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(IDOLiSH7) Haruka Isumi - An Idol's Daily Life Rabbit Chat: Part 5 - Childhood dreams

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5

Tsumugi Takanashi: Good work today. Thank you for the special throat lozenges from your grandmother yesterday!

Tsumugi Takanashi: My throat felt so much better, and they were delicious!

Haruka Isumi: Ah

Haruka Isumi: Hold on a sec

Tsumugi Takanashi: I'm sorry, are you busy? > <

Haruka Isumi: No, it's okay now

Haruka Isumi: My members are coming over to hang out today, so I figured I might as well do some cleaning while I was taking out the albums from the closet

Haruka Isumi: I'm almost done, so grandma said I should take a break and brought me some tea

Tsumugi Takanashi: I see. Great job on working hard and cleaning up!

Haruka Isumi: Thanks

Haruka Isumi: When I told grandma you thanked her for the throat lozenges, she was really happy

Tsumugi Takanashi:

Haruka Isumi: Has your hoarseness gotten better?

Haruka Isumi: When we met at the studio, your voice was super rough

Tsumugi Takanashi: Yes, thanks to you...!

Tsumugi Takanashi: I had back-to-back meetings from morning till night the day before and had to talk non-stop, so I ended up with that voice...

Tsumugi Takanashi: But after having the lozenges, the pain went away, and I felt much better.

Haruka Isumi: I get it. The honey ginger flavor makes it easy to suck on, right?

Haruka Isumi: Minami also likes them, so I always give him some during our recordings

Tsumugi Takanashi: That's wonderful...! I tried making some for IDOLiSH7 once, but it didn't turn out well...

Haruka Isumi: Grandma says she can put together the recipe for you later if you want

Tsumugi Takanashi: What!?

Tsumugi Takanashi: That's too much to ask, especially since she's busy.

Haruka Isumi: She’s happy that you liked the lozenges, so don’t worry about it

Tsumugi Takanashi: Thank you so much > < Then, I'll take you up on that... I'm looking forward to it!

Haruka Isumi:

Tsumugi Takanashi: So your members are coming over after this, I see. Is the cleaning going well?

Haruka Isumi: I think it'll be done before they arrive

Haruka Isumi: So many things kept coming out of the closet that for a moment, I panicked thinking I might not make it in time lol

Tsumugi Takanashi: Were they memorabilia?

Haruka Isumi: Yeah. Stuff like a plastic bottle rocket I made for a science project in elementary school

Tsumugi Takanashi: I made one too, but I remember being disappointed because it didn't fly at all.

Haruka Isumi: Mine didn’t fly at first either

Haruka Isumi: I kept redoing it out of frustration

Haruka Isumi: Then grandma bought a book that tells you how to make them and helped me with it

Tsumugi Takanashi: Your grandmother is so kind...! Did the rocket fly successfully?

Haruka Isumi: Of course

Haruka Isumi: I remember being really happy when my classmates were impressed by my rocket

Tsumugi Takanashi:

Haruka Isumi: There were photos from that day in one of the albums too

Haruka Isumi: Digital photos are great, but it's nice to look back at physical ones like this

Tsumugi Takanashi:

1) Do you have any particularly memorable photos?

Haruka Isumi: Probably the photo from when I went to see T-kun at a shopping center. I couldn't get close because of the other kids there, but grandma encouraged me. I look so happy in the photo next to him lol

2) What kind of games did you play as a child?

Haruka Isumi: I used to make secret bases in the closet. I'd lay out futons and set up a flashlight there lol. The stars I drew on the ceiling with crayons are still there too

3) Do you have any photos from your time studying abroad?

Haruka Isumi: I do. They're mostly of sceneries and stuff, not selfies, but I sent them along with letters to my grandma, and she put them all in an album

Haruka Isumi: I just need to put the piano back in the closet, and I'll be done

Tsumugi Takanashi: A piano in the closet...?

Haruka Isumi: Oh, no no lmao, not a big one, just a toy one!

Haruka Isumi: Grandma brought it out when my members came over last time, and it’s been out since then

Tsumugi Takanashi: I see! Did you play it often when you were little?

Haruka Isumi: Yup, it was my favorite toy

Haruka Isumi: I don't remember much, but grandma says I told her I wanted to be a pianist when I was little

Tsumugi Takanashi: That's so cool! So you've always had a passion for music.

Tsumugi Takanashi:

Haruka Isumi: Pretty much. But kids' dreams change all the time, so I probably just said it on a whim

Haruka Isumi: Didn't you have something like that too?

Tsumugi Takanashi: I wanted to be a cake shop owner!

Tsumugi Takanashi: I think I dreamed of working in a place that smelled sweet, since I loved cakes...!

Tsumugi Takanashi: Was there a reason you wanted to become a pianist, Isumi-san?

Haruka Isumi: Yeah. I saw someone playing the piano at a department store while shopping with grandma. I thought it was cool

Haruka Isumi: Apparently, I used to play whatever came to mind and claimed I composed it lmao

Tsumugi Takanashi: Kids often make up their own random songs, don’t they?

Haruka Isumi: Yup lmao. But grandma always smiled and praised me no matter what I played

Tsumugi Takanashi: That’s wonderful. It’s understandable why you have such fond memories.

Haruka Isumi: Right. I still remember how happy I was when I first got the piano

Haruka Isumi: I’ve made more good memories recently too

Haruka Isumi: I’ll make sure to keep the piano safe

Tsumugi Takanashi:

End of Part 5.

[lonelypond]

Dear Santa: A Lo-Fi Holiday Love, Ch. 4

NicoMaki, Love Live, 1.8K, 4/4

Lo-Fi Holiday Postlude

Lacking a Maki Nishikino to impress, Nico had settled for cyber stalking her and was now possessed of much more Nishikino knowledge. International healthcare business, starting with a small hospital in Japan at the start of modern medicine, expanded to the United States, partnerships in Korea and several South American countries, and multiple pharmaceutical concerns. The parents made more appearances than Maki, who could mostly be found TWIGing from next to the runway during various fashion weeks attending her friend Kotori Minami's multiple collection launches over the years. Maki also took time to talk about her work with various indigenous organizations working to protect the planet, frequently offering her platform to activists. And then all the concert pics. Maki would show off the outfit, the piano, and post a video from her rehearsal. She had a couple of friends who appeared in shots, one a short ginger who could get her to face paint and stick out her tongue and snowball fight and Nico was suddenly envious of having that casual access to Maki. There were no pics of Dia. Of course there were no pics of Dia. A baby would be such a target for photographers and nosy pests.

Then Nico cyberstalked herself. The pic, fans talking down upset fans, Nico and her awards, her music company, the Nico Nightlights cosmetic line she'd just launched. Her net worth in the 50 million range, her long career, working hard at music and some choice roles in movies and television. Lots to be proud of, for anybody who happened to look Nico up. Although, thinking about Maki, Nico thought maybe some more charity involvement might be good, although this evening's New Year's concert was all about charity. Nico was a catch. And Maki never smiled in any of her pictures like Nico had seen Maki smile when they were alone together.

Sigh. Nico put down her phone. She'd sent enough messages. Parents nagged and demanded Maki show up, not Nico. Time for Nico to have some quiet time: takeoff her makeup, put on her homemade hydrating mask, pick out a pint of ice cream from the freezer (spoiler: strawberry shortcake), and curl up in bed to watch the ball fall.

###

Nico's Maki text tone went off. Nico grabbed for her phone.

M: Hey

N: Hi

M: I'm here

Unexpected. Totally.

M: With Dia

N: Are you parked?

M: On the street. In a loading zone.

N: ＼(｀0´)／

N: Nico will be right there.

Grab a hoodie, put on boots, run, literally run downstairs. And there was Maki pacing outside her car, in a long, dark coat and navy beanie. Run and grab her, hug her tight enough to crack a rib, make sure she wasn't going to bolt.

Nico's arms squeezed and Maki relaxed. She wouldn't be out on the pavement pacing for hours. Or have to drive through the Berkshires tonight to get back home. Dia wouldn't scream all the way anywhere. Tears kept threatening; Maki kept fluttering them away with her lashes.

"Mama says we're not billionaires." was the first thing Maki thought to say.

"Give Nico your keys."

Maki handed them over.

"Get in, loser." Nico jingled them at the car.

"What?!??!?!"

"Mean Girls? The meme?"

Maki shook her head.

"Nerd." Nico muttered, then switched to the big smile. "Please allow Nico to be your valet this evening, Ms. Nishikino." Nico hopped around the car, opening Maki's door with a grand flourish.

Maki giggled. That was better.

###

Dia's newly acquired portable crib was a 14 pound backpack that unpacked into a side zippered playpen looking thing. Pretty cool, Nico thought. Unpacking the car had woken up Dia and now she was burbling at her mother in complaining tones.

"She's probably hungry."

"Nico's kitchen is your kitchen." Nico pulled on the backpack straps, "Where do you want Nico to set this up?"

Maki ducked her head, "What were you doing before…?"

"About to put on a hydrating face mask, morosely eat ice cream in bed, and stare at the really gorgeous view from Nico's bed, maybe watch some New Year's fireworks and stuff on my laptop."

"Can I join you?" Maki asked softly.

"Portable crib in Nico's bedroom it is."

"Thanks."

###

"Now that she's eaten, we get Dia settled in." Maki put down the spoon she'd been feeding her daughter with.

"Crib's all set." Nico bounced to the kitchen opening restless, eager to be in a cozier space. "Does Dia want a lullaby? Nico can still sing."

"Nico Ni." Dia announced.

Stunned at first, Nico spun around, to watch Dia reaching out wiggling fingers. Nico was right there, kneeling, her hand flat against Dia's tiny one, a huge grin on her face.

"We've been practicing your name." Maki offered shyly.

"Two charmers." Nico winked at the mom, then turned her attention to the daughter.

"Hi, Dia. Welcome to Nico's home. Stay as long as you like."

###

"So you have a cosmetics company but you only use the homemade stuff at home?"

"Nico makes the best."

"Better than chemists?"

"It's a hands on, feel the texture thing."

Nico spun Maki to face her. Nico's hands were already covered in what Maki had now christened 'green goop" and Nico was applying that to Maki's face with the gentlest of touches.

Maki sniffed, "Smells like yogurt?"

"Yogurt, avocado, lemon, turmeric, and a splash of a secret ingredient."

Maki batted her eyelashes, ignoring the neon green glow of her face she could see peripherally in the mirror. "You can tell me."

"Nope. Industrial rival." Nico stepped back, crossed her arms, frowned, and her towel wrapped hair shifted to lean forward. "Very dangerous. Nico is on guard."

Maki giggled, and giggled some more, and then guffawed.

"You're terrible at terrifying."

"Not Nico's goal."

"What is Nico's goal?"

A quick kiss to the end of Maki's nose, a quick swipe of Nico's tongue to clear any traces of mask on her lips, and a wink. "Tasty things. What kind of ice cream do you like?"

"Milkshakes. Vanilla. For dipping french fries."

Nico huffed. "Weirdo. Nico does velvety, luxury smoothies from Boston's best."

Maki pointed to a bowl next to the sink, "Are the cucumbers mix ins?"

"Ha! And no. Face toppings. But we do that after the ice cream and gazing at the view."

"This is super complicated goop." Maki had the goofiest grin peeking through the green as she teased Nico.

"Nico's super cute is worth the effort."

Maki leaned in, pursing her lips. "Nico is super cute. But it's better when you're not Shrek colored."

"Very funny." Nico spun Maki, and they both looked at their reflection in the mirror. Nico grabbed her phone. "Smile. Nico Nico Ni."

Maki smiled.

"We'll show 'em what super hot date nights really look like."

A weight in the air. Maki's smile crashed into stress lines.

"Nico." Maki sounded scared. "Don't. Please."

Nico immediately put the phone down, sliding her hands around Maki's waist, pulling the taller woman in for a hug, "Just for Nico works best."

"Thank you."

Nico tilted her head, Maki could see the mischief sparkle, "Honestly, Nico gets more of a Grinch than Shrek vibe from you."

"Santa will put you on the naughty list." Maki shoved at Nico, but Nico remained solidly set.

"Nico is always nice. Like I said, it's in the name." Another hug, an inhale, a scent memory of Maki's lingering perfume mixed with Nico's homebrew avocado mush. A new, cozy kind of intoxicant.

"Grab the cucumbers, get comfy on Nico's bed, and I'll be back with the best milkshake ever."

"Okay."

###

Nico had tucked her bed into the corner where the windows met. Albums, magazines, candles, and plushies were scattered across the bed high, marble looking blocks actually lining the windows. So many pillows. Maki had never seen so many pillows. Pink pillows. Heart pillows. Squishable pillows. Maki had changed into bright blue pajama pants with skiing Yeti, red wool socks, and a white "fuck colonialism" shirt. Nico's pajamas were cream, quilted, and with tan stuffed rabbits tumbling everywhere.

"Those are so cute."

"Nico knows. Picked them up on a visit to Seoul."

"Concert?"

"Yes." Nico laughed, "But Nico was in the crowd, not on the stage. Nice shirt. Really going with the not Team Billionaire vibe."

"Yep." Maki said, popping the final "p," half falling into Nico's pillows, her lips wrapping around the straw sticking up from her milkshake. Sexiest way to derail a conversation ever. Nico shoved a large spoonful of with a chunk of strawberry into her own mouth, congratulating herself. Way to be classy and not drool over the hot redhead in your bed. A literal cool down. Nico giggled. Maki raised an inquisitive eyebrow.

A small cry from Dia froze them both. They glanced toward the crib, but when Dia burbled a few not quite words and went back to sleep, Maki chuckled.

"She probably wants ice cream."

"We'll save her some for the morning."

"I'm not sharing." Maki hugged the glass.

"You are silly." Nico bumped Maki's glass with her spoon.

Maki let out a huge sigh, "I need silly."

"Silly, with you, sounds like a great way to start off the year."

"Yeah." Maki dropped her head to Nico's shoulder, "Not a bad choice at all."

"Nico is always the number one choice."

"You write all your own reviews, don't you."

"Have you been cyberstalking Nico?"

"No…uh…I had to get your albums…and…"

Nico put her ice cream aside, sliding an arm around Maki. "Nico is teasing. Breathe, Maki. You're too cute being green to turn blue."

Maki stared at Nico, the gorgeous smile sneaking back. "You say ridiculous things."

"And yet here you are."

"Here I am."

Silence. Maki dropping her head on Nico's shoulder, eyes closed, Nico's fingers softly easing knots out of silken curls. A quick touch on the nightstand and the room lights dimmed, the view of Boston glittering, buildings stark against a moonless sky, reflected lights shimmering in the water like someone had draped the harbor for the holidays.

When Nico turned away from the city lights, she could see Dia comfortable, lying on her back in the crib, starting her second year.

"Happy birthday, Dia." Nico whispered.

Maki murmured something into Nico's shoulder, drawing Nico's attention back. Nico could feel Maki's breathing evening out, the redhead relaxing into Nico's side, trusting her. Nico felt a surge of confidence. Somewhere there was a sparkly thing dropping, fireworks booming, New Year's kisses spreading through cheering crowds like the wave. But for now, Nico had had enough of noisy crowds and kissing could wait. Smiling down at the sexy and sweet present serendipity (and maybe Santa) had brought into her life, Nico knew this new path might be rough and the timing unpredictable. But Nico couldn't imagine better company for whatever adventures the New Year would bring.

A/N: Fuck yes…screw you, Covid-19 and electoral politics. For the first time since 2019, a completed lonelypond Christmas and holiday jam.

[katdashes]

New Years Pt. 1

Clarise threw a new Years party and there were no fire works, but there was a toast! (More champagne... Clair, I think you’ve had too much.)

A random sim named Lizet apparently hates Alice... lets not say we did.

Meanwhile, Ginger’s fat ass is eating chips while they are all celebrating. @terabots this is your fault. Remove your child from my game.

@mir-sims Elliot is enjoying the festivities.

[rebornthestage]

[2021.06.19] Episode of Future Cast Tweets

[lovelyllamasblog]

EAH VA/Seiyuus Part 2

For @sayuricorner's AU. Link to Part 1 here.

Same rules as my previous post, but I decided to look into more Japanese VA/Seiyuu's for this one. I also found a link for the Latin America VAs that I'll drop here because I had the hardest time finding Prudence and Charlotte's English VA (Erin Fitzgerald voices both of them) for some reason and they list both the English and LA VAs there.

Again this will be long so it's under the cut. Enjoy!

Alistair Wonderland/Liddell

Hirose Daisuke: Tenma Tsukasa (Project Sekai), Leonhard von Granzreich (Oushitsu Kyoushi Heine), Ikaruga Misumi (A3! Act! Addict! Actors!)

Atsushi Abe: Kukai Souma (Shugo Chara), Touma Kamijo (A Certain Magical Index/Scientific Railgun), Takeru Nakashima (Haikyuu 2)

Takuma Terashima: Touma Amagase (The Idolmaster SideM), Shiroe (Log Horizon), Otoya Ittoki (Uta no Prince-sama)

Bunny Blanc

Rikako Aida: Riko Sakurauchi (Love Live! Sunshine!!), Iyo Sakuraba (Pop Team Epic), Yuna Tachiki (Those Snow White Notes)

Akina: Azusawa Kohane (Project Sekai), Oona Aya (Girls Und Panzer), Karakuri Hitoha and Futaba (Tokyo 7th Sisters)

Minako Kotobuki: Vert FarBreton (Dog Days), Tsumugi Kotobuki (K-On!), Karina Lyle/Blue Rose (Tiger & Bunny)

Kitty Cheshire

Mikako Komatsu: Neko/Miyabi Ameno (K Project), Kotori Mizuki (Yu-Gi-Oh! Zexal), Ito Suzuno (Pretty Rhythm: Rainbow Live)

Emiri Kato: Blair (Soul Eater), Momoko Akatsutsumi/Hyper Blossom (Powerpuff Girls Z), Kagami Hiiragi (Lucky Star)

Sumire Uesaka: Sharu (Dog Days), Yuni/Cure Cosmo (Star Twinkle Pretty Cure), Konomi Kasahara (Iwa Kakeru! Climbing Girls)

Ginger Breadhouse

Machico: Kusanagi Nene (Project Sekai), Fumino Sayuki (Magia Record), Misaki Ayane (KiraKira Pretty Cure A La Mode)

Aoi Yuki: Ichigo Amano (Yumeiro Pâtissière), Koto Yumeno (Onegai My Melody), Madoka Kaname (Puella Magi Madoka Magica)

Minami Takahashi: Megumi Tadokoro (Food Wars!), Sora Kazesawa/Rin Oikawa (Aikatsu!), Aone Shikimiya (Re:Stage! Dream Days♪)

Courtly Jester

Mayumi Shintari: Nonon Jakuzure (Kill la Kill), Wendy (Black Butler: Book of Circus), Miss Shamour (Go! Princess Pretty Cure)

Misato Fukuten (Misato Sakuragi): Patty Lowell (Devil May Cry), Kurumu Kurono (Rosario + Vampire), Himiko Toga (MHA/BNHA)

Kikuko Inoue: Shizuna Minamoto (Negima! Magister Negi Magi!), Belldandy (Ah! My Goddess), Lust (FullMetal Alchemist Brotherhood)

Chase Redford

Gou Inoue: Kaisar Lidfard (Shingeki no Bahamut: Genesis), Kieth Goodman/Sky High (Tiger & Bunny), Stain (MHA/BNHA)

Kazuhiko Inoue: Kakashi Hatake (Naruto), Günter von Christ (Kyou Kara Maoh!), Daryun (Arslan Senki)

Takahiro Sakurai: Kouichi Kouno (Cardcaptor Sakura), Fakir (Princess Tutu), Suzaku Kururugi (Code Geass)

Jillian Beanstalk

Ayana Taketatsu: Azusa Nakano (K-On!), Vanilla (Yumeiro Pâtissière), Eclair Martinozzi (Dog Days)

Shizuka Ishigami: Nao Kashiwagi (Your Lie in April), Ikumi Mito (Food Wars!), Ayaka Uehara (How Heavy Are the Dumbbells You Lift?)

Sumire Uesaka: Sharu (Dog Days), Yuni/Cure Cosmo (Star Twinkle Pretty Cure), Konomi Kasahara (Iwa Kakeru! Climbing Girls)

Cedar Wood

Machico: Kusanagi Nene (Project Sekai), Fumino Sayuki (Magia Record), Misaki Ayane (KiraKira Pretty Cure A La Mode)

Mai Aizawa: Natsumi Murakami (Negima!), Ayano Minegishi (Lucky Star), Rie Nishina (Clannad (After Story))

Himika Akanya: Laala Manaka (PriPara), Ritsuka Tachibana (Dance with Devils), Zircon (Land of the Lustrous)

Rosabella Beauty

Chiaki Omigawa: Maka Albarn (Soul Eater), Valkyrie (Luck & Logic), Naomi Tanizaki (Mob Psycho 100)

Mariya Ise: Yuka Kano (Onegai My Melody), Urara Kasugano/Cure Lemonade (Yes! Pretty Cure 5), Levy McGarden/Romeo Conbolt (Fairy Tail)

Aina Aiba: Tokoha Anjou (Cardfight!! Vanguard G: NEXT/Z), Yukina Minato (BanG Dream!), Claudine Saijou (Revenue Starlight:RE LIVE)

Prudence Step

Saori Hayami: Razette, Burupya, Taijo, etc. (07 - Ghost), Miki Arai (Say "I Love You"), Yumeko Jabami (Kakegurui - Compulsive Gambler)

Ami Koshimizu: Ryuko Matoi (Kill la Kill), Kallen Stadfeld (Code Geass), Leonmichelli Galette des Rois (Dog Days)

Aoi Koga: Sora Kaneshiro (Angel's 3 Piece), Paimon (Genshin Impact), Kaguya Shinomiya (Kaguya-sama: Love is War)

Charlotte Step

Rie Kugimiya: Alphonse Elric (FullMetal Alchemist), Kagura (Gin Tama), Nagi Sanzenin (Hayate the Combat Butler)

Yui Horie: Eri Sawachika (School Rumble), Fiena (Orphan), Honey Kisaragi (Re: Cutie Honey (OVA 2004)

Chinatsu Akasaki: Nanami Akasaki (Sacred Seven), Akane Hino (The Idolmaster Cinderella Girls), Alice Nakiri (Food Wars!)

Justine Dancer

Nanae Katou: Ahiru/Princess Tutu (Princess Tutu), Miki (Shugo Chara), Kakeru Megane (Inazuma Eleven)

Yoshino Nanjo: Eli Ayase (Love Live!), Maaya Awatsuki (A Certain Scientific Railgun), Shirabe Tsukuyomi (Senki Zesshou Symphogear)

Chinatsu Akasaki: Nanami Akasaki (Sacred Seven), Akane Hino (The Idolmaster Cinderella Girls), Chinatsu Hiyama (Welcome to the Ballroom)

Nina Thumbell

Aimi: Suiko (Cardfight!! Vanguard), Kazumi Tokiwa (Futari wa Milky Holmes/Tantei Kageki Milky Holmes TD), Kasumi Toyama (BanG Dream!)

Yui Horie: Millhiore Firianno Biscotti (Dog Days), Fiena (Orphan), Honey Kisaragi (RE: Cutie Honey (OVA 2004))

Kino Hina: Ootori Emu (Project Sekai), Fuwa (Star Twinkle Pretty Cure), Moon Rabbit Cake (Cookie Run: Kingdom)

And that is it! Thanks again for reading! Remember to show Sayuri some love too okay?

[udonangya]

中央区南５条西２７丁目の、釜や 円山本店で、牛肉うどん700、ミニカレー丼350、春菊と紅ショウガ天340、〆て1,390円也。

Beef udon noodles, Syungiku_red ginger kakiage tempura, and Curry rice at Kamaya, Nishi nijyunanachome, Minami gojyo, Chuo ward, Sapporo city.

[snuggetfish]

hi I love your Maji hcs 💖 if possible I would love a kinda silly one about Maji having to look after his s/o if they were sick (like with flu or something, nothing serious) I imagine he’d get SO flustered trying to make sure he’s doing enough for them, and he ends up doing so much that his s/o is like “can u chill” lol

also if it was the other way around - he’s almost certainly one of those people that doesn’t want to stop if he’s sick and has to be aggressively forced to rest haha

Ahhh so sweet 💙 

I share this headcanon for sure, Majima is the fretty type when it comes to his loved ones getting sick, to the point of being overbearing. He’ll insist that they stay in bed as much as possible, personally delivering them water, food and anything else they might need. For this he’ll even bring out a bit of his rusty customer service flourish - a platter for their tissue box, served on one knee, with a reverent incline of his head. All little in-jokes between them, since they know about his past. They serve to put a smile on their face and briefly take their mind off their runny nose... and off how annoying Majima is when he’s not home. 

Because you bet the man will call frequently to check on how they’re doing, sending Nishida or, worse, Minami over to help them with the most menial of tasks and to make sure they’re taking their meds as prescribed. Always coming back in the evenings with a different pack of pills or a syrup or some other kind of doodad the pharmacist managed to talk him into buying.

To Majima’s mind, the more zealously he treats it now, the faster it’ll go away, so you might even catch him trying his hand at... cooking. Soup is supposed to be good, right? He has an idea of the basic ingredients for a warming soup (ginger and spring onion seem to be favourites in Japan) but just those would make for a pretty boring broth so what if he added... fish fingers? A couple of sour plums? Potato chips? They all taste good on their own, surely they’re even better together! 😬

But listen, for all his clumsiness, Majima’s good at picking up on symptoms and, most importantly, being gentle. It’s normally difficult to glimpse his caring side, but now it shines through in the intimate moments where he takes off his glove to tenderly press a hand to their forehead, checking for fever. Or where he tries to spoon-feed them his “concoction” before having a taste of it himself and promptly running down to the Poppo to pick up some oden instead. 

To be this perceptive, he’s of course gotta hang around them a lot and hanging around a sick person, plus also snuggling and kissing them (he doesn’t even think to stop doing it, it’s a reflex by now) means that, well... he catches it too.

For Majima, the signs of a flu are easier to mask. Everyone knows he suffers from allergies, so they don’t think much of his sniffles and sneezes. Coughing is as well expected from such a heavy smoker. But there’s one thing he can’t hide very effectively: the way his voice deepens 👀 

The Majima family boys normally only get to hear their boss’ low tone when he’s really pissed, so they have an instant reaction of fear when Majima greets them one morning with a downright growl. His partner, on the other hand... they’re smitten. Who cam blame them? He could be recounting the most boring of stories, complaining about some clan meeting or another and they’re just hanging on his every word.

Though as irresistible as his deep voice is, the first touch of Majima’s skin will reveal he’s running a little warm, much more than usual. And here your guess is absolutely right - the only way to get him to stay in bed now is to offer some company... or better still, to tackle him and not let go 💙

[leenaevilin]

[Update] 家庭教師ヒットマンREBORN! tthe STAGE -episode of FUTURE- (katekyou hitman reborn! the stage -episode of future-)

cast & visuals update under the cut^^

Cast:

Neeko as Reborn (リボーン)

Takenaka Ryouhei as Sawada Tsunayoshi (沢田綱吉)

Harashima Motohisa as Gokudera Hayato (獄寺隼人)

Yamamoto Ryousuke as Yamamoto Takeshi (山本武)

Uesugi Teru as Sasagawa Ryouhei (笹川了平)

KIMERU as Lambo (ランボ)

Kitamura Kento as Hibari Kyouya (雲雀恭弥)

Asakura Fuyuna as Chrome Dokuro (クローム髑髏)

Wada Masanari as Rokudou Mukuro (六道骸) ※ video appearance only

Itou Yui as Sasagawa Kyouko (笹川京子)

Motonishi Sakiho as Miura Haru (三浦ハル)

Saeki Ryou as Irie Shouichi (入江正一)

Kishimoto Takuya as γ

Miyazawa Yuu as Genkishi (幻騎士)

Miyoshi Daiki as Gloxinia (グロ・キシニア)

Higuchi Yuuta as Rasiel (ジル)

Toman as Ginger Bread (ジンジャー・ブレッド)

Tominaga Yuuya as Spanner (スパナ)

Takahashi Saki as Uni (ユニ)

Hayashida Kouhei as XANXUS

Takasaki Shungo as S Squalo (S・スクアーロ)

Oomi Shouichirou as Belphegor (ベルフェゴール)

Kai Chihiro as Fran (フラン)

Yamada James Takeshi as Dino (ディーノ)

Shinbara Minami as Lal Mirch (ラル・ミルチ)

Kosaka Ryoutarou as Kikyo (桔梗)

Shioguchi Ryouhei as Zakuro (ザクロ)

Toman as Deisy (デイジー)

Fuji Aya? as Bluebell (ブルーベル)

Nakada Hiroki as Byakuran (白蘭)

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[freyrmichokolatte]

Dr. Stone Headcanon for @paultiteuf360!

There was a child

A small, tiny, helpless, little child that has no parents. Inside of the laboratory.

To make the story short, Chrome tripped on a rock and a revival fluid came out from a sack and went flying to the petrified boy

And that leads to where we are now

The little boy currently has a piece of cloth wrapped on his body since Yuzuriha is currently busy with her own bussiness

They don't know what to do

According to the boy, his name was "Nikolai Galanis". He might be born from Russia or Greece due to his accent and name, according to Gen at least.

Also he's a ginger

They don't mind it tho they don't really care

Yuzuriha finally cam back from her work and immediately sew descent clothes for Nikolai

A few days had passed and during those few days, the Science Kingdom have been taking care of Nikolai

The females especially

Kohaku Ruri, and Suika (11 yrs old) had always wanted a younger brother

The Starlight Sisters enjoy his company too

*Cue every Female pampering Nikolai

Actual heacanons starting here

Nikolai would always ask Kohaku and Ruri how to be like them

He would play pretend as a "Fearless and Strong Warrior" just like Kohaku

He also play as a "Gentle but but Brave Prince" just like Ruri (He knows that Ruri is a priestess not a princess)

Minami would always show him some of her picture taken works

She takes pictures of Nature and give them to Nikolai so he can color it since Nikolai loves to draw and paint(yes they have coloring utensils)

Out of all the girls and women, Nikki and Yuzuriha would watch over Nikolai the most

Yuzuriha would teach Nikolai how to stitch because he has nothing better to do

Spoiler: He enjoyed it

Nikki gives him piggy-back-rides whenever he wants

Nikolai called her сестра (sister)

She did not know what that means

Nikki sobbed and squeezed Nikolai when Gen explained what сестра means

The Starlight sisters kept sobbing on his cuteness

They would squish and gently squeeze his chubby cheeks

Big-Sister-Forehead-Kisses everyday and every minute

Despite still being claimed as an enemy of the Kingdom of Science, Nikolai likes Homura

Homura finds it strange that a child would want to her to be his company

But she can't possibly tell him to screw off he's a child

They play bingo and UNO :]

The kids are happy that they have another playmate to play with

Suika, Mirai, and Namari (Ishigami Village's child artist) plays with him the most

Nikolai and Namari bonds over drawing and painting

They would also share their tips on drawing and painting

Mirai likes to make flower crowns with everyone and that includes Nikolai

Would put flowers on his head sometimes

Suika taught Nikolai everything she knows about being sneaky so he could also be a crewmate

He sadly got caught because his hiding spot was way too obvious

They didn't bother to turn back because they're already on the middle of the ocean anyway

Hurray

More headcanons about Nikolai and Dr. Stone women coming soon (Treasure Island arc) because they need more screen time and @paultiteuf360 requested for this

Might also make a Nikolai info dump

[cxrsedsouls]

The Clans ;; Dawn of a New Age ( Part One )

Crimson irises flicker between the group spread out before her, face a mask of disinterest. “Kyoko,” her voice was low, but it carried the weight of all Bryony had heard and her judgements. “You are the one who led the rebellion, are you not?”

The redhead bowed her head, though her frame remained tense as if awaiting whatever punishment may come her way. “I am, My Queen. The cla-…” she was silenced by the pale hand that rose, a simple move but more than enough to show that Bryony had no interest in hearing excuses.

“This rebellion, it killed hundreds of our kind, imprisoned many more. The clans are in their weakened state because of your actions.” Pale lips pull thin, heated gaze steady on the clans current leader and not one there wished to be in their friends place at this moment.

“My Queen, if I may, this was long overdue. While our numbers are low, the loyalty and duty is far greater. What is left is now those who truly support the survival and progress of the clans in ways that were never considered before.” This time a brunette spoke up, emerald eyes leveling on their Queen with an intensity that mirrored her belief in those words.

“Nishimora…” the Queen muttered, as if having to remind herself who each of them were. “Emi, is that right? You believe this even though your clan has nearly been extinguished? How many members remain? How much have you come to rely on the Kuranagi’s as of late?”

How Bryony knew all of this, the others could only guess. It seemed as if even though their Queen wanted nothing to do with the clans, she still managed to keep updated on everything that was happening. “The Kuranagi’s have been incredibly supportive to my clan, far more than I could have ever asked for.”

She doesn’t respond to Emi, instead turning her gaze to the man sitting the closest toward her. “How much has the Kuranagi’s work suffered from taking on the duties of the Nishimora’s?”

Seiji’s voice was soft, but full of certainty as his silver-blue gaze fixed itself upon Bryony. “While our work has suffered a bit, it is not to the extent you may think. The Kuranagi’s, as it stands, suffered the least from the rebellion and still currently have nearly all of its members.”

Bryony didn’t bother herself with a reply once more, leaning back in her seat as those fiery eyes danced between each member before her. She didn’t bother to even ask why each clan leader was here except for the one from the Kuranagi’s. It seemed to be nothing more than a waste of time to wonder. “Do I even need to address the mess that has become of the Yamazaki clan?” Crimson met the ginger gaze of Minami, judgement clear within her eyes. In response, all Minami could do was bow her head. She knew there was no defending the actions of her clan over the last few centuries.

“You have come to me requesting assistance to rebuild what you all have destroyed, to accept the changes you have made to the clans that you did not belong making and the shame you all have brought to the very name of the clans as well as my own name?” If merely a look could kill, the four of them would likely perish where they sat, each one stiffening under the heat of her gaze. The weight of her accusations.

“My Queen, this is exactly why no one but you can help us.” Kyoko spoke up once more, voice steady and her gaze just as intense. It was clear to all how deeply she believed in their plans. “We need to increase our numbers, to create new clans, but most of all, we need to keep the values that have been implanted since the rebellion in place in order to avoid our people from falling once more. When our kind has no say in their lives, they live in misery and any loyalty and sense of duty is lost.”

Bryony couldn’t deny that she had seen how loyalty to the clans had dwindled over the centuries, though she had debated stepping in long ago but had decided to watch how things played out instead. “And just what are these changes you speak of?”

The question had all four of the members surprised, they expected Bryony to, at least at first, brush off the idea of any changes, but to see that she was willing to hear them out had hope burning anew. “No member shall be forced to become one of us, no one can ever feel loyalty to a place they are forced to remain.” Kyoko responded, hands gripped tightly within her lap.

“Arranged marriages, unless requested by a member, are no longer required.” This came from Emi, while Bryony wasn’t aware of the circumstances surrounding the brunettes arranged marriage, all the others were and each glanced towards her with a hint of sadness lingering in the gaze. And Emi hated it. Still Bryony didn’t speak, instead awaiting to hear the next on what she assumed would be a long list of demands. As expected, they did have quite the list and their Queen listened to each one of them without interruption. But only when it came to the end, finally she stood up, the others following suit as would be expected of them.

“I shall take all of your requests into great consideration but know this, my involvement comes at a cost and I have some requirements of my own.”

[storytell]

wanted interactions but on a muse by muse basis

i’m gonna cut to the chase! this is going to be a long post. i have like 102 muses. buckle up, gang!

twain: literally any crossover characters. if i follow you and you don’t have any BSD muses i have thought about sending twain at your muse(s).

tetcho: in regards to bsd, dazai and kenji. in regards to other fandoms, keith (vld), shiro (vld), kagami (ml), lan wangji (mdzs), wei wuxian (mdzs), and ushijima (hq!!)

margaret: any of the other bsd ladies. 

gogol: literally anyone at this point.

natsume: in regards to bsd, melville, hirotsu, and ochi. in regards to other fandoms, any hero from ML.

ranpo: tetcho. in regards to other fandoms, any hero-in-training in bnha (in his bnha verse), claire (baccano!)

mushitaro: ranpo or poe.

ayatsuji: anyone at all. i’m not picky. please let me write him

kajii: same applies, but i would like to interact with a yosano, chuuya, or akutagawa.

lovecraft: chuuya, dazai, fitzgerald, steinbeck.

katai: kunikida.

shibusawa: dazai, fyodor, atsushi.

topaz/karma: any muse that has a habit of adopting kids in need.

agatha: fyodor, fitzgerald.

gide: oda.

lucy: twain, steinbeck, marinette (ml), for some reason a lot of hq!! characters tbh.

ochi: melville, shiro (vld), coran (vld), victor (baccano!).

dogra magra: literally just q.

akutagawa: at this point? anyone.

yuzu: chuuya.

steinbeck: idk. lovecraft, maybe? also fitzgerald.

poe: ranpo, mushitaro.

dazai: kunikida, oda.

q: anyone. i feel like a sham because i’ve had them for a couple months and just have not written them once.

teruko: any of the other dogs, dazai, kunikida.

victor (frankenstein): really any bsd character. possibly agatha.

huck: any guild member, kenji, q, elise.

kenji: anyone and everyone, whether they’re in universe or a crossover muse.

fitzgerald: steinbeck, alcott, any guildie really, fyodor, dazai, agatha.

genji: mccree, reyes, moira, angela, hanzo, lena

tracer: emily, widow, hana, winston, genji, lucio

widow: reaper, sombra, sigma, lena, moira

ashe: mccree, idk man literally anyone else

casino: any of team meka, pretty much any overwatch character

momiji: ANYONE from the unlimited.

gentle: i have no idea

pixie-bob: other pussycats!

manga: kuroiro, honenuki, kinoko, bondo

tamaki: mirio, nejire, kirishima, fatgum

roland: OLIVIER!!!!!

all of love: any child. she has a problem with adopting children.

the mother: literally anyone. i havent written her in 84 years.

tsurugi: touma, oikawa (hq!!), dazai (bsd), chuuya (bsd), luck (baccano!)

belkia: gogol (bsd).

ray: i dunno. pretty much anyone.

tetsu: tetcho (bsd), fukuzawa (bsd), tsukishima (hq!!)

gear: ronny (baccano!)

niccolo: any of his subordinates or illdio.

iori: yumi, miyako, tooru, the gandors (baccano!), tsurugi

minami: yuuri, guang-hong, leo, hinata (hq!!)

seung-gil: n/a

shiroe: naotsugu, tetra, william, shiro (vld), kunikida (bsd)

maryelle: naotsugu, henrietta

tatara: akatsuki, maryelle

dinkuron: anyone! but especially william and prometheus.

rieze: henrietta, allura (vld)

KR: leonardo, twain (bsd)

souji: shiroe, fukuzawa (bsd), esperanza (baccano!)

kinjo: anyone at all. please.

alibaba: ^

koumei: ^

lwj: ^

jzx: jiang yanli. jin ling.

a-qing: xiao xingchen and song lan. maybe xue yang.

mxy: wei wuxian.

nmj: jin guangyao, lan xichen.

fukase: other vocaloids.

jack: literally anyone.

monika: ^

yura: sergei, sanya, lance (vld), twain (bsd), steinbeck (bsd), jacuzzi and nice (baccano!)

KT: yura, kenji (bsd)

sergei: yura, sanya, olya, nikita, kolya

lizzie: ashlynn, alistair, duchess

darling: apple, daring, dexter, raven, ginger, maddie, briar, rosabella

kyoya: any host club member

kagami: marinette, adrien, luka, lila

nathaniel: marc, marinette, adrien, pv felix, nino, mylene, juleka

luka: juleka, marinette, adrien, rose, ivan

wells: anyone from poe party.

eliott: ^

the watcher: keisha. pretty much anyone.

nice: donny, nick, rail

claire: rachel, czes, chane, melvi, fyodor (bsd), fitzgerald (bsd), dazai (bsd), chuuya (bsd), jono (bsd), lance (vld)

maria: adele

isaac: literally every single muse ever. crossover or not. please.

berga: idk.

donatello: anyone.

lua: carol

dallas: anyone who will do one of two things: kick his ass, or help him become a better person.

rachel: claire, czes, nice, isaac & miria

christopher: GRAHAM

gabriel: cazze, claire

chaini: any member of the gang.

ladd: lua, graham, isaac, firo, huey, claire.

huey: victor, maiza, elmer, monica, claire, chane, leeza, any of the homunculi, sham, FYODOR (bsd), agatha (bsd)

victor (talbot): maiza, any of his subordinates.

tsukishima: literally any hq!! character.

daishou: ^

cass: at this point? anyone.

ramona: the countess, liz, iris, sally, john.

march: the countess, tristan, sally

gatsby: daisy, nick, any guild member (bsd)

[xxraimeixsutoxx]

Information.

Name: Airi Kantor (preferred)| Airi Hatsunori (legal) Nicknames: Ai, Short Stack, Muonagaki, Dumbass, Arrowhead, Airiola, Ginger Tits, Pipsqueak, Arrowita Race: Quincy Ethnicity: 1/2 Japanese, 1/2 German Birthday: April 14th Age: 16+ (Depends on the roleplay) Gender: Female Height: 5' 4'' Weight: 106 lbs Blood Type: AB Affiliation: N/A, she enjoys her solitude Occupation: Waitress, Student, Shrine Maiden Relatives: Zeru Hatsunori (father), Alice “Arisa” Kantor (mother), Erika Suzuyama (step-mother), Minami Hatsunori (half-sister, deceased) Education: High School Level Hair Color: Chestnut Brown Eye Color: Azure Blue Personality: Depressed, Prideful, Brash, Bold, Intelligent, Superficial, Manipulative, Sly, Loyal, Independent, Childish Distinguishing Features: Her eyes are more rounded, similar to German/English looking people than Japanese. Birthmarks: On her lower back Scars: On the back of her neck from a previous battle, and on her stomach from her first fight with a hollow, and the occasional burn can be found if closely examined on her arms and legs from a previous battle with a hollow. Accent: Keihan accent Known Languages: Some German, Japanese, Some English, Some French Appearance: Scrawny, Timid, Shy, though that is until battle. In combat, she appears Intimidating, Calm, and Fierce Phobias: Witnessing the death of someone she loves, losing control of herself, snakes Mental Diagnosis: Post Traumatic Stress Disorder Past Treatments: Mandatory therapy with a counselor for 3 months Addictions: Cigarettes and Caffeine Criminal Record: Arson for setting fire to a school building (though it was to try and save everyone from a hollow) when she was 15. Strengths: Her determination to prove herself, Her pride in who she is, Her swordsmanship skills, her combat skills, and her dodging skills Weaknesses: Her one-track mind, her inability to properly aim with a long-ranged weapon such as her bow, her fragility with subjects like death, seeing a comrade down, the limitations of being "human" Signature Skill: Raimei Suto; The ability to envelop the reishi she absorbed into a wave around her rapier that flares out in a giant strike giving off a noise like thunder. Special Abilities: Unlike most quincy she cannot use a bow correctly from her ineptitude with aiming properly so instead of using her reishi to form a bow as a weapon she forms a rapier which she uses for combat, because of her melee skills from years of Kendo classes. She is skilled in kendo, ballet, fencing, and acrobatics all of which she incorporates into her style of combat. Outside of battle, she is skilled in singing, dancing, and cooking, though she does not like to do any of the three. Place of Residence: She lives in Karakura Town at a shrine near the river

[lonelypond]

Soldier Game: Operation LA Smile

NicoMaki, Love Live, 5.2K, 1/?

Summary: Soldier Game is called in to protect a team of fashion designers who have been assigned to smuggle scientific data into a hostile United States. Working as models requires a new skillset and Nishikino Maki's first encounter with Yazawa Nico explodes with tension.

ROUND ONE

Sprawling government complex. Full of busy offices, tracking numbers and citizens, calls and meetings being held in a variety of languages. Competent, concerned, efficient bustle. Take a left at the Innovation For A Cool Earth Liaison office, down a very quiet hallway, and take an elevator to the second floor, where the lights were lower, and noises of grunting and bodies falling could be heard. Third door to the right was slightly ajar and inside, Tojo Nozomi, long purple hued hair in a very professional ponytail, had printouts spread all over her desk. And the latest fashion magazines in a row at the top like a barricade. And on her very very secure government issue but Nozomi tweaked to make it even more secure laptop the message from RiceQueen, pleading for help biohacking a prophylactic treatment for the coronavirus. Nozomi’s supervisor stared at her from the doorway.

“Come inside and close the door.” Nozomi shut her laptop, “I’ve read through all the files you had forwarded..

The Deputy Minister nodded and shut and locked the door. “And your conclusion?”

“I think we should go through artistic channels rather than our usual operatives.” Nozomi waved at the chair opposite her.

“What do you mean?”

Nozomi slid a magazine toward the Deputy Minister, open to a page with the latest collection from FeatherSmile Designs. Intricately woven graphene fabric that lit up with neon kanji. “We would have to upgrade their tech, but I think they could carry the message effectively.”

“But they’re not agents. We’d be putting civilians at risk.”

“We give them minimal details and protection. I’d need Soldier Game.”

The Deputy Minister nodded. “They’ve been on standby for months so that wouldn’t be a problem.”

Nozomi glanced at her laptop. “I’ve built a personal relationship with our US contact. I’d like to be involved.”

“That’s unusual.” A tilt back in the chair. Nozomi was starting to lose her audience.

“She’s very skittish.”

“It is difficult to get US visas.”

“For a mini movie in LA? The Governor has negotiated higher threshholds for funded projects. Here’s my plan.” Nozomi handed over a folder that had been marking a particular fashion spread. “We bring FeatherSmile in under the cover of assisting with increasing the positive response to Japanese businesses and citizens. I have a contact in California we’ve used before, Kousaka Honoka.”

The Deputy Minister read the plan over, “Bold thinking, Tojo. May be useful on several fronts. I’m impressed.”

Praise for the obvious wasn’t something Nozomi wasted time over. “People are dying, ma’am. Ignorance and bigotry are on the rise. And someone has asked us for help.”

“So what’s our first step?”

“Contact Yazawa Nico and Minami Kotori. Bring them in. And inform Soldier Game of their new assignment. I’d like to see them on some photoshoots now, rolled out over the next two weeks in separate locations. Maybe one of them vacationing in the middle of celebrities. Send Nishikino for that. She’s got the status.”

The Deputy Minister typed quickly into her phone, “Anything else.”

“I’ll be taking my driver.”

“Of course.”

“I have a list of gear we’ll be needing. I’ll put Sonoda on that and let Rin assist.”

“Then I’ll put Ayase and Nishikino in the field this week while Sonoda preps.”

“Perfect.” Everything on Nozomi’s list had been checked off. Now to talk to the tech team about upgrading FeatherSmile’s textile output.

###

Nishikino Maki, bright red hair under a floppy straw hat, stretched out on the chaise, her book next to her, the sun hot against the skin exposed by her bikini. And then the waiter’s shadow blocked her light. She tipped up the hat, with a snarl, “Just leave it on the table.”

The waiter nodded, placing the tall glass. Maki held up a finger to keep the waiter’s attention, reached over, picked up the glass, and sipped.

“Too salty.’ Maki spat in the sand. A murmur of horror rippled down the row of seats. “Take it back. Tell your master mixologist that Bloody Marys should let the tomato juice shine.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

“And you’d better be back here before I finish this chapter.” Maki picked up her book and took her sunglasses off, “Management fires my least favorite employee each and every day. Survival of the fittest.” Maki winked. “Or the cutest.”

Next to Maki, a banking dynasty scion fresh from the London School of Economics rolled her eyes at the vapidness of the idle rich. Nishikino had landed in Hawai’i last Thursday and by the weekend had been spoken of in terror by hotel staff members all across the Big Island.

 ###

Ayase Eli, blond hair in a tight bun, stretched, laying back across the barre, smiling at the smaller woman waiting next to her. “It’s been too long since I’ve had a job with a full dance studio.”

“Oh, are you a dancer?”

“Trained in Russia.” Eli’s tone was polite enough but something in the icy blue of her eyes encouraged the other woman to shuffle farther down the barre. Eli did another perfect move, “It’s great that dance is having such a strong surge. I’m hoping to get a job on a movie in LA or something.”

“Oh, that’d be cool. It’s hard to get work in the US now, with their strict visa limits.” The smaller dancer moved from first to third position.

Eli leaned forward, relaxing, watching herself in the mirror, “But haven’t you always dreamed about Hollywood?”

“Who hasn’t?” The other dancer dropped into a full plie.

###

Sonoda Umi had the supply list memorized, with her own additions. Soldier Game had their own preferences. Dressed in a simple black pantsuit, light blue shirt, gun holster hidden, Umi swiped the pattern that opened the door for her. A clerk greeted her.

“Sonoda-san.”

Umi glanced at the nametag, “Fujioka-san. Please inform Tojo-san that I will meet her driver in the Armory.”

A bow and Umi moved through the checkpoint. That was one of Umi’s favorite things about having to work from Headquarters. There were no unnecessary conversations, everyone prided themselves on efficiency and detachment, Umi felt not at home, but at work. Which was one of Umi’s more productive places. And Umi’s productive places were Umi’s happy places.

###

Yazawa Nico swivelled her chair, forcing her eyes away from the multiple screens in front of her. “Nico knows the computer’s doing most of the work, but…” Nico shook her head, “This much information is making Nico’s brain hurt.”

 Minami Kotori, in a custom made Rumi Rock yukata, was pinning fabric to a dressmaker’s dummy. “Take a break. We can finish programming the looms later.”

“Nah.” Nico shook herself, slapping her face, “Sooner we get it done, sooner we can cut the garments. Did we get the model measurements?”

Kotori nodded, “All the details. Did you see the pictures?”

Nico closed her eyes, yes, she’d seen the pictures, but how do you...then Kotori interrupted her with a giggle, “I’ve been having the most...exquisite dreams.”

Nico decided a change of topic was her best strategy before Kotori breached TMI territory.

“Anything we make will drape well.”

“And practically drip off.” Kotori giggled.

Nico refused to be lured to after hours chatter. “I think the redhead would look great in that lilac twisted tweed you showed me.”

“Ooohh, it would really bring out the lavender in her eyes. Tweeds will also easily disguise any patterning.”

“Yeah, if we use the free color slot to match their individual eye colors…”

“Oh, I can see it,” Kotori stepped over to her drafting table, swift strokes creating three almost capes, Nico guessed from her distant, odd angle.

“So we’re going with a Fall/Winter book?”

“Would you rather see them model bikinis?” Kotori asked wistfully.

Nico dropped her head to her clasped hands, exhaling. What the hell kind of trap question was that to ask a respectful, modern woman so so gay she can’t stop thinking about her new co workers playing nude beach volleyball? There was no safe answer.

“This is so much flashier and more complicated than our usual drop jobs. Can’t we just…” Nico really needed a steady girlfriend so she wouldn’t get preoccupied by random curves.

Kotori frowned, she’d had a late night conversation with their international headquarters. “Command thinks this ask is a mole trying to get information about our operations.”

“Damn. So flashy it is. All personality. Nico nico ni.” Nico, hands raised to her temple, smiled, then sighed, shrewd glance meeting her partner’s.

“Yeah.” Kotori bit the air.

New information absorbed and back on task, Nico considered the juxtaposition of life saving science and sexy swimsuits. Too distracting. But then again, no one would believe it was about anything but pretty women in pretty clothing. Everyone underestimated pretty women. And none of the models were shy about their assets, from the pics Nico had seen.

“Bikinis. Nico just thinks no one will notice the thin pinstripes are actually graphene circuits if they have those models to look at.” Plus, if Soldier Game was investigating them, that little fabric would make guns or recording devices harder to conceal.

Kotori raised an eyebrow at Nico, “You always have the best ideas, Nico.” A few quick adjustments with her pencil and the capes become beach covers, in linen, not tweed, “Ready to wear, on demand we are. With reclaimed fabric. Eco friendly.”

“Eco sexy.” Nico snapped her fingers.

“Sexy sexy” Kotori giggled.

Nico decided a mutual review of their corporate sexual harassment policy was a very necessary next step.

###

Umi stopped, pivoted on her heel and glared over packed duffle bags at the short, energetic ginger haired woman bouncing down the hall after her.

“Let me help, Sonoda-chan.”

“Everything is wrong with that.” Umi stated through gritted teeth.

The ginger shrugged, mischief flicking in chartreuse eyes, “You won’t let me call you Umi-chan.”

“Hoshizora-san.” Umi stated deliberately, as an example, “Perhaps I could speak to your direct report.”

“Nozomi-chan? Oh sure, she always loves it when I stop by her office. She’ll have tea ready and we can talk about what I found out about…”

Umi stopped the spread of information as quickly as she could. “Where is Tojo-san’s office?”

“Right this way.” Hoshizora sped down the hall. Umi briefly wondered if the cat like gimmicky gestures were the actual result of some kind of genetic experiment with cheetahs, but surely there would have been more rumors. Hoshizora skipped -- skipped?!?!?! -- through a door and Umi increased her pace to catch up. Pausing, she knocked, but the door was ripped open, the mini cheetah hybrid speaking to someone inside, “Sonoda-chan wants to see you, Nozomi-chan. She doesn’t like…”

Umi stepped inside the room, stern. “I can speak for myself.”

Tojo was dressed appropriately for the office, in a dark suit, unlike her driver’s Nadeshiko Japan soccer jersey and jean shorts, exuded polite propriety. “Please take a seat, Sonoda-san. How can I help you?”

Hoshizora slid into the chair behind the desk, “Sonoda-chan” Hoshizora winked, “objects to my “‘overt familiarity and lack of respect.””

Nozomi had a slight smile that bordered on a smirk. Umi adjusted her initial impression. She was beginning to suspect that this division was not run to military specs. Nozomi’s voice was a giggly, syrupy mess with hints of rural accent, “Now, now, Lt. Commander, I’m sure you are aware that you will be undercover beginning tomorrow.”

“Of course. I read the dossier.” Umi started to prickle.

“So why do you object to my assistant following my orders that you be eased into a non military environment by ignoring a strict hierarchy.”

Hoshizora, Rin, Umi corrected herself, was rocking the chair back and forth, silently laughing. Umi cleared her throat, “I was not aware those were...Rin’s orders.”

Rin leaned forward, eyes wide, sticking out her tongue.

“Are you going to be aware of everything happening on this mission?” Nozomi asked quickly.

If I can be, Umi’s head went, but she just shook her head in lieu of a verbal reply.

“So, as you are temporarily under my command, you should be aware that I find keeping my charges in a state where they are continually alert leads to the most successful missions. Perhaps not as planned as what you are used to from your time with the Defense Forces, but our skillset needs to be more flexible.” Nozomi tilted her head, almost coquettishly, “Do you understand, Lt. Commander?”

“Of course.” Umi stood at attention, her eyes locking on Rin’s, “Umi will be fine from now on, Rin-san.”

“Rin.”

“Rin.” Umi grinned. Deliberately.

“Good.” Nozomi leaned back against her desk, relaxed, Rin spinning in the desk chair. “And call me Nozomi. Tomorrow, we meet Yazawa and Minami and we need to have our covers locked down.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

“Nope.” Rin giggled. “You’re slow.

Umi bowed. “My apologies, Nozomi. I won’t let you down.”

“I know you won’t. It’s why I requested your unit.”

Umi hadn’t been aware that the assignment had been an outside request. She’d been too eager to return to the field, even if it involved rather shameless activities. She made a mental note to pay more attention to details. And to cultivate Rin’s acquaintance. She seemed like the detail spilling sort.

“Where’s the tea, Nozomi-chan?” Rin rolled the chair to the credenza under the window.

“Why don’t you take Umi-chan down to the canteen and tell her about our last job.”

“Ooh, that’s a great idea. C’mon Umi, I’ll race you.” And Rin was out the door.

Umi glanced at Nozomi, who shrugged, “Better sprint.”

Umi sighed. So this was a test of physical as well as mental acuity. Fortunately, she had a route to take from here that would be a short cut. Umi headed to the window, raised it and dropped down two stories to the courtyard.

“Unexpected.” Nozomi watched as Umi landed lightly, then raced diagonally toward the kitchen’s loading doors. “Interesting.”

###

Maki Nishikino had never been subject to so much scrutiny. Especially while in this little clothing. The interest in the narrowed ruby eyes was clinical and the fingers that reached out to adjust the bow at her breast were disturbingly impersonal. She reverted to a childhood habit and wrapped her arms around her torso, stepping away from this Yazawa person with a frown.

“This one can’t seem to smile…” “Maki.” Maki snapped and Yazawa raised an eyebrow. “Call me Maki.”

“Maki.” Yazawa bit off every syllable, “doesn’t seem to get sunny or smiling so we’ll have to go for moody sexy on the shoot.” Yazawa stepped back, hands on hips, eyes still roving over Maki’s body in a way that made Maki feel like she was wearing even less. “So either slightly less fabric or a lot more.” “I can smile.” Maki bared her teeth at her antagonist.

Nico shook her head, relaxed her lips in a smile that somehow seemed to make the air glow around her, then called back casually over her shoulder, “Less clothing, maybe lose the top, lots of mood lighting, a fabric that will shimmer. Make a note for the photographer. Cool, wet mystery.”

Maki would have choked when Nico said wet with a smack of her lips but she was fortunately not drinking anything, just reaching out her hand for the water bottle

Now the other designer, Kotori was staring at Maki with speculative, measuring eyes, “Yes, I see what you mean, Nico. Maybe something that looks like washed up on a rocky shore.” “Mermaid? Hmmmm…” Nico gave  Maki one more head to toe examination, shrugged, rolled her eyes, and turned away, “Show me a sketch.” Maki pulled on her coverup and retreated to a chair, knees pulled up, trembling with anger and embarrassment. This was not what she expected this assignment to be. Where was someone she could kick? Or suture? Or shoot? Where were Umi and Eli?

Kotori suddenly purred as the door opened, “Oh, hello, Sonoda-san. Welcome to our temporary studio.” 

Maki thought studio was a generous description for a grungy boxing gym with a green screen set up in front of the ring.

Umi stepped in, dressed for some reason in her kendo workout gear, while Maki was wearing this wisp of thing that would get washed away in a light swell on a calm lake. Both Nico and Kotori were suddenly all attentive to the newcomer.

Umi, as polite as ever, bowed, “My apologies for my tardiness. One of my students had a minor injury I needed to tend.”

“Are they all right?” Kotori asked.

Umi nodded. “Just a small accident.”

“Good. We had a chance to start with Maki.” Kotori waved a hand in the direction of the chair, “If you’ll follow me into the locker room, I’ll get you suited.

“I am at your command.” Maki snorted, loud enough that Umi would hear so Umi pinched up her lips in a frown at the volume, Maki rolled her eyes and then was distracted by Nico with her hands on the arms of Maki’s chair, “Eyes here, Red.”

Maki was startled and snarled. “What do you want?”

Nico sighed, “Okay, Nico knows your brand is temperamental celebrity and we want other temperamental celebrities to see how all…” Nico flipped her hand dismissively at Maki, “this looks in our swimsuits, but it’ll help if you’re at least polite on the set. Don’t etiquette classes come with the wealth package. Or do you like getting thrown out of countries?”

“I can be civil.” Maki said coldly. “Oh good. Nico can’t wait to hear it. Now can you smile? Watch me.” WIthout even a beat, Nico leaned in, staring deeply into the depths of Maki’s eyes, paused just long enough that Maki’s breath caught, and then hopped back, a manic gleam in her eye and a sunblast of a smile on her face, “Nico Nico Ni needs you to act as pretty as you look.” Then there was a wink and Nico twirled, her back toward Maki and Maki had a minute to recover, “Nico will grab a camera and we’ll try the poses again.”

Maki groaned. Nico heard it and hesitated as she picked up the camera. Nico wasn’t a cruel woman. For all the red carpet photo shoots and TWIG selfies, this would be Nishikino’s first professional photoshoot. Which is part of why Nico was drill sergeanting Maki into the patented, 125% successful Nico Nico Ni practice practice practice mindset. The brat, though attractive in the conventional burn down the seacoast with laser eyes sense, would benefit from the confidence that came from repetition. Nico grabbed her oversized pink hoodie from the director’s chair and as she turned with the camera in hand, she tossed it at Maki, “Put this on.”

Maki hesitated, then shrugged into it, relaxing slightly at the warmth and additional coverage, “Why?” Nico shrugged, “This is just a practice shoot, you don’t need to freeze.”

“How did you?” Maki blushed when Nico raised an eyebrow and flicked her glance to Maki's chest for a second. Maki immediately looked anywhere but Nico, “I can handle it.” “Yep. Sure you can, Ma-ki. But tell the camera that.” “Huh?”

Nico raised the eyepiece, pointing the lens at Maki, “Confront the camera. Nobody worth your time wants passive pretty. We want fight.” Nico chuckled, “Hate hot. Flirt fight.”

“Flirt fight?” Maki said slowly, actually glad for some direction. “With you?” Nico lowered the camera, “With the lens. Nico’s not even here.” She raised her hand in front of her face like a magic trick and then Maki was looking at the lens again. Maybe if she imagined a target? 

Nico decided to help, “So what makes you mad?”

Maki’s lip twisted, “Exploitation.”

Fancy word. Nico wondered if that was personal.

“What makes you happy?” Maki shrugged.

Not thrown off by no answer, Nico kept up the patter, Soldier Game needed to up their casual talk game, Nico was doing all the work here. Of course, she was prepared to do all the work. Nico relied on no one.

“Hobbies?” Nico kept moving, her voice even. “Music.” Maki’s posture opened. “I play the piano.” “Nico cooks. Pick up those boxing gloves and put them on.” Commands camouflaged in conversation, after years in the fashion business Nico was a master.

Maki walked over to the table and laced into them.

“Hit the heavy bag.”

This was better, Maki thought as she pounded into the leather, feeling a little like Steve Rogers, stuck in a place he didn’t want to be.

“Classical?” 

“Jazz. Spent a lot of time in America, studying…Ellington, Basie, Baker, Chet, and Jospephine, Bessie Smith for the blues…” Maki had an easy rhythm going, hardly noticing Nico clicking away. “Then…” a snarl, “everything got openly toxic for women and Asians so I hit the road.” Good cover, Nico thought. Maki was Soldier Game's American link. “And you know Ayase and Sonoda how?”

“School. Families.” Maki shrugged, “We know the same…” her voice hardened, “people.”

“Got a jazz trio going?” Nico asked lightly. Maki laughed, the mood dispersing, rolling her shoulders and shaking out her arms before attacking the bag again.

“Look at me.” Not a request.

A graceful turn, sharp purple eyes snapped onto Nico, narrowing, curious, alert, cardigan slipping unnoticed off a shoulder, strong legs braced for the next blow.

“Got it.” Nico announced, lowering the camera with a flair. 

Maki tilted her head, “Got what?”

“Nishikino Maki.” Nico glanced down at her viewscreen, ruby eyes with a happy twinkle. “I’m about to rethink our whole campaign. Kotori likes sweaty.” Nico froze. Oh damn, she’d better go rescue the kendo champ.  “Wait here, Cassius.” And Nico hustled to the dressing room.

###

Kotori was sitting primly, legs crossed, hands folded in her lap, eyes never leaving the muscles on Umi’s back as the other woman changed into the swimsuit Kotori had chosen for her.  Nico barrelled through the door, Umi gasped and grabbed for a towel, and Kotori frowned and turned, “Nico, I was concentrating.” “Sure you were. But Nico has this genius idea. I took some pics of Red there,” Nico flicked her thumb back toward where Maki was slouching in the door, “with gloves and my hoodie over the suit and you’ll love the aesthetic. Just take a look. Plus, I ran a quick search on boxers…” “When did you have time?” Maki wondered. “There was a whole hallway; Nico is fast.” Nico slid next to Kotori, “Found Muhamad Ali quotes. One of them is “I’m too fast. I’m too smart. I’m too pretty." And with these three...”

“Nico” Kotori turned, wide eyed, hands reaching for Nico’s while Umi and Maki shared a confused glance, “That’s PERFECT.” “Nico knows.” “People will swoon.” Nico took a quick glance back at Maki, “Nico knows. And Ali's an American icon, so cultural resonance. Coated in pop culture candy."

Kotori stood up, muttering, totally ignoring Umi, who was standing with a towel clasped at breast level offering some cover for her bare torso. “Just a few changes, maybe robes, maybe some of those big, satin shorts, sliding down…” Kotori swept her hand down her hip.

“Nico can see it.” “Now that I’ve seen them I can…” “Yeah, yeah, less talk, we get on a plane in tomorrow, go make magic happen.” Nico shoved Kotori from behind, forcing the designer seamstress into a stumble toward the door. Nico picked up Umi’s shirt from where Kotori had been sitting on it, handing it to the owner with a wink, “You can thank Nico later.”

Umi grabbed on to the lifeline and nodded. 

“When Kotori finds you again, tell her Nico’s in the gym, setting up a few things for tomorrow’s shoot.” “Of course, Nico.” Umi buttoned up quickly.

“Thanks, champ.” Nico blew a kiss as she bounded out of the room, past Maki with barely a side glance. Umi chuckled.

“You’re amused?” Shocked, Maki settled across a bench, twirling a curl of hair.

“By Nico?" Umi considered. "Yes. She and Kotori have an interesting working dynamic. Completely different from ours, but just as professional in its own way, I think.”

Maki looked doubtful. “She seems a little flaky.”

“It’s mostly for show.”

“Really?”

“Yes, like when a bird displays its full foliage.”

“To impress someone? With flakiness?” “With energy. Very desirable from a mating perspective.” “You want to ma…” Umi, now flustered, rushed to interrupt Maki’s question, “Birds, birds do such things to attract a mate. I am a complete professional, as always.”

“As expected.” Maki agreed. Umi never cracked. Eli would occasionally start to have...Maki hated the f word....feelings, but Umi, Umi was always 100% on the job, ready, focused. Maki relied on that. What Maki did with....emotional precursors was work them out, leave them to wilt in the blaze of the open, actively exhaust her imagination so she didn’t have to wonder about things. Remembering a flare deep in devilish eyes and hands confidently maneuvering a camera, Maki considered if acting on the impusles flashing through her thoughts would be best before she got on a plane with Nico and flew into even more unfamiliar territory, Maki knew how she worked, and she knew who and what she would be thinking about. Nico’s exacting glance had had a tactile quality and Maki’s skin felt like it had been barely brushed by exploring fingertips. Which was going to be distracting. And Maki knew too well that distractions could be deadly.

“I’ll be in the gym. Don’t find me.” Maki decided.

Umi withheld her commentary. Every job was dangerous. Every Soldier prepared in her own way.

###

Nico had taken the green screen down and was in the center of the boxing ring, looking through a frame made by her fingers, muttering. Maki slid a weight in front of the door and approached the ring, hanging over the ropes.

“I saw you looking at me.” Accusatory snap. Why not? Hate hot. Nico had said that. Nico inhaled, sighed, and turned with hands open, “Look, Nico is sorry, and is so so professional, but you’re just so…” “Hot.” Maki ran a hand through her hair, “I know.” Switch the mood, check. Nico’s expression soured, “Okay. When did Nico sign up for your publicity blasts?"

“I don’t DO relationships," Maki announced, as if Nico had not spoken, "but you’re obviously into me, we have to work together, and I’d really rather not spend a lot of time wondering about whether you’re any good in bed,” Maki stepped through the ropes, strutted toward Nico, making certain to brush by the shorter woman, “like...you know.” And Maki shrugged, casually as she turned, and offhand arrogant multiple x rated seXXXy flashed neon in Nico’s mind.

Nico shook herself, quickly recalibrating the expected response. Ms. Too Cocky For Containment, Too Shy for Eye Contact here obviously wanted Nico to skip the apology phase and go right to impress. “Nico does fine. No complaints. Thousands of need more Nico texts.”

Maki’s quirked eyebrow read dubious as she leaned back, with liquid grace, in the corner of the ring. “Sure. Because your lack of detail encourages belief.” Amethyst eyes dared Nico.

Was this a trap designed to lower Nico’s defenses? Work of the mole? She and Kotori had decided wariness was essential with the new security team, but showing weakness was no way to keep the upper hand. And Nico thrived on the offensive.

“Would you like pics?” Two steps and Nico had blocked Maki into the corner, and the grungy, windowless gym had shrunk to the size of the ring as the combatants sized up their next moves, “Testimonials?” The tip of Nico’s nose had now landed a jab against Maki’s as dark pink lips landed the verbal followup, snapping, “Nico doesn’t even need a bed.”

Nico knew there was a big chance that saying that would completely blow the atmosphere and the super stupidly hot redhead who wouldn’t stop looking super stupidly doable would just collapse into hysterics. And, Nico thought, honestly that might have been a relief, because right now, Nico was pretty pretty sure pretty pretty Maki was smoldering with some fire Nico didn’t start and Nico wasn’t sure exactly what was supposed to happen. Or if everything would just explode.  But Nico had never gotten anywhere by not being bold.

“Oh really?” Maki pushed herself up, voice trembling slightly to belay the confidence in her actions, but as the movement rippled through her abs to her bosom, the thinking parts of Nico’s brain, the ones that had been slowing her down, shut off and her hands shot out to grab Maki’s waist.

“I liked you better down here.” Nico dropped Maki onto the stool, leaning in, one hand sliding slowly over Maki’s ear, through her hair, fingers exerting the lightest pressure on the neck, other hand holding Maki at the back of the waist.

“Oh.’ That squeaked out of Maki and Nico was suddenly at her neck, nibbling, confident, certain, as she felt moans her...opponent, sure let’s go with boxing analogies, was swallowing. Maki had not anticipated Nico’s response to be this fast. Or...effective. Maki could feel her heart hammering and Nico’s nearness raising the hairs on her arms. Was this a standard thing for Nico and models?

Nico nipped the earlobe and timed with the shudder, went for the hook, “Want more?” following quickly with an uppercut, her lips on Maki’s throat, slipping to the jaw, hand sliding down to tease Maki’s breast. Maki almost convulsed, no longer asking questions, all of her attention now on Nico’s next advance.

Nico heard a hiss. But no words.

“What was that? Nico was now between Maki’s open legs, leaning in in a way that would have surprised her at the brazeness of the move, if Nico’d been thinking at all, but no, she wasn’t, so she pushed in and Maki leaned forward, even as she squirmed on the stool, legs bumping Nico’s waist, her arms slipping through to wrap themselves in the ring ropes to either side.

“Maki?” Nico avoided the lips, even as Maki nearly roared, concentrating on the reddening chest above Maki’s bikini top, a hand on the bow and the bikini fell open, and Nico stopped for a heartbeat, breathless, she would be going there, as soon as…

A hissed word full of whispery need. “yssss.” And Nico bit, and Maki screamed, and the stool got kicked out of the ring, and Maki was suspended against the ropes, head thrown back, hair in crazy, bouncing tousles, and Nico could never watch another boxing match again, and every taste and touch of skin was so soft and supple and Nico had to dodge a thrashing leg, and Maki was about to rip the stanchion out of the ring, and Nico freed Maki's arm from the ropes, and fell backwards with both of them like they’d switched to wrestling and with Maki on top, Nico even impressed herself, hands flittering as fast as butterflies, kisses hitting as hard as taps on the speed bag, Maki mouthing nothing that made sense. And, then, with a cry, it was over. And for just a brief second, Nico caught a bright glance wide with wonder, then long lashes fluttered closed, and Nico had to scramble for something to cover them both as Maki passed out.

“Wow.” Nico sat, catching her breath, back braced against the stanchion that had managed to survive upright, redhead snoring at her side, under a beach towel. “But what the hell?”

Maki muttered and Nico hushed immediately. Now was not a time for Sleepy Beauty to be wide awake in beast mode. Nico was thinking.

A/N: Twitter, where I live, was in a Bodyguard AU mood so it got me thinking. And all this Maki X Not Nico stuff also got me grumbling. And here we are. Can't promise when the next chunk will come, as I am working on finishing Apocalypse Midnight Dance Party chapters (and Tiger By The Tail) but I wanted to post this start. Enjoy. And stay safe. And drop me a song for my Soldier Game playlist.

[katdashes]

New Year’s Pt. 2

Okay so @terabots remember how I texted you about how Stan was screaming about the rain and ignoring the party? Well Ginger was too.

Why are they the more interesting sims? Explain.

[putschki1969]

2019/07/13 Blog post by Wakana 『都内の癒されスポットに行ったおはなし。』

『A story about me going to a healing place in the middle of Tokyo』

I rarely do so but I had lunch at a café. I had some time to spare before a work meeting so I thought I would spend that time in a fashionable café [Ron Herman Café]. Every time I had passed that shop in the past, I always thought to myself that I would like to eat lunch there one day. I ordered a huge Mexican cob salad with vegetables and chicken which came on top of a big tortilla. While I was enjoying my meal and silently mumbling to myself, “ohh, so yummy!”, I suddenly noticed a young boy who was around 4 years old, he was standing outside and had his arms stretched out towards the window in front of me, he was resting his cheek on his arms and giggled while watching me. “Ehh?!” A surprised sound espcaped me and I started laughing. All by myself. It must have seemed strange to the other people in the café, I am sure they were wondering what I was laughing about since I was all alone.  I waved at him (it took a lot courage) but he just continued watching me, I didn’t really know what to do so I just kept eating. *laughs* It is very embarrassing to have a stranger watch you at a close distance while you are eating. I had no idea it could be that embarrassing〜 These are the hardships of having lunch at a fashionable café all by yourself, it’s tough. Hello, this is Wakana (0￣▽￣0)／ He walked off somewhere, that boy who watched me eat while giggling...I wonder who he was... By the way, a video was uploaded the day before yesterday, it shows footage of me visiting "SHARE GREEN MINAMI AOYAMA". They had so many plants lined up there, all just waiting for me, it was a lot of fun〜 I had such a great time looking at all the succulents. There were also some cute plants with pretty leaves and flowers. No matter where you looked, everything was in full bloom, it was a such a healing experience. I took a little break in the on-site-café. I had a katsu-sandwhich and some fries. For my drink I chose something that’s called a cherry coffee soda...? A rare combination of iced coffee and ginger ale. It was delicious ♪ I wanna come here again. Hopefully at a time where they are not cultivating the lawn!

These days I am looking for a very particular long and big cactus. For the longest time I couldn’t remember its name, after being clueless for such a long time I finally decided to do some research, it seems like I am looking for a Columnar Cactus. It stands straight just like a pillar...You often see them in pictures that have a sort of Mexican interior vibe. I often see this kind of cactus at a shop I go to, everytime I walk past it I wanna buy it but unfortunately I have never taken a picture of it.  That’s why I tried drawing a picture for you *laughs*...I guess it doesn’t really look like a cactus, does it? More like a sea urchin? Since my drawing doesn’t do it justice I tried looking for pictures online, here I found some copyright free pictures. THIS, THIS!!! I want it so bad!! Aren’t they beautiful〜 However, these babies love the sun a lot so it’s very important to find a good place for them. There is only one place with a lot of sunshine and that’s my veranda... but I can’t leave it outside during the winter time because it’s too cold...they also do not really like the rain...they will eventually die when there is too much rain. Conclusion: I have absolutely no place where to put it. It is a really sad conclusion .... but I will continue to search for a way to provide the perfect place for it. I really want to have one of these babies in my home *laughs* Since we are already knee-deep in our cactus worshipping, let’s end this talk with the cactus that’s already living with me. This little guy here has very thin spines...in fact, he is the most dangerous among all my children. When I first brought him into my home I had trouble carrying him so I decided to turn him over with my hands. That was a terrible idea and hellish experience. I ended up with spines all over my hands and arms, I needed to pull them out one by one with a pair of tweezers. Ever since then I have a lot of respect for him and watch myself around him (I definitely won’t be touching you anymore!). I hope someday I can get more cactus friends for him〜 Well then, until next time〜⭐︎(*'▽’*)/ *** Wakana ***

2019/07/13 Instagram post by Wakana

「SHARE GREEN MINAMI AOYAMA」に行って来ました。 詳しくはブログで。 動画もあります。

I went to 「SHARE GREEN MINAMI AOYAMA」. Please read all the details in my blog post. There is also a short video. https://www.instagram.com/p/Bz2UWTcBoVt/

[madameapothecary]

guys i’ve reached PEAK OC X CANON DUMPSTER FIRE. Here’s Minami and Tenya’s future kids. Miyomi Iida Alias: Velocium Quirk: Jetpack A variant of her father’s quirk. The engines in her back can boost her speed and even make her fly. Likes: Sports, space Dislikes: Cold weather Favorite food: Strawberries Energetic and enthusiastic, Miyomi takes after her father, Ingenium, which is to be expected since he’s been her role model and favorite hero since she was young. However, instead of being invested in education, she focuses her passions more in athletics than anything. She takes initiative and is a strong leader in any team she joins. Miyomi is very athletic and strong and she always aims to be the best so she can be a hero just like her dad. ••••• Tetsuya Iida Alias: Zephyr Quirk: Vaporization Tetsuya inherited his maternal grandfather’s quirk, in which he can turn his body and certain small objects into vapor and then back to normal again. Likes: Reading, cats Dislikes: Loud noises Favorite food: Pickled ginger While his older sister is more like their father, Tetsuya is more like his mother—timid and introverted. Even as a hero, he would rather be a background helper or on a rescue team than on the front lines getting all the attention. His favorite hero is actually not either of his parents, it’s his “Uncle Deku” he looks up to the most. ••••• *They get along decently, but Tetsuya often finds his sister’s personality to be overwhelming. *Minami cried happy tears when she found out that neither of her children had inherited her odd quirk, grateful that they wouldn’t get picked on like she did. *Miyomi was kind of a brat growing up, but mellowed out and became more focused with age. *Tetsuya, however, spent most of his childhood clinging to his parents since he was so shy. *Tetsuya can play the guitar, but never tells anyone, because he doesn’t want the attention it brings. *Since Miyomi’s personality is so overbearing but her little brother’s is so laid back and timid, she often finds herself protective of him. Tetsuya doesn’t mind, he actually thinks it’s kinda sweet of her.