#i was quite hungry in this photo btw :^

[kinkyasshit]

OHH ITZ TUMMY TUESDAYYY RRIGHT

Ok take this :3

[kaddyssammlung]

This whole Heartstopper ED story-line is still quite unsettling for me. It's about that scene

(Heartstopper Season 3 - Episode 3 - Netflix)

continuing under the cut because of ED-related topic (going to be talking about my rules)

I still have a lot of rules and when I follow them it gives me a feeling of safety. One example:

I took photos of my food had I had with me to work yesterday. I bring the same food to work and also I eat it at the same time. Second breakfast is at 9:00am, lunchtime at 11:30 and so on.

The food in order

bread with peanutbutter and usually dark chocolate spread, vegan schnitzel with hummus, one apple, one banana, one idk how the h*ll to translate this but some bread stuff with cheese on it, and one protein bar. Before I leave the house I eat one slice of protein bread with something vegan on it. I'm not vegan btw....I just eat a lot of vegan food.

Idk....well...I mean...I run around all day since I work in retail. It's not enough food and I am aware of that. I do come home very hungry then...not always but at this time of the year I usually do. When it's really warm then this keeps me full. The thing is that I don't care about being hungry. It's a feeling that I can handle. I go to bed then shortly after coming home because it takes one hour to drive back home and it's quite late then for me since I'm an early-bird.

I do catch up on food eventually. The next day I just have more then. But sometimes it's hard...it just is.

Watching that character from that show, Charlie is his name, struggle was unbearable for me. I started jumping through the episodes because I started crying ugly. Running away from my emotions? Yes!

I work in the middle of the city and I could go so many places and get takeout. Italian food, Chinese, Indian, German....all kinds of things but I never do. It still scares me.....

Writing that down just took a lot...and idk....just.....whatever. It's just been so many years of addiction of all sorts that I guess I'm okay with what's still left of it?! But also....maybe that's just me lying to myself?!

[croissantatwaitrose]

today really would be the best day to drop that Wilbur eats Jared fic you teased a while back lol /j

Faeiyn istg if this is you… 🤨 /lhj

BUT… I did finish it a while back and forgot to post it so… fine 😇 (not proofread btw so if it’s not great then uhh.. blame me from 2022 lmao)

Wilbur sat at his desk in his office, staring at a picture of his beloved. No, actually, not just one photo. He had many photos of them. He felt his face heat up whenever he saw pictures of them with someone else, and imagined that someone else was him. But unfortunately for Wilbur, that someone else was Jared. He just couldn’t understand it! How could beloved want such a pathetic prey like Jared?? Not only that, but Wilbur could protect beloved in a way that Jared could never attempt. The urge to keep beloved inside his stomach, safe and hidden from all the dangers of the outside world, belonging to him and only him, was undoubtedly very overwhelming. It didn’t help that his… other thoughts were telling him to swallow Jared down, but certainly not for protection purposes. The thought of Jared melting away when nobody could hear him begging for mercy seemed very appealing as well.

What a convenient time for Jared himself to enter the office and sit down at his desk, which was directly opposite Wilbur’s. Wilbur glared at him over the top of his computer. The thoughts of eating Jared flooded his brain once more, and because of this he didn’t even notice when Jared looked up until he spoke.

“So. Wilbur,” he began, “done hating me yet?” Jared sighed when he got no response, and Wilbur’s hard glare only intensified. That was as good as a response. “Get me a coffee, would ya.” Jared started again after a few minutes of awkward silence and keyboards clicking. Wilbur stood up. “Fine, but I can’t promise I won’t spit in it. Or poison it. Or both.” He walked past Jared’s desk and to the coffee machine ten steps behind it. He was pouring a coffee, when he suddenly realised that he was quite hungry. Oh, he had unknowingly skipped his lunch break to fantasise about beloved, hadn’t he? Maybe instead of waiting it out, he thought, maybe he could act on one of the other thoughts he’d had earlier.

Leaving Jared’s coffee on a table beside the coffee machine, Wilbur approached him from behind. He wasn’t the most experienced pred, but he’d eaten his fair share of people, so he had a rough idea on what to do. Thank god he was tall. Wilbur grabbed the back of Jared’s shirt, yanking him upwards. Jared let out a surprised yelp as Wilbur opened his mouth and began stuffing him inside of it, feet first. Maybe he should’ve started with the head, Wilbur thought grudgingly as Jared yelled out for help.

Although, Wilbur found himself thinking while making the first few swallows, Jared had quite a nice taste. Raspberries with a tint of coffee. An unusual combination, but definitely not a bad one. Wilbur took his time to swallow his enemy down, despite how hungry he was. Eventually, his stomach expanded enough to accommodate his ‘lunch’, although the buttons on his shirt were quite strained. This didn’t help when Jared began writhing in an attempt to change his fate.

Slightly out of breath, Wilbur went back to the coffee machine and drank Jared’s coffee. He wouldn’t be needing that anymore, plus, the feeling of being so full was beginning to make Wilbur drowsy. He would’ve fallen asleep right then and there if Jared wasn’t making so much noise, which he was partly thankful for. Either way, he wanted to get home before he actually fell asleep.

Wilbur walked as best as he could to the manager to ask if he could take the rest of the day off. He didn’t actually know where his manager stood in scenarios such as this one, so he was a bit nervous if anything. His manager seemed to be understanding enough, though. They took one look at his stomach and let him go home, which Wilbur was more than relieved about. Luckily for him, he only lived about a fifteen minute walk away, so that was convenient, except for the fact that that time was doubled due to him carrying the weight of both himself and a violently thrashing Jared. He kept a hand on his stomach, absentmindedly giving it a few occasional pats as he walked, and every now and again someone would stare at him warily as he passed. That was the main reason eating people wasn’t an everyday thing for him. (Self-conscious much?) Even so, he did his best to ignore it.

The second Wilbur got back to where he lived, he flopped down onto his bed, making his stomach gurgle and Jared yell in alarm. Wilbur wondered what he could say to really rub it in, rub it in that that this would be Jared’s end, and it was always destined to be so. Which then brought a question: was he actually going to let Jared go? Wilbur sat up, and said the first thing that came to mind.

“I told you, didn’t I? I told you to stay away from them, and you didn’t listen. Now this is your fate.” Jared did not like that. The squirms and attacks on his insides intensified. It was strangely quite enjoyable, Wilbur found himself thinking. He also found himself quite tired once again. He couldn’t just fall asleep yet, though.

“Maybe I’ll consider letting you go, if you beg for mercy.” Though when it passed 10 seconds, and no response was given, Wilbur decided to drift off into sleep.

[shotorozu]

attractive things you do a lot

[sorta milestone celebration, but also something i made during todo’s birthday]

character(s) : multiple; five or more.

legend : [Y/N = your name] they/them pronouns used, hinted to have a strong quirk but it’s not mentioned alot

post type : headcanons + scenario [fluff, the mildest of spice.] third year au! but it’s nothing nsfw, so no need to worry.

note(s) : i was planning on doing denki, tamaki, monoma, and 2 other characters— but my idea train stopped at shinsou so i’m sorry about that! just let me manifest some ideas rq, and i’ll make a part two.

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todoroki shouto

eye contact is so attractive to him, he can’t explain it’s exact details

it’s definitely the way the both of you guys can practically read each other’s expressions just by staring into each other’s eyes it’s sorta telepathic?? im half joking

he absolutely loves the way you look away bashfully when you realize he’s staring at you— as you try to pretend he wasn’t just staring at you not so discreetly

and if you feel like it, you’ll stare back at him— totally teasing him with your eyes, as he slowly realizes that you’ve caught him staring

really adores your thinking face for some reason, you could be plotting about giving bakugou a knuckle sandwich, and shouto would just stare like “my s/o’s so attractive :))”

another thing he really likes is when you hold onto his hand, dragging his left side to your face whenever you feel colder than usual

you practically do the same thing when it’s too hot, and he doesn’t care if you’re sweaty or not. nope, not one bit.

he always found it attractive when he sees you bop your head to songs you really like. shouto just really likes seeing you enjoy yourself.

an extra to the cool/hot bit, he makes you run towards his direction by turning off the ac/heater.

last but not the least, his heart swoons when you kiss his scar. he has always been insecure about it, and you have helped him a lot!

mild spice here— whenever you bite your lip, his heart skips a beat

your lips are just so perfect to him, the shape, size, and color. so biting your lip does something alright. he doesn’t know what exactly though.

to conclude this, todoroki’s just whipped for you— it’s very noticable when he finds you extra attractive.

midoriya izuku

he loves seeing you hyped about something you’re really interested in.

like todoroki, seeing you enjoy yourself genuinely makes him content. his s/o having their own interests is really big for him

strength is something he admires (but he’s not power hungry like end*avor, don’t get confused).

so no, it doesn’t just reflect on your strong and capable quirk—

no. it’s so much deeper than that to him, seeing that you can overcome challenges makes his heart swoon

when you tilt your head when listening to him- omg. he might just short circuit from the way you’re looking at him intensely. 

he likes it a lot when you reach for his hand, enveloping your hand against his

an extra point if you pay extra attention to the callouses and scars on his hands— purposely rubbing a thumb across his scars

fixing his tie.

like.. [SIMP SCREAMS] he doesn’t really know how to fix it properly, but if you do it for him— he’ll start imagining a rather domestic life so BWNDNWNS warn him

mild spice here— but he loves seeing you fix your hero costume?? there’s something about it that makes him refuse to look away. he thinks you’re very hot btw

but the top tier? it’s when you get along with his mom, and children

like.. you don’t have to be good with them, but you should at least be nice to them! midoriya’s deal breaker is if you don’t get along with his mom so.. you really have to in this relationship

bakugou katsuki

when you put him back in his place- well.. let me explain this one

people are so easily intimidated by him, so people don’t talk at him when he says some shit

so he’ll be genuinely surprised if you talk back at him, because it shows him that you're not afraid of him (and that’s important in a relationship with bakugou) 

when you put his face in his palms. he’ll scowl and tell you off, but he actually likes holding your face in his palms

his hands are naturally clammy, so he’s secretly so insecure about them, and if you show him that you really don’t care- then.. that’ll keep him up at night. 

same thing with shouto, but if you run to him for warm in colder weathers, that’ll give him an ego boost. 

knowing that you’ll only look for him, whenever you feel cold makes him feel all “mushy” inside. again, like how bakugou is- he’ll pretend he absolutely despises it but he’ll actually love it.

mild spice here- but seeing you all worn out, panting under him when he spars with you is something that’ll leave him speechless for the rest of the day. man can’t stop thinking about it, and he has to restrain himself. 

last but not the least- it’s when you touch/play with his hair. 

YUUUP. 

so unexpected because he never lets anyone touch it, sometimes not even his own mother. 

but the only hands that are touching the ash blond mesh that is his hair is you. 

do whatever with them. create small braids, comb it, tie it with a scrunchy, straighten it. really- he has trust in you

he’s just so whipped when you do it, and it calms him down. 

kirishima eijirou

when you call him manly 🤠

and when you do things he considers as ‘manly’ like going out of your way to train your quirk— and helping him study for something he doesn’t quite get and when you succeed

another ‘manly’ thing is when you manage to encourage him— because he himself had confidence issues

so if you do that, he’ll be planning the wedding asap

whenever you just make grabby hands at his hair— wanting to style his hair

oh and if you wanted to redo his roots (if they grow back) then he’ll let you <3 because he absolutely adores it

when you start tracing his jawline when you’re staring at him. he was very caught off guard when you did this for the first time

but he absolutely loves the sensation.

stretching before any exercise! just the way you twist yourself with ease.. he’s mesmerized

he stares a little too much, to the point he gets called out by bakugou multiple times

a little spicy here — he likes your teeth. normal teeth, canine teeth, fangs, whatever!

doesn’t matter if you’re bite your lip, or runnig your tongue along the edge of a tooth. are you trying to seduce him?

he will be seduced 💀 face practically rivalling his faux red hair, trying to avert his gaze— thinking about how pretty you just looked like.

last but not the least!

back hugs. he’s such a fan of them, regardless if you’re taller than him, or shorter

surprise him, and he’ll turn around with this big dopey smile— and he’ll trap you in his arms

shinsou hitoshi

okay, if you randomly send him pictures of yourself (either your prettiest pictures, or the weirdest pictures) he’ll be so in love

like— just look at you! you’re gorgeous to him (saves every singe candid photo you’ve send him)

this is a really weird one but.. when you pick up things with your feet (bonus points if you do it with ease.)

when you start fixing your hair, doing whatever to it— he’s just in awe. (have you hypnotized him with your beauty?)

get him things for his hair like headbands, scrunchies, little barretts and pigtails

he’ll keep it in for as long as he can— since his hair is a little wild, a little braid or ponytail wouldn’t hurt, right?

spice warning (?) whispering into his ear makes his heart pound 10x faster like.. are you trying to kill him?

his quirk gave him a habit of listening to someone’s voice.. a little too much.

SO IF YOU WHISPER IN HIS EAR, HE’LL STOP FUNCTIONING :) do whatever with that info tbh

last but never the least— when you support him, and his journey to becoming a hero

because people have told him that he’ll never be a hero because his quirk was too villainy

nope. you think differently, and that’s what he thinks is most attractive about you.

the ability to support and believe him, even if his quirk seems a little misleading.

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likes and reblogs are appreciated, thanks for reading!

i do not own bnha/mha and it’s characters. boku no hero academia/my hero academia belongs to horikoshi kohei. i only own the writing.

do not plagiarize my work :))

[himbo-beel]

I see that requests are open, headcanons of the brothers reaction when MC welcomes them back home wearing a maid dress? I love your works btw

Did you know, dear anon, that you’re one of like maybe three people in total that have said you like these little things I do? It makes me really happy that you enjoy them! I like doing these, too, and knowing others like them makes me want to do more! Thank you!

(requests are currently not open)

Lucifer:

It’s been a long day. It’s always a long day for Lucifer between keeping his brothers out of trouble, R.A.D classes and his student council duties, and ensuring Diavolo’s needs are met and he’s not sure if coming back to HoL seeing MC in that makes his day longer. 

There’s 500 hundred things going through his mind - where did they even get that? Did Levi make it? It’s quite nice but if he finds out someone put MC up to wearing it they’re not going to hear the end of it. If it was Mammon then-

“Welcome home, Master~”

All of Lucifer’s thoughts come to a stand still. 

Well then. If that’s how MC wants to dress and act, he’s going to make sure MC follows through

MC was probably expecting a slightly....more fun time with Lucifer when they wore it but instead Lucifer makes them clean up his study

His eyes are all on them, though, and he may ‘accidentally’ keep dropping his pen to watch them bend over and pick it up 

Mammon:

Whatever he was talking about before he walked through the door is gone, lost, brain empty no thoughts, as soon as he sees MC in a maid dress 

The opposite of Lucifer - his mind goes completely blank before it starts going a mile a minute

But, like Lucifer, he wants to know exactly where MC got that, who put them up to wearing it, and what MC thinks they’re doing

He’s a blushing mess the whole time. He’s stuttering and both trying not to look too closely at MC while only looking at MC

Finally grabs them by the shoulders and pushes them to their room telling them to get changed immediately before any of his other brothers see them - for their own safety of course!

Pretends to help them pick new clothes out but is actually just trying to look busy while he keeps ogling MC

Leviathan:

He doesn’t notice MC at first, his head down and attention focused on the handheld game he was playing on the walk back from R.A.D

“Welcome home-” MC starts to say but Levi’s brow furrows as he wordlessly tells them to stay quiet so he can focus. He’s almost beat the final boss!

Except he walks right into MC and drops the game

He’s 0.3 seconds from snapping. Classes are difficult already with how many demons he has to be around all the time and how there isn’t enough time to play games or watch anime between them and now he has to start that game all over! 

MC can feel the frustration rolling off him but all it takes is one look at them and Levi is frozen

What is MC wearing? How did they get that? And they’re wearing it for...for him!!??

The game is forgotten, his homework is forgotten, he needs to get MC to his room right now! Not to keep them for himself! But that outfit would look so good next to all his Ruri-chan figures!

MC is in for a 3 hour photo session, whoops

Satan:

A maid outfit? Was that the best MC could do?

Satan is amused when he comes home and hears them welcome him home. Their voice is always a welcome sound to his ears after a long day and the outfit brings a much needed chuckle to his lips

But then MC pulls out a pair of cat ears and places them on their head the amused expression on Satan’s face turns into a blush 

“Welcome home Meowster!~”

Satan all but drags MC back to his room. He half wants to punish them for doing something as cheeky as this by making them tidy up his room but the other half of him wants to do something more fun

Asmodeus:

Well isn’t MC just looking so cute in that outfit!

But you know what would be cuter? If it fit better!

Leviathan isn’t the only one that knows how to make clothes - Asmo designs his own brands after all!

Maid outfits aren’t his kind of style, though, but he’ll make an effort for MC! 

His hands are all over MC, fingers lightly skimming down their arms and hands touching gently around their stomach as he takes their measurements and tells them just how nice it was for them to give him this little treat after such a difficult day

After a few altercations the outfit fits and looks even better than before. Asmo is tempted to keep MC all to himself but the amount of chaos such a sight could incite among his brothers is too hard to resist

Beelzebub:

He’s hungry after classes and the one thing on his mind when walking back to HoL is to head to the kitchen

MC is already there making him a snack in the maid outfit and for a moment all hunger is forgotten as Beel watches them move from one thing to another, the uniform bouncing around their hips 

But once he smells what they’re cooking food is the only thing on his mind again 

He’s blushing, though, as MC welcomes him home and offers to feed him 

He doesn’t get to eat as fast as he’d like but something about it makes him willing to wait

Belphegor:

He’s tired - of course he’s tired. Not only is he the Avatar of Sloth but the walk to and from R.A.D is pretty long and that’s after all the classes he had to sit through

He wants nothing more than to throw everything on the ground and go to bed

But MC is there welcoming home in....that

MC better hope it’s comfy because Belphie is about to hold onto them for the night and never let go 

A frilly maid outfit is not getting in the way of being a body pillow. It might actually be better - with all the skin exposed they wont get so overheated 

When Belphie wakes up he demands MC make him breakfast in the outfit

[dancedance-resolution]

anyways while we’re on the subject of sg medical trauma. i feel like lena has an eating disorder. gonna talk ad nauseum about it under the cut.

developing an ed was kind of inevitable, i think, with the way the luthors policed her body growing up. her diet, exercise, supplements, etc, were regiments so strictly regulated by the luthors. and the results were relentlessly examined too - after all, if this bastard child has to bear the luthor name, then at the very least she has to wear it well.

in her adult life, as the luthorcorp ceo, it’s that same spotlight her adoptive parents put on her but...bigger. ruthless in new and different ways. social media gossips and tabloids openly speculate over her wait, print headlines about pounds she’s allegedly gained and crash diets she’s allegedly failed at. and the pregnancy rumors, always accompanied by a grainy pap photo with her protruding stomach circled in bold red ink, pop up weekly. her male coworkers laud her a bitch, a dyke, a fat pig, in various degrees of openness; even her female coworkers, trying to be supportive, tend to trigger her with ostensibly caring comments about a diet their sister successfully tried or a weight loss doctor their cousin raves about.

and so being in a relationship with kara is complicated for her, body image wise. because kara is quite literally inhumanly gorgeous, with a sculpted figure that every sapphic national city twitter-user thirsts over on the daily. and (in this little headcanon lena is fat btw bc truly that’s what we deserve) lena’s....not. not skinny, not muscular, not ‘mainstream attractive’.

but kara, somehow, loves her. all of her, kara claims, including her body. she presses kisses along her tummy before going down on her, traces loving fingers and lips over her stretchmarks, waxes poetic about how she wants to suffocate between lena’s thighs. reassures lena that no, her arm fat doesn’t look ugly in that dress, but if it would make her feel more comfortable, she can borrow kara’s supergirl cape to cover them up.

which is one thing.

but more than that, kara eats.

she gets belly bloat after downing an unholy amount of pasta. she devours carbs and sugars and fats without care. she scoffs at the idea that ‘food is fuel’, instead indulging in what she wants when she wants because it’s an opportunity to bond with family members over a meal, or because she trusts her body when it tells her it’s hungry, or just because it fucking tastes good. food isn’t evil, isn’t something that needs to be caged and regulated - it’s a source of pleasure, a vessel to facilitate interpersonal connection, a way to cultivate her old culture and heritage.....

she never criticizes lena’s eating habits, never so much as remarks when a package of oreos goes missing from the pantry only to be found empty beneath the bed later that day because lena still feels so much fucking shame about binging. she doesn’t comment on how weird it is that lena sometimes holds her plate in her lap, beneath the surface of the dining room table, because it makes it easier for her to eat when the food she’s consuming isn’t being perceived by anyone; she doesn’t condemn lena for wasting food when all she can manage is a few bites.

which is not to say that kara doesn’t try to help. she sends lena a poem one time, something about how you shouldn’t cut up your body into pieces for individual scrutiny because it is whole and it is good. she starts bringing lunch to lena’s office every weekday when lena admits that eating at work is particularly difficult for her, and she communicates with lena to develop a system where lena wordlessly indicates whether or not she wants kara to stay and chat with her during her lunch break based on how lena positions her desk calendar that afternoon. she uses nailpolish to paint intricate designs on lena’s nails when she notices that lena’s been picking at her skin more than usual, the art later serving as a reminder and source of strength for lena to help stop herself from caving in to the compulsion. she prepares snacks when she notices that lena hasn’t eaten in a while and wordlessly leaves them on the kitchen counter as a low-pressure way of encouraging lena to eat and helping reduce the amount of energy it takes lena to eat.

and when things get bad and kara notices that lena needs help help, she communicates with lena every step of the way, going out of her way to give lena agency and information.

so it’s complicated. recovery is weird, and anything but linear, and lena still has good days and bad days.

but she realizes that all of the days are markedly better now that she has kara by her side.

[driversmutbucket]

Only if you feel like taking requests! I’d love to request a Flip thing with your favorite prompt or idea! Thank you! 💗 kitten was sooo good btw!

HI.

Thanks so much for all your support of my work!Sorry for taking SO LONG! to respond.

Yes I started writing this at Christmas time. Lolffsihateme

Flippy baby. How I love theeeeee. I’m feeling like modern-day AU Flip would be all up in readers messages, every damn morning, hoping for some ‘motivation’.

🚨 SMUT R18 SEX AND STUFF

You heard your phone buzz as you poured coffee into your cup, eyes still slightly heavy with sleep.

What is on the menu today?

You grinned as you typed a reply.

Good Morning to you too Phillip. I’ve not long woken up.

The dots that indicated he was typing appeared almost immediately.

:(

You’ll get your daily fix once i’m caffeinated big boy.

If there was one thing Flip did, it was keeping you on top of your selfie game.

Selecting a fire engine red, barely-there thong and matching bra, you pulled them on and propped your phone on the bathroom counter, activating the self timer.

Turning quickly, you spread your legs wide, and bent yourself over, bracing yourself with your arms on the wall.

The shutter sound indicated the photo had been taken.

You assessed it with a little smirk before sending it and systematically deleting it from your images.

A bit of Christmas cheer for you 😘

You heard your phone ding as you pulled on your clothes.

Fuck me.

Is that an exclamation or an instruction?

Both, dollface. I want to take those tiny little panties off with my teeth.

Your conflicting work schedules were torture, Flip on long nights, you on long days. Some days you were lucky to even see each other at the house you shared.

You hadn’t seen each other for the good part of 4 days, but tonight you would start 2 days off together.

Your nether-regions throbbed as you read his message, sighing at the thought of his scratchy mustache traveling up your thigh.

—

You ploughed through your workload, determined to get away early. Working through lunch paid off as you gleefully sent your last email at 3pm.

Flip wouldn’t be expecting you home so early, and would still be asleep, which would work quite well for you.

—

You let yourself into the dark house as quietly as you could, navigating your way to the second bathroom to shower, so you didn’t wake your slumbering man.

Once you were clean you slipped back into the lingerie set and tiptoed up the stairs to the bedroom.

Slithers of light from the crack in the drawn curtains provided enough light for you to see Flip laying on his back, with one arm above his head, snoring softly. As your eyes fell on the bulge of his bicep, a new wave of need washed over you. The sheet was tantalizingly low, his large toned torso on display.

You climbed gingerly onto the bed and straddled him. He hardly stirred. You lightly traced the line of hair that ran up to his bellybutton, before planting soft kisses on his bare chest and grinding your pelvis gently.

He grumbled in his sleep, rousing slightly as you felt him harden beneath you. You inhaled his scent, it was woodsy - like pine from his body wash and the faintest smell of cigarette smoke. It was a scent that soothed your soul, it smelt like home.

A large hand made contact with your hip and his eyes flew open.

“Hi.” You smiled.

Flip dragged his sleep heavy eyes over your form, a soft growl escaping him.

“I hope you still plan on taking those off with your mouth.” You purred, as he hooked his thumbs in the thin straps of your thong.

“S’even better in real life.” His voice was thick with sleep “better bring that pussy up here.”

His hands cupped your bottom and guided you up so your increasingly damp cunt hovered above his face.

He swore under his breath, squeezing your cheeks before pulling your hips down, he pushed the tiny scrap of fabric aside with his nose. You moaned, trying to buck away but he held you firmly in place.

His tongue began lapping hungrily, he let you rock your hips as you vocalized your pleasure. His facial hair deliciously scratching against the sensitive skin below.

You yelped as he threw you off his face without warning, quickly sitting up on his knees and manhandling you so your legs rested on his shoulders. You squeezed his head with your thighs as he dove back into your cunt, nudging your clit with his nose as he tongued your entrance.

“Fuckkkkkk, Jesus Flip!” you spluttered. .

From this position he could slip his fingers into you, two replaced his tongue as he turned his attention to sucking your clit.

“God- baby- I-!” He hummed against your clit as you climaxed, not slowing in his ministries as your orgasm hit in waves.

You had to squirm away his mouth, he let you collapse on your back.

Grinning he took a strap of your thong in his teeth and pulled it down.

You giggled, eyeing his heavy cock, it bobbed, angrily erect.

“Fuck I’ve missed you.” He murmured, covering your body with his own.

You reached up wordlessly and dragged your fingers through his hair before pulling his face down, seeking his lips.

Your mouths were hungry, needy, frenzied.

He rolled you both so you could straddle him. Your hips unconsciously rutting, seeking friction.

You reached down and wrapped a hand around his girth. You both moaned into each other’s mouths.

“I need you so bad.” You hissed, breaking the kiss to line yourself up.

“Take it baby.” He growled, pawing at your breasts, before reaching around and blindly trying to undo your bra clasp.

He faltered as you sunk down with a groan, letting his head fall back against the pillow. You paused, savouring the stretch, the fullness.

“Christ.” He breathed, finally undoing the clasp. You shrugged the bra off so your breasts hung, he couldn’t help but take one in each hand. He kneaded, rolling his thumbs over your erect nipples, pulling a whimper out of you.

He craned his head up and took one into his mouth, suckling hungrily.

Your eyes rolled back as his teeth grazed your areola and his hips began bucking to meet your movements.

“Flip please! Tou- Jesus fuck!” You jolted as he jammed his hand between your bodies, quickly finding your clit.

“I need to-“ he didn’t finish his sentence.

You whined as he pulled you off, and jumped off the bed. He grabbed your hips, dragging you to the edge of the bed.

You spread your legs wide and he quickly pushed back in with a grunt. Standing he could plough into you. And plough he did. Sweat beading on his forehead, the slapping of skin almost drowned out your growling moans of satisfaction and his heavy, labored breathing.

His thick cock was bumping your cervix in a way that was on the verge of being painful. But it was fucking glorious.

“Flip- babe-“ you panted.

“Cum on my cock.” He almost snarled, hips snapping relentlessly, his grip on your hips bruising .

It only took a few circles of your clit, with shaking fingers for the dam to burst.

Your back arched as your body went rigid, the walls of your cunt clamping around Flip’s cock. He grunted a torrent of expletives under his breath as he fucked you through your climax.

His toned physique shone with a layer of sweat from the exertion. His hips stuttered as he unloaded, his grip on your hips faltering as he stopped moving completely and crumpled over your limp body.

He pulled out and flopped down next to you.

You both lay in satisfied silenced.

Flip wheezed and coughed next to you.

“You ok there old man?” You teased.

“I really need to give up the fucking ciggies.” He grinned, knowing full well he would never.

[sweeethinny]

can you tell us about the new home- hinny wip?

sure sweetie! thank you, btw <3

it's literally a story about their new home ahahaha in my HC they lived in an apartment until they found out they were pregnant, and Ginny is very concerned about raising a child in an apartment, and they decide to buy a house the problem is that Ginny finally realizes how the two handle money differently. For Harry, there is not much importance in buying the house, it needs to have space, and even if they spend a lot of renovating, it is not a concern. For Ginny it is. I think the way Ginny sees money is very much the way I see it, which is always a desperation to ''what if? what if we go hungry? what if there is no money left over at the end of the month to pay the bills?'' when in reality it is not quite like that - no more, at least and she and Harry need to adjust their expectations and dreams.

I always say that I see a lot of people romanticizing the Weasleys' poverty, and I think JK herself does that, and I think they all deserve to have a safe and worry-free life, but there are traumas that will never come out of you, and I speak this from my own experience, so... ahahahha

it's just a story about the two of them building a house and dealing with these traumas

on the one hand, we have Ginny who had no money, on the other, Harry who even had but was deprived of everything while growing up, the way they see money is different. Ginny had nothing, Harry just had no knowledge and was not allowed to enjoy the same things as Dudley, but the Dursleys were not poor.

I take a long time to write this story because I suck at describing buildings, and I even have a saved photo of the floor plan of a house that I imagine to be the Potter's, but I need to learn to describe environments better to be able to evolve in this story lol

WIP GAME!

[murumokirby360]

My Strontium Nitro A1 Micro SDXC Card 256GB (with my Paper Dolls) - Part 1 [May 4, 2021]

Hello! This month of May I have another item topic that I will tackle. So I want to un-hold my ongoing topics, because I have two reasons; #1 I want to do different item per month, and #2 I’m eagerly to expand my external Micro SD card of the same brand.🙂

Thus, my Strontium Nitro A1 Micro SDXC Card comes in with a whopping 256GB memory that they offer to all memory expand lovers like ME, who wants to store MORE cherish / important files on our current devices!😁📲📷💻

So here’s my part 1 of my  Strontium Nitro A1 Micro SDXC Card 256GB, with as always my paper dolls!😉

So without further ado, let’s get started:

1st to 3rd Image(s): • [1st Image]: Let’s start up with the package itself, I’d say nothing special. It’s a carbon copy from my previous one except the promising memory size. Guest you know the one. • [2nd Image]: Same goes to the rear, nothing special. It’s quite the same as my previous, although the numbers change despite I pick their highest memory size. • [3rd Image]: My paper dolls say that my micro sd card upgrade will have a the same worth it as your old one. Yeah, I hope so.😊

4th & 5th Image(s):  • [4th Image]: On the left part, I bring out my old 64GB package of the same brand as a comparison with my new 256GB variant. And as you can see their numbers are all different. As for their element proof features, symbols and rates on the right side, both the 64GB and 256GB are very exact the same. If you want to see the entire back view of my 64GB variant then please [CLICK ME!] to known more. • [5th Image]: My paper dolls seems very agree on their different variants, but otherwise they’re pretty much identical. So now they’re hungry for paper food. "So what’s on the menu?” that they both said, we’re having a beef instant noodles for midnight snack! Yum yum!😋🍜 Unfortunately, I can’t show ya because I’m only limit to 10 photos. Sorry, heheh...😅

6th to 9th Image(s): • [6th & 7th Images]: So now I pull out two items from the package to see and close up of my new Strontium Micro SD Card. Here’s what it looks like, both from on the back. • [8th & 9th Images]: And here are the two photos when I remove the plastic cover. You know, if only the company will replacing a boring plastic cover to a usable plastic case for a cool presentation and appreciation to good use. Just saying.🤔

10th Image: • My paper dolls saying that my new Micro SD Card really does the same as your old 64GB, plus they vey much agree what I said. I know, being reuse from recycle is so much respectable in our environmental mother earth. Hope their new Micro SD Cards from Strontium will listen to my words. Well sorta.🙂 •Also they say that will I my Honor 8C phone supports 256GB external with my upgrade Micro SD Card? Maybe, but very very soon.🙂

BTW: To this day, Strontium my 64GB Micro SD Card is still functional on my Honor 8C’s external storage. I haven’t seen or encounter any floss or issues whatsoever for 10 months! Absolutely worthy Micro SD Card brand, and that’s why I need to go extra storage with my new one!😄👍

Overall: • I’m so very happy to own a 256GB Micro SD card of the same brand.😊 I order this Strontium Nitro A1 256GB SDXC Card for  ₱1,449.14 (using my claimed discount vouchers, free shipping voucher and promos) from their official Lazada PH store [CLICK ME!] and that is during Lazada’s Big Birthday Sale on March 27th of this year; the original price is ₱1,795. And as of this post, Lazada offers another huge discount in the upcoming 5.5 Big Brands Sale on May 5. So yeah, I paid this 256GB Micro SD Card for ₱1,449.14 is a big savings for my wallet! 💵😁

Well, that’s it for now. And if you want to see my previous topic of my 64GB variant, then I’ll provide some links down below.↓😉

My Strontium Nitro A1 Micro SDXC Card 64GB: • Part 1 [Jul 6th, 2020] • Part 2 [Jul 6th, 2020] • DeviantART version [Jul 13th, 2020]

Tagged: @lordromulus90, @bryan360, @carmenramcat, @bytern, @gibsonfreak49

[gyakutengagotoku]

GS4 vs AJ:AA - Episode 3, Part 3

Lately, I’ve had a terrible time setting a posting schedule that keeps conflicting with my folks’ plans. I’m like the resident errand girl... Now, especially now, I understand the pain of Nick and his pupils when the court makes them do whatever because no one else wants to.

Anyhow, I’m back and back on schedule. No more mess-ups dragging me back to a previous post, no sirree! Oh, and again, don’t mind the extra entries I through in there just for sharing. I got at least one viewer who has yet to play through the English versions of these next games.

If only I knew how to be funny when I have nothing to say, though...

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> Wright Anything Agency

<Trucy> なんていうか。ナゾが多いって、 ワクワクしますよね！　なんとなく。 It's another mystery, Apollo! I love mysteries.

<Apollo> オレはしないケドね。 I don't.

そういえば‥‥成歩堂さんは？ 意見を聞きたいんだけど。 Speaking of mysteries, what's Mr. Wright up to? I wouldn't mind asking his opinion.

<Trucy> あ。そういえば、パパ。 最近、見ないですよね。 Now that you mention it, I haven't seen Daddy around.

<Apollo> おとうさんを、 “のらネコ”みたいに言うなよ。 What, is he some kind of stray that just wanders in and out at will?

"Don't treat your dad like some 'stray cat'."

Ah, so he's a cat?

> Examine: photo

<Apollo> 古そうな写真に、みぬきちゃんが 尊敬する魔術師が写っている。 A faded photograph showing one of Trucy's favorite magicians.

みぬきちゃんは、毎日この写真に 向かって手をあわせているみたいだ。 She talks to it daily for good luck, I hear.

<Trucy> あ！ 今日の“お祈り”忘れてました！ Ack! I almost forgot!

えーと。 偉大な魔術師になれますよーに！ Umm... I hope I become a famous Grand Magician!

あと、ついでにオドロキさんが、 リッパな弁護士になれますように！ Oh, and I hope Apollo becomes an Ace Attorney!

‥‥‥‥‥‥‥‥‥‥ これで、よしっと。 ...There! All done.

<Apollo> （まあ。ご利益があるかどうかは、 　ナゾだよな‥‥） (I suppose if you're going to talk to inanimate objects, a photo isn't so bad.)

Aww, Trucy. Yeah, this is more of a custom you'd find in Japanese households and offices, since they're pretty big on praying to their family members beyond the grave or certain lucky Kami for good fortune and all that. 'Tis an Asian thing, really.

Odoroki: "(Eh. Who knows if it really works or not...)"

> Examine: silk hat

<Apollo> やっぱり。ボウシから、 色々なものを出すんでしょ？ That's one of those hats you pull things out of, right?

<Trucy> もちろん、やりますよ。 みぬきのボウシも小宇宙ですから！ Of course! My hat's like a little universe! Bigger on the inside than on the outside!

<Apollo> 小宇宙か‥‥なんだかスゴイね。 “ギャラクティカ！”ってカンジだ。 Hmm... That reminds me of a sci-fi show I used to watch.

Odoroki actually gives that sci-fi show by name: "Galactica!", which is most likely referring to Battlestar Galactica itself.

> Examine: spaghetti

<Apollo> ロウ細工じゃなくて、ホンモノの 料理を置いてるお店もあるよね。 I've seen some restaurants that set out real food to show what's on the menu.

<Trucy> そういうのって、 なぜか減ってることありません？ I have, too! But I noticed something strange...

喫茶店のサンドイッチの具だけが、 なくなってるの見たことあります！ One time, there was a sandwich without any lettuce!

あれはあれで、フシギです！ Like it had disappeared... by magic!

<Apollo> ‥‥ダレかが、 ツマミ食いしただけじゃないの。 ...I'm sure someone just swiped the lettuce and ate it.

<Trucy> あ！　あのサンドイッチ、 もしかして‥‥ Wait, that sandwich... You didn't...!

オドロキさん。いくらおナカが すいたからって、カラダ壊しますよ。 Apollo, you shouldn't eat sample food, no matter how hungry you are!

<Apollo> 食べないよ！ ヒトを“のら犬”みたいに言うなよ。 Just how hard up do you think I am!?

Last two lines: "Odoroki-san, if you're always keeping yourself hungry like that, you'll hurt your health." "I didn't eat it! Don't treat others like a 'stray dog'."

Ah, so he's a dog. Btw, yes, it is still a sandwich with lettuce from a coffee shop in the JP script.

> Examine: hula hoop

<Apollo> けっこうジャマなんだよな、それ。 You know, that ring kind of gets in the way.

この前も、依頼人が つまづいて転んでたし。 Our client the other day tripped on it and fell on the floor.

<Trucy> そのあと、外までころがった リングを探すのもタイヘンでしたね。 ...Sending my ring rolling out the door! You know how long it took me to find it?

<Apollo> 怒った依頼人をなだめる方が、 もっとタイヘンだったよ。 You know how long it took to calm down the client?

けっきょく、依頼もらえなかったし。 ‥‥少しは、片付けようよ。 And in the end, they walked out without hiring us. Could you clean up a bit?

Oh, I would pay a private eye good money to find who this client was based on, out of the staff who wrote the original script. Any ideas, guys?

> Talk: Yesterday's Trial

<Apollo> 今日の法廷で‥‥ラミロアさんは、 ハッキリ証言した。 Lamiroir dropped a bomb in court today...

《犯人は、ダイアンさんだ》って。 "It was Daryan"...

<Trucy> ラミロアさん。一度、聞いた声は ゼッタイ忘れないんでしょ？ Lamiroir said she's never forgotten a voice, right?

なんか、カッコイイですよねー。 That's so cool!

<Apollo> うん。まあね。 Um, I guess.

<Trucy> なんていうんでしたっけ、アレ。 What's that called again?

ええと。 “じごくみみ”っていう‥‥ Um... Elephant ears...? I bet that's what they're called...

<Apollo> ちょっとちがうぞ、それ。 ...Somehow I don't think that means what you think it means.

In JP, Minuki uses the word "jigoku mimi", which is a metaphor like "ears so sharp they could hear into hell itself", or so it sounds. It can refer to one of two kinds of people: 1) those with the special ability to remember something forever after hearing it once, or 2) incredibly nosy people who'd dig into others' secrets without permission.

Also, I just learned that "elephant ears" can be another name for taro.

> Talk: Interpol

<Apollo> 国際警察の捜査官‥‥かあ。 An Interpol agent... hmm.

<Trucy> で？　なんですか？ “こくさいけいさつ”って。 I was wondering, what is "Interpol" anyway?

<Apollo> え！　そ。そりゃ、アレだろ？ Huh? Interpol?

国際犯罪のハンニンを つかまえるんじゃないか。 They're the guys who catch international criminals.

<Trucy> なんでも“こくさい”をつけりゃ いいワケじゃないと思いますケド。 Why can't they just call them "International Police" instead of making up some silly name?

Minuki: "I don't think just throwing 'International' onto anything has an excuse, though."

Unfortunately, they don't have the rights to name themselves "Justice League of Nations" yet, so "Interpol" will have to do.

>

<Apollo> ‥‥やっぱり、アレかな。 ラミロアさんを調べていた、とか？ Yeah... ...Anyway, you think he was investigating Lamiroir?

<Trucy> えええ！　ナニ言ってるんですか！ Whaaaa--!? Why would anyone do that?

ラミロアさんが犯罪者なワケ、 ないじゃないですか！ She's not a criminal! She couldn't be!

<Apollo> いやいや。ヒトは見かけによらない、 って言うぞ。 Don't be fooled by appearances is all I'm saying.

<Trucy> コドモの純真な目はゴマかせない、 って言うじゃないですか！ But remember I'm a magician, Apollo! I can spot a palmed coin at fifty paces!

<Apollo> 自分で言うなよ。 If only it were that easy.

Last three lines: "Sorry, but like they say, 'You can't judge a book by its cover.'" "Don't you mean, 'You can't fool a kid's true-seeing eyes!'" "Don't make up your own saying."

(Fyi, I do sometimes hear this saying about how "kids aren't so easily fooled" in both English and Japanese, but I wanted to make a pun of my own.)

> Enter Valant

<Apollo> はあ。どうも‥‥ Ah, um, nice to meet you. Who... are you?

（ニヤニヤ笑いながら、 　言われてもなあ‥‥） (And could you please stop smirking like that?)

<Trucy> ああああッ！　あ。あ。あ。あ。あ。 あ‥‥あなたはッ！ Ah. Ahhhhhhh! It's you!!! Uncle Valant!

<Apollo> なんだよ。 やっぱり、トモダチか？ Uncle Valant...? He's your uncle!?

<Trucy> ナニ言ってるんですか！ No, silly!

或真��（あるまじき）バランさん ですよ！ It's the Great Gramarye, Valant Gramarye!

あの。大魔術師のッ！ The Grand Magician!

<Valant> さよう‥‥テレビでおなじみ、 あの有名な或真敷　バランです。 Yes, it is I, the Great Valant Gramarye. As seen on television.

<Apollo> （ニヤニヤ笑いながら 　言われてもなあ‥‥） (And could you please stop smirking like that?)

Btw, it's only in English that Trucy calls him "Uncle". In JP, she simply calls him "Valant-san". Oh, and that "t" at the end is supposed to be silent.

>

<Apollo> あの‥‥ Um, I hate to intrude, but...

いったい、大魔術師さんが、 オレたちになんの用ですか？ What is a Great Magician doing paying us a visit?

<Valant> ‥‥おそらく。用があるのは、 あなたたちの方でしょう。 I believe it was you who wished to see me?

なんなりと、 聞いていただいてけっこう。 So, be quick with your questions!

このバランに乱反射する‥‥ And do not quail, quake, or quiver. I am quite tame.

ビッグスターのオーラを、 恐れることはありません。 Though my stardom may sear the sight... I'm quite down to earth when need calls.

<Apollo> （‥‥たしかに、あるイミ、 　恐るべきオーラがマブしいな） (He does have a certain aura to him, it's true.)

"(...Yeah, in a way, he does have an impressively shining aura.)"

> Talk: Troupe Gramarye

<Trucy> あの。もしかしてオドロキさん。 Wait, Apollo...

《或真敷一座》を知らない‥‥ なんてコトはないですよね？ Don't tell me you don't know about Troupe Gramarye?

<Apollo> あるまじき‥‥ なんていうか、その。 Troupe Grammarie... huh? No.

どこかで聞いたような気は するんだけどね‥‥ But it does sound kind of familiar...

<Valant> おお。まさに、 あるまじき青年というべきかな。 Oh, lost life! Lamentably listless lad!

今をトキめく大魔術集団を ご存じないとは。 To not know of the greatest troupe of magicians on the planet!

<Apollo> （或真敷　バラン‥‥ 　思い出してきた） (Valant Gramarye... The name began to surface in my mind.)

（たしか、オレが小さいころ、 　テレビによく出てたような‥‥） (It was a name I'd heard on television as a child.)

<Trucy> そうですよ！ You bet you've heard the name!

ゴウカ客船を消してみたり、 遊園地をバクハしてみたり、 He made a cruise ship disappear, and blew up an amusement park...

銀行の金庫から金塊を消してみたり、 あげくの果てに、 ...Oh, and he made all this gold disappear from a safe!

閉じこめられた刑務所から 脱走してみたり！ And then escaped from a high security prison!

<Apollo> ‥‥なんだか‥‥ Um...

大いなるゴカイを生みそうな プロフィールだな、それ。 ...You said he is a magician?

"That kind of profile could lead to some big misunderstandings."

(Ok, honestly I only kept this bit in because I love how colorful they made Valant's lines and they are worth sharing.)

> Talk: During the Show

<Apollo> あの‥‥もしかして。 So, I was wondering...

この歌の途中で起こっている “フシギ”は‥‥ That stunt in the middle of the song there...

<Trucy> フシギ‥‥？ I didn't see a stunt...

<Apollo> ラミロアさんが消えたり現れたり してるじゃないか！ What about Lamiroir vanishing and reappearing!?

<Trucy> あ。ああ‥‥見なれてるから、 フシギだって思いませんでした！ Oh, that? I guess I'm so used to seeing that happen I didn't even notice.

<Apollo> （さすが、魔術の子‥‥） (So young to be so jaded...)

"Oh, that... I'm so used to seeing it that it's no mystery to me!" "(As expected of a young magician...)"

>

<Valant> ‥‥さよう。 かの、ささやかなステージこそ。 A simple slight-of-hand, a petit prestidigitation.

この或真敷が仕掛けた魔術なのです。 A modicum of magic from me... to you.

<Trucy> やっぱり！　バランさんが、 コンサート会場にいたのは‥‥ So that's why you were at the concert!

<Valant> ご想像のとおり。 Yes.

このバランのトリックを 見届けるためだったのです。 I was there to watch my trick take to the air...

<Apollo> じゃあ‥‥ラミロアさんが消えた、 そのシカケ‥‥ご存じなんですか？ So you're the one who knows how it was all done.

<Valant> トーゼンでしょう！ 我こそ、ステージの神。 Of course. I am like a deity, with the stage as my domain!

ステージ上で起こるすべての フシギを操る‥‥ I suffer no mystery upon those floodlit boards not grasped tightly twixt my fingers.

そのフシギなチカラこそ 神たるゆえんなのですから。 It is a potent, primeval power I possess.

Someone give this man a medal for "Ascending the Astral Apex of Alliterative Ability" at once.

>

<Apollo> あ、あの！ よかったら‥‥そのシカケ。 Um... Well... Do you think you could...

教えていただけませんか！ ...tell me how it was done!?

<Trucy> おっと！ Hey now!

<Apollo> み。みぬきちゃん‥‥？ Trucy...?

<Trucy> 魔術師にシカケをたずねるのは ルール違反ですよ、オドロキさん。 That's like, totally against the rules, Apollo!

<Apollo> ナニ言ってるんだよ！ 殺人事件の捜査だぞ！ Not during a murder investigation, it's not!

<Valant> そういうワケにはまいりませぬ。 或真敷の秘術は、或真敷だけのもの。 Mais non, for my illusions are mine alone, m'sieur.

And he speaks French! ...Well, actually that's not so surprising. His name is very Frenchy in the first place.

Also, I just wanna mention how he's one of the few AA characters to use the '-nu' form of negation to some words. So far, I think only two others have used such colorful or cultural language, and that would be Luke Atmey and Victor Kudo.

> Present anything

<Valant> ほほう。この私に‥‥ただで、 キセキを要求するというのですか。 What's this? You would ask me for a miracle? Free of fee?

いいでしょう。その証拠品を、 消せばいいのですね？　永久に！ Then thy wish be granted! Thy will be done! Thy evidence evicted into the ether!

<Apollo> ��やいや！　やめてください！ Ack! No evicting, please!

（‥‥魔術師って、 　こんなのばっかりなのか？） (...Are all magicians like this, I wonder?)

From my experience? Yeah, quite a lot of them like to make things disappear right from people's pockets. Usually they return them to people, though. I still remember that one lady who was still screaming after the show about the autograph she got from Penn & Teller after volunteering in an act...

Sorry, I feel nostalgic for the ol' Vegas days. Anyway, this is just another entry to share.

> Finish talking

<Valant> ‥‥それでは、みぬき嬢。 バランはこれにて失礼いたしますぞ。 ...I, Valant Gramarye, now make my leave, Miss Trucy.

<Trucy> バランさん！　もう少し、 ゆっくりしていってくださいよー。 There's no need to rush, Uncle Valant! You should stay a while!

<Valant> そうもまいりませぬ。 I am afraid I cannot. I may not. I shall not.

捜査に協力を求められているゆえ、 現場に戻らなければ。 I have been asked to assist with an analysis and so I shall slink back to the scene.

<Apollo> じゃあ‥‥今日は、 あのコンサート会場に？ So... you'll be at the concert venue today?

<Valant> さよう。このバランに話があったら、 あのコロシアムへどうぞ。 Correct. If you would call on me, come to the Coliseum!

ではッ！　いざ、さらばッ！ See you later, crocodile.

<Apollo> （サッソウとマントを 　ひるがえして‥‥） (With a whirl of his cloak, and a wink of his eye...)

（ドアからフツーに出ていったな） (...he turned and walked out through the door. Normally.)

...I don't know why "See you later, crocodile" irks me so much. It's either "See you later, alligator!" or "Been a while, crocodile!" Not both mixed up! This scene does remind me of the "dancingly descended through the front door" boys back in the day, though.

> Move: Detention Center

> Examine: camera

<Apollo> 監視カメラがこっちを見ている。 That security camera is looking at me.

カメラを向けられると、 ついポーズを取りたくなるな。 Why do I feel this sudden urge to make a silly face?

"Suddenly I feel like making a pose before that camera."

> Present: anything

<Machi> ＠＠＠＠＠＠＠＠＠＠＠＠＠＠＠＠ ＠＠＠＠＠＠‥‥ ＠＠＠＠＠＠＠＠＠＠＠＠＠＠＠＠ ＠＠＠＠＠＠‥‥

<Trucy> “コトバが分からず、話せないのが 　残念です。美しいお嬢さん‥‥” I think he said...

<Trucy> ‥‥ですって。 "I am sorry I cannot speak your language. You are very beautiful, fair maiden."

<Apollo> ‥‥勝手なホンヤクをするなよ。 ...This is why I never trust a translator.

Screw you, Apollo. I didn't make this blog to ask for your opinion. >:(

Anyway, it was just: "...Don't make up your own translation."

> Move: Sunshine Coliseum

> Examine: blimp

<Trucy> あ！　飛行船ですよ！ Look! A blimp!

<Apollo> となりには、 バルーンもあがってるね。 Those balloons next to it have ad banners on them.

<Trucy> えーと‥‥《大安の日セール・ 大安売り》ですって！ Let's see... "Big Sale, All Shirts 50% Off."

<Apollo> なんだ。となりのデパートの バルーンじゃないか‥‥ Oh. It's an ad for the department store next door.

It doesn't specify what kind of sale it is in the JP, so I guess it's officially a clothing shop sale. That said, it does say it's a "Lucky Day Sale - Huge Bargain Deals!" I'm not sure exactly how common it is among the Japanese to honor particular "auspicious" days of the year (though, they do have a lunar calendar for these kinds of events), but you'd definitely see these events affect the seasonal shopping cycles.

> Examine: coliseum

<Apollo> 《県立国際ひのまるコロシアム》か。 やたらとビッグな名前だね。 Sunshine Coliseum sure is living up to its name today.

<Trucy> おっきいですよねー。 It's huge!

こんな大舞台に立てるなんて‥‥ うー。牙琉さん、うらやましい！ And Mr. Gavin got to play on that enormous stage... I'm so jealous!

みぬきもいつか！ このコロシアムで、デビュー戦を！ Someday, I'll fight my first battle on this stage!

<Apollo> なんだよ。“戦”って。 Battle?

<Trucy> だって。なんか“コロシアム”って、 格闘技のイメージがありませんか？ Well, yeah, it's a coliseum, isn't it?

<Apollo> 語感が、“コロシアウ”に、 似てるからじゃないかな。 Um, they don't do gladiatorial contests at these places any more, Trucy.

<Trucy> そっか！　さすが、オドロキさん！ ナゾが解けました！ Really? I had no idea! I wonder why they stopped.

<Apollo> （そんなに、感心されると、 　訂正しづらいな‥‥） (Sometimes I worry about her.)

Last four lines: "Well, when I hear 'Colosseum', it makes me think of duels to the death, right?" "Maybe the nuance of the word comes from 'koroshiau'." [mutual killing] "Really? Nice, Odoroki-san! We solved the mystery!" "(With how much she's admiring me, it's hard to correct it...)"

> Examine: costumed mascot

<Apollo> なんだ？ あのイヨウな人物は‥‥ What's that... creature there?

<Trucy> わあ！　警察局のアイドル、 等身大「タイホくん」だ！ Oooh! That's the police mascot, the Blue Badger!

<Apollo> え！ あれが等身大なの？ Eh? It's life size!

<Trucy> 知らないんですか？　よく見ますよ。 夜の���をパトロールしてるところ。 Haven't you seen them around town? Patrolling the streets?

暮らしの“安心”を願う、正義の マスコットキャラクターなんです！ Yes, now even law and order has a mascot!

<Apollo> ‥‥それは、アクニンもゼンニンも まとめて逃げ出すだろうね。 ...I'd run from that thing even if I wasn't a criminal.

歩くたびにグラグラする アタマが“不安”なカンジだし。 Why does its head wobble like that when it walks? It's freaky.

<Trucy> オドロキさん！ モンクが多いですよ！ I don't think you're showing true Blue Badger spirit, Apollo.

It was just "Odoroki-san! You're complaining too much!"

To be honest, though, I kinda agree with him. I love the Badgers, all of them, but it didn't take AAI to make me question whether they'd be cute or creepy... At least the official Tokyo PD mascot Pipo-kun actually looks cute, kinda like a mouse or teddy in uniform.

...Manly Pipo scares me, plz make it go away.

> Move: In the Wings

> Examine: piano

<Trucy> おっきなピアノですよね！ みぬき。弾いたことないんですよね。 That's one big piano! I've never actually played one.

<Apollo> ふうん。 成歩堂さんに習えばいいのに。 Heh. You should get Mr. Wright to teach you sometime.

<Trucy> あー、ダメダメ。 パパ、弾けないから。 No good, he can't play either.

<Apollo> （これだけソンケイされてない 　パパもめずらしいな） (I kind of feel bad for the guy now...)

"(It's not too often that I'd find a dad who is respected this little.)"

> Examine: electronics

<Apollo> いろいろなキカイがある。 音響装置だろうか。 Look at all the electronics. They must be sound-related.

<Trucy> こういう機械を見ると、どうにも いじり倒したくなりますよね。 Doesn't seeing a bunch of machines like this make you want to just fiddle with 'em?

いじり倒していいですか？ オドロキさん！ Can I, Apollo? Please?

<Apollo> “いじる”だけじゃダメなのかよ。 やめとけよ。コワれるから。 No, no fiddling! You'll break something.

<Trucy> でも。コワれることをおそれてちゃ、 何もイジれませんよ！ If you're going to make an omelet, you gotta break some eggs!

パパがいつも、言ってます。 “カタチあるもの、みなコワれる” That's what Daddy always says.

<Apollo> ‥‥そこまで悟ってコワしても、 怒られるの、オレだからな。 These eggs look kind of expensive.

"But if you're always afraid to break things, you'll never get to fiddle with them! Daddy always says, 'Anything with form will eventually be broken.'" "...Even if you understand and still break it, I'm the one who'll be blamed."

> Examine: tower

<Trucy> このステージの塔の上に、 レタスさんとマキさんが‥‥ I still can't believe we found Machi and Mr. LeTouse up there...

<Apollo> アレはさすがに驚いたよ。 だから、高いところはキライなんだ。 Yeah. I used to not like high places. Now I hate them.

<Trucy> それ、高さはあんまり カンケイないと思いますけど。 It's not like it would have been nicer if we found a dead body closer to the ground.

‥‥そういえば。 パパもニガテですね。高いトコ。 ...Though that reminds me. Daddy's bad with heights, too.

<Apollo> へえ。そうなんだ。 Huh, no kidding.

<Trucy> こないだ。遊園地で カンランシャに乗ったんですよ。 He took me on a Ferris wheel ride a while ago, you know!

パパ、途中からカオが “もすぐりーん”になってました。 Halfway through, his face got all green and he mumbled "objection" over and over.

<Apollo> （‥‥成歩堂さん、かわいそうに） (...Poor guy.)

"Moss green", she says. Thank you, Minuki-chan, for that very detailed description.

> Examine: instrument case

<Apollo> 巨大な楽器のケースが置いてある。 Now that's a big instrument case.

<Trucy> それ、コントラバスっていう 楽器のケースですよ。 That's a case for a contrabass, I think.

<Apollo> ちょっとしたバイオリンなら ２０個は入りそうなイキオイだ。 You could fit twenty violins in there, I bet.

<Trucy> カタチは似てますけど、 ゼンゼンちがう楽器ですっ！ It may look like a violin, but it's a completely different instrument!

<Apollo> みぬきちゃんなら、５人は 入りそうなイキオイだ。 You could fit five Trucys in there, I bet.

<Trucy> もう！　ワザとやってるでしょ！ Hey! Are you comparing me to an instrument!?

みぬきとしては、あのビミョーな “半開き”が気になります。 Hmm. I wonder who left it sitting open like that.

Second to last line: "Hey! You're doing that on purpose, aren't you!?"

> Examine: ladder

<Apollo> 昨日、塔の上にのぼった ハシゴが置いてある。 That's the ladder we used to climb up the stage tower.

‥‥あれは、キョーレツな 体験だったな。 ...Not a moment I'm likely to forget any time soon.

<Trucy> うーん、たしかに。 アレは見モノでしたよね。 Me neither...

みぬき。《へっぴり腰》ってコトバ の意味、ハッキリわかりました！ I'll never be able to climb another tower again without thinking about it, you know?

<Apollo> ‥‥だから、ニガテなんだよ。 高いところはさ。 ...I'll never be able to climb a tower again, period.

Second to last line again: "I now understand what they mean by 'weak knees'!"

(Literally, it's "bent back", but has the meaning of that. Though, it definitely puts a smile on my face picturing moss-green Nick with his bent back again.)

> Talk: Valant Gramarye

<Valant> ‥‥あなたの考えていることは わかります。 I know what you are thinking in that head of yours.

『“或真敷”‥‥ああ。そういえば 　ムカシ、テレビで見たっけ』 "Gramarye, yes," you say. "I recall seeing him on television."

おおかた、そんなトコロでは ないでしょうかな？ Something of that sort?

<Apollo> え‥‥ええ。そのとおりです。 Um, actually, yes, you're right.

<Trucy> これがウワサの “読心術”かもしれませんよ！ Wow! He just read your mind, Apollo!

<Apollo> ‥‥ウソつけ。 ...Or everyone tells him that and he made a good guess.

"So this may be the rumored 'mind-reading technique'!" "...I'm not buying it."

> Talk: Magnifi Gramarye

<Valant> 天斎とザックの亡き、今。 私のねがいは、ただひとつ。 Now that Magnifi and Zak are gone, I have but one wish.

残されたこの私が、天斎の奇跡を ステージによみがえらせるッ！ Let it be I, Valant Gramarye who brings the Gramarye miracle back to the big stage!

<Trucy> みぬき。応援してますから！ I'm rooting for you!

<Valant> みぬき嬢。早く大きくなることです。 あなたのウデっぷしが必要なのだ。 Miss Trucy, you cannot grow up quick enough! I need your skill by my side!

<Trucy> はいッ！　このウデっぷしで！ One skill, coming up!

<Apollo> （やれやれ。ものすごいスピードで 　話が事件からそれていくな‥‥） (How do we manage to get off the topic of the case so quickly all the time?)

Interestingly, the "skill" he mentions refers to physical strength? Was he expecting Trucy to help him move some loads backstage or something? Well, times have been tough on the troupe, so I guess stage workers are short...

> Present: attorney's badge

<Valant> ほう‥‥それが、あなたが 弁護士たる“証”ですか。 Ah... The proof positive of your profession, yes?

<Apollo> ええ。そうです。 Um, yeah.

<Valant> ‥‥ふむ。少々、 拝借してよろしいかな？ Might I... have a look?

‥‥おや。 消えてしまいましたな。 Oh! What's this? It is gone!

<Apollo> うわわっ！　何するんですかッ！ Ack! What'd you do with my attorney's badge!?

<Valant> はっはっはっはっはっ。 あわてずともよいですぞ。 Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha. Don't be alarmed.

みぬき嬢！　その腰の トピットの中をごらんなさい。 Miss Trucy! Take a look into your topit, if you would.

<Trucy> きゃっ！　こんなところに オドロキさんのバッジが！ Eek! It's your badge, Apollo! What's it doing in there?

スゴいです、バランさん！ フシギですよねー。オドロキさん。 That was amazing! Wasn't it, Apollo?

<Apollo> （そんなコトより、みぬきちゃんの 　腰についてるポシェット‥‥） (He called that pouch at her waist a "topit"...?)

（“トピット”っていうんだ。 　‥‥魔術師用語か？） (Is that some kind of magician speak?)

So I had to search it up, and apparently a topit is a hidden sleeve or pocket that a magician uses to hide objects during an act. So it is indeed magician-speak. Normally, these topits are hidden in a jacket or outfit or somewhere and not out in the open like Trucy's pouch, though... If anything, her topit is stuffed with a certain Mr. Hat already.

> Move: Backstage Hallway

> Examine: Gavinners' dressing room door

<Apollo> こっちは、 《ガリューウエーブ》の楽屋だ。 That's the Gavinners's dressing room.

今、ガリューウエーブのメンバーは 捜査でいそがしいはず‥‥ They're all out on the investigation.

おそらく、誰もいないだろうな。 Being backstage isn't half as glamorous without a band here.

Funny seeing this coming from Apollo of all people. For reference: "There's probably no one in there."

> Examine: Lamiroir's dressing room door

<Apollo> ラミロアさんの楽屋‥‥ 事件現場のドアだ。 That's Lamiroir's dressing room... and the scene of the crime.

殺人事件の現場にしては、 警備がウスいよな‥‥ It's kind of lightly guarded for being a crime scene.

<Trucy> いいじゃないですか。 入りやすくて。 I'm not complaining! Makes it easier for us to go in!

それに、みぬきたち。 アカネさんも公認ですから。 And Ema gave us her OK, right?

堂々と入って、これでもかと ひっかきまわしても大丈夫ですよ！ We can wander in and do as we like!

<Apollo> （‥‥なんだか、アカネさんが 　心配になってきたぞ） (How is Ema doing, anyway...?)

（カリントウ食べすぎて 　虫歯にならなきゃいいけど） (I hope she's not getting cavities from eating all those chocolate Snackoos...)

"(...I get the feeling Akane-san is gonna worry.) (Ah well, as long as she doesn't get cavities from eating so much karintou.)"

> Finish talking

<Lamiroir> 連絡はそれを使っておりましたから。 ないと困るハズなのですが‥‥ We use it for communication. It would be quite inconvenient should it go missing.

<Apollo> わかりました。オレたちが 預かっておきますよ。 We'll hold on to it for you then.

牙琉検事に会ったら、 言っておきますから。 We'll give it to Prosecutor Gavin when we see him.

<Lamiroir> そうですね。 では、おねがいできますかしら。 Yes, that's best. Thank you.

<Trucy> あ！　じゃあ、ソレ。 みぬきがつけておきますね！ So, can I put it on?

< > 《ヘッドセット》を みぬきちゃんに取りつけた。 Headset attached to Trucy.

<Trucy> プラモデルみたいに 言わないでください！ "Attached"? I'm not some kind of robot, Apollo!

Or a plastic model, as per the JP.

> Move: Lamiroir's Dressing Room

< > ‥‥さくさくさくさく‥‥ ...MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH...

<Apollo> う‥‥‥ Uh oh...

このキョーレツなニクシミをこめて カリントウを噛み砕く音は‥‥ There's only one person I know who can munch with such... venom.

<Ema> ‥‥ナニしに来たのよ。 ...What are you doing here?

<Apollo> あいかわらず、フキゲンそうですね。 アカネさん。 Hello, Ema. You're looking as grumpy as ever.

<Ema> そりゃそうでしょ。 Oh, am I supposed to be happy?

法廷でアンタにやりこめられて、 牙琉検事にバカにされちゃうし。 You give me the second degree in court, and Prosecutor Gavin makes me look like a fool.

Heh, I like both the descriptions with "venom" and the "intense crunching noise" from the JP. Thinking about it, for someone to munch so loudly even with a closed mouth, that is a pretty impressive level of intense.

> Examine: crime scene

<Apollo> あれ。ここ、 カーペットが切り取られてるぞ。 Look, the carpet's been torn up here.

<Trucy> 今日の法廷で《のみとーる試薬》を ふりかけたトコですね！ That's the part we did the lunimol testing on in court!

<Ema> “ルミノール試薬”よ！ ノミを取ってどうするの！ "Loony mall"? What's "Loony mall"!? It's "Luminol"! Get it right!

<Trucy> ‥‥‥！ ...!

アカネさん、カガク捜査の コトになると、コワい‥‥ Ema's kind of scary when it comes to science.

<Apollo> ‥‥みぬきちゃんも、そろそろ キチンとおぼえようよ。 ...Best learn the word and not incite her wrath again.

Heh, she mistakes it as "Nomitol", and Akane-san snaps at her about "Why would I be catching fleas!?" since "nomi" is "flea" and "toru" is to "take" or "pick up".

> Examine: bullet holes

<Apollo> こんなに厚いカベが、 ぺっこりヘコんでいる。 Look at the way those bullets tore through this thick wall.

ホントに、オソロシイ威力の ピストルだったんだな。 That revolver really was something else.

<Trucy> マキさんみたいに小柄なヒトでも、 撃てるものなのかなあ。 I wonder if someone as little as me could even fire it?

<Apollo> 肩がハズれちゃうかもしれないね。 しばらくピアノなんか弾けないよ。 Dislocating your shoulder would kind of put a crimp on your stage career.

<Trucy> あ。じゃあ、ウチのパパの 肩コリも吹き飛ばしちゃうカモ！ Daddy always has stiff shoulders, maybe that could loosen him up!

<Apollo> やめてくれよ。ホントに 撃ちそうだぞ、あのヒト。 Don't even mention it. I'm afraid he might go out and actually try it.

<Trucy> たぶん、ないと思うけどなあ。 そんな度胸。 Nah, he doesn't have the guts to pull the trigger, I bet.

Haha, Odoroki's second to last line: "It might dislocate your shoulder. You wouldn't even be able to play piano."

> Examine: bowl

<Trucy> きゃあ！　フルーツですよ フルーツですよフルーツ！ Look! It's fruit! Fruit, Apollo! Fruit!!!

<Apollo> ‥‥１回多いよ。 ...I heard you the first time.

これだけあるのに、スイカを ひとクチかじっただけとは‥‥ It sure is a lot of fruit. I doubt anyone would miss a bit of watermelon...

<Trucy> メロンを瞬間移動させましょうか。 ‥‥みぬきのおなかに。 I know, I'll make it vanish! Into my stomach!

<Apollo> やめておこうよ。 ベンショウさせられるかもしれない。 Better not. They might make you pay for it.

そんなおカネがあったら、 事務所のカベを塗りなおそうよ。 And if you have the money for that, you should probably repaint the office first.

<Trucy> メロンって、そんなに 高いんですかっ！ Watermelons are that expensive!?

<Apollo> まあ、よく知らないけど。 *shrug* These could've been imported from some exotic locale, for all we know.

Nice shoutout to Japan's exotic fruit market. There are indeed such things as square watermelons and exquisite canteloupes that can go for as high as 10-15,000 yen per melon (~$95-143 these days).

Also, Minuki mentioned she'll have some of the canteloupe to herself, which is why Odoroki warned her about how expensive it'd be.

> Examine: bouquet

<Trucy> “ゴウカらんらん”な花が 飾ってありますね！ That's one heavy-duty bouquet there.

<Apollo> ワルいけど、“けんらん”だぞ。 I have trouble thinking of flowers as being "heavy-duty".

<Trucy> えー！　でも！“ゆうきりんりん” って言いません？ But they call lots of things heavy-duty!

<Apollo> それは言うけど。 Not flowers, they don't.

<Trucy> “るんるん気分”とか。 What about a "heavy" scent?

<Apollo> たしかにね。 I think you mean "heady".

<Trucy> 事務所のトナリのメガネ屋さんは “れんれん”だし。 What if the flowers were plastic?

<Apollo> お。苦しくなってきたな。 They still wouldn't be heavy.

<Trucy> “ろんろん”は‥‥‥‥‥‥ないや。 みぬきの負けですね！ OK, what if they were made out of metal?

<Apollo> じゃ、満を持して “けんらん”ってコトで。 What, like a magnolia made out of steel?

<Trucy> はいっ！ Exactly! Though I hope all my fans don't start throwing metal flowers at me.

Once again, we have a case of Japanese wordplay that couldn't make it through translation. Here it is:

"There's some 'gouka ranran' flowers here!" [splendid-fiery] "Sorry, but that should be 'kenran'." [gouka kenran = luxurious] "Huh? But don't they always say 'yuuki rinrin'?" [full of vigor] "That they do." "And 'runrun kibun' too." [exuberant mood] "That's right." "And even the glasses shopkeeper next to the office is 'renren'." [attached to /

fond of] "Oh, now you're starting to grasp at straws." "And for 'ronron'... I can't think of any. Well, I'm out!" "Then, you can accept that it's 'kenran'." "Okay!"

I respect the ref to Steel Magnolia, though.

> Examine: wigs

<Apollo> 美容院なんかで見かける、 パーマをかける機械だ。 That's one of those permanent dryers you see in hair salons.

<Trucy> そういえば、これ。正式な名前は なんていうんですか？ Is that what they're really called? "Permanent dryers"?

<Apollo> パーマをかけるキカイだから ‥‥《パーマ機》？ Do I look like a beautician? I just know they dry your hair and give you a permanent...

<Trucy> “機”だけニホンゴって カッコ悪いです！ It just doesn't sound very glamorous, you know?

<Apollo> じゃあ‥‥ちょっとコジャレて 《パーマシーン》‥‥？ OK, how about a "permachine"!?

<Trucy> シンプルに《パーマー》とか。 《ドライヤー》のノリで。 Or you could go more simple, like "permer"!

<Apollo> ‥‥けっこう遊べるね。 《正式な名前を考えよう》って。 ...This isn't a bad game, thinking up official names for things.

その時点で“正式”じゃないけど。 Not that it makes the name actually official or anything.

As it happens, it's not too far from the original script, even including a bit of Japanese wordplay: "It's one of those machines you'd see at a beauty salon that gives you a perm." "Say, what is the official name of those things?" "Well, it's a machine that gives you a perm, so... 'perma-ki'?" [kikai = machine] "It sounds weird just leaving that 'ki' in there!" "Then... to keep it trendy, how about 'permachine'?" "Or keep it simple like 'permer', kinda like 'dryer'." "...We sure can play around with thinking up official names for things. Not that it makes the name actually official or anything."

> Examine: presents

<Trucy> ラミロアさんへの プレゼントですね。 A stack of presents for Lamiroir.

さすが、大スターのプレゼントは どれも大きいですよねー。 Stars always get the biggest presents.

ね。ね。オドロキさん。 みぬきも受付中ですよ。プレゼント。 You know, you could give me a present, Apollo.

<Apollo> ‥‥じゃ、はい。アメ玉。 ...Here, have a piece of candy.

<Trucy> わあい！　ありがとう！ Gee! Thanks!!!

<Apollo> （喜んでくれたのに、なんで 　こう、ムネがいたむんだろう） (She must not get a lot of presents... Poor girl.)

(I'm happy for her and all, but why do I feel so bad?)"

I guess it can go two ways: he's sorry that she doesn't get many presents, or he's upset he had to give away some of his sweets.

> Talk: Yesterday's Trial

<Ema> とにかくね。あのちっちゃな子に ダマされてたと思うと、くやしくて。 It just bugs me to think that little kid outsmarted me.

<Ema> 目が見えたんなら、よけいに アヤシイんじゃない？　あの子。 And it makes him even more suspicious now that we know he can see!

天井の通気口も見えたワケだし、 ピストルも撃てたし。 He could have seen the air duct, and he could have shot that revolver.

<Trucy> でも‥‥ラミロアさん、 そうは証言していませんよ。 But that's not how it sounded in Lamiroir's testimony.

<Ema> ああ。現場で、ハンニン‥‥ 眉月刑事の声を聞いた、ってね。 You mean her saying she heard Detective Daryan's voice at the scene? Hmm...

<Trucy> そうですっ！ That's right!

<Ema> もう。なんでワケのわかんない 事件ばっか起こるのよ、この国は！ Why can't we have a normal, straightforward killing once in a while in this country!?

<Apollo> クニのせいに しないでくださいよ‥‥ I'll pretend I didn't hear that.

Ah, here's the legendary Ema quote! It's pretty similar to the original: "Ugh. Why is this country just full of cases that don't make sense at all!?" "Please don't blame the country, it's not at fault..."

> Talk: Song Lyrics

<Ema> ここまで一致していると‥‥ グーゼンとは思えないよね。 It is kind of hard to chalk it up to coincidence, hmm.

<Trucy> ですよねっ！ みぬきが見つけたんですけど。 I know! And I found it.

<Ema> これって、やっぱり。 ハンニンがやった‥‥のかなあ？ You think the same person did all of this?

<Apollo> オレに聞かないでくださいよ。 ハンニンじゃないし。 Don't ask me. I didn't do it.

<Ema> あたしだってちがうよ。 あの通気口、入れないし。 Neither did I! I couldn't fit through that air vent anyway.

<Trucy> ‥‥え！　みんな‥‥ みぬきを疑ってるんですかっ？ What... You all think I did it!?

<Apollo> （ダレも言ってない） (Sometimes I worry about that girl.)

"(No one said anything about you.)"

This here is some fine Among Us logic, yessiree.

> Talk: Something Odd

<Trucy> ‥‥あの。 ナニか見つけたんですか？ ...So what did you find?

<Ema> まあね。ちっちゃくて、きのうは 見落としていたんだけど‥‥ It's so little I must have passed over it yesterday.

あの、ソファの下に、 コイツがね‥‥ I found it under the sofa.

<Trucy> ‥‥なんですか。コレ。 ...What is it?

<Ema> 何かの機械の部品、みたいだけどね。 サ��パリわからないの。 Part of some device, I think. I haven't a clue what.

ハジっこについてるキカイ、 見覚えがあるから調べてみたら‥‥ The bit sticking out from the end looked familiar, so I had it examined.

どうやら《アンテナ》みたい。 Turns out it's an antenna.

<Trucy> アンテナ‥‥ Ooh, like on a beetle?

<Ema> だから。電波に反応するのかな、 って思って。 Like on a cell phone. This device must use an electronic signal of some sort.

<Trucy> 電波、か。ココロ当たり あるような‥‥ないような。 An electronic signal, you say? Hmm...

Hm, I wonder if Trucy likes collecting beetles. Otherwise, I have no idea where that line came from.

> Finish talking, examine crime scene again

<Trucy> ‥‥ちょっと、 気になったんですけど。 You know what I couldn't stop thinking?

このカーペット、誰が ベンショウするんでしょうね。 Who's going to pay for this carpet?

<Apollo> オレたちじゃないコトは たしかだけど‥‥ As long as it's not us...

やっぱり。 ハンニン‥‥じゃないかな。 Maybe... the shooter?

<Trucy> うーん。それじゃあ、 悪いコトするときは‥‥ I guess it's true what they say.

ヒトにメイワクが かからないようにしないと。 Crime doesn't pay!

<Apollo> ‥‥ベツのルートから そこへたどり着きたかったね。 I would hope that carpet replacement costs weren't the only thing holding you back.

The last three lines: "Hmm. It's like, 'When you do something wrong... don't cause trouble for others too.'" "...I wished we could have come to that through a different way."

> Move: Sunshine Coliseum

> Meet Daryan, finish talking

<Daryan> どう思ってるんだよ。 ホントのトコロは。 What do you really think happened? Really?

‥‥オレがやった‥‥なんて 考えてないだろうなあ？ You don't think I did it, right?

<Apollo> そ。それは‥‥ W-Well...

<Daryan> なんか、たよりないからな、 おまえさん。おぼえておいてくれよ。 Great. Way to instill a guy with some confidence.

事件が起こった瞬間。オレは ステージで、暴れてたんだぜ。 Just remember, I was ripping it up on stage when it happened, OK? Ripping!

<Apollo> ‥‥‥！ ...!

<Daryan> あの“歌姫”とかいうおばさんの 言うことに、ダマされるなよ。 Don't get led astray by some siren song, eh?

さもないと‥‥ １年ぶんのハジをかくことになるぜ。 Get this one wrong, and you'll be eating humble pie for a year. I'll bake it myself.

<Trucy> なんか‥‥感じ悪いですね。 Let's... not talk to him anymore. Alright?

<Apollo> （眉月　大庵‥‥刑事、か‥‥） (Detective Daryan Crescend... He's one stone I'd leave unturned if I had a choice.)

Heh, nice. It was plainly "Don't be fooled by that 'songtress' lady", but made the perfect opportunity for a reference to siren songs. Ngl, I was half-expecting the JP script to run off of her Goddess title in some way...

> Move: Prosecutor Gavin's Office

< > ‥‥ピッ‥‥ ...*beep*...

<Klavier> やれやれ‥‥こんなときにこそ、 ダイアンが必要なんだけど。 It's times like this when I start to miss Daryan...

‥‥ん？ ...Huh?

<Apollo> あ‥‥どうも。 Erm, hiya!

<Trucy> えへ。 来ちゃいましたあ。 Tee hee! Just thought we'd drop in. Hope you're not mad...?

<Klavier> ‥‥“えへ”とこられちゃあ、 怒るワケにもいかないな。 ...How could I be? There's not enough "tee hee" in the world, in any case.

まあ、座りなよ。 Have a seat.

<Apollo> （意外にココロの広いオトコだな） (Prosecutor Gavin, the philanthropist.)

<Trucy> オドロキさんも見習うんですよ。 Watch and learn, Apollo!

"(He's a lot kinder than I thought, this guy.)"

> Examine: guitars

<Apollo> すごい数のギターですね。こんなに 持ってて、どうするんですか‥‥ Look at all the guitars! Why so many?

<Klavier> 何本あったって、困らないさ。 ギターは、ぼくの恋人だからね。 You can never have too many guitars. They are like... my lovers.

<Apollo> （なんだかハラの立つセリフだな） (I didn't just hear him say that.)

"(Feels like he's saying that just to rub it in my face.)"

>

<Trucy> オドロキさん、知らないんですか？ これは、予備のギターですよ。 They're backup guitars, Apollo. Don't you know anything?

“ろっくんろーる”は、ギターを 壊してナンボの世界ですから！ Rock 'n' rollers always smash their guitars at the end of a show!

<Apollo> どんな世界だよ‥‥ No wonder it's so hard to make it as a musician.

"What kind of wacky world do they live in..."

>

<Trucy> ほらほら！　オドロキさんも、 “ろっく”してみてくださいよ！ You know what, you should try rocking a little, Apollo.

<Apollo> ‥‥持ち主の目の前でそれは、 さすがにロックすぎるだろ。 And breaking his guitars while he watches? That might be a little too rocking.

<Klavier> はっはっは。でもね。 ぼくは、そーいうのはやらないんだ。 Ah ha ha ha. Of course, I would never do such a thing.

言っただろ？ ギターは、ぼくの恋人だって。 Did I not say, they are like my lovers?

ぼくが、恋人にそんなことをする オトコに見えるかい？ Do I seem like the kind of man who would do such a thing to ones he loves?

<Trucy> いいえ、まさか！　見えませんよ！ さすが、ガリューさんですね！ No, no! Not at all! I mean, you're Mr. Gavin, upstanding prosecutor!

<Apollo> （おいおい‥‥“ろっく”な 　世界はどうしたんだよ） (What happened to Prosecutor Gavin, god of rock?)

"No, no! Not at all! It's you we're talking about, Garyuu-san!" "(Hey... what happened to that world of 'rock' you were on about?)"

> Examine: window

<Klavier> どうだい？ すばらしい眺めだろう？ The view is exhilarating, ja?

いつも、ここで夜景を 楽しみながら、曲の構想を練るんだ。 I sit here, gazing down upon the city, writing my songs.

<Apollo> 検事の仕事をしましょうよ。 Try working on cases.

<Klavier> 曲を考えることと、 事件の推理をすること‥‥ It is the same thing.

ぼくにとっては、同じなんだよ。 I write lyrics the same way I corroborate evidence.

どちらも大切なのは、ロジックと 感性のハーモニーだからね。 It is a harmony between the logical mind, and the primal spirit within!

<Apollo> （言ってることはカッコイイけど、 　ごまかされている気がする‥‥） (Is it so hard to admit that you like staring out your window and daydreaming?)

"(He may have put it in a cool way, but I bet he's just trying to deflect...)"

Do prosecutors have a habit of just staring out their windows for some reason? I know that frilly guy does it because he's got a bit of time at this time.

> Talk: The Case

<Klavier> ああ‥‥そうだ。 今日の新聞を見たかな？ Ah, that reminds me, did you see the paper today?

<Trucy> はい！ Yes!

テレビのページだけはみぬき、 毎朝チェックしてるんですよ！ I always read the TV section.

<Klavier> それはエラいね。 おデコくん、キミは？ Good girl. How about you, Herr Forehead?

<Apollo> オレも、４コマまんがは チェックしてますけど。 ...I read the funnies.

Ah, something we can agree on, Apollo. Then again, with how Odoroki mentions the 4koma, I can't help but picture those on Gyakuten Tsuushin and now the joke is super meta.

>

<Klavier> ‥‥コイツを見たまえ。 ...Then you will not have seen this!

<Apollo> 《悪魔のしらべが惨劇をもたらす！ 　～二枚目検事のキケンな歌声》 "Concert of Tragedy -- The Prosecutor's Deadly Song!"

<Trucy> え。今夜、そんなドラマ、 ありましたっけ？ Ooh, is that a new show? I haven't heard about that one.

<Klavier> ドラマじゃないよ。 れっきとした、記事の見出しさ。 It's not a show. It's an article. News, you know?

<Trucy> あ‥‥もしかして。 みぬきたちの‥‥ Oh, does this have anything to do with the case...?

<Klavier> 法廷から帰ってから、 ぼくの電話は鳴りっぱなしだよ。 Since getting back from the trial, my phone has been ringing off the hook!

Second to last: "Oh... so it's about us...?"

> Finish talking, get the replica

> (optional) Move: W.A.A., present replica

<Trucy> レタスさんは‥‥ コレを調べていたんですね。 So this is what Mr. LeTouse was after...

<Apollo> うん。国際警察がコレを 追いかけていた、ってことだろうね。 It's international smuggling. That's why Interpol was involved.

（今回の事件とどう関わるのかは、 　まだイマイチ分からないけど） (I'm still not sure how this ties into our case, though.)

<Trucy> ちっちゃいのに、 すごいんですね、コレ！ Wow, how could such a little thing be so important!

<Apollo> たしかに‥‥ まるで、みぬきちゃんみたいだね。 In that way, it's a bit like you, Trucy.

<Trucy> ！‥‥‥‥‥‥‥ オドロキさん！ ...Apollo!

みぬきは、ちっちゃいんじゃなくて、 まだ若いだけです！ I'm not small! I mean, I am, but I'm still growing!

<Apollo> （‥‥一応、 　ほめたつもりだったんだけどな） (It was intended as a compliment.)

<Trucy> オドロキさんこそ、前髪で 身長かせいでるじゃないですか！ Well you cheat your height by sticking your hair up like that!

<Apollo> （こ、これは別に、そういうんじゃ 　ないんだけど‥‥） (Hey, it's called fashion.)

"(H-hey, I just like it this way. I didn't mean it like that...)"

> Move: Sunshine Coliseum, In the Wings, then Hickfield Clinic

> Move: Detention Center, present replica

> Talk: The Cocoon

<Trucy> この“マユ”‥‥ いったい、なんなんですか？ What is this cocoon, anyway?

<Machi> ＠＠＠＠＠＠‥‥ ＠＠＠＠＠＠‥‥

<Lamiroir> 『マユ、糸‥‥特効薬』 "The cocoon, the silk, is a potent cure."

<Trucy> とっこうやく‥‥？ A cure...?

<Apollo> 何かの病気に効く、ってコトかな。 It must cure some disease.

<Machi> ＠＠＠＠＠＠＠＠＠＠‥‥ ＠＠＠＠＠＠＠＠＠＠‥‥

<Lamiroir> 『《チリョーレス症候群》‥‥』 という病気に効くみたいですわ。 It's a cure for "Incuritis".

<Apollo> チリョーレス‥‥ A cure for Incuritis?

Ughhh, it literally is just "Chiryoles" (chiryou + less = cure-less), aka "Incuritis". And here I was expecting it was just the loc team having a brainfart once in a while.

[lyrainworld]

Day 3 - Names of @tododeku-week

I had a lot of fun while drawing this piece in minimalistic style. Btw Izumi’s a dryad, she already has the OFA power. She controls plants so she’s holding Shouko while keeping her powers in check. Shouko was super cautious while entering the forest but upon feeling stalked she attacked. Her ice destroyed some of the flora and Izumi couldn’t stay out of it anymore, she’s the guardian for a reason. So she caught Shouko in the vine like branches (a bit like black whip I  guess)  

Though Shouko recognized that power, altough limited (maybe 5%?8%?) from the old legend Rei read to her. Shouko decided to risk and call upon ancient rule of Sacred Forest. One who willignly offers their real name (basically your life and everything you posess etc) to the Forest, specifically its current guardian,  becomes the vassal of said guardian. Meaning that person is under sacred protection at the forest’s theritory. So they won’t be left hungry, they’ll have a place to stay, the wild animals and monsters will recognize the smell of magic bounding that person to guardian so they’ll be safe from possible dangers from forest’s residents.

Shouko easily took the risk, it could have been acutally much worse if she stayed in the Endevour. It was also quite a surprise for her to realize this small dryad is the guardian. 

Basically interactions seemingly increases, there’s crush stage, some pissed of Enji trying to get get back his heir. Also cute witch Ochako-kun living basically at the forest’s border and often teasing Izumi for her not so subtle crush on Shouko. 

Something in this style

AGAIN EDIT: I swear Tumblr hates me, it’s mysteriously darkening my art

Here’s the link to my Twitter post where it looks as it should

 https://twitter.com/Senia87598954/status/1282040734275821569/photo/1

[onf-headcanons]

Office AU (spin off)

The return of Minseok

For the first establishment you can read here 

There are more mini headcanons and scenarios for this au as well, you can find them in masterlist

A/N : there might be a bit of retconning but I will try not crush too much of what I have already established

Ok I have several ideas for this “arc”

1. Should Minseok is the intern that leave the company once his terms has finished as established. His return might be the time he finally completely complete his studies and he gets transferred to another company nearby. Then as collaboration project representative, he visited his former company

2. Should Minseok is the intern and then leave but, actually he later joined another branch after graduated. He did not tell his hyungs about it so he one day surprised visited his hyungs. They only knew he just returned to the country/city but not the entire story. 

3. Or to link with University AU here, where I mentioned a possibility where Minseok and Hyojin are brothers, which also links to Sibling AU .  So Minseok went to study abroad and then later all members of ONF end up in the same company. (They still contact to each other btw) Maybe he graduated but Hyojin could not join his graduation ceremony due to projects and important company events. And then Minseok decided to visit his older brother’s workplace as Hyojin already move out from the family house.

Ok I did mention in the establishment that Yuto did not get a chance to meet Minseok. That could be retconned if you want them to at least had a few moments before meeting in person. Maybe Minseok and Seungjun are texting and then they just turn it into Skype call and then they all introduced Yuto to Minseok. (It will be a plus if Minseok is extending his studies in Japan)

Maybe by Hyojin’s phone when he was Skyping his brother and the other members happily introduced Yuto to Minseok.

 OR, following with University AU, they do know each other as really good dancers but too bad did not get know each other too much yet, Yuto only knew Minseok is Hyojin’s brother. (This would be a good step should later Yuto and Minseok somewhat ends up working together in projects)

More below

The moment the boy step into the department, Hyojin and Seungjun was the first two to notice. You are at the copy machine and your view was blocked by the corner of  a wall so you did not really get to see what is happening (Also the chaos happens quite fast)

Hyojin :” Mwoya?” (Is in the middle of instructing Yuto to amend some details in powerpoint while standing behind the younger one)

Seungjun :”oH?” (is in the middle of returning to his desk with his freshly made coffee)

Minkyun then only turns his head towards the door once he heard the team leaders reaction.

Imagines the happy squeals and cheers just by seeing the face of Minseok smiling and greeting them.

Should Yuto is not familiar with Minseok, he might timidly stand up and watch his other colleagues welcoming the unexpected guest. Should he is familiar with Minseok at some point, his face will lighten up.

Seungjun or Minkyun probably, “Ya! Hurry and phone Jaeyoung to come over here this instance!!”

Now you are curious at why your senior colleagues suddenly gotten hyper and why the need for Jaeyoung to come over (he is at different department based on the establishment). You still could not leave the copy machine because you are scanning several pile of documents. You have only a few copies left .So you just bend your body sideways, enough to peek through the wall and see what is happening.

Only to see a new but familiar face (if reader never met Minseok before and Hyojin never shown the picture of his brother. In the establishment, Hyojin had a photo of their newbie days on his desk so reader felt like they seen Minseok somewhere before), and all three department heads are literally squishing the poor boy’s cheek and ruffling his hair (ruining his hairstyle).

Also they are going to bomb Minseok with questions like 

How are you doing?

Why are you here?

Are you joining the company for real now?

When did you came back?

Are you hungry?

Have you grown taller?

Also Minkyun is now hugging Minseok from back and halfly lifting the young boy while Minkyun is squealing with happiness

(Should Yuto and Minseok are somewhat famliar with each other, Minseok is holding hands happily with Yuto while he is being lifted)

Then Changyoon who had just finished called/sent message to Jaeyoung, noticed you have been looking, not sure if they have frightened you, he calls out your name and you finally move away from the spot to join the group. 

(Bonus if Jaeyoung did not get to see the messages and calls because he is in a meeting)

Seungjun introduces you to Minseok officially. Minseok greet you shyly. And you could not help but screaming inside in awe that you totally agree why this boy deserved to be babied by your colleagues.

Then Hyojin suggest to not all stand and talk, so you all move to the meeting room for group discussion. Yuto is asking if Minseok wants any drink. You hurriedly tidy up the remaining works at the copy machine and places the papers on your desk before joining them in the meeting room.

Or maybe Minkyun is the one who went out to buy drinks

Hyojin takes out snacks from his desk drawers and opens them for everyone to share. Bonus if Minseok mentions that is his favorite snack and still glad that Hyojin likes it after he recommends it. Also bonus where Seungjun or Minkyun teases Hyojin that why is he such a good guy today, and Hyojin retort saying hey i am usually a good person ok? 

All of them do some quick and brief catch up, then slowly they retreat from the room to continue their work. But already promise the young guest to have a dinner and a drink later as there is just an hour left before office hours end. Changyoon and you browse at some restaurants your team had went before and then finally reserved one.

Well you did not get to talk much with the young boy (dont worry later at restaurant he will approach you because he is curious towards new people)

Of course they will never leave Minseok alone, still occasionally waving at him once their eyes met.

Bonus if you are linking with sibling au, Hyojin could not help but going in to the room again to ruffle Minseok’s hair and asking if he wants more drinks and snacks even though he said he need quickly clear up some work. Maybe also casually asking about their parents

Time past quickly and all of you start to pack, Yuto realised no sign of Jaeyoung and inquired if anyone has sent tonight’s dinner location to Jaeyoung so that Jaeyoung could straightly head to the place.

That moment Jaeyoung arrived rushing in from the entrance, huffing. Looks like he finally finished meeting and came running here once he saw the texts.

And we back to the time where Minseok firstly comes into the office lol. Just like Minkyun, Jaeyoung is also literally lifting Minseok up in joy. And then Jaeyoung repeats all the questions the other hyungs has already ask him. But Minseok just answer him patiently with a smile on his face.

Because all of you gave Jaeyoung some time to “reunite” with Minseok, you all kind off forgot the timing, until Seungjun reminds that should all of you not leave now, the restaurant might cancel reservation due to no show policy. Then only all 8 of you swiftly leave the floor, walking out while talking

[wereallsaloonaticshere]

I love having characters discuss media they like / characterization-through-fandom so maybe have A Boy of choice discuss their favorite movie and everyone else reacts?

Okay so this isn’t very good, but I guess I like how I wrote Eduardo. Basically teenage Eduardo, Jon and Mark lowkey larp as their old west ancestors, Eduardo Juan and Marco, while waiting at a park for Edd Tom and Matt to come larping as their respective ancestors, Edward Thompson and Matthew.

Critique is welcomed but idk why you’d wanna do that with this piece lmao.

Word count: roughly 1,400. 

~

“Barbie and the Diamond Castle,” Juan said, biting into his very authentically old west McDonald’s Mcdouble. 

Eduardo’s laughs quickly turned to wheezing coughs. “God, Jon, what’re you, my niece?” 

“Who?” Juan looked at him expectedly.

“Fine, Juan.” Eduardo said, “why’d you choose the most feminine movie out there? Not enough reasons to not have sex with you yet?”

“I just really like it, okay?” Juan said, “the animation’s really cute, the songs are nice, and I watched it at least once a month until I was seven.” 

“Jesus you’re gayer than me.” Marco said.

“Haha, I think my parents are still waiting for me to come out,” Juan laughed.

“What’s your favorite scene from the movie?”

“I’m sorry are we seriously talking about fucking Barbie movies now?” Eduardo said, “this is supposed to be a stake out.”

“We had to listen to you play Mindless Self Indulgence the entire car ride here, so shut your mouth.” 

“What are you talking about? I had my earbuds in.”

“You were blasting it.”

“Oh, that’s why your mother kept looking at me weird through the front view mirror.” Eduardo said, “that sucks.”

“It’s okay, I think she’s come to terms with the fact that I’m friends with exclusively delinquents.”

“Hey!” 

“Just kidding, just kidding.”

“That’s mean, Mark. O. M-Marco.”

“Hypocrite.” Eduardo said.

“Anyways,” Marco rolled his eyes, “what about Barbie and her castle and your obsession with them both?”

“I don’t like it anymore! Just when I was a kid,” Juan said. “And it wasn’t her castle, they were actually really poor, they just had to travel to the castle to save a girl trapped in a mirror and the concept of music.” 

“...Huh?” Eduardo said.

“I don’t remember the plot very well, but I think that’s about it.”

“Huh. Sounds like something my niece would actually like.” Eduardo said, “they wear dresses in those movies, right?”

“Yeah of course, it’s Disney.”

“Can you text me a picture of the main girl? I’ll draw her in the dress and give it to her on her birthday.” 

“Aw, how sweet! Sure.” Juan, the infamous old west bandit, got out his phone and texted Eduardo the main girls.

“When are Edd, Tom and Matt supposed to come, anyways?” Marco asked, “my mom’s picking us up in a couple of hours.”

“Shut up Mark, they’ll be here,” Eduardo said, looking out across the grass and duck pond. 

“How do you know?” Juan asked, collecting the group's trash to throw away. “You said Edd has bad handwriting, maybe you read it wrong.”

“I didn’t read it wrong! Trust me, they’ll be here. They’re fuckin’ nerds and their ancestors were these cool action hero guys, of course they’ll wanna larp as them!”

“I thought you said they weren’t cool at all?” Juan asked, “and that their ancestors were gay or something?” 

“Of course they’re not actually cool!” Eduardo said, “but they sure thought they were, so I’m just explaining their train of thought.”

“Couldn’t we just larp as our ancestors?” Juan asked, “it would be fun, and a lot less stressful.”

“I thought that’s what we were doing?” Marco asked, tugging at his cheap brown bandanna Juan had found at Walmart the day before.

“I mean, I guess, but it’s not really authentic if we keep talking about Barbie and cars.”

“Then stop talking about fucking Barbie, problem solved,” Eduardo said. “Now make use of that second pair of binoculars, I think I see their car.” 

“Fine.”

“...I wonder if Marco was gay.” Marco said, watching the ducks sleep.

“What d'ya mean?” Eduardo asked.

“Oh, I don’t know. Obviously I know there were quite a few gay people in the old west, it’s just funny to think about. How different of a life he would’ve led.”

“I found a photo of him kissing a guy on google.” Juan said, getting out his phone to find it again.

“Really?” Eduardo turned to face him, the car having driven past the parking lot. “How?”

“I remember hearing Edd talk about how that detective’s diary was really gay and thought about if that made Marco’s ancestor gay, to.” 

“Well not everyone in my ancestral line was gay, you know.”

“Yeah but the detective looked a lot like Edd, and Marco looked a lot like you, so I figured it only made sense to check. Here.” Juan handed Marco his phone. “It doesn’t say who the guy is.”

“Wait, so are you saying you think Edd’s gay?” Eduardo lit up and put his fingers together like a pyramid, “oh that’s interesting.” 

“What, are you planning on outing him to the school or something?” Marco asked. 

“No, of course not!” Eduardo said, “I just think it’d be something to bring up.”

“What does that even mean?” 

“Come on, he’s bullied you for being gay before!”

“That was a year ago, and that doesn’t mean he deserves the same treatment!”

“Mark-”

“Marco.”

“-Mark,” he glared at Juan, “just drop it, okay? If they don’t show up we won’t be able to catch them being idiots, so we’ll have to find some other way to do it!”

“Why do we need to? Have you ever considered that maybe if you stopped picking fights with them they’d leave us alone?” 

“Me?! They’re the ones that pick fights with us!” Eduardo slammed his fist down on the table, making the old wood wobble, “don’t you remember when we were in English and they told the teachers we were the ones that started that knife fight, when really it was them? Or when they were throwing knives at each other, and then stashed them in my locker when they heard a teacher coming? Or when that girl got stabbed-”

“Look, I get it, they suck, but at some point we become just as bad as them.” Marco reasoned. 

“...”

An alarm went off in Marco’s pocket.

“Hey, it’s almost 7. We should be packing up.” 

Eduardo sighed, “...fine.”

Juan threw away their trash as they were walking back to the parking lot. Marco took his bandanna off and stuffed it in his pocket.

“Are you able to eat dinner at my place?” Mark asked.

“You sure your parents would want me over again?”

“What are you talking about? Of course. Why not?”

“I don’t know, I just got the impression I annoyed them last time.”

“You didn’t. So, can you come?”

“I don’t know, I didn’t think to ask my parents.”

“Do you want to?”

“Yeah sure.” Eduardo got out his phone and texted his mom. 

“I won’t be able to come, my grandma’s over and dad’s making stew.” Juan said.

“Oh, nice.”

“Yeah, it is.”

The ducks walked out of their way as they passed.

 {i really am just writing the most boring shit rn, huh? I mean i guess its realistic.}

 “Okay I can go, she said to be home by 10.” Eduardo put his phone away.

“Excellent.”

“Your dad isn’t gonna gril me about colleges again, is he?”

“Hey, if I have to deal with it then so do you.” Mark smirked. 

“It’s just annoying to hear him talk about all these engineering colleges.” He rolled his eyes, “as if I want to drive myself insane with those classes.”

“He’s only doing it because he wants you to have a nice job.”

“...I can have a nice job as a painter too.” Eduardo said, but the bite was gone.

 {my moms getting mcdonalds i cant wait im so hungry its literally 10pm} {its 1230 now and btw i loved it}

 “It’s your choice.”

“Have you decided what college you want to attend yet, Marco-Mark?” Jon asked.

Eduardo chuckled.

“I’m not sure yet. I might become an english teacher, or a librarian.”

“Huh. Nice.” Jon said. “I kinda wanna be a photographer, but I know there isn’t a lot of 

{and then I gave up}

[gingerwritess]

hiiii uhhhh can I request one where both loki and reader are, well, “frustrated”, if you know what I mean, but reader’s got a lot of work to finish up and she’s trying her best to focus. But loki’s trying everything to get her attention so naturally she gives in and they start makin out on, like, the damn desk. sorry if this is weird ajsksjdjd I love you and your writing btw

omL this ain’t weird at all i am in love with this request !!!

lots of implied smut and making out heh

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You want to go home. Like, really bad.

You want to go home, drag Loki into a too-long hot shower, maybe (definitely) ride him senseless, fall asleep in his arms, and forget about this entire awful, nightmare of a day.

Sounds heavenly…

But you’ve still got a good two hours to go before you can clock out. You owe it to Tony to stay your full shift, he already lets you dictate your own hours and was the one who gave you this job, so you owe him one solid.

With that in mind, you open your tired eyes again and go back to staring at the laptop screen. Letters have gone fuzzy from staring at this old script for so long—it’s something alien, clearly not from earth or anywhere else you know of, much like most items that cross your desk. One of the “perks” of being good at your job, right?

Look, Tony, tell your government people that if you don’t recognise this strange language by now, it won’t help to be forced to stare at it for days on end.

You’ve lost focus again in seconds, mind drifting off to what Loki might be doing right about now. Probably something active, dangerous, fun, surrounded by people instead of alone in an office…

“I WILL NOT HESITATE TO DISMEMBER YOU, BROTHER OF MINE OR NOT—”

The door to your little office crashes open. Aha—there’s Loki.

He’s dripping sweat and raging, screaming at his brother who’s just laughing and following him down the hall.

“Come now, brother, it was all in good fun—”

Loki slams the door in Thor’s face.

“Beating your brother while he’s distracted and vulnerable,” he seethes, turning to glare at you, chest heaving, “is not good fun.”

You just raise a tired eyebrow, still confused but glad to see him nonetheless, and you wave a hand at the chairs in front of your desk. “What’s your deal?”

“My brother is a buffoon made of muscle,” he says simply, flopping into a chair and wiping a hand across his sweaty forehead. “And I missed your much more mature and bearable company.”

“Funny.” You go back to your work with a sigh—there’s no time for missing people with all you have left to do. “I was just thinking about you, too.”

“And what kind of…thoughts might those have been, hm?”

Sure…he missed your company…

“Nothing too exciting,” you sigh again, not bothering to look up at the smirk you know is there. “Just what we’re going to do when we get home.”

His eyes light up and you laugh when he leans forward. “Tell me, darling, what do you want to do when we get home?”

“…you.”

The god sits back in his chair with a smug grin, lifting his legs to cross his ankles on top of your desk. “I like where this is going.”

With a groan you start pushing his feet off your desk while Loki laughs, watching you struggle for a moment before twitching a foot to knock over a cup full of pens and pencils. The pens spill across your desk and roll onto the floor.

“Loki! What the hell?!”

“Whoops,” he purrs, pulling himself to his feet and walking around to your side of the desk. “How clumsy of me.”

He kneels next to your chair and starts picking up the spilled pens as you shake your head and return to your work. Your focus stays on the task at hand until—“LOKI!!”

He’s nipped at your leg with his teeth, a cool hand wrapped around your calf as icy lips trail up towards your knee. At your exclamation he holds your leg tighter and grins up at you, the glint in his eye in every way concerning.

“I’m in dire need of a distraction, dearest, or I might go back to the training room and hurt someone,” he sighs, making himself comfortable on the floor with his back leaning against your desk. “Would you happen to have any ideas?”

“G-go annoy someone else?” His hand slowly tracing up and down your leg is colder than usual, bringing a chill across your skin as you shudder under his touch.

“Mm, no, I don’t like that suggestion,” he hums and suddenly his lips are just above your knee, only for a split second to make you drop your pencil with a start.

“Loki! I’m at work!”

He clearly couldn’t care less.

Still rubbing your leg with a firm grip, he smiles up at you from his spot on the floor like some attention-hungry cat. “My darling, you can’t possibly tell me you’ve never wanted this.”

Throwing your pencil down with a groan, you drop your head to your hands. Probably easier to give him the attention he wants and just get him out of here, right?

“Wanted what, exactly?”

He’s back to licking your leg, lifting your knee to rest over his shoulder as he rubs you down. “To be thoroughly taken in a place of work. Would certainly liven up this dreary place…”

“Oh yeah,” you respond sarcastically, “a life goal, how’d you know? Definitely something to check off the bucket list.”

“I find your sarcasm tantalising,” he purrs and walks two fingers up your thigh, flicking the hem of your dress out of the way. “It only makes me want to bend you over this desk and make you scream—”

“Oh my god, why are you so horny all the time??”

He shrugs, that awful smirk plastered on his face peering up at you. “It’s your own fault, you know. If you weren’t so temptingly irresistible, maybe I could better…how do you say it? Keep it in my pants?”

“I don’t think you’ve ever once kept it in your pants, sunshine.”

He kisses your leg again, cold fingers wound around your ankle. “Your fault, my dear.”

“It is not my fault that you have approximately a thimble’s-worth of self control—”

The phone rings, interrupting your tangent, and your heart drops—sometimes opportunities just fall right into Loki’s lap, only encouraging him to be more…you know, him.

Your terrified gaze shoots to Loki, whose grin only widens and you swear you can see his eyes darken.

“Loki, don’t you dare—”

“Answer it,” he hums, running a hand up the side of your thigh. “It’s your job, darling, you have to take this call.”

You lean down and shove a threatening finger right in his face. “Hands where I can see them.”

He slowly raises his hands in surrender, wiggling his fingers and quirking an eyebrow. The phone keeps ringing and you glare at Loki, trying to shoot him the best warning look you can manage, keeping your eye on him as you straighten up and pick up the phone.

“Stark Communications Lab, how can I help you-hooO—howcanIhelpyou??”

Loki’s still on the floor by your chair, his hands in the air so you can see them, but he’s pulled himself to his knees and has the nerve to take the hem of your dress between his teeth, dragging it up your thigh.

You jerk away and cross your legs, shooting him a deathly glare.

It’s an officer from an international agency in Brazil on the other line, calling in a sighting of the same type of runes you’ve been staring at for hours on some train station wall. You’ve been waiting for a break like this, but as the guy blabbers on about coming to see it, all you can focus on is clamping your mouth down hard on your hand to keep from squealing out loud.

Let’s just say that Loki’s still not using his hands.

You stammer out responses to the officer on the other line, cutting yourself off every few seconds to violently cough to cover up any mewling sounds that might escape your lips, and Loki grins every time. He hasn’t quite touched you yet, but you’re pretty sure that’s worse.

“Yeah, I’ll-I’ll see if I can come—heh, excuse me,” you cough and jam your foot into his side when he laughs and whispers “you can, believe me,” followed by a long lick up way too high on your thigh.

Shaking your head furiously at him, you mouth “I’ll kill you” to him and kick him pointlessly in the ribs.

He just waves his hands again to show that hey, I’m following the rules, and shuffles forward on his knees to wrestle himself between your tightly squeezing together legs. You clap a hand over your mouth when he pries your knees apart with an elbow, pointedly watching you with his hands in the air.

“Loki, I swear to god, you’re dead,” you hiss at him, covering the microphone of the phone for a second.

The god just hums happily and continues planting burning kisses up the inside of your thighs. He nudges one of your legs over his shoulder, then the other, wrapping his arms around your squirming thighs and keeping his hands wide open for you to see.

“Email me the photos fuu—f-first thing in the morning!” Your voice climbs up a whole octave by the end of your sentence, coming out in little more than a squeak when Loki presses a strangely hot breath of a kiss just above your core. Your thighs clamp tight around his neck as you try to keep speaking in complete sentences, and Loki just laughs.

“Sorry, am I distracting you?” He laughs with a wide grin, his head firmly stuck between your thighs, and you just squeeze his ears tighter in response.

You’re slumped down in your office chair by now, Loki’s arms around your thighs, a hand clapped over your eyes as you struggle to finish this conversation. “That’s fine. Send me what you have, I’ll—st-ahH—can I call you back?”

Thank god the officer agrees, cause you’ve got a lovely sheen of sweat across your forehead, your dress is tangled up somewhere around your waist, and Loki’s getting a little too adventurous with the waistband of your underwear.

“Thank you, goodbye.” You hang up and slam the phone down on the desk, reaching down to grab a fistful of Loki’s shirt and yanking him up with you. “Loki, you little shit.”

He looks much too proud of himself as he wipes his mouth with the back of his hand. “Yes ma’am?”

Your hand curls tighter in his shirt and he leans forward, scrambling to his feet as you glare at him—you kind of want to smack that smug little smirk off his annoying little face.

Or maybe just make the hell out with him.

“Wake up, darling,” he taunts when he sees your distracted gaze. “I must say, I quite enjoy making you speechless, but—mmm.”

You cut off his stupid voice by shoving your tongue into his stupid mouth, fisting your hands in his stupid hair and you notice his stupid hands stay in the air—well, you said to keep them there!

“Touch me,” you gasp, pushing Loki against your desk and he grins into your lips, letting you bend him backward until he falls onto his back on the desktop. “For fucks sake, Loki, use your fucking hands.”

“As you wish, my love.” His hands go straight to stroking up your thighs as you shove your papers off the desk and climb on top of him, straddling his hips and leaning down to keep your lips firmly pressed to his.

“I thought—mmph—” he’s cut off by a sudden intrusion of your tongue licking against his, burning hot and oh-so-welcome in his mouth. “Good gods, I thought I’d have you bent over this desk, not myself.”

“Yeah, well, you pissed me off,” you grumble and suck his bottom lip into your mouth, rocking your hips to rip a groan from his throat.

Loki smiles, eyes darkening as he gazes up at you. “But I kept my hands where you could see them, just as you requested.”

“And what a good fucking boy you are, huh?”

“I would say so.” He chuckles darkly and catches your busy face in one hand, gripping your jaw and pulling you harshly from his lips. “I should be rewarded, don’t you think?”

You narrow your eyes as best you can and try to look as threatening as possible—kind of difficult when he’s holding your jaw so tightly your lips are puckering between his fingers. “You’re getting punished, if you’re getting anything at all,” you seeth and yank your head from his grip.

“Then I’ll sit quietly and take it,” he hums, tense muscles going slack underneath you, much to your surprise. “Like a good boy.”

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hope you enjoyed, feel free to send me ideas!

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[salamanderink]

About Raising Stakes and Killing Relatability -or how to deescalate your emotional investment.

Have you ever read of the saying "three dead people are a tragedy; three thousands are a statistic"? 

What do I mean by that?

Oftentimes, when you have a big franchise, or a long lasting series, the authors tend to think that the only way to bring more feelings into the tale is to keep escalating the stakes, to make the risks bigger, the consequences of failure higher. 

"We're no longer destroying the house, but the city! No longer the city, but the continent. No! THE  PLANET!!! THE ENTIRE UNIVERSE!!!!" 

And the writers feel very proud of themselves, because what's a higher stake than just killing all the things and destroying the Universe?

Well, just about anything else, it turns out. 

How many planets have been blown up on screen these days? There was a few in the Star Wars franchise, one in the Star Trek Reboot, some Doctor Who stories, a hitchhiker’s guide to the Galaxy, quite a few in the MCU alone, and tbh TVTropes listed more of them than I can possibly remember 

The thing is, how many of you guys have you cried when the planet got kaboom? 

Not many, am I right?

If we’re entirely honest, if Spock’s mom hadn’t died in the ST reboot, few of us would even consider the destroyed planet a tragedy at all. 

And yet it is. 

But it’s actually not. 

How many of us are able to grasp what the planet even IS?

Entire ecosystems, the unexplored depths of the ocean, the tropical forests, that hummingbird that just laid eggs, those turtle babies seeing the sea for the first time. A new bee’s first flower, a corvid rolling in the snow, a wolf howling to the moon, a rabbit munching on a clover patch, big cats sunning themselves. Mother deers bathing their newborns and watching them learn to stand and take their first steps. Bears sleeping away the winter, owls waking at night and sweeping on silent wings to hunt. 

People! 

That small farm in Kansas, another small farm in India, that cardboard home in Jakarta and another in L.A, That old abandoned temple in the heart of Bolivia, and the sacred ruins in Cambodia. That family that only now got their new baby. That mother who tries so hard to make ends meet alone, and make sure her kids don’t go hungry. That marine biologist who’s so happy to have finally mapped the sound of a whale song. That vet who just rescued a litter of kits. 

All those small lives, interconnected, happening at the same time all over the world. We’re all part of the same thing, we all are earthlings first of all, in a way it is impossible for us to understand because we’ve never not been earthlings. 

What does it mean then, to destroy a planet? 

It’s technically an escalation from destroying a city or robbing a bank. 

Technically. 

Because that escalation is purely intellectual. 

And completely unrealistic. 

How many of you guys have come across one of these posts speaking about what a billion is, how much can a billionaire buy, what it concretely amounts to? How many of you have been able to grasp the sheer obscene wealth that represents? 

If you tell me you have, I won’t believe you. I’m pretty sure even billionaires don’t truly understands what it represents beyond “above the law” and “nothing is impossible anymore” and “god on earth”. (which, is not a positive judgement at all, btw)

At this point, they might simply remove the number and put an ∞ instead. It’s about the same thing. 

It’s a value too ridiculous and abstract for our brain to comprehend. That’s why people aren’t banging at their doors with pitchfork. Well. Not all people are. 

The same thing applies to planet destroying. We see the thing on a screen and we think “that’s bad.” 

What does our heart do? What do our gut say? Does it evokes in us the same soul deep horror that footage of war torn countries and broken bodies? 

Does it make a deep visceral fear wake in your belly and tell you to fucking run!!? 

Some dangers have been hardwired in our brains. Just the other day, I came across a hornet’s nest, and while I’m usually pretty chill about those flying, potentially-stinging, window-crashing morons, let me tell you that my gut was not at all ambiguous about my need to get the fuck out.

And yet, I certainly didn’t feel the same thing when Earth blipped out in the Hitchhiker’s guide to the Galaxy, even though, technically, Earth annihilation is fairly more lethal than some measly hornets.

Granted it was probably played for laughs that time, the entire movie is a satire. But did the death star really feel scary because of its ‘planet-destroying’ ability?

I can only assume it doesn’t. 

Do you want to know why? 

Because it doesn’t mean anything. Invalid Data, brain does not compute. 

Just like seeing numbers on a screen will never be as powerful enough as personal witness accounts and stories. Just as you won’t be able to grasp what a billion is worth the same way you will the ten bucks in your wallet. 

If you change the scale of something, you also change the emotional impact. 

Having a map of Florida tacked to your wall will not bring you back memories of your family trip to Disney World the same way your photo album will. Because the scale is human. It’s personal. It calls back feeling through your gut, it makes you laugh as you see a picture of your kid sister with half her face glued by cotton candy, or smile at the way your big brother took your hand and helped you through your fear of roller coasters because you really wanted to try them anyway. 

A world map isn’t meant to bring back feelings. 

This is why world destruction falls flat. It’s destroying the map of Florida and not your photo album. 

And of course it falls flat. What do we care, then about so called ‘heroes’ stopping the world from destruction? Battling for the sake of the Universe? 

We don’t. We can’t. What even is the Universe? That black tapestry with tiny and pretty little white dots? An immensity beyond thought and reckoning? It doesn’t mean anything anymore. 

This is not even suspension of disbelief anymore! It’s just going beyond the scope of our ability to understand or care. 

Because, WHY would we want to save the universe?

I mean, it’s controversial, granted. But, let me tell you, they could have obtained the exact same emotional response in the ST reboot if the thing destroyed had simply been a scientific vessel with Spock’s mom in. 

The thing that makes you feel isn’t the planet. What even is a planet??? 

It’s the mom. Most people have a mom. Some even are moms. Some have lost a mom. 

It’s one of three people in the saying above. 

It’s a tragedy. 

There might be three million other people who died on that planet, but we can’t care about those. 

They’re a statistic. 

TL:DR: Canon story writers. Please stop feeling very clever about “raising the stakes”. All you’re doing is making it impossible to care about your story. 

[echo-inthevoid]

Season 2 q&a and overall reaction

Jonny stealing everyone's names XD 

Is martin going to be ok!? I also need to know! 

He said no;-; 

ok ya, no one's gonna be ok. 

Ya, he must do sooo much research. 

Ya, except for "fatigue" lol.

Eyyy the mechanisms!! 

What's the red string brigade? Ok, I guess a group of fans theorizing about stuff. 

Oh ok so someone else did martins poetry. Ooh, there's more martin poetry out there! *grabby hands*

Ok ya, Alex clarifying that Jon isn't stupid he just makes poor decisions. Probably if he'd paused and thought about it (like I did lol, I had to go do some stuff in the middle of that ep and thought about it a whole bunch lol) instead of immediately going out and buying an axe and further isolating himself and panicking immediately he probably would have figured it out. This is why it's bad to panic in a crisis guys. 

Eyyy! Jonny's parents voiced Gertrude and Leitner! That's so cool. 

XD Jonny grumbling about having to work with his parents. 

Hmm, I hadn't really thought of Gertrude being like a mother figure in the story? She just seems very cut-throat I guess from what Leitner said. Idk so far I've been very suspicious of her. Especially since that one statement where her photo burned a whole bunch of people or something. She just seems very shady... 

Alex chortling over Jonny's pain. XD

Side note, Every time there's a q&a I just can't stop noticing Jonny's voice going in and out of archivist range? Like most of the time I'm just listening along and then he'll say a sentence a bit grumblier and my brains immediately like "ARCHIVIST! That's THE ARCHIVIST!!" 

Martin would be the last one alive in Friday the 13th! It's official! 

(Is it bad that this gives me hope)

Jon likes Nonfiction, documentaries, and probably collects something just a little bit weird. *writes down for use in potential fics* 

also while im at it I remember jon saying he dislikes coffee at one point,  and so many people have him liking coffee in their fics! This has been your daily reminder of that fact because ever since then it keeps bugging me lol. (But also do whatever u want.)

Alex's spluttering sounds so much like Martin.

Yes!! I want to hear jon sing!! Yes! Musical Episode When!!?

Ah yes yes yes! All the characters are so unique!!? How does he do it!! 

Ya, it being in audio format sometimes makes it hard to understand what's happening in the live-action bits. (Live-action is the wrong word but u know what I mean.)

Oh ok ya, how he mentioned he got a pipe was quite clever I didn't realize that that's why he mentioned it at all. 

Ooh, there's a manga where there's something similar to Michael? I'll have to look that up later...

XD Alex and Jonny arguing about apples. 

Ok, so all the statements we're hearing ARE for reals. I kinda assumed but good to have it confirmed.

They used to hang out together!!? Work function curry nights!! ;-; 

Ya Ya! Who made the leitners!?

"You are assuming a book needs to be written" ...ok then. (but it has to have been created somehow??? Did they just spring fully formed from the powers? why? And why take the form of books?)

Alex's mischievous laugh about whether jon has friends *trembles in fear*

Yes!! Micheal is so good! I'm so happy they love him too! Yesyes! His laugh! 

Ah Yes!! Mary kaey was so creepy! 

XD yes yes yes fatigue was written on zero sleep, I knew it! 

Akskdjdkd I love them so much. Also, I've looked up Michaels voice actor luke booys and he does some other horrory type sketches n stuff and I kiiinda want to do a little animatic with some of those but it's Michael like annoying some poor soul lost in his halls... I think that'd be fun. I wonder if anyone's done that yet? If so someone send me the links I neeeed iiitt :3

Season 2 summary:

Uuuuu ya so this season was really good. I kinda listened to it in bursts of about ten episodes every couple weeks and then have been saving up the reactions to post later so these are usually going up about a week or so after I actually listened to the episode just FYI. 

I also do have a lot of spoilers cause I can't keep myself away from fanfic and people don't always tag for spoilers and I kiiinda wana know what's coming beforehand anyway? Idk it's hard man I get very stressed about what might happen and then also listening to too much at a time is too spooky for my poor little heart so I gotta read the less spooky fanfic to fulfill the hyperfixation you see. (If anyone has fanfic with spoilers only up to season 2 that'd be great btw) 

Anyway, I try not to take spoiler type stuff into account unless I'm just so sure of it I can't really not acknowledge that I know about it. 

Also, can I just talk about Michael for a minute?? Cause he's such a unique character? And I guess maybe there are other characters like him but I haven't ever seen one -tho to be fair tma is only like the third horror thing I've ever really got into (the other two are the SCP Foundation in its various forms and Little Nightmares. Hence why I keep making reference to SCP it's really the only thing I know similar to this.) But he's such a cool concept!!? Like someTHING that still has a personality? He's so not human? Like I get what he says but also I don't really? Idk im pretty sure he's an avatar right? Right?? Idk if that means he was a person at some point? But all this to say that he is probably the most inhuman character I've come across so far and I'm trying to figure out what it is about him that's so "other" to me? Like... I don't really know what Micheal's deal is? he seems to want to be sort of a neutral mischief-maker but also it seems like he keeps getting invested. But also I just love the way he talks about himself. Like he's a monster that has a personality and is fully intelligent but isn't just evil but isn't neutral either and certainly isn't benevolent. Like he's so complex and just,,,, the idea of a "thing" that's got a personality?? I love it? Kind of like dryads or spirits of things? Like the idea that after a long time things gain personality just by existing? Not that that's what Michael is necessarily? but that same sort of concept applies to him I think. Like the way he IS the maze and wants to help but wants to just watch but wants to kill them all. He's just so interestinggggggg. (And another vision of what jon could become?)

 also "es Mentiras" is a beautiful name 💕

So are him and not-Sasha avatars? Not-Sasha also seems completely inhuman and I was under the impression that avatars were (or used to be) human? Or are they like personifications of their power? Do all the powers have personifications of themselves. not-Sasha seems even less human than Michael? Like she seems to just really genuinely enjoy causing fear? Tho I guess we didn't really get to hear a lot of her. She just seemed kinda gleefully angry most of the time we heard from her. Was she... Human once!???

Anyway. Also, can I just talk about leitners line about jon belonging to the eye!!? Just..*chefs kiss* hnnnngg I need more jon grappling with that. I just need more everyone dealing with the fallout post all of the finallies ok? I still need more of jon angsting over his worms scars and stuff and now I also need jon freaking out about belonging to a fear god power thing. 

Also Martin! Is Martin ok? He sure did a lot of yelling which he doesn't usually? Look I love him and he actually thinks before he acts (unlike SOME people *looks at jon*) and he writes poetry and it is pretty good poetry ok!! And he cares about everyone and just wants a happy ending and aaaaa😭

Petition to get some statements from Martin's pov tho? I mean that's not gonna happen cause Jon's the archivist but I want more martin pov!! Maybe we can get some of his poem tapes??? Pls????? 

I feel so bad for Tim. It sounds like he's kinda fallen into despair.

Also Elias!!? Is showing his spooky side!!? He can control cameras and beat a man to death with a pipe!!? This is his "place of powerr"!!? I am afeared!!? At least jon knows he shouldn't trust him now. Oh jeez, I wonder if jon will listen back to the tape and know what happened. Thhhatsss rough. Oh dear, I hope he doesn't feel guilty cause Leitner did keep trying to hurry him and now everyone thinks it was him. Even martin thinks he did it? Wich like I kinda want to hear more of his thoughts on that? How much does he believe that jon did it? Tim certainly seems pretty certain but he's a bit biased and cynical right now so. 

And they were in the maze for DAYS? 

Now I need martin recovering from being stuck with Tim in Michaels maze for days being angry and worried and hungry etc... Dksjdksa knowing jon could be dying RIGHT NOW and there's nothing he can do. Please someone give me the fic links if this exists!! I've already written like 5 drabbles based entirely on spoilers/other fics (which I'll probably post (w/ links to their inspirations) once I'm caught up and can make sure I'm not just completely demolishing cannon lol. 

Leitner didn't even scream or yell or anything when he was murdered. Literally the chillest dude ever. F

Overall super great, Elias is terrifying, let's dive into the next season!!! I've got 2 seasons to finish in like, less than 2 or so weeks(?) if I wana be caught up by season 5 hhhh,,,

Better get started I guess.