#also check out that rooftop garden

[kestrelteens]

Some of you guys asked me if I'd be willing to share this build so here it is! 🐸 It's an old apartment building in San Myshuno where its tenants have figured out a creative way to utilize their rooftop spaces.

The lot is 30x30 and it has 4 floors on which the 4 apartments are located and the 3rd and the 4th apartment have access to the rooftops that are fully functional. There's not much cc that comes with this lot (it's only half furnished inside, but your simmies can move in right away) and I have included most of it, but there are some sets that are too big, so I think it's better if you get them yourself (the list is under the cut + the floor plan pics). I did not 'mark' the apartments with the For Rent expansion 'cause sometimes it would be a little buggy for me and I didn't want it to get borked for you, so please do it yourself! Also, I have all the packs.

You can also find this lot on the Gallery under 'kestrelteeens' (that's 3 Es lol and make sure to check 'include cc').

There's not much more to say except enjoy! ♥

download (mediafire)

CC sets you need (and you probably have by now lol):

awingedllama boho living + nostalgia kitchen

charlypancakes slouch + soak

harrie klean part 3 + kwatei part 3

littledica rise & grind

pierisim auntie vera + domaine du clos part 1 + mcm part 1 + winter garden part 2

simmila record store

Floor plan:

CC credits: anye, awingedllama, freak, pierisim, kkb, sixam, harluxe, dorocash, sforzinda, simkoos

[revasserium]

hurricane

sakura haruka; 1,189 words; fluffy fluff fluff, first love, sakura learns the meaning of friendship, no "y/n", lapslock, mindless fluff tbh

summary: after all, the rain is still just... the rain.

a/n: inspired by clementine von radics poem mouthful of forevers, and also wow sakura is adorable

when he tells you that anger is a language that he’s never needed to learn to know, that loneliness and rejection are dialects as near to him as his hometown used to be, you do not run away.

maybe it’s this place — maybe the blue of the sky from the rooftop garden. maybe, he thinks, there’s something in the water here that makes people kinder, makes them so damn comfortable with splitting open their skins to show him their insides, while asking for nothing in return.

“the summers are hot here,” you say, pressing a cool, dripping bottle of water to his cheek, laughing as he jumps and jerks back, holding it out as he looks from you to the bottle and back again, “make sure to hydrate.”

“why do you care?” he asks, because sometimes, it’s the only way he remembers how to say thank you.

“here, take it,” you say, offering him your handkerchief when he comes back from yet another fight, blood still trickling down the corner of his forehead, “it even matches your hair.”

“don’t need it,” he says, glancing down at the black and white checked piece of cloth, but he doesn’t push you away when you reach out to dab at the drying blood, your hands soft and careful. he never knew hands could be such things, but he supposes there’s always time to learn.

“isn’t that what schools are for?” you say, giggling when he plucks up the courage to tell you one day, when the nights slowly grow longer and the days are clipping own tails, tucking in earlier and earlier. the wind is just on the other side of biting and he’d stared down at his own hands for a solid half minute before reaching out to offer you his scarf — a present from the old lady from the musubi store for putting up her brand new awning.

“y-yeah. guess so,” he says, pulling back to admire his handiwork, the thick knit of the scarf now wrapped snuggly around your shoulders. his blush is more than enough to keep him warm the rest of the way home.

when he lashes out — because its the only way his body remembers how to react to the act of kindness — he sees the hurt flicker like fireflies behind your eyes. but still, you don’t turn away. instead, you sit back, you sigh, and you tell him you’ll wait.

“why?” he asks, because it’s the one question that keeps on echoing through him, like the tolling of a hundred thousand bells, reverberating through him till it’s all he can hear — why?

“because,” you tell him, “sometimes people just need time — and lucky for you, we’ve got a lot of that here. so…” you shrug, sitting back with a sweet, knowing smile, “take your time. that’s what friends do for each other — sometimes, we’re there, but sometimes… we give each other space and we give each other… time.”

time, he thinks, turning the words over his head. how long has it been since he’d had to sleep with one eye open, to always look over his shoulder, to wake up knowing that he’s gotta hit the ground running. how long? what was it that he was running away from?

and sure, he still doesn’t quite have a setting between off and a hundred, but he thinks… maybe with enough time, he can learn. and you teach him.

slowly, he learns the weight of laughter, pure and sweet and joyous, the power that tenderness can bring, the way that sometimes a smile is more potent in a fistfight than as well-aimed punch, that somehow, your hits always land harder when you have a thing worth fighting for. and it should’ve been obvious, but maybe it’s not — that love is a thing of viciousness and vengeance, but also a thing of delicacy and light.

when he holds your hand for the first time, he thinks his entire body might burst at the seams, shattering into a million and one pieces if ever you tried to pull away, but still, there comes a time for letting go.

“i’ll see you tomorrow?” you say, the pair of your teetering on the front steps of your house. behind you, the warm glow of your living room lights paints your outlines in gold. sakura swallows, your fingers still laced in his. he reaches for a reason — any reason — not to let go.

“unless… you wanna come in for dinner?”

he whips around so fast he almost cricks his neck, but he nods before he can psyche himself out, and the next second, you’re tugging him into the house behind you. it’s not the first time he’s met your family, but it is the first time you introduce him as your boyfriend. the word has a strange ring to it, a one-two punch that knocks the breath from his lungs every time you say it.

and it’s only really been a week.

later, in the dim halo of your bedroom lamp, your legs dangling over his as the pair of you read manga on the floor of your room, he reaches out to pull you into his arms.

“i — i’m not a — hm,” he clears his throat and tries again, fighting the urge to bury his face in your shoulder from behind, “i’m not good at… this kind of stuff…” he admits, though your tinkling laughter tells him that yes, you know. still, he forces himself to go on —

“so… uh — if i like… blow up over something random just… like slap me or… or something.”

for a second, you’re quiet, your steady breathing and his much less steady ones the only sounds in the room.

then, you twist slightly to face him, peering up at the profile of his face in the burgeoning dark.

“do you remember that one day — when it rained this summer? and it was so, so nice because it was so freaking hot that whole week?”

“uh… yeah?”

“and then… like three weeks later, there was a hurricane warning, and everyone had to stay home?”

“sure. umemiya made everyone run to put away his stupid planter boxes —”

“but… if you think about it, the rain is still just… rain, right?”

sakura frowns, pausing, “i… guess so.”

“yeah. so… it’s kind of like that with you, i think.” you smile, settling with your back against his chest, his arms around your middle, “the rain is still the rain, whether is light or it’s heavy. and… i’ve always loved the rain.”

sakura makes a soft noise, letting his head fall back against your bedframe.

“it doesn’t matter to me… cause, i think i’d still feel the same about you either way,” you say, turning around once more to fix him with a smile —

“i’d love you if you were summer rain… i’d love you, still, if you were a hurricane.”

[hometoursandotherstuff]

This 1927 Spanish style mansion, "The Cedars," in Los Angeles, CA is crazy. It's Old Hollywood Glamor, and the 10bd, 12ba home is $32M. You just have to see it. The owner is fashion designer Sue Wong, who restored it.

The grand entrance hall and staircase. There are a variety of styles throughout the home, from Baroque to French Art Deco. That ceiling is amazing.

Look at this hall. It talks about all the styles, and says that it includes the property next door, but it doesn't say anything about the furnishings.

How's this for a living room?

And, the dining room- it's an open concept.

This is a little more casual seating and it's Art Deco. Love the round room and view of the garden.

Then, this sitting room is more Spanish Villa. What happens w/the very wealthy? After they renovate & decorate, they get tired of the house?

Up these stairs there's a beautiful iron and glass gate.

The formal dining room. So, even if she takes all the furnishings, the buyer will still have the curtains, chandeliers, and ceilings.

Smaller, casual dining space. I wonder if the cabinets are built-in.

The kitchen is impressive. Look at the faux finish on the celing. It looks like no one's ever cooked in this kitchen.

Here's a little larger everyday dining space. This one has a built-in cabinet.

Check out the ceiling in the primary bedroom. Odd choice of color bedspread, though. Red, orange, blue, gold, and a pink bed.

The bath is nice. Not as elaborate as I thought it would be.

And, look at this orange bedroom. The shape of the ceiling and faux finishes are great, but the gold fireplace in the corner is the focal point of the room.

Off this room is a lovely conversation room.

And, look at the bath. Maybe this is the primary bedroom.

These halls. I see a built-in cabinet down the hall and these windows open- you can see the iron barrier, so it's like a terrace.

Elaborate canopy bed in this room.

Writing desk in here. Must be a guest suite.

Marble tiles and look at the tub.

Another sitting room with cute spiral stairs going up to a loft.

This looks like a rooftop deck with a pergola.

Bridge over a koi pond and a covered sitting area.

Stunning home. That must be a pool b/c it has stairs, but it also has grass.

Fountain and water feature.

The .51 acre lot is 1/2 an acre, the house is huge, but they really made the most of the grounds. The gardens are stunning.

https://www.zillow.com/homedetails/4320-Cedarhurst-Cir-Los-Angeles-CA-90027/20810967_zpid/

[rizzoreads88]

People are crazy. SJM has hinted at a possible Ezriel romance since ACOMAF. They have shared a lot of sweet moments, and she immediately felt comfortable with him, even when she was traumatized after the Cauldron. I mean, Cassian mentions that Azriel finally got over Mor, and people really think that Azriel, who spent 500 years pinning after Mor, moved on only because of lust?

It’s funny that Azriel was after Mor for so long but never actually made a move even though to his knowledge she was single that whole time…Yet he makes a move on Elain.. Makes you wonder how strong his feelings must be for elain….

1) The antis always like to use the one line where he says “he hadn’t planned further then the fantasies” and use that as absolute truth and throw everything else away. Just because he says he hasnt made any plans yet doesn’t mean he hasn’t thought further… why would he be making plans to be with her as of now she has a mate and is seen as off limits to him… which Rhysand reinforces in the bonus chapter. Sure if people want to take one snippet and focus on just that and throw everything else away they can…but we’ve gotten many moments between them that proves he cares.

2)In the same bonus chapter azriel talks about having razor sharp thoughts but his head going quiet around elain, how he saved her soltice gift from the year before and keeps it on his dresser and looks at it every night… also how he knows her so well he didn’t need his shadows to read her. If azriel ever did or said even 1 of these things for Gwy* the Gwy*riels would be screaming from the rooftops azriel was in love with her. but because he does these things for Elain and not who they ship him with they try to reduce it down to “just lust”

3)He lent his prized possession to Elain and no one else. That’s just just?!

4) The man was willing to die to rescue her. Then when he does actually rescue her and brings her back he is injured and bleeding but refuses to go get looked at until he knows she’s ok. He straight up carries her to them and tells them to get Helion to get these chains off of her. I mean when he saved gwy* from sangravah he did none of that. He hands her off to mor and continues on his mission and never even checks up on her after. But with Elain he goes through all this and it’s just lust?

5) and the antis are alll going to say “well we have to go by what he says it’s his own pov” ok but it’s funny that when Luci*n says he wants to go see if she is worth it or that he can’t stand to be around elain anymore then it’s a different story.. then they say we can’t just go by what Luci*n says we have to look at his actions. But also when feyre goes into Luci*ns head when he first goes to visit Elain In acowar what was the first thing he thought? “She hadn’t yet turned toward him, but the ravages of her fasting were evident enough. Touch her, smell her, taste her—“ acowar. So when we are in his head he notices how frail she is yet still fantasizes about what he wants to do to her… but yet where is everyone saying he just lusts after her? Now to be fair I do think Luci*n cares for her I’m just showing how they pick and choose when to use this argument and not.

6)Azriel is upset after the bonus chapter takes place that nesta and cassian point out how he is even more moodier and aloof after soltice. He’s this upset but “it’s just lust”

7) it’s said multiple times Azriel can get anyone he wants and he’s had multiple lovers over the years but yet he’s focused on Elain, spends time with her just hanging out in the garden yet “it’s just lust”. ?

We know it’s not just lust with Azriel and Elain. We know they know it’s not just lust with Azriel and Elain. They just try to diminish them because Azriel doesn’t want who they ship him with.

[love-and-deepspace-wiki]

Akso Hospital

Location: Downtown Linkon City

Clinic Number: 2122637824

"Linkon's municipal hospital, located downtown. A facility focused on medicine, research, and education. Its divisions, such as the Division of Cardiac Surgery and Division of General Surgery, are widely respected. At the forefront of healthcare, it is a world-renowned medical institute."

- Linkonopedia Entry

Details:

Okay, this is going to be a long one. Rather than try to cram everything into one huge post, I'll be splitting it up into a series of posts to sufficiently cover everything. I'll list the link menu at the bottom of this main post. But first, let's go over the general details of Akso Hospital!

Mottos:

"Akso Hospital, for a brighter future"

"For A Better Future of Life"

"Akso Hospital Cares"

Features & Facts:

It has its own Flux Stabilizer

The Akso Remote Monitor is a hospital took used for monitoring the health status of remote patients

It has a rooftop helipad with at least two rescue helicopters

Akso Hospital has at least 11 confirmed floors

The protaganist mentions a waiting area with a TV that plays movies. According to Zayne, there's also popcorn in a vending machine next to the nurse's station.

Events:

Hospital Staff's Lottery: This year, the grand prize was a hot springs trip for two. Zayne won.

Patient's Favorite Doctor: An annual public poll the hospital releases. The protaganist says the votes showed Zayne was very popular this year. The winner will be forced to appear in the hospital's promotional videos (a detail Zayne is not excited about lol)

Health Initiatives:

Zayne says the hospital has many health initiatives. But these are the ones specifically mentioned by name:

The Mindfulness Chamber: a mindfulness initiative

Get Out of Bed: an encouragement initiative

Floorplan:

At Akso Hospital, floors are denoted with a letter (possibly indicating the specific building or wing?) followed by the floor number. Rooms, offices, or defined areas on that floor are two-digit numbers. (For example, Room 2 on the fifth floor of building B would likely be written as "B6/B06, Room B02".)

Here are some Akso Hospital room locations I was able to confirm throughout the game:

Floor A8/A08:

00-03: Diagnosis Rooms

02: Division of Cardiac Surgery

04-06: Doctor's Offices

Floor A4/A04:

Reception where Yvonne works

Zayne's check up room is on floor A4

017: Radiotherapy

Link Menu:

Cafeteria

Division of General Surgery

Division of Cardiac Surgery

Division of Evol and Protocore Medical Technology

Emergency Room

Evol-Cardiac Medical Research Lab

Garden

Neurology and Sleep Center

Pediatrics & Pediatric Ward

Public Relations Division

Radiology

Radiotherapy

Surgery Center

(In-Game Medical Glossary)

[pianocat939]

Okay how about yandere garden warfare plants (or just plants that are able to move around and shit) with a potted plant m/c that can’t?

MC is going to be a heal flower, because I feel like the plants will be more around them if they are a healing plant.

Now I don't what plants to pick, so we'll go with a peashooter, chomper, and Kernel Corn (Rose is mommy-)

Tw: zombie killing obv, light possessiveness, aggressive behaviour

Peashooter:

It likes to be on top of rooftops and other high-altitude places so that it can protect you from afar. It won't really directly interact with you unless it needs some healing. It'll shoot any zombies trying to near you so that you just stay happy and heal the comrades.

Totally tries to act all tough when it's being healed, but genuinely feels happy/lovey-dovey when you heal it. Maybe a little nuzzle before it goes off to fight some more zombies.

It is kind of possessive despite being a basic plant. It will steal all the healing so that its comrades can't steal your precious light.

Chomper:

Chomper will stay the most around you since it's a melee-kind plant. It likes to target zombies from hiding so that it gives them time to chew while also protecting you!

It's a lot like a clingy dog. When it's not busy fighting or chewing, it likes to nibble on your petals. Not to hurt you, just to show some affection. Licks are another thing it likes to show affection with.

Chomper gets nasty if zombies are a threat. It will become aggressive and won't stop until the threats are all gone. Then it'll just snuggle up to your light so it can rejuvenate and have some snuggles.

Kernel Corn:

Kernel Corn is similar to Peashooter, and is less close to you. But unlike Peashooter, he tends to come back to you more often since he's on the front lines. He tends to check on your health whenever he comes back, and ABSORBS your healing.

Kernel Corn likes to be the hero for you. Literally will tell you all his vanquished zombies and how he worked so hard to keep you safe. Might ask for a little kiss on the cheek because he's kind of cocky to me. (Watch MC flat-out reject him haha)

Kernel Corn doesn't get overly aggressive like Peashooter and Chomper, instead, he takes the chance to show his dominance over the battlefield. He'll then ask for some praise definitely.

(I love Chomper so much. It's like a goofy little dog.)

- Celina

[82mitsu]

{18Trip} <PROLOGUE SIDE-A: Still blank> 000-A07 Down memory lane

A translation of 18TRIP's PROLOGUE SIDE-A by 82mitsu. ENG proofreading by sasaranurude.

Headband boy: Anyway anyways, bet you can shoot the most craziest exciting footage of HAMA if you go up to the observation deck! I wanna do that so baaad~!

Kaede: You haven’t been there? To the Sky Garden.

Headband boy: Haven’t you heard? Right now it’s like, if you don't pass that strict annual income check you won’t get in, y’know? A total no go for normal people~

Kaede: That’s just ridiculous…

Headband boy: Back in the day anyone could hitch a ride up top with just 1000 yen, yeah? Shoulda grabbed my chance right there and then! What a waste!

Kaede: Yeah… still, my pocket money as an elementary schooler didn’t cut it last time I went, so I didn’t end up making it to the observation deck in the end.

Headband boy: No way. Gotta be stupidly disappointing, that right there.

Kaede: That’s why, instead, I went to a different place… If I remember right, there’s a building somewhere where you can get a view of HAMA’s port from the rooftop…

Kaede: …Huh? Where did I see that from again… It’s not coming back to me…!

Kaede: (That’s the place where Kafka might be right now, too…)

Headband boy: ……

Headband boy: Say say, what did it look like?

Kaede: Look like… you mean the view from the building?

Headband boy: Yup yup. Whatever was ‘round there will do. If ya tell me, I might be able to guess where that building is?

Kaede: Eh! Seriously!?

Headband boy: For sure! I’m like, aiming to become the best movie director in the whole universe! Which makes me the number one walking encyclopedia of all the cosmos when it comes to locations in HAMA!

Kaede: (Walking encyclopedia aside…) 

Kaede: Thank you! I’ll do my best to remember, and I’m so glad you’re helping me out!

Headband boy: Okies~! But, in exchange you gotta help me with filming. Next time, get everything on film properly, capiche?

Kaede: Ahaha… As long as it’s not in a location that will cause issues for other people, I’ll help out whenever.

Headband boy: Hell to the yeah! Pinky promise!

Headband boy: So? What kinda stuff was there?

Kaede: Let’s see… I’m pretty sure that building had a bento place on the first floor…

Kaede: It’s already evening…

Kafka: …

Kaede: Kafka, aren’t you tired?

Kafka: …I’m tired.

Kaede: Eh? Are you okay!?

Kaede: (Right… Kafka sat down right in front of that building.)

Kaede: Kafka, are you hungry? Wanna buy a bento?

Kafka: I’m fine.

Kaede: Then… a sip from your flask?

Kafka: Don’t need to.

Kaede: Kafka…

Kaede: (I was clueless about what I should do… and then I—)

Kaede: (I pulled on Kafka’s hand, took him up the stairs on the side of that bento place…)

Kaede: Aah… this is the place. Still the same as back then…

Kaede: (That also reminds me—eventually, I found out that Sakujiro-san had been following us from the shadows the entire time that day.) 

Kaede: (But, it’s without a doubt that going on a trip together with Kafka, experiencing that feeling of how a trip broadens your horizons for the first time… That made me fall in love with HAMA.)

Kaede: (This feeling of wanting to go far and beyond to make someone smile, just like when I was putting together this guide—it didn’t come to mind during any of my recent jobs…)

Kaede: Haha… these stairs, feels like it only takes a few steps when looking at them now. And yet back then, it was as if they stretched out higher, further.  

Kaede: (At that time too, I grasped onto the sightseeing guide as I did today… with the other hand holding Kafka’s firmly. I, no matter what it took…)

Kaede: I wanted to make Kafka smile.

Kaede: (That me from back then, is the same as… no, it’s the opposite, isn’t it.)

Kaede: (The memories of Kafka from that day, wanting to give “hospitality” to make someone smile, are what made me  the kind of person I am today. Isn’t that right—)

Kaede: —Kafka.

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prologue directory: A01 / A02 / A03 / A04 / A05 / A06 / A07 (x) / A08

[putschki1969]

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Talk Garden Vol.10‼︎〜Stories About Your Father/Rainy Season Precautions! Yokosuka Ghibli Edition Part 1〜

Vol.#10 of Wakana's Talk Garden has been uploaded~😊We have successfully reached a big milestone, the 10 episode mark‼︎ It's all thanks to everyone who always listens and sends submissions…✨I am very grateful😊 I would like to continue posting my podcast at a leisurely pace, so please look forward to future episodes‼︎‼︎＼＼\٩( 'ω' )و //／／

One of the topics for this episode was "Measures against the rainy season". Here's my favourite umbrella which I talked about in the podcast☂️💕It's very cute. I want to use it a lot during the upcoming rainy season🙄Someone mentioned in their message that "the air pressure during the rainy season is tough." I feel the same. During this time of year, the air pressure and humidity are likely to make you lose your energy. Don't forget to stay hydrated and it's best to do some light exercises to get through the rainy season in good health! 🥺

And since it is also Father's Day, I wanted everyone submit "Stories about your father" as a second topic for the podcast. By the way, I had completely forgotten, but my father was really into magic 😅He liked to do magic tricks with cars ♧♤♡♢Here is his very own card set. He would always bring out playing cards and perform some tricks wherever he was. He would even do little performances in front of my friends 😂He never let me in on the mechanics behind his tricks but he was definitely really good. Now I really want to see my dad's magic again 😊One day when I get to see him again, I'll ask him to show me~💫

So, for the next episode of "Wakana's Talk Garden" on July 10th, there will be no specific talk topic. You are free to submit anything you want me to talk about or you want to ask me･:*+.(( °ω° ))/.:+ The deadline is June 30th!! Please send your submissions!! ＼＼\٩( 'ω' )و //／ Thank you so much to everyone who sent messages this time!!!

Now, I would like to talk some more about my trip to Yokosuka‼️⛱🏄🌊I already talked about it in my podcast so in this blog post I want to share some photos from the first big part of my trip when I visited the "Toshio Suzuki and Ghibli Exhibition" held at Yokosuka Museum of Art! (I'll post about my experience in Sarushima=Monkey Island in a few days!!) Speaking of Ghibli, some people were curious if I had gone to the Ghibli exhibition so yes, you finally have your answer😊 You are greeted by Chihiro at the entrance. My excitement skyrocketed right from the start😊The curtain leads to an exhibition of 8,800 books displayed in a huge bookshelf. Each book is believed to have influenced Suzuki in some way. Another source of inspiration is his collection of movies which contains a whopping 10,000 films. I was surprised at the number of movies, he must have absorbed so much information from all these works. I want to become a part of the Suzuki family. It's cut off, but at the top of the photo there is Teto's beautifully drawn paw. I also really liked the drawing at the bottom center signed with "Miya-SAN on the Cliff by the Sea". Then I I met Totoro and his friends surrounded by a starry sky♡ I should have taken this photo with an umbrella~😭Here I am looking up at The Bathhouse with Chihiro. While I was there, I imagined Haku getting mad at me and telling me to get back right away because I shouldn't have come! Next I got myself one of Yubaba's fortune telling slips. What an impact😂 You pull out a numbered tag from Yubaba's mouth and then take your fortune slip from the drawer according to the number. It looked like I was trying to floss Yubaba's teeth. I got a half-blessing related to tidying up and becoming clutter-free. Last but not least, I enjoyed the wide and open sky on the rooftop 😂

This time, I bought a file, a letter set, a keychain, and postcards at the souvenir shop 😊 I love the keychain of San's mask😍 I will send one of these postcards to everyone whose messages I've read during the podcast😊 ...And with that my Ghibli story comes to an end. Or not!! Actually, my Ghibli adventure isn't over yet😇 I still have a few Ghibli photos and stories left so I will post a Part 2 some time soon!! I also have a story about a crazy stamp rally that felt like a sports competition😂

All right, I'll leave it at that for today!! Until next time~☆( '▽')/

＊＊＊Wakana＊＊＊

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Wakana’s Talk Garden #10

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・Stories about your father ・Measures against the rainy season

For next month’s episode which is scheduled to air on July 10th, the following topic has been chosen:

・Anything you'd like to ask Wakana/Anything you'd like Wakana to talk about

The submission deadline is 06/30.

[kleefkruid]

How does the situation with the Rooftop Strays work? Like, do they hang out in your house sometimes, did you semi-adopt these cats? Just curiousity, your comics and pics are a delight

Yeah so the buildings of my block are squeezed together, and inside is a bit of leftover space that belongs to some of the huises, I'm talking in total smaller than the average garden outside the city. And there's a few second story balconies looking over it, like mine. And one of the patches of garden is neglected and overgrown. There is a bit of rooftop, like gray, flat, between the neglected garden + my neighbors garden and the two balconies above it.

When I started going on my balcony this thin, grey (grey as in dirty and dusty not naturally gray) would just sit on the rooftop 20 meters away and hiss at me. Everytime. It was a bit comical bc I never had a cat hiss at me so far of in the distance, but we soon figured out what was going on when someone, me or someone else moving my stuff I don't remember, spotted a kitten in the bushes below. She was basically going "Don't you dare think about it!!" While I didn't know what there was to think about.

This was Michelle, and the kitten is Kotelet. Michelle was clearly left behind by someone bc you can access (or leave) this middle part, and she had turned this space into her territory and I was. not welcome. However, she did welcome herself into my house when I was airing out the appartment and ate some kibble, desperate and hungry and feeding a kitten. And I let her do it and gave her some extra opportunities to do it. Eventually she met Oskar and Marcel, my actual kats, and she slapped at them but they're social and kinda stupid so they thought she was trying to play because nothing bad has happened to them ever. She also figured this out and just started treating them a bit like overgrown kittens, probably bc they're spayed and again kinda stupid and meow at other cats. So they become like a clique. The kitten still lives in the garden. I'm still not cool and not part of the gang no matter how much she sees the boys interacting with me.

A few weeks later, kitten becomes big enough, starts to climb on shit, immediately gets on the wall and falls off into the other garden. Now, my below neighbor has not moved in yet. So there is nothing to climb back out on and Michelle can't get to her. So I call my landlord asking if they're showing the apartment today and if not if it's ok I break in for a moment. They can't come so I got a ladder from neighbors by literally just asking at houses bc I didn't know anyone until this Maroccan family just gave theirs with mild amusement bc "I need to get a kitten out of a hole" is quite a sidequest. But I got there, got out the kitten (with much protest and yelling from the baby, who decided she was being eaten) while Michelle looked on, and when I got back on the roof I handed her her kitten back.

Since then, she actually started directly interacting with me so I guess I passed the commune check by getting her kid back to the nest, so to say? I don't know how much they rationalise that kind of stuff but there was a noticable change before and after. I brought food, took care of the kids (once) so I was allowed to not be hissed at any more.

After that it's all just slow socialising process, which I did for a bit at a shelter so it's a bit of a fun side project bc the shelter here is kinda shitty and weren't interested in taking them. So I'm slowely getting them used to everything, the newest thing is sitting inside with the door closed, they used to freak out when I tried doing that.

Michelle basically only needs to learn the litterbox so maybe Danny might take her when he gets a better set-up, we have a few loose options. Kotelet is more sifficult bc she's more feral and she refuses any cat food op untill this point. She literally gags when she smells it... which, same tbh. But she does make progress in other fields so I'll see how far I can get. She didn't start interacting with me until much more recent.

So yeah they're basically part time here, on the balcony or they wait by the door to be let in and hang out for a few hours. My entire childhood we always had about 3-4 cats that were ex strays so I'm kinda used to this happening. Cats will find you.

Anyways Michelle is white now and has a nice coat and kotelet is still fucking tiny bc you can't change that.

[hybbart]

After finding the post of Jimmy going feral on my dash and scrolling through everything I could find for this au, I know everyone is encouraging Etho & False’s murder but I love them so much can we get a quick check in in how they’re doing?

Most certainly, I'll do a quick explanation about their situation.

False was a living history enthusiast who learned blacksmithing and carpentry, so she has an actual factual handful of hand-forged swords and bows and even knows how to fix shoes.

Etho was a security guard with a hobby for fishing and survival camping. He may or may not have known a horse breeder and stables, so he's also pretty good with large animals. (He also is definitely not a cosplayer, he just manifested those sewing abilities out of thin air for sure...)

Overall the two have a lot of odd and unique skills that let them survive in ways others cannot.

Etho and False (and a few others with them) basically had your stereotypical more cynical "humans are the real monsters" apocalypse experience and ended up in a large group of raiders. Unfortunately, such a group is rather unstable and ate itself with conflict and violence. It made them tougher, but much more wary and cynical. (Hence their first method being to rob the ranchers of what they need.)

Despite being much more willing to kill they ultimately would rather not. So, Tango made a deal to bury the hatchet if they agreed to behave.

They live downtown now, in the city no one else wants to. They're a bit tougher and have more combat experience so they don't mind it in exchange for the natural protection the zombies provide and the untapped resources found nowhere else. Those resources make them very valuable trade partners, too.

They're still adjusting to interacting with other groups peacefully. Some people are also not ready to trust them, Jimmy most of all. As such, they primarily interact with the Gs right now, who are their closest neighbours and they've had the most time with.

They're getting on pretty fine now. It's a bit rough to set up, but they have a good network of tunnels and rooftop highways under way.

They don't have as much resources to do so but just like the ranchers they're starting to set up gardens now that the weather's turned. Since they're far less established in general they probably won't have enough to survive off it independently this year.

Overall they're making due, and have been tentatively added to the radio network on Tango's vouching.

They have access to a lot of technology, untouched canned foods, clothing, and other large quantities of resources, so they're setting up a pretty luxurious base.

[knackfandomarchive]

Now We're Thinking With Portals!

I initially thought of sending this as an ask to @sonicasura, but then wondered if maybe it's too sensitive and also long. And I only watched to like episode 4 so I bet things are wrong.

(KNACK X Kaiju no.8)

(also, textual depiction of Kaiju death, and blood. There is an image depicting blood)

Ok so, the plan requires equal parts extensive set-up, foresight, and prolonged secrecy and dumbassery; Somewhat characteristic of a certain duo comprised of a thirteen-year-old (headcanon) human boy and his relic monster brother (also headcanon).

Lucas wants to keep a tight lid on this plan. Though it was originally Knack's idea, Lucas quickly assumes the role of mastermind. He has to pick Kafka and Reno's brains for important information, seemingly innocuous questions like: How big can Kaiju get? Do they always explode when their bodies are pierced? Can I help clean up a Kaiju with you guys? These are natural questions, too, not so suspicious really.

There are so many ways this plan could go wrong.

Reno is only told the plan when Lucas needs to double-check his math. The latter forces the former to swear secrecy: Kafka wouldn't want a kid like Lucas anywhere near a live Kaiju, and he only hesitantly let him help scrape up a dead one.

Showtime is about to start after a Kaiju appears in just the right location. Just a few minutes after the evacuation order is delivered, Lucas virtually drags Reno away from the rest of the cleanup crew. Not sure if Kafka thinks much of it; everyone needs to evacuate and Lucas pretends to be doing just that, faking distress and begging Reno to get him out of there stat.

But the human boys appear on a rooftop directly adjacent/within the Kaiju's rampage path. I wouldn't be surprised if Reno got cold feet at this point: He looks at the angled mattress on the rooftop they stand on. He looks at the 9-feet tall relic golem - who's gripping the edge of a taller gothic building on the other side of the street with his weird bird feet and grinning down at them. Directly below Knack is an oval window, and far below, on the ground, Knack had removed the entire doorway and laid it down.

Reno looks at Lucas and says, "You're insane!"

Lucas finishes lowering his face shield, and laughs, clearly excited. Then says "Nuh uh! This is gonna be sick." He holds up a flag and Knack readies himself to jump.

Meanwhile, in another world, Doctor Vargas views the makeshift decoration set up in the garden: On the ground below a brick wall, relic ruin arches set together on their sides to form a ring, and a simpler ring of wire several feet above it, having a prong to hold it in place on the wall with something heavy. Minutes ago, the Doctor had been doing something else when the boys interrupted him, a slightly-too-tall-for-the-ceiling Knack telling him to go to the garden immediately and Lucas breathlessly giving clearer directions. Doc could barely register the words and take in the odd white garb Lucas was wearing, before the boys had high-fived with a "let's go!" and sprinted off.

Now, Lucas waits for the Kaiju to get closer, a convenient billboard keeping him and Reno out of sight. Reno is sweating, but Lucas is totally shaking, even as he grins under his mask. It's a little too late to go back now. Finally, the Kaiju's nose reaches the billboard when it spots Knack - who had himself anxiously shifted his weight - and decides he's a live thing to destroy.

Lucas swings down the flag, sending the signal, and Knack crosses his arms over his chest and jumps. The boys and Kaiju watch him fall and disappear through the archway. Lucas quietly pumps a fist, and Reno mutters that he hopes this works.

The Doctor was beginning to grow bored, until light flashes within the rings and Knack appears, falling through the portals faster and faster until he is just a blur. Knack tries to holler a greeting, "Hey... Doc..." but he is already exhausted. Finally the portals close and a great quantity of relics scatter all over the place, the Doctor yelping at the projectiles and diving behind a bush, mostly unharmed.

The Kaiju had turned itself to look down at where Knack disappeared, sniffing. Additionally, it had smacked its tail against the building the humans stood on, disturbing it. The humans flattened themselves down against the roof for this reason, as well as that the Kaiju was clear of Knack's flight path, and the living cannon ball would hurtle straight for the mattress.

This was a stupid plan, Lucas thinks to himself morosely, rolling onto his back. Helicopters approach overhead.

But then the Kaiju raises its head and body, and shudders. Knack had shot straight out of the window right then at top speed and slammed into the Kaiju's chest. If all had gone well, Knack would have been at his smallest size and maintained his form.

He doesn't come out the other side, meanwhile some relics have flown over the Kaiju's body, and the humans on the ground have to contend with the idea he might have bounced off or gotten stuck.

Defense Forces are loading out by this point.

But the Kaiju's flesh swells, caustic fluids combining, and explodes, sending blood, bone and organ matter flying. The Kaiju groans and collapses to the ground, defeated.

Reno quietly admits that that was cool.

Lucas leaps to his feet and gets dizzy. "Woah! It really went down?" And he cackles triumphantly. "But wait, where's Knack?"

He does a lunge at the edge of the roof, looking down and hoping to spy a 3-feet-tall humanoid made of relics. Sure enough, something small crawls out of the Kaiju corpse, sliding to the ground.

When Knack reaches the ground, he checks that his limbs are still intact and flicks off the gunk. It worked!

Only, the Defence Force is now on the scene! Uh oh!

[dreamylittlesugarcube]

Valentine’s Day with Kyungsoo

Genre: EXO AU

Characters: Kyungsoo x Female Reader

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1,000

Summary: A sweet short story about Valentine’s Day with Kyungsoo using adjectives that seem to fit him and that correspond to the letters in his name.

A/N: This kind of just happened, as I am very in my Valentine’s Day feels at the moment, so I hope you enjoy it. 

**Disclaimers: This is just me using my imagination based on what I’ve seen of DKS via media, so not real just for funsies. Credit for GIFS and pics should go to the original owners ( thanks Amino Apps and Martha Stewart!)

~*~

K

From the start you were attracted to Kyungsoo’s KIND personality. He was always helping the staff complete tasks, worrying out whether they’d eaten. You respected that he cared so much about others. And of course, this extended to you. As an “acts of service” man, Kyungsoo spoiled you with small things that brightened your day–flowers after a routine trip to the grocery store, filling your car up with gas, and home-made lunch made with love. You felt giddy knowing Valentine’s Day was coming up soon and wondered what your sweet Soo would prepare. 

Y

You sighed in sheer bliss as you bit into your second YUMMY éclair of the evening. Kyungsoo smiled at your adorable reaction and as always, appreciated your enthusiasm for his creations. Kyungsoo didn’t claim to be a baker, in fact, he preferred the savory side of cooking. But you loved baking and he loved spending time in the kitchen with you. These days your apartment was practically a boulangerie, with both of you having to fend off hungry members left and right. Valentine’s Day was just around the corner and Kyungsoo was more than ready to whip up a slew of delicious treats.

(A/N: Kyungsoo creates yummy things and is, himself, also very yummy 😉)

U

Growing up as a theater kid, you loved nothing better than a good musical. Why act out lines when you could sing them? With any live concert, musical, movie, or show, the most important thing was the voice. Honeyed vocal runs and the soulful sounds beat out dancing and stage presence anyday in your book. Not long after you’d started dating, Kyungsoo obliged a request to sing at a Christmas party. It was there that you were introduced to his UNIQUE singing voice, so different from any other that you’d heard before. Was he really a Disney prince in disguise? Sources said possibly. He could sing for you any time, any day, anywhere. 

N

Gentle rays of sun bathed the rooftop deck in a warm glow. Kyungsoo hummed softly as he collected his treasures–cilantro, tomatoes, parsley, peppers, green beans–all home-grown from his little, urban garden. Working with his hands in the dirt brought Kyungsoo a measure of peace from his hectic work schedule. Kyungsoo was a NATURAL at nature–green-thumbed and incredibly enthusiastic. You…were not, but he somehow found that endearing. He pictured you sitting in the lounge chair nearby “supervising” as you munched on snap peas. It felt natural to have you here in his little veggie kingdom. Taking the fruits of his labor, he whistled happily down the stairs, off to prepare something special for his someone special. 

G

“So tell me again, why is Kyungsoo picking you up from my place?” your friend, Suzy, wondered aloud. “I mean–you guys live together, so…” she trailed off after giving you that look. You shrugged, unsure of how to explain to this self-proclaimed non-romantic. “He just thought it would be more exciting…”. And it was. Truthfully, it felt like your first date all over again–good gosh, you were even getting nervous. A knock sounded at the door, spurring you to smooth your dress and check your hair one last time. The door opened to reveal a GALLANT suitor looking resplendent (read: ) in a dapper, black three-piece suit. Kyungsoo extended his hand, gently taking your hand and placing it on his arm. He led you to a sleek, black town car, and soon you were speeding down the highway. 

S

It had been difficult, but Kyungsoo had managed to keep his Valentine’s Day plans a complete surprise. He was a SECRETIVE man by nature, his job demanded it, and it was easy to hide details about his personal life from those who weren’t important. You were important and it almost physically hurt to keep something from you. Though he’d almost slipped once or twice he was confident you had no idea what was about to happen. Sliding a blindfold out of his pocket he motioned for you to turn so that he could secure it into place. 

O

Even though your world was dark, you weren’t afraid at all. Kyungsoo kept a warm hand on your back as he guided you up a set of stairs. A door squeaked and you were hit with a  rush of cool, night air. The soft, lilting tones of Ed Sheeran drifted through the night and you could swear you smelled Italian. Kyungsoo whispered in your ear, making you blush. He told you he loved you and was so very happy to spend another year with you. In the beginning, Kyungsoo hadn’t been so OPEN with his feelings. These days words of love spilled from his lips like wine, though you continued to treasure each one.

 With a flourish, he removed the blindfold, revealing the most perfect setting you could imagine. Twinkling fairy lights lit up the familiar rooftop garden, a table set with gleaming silverware and fresh, white linens sat front and center. Pressing a kiss to your hand, Kyungsoo led you towards the table. 

O

Kyungsoo couldn’t take his eyes off you. He observed as you savored the freshly baked bread rolls and twirled chicken fettuccine (your favorite) around your dainty fork, and inhaled a piece of divine dark chocolate cake. He knew you were wowed–the venue, the decorations, the food–you’d more than told him so. Yet, he was still unsettled, as he palmed the box hidden in his pocket. He was taking a big step–the step, in fact. He was OPTIMISTIC about his future with you, more than ready to truly have you as his own. After years of waiting, he’d finally have the love and warmth he so desperately craved. With shaking hands, he bent down on one knee…

❤

You said yes. Of course you said yes. How could you ever say no to the love of your life? The newly added weight to your left hand was a constant reminder of the most perfect Valentine’s Day. You weren’t sure how you were going to top this year’s Valentine’s Day celebration, but you figured you were up for the challenge. After all, there would be many more to come. 

~*~

Thank you for spending Valentine’s Day with Kyungsoo. I really enjoyed writing this one. Just fun imaginings and whatnot! Please re-blog if you enjoyed this too so that others can find it more easily. Happy Valentine’s Day, y’all!

XOXO, 

Emmy

[hometoursandotherstuff]

Behind the stark white exterior of this home is a fun, colorful renovated 1920 home in Brooklyn, New York City. It has 4bd. 4.5ba. and at a whopping $8M, I’m just using it for inspiration.

The area rug has tassels that extend out to the floor. That’s unique. I like the new fireplace. 

Dining area between kitchen and living room. 

What do you think of the bright blue cabinetry? I like the table and banquette in the corner for everyday dining.

Check out this cool black shower room. 

The main bd. is large enough to fit a loveseat in front of the fireplace.

Gorgeous main bath on this floor.

Love the different-colored indoor shutters in the children’s rooms.

This is cool- playful pops of color and reproduction vintage fixtures in the children’s bath.

Attractive family room has a great floor plus an original fireplace.

Yowzuh! Look at this cool bath down the hall. 

The floor’s theme carries all the way out to the rooftop deck. 

Doggo loves it up here.

There’s also a nice yard and garden.

There’s a finished lower level, too. You could make this bonus space into anything.

https://www.redfin.com/NY/Brooklyn/82-Dean-St-11201/home/92328356

[yoiasaarchive]

petrichor | 2.8k words | oneshot | 18trip // kafkae

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Pitter, Patter. Pitter, Patter. Pitter, Patter.

Water droplets stain the glass windows in Kafka’s hospital room. The never-ending quiet yet simultaneously loud downpour slowly but surely came to a halt. The boy, surely not older than ten years old, remains in his bed motionlessly, quietly watching each drop fall from their own place. 

Each and every drop eventually slid down the glass. Some took time to do so, others fell easily as fast as they would be replaced. Every single one. Without fail, these raindrops would leave their resting place and without a doubt, fall flat onto the concrete outside. 

It was a calming sight, Kafka thought. He could watch them forever if he didn’t get so bored of it so quickly. He had lost interest in less than five minutes, resuming to be alone with his own thoughts. As if being left with what plagues his mind was any better. Thinking about it only made his head hurt.

Someday, would he be like these drops, too? 

Would he, without realizing it—fall to his death without anyone else sparing him a glance? His life hangs upon a thin line between life and death, after all.  One day, he could simply collapse and everything he had lived for would be over in an instant. All of his joys and sadness were soon forgotten by the masses. How would his father feel? Sure, he wasn’t as close to him as he was with his mother and all—he’s still family regardless.  

Pitter, Patter. Pitter, Patter. Pitter, Patter.

The rain had finally stopped. A shame, he loved it too. 

It was during this time that he had remembered something a friend, perhaps his closest one, said… He said that when the rain stops, they’d go on an adventure together. Kafka wonders—if that boy, Hamasaki Kaede, still remembers? It happened a few days ago, and knowing how children, especially at his age, are forgetful… He wouldn’t put too much faith into it. 

So Kafka sighs and lets his hospital bed confine him there for how long… Who knows? He’s partially given up. 

Seems like Kaede-chan won’t be visiting today anyway, so why bother? Although he would check the rooftop garden of the hospital first to see if he was there. He always did, and without fail, he’d find him. 

Keeping that in mind, Kafka, who had not felt the prick of the IV drip’s needle in his veins in a while, was free. Thus, he got up and left his room without a word to Sakujiro. He’d be furious for sure, but that comes after he’s met Kaede. 

The journey to the rooftop all by himself proved itself to be an adventure too. That if, and only if you could call it one. Kafka stumbled a few times and found it difficult to take the stairs… Weird how he had resulted in using it in order to not be caught. Still, it was exhilarating! The thrill of the feeling of not being seen by anyone, how he had snuck into an elevator when it was loading people. Sure, it got crowded, but no one seemed to care! All of them had their personal businesses and could not be bothered to even look in his direction. Something as simple as that… wasn’t it fun?

At last, he had reached the rooftop. The smell of rain, its puddles and the dew left on the leaves of the plants—how he longed for the world beyond the hospital walls. Naturally, as he had expected, he too would be there…

“Ah, Kafka…! Why are you here?” Kaede, who had been carrying an umbrella, now folded into its shape when not opened, rushes to his side almost immediately. 

“Mm… It stopped raining, so I guess I thought I could go out for a while…” Kafka makes an excuse, embarrassed that he had been caught in the act. The act of ‘playing it cool ‘til Kaede-chan arrives to play’, of course! He couldn’t have guessed that Kaede would be stopping by when the downpour is still on the rise. 

“Momiji was busy packing up with Pops for our next trip so uh— I kinda got bored of doing that and well, wouldn’t you know it? I’m here all of a sudden, haha!” Kaede simply also makes an excuse. So carefree and light, he sure is. 

The boy, still in his pajamas and cardigan, puffs up his cheeks in annoyance, “Not very funny when you ditched Momiji-chan alone. Meanie.” 

“She’ll understand~ Don’t worry ‘bout it.” 

“Still…”

“Kafka.” Kaede mouths as he walks closer and closer. 

He takes his hand in the other’s, quietly interlocking their fingers together.

“Isn’t it about time I fulfill what I promised you the other day?” 

Full of hope, the younger boy asks, “You remembered…?”

“How could I forget? You were so happy about it that I couldn’t get it off my mind even if I wanted to!” Kaede exclaims. 

“So, Kafka.” He pauses, to make sure he holds the other’s hands tightly. Kafka’s hands were cold but he quickly warmed them up with his own. “Let’s go on an adventure right now, you and me!”

His smile, one of which Kafka thought was the best in the world, shines the brightest amongst the flowers in this garden. It’s like the rays of sunlight, peeking through the thick clouds brought by rain. He loved that smile. 

He wanted to bask in its light forever. 

“Mhm…! Let’s!”

—

Sneaking out into the garden is one thing, but Kafka has never, not once in his short life on earth ever dared to go out of the hospital. But Kaede-chan told him it’ll be okay, so he believed him. He trusts him with his life, so even if this adventure of theirs ends in failure, he’s sure that he won’t regret it. Not now, not ever. 

Now that’s out of the way, how on earth did they even do that? 

Simple: security was lacking. You’d think that the hospital where the 0th ward’s mayor’s son is confined would have top security? No way! Well, they sure did up their security after this incident, so it went well somehow? 

It went too well that it was suspicious, Kafka thought at the time. In the end, all that worrying would only hinder his time together with Kaede, so he completely forgot about it. 

(Despite their measures, Karigane Sakujiro, of course, was secretly tailing them from behind.)

“Kaede-chan, where are we going?” “I’ve got a plan, no worries! But it would be bad if we don’t return as soon as we can… ” 

“Y-Yeah… It’s also a bit late in the afternoon now.” A bit after 3pm, Kafka guesses. A few minutes of walking later, they had finally made it into town. 

HAMA is busy with the hustle and bustle as ever. Speedy cars drive through the roads. The children are walking home from school or playing. Any older student and citizen appeared as if they were having fun under the blue sky, where the sun shines the brightest. The water puddles left by the rain had begun to evaporate, making each step less of a risk. Kaede was thankful for it, if it meant he wouldn’t be slipping and falling on his butt. 

“Ah, Kafka. Don’t let go of my hand, ‘kay? Um, I don’t want you getting lost…” He warned, gripping his freezing hand tighter.

“Hehe, we’ve already gone this far, Kaede-chan. I won’t get lost, don’t worry.” The boy returned the gesture. “...Your hands are warm.” 

“Maybe that’s just the way it is? Momiji said the same thing.”

Kaede runs through his bag with his free hand, eventually picking out a magazine-like book, strung together messily and held up by sewn in strings. “I made a guide book for today! Sorry it doesn’t look like the best…” This guidebook is very clearly handmade and drawn, with tiny pictures accompanying the walls of text talking about which places are which. 

“I don’t care if it doesn’t look ‘the best’... Kaede-chan made it for me, and that’s what makes it special.”

‘You… really put a lot of thought into this, didn’t you?’

(Sakujiro could feel himself holding back his tears while tailing them. Quietly, of course.) 

The pair of boys pass by a shop that sold taiyaki, the kind that comes out piping hot and made to order by the vendor. Both of them got a whiff of the smell of red bean paste, custard, and chocolate fillings from the store.  

“Kaede-chan, that’s…!” Kafka points out the drawing in the guidebook he carried in his arms. “Taiyaki! You wanna get some?” Smiling, Kafka said the plain obvious, “Mhm…! I mean, they’re shaped like fish…”

“Here goes Mr. Fisherman…” Kaede muses. “Fine, I’ll go snag two for us. What flavor do you want?” 

“Uh, red bean paste.” “Aye-aye sir! Then I’ll get a different one in case you don’t like how it tastes.” 

Kaede seamlessly communicates with the old lady running the shop. He even manages to introduce Kafka to her, as his friend that rarely went to explore their city. The sweet old lady was charmed by their appearances, and put in extra filling with no questions asked. The runaways thank her for her time and sit down at a nearby bench to eat. 

“Well, is it good?” “It’s sweet, and fluffy and…!” “Really? Lemme have a bite!” 

He pouts in annoyance. “Kaede-chan, no faaaair. You have your own. Hmph.” 

“Eh? Then, at least lemme wipe that away. You’ve got something on your face.” Kaede mentions, brushing away the remaining paste at the corner of his friend’s lips. This sudden causes him to blush red, then scarf down the rest of the pastry, only hearing laughter from the older kid.  

Well, at the very least, Kafka scored a point there. 

“Kaede-chan, you dummy.”

After finishing their snacks, they had somehow wandered into… Chinatown? 4th Ward, if Kafka was remembering things right. 

“Woah, the sights have changed in an instant…” “That’s HAMA’s Chinatown for you. It’s real pretty here. Here, you wanna take pics? I brought my DigiCam!” 

“Eh… Um… Like this…?” He strikes a pose, well not really as it’d been a lopsided peace sign. 

“Yeah, like that. 3, 2, 1, welcome to HAMA!”

“W-Welcome to HAMA…!” 

The kids proceed to get meat buns and siumai afterward. Next it was stopping by this small shopping street in the same area where everyone knew each other. A place where everyone seemed to laugh and get along so well. The vendors and locals were more than eager to welcome them into their humble stores. It was nice, that sort of thing. This is ‘hospitality’, isn’t it?  

All of the exhaustion from walking and strolling around left them tired. After a bit of a rest, the boys found themselves climbing a tall flight of stairs, extending itself up to the sky. At the very least, that was how it seemed to two young children. It led up to the Landmark Tower, where they decided to go even further, into their sky garden, one that reminds Kafka of the one in the hospital, only that he thinks that the view from there was a lot prettier.

“You know, Kafka, when I was doing my research, well it was school related but… I thought I could spot your hospital room from here. It’s kinda silly, isn’t it?” 

“Mm, not really. But um, I think it’s over there,” He points at it. Needless to say, he was completely right?! One look from the binoculars they had set up could confirm it but it was still far away and all…

“Seriously?! You can see it?!” 

“Yep.” Kafka nods. “But knowing you did your best is enough, hehe…” 

At some point in time, Kaede would take Kafka down to the main port in the 0th ward. It was nearing the peak of summer, and the heat had only died down due to the rain earlier… Yet the smell of it lingers amongst its surroundings. 

Kaede leaned on the railings with a satisfied look on his face. 

“We’re finally here at our last stop. Look, look, the sunset’s happening…!”

The blazing sun turns its surrounding sky orange, while the purple and blue hues of the dark night chases behind it. If it wasn’t enough, the sun’s reflection on the sea waters dye it with its own color, creating an extraordinary view. It’s overpowering—that smell of the sea.  

“It’s pretty.” 

“Right?! The view from this area is juuuust right, I think. It’s open enough to see the waters stretch far out as the eye can see!” 

In a soft, almost inaudible whisper, Kafka inches closer to Kaede to say, “...Thank you.” 

“About this? You’re more than welcome! Seeing you so happy today also made me really happy.” The older one replied with a matching sheepish smile.

“Mm, Kaede-chan, on this guidebook you made… What was the ‘made-up’ company you made up called again?”

“Oh, that? It’s called ‘Hama Tours’...! I can tell you more when we return— Oh crap, we really should—!”

In the end, they never really made it back before the sun had fully set, did they? They ended up on the rooftop of that building where the nice lady who sold tasty bentos allowed them to climb up and take in the nightly sights of HAMA. For some reason, the two talked all about building Hama Tours for real when they got older. Not that Kaede actually took it too seriously, he’d never had the funds to actually do that… 

At least one of them did, look at what the future is now. 

(Yes, Sakujiro did manage to pick them both up from that rooftop and take them back to the hospital before Rihito found out.)

(He sure did nearly collapse when he did find out about it though. The siblings thought it was kind of funny.)

—

In the present day… 

“Chief-chan~ look, look. The rain’s stopped.” Kafka looks out of the window and turns to the direction of where Kaede’s cubicle, now the Chief of Hama Tours, was located. 

“Mm? Yeah, it did.” He also turns to look, acknowledges it and returns to his own paperwork. “Soooo?” “So what…? Don’t leave me hanging here…” 

Kafka pouted, “It’s July 1st.”

“Ah.” Kaede remembers. He remembers it too well. “Uh, happy great escape adventure anniversary…?” 

“That’s not what I… Alright, forget it!”

“Can you not sulk during office hours? Fine, let’s go to the rooftop after work.” Kaede lets out an exasperated sigh. 

He completes his work in a jiffy, mostly concerning Day2’s lesson plans, then heads onto the rooftop by himself to wait for Kafka. (They both had clocked out early, it seems.) It did not take much time for him to show up, calm and collected. 

“It’s been over a decade since then, huh, Kafka?” Kaede smiles, handing him a bottle of juice he had bought earlier in case they were about to lose track of time while they were here. 

“Mm, yeah. I still won’t forget about when you messed up your Mandarin for a bit back there in Chinatown.” 

“Hey now.” It was Kaede’s turn to sulk and pout. 

“Hehe.” Kafka opened, “Since then, when we talked about opening Hama Tours for ourselves, I’ve always thought of turning that dream, no matter how childish it was, into reality. Plus I knew it also had to be based here, in this very building where it was ‘born’. Was that selfish of me?” 

“I don’t think it is. In fact, when I got the address for the office, I thought that it might’ve been a prank or some other thing.”

“I won’t ever do that sort of a prank you know~” Kafka sits down next to Kaede, resting his head on the other’s shoulder. Kaede didn’t particularly mind, Kafka had been clingy since he was a kid so this sort of thing is something he was used to. 

“Even in this area, the sunset in HAMA is really pretty.” 

“So uh… Um… Chief—no, Kaede-chan.” His breathing hitches, and for a moment, his heartbeats almost stopped. The red tinting of his cheeks were concealed by the setting sun. “Mm? I’m listening.” “Uh, when you have the time… Can we go on an adventure like that again? Just the two of us.”

Kaede takes hold of his childhood friend’s hand. 

“Sure. Anytime.”

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[grntaire]

oomfie you're from the boston area right... i'm going on a trip there (and then to buffalo) next week and if you're willing to spare some hot tips they would be greatly appreciated... especially for like queer shows or clubs or whateva :0 only if you want to spare such info ofc!

omg yeah i got you!!

for queer places my fav is club cafe <3 good vibes generally and their food is LIT. cathedral station is a queer sports bar but it's really just a cool space all-around, and blend in dorchester is great too! be warned it's the last few weeks of this season of drag race so if you're out at a queer place on a friday night it'll be insane to get a spot

for more general things, take a walk through boston common bc it really is gorg! hit up the prudential center and there's restaurants that half rooftop access and i think (?) there's a place at the top where you can see the whole city it's gorgeous :)

faneuil hall/quincy market is def super touristy but the area around there has interesting historical buildings which i think is worth checking out!

boston also has some lit museums: i've been to the aquarium, the museum of science, and the museum of fine arts, and are all super fun! i've never been to the isabella stewart gardner museum but it's up next on my boston list bc a) it's beautiful but also b) it's home to the hightest-value museum art theft in history and they have the empty frames up on the wall which is kind of metal imo.

if you're into classical music i have friends singing at symphony hall in bach's b minor mass next week which if you haven't heard, it's sooooo good

the subways (aka the "t") is... not great but is convenient to get around the city. it runs until about 1am, sometimes almost 2 depending on if it's a weekend or if there's a game at the garden or not. but it's not too tricky to navigate, you're either going inbound or outbound and the lines are all colors. imo it's easier to understand than the mta in new york but i also grew up with it lol

i hope this was helpful & feel free to hit me up as it gets closer! i love boston and as much as massachusetts ppl get a bad rep for being rude it's very much that we're a people who are kind but not nice–any local will gladly help you on your way!

[bluepeachstudios]

When the skittles get older, will they get their own rooms, or will they share one? What their rooms look like, like would it be neat, messy, what kind of stuff would they have, ect?

They get their own rooms in the penthouse once they get too big for the crib, but they regularly spend nights in each other's rooms. Only Bardi is really territorial about his room, so they won't sleep in there as much. If he feels okay with it they'll go and sit on his bed or somewhere while he works. Sanzio especially likes to sit on his bed and read while Bardi works.

Davinci's room is the cleanest, he likes things to be neat! Simoni's is clean because his brothers all help him keep it that way. He tends to get distressed easily and have trouble finding things when his room gets too messy. Sanzio keeps his moderately tidy; there's no trash or anything but he's got a lot of stuff he hasn't put away yet. He gets tired the quickest when doing physical things. Bardi's room is a godawful mess and he will not let ANYONE help. They organize it wrong, he can't find things, he gets upset. He knows where everything is. Just don't touch the scrap piles. He WILL know if you move a single screw.

Like all bedrooms, they change as their tastes do. Around their teenage years they start to really solidify what their rooms will stay as for years to come. Bardi has a lot of tech in his room, with video game posters and notes and blueprints sprawled everywhere. He likes to sleep up high so his bed is a loft bed, with a place to curl up and read or do smaller projects beneath it. He has an absolute powerhouse of a computer that puts governments to shame. He's hand-made some parts for it and also makes custom controllers, so some of his favorites are up on the walls as well. A lot of his interests revolve around accessibility in video games, as well as prosthetics, mobility aids and braces. He's got a lot of parts and pieces scattered around. He likes black and purple so his room kinda looks like. Goth with cyberpunk aspects but sleek. He has a wheelchair for when he doesn't feel like wearing his braces that is black and purple and glows way too much.

Davinci's very sporty. He does martial arts the most and does several different kinds, much to his caretakers' dismay. He still has to be very careful with his heart condition but he gets to participate in a tournament once a year! He loves plants as well. His room is FULL of plants, it's like walking into a jungle. Even his bathroom is full of them. He also keeps a betta fish, whose tank keeps getting more and more complex because he likes adding pieces to it, including tubes that lead to MORE tanks. (He takes care of the koi on the rooftop garden that Splinter started; there's a pond there now too!) He likes collecting old stuff like Cody. He's got his dad's mask in a display along with his katanas and a journal Leo made for him about his own struggles as a teenager coping with growing up.

Sanzio's room looks like one of those pinterest libraries where everything is super cozy, with lots of dark wood and natural light combined with coffee shop aesthetic but like, with more COLOR. He loves books, he loves writing, he loves cute animals, he has a million stuffies, his bed is nice and low so he has an easy time climbing in and out of it. He also has a wheelchair that was designed by Bardi for days when he doesn't feel like wearing his braces. It's decorated to be nice and pink and subtle. He likes to keep succulents, but he keeps worrying about when to water them so Davinci regularly checks in on them and just lets him know when to water them instead. He likes collecting old physical books and comics! He even does some bookbinding of some of his favorite digital-only books. He already has 5 volumes of 'Sanzio's Anthology', which are just some of his favorite short stories all put together and bound physically.

Simoni's got stars on his ceiling, and in the corner there's like a fluffy storm cloud on the ceiling that lights up like lightning is going through it. The stars twinkle and shift like the real stars, which are pretty hard to see from New York because light pollution and all that. He sleeps in a hammock most of the time, since that's cozy, but he has a gathering of pillows and blankets beneath it in case his hips are hurting bad. He also uses gutter crutches so those are in there, his are a red to orange gradient with white stars decorating them. Simoni loves to collect pictures and videos of people. He'll talk to anyone and ask them what they're up to. Just like. Imagine the Humans of New York tumblr blog but it's Simoni just getting audio recordings and video recordings of people talking about their lives or things they love. He has a lot of photos on the walls, printed out the old-fashioned way. He loves video editing as well and single-handedly brings AMVs back in the 2120s. He also enjoys carving pretty patterns into clay, or painting them with a lot of colors. Nobody knows this, but he tells secret stories with them.

They all have bits and pieces of their dads' things in their rooms as well. Sanzio has a turtle stuffy that has Raph's voice come out of it when he hugs it. Simoni has all of their old photos in photo albums, and all of his dad's action figures carefully decorating his shelves. Bardi still uses a lot of Donnie's old tools, and listens to his teaching lectures that Donnie made him like podcasts.

Their room at their dads' place looks completely different, though ;)