#had a lot of fun shooting this scene! there were a few poses i wanted to use but didn't because the champagne accessory was glitching :(

[alainas-sims]

Héctor’s Journal

Dirk invited me to a get-together at his place— it’s a quaintly decorated apartment in a way I almost would not expect from such a modern guy. Our friend circles have grown to overlap, and it turns out that Dirk himself has found a gal that he likes, my old classmate Katherine West. He and Katherine are such a lovely couple. The girls danced while we listened to swing music on Dirk’s radio and us guys exchanged drinks and smokes. Even in a city as wide and expansive as Los Angeles, in that evening, my world felt as small as my friend’s apartment, with laughter and smiles and my head warm from the alcohol and good times.

[jmdbjk]

JK's Seven live

JK starts off announcing his new single Seven. He immediately says he knows people will be disappointed it is just a single and not an album, but don't worry, he is working on a "full" album. It irritates me that he feels the need to even acknowledge this. JUST BE HAPPY HE'S CREATING NEW MUSIC OF ANY KIND.

He says he likes it and thinks we'll like it a lot and to look forward to it.

My take on perhaps what the MV might be like? He says its a feel good song that fits this time of year and since it was filmed in Los Angeles, the land of palm trees, sunny days and beaches I would expect a lot of outdoor scenes, people having fun, etc... because if it was all filmed on a soundstage, what was the point of filming in Los Angeles? Also, not a single leak of a pic of JK on set anywhere soooo hmmm...

The actor Han Sohee is supposedly very popular and edgy and I would imagine her fanbase and his will dovetail perfectly and the MV will be a match made in marketing heaven. The contact may have been made through Tae and his actor network. We don't know.

... and sorry, this won't be a p*rno film where they will be doing the nasty... no matter how much the homophobes think it will be. I mean... seriously? JK? Who had to get over his bashfulness of posing for cameras with no shirt under his Calvin Klein denim jacket?

Jimin had to gently break it to us that there would be female dancers just touching him (while fully clothed) in the Like Crazy choreo... and y'all think Kookie is going to be inserting his [blank] into a [blank] on camera? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.... HAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHAA... AHAHAHAHAHAAAA....

Anyway...

He also explained his album process is one where he is still working out what his colors and voice are. Which tells me he is much like Jimin in that though he is part of BTS, his central being is not creating the music but performing it. I hope he learns a lot from this process and is able to express his colors and voice to his satisfaction.

He talks about "resting" for so long and how much he really enjoyed this lengthy personal time. Back in February when people were sounding the alarm that he was being held back and forced to stop work... welll... he just said he chose to be a lump on the couch for a long time and apologized. DON'T APOLOGIZE KOOKIE! He's been running as BTS since he was a middle schooler, he deserves to be a lazy lump, JUST LIKE THE LAZY LUMPS EVERY ONE OF YOU ARE WHO JUDGE HIM AND HIS CHOICES ALL THE TIME.

He says the song Seven came about after a meeting with Bang PD and he heard the song and said MINE! I can't wait to see what Kookie did. I suspect this is the song he was recording when we saw this:

[April 16, 2023]

Kookie explains his new piercing:

Like bondage? Wait, that came out of nowhere... never mind, DON'T WANT TO TRIGGER ANY CLOSE-MINDED PEOPLE FOR GOD'S SAKES.

... what were you saying Kookie?

They always try to show "a different side" of themselves in their work. Their photo shoots have run the gamut of concepts. But Jungkook has indulged in tattoos and piercings for a few years now, experimenting first with the fake studs on his eyebrows before plunging in (literally) with a real eyebrow piercing.

You look like a cuddly bunny? Like a sweetie? Cuz you are?

His desire to be less "round" and more "sharp" is intriguing. Edgy is what I believe he's going for. His personality is edgy but perhaps not in the way he perceives "edgy" to mean. So he wants an outward appearance of edgy: tattoos, piercings, the whole motorcycle aura thing which reminds me, when are we going to see him straddling one of the bikes he supposedly owns?

Oh this explains everything...

[Paraphrasing for people in the back: Jungkook says to fuck off, he can do whatever he wants to his own body.]

A TMI: he just had an English lesson earlier. He says the order is difficult and I know exactly what he's talking about. The sentence structure of English and Korean are not the same. English is subject-verb-object, example: Dogs eat kibble. Korean is subject-object-verb: Dogs kibble eat. Also, English past/present/future participles are HARD for those learning English. The brain has to do some mental gymnastics in translating. Takes a lot of practice. He's very good at reading English and pronouncing what he reads. I suspect his struggles with English are conversational English and vocabulary. Not only do you have to recall the correct words to say what you want, you have to construct grammatically correct sentences as the words leave your mouth and its really hard to do that. I am certain he 100% understands English when it is spoken to him.

Another TMI: he had been at the company earlier, and ate buckwheat noodles...

I feel the need to further explain some misleading terminology people are constantly throwing around... not all noodles are "ramen" or "ramyeon". I already explained the difference between "ramen" as Japanese style and "ramyeon" as Korean style but ramen/ramyeon noodles themselves are made of wheat. When Jimin was asked specifically about did he go to Jungkook's for ramyeon, and he said no, he has not been to Jungkook's for ramyeon... but perhaps he's been there for buckwheat noodles which are gluten-free and are what JK used in that last dish he posted a pic of on Weverse. We already know JK has been told to lay off the gluten.

Anyway... back to JK.

He explains his 20/4 intermittent fasting. Some call it the "warrior diet." No eating for 20 hours and then a 4-hour window to eat. This type of eating pattern may impact metabolism and glycemic levels in your blood. If he's been told to lay off the gluten, this type of eating pattern may also be a way of controlling certain levels of blood chemistry throughout the day, especially if he's also working out. The timing of the eating pattern also makes a difference and what you eat during the four hours also impacts the effectiveness. That's all I know about it. Just keep in mind, all the members have a staff of professionals helping them stay healthy and when they say "diet" they don't mean they have eating disorders or are doing anything extreme that would hurt their health, they are following the advice of their trusted professional staff. Jungkook says his eating window is from about 7-8 pm until midnight or so.

After going on for a minute or two about how awesome yet cute Yoongi is, he says he wants to be like that, play instruments and sing and dance and be awesome too but...

I'm only 18 minutes into this 1 hour 50 minute live...

He showed off his mullet:

He still doesn't understand how some comments disappear...

My explanation to Jungkook: there is a complex war of wills happening in the comments where different factions of the fandom attempt to impose control over each other using the "report" function in the live chat. And that some comments, seemingly innocent of motive, "touch your hair", "touch your nose", "make a funny peace sign with both hands", are actually an attempt to coerce you into sending secret hidden signals to those watching in order to confirm that you are half of a "hidden" couple within the group and that you are being controlled and forbidden from living your life freely. These hand gestures (that only they know) and the places on your face that you touch are being intercepted and analyzed and fed into a software program as you speak so that these idiots ... conspirators ... dumbasses um, individuals, can prove their baseless ... ridiculous ... disrespectful ... selfish ... uh ... their fantasies are real. For real. Don't laugh. Ok go ahead and laugh because that's everyone's first impulse.

But for real, stop fiddling with your new piercing because it might get infected if you are constantly touching it with your fingers.

Gratuitous armpit shot for our hairy armpit enthusiasts:

Someone asks him for a spoiler for the song:

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAA SUCH A REBEL! This is the rebellion everyone insists proves that Kookie-pookie is being held back by the company. Right...

This is your rebel trying to invent his own "heart" gesture:

This is our dorky rebel, y'all... TAKE THAT, HYBE! (oops he gave himself a muscle cramp trying to make his goofy heart hands... our big, edgy, pierced, tatted up Kookie... love him)

And without any warming up, he commenced to working out on his home workout power tower.

Sorry, couldn't resist...

The whole time he's doing his arms work out he's whining about being so tired. Actually the ENTIRE time he's working out...

But he dropped another TMI too:

A shoot? What shoot, JK? And oopsie:

Every time he dropped those free weights to the floor, the neighbors below him probably fell out of bed...

[the chewed up corner of the coffee table is taking me out...]

At least he's not singing with his whole chest for 3 hours straight...

Then he gave himself a pep talk... to make himself do the workout... to finish it... to work on his solo activities well, to stop his habit of starting things and not finishing...

NO PAIN NO GAIN! YOU CAN DO IT KOOKIE!

Koo is gonna be hangry ...

That workout was a killer. Damn. Abs of steel.

As I've been making my way through this live, I've also been kept in the loop about a few things... Celine show has been cancelled. I was concerned that one of ours was in Paris while this turmoil was ongoing so hopefully Tae can get out of there. Maybe he can zip over to London and visit his bae at some point before heading back to Korea.

And hopefully no one gets triggered by this post since I kept it clean-ish. People are ready to call them lovers but saying they might be into certain sexual preferences is off limits? Seriously, check your prejudices before you start coming at me.

[artfinderartist]

Had a dream couple nights back and became inspired to make a story out of it! It’s my first time writing fanfic so forgive me 😅

Blood Moon 🩸🌕 [Chapter 1]

Summary: Rhett and Link found out they are a lot more mythical than what they originally thought, and they found out more of themselves and each other!

Some warnings: Blood and implied violence in coming up chapters; Maybe a little scary? Nothing too much! (Tell me if I need to add any other warnings!)

“That’s a wrap guys!”

Stevie says as announcement as they just finished their last episode of the day. Some of the crew claps in celebration and a few go over to the main set where Rhett and Link were just playing a game of sorts that include rather large set pieces. 

As you hear series of drills and clutter noises in the background, Rhett and Link got up and thanked everyone for a good day of filming today, though most of the crew will be heading home for the day, not these two men as they were planning on doing some more work on their laptops in their esteemed office.

“Glad we did a lot of catch’in up to do for our schedule” Link said as he sat down at his side of the office opening his laptop, preparing himself with the plethora of emails he has to read and send out.

“Yeah but we still going have to do lot more catching up cause of the coming up tour dates.” As Rhett too sat down.

Link did a little sigh, not out of frustration or anger but a little exhaustion, it’s only been a couple days since they filmed Good Mythical Evening, and Link still is feeling the sores and a certain headache from it. He couldn’t recall doing anything majorly physical, well except of course that glorious scene with doing sex poses with Rhett. Which he can’t get out of his head as he rewatched that particular moment over and over.

As Link was in deep thought, the subtle noises of his name being called.

“Link? Link..? Man, You good?”

Link snapped out of his head scape, “Huh? Oh sorry man, was spacing out. What’s up?”

“Remember what is going to happen in the next few days?” Rhett says with a smile that Link knows too well, almost like he is holding a surprise and Link will have to guess what it is.

“Uh..Halloween?”

“Yes but not it.”

“Oh shoot, oh no is it one of the crew’s birthday?”

“Nah, but it is special”

“Man, I don’t know I’m bad at guessin’..what is it?”

“It’s supposedly a blood moon in a couple of days, the night before Halloween, pretty cool huh?”

“That’s pretty cool, but we have to do a lot of work that day, I might get tired before it even shows it’s face.” Link laughs a bit, Rhett knows how stingent Link is on wanting to go to bed early.

“Come on Link, we don’t get to see these things a lot in our lives! Look we can even go to the Creative House after work so we can see it, it’s only gonna last a few minutes so as soon as it’s done I can take you home.”

“Well, I guess, we can continue writing for Wonderhole while we’re at it.”

“See? And we don’t even have to work on it for the night you want, we can just chill outside and grab some drinks.” Which after the word ‘drinks’, Link jokingly shivers and chuckles “I’m going to take a break off of drinks for a whole month especially after the live show!” Rhett laughs and responds with, “Fine so only water for you, still I’m sure it would be fun and we need a little break, don’t you think?”

“Yeah, ‘Guess so, okay so we have like 3 days till the Blood Moon?”

Rhett nods, “Yeah, but for now let’s continue doing emails and we’ll call it a day.”

Link does salute and a lower pitch of his normal voice, “Yes, Sir”. Which follows with Rhett laughing.

And for the next few days it was the regular routine of filming for the first part of the day and then doing work and writing at their office.

Except at the day of the Blood Moon, they had a little break of the cycle with a meeting, which did aid the two to get out of their little routine, at the end of the meeting, Stevie said, “Hey, I heard there’s going to be a Blood Moon tonight? Pretty funny just a couple days you two were Werewolf and a Vampire for Good Mythical Evening.”

To both of their surprise they never put the two and two together of the coincidence of such, which they both laughed.

The day is over as almost everyone clocks out, some of them either head home as normal, some rushing to their local Halloween store for any quick candy bags or even costumes.

But the only ones left are Rhett and Link, which they told themselves to finish writing up one more episode of the next season of Wonderhole before they head to the Creative House.

“Alright man let’s head to the house.” As Link gets up from the couch.

Rhett grabs his keys and shoves them in his pocket before they start heading out to his car. After dealing with LA traffic and finally making it to Creative House, it was already dusk at this point. “You excited?” Rhett said out loud with an almost impatient tone, Link knew Rhett really wanted to see the Moon tonight. Which he doesn’t mind seeing it or not, but he wants to make his best friend happy, “Yeah man, I’m sure it will look awesome”. As both of them get out of the car and head inside the house. It’s been a hot minute since they been at the creative house on their own, lately it’s always been at least one or two other crew members there either working with them on a project or needing to grab something for the show.

“Wow” Link says in a shiver, “it’s so cold in here.” As he covers his arms trying to keep himself warm, it’s quite odd that it’s as cold as it is, it was a good temperature outside with a little breeze, but not cold enough to make it feel like walking through a freezer.

“Really? I think it feels pretty nice here, I’m sure you left a jacket or something in here from last time we were here.” Rhett looked around searching for some sort jacket, or anything for Link. “I’ll just truck it out, it’s fine.�� Even while saying that he is half-desperately looking for a jacket to wear. After a good minute of both of them looking for one, “Let me just try to turn on the heater.” As Link quickly went up to the thermostat, but something is odd with it, “W’the hell? The power for the thermostat is out.” Rhett was very confused with it, “What Y’mean it’s out?” Rhett continued as walks over to where Link is at in the living room, the thermostat sat cozyingly between their TV and the hallway, “We just got a new one, it shouldn’t be shut off.”

“That’s what I’m saying, but the lights here are able to be turned on so it can be a full blackout.” Link trying to press any button on the dial but it’s futile. Rhett said casually all a sudden, “You just wanna barrow mine? Just to hold off till we call someone tomorrow for help? Cause I think it’ll be too late for anyone to come at this time.”

“Thanks but I’ll be okay.”

“You are shaking like a leaf, come on, here.” As Rhett shuffles out of his jacket and hands it to him, which Link sheepishly say “Thank you”, as he quickly puts it on. Rhett immediately noticing the relief Link is feeling within the warmth. “Dang Dude, you a portable heater or somethin’?” Link quirks up. Which then Rhett laughs as a response as he goes grabs some drinks, and a couple of waters from the fridge, he wouldn’t want the thermostat to bring down their spirits, but something odd he sees. Where he notices a lot of other things are misplaced or missing, “Did you know anyone else that was at the house?”

“Uhh..No, we are the only ones to have the keys, I have my key with me, do you have yours?” Which Rhett promptly looks for his own copy of house keys, which he was able to find. “Yeah, I have mine, last time anyone was here it should’ve been when we were here too.” Rhett paused for a moment of thinking.

“That’s weird, maybe someone got some stuff before we locked up before, it happens.”

“Guess so.” Rhett couldn’t stop thinking maybe someone could’ve gotten into the house and stole some things, but when they both walked in there was no signs of any break ins. “It’s odd though, ain’t it?” “Yeah it is but I say we shouldn’t worry about it maybe it was just one of the crew members who got thirsty or hungry.”

Rhett wants to think it was still something else, but he couldn’t think of anything as he responds back, “Yeah, maybe you’re right.”

“Sorry what was that?” Link smiled as he puts one of his hands to cup his ear as motion for Rhett to speak louder.

“Shut up, man.” Rhett laughs with Link joining him, as they were having a moment, they heard a loud thud outside near the backyard. Which to both of them immediately stop laughing and quickly look over to the view of the side door with just a bit of the curtains blocking where the bushes would be normally viewed at, all they can see is the pool.

“What the crap?” Link said in fear, as he closely krept closer to see what was that thud noise is.

“What are you doing man?” As Rhett grabs his shoulders and brings him back to where he was originally at, “That could be someone out there.”

“Don’t you see? What if it’s one of the crew pranking us, cause it’s going to be Halloween tomorrow they would want to do a little scare on us..!”

Which does bring a good point for Rhett, it would make since why all these weird things are happening, with the house being cold, food being rummaged and now the loud thud.

“It sounds like that crow thud we did for the Hazel horror short video we did, I bet someone is out there with the prop, I bet I can prove it!” Link says as he continues walking, Rhett still having his hands on Link’s shoulders, walking with him. “Okay well Why is it a good idea to walk where they want us..?!” In a whisper yell, which then Link whisper yells back, “Because we’ll go out there and say ‘that we know what you’re doing’..!”

“Okay well, What about that chance it’s not one of the crew and it’s some murderous guy?” Rhett says in trying to convince Link to not go. “Then we uh..I don’t know.” Link responds with a silence of ponding on weather or not he should do this, before he can make up his mind, another thud, louder than before, with also scraping noises, which sounds like coming on the side of the walls of the house. Which surely scared the two off and they moved to behind the couch at this point.

“What the hell man..? We should call someone.” Rhett said with tremble in his voice.

“I’m going to right now.” As Link pulls out his phone, but before Link could press any numbers, his phone starts to not respond and the screen turns black. “Okay man this is not funny, I think my phone just died.”

“How? I just saw you charged it in the car..okay use my phone.” And same as Link’s phone, before Rhett could even hand Link his phone, it’s screen too blackouts. “You know what lets not even risk it, let’s just go into the car and get the fuck out of here.” Rhett said to Link as they both get up.

Luckily with the kind of car he has, it is able to start the car even when you are not there, Rhett yanks his keys out and tries to start it, which normally the start up noises could be heard from afar, but nothing. “What the hell?” As he smashes his key’s button quickly in effort to start it off, which fails. “Well let’s just run into the car.!” Link says as you can feel his terrified voice. This isn’t just some prank, or if it is, it was too good of one, which both of them desperately want it to be one.

“Okay, let’s run out of the house on a count of 3..”

“Okay..”

“1..”

“2..”

Before 3 could be uttered out of Rhett’s mouth a crash sounds echoed outside in the backyard, with almost a horrible gnarled noises, which can’t be determined between a person or animal.

The two men decided that was their cue to high-tail out of there, and they made inside the car, both locking the door and Rhett trying to start the car, which doesn’t start. “Come on, come on! You piece of-“

Another loud snarled noise is heard in the backyard, which causes the two to standstill and become as quiet as possible. Rhett was about to whisper something to Link as he turns to see his face, which when he sees Link, a true terrified face shows, as Link is not looking back at him but afar.

“Link? Link!” Which then Link quickly taps Rhett’s shoulder as a signal for Rhett to turn to see what Link is seeing. Both of them are now seeing a pair of big eyes in the distance where the backyard gate would be at, eyes glowing as a bright red, mirroring the same color as the Moon is now.

[only-lonely-lovers]

10.01.2022

notes: tsunene emotionally communing!!! nene helping tsukasa reflect on memories, and pursue poetry...

Bird is あ / Avvy is つ

あ：You know I have such a… esoteric thought I have been trying to congeal for days but it hasn't been easy, I feel stumped by it & yet it's like Amane is furiously trying to take another pass at it again and again. I'm trying to work with his desires. I feel like I should just try and type what I have, and accept how half-formed… Though I'll be real and say it feels like a guy trying really hard to direct an avant garde lesbian porno.

So that being said… typically envision like… it's a circumstance where Hanako does interact with Tsukasa sexually during the threeway, but fleetingly, as if he's still wrestling with what he's doing. On some days, he's emboldened enough to direct both Tsukasa and Nene in specific ways, get into poses, this or that. Tsukasa and Nene are having their girl time, in the broadcast room, chattering… Nene has detected, over time, through random anecdotes, that Tsukasa and Hanako perhaps have always had something pretty… "weird" and, struggling to fit within the definition of "platonic" -- even if she understands their situation is complex. Out of curiosity… Nene wants to ask Tsukasa about a few memories. Things that have been driving her crazy to hear only cursory mentions of around Hanako, where Hanako is a fuddy duddy and shoots it down & won't elaborate. It's like ugh, fine… I'll do this research behind your back, if you won't be helpful…

This is a Nene who has dwelled a lot on Tsukasa's feelings and related a lot to him, uncontrollably, and wants to have… for her own sanity, like, some sense of communing with Tsukasa's "crush", as she sees it. She wants to have Tsukasa reflect on things and perhaps walk him back on understanding… something. …… Nene herself, isn't like, 100% sure about the mission statement -- her own feelings in this, a little enigmatic…? Mm but like I want it to be that she's subconsciously trying to prove that Tsukasa was… HORNY… for Hanako… growing up together-! The girl in the room that wants to just finally hear it, have it crystalize, SOMEHOW. It's like she can't believe the air was sexless between them… HOW… When Hanako-kun is… the way he is -_- and Tsukasa-kun so receptive-!? Kinda feel a little crazy, like. You two were boys. YOU HAD TO HAVE FELT-- [and so on.]

But it's, a bit graceless, it's like… sitting down with Tsukasa to talk and… like quietly beginning to massage his chest while pressing for more detail -- I think Tsukasa is so simple and childish, he doesn't think to paint a whole picture, it's like. "OH yeah me and Amane did that! It was fun!" … you need a girl to ask further, what was the day like? What did Hanako-kun seem to be thinking, feeling… what was his expression like… Were you excited…? Happy…? [stroking…] //// it's embarrassing. Kinda, you know, feel self-conscious to be all like this. But Tsukasa is simply observing this like. Interesting! and genuinely excited to get to reflect on specific memories, ah the beautiful times… the history together… Though I think sometimes its like [gets a little blank-eyed] … if the memory IS one that's a bit 'real', like Tsukasa having to re-experience feeling small and humbled by Amane's side… Re-experiencing the hansy boy…

And, in a lull like this, Nene, kind of impulsively, reaching down to… cup and massage cock through the hakama… It's like fkjhfkgh [out of body watching self] but Tsukasa isn't totally put-off or anything, it's just like '-uahh? Huh- whoa…. this too…' Maybe looks at her like ? Do I stop now? But he is encouraged to keep going. She's like ah ah ummmhhh… I want to try something [squeaky] to which Tsukasa just goes. OKaye. They continue walking through the scene. Perhaps Nene just wants Tsukasa to have a moment of going "ohhh, this… is like that feeling then" in a way. It's um, it's a bit of a sloppy method, and I don't think Tsukasa really immediately understands what Nene is attempting to "get" at with the ministrations and talking about childhood with Amane. Is it exciting for Nene-chan? he humbly wonders. Assuming this is more about her interest in them both, despite everything not thinking this is "about him"… as Tsukasa's brain is geared to thinking.

Though I do eventually want there to be some sort of harmony between Tsukasa getting to a point of a vivid memory where he is describing feeling warm, tension, something in his chest… and then be… [squints] ………….. ……… ……. ………. ………. ? …. …… wait…………… ive seen this car before a little…. ……… ……….. [dial up noises] …….. & on Nene's end I want it to be that hearing this many stories about Hanako, intimately as a child, forces her to understand she'd have it just as bad and she'd want to do anything for him and it's painful to imagine being related… Just being real with herself, she'd have it bad. It's almost been too rude to, like begin to imagine what she would think/feel in Tsukasa's place so directly (isn't it just inappropriate to think about being Hanako's sister…) but, like. At a point where she's over it, already done it, thought it, finally, for real, AND. Dying at the thought.

anyways i don't have a conclusion just every now and then i lay in bed thinking about. yashiro jerking off tsukasa and they're both talking about kid me thirstily and i'm like hm. [threads fingers on chest]

つ：its a conversation he would hurt to overhear and be overwhelmed by. but in the realm of the host imagination we can do wonders for Amane's ego

あ：trying to discover pleasures of the flesh

つ：I like the idea…. Tsukasa would amusingly (a little wigging to her in a way) just see this sort of thing as-- Nene wants to 1. talk about Amane and 2. touch pp. It wouldn't seem as a favor to him. oddly I think handjobs in general if Nene does them read as "she wants to do this" and it's more like, he is a resource to her. its like okaye!

Amane would get fussy to talk about his childhood and he's not so chill so as to get jerked off during it, so Nene wants to combine these flavors with me specifically…..!

あ：Yes… Tsukasa is just amicable to providing it. wigging in that he's very blunt in his mind about how she like to touch pp. she likes to do that

つ：I think Tsukasa really has a…… view of love and affection that is almost so … literal? that… its hard for him to even… think in a romantic way. it's all matter of fact. you were born with amane, so you love amane, you can only love amane, amane has always been there, and you always love him so its interesting for nene to try to walk him into a greater , perception…..

I could see why she'd want to. you wish you could really ah… enunciate with Tsukasa…. you can start at step 1, which is just talking about Amane together, wait he does, says, thinks, watch Tsukasa giggle and kick and be so happy to think about him and never lose focus in the conversation…. and, step 2. is walking through his memories with Amane…

あ：His endearing denseness… it juuust doesn't occur to him, I think there's genuinely a lack of perception + atypical thought process. It would take a lot of massaging him towards something before it even began to load in

つ：its funny, just today i was thinking about how when Amane asks Tsukasa what he's doing, during the first Mitsuba thing, he very seriously considers the question, puts a finger to his lips, and answers like…… he looks sincerely like he thinks: why am I doing it? well, I like how people look…..

あ：eyes upturned in thought, hmm…

つ：etc, etc. I appreciate that he really does listen and tries to answer. Even in the second mitsuba situation when asked, he does answer Amane again, like oh it's this…..

あ：The good thing about Tsukasa is he's not being resistant to reflection He's not going to fight or resist or anything like that… you just have to be patient

つ：mmhmm… i think sometimes while thinking and talking with nene in this situation she'd watch him like blink slower. squint one eye. maybe like grab her wrist for a second like . trying to focus. while gathering words in brain for a memory….

I think if you talk Amane enough with Tsukasa though you can almost hypnotize him. Wish I could see it

あ：Oh I do think it's a lot… I think, in reality, it's the thing Tsukasa would like to talk about the most. Waaant it… would love a sustained interaction all about Amane [basting]

つ：I appreciate bird's thought…. Tsukasa sortof stopping nene's hand occasionally to be like mmm… [think haaarrdd] ….. then releasing again like ok…… mmm… he would not feel like. aware he's being hypnotized

you do want to see a modern day tsukasa as dazed and dreaming as 4 y/o thinking about Tanabata…

あ：like ah wouldn't that be nice for him… go back there for a second…

i'm sad he IS absentminded and has memory probbles, things feel so slippery for him currently. and, you know, with good reason… it's why it'd be nice to have a grounded activity to look back on things and , feel good, about them.

You got several years of being together at Tanabata… Nene would be so excited to hear about them

つ：specific years….. and memories of things like, watching Amane gracefully successfully catch a goldfish

You know. I think a fun rseult of nene/tsukasa's powwow would be …. tsukasa becoming more self-aware during the next playtime with amane. and nene noticing him being more like, observant and quiet and thoughtful

but in a cute, funny, almost overly obvious way to her, though Amane is Blind To It. really holds Amane's hand and looks at it. thinks of all the times we have held hands. touches chest feels the warmth and the luv.

あ：Steadily guided towards self-perception stat… Observing YOUR own Feefees… It'd make her so pleased, like, I'm doing something here… -!! !!

it really would be enigmatic to Amane like ? like to him Yashiro is mysteriously pleased looking while glancing over to Tsukasa, who seems demure. Dunno what you guys are feeling Watches Yashiro reach over and pet Tsukasa's back. dunno what that is

つ：girls… having feelings.

あ：Weird.

つ：continues getting sucked off

あ：[comes anyways]

つ：Tsukasa at his little meeting with Nene later like……….. hands in lap she puts her hands in his lap too. leans towards. he is think

あ：I think sometimes its a real… [head tilted] [hiding under hat a little] kinda thinky eyeballs under there peering around. [avvy sound] mnouuu

i'm sure nene tries to give tsukasa the room to simmer before saying anything gently coax eventually like "… is something the matter…? Tsukasa-kun?" [pets paw]

つ："thinking…………………………. " finger to lip…… kicks legs

あ："Thinking…? About…" [becomes dot eyes simple silhouette] "… um… the past?"

つ：nod nod… tilt head… look off to the sides

あ："Is it… a nice thought?"

つ：pauses. like really actually considers this closely. then nods

あ："That's nice, then… Is it just um, complicated?" [rubs wrist]

つ：thinks about this……. "no."

あ：in moments like this its like💭 it would be silly if i said "thats good" but what do i say… [just pats his hand like ^^] "Is it hard to talk about, though…?"

つ：really thinks. finger to mouth. sortof paws at his chest and looks at the fabric….. "it IS….!" big eyes in her face "How does Nene-chan talk about it?"

あ："Oh… um… UM! Well… I think, as a girl, I've had a lot more time to think about these sorts of things…!" ù_ú

[suddenly serious] "I feel like I've been preparing my whole life to talk about how a boy makes me feel. Reading poetry and writing my own… And listening to music and playing games-! But you haven't had anyone to help you think about this! … Hanako-kun isn't really a romantic type…"

-_- …………… "Or, maybe the best way to word it is… he's not self-aware… so he couldn't have helped you be self-aware…" "… he sometimes says poetic things… Maybe there's things inside of him too, just buried…" [perks up] "-- but this is why I'm determined to help you both!!" n.n

つ：claps! "Nene-chan is a big help! To.. Amane. Hmmm… me, too? You want to help me?" "… do I need help?" "….. OH! you've been helping?"

あ："YES." [gets very upright] [sits back down]

つ：WATCHES. wow

あ："… honestly… my heart hurts sometimes, just hearing you say things Tsukasa-kun… When I think about living your life… Well, I know we're different, in ways, but…" 👉👈 "… I think… actually… I wouldn't be too different from you, in a way…" /// "… that is… I think… I'd also……… just be happy to be with Hanako-kun… as Amane-kun. I um- I've seen little glimpses for myself, even… He's… a lot to be around. If I was his sibling…" 6.6;;;;; [embarrassing to say it but like feels she should be raw] "-- I'd probably just be happy to hold his hand and go places with him… and do whatever he says…"

つ：tilting head listening "WOW---!" blinks "You've thought about that? Wow…. wait! I'd switch places with Nene-chan, then….. " [brain chugging]

あ：[hadn't thought about that] < • • >

つ：[mouth does.. some stuff]……………………….. "…. it's hard…….."

あ："... I've actually never thought about you being in my position..."

つ："Amane would like you if you were born with him!"

あ：😭coughs

つ：brain struggling…..

あ：[hurriedly] "-- he'd like you if he met you!!"

つ："oh, I dunno how Amane would be with a girl from the start… its different with girls….. --" [lost in thought] "--ah? Hmmm…" looking at the ground "you think so?"

あ："Yes, of course…! I mean, it's a little weird to think about… it's all a big game of pretend. But, I think it has to be true!" [clasps their hands together]

"We're um… we have the same-- 'appeal'-!" [loanword] "… I mean… he wants to do similar things, to us…"

"Ah, if only instead of switching places, we could be the same person at the same time, though. That seems less confusing." ^^; "If we could go through your memories together… I could give you romantic insight." [hm hm… nods at my own thought]

つ：thinking about all this…. "Amane…………………………………………….. could he use insight too? does he need it?"

あ：[seriously] "Yes. He needs it the most, actually." "I just wish there was a way to force him to listen. That's… the hardest part." "Tsukasa-kun is open to listening, which is why… um, I went for you." [that doesnt sound like great but.]

つ："romantic..... Nene-chan is the expert...."

あ：💞 🎶 🌸 🌹 🎶🌼 ✨ < u u > "She is." 🌸 💞 🌺 🎶✨ 🎶 [a moment of just enjoying the compliments.]

つ："am I romantic?"

あ：🥺 oughhgf "IN YOUR OWN WAY!!!!!!!!" "It's um…" 😭 "It's very innocent." "I think Tsukasa-kun is very honest and appreciative and considerate… Honestly… in many ways, I think you're a very good girlfriend." ☝️ "but this is why I get sad… it's like, you're an underappreciated girlfriend-!!"

つ：wow words ?????!??!maybe just says futago. like a clueless animal

あ：❔ hai.[both dot eyes]

つ：give him a second. "……… hmmm. Maybe if I was romantic like Nene-chan, something would change? AH" runs out of the room wordlessly. comes back with a notebook "you can help me write a poem." "that's romantic, so, maybe Amane will appreciate me in that way you want him to"

あ：[eyes sparkle] !!!!!!!!!!!!! "Ah-- yes!! This would be a great way to express this-!!!" this is really the sort of thing that just makes Nene very pleased and happy… like wtf yes… let's get in it!!!

つ：she would fucking love it

あ：She cannae help it

つ：god Nene would beome so. Ok Tsukasa. lets think of your feelings. [touches his chest. closes eyes] and. really feel them. they feel like something, don't they? maybe like……………….. [getting sparkly] a drum being struck… or a bell…… or………….. a river flowing swiftly…………………. or maybe…. its like fireworks, at a festival……………………… those sorts of things!!!!!!!!!!!!

あ：I think it helps to try and compare it to things like that… Is it, fast-? or slow, or, LOUD or quiet…

つ：[goliad voice…. my chest are you sure…..?] "…. deep…………."

あ：[horns perk up]

つ："DEEP LIKE, a, [stupid] deep river??? the ocean??" "ssss……….. stab"

あ：hearing 'deep' was like this

but then its like "," [internally shaking head, smacking herself] NO-- THIS IS A SAFE SPACE-- DONT JUDGE "S-soo, 'sharp', too-?"

つ："AH!! yeah, yeah! mhmhm…..ssstab….. cold, knife…… hot, blood."

あ："… it can feel like that, aha…" [feels a little dumb… but determined to be supportive]

つ："Amane……. " [moves hands into position of holding knife, to imitate "focuses…. like, a knife! He, feels sharp, cuz he's sharp! Sharp….. I'm, soft! Hot…. wow. is this poetry?"

あ："It is!" [small claps] "What's fun about a poem, is it can be anything… It's not quite like a book, that has to describe lots of things and in an order, usually. It can be whatever feels best, sounds nicest, to you."

"… I like to ask questions in mine… Or, sometimes there's just a lot of repetition. Or ah, writing something a little different every time… It can be dramatic feeling, but satisfying. Like um… like…." [closes eyes] "…….. begging…?" [tfw i have never vocalized this.]

つ：nods, thinking. pencil scribbling. tapping mouth…… scribbling…..

あ："And um… It's really amazing how feelings can be so different, moment to moment… I feel like some days, I'm up in the clouds about something, all doki-doki… and other times, it's dark and heavy…" [rubbing face] "… with Hanako-kun, it really is… all over the place… Feels like… what, I imagine drowning must feel like." [quietly doing a delicate gesture over chest, lungs area, fingers pinched and pulling 'up'] "… overwhelming… no way out of it. I guess… I guess that is like, 'deep'… and why I think, like the ocean. Being at the bottom of it…"

つ："pinned…. to the bottom"

あ：[vague memories of being pulled rapidly underwater via all the mermaid biz] "Mhm…"

つ："Amane….." scribbling. "ah, AH, like drowning, hmm…. but! Inside…. " gestures to throat. does a choking gesture, but its not too macabre, tongue out a bit. he's so literal, but… he does understand what she feels, in some abstract sense….. it's just so anchored to-- how the shinjuu did feel like… it unified how Amane makes him feel, and what he was feeling. "from my chest, into my throat. It connects there. Pouring…. out!" the memory of blood leaking from pierced cavities of the body into each other, esophagus filling with blood…. "maybe because Amane is my twin, it comes from inside?" not something else coming in, but…. something already inside, always inside

presses his face to the notebook on his knees, sortof shimmies. breathes into it….. "does Nene-chan get excited. when she's romantic."

あ：Listening, enraptured… Nene's taste in things means the words do get to her, it's like mmh yes….. [simply titillated by the choke gesture, like auha.] honestly this is the sort of experience she could never actually have with Aoi, in this way Tsukasa is a lot more 'indulgent' for 'girl talk' ww… Like ah, sharing me your feelings and exploring poetry with me X'O !!! its so different than Aoi clapping her hands and cheering along, at a distance…

[closes eyes at tsukasa's last statement. feeling something between "ahhhh my pupil…" and humbled genuinely.] "Oh, yes… Very."

"It's why it's all I could think about for a while… um, I mean, even when it was just me on my own… It's the kind of feeling you want to chase, forever…"

つ：SCRIBBLING "forever…." fklkg you know when justins like. im gonna open a notepad later and its just gonna have 'Vintage' written on it

あ：Lol fjghfk yeah

つ：i think functionally thats all tsukasa can do here for hi.s. first time. in a sense. but its important....

あ：It's cute though…. and really all Nene could ask for. like step 1!!!! brainstorming Genuinely so excited to look over anything, or just hear him scribblin away

It makes me think Nene is going to come to Tsukasa with a little notebook with skulls on it with THE most cringe stuff she has written (and thus, the most edgy stuff as well) and presents it humbly Fueled by the enka kinda stuff. ouhh

つ：there is truly no judgement girl. aoi would judge tsukasa cannot

あ：im sure for tsukasa its just like wow. pages a whole little book

つ：this is something they could both understand……

あ：Entrusting you with her poems that are indeed about Hanako i think some are so -- "and when you fuck me. RAHHHH"

つ：we can't imagine how awful it gets

あ：we cannot. as a courtesy, we shouldnt. aw but i feel like some are about tsukasa also or like twins as a unit and that must be like :O

つ：he would love to be pictured as a unit, a singular referred to entity

あ：the fetish for twins… and all. its present talking about how you both move in sync, mirrors. hypnotically so sets of gold eyes… sets of hands

つ：Nene watching him stilt and think hard… he needs more prompts, maybe…hmmm…. "well. So….. maybe…." [nene getting. horny a little.] "youuuu can also… find inspiration…." tapping lap "….. in the memory…. of….. you know." pauses. then realizes she has no choice but to do a little jerkoff mmotion. and blowjob motion. gkl;fgh. its tsukasa so she can do it.

thinking oh i could not do this with aoi at all i would die.

"OH, that's romantic stuff too, right…. sometimes….." like he's really for the first time thinking of sex as romantic

あ：Its like she can't help but want to cross the wires… cha girl is often hot wet pussy when writing stuff.

[a little scandalized, like a touch] "Tsukasa-kun of course it's romantic…" "It's… it's an expression of. L-love. Between us." [hiccups]

つ：i like when she's stupid

"hehe….." taps feet around… thinks about that… mmmnneeueueuhue

あ：😣 .. 🥴

つ：presses cheek to notebook preciously. "would Amane like us calling it that…..?"

あ：[crosses arms] "Maybe he wouldn't want to hear it-- but I'd kill him if he argued with me." "Not about this one… oooh."

つ："wuoh!!!"

あ：[huffs] "Besides, he'd... definitely like it deep down-!!!!"

つ："Amane……." brows knitting…. looking at paper….. "he………………………………………………………………… puts stuff in" the metaphors. reaching his cerebellum

あ：[experiences this]

Oh its like she was angry but then was like mugh …. uhuh? "…………………… he does." [emotionally a rope of drool trickles down]

つ：drags face on his paper. he's got some smudgings on hsi face by this point

あ：[watching him attentively] "… it's um. It's……… his whole thing, isn't it." .3.

つ："…. its so hard to write hehe…… " scribbles a little tho. its like mm jsut wanna. go to him "nene-chan is diligent to be romantic"

あ："Ahehee… maybe, a little."

つ：Tsukasa's little brain becoming soup suddenyl able to think about cock and knife att he same time and sortof juxtaposed

あ：it's becoming liquidous in there

つ：but i think his brain's becoming a little addled by it like mmlluuhuhehh. stab? and… also. blood…. and also. thinking at once about blood coming out of throat and come going in throat. losing his little mind

its actually so funny to think if you could make amane write a poem his would be genuinely artful and abstract imagery like stars and moon and whatall. and nene and tsukasa's are more like. horny. despite everything. amane is not gonna write about anything going in anywhere

あ：lmaoo god its more like little kids trying to talk about their feelings… i do think there's a sheer crudeness to it

I do think Amane would be a little dweeb about it and meticulously think out his piece Trying to think about how to describe your essence really thinking about the speed something orbits around another thing

つ：I do have like a loose approximation of the resultant poem but it does not feel complete. yet it feels like i need to share it for this all to have its context. well ig i will at length but idk maybe i'll edit or delete it after or summat

あ：understood o7 i'm sure its interesting no matter what~

つ：anyway. how I think Amane would respond. for one thing, I think Nene would see it, and be like . just so curious how tf Amane would take it….. Hanako looking at this. I dont know. He loves Tsukasa. . so. she'd be very encouraging and proud of him, and that it's a good first poem (and for what it is, yeah…. like… oh sometimes you have to understand tsukasa AS like a 4 year old, so. this is perfectly adequate)….. and ask him if he'd want to present it to Amane, and that she'll do hers too, honestly like [mouth saying it before she thinks it through can't take it back] and Tsukasa is like aweou…. Amane seeing it………….. ! hehe OK!!!!!

when they go to present their poems to him. Nene is very brave and feels it is her duty to go first, she is a big girl, she will lay herself on the chopping block…. and however he reacts to her little poem, it will at least give her an idea of things. I do think Hanako is like lol aouh what is this lol…. mmm well yes i would like to read whatever you say about me. please do go on. floating chinhands. I imagine its just such a good ego stroking. mmmmm. pet nene after

be condescending about it a bit. like awe….. so sweet…..

あ：it's good to see how you're spending your time at home… ❤️ nanaban-sama takes your offerings generously….

つ：having the base frame of Nene is funny, to then wait for Tsukasa to hand his over. he kinda imagines it will be like a kindergarten assignment… like, that nene gave him blanks to fill in…. or a very rigid outline. you know how it is in school.

あ：Like Nene gave Tsukasa the framework of "poem" so, perhaps assuming, naturally it'll be like hers but just…. Tsukasa-y. which is a little amusing to think about surely. hai hai, hand it over

つ：maybe he'll go off about toys or fireworks you know… perhaps Nene, as Tsukasa is handing it over, is like--

"remember. it's Tsukasa-kun's…. first poem. He wrote… from his heart." staring at Hanako like you be. good. to your brother PLEASE

あ：yeah yeah…. [receives the vibe]

[rip I do not have access to tsutsu's poem... key thing is that it touches on the shinjuu, which amane was not ready for]

Oh like in the haze of the madness. words your pupils center in your eye for Such a busy page… lots for the eyes to dart around and read. since it's so busy i'm sure it's like, your eyes don't easily navigate it in one clear path

つ：anyway I do like to think Amane is so . pupils are ever shrinking. the room is closing in. there's a kind of outrage….. bubbling inside. you suddenly feel put under a spotlight. but i think ideally, he looks towards Nene and she can feel the weird vibe in the room.

he floats forward. says "Yashiro. I'd like a moment alone with Tsukasa." and before she can respond, doesn't push her out but utilizes haku-joudai. if he pushed her out shed just lean against the door, and he'll need to babysit her with hakujoudai to keep her away.

with her gone take a beat. inhale, exhale. but the response is like WHY WOULD YOU-- YASHIRO. READ THIS????

for amane its like we're trying to maintain appearances, why are you sabotaging this, what is this////???? its the justin saying daddy in blade n soul, a bit. but also he's just. upset. breathing heavily. it's so much

WHAT do you TALK TO HER ABOUT you-- why-- wh-- why would you tell her about-- any of this????? why-- would you talk about it???? but also distressed by nene having been, like, the steward of this, its so difficult to PROCESS. WHY WAS NENE supportive klfj I DONT WANT HER TO BE

あ：Leaving you two alone to be together is like -- SO YOU CAN IDFK DO WHATEVER GAY SHIT YOU GIRLS DO!! NOT THIS

つ：SHE CANNOT BE!!! mentally you cant stand this idea tsukasa could write this DERANGED POEM and nene could somehow-- ss--??? see it as some-- pure, expression, like, comparable to hers???

あ：the side by side experience of Nene's poem right before this one is surely part of the problem… like… insanity

つ：Tsukasa is impervious to being hurt by Amane's response to him, though. "Nene-chan asked me to write what I feel!" "I wanted to try to be romantic, like Nene-chan," tilts head "it's not right, is it?"

あ：Oh what a test on Amane… Even though Tsukasa wouldn't balk under this reaction, i still feel pity for it all. but the ah, 'point' of this all to me is that he's totally in the dark as they work this stuff out, so it IS far beyond anything he could fathom. I feel like hearing romantic makes him like, woozy.

That there was any inkling of, romance. It's so… disorienting… He's far from them in viewing anything like this as romance isn't he… It would already be perplexing to think about Tsukasa engaging with the concept of romance.. Oh, idk, maybe to humor Yashiro… but wanting to be like her? and. this being the end result.

つ："THATS OKAAAAY-- if Amane doesn't like it, I won't do it agaaaain." hands behind back, dipping forward "can I have the paper back?" reaches for innocently

あ：Hesitant. Clutching it. Feels radioactive in his hands. Don't want it, near self, maybe afraid to look down at it again? but don't want to hand it back. Struggling. If only this hadn't been presented as some sort of offering… complicates things.

つ：curious that Amane isn't handing it back. "….or you can keep it." "I made it for you! so" "Nene-chan said I'll get better at it."

あ：[pinches brow] "Wait, wait wait... You can't keep doing this with her." [shakes notebook] "Not. Like this." [inhales...] "You can't go talking about this stuff with Yashiro. She doesn't know what she's brushing up against." tense-jawed as he says this. LOOKS pointedly at. "... and that's how it should be. Okay?"

つ："hai." mmm. but thinking about his poem… its nice. there's the feeling… of being pinned down, in place… being under

あ：hearing that is like… sigh… [eases posture a bit, rolling back] …. you hate feeling like such a dictator, in the unsexy way, when its like this. it's no good. [brushes back bangs a bit, pushes hat back] "You can write poems with each other still, just… Different themes. Literally, anything else…" [leans back… but, scuffs shoes restlessly, has such a question on the tip of his tongue] "… Tsukasa. Did Yashiro ask you to write about romance? Is that why you feel you have to?" … eyebrows a bit pinched and upturned, like he's wincing a bit, like … please explain. i'm trying to understand here

つ：oohh i gotta backtrack my little pea

"AH! mmm…. We've been talking about it for a while…" contemplative. "Maybe I don't know what romance is? Nene-chan said….." staring up at the ceiling. I'm so sorry Nene he knows not that he is putting you in the doghouse. "…..that I was a good girlfriend, too! But… I'm your twin." it's all disordered "oh oh, right we talked about switching places…."

あ：it's so. tf is my WHORE GIRLFRIEND telling my brother

つ："if she was your twin and I was the Nene-chan. So! wait…." like losing his train of thought

あ：screams the psychic damage…

つ："nooo, wanting to know about romance was a different thing, we've been doing some stuff…." "well, it's related, hmm…" "when we talked it sounded like it was the same! But I guess it isn't!" "it's different if it's me."

あ：The amount Amane is so far from conceptualizing if Nene was related. its like you inject that into blood stream. vision turns black aughhh. what are these CONCEPTS

つ："Nene-chan would make a good twin. But I don't make a good Nene-chan after all. Or what is it again, girlfriend"

it is like tsukasa and nene are 1,000 miles ahead of you trekking into the woods going. up mountains into the oceans depths. youve recieved a sliver of their journey and its turning you into. dust

あ：CHOtto matte. matte. 🖐️matte matte matte☝️ [hoarse] "WHAT. ARE YOU BOTH. TALKING ABOUT." "Thinking about… switching places??? WHY are you thinking about that?? EITHER of you!? You can't switch places-"

つ："you don't think we're similar?"

あ：[goose honk] This feels like a trick question or something squints warily. "… do YOU think you're similar?" feeling like. dont you ask me questions

つ："ah, Nene-chan said so……" thinking for himself….. "…. ah, maybe, but Amane treats us very differently, so we can't be, hm.." "when Nene-chan and I talk, it feels the same."

"….but our poems are so different." [tsukasa is holding the poem. he somehow took it from you very quickly] [that thing he is capable of doing]

あ：snatch! hey.

つ：looking at hims poem again

あ：sssighhhhh… moving on. "I don't think you're complete opposites or anything… but. Yashiro's a simple girl. I'm sure when you're together, you guys have… things you can talk about." [handwaves]

つ："Amane!"

あ："Tsukasa." [robotic]

つ：looking at his poem in his hands. thinking about the things nene said, suggested…. water, the ocean, stuff like that…. hmm… "so it's no good….." dame da. makes no expression and rips it in half "ah well"

あ：oh it's like the wine died what the. my present.

つ：makes to rip it again,

あ：[LURCHES] i do think its so. UNCONTROLLABLY reacts, makes a sound. NHH

つ：a part of his brain is like noo his first

あ：SSstopp stop...

つ："mm?"

あ："Tsukasa-- you don't have to rip it…" literally was like. being very serious in his head, about not being an asshole and ripping it, 'it's not like that' he felt, internally. It's not that I hate it.

struggles with the feeling. just groans. "It's not like that. If I wanted to do that, I would have." "But I didn't."

つ：hands Amane the pieces

あ：quietly takes it. tucks it... into my gakuran.

つ：watches it go away. smiles bc its like aweou… going home

あ：:> emotion

Imagining Amane really standing there for a moment… and then, sighing. Snaps fingers. Points to the ground. "Sit." and then kneels in front of him. takes off hat. tugs collar… just feeling overheated and exhausted, like he had 100 thoughts and feelings too quickly, heated up like a supernova.

"… look." inhales, exhales. "It was your first, right? That's what Yashiro said, made a big deal about it and what-all. And… I'm sure she's looking forward to you writing more. You can keep writing them for me. Just-- like I said. Anything else." grabs face, tilts jaw. "Got it?"

つ：uuuauhhhg feelings……

"hai hai hai…… aah," reaches a hitch "but……. Nene-chan…. asked me to write what I feel….. that it had to be about what I feel inside, when I look at you! She said…. maybe it could be like a river or…. oh, a drum. I could write that …. but would it be a poem, then?" tilts head. its an innocent question. "or, romantic…. "

looking down "Nene-chan said I was romantic in my own way," thinking about that "if it's not this way, maybe I can't do it, though" "if it's not. about this feeling…."

あ：[covers mouth]

つ：mmf

あ：Ooh… Was trying to calm self down and 'close' this interaction neatly, just wanted to hear a crisp clean wakkata and feel as though he doled out some piteous kind attention despite everything. But hearing this all again… really, frustrating… I think having to hear romantic over and over again is like singing him, dousing drops of boiling water on skin. fhrhghf… [GLARING…] Like STOP MAKING ME FEEL INSANE FOR A SECOND..

つ：wraps hands around amane's wrist but loosely just enjoys feeling the wrist attached to the hand around his mouf

あ：Hissing voice internally like of course of course of course… your feelings can't come out in any other way….

つ：staring up at blink blink.

あ：makes a guy wanna gouge your eyes out [holds jaw tighter]

つ：mmmf.

あ："Whhhhaaaaaaat is she telling you…." beleaguered

つ：perks a little… likes this tone shift. like wiggles amane feeling a little better maybe….. maybe….

あ：[shakes face side to side] "Ah. But." stiffly. "Of course-- it'd come out. Like that. From you." "Actually? I don't know what I was expecting." "Maybe you CAN'T write any other kind of poem." [shake shake] "Nothing else in that head. Huh." "What would 'improving' even look like." sneering… "What, more blood splatter. More vivid descriptions of bleeding out." "A hundred pages, like that?"

つ：smiling under hand. it sounds nice, really, nene had so many pagessss…. it would be nice to have as many pages as she did….. nods nods

あ：[dirty talks you a lil while venting]

つ：squinty eyed pleased. awewewuoo! amane not really dislike it …..

あ：hums.

つ：muffled behind hand: "I can write 100 pages"

あ："OhI'msureyoucould." under breath.

つ：giggles ITS SOOO NICE AMANE BELIEVES IN MEEEE

あ："Well." [releases. wipes hand on front] [looks away] "If that's how it's going to be, fine. But you can't show her, still."

つ：".... a secret?"

あ：

nods. [feeling eroded but resigned about it] "Just give it to me when you're done." fucking.. if its FOR ME ANYWAYS!!!!!!!!!!!

つ：NODS NODS NODS oouhhh THROWS ARMS AROUND SHOULDERS

あ：[is hold. but doesnt look at you aloofly.]

つ：nene in a classroom somewhere pacing to and fro: hanako-kun is either being so mean, or, maybe they just started fucking

あ：50/50 she's like fingers crossed for fuckin

つ：she's like pleeeaaaase ITS HIS FIRST POEM

あ：dont you WANT HIM CARNALLY AFTER A GESTURE LIKE THAT!!! and like, well yes.

つ：if hanako-kun does not do something for tsukasa-kun i will just do it. i'll do it in front of him if i have to oooh when i find out what happened

あ：when nene is free from jail

つ：when amane has decided enough said and done. and pops her back in. she will detect the aura of the room. butit will be a little confusing. tsukasa will just like run to hug her and be like OOuuuu he liked it❤️ YAAAY NENE-CHAN the girls are like palm to palm cheering. i think hanako is like mmnrgh i dont get this. i must try to not think about. it

あ：he's looking out a window i shant watch this

つ：why would yashiro look like that. why would she be so happy. i dont want to think about it

あ：I'm done thinking about it i'm gonna go stand on the roof later

つ：[nene and tsukasa start making out]

あ：HEY

つ：like nene whispers hey did you two… you know… and tsukasa is like ? oh no…. and its like. okay run protocol. begins

あ：[gets offended] [but like sooo horny he needs to be dissolved in pig slop etc] this mental foreplay

its actually the funniest to think about being like leaned by window looking out it to maintain distant chill but turning back adn being like HACK OHROUGH staggers "Yashiro!" like wtf is this am i not a person to you

つ：its all coming and going out here what the fuck she's like TSUKASA-KUN WAS BRAVE!!!!!

あ：you guys have 500 insane conversations about you wanting to fuck me as my sister or whatever and then this you do THIS!

つ：cups him outside the hakama

あ：i do think its like. [stuck staring wordlessly after a sec] didnt know my hoes could do this the insanity of yashiro telling tsukasa he's like -- girlfriend, like a girlfriend or SOMEthng??? [agog] what are you DOING to my baby brother girl… [but is experiencing the lesbian porno]

つ：you can just watch them go at it

Oh just the thought that if nene blew tsukasa under the hakama I think it benefits hanakos like lesbo delusion in the back of his mind like nothing to content with. Just girls getting up each others skirts

あ：mm.. indeed… just watching the silhouettes flush… Nene ducked under the flowing hakama… her own uniform ruffles and tights visible below, her long hair… ty i like to think about this. ❤

つ：so I like to think Hanako would for 1 second be like hey but then be like. actually. I need this too. got so stressed out. leans against the wall and gradually slumps down it til he's just sitting on the floor with arms on his knees watching this lidded. i enjoy the little show.

あ：hm yeah i was thinking it becomes a situation of simply hanging back and watching… like enjoying the sight at a distance, even, fullbodies. i think also after everything incurring an interaction and injecting himself in there is like. i dont need that. i need no one to say anything. just stand there and look pretty

in that kind of state where he's self aware that, being looked at the wrong way would be like dkfjghdkg // at least at a distance its fine

つ：thinking my stupid wenches would be better served just doing this all day while i'm not there [thinks about it] yeah. no more talking

あ：please stop contemplating the meaning of our relationship through poetry 💔 just leak all over each other okay. you'll find all the "meaning" you need there.

つ：why must the hoes get. intellectual

あ：that's not what you're here for.

[fff777]

Watched On My Youth behind the scenes jacket episode 2

This is part 1

Xiaojun talking about the lost love concept of the shoot. And also the comfort of the bed lol. He looks so beautiful here by the way. This hair looks great on him.

I'm going to say it, I don't love these pants on Hendery. I know he wore them for a few appearances and performances, and I didn't like them then. But I do think these pants fit the 2000s aesthetic they were going with for OMY.

Sicheng said that today's shoot felt a bit like old Hong Kong movies like Chungking Express. I know what he means, that gloomy nighttime tint that a lot of the photos from this specific shoot had.

Very moody look

Cozy today

The director asked Kun which side of his face he preferred and he said he didn't have a preference so they'd take a photo of both sides lol.

Kun being asked to turn the faucet on and off reminds me of the unboxing video where Yangyang drew attention to a photo of Kun staring at the faucet ^^;;

Yangyang has a fun non-body horror related shirt today so I can look at him properly lol

Cuddly Kun :3

Kun was asked to put his arm on Ten's shoulder and he went for the far shoulder until he decided that maybe that wasn't the vibe he should go for lol.

Sicheng was holding up a pocket watch but was told by the director to put it down ^^;;

I was thinking about why this Xiaojun look is really working for me. I think part of it is that he has more of a natural lip colour? Sometimes he has a brighter or darker lip colour and I think it doesn't look as good as a more pink tone.

The director then asked them to do certain gestures because she wanted to capture their silhouettes and Yangyang told Sicheng to do what he was doing before lol. Apparently it was not a pocket watch but a compass.

Rearranging positions and Ten pleased with having Sicheng in his arms :P

Puppy pile logistics. Kun was asked to stretch his arm so that Dejun could lie down on it.

How comfortable :3

Kun saying that most good photos in this world have weird poses. Basically his right leg couldn't really stretch out so he either had to keep it bent like that, or lay it across his left over Dejun, or just stick it in the air. In the end, he just kept it up and bent.

They turned the lights off after a while to get darker shots. If it was me I would have fallen asleep during the shoot lol.

Ok, triplets

Kun piano time always. He was playing On My Youth :3

Kun worked out for three days for this shoot but the shoot ended up only getting his chest, but he wasn't brave enough to show more because he hadn't worked out his abs. And Hendery was like "...~~it's all excuses~~..."

He looks so good I'm gonna die

That red under his eye is certainly a choice and I love it

Working on those abs

Kun: WHO IS THIS?!

Dejun didn't eat much for two days leading up to this shoot ToT

Dejun said he and Hendery had the nicest bodies in WayV ^^;;

Hot

The staff kept asking for them to put their faces closer together >3

Xiaodery: We gotta be professional!

Kun looking on approvingly

[collsfilmblog]

Scene Recreation mega post!!!

Hey, this post should give a brief overview of sections I have covered already on my blog and will go more in depth into the rest! 

HOW DID WE DO IT??!!

Okay so to start off with I've already explained a little bit about our film choice. We had a somewhat hard time choosing which film to do but after going through everything from Nosferatu to Baby Driver we ended up with… spuds interview from trainspotting??? Not an obvious choice but we all loved the scene, it’s very funny and seems achievable whilst still posing some challenges we would have to overcome.

Once we had chosen the scene we sprung into action looking for locations and actors. Cole, Dylan and I went to the City Cafe to ask about possibly filming there. Cole gave them his email and communicated with them. Whilst there I noted any possible risk like the small spaces and scoped where might be best for filming. The whole group then met up at Merchiston where we searched the campus, and then Craiglockhart campus for a suitable location.

We found many rooms we thought would be good but after a conversation with Andrew we realised just how accurate it had to be(WHICH IS VERY!!!!!). We looked at a couple halls and churches, really anywhere with an open space but everywhere was either very far, expensive or not accurate enough.

Some of the locations we considered

We settled on the Out of the Blue Drill hall as it had a music practice room that felt like the right atmosphere. Cliona was also confident in dressing the set so we went for it!! David booked it out and we had access for a few hours.

The day before the shoot we met up in the common room to do a camera test and to try and get all the framing and lens choices right. We had very little time on the actual sets so we wanted to make sure we were not messing around with lenses and knew roughly what framing to use. We also got to practise the dolly so we knew how we would do it on set. These are notes David and Cole made for the lenses they were going to use for each shot -

SHOT 5 - 24 SHOT 3 - 24 SHOT 4 - 24 SHOT 2 - 24 SHOT 1 - 24

SHOT 1 - 14mm SHOT 2 - 24/35mm SHOT 3 - 24 SHOT 4 - 14/24mm SHOT 5 - 24mm SHOT 6 - 35mm SHOT 7 - 24mm SHOT 8 - 24mm, could be 14mm

Shoot day

Waking up at 5:30 for a shoot is not very fun… especially when there's no hot water so you end up in a cold shower. A quick bit of breakfast and down to meet the group. Its dark, freezing and we were all tired but nevertheless morale was high. We stuck all the kit in an uber and cole and I got there by 6:30. We had half an hour to wait but decided it would be a good use of our time to start making sure camera settings were right, and to set up the tripod.

A very early start

We only an hour and 45 minutes at the City Cafe which ended up being an hour and 20 minutes after we set up and we had to be done by 8:45 so the cafe could open for 9. Needless to say it was stressful. For me atleast, a combination of a couple hours sleep and the time constraints was causing me to be a little stressed out and constantly let everyone know how much time we had. I think I did well to keep everyone on track as we got the last shot right on time before we had to pack up and leave. Cole and David were doing a really good job making sure everything was right. We did end up messing with lenses on the day but it was all okay in the end. Hope and Logan did a good job too meaning we didn't have to do many takes after setup which saved us a lot of time.

The drill hall was a much more relaxed shoot for me. We had a few more people which made lugging the kit around a bit easier and alot more time. We had a couple more shots but after seeing how well Hope knew their lines I was confident they weren't going to cause any problems schedule-wise. We had to move things about a lot during the shoot and kind of cheat the room to make it seem bigger and due to the fact that there was only one plain white wall as the other had a tv on it. This shoot also went well and I think the whole team was very happy with how we had done. Cliona did a great job on the production design with fake doors and everyone in the right costume, Cole and David did well making sure the framing was right and the actors performances were correct and Dylan did a good job on sound especially since it was his first time. 

What did I do???

Alright Coll enough just saying what happened nobody really wants to know. What IS important to the grade is what I did!!! And I know it sounds like all I did was get stressy and remind people of the time but I did other stuff too!

Risk assessments 

I did a risk assessment for both locations. Initially I had done it wrong when booking everything but putting two different projects in one risk assessment so I went back and created two separate risk assessments, one for the City Cafe and one for the practice room at the Out of the Blue Drill hall. I also made sure everyone on set was aware of the risks, especially when using lighting as a few people got close to touching a very hot light without any gloves on.

Call Sheet

I wasn't sure how call sheets worked when doing two different locations so i just put them all into one as it's still one shooting day with a very long break in between. I tried using the call sheet template that is on moodle but it genuinely started boiling my blood trying to edit the title thing. I’m not sure why but it just wouldn't work. I was on a test shoot for a grad film that had a nice looking and easy to read call sheet that got sent out so I decided to just use that as a template. I like it much better than the example on moodle but if this is the wrong way to do it im very sorry!! I’ll do it the right way next time. 

Schedule

I also created a loose schedule to follow. I knew we werent going to be hitting these marks exactly because some shots would take longer than others due to random issues but it was good to have goals, especially when we had such a short time to film in.

Booking Equipment 

I sat down with the group after doing the risk assessment and went through Siso looking for anything we might need. We might have booked a bit much and were more conservative with what we brought with us compared to our previous shoot for film narrative where we brought EVERYTHING. But we did use nearly all of it at some point or another.

Location agreements

I had to talk with the managers of the City Cafe and make them sign location agreements. I say make them sign it like I had a knife to their throat, it was more asking them very nicely but they seemed a little apprehensive. I’m not sure if location agreements are something you need to have at this stage but I figured it’s probably good practice and wouldn't hurt to have. 

On set

I was essential on the set too!! Apart from telling people we only had 15 minutes left, I was made a human C stand. In the cafe I was holding black flags and bounce pads as well as setting up most of the lighting. I also helped change lenses occasionally or helped Dylan with the sound equipment. 

At the drill hall I served pretty much the same purpose of human stand and assistant. I was also a contortionist as I had to hold the mural whilst being out of shot which meant twisting my body in some painful ways. But all is well and I have since recovered. Oh I also spent hours in the library trying to figure out how to print in colour so we could have the fire escape and no smoking signs which was fun!!

(This genuinely took me ages and is part of the reason I hardly slept the night before the shoot)

I'm really happy with how the recreation turned out, I think everyone did a really good job with their own areas and in terms of the recreation, it’s pretty accurate. I was very happy with the feedback we got and whilst its not EXACTLY the same, everyone agreed we got the tone right which is one of the trickiest things. I think we can put that mostly down to Hope but with us too!!

Anyway sorry there's so much to read I had some time to kill so pretty much wrote my thoughts. Heres a link to our production documents which are all in a nice big happy google drive together!

[bokuaosubs]

Lots to talk about (Ito Yuzu 2nd blog)

Hello, I’m Ito Yuzu!

Thank you for checking out my blog!

First of all, thank you for the performance at the FNS Music Festival!

I never thought I would one day be able to become part of the show I used to watch, so I was very happy 🥲

I am the kind of person who doesn’t usually get very nervous,

But this was my first singing show, and it was a live broadcast on top of that,

And my legs were shaking a little during the performance, thanks to how nervous I was! So I was definitely more anxious than I thought I would be lol

Even so, I had a lot of fun performing it ☁️

Before the show started, when all of us gathered round in a circle,

I found myself thinking that I was really happy to have met all 22 of you.

I’m really looking forward to spending my youth with you all 😌

And, the music video for ‘Aozora ni Tsuite Kangaeru’ is now out!!

Have you watched it often~??

The music video, which uses part of the solo introduction videos that were released beforehand, really captures everyone’s youth 💭

My favourite scene has to be the one where all of us are dancing underneath the blue sky, in the final chorus! Each one of us has an unique choreography after the dash in the final chorus, And, some of the members were paired up in duos or trios!

Check out which kind of poses each one of us is doing!

[Whenever we’re filming,] It usually rains all the time, but, this time, we were able to shoot underneath the clear blue sky, which is also included in the group’s name, so that made me really happy ☺️

The lyrics are very straightforward and have a clear message and,

I really thought that it is a wonderful song which naturally makes you smile after you listen to it.

I’ve discovered that the more you listen to it, the more you like it!!!

I thought I’d never wear a [school] uniform again、、、🫨

All of us wore different uniforms, but they matched our respective images and everyone looked really great!!

Here’s an offshot from the shooting of the solo introductory video 🫧

I was asked to shoot in this setting, which was based on a moment in college where each one of us had to make costumes, all together.

You can’t see my hands in the video, but, in reality, I was actually coloring in a design I drew beforehand while I was sitting down!

Besides that, we tried covering ourselves with different types of cloth, appearing from behind the curtains, walking and posing like models, and so on and so forth、、、

I was a little shy about the scene where I’m supposed to appear from behind the curtain, but the director and the extras were able to cheer me up and we ended up having lots of fun when shooting it!

Please watch the music videos and solo introduction videos often~

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We had our first online individual talk a few days ago!

Thank you to everybody who was able to come 😌

At first I was really nervous because I wasn’t sure if I could speak properly,

But by the end of it, I found myself really enjoying talking to everyone, and the time from the first to the seventh slot truly flew by.

People would show me that they bought the B.L.T. magazine feature, while others would tell me that they preordered the CD、、、！

Seriously, thank you so much 🙏🏻

I hope that the time you spent talking to me will become a wonderful memory for all of you 🕊️

‘I want you to style your hair like this!’ or ‘I want you to post this kind of picture on your blog!’ Please let me know if you have any suggestions like these!

The next [online talk] session I’ll be attending is the one on the 5th of August!

I look forward to talking to all of you 🫶🏻

Lastly, thank you for reading all the way to the end!

See you soon~

Ito Yuzu

[TL by: yuzuiro]

[zhanyes]

Tianshan dating headcannons because i also love these two dumbasses too

Also dedicated to @el-mundo-real who requested tianshan headcannons 🖤

. . .

- Literally no one knows whether they’re dating or not. Not even themselves because they don’t talk about it

- Jian yi thinks they’re dating already and Zhengxi says they’re still getting there (somehow they’re both right) and they make a bet

- He tian likes staying over at Mo’s and he’s gotten pretty close to mama Mo

- Mama Mo teaches him how to knit !! He tried to knit a scarf for Mo but it came out a little messy and tangled. Mo still wears it anyway saying it’s a waste of yarn if not used (He’s actually really touched)

- He eats dinner there about 5 times a week and sleeps over thrice a week. He’s a permanent fixture in the house now, he has his own plate and mug, utensils, toothbrush, a spare key, and more than half of his closet migrated to Mo’s closet

- Sometimes Mo “accidentally” wears He tian’s sweaters and He tian dies a little bit every time

- Sometimes He tian deliberately wears Mo’s clothes and it’s always tighter and a bit shorter on his body so when he moves his arms the shirt rides up. Mo guanshan shouts at him to change and to stop contaminating his clothes but his ears are red anyway

- They bicker A LOT. Over the smallest things because He tian loves riling him up and Mo gets riled up too easily

He tian, for the 7th time in 5 minutes: “What does this thing do?”

Mo guanshan, losing his mind: “THAT’S A FUCKING MICROWAVE WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK IT DO?!”

- There are times when homicide is the best option

Mo Guanshan: “I acknowledge that I can be mean sometimes-”

He tian, in the bathtub: “Sometimes?”

Mo Guanshan: “Shut the fuck up. So I brought you a bath bomb as a peace offering.”

He tian: “That’s a fucking toaster.”

Mo guanshan: “Exactly. A bath bomb.”

- Contrary to what his actions say, Mo guanshan is actually relieved that He tian spends most of his time in their apartment. He tian never told him but he can see how lonely the other teenager is

- Mo guanshan tries to teach He tian chores because He tian knows nothing about cleaning or doing everyday things

Mo guanshan: “How the fuck do you not know how to wash dishes where the hell do you eat?!”

He tian, drinking milk straight out the carton: “Obviously on plates, Momo. I just throw them away after.”

Mo guanshan, sputtering: “WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU THROW OUT PLATES?!”

- The first and only recipe that He tian managed to cook successfully is instant noodles with boiled egg that’s not quite cooked enough. Sometimes he brings Mo noodles as breakfast in bed and he looks so proud of it Mo has a hard time saying that the noodles are overcooked and that noodles aren’t exactly breakfast food (he eats it anyway)

- Mo sometimes, only sometimes, brings He tian grocery shopping because he needs to learn how to buy food for himself. Somehow He tian always ends up in the miscellaneous section where he has a pack of ballpens he’ll never use, 2 journals he’ll also never use, a couple of scented candles, various dog clothes and leashes for the dog he doesn’t have, a couple’s mug, and a vase in his cart

- He tian stopped trying to barge into Mo guanshan’s bed and sleeps on the futon on the floor beside it. It’s not the most comfortable and he had a hard time sleeping on it at first but he likes being in Mo’s company even while sleeping

- Sometimes Mo would move in his sleep and leave his arm dangling on the side of the bed, He tian grabs it of course and Mo wakes up to sweaty palms. He still leaves it for a few moments before harshly slapping away He tian’s hand

- Mo’s hands aren’t smooth at all because of working all the time and practicing the guitar but He tian loves them all the same. He likes to feel the contrast in textures with his slightly smoother hands

- He tian has a thousand pictures of Mo guanshan sleeping in various angles and poses. He has his favorites framed and keeps it on his bedside table in his apartment so when he’s sleeping there he still feels like they’re sleeping together

- Mo guanshan has a few of He tian sleeping but he swears up and down that he'll never do anything as disgusting as that. He makes one of them his wallpaper.

- Sometimes when they don’t feel like sleeping yet they stay up talking and arguing about random things

Mo guanshan: “Why would aliens be in space? The ocean is definitely the way to go.”

He tian: “But why would they be in the ocean? They’ll drown.”

Mo guanshan: “They’re aliens maybe they have gills or some shit.”

He tian: “I’m telling you they’re not in the ocean, Mo.”

Mo guanshan: “And I’m telling you you’re wrong, bastard.”

- On rare days they would stay up talking about their pasts and about life in general, with the lights closed and the only source of light is the moonlights from the window

- One of these nights, Mo told He tian about what happened to his dad and their restaurant, why they’re in so much debt over it and He tian holds Mo’s hand tightly throughout

- He knew better than to say that he could pay for that debt so Mo doesn’t need to worry anymore (He still says it anyway and Mo blew a fuse) but he swore to help Mo through other means

- The next day he orders a whole carton of mangoes, apples and peaches in his apartment and learns how to peel properly through youtube and Zhengxi

- He goes to Mo’s part time job in the grocery and helps him peel fruits, Mo guanshan doesn’t mention anything when he notices the bandaids on the other’s hands but he does cook him beef stew for dinner

- As expected He tian’s presence brings more customers and the manager asks if he wants to work there permanently but he said he’s only working for Mo so the manager can give Mo a raise instead

- Once, Mo got sick so he missed his part time job for the day (He was supposed to give away flyers on the streets) and got extra pissy because He tian didn’t visit him and wouldn’t answer his phone 

- Apparently He tian took over his job for the day and he only finds out when he goes to the manager and the manager asks when his ‘boyfriend’ can come back to work again because the customers love him

- He tian almost never talks about himself but once he talked about the puppy who disappeared after he saves it and then found out that it’s still alive after all these years

- Mo keeps quiet about it the whole time he was talking and the next few days he takes time to knit a small dog plushie and leaves it on He tian’s futon

- He tian didn’t cry, he didn’t (he did), but he hugged Mo and whispered a sincere thank you. For once, Mo lets it happen

- Mo quickly regrets his decision when He tian names the plushie “Chicken sandwich”

- He tian brings Mo in a lot of not-dates (according to Mo) like arcades, ocean parks, festivals, and fairs because he didn’t get to go as a kid and he wants to experience it for the first time with Mo

- They get crazy competitive in every game. Every. Single. One. If it’s a co-op shooting game they would compete on who kills the most enemies, if it’s a harmless crane game it becomes a competition of who can get the most plushies

- They both each have a photobooth strip. Mo keeps his as a bookmarker in a journal, and He tian has his in the back of his phone.

- They go on a double not-date with Jian yi and Zhengxi and it ends up in almost getting chased by a police car at 2 am in pokemon onesies and holding a bag of chips 

- Sometimes Mo would visit his dad in prison and just rant to him about He tian

Mo guanshan: “The nerve of that guy to do something like that in front of a teacher urgh.”

Papa Mo: “Your boyfriend sounds like a fun guy, son. I want to meet him soon.”

Mo guanshan: “BO-BOYFRIEND?!”

Papa Mo: “Yes???”

Mo guanshan: “No??? That bastard isn’t my boyfriend??”

Papa Mo: “Are you sure about that?”

Mo guanshan: “...Yes?”

- Enter gay panique because he doesn’t actually know whether He tian is his boyfriend or not

- They don’t call each other boyfriends and they never talked about it so no??? But they’re also not just friends so maybe??? Do they go on dates?? Can grocery trips be considered dates??

- He rings up Jian yi and the blonde just laughed for 5 minutes straight without stopping and he wonders how he’s still breathing

Mo Guanshan, after hearing Jian yi laughing for 5 minutes: “Are you fucking done?”

Jian yi, trying to catch his breath: “Man this is some top-tier entertainment.”

Mo guanshan: “WELL?!”

Jian yi: “Look bro literally no one knows whether you’re dating, fucking, planning each other’s murder OR planning a murder together.”

Mo guanshan: “What if it’s all of the above?”

Jian yi: “Then congratulations…? Please don’t murder me?”

Mo guanshan: “Urgh you’re fucking useless I should have called Zhengxi.”

Jian yi: “Wait don’t, I don’t wanna lose the bet. How about this, there’s a festival upcoming for couples and families, if He tian asks you then you’re probably, maybe, dating?”

Mo guanshan: “That’s stupid. AND WHAT BET?!”

Jian yi: “Ah woops gotta water my dog.”

- Mo tells himself that it’s stupid and there’s no way he’s falling for that...but he feels disappointed anyway when He tian doesn’t ask him the following days

- He tian asks on the last day before the festival, but he asks mama Mo first and Mo guanshan second cuz he wants to celebrate with both of them. He confessed that he’s never actually went to a festival with a family before so he was trying to build up courage to ask

- Mo guanshan is an absolute goner after that

- On the day of the festival, they find Zhanyi there on a date but decide to leave them alone. While they were leaving Jian yi kept throwing Mo guanshan so much winks that Zhengxi thought he got something in his eye

- The festival was fun but Mo couldn’t take his eyes off how happy and content He tian looks

- Queue cliche fireworks scene but it’s He tian being amazed by the fireworks and Mo looking mesmerized at him thinking, “Ah, I want him to look at me like that.”

- The next day, he drags He tian to visit his dad in jail

Papa mo: “Oh this is a surprise, you’ve never brought someone before?”

He tian, trying to introduce himself: “Hello, sir. I’m He tian, Mo guanshan’s fri-”

Mo guanshan, cuts him off: “Boyfriend. He’s my boyfriend, dad.”

He tian:

[astranva]

Watermelon Sugar (Behind the Scenes)

Word Count: 1.4k

Category: fluff!

Warning: Some strong language & not proof-read. honestly? i never proof-read ok, i’m always too excited

Summary: Shots of long-term girlfriend Y/N in Watermelon Sugar (Behind the Scenes).

Harry could remember when he asked her to be in his music video. He had been nervous, the fact that they both liked their privacy in his mind.

She was a 19 year-old university student when they met. They had taken their time to form a relationship; going on dates whenever neither of them was busy, talking on the phone like high school lovers, and by the 5th month, she had asked him that one question:

“Do you want to be my boyfriend?”

To the both of them, the setting was perfect. Her eyes were slightly red from crying out of exams’ stress, but Harry had come to the rescue with Chinese takeout and lots of cuddles.

He was sitting beside her on the ground, eating on the coffee table after promising to pretend to be her student so she could explain what she had studied, just to make sure it certainly stuck to her brain. She was studying architecture, and to say Harry was enamored by that would be an understatement.

The moment she asked him that one question, his head snapped to look at her, one noodle dangling from his mouth, eyes wide underneath his eyeglasses that it made her heart swell and giggle.

After containing himself and swallowing, Harry had managed to reply;

“I would love to be your boyfriend.”

And then he was always there. He was there at her graduation, taking numerous pictures of her and being in almost every single family picture of hers. He was there when she was going through a 2-year full-on stress to get her masters, showering her with love and pride until she was officially an architect at the age of 25.

He was there when she got her first full-time job, postponing all his events and work for the day just so he could drive her to and from the office on her first day – he even packed her lunch and slipped in a good luck note.

Harry was there in all the in-betweens and she was, too.

They had shared many milestones together as a couple, too.

When Harry met Y/N in one of his hometown friends’ house party, her hair was long. In fact, he could remember conversing with her about his own hair length which he was letting get longer during that time when he was 19. Reaching the middle of her back, she kept her hair at that very length for a long time, until she decided to suggest something one night after her and Harry had wrestled to eat the last pizza slice while in Jamaica in 2016 as he wrote his album:

“Hey, what do you think about cutting our hair and donating it?”

Harry had cut her hair, and she had cut his. While she gave him a boy-cut, he had cut her hair to shoulder-length, only for her to surprise him the following day by giving herself a matching boy-cut and heavens, he was in love.

Harry was definitely thankful and grateful for having Y/N beside him, and in his life; but he was also thankful for the relationship that grew between her and the fans.

The fans weren’t monsters, most of them could spot a bad person miles away. They disliked problematic people; the ones who were ignorant to world problems and didn’t use their privilege right. But it was when pictures of Harry and Y/N from a time when Harry visited her on campus surfaced on the internet that a whole lot of people grew happy.

How could they not? They could see how happy he was around her – the happiest they had seen him. Pictures of him doubled over as he laughed, her attempting to give him a piggyback ride, Harry at a uni party, drunk, with his arm around her as they both cheered.

From time to time, a picture would surface of the both of them and it would make the internet go crazy.

The fans’ had many favorite pictures of the couple, and right on top, were the ones from her graduation; pictures of Harry beaming at her as he recorded her speech, them posing with her graduation cap on Harry’s head, him carrying her bridal-style as she held one arm out in the air with her cap, a picture of Harry taking a picture of her and her family, everything was too wholesome and raw.

They enjoyed how relatable Y/N was. The tweets she wrote during her exams, how woke she was and how she continued to help people educate themselves on important matters, how she used stan lingo.

Yourtwitterusername: @Harry_Styles release medicine you coward

More often than not, Y/N would retweet memes Harry’s fans would create, and the fans loved that. They loved interacting with her, especially since she treated them as friends and as one of them.

With all that in mind, Harry was giddy and excited to ask Y/N a question one night:

“Baby, honey,” he nuzzled his head in her neck as he climbed on top of her on bed, smiling into her neck when he heard her laugh at his sudden move before she wrapped her arms around him, “D’you think you can be in my music video? Watermelon Sugar?”

It had taken him some convincing to do but they managed to reach an agreement;

“Fine, yes. I’d love to go on a beach with you and slurp and all watermelons.”

To which Harry replied back to with:

“Wanna slurp on one thing.”

The day of filming came, and it was everything Harry had wished for.

His Y/N was in yellow swimwear that consisted of a bikini top and high-waisted bikini bottoms that made her skin pop and glimmer. Face devoid of makeup, just the way she liked to be in at the beach.

The final video had many shots of Harry and Y/N together, making the world go crazy.

In the final music video which was released in May, after Harry’s solo shots, it showed Y/N. Looking straight into the camera, she ran her hands across her body before another shot showed her lips taking a bite of a watermelon, juice going down her lips and down her chin, all the way to the valley between her breasts.

Another shot of Y/N feeding Harry berries as he had his head on her lap, a shot of her caressing his lips, a shot of Harry running with her on his back, a shot of Y/N splashing water and having fun with the other models, a shot of Y/N with Ephrata on her back, both laughing, a shot of Harry’s fingertips, ring-clad fingers showed as he glided his hand across her leg, and the shot that many fans squealed and went crazy over; a shot of Harry’s thumb grazing her bottom lip before they kissed.

But when August came, 1st of, no one was expecting a behind-the-scenes video of the music video they were still trying to get over.

Watermelon Sugar (Behind the Scenes).

The video started with everyone running on the beach, only silhouettes shown. The moment Y/N appeared, everyone couldn’t help but gush over how goofy their idol and his girlfriend were.

A shot of Harry in his yellow shirt and swimming trunks, showing off how he could do push-ups with Y/N lying on his back.

A shot of Harry and Y/N lying on their fronts, propped up on their elbows as they talked before she reached to take his sunglasses off his face and onto hers, Harry’s smile growing wider,

A shot of Harry holding a Super 8 film camera, shooting his girlfriend as she held two small cut watermelon slices over her boobs, tipping her head back.

A shot of Y/N lying on her stomach, Harry lying with his head on her bum.

A shot of Y/N on a model’s shoulder, playing chicken fight with other 2 models from set, trying to push the other model before managing to and raising her arms up with her mouth open, turning to look at Harry.

A shot of Harry with Y/N on his back, spinning her around.

It wasn’t just a video to anyone.

It wasn’t just what was behind the scenes of the official video, it was a window to peak through at Harry and Y/N’s relationship. They could see the support, the love that was within the both of them and how alike they were with how they interacted with everyone else.

What made it all better, was the comments a few models wrote after the release of the bts video on the couple in reply to the fans:

“Yes! Y/N is a sweetheart! Can’t even tell who’s more lucky, harry or Y/N!”

“It honestly all felt like a friends’ gathering, and it’s because Harry and Y/N were making sure it all was fun”

“You should’ve seen the stuff that weren’t included in the video! They’re definitely a dream❤”

Harry and Y/N weren’t a perfect couple, no, far from it but one thing they reminded each other of, all the damn time was:

they were real.

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yourinstagram: well that was fun! thank you for the beautiful women and men on set that helped create this vid. & an absolutely fun day. @harrystyles i’m so fucking proud of you and everything you do. i love you, rockstar❤

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I'm not sure about the rule so can you do inarizaki with a model and streamer s/o? 💖

streamer / model - miya twins, suna & kita

warnings: none

miya atsumu

miya osamu

sun rintarou

kita shinsuke [masterlist]

hey hey, thanks for the request, no worries i don’t have rules for asks! hehe i think this scenario is cute, hope yah enjoy it! asks and dms are open for requests.

model

“Ready up angels!”the stage manager calls your attention, you were nervous and excited, tonight you were given the honour to open for the show, so you were going to be walking down the runway first. The make up team quickly does the last touches on your make up and the stage manager fixes the lingerie and giant (colour) wings on your back. You were ushered to the landing area, waiting for the artist and the music to play. 

“Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome (favourite artist).” 

“Stand by first model, (first name).”the stage manager tells you and you nod your head, the intro of (favoruite song) starts playing and the stage manager cues you in. You make your entrance and the crowd goes wild, you strut down the runaway, looking out into the crowd and the unmistakable faux blonde hair of your boyfriend catches your attention, you meet his eyes and decided to sway your hips seductively a little a lot to the song. You see him bit his lip and it gives you a newfound energy on the runway, as you approach the artist they offer you their hand, twirling you around giving the wings on your back a fluttering effect.

 As you arrive back in the landing you’re quickly pushed to the dressing room for a change of outfit and in minutes you’re out again, after a few more quick changes you are strutting one last time in the runaway, you wave and blow kisses to the audience, finding your blonde lover again and sending him an all too suggestive wink before giving a final pose. Once you’re all backstage, you and all the girls cheer at the success of the show, snapping pictures and all heading to the after party lounge. 

Picking up your phone to message Atsumu but thick toned arms snake around your waist and you’re greeted by the familiar cologne of your boyfriend, “You looked really good, babe.”you turn in his arms, wrapping your own around his neck, pulling each other closer and giving him the kisses you both longed for. “Thanks Tsumu, I wanted to give you a show.”he growls at your words and you pull away, “Or maybe to your friends, kidding.”you tease your blonde lover, pressing hot kisses to his neck. 

“Fuck babe, you were so hot. I’m glad I get to take you home.”

streamer

“Hi hi! Welcome to my stream, its (username) here!”

“I know it’s a little bit different today, we’re not gaming but we’re cooking with my partner and a Q & A!”you wave at the laptop you had set up for the stream session today, Osamu awkwardly waves at your stream, he was too cute, you talk about your plans bringing back the attention to yourself. “So babe what are we making for the stream?”you quickly fix the webcam so it would have a good view of the kitchen, “I’m not sure, what does your chat want.”he juts his thumb to your screen and your chat starts spamming all their suggestions.

‘[(random username) donated ¥ 10,000] It’s my birthday today, how about a cake?’

A donation notification sounded, the robotic voice of your text-to-speak read off the donation, “Ohh Happy happy birthday (random username), nee Osamu can we make a cake?”you clap your hands, singing the happy birthday song for your fan, “We can most definitely bake a cake.”he prepares the ingredients and you cheer as more of your fans begin chatting their favourite flavours and decorations the cake should have.  Osamu mixes the batter and you stand beside him, he wants you to be his assistant and look pretty, while he does that, you begin to read out questions for you both to answer.

‘Osamu-san, is (first name) a good cook, what food has she cooked for you?’

You read out the first question, Osamu thinks about it for awhile before answering, “She isn’t a good cook, she cooked me some pancakes but half of it was burnt.”your face turns red in embarrassment and you smack your grey haired boyfriend, “So mean Samu, I thought you love me.”pouting at your partner and playfully crossing your arms. “I do babe but you really stink at cooking.”he presses a kiss to your forehead, deeping the blush of your cheeks.

“Okay next question!” 

You answered as much questions as you guys could and the next thing you knew that cake was baked and cooled, ready for you to design it. You take the offset spatula and began smearing the icing on the cake, throwing in a couple sprinkles and writing illegible words on the cake. You stare at the monstrosity you designed, the cake was baked well credits to your lovely chef of a boyfriend but you were not skilled enough to do the pipping and the adding of sprinkles, “Good job, looks good babe.”Osamu presses a kiss to your forehead as you finished up the design, you knew he was being nice so you just accepted the affection, you both lifted the cake for your viewers to see. 

“Well, I think it kinda turned out okay.”

streamer

You stifle a yawn as you stretch out your limbs, glancing over your clock it was 3:30 am you’ve been streaming for about four hours now. You were on a winning streak in Call of Duty and didn’t want to stop, your snipes were on fire today. “Babe come on, let’s head to bed. It’s late and you’re literally about to fall asleep.”the voice of your boyfriend draws your attention, “just one more game Shin.”smiling sleepily at the salt and pepper haired male, he pats your head and you lean up close enjoying his warm touch. ‘Aww you guys are the cutest’your chat goes wild, spamming it with hearts and you giggle at your chat but one message catches your attention, it read.

‘(username) get your boyfriend to play’

“Good idea chat!”your eyes light up, “Shin look, they want you to play!”you point at your screen, he turns to the monitor eyes following the chat, “Are you sure I’m not that good.”he rubs the back of his head unsure, “It’s okay, it’s all for fun!”you roll you chair to the side to give him some space but he stops you, instead he gestures for you to get up. Confused you follow anyways, Kita settles in your chair and he pats his lap, “come sit babe.”he pulls your body towards him until you’re sitting quite comfortably on his lap, “Will I get in trouble for this chat?”you laugh as you snuggle into you boyfriend’s warmth, shifting the headphones over to his head and quickly going over the controls with him. You set him up in a lobby and letting him pick whatever skin he prefers. Once he got it done, he was doing great, you were yelling at him on what to do and he panics, causing your chat to go crazy from they way you both interacted.

‘You are my parents, you guys are too cute.’

Your focus shifts to Kita, face morphed into concentration as he did his best in the game, he was so cute. He was able to kill a few players and survived the gulag, it was a funny sight to see. Your eyes become heavy, a small yawn leaving your lips, your eyes droop close and you lean closer into Kita but before you could completely drift off he wraps you up in his arms. 

“Guys, I think I’ll end the stream here. It seems like she’s fallen asleep.”

model

Standing at the gate of Inarizaki high, you were lost, you were from a different school, “Ano, excuse me do you know where the volleyball club is?”you tap the nearest male’s shoulder to get his attention, he had blonde hair and wearing what you assume to be the volleyball club uniform. “You! You’re (last name)! You’re really pretty in person”his eyes widens in realisation, jaw hanging open as it dawns on him the model he’s seen on several magazine covers stands before him. “Shh!”you politely smile at the male, holding up your finger to your lips, he nods his head smiling widely. “I’m heading there, I can definitely take you!”he says a little bit excitedly and you can’t help but laugh at the male, “Thank you thank you.”you slightly bow to the male before following him to the direction of the gym.

“I’m Miya Atsumu by the way. Why are yah headin to the gym?”he introduces himself side glancing at you. “Well you already know me but I’m here to see someone.”walking up to the gym you can clearly hear the loud squeaking of shoes running across the court, you couldn’t help the nervous smile to show on your face. You wanted to surprise your boyfriend, he didn’t know you were in the area for a photo shoot so you wanted to visit him. You both walk in the gym, all the boys were busy warming up so they don’t notice, you wave off the blonde telling him to hush about your presence and walk off to the side sitting at one of the many benches. You watched interest as they played a practice match, you’ve never seen Suna play and man were you more attracted to the man, you were practically drooling as he flexed his muscles to block spikes. The coached called for a break and the boys all went to the benches near where you sat, as soon was Suna walks up, he meets your eyes.

“(first name) you’re here?”his eyes widens at the sight of you, “Surprise!”a smile forms on his lips, his sleepy demeanor changing into a more energetic one, “Do you know her?”Atsumu looks between you and Suna bewildered, “How do you know her, she’s like a big time model!”your boyfriend nods his head. “She’s my girlfriend.”the whole gym goes quiet staring wide eyed at their middle blocker, Suna takes this opportunity to go to sit beside you. Taking the towel from his hand, you wipe of his sweat before leaving a small peck on his cheek, “How do you have a girlfriend before me yah sleepy bastard.”Atsumu grumbles earning a laugh from you, “Aren’t your teammates such sweethearts.”you giggle at the scene, you did rounds of introductions and answer their questions about the both of you until they had to get back to practice.

The boys finished up and you waited for Suna by the gym doors, as soon as he stepped out the door you jumped into his arms, catching you without any problems, you wrap your legs around his waist so he’s carrying you. “I missed you.”finally pressing your lips against his, you sigh in happiness, “I missed you, too babe. But why didn’t you tell me you were coming, I could’ve skipped practice today or even class.”he snuggles closer to you but you just shook your head, “I wanted to surprise you, I was in the area for a photo shoot.”you kiss the tip of his nose, his face breaks out into a smile and connects your lips again. “You were so sexy when you played, you’re so good Rin.”you drop your head to whisper in the dark haired male’s ear, licking a stripe down to his jaw and his breathing hitches.

“Let’s go ‘cuddle’ in my bed.”

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herro herro! the late valentines special will continue tomorrow click here to see it in [masterlist] under gala days, also added the other members for this request. hope yah guys enjoyed it, i not sure if it’s good, i’ve been super stressed lately some shit came up about my ex and the old apartment we use to live in. anyways leave a like and comment if you liked it! have a great one, jaa ne!

all the love xx

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Mon 12 April ‘21

Liam enjoyed the rest of his BAFTAs night post show; while the good reviews of his performance flooded in and Midnight re-entered the itunes charts he had some drinks (“a rum or two deep celebrating”) and had some fun posting with the BAFTAs filters and his digital avatar-- he posed with the digital Liam avatar (“not often you get to take a picture with yourself!”) which, again, looks even creepier and worse with the contrast of real Liam looking cute and like, HUMAN, right there! Later in the night he turned against the stand in, posting a pic of it scribbled up with glasses and moustache and devil horns and more, quite right. Burn it with FIRE!! Ghost hunter pal Zak Bagans also has some doubts about that uncanny imposter and commented about how you aren’t supposed to meet your doppelganger-- “exercise me spiritual guide,” said Liam, (which I personally think is a VERY funny typo for exorcise) and “ghost adventures honorary member when do I start,” well if you ask me Liam you can start by bringing back Cornelius, ANYTIME. He also got official BAFTAs posed pics, he looks like a proper movie star himself! Nice to see him again, and he enjoyed being back too- today he posted a pretty selfie captioned “still on a high from yesterday’s performance felt like a lifetime since I’d been onstage.” And not only that, he posted some art! The beginning of a drawing of a person (“beginning something really special I hope”) and a pretty older piece. A+++ Liam content all around, even with that scary fake!Liam!

A picture was posted of Niall out playing golf and may I just say DAMN NIALL that’s a lot of LOOK for the golf course!! The Fashion, the Hair, wow. But that would be where he would care about Bringing It, idk why I’m surprised. He also congratulated both the winner of the Masters and a fan whose fantasy league picks were good, but no word on the Anne Marie collab- the agency that worked on the shoot visuals posted about it but no new info.

Louis didn’t show his face but we got to see it anyway- a huge collection of outtakes from his House of Solo photshoot from late 2019 was posted! The photog from that shoot has posted outtakes before a few times and it’s been a little pointless, just almost exactly the same as the posted ones, but this batch is different and way more exciting! There are actual behind the scenes shots of him breaking the Serious Model Face, and also plenty of brand new seriously gorgeous posed shots. They were posted not by the photographer this time but by a fan burner account?? Very mysterious! Louis himself just commented on a post by his keyboard player Zak of him playing music, a cover- “YES LAD”.

And the girl that took the pic of Harry at the park the other day posted more from that encounter and announced that in fact he was with Olivia! Very unlikely given that… well mostly given that they’re not actually dating but also, you expect me to believe this person is someone who wants us to know they were together but didn’t take a pic of her and also didn’t mention it until just now? Come on. I mean even if she was there they still aren’t dating so w/e, but I just find that EXTREMELY  hard to believe. Olivia has been seen many times lately (because she keeps getting herself papped) over by the house she and Jason are sharing in South London, but not near Harry’s place. Eleanor was over near there though! She, like many Londoners, celebrated today’s re-openings by heading out- she went to the Spaniards Pub with friends (and Bruce, her dog.)

[everlarkficexchange]

The Archer and The Wrestler.

Written by: @thegirlfromoverthepond

Prompt 90: The Olympic committee is selling sponsorships and heavily advertising the upcoming games. The most photogenic of each sport is asked to pose for pics and attend functions, film commercial together, do some interviews. What sports represented by Katniss, Peeta, others? Required to look cozy? Animosity behind those smiles? Competitiveness? Banter? Any secrets? Do they have a “breakfast club” ending? by @567inpanem

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Summary: Katniss Everdeen and Peeta Mellark meet in the office of Trinket Advertising, where they have to shoot pictures for sponsors.

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Thank you @567inpanem for the prompt ! I had fun writing it :) PLus I could place it in my country which is always a plus. I hope you won’t be disappointed … 

My deepest thanks to @sunsetsrmydreams for pre reading and betaing.

To @xerxia31 and @javistg thank you for hosting such a nice event … and So sorry for the delay !

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  I should be practicing, she thought, instead of pacing the long, white, corridor of Trinket Advertising.

  Katniss still had a ton to do for the Games. Be sure to be fit, to be healthy, to be accurate. To shoot straight.

  She really didn’t want to spend her afternoon waiting for some photographer to ask her to act natural in front of a camera. But she was just glad she didn’t have to shoot with someone from the team, as she was pretty sure she wouldn’t be able to focus with the constant bickering between Johana and Gale or how Haymitch, their trainer, would “Sweetheart” this or that. 

  Still no clue as to why she had been picked to be the representative of her sport for the sponsors and advertising. She wasn’t really sure she knew what it entailed, how much time she would spend parading around the media instead of practicing. She knew archery wasn’t such a popular sport in the States, preventing her from spending huge amounts of time in talk shows, or interviews. 

Plus, seeing the recognition made Prim, her sister, so proud and happy, Katniss hadn’t been able to turn down the offer when it came. 

  “Kathy Everdeen? You’re up next.” The assistant’s piercing voice echoed in the long corridor. Katniss closed her eyes, taking a deep breath to not correct the woman.

  “Welcome to the Strange Name That Can’t Be Taken Seriously Club.” Another voice, male this time, made her open her eyes. 

In front of her was a man of around her age, wearing the male version of the US Olympics shirt she had on..

  Only his was stretched across his broad frame, where she was glad hers was loose around her lean body. 

  He extended his hand.

  “Peeta Mellark. Wrestling. Founding member of the club.” She stared at his hand, before moving a step forward to shake it. “You’re the archer ? Katniss right?”

  She stopped mid-movement. How could he know her name ?

  “I saw your name on the list, so I figured you’d be next ?” He said, almost shyly, as if he had offended her, or invaded her privacy.

  She saw the movement of his hand, that she had left unshaken, going to his hair, his fingers raking through his mane of curls.

  He had done nothing wrong, she realized, just tried to clear the air. She took a breath, before extending her own hand in front of her.

  “Yeah, I’m Katniss. Archery. How much is the subscription to the club?”

  He laughed, before shaking her hand.

  “How about tea after you’re done ?”

  “Too bad I only drink coffee … but I guess if you can wait a bit, that’s doable.” Katniss almost smiled when Peeta started to laugh.

  “Oh my goodness, I have a genius idea !” A voice froze their handshaking. “We are going to do pair shootings! Mix the sports together, along with the portraits. It’s going to be legendary !”   

  A woman with very pink hair matching her very pink outfit stood in the entrance leading towards the studio. As soon as she stopped talking, a flock of what Katniss could only think were assistants came in view, all clapping their hands or praising the Pink Lady.

  “Effie, this is another grand idea! We should start right now with these two!” The woman that had misspelled Katniss’ name said, “as they are both here.”

  “What are you waiting for, Octavia, take her to make-up right now! I need to call Plutarch, I am having a ton of ideas ! Hush hush, now come on, quickly!” 

  Katniss saw the assistants moving as one, starting to circle her and Peeta, moving them forward inside the studio, where a couple were checking their cameras and the large umbrellas reflecting the lights.

  “Cinna, Portia, I had an epiphany!” The Pink Lady walked towards the couple as quickly as her pencil dress and very high heels allowed her, while Katniss was ushered to the make-up table. She noticed that Peeta was following right behind her, with the other half of the assistants. She met his gaze, saw him shrug before he was taken to another table, shielded from her view by the different makeup and hair artists around them.

  “We’ll start with you, Kathy!” Octavia said a few minutes later. Katniss took another deep breath, calming her temper. In just a few minutes, she’ll be gone. Archery wasn’t high on the list of sponsors, nobody cared about them, but for the bow and arrows brands. 

  Katniss didn’t have time to muse as the sound of Octavia’s heels on the tiling started again. She rose from the chair, following the young woman towards a dressing cabin.

  “You’ll find your uniform inside. You’re a S, right?”

  “How do you know?” Katniss asked, surprised that the woman guessed correctly.

  “I have an eye for that. Plus, it’s written on your card.”

  She repressed another eyeroll, trying to keep in mind that Octavia was only doing her job, before she entered the dressing cabin. 

White pants, blue polo lined with red, and a white undershirt to protect her arms. The standard equipment.

  Yet, it was something to see it, to realize she would represent her country in the most important tournament there could be, that she had achieved one of her goals. To be an Olympian.

  She took the polo, turning it slowly, almost afraid to read what was on the back.

  Everdeen.

  Her father’s name, embroidered in the cotton of the shirt.

Pride rushed through her veins as her fingers traced the letters.

  “I did it, Papa. I’m going to the Olympics.”

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  It was now official. She hated photoshoots. First, because it was taking an awful lot of time, then because you had to smile. All.the.time. That Katniss hasn’t screamed yet or ran off the door was entirely due to her willpower gained from years of training.

  The photographer, Cinna, wasn’t a talker. He was taking his time to snap picture after picture, never acknowledging Octavia or Effie’s advice for her to smile this way, or that way. Because there was apparently a way to smile properly.

  She could feel her anger rise with each passing minute, the incessant chatter of the women, the silence of the photographer, the heat from the spotlights, the wind from the huge fans, the itching from the label of the polo on her neck… 

  “I think it’s time to pair them up.” The photographer’s voice calmly said, silencing the two women.

From being Effie and Octavia, Peeta made his way towards the scene where Katniss was standing. 

  Before anyone could say a thing, Cinna turned to Effie and his assistant.

“Ladies, can you please check if we have athletes that can be paired tomorrow too? I’m sorry to ask in such short notice, but I think Effie’s idea is something we have to work on.. of course it will mean you change all the schedules..”

  “Oh, my, Cinna, but yes, of course! If you think so ? But will you be able to manage with these two?” Effie Trinket asked. Katniss could feel the sharpness of her gaze as the older woman looked at her.

  “If there is the slightest problem, I’ll make sure Portia comes to get you.” 

  “Yes, please. Because if we can manage to pair Brutus and Enobaria, we might be on something, right?”

  “Right.” Cinna nodded, before moving towards his material, his back to Katniss as he rummaged through his material.

  She looked at her partner in the photoshoot, who seemed as lost as she was. He kept running his hand in his mane of blond hair, before shoving them in his pockets. Seconds after, he was doing the same movements again. She realized she was doing the same, undoing the end of her braid before redoing it, over and over again.

She really couldn’t wait to be out of the studio.

  “Will you two stand back to back, please?” Cinna’s voice startled her, even though it was barely over a whisper. “Portia, can you please close the door?” 

  That’s when she realized how silent the place was without Effie and Octavia. Without their neverending chatter, their disapproving tongue clicks, or their exaggerated sighs.

It almost felt … good.

  Almost.

  She started to move then, turning her back to Peeta, before crossing her eyes, hoping he would take the hint to do the same. The sooner they were done, the better. She had her bow waiting for her, after all.

  She felt the fabric of Peeta’s polo on her arm, yet, never his weight on her back.

  She looked at Cinna, who nodded approvingly, before starting to take pictures. 

  “Should we smile?” She heard Peeta’s deep voice right behind her, asking the question she didn’t dare ask.

  “Do what you want, don’t mind me.” the photographer answered behind his material.

  “What we want?” Katniss echoed, unsure she had heard correctly. The previous hour had been filled with recommendations on what to do, on poses to take, on how to smile … 

  Cinna lowered his camera.

  “I’m not Effie. Beauty is everywhere, it doesn’t have to be faked by poses or false smiles. Just do what you two want.” He shrugged before checking something on his camera. “I’ll need a few minutes to fix this, try to relax.”

  Katniss turned to her partner in shooting, to realize he had already moved and was facing her.

  “You told me you were a coffee girl, right?”

  “Yup. Black, no sugar.”

  “I don’t take sugar in my tea, either. See we have something in common.” Peeta put his hands high. “Oh, no high five ? We’re not close enough yet.”

  “Definitely not, singlet boy.”

  “Ouch, that hurts. Know, Miss Everdeen, that a lot of women find that uniform .. appealing.” He raised his eyebrows, wiggling them explicitly. 

  “I bet they do. The main question is, do you have to shave your torso, so your opponent won’t have the opportunity to pull at your chest hair ?”

  Katniss didn’t know what came to her to ask such a question.  It was like Peeta made it easy for her to talk, when she usually wasn’t famous for speaking or making her voice heard without shouting.

  It was like he had a calm, soothing temper, like a lazy river, ready to cover the fire that was in her.

Maybe they made a good pair.

  “Yeah, the worst is the wax under the armpit.” He deadpanned, not even letting a smile on his face.

  She could totally imagine him taken down to “Beauty Base Zero” as the woman at the beauty parlor had told her the only time she went there. It included all sorts of treatments, each worse than the others. She even told her sister to not gift her with that kind of torture anymore.

  “Ouch.. I hope your girlfriend covers you in aloe after that …” 

Katniss knew she wasn’t the most girly woman around, yet she sometimes put on mascara or had her legs waxed from time to time, mostly for competitions when she had decided to wear the short-skirts or the long bermudas. 

  “Well, meet Hanna, my girlfriend.” Peeta said casually, showing his right hand, wiggling his eyebrows - again.      

  It took Katniss a few seconds to catch up on the double-entendre.

  “Oh, my, you’re disgusting!” Her words couldn’t completely hide her smile. There was something to this man that somehow made her want to talk, to speak, to even trust him. 

  “I bunked with Finnick Odair at the Youth Olympic Games. That was disgusting! He shaves himself ! the room was full of his hair!”

  “Well, you could have collected them before putting them on Ebay. You’d be rich by now.”

  “I should have, yes. Dam, why didn’t I know you back then to give me good advice!”

  “I wasn’t at the YOG.”

  “I know, I would have noticed you.”

She looked at him, with questions in her mind. His eyes were blue, so clear nothing was shadowing them, she was left without words.

  Click.

  —-

  Katniss couldn’t believe she was at the Olympics. In Paris, France. That her childhood dream of bringing a golden medal home was nothing but a few arrows away. A lot of stress, too. She raised her bow, lining the target with her eye, throwing  a quick glance to the small flags lining the area to check the wind, took a deep breath, before letting go of the arrow.

  She knew right away that it would miss the center of the target. A breath of hair on the right, still not enough to get full marks. She had underestimated the wind on this large, open area that the Esplanade des Invalides was.

  “Not too bad.”  She jumped at the voice behind her. Maybe some kind of volunteer that had been allowed inside the arenas for training. She needed to focus on the target, on the little golden area that would make her mark a ten in the competition.

  She took another arrow from the quiver on her left hip, slid it in the bow, looked at the wind, took a deep breath, lifted her weapon, aimed at the target. With the next exhalation of air, she let go of the arrow, knowing right away it would hit the center. 

  She had never been able to explain how she knew, each and every time how her arrow would behave. It was a feeling, a sensation, deep inside of her. 

  Thunk !  

  She looked at the target, saw that indeed the arrow was in the yellow area. She almost let a smile show on her mouth, when the same voice distrubed her again.

  “You might win if you shoot like that.”

  Katniss closed her eyes, letting a sigh escape before turning to face whoever decided to disturb her training. 

  “Peeta!” She felt a smile forming on her face. “What are you doing here?”

  He shrugged. “I was practising, then decided to go for a walk. It’s Paris after all!”

  “Here?” Katniss was pretty sure she hadn’t seen any other sport on the green grass in front of the Invalides.

  “Oh, not here here, over there!” Peeta turned, his right hand moving over his shoulder, showing the Eiffel Tower. “Wrestling is on the Champ de Mars, at the feet of the tower”

  “Really? You’ll have to tell me when you’re in the tournament. So I can come and see you.”

  Peeta’s hand went to his head, his fingers raking through his mane of golden curls.

“You’re sure ? If the press sees you there….”

  “I’ll tell them I came to support a friend.”

  “But you know how the paparazzi are …”

  “We’re in France, not the US, nobody cares about archery or wrestling - no offense intended.”

  “None taken.” 

  Peeta looked around, before coming closer to the barriers surrounding the archery arena, then leaning slightly on them, giving Katniss the opportunity to see the muscles in his forearms. She wondered briefly if he already had his waxing treatment.

  “Something on your mind, Everdeen?”   

  Who was he again? A mind-reader ?  She quickly turned her eyes  from his arms, not lingering on the broad expense of his chest, or how bright his eyes were.

  “Yup. I have to finish training if I don’t want to look too ridiculous when the competition starts.”

“What do you say we try one of these cafés when you’re done?” he casually asked. Katniss could see something in his eyes - was it hope ?

  Damn, was he playing unfair by throwing coffee into the mix. As if she was known to refuse a cup. 

  “I still have a few minutes of practice, maybe a raincheck?”

  He shrugged, before looking around. “I’m in no rush. I can wait. Patience is a virtue, young grasshopper.”

  She nodded, before taking another arrow out of her quirrel. 

   “Yes, Sensei.”

  The arrow hit the center of the target.

  ———————–

  Katniss knew she shouldn’t be there. Not that she didn’t want to, but after  pictures of her and Peeta laughing in a small café had hit the stands, her phone hadn’t stopped beeping, demanding a confirmation if there was something going on between the two of them. That, perhaps, all the rumors that had been born after the photoshoot with Cinna, were not rumors at all.

  Effie Trinket was, of course, delighted. Jo wouldn’t stop asking about LoverBoy, Gale was threatening to beat the shit out of Peeta (Katniss was almost ready to let him try to do that), and Haymitch kept on asking her if her little romance would damage her results in the field.

  Everything was peachy.

  Yet, she couldn’t find it in her to regret the time she had spent with Peeta. She couldn’t remember the last time she had laughed so much, that she had been able to confide to someone as she had done with him, how he had been open to her too. Like two old friends rekindling a friendship after spending years apart. 

  Friends they could have been, they had realized when discussing their native places. They had grown up about a hundred miles apart, in the same district of West Virginia. They could have crossed paths about a dozen times, sharing memories of the Meadow Park, where they both had spent time, Katniss had even worked there when they were younger. 

  Sometime during their afternoon chat, a photographer had spotted them, recognized them, and snapped pictures.

  That was a trending subject on Twitter minutes later, before someone even created a ship name for them. The hashtag #Everlark trended for more than a day.

  Katniss had pushed her phone away, blocked all the numbers she didn’t know, called Peeta to apologize, before focusing solely on her training.

  Her perfect plan had crumbled in hours, when Peeta had caught her in the Victor’s Village Cafeteria, explaining how he was sorry for everything, as the idea of coffees had been his. 

They had ended up sharing a meal with Gale and Jo, as well as some of Peeta’s teammates, who kept joking about the Everlark hashtag. In a matter of two hours Katniss was laughing with them, the pain of Effie’s scheme forgotten.

  That was why she was currently in the corridors of the Arena where Judo and Wrestling competitions were being held. Her own tournament was starting in two days and Katniss would rather watch sports she didn’t understand, then stay in her room, anxiously waiting for her turn to compete.

  Maybe it was time for her to play team mate too. She had put on her US Team attire, gotten her accreditations cards, before jumping into one of the buses that led her to the Champ de Mars. 

  She hadn’t seen Peeta since breakfast the morning before, when she had forgotten to ask him if he was still okay for her to come.

  The building was elegantly sitting on the green grass. In the back, she could see the Eiffel Tower, all dressed up in her beauty and dignity.

  In a few minutes she had found the hall with the wrestlers, and a seat in the ranks reserved for athletes. She recognized Thom and Thresh, two of Peeta’s teammates, who waved at her. She talked to them for a few minutes, learning their categories were competing in the coming days.

  “Peeta should be in two matches.” Thresh informed her as she sat on the plastic seat. “He should make it to the quarters easily. After…”

  “After?” She asked, unsure what THresh meant.

  “After, in the quarters he should face Katø, the Russian. A beast. “

  “A beast?” 

  “Yeah, 164 pounds of malice and nastiness.”

  “Charming… Maybe someone will eat this Katø first ?” 

  Thresh shook his head.

  “Na, not with this draw. His first worthy opponent will be Peeta.”

  She looked at Thresh, thinking back to the afternoon she had spent with Peeta, remembering what he had told her.

She couldn’t remember the last time she had laughed so much, her cheeks still hurt. They had walked away from the Olympic Archery range, following the banks of the Seine, looking at the amazing monuments, walking by the Musee d’Orsay that Peeta had told her he wanted to visit. 

They had crossed the river on a wooden bridge only for pedestrians, walked along the Louvre, until they had found a small café near the Palais Royal where they were still sitting.

  “You all have bread names? Why? “

  Peeta shrugged,  before leaning down a little on the metallic table, as if he was about to confide his deepest secret.

  “We own a bakery, back in Panem. Maybe one day, I’ll tell you my real name …”

  She laughed, leaning over the table too. She felt bold enough to run her hand on his definitely toned forearm, letting her finger wander up to his shoulder.

  She saw the color of his eyes change from crystal blue to a darker shade, heard him take a breath in.

  But Katniss was on a mission.

  She leaned closer to him, her hand coming closer to his neck, her nimble fingers playing with the collar of his shirt.

  She could feel him tense under her touch, and lifted her eyes, to find his locked on her, as if he wanted to get lost in her. It took Katniss a few seconds to return to her task. With a movement of her wrist, she grabbed his accreditation cards, pulling them over his head before leaning back into her seat.

  “That’s disappointing, actually. Your name is Mark ? Mark Mellark ?”   

  “Because your name is really Katniss?”

  She put down his accreditations, took hers from around her neck, holding them out to him. He took them with a smirk before looking at the name written on them.

  “Your name is really Katniss?”

  “Yep. My mom’s Lily, my dad is Alon, and my sister is Primrose. You’re a bread family, we are a plant family.” She snatched the cards from his hands. “ You’re lucky you didn’t bet a thing, Mark Mellark.”

  “Don’t call me Mark.” He grumbled, leaning back onto his chair.

  “Well, then if you don’t want the world to call you Mark, you know what’s left to do, Mellark!”.

  She casually put down his cards on the table, taking her time to lean back too.

  “Oh? And that would be, Sensei ?”

  “Easy, Grasshopper. Make sure you don’t get a medal.”

  “That, Robin Hood, is not an option.”  

  The steadiness, the certainty of his voice made her shiver. Or maybe it was the wind, coming from large trees nearby. Surely the trees, she thought.

  “I mean,” he started “ we all came here for a reason, and it’s not to give someone else our place on the podium. Plus with all the visibility we have this year, we have to give it our best, right?”

  She nodded. That was what they had to do, what they had trained for, what they were in France for.

  “Katniss?” Thom’s voice took her out of her memories. 

  “Sorry, I was lost in thoughts.”

  “Look down, on the mat. The guy in blue? It’s Katø.”

  “That’s a man? He looks like a mountain of muscles …” 

  “Well, he is a mountain of muscles … “ The referee interrupted Thom’s sentence with the start of the first period. “That won’t take long, he isn’t known for dancing around.”

  Katniss watched as the blond man, so different from Peeta rushed into his opponent, pinning him on the mat in a few seconds.

  “Told you. That lasted 25 seconds, he won’t be tired for the next round.” Thom said. “Peeta’s next.”

  Katniss nodded searching the ground until she spotted him, wearing a red singlet. 

  “Why is he wearing red ? Blue is a better color for him.” She asked, her eyes trained on the now familiar figure walking towards the mat. Damn, these singlets left little to the imagination. To say they were fit-forming was the understatement of the year. She could see all the lines of Peeta’s muscles moving as he approached the fighting zone.

  “Because he’ll be the first one called. It’s the rules.” She turned towards Thresh, who had the biggest smile on his face she’d ever seen him don.

  “Why are you smiling?” She was wondering what had been so funny in her words.

  “‘Blue is a better color for him’ - you sound like -” 

  “Be careful, Thresh. She shoots arrows…” Thom interrupted. “Now if you want to see Peeta wrestle, maybe you can look at the mat ?”

  With a last threatening glance towards Thresh that was met with another huge smile and air kisses, Katniss turned towards the arena, noticing how different Peeta’s posture was from Katø’s. 

  “He’s going to tire the Georgian who isn’t as flexible as he is. And as soon as there will be an opening, he’ll go for it.” Thom explained, as she watched the complicated dance of joint locks, takedowns, and other things she had no idea what they were.

  “This must be exhausting…” she whispered, as she saw Peeta finally going for the pin, immobilizing his opponent on the mat.

  “Well, it’s not crochet that’s for sure!” Thresh chimed into her thoughts as the crowd applauded the winner of the match.

  This was going to be a long day.

  __________________

  She needed to focus, now. Forget she was in the final of the Olympic Archery Tournament. Forget her dream was an arrow away. Forget she needed a nine to win the gold.

  She had to remember the wind, how it came lightly from the right to the left, how she needed to bend the trajectory just a little. She had to calm her beating heart.

  To forget Peeta was in the stands, watching. Katniss had cheered him on as he won his own gold medal two days ago, but now it was her moment.

  She needed to forget. 

  The way he had chased her when she tried to make a quiet exit.

To forget how they had kissed.

Their own celebration.

  She had to clear her mind of all this. 

Forget. Focus.

  A deep breath. 

Visualizing the arrow hitting the center of the target. 

  The chronometer was ticking. Tick. Tock.

  It was her last arrow. Her concurrents had already shot their own.

  She needed a nine.

  Only twelve seconds remain.

  She rose her bow.

Eleven seconds.

  Remembered her father’s proud look when she had won her first trophy.

  She let the arrow fly.

  She knew it would be a ten.

  She had won the gold.

  She fell to her knees, feeling the tears pooling in her eyes.

  “I did it, Papa, I won … I hope you’re proud..”

  The applause around her made her lift her head, then stand up, before she ran towards the stands, her bow still in hand, her eyes fixed on a figure that was coming down the stairs, towards her.

  She felt his arms around her as he hugged her over the bleachers, felt his hands going to her face as he looked into her eyes.

  “You remember to shoot straight, Grasshopper…” he whispered, for the two of them only.

  “Yes, Sensei”, she replied before kissing him.

  Click.

  FIN

[toujoursmiraculous]

Thoughts and Reaction to Lies!

It's another long one because so much happens in this episode! The episode starts with Marinette trying to figure out a "secret" within the grimoire. Literal first thought was that this "secret" may be the key to waking up Emilie. It's obviously going to be of huge significance later, anyway. By looking at that piece on Adrien, it does appear Adrien has an amazing life. And really, that's what a lot of people think. That's the point of featuring him. A life of a celebrity is pretty amazing, really interesting and fascinating. But it's also filled with a lot of stress, chaos, loneliness, etc. But viewers rarely ever see it. As for Marinette, while Adrien has said things about what his father allows that makes him sad, we haven't ever heard him complain to her in any way about that lifestyle. To her, he's a guy whose father has him busy with activities (interesting ones at that) and very rarely ever lets him spend time with friends. I love how this episode parallels Truth! But Adrien's POV. My boy has an episode centered around him, finally!

So we know her standing Chat Noir up is because Luka came by reminding her of a date she forgot she rescheduled. You know she's extremely distracted and stressed when she can't remember a date with Luka or a patrol with Chat Noir, or remember that she planned them at the same time. It's really not her fault, and I feel so bad for her that things are becoming so difficult. "No messages, but don't forget my cheese!" LOL this is perfect. Plagg has to get that reminder in wherever he can! The Chat Noir appreciation was so wholesome to see awww, I bet so many boys in Paris look up to him, so sweet x33 Mr. Banana, Chat Noir, and the man who frequently is Mr. Pigeon just chilling on a bench in the park together. What a scene! lol But Chat wanting them to be akumatized so he could see Ladybug. Big oof. He's going to get his wish, a few times over. Careful what you wish for, Kitty! "A glass of milk as usual, mister Chat Noir?" Okay so when Chat's down, he goes to that bar and has a glass of milk. Or more if he's having a bad day. Awwwww. If you think about it, Adrien probably isn't allowed to have milk. With the fat content and all. :/ Kagami lying to her mother and Nathalie/Gabriel just to spend some time with Adrien. Considering how difficult their lives are, that's pretty impressive to be so brave. Not too fond of the lying part though, since there's not a noble reason for doing so. But I can understand it. We found out Kagami's real passion: drawing! Which is pretty cool. That's one thing Kagami and Marinette have in common that'd make them good friends. Very sad how her blind mother tells her she's not good enough. That just tells you what she thinks of her daughter and what she wants her to do with her life. She's afraid she'll pursue the arts rather than something practical, so best shoot down any thoughts of being an artist now. And then, like with all episodes that have Kagami in them, this is where I start to dislike her. "I want to draw the real you, on the inside." Adrien makes various model poses, none work for her as she knows they're just him being a model. Then he actually poses as himself. A silly, goofy cat having fun and being happy. Adorable. "What do you think of... CAT?" deathglare "No, this is absolutely not natural." "Yes it is. I promise, this is really me!" "NO! This is you when you're acting like a clown!" Adrien looking hurt, "But maybe when I act like a clown, it's really me." Then she takes his hand, (gently) pushes him back up against the wall, her hands on his chest, "That way, that's who you really are." What way? Her telling him how to be is who he really is? He stammers, looking very uncomfortable. "But are you sure?" "Yes... you are perfect." Then she leans in to kiss him, while he's still looking uncomfortable. Right here, she's trying to tell him who he is. What kind of relationship is healthy and a good one one at that, when one side is trying to tell the other who they are, how they must act, etc? That's toxic. Keep in mind, after this scene, during Truth's attack. He found out that Ladybug actually in fact loves (said she prefers) the humorous, "clown" side of him. Yes, she only knows it as Chat Noir for now, but she actually appreciates and loves Chat for who he is. Kagami doesn't love nor appreciate that side of Adrien. Which is a very big and important side of him. We knew this in Ikari Gozen, she couldn't stand the thought of Chat Noir being compared to Adrien, pretty sure she even seemed offended by it if memory serves. But it's laid out more in Lies, it's more direct. (Marinette's done this too in the past, but when she's done it, her tone's more like pssssh please! while she looks off to the side, like she's mostly just telling herself that, to convince herself, rather than believing it.) Kagami thinks she knows Adrien, knows that him being funny and a clown is not the "real" him. Acting like she knows him better than he knows himself. Thinking he's perfect. That was a very hurtful thing to have said and you can see it in his expression the same kind of pain and hurt

he gets a lot. I also want to talk about how watching her back Adrien up against the wall like that and leaning into kiss him made me feel particularly uncomfortable. While they might have a little thing going on, he was clearly not comfortable by it and it just did not sit well with me. This entire scene was riddled with red flags. Adrien smiled at the end of that on his way out, yes, but having someone tell you you're perfect would seem like a compliment to you, wouldn't it? The one you like thinks you're perfect, thinks the facade you put up is perfect and anything less isn't okay with them. That'll end up so well! The almost kissing scenes this episode literally had me like

I'm sorry, I just feel so very uncomfortable by them, I can't help it. xD Just before Chat Noir sneaked up on Ladybug, he almost kissed Kagami right? And yet here he is, being a bit flirty, saying he's missed her on patrols. I also want to point out she tells him to stop with his stupid jokes, because she doesn't want to accidentally hurt him! She could've hurt him by scaring her like that. While she likes his humor, they're only problematic if it puts himself in danger or distracts them from fighting an akuma. "I promise I won't forget our patrols anymore." The looks that passed between LB and CN here is just so cute! OOOF as Luka walks away sad because Marinette had to run off, here comes Adrien, about to do the exact same thing as Marinette to Kagami... Now Kagami's not as accepting of him running off as she was just a little while ago.

Even Andre's like, what the heck was that?! His expression watching Adrien run off made me laugh, I had to share it. I was wondering how Adrien got to the boathouse before Marinette did, as it made it seem like Adrien was there long before Marinette was. He just ran in and started playing along where they were. Good lord, he has a lot going on too, doesn't he? Only difference from Marinette here is Adrien has a built-in and believable excuse he can tell his friends. Kagami's forceful "Adrien, it's time." "Five little minutes?" *shakes head sternly* Who does this remind you of in Adrien's life already? Is this what a good girlfriend, what a good friend would do? And here again is the pattern we see a lot with Kagami. She manipulates situations so that they can spend time together. Adrien wants to spend time with his friends AND girlfriend at the same time. Rehearsing for their band, it looks like. He rarely ever gets to spend time with others, be a normal kid. But no, she drags him away early, making it sound like they had to leave, but it's just her wanting him to herself. When he couldn't go to New York, oh well that's unfortunate you're sad, but we can spend more time together now, isn't that great? It's about what she wants, not what he wants or what's best for Adrien. She spends more time with Adrien (not counting Ladybug spending time with Chat Noir here) than anyone else does by the looks of it, and she doesn't even know him at all. It's really sad. Adrien still carrying around Marinette's lucky charm bracelet in his pocket x3333 This never fails to make me happy. But oof that boy's seriously going to lose it one of these days if he's not careful! There's something different about seeing the Ladynoir scene on the roof that we got in Truth, but from Adrien's perspective. Something about it feels like it means more to me, idk. Adrien gets caught in a lie, saying he lost something but found it. Kagami asked what it was, holding Marinette's lucky charm behind her back. He says it was the lucky charm Marinette gave her, as he's scrambling in his pocket to pull it out seeming a bit frazzled, but realizes he actually in fact lost it (again! he says). But Kagami caught him in that lie, showing him that she actually had it.

I'm not sure if he's so shocked because she actually had it and wonders how she got it, or if he looks like that because he just got caught in a lie. But the way his eyebrows raised a little makes it seem like he's surprised she had it after all and was testing him the whole time. I've always hated the way sometimes someone when in a relationship will test the other one like this. Really not fair in Adrien's case at all. Things aren't always as they may seem. And here's the thing, she's admitting to him that she's lying just to be with him. She lies all the time. Adrien caught on that she was lying, but didn't really understand why I don't think. Earlier in the episode he says, "What are you hiding, Kagami?" he didn't know her purpose for it. Now she says, "We're both liars, the difference is I lie to be with you. You. You lie to get away from me." Which is a yes but actually no situation. It's not that he doesn't want to be with her, it's that he needs to get away temporarily. It just looks really, really bad. Getting off track from that conversation briefly, but that scene where the akuma goes off into the night, with the blurred city lights that becomes clear. Just wow. That shot is beautiful, I can't help myself from playing it back and admiring it. I'm also totally digging the new transformation music! it gives me 90s vibes and makes me happy. Seeing Jagged after Truth is just completely different xD "I fear nothing, I am an artist! I still hold to my fans." Both Roth: "Wrong, you lie to them about your age!" "That's not Rock and Roll!" Had me rolling!! Jagged sure is something XD Chat just up and about to cataclysm the sphere, thinking he'd be okay because he doesn't lie. Except he lies all the time to protect his identity and get himself away from people so he can transform. xD Silly Kitty. The drone as a Lucky Charm is super cool! In Truth, Chat Noir said a truth about how he felt about Ladybug. In Lies, he tells lies to Lies to get her attention. "My name's not Chat Noir! I'm not a superhero! I hate Ladybug! And I think Hawk Moth should've called himself Panfly! It's funnier! Oh, I was about to forget: my favorite dish is cabbage with white sauce! Yummy!" Cabbage...with white sauce... as a dish. Is this like, a real fancy dish or something or is this boy being completely starved? o.o CN: "There are only two more liars left in Paris, and one of them knows how to turn his attention." LB: "No, wait! Don't do that! What if I'm mistaken?" "You know what? I trust you." he lets go, sacrificing himself again "Chat Noir, no! Don't do that! You're crazy!" "Yes, crazy for you, m'lady." Says softly, sadly, "No, you're just crazy unconscious." This ENTIRE scene right here. The love, the trust, the pain in this scene. It's so beautiful and well done that I can't stop getting emotional from it and gushing! Everything's on the line from that decision, and the trust he has for her, the faith he has in her really helps her know she can do what she needs to do. She's always doubting herself, and he's always there to say he doesn't feel that way at all, and it gives her that confidence and courage she needs. The moment Chat Noir is okay, the first thing Ladybug does is run up and smack him, grabbing him anxiously saying "Seriously, you need to stop doing this to me!" The girl is stressed seeing her partner sacrifice himself time and again! IF THIS BOY DOESN'T REALIZE JUST HOW MUCH SHE CARES ABOUT HIM AT THIS POINT, I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO SAY. Any fan that still thinks Ladybug doesn't love Chat Noir and thinks poorly of him, clearly does not understand it at all. My Ladynoir heart is SO HAPPY! I was thrilled with them in Truth, but this is a totally different level. I'm almost in tears with how happy I am. And then I noticed something. I don't know if it's anything or not. But Chat Noir says to her, "Yes, but it's because I find that angry look of yours irresistable." and Kagami turns around to look at him, only him and never Ladybug. Just watching him. Which is a bit... odd. "Ahh, Ladybug..." he sighs. After what

just happened, I don't blame him! x3 These two are honestly fire. When D'Argencort has to step in to keep Kagami from hurting Adrien during fencing... Doesn't matter how upset she is, that's gross to physically take it out on him to the point a teacher has to intervene. Kagami tells Adrien she knows he's hiding something, but that he's sincere, too. But when he asks if they can't be friends then, she responds, "How can you trust someone who lied to you?" and finally gives him back the lucky charm. Ever since Gorizilla, I've been worrying of him losing it for good! Glad she gave it back to him. I've said it already, but he's really going to lose that thing if he's not careful! "When I'm ready to see you again, I'll let you know." and she just leaves. I get she's upset, he's been lying to her to get away when he's with her and all that. But this is worse than what happened with Lukanette. Luka wanted to actually know what was going on, he asked Marinette about it directly. She told him honestly, it's the one thing she can't tell him. Kagami on the other hand never actually asked. During one of the scenes when he was spacing out, she asked what was the matter is all. All she's cared about is that he's lied, and now that he's lied she can't trust him. Doesn't even want to hear him out, not that he'd explain it to her. Kagami doesn't even want to see Adrien for awhile now. At least Luka's more understanding and isn't as harsh being in the exact same situation. This poor boy... But it's also for the best. Marinette and Adrien both after breaking up with Luka and Kagami, decided to transform and meet up to just be in each other's company. They're both sad, but not especially so. "Do you know what the difference is, between us and the rest of the world, m'lady? We can't be completely honest with each other. We have our secrets, and sometimes we have to lie." Ladybug frowning hums in agreement. But at the same time, they both turn to each other and say happily "But we know we can trust each other!" finishing with a pound-it! IT'S JUST SO BEAUTIFUL AND MY HEART IS HAPPY After Truth, where Luka and Marinette were so sad and having a hard time, I really needed such an episode with such good Ladynoir! It really looks like the story is going in a really good direction, in my opinion. x3

[crowdedimagines]

watermelon sugar - harry styles

i’m sure that a lot of people are writing about this or something similar since the music video just came out, but i hope this is new and everyone enjoys:) (Also sorry if I used your names as some of the models, I made them up as I went lol)

“Are you sure about this?” I ask while adjusting the strap of my swimsuit over my shoulder. I catch his eyes in the reflection from the mirror in front of me. I’ve only been sitting in the chair for a few minutes, the makeup is very minimal for the shoot.

“Absolutely.” Harry takes a step forward and hugs me from behind. “They don’t know we’re dating yet, and then once we decide we’re ready it’ll be a fun little easter egg for them to discover”

“Only, if you’re one hundred percent sure. I don’t want us getting out there before you want it to.”

“Of course, love.” He leans forward to press a kiss to my temple, “I think it’s only right to have the muse for the music in the video.”

Harry gets called to set shortly after that and I go hang out with the other girls for the shoot while they get everything ready and Harry films the first scene by himself. It couldn’t have been planned for a better day, the weather is perfect.

“Hey, Y/n.” The girls greet as I walk over.

“Hi!” I smile, I’ve been fortunate enough to meet almost all of them already. We had a few test shots together to get over with before today. All of them have been beyond kind and more than happy to keep Harry and I’s relationship a secret. Sometimes I think they’re more in love with our relationship than I am, which is saying something.

It wasn’t hard for them to figure out between the whispering and the glances exchanged. Plus Harry can be a very affectionate person, and he doesn’t want to hide our relationship from anyone, but the press.

“How’s it going?” Angela asks, everyone looks over the options from craft services.

“It’s alright, I’m excited. I’ve never done anything like this before.”

“I find that hard to believe!” Heather chimes in, “You could easily be a model. I could totally refer you to my agency.”

“Well, let’s just see how today goes.” I laugh.

I never saw myself as a model, I know that I’m attractive, but never saw myself to that level of desirable. Harry has helped my confidence in so many ways. He can find beauty in almost anything.

“Who here needs sunnies?” One of the assistants on set asks as she lugs a basket with a variety of them.

All of us move forward to look at the options, attempting to match them with our outfits. They all have funky shapes and a colorful tint.

“How about these?” I ask, throwing on a purple pair. I pose a few times making everyone laugh.

“No way.” Jen pulls them off with a giggle, “Blue is totally your color for the day. It matches.”

I take the shades she hands me and my view takes on a blue haze.

“They’re not too big for my face?”

“I think they look great.” A  familiar voice calls over my shoulder.

“You think?” I bite my bottom lip, hiding a smile. “I’m not quite sure I’m sold. I feel very blue.”

“I like them.” He pulls them off my face and puts them on himself. He checks his reflection and smiles, a sure sign that he probably wants to steal them.

“I think they look better on you.” I peck his lips, “You have a big head.”

“Hey!” He pouts, wrapping his arms around my waist as his head drops to my shoulder. I laugh and wrap my arms back around his shoulders, rubbing up and down his back.

“It’s a compliment! I need to find a new pair to wear though seeing as you’ve taken mine.” I turn as best as I can with Harry still weighing me down, not relenting his grip.

“One pair left.” Andy hands me the last pair and I thank her. She hands me a red pair that I tuck on the top of my head just in time for us to start filming.

“C’mon love, I know you can do better than that. I’ve seen ya do it better.” He teases, a proud smirk hiding behind the camera.

“Yeah, usually it doesn’t involve a whole crew staring at me.” I give him a dirty look.

Of course faking an orgasm on camera in front of a whole crew would be something easy to him.

“Do we have any tequila on set?” I tease.

“Y/n, it’s not even noon.” Harry reminds with a laugh.

“Says you.” I roll my eyes.

It takes some time and letting lose a little to get shots that look good. It got easier each shot we did. We got several takes that the director and Harry approved of.

If you had told me a year ago that I would be faking an orgasm in a swimsuit on a beach with a watermelon between my legs, I would’ve called you crazy.

“You did it, love.” He tackles me down in the sand. He knew that this was the part that I was least excited for.

“Hey, you got sand all over my watermelon.” I look at the slice that he’s successfully knocked onto the beach.”

“Oh is it now?” He raises his brows, a wide smirk gracing his face.

“Shut up!” I push him off.

“You set yourself up for that one!” He calls after, still laughing.

The other girls film some takes and I’m relieved to have some of the pressure gone. It settles me a little that some of the other girls struggle too, trying not to laugh.

We move on to the next scene which is a group scene. We’re all laid out on the beach, Harry central to everyone. He kept trying to pull me in closer, but I fought to stay by some of the other girls.

“This is just supposed to hint at our relationship, Styles.” I pull my ankle from his grip.

“But, I want to be next to you.” He pouts.

“Aww.” Heather sighs, giving me puppy dog eyes.

“If you feel so bad, you can kiss him for this.” I tell her with a laugh, laying back down on my beach towel.

“Ya don’t even want to kiss yer own boyfriend?” He huffs. He scoots a little closer and reaches an arm out. I expect him to run a hand through my hair, but I’m surprised when he pulls my sunglasses off my face.

“Would you stop stealing my sunglasses?” I yell trying to reach for my pair back. He pulls me close to his side, locking his arms around my waist.

“You just make them look so cute.” He grins.

“Ass.” I mutter as I wiggle from his grip.

“Excuse me, miss, what was that?” He laughs pulling me in closer.

“Get off me.” I can’t fight off the laughter anymore.

We start filming and it takes a lot of shots to get a good mix of everything. Harry being fed fruit, Harry admiring all us girls, and just a lot of overall touching. Touching is a common thread in this video. Heather and Nadra end up being the girls to kiss him on the cheek, but I give in when Harry wants to lay on my chest and be the one to feed him. I’m sure we got a lot of bloopers from it because there were many takes that one of us would breakout laughing.

We move to the next location where we are all supposed to take a group picture, eat more watermelon, and fall into a big group of touching again.

Harry’s fingers are intertwined with mine while my limbs are tangled with someone I’ve only met twice. We lay around for a while, for a full day on set with filming it’s kind of relaxing. We move on to the next bit right after, everything between scenes moving quickly. We’re attempting to film it all in one day so avoid lighting issues between days.

“You better lookout, you keep making music videos with orgys and you’ll get a reputation.” I tease, whispering over his shoulder.

“You’re so in for it when we get home.” He shakes his head while still smiling at the camera.  

“Can’t wait.” I smile.

The other girls laugh, of course they heard our conversation we’re all standing or sitting close together for the picture and filming everything. I hover over Harry’s shoulder, liking my spot in the back.

“Alright, so we’ve done all the shots for this spot, we’ve just got one left. We saved it for last because it’s when everyone is eating, Everyone try to get Harry to eat your piece.” The director instructs before calling action.

I share a piece with a girl named Adaline before moving in on Harry, I hold out my piece for him, while I lean in closer to him and bite down lightly on his earlobe. I catch his eyes half close for a second and smirk.

Before he knows it, I move on to be with the other girls and the director yells cut.

“You are something else today, baby.” He shakes his head, still seemingly a little dazed.

“C’mon, babe, we only have one more spot to film.”

I reach out my hand for him to follow as we go down to the beach again. The sun is setting now, casting a completely different light from earlier today. Our director informs us that this is just going to be placed between other shots. More montages of us with Harry, running around on the beach.

“Christ, the water is freezing.” Anna takes a step back out of the water's reach. We’re filming in Malibu, but it’s still technically winter so the water isn’t exactly comfortable.

“Yeah, that’s why we’re running.” Harry laughs, “We barely need to get our ankles wet.”

It doesn’t take long to get enough takes, these scenes are supposed to seem carefree, so they aren’t really planned out.

“Alright, I think we’ve got it all.” The director announces and we all let out a cheer. I give the girls all hugs and find Harry thanking them.

“Hey.” I smile, I kick up a small amount of water on his leg to grab his attention. He turns and there’s already mischelf in his smile.

“Don’t you dare.” I hold out a hand to stop him. I recognize that evil look in his eyes. I take off in a sprint, but his long legs don’t take long to catch up. He reaches around and hooks me into his chest. Before I know it, my feet are off the ground and Harry and I are going in. The water was cold before, but now that I’m enveloped in it, it’s freezing.

Harry and I both come up sputtering for air.

“You ass.” I fight and wrestle with him trying to pull him under again. We’re both laughing while fighting for the upperhand.

“Alright, lets go.” He pulls me up with him. I pull him down one more time, this time for a long kiss. HIs lips are warm and familiar. We walk up the shore a little bit, finding the crew again.

“Thank you for today.” His arm wraps around my shoulder. We both found towels to fight off the teeth chattering.

“Of course, I had so much fun.” I grin. “Plus, I think I’ve made some new friends.”

“That’s lovely. Now let’s get you home.” He pats my bum and scoops up my legs and takes off running.

~

We filmed the video months ago, and today is the day it’s finally released. It’s been done for a while now, but Harry thought with quarantine and everything it might be a nice pick me up for everyone.

“Ready?” Harry asks as he pulls up the video on the TV.

“Yes! It’s been killing me not seeing it.”

Harry has been in the know of everything, giving his input and changing parts that he wants to. I have been in the dark to it all, seeing the video at the same time as the world. As soon as the music starts and the screen starts to play it a smile grows on my face.

“Oh my god, it’s Angela, and Heather, and Nadra, and Adeline!” I name each girl as they come across the screen. “I miss them.”

I have to fight the urge to cringe when it’s me on the screen. It’s beautifully done, a masterpiece, but I don’t want to think about my parents seeing this.

“Alright, we get it love, you’re friends with em all now.” He teases.

“Shut up!” I slap his chest, “You kind bond with someone when you film a clothed orgy with them.”

Harry’s cheeks turn pink while he fights a smirk.

The video continues and it’s a reminder of what an amazing day it was. It’s cool to see the way it was edited. The way all of us girls were blended together, and small touches were magnified. Everything just feels so sexy. I feel Harry poke at my sides any time that it’s the two of us on the screen, which I have to say might be a tad bit more than other girls. I know for sure that the other girls didn’t get an intense slow motion zoom in if they ever nibbled on his ear. Now it’s my turn to blush.

“Baby, you’ve smashed this.” I comment as the video comes to an end.

“You too.” He presses a kiss to my lips.

“I also have a little surprise.” He reaches for his phone from the coffee table.

“And what would that be?” I prompt, turning to face him on the couch, my legs finding home on his lap.

“This.” He hands me his phone and it’s another video from the day. It’s all of the shots that they filmed on the retro camera for film. It’s a lot of behind the scenes, stuff I never even knew that they were filming for.

Harry giving me hugs while I was in hair and makeup.

Harry and I trading off sunglasses, Twice.

Harry and I’s conversation from when we were taking the group photos.

Harry throwing me in the water and us playfully fighting through shivers.

Harry and I walking away on the beach, as he scoops me up and takes off running.

It was all captured, and I was none the wiser.

“What is this?” I smile, handing him his phone back.

“The video I’m posting...tonight. To confirm our relationship, because I don’t want to hide you anymore. I want everyone to know you’re mine, Especially after that video.” He smirks.

“I love you.” I sigh, pressing my lips to his a few times.

“I love you too.”

“Play it again.” I lay my head back on his shoulder.

“Just for you, sugar.” Harry grins.

this was cute, hope you enjoyed:)

[ddarker-dreams]

Icebreaker. Giorno x F Reader 🎀

a/n: i wanted to show more of SR reader’s personality here! i had a lot of fun playing around with this scene, i really just wanted to show her she goes about talking with the others. reader and giorno try to understand people in different ways. :’) 

[Scarlet Ribbons description]

There’s only so many times you can count the birds overhead before it becomes a dull affair. 

Still six of them, you think. Fugo had caught onto your fascination of the sky a few minutes prior. He offered some knowledge on the creatures, which admittedly, was rather enlightening. Should you ever be quizzed on random trivia involving birds, you’ll do better than most. Fugo’s wide array of knowledge on various topics never failed to impress you. 

“That brings me to seagulls, which black-tailed gulls are often mistaken for. Seagulls are one of the few animals capable of drinking seawater, possessing special glands that filter out excess salt.” 

You furrowed your eyebrows at the revelation. “We really got handed the short end of the evolution stick.” 

“That’s what you’re worried about?” Fugo sighed, and placed a hand on his hip. “What even goes on in that head of yours?”

“Too much or nothing at all. There’s no in between.”

Truth be told, it’s not really birds that you’re mulling over. 

As subtle as you can manage to, your eyes shift to the latest recruit Bucciarati brought in. Giorno Giovanna. He is currently standing farthest away from the group. Not that you can entirely blame him, as Abbacchio has made a point of shooting him dirty glances on occasion. 

When you had been introduced to the others, you were immediately able to mentally place them. Bruno was someone who commanded respect. Fugo was rough around the edges yet meant well. Narancia brought lots of energy with him. Abbacchio felt prickly, but wouldn’t be antagonistic unless provoked. Mista… well, Mista was just an easy going guy. Within minutes of meeting him you were talking and laughing like old friends. 

So what does that make Giorno? 

You honestly have no idea, and it’s bothering you. He felt like a walking contradiction. There was no getting a read on him, no understanding what he’s thinking. In theory it should be easy enough for you to talk to him. Giorno’s very polite, and doesn’t give the same standoffish vibe you used to get when speaking to Abbacchio. All the methods you utilized to befriend the others feel like they won’t work with him. You're of the inclination that even if your attempts at conversation bothered him, he’d never voice it, for the sole sake of remaining courteous. 

Sitting here and worrying about it won’t do me good, you decide, standing from your seat. Now might be the best time to try and understand Giorno better. Everyone is spaced out on the yacht, doing their own thing. Maybe he’ll feel more inclined to speak his mind without the others lurking around. You find yourself walking towards where he stands, peering over the Tyrrhenian Sea, golden hair illuminated by sunlight. There’s no plan in your mind. Your improvisation rate has at least an 80% success rate, far higher than Mista’s. Hearing your approaching footsteps, Giorno turns, greeting you with a nod of his head.

You stand by his side, looking in the same direction he was. “Are you a fan of the sea, Giorno?” 

“It has its draws,” Giorno responds. He then pauses, as if deliberating for a moment, and poses you the same question. “Do you like it?”

“To be honest, it’s a little nerve wracking. I’ve seen those videos of waves taller than buildings crashing down onto boats before, and I’ve never looked at the ocean the same,” you admit with a shiver. Giorno blinks, and you realize your comment is akin to talking about a plane crashing when you’re on a plane. Whoops. “Not that I think that’ll happen. We’re not far out enough.” 

“That’s a relief.” He replies. 

You’re grateful for the grace he extends to you. “Anyways… I wouldn’t mind seeing the faraglioni while we’re out here. I’ve heard it's quite a sight.” 

An idea had popped into your head. A small benchmark, to get a better understanding of Giorno’s character. You placed the incorrect emphasis on the end of faraglioni. Instead of finishing the word with the short vowel ə, you ended it with the long vowel i: to see if he’d point it out like Fugo or Bucciarati would. The latter in a far more considerate manner. 

Giorno doesn’t acknowledge it, choosing to overlook the minor error. “I’ve never seen it myself, but I’ve heard tourists enjoy it.” 

That small interaction gives you a better feel for who he is as a person. Giorno is a person who is considerate of others. Whether it be for maintaining peace or some other goal, you’re still uncertain, but it feels better having at least some understanding now. For good measure, you place a finger to your cheek in thought. Giorno watches your actions with curiosity. 

“Say, Giorno, did I pronounce that right...?” You wonder aloud in a pensive whisper. 

“It was very close,” he clears his throat. Giorno thinks for a moment, before continuing. “Faraglioni.”

Giorno ends the word with the proper long vowel. His correction is as well-mannered as he is. You nod your head, pleased with this knowledge on the new recruit. Repeating the word as he did, you let it roll off your tongue with ease. Not one of the more difficult Italian words you’ve had to wrestle with, in all honesty. 

He’s trying to get a read on you the same way you are with him. The inquisitive side of you wonders what conclusions he’s drawn from speaking to you, in comparison to the others. Well, at least you’re not as standoffish as they are. It must be a guy thing, you decide. I’ll ask Fugo about it later.

The two of you return to looking over the sea in a comfortable silence, basking in the sight of never-ending blue. Every now and then you’ll throw in a comment, to which he’ll respond in kind, if not a little stiff. It’s still an improvement over earlier. 

You have a gut feeling that you’ll get along with Giorno quite well. 

[druid-for-hire]

new hadestown au: BIKER ! EURYDICE, in which she’s a rogue lone-wolf biker dwelling in the urban jungle of a Neo Tokyo-type city called Hadestown, wracked with biker gangs, violence, poverty, corruption, and civil unrest, still recovering and rebuilding from an apocalyptic event many years ago. Heavy-handed with the AKIRA inspirations here, haha.

She fights for herself on the dangerous streets, an illegal racer with a consistent top-three placement and a reputation for ferocity that earns her the money she needs to scrape by. And then she meets Orpheus: a dopey bartender who has no place being in her business.

okay okay okay i’m gonna be jumping around a lot here. be warned. thanks @supercantaloupe, @regzillas, @birdmanlyss for your contributions! (sorry if i missed someone it’s been a while)

she's a lone wolf in a city infested with biker gangs and it's brutal

she's run over plenty of limbs in her day

then there's orpheus, this gentle, kind-hearted soul, an indie musician and shes like. fuck. now i gotta keep this bastard safe

puts a long pipe with a mess of bolts and metal on the end in his hands and tells him he'd better buckle up and learn to fight the road

this sort of thing is common among biker gangs to cause destruction and knock people off their bikes onto the road. other types include mallets, hammers, baseball bats, etc

shes small but knows a lot of self defense and is very good at handling herself on the road

besides teaching orpheus to steel himself and yes use that pipe on people, push them off and jam it in their wheels and let it break if it does, she's gotta teach him to hold on while she pulls all this crazy shit on her bike

she avoids taking him on the road because having to fight people gives him so much stress but he also stresses about her so it's all weird

the first time orpheus sees her run over someones arm hes like ""???????????????????!!!!!!!!"

"Don't worry it doesn't happen often" "WHAT IS 'OFTEN'"

she has a red songbird on her helmet and flowers on her jacket

and flowers painted on her bike too probably

or patterns like on the album cover

orpheus thinks it’s the prettiest shit he’s ever seen

so eurydice races, right? everyones like “who is this tiny little upstart” and then she takes off her helmet and shakes out her hair and everyone loses it

somethingsomething ig hades (who is something of a crime boss here, similar to Tombstone from the Spectacular Spider-Man cartoon, but not so unambiguously villainous in nature) becomes a contractor and he catches her in like, a bad contract that's hard to get out of without some kind of consequence

and now orpheus has to topple a capitalist again

anyway she like, meets orpheus in this little bar he works at

it's about lower middle class, so it's not too bad but it's still mostly populated by like, poorer people and bikers, etc.

they meet and it's cool and fun blah blah Come Home With Me shit

also this is a scene:

biker!eury: we gotta cross through downtown orpheus: what???? but there's a riot going on there! right now! eury: that's too bad, it's the fastest way! that's why you get this! (tosses him her pipe weapon) orpheus, barely catching it: sajskhsfdfs ???? eury: and i am gonna take this. (kicks open a trunk and takes out a rifle) orpheus: ???????!!!!???!?? WHERE DID YOU GET THAT AND DO WE REALLY NEED IT eury: Yes we do now come on orpheus: H-HOW did you get it eury: (loads gun) no worries orpheus: No i have many worries HOW DID YOU--

actually, on this emergency ride, orpheus proves surprisingly competent with her pole weapon—ruthless even, and eurydice wonders just where and how the hell he learned that

the conversation she has with him about that is the same one where he shows her his old, old scars

(besides ruthless—orph has apparently learned how to pose and intimidate. he does stuff like putting the tip of the pole-pipe to the asphalt as they’re riding, skipping on the road and creating sparks)

eurydice loves her bike more than certain relatives 

certain complications lead to it being destroyed by hades as punishment for doing him wrong. and it destroys her. that is her most trusted sacred bike, that thing has been with her since she was a teenager

once she repurposes that devastation into white-hot anger orph has to physically restrain her from hunting hades down and breaking his kneecaps with a thick lead pipe

he's never seen her this absolutely devastated and furious

he goes to persephone for more work because he wants to buy eurydice a new bike

he keeps it a secret from her until he leads her out to a garage, hands over her eyes

(some of these bits are copypasted from my friend @regzillas​)

orpheus takes his hands off and says Tada!!! it's just like the old one, there's no painted birds but she can do that. She just stands there in total silence mouth open, and orpheus goes 'so? do you like it?' before she bursts into tears. and at first orpheus is like :O!!!!! oh no!!! do you not like it? and eurydice through sobs just says 'nobody's ever done something like this for me’

it's... beautiful, it's touching, it's deep and it's love and she's so in love and she loves him so much, and she cries and holds him close and takes him in and she's so overwhelmed by her emotions, full of the care that orpheus so freely gives to her; and it's a breath of newness, fresh air in the cycle of dread and bitter anger that haunts the city (but she's still going to find hades and shoot him in the foot)

he just holds her and kisses her head

they spend the day painting it, the day after he buys the bike

hand-painted. and they both leave their handprints in paint on it, like carl and ellie do on their mailbox in the beginning of Up

a significant amount of time is spent thinking of a good name

theres lots of joking and eurydice playfully shoves orpheus and he falls over into paint

okay i wrote something like. Obnoxiously long for orpheus. i sort of have his backstory in this down, but i don’t have anything for eurydice unfortunately :( suggestions are welcome! but first: Hermes

biker!au hermes owns a chain of bars, several of which find their patronage among the ruffian youth, several of which are more refined and serve the middle class, and another several of which serve the upper crust hermes has a hand in every world and it serves him pretty well, and his chain is a bit of a channel of communication and its unspoken rule that whatever socioeconomic class or gang or organization you're a part of, hermes' chain is neutral territory no fighting allowed

eurydice walks in and hermes just gives her a Look and taps the 'no fighting' sign and she huffs

hes >:( if anyone does try to start shit. the honor system is strong enough that usually the other patrons will just throw them out, and if there are really problems, they'll hear from hermes personally

he maintains a very strict "no bitching in my fucking kitchen" atmosphere

and now, Orpheus

this really is kind of akira but without the government conspiracies; the city is a neon corrupt hellscape that’s still struggling to rebuild after an apocalyptic event that wiped it all through. the city is wracked with frustration and violence and anger, there are still urban ruins everywhere and the scars of rebuilding and struggle are plain in every corner of life; plain to see are the shells of ruined buildings, gigantic boats levelled from the sea and left in the middle of inland sectors.

orpheus was abandoned by his mother at an early age—kind and timid, he had to learn fast how to be suspicious and cautious in cruel ways. he couldn’t land himself a spot in any of the groups that other ragtag raging folks had eked out for themselves, still too hesitant or ungraceful or young for any of them. sure, he made friends, sitting and talking with lots of people, but never got to really team up—all he could do was just fight for himself in the blown out corners of the city. weapons made from whatever he had. a young child already spitting blood and teeth in hadestown’s vicious ground-floor landscape.

hermes is his mother’s close old friend, though the times they see each other are few and far between. when he saw him, hermes hardly recognized her son, wild-eyed and clawed and alone in one of the city’s more dangerous neighborhoods, with a pole full of screws slung over his back. how did she lose track of her kid for so long? he thinks. and takes him in.

hermes eventually realizes that his mother didn’t lose him. meanwhile, tiny orpheus, kind-hearted orpheus, despises hermes at first. he’s full of suspicion and desperately wants to lean into hermes’ kindness, but the streets have taught him to hold back. he spits curses at him, though the words slide right off hermes’ shoulders. it’s not genuine.  just frustrated. and picked off of the delinquents that were his friends, just like most everything else about him.

(hermes knows he’s gotten his trust when orpheus starts getting soft, when he’s crying over littler things; it means he’s been deemed safe to be vulnerable around, and he damn near starts crying himself.)

orpheus owns a little vespa! it’s covered in stickers, some of them worn out and old, some places with just the adhesive and the fuzzy white paper from where he tried to pull them off. some of them aren’t even proper stickers and just shit he peeled off from places while he was wandering around and stuck onto the vespa

even in canon i see him as the kind of guy who like. you look at him and think jesus how is this guy still alive he’s so noodly and soft, but he’s unexpectedly sort of street smart

anyway i mentioned this before but didn’t elaborate. biker au orph, to eury's surprise, does have his collection of scars, since he had a bit of a rough go at life

also he’s just ungainly and runs into shit

you can see em on his sketch page. he has a bit more than what’s shown, but what’s visible is a little slash across the bridge of his nose onto his cheek, and two on his left forearm. he probably has a stab scar in his side from just getting fucking knifed. the ones on his left forearm are from when a drunk coming out of a bar charged him with a fork

eurydice also has scars. kind of hard not to with the kind of life she lives

ok thats it. For Now. i don’t know how persephone or the fates or the workers factor in, if at all. I barely know how Hades factors in, mostly what i’ve said so far and that he does what he does to support himself and persephone. ah well! just have this

as this is extremely based off of AKIRA, i verily recommend listening to the movie’s soundtrack. besides the fact that it slaps hard as hell, the opening song, Kaneda’s Theme, has the perfect vibes for the city and the tone of eurydice and orpheus riding at night through it