#i would love to be put in a hydraulic press thing or however you spell it

[remarcely]

Manhandling, but not in a sexual way and instead in a 'i want to be held in someone's arms like I've six again and I've fallen asleep in the car on the way home from my grandparents house' and a 'my parents aren't strong enough or interested enough to carry me anymore and I've never felt so heavy' kind of way

[survivor-trio]

Maki’s Birthday

Happy Birthday Maki Harukawa! (Feb 2)

Here’s a little fic for the occasion. It’s a bit angsty but I promise it has a good ending!

This was partly inspired by @casin-cassis‘s wonderful art of the three survivors together.

Words: 1,793

Genre: Slice of Life, Hurt/Comfort, Fluff

Maki Harukawa woke up earlier than anyone else in the house, cold sweat pooling down her neck and a scream caught in her throat.

A nightmare, she thinks, and she tries to piece it together in her sleep-addled brain: Kokichi was there, and he was laughing, and he was under the hydraulic press, but no, it was really Kaito under the press this time, and he got crushed, and it was her fault, and–

She decided she was done thinking about it.

Maki looked at the bedside clock in her room, the cherry red digits practically glaring at her. 3:35 AM. “It’s too early, go back to bed,” they seemed to say.

Maki knew that wasn’t happening.

Maki’s day wasn’t going too great. While she (the “she” that she remembers, anyway) was used to running on little sleep, her job at the coffee place a few blocks down quickly wore on her patience. The lunch rush was pretty awful, customers were very unhelpful, and though it doesn’t happen nearly as often anymore, there were still people who asked if she was that Maki from that season of Danganronpa. By the end of her shift, she could feel a migraine forming in the back of her head. She exited the shop as quickly as she was allowed and rubbed at her forehead during most of the walk home.

She unlocked the door to their apartment and stepped inside, drinking in the comfort of the familiar space. “I’m home,” she called out to no one in particular. As she closed the door behind her, she waited for a response.

When she didn’t get any, a knot of uneasiness began to form in the pit of her stomach. Taking a look in the small living room only made this unease grow; there was no one there. Normally, Shuichi would be sitting on the couch reading some sort of mystery novel while Himiko lazed around in the general vicinity. The fact that it was now completely devoid of activity sent Maki’s train of thought in a dangerous direction: Did something happen to them?

Maki’s brain began to rattle off a laundry list of potential excuses for their disappearance–they overslept, one of them was sick, they just went out for lunch. However, her unease, which was rapidly growing into a panic overtaking her whole body, launched her toward the direction of the bedrooms. Before Maki took a step, though, she noticed an open piece of notebook paper on the coffee table. She picked up the paper, hardly noticing that her hands were trembling. Her eyes widened as she read the hurried chicken-scratch:

“COME TO THE KITCHEN”

Himiko and Shuichi had waited until Maki left to start setting up for their friend’s birthday party. The two of them quickly decided that the kitchen would be the best place for a party, and from there, the typical amenities were set up: streamers, cheap party hats, a banner displaying “HAPPY BIRTHDAY MAKI!” in Technicolor letters, a chocolate fudge cake. Himiko had even prepared a small magic trick to show off. It isn’t much, Shuichi thought, but it’ll have to do. Maki would understand… probably. All the was left to do was wait.

As Shuichi sat down on one of the kitchen chairs, taking in the day’s handiwork, he turned to Himiko. She looked pretty exhausted herself; despite her size and perpetual laziness, she actually helped a lot in setting up the kitchen to look just right. Still, through her haze of exhaustion, she had the hint of a satisfied smile on her face.

Suddenly, Himiko turned her head to Shuichi. “Mmnyeh… D’you think she’ll like it?” she mumbled, partly stifling a yawn.

Shuichi gave her a reassuring smile in response. “Yeah, I think she will.”

Just a moment after, the sound of a door opening and Maki’s voice muffled by the walls of the apartment reached their ears. Both of them froze up for a moment.

Himiko’s voice was almost a whisper when she shouted at Shuichi, “Q-quick! Turn the lights off!”

“Ah, right!” Shuichi dove for the lightswitch near the door as quickly as he could manage without making noise, then settled back into his chair in the darkness.

Now that Maki was so close to seeing her surprise party, he was getting nervous. What would she say? Would she like it? However, Shuichi tried to push his fears back, and he rehearsed the next few minutes in his head.

Maki will come in the door, she'll turn on the light, Himiko and I will wish her a happy birthday, she'll act shy about it, she'll eat the cake, we--

The door slams open.

Himiko waited, held on to a breath that she wasn’t necessarily trying to. She was fidgeting with the fabric of her skirt. She was nervous and she was tired but she didn’t mind it and she was going to be energetic and she was going to help make Maki’s birthday fun and she was going to try because Maki deserved it.

Maki flips the light switch. Himiko and Shuichi jump out of their chairs.

“Happy birthday Ma...ki...!” The energy in her shout died as quickly as it came, like she never said it at all. The look on Maki’s face...

Fear. Anger. A note held clutched in Maki’s slightly trembling hand.

I messed up.

“Who... wrote this?” Maki asked, holding the clutched piece of paper up for all of them to see. Her eyes searched for danger.

I messed up.

“U-um... I-I wrote it...” Himiko’s voice was shaky, barely audible.

I messed up, and now Maki is upset, and the day is ruined. Himiko couldn’t think of anything else.

“Maki... is everything ok?” Shuichi’s voice is nervous, but clear, but it sounds so far away because guilt is consuming Himiko right now.

Maki’s breathing was heavy, her eyes were still looking. “I... I thought you guys were hurt...”

“N-no, we’re not hurt... We’re ok, Maki,” Shuichi reassured her. “We wanted you to be surprised is all...”

“Then the letter...?” Maki seemed to be calming down, but her eyes landed on Himiko, searching for an answer. Any control that Himiko had on her emotions left.

“M-maki Roll, I’m sorry, I just didn’t want you to think we left somewhere, but I didn’t know how long you’d be gone, s-so I rushed it...” She was trying to will the tears back in her eyes but they wouldn’t stop and oh god she’s crying on Maki’s birthday, “a-and now you’re upset... I’m really sorry Maki Roll, I-I didn’t want to make you worry, I’m sorry--!”

Maki placed a still-trembling hand on her cheek, stopping Himiko short, gently guiding her head back upward. Maki was crouching so they were eye level. Her intense expression from before was completely gone, replaced by something soft and warm and caring. Her eyes held no malice.

“Himiko. It’s ok, really. Sorry for freaking out,” Maki said. Himiko wasn’t sure why Maki was apologizing, since none of this was her fault, but it felt genuine.

“N-nyeh... Are you sure...?”

“Yes, I’m sure.”

“W-well... Ok, I guess...” Himiko sounded uncertain, but she felt a lot more relieved than she did 30 seconds ago, and Shuichi breathed a sigh of relief. Suddenly, Himiko felt something wet on her cheek. Oh. Maki kissed her on the cheek. The tips of Himiko’s ears starts burning almost as red as her hair. Maki’s lips are so soft, is what she thought right afterwards, but is that really a surprise?

“I... appreciate this a lot. Thank you, both of you.” Maki’s voice brings Himiko back to reality. She was absentmindedly running her hands through her pigtails, and a shade of pink lightly dusted her cheeks. Himiko glanced over to Shuichi and saw him blushing almost as badly as she was; she had to guess that Maki kissed him the same way.

“Y-you’re welcome,” both of them stuttered out.

The rest of her birthday party passed without incident. Shuichi lit the candle and asked Maki to make a wish, which she did. She didn’t tell them what it was, because she found it more fun for them to guess and her to sit back and smile. The first bite of cake--fudge, she noted-- practically melted in her mouth, and it was the most delicious thing she’d eaten all month.

The cake was eventually moved off of the table, with Himiko taking its place. She was putting on a small magic show, complete with even the witch’s hat (Himiko had chosen to go bare-headed the past few months, so this was a surprise). The tricks-- playing card sleight of hand, levitating napkins-- were nothing Maki hasn’t seen before, but the fact that the red-haired girl was performing for them in the kitchen of their small apartment made it feel that much more special.

“And for my last act of magic, I’ll need a volunteer! Any takers?” She looks around the kitchen in an exaggerated motion as if it wasn’t just the two of them in there.

“Ah, I think Maki would like to participate,” Shuichi not-so-subtly chimed in.

“That will be perfect. Come up here, Maki Roll.”

Maki couldn’t help a small smile decorate her lips as she climbed up onto the table with Himiko.

“As you can see, this hat is empty, correct?” She put on a slightly deeper voice and clearly showed the inside of the hat to Maki and the crowd of one. Playing along, Maki nodded.

“Well, I can change all of that with a magic spell!” Turning the open end of the hat towards her, the red-haired girl flourished her hand a couple of times, spinned the hat around and--

“Ta-dah...!” Himiko was holding a huge bouquet of red roses toward her. Meant for her. Maki, naturally, started blushing.

After a moment of silence, Himiko started blushing herself and fidgeted a little. “Nyeh... D’you like it?”

“Yeah... Yeah, I do.”

After the party, as small as it was, they all returned to relax in the living room. Maki sat on the floor, playing with her hair. Shuichi was on the couch reading a book. Himiko laid next to him playing with the rim of her hat.

Safe. Relaxed.

Those words popped into Maki’s head when she thought of the current situation. Safe and relaxed... she can’t remember the last time she felt that way. Not without the two others in the same room as her.

Love.

That word came next. It was slightly surprising, but yet it sounded incredibly natural. Maki loved these two, that was a fact. Thinking back on today, it’s hard to even remember the nightmare or the shitty day she had at work. With Shuichi and Himiko, she felt safe.

And she loved it.

[meanwhileinoz]

Disney Employees Share The Strangest Things They’ve Witnessed At Work

Disney Is A Truly Magical Place.

However, magical doesn’t mean there aren’t many weird things happening behind the scene’s that you are probably not aware of. So in hopes to educating the general public of the most bizarre incidents that employee’s witnessed at work, we compiled the following list.

#1 Showered With Free Stuff.

So, at the Alien scene, there’s a point where the alien comes down from the ceiling and strikes at the guests. It’s about 6 feet above their heads, strikes two or three times, then creeps back into the darkness above. So one day, the alien comes OFF of its track, and flies directly into the lap of one of the guests. He gets a good smack on the face, and everyone around him is suitably terrified.

As was policy, before they could run around screaming about murdering Disney rides. The guests were ushered into a room full of guest services people, and showered with gifts and refunds and free tickets and all sorts of “please don’t take this to the press” items.

Now I did get confirmation that all this happened. What I never got enough evidence of was that the man who was directly hit by the alien – all he asked for was the alien. He wanted it for his collection. According to rumor, he was given the alien, and sent happily on his way while they installed the spare one.

shoopdedoop

#2 Truly Magical.

The Witch in the Wizard of Oz section broke mid-speech, and spewed hydraulic fluid all over the first 3 rows of the ride, from the tip of her finger. Like she was casting a real spell.

shoopdedoop

#3 That Is Just A Big No.

While standing in line, an adult man took a crap in the corner of the pre-show (it’s like a little movie theater.) A toddler wandered over to the alleged poop, picked it up, and did what toddlers do- put it in his mouth.

I encountered the aftermath of this in the cast-member break-room, as the mom rushed her poop-covered baby into our bathroom, with her half-drunk husband following behind her saying, “What? It’s just crap.”

shoopdedoop

#4 Now That Would Be Awesome.

Once a guy walked up to me while it was raining, and in all seriousness said, “Hey, I know you guys have to water the plants, but can you turn off the rain for a while?” He really thought that there was a bubble surrounding Disney that controlled the weather.

shoopdedoop

#5 I Don’t Even Know What To Say.

I once had a lady who was waiting in line ask me if it was okay if her son went to the bathroom. So, I said sure thinking she was going to take him, nope this boy who had to be close to 10 pulled down his pants and started pissing in line. I did not know how to react. I just stood there in watched astonished.

courtney0mae

#6 Never Get Drunk And Try To Be A Hero.

A drunk dude picked up a princess, threw her over his shoulder and started heading toward the exit. I don’t believe his intentions were malicious, but security/police followed him until he was done with his ‘act’ and promptly took him to jail where he got charged with at least one felony.

JusTargaryen

#7 How Could That Even Happen?

I was working on one of the roller-coasters in Paris and there was a kid on it with his dad, the kid was very scared like he was shaking and this ride you were held in by a harness and your legs were hanging free.

I looked down at the people walking under the ride only to see that this kid had pooped himself in fear and the poop landed and hit an old lady on the face, she fell over from the force of it and had to go home in an ambulance.

#8 Just Having A Good Jog.

I saw a fella fall off the balcony in the Animal Kingdom hotel with the giraffes and run from wildlife for a good hour while they slowly got all the animals out of his way and got him out. No one got hurt and it was pretty funny to watch.

Flipz100

#9 A Little Momentum.

This lady with a serious obsession with Alice and would pretty much go every day to Disneyland and dress up like her. One day she decided she needed a piece of Alice for herself and actually cut off a piece of hair from the actress at the park!

CiCiV

#10 Why Does Everyone Think That?

Picked up a shift in Magic Kingdom one rainy afternoon. A lady approached me and asked if I could ‘close the dome’. I said “excuse me?”, to which she replied: “It’s raining! Close the dome so we don’t get wet!”. I had to explain to her that there isn’t a giant dome that covers Magic Kingdom to prevent getting wet from the rain. I then told her that the Dumbo ride is actually a lot of fun in the pouring rain.

kannhayes

#11 That Is The Perfect Answer.

I drove the truck at Kilimanjaro Safaris at Animal Kingdom…one of the Disney World parks, if you’re not familiar. I drove 40 guests at a time through a wildlife reserve with no fences. Most of the animals can wander right onto the road, blocking your path.

Also, there are no tracks…you’re really responsible for driving the truck, really responsible for the guests’ safety, and really responsible for not running over a rhino. Or, more realistically, not GETTING run over by a rhino.

There are natural barriers between predator and prey, so you’re not going to see a lion pounce on a zebra. But that doesn’t mean the animals can’t surprise you.

Lots of animals having sex, midtour. Usually I would drive right past it without comment…adults might snicker, but I could distract the kids by pointing out facts about other animals in the vicinity.

But one day I’m driving and a Rhino decides to take a nap in the road right in front of us. That means all trucks stop where they are until the rhino moves.

We were stuck out there for more than an hour…in a downpour. I know maybe eight facts about each animal, so I’ve depleted my entire resevoir of facts within 30 minutes. The rest of it was all improv…trying to keep 40 high-paying strangers entertained in an open-air truck that isn’t moving in a rainstorm for an hour.

Just as I’m completely racking my brain for material, two zebras start humping. A little girl screams “WHAT ARE THEY DOING???” I immediately reply, “Oh, that’s a game called Leap Zebra. Like Leap Frog, but with more stripes. This particular zebra seems to be very bad at it.”

The adults were all busting up laughing…it seriously eased the tension.

PRGuyHere

#12 Well At-Least The Kid Was Alright I Think.

I worked the Dinosaur ride at Animal Kindgom and if you’ve never been on it, it would be legitimately terrifying to a 5-6 year old kid. I’m about to launch a car into the ride and there is a kid who is bawling and screaming that he did not want to go on the ride.

We were required to ask the parent if it is okay for their kid to ride if they were reacting like this. I say, “Ma’am, is your son going to be able to ride?” As this happens, the kid begins to violently cough and then, in what I can only assume is an act of motherly instinct, she cups her hands under her son’s mouth and he projectile vomits into her waiting hands.

I stand there in shock, but she calmly looks me in the eyes and says, “He’ll be fine,” as she moves her now overflowing palms over her bag and dumps the vomit into her purse without flinching. I stand there, mouth agape at the act I just witnessed, and press the button to start the ride.

I’m not ready for fatherhood.

dangersexy

#13 Why Is Everyone Drunk In Disney?

While I was working on Dumbo, these drunk people removed their infant from the seat belt and held the baby like Simba outside of the carriage while the ride was up 18 feet in the air so their other drunk friends could take pictures of them doing it, we had to emergency stop the ride; they were escorted away and I heard arrested once outside the park gates.

It was very scary to witness.

oddpeople

#14 Why Would You Do That?

People would do a lot of dumb stuff, but the most bizarre was when I was working at space mountain I was on rotation in a position called “mountain 3” basically I stood by the handicap entry to the ride and helped people get on and took wheelchairs to the exit.

Anyway it was middle of summer and really busy when a lady wearing a big Disney hoodie was going through the normal line. I thought it was a little weird to wear a jacket during the summer, but whatever.

She then gets to restraint which is the last check point before the ride begins. At restraint they just check your lap bars and then press a green button. While there the cast members hear a whine coming from the ladies jacket and found that she was trying to smuggle her infant daughter on the ride.

So he calls me over because I have a radio and we kick her off the ride, call our managers, and security. She ended up getting blacklisted from Disney world.

JoshLCook

#15 Well, That Is Just Awkward.

I worked Pirates of the Caribbean Disneyland 2008-2009. Every younger couple tries to get away with messing around on the boats during non-peak hours. There are seriously cameras everywhere.

We caught this couple having oral sex in the back. Instead of normally yelling at them over the intercom, we let him finish. As the girl leaned over to spit, my co-worker got on the intercom with the loudest “NOT IN THE WATER”.

I hope they’re married by now.

thepiratebeyonce

What did you think of the above incidents? Do you have any to tell? If so we would love to hear from you.

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