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✩ CHAPTER SUMMARY : Sunday spreads his wings for the first time in years.

✩ SERIES SYNOPSIS : Following the catastrophe of the Charmony Festival, rather than in one of Penacony's hospitals or prisons, Sunday awakens right in the base of one of the most notorious criminals in the galaxies. With nowhere else to go, he's left to follow you, the Stellaron Hunters' medic, in his attempts to become accustomed to his new life.

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✩ ADDITIONAL NOTES : sorry for the later update yall, i had to study for a math placement test and write scholarship essays 😭 more emotionally packed chapter this time because apparently i can't go on too long without sunday suffering. its not that bad tho. have fun, and thank you to @vxnuslogy for betareading this chapter for me !!

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Unnaturally-colored lights illuminate your face in an eerie glow. All that can be heard in your dark office are the small clicks of your digital keyboard as you type and the soft tunes of your computer.

Holding out your hand, you extract some of the stolen medicine from your inventory and throw them into your synthesizer with an effortless wave. Your fingers tap against the table in small, repetitive motions as you idly watch the drugs separating into their basic chemical compositions.

It’s been a few hours since you’ve returned from Euphrosyne.

Shortly after Sunday’s first robbery (with heavy quotation marks), he’d dragged you into a cosmetics store in order to ransack it of its skincare products. Now, you weren’t completely clueless, but some of the things he picked out you didn’t even know existed - and you stole drugs on the basis.

You wince at the memory. Your wallet is still recovering from that escapade - with so many people in a smaller store, it was inconvenient to just drug them all, so you ended up having to pay the old-fashioned way, much to your chagrin.

You raise your hand to type a few commands into the holographic keyboard that appears beside you. The synthesizer glows, rearranging and recombining the chemicals until a completely new drug is born.

Sunday’s probably in his room right now, putting away the gifts you’d bought him and no doubt eager to return Blade’s borrowed clothes. In a few minutes, he’ll come walking through your doorway for the examination of his wings.

His wings… The image of them at the clothing store resurfaces in your mind with a furrowing of your brow.

While you have a good feel for his personality, you can’t understand why he’d keep his wings like that. If you were a Halovian and had wings like that, you’d fly whenever possible. Wings like those are meant to be used.

After all, aren’t birds born to fly?

A high-pitched hum from the synthesizer snaps you from your thoughts. The new drugs float patiently in the synthesizer’s hold, awaiting your final input.

Ah, right. You almost forgot.

You walk over to your desk and down to open up a drawer next to it. Inside is your stash of sugar and various packets of artificial flavoring - ranging from typical fruity flavors to root beer or even coffee.

It isn’t like the Stellaron Hunters are made up of notoriously picky eaters (except for Silver Wolf, but she’s different), but you still like to add a little bit of flavoring as a final touch, just to make the otherwise bitter medicines bearable.

Returning to the synthesizer, you unzip a bag of sugar and scoop out a cup or two and dump it in, along with a few drops of random flavoring you grabbed. With another quick typing, you assign each medicinal candy a flavor and an appropriate amount of sugar, and then it’s done.

And then, as if on cue, the familiar sound of heavy boots comes from behind you.

You squint as you look up from your synthesizer, the light from the hallway blinding you momentarily.

“Must you always do your work in darkness?” Blade mutters as he steps into the infirmary.

His youthful face shows no signs of weariness, but you can tell from his slumped body language how many hours of sleep he’d gotten - which is to say, zero.

You shrug, taking the finished candies from the synthesizer. “It helps me concentrate.”

A ragged sigh emits from your senior. “If you wish to blind yourself so soon, my sword is a faster option.”

“I’m good, thanks,” you chuckle. “Besides, a little eye problem isn't anything I can't bounce back from.”

Blade’s gaze is piercing as he stares at you, the slightest narrowing of his eyes revealing his disapproval. “Your constitution does not warrant recklessness.”

Your smile doesn’t reach your eyes. “Don't act like you're worried about me.”

He scoffs. Turning his head, the conversation ends there, leaving empty space behind. The silence isn’t unbearable; with Blade, things have always been this way, but there's an unmistakable tension in the air that you don't care enough to dispel.

You drop half of the candies into a jar before sliding said jar towards Blade.

“That should be enough for a month or so,” you say, leaning your elbows against the counter. “But don’t overdose, okay? Only use them when the mara becomes too much.”

Blade takes the jar without so much as a second glance. “I am aware.”

The shadow he casts as he leaves feels taller and more imposing than it should be. It catches the tip of your shoe, and you subtly take a step back.

The second Blade’s silhouette leaves your sight, a heavy sigh sags your body. Massaging your temple idly, you stare blankly into the light of your synthesizer.

“Great Mercy…” you groan, burying your face in your hands. “You just had to make it awkward, didn’t you? And we were doing so well too.”

You lift your head. Your vision feels hazy, and you don’t truly see your hands in front of you. The synthesizer’s glow blurs with the light in the doorway and the skin of your palms. For a moment, you are no longer in your office, but somewhere far, far away - a place you left several Amber Eras ago.

Inhaling sharply, you shake your head, dragging a hand over your face. Physically, it’s impossible for you to feel tired, but your mind is absolutely exhausted.

“That’s enough,” you quietly scold yourself. You roll back your shoulders and straighten from the desk, wiping your mind of any troubling thoughts. Blade never holds any grudges, and so neither should you.

Yeah… You shouldn’t.

You rest a hand over your heart. It thuds under your touch, still as frenzied and frightened as it was all those eras ago. Briefly, you consider ripping it out and growing a new one altogether.

“Mx. [Name]?”

A new silhouette joins the hallway’s light. You turn to see Sunday standing in the doorway, his expression candid - although slightly apprehensive. You wonder how long he’d been there - and hope that he didn’t see your exchange with Blade.

“You know, you don’t have to call me that,” you say, allowing your hand to drop to your side. Sunday blinks.

“Ah… I see.” He rests a hand over his heart in apology. “Forgive me, it’s a habit I developed in my line of work.”

Always with the apologizing, you think in amusement. “Nothing I need to forgive you for. All I’m saying is that you can just call me by my name, or whatever nickname you decide to force upon me.”

“A nickname,” he repeats. “Like the ones you call Ms. Kafka, and the others?”

“Don’t forget yourself, princess,” you joke, drinking in the way Sunday’s upper wings twitch at the name.

He sighs with a smile. “I was doing my best to.”

You hum out a laugh. “Yeah, I’m not going to let you. Come on in, let’s take a look at those wings, shall we?”

Immediately the lighthearted mood is vanquished. The air thickens, becoming almost suffocating. Sunday’s smile falters, the glow in his eyes dulls, and he crosses his arms in a vain attempt to provide himself a semblance of comfort.

Fear flashes over his eyes, and then a steady, unwavering determination.

“Right.” He breathes in, the breath shaking in his chest as he prepares himself. “The wings.”

—

It hurts.

Sunday knows he should’ve expected this - he hadn’t fully extended his wings in who knows how long, but still, the pain that strikes through his body is like nothing he’s ever felt before. Even the fall of the Charmony Festival hadn’t hurt this bad.

His body screams at him to stop, but the stretch is as painful as it is necessary.

“Breathe, princess.”

Your hand is an anchor at the small of his back, your palm flat against him as you aid him in extending his wings.

In the back of his mind, he wants to shove you away, for his larger pair of wings are surely a horrid sight - an image of grotesque, mangled limbs flashes in his mind. But the pain overrides his need to appear presentable.

Sunday’s breath rattles - it’s a deadweight in his chest, pressing down on his lungs and heart and comes out as a wheeze.

“Princess, listen to me-”

Your voice drowns in the sea of his thoughts.

His eyes squeeze shut. In a seizure of ill-willed panic, he forces his wings to open faster, biting back a scream as the tearing sensation returns in full force. His fingers dig into his palms in an attempt to ground himself, but adding pain to pain does little to console.

His mind becomes a storm-wrecked ocean, waves crashing and beating at him every time he tries to surface. Horrid thoughts howl above him with the harsh winds, screaming at him to open them faster, to get this over with, to not disappoint you.

Water fills his lungs and he chokes, hands scrambling for any sort of anchor but finding nothing in their grasp.

He’ll drown - he is drowning, slammed deeper into the waves again and again until-

Something grabs his wrist and pulls him out.

“Sunday.”

A strangled gasp shudders him. His eyes fly open.

The storm is gone. Replacing its howls is the distant hum of your synthesizer, and the dark waves are washed away by a gentle shadow. He sits no longer in groundless water, but instead on one of the two beds in the infirmary.

Your hand runs over his spine in a soothing motion while the other squeezes his shoulder firmly. Subconsciously, Sunday leans into your palms to stabilize himself.

He allows himself a few moments to breathe, gulping down vital mouthfuls of air. Like statues, his wings rigidly stay in place, in the middle of ripping themselves open. After a few minutes of silence, he finally composes himself enough to speak.

“I-”

“Don’t apologize,” you cut him off. Shame burns Sunday regardless. “Just listen.”

It takes Sunday a moment, one part because of his still-buzzing mind, one part another predicament entirely.

Your fingers linger around where the base of his wings are, in the window of the thin, long-sleeved shirt he’s thrown on for the examination. All of his senses are zeroed in on that small sliver of skin, tingling at the mere prospect of another’s touch - although he can’t tell if it wants or fears it.

“Sunday?”

With a start, he realizes you’re awaiting his answer. Heat rushing to his cheeks, he nods tentatively, signaling for you to continue.

“Your wings aren’t used to being pried open like that,” you say calmly. Instinctively he tries to find any hint that you’re annoyed, or irritated, or any of the sort. But he finds nothing, only a strangely secure serenity. “You have to take it slow; otherwise you’ll hurt them even more.”

Relief floods him when your palm lies flat against him once more.

Wait, relief? Why was he…

“Focus on my voice,” you interrupt his thoughts before he can get too embarrassed. “I’ll guide you through it. Now, may I?”

Sunday’s lips part to ask just what you mean by that, only for his voice to lodge in his throat as you ghost a hand over the base of his wing.

Granted, his second pair of wings isn’t as sensitive as the ones that lie behind his head - thank Ena for that - but they still are more sensitive than he’d like to admit. Allowing you, who he’s known for a little more than a day, to touch them… even if this is a medical necessity, he still finds himself a bit wary.

“May I ask what you’re planning to do, first?” he asks quietly, turning slightly so that he can glimpse at your face.

“Remember what I did back on Euphrosyne, with the clerk?” you reassuringly squeeze his shoulder one last time before hovering both of your hands over the base of his wings.

Sunday remembers the scene at the clinic. “Your lollipop, you mean?”

You chuckle. “That too. But no, I meant what happened after the lollipop - when the clerk hit their head.”

“Ah.” Sunday’s wings rustle. “That healing ability of yours. You intend to use it on my wings?”

“Bingo. You hurt them a bit in that frenzy just now, so I need to repair that. It’ll also make the stretch much easier.”

That makes sense, Sunday thinks. But there’s one thing he’s slightly worried about.

“Is touching my wings necessary for this procedure?”

You hum. “Not really, although it’d be more efficient if I did. If I handle your wings directly, I can further aid you in extending them and more accurately heal them when needed. Would you rather I didn’t?”

If it were any other person - save for perhaps Robin and his adoptive father, Sunday would’ve said yes right away. A Halovian’s wings were one of the most intimate parts of them, especially the ones that extend from their nape. Only close friends, family, and romantic partners were allowed to touch them.

But the more he thinks, the more he realizes that he doesn’t feel as inclined to those traditions with you. There’s something about you that puts him at ease, much to his chagrin.

For some bewildering reason, he trusts you.

It’s just a medicinal procedure, he tells himself.

“No, I don’t mind,” Sunday finally says, turning his back. “Do what you must, doctor.”

He hears an amused hum from behind. “Alright, princess. Follow my lead.”

Sunday lets his eyes flutter close. He feels your hands lay gentle on his wings, the touch sending tingles of static up and down. It’s almost ticklish, but it isn’t unpleasant.

Warmth blooms at the curve of his wings, ebbing away the pain and leaving him with an almost refreshed feeling, as if stepping out of a dark forest into a sunlit meadow. He realizes that it’s your ability at work. Slowly, his shoulders droop, and his muscles relax.

Then he feels your hands slide up his wings, applying pressure every so often like a massage, correcting the kinks in his bones and healing whenever needed.

His breath hitches at the feeling. A pleased hum begins to vibrate in his chest like static as he loses himself to the dream-like feeling.

Vaguely, he hears you instruct him to open and close his wings, and he listens, easing them open at a gradual pace. The hum in his chest increases in magnitude, his back arching slightly as his wings extend to their full length.

He sighs in satisfaction once the stretch is complete and the tips of his feathers brush against the ceiling in a veil of midnight blue.

“Someone looks happy,” you say. “Feels better, doesn’t it?”

Your voice comes from a higher place than before, making Sunday look up. You smile down at him, hand resting gently on the bend of his left wing.

His left wing…

His serene expression falters. Carefully, he folds that wing in front of him and takes the dark plumage in his hands. Running his fingers amongst the feathers, he stops with narrowed eyes at the feeling of a sudden edge in the sea of softness.

Just as before, his left wing’s flight feathers are still cut short, snipped so that he may never take to the skies.

This time, he had been the one to cut them - Gopher Wood needn’t be bothered with such trivial matters, especially after Sunday had become an adult. But he remembers his first cutting well - the sheen of the scissors, the iron grip on his wings, the fear he’d felt, all in the past but not truly left behind.

“They’ll grow back.”

Sunday glances up.

“I know.”

He doesn’t sound convinced, not even to himself. But what he wants to convince himself of, he doesn’t know.

Sunday lets go of his wing and lets it hang comfortably at his side. You slide off the bed behind him and pull up your office chair. Sitting on it with your chest against the back, you roll back in front of him.

“Try flapping them,” you say. “Slowly, just open and close until you get used to the feeling.”

Sunday obliges. The wings are larger and heavier than he expects, and it’s a bit of a struggle, but he manages. Winds spurs from every flap of his wings, rustling your hair each time.

“No pain?” you prompt, raising a hand to summon a screen and type some things onto it. Sunday shakes his head.

“No.” He flaps one more time just to make sure, but he feels nothing, only his wings’ new weight.

“Good.” You type a bit more before closing the window. “I wouldn’t try flying just yet - especially with those clipped feathers, but we can start out with a few exercises every day to strengthen them. Kind of like physical therapy.”

Something warm blooms in Sunday’s chest. His heart rate quickens, and for the first time in years, he feels excited, giddy, relieved. It’s almost overwhelming, all of it.

He flicks his wing again, and again, and again. A gleeful laugh bubbles up in his chest.

His feathers tickle against his cheek, as if his wings are trying to comfort him. He smiles at the thought, despite how silly it is.

But then he remembers where he is. Heat reddens his face as he meets your amused gaze, his upper wings instinctively covering his face as he coughs bashfully.

“Sorry, I’m afraid I got a little carried away.”

“Aw, don’t get embarrassed on me now,” you giggle, not helping his predicament at all. “It was cute, watching you get all giddy.”

He half-heartedly shoots you a glare, to which you only smile calmly in reply.

“Are we finished here?” he huffs, eager to change the subject. You hum.

“Yeah, basically. I don’t have anything to give you, unless you want some of those sleeping candies I mentioned earlier.”

Sunday blinks. For a moment, he contemplates the offer despite you probably having only mentioned it in passing.

The nightmare from last night still hangs fresh in his mind, and his inability to fall asleep still bears its consequences - the reminder brings back the dull ache at the back of his head which he’d tried to ignore. Sleeping still scares him - if naturally induced rest brings upon visions such as those, he’d rather not sleep at all. But he is still mortal, human, and as such, he cannot evade his body’s needs forever.

Yet at the same time, he doesn’t want you to think there’s anything wrong with him to warrant such medications.

Then again, you’ve already seen his wings.

“Those medications of yours,” he says softly, “do they get rid of dreams?”

You prop your elbows up on the back of your chair. “They do. Are you suffering from nightmares?”

He’s unable to stop the smallest flinch that confirms your speculations. You stand up, pushing the chair back to your desk.

“I get it,” you offer as consolation, although it doesn’t assure him as much as it piques his curiosity. “When I first came here, I had a rough time sleeping too. I only slept when I couldn’t stand anymore, and even Kafka was concerned - or well, as concerned as a woman like her could be.”

The synthesizer opens, revealing pre-made candies floating in its hold. Sunday recognizes them as the same ones Blade had walked out holding.

“When I found out Blade had the same problem - okay, well, not the same problem,” you correct yourself, “I started making these. After seeing them work so well on Blade, I figured I should take some too.”

Sunday tilts his head. “Blade has nightmares?”

“You can see it like that,” you say, bagging a couple candies with a wave of your hand. Thankfully, your hand doesn’t come in contact with the candies; otherwise, Sunday would leave them untouched in the corner of his room for all eternity. “But his ailment is far worse and more complicated than just that.”

Sunday briefly remembers the stories he’d read of the Xianzhou, including that of the curse its locals bear.

His gaze drops to his hands. “I see.”

Sympathy tugs at his heartstrings. For a second, he is the Bronze Melodia again, listening to the plight of the weak with a careful ear. Now, Blade is by no means what he’d call weak, but knowing he suffers from such a cruel fate…

He looks over at you, brows furrowed slightly. Your back is turned, meaning he can’t see your expression.

Even the strongest have their vulnerabilities - this he knows well.

Then what does that make of you, who suffered like he did?

“You have nightmares too, then?” he asks gently.

“Had,” you’re quick to correct. “After a few Amber Eras, I got over them. I don’t take these anymore.”

There’s a clear edge in your tone that is chilling despite your otherwise easygoing voice. The message is clear - don’t push it.

Sunday tenses, his feathers bristling instinctively.

Right. He’s forgotten who you were - what you were. You may be kind to him now, but the two of you aren’t close, nor are you someone who needs his comfort. He is no longer the Bronze Melodia, and you are not his kin.

You’re a Stellaron Hunter - a criminal and a murderer.

You don’t need nor want his pity.

Your footsteps snap him out of his momentary moment of fear. You don’t look mad, or, well, anything, for that matter - just the same as usual. He could almost convince himself that nothing had happened at all.

The small mesh bag of candies is soft as you plop it in his palm.

“Don’t get too used to them, okay?” you sit down on the bed next to him, the mattress creaking as you do. He shifts his wing away so that it doesn’t drape over you like a blanket. “You can overdose on these, and it’s not fun.”

Did you know from experience? Sunday wonders, but decides against asking. He doesn’t want to push his chances.

“I’ll try,” he assures, folding his wings behind him.

“Looks like you’re already getting used to them,” you comment, leaning back onto your hands to look at his wings one last time. Sunday hums as you hold a hand out and run it along his plumage. “By the way, I’ve been meaning to ask. Do Halovians purr?”

Sunday’s mind malfunctions as he tries to process your words. “Excuse me?”

You drop your hand to look at him innocently. “Back when I was helping your wings out, you were making this purring sound, like a cat. I don’t know if you noticed but I wanted to ask-”

His wing smacks you over the head in embarrassment.

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1lenii · 1 year ago

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Jealous!Gojo x F!Reader x Platonic!Toji

Gojo being so cute at the end this is litterally gojo being picked on and at by toji!! Fluff!! Possibly messy!! Enjoy!!

Sorry for the unannounced hiatus, I’ve had some difficulties..!!

Gojo was the honored one. The best of the best, there’s no way his girl would leave him for *him*… right?

Gojo is a few feet away from Y/N, he had parked the car and next to her was a oddly familiar tuff of black hair

Gojo isn’t insecure yet that was the only way to describe what he felt.. hatred even and more or less disgust

He didn’t NOT trust his beloved but he’s a male the urges(bare with me)

Gojo kept watching what felt like hours was only a few minutes in the drivers seat of his girlfriends car

Scoffing gojo opens the car door exiting and strutting over to the pair hiding his presence in the process

Looming over Y/n, he stares the guy down, he’s not taller then himself yet the difference is barely noticeable due to the muscle mass

“Big…” gojo thinks to himself, only for his vibrant blue orbs to be met with dark blue ones.

Still not sensing the the tall man behind her Y/n brings her hand to her best friends face waving infront of him

“Earth to toji, you there?”

Not wanting to rat out the man behind his best friend, for his own amusements, he shoos the man always while grabbing Y/n by her waist leading her else where, along the cobble stone path down to ice cream parlor that was serving couples, children’s and many more ice cream, matching the flavor to the color of their clothing

Toji orders for two halting Y/n whos abt to pay and pays the man while leading her to a near by bench, giving the looming platinum blonde haired man a nice view of what was about to happen next.

“You still could have let me pay for mines you know?”

“A lady should never pay when with a man, even if you are a brat”

“And your any better?”

“Yea more stable”

“..oka mr I beef with my own 6 y/o”

The two kept throwing soft insults to one another not sensing the dark presence by the ice cream parlor, scaring and shooing away anyone who comes near..

“Uh that will be $3 sir..”

scowling gojo pats himself searching for his wallet only to find it gone..

‘Pickpocketed? There’s. There’s no way, I the Satoru gojo would get..’

Wronggg and pickpocketed he did he looks around the ground visually retracing his steps till his vibrant eyes meet the black leather from the man from earliers hand.

Trying to cover up the embarrassment gojo chuckles awkwardly “do you accept card”

Chuckling himself the ice cream man goes under the makeshift desk and pulls out digital register

“Thanks..” gojo mumbles walking away to the car deciding it’s Oka to leave the girl with her frd, feeling some type of defeat even if he got his wallet took, his gf isn’t slow, or if anything he’ll replace he is gojo after all

(5:45pm)

*** toji bonding time

It’s gotten a lil darker with the sun being clouded and Y/N and toji have been looking at a few stores some of which they came out with bags or food.

“THIS THE ONE. THISSS THEEES ONEE”

Y/n says grabbing Tojis built shoulders shaking him back and forth looking star eyes at the Big. Ass. Stuffy. Sitting on display in the window

Y/n rushes into the store toji grunts from the bags he’s being forced to carry yelling at the girl to slow down.

“What do you mean there’s no more..”

“I’m sorry ma’am, we ran out earlier this afternoon around 6:00”

“Oh.. well alright thank you! Do you know when you’ll b restocked”

“I’m sorry ma’am, we’ve terminated the sponsor due to some unknown activities, if you’d like we can hook you up with the smaller versions!”

Y/n physically slumps in her spot thanking the lady before turning to leave and go meet toji who’s been struggling at the many bags on his body

“So?”

“There all out”

“Karma”

“For?”

“Making carry all these bags like a servant”

“You are one you monkey.”

Toji give her a disgusted look continuing to walk ahead to soon drop her off at her apartment

“Thank you toji, tell lil baby gumi I said hi” y/n says babying her voice

“Like he’ll understand I’ll see you next week”

“Oh and toji” y/n says before letting the man walk away “you might wanna find a way to pay the money you used back—“

“Check your bags it’s in there somewhere”

With a final breath Y/n closes the door to find her boyfriend slumped over the stuffy she wanted from earlier with a blue card in his hand.

“I’m sorry if I did anything to upset you, making you feel like you had to see someone else to feel complete, I love you a lot y/n and I don’t wanna loose you, I hope you accept this :) having one customly made so we can match”

Y/n frowns at the thought of gojo being jealous let alone insecure, kneeling down beside him and gently waking him up

“Baby..?”

“Hi papa, im sorry,, I didn’t want you to feel like that”

Gojo Js grunts a hummed no and pulls her down onto the carpeted floor with him and hugs her tightly

“I’m never letting you go.”

“Ofc you won’t.. I won’t either”

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captainamerica-inmiddleearth · 16 days ago

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I'm in an emergency financial situation. Last year my house was foreclosed on and I had to move back in with my parents. I was at their house for less than 3 days before they physically assaulted me and I had to go to the hospital. I was homeless after that and crashing at a few different friends places for about 6 months. Back in March, I got an apartment with a roommate but the bills are insane. I was behind on car payments and my car got repossessed. I had to pay $600 to get it back and I am drained of funds. Im currently at work with no gas in my tank to get home. Even a little bit would help. I do art comissions but haven't been able to sell any recently. If anyone wants to buy any art or make a donation I would be so grateful.

My PayPal is https://www.paypal.me/laurah2950

My Venmo is https://venmo.com/Laura-Harrison-04

My Cashapp is

Here are some photos of my art. Ill do anything at name your price right now. Im desperate.

The last one is a work in progress.

#art #financial crisis #donations

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rebornologist · 9 months ago

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♡ Misc. Kokuyo Gang Headcanons ✧

Ken is averse to showers for multiple reasons, but one of them is because his body has adjusted to a very... sparse shower routine. Anything heavily scented irritates his nose, and many soaps will even give him rashes. He would rather die than to admit that he can only stand using unscented baby soap.

He sleeps better with something pressed against him, like a wall to his back, while hugging a pillow, or with his face in the crevice of the couch. It might stem from him growing up sleeping in crowded accommodations… he would love one of those human-sized dog beds.

୨୧ ⁺˳₊ ♡ ₊˳⁺ ୨୧

Chikusa built his own signature weapons, and his hands are rather dexterous. Just think about all the yo-yo tricks he is capable of. He doesn’t enjoy using computers at all, the digital screen and blue light actually hurts his eyes, but his typing speed would be impressive if he had to use a keyboard. He learned to touch type fairly quickly and has good hand-eye coordination.

He enjoys working with rubik’s cubes and has gotten really good at it. He has red-green colourblindness, and he really didn’t like asking people for the difference between “this shade and that shade” when it came to the cheap cubes with stickers and paint that would chip and peel off. One day, he will get himself a nice colorblind-friendly cube, but he hates splurging so he just copes for now.

୨୧ ⁺˳₊ ♡ ₊˳⁺ ୨୧

M.M. is quite extroverted and loves to pick people’s brains. She especially loves dressing up in her best outfits to go to jazz bars and gather all sorts of intel (and coins) from the patrons there. It has a mix of her favourite things: dancing, a classy atmosphere, rich people that she can chat up to charm their wallets open, and she occasionally actually plays her clarinet for people.

She doesn’t like the way that Fran speaks French and finds his regional accent atrocious. To that, he speaks French just to annoy her, even when she replies in Italian or Japanese as a way to say “that’s enough, please use literally any other language that we both know please.”

୨୧ ⁺˳₊ ♡ ₊˳⁺ ୨୧

Chrome has befriended the local stray cat colony and a murder of crows. They all leave little gifts on the doorstep for her, ranging from small coins to dead mice. She gets more than a little flustered at the latter but understands that it’s just in their nature.

She is not an adventurous eater and has her safe foods that she will turn to just to curb her hunger. She used to run purely on being in survival mode but has since learned to keep snacks in her bag just in case. The few things that she does make for herself, she has gotten really good at.

୨୧ ⁺˳₊ ♡ ₊˳⁺ ୨୧

Fran tends to zone out, and usually no one can tell because his face looks exactly the same as when he’s completely present and aware of the current moment. The only way you can tell is that sometimes, at the end of a mission debrief, his eyebrows raise slightly, and that’s him realizing that he absolutely wasn’t listening and has no idea what they’re doing now.

When it comes to social deduction games, he’s the best one out of the gang. Mukuro used to be the reigning champion of Kokuyo gang board game nights, until Fran came along.

୨୧ ⁺˳₊ ♡ ₊˳⁺ ୨୧

Mukuro enjoys browsing vintage and oddity stores and collecting unique jewelry. He has pieces that incorporate teeth, bones, furs, and hides of various animals.

He’s fairly adventurous in almost every aspect of the human experience and is open to trying any food at least once (granted it doesn't.. kill him, but he’d probably find a way to come back from it anyway), trying different crafts, and consuming different media. However, he’s learned that he doesn’t particularly enjoy most craft-related hobbies, and rarely has the free time to read or watch anything to the end unless it’s fairly short (but he would tear through a good book if given some leisure time).

୨୧ ⁺˳₊ ♡ ₊˳⁺ ୨୧

Chrome, Fran, and Mukuro all run cold. They’re the ones always turning the heat up in their shared spaces, while Ken, Chikusa, and M.M. complain about it being too hot and to mind the energy bill.

#khr #hitman reborn #khr headcanons #katekyo hitman reborn #chikusa kakimoto #ken khr #mm khr #chrome dokuro #fran khr #mukuro rokudo

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creations-by-chaosfay · 7 months ago

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Quick question...

Let me know what you prefer. If you're nervous about ko-fi, it accepts PayPal, Venmo, and debit/credit using Stripe. PayPal donation would mean no fees, same with using CashApp and Venmo. I've never used Western Union.

If you refuse to purchase using Ko-fi, but still want to buy my work, contact me. I'm open to different options, as well as weekly and monthly payments.

Here are my payment links:

#poll #words from the artist

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gryficowa · 6 months ago

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Someone from the Internet (Internet connections) wrote to me that I shouldn't get involved in politics, and then that I only talk about Palestine all the time and that I should find another hobby...

Sometimes you want to believe you know someone, but as this song said:

youtube

You just feel disappointed, because it's a different disappointment than when you find out that your favorite creator is a terrible person, and secondly, when this happens

Since 2020, many of my relationships (Even on the Internet, unfortunately ASD and social phobia take their toll, in short, I'm not good at relationships, I often feel more like a burden to someone, on the Internet you don't have such a burden as in real life) have ended in various ways. way, in short, I started to notice a lot of toxicity in these relationships (In short, I was always guilty of reacting badly to jokes and various words, and creating another group to laugh at me… Eh…), or a certain person (With whom I had the longest relationship, and we met on Facebook, mainly in a group with cartoons of a certain YouTuber, well, he was fucking up content from abroad, but, well, it's less important) she treated two people badly and I beat that person for what they did, blocking me…

Unfortunately, life isn't fair, but to come back to it, just another disappointment with someone I have any relationship with

I guess relationships with people are not meant for me, it's easier to get along with animals when people only disappoint you, and that's the worst

I know, it's a first world problem, it means nothing when we live in times when there is war, when genocide is happening before our eyes, but you just see how many terrible people have support, how many terrible people have any relationships, when you can't even in interpersonal contacts, it is not jealousy, but the realization that that you probably have nothing to count on, you have no friends, you don't have a job (second degree of disability and fucked up rules in your country), because of social phobia you can't take part in any strikes, even if you find something that interests you, the disadvantage is communication, because you can't play it, so what? that you overcame your fucking mutism a year ago, since you're not making as much progress as others?

I'm the type of person who gets involved too much, that people get fed up with it, and yet I feel like I'm not doing enough, and you just see that others can donate to fundraisers, and you don't even have a bank account because you don't earn money and nothing, so that it doesn't work out, and you can't give money from your wallet because you don't even know how to do it in a non-digital way, because despite being a zoomer, I don't understand things that are obvious to other zoomers

I have the impression that even in my old age I won't be independent enough, so what's the point of walking if it doesn't change much in my life anyway? Because I will still get a rejection about the lack of conditions, so I can't count on a job, and I don't even come from a rich family

I know, I can't stick to one topic...

#free palestina #free palestine #free gaza #gaza genocide #gaza strip #gaza #gazaunderattack #palestine #asd #autistic #autism #nerodivergent #neurodivergent #neurodiversity #disabilities #disabled #disability #Youtube

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drrtgrrl666 · 5 months ago

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Happy pride month 🧿👄🧿

I'm Brooke, a 25-year-old transgender woman, and I'm reaching out because I'm in a really tough spot. I'm nearly homeless, disabled, and struggling to pay my bills. The stress and uncertainty are overwhelming, and I don't know where else to turn.

If you can spare anything, even a small amount, it would make a huge difference. I'm trying to cover basic necessities like rent, food, and medical expenses. Every little bit helps, and I am so grateful for any support you can provide.

Thank you from the bottom of my heart. Everything helps 💜

#mutual aid #donations #support #lgbt #aid #dragqueen

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marveltrumpshate · 1 year ago

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Want to participate in Marvel Trumps Hate, but don't know what to offer? Think outside the box!

Stumped on what to offer because you don't write fic or draw? Marvel Trumps Hate welcomes a huge variety of fanworks and fan labor (see our sign-up post) so there are different ways you can contribute. You'll be amazed by the breadth of skills, talents, knowledge, and types of creative expression found in fandom!

Here's a smorgasbord of offers that we've either had before or seen people discuss as possibilities for MTH 2023 or future years to help inspire you.

ART (VISUAL/ILLUSTRATIVE)

Single-page and multi-page comics

Paintings (oil, acrylic, gouache, watercolor)

Stained glass/suncatcher

Mixed-media artwork on canvas

Ink-on-bristol art

Embroidery on canvas

Pour paint/spin art

AUDIOVISUAL WORKS

Podfics

Videos (fic trailers, themed edits, vids set to songs)

BETA SERVICES

Editing

Cheer reading

Soundboarding/planning

Fact-checking

Culture-picking

Sensitivity reading

Knowledge about specific topics or experiences (e.g., identities, lifestyles, professions, interests, fields of study)

CRAFTS & MERCH

Candles

Lip balms

Soaps

Scented beanbag-style sachets

Candy/chocolate/baked goods

Pins, magnets, patches, charms, standees, key chains, ring holders, calendars, stickers, bookmarks

Sculptures

Ceramic mugs and other items

Apparel/wearable accessories (shirts, jackets, scarves, gloves/mittens, hats, face masks, regular masks, cowls)

Tote bags, itabags with custom window shapes, leather dice bags, wallets, pouches/pencil cases

Plushie animal or Tsum Tsum versions of Marvel characters

Dolls (crochet, needle felt, matte board, hand-sewn)

Embroidery hoops/wall art and cross stitch pieces

Jewelry (diamond painting, macrame, metal, crochet, wire, beads)

Woodwork/wood burning (cheese board, box/chest, USB stick, coasters, photo frame, alphabet blocks)

Glasswork

Custom Funko Pops

Paper cut light boxes

Pillow cases, quilted pillows, baby blankets, dishcloth/washcloths, potholders

Handmade leather journals

Linoleum stamps

Dog toys

Artbooks and paper doll books

Hand dyed yarn skeins

DIGITAL

Gifsets

Graphics/edits

Mood boards

Photo manips

Fic covers/posters/banners

Icons and headers

Webweaving

Tumblr layouts

FAN LABOR & TRANSLATION

Typesetting

Bookbinding

Names, tags, and summaries for fics

Audio/sound editing for podfics

Book cover design and printing

Art/comic/fic translation

Website/game coding

WRITING

Poetry

Meta posts

Social media AUs

#marvel trumps hate #mth 2023 #announcement

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sohojware · 2 months ago

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Which Payment Gateways Are Compatible for Dynamic Websites - A Comprehensive Guide by Sohojware

The digital landscape is constantly evolving, and for businesses with dynamic websites, staying ahead of the curve is crucial. A dynamic website is one that generates content on the fly based on user input or other factors. This can include things like e-commerce stores with shopping carts, membership sites with customized content, or even online appointment booking systems.

For these dynamic websites, choosing the right payment gateway is essential. A payment gateway acts as a secure bridge between your website and the financial institutions that process payments. It ensures a smooth and safe transaction experience for both you and your customers. But with a plethora of payment gateways available, selecting the most compatible one for your dynamic website can be overwhelming.

This comprehensive guide by Sohojware, a leading web development company, will equip you with the knowledge to make an informed decision. We’ll delve into the factors to consider when choosing a payment gateway for your dynamic website, explore popular options compatible with dynamic sites, and address frequently asked questions.

Factors to Consider When Choosing a Payment Gateway for Dynamic Websites

When selecting a payment gateway for your dynamic website in the United States, consider these key factors:

Security: This is paramount. The payment gateway should adhere to stringent security protocols like PCI DSS compliance to safeguard sensitive customer information. Sohojware prioritizes security in all its development projects, and a secure payment gateway is a non-negotiable aspect.

Transaction Fees: Payment gateways typically charge transaction fees, which can vary depending on the service provider and the type of transaction. Be sure to compare fees associated with different gateways before making your choice.

Recurring Billing Support: If your website offers subscriptions or memberships, ensure the payment gateway supports recurring billing functionalities. This allows for automatic and convenient payment collection for your recurring services.

Payment Methods Supported: Offer a variety of payment methods that your target audience in the US is accustomed to using. This may include credit cards, debit cards, popular e-wallets like PayPal or Apple Pay, and potentially even ACH bank transfers.

Integration Complexity: The ease of integrating the payment gateway with your dynamic website is crucial. Look for gateways that offer user-friendly APIs and clear documentation to simplify the integration process.

Customer Support: Reliable customer support is vital in case you encounter any issues with the payment gateway. Opt for a provider with responsive and knowledgeable customer service representatives.

Popular Payment Gateways Compatible with Dynamic Websites

Here’s a glimpse into some of the most popular payment gateways compatible with dynamic website:

Stripe: A popular and versatile option, Stripe offers a robust suite of features for dynamic websites, including recurring billing support, a user-friendly developer interface, and integrations with various shopping carts and platforms.

PayPal: A widely recognized brand, PayPal allows customers to pay using their existing PayPal accounts, offering a familiar and convenient checkout experience. Sohojware can integrate PayPal seamlessly into your dynamic website.

Authorize.Net: A secure and reliable gateway, Authorize.Net provides a comprehensive solution for e-commerce businesses. It supports various payment methods, recurring billing, and integrates with popular shopping carts.

Braintree: Owned by PayPal, Braintree is another popular choice for dynamic websites. It offers a user-friendly API and integrates well with mobile wallets and other popular payment solutions.

2Checkout (2CO): A global payment gateway solution, 2Checkout caters to businesses of all sizes. It offers fraud prevention tools, subscription management features, and support for multiple currencies.

Sohojware: Your Trusted Partner for Dynamic Website Development and Payment Gateway Integration

Sohojware possesses extensive experience in developing dynamic websites and integrating them with various payment gateways. Our team of skilled developers can help you choose the most suitable payment gateway for your specific needs and ensure a seamless integration process. We prioritize user experience and security, ensuring your customers have a smooth and secure checkout experience.

1. What are the additional costs associated with using a payment gateway?

Besides transaction fees, some payment gateways may charge monthly subscription fees or setup costs. Sohojware can help you navigate these costs and choose a gateway that fits your budget.

2. How can Sohojware ensure the security of my payment gateway integration?

Sohojware follows best practices for secure development and adheres to industry standards when integrating payment gateways. We stay updated on the latest security protocols to safeguard your customer’s financial information.

3. Does Sohojware offer support after the payment gateway is integrated?

Yes, Sohojware provides ongoing support to ensure your payment gateway functions smoothly. Our team can address any issues that arise, troubleshoot problems, and provide updates on the latest payment gateway trends.

4. Can Sohojware help me choose the best payment gateway for my specific business needs?

Absolutely! Sohojware’s experts can assess your business requirements, analyze your target audience, and recommend the most suitable payment gateway based on factors like transaction volume, industry regulations, and preferred payment methods.

5. How long does it typically take to integrate a payment gateway with a dynamic website?

The integration timeline can vary depending on the complexity of the website and the chosen payment gateway. However, Sohojware’s experienced team strives to complete the integration process efficiently while maintaining high-quality standards.

Conclusion

Choosing the right payment gateway for your dynamic website is crucial for ensuring a seamless and secure online transaction experience. By considering factors like security, fees, supported payment methods, and integration complexity, you can select a gateway that aligns with your business needs. Sohojware, with its expertise in web development and payment gateway integration, can be your trusted partner in this process. Contact us today to discuss your requirements and get started on your dynamic website project.

#sohojware #software development #web development #payments

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bitcoinwithdrawallimitsoncashapp · 2 months ago

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Maximizing Your Cash App: Increase Your Bitcoin Withdrawal Limit Today

Cash App has become a popular platform for buying, selling, and transferring Bitcoin due to its user-friendly interface and robust features. However, like most financial services, Cash App has set limits on Bitcoin withdrawals to ensure security and prevent fraud. If you're looking to make larger Bitcoin withdrawals than your current limit allows, you might wonder, "How do I increase my Cash App Bitcoin withdrawal limit?" In this article, we will explore the details of Cash App's Bitcoin withdrawal limits and provide a step-by-step guide on how to increase them.

Understanding Cash App Bitcoin Withdrawal Limits

Before diving into how to increase your withdrawal limit, it's essential to understand the different types of limits that Cash App enforces:

Cash App Bitcoin Daily Withdrawal Limit: The Cash App Bitcoin withdrawal limit per day is set at $2,000 worth of Bitcoin. This means you can withdraw up to $2,000 in Bitcoin daily from your Cash App account to an external wallet.

Cash App Bitcoin Weekly Withdrawal Limit: In addition to the daily limit, Cash App also imposes a weekly limit. The Cash App Bitcoin weekly withdrawal limit is capped at $5,000. This limit resets every rolling week, not necessarily aligning with the calendar week.

Cash App Bitcoin Monthly Withdrawal Limit: While Cash App does not explicitly state a monthly withdrawal limit for Bitcoin, users must stay within the daily and weekly limits.

How to Increase Your Cash App Bitcoin Withdrawal Limit?

If you find that the current limits are restrictive, there are several steps you can take to increase Cash App Bitcoin withdrawal limit:

Verify Your Account: The first and most crucial step to increasing your Bitcoin withdrawal limit on Cash App is to verify your account. To do this, go to your profile settings in the Cash App, then follow the prompts to verify your identity. You will need to provide your full name, date of birth, the last four digits of your Social Security Number (SSN), and possibly a government-issued ID. Verification is essential for security and is required to unlock higher withdrawal limits.

Ensure You Are Using the Latest Version of Cash App: Sometimes, outdated app versions may cause issues with withdrawals or may not reflect the most recent policy changes. Ensure you have the latest version of Cash App installed to access all available features and the latest updates regarding withdrawal limits.

Increase Your Account Activity: Maintaining regular account activity and demonstrating a consistent pattern of Bitcoin transactions can signal to the Cash App that you are a trusted user. This may involve regularly buying, selling, or withdrawing Bitcoin and keeping your account in good standing.

Link a Bank Account or Debit Card: Linking a verified bank account or debit card to your Cash App account can help increase your overall account limits, including Bitcoin withdrawals. This step not only enhances the security of your account but also helps Cash App verify your identity and financial standing.

Contact Cash App Support: If you still find the limits too restrictive after taking the above steps, contacting Cash App Support directly might be beneficial. They can provide specific guidance based on your account history and offer a temporary or permanent increase in your withdrawal limits.

What to Do If Your Cash App Bitcoin Withdrawal Is Not Working?

Occasionally, users may experience issues where their Cash App Bitcoin withdrawal is not working or is not enabled. Here are some common reasons for this issue and what you can do to resolve it:

Unverified Account: Ensure your account is fully verified, as Cash App may block or limit transactions for unverified users.

Insufficient Balance: Double-check that you have sufficient Bitcoin in your Cash App balance to complete the withdrawal.

Network Congestion: Sometimes, Bitcoin network congestion can cause delays or issues with withdrawals. In such cases, waiting for some time and trying again may help.

App Update Required: Ensure you have the latest version of Cash App installed on your device.

Contact Support: If none of these solutions works, contact Cash App Support for further assistance.

By following these steps and understanding the nuances of Cash App's Bitcoin withdrawal limits, you can better manage your cryptocurrency transactions and enjoy a more flexible and secure experience on the platform.

FAQs

1. What is the Cash App Bitcoin withdrawal limit per day?

The Cash App withdrawal limit per day is $2,000 worth of Bitcoin. This means users can withdraw up to $2,000 in Bitcoin daily.

2. How can I increase my Cash App Bitcoin withdrawal limit?

You can increase your Cash App Bitcoin withdrawal limit by verifying your account, linking a bank account or debit card, maintaining regular activity, and contacting Cash App Support if necessary.

3. Why is my Cash App Bitcoin withdrawal not working?

Your Bitcoin withdrawal may not work due to an unverified account, insufficient balance, network congestion, or an outdated app version. Ensure your account is verified and up-to-date, and check your Bitcoin balance.

4. Does Cash App have a weekly Bitcoin withdrawal limit?

Yes, the Cash App Bitcoin weekly withdrawal limit is $5,000 worth of Bitcoin. This limit resets every rolling week.

5. Can I increase my Cash App Bitcoin withdrawal limit beyond the standard amount?

Yes, by verifying your account, maintaining regular transactions, linking a bank account, and contacting Cash App Support, you may increase your Bitcoin withdrawal limit beyond the standard amount.

6. How often does the Cash App Bitcoin withdrawal limit reset?

The Cash App Bitcoin withdrawal limits reset on a rolling basis. The daily limit resets every 24 hours, and the weekly limit resets after seven days.

#Cash App Bitcoin withdrawal limit

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aeoki · 3 months ago

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Number Eight - Take a Chance: Chapter 2

Characters: Rinne, HiMERU, Kohaku & Niki Location: Wasteland

TL Note:

In Japanese, the words for “bee / 蜂 / hachi” and “eight / 八 / hachi” are pronounced the same, although written differently.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ< After the parachute landing. >

Niki: *Pant, wheeze…* Ugh, I thought I was a goner!

I made a complete mistake by being enticed by local specialties earlier!

I don’t wanna do that ever again unless I’m foraging for a rare plant that only grows on cliffs!

Kohaku: What do you mean by that?

Rinne: Alrighty, looks like everyone had a great time with the parachutes ☆

It’s finally time for our overseas shoot, “Number Eight”, to begin!

Kohaku: “Number Eight”?

Niki: The name sounds pretty trendy~ Did they use the word “eight” because it sounds like “bee” in Japanese[⁎]? Is that why they called us for the show?

HiMERU: HiMERU has heard of it before.

It was a popular travel show in the past, wasn’t it?

It was a show where you throw a special dice and follow the instructions depending on which number you roll while aiming for the finish line.

I’d heard the show was cancelled because it was too extreme and the participants started dropping out. Has it been revived?

Rinne: As expected of ya, Merumeru. Unlike someone whose brain is full of nothing but food, you’re pretty knowledgeable ☆

Niki: Hey, you’re referring to me, aren’t you?

Rinne: Hmm~? You’re just being overly self-conscious.

Anyway, putting Niki aside…

The old producers saw our performance in “The Minotaur’s Labyrinth” and decided to come to us with a work offer.

It’s a revived TV show that’s gonna be aired during prime time! We even get to go overseas for the shoot!

But we’ve gotta do everything the dice tells us to! We’ll be at the mercy of destiny…☆

So how about it? Sounds perfect for us, right?

HiMERU: Hmm. HiMERU has understood our situation.

The staff that boarded the helicopter with us didn’t follow suit.

The staff definitely did so in the past, but these handheld cameras are fairly advanced.

Kohaku: There’s a car over so I wonder if we’re supposed to take that. It’s parked in such a conspicuous place.

Rinne: …Hey, what’s that? That car doesn’t look like it should be here.

HiMERU: It’s very clearly an ES company car.

Rinne: There’s better cars suited for this place, right? Like a convertible with a steering wheel on the left!

Niki: Honestly, it sticks out like a sore thumb in a place like this.

HiMERU: Look, there are several cameras installed inside the car. They must be telling us to take the car and continue with the show.

There’s even a spare change of clothing… along with our practice clothes. How much have they prepared for us?

The dice is the show’s symbol but I don’t see one anywhere. Perhaps they want us to use the app installed in the tablet that’s in the car.

Niki: Yeah. We can only open a special app on it.

Kohaku: Come to think of it, we gave our phones and wallets to the staff when we left Japan.

Which means we can’t use a digital map during “Number Eight”.

HiMERU: It was a show that centred around travelling without a map, after all. They must have made some changes to reflect the modern times.

But “Number Eight” was originally a variety TV show that showed comedians going through cruel activities.

Hopefully, the ridiculous things that were written on each dice face have been rewritten in compliance with the current era.

Niki: Comp…? Konbu? Seaweed? That sounds like the name for a new type of seasoning.

HiMERU: It refers to the laws and regulations. It would put a damper on things if the punishments were far too extreme.

Even if it’s legally allowed, it'd still be personally preferred if the show went easy on us.

Rinne: Well, they should have all that stuff sorted out.

Enough talking. Let’s roll this dice.

Niki: Good idea. I’m starting to get hungry so I wanna get moving.

Who’s gonna roll it first? I’ll do it if no one wants to.

Rinne: Hmm, it’d be awful if I rolled something bad and Niki got even more angry.

Take responsibility for ya own actions! So do the honours~

Niki: Okay, just leave it to me…♪

The first roll is… this!

HiMERU: “Have lunch at a local restaurant.” Hmm, perhaps your wish was heard, Shiina, but it appears our first roll was rather appropriate.

Let’s start the car and head into town.

Rinne: Alrighty, just leave the driving to me!

I got an overseas licence so that I could hit up the casinos anytime ♪

Niki: You’ve got nothing but gambling on your mind, huh.

Rinne: What~? That’s the last thing I wanna hear from you, Niki-kyun.

Are you sure you wanna oppose me? I’m the only one with a licence, ya know? If you wanna walk on foot, then be my guest~

Niki: N–No! That’s not what I meant at all!

Grrr. I can’t believe the tables have turned on me! I knew I should’ve thought things through before agreeing to do this…!

Rinne: Huuh? You say somethin’, Niki~?

Let’s get a move-on if you’ve got no complaints. Our first mission is to “have lunch”!

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