#festive toy rabbit

[newworldlog]

[e--q]

Hopping into the Mid-Autumn Festival with My Melody

(Handmade Soft Toy inspired by Sanrio’s My Melody)

[darthasterisk]

Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!

Didn't get a chance to make mooncakes this year, but I modeled one in Nomad!

So here are Hawthorn and Juniper enjoying some mooncakes 🥮

[stickerskingdom]

Japan festival rabbit sticker

[mayorwhisper]

She’s so cute lol

[morgaseus]

Absolutely smitten by Rayne Ames the moment I saw him. Look i'm a sucker for self-sacrificing characters. And that got me thinking...

Schoolmate! Rayne Ames who is the Golden boy of Easton Academy; Academics? Looks? Talent? Skills? The teacher's love him, every girl loves him, the boys want to be him, and parent's wish their children were like him. He's got it all, so what's not to like about him?

And enter you, a perfectly average student who can't seem to excel at anything other than subjects you're passionate/interested about. Compared to Rayne Ames, you're nothing, not even a pebble at a sidewalk.. So when midterm results came out… you feel like your soul’s about to ascend to heaven

Schoolmate! Rayne Ames who’s as cold as the northern winds, even his fangirls have a hard time approaching him! but that won't deter you from approaching him! Not when your grades are on the line!

Schoolmate! Rayne Ames who you begged to tutor you! And if he refuses, you threaten to tell everyone how he has a soft spot for rabbits, thereby ruining his image! HA! He can't have that now can he?!

Schoolmate! Rayne Ames who absolutely does not care if you tell everyone about his fondness for rabbits; he’s got his priorities straight, he couldn’t care less about some nobody. But upon seeing how genuine you are about needing his help, relented.

Schoolmate! Rayne Ames who’s tutoring methods are brutal. You feel like a recruit being told by his superiors to do 100 pushups! You feel like you're about to cry. Ahhh, just what the hell did you put yourself into, you’d rather go to sleep, but you have to push through! Think about your parents, who worked their asses off to enroll you in a prestigious school!

Schoolmate! Rayne Ames who was the first person you told about your finals exam result. He didn't seem like it but deep down he’s very proud of you! Your score may not be the same as his but Rayne knows how much effort you put to achieve a high score.

Schoolmate! Rayne Ames who found himself always waiting for you. It's Lunchtime? You’ll come to his room to fetch him, so you two can have lunch together. It’s a semester break and there's a festival near the town? You’ll come to his dorm room so both of you can enjoy it together.

And oh, there’s a prize you really want but can’t seem to get because you suck at the game? He’ll win it for you. There’s a stuffed toy who seems to remind him of you? He’ll get it for you.

Rayne Ames who’s slowly but surely falling for you.

Rayne Ames upon realizing his feelings can't help but be disgusted. Disgusted at himself for allowing someone like him to fall for you.

Rayne Ames who slowly starts to distance himself from you. You want to eat lunch together? He’s got an important task to attend to. There’s a festival near town? Again, he's got an important task to attend to. You need his help regarding this certain subject you're having a hard time with? You can ask someone else to help you. He’s a busy man, he has no time for such frivolities.

Rayne Ames who despite his best efforts in avoiding you, can't help but feel like there’s something, someone lacking in his life. It feels so bleak, so empty,

Rayne Ames who always finds you seeking him, always asking about his whereabouts, despite it being months of avoiding you. He knows that you know he’s purposely avoiding you, any normal person would’ve given up by now, and yet, you still insist

Rayne Ames who found himself cornered by you. Apologizing to him if you did something wrong or told something offensive to him

Rayne Ames who denied any of the above. Telling you that you did nothing wrong and that you should go back to your room now, it's beyond hours.

“Then, is it because you don’t want to be seen with someone like me? Is that it Rayne? Is that it?”

Rayne Ames who’s chest ached.

Rayne Ames whose eyes are as cold as the northern winds told you: “that’s right, i'm ashamed to be seen with someone like you”

Rayne Ames who can't seem to read you, you've always worn your heart around your sleeves, but this time it's like you've totally enclosed your heart. But this should be fine right? This should be enough to deter you. So give up, stop looking for him and go on with your life. 

“You’re not being truthful, at all, Rayne. At Least tell me the truth so I can..”

Rayne Ames who clenched his teeth and told you the truth; how during those times you've been together, he found himself falling for you, and he can’t have that.

And Rayne Ames who told you that you deserve someone better; someone normal unlike him. Someone who can give you a normal life, grow old and have a normal happy family. Without him, without someone like him

Rayne Ames who heard the sharp, piercing noise, before the stinging sensation in his cheek. It took a moment for Rayne to process what happened, out of all the possible reactions for you to have, being slapped did not cross his mind.

Rayne Ames who sees your face contort with anger and sadness; telling him that he has no right to dictate what you should do with your life.

Rayne Ames who feels guilty, he knows what he’s done is wrong, but it's the only thing he knows that's right- keeping people he cherishes away from him. You shouldn’t get entangled with him any further. It's for your own good.

Rayne Ames who pulls you close to him, hiding behind the shadows of a pillar, so as to not get discovered by a patrolling staff. Your argument with him might’ve alerted them. 

Rayne Ames who became too aware of how close you are. Too close. Too close.

Rayne Ames who was ready to pull himself away from you. But before he could make a move, he felt your arms wrap around him, pulling him closer to you. Despite his inclination to pull away, he found himself melting into your embrace.

Just once, he’ll allow this luxury just once more.

[perfectlyoongi]

DAD!JUNGKOOK who sings the nursery rhymes as if they were songs from his own show. with microphone in his hand, Jungkook began to use his sweet voice to entertain your child, making them dance between laughter and screams, helping them spin with his free hand; Jungkook jumped, taught your kid basic dance steps and did everything to ensure that those songs were something important and unique to your child. “the next song is dedicated to all the kids with big dreams! never give up on them! itsy-bitsy spider climbed up…”

DAD!JUNGKOOK who flooded the bathroom when bathing your child. whenever Jungkook offered to bathe your kid, you knew that endless moments of heartfelt laughter awaited you as well as several minutes of mopping; because, with rubber ducks and plastic boats, Jungkook always created a story without beginning or end, making your kid the great god who guided the little duckling back home — it was only natural for the great god to want a little turbulence in that sea so calm, right? “what if today we take the duck with us to the bathtub and take him to fairy island, popcorn?”

DAD!JUNGKOOK who buys matching pajamas for the whole family to wear during winter festivities. the arrival of the cold months brought with it the welcoming knowledge that family nights were just around the corner; to complement all the laughter and stories shared, Jungkook thought it best to ask santa for comfortable clothes for the whole family — it was just a coincidence that you received a reindeer onesie, Jungkook a snowman onesie, and your kid a little onesie of a gingerbread man. “what do you say we call your dami and we go create gingerbread houses before we go to bed?”

DAD!JUNGKOOK who builds a fort out of boxes and sheets to play magic with your child. in your back garden, boxes of the most varied sizes were strategically placed in a small castle adorned with old sheets from your old house; on the hottest summer days, when you went to drink lemonade on your patio, your relaxation time was complete with the sight of Jungkook on all fours roaring like a dragon while your kid, wearing a paper hat bigger than their head, shouted gibberish so that their wooden wand could defeat the great dragon Kook. “today i am going to tear down the entire castle and take the great magician Jeon to my cave!”

DAD!JUNGKOOK who paints the pavement with chalk with your child. on the most boring days, when Jungkook missed you and your child just wanted you to get home quickly, your husband would carry your little baby out on his back; with a bucket of chalk in hand, Jungkook and your kid spent hours painting the sidewalk in front of your house, creating a complex game of hopscotch, preparing a new game in colorful tones to be played when you got home. “your dami will love your idea of popping the bubbles that you painted. you are as creative as your father.”

DAD!JUNGKOOK who offered his childhood stuffed toy to your child when they had their first nightmare. you had been out with your friends the first night your child had a nightmare; awakened by their screams in the middle of the night, Jungkook quickly ran to your kid's room, seeing tears wiping their innocent face, making Jungkook's heart squeeze at such an agonizing sight. after calming your child with a hug filled with endless kisses, Jungkook would momentarily leave their room, only to return with a slightly grubby but very loved rabbit. “when i was little, here Mr. Hoppy fought all the monsters that wanted to take me. he told me it was his job to protect you now.”

DAD!JUNGKOOK who got a matching tattoo with your child when they turned 18. a heart made from the fingerprint of Jungkook's thumb and your kid's thumb gained a special place on their bodies; on the day your child turned eighteen, before going to celebrate with their friends, Jungkook took them to his favorite studio and, after deciding to wear the tattoo on their left ribs, your husband and son spent hours lying down exchanging small talk as they waited for the art to form within them. “don’t tell your dami it was my idea or i’ll sleep on the couch. say this was the gift you wanted, okay? please.”

[superdorkcat]

Copium for Pyonderful

I. Introduction

Satoru and Daifuku have been the most popular picks for Wonderful’s midseason Cures ever since the first promo images came out

It’s been 26 episodes and people are starting to think it won’t happen, though

HOWEVER, I’m here to tell you there’s still hope

II. Color Schemes

All Precure seasons have their team's color scheme appear a lot in merch, logos and the like, as well as the show itself (they ARE symbolic of the main characters, after all)

Interestingly, WanPre has had two color schemes pop up

The two unspoken for colors in both schemes are associated with Satoru and Daifuku

III. Daifuku's Design

Daifuku's design is very stylized

The only other Earth animals that look like him are Komugi and Yuki

IV. Festival and Niko Egg Episodes

In the festival episode, Yuki says that Daifuku isn’t a normal rabbit

He also shuts his eyes and has a close-up once the Garugaru gets purified

Komugi’s wish paper falls to the ground right after

Possibly symbolic of Daifuku wishing to be able to talk with Satoru like the others?

The episode after has Niko’s egg only start to glow after both the Cures and the Bunny Boys touch it

V. Orange Drawing Pen

One of the pieces of merch coming out for Wonderful is a set(?) of five drawing pens

These pens are pink, purple, blue, green, and orange

The pen’s design is also secret, much like the one of the cards for the movie (more on that later)

VI. Lack of a Character Song

Someone on Reddit pointed out that Satoru doesn’t have a character song on the vocal album

Rosemary and Takumi both got songs on Delicious Party’s first album, so it’s not due to him being a male supporting character

His character song could be being saved for after a potential Cure debut

VII. Late Season Additions and Movie Appearances

Previous seasons have had a teammate join in the 30s

Cure Moonlight in Heartcatch episode 33

Cure Muse in Suite episode 36

Cure Majesty in Hirogaru Sky episode 31

The last example had a surprise appearance in All Stars F

This could theoretically happen in Wonderful’s movie

Daifuku is prominently featured on the poster and a leaked card listing include a mystery design that could be either a movie-exclusive character or Pyonderful (they've shared a card before, after all)

VIII. I Know the Focus has Mostly Been on Daifuku, BUT-

Most of this copium only seems to hint at Daifuku becoming a Precure

But I maintain that it’s only because between the non-verbal rabbit and the sidekick who’s appeared in every episode, the rabbit needs his Cure debut built up more

Satoru not becoming a Cure too would break up WonPre’s duo motif (the theme is “humans and animals can all become friends,” after all)

Midseason duos have been a thing in the past (see Hugtto!’s Ma’Cherie and Amour)

Also, this poster made for the stores has two weird, vaguely Cure-shaped gaps in between the Wonderful and Star Twinkle girls

IX. Midseason Incentives

There’s a chance that WanPre won’t have any new Cures after Lillian, but I doubt it

The last season w/out a midseason (Smile) was over a decade ago

No midseason means that Toei misses out on all of the potential toy sales from that Cure

Cure Wing was apparently really popular in Japan, so it makes sense that Toei would try to replicate that success

X. Conclusion

Ultimately, there have been no leaks definitively proving or disproving Pyonderful

The Wonderful movie premieres on September 13, so we theoretically have until September 8 (the air date of episode 32) for Pyonderful Precure

August will most likely be the deciding the month

[canary3d-obsessed]

Restless Rewatch: The Untamed, Episode 39 Part 3

(Masterpost) (Pinboard)  (whole thing on AO3)    

Warning! Spoilers for All 50 Episodes!

Days of Future Past

After they leave Yi City, the gang comes to a proper town where there is a lantern festival going on, or else it's just a town that is really nuts about lanterns.

The juniors go shopping, looking at random trinkets, cell-phone cases, sunglasses, and electric toys that will break as soon as you get them home. Wait, that's my local mall I'm thinking of. But it's the same idea, pretty much.

Judging by the dream catchers hanging up on the right, this particular Ancient-China kiosk is owned by a traveling Ojibwe person.

Sizhui experiences a callback to symbolism from the past as he looks at an array of toy insects.

Jin Ling toy shames him, and Lan Jingyi comes to his defense.

Toys are for every age, people. Even if you outgrow one style of play, there's a lot of ways to enjoy toys, including tucking them in your robe and pulling them out to look at them whenever you have a memory cascade.

When Sizhui was young, he looked at toys with Wei Wuxian. Wei Wuxian didn't give him the toys, however, because "asking is asking, buying is buying." For Wei Wuxian, there was always a vast chasm between what he wanted and what he could actually have. Lan Wangji, of course, promptly gave A-Yuan toys, including a version of this grass butterfly.

The last time we saw A-Yuan with the butterfly is the last time A-Yuan saw Wei Wuxian. WWX frightened him and he dropped his butterfly, and everything went to shit after that. So I think it's fair to say the butterfly symbolizes some stuff.

(More after the cut!)

Jingyi points out to Sizhui that they have all of this same stuff at home in Gusu, which is what happens in a franchise-based retail economy.

Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian enter the market together, but Wei Wuxian quickly runs ahead, enjoying the energy and the sights. Grown-up Lan Wangji, unlike his younger self, seems perfectly comfortable in this crowded and busy environment.

Lan Wangji pauses at a seller's stall to experience his own callback to the past, as he contemplates a lantern with rabbits on it.

Here the show the show restrains itself and does not show us a flashback to the rabbit lantern of the past. That's ok, though; the first lantern scene is one of the most memorable in the show, so we can just replay it in our heads.

Back then, Wei Wuxian made a special lantern for Lan Wangji, and they released it together. That was the first time we saw Lan Wangji smile, and it's also when Wei Wuxian's pledge of chivalry turned their mutual interest/attraction into something much deeper.

While Lan Wangji and Lan Sizhui are contemplating lost things from the past (sky lanterns, by their nature, are losses, but in a nice way), Wei Wuxian is confronting one of his own losses.

He sees a little kid running to a vendor, and his mind's eye sees A-Yuan.

Lan Wangji sees Wei Wuxian's reaction to the child, and he stops looking at the lantern to watch Wei Wuxian instead.

When Wei Wuxian realizes that the child is not, in fact, A-Yuan, the air goes out of him.

Is it too cruel of me to point out that while Wei Wuxian's heart is breaking from realizing that A-Yuan could not possibly be shopping for toys in this market, the real A-Yuan, Lan Sizhui, actually is shopping for toys in this market?

Wei Wuxian allows himself to feel things, for a moment--and when he turns around and sees Lan Wangji watching him, he doesn't immediately paste a fake smile onto his face, which is some kind of relationship growth.

Lan Wangji takes this opportunity to say "hey, Wei Ying, I forgot to mention that A-Yuan isn't dead."

Ha ha ha ha ha of course he doesn't say that. He's waiting for the right moment to share this information, and Lan Wangji has no idea what constitutes a right moment for verbalizing anything. If he can't use his sword to communicate his devotion or his disappointment, he's in a pickle.

Also, Lan Wangji is aware of the popular Wuxia trope of "lone survivor of a massacred clan grows up to seek revenge," and the rules say you can't reveal the survivor's identity until they have gotten a job as the bodyguard and/or concubine of their enemy's innocent heir. Sizhui has made a good start by befriending Jin Ling, but he's not showing much inclination to revenge, so Lan Wangji is stuck for now.

Like a Lantern in the Dark

When Wei Wuxian sees the lantern next to Lan Wangji, he breaks into a genuine, sunny smile, and runs up to very gently tease LWJ about it.

Like a lantern in the dark, Follow on now, follow your heart

Back then the lantern had a single rabbit, and was a gift from Wei Wuxian. Lan Wangji said he's used to doing things alone, and Wei Wuxian said that he can change. This rabbit lantern has two rabbits, and is about to be a gift from Lan Wangji to Wei Wuxian. Because Lan Wangji has changed.

"Lan Zhan, let's buy it"

Wei Wuxian has also changed. He asks for what he wants, instead of just wishing, and is delighted when Lan Wangji gives it to him. The lantern, people. Lan Wangji gives the lantern to him.

They take the lantern together, walk with it together, and immediately give it to (their son) Sizhui, telling him to take good care of it. Sizhui is confused but Jingyi knows what's up. Look how happy he is that his favorite teacher has a boyfriend.

I'm pretty sure ceremonial lantern-giving is going to be incorporated into Gusu weddings from now on, at least weddings where there is already a kid who needs a special role in the ceremony.

Brotherly

The kids tell Lan Wangji that Zewu-Jun is here to see him, and Lan Wangji makes this face:

Holy fuck, what is going on between the Lan brothers? It occurs to me that we haven't seen them together since Wei Wuxian came back to life. They were close, in the before times, but 33 lashes and 3 years of forced seclusion might have changed things.

Wei Wuxian gets back into his mask, and they go and show the sword spirit to Lan Xichen. Lan Xichen...absorbs it...into his body? What is actually happening here?

I mean, it looks cool, but that can't be healthy.

Now that Nie Mingjue's body has been - mostly - found, his fears are confirmed. He says that Nie Mingjue qi-deviated in public and "all his veins were broken," which I'm pretty sure should actually be translated "all his meridians were broken." Meridians are what carry your qi around your body. After that happened, nobody knew what happened to him and/or his body.

So he's sad about this, but not shocked. I feel like Lan Xichen maybe could have tried harder to find out what happened, but he never was as stubborn as Lan Wangji.

You Don't Know Him Like I Do

Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji point out that Jin Guangyao is the obvious suspect in the current situation, but Lan Xichen doesn't want to hear it; he literally turns his back on them while he explains all the reasons Jin Guangyao couldn't be the person who's in control of the Yin tiger seal.

Lan Wangji is hard to read in this conversation; he lets Wei Wuxian do the talking. But he seems deeply suspicious of Jin Guangyao, and is maybe kinda resigned to his brother refusing to hear him.

I wonder how many sketchy things Lan Xichen has forgiven, over the years? How many does Lan Wangji know about?

"He wouldn't do that"

Lan Xichen's statement here is a direct parallel to Lan Wangji's statement way back in epsiode 21, which is the last time we saw the brothers talking about anything besides battle strategy.

Back then, Lan Xichen asked about the deaths at the supervisory office - you know, all those people who killed themselves in horrible ways and/or were killed by vengeful spirits. He wanted to know if WWX killed them using Yin Iron. Lan Wangji said nope, not my sweetie, he sure didn't.

"He wouldn't do anything like that."

Same framing, same camera angle, same blocking. Same message: the one I love would not do bad things using Yin iron. But - here's the thing - Lan Wangji was flat-out lying in that earlier conversation. He saw Wei Wuxian doing forbidden stuff and got in a huge-ass fight with him about it, only to deny it to his brother.

Parallels being what they are in this show, I think this is a strong suggestion that Lan Xichen is knowingly lying in the current conversation.

If we look back at that previous conversation, when Lan Wangji asked Lan Xichen "how can we understand someone's heart?" Lan Xichen gave a surprising answer.

"When looking at someone, you[...]shouldn't use a clear right or wrong, black or white to judge them. What matters is what their heart believes in."

When this conversation happened, it seemed that he was giving Lan Wangji advice about his Wei Wuxian situation, but in retrospect, I think he was thinking about Meng Yao, who had recently murdered a guy and defected to the Wen clan.

In the present moment, I think Lan Xichen knows that Jin Guangyao is sketchy, but he also believes there are some lines his friend won't cross. (He doesn't know yet about the fratricide, patricide, and filicide, or the massacre of the sex workers in the brothel where JGY grew up.) I don't think any of these guys really believes that "Yin iron" is one of those uncrossable lines.

The conversation is interrupted by the juniors having a loud argument inside about whether Wei Wuxian is The Worst, or merely bad. Lan Sizhui started this by very very mildly defending demonic cultivators. Jin Ling is super upset, because of the whole "Wei Wuxian killed my dad" and "Uncle Jiang Cheng frequently reminds me to kill people like Wei Wuxian and feed them to my dog" situation.

Lan Wangji immediately drops the important conversation he is having to go inside and deal with the more important problem of a child talking shit about his boyfriend.

Busted

The moment that Lan Wangji goes inside, Lan Xichen addresses Wei Wuxian by name, letting him know that he's recognized him. Watching him fondle his untouchable didi's shoulder might have been a clue. Wei Wuxian is alarmed but makes a quick recovery.

Lan Xichen is surprisingly kind to Wei Wuxian at the same time as being extremely extremely wary of him. He's not pleased to see him, and Wei Wuxian's 1000 watt smile and apparently genuine pleasure in greeting him properly receives a chilly response.

Wei Wuxian gently asks Lan Xichen to think about what they've discussed, but he doesn't press. He gives him time and space to think. In a way, Wei Wuxian is better at handling Lan Xichen than Lan Wangji is; Lan Wangji's stubbornness makes him inclined to push. Wei Wuxian is better at fitting his tactics to the situation.

He says his bit and then leaves Lan Xichen to think things over in peace.

Soundtrack: Follow the Heart by Yaima

[waywardxrhea]

Part of Your World - George Weasley

Chapter 9

pairing: George Weasley x fem!Muggle!reader

installment list / previous chapter / next chapter

word count: 4,162

a/n: as mentioned in the last chapter, if you are purely here for the fluff and the story you don't have to read this chapter! when i wrote this i had went down the sex pollen rabbit hole and ended up here lmao! and to be clear, these are two legal, of age adults in this story! MINORS DO NOT INTERACT, YOU ARE RESPONSIBLE FOR YOUR OWN MEDIA CONSUMPTION! content warnings below the cut!

content: some fluff! alcohol consumption (enough to be tipsy, not drunk - well, except Jasmine lmao), smut! sex potion (dub-con technically?) kissing, love bites, public sexual acts (obstructed from others’ view by magic), fingering, handjob, overstimulation, begging, oral (male and female receiving), language, unprotected sex, aftercare, mentioned future use of a morning after potion.

a/n: wow that’s a lot of content looking back to edit this😅🤣 i got carried away whoops!

“Would you look at you!” George breathed before letting out a low whistle when you opened the door, ready to go to your university’s awards ceremony. For the occasion you opted to wear your favourite glittery lilac dress that had a sweetheart neckline and ended right above your knee. The skirt of the dress rippled in the light June wind and it was one of the few dresses of this length you felt truly confident in, especially after those months at the gym. 

“You’re looking quite sharp yourself,” you replied with a smile, noting that George opted for a matching lilac tie and pocket square. 

“Are you ready to go?” he asked, offering out his arm. 

“Yep!” you replied, locking the front door. After you did, you hooked your arm in his so you two could begin the walk to the university campus where the small awards ceremony was being held. “Thank you for agreeing to come,” you told him quietly after a few moments, a fondness in your tone that was unmistakable.

“Your forever plus one, remember?” George asked softly with a smile on his lips. You started referring to him as that a few weeks prior when you first invited him, and every time you did it made George’s heart flutter. 

During the ceremony, which was quite long-winded as the professors droned on about different fundraising events planned in order to put on the best shows possible in the coming year, George ended up entertaining the small table the two of you sat at with quiet jokes and “sleight of hand” magic with some of the Muggle magic trick items from the shop. 

When it was time for awards, George of course cheered the loudest when you got the award for “Most Dedicated Performer.” When you arrived back at the table with the small trophy in hand, George kissed you deeply before congratulating you on the award. 

Later that evening, a mid-sized group of your theatre company went to a nearby pub to celebrate the end of a successful year. The group had faces from all across the university’s specialties of performance, from stage coordinators, to dancers, to those who specialised in plays, then of course the musical theatre students. Once the group all settled down around a few tables they had mashed together, one older student raised her glass and called, “Here’s to another wonderful year performing and to many more to come!”

“Hear, hear!” the group called back, raising their glasses in turn. 

And with that the festivities kicked off! You chatted for a little while with your close friends before you found yourself watching on as George and Matt competed to see who could catch the most peanuts that were being thrown their way in their mouth. As you watched, Jasmine slid up beside you and asked with a bit of a slur to her voice, “Well isn’t your boy toy the life of the party?”

“That’s him,” you replied with a smile, yawning a bit afterward. It had been a very long day and it was already nearing midnight, but the fun at the pub seemed far from over and you didn’t want to be the first one to call it for the night. “Where’s Abbie?” you asked, trying to busy your mind. 

“Believe it or not,” Jasmine said, leaning in close to your ear with a faux serious look on her face, “she’s actually been kissing up on that older boy Thomas all night!” 

“You’re kidding!” you said, your eyes darting around the room, only to find the pair lost in each others’ lips over in a corner of the pub. You laughed quietly before saying, “It’s about time she let loose.”

“Right!!” she exclaimed before stepping, well more so stumbling, off of the tall stool and saying, “I’m going to get another! You need to let loose too girl! The semester is over, it's time to unwind! Get your honey to get you something fruity!”

“Did I hear something about getting something to drink?” came George’s voice as he approached you from behind, wrapping his arms around you as he kissed your cheek. 

“If you don’t mind,” you told him as you closed your eyes for a moment and relaxed into his embrace. You stifled a yawn before lowering your voice and asking, “Do you happen to have any wideye potion on you? I didn’t sleep well last night and I’m exhausted but I don’t want to be the first to leave…”

George slipped a hand into the inside of his coat and looked before nodding, telling you, “It looks like I’ve got just enough to keep the two of us up long enough to stay for a while. What drink do you want to mix it with?”

“Pina colada please, I don’t particularly like wideye option, I’d rather not taste it,” you replied with a quiet laugh. 

“You got it,” George told you before departing and ordering both of you drinks from the barkeep. 

George returned with your drink in one hand and a shot of dark liquor in the other for himself. He handed you your drink in which you saw the blue potion swirled in, and told you with a chuckle, “The trick for taking these nasty potions is to get them down as fast as possible.”

“I think the flavour of rum and coconut may work out in my favor. This way then at least it’ll last longer,” you replied in a teasing tone before taking a few sips of the drink. Rather than the bitter taste of the potion, all you tasted was the coconut and pineapple flavour along with something a little sweeter that you attributed to the pub’s spin on the drink. “See, tastes great,” you said with a giggle before taking a few more long sips while giving George a wink. 

A few minutes later while you were chatting with an older girl who majored in musical performance as well, you felt your heart rate begin to increase and felt like someone had turned on the heat in the pub. So to combat the heat, you began sipping more on the frozen drink you had in hand, taking it down nearly to its last dregs before you finished up your conversation with the girl. While the advice you had been given to further improve your performance had been solid, some of it had gone in one ear and out the other as you concentrated on cooling your body temperature. 

When you were alone at the table again, George came up behind you and moved your hair out of the way before beginning to gently kiss your neck, asking, “Have I told you how gorgeous you look tonight?”

“M-maybe a few times,” you replied, letting out a breathy sigh as you relaxed into his arms. You laughed lightly before asking, “What’s gotten into you, love?”

“My bloody amazing fiancée wearing a dress that has been driving me crazy all night…” he whispered. 

As he said this, he splayed his hands out over your barely covered thighs and began massaging them gently. The motion seemed to ease some of the heat in your body, but at that exact moment you could practically feel the transfer of heat from your body to right between your thighs. “F-feels good…” you mumbled as you tilted your head to allow George easier access to your neck as he began gently sucking love bites into the sensitive skin. 

“Need to get you home,” George told you as he took a short break from his assault on your neck. “Need to have you,” he mumbled in your ear, sending a jolt of electricity directly to your core. As you shifted on the barstool in order to ease some of the tension between your thighs, your bottom brushed against George who seemed about as aroused as you were at the moment. At the brief contact, something almost like a growl rumbled out of George’s chest before he grunted out, “Don’t know if I can wait that long though, darling…”

“Then let’s go,” you replied, grabbing his hand as you jumped off the barstool, nearly toppling over in the process. George took the opportunity to grab your body and hold you close in order to hide his now painfully hard erection from the rest of your classmates as you called your goodbyes for the night. 

You two couldn’t even get more than a few blocks closer to the Leaky Cauldron before George was slamming his lips onto yours, his hands exploring your body as he pulled you into a darkened alleyway. “I can’t wait,” George told you.

 When he did, he pulled out his wand and began casting charms on the area, one you didn’t recognize with the incantation cave immicum and one that you remembered as the same one he cast on your door the night he revealed he was a wizard to you. The one that concealed sound within an area. “G-George, dear, what are you-?”

You couldn’t even finish your sentence before you felt George lift one of your legs and hook it around him, his fingers sliding up your thigh and rubbing over your clothed and sensitive clit. When you relaxed at the touch and opened your legs the slightest bit more, George slid your knickers aside and pushed two fingers into your slick cunt, telling you, “I cast that charm because I know you can’t keep quiet when I have my way with you, darling. And right now,” he began moving his fingers at a rapid pace, “I plan on finishing you off in this alleyway.”

“Oh God, yes,” you whimpered, the leg holding you upright already starting to give way as the pleasure mounted and made your joints feel like jelly. The heat in your body seemed to continue to lower as he worked you up on his fingers, and without even consciously thinking about it, your hand snaked its way down to begin gently rubbing over the strained tent in George’s slacks. “These are in the way… I assume…mmm-! Privacy charm? N-No one can see us? Or hear us?” you asked, your sentences clipped as he continued to pump his fingers in and out, your orgasm building faster than you anticipated, likely due to the setting.

“Correct,” George grunted as he thrust his hips into your hand. 

“Then I’m getting you off too, mister,” you told him as you managed to unbutton and unzip his trousers with one deft hand. 

As you freed his length from its confines, George let out a satisfied sigh as he buried his head in the crook of your neck, muttering, “Bloody hell…” as you began to pump him in your hand after lubricating it with spit. 

The feeling of pleasuring him along with the sounds of George’s quiet grunts and groans pushed you over the edge after a few more strokes of his fingers. The feeling of pleasure took over your whole body, every single nerve feeling as if it was on fire as your orgasm rocked you. Even though he had the charms cast over the area, George greedily captured the sounds you made with his own mouth, savouring the sweet noises as he continued pumping his fingers into your pulsing cunt, itching to make you have another. The whimpers that accompanied your overstimulation were what sent George over the edge, a louder than he intended moan leaving his mouth in response his unexpected release. 

“That…was amazing…” George breathed, his eyes fluttering closed for a moment as you both caught your breath. 

“Exhilarating,” you panted back, your chest still heaving as you lowered your leg from around his waist. “I think we should get going though before we get caught…”

“Right,” George said as he hiked his trousers up over his semi-hard member. 

You proceeded to get ever closer to the Leaky Cauldron, but as you neared, you began to feel that same heat begin creeping into your body as your heart rate began to rise once more. As you passed through the pub and into the back area where you would traverse into Diagon Alley, you couldn’t help but glance down at George’s nearly fully erect member straining at his trousers, leaning up to kiss him deeply and grazing your fingers over him as you whispered, “George, I-I still need you… Bad. Your fingers weren’t enough… I feel this… heat inside. Won’t leave unless you’re touching me… Please…”

“We’re almost there,” George told you, his hands shaking as he tapped the correct bricks with his wand. 

The short walk to Weasleys’ Wizard Wheezes felt like an eternity, but once you entered the shop and George confirmed that Fred was out for the night in Hogsmeade talking business with Bilton Blimes, you dropped down to your knees and began undoing his trousers once more. He stuttered out your name in shock at your bold actions. “We’re- we’re still-” George started to say as his breath began to come in sharp. “In the shop,” he finished, a sigh leaving his lips as you began teasing him with your tongue, the heat from his own body transferring to his stiff member. 

“Can’t wait,” you told him, swallowing hard before taking him into your mouth. 

George felt his whole body relax in response to your mouth around him but he couldn’t help but bring his hand to your hair, gently tugging as you worked him up again just right. The pulling of your hair elicited a moan from you that reverberated around George's cock, nearly causing his knees to give way. “So good…” he whispered, his chest heaving as he rapidly approached his second climax. “That pretty mouth… Know what you’re doing… Bloody hell…”

When you smirked around him in response and hollowed out your cheeks with a soft groan leaving your throat was exactly when George lost it. As he spilled into your mouth, a series of curse words left him that you had never heard him utter and they filled you with a sense of pride as you swallowed down everything he gave you before standing back up on unsteady legs. “You like that?” you asked teasingly as you pecked him on the lips. 

“I did, but it’s your turn now,” he told you as he lifted you into his arms after redoing his trousers, carrying you up the staircase that would take you to the flat above. As he passed through the dining area, George felt that burning desire building again and he couldn’t take the heat any longer. Laying you down on the dining table was the only gentle part of the next few moments as George found himself accidentally ripping off your knickers in his haste to taste you. 

Before you could even process what was happening, George’s mouth was on you, attacking your sensitive clit with his lips and tongue. “Ahh, shit!” you whimpered as your hands instinctively went to his hair, tugging gently to encourage his ministrations. 

“Taste so good, darling,” George told you when he took a few moments’ break, plunging two fingers inside which went in without any resistance. “Come on, give me a second one…” George mumbled as he watched your jaw drop in response to the pleasurable feeling before returning to lapping at your throbbing clit, the pleasure insurmountable from both sensations. 

“Oh my God, George! George!” you cried as you reached your high for the second time that night, your grip on his hair tightening as you fell apart. Your chest rose and fell rapidly as you came and white filled your vision, causing you to clamp your eyes shut as you moaned and writhed under George's skilled mouth.

“That’s it, easy, easy,” he mumbled against you as he worked you down gently. 

What he didn’t know was that the reverberations of his voice on your most sensitive area only fueled the fire raging inside of you and the heat from before returned with a vengeance. “George, I-I still…” you whispered, a pained groan leaving your throat as you sat up and clawed at your dress, desperate for some relief from the heat. 

With the slightest bit of relief still flooding his mind, George took in your desperate state and began to question what had gotten into the both of you… You had never done anything of this nature in public before, not in the shop, let alone in a London alleyway! “One second…” George told you as he shed his coat from his body. 

“But Georgie, I-” you replied as you began to unbutton his dress shirt. “I need you… I don’t know what’s gotten into me, but… Please…”

Right as you said this, George fished something out of a pocket in his coat and at the sight he sighed and closed his eyes, cursing quietly. “Darling, I’m so sorry, this is because of the effects of a new experimental potion… I-I thought I pulled out the correct one earlier, but…” he showed you the vial that had the colours blue and green swirling inside, rather than just the blue that was mixed into the drinks at the pub. 

“W-what kind of potion?”

“It was a new love potion we started working on recently. The intended effects were affection, but… Maybe we were heavy handed with an ingredient and-”

“Affection turned to uncontrolled lust,” you finished, a quiet laugh leaving your lips as you looked down at your hands that had gotten to the last button of George’s shirt. 

A soft smile made its way onto George’s lips that faltered as he told you, “We haven’t brewed an antidote yet…” His thoughts raced through what that could mean and he spoke aloud as he went through them. “Hands didn’t seem to work to stave off the potion’s effects and neither did our mouths… Well… It worked well enough for me because I have a clearer mind than I did before- Wait.”

“What?” you asked, unable to control yourself as you began kissing at George’s exposed skin. 

“My mind became less clouded when I finished inside your body,” he glanced down at his trousers which were starting to become tented once again at your desperate touch and finished with, “but it’s starting to take effect again. And you… your body is still craving me.”

“Are you saying that means-?” you asked, your heart jolting at the implications of the statement. Even though your mind was clouded not only by the potion but the liquor coursing through your veins, you still understood what George was saying and it scared you. You two had never had unprotected sex before - you always bought condoms and kept a box in George’s room as well as yours. Even though he revealed that he was a wizard and knew potions and spells that could prevent pregnancy such as coutus interruptus, you were still cautious. You couldn’t have a baby now, not this early in your stage career. 

George’s voice snapped you back into reality as he kissed your cheek, telling you between sloppy kisses, “Unprotected sex, yes.” He pulled away and placed his hands on both of your arms, squeezing gently as he said, “But if you’re not comfortable with that we can wait for the effects to wear off. I just don’t know how long that’ll take. And I don’t want to see you suffering like you are right now…” As he finished his statement, he brushed a piece of stray hair out of your face and felt the heat radiating from your body. 

“Please,” you whispered as you relaxed into his touch.

“Are you sure?” George asked, tilting your chin up toward him as you opened your eyes to gaze into his soft and sincere ones. 

“Do you have any of that morning after potion?” 

“I can brew some when we’re finished. It doesn’t take long and it’ll work as long as you take it within two days,” he told you. 

“Promise?” you asked tentatively as your hands fidgeted with the hem of his shirt. 

“Well considering Angelina is at Hogwarts and not pregnant right now after the winter break she had with Fred, I think it’s safe to say it works,” he joked with a hint of seriousness in his tone. 

“Okay…” you agreed with a nod as you leaned up to kiss him once more. 

This time though George controlled the pace, guiding you the rest of the way out of your dress and slowing your desperate hands down as you helped him out of his clothes. “I’m gonna treat you right, don’t worry,” he told you as he kicked his trousers and underwear off and lifted you into his arms to take you to his room. 

Once there, George got the two of you into bed and took a deep breath as he asked again, “Are you sure?” 

“Positive,” you replied, your hips bucking up to meet him. You whimpered when you felt his bare member against your core, but desperation for his touch and his love outweighed the fear bubbling in the back of your mind. 

And so George gently thrust into you, the velvet of his aching cock dragging against your walls causing the both of you to let out satisfied sighs as the heat in your bodies once again dissipated into your most sensitive areas. This time though, instead of wantonly trying to get one another off, it was a slow and passionate act of love and desire as George showed you how much he cared for you through his actions. This, combined with the oversensitivity of already having two orgasms brought you to the edge embarrassingly fast. “George, I-I’m close…” you whimpered as you grabbed at the sheets of the bed, wanting to hold on for longer. 

“That’s fine, let go darling,” George told you, his voice low as he buried his face in the crook of your neck, picking up the pace after shifting his hips to try and hit that one spot inside of you that he knew drove you crazy. 

The noise that ripped from your throat when he began hitting that spongy spot filled the room as you abruptly crashed into your third orgasm of the night. George pulled his head back to watch the pleasure contort your face and he smiled as he said, “That’s it, you feel so good… So bloody good…”

As the aftershocks began to run through you and your cunt continued to pulse around George, he felt his orgasm quickly approaching as his pleasure once again neared its peak. “I-I’m gonna-” he grunted as his hips began to stutter into you. Still oversensitive and aching, you moaned George’s name like a prayer before he crashed his lips onto yours, but not before telling you, “I love you, so, so much…”

“I love you too,” you whispered into his lips. In response to the whispered words, George felt a wave of pleasure wash over him as he began to paint your walls with his release, continuing to thrust into you as he worked through his orgasm. 

Within seconds, you felt the heat and desperation leave your body as you relaxed into the bed. As George pulled out and laid beside you, you rested your head on his chest as you both tried to calm your breathing. You lifted one leg to rest on George’s bare thigh and cringed as you felt his release leaking out of your soaked centre. “Do you feel better?” George asked softly as he caressed your hair, placing a gentle kiss to your forehead. 

“Much,” you replied, your eyes closing as you relaxed further into his embrace. 

“Here, let me…” he said as he sat up slightly, grabbing his wand off of the bedside table and waving it, summoning a clean washcloth from the nearby bathroom. “Auguamenti,” he mumbled, causing water to wet the rag before he cast another spell that warmed it up. Remaining as gentle as he was during sex, George took the rag and began cleaning you up from the mess he made. “Just relax,” he whispered, placing a kiss on your temple as you cringed at the initial touch, utterly sore from the assault of pleasure you had experienced that night. 

Once you were cleaned up and George summoned a couple of cups to hydrate the both of you, he took a sip of the cool water before mumbling, “I’m sorry I messed up with the potion…”

“Hey, don’t apologise, it was an honest mistake,” you told him. A smirk graced your features as you told him, “I mean it resulted in some great sex…”

George chuckled as he pulled you close once more, saying, “Yeah, I don’t think that’s a potion we’re going to be selling any time soon…” 

“Maybe keep the recipe though, just in case,” you told him with a wink and giggle that for once left him speechless. 

a/n: i'm not even sorry, this was fun to write lmao!

ps: i wanted to poke fun at the scientific word for the pullout method being "coitus interruptus" so i made it into a spell rather than using the classic fetus deletus

we will be back to our regularly scheduled programming in the next installment which is super angsty so you'll want to hold on for the rollercoaster of emotions coming up in the next few chapters...

as always, likes and comments are appreciated! xo, brooke <3

taglist: @reidmarieprentiss @superduckmilkshake (one has been taken off of the taglist due to not having any age indicators in the profile)

dividers by @firefly-graphics as always!

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I read "a spring without you coming" And it emotionally damaged me so much that I had to write this.

SO introducing. "The little tike car." A bungo stray dogs soukoku Christmas fanfiction.

With lots of fluff and comedic violence.

It was a frigid evening in december and the detective agency was having it's annual christmas party.

There was a small fake tree decorated simply with lights and ornaments from what everyone brought from home.

Atsushi and kyoka had attempted to make ornaments with clay and paint.

Atsushi made a little tiger face that looked slightly traumatized and kyoka made an adorable pink rabbit.

Kunikida had a small plastic apple that he had gotten from a former student and a ceramic notebook he found well buying groceries and had took a liking to.

The tanizaki siblings unfortunately had other christmas plans, something about decking each other's halls idk.

...anyway

Yosano, ranpo and the director decorated the rest with warm white lights, tinsel and glass ball ornaments.

Ranpo wanted to get a set of sweets shaped ornaments but then promptly tried to eat one so they were refunded.

but even though the festivities were only just beginning dazai had decided to leave early, much to the slight disappointment of atsushi as this would be his first time celebrating christmas.

Dazai however had no such excitement for the holiday, most, if not all the christmas party's he'd been too had been horridly dull and uninteresting, especially the ones at the agency as they didn't allow alcoholic beverages because it was still considered a company party.

Booooorrringggggggg.

And that's how dazai came to be trudging along the cold sludgy streets of yokohama in desperate need of a drink.

He contemplated just going home and drinking himself stupid like always when something caught his eye.

It was a little tike car in the window of a toy shop.

It had a white base and bright pink hood and it eerily reminded him of someone.

And suddenly dazai had an idea, a horribly wonderful idea, because there was a tradition he did enjoy, and that was,

gift exchange.

That's not to say he put much though into what the person would like or use, or what was meaningful to them.

Oh god no this is dazai were talking about.

He instead enjoyed giving them things that would ultimately annoy them, kunikida was a frequent victim of this.

And though he never felt any particular excitement for the lights or decorations or holiday food, he always got a little giddy to see the reactions to his "gifts."

He still remembers the face mori made when he opened the box on his desk signed to him only to find a crude drawing of mori hanging from a doorway covered in mistletoe.

One such person that he's consistently given a very special present to every year since they met when they were teens was chuuya nakahara, one of the port mafia executives and dazai's ex partner.

And this year was no different.

As dazai walked up the stairs to his apartment he giggled maniacally to himself and did a little shuffle in the hallway, that might have been mistaken for a victory dance if you were high on acid.

He walked into the almost barren apartment, and grabbed the large roll of wrapping paper he had bought.

When he was finished with it, it was crudely wrapped up in a fish pattern wrapping paper, with gray duct tape covering almost half the surface and sticking out in every direction making it a sticky trap to try and grab.

Never the less dazai hummed a cheerful tune as he picked up the mess of tape and walked back outside with his prize.

Making his way to chuuyas apartment thankfully wasn't a far treck.

He stood outside the apartment door and instead of knocking like a normal person he picked the lock quickly because he's fancy like that.

He swung the door open with a loud crash "ITS PRESENT TIME CHUUUUUUYAAAAA !!!" he exclaimed as he slammed the box in front of a very startled and livid chuuya.

Chuuya had been enjoying the pease and quiet of christmas eve with a glass of wine and had been slowly sipping it well reading an article titled.

"how to train your dog to ride in a motorcycle, 10 easy tricks to stop your puppy from jumping off."

Despite his lack of a dog.

And in his very vulnerable and comfortable state, he had been unprepared for the sudden whirlwind that came busting through his door.

The contents of his wine glass shot up into the air and if he hadn't activated his ability and simply suspended the wine in air before scooping the contents back into his glass, he would have been in an even worse mood then he already was.

"What. the. hell. dazai?" Chuuya asked through gritted teeth.

Dazai was practically vibrating from excitement as he held up his gift to chuuya, "I believe it's time we continued with our little tradition mackerel."

"Who are you calling mackerel you ass?" Chuuya said as he got up to grab his present for dazai, "why'd you pick the lock anyway? You already have a key ya know, and you know where I keep the spare one too." He said as he started rummaging around his bedroom, looking for said present.

Dazai rolled his eyes as he walked into the kitchen to grab a wine glass for himself,

"well i left mine in my summer trench coat" He gestured to himself "this is my winter trenchcoat, obviously." he says as he flops down on to the couch taking a sip of his beverage.

"And I didn't want to search high and low for where you had masterfully hid it." He said knowing full well that chuuya hadn't changed from his little fake rock in his very fake very obvious flower pot in frontof his door, since he was a teen.

"Why you-" chuuya starts as he walks into the living room, box in hand, dazai held out his hands for it but chuuya pulled it away at the last minute,

"only good slugs get presents." He said with a smirk as he grabbed his glass and took a long sip.

Dazai pouted and got up quickly to try and snatch the neatly wrapped box.

Chuuya jumped out of reach and stood on the table dodging dazais grabby hands as they made their way through the apartment.

Finally chuuya made a jump for the ceiling and laid his back flat to it with the box tucked safely behind him, just barely too high up for dazai to reach him.

Chuuya had only a moment to gloat before dazai propelled himself with the edge of the coffee table and grabbed onto the redheads shirt hanging there for a few moments as he kicked his feet trying to get his precious prize.

But chuuya had it's very secure between the ceiling and his back, he grinning smugly,

"Whatcha gonna do now dazai?" He said completely forgetting a very crucial detail.

Dazai pulled himself up with chuuyas shirt until their faces were only inches away.

"I think this will work juuuust fine." And with one swift motion he planted a kiss on the panicked redheads lips as his ability took into affect and they both went tumbling, landing square on the coffee table with a thud.

"Owwww, that was a dick move you idiot, if my table broke I'm gonna kill you." Chuuya said as he pulled himself up from his cushy landing spot, dazai's sweet bod

Dazai, still laying flat on the table, held up the box in victory, "I think I deserve this now~" he said through gritted teeth, turns out falling from a few feet in the air onto a solid oak coffee table on your back is gonna make you feel like shit.

"Yeah jumping off the roof would be a way to painful way to die." Dazai said as he heaved himself up and stretched out his sore back, "The hell are you on about you suicidal maniac?" Chuuya snapped as he finished of his wine glass. "open your present." "Alright alright~ chibi's so forceful." Dazai purred as chuuya flushed a bit, though it he was unsure whether it was from the flirting the alcohol or if he was just pissed off.

They settled down on the couch, gifts in hand, well dazai's gift was in his hands, chuuya had no such luck, so it was sat on the ground between his legs.

Chuuya and dazai both held up three fingers and counted down, "three...two...ONE!" And they tore into their respective box.

Dazai ripped into the wrapping paper with enthusiasm only to stop dead in his tracks, because in front of him was the horror of Christmas present openers everywhere.

The white box of dread.

He held it up and said to chuuya, who was having a hard time getting through the thick layer of duct tape.

"You really do want me to kill myself don't you?" He asked with a deep seething hatred in his tone.

"Oh boohoo ya big baby." Chuuya responded with an eye roll before going back to trying to untangle the mess of tape.

Dazai huffed and held out a hand to chuuya expectantly.

Chuuya stopped and looked at his hand in confusion "What?"

"Gimmie your knife" dazai said.

"Since when do you not carry a knife on you?" Chuuya asked with an accusatory tone.

"Since I left it in my coat." Dazai replied as he looked longingly at the trenchcoat that had been discarded on the lay-z-boy just out of arms reach.

"The coat that's three feet away?" Chuuya said as he struggled with the tape that had now trapped him.

"... but I don't wanna get up." Dazai said with fake tears welling in his eyes.

"Sigh... fine, but I can't reach like this" he gestured to his sticky predicament "so you grab it."

Dazai smirked in triumph and slid his hand around chuuyas waist "thank you chuuya~"

"GAH! IN THE POCKET DUMBASS." Chuuya screeched.

"sorry I was just looking for it~" dazai said as he retracted his hand with the knife.

"you know where my knives are you stupid slug." Chuuya said through a glare that was significantly less intimating due to the heavy blush

Dazai just shrugged innocently and cut the tape in two swift movements.

He opened the box to find an even smaller box with "anti-asshole prescription, for oral and rectal use only." written on the side, "pftttt where did you find this!?"

"You remember that little green shop in the... what was that town? Oh the one with the animatronic in the window!" Chuuya exclaimed.

"Oh yeah the one you were to scared to go into?" The brunette taunted.

"I WAS NOT, and we were on a job and didn't have time." Chuuya said matter-of-factly.

"Yeah suuuuure." Dazai said with an eye roll.

"Agh never mind, what was the name of the town?" Chuuya said with a huff as he bumped his former partner with his shoulder.

"Your minds really going in your old age, it's sad to see." Dazai said with faux sympathy as he finished of his first glass.

"Not helping." The redhead said through gritted teeth.

"Ok ok find, it was in ...minato mirai I believe?" Dazai said with a finger to his chin.

"AH YES, well they sell all sorts of stuff like that, also what the fuck did you do to this box I'm stuck in it."

To prove his point chuuya stood up and brought the box with him, holding it out in front of his torso well giving dazai a blank expression.

Dazai huffed out a laugh and got up to help peel the smaller man out of his tape trap.

"I think you should consider using gift bags from now on." Chuuya said after his partner freed him from the box.

"What!? You don't appreciate my best attempts at wrapping your special present?" Dazai said with fake tears as he plopped into the lay-z-boy behind him and took a sip from his glass. "you wound me puppy."

"DON'T CALL ME THAT ASSHOLE!" Chuuya said without skipping a beat.

"I'd stop if you didn't make it so fun to say~" Dazai said knowing his former partners short temper wouldn't allow such a thing, "anywayyyy here's your knife." He tossed the open knife to the redhead who caught it with a huff.

Chuuya filled up his and dazai's glasses before unwrapping the box quickly, trying to touch it as little as possible and stopped dead in his tracks when he saw the picture displayed.

"...iiis that... is that a fuckinggg children's toy car?"

Dazai screeched in laughter as his glass spilled slightly in his hands.

"YOUUUU FUCKER IM NOT THAT SMAAALL!!!" Chuuya shrieked as he got up and attempted to strangle dazai who was trying his best to run away well almost suffocating from laughter.

"ITS BRIGHT PINK LIKE YOUR BIKE I THINK YOU'LL LOOK GOOD IN IT~" Dazai called out to chuuya as he ran from room to room.

"I WILL LITERALLY KILL YOU DAZAI!" Chuuya said as he pounced onto dazai.

"STOOOOOP Asphyxiation is gonna to kill me before you get the chancccce." Dazai snorted out as he curled up into a chuckling ball under chuuya.

Eventually chuuya was unable to keep his anger alive with the pile of giggling underneath him and held his breath in an attempt to keep from laughing but was ultimately unsuccessful as he flipped himself off of dazai and started cackling.

"I haaate you." Chuuya choked out in between wheezes.

"I Love youuu too." dazai said as he laid on his side looking up at chuuya with a stupidity content expression on his face.

Chuuya paused and sat up "Oooh ...oh shut up, youuu, you gave me a ...pft toy car to ride in." His shoulders started to shake with laughter, he laid back on his elbow and turned towards dazai.

Dazai was admittedly tipsy, but no he wasn't still laying on the ground because he had two glasses of wine on an empty stomach and the room was currently spinning and also his best friend was positively glowing, obviously.

Chuuya heaved himself up on wobbly legs and reached out for dazai's hand, dazai in turn curled up tighter into a ball "can you carry meeeee?" Dazai said pitifully

"If I try, we're both fallinggg." Chuuya said matter-of-factly.

"Your sooo mean to meeee." Dazai says as he grabs the offer hand and pulls himself to to his feet.

They waddled slowly back to the couch because they decided to have two separate fights in the course of one evening and we're getting sore.

Dazai put his feet up on the car and grabbed the box of anti-asshole pills, looking it over and realizing that it can open.

"Huh what's in-" dazai opens the box and dumps the contents out into his hands, it's a pill bottle filled with jellybeans, "oh that's cooool." He said as he popped one in.

"You feel like less of an ass now?" Chuuya slurred out.

"Na didn't work." Dazai said sarcastically, he looked up at the clock squinting in an attempt to read it, "shit I gotta go."

"What whyyy." Chuuya said, too drunk to care if he sounded desperate.

"Gotta work in the morning." Dazai said as he made no move to get up, "got a case."

"Call oooooff." Chuuya demanded.

"..." dazai though for a moment before saying, "yeah fuck it." And curled unto the couch.

Chuuya got up to grab a blanket from the shelf in the corner of the room and turned towards dazai.

Dazai held his arms out expectantly.

So chuuya started running at full speed at him, intending to jump into his arms, or maybe suffocate him with the blanket.

But he missed juuuuuuust a bit and crashed into the recliner tipping it over and face planting himself onto the floor.

"Oh shit." Dazai said with a loud wheeze as tears welled up in his eye and he made no move to help him.

"Rrrr help me up asshole." Chuuya said as he held his nose that was currently bleeding, and held out his other hand towards dazai.

Dazai got up quickly and grabbed the redheads hand pulling him up and taking his shoulder in his other hand, "I don't remember you being such a lightweight chuuya~" he jeered.

"Oh shut it stupid slug, just get me to the bathroom." Chuuya grumbled under his hand.

"Ok ok come on." Dazai said as he walked into the bathroom and sat chuuya on the toilet seat, "tilt your head up, you know the drill."

"Yeah yeah, you don't need to baby me." Chuuya said as he obediently tilted his head up and put pressure on the sides of his nose with his hand.

Dazai hummed in amusement as he looked for the nasal spray in the medicine cabinet, he grabbed the white bottle and some toilet paper with warm water on it to clean up the blood.

Dazai dabbed the blood on chuuyas chin and mouth and then gave him the spray to use as he went and grabbed an icepack.

Chuuya used said spray and got up to walk into the kitchen with far less trouble as he had sobered up a slight bit, but not that much.

He met dazai in the kitchen as the brunette was digging through the freezer with annoyance, "What kind of mafia executives doesn't have any icepacks in their freezer?"

"The kind that doesn't get injured." Chuuya said smugly.

"Says the guy with a bloody nose?" Dazai said sarcastically as he grabbed a bag of frozen peas.

"Why you-" Chuuya started as dazai tossed the bag to him, "the only times I get hurt are when I hang out with you, idiot."

"Aw I'm hurt~" dazai said with a pout.

"No I'm hurt." Chuuya said as he put the bag on his nose with a flinch.

"Mkay I'm gonna go take a shower." Dazai said walking away then paused, "wanna join?~"

Chuuya through the bag of peas at dazai's head, "just go shower dumbass!"

Dazai dodged the bag and walked away into the bathroom.

Chuuya stood in the middle of the room for a few minutes before walking into the living room and sitting on the couch, he looked at the car dazai had given him and chuckled to himself before getting an idea.

A very stupid idea.

"... could I... fit?" Chuuya said out loud, even though he had sobered up slightly from before he was after all still drunk and his thoughts were not on a train with a conductor.

The conductor was in fact not even at the train tracks, he was at home, sleeping, where he was supposed to be at this time of night.

He got up and wheeled out the bright pink car into the middle of the room and opened the door.

He put his foot in experimentally and listened for the water from the shower that was still going.

Deciding he was safe he ducked down onto his knees and tried to slide his torso in, his shoulders put up a little resistance but with a bit of effort he popped them in and ducked his head into the hood.

He grabbed the side of the car with his right hand and pulled the rest of himself into the car, finally he pulled his left leg in and closed the door, laughing in victory and disbelief.

He pulled both his arms out of the windows to lay on the ground and propel himself across the floor.

He zoomed across the living room floor and into the kitchen, making quick turns and donuts on the hardwood floor.

Then he heard it, the water stop, his heart dropped as he attempted to wiggle out of the car with no success.

He panicked and sped off into the living room, trying to find a place to hide, if dazai caught him he'd never live it down.

He zoomed behind the large potted plant that was on the other side of the room and prayed that he'd die of a heart attack before dazai spotted him.

He was not so lucky.

Dazai, freshly showered, walked into the living room with a towel around his waist.

"showers free mackerel!" He called out to the seemingly empty room, "chuuya? Chuuuuuuuuyaaaaa? Where'd he go-" He stopped in his tracks as he realized what else was missing in the room.

"Oh.. ohhh." He said as he spotted the smallest bit of bright pink behind the large vase of foliage.

"Did- did you actually-" he said as his face grew red and his shoulders started to shake, "c-come on out ch-chuuya pft-"

"... no" chuuya said defeated.

"Ohmyfuckinggotyoudid." Dazai wheezed out, he walked over to chuuyas hiding spot and double over with tears in his eyes when he saw the small redhead stuffed into the car.

Chuuya flushed with embarrassment as he rolled himself farther into the corner which only made dazai laugh even harder.

"Can- can you not get out?" Dazai said wiping tears from his eyes.

"... I'm stuck." Chuuya whispered out.

"I'm sorry what?" Dazai taunted.

"I SAID IM STUCK DUMBASS!" Chuuya screeched.

Dazai collapsed onto the floor waving his arms in defeat "I can't- I oh my ribs hurt."

"IM GONNA KILL YOU WHEN I GET OUT OF HERE!" Chuuya screamed in pure hatred, which only served to make dazai laugh harder.

"IF you get out of therrrrrrrre~" dazai said with tears running down his face.

"COME ON HELP ME YOU STUPID SLUG, I CANT LIVE LIKE THIS." To prove his point he speeds out and zooms around the room trying to reach his glass of wine pathetically.

Dazai was sure he was going to die right then and their.

"WELL!?" Chuuya said with red cheeks.

"I need my phone!!!" Dazai realized as he stumbled to his coat, "THIS IS MY NEW BACKGROUND!"

"OH NO YOU DON'T!" chuuya screeched as he zoomed full force into dazai's legs, effectively making him land flat on his face.

But dazai was unfazed and crawled like a cockroach to the coat.

"NOOOOOOOOOO!!" Chuuya yelled and tried to turn quickly.

Too quickly.

The momentum of the turn made him trip and fall on his back, he failed his arms helplessly like a turtle that had just lost a great battle.

Dazai reached his coat and dug in the pockets to retrieve his phone.

He got up slowly as he stalked closer to the flailing car with a sinister grin.

"You loose mackerel." Dazai said as his phone camera flashed

When dazai went to work a week after he had a lovely new background picture and a shiner he was unable to explain to his coworkers.

The End

[ahamkara-apologist]

The only thing I want to know is #1 for Aeris.

Mildly concerned by the intensity of the bolding that you've got going here friend

1.) Do they sleep with a stuffed animal? If they have multiple, who’s the favorite?

-As of right now? None :( Aeris being a guardian means that he's got basically no personal belongings that are actually his, outside of what he's received for work. His bedroom is extremely spartan and rarely occupied; it's mostly just used to stash the various miscellaneous stuff he collects when he's out on call, like extra spinmetal sheets, festival of the lost masks, random crap Archie brings him, the like. Marcelline (his half-sister) tries to get him gifts sometimes, but since he doesn't really have any hobbies outside of getting bitten by venomous snakes (for research purposes) and is shy about receiving gifts, its just a lot of touristy knickknacks and shit. No stuffed animals :(( he just hugs the blankets in a ball in the rare event that he does sleep in a bed

When he was a kid in the Dark Ages, though, he did have one: a chocolate-brown stuffed hare made from a repurposed mink stole, given to him by a passing delegate who took pity on ambassador Yusif's* strange, quiet bastard son when they were visiting. It was just one of his kid's extra toys tied up with a ribbon to match Aeris's eyes, but he loved that thing to bits. He used to carry it everywhere, chew on its ears to stim, and be unable to sleep unless he was curled up around it. It was creatively named Mr. Rabbit- not by him, but by Marcelline, who had a whole fleet of stuffies herself

Yusif got rid of it when he hit his teen years, because he was embarrassed of Aeris's attachment to it and wanted his son to become a 'real man'. Aeris resented him deeply for it, and it just served to make him withdraw even more into himself, which didn't exactly help his case of growing from a strange, quiet little boy to a creepy, unsettling young man that most people stayed away from (unless he was bringing them food he'd poached from the forests). It was a raggedy mess by that point, but it was one of the only things that he'd had that had been really his

*Aeris's father, Yusif, used to work as a delegate of sorts between warlords and the common folk in the Austrian Alps. He was a very slick-tongued, political sort who had a knack for fawning over powerful Lightbearers well enough to get in their favor, but he had a remarkably short temper and a rather outdated view of gender roles, even post-collapse. Aeris was his eldest son, but he came about after a drunken one-night stand with an Awoken soldier who'd been scouting Earth on Mara's orders (scouting mission- I'm not well versed on Dark Age lore but there's no way that Mara wasn't keeping an eye on Earth one way or another), and his subsequent dumping at his doorstep once he'd been weaned severely fucked up Yusif's brand new marriage. He harbored a resentment for the boy after the fact, which only grew worse when it turned out that Aeris inherited all of his mother's awkward eerieness and none of Yusif's charms, and then grew to outright hatred when Aeris's rudimentary medical training failed to save the set of twins he had with his actual wife when Aeris and Marcie were young adults. Aeris left for the Cosmodrome soon after that with Marcie in tow, seeking a ship to fly them both to what was soon to become the Last City, but they died in a blizzard before they could reach it, trying to shelter in the rusted-out car that Ghost found us in a few centuries later.

OC ask game

[leobashi]

tell us ! about !! the gods!!!

I'm blaming you and Kory with her angel art for filling my head with my Gods AU all day hfjkds

I’ve got this post which is basically all the content I have for it right now (and I swear I'm working on the next part), but I can definitely talk about how I think people worship the boys! I love building this world and thinking about it hehe but I haven't fully thought it out tho so I'm open to more ideas

Jackie is the god of loyalty and strength. He calls his followers his warriors. He doesn’t often appear in public. He has temples to his name where his warriors worship and train. It’s where his disciples may summon him. He has a tight ring of his most trusted warriors, hand picked by him, who lead each temple and there are rules and procedures that Jackie likes to adhere to. He’s assertive and does not tolerate troublemakers, but he is still kind. Otherwise, his worship is rather lax. He will take just about any and all offerings to him

Henrik is the god of health and knowledge. He calls his followers his students. He is very strict in his studies and worship. He doesn't appear in public very much either, spending most of his time in his libraries and hospitals which he maintains meticulously. His rituals and celebrations have a strict procedure and very few have been approved to lead them. His most dedicated scribes often never retire, devoting their life to Henrik and their studies up to their final days. He has very grand and generous ceremonies of departure, hosting them himself and assuring the families left behind are well taken care of. The offerings Henrik favors the most are medicines, food, and aromatics

Chase is the god of family and happiness. He calls his followers his children. He is very sociable and appears to his followers very often. He can shapeshift and is known to cheer people up by appearing to them as animals. There is a large festival held in his name every year where his presence is a large part of it. His disciples work closely with the community, leading gatherings and helping promote wellness amongst the followers. He is most often offered toys and food at his shrines

Marvin is the god of wealth and fertility. He calls his followers his servants. His temples are lavish and grand and there's a grand feast in his name for the bountiful harvests grown on his fertile land. His traditions often involve sharing his wealth in showy ways. He and Chase are known as the festival duo with the many celebrations the gods and their disciples lead. His disciples are wealthy land owners. People leave money and flowers at his shrines.

Anti is the god of war and chaos. He calls his followers his puppets. He may have assigned people as his disciples, but he wouldn't be able to tell you their names or how many he's got or why he assigned them as a disciple in the first place. All he knows and all he expects are perfect puppets whenever he does arrive show up. Otherwise punishments are in order. He most often lurks in the shadows, usually in his temples, always watching for what people are doing or saying behind closed doors. His shrines are decorated with spoils of war and weapons of battle.

JJ is the god of stories and illusions. He calls his followers his audience. Of all the gods, he is the most in public, but the most disguised. All temples and shrines to him were established by his followers, not him. His temples have become museums and theaters of sorts since people usually offer him books and art. He’ll find himself wandering through them and admiring the things people brought for him, both under disguise and revealed.

Each of the gods usually have tells for when they’re near. The sun is always out for Jackie. If the clouds clear on a rainy day, he may be visiting. The smell of incense and books cling to Henrik. If the library suddenly fills with the scent, he’s probably near. Chase is followed by a sparkling sound. If the rabbit hopping by makes a sparkling sound as it passes, it’s probably him. Marvin’s public appearances are always showy. There’s very little chance that you’d be near him and not know it. Anti has a rumbling fog that saps the warmth out of the air. The chill in the air may be more than a breeze

There’s not a chance that you can find JJ if he doesn’t want to be found. Even his brothers have a hard time picking him out of a crowd, if they can even figure out that he’s there at all.

[thesims3help]

Sims 3 - Gameplay enhancing mods: CAS, Build/Buy, World, Objects + Chores & Services.

A category-based mod post. Mods and links previously featured in our Masterlist. All credits to their rightful owners.

Categories include: CAS, BB mode, (Edit) World, game objects related mods, along with chore fixes and new services.

CAS:

Truely Unique Sims

o violet on Tumblr - Pure CAS lighting mod

The Sims 3 [cas background, cas lighting mod, & cas organizers] | Patreon

CAS Sim Bin Genetics as Presets

CAS Lighting Edit

ColorLash: Eyelashes Match Eyebrow Color + Mascara

XCAS core mod: more tattoo locations, edit naked outfit, slider hack, body hair, more

Build/Buy:

One More Slot Please! (with vertical shifting)

[TS3] Catalog Search Mod | Patreon

Add Any Lot Size

No More Free Roofs by Gurra (simlogical.com)

TS3 HD Textures Series - Terrain Pack [UPDATE: Fixed road tiling]

Builder Stuff

Reworked & Improved EA Lights

Lazy Duchess — [TS3] Auto Lights Overhaul (tumblr.com)

More Light Coming Through Windows

Microwave Slots

Railings on Spiral Staircases!

Stuff on the Back of the Toilet

More 1-tile Dressers!

Decorate 6 Base Game Dressers - with more slots

"Stuff on the Fridge" Mod

What's On Your Stereo?

Showbiz, Profession & Other Trophies for Displays & Pedestals

Floor Plants Placeable On Slots [BG & SEAS]

More Slots for EA Furniture - End Tables, Coffee Tables, Windows, Bookshelves & More

Midnight Hollow Toys and All Teddies on Surfaces

Horse Trophies for Display Cases

Shelves + Extras Shift & Hide With Walls Down

So Many Shiftables! And a little more.

Shiftable Curtains

'Cortinas Festivas!' and 'Traditional Curtains' Blind Fix UPDATED!

Shiftable Televisions

Shiftable Skill and Partnership Certificates

Shiftable drafting table sketches

Fountain and Hot Tub Fixes by sydserious (simlogical.com)

Base Game Half Walls FIXED!!!!

Dangerous Stoves Mod - More Fire!

Objects:

Collection Icons and Files

Functional Washboard - Sims 4 Conversion

Harvestable Tree Default Replacement

More Harvestables

Buyable Mermadic Kelp

Same Energy Gain For Every Bed

Super Hampers -- Automatic Laundry Pick Up (Plus Bigger Hampers) by Nona Mena (simlogical.com)

Spring Harvest And CookBook

Harvestable Flowers

Better Hoverboards

Canning Station Overhaul

The Transmogrifier (aka Object Script Changer)

New and Improved 9/11/21] Functioning Well - and Off-Grid Plumbing!

No Crappy Bunk Beds!

Default Umbrellas & Parasols

Default Taxis

Digital Photo Frame Overlay Replacement

Unlocked Permanent Tents for Residential and Community Lots

Wildflower Sell Price Nerf

Buyable Beach Towels (with custom script)

Vending Machine Tweaks

Salvaged Junkyard Objects Made Usable

Make those elevators go faster! Or slower...

Toilet Tweaks

Fairy House motive tuning: Bladder and Hygiene

Buyable Culinary Career Rewards: MinusOne Kelvin Fridge by Nona Mena (simlogical.com)

[WA] Buyable Permanent Sultan's Tabernacle (Scripted object) by Nona Mena (simlogical.com)

[SEAS] Gift Pile Tweaks by Nona Mena (simlogical.com)

[SEAS] Buyable Bunch o' Gifts (Gift Pile) by Nona Mena (simlogical.com)

Motorcycle Parking Spaces

World:

Reduce/Remove Lag caused by Houseboats

SetHour Cheat

Lot Population Mod

TS3 Apartment mod - Updated for patch 1.55 - 1.63/1.67

nraas - Apartment Mod

Invisible Sim Fixer Mod by Consort (simlogical.com)

RPG Manager - Edit your Bin sims, towns and Active household!

NPCRomance

Space Rock Spawner Edit

Lunar Lakes missing EP rabbit holes by Darkitow (simlogical.com)

Auto-place official festival lots in later Store worlds

AMB Community Lots Auto Placement Fix + Add Other Lots (Compatible with Patch 1.63-1.67)

Chores + Services:

Gardener Service 2

Housekeeper Service - v1.2

Housecleaning For All Sims

Dirty Laundry Mod (Update 8/8/23) - Maid & Butler Tweaks

Butler & Maid will Feed Pets & Clean All Pets.

DouglasVeiga's Dancer Service

[eanul-rmbl]

mitsuru tenma all stories list

//ooc, enstars again, for personal use so dont mind it

literally a story of all the stories mitsuru finds himself in (excepting the mitsuru idol stories/birthday stories/ etc). I havent read most of the, but I plan on doing so.

SOURCE, ENSTARS READING GUIDE:

Crash Course: Reminiscence * Marrionette (Reminiscence * End of the Marionette's Strings), Tanabata Festival (Challenge! Tanabata Festival), Tsukimi Live (Night of the Full Moon * Hopping Moonlight Luna), Motives of Good Boys (Scout! BADBOYS), Human Comedy (Moment * The Repayment Festival of Moving Forward Toward the Future)

Good to Read: ChocoFes (Sincerely! Bitter Chocolat Festival), Purple Wisterias of May (Falling Cheery Blossoms * Wisteria Purple of May)

Others: Sweet Halloween (Lots of Monsters * Sweet Halloween), Summer Camp (Summer of Clear Skies! Summer Camp), Snowball Fight (Throwing! A Snowy Silver-White Snowfight), Performance (Performance! The Tragicomedy of Romeo and Juliet), Air Ride (Gacha Story), Amusement Live (Amusements * The Life Part of Cats and Rabbits)

MITSURU-CENTRIC (Mitsuru is 5* and main character, or he's in most of the the chapters)

BASIC: Tanabata Festival, Chocolat Fes (Sincerely! Bitter Chocolar Festival), Summer Camp (Summer of Clear Skies! Summer Camp), Motives of Good Boys (Scout! BADBOYS), Little Kings, Snowball Fight (Throwing! A Snowy Silver-White Snowfight), Mail Delivery, Tsukimi Live (Night of the Full Moon * Hopping Moonlight Luna), MUSIC: Black Bunnies (Wander! Black Bunny in UNDERLAND), Soleil, High and Low (Wandering Yumenosaki/ School Trip to the Mainland), Sports Survivors,

RA*BITS-CENTRIC (Ra*bits story, but mitsuru isnt the 5* or main character)

BASIC: Marching Band, Reminiscence * Marionette (Reminiscence * End of the Marionette's Strings), Toy Box, Sweet Halloween (Lots of Monsters * Sweet Halloween), Human Comedy (Moment * The Repayment Festival of Moving Forward Toward the Future), Amusement Live (Amusements * The Live Party of Cats and Rabbits), Transparency and Masks, Happy Spring (Yell* Sprawling Happy Spring), Summer Night Festival (Luminescence * Summer Night Festival), Snow Globe

MUSIC: High Five! (Resume * Growth-Spring High Five!), Bogie Time (Variety Show & Tags/ Bogie Time!), Sanctuary (SS/6th Stage; Sanctuary), New Start GO! (Members of Society * Off to a New Start GO!), Parallel World (Infinity * Parallel World of Our Potential), Color Code

MITSURU SUPPORTING CHARACTER (hes either a 4* here, or apparent during a good amount of chapters):

BASIC: Sports Festival (Burning Up! Yumenosaki Academy Sports Festival), Greek Legends, Phantom Thieves vs Detectives (Showdown! Magnificent Phantom Thief VS Detective Brigade), Mall Live (Bounce! Hearts and Flowers Bloom- Mall Live), Fruits Parlor, Sweet & Bitter (Melty * Sweetly Unraveling Chocolat Festoval), Bouquet of Desire, Purple Wisterias of May (Falling Cheery Blossoms * Wisteria Purple of May), Air Ride (Ukiyo Air Ride), Performance (Performance! The Tragicomedy of Romeo and Juliet), Romantic Comedy (Carol * White Snow and the Christmas Eve Starlight Festival), Billiards, Technicolor Flowers (VERY IMPORTANT),

MUSIC: Date Plan A to Z (Shuffle! A to Z), Gemstone Sphere (ALL CHAPTERS!!), Dolly Knight, Blush Flash, Escape Mansion (Riddle * Solution/ Escape Mansion), Ougonten, Sweet Sweet Hunger,

MITSURU-SIDE CHARACTER (hes not really important at all here):

BASIC: Summer Lesson (Late Summer Lesson (Trickstar)), Ballet (Leap! Principal of the Lake's Surface), Milky Way (Dance Performance! Thoughts That Bridge the Milky Way), Magical Halloween (React * Magical Halloween), Dream Travel (Depart * Blue Skies Dream Travel), Pleiades Night (Lost Star * Wavering Light Pleiades Light), Sports Festival 3 (Competition! Yumenosaki Academy Sports Festival 3; mainly epilogue), Zodiac 2, Decorate (Decorate * Crimson Chocolat Festival), Book Fair (Spring Breeze * Iconic Book Fair), Military,

MUSIC: Mission of the Spy, Frontline Watchdogs, The Matchless Warrio, Dramatica, Hot Winter, SS Finals (SS/ Final Stage: SS), Tiger of Indomitability, Free-spirited City Rider, Seven Bridge (Yumenosaki Divided/ The Tanabata Festival that Bridges Hope (literally only the prologue, but its important to adorara)), Grand Slam (Battle of Yumenosaki! The Sports Festival to Declare Your Prescence), CROSS FIRE (Shuffle * Festival of the Blazing War Dance), Nighthead (SHUFFLE * The Unknown Holy Night and Nighthead), Graduation (Beyond Turbulent Dreams/ A Graduation Standing With You), Illusory Noctiluence, Private Room, White Bear (2 chapters, but it looks cute so read it), Gourmand's Scent (Prologue, Epilogue), Fleeting White (Epilogue)

[rinfarts]

As you know, 2024 will be the Year of the Dragon according to the eastern horoscope. This beast is noble and powerful, inspiring awe. Blank doesn’t particularly inspire anything other than a good mood, but, as Taranee would say: “there are also small dragons.”

(English is not my native language, so there may be mistakes. Please be understanding)

This costume and the image itself are taken from a series with the play (“Ambush at Torus Filne”). In it we learn about how the crystal appeared, giving the guards strength. The legend of compassionate dragons who relieved people from drought overlaps markedly with another legend. From Earth.

"The Jade Emperor Yu-di organized a race among the animals to determine the order of the zodiac signs. Such a powerful and energetic beast as the Dragon had every chance of becoming the first. But when he was close to the finish line, he saw a village that was suffering from drought. He flew over clouds and caused rain to help starving people.

The dragon continued on his way, but saw another village - it was threatened by flooding. He took pity on the residents, swallowed the water and only then continued on his way.

Just before the finish line, the Dragon saw that the Rabbit was being chased by the Wolf. To save the Rabbit, the Dragon let him go ahead. And so it happened that the strong and powerful creature finished fifth in the race, after the Rat, Ox, Tiger and Rabbit."

In the "W.I.T.C.H" version, four dragons representing the elements were imprisoned in the mountains because they dared to help people without asking permission from their Emperor. It turns out that in both legends the Dragon suffered from his own kindness?

This is partly true. And in fact, this is not the worst moral, although at first glance it does not seem so. By helping someone, you may actually miss an opportunity or get into trouble. No matter how much we wish that life would encourage noble deeds more.

But altruism should not be idealized. There's nothing wrong with being aware of the risks. Belief in a “just world”, where everyone is rewarded according to their actions, very often leads to disappointment and the thought “if something bad happened to me, I probably wasn’t good enough.” And to devaluing other people's troubles.

There is no kind of universal justice in the world and no clearly working karmic slaps on the head. However, there are other people, good and not so good. What you do may resonate with them. For example, a good deed performed in spite of any difficulties. And then real magic can happen, accessible even beyond the boundaries of legends.

I sincerely wish you to find a common language with yourself, to love yourself (within adequate limits). Find a solid foundation of confidence under your feet. And then no difficulties in life will become insurmountable for you.

If after this you find the strength and time to support other people, to inspire them with your example is wonderful. If not, this will not make you a bad person. Healthy selfishness is a wonderful thing. And good deeds should not be forced. __________________________

In addition to references to the symbol of the year, the art contains intersections with a recent answer in the ask. Anyone who read the accompanying post knows.

Caleb, one might say, is preparing a festive buffet. But the bull doesn't really want to be the main dish :D

I have long been attracted to garlands with dried orange slices. They are so warm and cozy. I wanted to add them to at least one of the New Year's arts :3

This idea later developed into the concept of natural Christmas tree decorations. Still, the Middle Ages reign on Meridian. It is unlikely that there is such an abundance of plastic toys there as we have now (the main thing is not to wonder whether there are citrus fruits in this fictional world).

But I still added a garland and balloons, I couldn’t resist. Maybe the girls brought it from Earth (making sure that everything would run on batteries) :D

HAPPY NEW YEAR!