice pack that came flying from Garrick’s grip as he fell. It was like a trio of klutzes all in one room. Surely, no one would be able to picture you three as serious members of the Task Force after all was said and done—but you needed revenge, craved it.

Kyle let out a groan of contempt, barrel rolling out of the way as you and Johnny scuffled again, stumbling along the training room as you attempted head-locks on each other.

Simon retreated into the corner of the room, observing his moronic co-workers as he played with the blade of his knife. Sooner or later, the Captain was either going to find out about this incident second-hand, or walk into this unprofessional brawl. Either way; the skull man was not going to be involved. His fortuitous knee to Soap’s temple was enough to fuel his ego for the day.

You received a few elbows to the rips, some knocks on the side of the head, all while petty insults were thrown at the Scot. It was ridiculous, but in the moment—you were on top of the world, beating Johnny’s arrogance.

You latched onto Johnny’s back, attempting to finally give him a well-deserved choke hold. What did you get instead? A forearm to the nose, a small smear of blood on your wrist when you instinctively raised a hand to your throbbing nose.

Soap was chuckling… until he witnessed you compose yourself within a matter of seconds. The saying he heard once; hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. He believed it to be true the moment he saw you charge him, a disabling kick to his balls. Not strong enough to leave him impotent—enough to make him see stars.

You got ahead of yourself too, delivering the kick too soon after a blow to the face. You lost your balance, finding yourself crumpled on the floor beside MacTavish. Unless it was literal life or death, neither of you were continuing this tussle.

“What the hell is going on in here?”

Everyone’s heads perked up at the sound of the Captain’s irritation. Imagining the scene from his perspective made sense; Kyle pouting with an ice pack on his head, you holding a bloodied nose while stunned, Soap clutching his wounded manhood, and Simon in the corner sharpening a blade.

It was in his nature to keep professional, though he had to fight the urge to cackle.

“You were supposed to be training with each other, not partaking in catfights.” He cleared his throat. “Will someone explain to me why everyone but Simon is injured?” John crept closer, hands behind his back as he hovered over the two of you, inspecting the evidence on your faces.

Soap raised his head, mouth open to speak, but the Captain cut him off. “Not you.”

You gritted your teeth, still in the midst of catching your breath, “he talked about the boobs again.” It was a humiliated mumble, like a child caught in a lie. As if there weren't enough staff meetings caused by this unit specifically…

“My office. Now, all three of you.”

[alliebirb]

ok your revo children ocs are a d o r b s 🥹🥹🥹 do you have any headcanons on them?? tell us moreee

Beloved revo bby anon………. i am so sorry it has taken me so long to return to you……… but i thought of you out on the battlefield……. Stored this ask in a locket that ended up saving me from a bullet….. i hope you will accept several chiyoko and senbi arts as my apology for leaving you at the window for so long.

anyways:

RAGGHHHHHH💝💝💕💖💖💕💕💖💖⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️ THANK YOU FOR ASKING ABOUT MY GRANDCHILDREN ˚‧º·(˚ ˃̣̣̥᷄⌓˂̣̣̥᷅ )‧º·˚ i would LOVE to give some hcs!!!!!!

A LOT of senbi and chiyoko fun facts and arts below the cut!!!

Chiyoko!!!!

- first meets atem when she’s 4, and oml within like 2 months she has him wrapped around her little finger just like her momma

- She would follow atem around like a shadow, cheerfully parroting atem’s greetings to palace guards the the royal court

-except set, she’ll hide behind atem under his cape if she sees him coming. set isnt trying to scare her or anything, he just has major rbf, is like 6’3, and doesnt know how to approach talking to children. Atem tries his best to get them to converse but set just shuffles awkwardly as his cousin tries to get chiroko to relinquish her death grip on his tunic.

- older than her brother by 5-6 years, and is so so so excited when senbi is born!!!!! little baby brother!!!!!! stays protective of him (and anzu) from when he was an infant into adult years (also atem to an extent)

- chiyo would get along with mana like 2 peas in a pod!! Mahad would love her to b i t s, but his calmer, more paternal/fraternal energy towards atem would multiply with chiyoko and he would treat her like small precious baby while mana is just like “hey kiddo wanna see me turn your dad into a frog real quick” just to see her laugh (and fuck with atem, two birds, one stone)

- she went through ages 5-8 fully believing that atem was her biological father and would constantly be asking when her multicolored hair would come in. Atem never had the heart to tell her and would just say “wont be long now!!” Anzu had to break the news and chiyoko went through the evening with her arms crossed pointedly turning her entire body away from Atem.

- When she turned 16, she ended up dip dying her hair red and anzu complimented how nice it looked while atem sobbed into her shoulder (i will forever hold art of this from @shinayashipper SO close to my heart)

- they may not be biologically related, but i stg, chiyoko inherited atem’s competitive love of games through osmosis

- That combined with anzu’s determination leads to a tyrannical warlord during family uno

- thinks jonouchi is the coolest EVER and jonouchi actively rubs his favorite uncle status diRECTLY into honda’s face

- secretly thinks mai is even cooler but is too spooked to talk to her

- Also gets really close to anzu’s dad, and gets SO excited to spend summer days in the countryside catching beetles and wading through creeks! She runs ahead while Hitoshi holds senbi’s hand and answers his gardening questions

- Definitely comes home every day after school with an absurd amount of dirt and grass stains

- grows up with confidence and assuredness to rival her parents

- fun fact!! Chiyoko is named after the mc from satoshi kon’s Millennium Actress since in convergence (longfic concept where she first came up) she’s yanked around with anzu in the time travel mumbo jumbo from japan to egypt

- as she grows up, chiyoko ends up looking v v similar to anzu’s mom, but just replace kiori’s scowl and gray eyes with a smile and hitoshi’s brown eyes (more oc stuff). Also v fashionable!!!

Senbi:

- born when anzu and atem are in their late twenties, post-marriage, and while he has some of atem’s hair coloration style and skin tone, his eyes and hair color are all anzu - much to anzu’s dismay and atem’s adoration (atem is now tied around two little fingers at once)

- Shy boy!!! When he was small, there was always one hand holding onto to atem or anzu’s pants leg or holding chiyo’s hand

- Doesn’t have a competitive bone in his body, just wants to have fun and tbh, doesnt love games all that much!

- older senbi would love watching chiyoko and atem go ham on each other during games and will be sharing popcorn with anzu as they both roll their eyes

- as a child, likes to sit with anzu quietly and read his picture books, or sit on atem’s lap as he works through a crossword

- Senbi always takes a while to go to sleep and when he was little, anzu would sit in his bed and read aloud whatever performance arts book she’s been reading. Eventually, he would fall asleep, but many times, Atem wakes up alone and walks in to senbi’s room to see anzu conked out.

- Senbi and yugi rlly vibe and have the same wallflower energy so!! He always gets rlly excited when yugi comes to visit, bringing him to his room to show him all the cool picture books he got from the library this week

- To which yugi ofc sits there as happy as can be and engaging with everything “omg i LOVE robots, what’s that one about??? :DD”

- ((Many years later, senbi would start working on his own color tattoo sleeve bc he’s always thought yugi’s looked SO COOL, and if yugi learned this he would be sobbing on the floor))

- and unlike chiyo, out of atem’s pseudo-siblings, bibi would definitely get along best with Mahad, and would love to just sit in his study with him and watch Mahad write on scrolls and test spells

- would have one of those city apartments stuffed full of plants and books

-Chiyoko was always the protective older sister, he could yell for her and she would come barreling in from wherever she was, ready to throw down. This still stands true into adulthood, though chiyoko is more likely to verbally assault someone than punch them

- while chiyoko would love looking for all the bugs and frogs and snakes on the family summer trips to the countryside, senbi would not. One time, chiyoko was excitedly showing everyone the giant beetle she found and it flew right towards senbi’s face. Atem had to spend the rest of the day inside with senbi watching cartoons.

- Jono and Honda like pulling little scare pranks on chiyoko as she loves chasing them around for retribution, but if they accidentally spook senbi as collateral, anzu’s hitting them with a chair

- really into art and while he cant draw amazingly, he loves visiting artist exhibitions and alleys. will spend his entire paycheck.

- would be a tattoo artist!

THANK YOU AGAIN SM FOR THIS ASK IM SO SORRY IT TOOK ME SO LONG BUT I NEEDED TO GIVE IT THE ATTENTION IT DESERVED!!!!!

may the cat revo bbies bless you and PLEASE come into my askbox again, i SWEAR i will be faster……. Probably…

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Requested: Yes

@imsouyya: Would love a part 2 where reader moves on with another guy and Hanako gets upset and sad 🚶 I love angst

@mafumafuuu-u: ik this is kinda late but maybe akane or teru? Maybe even tsukasa but the other 2 make more sense bc of sc🤭 I think u should add kou shaming hanako and yashiro 4 what they did? Depending on how close they are. Anyways I love cheating arcs and I love getting over a bastard arcs even moreee💋

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Pairing: Minamoto Teru x Reader, Hanako(Yugi Amane) x Reader

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Warning: none

Genre: Angst, fluff,

Keys:

Y/n- your name, f/d- favorite drink,

A/n: I had fun writing this 2nd part! I’m thinking that I probably should separate this into 2 parts(part 2 and part 3) cause this might get a bit too long- this is so late again.. TT

So in this story, since I mentioned Y/n was going to college, let's say that Kamome has an academy building. I forgot to mention that they’re slightly older here so that the story makes sense-

Reader: Female

Click here to see the other part(s)  - Part 1 - Part 2 (Here)

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You ran through the halls, wanting to get away from that cheating bastard you once called your lover. Luckily, everyone was long gone. Nobody else could see you in this state of vulnerability. Tears have clouded your vision and you roughly wiped your eyes as you desperately wanted to leave.

Suddenly, you tripped on your foot. You closed your eyes as you awaited for the rough landing. Instead, you felt a pair of hands grab ahold of your shoulders, keeping you up. “Y/n? Is there something wrong? You’re crying...” A male voice sounded concerned. You silently cursed yourself. ‘I thought he left already.’ You thought to yourself.

You pushed yourself away from him, quickly wiping your tears and putting on a smile. “Teru! I didn't know you were still here. I thought you left. What’s up?” Your shaky voice and puffy eyes didn’t help erase suspicions.

“What’s going on? I heard shouting.” He scanned you, trying to find clues that can help him know what’s happening. “You did?” You silently panicked. “It’s probably nothing-” Teru furrowed his brows and crossed his arms at your stubbornness. “I heard your voice, I didn’t know what you were talking about with Hanako but it seemed personal.” He let his arms fall to his sides as he sighed. You looked away guiltily. “Y/n, please talk to me. I want to help you.”

You looked at his eyes after a few moments, his face showing concern that you caved in. “Me and Hanako broke up..” You wanted to continue talking, but that scene made you sick. Teru got the memo, noticing that it was that bad. His fists clenched. “I’ll talk to him later.” His voice dark.

You held his wrist and told him not to, that it isn’t worth it. “Are you sure?” You nodded, slightly tightening your hold as if he’d escape when you let go. He frowned, but understood. “Do you want me to stay with you for a while? Help you cope.” You gave him a small smile.”That would be nice.” He reciprocated the smile but much sweeter, walking beside you away from the school to your home.

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Hanako went around the school to try and find you, but had no luck. “Crap, did she leave already?” He went in every room and checked every crack to where you could hide, but to no avail. “Did I take it too far?”

“Take what too far?” A male voice asked. Hanako jumped and immediately summoned his knife, quickly turning around to see it was just Kou. He lowered his weapon and deadpanned. “It’s just you.” Kou seemed offended by this. “What do you mean ‘it’s just you’?! What are you planning?”

Hanako rolled his eyes and ignored the boy, muttering something along the lines of ‘At Least it wasn’t your brother who found me.’. He continued to float sulkingly as he lost hope in finding you. He sat on a desk, his back facing the young blond. Silence in the room, until Hanako broke it. “Hey, have you seen Y/n?” The question caught Kou off guard.

“No, I haven’t. Did something happen to her?” Worry was evident on the oblivious boy, thinking the worst possible outcomes were that you got lost and were trying to fight a supernatural. Hanako didn’t say a word, which irritated Kou. He stomped towards Hanako and faced his sulky demeanor. Kou repeated his question, to which Hanako responded. “It’s nothing.”

“If you don’t tell me what happened, I might not be able to help. Y/n’s my friend too, I care for her. So tell me-” Hanako gritted his teeth at Kou’s persistent words that he snapped. “I don’t need your help anymore! My problem isn’t your business so forget about it. Forget I asked you anything.” Then Hanako disappeared.

Kou became confused at Hanako’s behavior, and decided to find Yashiro to ask her about it. He found her sitting in the hallway in a fetal position. But when he asked, Yashiro’s eyes immediately widened before covering her face.

“I- I don’t want to talk about it..” She muttered. Kou crouched to her level and said “Okay then, take your time.” Kou briefly became silent before talking again “Do you want to go outside to help you forget or something? If you want to, of course.”

She looked up a bit, her eyes only showing. “I don’t know..” “We can stay here then, or do you want to be alone? You can always talk to me about it.” Yashiro froze, before patting the floor beside her. “I guess you can stay for a while.” Kou smiled at the answer and sat beside her.

They both sat in silence, Kou wanted to say something but kept himself shut, not wanting to make Yashiro uncomfortable.

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Teru walked you to your home. You both stood at the door. “Do you need me? I can help you with anything.” He suggested, your eyes widened. “No no thank you! You already did a lot by walking me over here.” He pouted at your answer and faced the door. “Are your parents home?” He asked.

“Um.. No, they’ll be home late- HEY!” You shouted in surprise as he took out a key hiding below your welcome mat and opened the door, welcoming himself in. You followed behind him. “Don’t you know it’s rude to invite yourself in?!”

He looked at you with an innocent smile. “Oh really? You’ll be alone after all. Thought you might need a friend to take your mind off things.” You huffed, face heating up before you snatched the key from him and closed the door. Teru smiled triumphantly. You turned on the lights and placed your bag somewhere. “Wait for me in the kitchen, I’ll be back.” Teru hummed, walking through the familiar hall.

You quickly changed your clothes into a more comfortable outfit. Then running to the kitchen to see if Teru burned anything. He skimmed through the foods you have in your fridge. He jolted up in surprise when you hit his arm. “Oh, hey Y/n.” He smiled. You deadpanned, crossing your arms as you both stared at each other for a while.

It was interrupted when the refrigerator started beeping due to the open door. Teru quickly closed it and chuckled awkwardly. He muttered an apology and you forgave him, opening the fridge to see what you have.

Teru being taller than you, resting his head on yours and scanned the fridge with you. “Can I have that?” He pointed to a drink. You took the drink and gave it to him, taking a few snacks and your favorite drink before closing the door and walking towards the living room. He stood up straight and came behind you. “It’s been a long time since I went here. It changed.” He sat on the couch as you placed the snacks on the table.

“It’s just some new stuff and moved furniture, nothing special.” You answered. You sat beside him and drank some f/d. Teru glanced at you and smiled. “I think it’s nice.” You gave him a questioning glance and tilted your head. Glancing at the clock, he noticed that it was time for his favorite show.

He took the remote and turned on the tv. “What’s that?” You asked. “It’s a documentary about supernaturals.” He relaxed on his seat, listening to the voice of the reporter. “I thought you already knew all about them.”

“I just like watching people make up new creatures, nothing interesting though.”

“I see.” You munched some chips, handing some to Teru, who gladly accepted the offer. You both were silently listening to the documentary, until Teru spoke up. “You haven’t told me about what happened.” You froze, hugging a pillow. You opened your mouth, then closed it. 

Teru silently cursed under his breath when he saw your expression. He wrapped his arms around you, letting you lean your head on his shoulder. Sniffles were heard from you as tears rolled down your eyes. He tried to calm you down, profusely apologizing and telling you that everything will be okay.

“I- I’m such a bad girlfriend to- *hic* Hanako..” Your muffled voice was not unheard to Teru. He kept silent, letting you continue to vent out your feelings. “D- did I drive Hanako to do that because of my work? Maybe I shouldn't have been in the- the student council.”

“You wanted and loved to be in the student council. Don’t let someone else’s wants block your dreams. You’re the one who is making decisions for your life.” He defended. The mention of Hanako and his selfish desire made Teru’s blood boil.

“I-if I stayed with Hanako, a-and *hic* went with him and hung out with him, would he not kiss Yashiro?” His hands turned into a fist as his face darkened. “He did that?” You closed your eyes, his low voice sending you shivers. You nodded after a while.

“Is it my fault that he did that? It’s my fault, isn’t it..?” He gently pushed you so that he could see your face. Your eyes were puffy, streaks of tears visible on your cheeks, nose red, and you were frowning. Teru gently wiped your tears with his thumb. “It’s not your fault, Y/n.”

He carefully laid you down on your back on the couch, and he stood up. “Stay here okay? I’ll go grab you your blanket. We can..” He looked around for an idea, until his eyes landed on the tv. “-Watch a movie. How does that sound?”

Unable to answer, you nodded. Teru gave you a reassuring smile before he left the room. You waited, staring at the ceiling with nothing to think about except the memory you wanted to forget, playing again and again like a broken record player.

You were so focused that you failed to notice that Teru came back with your pillow and blanket. He quietly placed the pillow under your head and placed the blanket above your chest, making sure that your feet are nicely tucked in. It wasn’t too hot nor cold in the room, but it was a bit chilly.

He sat on the floor in front of the couch and began browsing netflix. “So, what do you want to watch?” His voice took you out of your mind, you turned to face the television. “I dunno. Pick anything you want.”

Teru continued to browse netflix until he found the one. He stopped on a movie that you, Kou, and Teru have seen together a few years ago. “That? Really?” He only chuckled at your words. “Yea, I thought that maybe we should watch it again.” He remembered that you used to love that movie.

The fact that he remembered the old movie you used to watch made your heart flutter. In the middle of the movie, your eyes continued to divert between the tv to Teru, then Teru to the tv. Teru, who felt someone staring at him, looked at you “Are you okay? What do you want me to do?” You were embarrassed that you got caught so you hid your face in the blanket.

A hand brought down your blanket to under your chin. “Don’t do that. You might suffocate.” He smiled so brightly that you closed your eyes. “So.. Bright..” You whispered. Teru heard you and looked at the window, thinking that you wanted darkness in the room. So he stood up and closed the curtains and turned off the light, the only light source coming from the television.

He plopped back on the floor. “Do you need anything else? I’ll grab it for you.” You shook your head. Teru nodded before continuing to watch the movie.

This was the most relaxed you got this few months. Every day you had to file paperworks and help other students, then do homework and get ready for college. You barely had time to rest, let alone talk to peers.

‘I’m so lucky to have someone like Teru.’. You closed your eyes and began to drift into unconsciousness. When the movie had ended, Teru yawned and said “So, did you enjoy the-” he looked back to see that you were already asleep. He softly smiled at your sleeping figure, then carried you back to your bed.

“Sleep well Y/n.” He kissed your forehead before leaving the room. Out in the hallway, his phone rang. He quickly answered, noticing that it was Kou. “Teru-nii! Where are you? You’re supposed to be at home minutes ago.”

Teru leaned on a wall as he listened to his younger brother rant. “I’m at Y/n’s at the moment.. She needs me right now, so I might stay overnight.”

“Ne, did you know that Hanako was looking for Y/n earlier? Weird right?” The sounds of sizzling were heard from the other line. Teru stayed silent, his anger at the ghost coming back to him.

“Teru-nii? Are you there?”

“Ah yes, I was just in thought.” He laughed it off. “Hmm, sure..” Kou said “Do you want me to go there and make food for you both?”

Teru kindly shook off the offer “Don’t worry, I’ll just cook instead.”

A loud clang was heard as Kou accidentally dropped a plate. “WHAT?? NO DON’T COOK TERU-NII!! I’LL GO THERE LATER–”

“Are you calling Teru-oniichan?!” Tiara’s excited voice came as she went into the kitchen. “Clumsy Kou-oniichan.. You made a mess..” The little girl cringed as the mokke she was holding began eating the dropped food. She quickly carried the mokke and scolded Fairy.

Teru chuckled as he heard the commotion, unfortunately, he wasn’t there to witness it. Tiara heard his oldest brother and became excited. “Kou-oniichan, can I talk to Teru-oniichan please? Pretty pleaseee?” Not being the one to resist her cuteness, Kou immediately gave the phone to the youngest, who started talking about her day to Teru.

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[kaissauce]

Oh I would love to hear your essay on Kirby's personality please, if you still have it! You have a really lovely interpretation and its alway nice to see people talk about love :D

Thank you! i still have the essay it is a bit old but im too lazy to revise it entirely so it’s flawed but i think i got the important points down

i didnt look at the manga interpretations of kirby because there’s a lot of them and there’s not much of note

im putting the essay under read moreee

Kirby: A deep dive into a pond

The Kirby franchise is one of the bigger ones out there. It’s been around since 1992 and has about 38 games since then. Despite being pretty popular, when you ask people just who Kirby is they’ll probably give you simple answers like “he’s that little pink ball who’s happy and innocent” or “that guy who fights gods over cake”, but just how accurate are these descriptions? Who really is Kirby?

To answer this question, I’ll be looking at three different mediums of the Kirby franchise, the game, the novels, and the anime. Of which, have different canons and portray Kirby in different ways. I’ll start off with the game iteration. In the very first Kirby game, there isn’t much to Kirby. There’s no dialogue or pause screen descriptions. Anything personality-wise can only be guessed from his actions. In this game, Kirby sets off to get the sparkling stars and food that King Dedede stole and bring it back to the people of Dream Land. From this alone we can tell how kind he is for going out of his way to fight all these enemies and bosses to give food back to the people. In Dream Land 2 and 3 he saves Popstar yet again, even saving King Dedede from Dark Matter despite their qualms in the past. However, Kirby’s Adventure is an interesting one, as it deviates from the black and white good and bad that was set up in the Dream Land games. Though King Dedede split up the star rod, preventing the Fountain of Dreams from flowing, he did it to prevent Nightmare from giving everyone in Dream Land bad dreams. Kirby doesn’t know this and immediately assumes that King Dedede is up to no good. He pieces the star rod together and defeats King Dedede, but as he approaches the fountain to put the star rod in its rightful place, King Dedede tries to stop him. Though, it isn’t out of malicious intent. He shakes his head and looks worried. Kirby doesn’t listen to him and puts the star rod back in the fountain. Only to release Nightmare. Kirby’s completely shocked by this, not knowing what to do. Luckily King Dedede doesn’t hesitate to get Kirby up there to fight Nightmare. This game’s important for the development of both Dedede’s and Kirby’s characters. It shows us that Dedede’s grown from the king who would steal from his citizens and that Kirby isn’t flawless. It highlights a glaring flaw of Kirby’s: he doesn’t stop to talk it out. Never does he resolve something by talking or reasoning with the big bad, which tends to work out most of the time, but in Kirby’s Adventure and Squeak Squad, the dangers of this are shown with Nightmare and Dark Nebula respectively. Although, the dangers aren’t permanent due to how powerful Kirby is.

Kirby doesn’t speak in most of the games besides a “hi” every now and then. He does in Kirby’s Avalanche, a spin-off typically viewed as non-canon and “out-of-character”, and is shown to be quite cocky and sassy. He calls Poppy bros sr.’s bombs “pathetic”, insults Broom Hatter’s avalanche skills, “I'd worry more about cleaning up your Avalanche skills first”, as well as insults Kracko’s aiming skills “You couldn't hit a barn sized lightning rod, Kracko”. However this is not the only time Kirby is shown to be cocky. In the pause screen descriptions of main games, Kirby is sometimes the one to be describing his copy ability, which happened more commonly in the games before Return to Dream Land. From these descriptions, Kirby’s personality especially shines. Some are goofy like tornado and freeze, “Spin spin spin spin spin Spinspinspinspin Spinspinspin AAAAAUGGHH!”, “Stop! Come no closer! I'll chill you to the bone!” and some are confident and cocky, “Flaming tackle time! Who's gonna stop me?”, “No one can hurt me! Look out below!”. Generally these descriptions have an upbeat charm to them, which matches how positive Kirby tends to be. Although, Kirby isn’t always happy-go-lucky all the time, which is highlighted by a joke in Super Star Ultra that wasn’t translated that clearly. In the english version, the narrator calls Kirby a “jolly fellow” prompting Kirby to make a frowning face. In the Japanese version, it’s more clear as to why he makes that expression, because the narrator’s being dismissive of any chance of Kirby having troubles by essentially saying he has nothing to worry about. Kirby is generally a happy person, yes, but he still feels other emotions and it’s not out of character for him to get angry or sad, even over small things like getting knocked out of a tree while looking for apples (Scene in Epic Yarn) and not getting anything at the picnic (End goal game of Crystal Shards).

Kirby also proves himself to be pretty smart, able to reprogram robots, able to drive, able to raise baby chicks and a very skilled fighter. He’s also independent, though Meta Knight and King Dedede are sometimes seen as mentors to Kirby by many fans; while in reality they're more so rivals and friends.

So that’s how the game Kirby is, what about the Kirby in the anime? This Kirby is notably different because of how much younger he is. Awoken 200 years too early according to Meta Knight, this Kirby is a baby. Like the game Kirby, he tends to be positive and has a sense of justice, fighting and defeating monsters almost every episode. Unlike the game Kirby, they need guidance and tend to be pretty oblivious as well as gullible. Tiff, Tuff, and Meta Knight all help with this, with the first two taking older sibling roles and Meta Knight taking a weird mentor that doesn’t seem as helpful as he should be. This Kirby is also very kind hearted and even befriends three monsters, Chilly, Phan Phan, and a baby Galbo. He isn’t nearly as powerful or smart as his game counterpart and he is notably a lot more emotional, which makes sense considering he is a lot younger.

The Kirby in the novels written by Mie Takase, is more similar to the game Kirby than the one in the anime is. Notably this novel really exaggerates Kirby’s impulsiveness and love for food. He’s also pretty weak in comparison, mostly when he doesn’t have an ability. However, the biggest difference between this one and the game one is that he’d actually try to talk things out before resorting to violence. He is also more emotional than his game counterpart, getting much angrier at Magolor’s betrayal and even gets scared when he sees that Void Termina looks like him.

^ That’s where the essay ends it’s incomplete and im too lazy to make a proper conclusion but im gonna add on some stuff

My take away from all these iterations are that some constants of Kirby are that he cares about his friends and wants to protect them, trusting to a fault (could be taken as he’s naïve but i see it as he sees the good in everyone), generally positive, and rash

as for why my interpretation is the way it is, yes a good chunk of it is projection but it’s also to highlight different sides to him and make him more of a person, because if that polygon interview taught me anything it’s that Kirby’s supposed to reflect the player’s emotions, not his. And frankly I find that boring! I want to see him express extreme emotions I enjoy the subtle hints to his personality in the pause screens of his abilities in older games i enjoy his sassy remarks in avalanche.

essentially im trying to build off of what little is put in place to give him a fleshed out personality. the constants i listed above are what I try to incorporate in it, and as i built off of those i find other traits to give him, like strict moral code which stems from his rashness and care.

call it overanalyzing but i find it fun despite how tedious it may seem picking out the tiniest details (and i mean TINY. i even took the fact that Kirby sent Marx into the nova at the end of their fight into account as spitefulness–because he didn’t NEED to do that but dude was pissed) to build a character around when there’s other characters that have much more basis.

thank u for reading, sincerely kaissauce who is up at midnight typing this last part so idk how comprehensive it is anyway thanks for asking this so i had an excuse to ramble about kirby

[thenwhatthefukcisthis]

Just wanted to say I love your blog and love your tags!!! If you had to pick which of JGLs movies would be Arthurs origin/backstory, which would you choose?

Thank you so much! I love yours moreee

let me tell you a secret *whispers* I imagine every jgl character pre 2010 to be arthurs origin story.

oh that boy who loved baseball? he ran away from his foster home and joined dreamshare. that abused teen who was selling himself in street? last time anyone heard about him was when a nice French lady was talking to him. the boy detective who left high school after the death of his girlfriend? a squinty eyed handsome man had a meeting with him and offered to fund for his higher studies after seeing his potential. the heartbroken greeting card maker hung up on summer? he did pursue his passion for architecture, just not in the awake world :DD

but my absolute favourite is the teenager alien/information officer from 3rd rock growing up to be the point man we all love. might do another post why I think he suits the most

what’s yours? :D

[saerotonins]

#⭐️ JJK ASK: Satoru & Sukuna how do you guys feel about the characters dynamic?? I feel like we didn’t get a lot of scene of them just talking 😭😩 YOU BOHT ARE SMOKING HOT I need to now do guys work out together ???! Pls tell the work out routine so I can find a girlfriend 😔😔

Ps: co-producer rica I need you to replace gege 🙏🏽

I love you writingggg it so funny and entertaining!! I look forward for moreee!!!!!😩😘

satoru: it's definitely an interesting dynamic that's for sure, the strongest and the king of curses? definitely something i would be paying to watch *laughs* thank you for the compliment, i knew my hard work paid off *winks*

sukuna: *groans* gross, you're really flirting right now? but anyway, i think sender had a typo and meant ME *shrugs and sticks his tongue out*

satoru: alright buddy, keep dreaming *laughs* but yes! me, sukuna, and toji often workout together when we have time, but it's mostly toji and sukuna doing all the spotting and i'm just minding my own business :P

sukuna: *nods* mhm, so you agree that you're a deadweight?

satoru: *gasps* i never said such thing! not my fault you guys are more knowledgeable than workouts than i am *crosses his arms*

sukuna: *playfully rolls his eyes* whatever. but as for a workout routine, we mostly just do the basics to maintain our shape and enough to keep our stamina improving which helps us in our fight scenes. i can't really share a specific workout routine since different bodies have different needs. but i suggest you know your body goals so you know what you can work on *smiles*

sukuna: anyway, i'm positive you can still get a girlfriend, i believe in you, this guy right here managed to have a partner. i believe you can too *chuckles*

satoru: hey! what was that supposed to mean? D:

co-producer rica's note: AHH nonnie!! you are so sweet!! although, i don't think director gege would approve of the idea LMAO but thank you so much for loving the things i have put out!! i really appreciate it, thank you sososo much <33!!

[bullshit-bulltrue]

☆ hawk talk 8/14/23 ☆

so i found out that my school practically treats PDA as The Big Bad Sin™️

like literally in our handbook it says it is NOT tolerated under ANY means

so like

even if i had the courage to hug my friends

i fucking can't

unless the monitors aren't paying attention but like

what if one day i'm like crying in the hallway and my bestie sees me and wants to give me a hug

but like they can't 0_0

and vice-versa

FUCK

okie. anyway.

lanie is out of town visiting family :(

BUT I STILL GOT TO EAT LUNCH WITH SOMEONE

and if you've been following along, you would know the person i ate lunch with is Delgado

✨️✨️✨️

we'll go back to that in a sec, i promise (highlight of my day)

so since it was an odd day i went to history & geo first

so we get there and we have a debate on whether school should start earlier/same time or later

and i of course backed up my reasoning with evidence unlike everyone else

they're all dumbasses

and the sleezy hoebags behind me started trying to fuck with my hair

but then i hit one of them <3

so then mr. m had us go over the fire drill and where to go in case of smth happening during his period

so we went outside and lined up where we would in case of an emergency

and then the desk buddy bitch asked for the answers to a quiz and i gave her the wrong ones <3

so then that was it for history & geo

andddd it turns out that delgado passes the math room on his way to his next period so i have to make sure i don't look like utter shit BEFORE MATH TOO

i felt bad tho bc i almost hit him 😭😭

so when i was walking towards the math room my back was turned to him so i obvi didn't know it was him when he tapped me on the shoulder

and it scared the crap outta me cus the recent school day (last friday) some dick did that to me and i hit him

and i thought it was the same guy

but it wasn't, it was delgado <3

and he just wanted to make sure we were still good for lunch and this is how the convo went:

d: *taps my shoulder* hey so lunch today, right?

me: *puts fist down after i realized it was him* yeah!

d: oh and also what do you have for first period?

me: [insert history & geo teacher's name]

d: oh cool. where you going next?

me: math with Mr. H. right here *points at door*

d: *groans* i just came back from math. that's my first fucking period 🙄

me: *laughs* ahh it's my 2nd. well, technically 3&4 but ykwim (if you need me to explain the schedules lmk)

d: Okay well i gtg

me: yeah me too, see you in like an hour or some shit *smiles and waves*

d: *smiles and waves back*

sooooo

then math

these bitches at my table

are fucking horrible

i'm trying to do a placement exam

and they keep talking

like BITCH I DID NOT MAKE IT TO AN ACCELERATED CLASS JUST FOR Y'ALL TO BE THE REASON WHY I FAILED

TAKE YOUR ASSES AND CHEAT ON THE EXAM SOMEWHERE ELSE HOES

I DO NOT HAVE TIME FOR YOUR BULLSHIT

"wElL Mr H sAiD wE CaN tAlK" "We ArEnT eVeN bEiNg LoUd"

SHUT THE FUCK UP

HE SAID WE CAN TALK ABOIT MATH AND UR LITERALLY TALKING ABOUT YO UGLY ASS FACE

so that was fun.

oh and also Mr. H (the teacher) draws so we can like give him a photo and he'll draw like the outline and give it back to us to color and then hang it up in the room!! so i'm gonna ask him if he can draw Stitch or smth so i can color it and hang it in the classroom!

yk if i remember lol

oh and like towards the end of class i went to the bathroom to fix myself up a little bit™️ bc on odd days i have

✨️english class✨️

after math <3

so i put on my favorite lipstick and tamed my hair a bit more and just made sure my clothes looked alright and shit lol

i also cleaned up my boots too while i was at it <3

i love my boots so much

i want moreee

like

actually i don't want more

i NEED more

if i had the money, i would be a doc martens addict and i'd have hundreds of pairs

but alas

bitches are expensive

*sads*

okeu anywayy

i get back to class and these hoes are still talking about the girliest shit ever i literally was going to kill myself if i had to listen to anymore of it

so then we started packing up and then we left

AND THENNNN

ENGLISH CLASS TIME

so we all lined up outside the door bc the teacher wasn't in yet (Mrs. K)

and i tried to stand next to him (delgado) but this bitch got in line RIGHT before me so she was in-between us :/

but thats alr cus he sorts slowed down in line and i caught up so we walked in the room around the same time

and i was wearing a shirt with a Mexican food place and Mrs. K was like "oh my gosh that's my favorite Mexican restaurant in [insert location]!!" and i was like "yeah its pretty good. well, for white people cooking the food. the only real Mexican food you get is from Mexico, or your mamás kitchen" and delgado looked at me like he knew lol so that's when he sorta started catching on that I'm Mexican too

it's nice not to have to tell someone about my ethnicity for once and them figuring it out on their own

so yeah <3

and we had to finish these state mandated tests bc we got only like halfway done on friday

so me and delgado were writing each other notes and doodles to help keep ourselves awake and not fall asleep during that godforsaken fucking test 😭😭

so after we got done (we finished our tests around the same time lol) Mrs. K let us kinds do our own thing as long as we weren't disruptive

so i read DPS and he was playing some game on his Chromebook

and it was so funny bc he had his chromebook on mute but you can tell when he lost and stuff bc he would make a fist and be like "noooo" really quietly

idk

it was funny to me, at least

and there was someone's alarm going off and it sounded like the beep a bomb makes before it goes off

and ofc my mind immediately went to JD <3

and then me, delgado, baseball guy, and d's short bestie all looked at each other like "you hear that 👀"

and then me and delgado crossed ourselves and said "el padre, el hijo y el espíritu santo" but he said it in english lol

and like he's so sweet

so not only did he double check we were still eating lunch together in the hallway but he also asked again at the end of english class

ik it may not seem like anything to you but it means a lot to me

bc i'm always the one to make sure plans are still plans and i feel annoying for asking so many times and that i'm bothering the other person and it just feels nice to have someone else take the time to ask, yk?

so it also turns out our lockers aren't that far away from each other's so even though he's English Class Crush™️ he also qualifies as Hallway Crush™️

speaking of hallway crushes

yk Luca? his locker and also Mikey's (Michael, but we all call him Mikey) lockers are close-ish to mine

so yeah that's great/sarc

it is, in fact, not great.

BECAUSE THAT MEANS I CANNOT RISK LOOKING LIKE SHIT IN THE MORNING

i mean i make sure i always look somewhat good before i leave the house

BUT STILL

anyway

we go to lunch and his friend Alex comes along and im like ooo cool i get to meet his friend

and i sat down and saved us some seats while they went to get the food from the lunch people

so when they come and sit down i was hoping that i would sit next to delgado bc that was the whole fucking point of eating lunch with him

but Alex sits his ass right in between us

but like ig Alex is a protective friend or smth?? idk but like yeah i didn't take offense or anything bc id be the same way

we were stil able to talk tho <3

and anyway they come and sit down and the lunch for the 14th was grilled cheese

but lemme tell you

that, was in fact, not grilled cheese

it looked like two soggy pieces of bread with orange food coloring in the middle

that cheese? was NOT cheese

and i was like oh hell nah no way is Boy Bestie™️ eating whatever the fuck that government looking waste was

so i was like dude have what you want out of my lunch, there's no way you're eating that on my watch

and i was like hey Alex you can go ahead and eat my lunch too

so Alex took the dragonfruit and smth else i think

and delgado had the tortillas mi mamá packed for me

again, i wasn't hungry at all because i had thrown up earlier but i forced myself to eat something before i passed out

oh and forgot to mention

delgado fr said "AYYY MEXICAN STYLEEE" bc i had the tortillas wrapped up in tinfoil and some chorizo con papas y huevos and i was like "HELL YEAHHH"

idk if the white people understand this or not but like this was a bonding moment for us bc there aren't a whole lot of mexicans at our school

so like to see that we're apart of the same culture is really nice

oh and he was also like "my mom makes that like every morning!" and i was like "my mom made it yesterday and decided to pack me some for lunch!"

i would've given him like a fist bump or smth but i wasn't gon put my arm across Alex to get to delgado cus like

just no

so anyway sometime in the middle of lunch i was eating my food and then

poof

woosh

*shimmery sound effects*

THEY'RE GONE

I DON'T KNOW HOW OR WHEN BUT THESE BITCHES JUST VANISHED

SO THEN I WAS LIKE NO NO NO I'M GONNA HAVE TO BE ALONE FOR THE NEXT 20 MINUTES WHYYY

but i didn't wanna move and go look for them bc not only are we not allowed to i also thought maybe they just needed to go the the bathroom

so i just sat there looking like a kicked puppy with sad eyes because i'm not fucking tall enough to look for them in the crowd of gross teenagers

so i just sit there and text my friend because when i lose my friends (and this has happened since elementary) i get really aggressive bc i get overstimed so yk i texted my friend to calm myself down

anyway

lunch over

i get my shit from my locker and head to gym

we go over where we will sit for attendance

and then we go over fire drill procedures and shit

and then we spend most of our time doing jackshit

and like the last 20 minutes of class coach was like okay you can play basketball with the boys orstand around idrc bc we only have a little but till the end of the day

so i channeled my inner white girl and just watched delgado play basketball

and like he's one of the only guys who actually knows how to fuckin play 😭😭

also this one kid got hit in the back of the head and fell straight forward and on his face like a looney tunes character

comedic gold right there

and at the end of phys ed me and delgado were walking the same direction bc our lockers are near each other's and it looks like we're gonna have lunch again on Wednesday since that's the next time i have 3rd lunch <3

so yeah i hope i was midly entertaining

it's 1:36am and i gotta get up at 6:30am so goodnight and sorry for not Finnishing this earlier, i got caught up in something

[xoruffitup]

AITAF’s Broadway Show

WHERE DO I START? Okay, at the beginning, I guess - Deep breaths!

First, I want to describe the beautifully diverse group that came together for this extraordinary evening. It started with me and two amazing girls I met at SNL. (One being @reylonly <3) We sat together during the SNL dress rehearsal, exchanged phone numbers afterwards, and we’ve had the best group chat going ever since. My veteran dad came for me and @reylonly’s military ticket admission, while our third SNL friend had managed to connect with a colleague’s mother, who was an army nurse. The vet nurse loves theater and brought her husband as well, so we were a pretty inspiring group of all ages and backgrounds, and shared amazing conversation throughout the night.

The evening started with a very classy reception. We saw Joanne floating around talking to people and she looked stunninggg. The reception area wasn’t that big though, so we soon went down to the theater to find our seats.

We sat in the 5th row!! So when Adam came up to the front of the stage to give an introductory speech at the beginning about the inspiration to start AITAF, their 10-year anniversary, and to thank everyone who made the performance possible, I was just sitting there basking in awe and the fact that he was really THERE. TALKING. SO CLOSE. No, I would not get over it even at all for the following 2 and a half hours... :’)

I’ve read a bit of Sam Shepard but never seen True West performed live, but wow you could not ask for two better actors to play the main characters: Brothers Austin (Adam) and Lee (Michael Shannon). They said before they started the reading that they’d only rehearsed that afternoon, which is nothing short of INCREDIBLE, given how well these two played off each other. This play is full of furious, dark humor and there’s an edge of potential violence undercutting almost every scene, building the tension more and more until Austin finally tries to strangle Lee in the final scene. These two pushed and pulled at each other, getting in each other’s faces and needling each other with sharp words and insults. It was like the actors had been playing off each other for months; They knew just how to drive each other to the breaking point, and they were each brilliant in depicting the moments of rupture.

Adam highlights: There was an amazing section when Austin gets very drunk. Adam sang twice, the second time a hilarious mix of singing and shouting. He started the play wearing a blue t shirt with a grey sweater on top, but during this scene he pulled the sweater over his head, dragged it off, then bundled it up and stuffed it under his shirt. He walked around like that for a good five minutes. He half-fell against a wall and dropped to the floor, only to do a handstand and kick his feet up against the wall. (!!! This was AMAZING ahaha) At some point he did an INCREDIBLE coyote yelping noise. Another point, he talked with an entire mouthful of water and it fountained everywhere hilariously.

Lee bets Austin that he couldn’t steal any household appliances even if he wanted to, not even a toaster. (Lee steals a television early in the play.) This results in Austin stealing the entire neighborhood’s toasters and collecting them in their kitchen. (“There’s a lack of toast in the neighborhood this morning!” “You need breakfast... How about some toast?” “I love the smell of toast in the morning... it makes me feel like anything’s possible.”) All of Adam’s toast-related jokes were just killer. :’)

Obviously, Adam always looks stunning in person, but this time the highlight was unquestionably THE HAIR. The lush, long, majestic hair. There was a portion in the play when he knelt down at the front of the stage and put his head down on the floor, and !!!! THAT HEAD OF STUNNING STELLAR HAIR WOW. There was also A LOT of pushing his hair back with his hands and it got me every. single. damn. time. Be still my beating heart. (it never does when Adam’s involved...)

After the play ended, the cast stayed on stage for the Q&A, joined by the Director. Adam facilitated some discussion among the actors on their previous participation in AITAF events, and the differences between acting on stage and in film. Then he opened it up for questions from the audience.

Q&A highlights:

Someone asked how Adam manages to create a sense of intimacy in all his scenes, even when working on big films. The title “King of micro-expressions” was used, asking whether that aspect is intentional. Adam first reacted with his typical “what-me-talented?-crazy” look of skepticism, but then LOL he just bust out into every ridiculous face he could think of, to show off those micro expressions. It was SO PRESH AND FUNNY.

A few questions later, someone asked what advice he would give to his younger self while he was in the Marines, if he had a chance. Adam’s initial joke response was just: “Microexpressions” and everyone lost it.

Okay this was hands down the purest moment! The cast on stage couldn’t really see up into the balcony because of the lights, so at first Adam shaded his eyes and squinted real hard when a woman in the balcony started her question with “Hi Adam, we crossed paths back in Mishawaka a few times.” Then Adam saw who it was, grinned, and told everyone it was his high school drama teacher!! As she then began her question, she suddenly got extremely emotional and I couldn’t see it, but heard in her voice she was already or would shortly start to cry. After a moment she managed to finish her question - Whether the people Adam meets and performs for when he travels to military bases talk to him afterwards to thank him for sharing his talent and the gift of his craft. It made me a little choked up too, not gonna lie, to hear someone who knew and had some role in Adam’s earliest forays into theater, be overcome by seeing how far he’s come and all the manifold ways he puts his singular talent to use to better the world around him.

I ASKED A QUESTION AND I WAS SO CLOSE THAT HE AND I TALKED DIRECTLY TO EACH OTHER, HE LOOKED STRAIGHT AT ME AS HE ANSWERED AND IT WAS LIKE HAPPY FIREWORKS GOING OFF IN MY WHOLE BODY AHHHHHHHH. I asked him about how he’s seen attitudes change towards AITAF’s work throughout its whole 10-year journey, and I’d like to think he appreciated the question for his reflections back to their first performance and how far they’ve come since then. Video here because my friend is amazing!!!!

A SECOND BULLET DEDICATED JUST TO MY AMAZED DISBELIEF THAT ADAM SPOKE TO ME. Like, he responded to words that came out of my mouth and I somehow managed to speak said words while speaking directly to him?? SLAP ME IM DREAMING :’’’D How did I actually manage to keep myself together while in close proximity to him?! Let alone speaking directly to him?!!! I SURPRISE EVEN MYSELF. But then again, Adam seems to make the impossible possible :’)

I frequently watch theater, but tonight was really a thrilling surprise. I KNEW Adam would be stellar, of course, but I didn’t know if any of the play’s power would be lost with it just being performed as a reading. To the contrary, the performance style may have even made it better! There’s a lot of raw, angry energy in this play, and this stripped-down reading was performed with an immediacy and visceral energy I’ve rarely ever seen on stage. The movements weren’t all blocked out and planned; There was no shuffling of people or props on or off stage; There were no protracted pauses or fancy stage effects to build an atmosphere around the actors; They created everything with just their voices, words, and bodies.

I’m so, SO immensely grateful I got to attend tonight, because this might have been even better than seeing Adam in a full play. Tonight was unfiltered and instinctive, Adam just going for it and throwing everything into the part for a solid, uninterrupted 2 hours. It was equally stunning to see him just remove himself from the whole 2-hour buildup of angry tension as he started the Q&A. (Though there was a laugh among the audience when Adam turned to Michael Shannon for the first time in the Q&A, like “sure you guys really don’t want to strangle each other?”)

Tonight was wonderful and wholesome, moving and inspiring from start to finish. From the people I shared the evening with, to the frank dialogues that occurred during the Q&A about negative stigmas sometimes attached to the arts within the military, to testimonials of how AITAF’s programming guided military families into shared engagement with the arts. It was wonderful to hear the military audience around me responding with genuine enthusiasm to Adam’s initial introduction, applauding and voicing agreement. I appreciated the chance to hear Adam speak so candidly and enthusiastically about his passion project; Just as much as I appreciated slapping @reylonly’s leg and whispering “Why are his feet so cute?” and “Look at his HAIR.” :’)

TL;DR TAKEAWAY: Adam is truly insanely talented and his selfless commitment to AITAF’s goal of bringing theater to military audiences as an enhanced outlet of self-expression is so, so admirable. This man is never in it for himself, and only puts himself in center stage when there’s a larger utility for doing so. You could see that tonight, when he’d realize he was the only one answering two or three questions in a row and would look around self-consciously to his fellow cast members and say “I feel like I’m monopolizing the conversation” or “Feel free to stop me anytime... jump in anYTIME, GUYS, ANYTIME.” (<Increasingly anxiously)

SOMEHOW, Adam succeeded in the impossible tonight: Making me love him even more. But perhaps having him gazing right at me as he spoke to me was sure to have that effect :’D

Nope, still have no fucking clue how I managed it or how I survived. :’’’)

[arminbitchlover]

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armin arlert x f!reader

summary: in their past life, reader and armin's love journey is cut short with the tragic death of reader from a deadly plague. now, they are once again reunited, but somehow everything feels wrong between them.

word count: 2.5k

content warnings: death

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"Armin... it hurts." You dazed off and felt nothing but sharp pains all over your body.

Your throat was dangerously dry, and your stomach grumbled from the lack of food you couldn't properly digest. You suffered from the feeling of a knife being pushed into your lungs and when you tried to pick up your head, black dots overtook your fuzzy vision. Every time you tried to move a muscle, the pain would exponentially heighten, and experienced your abdomen compress with an exorbitant amount of pressure.

"N-no please don't leave me yet. What about all our plans together? Going to the beautiful forest behind the hills for our anniversary next week, building a house to move in together, getting married, a-and start a family..." Armin's voice cracked as tears cascaded down his cheek and dripped onto your arm.

You sensed a soft warm hand grab yours which caused your heartbeat to quicken as you felt it coarse throughout your body.

This is the end.

You knew this was your last few moments on earth with your soulmate. It was over so fast. Too fast. You couldn't believe you wouldn't be able to fill the promises you made with your lover. This was your only and last chance at this life, and it was over in nineteen years, only four of them being spent with the person you thought you would grow old with

"Stay away... get sick..." You jerked your arm away from Armin unaware that you didn't feel the need to chug a gallon of water to quench your throat and that the nauseating feeling from hunger completely vanished as you kept slipping in and out of consciousness.

"Don't do this shit to me right now, I'm staying by your side no matter what." He lightly caressed your face not caring about the black lumps that engrossed your skin.

He knew he would become infected sooner or later and understood that this would be it for you even though he couldn't find it in himself to believe it.

"I-I-I'm sorry." You felt the back of your throat get knotted up but couldn't produce any tears.

You slowly moved your hand back down to your side, not feeling the aching pain that had taken over your body, as you barely brushed his fingertips.

"Baby, what are you apolo... not your fault." He looked down to your palm and intertwined his fingers with your cold limp hand. He trailed his eyes back up to your face and saw your closed eyes.

"Y/n?" His breathing became shallow and irregular as he gently shook your body in an attempt to bring you back to consciousness.

You lightly squeezed his hand with the last bit of energy you had in you; letting him know that you were still with him.

This isn't the last time... swear to you we'll find each other again... I'll... protect you. I lo..."

And that was it.

The last words you heard.

Passing away was more peaceful than you imagined. It was just like going to sleep, except you knew that you wouldn't wake up with Armin by your side.

...we'll find each other again...

His last words kept replaying in your mind before your brain completely shut off. It made you happy. He made you happy. You died happy knowing that there was a chance to meet him again, but who are you kidding, this was it. It's over now.

Right?

Present Day

"I don't know if going on a date is the best thing to do right now, Sasha. I just got out of a three-year relationship with Jean and that was really rough." You grab a bag of chips and plop yourself onto your bed.

"Comeeee onnnnnn, y/n, I think you would really get along with this guy. I mean he's smart and kind anddddddddd has a pretty face!" She walks up to you and quickly steals a chip from you.

"Hey! Well as tempting as your mystery man sounds, my professors decided to assign a shitload of work, so I have to get busy." You pull out the box of textbooks from under your bed as you mentally prepare yourself for a draining weekend.

"Ugh, you're hopeless. Well, I'm going with Niccolo for a while, so have fun with... that! But if you change your mind, I'll text you his number." She grabs a Twinkie and skips out of your dorm room.

You figure that maybe she's somewhat right, but you know it's too soon to go out with another person. You and Jean had been together since high school and only broke up because you agreed that both of you needed time to find yourselves in college. It's very apparent that you still have some type of feelings for him even if it isn't love and it certainly didn't help that he goes to the same school as you.

But it is college. Even though the love you have towards Jean is still slightly there, maybe going out with another person was what you need to get over him. Even then, you wasted all your high school years getting good grades and being an A+ student that you never got to enjoy yourself and you weren't going to mess it up again. Besides what's the worst thing that could happen?

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roomie <3

Today 5:12 PM

can you send me his number

AHH I KNEW IT

here ya go ;)

contact sent

ur a pain but thank u

you better tell me how it

goes!!

duhh

love u

love you moreee

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While gazing at the contact, you can't quite explain the feeling you have in your stomach and could only call it excitement, but why?

You're just going out with a guy you've never even met before and for all you know, he could be some creepy perv who just wants to make you feel extremely uncomfortable for his own liking. You giggle to yourself as you keep on thinking of worst-case scenarios and become very aware of how in need you are of getting out of your dorm.

You sit and stare at your phone, wondering how to text someone who may not even remember his conversation about you with Sasha. But fuck it, it was just a date.

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Maybe: Armin Arlert

Today 5:20

hey armin, i'm y/n and i don't

if you recall giving your number

to sasha but she said we would make

a great match so i would love to go

out with you later today !

Hey y/n, I do recall Sasha

talking about you and everything

so I would be honored to take you out! (:

Do you want to go out for

a coffie in about an hour?

yeah, that sounds great !

We can meet at the library.

alright, see you then (:

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You feel your face warm up, excited to finally do something out of school and maybe have the possibility to meet someone who could be special. You waste no time sitting around, given that you had only an hour to look your best, and got ready.

You have ten minutes to spare after prepping yourself and decide to walk to the library a bit early. You head out of your dorm, still in disbelief that you're going out with someone who was a stranger. It's definitely more of an exhilarating feeling than a nervous one; this would be the second person you've ever gone out with, Jean being your first and only partner and you have to admit that you feel good. You could feel yourself growing as a person even if this was just a silly first date that could potentially mean nothing.

You make your way to the front of the library and right when you were about to open the door you hear your name being softly called out. You turn around and see a blonde boy with a blue-collar shirt and khakis.

Damn, you have no idea who this boy is and you don't care, but why is someone this gorgeous calling out to you? His doll-like skin complexion looks so soft and smooth while his shirt matches his blue eyes perfectly, and his khakis just adding on to his soft persona.

"Are you y/n?" He snaps you out of your thoughts and back to reality.

"Oh, um yes, and you're Armin? How did you know it was me?" You can't keep your eyes off of him. This is the mystery man that Sasha fixed you up with and, fuck, he's more beautiful than you could've pictured.

"Sasha showed me pictures of the two of you and I must say you're more stunning in person." His cheeks turn into a bright pink as he looks down, feeling as if he's embarrassing himself.

"Thank you and you're a lot more attractive than I ever imagined." You give him a friendly smile when he looks back up as he hears your compliment.

"The uh coffee shop is not far off-campus so we can walk if you like." He rubs the back of his neck, unsure how to begin your date.

"Yeah, that sounds great." You both walk together in awkward silence, not knowing how to start a chat with each other.

"So, Armin, what are you majoring in?" You turn your head towards him, but Armin seems to not want to make any eye contact with his hands in his pockets.

"Oceanography."

"That's cool, have you always loved the ocean or are you just experimenting with different fields?" You try to carry on with the conversation, hoping he would open up to your about his studies at the least.

"I've always loved the ocean."

"Are the classes you're taking pretty difficult?" You feel your face heat up as he continues to be difficult about continuing your attempted dialogue.

"No."

You start losing your patience with this boy. It frustrates you that no matter what you did he can't try to at least engage in the conversation. You knew from the beginning that this could've been a disaster, but it hadn't even started, and it's already exasperating.

You start to genuinely think of ideas to bail yourself out before it could get any worse, but no, you're going to finish this date whether it's awful or not and move on with your life. You told yourself you were evolving as a person and to bail would only be taking you a step back from the new you.

"How do you know Sasha," you ask him, making it your last-ditch effort to start a conversation as you arrive at the coffee shop.

"We met through a mutual friend at a party." He opens the door for you and both of you enter the cafe.

You and Armin are kindly greeted by the barista as you walk to to the cashier. Both of you order your drinks and sit at a table that's next to the glass wall.

"So, did you meet Sasha because you're dorm mates?" He finally ignites some type of conversation as he fidgets with his fingers.

"We actually somewhat knew each other through my ex-boyfriend and we randomly got paired to be dorm mates." You grin to yourself, thinking about how close you and Sasha got over the year.

Even if it was a bitter-sweet moment mentioning Jean, that you realize may not have been the best thing to do. You hear you and Armin's name being called, but right when you're about to get up Armin quietly spoke, "Stay here, I got it."

You watch him get up from his seat and walk back over to the cashier. He pulls out his brown leather wallet, pays for both of your drinks, and makes his way back to the table with a cup in each hand.

"Thank you for paying, you really didn't have to do that." You feel your cheeks get hot as you grab your drink, slightly grazing his fingers.

"It was no biggie." He shrugs his shoulder and slumps back to his seat.

Subsequently, the awkward silence is back, but a lot stronger than before. You can't understand why it's so difficult to get along with him if this was the date where you're supposed to get to know each other and have endless topics to discuss. You keep reassuring yourself that this would be over soon anyway and now you know that Armin just isn't the one for you and you're completely fine with that. At this point, you only see Armin as the boy you went on the most awkward date with and didn't even picture him as a friend.

"Sorry about this, I've never done anything like this before," he mumbles while tapping on the side of his cup, not wanting to look at you because he felt ashamed.

"O-oh, don't stress about it too much, it's my first date after getting out of my relationship so we're on the same boat." You both exchange warmhearted smiles, trying to break the tension but nothing seems to work.

"We can go back to campus. I have some assignments I need to finish up anyways," he suggests and you feel the weight being lifted off your shoulders. Even though Armin seems like a great person, both of you assume that your wavelengths couldn't match, and it was just best to end it.

"Yeah, that sounds good. I also need to catch up on schoolwork as well." Both of you grab your drinks and head back to school without trying to strike a conversation, knowing that it would just make the tension even more awkward.

As soon as you make it back to your dorm, you must say that you never feel happier to arrive in your shitty box.

"Well, thank you for the coffee and I hope you have a great weekend."

"Yeah, you too." You both wave bye and you walk into your dorm, feeling displeased.

While you didn't expect your date to be completely perfect and for you and Armin to fall in love, this was by far the last thing you wanted to happen.

It didn't take long for you to forget what had transpired as you change to comfortable clothes and start heavily working on your assignments. While you were finishing up on one of your worksheets, you feel your phone vibrate and see a text from Sasha.

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roomie <3

love you moreee

Today 7:47

you better still have some energy

left in you

??

i'm heading back to get dressed

cause we're going to go PARTYYYY

oh god sasha

i don't do well at parties

pleaseeeeee

i can introduce you to my friends

they're really cool

okayyy sure

so get dolled up

i'll be there soon <3

alright

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[taegularities]

♧ hehe

You’re my: moot, we keep reblogging stuff from each other, but we should TALK MOREEE

How I met you: tumblr :'D

Why I follow you: because you seem so sweet !!

Your blog is: looks honestly super cool tbh !!

Your URL is: i would love to know why you chose it, cos it sounds so super cool

Your icon is: ... a prince

A random fact I know about you: nothing yet, but tell me something T_T

General opinion: we barely talk (not at all actually), but we should def change that lmao :] because you seem so fun and lovely, i bet we'd get along well <3

[drangues]

HES A GOOD BOY AND A SMART BOY HE DESERVES TO DO ANYTHING HE WANTS. And yeah she’d soften up eventually!!! Especially with a history as fucked up as Kyouka’s is. But it can be hard to,, Adjust? To someone else getting some of the attention you’re used to receiving from another person. BUT yes they eventually realize that they must unite under a common banner: Making Dazai very jealous. And that’s fair!!! It’d definitely be an interesting source of conflict? (Nyanon, 1/6)

Maybe like, their first real Upset, since, even if they got angry with each other before, they wouldn’t really have the energy to do anything about? Since they would be more focused on dealing with the orphanage... Hm. Either way, I agree, once they talk it out, no one’s too upset. (Also, that makes sense! To be honest, I always just imagine that Dazai like. Lures him in with the promise of Food or a Paycheck and other stuff that he doesn’t have access to? (Nyanon, 2/6)

Though that DOES remind me of a good story on AO3 you might like- It’s Hum by chimesDissent, it’s Dazatsu, and it’s! Super cute! Also bonus Kyouka-Atsushi sibling relationship. Basically, Atsushi has a better relationship with the tiger, since he knows it exists, and he kinda. Picks up a different, unofficial job, instead of with the ADA? It’s a good story, I think you’d like it! Also no I don’t know how this turned into a fanfic rec, ignore me if you waaant.) (Nyanon, 3/6)

Aaahhh it’s super impressive that you’re multilingual! I’ve always found it cool when someone speaks multiple languages, for some reason I just can’t retain anything myself??? But good on you for being able to!!! Also, I just want a side series, kinda like Wan, where it’s just little snippets of his life with the rest of the ADA. Nothing dark, nothing sad, just them, like. Talking or playing a game or fishing or something? I’m starved I’d take Literally Anything. Anyways, yes! (Nyanon, 4/6)

He’s super mega cute and I love him, he’d put SO much effort into it and even if it isn’t perfect, everyone who gets something cherishes it, even if they say they don’t. And yeah, he’d definitely buy a few things here and there! Not everything can be handmade, after all- But he tries where he can. Moving on, though... I have another General Atsushi Concept: He sleep talks! Usually it’s just one or two words and some tiny noises, but others, it’s semi coherent. (Nyanon, 5/6)

That’s usually just cute or funny stuff, like “Kyouka, no, don’t run away with the giant crêpe bunnies, they’re lying-“ or “Dazai-san, give me back my paws, I’ll drown with you later. Kunikida-san needs them for paperwork.” Other times, it’s weird stuff, like “Ranpo-san the red man is coming for you run-“ or “Kyouka it’s gonna eat you because you’re chocolate, hide in the cabinets.” It’s hilarious. (Nyanon, 6/6)

AAAA FUCK YOU I READ THE FIC AND LOVED IT SO MUCH BUT AAAAA IT’S NOT COMPLEETEEDDDD I CANT BELIEVE YOU MADE ME READ AN UNCOMPLETED WORK BUT MY G O D IS IT SO GO O D . i love how dazatsu just suddenly kissed and i was like “oh okay so theyre dating” and the whole plot of it?? and when kyouka got sick?? when dazai just Wiped atsushi’s lips at the infirmary- nOT ONLY T H  AT BUT YOSANO TELLING ATSUSHI TO STAY CUS SHE WANTS TO CH E C K SOMETHING LIKE??? PLS?? IT CANT END T H E R E I WANT MOREEE (ATSUSHI BEING A SMOL TIGER BOY AND KYOUKA BEING A BUNNY DELIVERY SERVICE IM IN LOVE I- IM IN L O V E DUDE)

aw yea being multilingual can sometimes be a curse but it’s good i guess?? dont give yourself such a hard time for not knowing other languages!! as long as youre respectful to other people and dont mock their accents speaking your language (which im sure you already do) then youre gucci

I ALSO WANT A SIDE SERIES LIKE WAN, LIKE MORE IN DEPTH, JUST CUTE SHENANIGANS MAN IF I WOULD EVER MAKE A SERIES I WOULD AT L  E A S T HAVE FIVE CHAPTERS OF PURE FLUFF AND DAILY ROUTINES WITH MY CHARACTERS

atsushi saying weird stuff in his sleep?? stan. amazed. Loved. forever the best thing to ever exist and i am so blessed to live in a timeline where atsushi exists

[askthetotallynotsquad]

so jeremyyyy have you ever gotten marked ;))

Jeremy: NO-

Michael: you’re so defensive when you literally gave me nECK PAINS

Jeremy: Michael- I’m sorry- but they didn’t ask you

Michael: why are you so defensive about it though- if you weren’t so tall then oh boy buddy

Jeremy: o-oh- *v v v red*

Michael: fUcking come hERE *pulls jerome down by the collar of his shirt ;))*

Jeremy: I’m not that tall Michael-

Michael: well this is more exciting *give jeremy a yeehaw ;)*

Jeremy: Michael- I- *v v v v v red*

Michael: *kiss ùwú*

Jeremy: you didn’t have to do that-

Michael: But I did- and I’ll do it again~

Jeremy: *big blush man* and you say I’m the kinky one

Michael: mmmhmmm~

Later: yeehaw

Jeremy: Michael why- *has a hoodie on to hide his neck*

Michael: because I felt like it

Jeremy: there’s like- 10-

Michael: mhmmmm

Jeremy: *pulls up his hoodie* hhhhhh

Michael: aww Jeremy’s EMBARRASSED

Jeremy: *v muffled bc his literally inside the hoodie* shut up

Michael: do you want moreee~?

Jeremy: hhhhhhh *hides in the hoodie*

Michael: *pulls on Jerome’s arm* jeremyyyy

Jeremy: whatttt

Michael: kISS ME

Jeremy: you kinky little- *kiss owo*

Michael: *yEEHAW*

Jeremy: *moans OOP TEEHEE MOCHAEL PACKSON UP IN THE HOUSE*

Michael: *YEEEEEEHAW*

Jeremy: M-Michael please- my d-dad is home

Michael: ughhh you’re no fun *v long kiss uwu*

Jeremy: fine- do whatever you want

Michael: *YEEHAWYEEHAWYEEHAWYEEHAW*

Jeremy: *big blush man* *moaning man teehee*

Michael: *yyyyeeeeehhhhaaaawwww cowboy*

Jeremy: mmmm~ (I AM SO SORRY)

Michael: *kisses Jerome’s forehead :”)* how was thattt~?

Jeremy: *v v v v red*

Michael: *yeehaw*

Jeremy: I t-think people wi-Will know I’m taken b-by now-

Michael: mmmmaybe~

Jeremy: are you d-done- or do I have to stay standing at your level- my legs hurt

Michael: *yEEHAW* now I’m doneeee

Jeremy: my neck- is in pain

Michael: it’s really bruised

Jeremy: hm I wonder why

Michael: *anime boy giggle* there’s no use trying to hide all of them

Jeremy: but- school starts tomorrow-

Michael: mhmmmm~

Jeremy: I’m wearing a hoodie tomorrow-

Michael: what about the ones on the front?

Jeremy: I don’t know michael- but my dad told me to calm down- you REALLY need to calm down

Michael: oh shut up you liked it

Jeremy: maybe

Michael: *yeehAW*

Jeremy: I never knew you were this kinky-

Michael: well now you do~ *YEEHAWYEehaw*

Jeremy: *yeehaw* now it’s only fair

Michael: *pushes jerome against a wall* no I refuse *yeehawyeehawyeehawyeehaw*

Jeremy: kinky

Michael: shut uP *yEEEEEEEEHAW*

Jeremy: Michael I’m pretty sure you have a kinks even tho you deney it every time

Michael: I’m never gonna tell you what it is-

Jeremy: please mikeyyyyy~

Michael: nO-

Jeremy: okay okay fineee~

Michael: jeremyyyyyyyyyyy~

Jeremy: what?

Michael: uwu hewwo

Jeremy: hewwo~

Michael: *v v v v v v v v v v v long kiss :”)*

Jeremy: you do realize it’s gonna look like we did it-

Michael: sooooooo~?

Jeremy: o-oh *v v v v red boye*

Michael: *YEEHAWYEEHAWYEEHAWYEEHAWYEEHAW*

Jeremy: *moaning boye teehee*

Mr. Heere: I’m going out boys! Have fun!

Michael: *yEehaw*

Jeremy: m-Michael you’-you’re going to make me b-bleed

Michael: fineee- last one~ *yEEHAW*

Jeremy: *touches his neck* OW-

Michael: *kiss ��wù* I love youuuu

Jeremy: I love you too~

Michael: *yEEHAW*

Jeremy: *v moaning boye??*

Michael: *YYYYYEEEEEEHHHHHAAAAWWW*

Jeremy: *pulls Michael’s hair (in a kinky way??) ;))*

Michael: *mOANS XD MOCHEL PACKSON* *YEEHAW*

Jeremy: I’m pretty sure you like your hair pulled

Michael: I-I- sssshut uP- *redredredred*

Jeremy: *pulls his hair and smirks;)*

Michael: *mOANS XD LOL LMAO* i- jEREMY STOP-!

Jeremy: fine~

Michael: I- c-can you do it again-?

Jeremy: oh? I thought you didn’t want me to

Michael: w-well-

Jeremy: well, anything for you~ *pulls his hair teehee*

Michael: *mOans XD OWO MICCHEL PACKSOM* J-Jeremy-!

Jeremy: yes baby?~

Michael: I-I- *redredredredred*

Jeremy: oh, was that just because you liked it?~

Michael: I-I- yyyeah-

Jeremy: awe, how cute *pulls his hair teehee;)*

Michael: *mOAns XD OWO ÚWÙ MICHELLE PACKSON* s-stop-

Jeremy: okay okay~

Michael: a-are we done-

Jeremy: are you soft Michael again?

Michael: I-I- uh- I guess-

Jeremy: *kisses his forehead forgetting about his neck bc yeah*

Michael: *yEEHAWYEEHAWYEEHAWYEEHAW*

Jeremy: *giggly boye* are you going to keep doing this

Michael: I’m- really tired now- and hungry- gET ME FOOD PEASANT

Jeremy: okay okay *walks downstairs*

Mr. Heere: OH MY GOD JEREMY DID YOU FALL?? YOUR NECK IS ALL PURPLE!

Michael: *wHEEZES FROM UPSTAIRS :”)*

Jeremy: MICHAEL GET DOWN HERE AND TELL MY DAD

Michael: UGHHH WHY SHOULD I

Jeremy: dad- Michael- he uh-

Mr. Heere: oh...OH- OH MY GOD

Michael: *sonic speeds downstairs* hello heeres

Mr. Heere: michael- that’s a lot- and why is your hair messed up so much??

Michael: ask your son

Jeremy: he has a kink for his hair being pulled *looks over at the michael*

Michael: vital information for your father to know

Jeremy: he asked

Michael: I asked for food and we all know I’m not eating you anytime soon so get me food peasant

Jeremy: *talks as he’s walking to the fridge* I mean no one ever said that

Michael: the American school system did

Jeremy: yeah well frick them it doesn’t matter- we’re dating

Michael: how long does it take you to get my fOod

Jeremy: *throws his hands in the air* I don’t know what you want to eat!

Michael: yOU- or whatever I don’t give a shit

Jeremy: oh? *turns around*

Michael: dont oH me bItch

Jeremy: Michael we can do that later but my dad is here

Michael: yeah I know I’m not an idiot

Mr. Heere: oh by boy Jeremy getting meat

Jeremy: DAD WHAT THE ACTUAL HELL

Michael: lets have a jeremy loses his v card party

Mr. Heere: I’ll make a cake! *walks to the stove*

Jeremy: this is not happening-

Michael: yes it isssss~! *runs over to jerome and picks him up*

Jeremy: I wasn’t serious about losing my v card!-

Michael: you sure were earlier *kiss uwu*

Jeremy: I- uh- ugh

Michael: *carries jerome to the couch and puts him on his lap?? ok*

Jeremy: I t-thought you were h-hungry-

Michael: you know what- I’m also thirsty *yEEHAW*

Jeremy: Michael- babe- I don’t want to make noises- my dad is home

Michael: who caresss~

Jeremy: it’s em-embarrassing

Michael: *yEehawyeehawyeehaw*

Jeremy: *m0ans a lot bc hes jeremy*

Michael: *goes on t0p of jerome* *v v v v v v v v long kiss*

Shannon (Michael’s mom pt.1): *calls up the michael*

Michael: *gets 0ff the jerome* hold on- *pIcks uP the phone* hEllo-?

Shannon: honey! Do you have condoms with you? Jeremy’s dad called me- are you ready for this?

Michael: mother what the hEll- no stop- ew-

Shannon: well Jeremy’s dad said Jeremy’s neck was- um- very bruised. Be carful honey- don’t hurt him, we all know how fragile he is

Michael: this kid was pulling my hair earlier that’s not cAREFUL

Shannon: michael honey- don’t hide your kinks from him-

Michael: mOM STOP NO EW

Jeremy: *rolling on the floor laughing*

Shannon: okay go have fun honey! Be safe! *hangs up*

Michael: *redredred* sTOP LAUGHING AT ME J E R E M Y

Jeremy: I CANT BREATHE! *rolling*

Michael: *redredredred* *>:”(* sTop

Jeremy: okay I’m sorry!!

Michael: hMPH *crosses his arms and looks aWay xD anime*

Jeremy: michaellllllll

Michael: I can’t hear youuuu

Jeremy: *pulls his hair*

Michael: *mOans XD OWO ANIME MICHAEL JACSON*

Jeremy: can it hear me now?~

Michael: I-I- uh- I don’t hear anything

Jeremy: *pulls his hair harder teehee* are you sure?

Michael: *m0ans XD ÚWÙ OWO MICHAEL PACKSON* Jeremy s-sTop-! This is exactly why I didn’t want to tell you-!

Jeremy: s-so-sorry...*pulls his hood up teehee sad boye*

Michael: it’s fine just- don’t do it again-

Jeremy: n-no it’s no-not o *starts sobbing* kayyyyy

Michael: jere- calm down- *hughughughug*

-next Day, which is the first day of school-

Jeremy: *walks into school with a turtleneck on bc his neck- but it’s like 80 degrees*

Hoboboy101: *approaches jerome* why do you have a turtleneck on ew

Jeremy: oh dear lord you again- and because I want to??

Hoboboy101: you’re sweaty

Jeremy: n-no I’m not *feels his neck* ow-

Hoboboy101: wOAH WAIT I SEE YEEHAWS OMG YOU GOT YEEHAWS??

lots of people: *spot hoboboy and jerome*

Jeremy: N-NO

Hoboboy101: JEREMY HEERE HAS YEEHAWS

Michael: *aPproaches*

Jeremy: NO I DONT-

Michael: *confusion*

Hoboboy101: *yELLS* JEREMY HEERE HAS YEEHAWS EVERYONE LOOK

Jenna: *pOsts about it on twitter*

Jeremy: Michael this clearly didn’t work-

Michael: I told you so-

Jeremy: I would go to the nurse bc it hurts- but I would get so many looks-

Michael: aww poor Jeremy- *kiss uwu*

Hoboboy101: ew u gay that’s ew *spits*

Jeremy: why’d you have to kiss me so much- it hurts-

Michael: I don’t know-

Hoboboy101: *spits on Micheel* ew stop being a gay

Jeremy: no *kiss owo* and I’m not gay, I’m bi

Hoboboy101: *pushes the Jerome* u look like a giraffe

Jeremy: SHOOT *pulls up his turtleneck but it won’t stay up:,)*

Jenna: *PICTUREPUCTYREPICTURE*

Michael: ughhh Jeremy I’m just going to like- skip the first day of school

Hoboboy101: ew why bc ur GAY??

Jeremy: JENNA DONT YOU DARE!

Jenna: *pOST*

Michael: I’m out idiots *lEaves*

Jeremy: *runs after Michael* can I come too-

Michael: I mean- sure-? I was just gonna tell my moms I got sick or something but why not

Jeremy: actually- no- it’s fine- we’ve spent the last 4 days with each other-

Michael: do you want a ride home?

Jeremy: yes please- *looks down*

Michael: is something wrong-?

[vlleneuve]

Rules: answer the questions in a new post and tag 10 blogs. i was tagged by @lumiereswig - thanks dude!

a - age: mentally, somehow eighty, but also, four. b - birthplace: kansas  c - current time: 9:20 d - drink you had last: black tea because it is the Best Beverage e - easiest person to talk to: not gonna lie, my mom. she’s truly the best. f - favourite song: in my entire life? everything has changed by taylor swift. batb? be our guest. hands down. or! human again. or, evermore.... g - grossest memory: there’s this really bad horror movie on netflix called holidays and in it there’s this disgusting easter skit. i don’t recommend watching it, because it’s too gross for me to even put down into words. i watched it with friends once and it was Awful. h - horror yes or no: YE i - in love? with my dog, yes. with a significant other? no. j - jealous of people? not really. i’ve learned to look at people and admire the things they’re good at, instead of be jealous of them for it. k - killed someone? no??? l - love at first sight or should i walk past again? love at first sight. m - middle name: yall remember that broadway musical about the runaway russian tsarina or whatever, that was also a disney film? her first name is my middle name. n - number of siblings: un o - one wish: that my family and friends can always find happiness.  p - person i called last: my best friend who’s in boston right now to facetime as she opened the gifts i sent her for her birthday! q - question you’re always asked: “can you make a poster for me?” r - reason to smile: i can see the stars tonight, and i had a wonderful evening with my friends. s - song you last sang: WHEN WE’RE HUMAN AGAIN! ONLY HUMAN AGAIN! WHEN WE’RE KNICK KNACKS AND WHATNOTS NO MOREEE t - time you woke up: 11:30 AM  u - universal constant: there will never come a day that i’m not wearing my necklace.   v - vacation: a vacation i want to go on? or a favorite vacation i had? if i could, i’d travel europe, because i’ve never left the united states, and i would kill to see what different cultures are like, and what the rest of the world is like!!! the best vacation i’ve ever gone on was when i went to go and visit my best friend, who lives in florida, and we spent a month together. w - worst habit: understanding what classes i can finish my homework in, then doing my homework, the day it’s due, in those classes.  x - xrays: when i was fifteen, i had mono, and was out of school for like, two months. my first day back, i’m sitting there, slouched against the bleachers in gym class (because i’m not actually well enough to participate), and a stray basketball comes flying my way, so, as one does, i tried to hit it away from hitting me. instead, i broke my pointer finger on my dominant hand. that was the only time i’d ever been x-rayed. y - your favorite food: my best friend’s mother’s cherry cobbler. i’d kill a man for some right now, not gonna lie. z - zodiac sign: aquarius!

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[chaoticzephyr]

Is there anyone willing to help me form conversations in French or Russian? I've seen lists with the words and all but it's no fun not using them :/ I think it would help more if your native or fluent but if you ain't then that's okay we can learn together. It'll be just on tumblr though so y'all don't gotta worry about emails and stuff so if anyone of y'all can help great :D Random things I like (so we know what to talk about) BTS, DGD, anime (YOI, BL, Haikyuu, Free, Zankyou no terror, My Little Monster, AoT, Ajin, Code Geass and moreee), manhwa (Killing Stalking, Never Understand, Raising a Bat, That Summer, Fools, others on LezhinComics), Books I guess PjO, The song of Achillies(im reading it in French) oooh and I like Voltron and LOVE Adventure Time

[gwynne-fics]

wei50-blog replied to your post “Board Meetings – Rachel and Young-Do unspoken He didn’t understand it....”

Whoa! Eun-Sang is a gold digger marrying Michael Park?!?!? Ok, mind blown as trying to wrap around this very different scenario! That is one way someone who was in Eun-Sang’s situation could react. Look for someone who is rich so she never has to be in want again. Money over love. At least she is honest about it? If so, then what would be the attraction to her, given that she likely doesn’t have much to offer.

Eun-Sang, in this story, has a business degree. She went to college on scholarship but quickly decided that being a wife to someone with money, who needed a woman who wouldn’t put a family on hold, would give her more security. She seduces with food and looks for chaebol men who have cold mothers. Young-Do was her first attempt but his mother wasn’t impressed. She’s put a lot of effort since, making herself attractive, not only to the man but his mother. 

And these men fall in love with her. She had some affection for Young-Do, but not as much as he was hoping for and she cares about Michael Park. She broke up with Tan when she realized he would be too high maintenance for her. This story will probably run into her at some point. 

Aw Eun-Sang broke Young-Do’s heart! His mother refused to let him marry her and Eun-Sang refused to be his mistress. Guess given her goals, makes sense that she would not want to just be a mistress. Even though Young-Do knew she was looking for the security of money, was he hoping that she did love him or would grow to love him? Glad Young-Do and Rachel together now. She has no need for his money, and she confessed she loved him first!

She did break his heart a little but it ended up being for the best. Kyung-Ran wanted a woman who loved Young-Do for himself and she didn’t feel like a poor girl could see past his money. She also spent a lot of time and effort to put Dong-Wook in jail and take the company from him for Young-Do’s sake. She set the mistress test so Young-Do could see the truth--that he wanted a partner who didn’t need his money. She wanted him to be an equal with his wife.

And a mistress has no job security >.>

Myung-Soo! (and hints of Ye-Sol!) More characters so will be interesting to see how they all fit together and what they do! Glad Myung-Soo and Young-Do seem to have their ‘regular type’ of relationship! Also, wonder who Rachel’s friends are! Does seem surprised that Myung-Soo would say hi (which he didn’t)

I think it’s important for Young-Do to have his Myung-Sookie. He’s a good male influence (most of the time) and someone who isn’t sleeping (at least in this story) with Young-Do but can tell him when he’s full of shit :D

As for Rachel’s friends >.>

What are the rumors about our couple? Wonder if rumors have reached parents yet? Hm, wonder that their reaction would be. At least they are matched in wealth, but both sets of parentals may want someone who is not a CEO for their child? Or they could be overjoyed that the two of them are well matched in station?

There are dating rumors that have made it Rachel’s Step-Mother (I haven’t named her yet or decided if she’s already one of the ladies I’ve made up ^^;;) and Kyung-Ran. Rachel’s father doesn’t know and Kyung-Ran is keeping an open mind. Rachel’s professional reputation is impeccable but there isn’t a lot out there about her private reputation. Mama will have to do some digging.

As a female president, Rachel will always give parents pause, because she’s guaranteed not to be traditional. Kyung-Ran was probably hoping for a second or third daughter of a wealthy company. But Young-Do isn’t traditional so :D

Can see why Young-Do is so confused! Crying is generally not what you want your partner to do during sex! Glad that he is not ignoring it or seeing it as a reason to stop being together. Sweet that he is trying to figure out if he did something wrong. Love that he is patient and wants to figure things out with her!

They will talk at some point! But not until things are much more confusing >.>

And when Young-Do falls, he falls hard.

Really love that Rachel is trying so hard to overcome her hang-ups because she loves Young-Do and wants to make it work with him. Also, they were apart for 2 weeks, and she is a woman with needs!!! Love the domestic scene and how she takes care of him. She is doing pretty well at this girlfriend thing, even though this is her first time!

This is very new for her and outside of how she usually lives her life. It will be a struggle but already she is happier knowing she is with him than she was before. She might have gotten a few tips from her friends at dinner >.>

jeonjuns replied to your post “Board Meetings – Rachel and Young-Do unspoken He didn’t understand it....”

Wow this story ❤ this has everthing i love. Their characters are new in many way. Yd is so tender and cute specially when he is drunk. I want moreee drunk yd. But it is a little bit strange when he accepted his mother decision and didn't fight for his first love. Kyung ran is more authoritative here? I wonder how will be her relationship with rachel.

I hope they are different and new! I’m trying something out with them that is fun for me so I hope the readers like it ^^;;; 

I had fun writing a drunk Young-Do and Rachel trying to take care of him :D

I like how you put that--Kyung-Ran is a more authoritative in this story. She chose to fight instead of run (even though there was nothing wrong about running) and Young-Do very much respects the sacrifices she made for him. It will be interesting to see Rachel and Kyung-Ran interact >.>

Young-Do did fight, but he was young, and didn’t have the strength to fight his mother. He though Eun-Sang loved him more than she did and so he was wildly disappointed when she refused his offer to be a mistress. (He’s glad she did though, because what a gross thing to offer knowing he would have to marry someone else.)

And esther, Rachel's family and friends. So there is no Jaeguk, Tan why Hyoshin and she never date ? maybe he is in love with her from beginning but didn't say anything because he knows she doesn't want romantic relationship and didn't want to ruin their frienship. But after seeing her with yd... I love when yd and hyoshin are jealous��

So, they didn’t all go to high school together, but some of the same friendships formed later in college. Hyo-Shin and Rachel are close (they have slept together but it’s been casual and not serious) so there will be jealous moments because I love it when Young-Do and Hyo-Shin get jealous >.>