#cause this is delicious AHAHA

[hunterbunter3000]

Okay but like. Imagine bf whos like hunk showing up on base in his full gear, and sweetheart just jumps into his arms squealing like damn she really does like the scary bitches

HHAAAAAA

Omfg yes 😩😩 he's tall as shit (tall like my Krueger headcannon) and broad like a fucking willow tree, wearing a damn gas mask with red lenses

His muscles are STRAINING-- STRAINING against his vest and clothes. He's so brooding it makes the lights in the room dimmer. Everyone is tense out of their mind and then you hear a tooth rotting "baby!!💓💓"

They see Sweetheart smile ear to ear and running towards him with her arms open. She squeals as she hugs him and-- to the boys surpise-- he hugs back. Tightly

The vibe immediately changes to unicorns and rainbows. He spins her in his arms and her laugh rings through the air (Oh my GOD they hate this) they hear her in her baby voice tell him how much she misses him and that she loves him so much (make it stop) the man nuzzles into her shoulder and rubs her back. He misses her

Idk what this was but I fuck HARD with this idea omg

[charles-leclerizz]

🏎️ ๋࣭ ⭑Collecting shells

🏁 Pairings : Carlos Sainz X fem! Reader

🏁 Warnings : none! just fluffy times

🏁 Word Count : 4.4k words (4422 words)

🏁 Author's note : Ahaha, another one, this one is very self indulgent and I love it so much. Make sure to lilke and reblog (anything is appreciated, but comments and reblogs fuel this sad little writer). The word dividers this time are also from @plum98! Once again, all translations are available at the end, via our beloved radio comm! <3

🏁 Music player : Sofia by Alvaro Soler

“You look so pretty, hermosa!” Carlos exclaims, rushing up to the car from which you and a few of your friends were exiting, each of them parrying off to their respective boyfriends.

 Kika to Pierre, who reached forward to grab her hand and kiss her knuckles, Alexandra to Charles, who wrapped his arms around her waist, lazily swaying the pair back and forth on their heels as they engaged in hushed, intimate conversation, Lily to Alex, who giggled like a small child as he saw her large sunhat almost fly off, courtesy of both the strong, yet pleasant ocean breeze and her own fast pace.

Finally, you and Carlos, who smiled fondly at your clumsy movements that caused your thin, cotton cover-up to slink up from your knees towards the tops of your thighs, before floating back down, “Carlito!”  You bound up to him, jumping into his waiting arms and wrap your legs around his torso, tangling your limbs around his neck and underneath his unbuttoned shirt. 

His laugh rumbles through his chest jovially, causing you to pick your head off his tanned shoulder to look him in his eyes, “Te ríes ahora, pero espera hasta que esto termine.” You tease him, bumping your noses together as his eyebrows raise at you albeit broken, yet improved Spanish, “Now, who said anything about you stopping your koala tendencies? I for one don’t mind,” He holds your waist tighter against his lower abdomen, keeping you fixed in pace with merely one arm as he bends down to collect the tweed beach bag that you had dropped in your pursuit of his embrace, before kissing you on the cheek and letting you down back onto the concrete parking space.

“Bro literally was about to drown me in the ocean,” Alex whispers to Lily, whilst pointing at the lovestruck Carlos who stood Infront of him. To prove his point, he removes his hat and shakes his salty hair, spraying the water all over his girlfriends’ bikini top as she shrieks airily, “Alex!”

“What, it’s true? I would’ve been the next finding Nemo if not for her arriving,” Alex jerks his head towards you as you intertwine your hand with Carlos’, who looks proud of his previous actions.

“I’m sure that you would have been a delicious fish,” Pierre walks over to Alex, who is tucking his wet, mop-like hair back underneath his hat. Kika snorts at the comments before she covers her mouth.

“Guys, can we please get a move on?” Charles complains, “the water looks great for some scuba diving right now,” Alexandra pats his shoulder supportively, albeit hesitant to join her companion on his sea adventures.

“Woah, hold on-“ You stop the bickering that had ensued between the men, arguing that they would not hurry up, for they did not want to plunge themselves into the bottomless pit that was the ocean.

“Nobody said shit, about scuba diving.” You clap your hands excitedly, much to Carlos’ disdain.

“Oh no, you are not doing it again- remember last time?” He reminds you, eyebrows furrowing as his full lips set into a thin, worry-stricken line.

“Last time was a freak accident!” You croon, moving your hand up from his wrist to his bicep as you jump in your spot.

Pierre snorts, “An accident? You didn’t surface for almost an hour and a half! We thought that the sharks had adopted you.”

“I would have made a great shark baby,” You huff, crossing your arms childishly and shutting your eyes tight in retaliation.

Though soon, you let up your act after hearing Alex badly whisper to the group, “The sharks would’ve been scared of her,”

“Fine, but nobody can stop me from taking home a turtle,” You stick your tongue out at the group, who look at you with amusement, for you had done this once. Taking home a live souvenir, that was not very happy to be in your innocent captivity.

“Si Hermosa, we will all let you bring back a turtle,” Carlos runs a placating hand through your hair, his fingers separating the smooth strands as you lean your head against his arm.

“Okay, less talking, more walking, please!” Kika dashes forward, stopping at the crooked wooden steps that lead to a quiet sector of the Amalfi coastline. She swoops her hands dramatically, ushering the group down towards the glistening sand and cycadellic water.

Carlos hums as the rest of your friends continue down in pairs, each of them engrossed in their own conversation, some more animated than the rest.

He leans down to press a kiss to your shoulder, allowing you to use his arm as an anchor as you attempt to hobble down the steps safely, not quite in the mood for concussion yet, you remind yourself.

“Isn’t it sweet that they planned this for our 4-year anniversary?” You sighed happily, grateful for your best friends’ actions.

It was a simple invite, since both you and Carlos grew tired of the same romantic candlelight dinners that could easily be procured at any moment, your friends had roped their significant others in an elaborate scheme to make this anniversary the best one yet.

“Sí, very sweet of them,” He squinted his eyes he kept his watchful gaze on the backs of his companion’s heads, snorting as all of them slowly begun to realise who steep the stairs really were, “Take my hand, Hermosa, I don’t want your falling,”

“Thank you Carlito,” You accepted his hand graciously, “But don’t you know that I’ve already fallen for you.” You deliver the cheesy pickup line with an equally grating wink and smirk, your cringe-worthy efforts are rewarded when Carlos blushes a ripe pink and clears his throat, “I would hope so, we’ve already been together for 4 years.”

“Ah shit!” Pierre shouts out horrendously just before a loud thud makes its way behind the group towards your ears.

“Pierre- fuck!” Soon Lily’s voice is also heard as another thump echoes from the wooden steps, and one by one, the entire group has tripped over each other’s missteps, leaving just you and Carlos, still hand in hand watching their demise.

“Are you guys alright?” Carlos leans forward to catch a glimpse of Kika, who’s head had made alarming contact with Alex’s shoulder. He confirms your position, making you promise not to move from your place before he travels further down towards the human dog pile of your friends.

“I hope nothing is broken,” You call out, cupping your hands over your mouth, you lean side to side, dodging your boyfriend’s bobbing body, trying to get a proper understanding of the position that they are in, “Guys, this is perfect orgy position. Honest to God,” You frame the mess with your hands, before cackling at each of their unimpressed faces.

“I just hope that my own dick is still attached,” Alex groans, instantly doubling over as he got to his feet, staring dirtily at Charles, who sheepishly apologised as he too bent down to help his girlfriend as she attempted to fix her hair and check her body for odd bruises.

“I thought we agreed no dick talk?” Kika reminded the man, reaching underneath her cover-up to throw away the sand that had collected in her swimsuit.

“I’ll be lucky if there is a dick to talk about,” Alex whines, standing straighter on the balls of his feet and stretching out his back.

“We’re almost their guys, just ignore the bruises,” Lily reminds them, beginning to continue the shorter descent down towards the promisingly bright, aquamarine sea.

Carlos hums in approval, checking everyone again before bouncing back up the staircase to your side once again, “Only a few more steps to go, Monada.” He assures you, keeping your elbow in a tight grip.

“I hope so, I just got my nails done,” You shakily exclaim, taking your boyfriends’ arm in your hand, “Why did you ask me to get them done anyway?”

“No reason, Monada,” He kisses your cheek, helping you climb down from the last step to sink your feet into the soft, inviting sand, “But they are pretty.” He examines your fingers closely, grinning happily at the navy blue, glossy coating that covers them. You shrug, content with his answer.

The afternoon sun has just peaked, gracing your group with its warm, yet harsh sun rays and many of you lay to bask in its luminescence. Well, some of you.

The boys had decided early on that they would spend most of the time in the water, whilst you and your girlfriends had opted to bask in the vitamin D overload, gushing about the easy tan that would appear. Though soon enough, one of the boys had escaped from the cool water, your Carlos.

He was the first to break away from his friends, paddling as much as he could to the coast, until the water could barely reach the middle of his chest and his feet hit the seabed, which is when he stood to his full height.

The sun beams reflected advantageously from the small, crystalline water droplets that fell from his skin and thanks to the force of gravity and weight of water, his swimming trunks had lowered enough that the defined V that started from his hips was exposed. He reached up, squinting against the blinding glow of the sand, to push his dripping, umber hair off his forehead.

Kika nudged in your ribs, causing you to gasp and slap you palm over the sharp pain that momentarily blossomed on your skin, “Kika!” You whine, annoyed at the interruption of your approaching nap. You maintain your tummy-down position merely twisting your face to look up at your friend from your spot on your striped cream and indigo beach towel.

You wait impatiently for her reasoning for how she could possibly justify waking you up from your sun-blessed haze, but instead, you watch as she pushes her ray-bans down her nose as she bites her lip and giggles whilst pointing at shore.

“What?” You enunciate while you push your upper body away from the ground, turning your neck uncomfortably to scan the sea, to understand why a rosy blush had graced Kika’s features, one that was not a painful sunburn.

Oh

“Stop lusting over my boyfriend,” You chuckle at her, weaponizing your book that lay peaking out of your crochet Prada Milano beach bag, hurling it at her arm.

“I’m not lusting,” She defends, laying back down on her own towel, flicking her sunglasses back onto her face, “I’m appreciating, I have my own European to lust over, thank you very much,” She pouts at the lack of companion at her side, slipping her headphones back over her ears.

“Yeah- tell the bit of drool on your face that”, you hesitantly dart your hand out from under the protective shade of your umbrella, retrieving your novel from her area, before sitting up facing the rising tide that playfully crawled up the sand, leaving its damp residue in the surface before retreating again. Your eyes rested on Carlos, who was smiling lopsidedly at your blushing face as he jogged the rest of the way up to you. Laying back, you support your upper body with your forearms as you slide on of your legs higher, bending your knee before oscillating it back and forth teasingly.

“Estás mirando, nena” Carlos grins cheekily whilst pulling up his swimming trunks, re-tying off the loosened drawstrings, he crouches down to plant a salty kiss on your lips before reaching behind you towards his own bag, extracting a towel to catch the rogue water droplets that fell from his body.  

“¿Puedes culparme? Tú y tu cintura de cachonda.” Taking his hand in yours before pressing your lips against his skin before rubbing absent-mindedly on the back of his thumb with your own.

He laughed at your response, “Your Spanish is getting good bebe,” he complimented, grunting silently as he came lay down next to you and placea your head on his shoulder.

“Thank you,” You hummed, circling into his cool embrace by looping your hands around his neck and tangling your legs with his. He hums distractedly, slipping his fingers beneath the straps of your bikini top, fiddling with the flimsy material between his fingertips, you gasp at his teasing touches, biting down gently on the muscle that lay innnocently in front of your mouth, ripe for the attack.

You pull away from the nook between his arm and face to look at him, “¿Qué estás haciendo? Hm?” You push the floppy strands off his hair back from his eyes, bumping your nose with his. His lips jutted out as he slipped his head back into the crook of your neck, hand still confined in the straps of your swimsuit as he ghosted his fingers along your spine, snickering at the shiver that runs along your back.

“Nada, ¿qué te hace pensar que estoy haciendo algo?” His tongue darts out to lick at the sensitive skin behind your ear, “I like this set, when did you get it?” His other hand encircles your waist, brushing against the underside of your thigh, causing small goosebumps to rise in his wake.

“It’s new, got it just for today.” You hummed happily, scratching your freshly manicured nails down his sun-kissed back.

Carlos squeezes you tighter, yawning quietly as he leaves barely any space between the two of you, “Sleepy?” You ask, still petting his hair as you too became overcome with tranquillity. He nods his head in your embrace, merely nuzzling further into you, “Okay,” you confirm, allowing yourself to go limp with exhaustion in his arms.

“Fuck me, they’re cute,” You hear someone hissing in the back of your mind as you blink your eyes rapidly.

“Shut up Alex- you might wake them,” The voices become louder as you come to, yawning and attempting to stretch, you notice how Carlos is still sound asleep in your arms as small puffs of air escape his mouth.

A camera shutter goes off in the background, causing someone else from above you to yelp in surprise.

“Guys?” You croak, rubbing your eyes sleepily, “What are you doing,” You whisper, rolling over slightly to look at the half of the group that appeared in your field of sight.

“Nothing, nothing,” Charles assured you, shooting a warning glare at Alex and Pierre, who were snickering to themselves as they looked down at the polaroid camera in their hands.

“Okay,” you succumb to blissful unawareness, turning your attention back to your boyfriend who also began to stir out of his rest, “mi amor,” You murmur in his ear. He groans, keeping one hand planted on your waist as he turned away from you, allowing you to take in the entire scene of you friends standing above you.

Alex and Charles were whispering to one another as he fiddled with her hand unknowingly rotating the ring on her finger . Whilst Pierre, Alex, Lily and Kika were giggling with each other, Kika hanging off Pierre’s arm and Lily leaning her waist against Alex.  

“What’s the time?” Carlos grumbled, sleep still riddled in his voice as he sat up straight, reaching for his water bottle as you tapped your phone screen.

“It hasn’t been long-“ You assure him, “It’s only 4pm,” You look up to the group, who have since came to sit around you and Carlos, in a lop-sided circle.

“What do you guys want to do now?” Alexandra asks, adjusting the sleeve of her crochet cover-up. Charles helps her and kisses the crown of her head.

“I know a whole pier street full of restaurants on the more popular side of the beach, we could go there?” Carlos offers, already starting to pack up his items in his bag whilst removing a pair of white shorts and a linen, long sleeve shirt.

“Sound good,” Lily hums, resting her head on Alex’s shoulder.

“Carlos-“ Pierre calls out, handing your boyfriend a small stack of polaroid pictures, who flips through the pictures curiously as a slow smile stretches across his face. He leans closer to you, showing you the photos of both you and Carlos entangled together, sound asleep.

The pictures are almost identical, with small changes in position from either him or you, with one his hands slipped beneath the sleeve of your bikini and the other resting on the curve of your back, whilst you had your arms wrapped around his neck protectively as you head rested on his arm.

“This has to be illegal in some way?” You comment, looking up and Kika and Pierre, who merely shrug in response, “Thank you guys, it’s a nice way of remembering our fourth anniversary.”

“What?” Charles exclaims, his green eyes wide with surprise.

“Our anniversary Charles?” Carlos arches his eyebrow at his friend, “I was telling you just yesterday!”

“Did anyone know?” You ask the group, only to be met with their confused expressions, except for Lily who nodded her head.

“I did, that’s why I suggested coming to Italy, to Alex,” She offers, looking accusatory at her boyfriend, who scratched the back of his head.

“I thought you just wanted to go to the beach with everyone.” He defends himself, holding his palms up with innocence.

“I literally bought them a gift when we went on holiday?” She says, surprised at her boyfriend’s air-headed-ness.

“You did?” You cooed, smiling happily and scrunching your nose at her consideration.

“Yeah, it’s a jar of heart shells, the ones that are native to the indo-pacific region,” She explain, reaching into her own bag and retrieving the large jar in question. In which almost 3 dozen shells sat, all of them varying sizes and colours with intricate designs, yet one similarity, was their unique heart shape.

“Heart cockles?” Kika speaks up, her interest piqued at the stunning shells that you and Carlos were still ogling at, “That’s so thoughtful Lily,” She praises her friend who just smiles bashfully and brushes of the rest of compliments she received from the group, saying that it was no biggie and that when she saw the gift, she knew it was perfect for the pair of you.

“They represent the saying ‘Cockle of my heart’ that means ‘to warm and gratify one's deepest feelings.” Pierre read out the meaning from his phone, looking at the shells once more, “They are perfect for you guys.” He notes.

“Thank you, Lily,” You say, tears springing to your eyes as you lean forward to capture her in a hug, “They’re amazing,”

“Don’t cry!” She exclaims, laughing, “It was really nothing,”

You sniffled, capturing Carlos’ hand in yours as you plant a kiss to his cheek, “I have a gift as well,” He whispers in your ear, cupping your cheek with his large palm.

“What?” You ask, curious at his impromptu gift.

“Close your eyes,” He orders you, holding your hands in his whilst rubbing the tops of you knuckles with his thumbs.

Your breath hitches as your eyes flutter shut, he flips your palm upwards, and the warmth of his hands leaves yours.

It takes all too long for the warmth to return, and when it does, a velvet box is also dropped into your hands.

“Carlos?” You whisper, lungs stuttering as your brain registers the only possibility of what was in the box, “Carlos- you’re not serious.” Your voice wobbles as you hear a few gasps titter around you after the box had snapped open and you felt Carlos’ fingers on your face.

“Abre los ojos, mi amor” he says, still caressing your cheek.

A strangled gasp leaves your mouth as you look down at the ring that sat nestled in the velvet box currently cradled in Carlos’ left hand, which was wrapped by yours.

It was truly magnificent, a thin gold band with eight cut diamonds, four on one side and four on the other side, positioned in a way to mimic leaves on a vine. And in the centre, as if it were a freshly blossomed rose, a large sapphire sat, deep set in the golden furnishings, the large Jem shimmered and shone in the sunset with a navy-blue hue.

“You’re shitting me right now Carlos, If this you-“

“Al menos déjame decir el discurso.” He interrupts your babbling as he smiles at your teary eyes and red nose.

“My love, today marks the fourth year since we had started dating, I still remember in vividly, not that you would let me forget.” His throat goes dry in the middle of his sentence, and you rub his arm comfortingly, coaxing him to continue, “It was probably the best day of my life, except for the day when I first saw you,”

Your eyes widened, “What?”

“I saw you first when we were exiting a restaurant in Monaco, it was late, and I was slightly tipsy,” He chuckles to himself, “And you were walking by the car that Charles was trying to stuff me into, you looked at me and laughed when Charles accidently rammed my head into the door. Estúpido Bastardo. It was love at first sight. I told him as well,” Carlos looks to his best friend, who was laughing quietly at the memory, “after you had offered us a bandaid from your small clutch and walked away into the resturant, I told him that ‘Charles, I just saw my future wife!’, he thought I was probably drunk out of my mind.”

He looks at you hopefully, tears beading on his long eyelashes, “I have been happily drunk in love with you since then and for the past 4 years, I hope you’ll let me make it last for eternity?” He finishes, eyes glimmering hopefully.

You cup your hands over your mouth, muffling your ecstatic sobs, you nod, sniffling obnoxiously, “Sí, sí, estaré borracho enamorado de ti para siempre.” You throw your arms around him, holding him close. He laughs jovially, wrapping his hands around your waist as he stands up, twirling you in the air before bringing you down, staring into your eyes like you had just hung the moon and stars.

“Te amo mucho” He whispers, inching his lips closer to yours until he could feel your breath against his.

“te quiero más” You murmur back, staring at him from below your eyelashes as you press your lips against his, pouring your love and devotion into your actions as you looped your arms around his neck. Deepening the kiss, you squeal against his mouth when you feel him dip you down, as though you two were in a movie and this was finally your happy ending.

Pulling away, he rested his forehead against yours as he slipped the expensive piece on your finger, a permanent grin etched into his face. Youo cup his face, peppering kisses all across his cheeks, his nose and forehead. Pulling away, you exclaim joyously to your friends, “Today marks the first day of me being Mrs. Sainz!” They clap loudly, some of them whisting as Carlos lifted your conjoined hands up victoriously and kissed you again.

Epilogue :

You and the rest of your friends had stopped momentarily at the BnB that you were renting at Sorento, to change before dinner. Meaning that the boys had cleaned up in mere moments, quickly stepping into and out of the shower, whereas the girls and you and spent over 40 minutes carefully shampooing, blow-drying, moisutrising, painting and dressing yourselves. All while gossiping with one another about the “ultra-romantic speech” that Carlos had said, as Kika liked to describe.

“I had no idea he remembered that” You murmured, pulling at the maxi dress from your bust. The dress reached your ankles as the skirt puffed out mystically and the corset top hugged your torso sweetly, all of this being held up by two thick pieces of fabric hanging on your shoulders, tied in large bows as well as the creamy base with light blue hydrangea’s decorating the entire body and straps daintily. It matched you ring quite nicely, as Alexandra had pointed out.

“I just hope that any one of our boyfriends remember such small details,” Lily remarks, smoothing out the long, black dress that hung from her waist, “I’m not holding out hope though,” She sighs, tilting her head as she watched you attempting to tighten the corset laces on your back.

“You shouldn’t worry, Alex loves you enough to remember this kind of stuff,” You assure her, laying a hand on your tummy as new butterflies erupt in your stomach as the realisation of the ring that sat on your hand slowly sets in, you blame it on Lily, who was tightening the corset top.

She looks at you in the long mirror, confirming the pressure before tying it off in a neat bow with your confirmation.

“Thanks,” She looks at you, grinning at your blissful flush and shimmering cheek bones, “I am so happy for you,” She coos and takes your hands in hers, “Just remember that I was the only one who remembered a gift.” She winks at you, kissing your cheek, before stepping around to adjust her mascara in the mirror.

Soon enough, a hesitant rap of knuckles on the door pauses the final movements of the girls, who were almost ready to leave. You walk up to the dark oak door, opening it slightly to be met with your boyf- nay, fiancé, who was looking down at his phone, scrolling through emails until you cleared your throat.

He looked up suddenly, smiling at you warmly, “You guys almost ready, amado?”

You nod your head, biting your lip as you lay your head against the edge of the door, staring deeply into his hazelnut eyes that softened with each second that they remained enraptured with yours, “Yeah, yeah we’re almost done,”

“Okay,” He laughed quietly, taking your hand in his as he leant down to kiss your lips, though you remembered the glossy artwork that lay, perfectly on your skin and so, you pulled away in the last second. Carlos grunted, falling forward slightly at your rejection, he looked at you, betrayed.

“My lipstick,” You offered, pointing at your lips as an explanation.

He rolled his eyes playfully, quickly pecking your lips, “Be quick.” Carlos reminded you, squeezing your hand and rubbing the large sapphire on your ring before he turned away, walking to the living room in which Pierre, Alex and Charles waited.

You let out a breath as you watched him retreat, but was soon snapped out of the romantic stupor when you heard Pierre screech, “Wait, so you didn’t know that he would propose, and you didn’t remember their anniversary?”

“No, I’m serious. Did you guys know?” Alex exclaimed.

Charles guffawed at his fellow driver “Yes!”

Pierre squawked “Yes!”

“Well obviously,” Carlos chimed in.

“That’s why we didn’t give them a gift?” Charles explained, “And Lily literally told Carlos about her’s?”

“Well shit! So you guys were acting? At the beach?” Alex shouted.

"Could you not, tell? Literally Alexandra and Charles wouldn't shut up about it, I was worried that she would hear." You heard the almost metallic sound of Pierre smacking the underside of Alex's head.

“It’s okay Alex, just remember to be more aware when it comes to your relationship.” You could hear the teasing smile in Carlos’ voice.

“Shut up you Spanish simp.” Alex pouted.

“Hey! I’m an engaged simp, unlike you.”

📻 Kcccchh.... come in.... come in...translatiion available...over

📻 Kchh...Spnish..to engli..sh....over

Hermosa - Beautiful Te ríes ahora, pero espera hasta que esto termine - You laugh now, but wait until this is over Monada - cutie Estás mirando, nena - You're looking, baby ¿Puedes culparme? Tú y tu cintura de cachonda. - Can you blame me? You and your slutty waist. ¿Qué estás haciendo? - What are you doing? Nada, ¿qué te hace pensar que estoy haciendo algo? - Nothing, what makes you think I'm doing anything? mi amor - My love Abre los ojos, mi amor - Open your eyes, my love Al menos déjame decir el discurso - At least let me say the speech Estúpido Bastardo - Stupid bastard Sí, sí, estaré borracho enamorado de ti para siempre. - Yes, yes, I will be drunk in love with you forever. te quiero más - I love you more Te amo mucho - I love you a lot amado - Beloved

📻 Kchhhhh.loosing sign....al.....kcchh....over and out...

[shunin-gumis]

Spiked-Donation: Yes or No? (Part 2)

The Kungfu Bodyguard who's always Bruised

Obsessed with this story!

Location: Flower Laundry

Sonia: Chief!

Momiji: Good work today! I had some work around here so I decided to drop by. How’s your condition?

Nagi: Oh, yeah–

Sonia: Pleash listen to this, Chief! At the last health check-up, they called Nagi-shan to get his blood tested, but he didn’t want to go… 

Momiji: What!

Nagi: Shh… 

Nagi: (It’s hard to explain that acting as Netaro’s donor was the reason why I couldn’t do the blood test…)

Nagi: I’ve been feeling anemic a lot lately, but I’m okay now, so I’ll go to the check up soon… 

Momiji: When?

Nagi: Within the month–

Momiji: Too long! Sonia, can you check if he can take a leave next week?

Sonia: I-I’ll do that now!

Nagi: But I have deliveries–

Momiji: Nagi-kun, I’m begging you, please treasure yourself more. I’ll get mad otherwise.

Nagi: ……Y-Yes, ma’am.

Momiji: I’ll handle the deliveries for you… But wait, I won’t feel at ease unless I drop you to and from the hospital, so I should ask Kinari-kun to do it instead… 

Momiji: Oh, look at the time…! I need to go now, but make sure to tell me the date, okay? It’s a promise!

Nagi: ……Okay. Where are you going? 

Momiji: I want to drop by Chinatown before my next meeting. Apparently, Netaro-kun and Renga-kun have been experimenting with new flavored meatbuns and have been causing a commotion over there.

Nagi: With Renga…?

Nagi: (Don’t tell me he’s planning on making Renga a donor too…)

Nagi: …Chief, I’ll go instead since you seem busy.

Nagi: I’m friends with Netaro too, so.

Momiji: But what about your condition… 

Nagi: I’m good today, don’t worry. I have a delivery somewhere around there anyways. 

A few days later

Momiji: I’m so glad the re-examination went well! I was so worried that you might have had some kind of illness!

Nagi: Y-Yeah.

Nagi: (Chief is happy for me, just like family… Somehow, my heart is thrumming.)

Nagi: The doctor had his head in his hands, asking me whether my blood somehow changed in the past few days.

Momiji: Ahaha! That had to be some kinda mistake. Netaro-kun has cooled down with his experimenting on meatbuns so that’s a relief too.

Nagi: Yeah, he made me eat some of those new buns a few days ago.

Nagi: (Hm…?)

~~~(flashback)

Netaro: Mm, however, it’s been on my mind since last night. The fact that the flavor has changed.

~~~(end flashback)

Nagi: (...My blood changed before, and now again…?)

Location: HAMA House 3F Balcony

Nagi: So you were taking a nap here, Netaro.  

Netaro: Hm~? What is it, Gii?

Nagi: About that new meatbun—

Nagi: …… 

Nagi: No, I wanted to give you an answer to the question you asked the other day. About whether anything had changed.

Netaro: Mm?

Nagi: I think it’s because I’m not all that scared anymore.

Netaro: I see~ Fear does indeed stimulate the release of adrenaline and cortisol into the bloodstream. That blend was quite delicious as well!

Netaro: In that case—

Nagi: No. That. That is still scary.

Netaro: Aww~

Part 1

Nagi: But… Thanks, Netaro.

[loquatenjoyer69]

He wants the loquat because he wants, like most people, to be happy.

Matoba is Matoba. The exorcist world is dying, families are losing their power, but there are still those who want to see the Matoba house brought to its knees, and even in a world like this where the competition is not what it used to be, it's still crucial to maintain the family's power. One slip could reveal a fatal weakness. A single crack could bring the whole house down.

Matoba is Matoba. A fifteen year old boy knows the histories of all the notable exorcist families, because he has to. If you're Matoba, you have to keep tabs on everyone. The Natori house was once powerful enough to rival the Matobas; their proprietary paper techniques allowed them to commune with the gods. Now all that's left of them is a child who knows nothing of his own legacy.

"The Matoba clan might not always be at the top, either, you know."

"Ahaha, I don't know about that... I won't let it fall." It's not allowed.

Every month, a hideous dark mass of a creature comes after him, trying to eat his eye out of his skull. Every Matoba head for countless generations has lived with this. The previous head's face was unrecognizable by the end. A fifteen year old boy is already preparing to take on the role with unwavering confidence. A single crack could bring the whole house down.

Exorcists gossip, exorcists scheme, they plot against each other and try to gain power. Youkai are unpredictable and dangerous; they can be powerful, but they often impose themselves on humans and cause them to suffer. If you can learn how to control them, you can wield that power. You must not let the youkai catch you, or the Matoba's power is no more.

Matoba Seiji is the head of the notorious Matoba clan, dispatching dangerous youkai with ease, spying on other exorcists, keeping the enemies of his clan in check, always carrying the umbrella when he needs it, always with that smile on his face. Matoba has perfectly mastered the art of protecting Matoba.

At twenty-two, he's been doing this for a while now. The small talk, the plotting, the bribing, the arrows, the umbrellas, the monthly visits from a creature hellbent on devouring your eye, it all becomes part of a routine, and at the same time, it gets tiresome.

Incidentally, Matoba Seiji likes sweet things. Incidentally, Matoba Seiji has a fondness for cats. These are essentially fun bits of trivia about him; they're not evidence of anything.

Incidentally, sometimes it seems like he's going out of his way to help people without them knowing. It's just easier that way; it's just more efficient.

None of this means anything. Maybe Matoba is the hard ground in winter: dry and barren, all life asleep underneath, waiting for spring (winter has been going on for years now). Maybe he's a summer harvest: the product of deliberate and painstaking cultivation under the heat of the sun. Maybe he's the spring: full of potential, just starting to blossom. Maybe he's the fall: dying, though he doesn't know it. Maybe people aren't like seasons at all; they're actually more complicated than that.

Summer is loquat season. Under the blazing heat of the sun, in the damp and sweltering air, the sweet loquats are ripening on the branch. Years ago, Matoba Seiji would admire them every day on the way home from school. It's wonderful how something so sweet and delicious could come from nature. Years ago, someone else was there, and they both got to taste the loquats. It's funny how things don't always work out.

[the-himawari]

A3! Usui Masumi - Translation [SR] The King Who Holds Supremacy (1/2)

*Please read disclaimer on blog; default name set as Izumi

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Izumi: (I’ve reached a stopping point in my work, so I’ll go ahead and take a break.)

Kazunari: Ah. Here you are, Director-chan!

Izumi: Hey, what’s up?

Kazunari: Alright, hear me out. Are you interested in an Alice collab café?

Izumi: An Alice collab café?

Kazunari: There’s a café that changes its concept every month and I hear this month is gonna be Alice in Wonderland… lookie, it’s the shop on this site!

Izumi: Ah, I might’ve passed by it the other day. It looks like a cute space with fairytale vibes.

Kazunari: The thing is, I got these café tickets from a friend of mine but I can’t make it ‘cause of work… If you’re free then you should go, Director-chan!

Izumi: Are you sure? Thanks.

Kazunari: Btw, they’re pair tickets so feel free to invite someone else! Ah, shoot. My remote meeting’s about to start. ‘Kay. Catch ya later, Director-chan~!

*leaves*

Izumi: (And he’s gone… Kazunari-kun sure is busy.) (Pair tickets, huh… who should I reach out to…) … (Well, if it’s Alice, then it’s gotta be…)

-pause-

Masumi: Zzz, zzz…

Tsuzuru: Are you still sleeping, Masumi?

Mazumi: Zzz…

Tsuzuru: Geez… I’m going out, alright?

*door closes*

Masumi: … (Tsuzuru’s going out, so I’ll get back to my nap—)

*knock, knock*

Masumi: …

*knock, knock*

Masumi: …*Sigh*.

*opens door*

Masumi: Who the—.

Izumi: Ah, Masumi-kun. I’m sorry, were you sleeping?

Masumi: Director…!?

Izumi: Now’s not a good time… is it? It looks like I caught you at a bad time, so I’ll come back again later…

Masumi: It’s fine. Totally.

Izumi: I got tickets to an Alice in Wonderland café from Kazunari-kun. If you don’t mind, would you like to go together?

Masumi: I’ll go. Even if I have plans, I’ll make time.

Izumi: Yeaah, I'd like for you to prioritize your plans… But that’s great if you’ll come with me. Thank you.

Masumi: No, thank you for inviting me. I’ll definitely go with you no matter what.

Izumi: Ahaha… I’m looking forward to it then.

-pause-

Shop clerk: Thank you very much~.

Izumi: The food was delicious and the decorations inside were so elaborate. It was fun just looking around.

Masumi: For me, it was more fun looking at you.

Izumi: Huh? The roses made out of playing cards were so cute though. I bet those are hard to make, huh~?

Masumi: …

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[prince-liest]

I just wanna gush bc omg I love the 666 series so much. I think it made me realize I might be... furry-ish? adjacent? I just find it so satisfying how you go into detail about the unique body features of both of them, the way it feels to have deer ears or kiss a TV and just generally how much thought is put into the way their bodies work, and I've realized that my interest in that kind of idea is a pretty good reason to partake in more explicitly furry media lmao. Anyways

I'm also really in love with how you maintain the balance of each of their personality traits. Vox is simultaneously so pathetic and cringefail (also your dialogue for him is perfect, I can hear it crystal clear in my head) but also he has vastly more emotional intelligence than Alastor, no doubt at least in part because he has to deal with Val, and he's able to marginally calm down with his obsession to deal with sticky situations, but even then he still retains his personality and bumbles things sometimes because of the flaws in said personality! It's great. I also really appreciate the balance you've struck with Alastor, I feel like often Alastor is either written to either soften up so immediately that it feels disconnected from his character or is written overly mean and heartless for my liking and the way you've written him is such a delicious balance between softer aspects such as the prey instincts or moments of vulnerability and his untouchable and manipulative self, and also the way this side of him is neither written as wholly a front or wholly his real nature and the complex ways this makes him struggle with his increasing vulnerability. TL;DR arghgr your characterization is so good it makes me go a little feral

Also while I'm here, I'm curious whether you can give an answer to the degree to which Alastor is touch-averse. There's obviously a lot of ways in which he fundamentally dislikes touch but it also seems like there's at least some kinds of touch where he doesn't dislike the touch itself so much as he's afraid of the way it brings about feelings of caring and/or enjoyment being cared for. I'm curious how much, in general, you would say his touch aversion comes from either cause and possibly what kinds of touch do/don't provoke those flavors of aversion

Omg, what a lovely ask to receive. Honestly, everything you said that you enjoy about how I characterize these two is very much what I've been actively gunning for, so it's an absolute delight to see it outlined back to me. Success!!! Thank you so much!

And ahaha - I'm not a furry but I fucking love inhuman characters. Being raised in the pits of Homestuck fantroll RP made me enjoy the whole "they're bug/fish aliens" thing and it definitely rears its head again any time I encounter characters with inhuman qualities. I love writing Vox's TV/computer-ness and Alastor's deer and radio bits, and integrating them into who they now are as people.

As for Alastor's touch-aversion: It's funny that you ask about this, because the next chapter of 666 is going to dive into it a bit. Specifically into the fact that it's not, like, a set of boundaries that is consistently defined, and I write him that way on purpose. The very first time he and Vox sleep together, Alastor bottoms. He becomes significantly less amenable to touch after he goes through an uncomfortable rut cycle that gets sexual. By the time Vox convinces Alastor to fuck him, Alastor would never let Vox do that again and frankly only agrees to topping because Vox gave him an option that didn't involve getting his dick out. Then in the next episode, they're having clothes-off sexual contact. So, what gives?

Things that play into Alastor's willingness to touch and be touched as far as Vox is concerned:

How does he see Vox at that point in time? Disgustingly entitled (ew)? Hilariously beneath him (haha who cares)?

Does he care about what Vox thinks of him? Does Vox touching him draw his attention to positive or negative assumptions he has about Vox's perspective on doing so?

What value has he attached to this particular touch in the power balance of their relationship? Is he humoring Vox? Does he assume Vox thinks he's owed this? Does he perceive it as something Vox is genuinely doing for him?

Has he tried this particular kind of touch before? He's pretty willing to experiment, but that doesn't mean he'll do something twice without a compelling reason if he didn't like it the first time.

Is he getting off on this situation sexually? If so, is it fully willing (read: not a byproduct of uncomfortable hormones) on his part? That only really happens when he's in a submissive role and Vox is hitting a few very specific kinks, a major one of which is basically CNC tilted 30 degrees to the left.

Is he enjoying the touch in platonic ways? How does he feel about that? Is it a vulnerability to want something? Is it feeding his ego to be catered to? Is he worried that what he enjoys platonically is being read into in ways he doesn't like?

Is he fucking drunk? Things that bother you when sober often seem like a non-issue when you're not, both on a physical and emotional level.

How much touching has been happening recently? Has he hit his limit? Did he deliberately put himself into a situation earlier to have his limit be hit and surpassed, and now he's in the aftermath?

He does have a certain fundamental purely physical dislike of touch, but it's something that is really affected by how he perceives each individual situation as well as his relationship with Vox at that time, and his previous experiences!

[otomiyaa]

Day 5: Christmas Tree

Sajou x Kusakabe | 12 days of tickles🎄

Word Count: 770

It was the perfect evening. The jolliest Christmas music was playing, it was snowing outside, and a delicious dinner was getting ready in the oven. 

Although it had been a while since they moved in together, Kusakabe still felt like this was the perfect dreamy newlywed's life. Together with Sajou he was even decorating their very own Christmas tree.

Sure they got a kind of big one and it took up most of their tiny living room, but it was the best. 

“Look at us, such a married couple we are~” Kusakabe sang while he continued to decorate the tree. First Sajou didn’t respond, but then he let out a soft laugh. 

Kusakabe raised his eyebrows. “Hmm? I wasn’t joking though,” he said, a little offended. Sajou quickly lowered the little star he was about to put in their tree, and he shook his head.

“Ah, no. Sorry about that, what did you say? I wasn’t really paying attention,” he admitted. Kusakabe smirked. Cute Sajou had been that much into their tree decorating activity.

“Then why were you laughing?”

“Laughing, I…” Sajou didn’t even seem to realize it, he then suddenly twitched and let out a weird sound while he reached for his neck.

“I-it’s the tree. It’s tickling me,” he said.

Kusakabe stared at him for a few seconds. He then couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

“Thahat’s, - that’s something only you would say.”

“Huh?” Sajou blushed. "I don't think it's that funny," he added shyly.

Kusakabe continued to giggle. “I would think it’s itchy, or even a little painful if you touch it like this,” he said as he flicked his finger against the Christmas tree needles. He then grinned at his lovely boyfriend.

“But of course you’re the one who’d feel ticklish. After all, you are the most ticklish person in the world. Only you would get tickled by a Christmas tree.” To finish his statement, Kusakabe assisted their lovely tree by tickling Sajou as well, with just an innocent little poke.

“O-oi!” Sajou dropped a decoration in surprise, and he hurried to pick it up again while he carefully shuffled backwards.

 “Don’t just say stuff like - thAH! Ahaha he-hehehey!” he laughed when Kusakabe finally tickled his sides with both hands just as Sajou bent down to pick up the little star.

“You’re the one who said a tree was tickling you first. Can I help it that makes me want to tickle you too? Don’t make me jealous of a tree, babe,” he taunted playfully. His fingers found their way under Sajou’s sweater and he tickled his stomach.

A good move, but also a bad one. Sajou reacted so wildly that he happened to flail his arm and a few Christmas decorations fell out of the tree again.

“Oh no, look what you’re doing!” Kusakabe scolded playfully. But he wouldn’t stop tickling him. Not now he was hearing these adorable joyful sounds he was making. 

“Dohohon’t! T-the treheeheee!” Sajou giggled.

“The tree? What about it? You and that Christmas tree again huh…” Kusakabe kept up the jealous boyfriend act and moved his hands to Sajou’s sides. He squeezed a couple of times and caused him to fall back against him, but not without one leg kicking up and releasing some more decorations from the tree. One sadly shattered in little pieces.

“Oh no, careful. Look what you’re doing,” Kusakabe joked as he dragged Sajou away from the broken pieces. Sajou could only laugh and whine while Kusakabe finally shoved him onto their little couch and quickly pinned him there so he could tickle him until he was out of breath.

“I’m seheherious- I cahahan’t breheheathe!” Sajou howled.

Kusakabe hear him, but he really had a hard time stopping. Still, since he preferred Sajou alive and well, he figured he had to be merciful. Sajou was so ticklish he might die laughing if he wasn’t careful...

“You’re - so - evil,” Sajou said breathlessly when the tickle attack finally came to a full stop. Kusakabe shrugged.

“Maybe a little. Something about a tree tickling my beloved and making me lose my cool.” 

Sajou smiled. “You’re silly.” 

"Says the one who felt ticklish byー" Kusakabe paused when Sajou made the most adorable pouty face.

“I mean... I’m your silly,” Kusakabe finally said, and he leaned in and kissed those lips he loved so much, deciding Sajou had enough teasing for now.

It didn’t take long before they were making out on the couch and the Christmas tree and its unfinished decorations were abandoned for the rest of the afternoon. 

Oh well. They could continue tomorrow! 

[claireborowski]

Alright...after being with very encouraging people to gain weight cause it would make me happy and horny...yeah..I fucking need it lol.

Vacation was amazing, had lots of delicious food, got new clothes and seemed my clothes got a tiny bit tighter all the while...

Sitting on the plane back home has made me think that these seats are kinda small..cant wait till I literally can't even squeeze in the isles let alone fit in the chairs anymore on the plane.

Also realized how out of shape I am too, that felt really good, had tons and tons of alcohol. Canada just has really good beer lol. Felt nice a horny pretty much the entire time.

This goat is definitely in the mood for some of you peeps to message me and corrupt this dumb goat. Already had such great food and drink my entire vacation. Felt almost embarrassed on how much I drank ahaha.

But yeah, goat needs to be massive and stupid. Mushy brain hours must be made by all of you. I'll be waiting.

[ticklygiggles]

[You & I event - entries closed!]

A/N: This was requested by our most amazing @otomiyaa before the catastrophe *sobbing quietly*, so I hope you enjoy it baby! We love one trust fund kid! Fem!Reader for this one!

Jumin Han was a busy man.

That was something everyone knew. Meetings, business trips, business parties, conferences; he was in all of them. He had already become more than accustomed to that busy life. Elizabeth the 3rd was waiting for him at home and it was all he needed to feel happy and rested, but something had changed. A small factor had been added to his life and now all those activities that he did almost without thinking, became tiring and tedious. Now the only thing he wanted when he opened his eyes in the morning was for the day to be over so he could return home and find what had changed his life.

Or rather, not a 'what' but a 'someone'.

"Welcome back, Jumin."

There you were. As charming and beautiful as ever. With that warm smile, bright eyes and reddened cheeks. There you were. Receiving him with your most comfortable clothes and with open arms. There you were. His beloved wife, the person who had come to change his life in the best way possible.

"Hello," he said sheepishly, stepping out of his shoes in a hurry, making you laugh softly. 

"I'm right here, take your time- oof!" 

Jumin ran to you like a kid seeing his mother after school. He held you tightly in his arms and pressed you against his chest, and suddenly, all the stress and problems from work that he had been dragging behind him disappeared and he could only feel peace and tranquility while breathing in that delicious fruity smell of your shampoo. Why were you so warm, so fragile, so small and so beautiful? Did you even know what you were causing in his heart and mind?

"Did you have a good day today?" You asked with your kind smile, searching his face that refused to leave your neck. You laughed and his heart jumped with joy. "N-Now, Mr. Hahan, you're tickling mehe."

A spark of childlike joy settled in his chest and with a playful smile that he made sure you couldn't see, he grabbed your waist and squeezed it, making you jump with a giggle.

"Dohon't stahahart thihis!" You said laughing, squirming in his arms as he squeezed your waist again and again. "Juhuhumihihin!"

"Yes, my love, I'm listening," he said, finally bringing his head up to look at your face. 

Oh, what a wonderful sight. Your pink cheeks were red as you giggled, trying to push his hands away from your body. Jumin chuckled, easily following your every move. 

"Look at you, my love. I don't think I will ever stop."

"You ahahalwahahays say sohoho!"

His cheeks blushed and he chuckled again. "Is that so? Are you saying I do this often? Well, it is your fault because you are this ticklish and your smile is just so beautiful."

You shook your head and your laughter increased when his hands moved lower to your hips. His thumbs pressed firmly, but gently in your hipbones and you legs almost gave up on you. 

"Huh, I think you are expectionally ticklish tonight, love. Why could that be?"

"Lihihies! Juhuhumihihin!"

He was exceptionally teasy that night, but as soon as he heard your bubbly laughter he just couldn't stop tickling you. He also had missed you a lot more that day, having you giggling and laughing like this had him feeling at ease, relaxed even and he knew you didn't mind this at all. 

"AHAHA, n-not thehehere!" You cackled when his fingers moved up towards your ribs and to his surprise, you were able to escape his touches and without a second thought, you ran away from him, first making sure Elizabeth was safe in her small bed. She barely paid attention to you both, even when her master started chasing you around the penthouse.

You squealed with laughter, "no chahahasing! Bad Jumin! Bahahad!"

Jumin laughed, hot behind you. "Why are you running away from me, love? Don't you want my love? I missed you so much today!"

Jumin laughed wholeheartedly when he caught you and you let out a loud shriek. Thankfully for him, you had caught yourself in your shared bedroom and he was quick to push you into the bed and start tickling you all over. 

Your exquisit laughter ringed in his ears once again and as he found all your weak points, he couldn't help but think that he was a lucky man. He never thought he would find someone like you: someone who would make him sincerely happy even by doing the most mundane thing like tickling.

Oh, how he loved you and even though some days his insecurities were stronger than him, Jumin knew that you also loved him as sincerely as he loved you and that every day you spent together was something worth remembering forever.

[kcalsforhim]

˖⋆࿐໋ thursday 19th of december

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can confirm : worst day of my life. i woke up and i told myself, ur so sick and genuinely didn’t sleep at all, today food is your fuel. it’s a sad reality im shameful i really am, but you have to understand i needed to get to college today

at 4:50 am i had breakfast, i took no photos because i felt such deep shame, i was calling with eli and i remember saying that my tray looked like i was in recovery cause of the volume. i wanna cry just thinking about it. i didn’t count cause i knew i would end it all

breakfast :

some leftovers from yesterday, less than yesterday though.

1 slices of bread with chicken meat on it, also had ketchup and mayo.

a banana, 2 lotus cookies, and some kind of other sweet cookie thing

maybe 10 g of paprika potato chips ?

it made me feel bad eating, i actually really didn’t want to. i got dressed 3x slower than usual, everything hurt so bad. soso bad. i tried zipping up my jacket when i left the house and i literally couldn’t and i was so mad it woke my dad up and he zipped it up for me sigh…

i went to school and i fell asleep in the train, haku called me awake tho. i walked so slow haku later told me it actually pissed him off but he knew it couldn’t be helped…

during college i didn’t do much, i coloured some of my animation cause my hands were too shaky to continue on lineart, it all hurt so bad. i watched rupauls drag race with haku, which was funny

i went home and when i was walking i literally felt so terrible , just as terrible as when i fasted for 70 hours or when i started doing 500 cal omad at START WEIGHT.. that was so bad lol

we went to the amazing oriental and i got 2 onigiri’s and a sweet roll thing. the pack had 2 of those so i gave haku one. eli sent me some money so i didn’t feel guilty spending the money lol

then i went home in the train, and afterwards i took the bus cause thank lord himself i already had 10k steps by then and i still did get extra steps cause my busses changed and now the bus that stops the closest to my house is still 10-15 mins away

got home exhausted tired and barely conscious sadly. i had a little autistic meltdown trying to get undressed i literally broke one of the buttons on my jacket mmm..

dinner :

1 tuna onigiri, 1 salmon onigiri, one vanilla cream sweet roll thing

the onigiri’s were so good ! i love eating it super cold it’s delicious. the sweet rolls were like, super fluffy like cloud bread and the cream was so sweeeeet and delicious

dinner 2 :

3 1/8’th slices of pepperoni pizza, 2 kinder bueno sticks

yeah so i only wanted to eat the last kinder bueno we had, it was going to be a long time since i would have those again, im not buying myself anything like that unless my parents or someone else buys it for me of THEIR will, i will not ask anyone for it. but my mom got a bit upset at me and told me she didn’t believe i had food and urged me to grab something so i did i dont know why i didn’t make a fuss

i should’ve flushed it, but i felt so disgustingly defeated.. so i just ate it. i thought “fuck it, i already fucked up enough, might as well eat fucking pizza at this point”

i fell asleep soon after eating that, makeup on, lashes on, contacts in… i woke up at 12 am feeling refreshed. i cleaned my face and took out my contacts and i watched reels until 2 am. i couldn’t stop sending haku reels and he literally said “go to sleep” and i was like ahaha… okaay… so i went to sleep

im kind of disappointed in myself, but i also can’t blame myself. the day before i totally overdid myself running a whole ass marathon and then not getting any sleep it was crazy. i don’t know what possessed me… but. it’s fine. days start fresh i guess.

only the last thigh picture was taken recently, the rest are all just recents, and the before pictures were all taken in the high 70 kgs… 75-79 kg range… it’s all so terrible…

cals : N.V.T but too many sigh

steps : 12.1 k

love her

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[atomic-thomas]

(Fake ASMR Commission) Yandere Giantess Kidnaps You [REMAKE]

*giant footstep sounds right out the gate until specified stopping point*

“Fee-Fi-Fo-Fum! How much longer are you able to run?”

…

“You know I’m just toying with you, right? I’m walking slowly on purpose. I can end this silly game whenever I want.”

…

“It’s a game to me. I find it quite entertaining to watch you try & flee, futile as it is. By all means… Continue running as fast as your little legs can carry you. It amuses me. Ahaha~”

…

“Aww, what’s the matter? Slowing down already? Tiring out so soon? But I was having so much fun.”

*footstep sounds stop*

“Pity… It appears that you’ve tripped over a tree branch. Such a shame. Now you lay there… Exhausted… And helpless. Now it’s my turn to strike.”

“Here comes my giant hand~ Hehe~”

“Now… To firmly wrap my fingers around you… And clench my fist shut.”

“You’re all mine now. Mine to do whatever I want with. What shall I do? Hmmm… Perhaps I could… Crush you~ Or maybe even… Eat you~ You’d probably taste delicious.”

…

“You really want me to just get it over with already. My, my… I didn’t think you’d be so eager to meet your fate. Very well. If you insist.”

“Mmm~” *kiss sound*

…

“Ahahahahahahahaha~! I wish you could see the look on your face right now! I’ve never seen such a stark expression of shock & confusion on anyone before.”

“Ahhhhh… Well, I suppose the jig is up now. I’ll just go ahead & say it.”

“All of that… Was a jest.”

…

“Hehehe~ You certainly look delighted to hear that. I never had any intention of hurting you. I would never do that to you.”

…

“I did all that because… It’s just fun acting like a storybook fairytale giant. With that poetic catchphrase & the menacing facade. Flaunting my incredible size & awesome strength.”

“But it was all just for show. A bravado. A spectacle. In reality… I’m actually quite the soft-hearted individual.”

…

“Don’t mince words, little one. Being soft-hearted doesn’t necessarily mean that I’m ‘Pure’-hearted. Despite everything… I have a confession to make.”

“There’s another reason why I did this.”

…

“My reason for picking you up is because… I’m kidnapping you now. Not exactly something a pure-hearted person would do.”

*giant footstep sounds continue until specified stopping point*

“I know that sounds alarming seeing that I just spared your life. But I shall explain where I’m taking you & what my plans are. I think it’ll be of great interest to you. So please remain calm & hear me out.”

“I’m very deeply in love with you.”

…

“Do I really have to justify myself? What do you want me to say? ‘Oh, darling~ I love you because X, Y & Z~! I’d go to any length to show you my dedication~! I’ll destroy anyone who does so little as breathe in your direction~!’ Or other such ridiculous Yandere stereotypes.”

…

“Yes… I am a Yandere. I’m well aware of that fact. Although… To be honest… I barely qualify. I’m more of a Soft Yandere.”

…

“Tell me, little one. What comes to mind when you think of Yanderes? Crazed obsessive girls who’ve driven themselves insane over their romantic interests & build shrines for them? Blood-stained knives? Black-mailing? Other such criminal activity?”

…

“Yeah, you see… None of those apply to me. I’d much rather not bring harm to others. It’s wrong. And it would also make me a huge target. I know better.”

“I’m surprised that I was willing to go as far as kidnapping you. This hyperfixation I have towards you is hard to resist.”

…

“The reason I chose you instead of anyone else… Let alone a fellow giant… Is for the same reason why I love you.”

“There is no reason. It’s unconditional.”

…

“Do you finally realize the situation you’re in? A beautiful, powerful giantess has decided to dedicate her time & energy to you. And devote her entire life to loving you. Just because.”

…

“Okay, well… Fine. You got me. It’s not JUST because. I admittedly don’t like being lonely. I was just torn for so long as to whether or not I was willing to kidnap a human for my cause. And well… Here we are.”

…

“Yes… It IS selfish. I won’t defend my imperfect behavior. But then again… I wasn’t trying to be perfect anyway. And I don’t think you’d do that either. Most people probably wouldn’t.”

“So tell me… How do you feel about getting kidnapped now that you know all of this information?”

…

“Still unsure. Well… Since you are to be my partner for life… It’s out of love & respect that I should listen to your concerns. What are you worried about?”

…

“No… You’re not going to be my ‘Pet’. That would be so degrading. Imagine… Locking you in a cage… Feeding you unfulfilling crumbs of my food… And watching as you wallow in a prison of boredom for the rest of your life. You’d surely go mad. You deserve better.”

“I don’t want you to feel restricted or restrained in our relationship. I want you to feel free. To feel as if you were never kidnapped in the first place.”

“I want this relationship to feel normal… And equal.”

“You want that to… Don’t you? Do you understand now? We’ll be so much better off together. It’s mutually beneficial.”

“Just say that you love me… Please…”

…

“Haaaaahhhhhhh~ My heart feels like it’s fluttering! Thank You so much, darling.”

“Mmm~ *kiss sound*

…

“Oh! Yeah.. Haha… I still haven’t told you where we’re going. It’s just my home. Plain & simple.”

“Well… Maybe it’s not so plain & simple. I actually live in a hollowed out mountain. I didn’t feel like settling for a traditional giant home. They take up so much real estate. So I went for something more natural. And… Bonus… It has a clean waterfall in it. So I have a perpetual shower that’s active all the time. It’s great!”

…

“Well… Yes. I still need giant furniture & other various utilities. Can’t really survive without the essentials, you know?

“Anyway, we’ll be there soon. I know exactly what we should do when we arrive. You’re going to love it. And I know I will to.”

*footstep sounds stop*

……….

*door opening & closing sound*

“Here we are. Quite spacious, isn’t it? This mountain is enormous. Perfect for a giantess such as myself. And the luminous mushrooms make for great natural lighting. It’s so cozy.”

“Speaking of cozy… Would you like to cuddle on the couch? Twas what I had in mind.”

…

“Well, obviously we can’t cuddle in the traditional sense due to our drastic size disparity. But that’s okay. I know just the thing.”

“I’ll lay down… Place you on my bosom… And cover you with my hands. You know what that means, right?”

…

“Indeed. You’re going to be in the softest, warmest & most loving embrace that you’ve ever experienced in your entire life. So let’s do it.”

…

“Alright… Now… To place you on my chest… And rest my hands over you.”

*heartbeat sound for the rest of the audio*

“There we go. Hahhhhh~ This is so nice.”

“You can hear my heartbeat, right? It must be booming for you. Mighty, yet soothing. Good for the mind, body & soul.”

“I’m going to brush your hair with my thumb now, okay? Just want to make sure that you aren’t surprised by it.”

*swedish fish kun or grennifer intensifies for the rest of the audio*

“No matter how small you are compared to me, it doesn’t change the fact that you’re still a person. I promise to always show you utmost respect.”

…

“Of course you can venture out & do your own thing. I’m not your captor. I’m your partner. If you want to visit your friends & family then that’s perfectly alright. In fact… You should introduce me to them sometime.”

…

“Well… Yeah. They might be afraid & bewildered at the sight of me, but… You’ll put in a good word for me, right?”

…

“Hehe~ I knew you would.”

“I love you, darling~”

_______________________________________________

THE END

[hoshibatake]

FREEDOM – Virtuality and Ideals/Chapter 4

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<Several days later. In the fictitious city “FREEDOM”, the central area.>

Makoto: Everyone’s areas are so interesting～

Makoto: As a gaming enthusiast, I can’t let them leave me behind♪

Subaru: Yaho, yaho. So you’re hanging out over here again, Ukki～.

Subaru: Actually, I feel like every time I log on, you’re here too. Are you getting enough sleep?

Makoto: Ahaha. Every time I log out, I just get too curious about how the city is doing. I can’t help but check it whenever I have a spare moment.

Subaru: Hmm. Sounds like you’re pretty obsessed with FREEDOM.

Subaru: ...Huh? Look here. Hokke～’s avatar and yours are chatting.

Makoto: The city is pretty developed by now, so they might be talking about idol activities.

Makoto: Hmm? But don’t they seem a little upset…?

<In Makoto’s section, in front of the district council’s office>

Makoto: “...Hidaka-kun, you’re causing a disturbance by riding your dinosaur around here.

Makoto: “You’re scaring the locals, and we don’t have any parking lots that can accommodate dinosaurs.”

Hokuto: “My apologies. But there is something I simply can’t accept.”

Hokuto: “A mess of factory buildings suddenly appeared in the land that I cleared. Those factories all belong to your district, don’t they?”

Makoto: “Yes. That’s because all the buildings in this district are for the purpose of enriching the citizens’ lives. Like museums and movie theaters.”

Makoto: “I’ve decided to construct all of the buildings that could affect them negatively outside of my district.”

Makoto: “But I haven’t broken any rules. I’ve been compensating you fairly for all the land that I use.”

Makoto: “You should be able to feed even your dinosaur the most delicious foods, right?”

Hokuto: “That might be true, but…”

Mao: “...Whoaaaaah!?”

Subaru: “We’re here～☆ Another excellent performance from JuSt Go¹. Good job!”

Mao: “Y-Your car is so fast, it scared the hell out of me… I thought that was gonna be the end of me…”

Subaru: “Ahaha. You’re overreacting～. People don’t die that easily♪”

Makoto: “Akehoshi-kun, and Isara-kun too. Welcome to my district. Is there something you need?”

Mao: “Oh, yeah. Thanks to you, I’ve got big problems over at my place. You see…”

Mao: “No, wait. It might be faster to just show you. Get in the car with us, you two.”

Hokuto: “Me as well?”

Subaru: “Yeah. We’re at our wit’s end～. With more people, we might be able to think of a better solution.”

Subaru: “C’mon, get in! Oh, or do you wanna ride your dinosaur there?”

Hokuto: “No. I’ll just have it wait here. I don’t want to put it in danger, after all.”

Hokuto: “Be good and wait here for me, Dinosaur.”

Makoto: “So its name is ‘Dinosaur’, huh.”

<Several minutes later. In the center of Mao’s district.>

Makoto: “Wh-What happened here…? There’s a bunch of zombies running around…”

Subaru: “And it’s not just here! Sari～’s entire district is overrun by zombies! It’s hilarious. Ahahahaha☆”

Mao: “It’s not funny. This happened because of the toxic waste from Makoto’s district.”

Mao: “Thankfully, they’re not attacking anyone, but my entire population suddenly started acting weird, and my city fell into ruin overnight.”

Mao: “The goods from your factories are helpful, so I’m not trying to blame you, but I can’t just let things go on like this.”

Mao: “Please help me think of a way to de-zombify them.”

Hokuto: “Zombies, huh. In “The Re*ned”² they cure them with a special drug.”

Hokuto: “...Fumu³. There don’t seem to be any research labs around here that we could use to develop a cure. We might have to build one.”

Makoto: “You think so? I feel like there might be more than one way to solve this, though.”

Subaru: “Hmm, a special drug, huh…?”

Subaru: “Oh, I know! Idol performances!”

Makoto: “Idol performances?”

Subaru: “Yeah. I’ve heard people say that idol performances are a cure for all ails!”

Subaru: “And idols get more powerful when they form units.”

Subaru: “In other words, if we form a unit, we can become a wonder drug...☆”

Makoto: I see. So that’s why the idol career’s job skill is classified under ‘healing’.

Makoto: “I’ll help out, if you want. I can’t leave an area that looks like this to its fate.”

Makoto: “Let’s see. Making a request to form a unit... works like this, right?”

Makoto: “Oh! My and Akehoshi-kun’s uniforms just changed.”

Subaru: “It looks like we’ve successfully formed a unit! C’mon, join us, Hokke～ and Sari～♪”

Mao: “Uhm… Like this?”

Hokuto: “Yes. We were able to register as a part of the unit as well.”

Subaru: “Nice, nice! I like this uniform! I feel like it fits me to a T☆”

Subaru: “Alright, let’s start singing and dancing like idols do! To de-zombify everyone!”

Subaru: “It’s funny. I feel kinda nostalgic for some reason. Maybe becoming an idol is what I was born for.”

Subaru: “I’m having so much fun right now! Ahahahaha☆”

TL notes:

Subaru named his supercar “レッツ号” It’s a pun. The pronunciation is “let’s go”, but the “go” is written with a kanji that is used as a suffix in ship and airplane names. So essentially he called his car the “JS Let’s Go” (so we went for: JuSt Go).

I’m fairly sure he’s referring to the 2013 zombie movie “The Returned”.

Hokuto uses this interjection a lot. Depending on the context it can mean something like “hmm”, “aha”, “right”, “I see” or “hum”.

Translated by me, proofread by Altea (@icaruswasthesun on Twitter)

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Delicious in Dungeon - Ryōko Kui Vol.12-14: A commentary wherein the word "sweet" is said one too many times.

-"marcille, mushrooms don't have flowers!!" ahaha laios <3

-oooh, the demons share memories, that's why lion knows mithrun, okay

-nice, nice, i like how laios is reacting to marcille, "forcing the whole world to eat a menu you designed"

-marcille in her villainess outfit

-i can't be mad at marcille for hurting mithrun 'cause in her view he did the same to her, but like... be careful, guys, okay? let's not go too far.

-marcille blew mithrun's head off?? ffs, where are our healers. but she's effectively killed someone, still.

-no she's killing ALL of the canaries, omg, marcille

-hello, flamela, th... that's a lot of canaries, wow

-IS ANYONE HEALING AROUND HERE!

-"if the red dragon hadn't eaten falin back then, we would never have had such a great adventure!" that is so true and so sad

-CAPTAIN MITHRUN IS BAAACK

-NO GUYS! WE JUST SAID THE DEMON CAN'T BE DEFEATED WITH WEAPONS, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! DON'T BELIEVE THAT, THAT'S NOT LAIOS KILLING THE LION!

-clever girl, izutsumi. clever girl.

-IS FLAMELA KICKING MITHRUN TO STOP HIM FROM BITCH-SLAPPING KABRU EVEN MORE? ahahaha. although, i mean, in an inappropriate mithrun-way, him bitch-slapping kabru shows he actually pays attention to kabru...? because otherwise he wouldn't bother. he hasn't been bothered to personally interact with anyone in particular during the battle, aside from giving orders.

-this image of infinitely spawning laioses might just be kabru's nightmare, i think. too bad he's not seeing it

-THISTLEEE, lil bb is back. on yaad's back.

-the only person in this entire story that knows how to treat mithrun is kabru. the one person.

-awww, mithrun grabbed kabru's hand, got up and said "okay" to eating, resting and searching for a new desire, bless. aww, the canaries are happy about it, bless them too.

-bb mithrun is crying :( and of course it's kabru that sees it <3

-oh bless senshi and his vegetable scraps assist. and mithrun's smiling now :) oh no he's actually laughing. SHUT UP, HE'S CRYING-LAUGHING, "that's... good to hear," I LOVE HIM

-laios said "feel free to keep eating" and mithrun took it to heart, bless. eat your faligon, bb, attaboy

-'scuse you. did thistle just die? NOOo! well, he got his happy ending i guess. his wish to see delgan. and “delgan” took his burden off of him and thanked him, allowing to go peacefully. I GUESS! it makes sense, but ARGH, THISTLE, MY LIL BB ELF WHYYY :'( why did he have to be the one casualty :'( i know, i know. the lion had taken too much out of him, he'd twisted himself too much into who he had to become to protect the kingdom, he was spent and so on. still. THISTLE! :"( a sweet send-off though. with a little smile. peaceful.

-aww, it's sweet how laios leaves kensuke and his armor in a dungeon

-OH YAY, a year later yaad and his people are alive and all!

-aah, everyone meeting chil's daughters!!

-okay, so defeating the lion demon defeated all demons of all dungeons, right? and now there's only natural dungeons?

-a sweet ending for sure. it wraps things up nicely, with no significant loose ties to speak of.

-i like that people weren't left unscathed and came out changed, either emotionally like mithrun, kabru or marcille, or physically like falin, or both like laios. i would have liked to see marcille's reaction at thistle dying, considering she'd said she wanted to thank him for saving her life. i’d also have liked to see a reaction from marcille at having killed the canaries that one time.

-the fun part is going along on an adventure with a diverse cast in a cool world. that adventure vibe comes off so deliciously (hehe).

-the addictive part for me is mithrun and kabru, mostly when they're together. a kabumisu shipper, obv.

-now that all's said and done i can safely say, my faves are mithrun, thistle and kabru. i also have a soft spot for pattadol; she's sweet, she tries. i have soft spots for the canaries in general, they're fascinating.

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As Master Joe Wishes - Track 01

Seasonal Team Event - L4mps

Worked with 18TL Ward on this!

Thank you Jelly for handling this chapter!

Location: HAMA House — Lesson Room

Sakujiro: Rules of the Oguro Family’s butlers, “Butler Oblige –108 Commandments–.” Pledge, “one must be willing to sacrifice themselves!”

Nagi: For the sake of granting their master’s wishes…!!

Sakujiro: Correct! If the master so wishes, you must give it your all, pour your heart and soul into it in order to grant their wish!

Sakujiro: Pledge, “One must not speak!”

Netaro: Without permission from their master~♪

Sakujiro: Correct! Should the need arise, observe them as one treads around their boss during the on-season and aptly conveys the scent of a delicious cup of black tea straight to their nostrils, gauging their reaction from there.

Sakujiro: Pledge, “A servant’s greatest honor!”

Toi: Is to take care of their master!

Sakujiro: Pledge, “When the master and other guests have a gathering!”

Yodaka: Await by the wall and refrain from interactions as if one was a shadow.

Sakujiro: Pledge, “When one receives an order or instructions from the master!”

Ryui: THE FUCK IF I KNOW!!!!!!!!!!

Rest of L4mps: …

Sakujiro: My, my… Ryui-san, you still refuse to recite the commandments. Honestly, what a troublesome apprentice.

Nagi: Ah……now we have to “bow” 150 times again as a group…

Yodaka: Perhaps I’ll break my back like Danny this time... Speaking of which, are you alright?

Daniel (off screen): Hell naw… Bowed too many times, my back…

Netaro: Ahaha, Daa looks like a catapwellier~.

Sakujiro: Ryui-san, I’m not asking you to remember all 108 commandments.

Sakujiro: At this time, you need only to drill the important parts into your head. Is that too much to ask?

Ryui: ‘S not like I can’t remember it, or some shit like that.

Sakujiro: If that is the case, what is the reason for your refusal? This is basic knowledge that is essential to being a servant.

Sakujiro: You must practice reciting them for the sake of attaining a class, mannerism, and devotion of honorable quality, drilling it into your body at a level where you unconsciously and naturally respond to—

Ryui: Like I said, that ain’t the fucking problem.

Ryui: Listen here. There’s no way I’d pledge my loyalty to anyone other than Toi.

Netaro, Nagi, Yodaka: …

Toi: Ani-sama…! To think you thought of me that way... I'm so grateful!!

Sakujiro: I see. What you are saying is that the only one you are loyal to is Toi-san?

Yodaka: “A warrior dies for those who understand him” …A wonderful phrase indeed.*

Netaro: Sigh~, but you can’t keep acting like this. Oh! Are you that? One of those people who's allergic to teamwork?

Ryui: You’re the last person I wanna hear that from.

Nagi: *shakes head* Ryui, please. I don’t wanna do Saku-san’s punishments again. It’ll be hard to run the store if I break my back.

Ryui: Fuck you, break it for all I care.

Chief: *enters* So this is where everyone was. Are you training for the HosLive……?

Yodaka: Hello, Chief. No, this is something a little different.

Daniel: Perfect timing. Couldja gimme a back massage...?

Netaro: Doudou, you have food?

Ryui: (Fucking Yowa… We’re in this shitty situation ‘cause of him, but this dickhead ain’t giving a single fuck…)

Ryui: (This all happened ‘cause yesterday, that guy—)

~~~(flashback)

Toi: Waah, What a cool mansion! It’s like a CG out of the otome game “The Black Swan’s Kaleidoscope!” Right, Ani-sama?

Ryui: Yea. That’s the 7th one you played? Should I take a picture of you from the same angle as that CG?

Nagi: Hm? It’s Ryui and Toi.

Ryui: Huh? What the hell? Don’t tell me you were also called out here?

Nagi: Yup. A letter of challenge affixed to an arrow appeared at the shop. It was from Netaro… and it told me to come here.

Ryui: An arrow…?

Yodaka: Oh, everyone else is gathered as well.

Daniel: This is just the entire night group.

Toi: Oh! It’s Yodaka-san and Danny-san! Were both of you called here as well?

Yodaka: Indeed. Via smoke signals. I have to say, the Shingen Takeda-style* smoke flare was magnificent.

Daniel: It was a carrier pigeon for me.

Toi: Ani-sama and I got a telegram!

Ryui: (For fuck’s sake, just send us a text like a normal person.)

Netaro: Oohhh, the cast is all assembled! And with not one mortal injury! Welcome welcome♪

??: Hello.

Ryui: Fuck Yowa for now… Who’s the old man?

Netaro: This is Sammy!

Sammy: I’m Sammy, nice to meet you. I’m a detective. Here’s my police badge.

Nagi: T-The real deal.

Yodaka: Hmm, so Sammy-san’s real name is Koutetsu Samejima-san?

Nagi (mumbling): T-There’s been a mistake. While it’s true Netaro might be an intergalactic trespasser, he said he’d protect the Earth and all…

Samejima: Thank you for coming all this way. Um, shall we move inside? It might be better to sit down and chat.

Toi: Yay! I wonder what the inside looks like!

Daniel: Will we make it back in time for happy hour? This better not turn out to be a pain in the ass…

Nagi: Netaro is a very good friend of mine. Well, I can’t deny that he’s lacking in Earthian common sense, and I guess sometimes he makes me partake in some pretty random stuff, but it’s not out of spite. He’s in the middle of learning about Earth and all, and—

Ryui: Oi, the fuck you mumbling about? Everyone’s already gone. Let’s get going.

Notes:

Og: 士は己を知る者の為に死す It's a Japanese idiom with Chinese origins meaning that any good person would be willing to die for someone who knows and recognizes his true worth.

a famous warlord from the sengoku era of Japan https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Takeda_Shingen

[landofzero-archive]

Perplex - Prank Intersection 4

Season: Spring

(Location: Cafe Cinnamon)

Ibara: Hello hello everyone, it looks like everyone’s all together!

Shinobu: Good day, Saegusa-dono. I look forward to working with you today.

Arashi: Fufu, I’m counting on you today. Isn’t this a somewhat strange combination of four people?

Kuro: Yeah, feels like there isn’t much of a sense of unity. Well, it’s just a tasting party, so I guess it’s just about gathering guys with free time (1)? 

Ibara: I cannot allow that free time part to pass without comment. Time is money. I do not have so much free time(1) that I don’t know what to do with. 

Kuro: Oops, my bad. Maybe I shouldn’t have said ‘free time’ (1) like that. Cause this is also part of the job, right.

Ibara: Yes, exactly. After all, we would not be able to sell things that will lay damage to the image of the agencies. 

Arashi: Tee-hee, isn’t it fun to see what sort of drinks will be coming? You feel the same, don’t you Shinobu-chan?

Shinobu: Y-yes, that’s right! I’m curious too!

(……Pull yourself together, Shinobu Sengoku! As a splendid ninja, you have to lead Yuuta-kun’s prank to success.)

Ibara: ………

(Location: Meeting Room)

Yuuta: “Oof~, I wonder if Shinobu-kun’s okay. He kinda looks like he’s a little nervous.

Oops, filming’s already started? I’m the one who prepared this prank, Aoi Yuuta~♪

The truth is, this drinks tasting party……. Is a fake project that I prepared for the sake of the prank.

I got an anonymous tip that Crazy:B’s Shiina-senpai is planning on creating drinks based on the images of the agencies. 

I took advantage of that opportunity! 

I’m very grateful to the manager of Cafe Cinnamon for their cooperation! Thank you very mu~ch!

Now then, without further ado, I’ll talk about contents of this prank to all the viewers~ 

The target this time is the Vice President of CosPro—— iii~t’s Ibara Saegusa-senpai!

Cafe Cinnamon is currently in the middle of producing drinks, but the truth is, the one for the StarPro agency is the only one that is my special super spicy drink. 

It’s a super spicy drink that might even make someone who is fond of spicy food like me let out fire from the mouth, so if the Vice Prez were to drink it, it would be no less than a disaster……. 

Of course the only person who doesn’t know about this is the Vice Prez. I’ve got the rest of them, Shinobu-kun, Kiryuu-senpai and Narukami-senpai in on the plan. 

The truth is I wanted to give Vice Prez the drink, but they can only fit in one idol from each agency, so I reluctantly became someone who works behind the scenes. 

O~r something like that. Let’s put aside the behind the scenes circumstances. I’ll have Shinobu-kun and the rest take action so that Vice Prez would be drinking the super spicy StarPro drink. 

When the Vice Prez drinks that super spicy drink and faints in agony, I’ll appear from a different room that I was standing by in, and reveal the prank☆ 

Well well, just what sort of interesting reaction would Vice Prez Saegusa give us? Please stay tuned, everyone!

Now then, let’s take another look at the filming location with me. Let’s see what’s going on…….”

(Location: Cafe Cinnamon)

Niki: Sorry to have kept you waiting~ I’ve got your special drinks based on your agencies~

Arashi: Oh dear, aren’t they pretty stylish♪ I wonder which one is the drink based on NewDi?

Niki: That’ll be this one. This time, I tried making the drinks after asking idols from each agency. 

Kuro: Is RythLin this one? The colouring’s the most subdued, and it feels like it gives off the most mature impression…… 

Niki: You’re spot on, Kiryu-kun. Wow~ I’m so glad you can get that~♪

Ibara: Hm. I see. So by process of elimination, CosPro would be this one. If we were to ask which one the drink with a flashy and lively impression is, it would be StarPro’s image.

Shinobu: Ahaha. The colours makes you feel energetic just by looking at it, it looks delicious♪

(…… Fuu, that’s a relief. It doesn’t seem like Saegusa-dono suspects anything. )

Niki: Now then, take your time, everyone~

Arashi: Thanks for going out of your way, Shiina-senpai.

StarPro’s and CosPro’s drinks look delicious too. Please let me drink some too later.

Ibara: Yes, of course that wouldn’t be a problem. I must closely examine the other agencies’ flavours, otherwise I would not be able to convey the goodness of CosPro’s drink. 

Kuro: Alright, let’s get to drinking them.

Shinobu: Ah, please wait!

Kuro: What is it, Sengoku? Do you not have a straw?

Shinobu: No, that’s not it. Since we’re doing it, why don’t we exchange each of our drinks and drink those first?

Ibara: Why on earth would we? Wouldn’t it be better to check the flavours of your own agency first?

Kuro: Yeah. Normally you’d start drinking from your own office’s, right? 

Shinobu: (Eh, why are you not taking my side, Kiryu-dono!? This is not according to the plan!)

Arashi: I don’t mind. See, when you drink your own agency’s drink first, it makes you want to say that it’s the best tasting one.

To eliminate that sort of preconceived notions, I think it might be better to start by commenting on the other agencies’ flavours.

Shinobu: Y-yes, that’s right! I think so too, that’s why I made the suggestion.

Kuro: I see. Well, either way is fine with me. I don’t think it makes a real difference whether you drink ‘em before or after.

Shinobu: (Alright, I’ve got a good feeling about this! This way, Saegusa-dono will drink the StarPro drink……)

Ibara: No, I’m against it. I think it’s better to start drinking from your own agency’s.

Shinobu: …… Eh?

Ibara: After tasting all of the drinks, once we’ve drank our own agency’s drink once again to comment on it, I think we’d be able to come up with a more precise review. 

Arashi: U~mm, that’s true. After trying all the flavours, you might notice it’s appeal once again. 

Ibara: Also, in the unlikely event that CosPro’s drink has some sort of inadequacy to it, I’d like to avoid the first person from another agency to drink it from becoming a victim. 

I believe that it is better to ask for your comments once I’ve confirmed that it is delicious, how about it? 

Arashi: That’s true. If NewDi’s drink isn’t good, it’s not something I’d want to recommend to everyone else.

Kuro: Well, it’s a prototype, so there’s a real chance it might be gross. I guess this means tasting it is (2) kind of necessary. 

Shinobu: (Why, Narukami-dono, Kiryu-dono!

If the two of them drink their respective agencies' drinks, then I would have no choice but to drink the super spicy StarPro drink…….)

Ibara: Oh? Sengoku-shi, is there something wrong? It seems you haven’t even drunk a single sip yet…….

We do have to make time to answer questions for the interview, so I can’t let you take that much time. 

Shinobu: Y-You’ve got it~! Now that it’s come to this point, I just have to drink it~

(I guess I have no choice but to prepare myself. This is the end of the path(3) for a ninja who has failed his mission.) 

Th-Then…… Shinobu Sengoku will go o~n ahead!

Mmph……nom nom.

Ack……!?

Arashi: Shinobu-chan!? Wait, what’s wrong? Stay strong!

Kuro: Oi, his eyes are rolling back! Are you okay, Sengoku, is this drink what’s causing this?

Ibara: …… So it was a trap after all.

Kuro: Huh? A trap, you say?

Ibara: Don’t you think it’s about time you revealed yourself, Yuuta-kun. You’re watching us from somewhere, aren’t you?

Yuuta: ……I-I’ve come since you called, sur-sur-sur-surpri~se♪ 

Just kidding. A, ahaha……

Arashi: Yuuta-chan!? No, more importantly, that sign you have over there……

Kuro: The prank was a huge success……? Then that means, the reason Sengoku is unconscious…… 

Yuuta: It’s not like that! I wasn’t meaning to prank Shinobu-kun……

Ibara: I was the target wasn’t I? However, on the contrary, I took advantage of the trap and made it my own.

Ibara: Right now, it would be more fitting for me to hold onto that sign. Shall I say “The reverse prank was a huge success!” to you, Yuuta-kun. 

Yuuta: Gh……

Ibara: This is what happens when you’ve bitten the wrong person. From now on, please carefully ascertain the capabilities of your opponent before choosing your prey, aHaHa♪ 

TL NOTES:

Kuro used the word 暇 (Hima) here, which means ‘free time’, but it’s also used to mean several things, some of which, in the context of business, could mean ‘to be a slacker’ or ‘to not be doing anything’, which would explain the reason Ibara is offended at it.

毒味 (Dokumi) : lit; poison tasting, but it’s also used in the context of tasting the flavours of the food. A more normal way to say it would be something like 味見 (ajimi) which is food tasting but without the poison connotations.

末路 (motsuru): the last of one’s days, written with kanji for (end) and (path).

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Birthday Event: My Beloved

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

Drake spoke to his subordinates, who were overwhelmed by the grand celebration of Queen Elizabeth's birthday party.

Drake: "Alright, you guys. Celebrate me instead of the Queen."

Crewmates: "Huh?"

Everyone was taken aback by what he suddenly said.

Drake: "Come to think of it, I feel like today is my birthday, too."

Crew 1: "There's no way in hell that's true, Captain."

Drake: "Just go along with it for now."

Drake: "And you know what? Since we have plenty of expensive drinks and delicious food before us, let's celebrate like it's my birthday party instead of the queen's."

The crew exchanged glances as their captain spoke in high spirits.

Then Drake, grinning, snatched a glass from the table and raised it above his head.

Drake: "Come on, boys, don't be shy. Eat up, make some noise, and drink up!"

Encouraged by his words, the pirate crew, which had been hesitating until a moment ago, burst into laughter.

Crew 1: "Hahaha! Captain, your reasoning is completely absurd, but fun."

Crew 2: "Yeah, now that this happens, let's raid the party."

Crew 2: "Today, you're the star of the show. Cheers to Captain Drake!"

The corner of the elegant hall turned into a lively scene as the crew members eagerly grabbed glasses and wine bottles, shouting "Cheers!" and downing their drinks.

---------Flashback Ends---------

Mitsuki: "Pfft! Ahaha! Suddenly saying it's your birthday is pushing it too far!"

Drake: "Yeah, I agree."

I listened to Drake’s old stories and couldn’t help but burst out laughing at his carefree remarks.

Mitsuki: “But I guess that helped relieve some of the tension in the group.”

Drake: “Yeah, they were originally a jolly bunch, but once they let loose, they don’t hold back.”

Drake: “But since we were surrounded by royals and nobles, we received some pretty judgmental looks.”

------------Flashback------------

Noble 1: “How barbaric. Who are those causing a commotion over there?”

Noble 2: “Honestly, why are those pirates here?”

Crew 1: “They’re giving us some pretty nasty looks. But you don’t care, right, Captain?”

The crew cursed under their breaths at the impertinent looks and whispered words exchanged by the nobles.

Drake: “.........”

Just when they thought Drake would ignore them, he slipped past the nobles, approached the Queen, and kneeled while taking off his hat.

Queen: “What’s the matter, Francis Drake?”

Drake: “I’d like to congratulate you again on your birthday, your majesty.”

Drake: “We’re honored that you personally invited us this evening.”

The term “personally” invited caused a slight stir among the nobles, and the Queen looked down at him, raising an eyebrow.

Drake: “However, I believe there are those who may deem us, lawbreakers, unfit for this gathering.”

Drake: “If Your Majesty, who has invited us, could show your generous heart, we’d greatly appreciate it.”

Queen: “Oh, very well. I shall turn a blind eye to whatever behavior you all exhibit."

Drake: “We’re grateful for your kindness.”

Queen: "Hm. Drake, you're quite an interesting man."

As the queen narrowed her eyes, Drake smirked, adjusted his hat, and flipped his cape as he strode through the hall again.

Once the queen acknowledged them, no one dared criticize the pirates.

---------Flashback Ends---------

Drake: "I didn't really care about the nobles, but all their babbling made my drink taste bad."

Drake: "So I borrowed the queen's authority."

(Wow. He silenced the nobles by showing respect to the queen.)

I could only imagine how bold and dignified he must have looked.

Drake: "That concludes the tale of the pirate who stole the queen's birthday."

Mitsuki: "Hehe. So that's why September 7 is your birthday."

Mitsuki: "Thank you for sharing that story. I always thought you were kind."

Drake: "Huh?"

When I said that, Drake himself looked surprised.

Drake: "I'm a pirate who has committed all sorts of crimes, you know? Was there really kindness in the story I just told?"

Mitsuki: "There was. You used your wit to boost the morale of your crew."

Drake: "........."

(He suddenly asked them to celebrate with him at the party as an excuse to lift their spirits.)

Furthermore, the reason he became a pirate and started working under the queen's orders in the first place was to free his captured comrades.

Mitsuki: "It's nice to see your kind side again."

Drake: "........."

He subtly blushed and awkwardly looked away.

Drake: "Don't treat me too nicely, Mitsuki. You remember what I've done, right?"

Mitsuki: "Yeah. But I want to tell you how I honestly feel."

I smiled at him, and Drake let out a small sigh, a hint of shadow passing over his eyes.

Drake: "Well, I was young back then. At that time, I probably felt that the ship with my crew was the only place I belonged."

(Place, huh?)

(That's right, after that...)

He became feared by enemies and allies alike as a demon while sailing the world.

And eventually,

(Even by his comrades.)

I passed through that door and witnessed his anguish and anger.

Just remembering those memories still made my heart ache.

I tried searching for words when he suddenly placed a hand on my head.

Drake: "There's no need to get sad about it, little fawn."

Mitsuki: "Drake."

Drake: "So, the answer to the question of when my birthday is tentatively September 7."

Drake: "I don't know my actual birthday, and I'm not particularly fixated on that date, so you don't need to worry about it."

Drake: "More importantly, I'd like to know when your birthday is."

He smiled cheerfully, and the conversation shifted in a different direction.

That night一

I lay in bed in my room and recalled his words.

(His birthday is on September 7, but it's a temporary date.)

(He chose that day for the sake of his pirate crew and even forgot about it until I asked him.)

(I guess he doesn't really feel the significance of his birthday.)

But determining his actual birthday would likely require going back in time.

(He said not to worry about it.)

(But still, I want to celebrate that he was born.)

(Wait, no. What's important is not the date but to convey these feelings to him.)

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