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For lunch I had garlic parmesan focaccia with garlic and herb cashew cheese and tomato slices. I am breathing 🔥 fire 🔥 right now.
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Soundtrack to Disaster
Chapter VIV: Want This Like a Cigarette
masterlist | playlist | pinboard | prev | diaries coming soon
songs for this chapter: colorblind by movements (acoustic), guilty pleasure by chappell roan, grudges by paramore
chapter tags: yearning, angst, missed opportunities, miscommunication, all the fun stuff! drinking, smoking (weed, cigarettes), adult language and scenarios | fic tags: angst, hurt/(eventual) comfort, (eventual) smut, slow burn, enemies to friends to lovers, Eddie Munson x Fem!OC!Reader, Modern AU | This fic is rated 18+ MDNI each chapter will have its own content/trigger warnings
summary: you continue to piece together the mystery of your brother's sentence, learning little by little exactly what happened.
a/n: act I of god knows how many is coming to a close! things are about to get.... well. I don't wanna spoil anything. disregard!
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You arrive at Steve and Robin’s a few hours before you’re supposed to leave for the concert. You feel the giddiness in your chest, the looming excitement of finally seeing one of your favorite artists live. That feeling quickly fades when you see the van parked outside of your friends’ place.
Inside the apartment, Steve pours four shots, one for each of you, and Eddie who’s lounging on the couch with a beer in his hand. You try not to stare, but it’s difficult to look away from the display; Eddie dressed in leather pants and a cropped t-shirt, his battle vest draped over the arm of the couch. His hair is tied into a low ponytail, revealing a dangly earring swinging against his neck. You clear your throat, feeling suddenly claustrophobic.
“Bee! Come in! Have a shot, I call it the Pink Pony.” Steve gestures dramatically to the kitchen island.
You laugh, reaching to strip your jacket from your shoulders. “What exactly is a Pink Pony shot?” You humor him, knowing you’ll probably regret it.
“It’s vodka, pink lemonade, and glitter.” Robin deadpans, plucking one of the glasses from the lineup. “Steve found this drinkable glitter shit online. To me it just looks like Edward Cullen pissed in here.” She closes one eye, inspecting the drink, but ultimately decides it’s worth the risk and downs it in one gulp. Her face scrunches as if she’s in pain, and she shakes her head wildly. “Delish.” She gives an extremely unconvincing thumbs up, and Steve rolls his eyes.
“Whatever. Here,” He hands another glass to you, “I don’t think it’s that bad.”
You gesture the glass to your friends before throwing it down your throat, trying desperately not to wince as it burns in your stomach. “This is…”
“Gasoline.” Eddie adds from the couch. “Jet fuel, even.”
You nod. “He’s right. Steve, where the fuck did you buy this shit?”
“I dunno! I got an ad on TikTok.”
There's a collective groan from the three of you, followed by various exclamations of Steve’s naive purchase. “It might actually be vampire piss!” You joke, earning a giggle from Eddie that makes your stomach flutter.
“You guys suck.” Steve pouts, crossing his arms in front of his chest.
“Steve, baby, you’re good at so many things. Making drinks just isn’t one of them.” Robin gives her roommate a loving pat on the shoulder, and he surrenders.
“It is not that bad.” He takes his own shot, and fails miserably to hide his disgust. “Fine, I digress. Bee, you wanna make the next round?”
You sigh, approaching your friends in the kitchen, and feeling Eddie rise from the couch behind you. “You know I’m not working tonight, right?”
Robin juts her lip out. “Please, Bee? We can’t suffer through another round of Pink Pony farts.”
Steve gasps, but you throw your head back with laughter. “Alright, fine. If it means saving the lives of my friends, I guess I’ll do it for free. Just this once, though.” You snatch the glitter from Steve’s hand. “None of this shit, though.” And you dump it down the sink while Robin holds Steve back from lunging at you.
Once the damage is done, you turn to where Steve keeps his alcohol, on the rack by the fireplace. You peek through his half empty bottles, returning with a few you can use. “This, friends and Eddie, is the Bazooka Joe.” You place the Irish cream, banana liqueur, and blue curacao on the counter. “It’s supposed to taste like bubblegum.” You eyeball the measurements, filling each shot glass with the liquids, creating a milky teal color. Your friends each take one, throwing them down quickly. Their reactions are mixtures of shock and pleasant surprise.
Eddie is the next to speak. “I don’t have any drink recipes to offer, but if anyone would like to join me on the balcony for a joint,” He pulls one from behind his ear, “speak now or forever hold your peace.” His eyes meet yours then, and you can’t dismiss it as an accident. He’s asking you to come out.
“I’m good,” Robin says, narrowing her eyes at Eddie. “Don’t like to smoke before going out in public.”
Steve starts, “Ooh, I’ll—,” but stops short when Robin shoves her elbow into his side. “I’m good,” he coughs, “You guys go ‘head.”
You frown. He knows your rule, but he makes that stupid pouty face at you anyway. “C’mon, Bee. Don’t make me smoke alone.”
Rolling your eyes, you secede. “Fine. I’ll make a one time exception to the rule. On one condition.”
“What's that?”
“No talking.”
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He lasts all of five minutes. “This is stupid.” You shake your head, refusing to indulge. “That’s fine. I’ll talk. You can keep not-talking.” He hands you the joint, and you take it, inhaling sweet smoke as Eddie continues, disregarding your agreement. “I wanna apologize. For a lot of things, actually. Last night, that wasn’t cool. I shouldn’t have sunk to his level, I don’t know what came over me.” You sense him staring at you, but fight the urge to look at him. Instead you keep your eyes forward, staring into the darkness of your neighborhood. He sighs, and continues, “And I’m so, so sorry about everything with your brother. It wasn’t easy for me either, y'know. Chris and I were best friends. But I couldn’t not listen to him. He did it to save my stupid ass.”
You finally look at him, passing him the joint as you try to read his face. “What do you mean by saving your ass?” The riddles are tired, and you can’t stand the thought of never getting the whole story.
He inhales before responding, “The cops already had it out for me. Since the second I turned eighteen, they waited for me to screw up. Pretty sure they had a bet on when I’d get arrested.” His tone is light, but you can see the sadness on his face as he recalls it. “I begged Chris not to tell you. He told me he wouldn’t, but only because he wanted me to. He made me promise to take care of you, and I broke that promise. You already hated me so much when you found out I snitched, you couldn’t even look at me. We stopped talking. I didn’t think telling you would change anything.”
The information sinks into your skin, and you have to focus on a tree in the distance to stop the world around you from spinning. You cycle through the stages of grief on a loop, getting emotional whiplash each time you try to make sense of what Eddie’s just said to you. Finally, you land on anger and stay there.
“What the fuck is wrong with you?”
He shakes his head, bewildered. “What?”
“Eddie, if you had just told me all of this six years ago–”
“I couldn’t, Bee. I wanted more than anything to tell you, but I couldn’t get out of my own way.”
The buzzing in your head is loud, disorienting. “So you ran away instead?”
Eddie pinches the bridge of his nose, eyes closed in concentration. “Bee, listen–”
“Eddie, please. Stop talking.” This isn’t happening. This can’t be happening. You slide the screen door open, returning to the warmth of inside, trying not to let your friends read the shock and pain written plainly on your face. “Okay, I think I’m ready.”
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Lining up for concerts used to be one of your favorite hobbies. If a show had general admission, you’d park yourself outside the venue for hours, holding your spot in the hopes that the artist would sweat on you. As you’ve gotten older, you’ve realized it is definitely not worth the hassle of waiting outside all day, sitting on the concrete until your butt falls asleep. When you and your friends arrive at the venue, the doors are already open, and a bouncer is leading you to the VIP lounge, where you give them your names. It earns you a few glares from people in the general admission line.
“Swanky!” Robin exclaims when she enters the green room, which is actually pretty lackluster. The dressing room holds a long fold out table filled full of snacks and drinks, parallel to an old couch with garish print that you’re sure probably hasn't been cleaned in decades.
“Sure, if that’s how you wanna put it.” The giggling comes from behind you, where Macy is leaning against the doorframe. “Hi, guys! Really glad you could make it.” She approaches you first, pulling you into an unexpected embrace. “Hi, doll! So nice to see you.” Something about her disposition puts you off, her smile looks plastic.
Macy makes her rounds, greeting each of your friends with a hug before turning to her boyfriend. “Hi, honey.” She stands on her tiptoes to daintily plant a kiss on his cheek, and the grin he wears is wide. You squint at the couple, trying to read them. “Make yourselves at home, we go on in half an hour. See you out there!” She gives a wave in the general direction of the room, and exits back to what you assume is her dressing room.
“This is so cool. Eddie, hold on to this one, yeah?” Steve plucks a cookie from the plate, and Robin gives him an expression of disbelief. “What?” He asks, mouth full. She just shakes her head.
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The lights dim a few minutes after eight p.m., and the incoming crowd cheers with excitement. You and your friends are lined up across the barricade, off to one side to avoid the screaming teenagers only here for Chappell. You’re between Eddie and Robin, Steve on Robin’s other side yelling something in her ear you can’t make out.
A backing track fades in as the band takes the stage, and Macy approaches the mic stand. “Welcome to the show, everyone! We are Statuesque Dolls, from Hawkins, Indiana!” Zoe clicks her drumsticks together, and they start in on what you can only describe as a pop rock power ballad. Macy’s voice is stunning, you have to admit, reaching octaves you could only ever dream of reaching. The audience gets into it, swaying and dancing along to the rhythm, heads nodding to the beat. Some kids in the front are even singing, never missing a word Macy sings, and she points them out with a beaming grin on her face. Though you try, you can’t bring yourself to enjoy the set. The music is right up your alley of taste, and the band’s stage presence is nothing short of incredible, but the feeling of Eddie’s shoulder rubbing against yours as he belts out the words makes your chest tight, and every time Macy smiles at him you feel a throbbing in your temples.
Finally, they end their set, waving to the crowd before stepping off stage. Eddie announces he’s getting a drink, and nudges you. “Come with me?”
You glance at Robin, and swear you see her nod, as if giving you permission. “Okay.” You follow Eddie out of the crowd, over to the bar where a mass of people have gathered to attempt getting a drink.
“That was good, huh?” You ask feebly, trying to make small talk.
Eddie shrugs. “Yeah, they’re really good.” His tone is flat, and you raise an eyebrow at him.
“What’s up with you?”
He shakes his head, causing his already frizzy curls to fly around his face. “We uh, broke up. Me and Macy, I mean.”
You can’t help but drop your jaw, quickly shutting it when, even in the dim room, you see him blush with embarrassment. “Oh, shit. Eddie. I’m sorry. Wait, but she kissed you like, an hour ago?”
“Yeah, it was pretty amicable. I’m not, like, hurting over it. The band is going on tour after this, and I have, like, no interest in a long distance relationship.”
For some reason, it pisses you off. “But you still love her?”
“Whoa, Bee. Who said anything about love? I told you, it was pretty casual to begin with. What’s got you freakin’ out?” You think you sense teasing in his voice.
“I’m not freaking out, I guess I’m confused. You don’t think she’s worth the effort?”
He chuckles lightly as you approach the bar, ordering a cider for yourself and a beer for Eddie. “Of course she is. I’m not, though. She deserves better than that. Does it bother you?”
You roll your eyes, handing the bartender far too much cash for just two drinks. “You just said it wasn’t that serious, why would you care what I had to say about it?”
“Do you have something to say about it?” If you didn’t know any better, you’d think he sounded hopeful.
You pretend to ponder his question, then deadpan, “No. Believe it or not, I don’t give a shit about what you do with your dating life. You might break Steve’s heart if you tell him, though.”
Eddie visibly deflates as you hand him his drink. “Fuck, you’re right. You tell him.”
“No! I’m not doing your dirty work for you, Munson. Time to grow a pair.” With that, you breeze past him, back into the crowd.
–
“Thank you, Indy, I have been Chappell Roan!” The redhead onstage is a dream, absolutely stunning in a sparkly, pink, and complicated outfit. The fan blows her curly locks around, and you’d been so mesmerized that you’re only now registering the show is almost over.
She ends with pink Pony Club, causing Robin and Steve to jump around, screaming their voices hoarse, and you join them. By the end, you’re sweating bullets, makeup practically sliding down your face.
When she leaves the stage, you feel the relief of the crowd leaving, their weight that had been pressed to your back for hours finally fading. “That was insane. She’s incredible. Ethereal, really.” Steve is raving as you follow your friends out of the venue and into the cold of the night. “Eddie, man, you gotta go on tour.”
Eddie shrugs shyly. “Yeah, I’m workin’ on it, man.”
“No, man! With Macy, be the tour wife! You’ll get to see her all the time, and Macy! Her band is awesome, I can’t believe–”
“Steve, Macy and I broke up.”
He stops in his tracks. “What? Why? What did you do?”
“Why do you always think I did something?”
“Because you always do something. Remember in high school when you wanted to ask-”
“Okay! Enough. For your information, I didn’t do anything. I just don’t want anything serious right now.”
It barely satisfies Steve, but he backs off with a huffed “Okay, whatever!” You look from the boys to Robin, who’s already staring at you, seemingly studying your reaction.
“What?” You ask her, and she shakes her head.
“Anyone want food? I’m buying.” Steve offers, earning collective nods and mumbles of affirmation. Eventually, you end up at a late night diner, and Eddie holds the door open for the rest of you.
–
You arrive home past midnight, eyes and limbs heavy with sleep. “I’ll see you tomorrow, right Bee?” Robin asks. You nod, only just now remembering you promised to help Steve set up his and Robin’s new entertainment center. “Okay, cool. I’ll get us coffee!” Your friends and Eddie all say goodbye, and the car pulls away as you enter your house, foregoing the shower you’re definitely going to need in favor of sleeping longer.
When you’re finally cozied up in bed, your phone buzzes.
Eddie (block later): Thx for listening. Gn bee.
You decide against a real reply, instead tapping the Thumbs Up reaction, and locking your phone before rolling over. Sleep doesn’t come, though, despite how physically tired you are. Your brain is wired, thoughts racing by too quickly to focus on. Every thought you’ve shoved aside, rushing at you at once. Most of them are questions you can’t answer on your own; Why did Eddie tell you about his breakup? Why is he suddenly being so fucking nice to you? Has he always been this goddamn pretty?
You groan, shoving your face into your pillow to stifle the noise. Unfortunately, that telepathy you share with your brother hasn’t gone away, even after six years apart.
“Hey,” Your bedroom door cracks open to reveal Chris’s forehead, illuminated by the hall light behind him. “Can’t sleep?”
You shake your head before remembering you’re in the dark. “No. You?”
“Nah.” He opens the door fully, stepping into the dark of your room. “How was your night?”
“Really… good?”
“You sound unsure.” He throws himself down on the end of your bed, bouncing you up and down with the mattress. “What happened?”
You pause, unsure of how much Chris needs to know. Ultimately, you know you can’t hide anything from him, even though he’d spent the last six years pretty much conspiring with Eddie against you. “Nothing, really. We went to the show, it was fantastic. I had a really good time.”
“And…?”
“And nothing!”
“Then why are you groaning into your pillow like a child throwing a tantrum?” He snickers, and you whack his arm. “C’mon, something’s bugging you.”
“Yeah, but it’s gonna sound stupid.”
“You’re my little sister, everything you say sounds stupid.”
“Wow, Chris. Thanks, that makes me feel all warm and fuzzy.” You sit up, tucking your comforter into your waist. “Seriously, you’re gonna think I’m insane.”
“Well, I already do, so you got nothing to lose.”
“It’s something Eddie told me.” He doesn’t speak, waiting for you to continue. “He said you told him to rat you out. That’s not true, is it?”
Your brother sighs, bringing his legs up onto your bed to mirror you. “Would it change anything if I said yes?” You huff, waiting for him to continue. “Bee,” Chris flops onto his stomach. “You ‘hate’ Eddie for something I told him to do. You iced him out because of me. I know you probably don’t want to admit it to yourself, but I am the reason you and Eddie don’t get along. I’m sorry, I didn’t think he’d up and leave you, I never would have expected that from him. He lo–” He stops himself short, then continues instead, “He cares about you so much, kid. I feel awful for ruining that.”
It hurts your brain, hearing Chris confirm that gnawing feeling you’ve had for days, since Eddie blurted out the same truth in a fit of anger. Now it washes over you like a tidal wave, suffocating you under its weight. “It’s not too late to fix things with him, Bee. I know he’s been a little weird lately, but I can understand why. Just, give him a chance to redeem himself. For me?”
“Chris, why the fuck would I do anything for you after you told me all that? You basically just admitted to ruining one of the closest friendships I have ever had, and six fucking years too late. I can’t just pretend that didn’t happen! Eddie fucking left because of it! I thought he’d betrayed you!”
“In all fairness, I told him to tell you, begged him even. I figured he had, until I got out. I had no idea he’d kept that part from you. I told you that.” He argues.
It’s too much at once, you can feel your skin burning. “Get out, Chris. Please.”
He doesn’t argue, rising from your bed and walking to the door before turning. “I can take the heat, I’ve been getting it from you my whole life, but the kid did nothing wrong. It was stupid of him to run instead of telling you, but he didn’t screw me like you’d thought for so long. Don’t hold that grudge, Bee, it’s not worth it.” Before you can respond, Chris closes the door behind him, leaving you to be swallowed by the dark of your room.
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SSR Cater Diamond Bloom Birthday Voice Lines
When Summoned: Today's your favorite Cay-kun's birthday anniversary! Let's all have a smashing good time!
Summon Line: Ta-da~! Wearing this makes me feel like a big-time mage, don'tcha think? Maybe I'll spend today pretending I'm some hot-shot.
Groooovy!!: I'm gonna dedicate this awesome flight to all those who came to celebrate me. Make sure you take a ton of photos ♪
Home: I'm gonna rock this chic look ♪
Home Idle 1: I got a birthday message from my sisters. Next time we see each other, they're gonna take me to a café― that they want me to recommend... Well, guess I'll try to look forward to it anyway.
Home Idle 2: I just gotta have the time of my life at a loud and fun party like this, with no regrets ☆ It's also fun to think about how I'll repay everyone for everything~
Home Idle 3: I asked Idia-kun if there's any exciting anime he could recommend me. 'Cause usually I'm just watching all the popular stuff.
Home Idle - Login: Yo, I'm getting so many birthday wishes on magicam! I'm stoked, but it might be hard to keep up with replying to them all.
Home Idle - Groovy: I got super into the conversation me and Floyd had about fashion. It'd be great if we could chat about it again sometime.
Home Tap 1: Decorating brooms like this seems like such an unconventional idea. But that poppy color is such a good look ♪
Home Tap 2: Just a little while ago, Ace-chan bought me a drink from the vending machine. I kinda like these kinds of casual gifts sometimes, too.
Home Tap 3: This outfit looks good on me, don't you think? I really like the cute way the toes of the boot curl up, too ♪
Home Tap 4: This crazy hot sauce Deuce-chan gave me is so delish! His lips were a bit swollen, I guess he must have tried it to pick it out for me.
Home Tap 5: I got a ton of gifts today! Eh, you're gonna give me one too? Thanks~ I'll throw it up on Magicam later!
Home Tap - Groovy: Oh, you wanna take a selfie with me? Sure~ Let's go hop on my decked out broom and find some super amazing scenery to grab the shot!
Duo: [CATER]: Floyd-kun, let's take a selfie together! [FLOYD]: Hanadai-kun, you're so hyped!
Birthday Login Message: Heyo, [Yuu]-chan! Ooh... Did you come to wish me a happy birthday? Oho, then maybe I'll use my Unique Magic and ask for a gift for each one of me~ Eh, you're still cool with that? I was just kidding, though. Well, Cay-kun here is just tickled to death that you'd go that far to celebrate my birthday! Thanks ♪
Requested by @cynthinesia and @azurus-world.
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Charisma House - Superhuman Sharehouse Story “Charisma” - #104 Foundation
Please read alongside listening to the drama track on Youtube.
Let me know if I missed something!
Iori: Haaaaaaaah~~??
Nakagami: Owuh! Motohashi-kun, your voice…!
Iori: Keeping quiet from everyone should be more than enough. And now you’re asking me to make you food?
Iori: Don’t get ahead of yourself! You’re our enemy!
(Nakagami clinging onto Iori)
Nakagami: …I beg of you, Motohashi-kun, I need your assistance.
Nakagami: Phoo… phoo… slllluuurppp….slulululurp… ahhh!!!
Nakagami: Delish!
Iori: Really? I’m glad~♪
Iori: HUH!? EEEH!? What am I doing! Why did I cook udon!
Iori: !? …!?
Nakagami: Motohashi-kun, I have one more request. Would you mind installing these miniscule cameras in every nook and cranny of the house?
Iori: Hah?
Nakagami: You’re all in danger at the moment, so I’ll protect you all. That’s why I would like to have you all under constant surveillance.
Iori: As if I will ever do that!
Nakagami: …Please, help me.
Iori: Installation has been fully completed!
Iori: Living, kitchen, entry hall, bathroom, bath, toilet, bedroom yadda yadda
Iori: Under 24 hour surveillance, no one can keep any secrets!
Iori: Even everyone’s buttholes aren’t spared! Woohoo!
Nakagami: Thank you
Iori: HUUUH!? WHAA!? EEEH!? What just happened!? What did I do!?
Nakagami: And one last thing
Iori: N-n-no more!!!!
Nakagami: I would like you to leave this house with me and cooperate with investigating Charisma
Iori: STOOOP! STOP!
(Iori bolting out of the room)
Iori: NEVEEER!!
Torahime: …S-Sensei… is this okay?
Nakagami: Yes, how are things on your end
Torahime: He hasn’t exposed me either.
Torahime: Motohashi Iori is genuinely not saying a word to the others about you from the looks of it.
Nakagami: …I knew it. I should’ve targeted him from the beginning.
Nakagami: Motohashi Iori, you will be my salvation. With this I can move forward…!
(Torahime looking downwards)
Torahime: ….Is that so
Torahime: That’s nice… Sensei
Terra: Eh!? Seriously!?
Fumiya: Hm? What’s up?
(Everyone getting together)
Terra: Iori-kun… said he’ll go pay a visit to his family
Sarukawa: Huuh!?
Iori: ...Thought I should properly have a conversation with them for once.
Iori: I made them worry yet I acted awfully about it, I regret that.
Iori: But I’ll get back home as soon as I talk it out with them.
Amahiko: …I see. I’m happy for you, Iori-san
Rikai: A wise decision, take care.
Iori: Yeah, I’m off then
(Iori hurrying to leave)
Ohse: Please wait a moment
Rikai & Amahiko: ?
Ohse: Doesn’t this smell suspicious?
Fumiya: Yeah, something’s off
Rikai & Amahiko: Eh?
Ohse: Showing remorse and changing his own behavior, is he even capable of such a thing.
Iori: Hey now
Fumiya: No way this dude knows what regret is.
Iori: Come on
Terra: He’s not built like that
Iori: Yes I am!
Fumiya: Then what about all the chores while you’re gone
Iori: ….! If… if everyone could like, take care of it themselves…
Ohse, Fumiya & Terra: Something is off!!
Iori: Eeeeh!?
(Everyone surrounding Iori)
Iori: Aah… wait.. aaaah, aaaah
(Nakagami looking at the footage from the entry way on his tablet)
Nakagami: ….As you’d expect from these Charismas, nothing gets by them, huh
Nakagami: Hang in there Motohashi-kun…! Shake them off…! And then leave this house! Together with me!
Sarukawa: Io
The six of them: ?
Sarukawa: You decided that yourself?
Iori: ….
(Iori smiling)
Iori: …Yes, I did.
Sarukawa: I see, then ain’t gon’ stop you no more, go
Iori: …..Yeah
(Iori heading for the door)
Nakagami: "Alright! Motohashi Iori acquired! AAAAAAAAAH!!! YIPPEEEE!!"
Torahime: Please wait right there!
The six of them: !?
Rikai: Tora-san?
Nakagami: "TORAJIROU!?"
Torahime: Iori-san, you can’t go.
Torahime: I realized from watching everyone living together. Walking your own path isn't for anyone here.
Torahime: All of you! It’s precisely because it’s all seven of you together in this house! That its Charisma!
Terra: Huh? What are you saying?
Nakagami: "WHAT IS THAT GUY SAYING!!!!!"
Torahime: Remember professor Nakagami? I’m his assistant, a spy to be exact.
The seven of them: EEEEEEEEEH!?
Torahime: Iori-san has been tempted by the professor, and he’s been forcing him to cooperate.
The seven of them: Eh?
Nakagami: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEHHH!!?!?
Nakagami: EEEEH!?!? ☆◆▽◎★◇…?!?
Nakagami: HE SAID IT ALL!! OUT OF NOWHERE!! WHY!! WHAT’S GOTTEN INTO HIM!
Nakagami: WHAT IS HE DOING..!!
(Nakagami flying out of the room)
Nakagami: WAAAAAAAIT!!!
The seven of them: !?
Terra: Ah! It’s that stupid professor!
Sarukawa: Dude seriously popped up
(Nakagami falling down the stairs)
Nakagami: GWAH! AH! DAH! BEH! BOH! GAH!
Nakagami: BWEEEH…!
Torahime: S-SENSEEEI!! Are you okay!?
Nakagami: …! TORAJIROU! Why did you expose everything!
Torahime: Hweh?
Torahime: Ah, Aaaah! AAAAAAAA! Sensei! My bad!
Nakagami: No, don’t give me any my bads
Torahime: I'm deeply sorry!
Nakagami: No, that’s not it, what is the meaning of all this!
Torahime: What is the meaning of all this!
Nakagami: HAAH!?
Torahime: It’s kinda… thinking about someone missing made me subconsciously feel sad….
Nakagami: Hmmmn!?
Nakagami: What are you rattling off about! What’s your intention! Your reasoning is incomprehensible!
Fumiya: Seems like it is as it is.
Ohse: Looks like it is as it is.
Iori: Persuading Iori-kun and abducting him, that is!
Amahiko: What do we do?
Sarukawa: Fuckin’ obvious! Get his ass!
(Everyone, except Rikai, inflecting violence on Nakagami)
Nakagami: Augh, stop, augh…!
(Torahime trying to stop it)
Torahime: Sensei! Sensei!
Terra: BEAUTY BEAAAAAM!!
Amahiko: SEXY ATTAAACK!!
Nakagami: GWAAAGHH!!!!
Rikai: ….Iori-san, everything is all okay now.
Rikai: We’re sorry for not realizing sooner, it must’ve been hard.
Iori: … Thank you, guys.
Nakagami: Damnit! Are these the limits of a normie! Just one more push was all I needed!
(The six of them smiling)
(Iori smiling)
Iori: …
The seven of them: Ahahaha!
(Iori heading to Nakagami)
Iori: Okay mister professor, let’s get going
The six of them: Eh?
Iori: Are you hurt? Can you stand?
Nakagami: Eh… no I’m…
Terra: Eh?
Fumiya: Huh?
Ohse: Hm?
Amahiko: Iori-san?
Rikai: Iori-san!
Iori: Hm?
Rikai: ….What are you doing?
Iori: Eh? Servicing the professor
The six of them: WHA-!?!?
Iori: He was all like, going on how he had it rough and needs my salvation.
The six of them: No no no no no no!
Iori: I-it’s okay! Don’t worry! I can perfectly take care of both sides!
Iori: I’ll work nonstop! I’ll be a proper slave! Rest assured!
Terra: What are you on!? He’s the enemy, remember!?
Rikai: Iori-san! Why must you go this far!
Iori: ….
Iori: Because…
Iori: There’ll be a day where everyone separates themselves from me, no?
Rikai: ….Eh?
Iori: In due time no one will need me anymore, because this is a temporary residence.
Iori: It won’t last forever, we’ll have to face the end at some point.
Iori: When that time comes…. what will be left of me?
Iori: Nothing… all will disappear…
The five of them: …
Fumiya: Then we keep it going
The five of them: ?
(Fumiya walking to Iori)
Fumiya: We’ll have to face the end at some point? Why? It’s not like I mind staying together forever.
Fumiya: Iori, I’ve got nothing either. You and me together.
Iori: ….Huh?
(Everyone smiling in a self-deprecating way)
Iori: ….!
Iori: ….Hehe, I see…
Iori: ………Duly noted.
Iori: So, mister professor, I’m sorry!
Nakagami: EEEEEEH!?
(Iori returning to the others)
Nakagami: No no wait wait wait, wait a second! Motohashi-kun!
Nakagami: There’s only six people over there, right!? The free service on my side pertains to all of society! All of mankind!
Iori: ALL OF MANKIND!?!? Seriously!?!?!?
Fumiya: Oi, you slave
Iori: I-in other words, you mean to say all of the people in this world need me!?
Nakagami: Exactly
Iori: I can’t pass this chance!! I’m going over there!!
The six of them: HEEEEY!!!
(Everyone complaining)
Ohse: Io-kun!
Iori: !?
(Ohse holding up a paper)
Ohse: I’ll put my seal on the slave contract, see?
Iori: SERIOUSLYYY!? I’ll go over there!!!!
Nakagami: OOOOI!!
(Both parties calling out to Iori)
Iori: I’ll go over here! Over here!
Iori: No over here! Here! Here! Here!
Iori: AAAAHN~!
(A mysterious light beaming)
Fumiya: (Charisma charge: Complete)
Iori: (Alas… I yearn to devote oneself…)
Iori: (Serving, serving until I breathed my last…)
Iori: (Pray, for anyone to yield to such desire…)
Shinjuu break
(Double suicide break)
#charisma house#charismahouse#kusanagi rikai#tendou amahiko#motohashi iori#ito fumiya#terra#sarukawa kei#minato ohse
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ohhhh i love hearing abt ur process!
Btw do you live in a dorm or at home? And if you do live in a dorm, how do you deal with noise and outside stressors? When you have writer's block or you write something and it just doesnt 'fit' to you, what do you do from there? Is there ever a time you wrote and regretted going the route you went when there were multiple options during brain storming? How do you choose a character when you have a really delish prompt that fits for soooo many people? Have you ever given writing a break? How do you keep from having fandom burnout or losing interest in a fandom? How long does it take for you to write your daily asks/concepts (as opposed to your longer fics)? Do you use bullet points or do you prefer to write a hard draft that is more like the finished piece? Aaaand last but not least, what is your editing process like?
Omg omg thank you for so many questions aaaaaaa!!! >w< I'm happy you like to hear about my process!
Do I live in a dorm or at home? How do I deal with noise and outside stressors?
I live in a dorm. Noise and outside stressors don't bother me much. I have learned to tune such things out and coexist with it. I actually don't mind it; sometimes noise is comfortable. But for things like studying which require silence and focus, I often go to the library. :D I'll write there if I've finished everything on my academic schedule.
When I have writer's block or write something that doesn't "fit," where do I go from there?
I leave the scene as it is and move to another one so that I can come back and try again at a later date. Or I'll read through it and attempt to find where the "disconnect" starts so that I can either rework the scene, cut parts out, or trash it altogether. If I'm very desperate and attached to the scene, I'll write it to finishing even if it doesn't fit at first and then go back to review and revise it. And if I have writer's block with an overall piece, I'll write something else to give myself a break so that I can return to the wip with a fresh, motivated mind.
Is there a time in which I wrote something and regretted the route it went when there were multiple options?
Aaaa hmmm,,,, it's not fandom fanfiction, but in a work I wrote for my ocs I killed one of them off and I do regret it a little because her character wasn't explored as much before her death. >_< if I ever write more for that work, I would like to provide more insight into her life and what she was like through the eyes of the characters who knew her.
How do I choose a character when I have a really delish prompt that can fit many others?
I think about character dynamics, chemistry, themes, setting, and much more when deciding who to use for a concept. I tend to default to Scaramouche and Octavinelle when writing just because I'm so in love with them, but for plots like alpha!Vil with an omega!reader (which was originally an idea I had for Floyd, but I put Vil in the concept because it's much more delicious) I think about how it might work if taken a certain way with [insert character here] as opposed to another way with [insert character here]. The time loop concept was something I initially wanted to explore with Jade because he's calculating and ruthless, but then I thought it would be much better suited to a character like Rook for reasons that I won't list due to fic spoilers hehe.
Have I ever given writing a break?
I don't think I have done so before. :o the idea of it feels unimaginable because writing is such a treasured hobby of mine.
How do I prevent fandom burnout/losing interest in a fandom?
For me, it's a matter of enjoying the fandom at your own pace. I'm still completing book six in twst and I have yet to do Scaramouche's story quest in genshin (although I'm stalling because I still don't know what to name him T_T). Don't feel pressured to keep up with everything in your fandom circle. Also, taking breaks and indulging in other hobbies/interests helps me to avoid burnout or losing interest. And talking about the fandom with others can also help to keep your interest. It's always very fun to exchange thoughts and brain rot with others!!
How long does it take to write daily asks/concepts as opposed to longer fics?
Not very long! I can write a lot when I'm inspired. It also helps that the asks/concepts are like bite-sized snacks that can be enjoyed leisurely, so I just write my thoughts as they come to me.
Do I use bullet points or do I prefer to write a hard draft that is more like the finished piece?
It's a mix of both! My bullet points are often written in two ways: either they are detailed and eloquent or they are unhinged. This is one of my scene notes for tmdg (this scene has been scrapped, so it isn't a spoiler)!
As you can see, it's wildly silly. ^^;;;; but I read these notes and something activates in my brain like: I read you loud and clear, boss!!!! For the most part I try to follow my outline and the scene bullet points, but there have been many cases where I've done something different than what I originally planned because I felt it would be better.
What is my editing process like?
Lengthy. I read through the entire draft to proofread and then I take it scene by scene to look for other errors or things that I may want to revise/add at the last minute. And then I'll read through it again in its entirety to make sure everything looks good. After that, I read it again because I often feel nervous that I missed something. ^^;;; but I often view the final reading as a means of giving the fic a homemade lunch and a kiss on the cheek before I send it on its way. :D
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@hprecfest day 10: fest fic
All these magnificent different fests are undoubtedly my downfall. I have the uttermost respect and all my love for the people hosting these fest and for the people participating in them. Especially @hprecfest - I've had such a blast coming up with these fics to rec and my tbr list has exploded because of all the spectacular stories recced. 💖💖💖💖
I decided to stick with some of this years fest entries. These are some of my favorite fests (i skipped the drarry-centric fests this time) and fics from them, and this became a bit longer than intented:
Feels Like Spring by @lumosatnight 🩵 5,033 words, harry/charlie/oliver, written for @hp-fruit-fest, @hp-poetry-fest and @wood-you-rather-challenge
Charlie Weasley felt like summer and smelled like watermelon. Harry Potter felt like winter and smelled like pomegranate. Together, they felt like spring and smelled like home.
Beyond beautiful. The parallels, the formatting, everything in this fic is just to die for. It's just as sickly sweet as the fruit featured in it laced with a hefty amount of some agonizing pain. Absolutely stunning.
Let Me Help You, Mr. Lupin by @goldenbi 🩵 2,941 words, james/lyall, written for @hprarepairfest
James nodded, his eyes lowering to Lyall’s neck and then back up. “Yeah, Mr. Lupin. I want to help you.” “How’s that?” Lyall couldn’t figure out how a young man like James Potter could help him grieve his wife. She’d been dying for years, he had known it was coming; he knew, and still it had caught him off guard. “I want to fuck you,” James said. Lyall spilled the whiskey across his lap and swore. He reached for his wand and cleaned himself up, placing the glass safely on one of Hope’s coasters. “Excuse me, I must have misheard—?” James’s expression was fond, “I want to fuck you. I want to lay you in bed, open you up, and fuck you so hard that you forget about everything other than my body. Then, you are going to sleep.”
Dubcon galore. I'm absolutely gagged. Rare pair fest had me on my knees and still has, and this fic is just 🤌🤌
Make Our Dreams Come True by @coconutice22 🩵 595 words, gen harry, written for @harryjamespotterweek
Eight-year-old Harry and his friends plan a summertime heist.
🥹🥹🥹 the amount of tears I've shed for this 600-word fic is ridiculous. Harry is my favorite boy and deserves the world. This is such a cute little story, it's heartbreaking and heart-warming at the same time. I think about this fic at least a few times a week.
My place of refuge by plecotusauritus 🩵 19,468 words, sirius/james, written for @prongsfootfest
James Potter is a small town boy with good grades, tight knit group of friends and passion for football. Things change when a mysterious stranger seeks shelter at his father's church after running away from London.
Prongsfoot has my whole entire heart. Whole. Entire. Heart. This was a tragically cute fic. I'm a sucker for some religious themes in a story, and it's always interesting how the same faith has such different interpretations depending on one's background.
The Sun, Shining Above You by @oknowkiss 🩵 14,565 words, draco/harry/ron, written for @dronarryfest
Since joining up with the dragontamers, Draco counts his days in nights. Nights spent drinking in the commune mess, making poor choices he doesn't regret, for once. Nights he doesn't remember, and nights he wishes he could stop remembering. Then there's that night in Spain, caught in the circle of Ron's arms. A year of nights in Norway, caught in the heat of Harry's gaze. His first night at the Burrow, caught in between them both.
This story is a vibe with all capital letters. It's unbelievably delish, intimate (the hair cutting part.. i'm trembling), warm, steamy, beautiful, I'm obsessed. This fic ticks all the right boxes for me.
A Time, Dark and Divine by @moonflower-rose 🩵 17,023 words, draco/harry/ron, written for @dronarryfest
“Harry. Please. You know I wouldn’t ever… I wouldn’t do anything…” “You’re going to have to be quiet for me,” Harry whispers. “You don’t want to wake him up.” On a humid night in Portugal, Draco Malfoy opens a door that Ron had thought long closed.
Another one from dronarry fest because why the fuck not. The way I'm salivating over this. I absolutely love Ron in this fic, he's a slag and he knows it and he owns it. But there's always something more and the way this fic reveals his thoughts little by little is magnificent and a punch to the gut. The dynamics of the trio are immaculate. And the jealousy always slaps. I also love how seamlessly it follows through the amazing The Last Star Falling by @tackytigerfic which I hadn't read before but I'm glad I found it via this story.
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"i'm tellin' you, they tried to fuckin' eat me...!" Sean says, their face beaming as they carried the shotgun through the strange dungeon they found themselves in
"not to mention, i'm pretty sure they were all wearing the skin of other grennoulians." Sean adds, looking towards their intrepid but starving group
"You can understand why we don't believe what you're saying right? why would they try to eat us?" Saahlyn asks, almost immediately regretting their choice
"Well, we're deep in a dungeon, i don't think it's that much of a stretch to believe that you just gotta eat what you get." Toadd said, their stomach grumbling
"Talking of which, those traveller's had some pretty delish lookin' stuff on them, i'm pretty sure we can make the dwarf give us some stuff." Sean adds casually, thinking about food... to be fair, when are they not? "Woah! don't call em' that!" Toadd shouts, shocked at seans horrific ableism
"... travellers?" Sean asks, genuinely confused "Fuckin' dwarfs dude, we both know how fucking intolerant that is." Toadd explains, not wanting to be associated with hatred of the vertically challenged
"nono, they are literally dwarfs, like dwarven, like that's literally the name of their species." Sean, states this, having the standards to not be a racist, just an asshole "oh." toadd reacts, corrected in their thoughts
"why would a dwarf be travelling with two humans and a child?" Charlotte asks, inspecting the other structure lower down
Ah, Dungeon food.
delicious in dungeon.
#delicious in dungeon#dungeon meshi#marcille dungeon meshi#falin touden#laios touden#art#oc art#crossover art#digital art#crossover fanart#oc crossover#oc#crossover#c#a#n#s
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How would you rate Saint X and Alycia's performance in it?
Saint X: meh like a 4/10 overall, and that's mostly just for performances all around rather than the actual plot. Clunky fuckin script from start finish, bad pacing, really really opaque ideas as to what the hell they were trying to say here? I mean the ending was sweet but it almost felt like the ending to an entirely different show? Idk. I didn't read the source material so I can't know how far they wandered from the text but it was like... I get what critics said about this show having an identity crisis now lol. But still all that said, not terrible. I don't regret watching it at all, but won't watch it again (after the fuck count rewatch), and I'll always be grateful for the gif material and fic inspo 🙏
Alycia's performance: solid 8-9/10, which is saying A LOT based on these scripts because jesus christ some parts were painful. I knew from the second they made her say "delish" in like the first ep we were in for a ride 😒 but yeah she did fantastic with the material as always. Lots of raw emotions and nuances in scenes, flipping between feigned cheerful/friendliness to simmering anger to utter apathy in rapid cuts. She connected with every screen partner she had (even the bf, it was NOT her fault in those scenes she fucking served him up energy and he gave nothing back but she was there and giving) and held solo scenes beautifully. Her chemistry with Gogo was phenomenal and they worked so well together, both platonically and with an underlying adversarial/duplicitous tension. Once again, not a great project, but her work stands on its own
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This is why I watch shows. This hit of serotonin.
Also, speaking of serotonin, Pierre is blissing out.
Guuuuuuh so tasty!!!!
He’s utterly lost his mind and is fighting like a wild beast mmmm
Fuck you, viagra grandpa!
I love this sfm. He says that but he himself is terrified out of his wits for her! (Side note - the much better Russian subs have him say “Efnan was taken away from me” and I am dying.)
I said you’d regret it, dude! I love that they show him doing so! And I love that the better Russian subs make it explicit that he’s saying he should have offed Pierre despite Ataturk’s order mmmm.
And off he goes again aaaa delish!
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always accepting! | @thuganomxcs sent a nuke to Yuuki's heart an ask!
"Any good reviews on there bright eyes?" Yusuke asked as he stepped over her to try and read the comments.
One comment stated. "I can't believe they deliver and I live soo far away."
Then another one stating: "The food is soo good, definitely a 10/10."
More and more were compliments and some were complaints about the shifting menus per week but there was one that flew right over his head that read. "Such a good establishment and the cook, easy on the eyes, such a handsome man."
YUSUKE was too close! Too close for Yuuki's poor heart! The woman was just happy to show him that his business was having a steady influx of good reviews! She was all smiles earlier, and now she's struggling to stay afloat with him being near her to read the reviews.
Yuuki immediately regrets pausing to scroll; now, the page landed on a particular review that has been increasing in numbers as of late.
Naomi Sato: 🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟
"Such a good establishment and the cook, easy on the eyes, such a handsome man."
If Yuuki's eyes were big, they're saucers now in shock.
She was curious if Yusuke read it or if she didn't want him to read it, but Yuuki scrolls at the speed of light to hide it. ( funny how territorial she is, they're not even dating ) Only to her horror to land on another review like it.
Himari Ito: 🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟
" the food was totally delish! and the cook was really funny and lowkey buff?? i saw his biceps flexing when he was unloading the order!"
Akari Nakamura: 🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟
" the food isn't the only thing you wish you'd eat 👀"
Niko Aoki: 🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟
" I wasn't able to leave a tip, if he wants to get it her can reach me in 21x-xxxx"
"WHHAAAA!" Yuuki is just red, seeing red, and is probably looking like she is asphyxiating at the moment. Those comments, though, were far in between, but in her eyes, they were the only thing she could focus on now. But when Yusuke seemed happy that his food and delivery were being praised, Yuuki tried to shift her tone into normalcy. She hid her feelings and had no right to him; this was his dream. Her being in love shouldn't act as a way to stop him.
You said you're fine just being by his side, don't go being GREEDY.
"One thing is for sure, they love your food and are impressed with your work ethic!" Yuuki pumps her fist in the air. "Alright! I'll sort these reviews and make a post on your socials!" She adds after a smile. "And they find you really charming and hot! So that's great!"
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💋 🍊 💛 🌳 💤 🍆 and 🌺 for oc of your choice!!
let's do bels again! thank you (and sorry this is a lil late!)
💋 How affectionate are they with their friends? Their family? Their romantic partner(s) (if they have any)? Are they more physical or emotional when it comes to displaying their affection? Why?
She is a little reserved when it comes to being affectionate with her friends; she has very few people that she would trust enough to call her friend, and once she does get there she doesn't want to overstep and lose that. If a friend initiates first then she will be but she never assumes. She does not have any known family. With partners she's mostly physically affectionate but mostly privately! PDA's just not her thing.
🍊 What is your OC’s favourite meal? Snack? Dessert? Drink? Any reasons behind this besides liking how it tastes?
What is your OC’s most hated food? Stuff they can’t stand to eat or drink?
She's found that she LOVES traditional Dunmeri cuisine.... her fav is by far baked ash yam with scuttle.... so simple and delishes. For snacks she likes things that will keep for a while, nuts and nut treats are easy enough to come by in Cyrodiil and Skyrim. She doesn't get to indulge in desserts often enough to really opine on any. She's a rum and sujamma gal but won't turn down Surilie's wine (she used to have ambitions to become a vintner with them but it didn't work out.)
She doesn't particularly care for apples or pork, and she won't eat anything with radishes. She steers clear of goat's milk too though she does like goat cheese.
💛 In general, how in control of their emotions is your OC? Do they have a good hold on them or do their emotions control them, not the other way around? What do you think is the reason behind this and is your OC ever concerned about their lack of or good control?
I would say she's not good at... controlling her emotions she more just bottles em up and lets them fester. She was raised in an environment where her feelings didn't really matter and she never really learned HOW to express herself in a healthy way. It's not something that she was concerned about till someone else would have brought it up (probably the first person to do so was Cali) and even then she's still reluctant now to let anyone see how she really feels
💤 What was your OC like as a baby, a child and as a teen? (if your OC is a teen or a child, what will they be like as an adult?). How have they changed since then? What lessons have they learned and what things about their youth do they miss the most? Do they have any general regrets?
As a baby.... I mean she was regular I guess. Not really fussy or anything, if anything at all I think she would have been a little clingy. As a kid she started acting out; she was raised in a situation not unlike Honorhall Orphanage and didn't really get a lot of attention, more so because she is half Orsimer and that was seen as less desirable so far as finding a family. She left as soon as she could and immediately found that she had no idea how to really survive on her own, she didn't have any skills. Her teen years and early adulthood were spent doing odd jobs around Anvil until she left for Skingrad to look for an apprenticeship.
So far as change since then.... she's developed thicker skin and shut people out a lot more. Despite her outward easygoing and sanguine personality I think she's deeply lonely. She doesn't miss much from her youth and her only regret would be not standing up for herself and leaving sooner.
🍆 Tea or Coffee or Hot Chocolate? Sweet or Spicy? Fruits or Vegetables?
Tea / Spicy / Vegetables
🌺 Does your OC have any tattoos or other body art? Does their body art have any specific meaning behind it? Do they have any scars? How did they get those scars? Any birthmarks?
An early concept I had for her was that she would get tattoos like the markings that Dremora have! I could still see her doing that tbh, maybe sometime in the future..... for the time being she doesn't have any tattoos but she Does have stretched earlobes and recently in the timeline she's been growing out her brow horns! I've considered her having a bridge piercing too just for fun :)
She does have a few noteworthy scars, on each side of her mouth she has old scars from when her tusks were forcibly removed. She's missing the two teeth from her lower jaw but sometimes she wears metal-coated false teeth there. She has a long scar across her upper throat under her chin from an altercation with a former member of her Sanguine cult, and two on her right cheek from a past target after she joined the Morag Tong. Other dings here and there but they're not as important or noticeable.
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I’m slowly going through the initial cards now. It’ll take a while since there’s so much, but I was wondering what your fave songs from each unit are. Lyrically and…audibly? Lol if they’re different.
There is so much. But its delish food. And I got you! There's lyrics that'll punch you and then compositions that'll deck you. Hmm... I'm just going to throw them in as a mix though, covers and comms alike.
L/N: [1] and Lost One's Weeping... Made to Order, The Wall... Pulse of the Meteor. The covers and Teo and Dramaturgy also. Peaky Peaky. Noms any and all songs the bass is a bit more prominent.
MMJ: Deep Sea Girl and Romeo and Cinderella (shoutout to the gayness of the 3D MV). I Am, We Are, (the choice of plucky notes at the beginning. mwah). Ice Drop, Melty Land Nightmare (when it goes triplet mode it pings my brain in a pleasant way), Worldwide Wander. Parasol Cider is so poppy and cute.
VBS: The cover of Just Be Friends. When are we getting another AnHane duet in-game. They did Butterfly on your Right Shoulder in the VBS archives but. Cinema, Ready Steady, drop pop candy, Forward, Children Record, Bring It On, Alter Ego, Daybreak Frontline, Machi, Shanti, A Lone Sheep, Pheles, Mirai, Kashika.
WXS: Becoming Potatoes, As You Like It, At God's Mercy, Odore Orchestra, 1925, Starry Sky Melody, Miracle Paint, Law-Evading Rock, Chururira, fixer
Niigo: i pretty much like all the MizuEna duets lol. very fun about how they get a lotta songs about love. Special shout to the concert version of Hated by Life which had all the VAs singing, they did the line distribution so good and layered so much meaning into it. Girl Dissection. Totemo itai itagaritai, is a really fun song to play. Cutlery. DSCF, Meru, Innochi Bakkari Non-Breath Oblige, (the pun and 3DMV and lyrics. mwah). Writing the Future with Regret is probably my fave 'initial' group song... I love how hard the chord progression goes in Close to Gray's full version. IDSmile is SO! God. I love Mizuki. Melody-Lit Sky and Reborn. My god. Lower is also just fantastic (though I still have trouble with the syncopated notes on expert, nyahaha). The MV's symbolism... Tricologe is just, it's so fun. Nomad,,, Ena... Bug has a lotta fun with its notes. Give me your night. Man. the title alone, and then how the song's so mizuki... honestly none of the niigo comms are not good to me in some way
Also there's certain tracks of the OST that can make just. Lie down and cry a bit. But yea my own tastes lean naturally to the sorts VBS and Niigo have, and it shows.
#project sekai#war replies#anonymous#there's others as well but i started initially with the intent of not putting all the covers. failed that!#ok back to my mzen prompt
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Disney Day 1 2-26-23
Look, I am going to try. I am absolutely committed. But, I'm also at a conference. At Disney. There are a LOT of temptations and challenges. The truth is, this is a life change, and this one week is not going to make or break me in the end unless I let it (like I let it in the past.) I'm going to need to lean on my successes even while I'm away. The little things that I'm doing to mitigate some of the damage I'm doing.
Damage: I had to eat out for breakfast. I was at the airport in Baltimore, very hungry for breakfast, and I never was able to make the hard boiled eggs to bring. (ahh, I would have hated them anyway.)
Good choice: I found a healthy bowl restaurant and ordered the egg white bowl. Came with salsa and home fried potatose in it on top of spinach. It was delicious. Were the potatoes over? Yes. But another good choice - I said no to the biscuit.
Airplane - the snack was offered to me twice. I said no twice. No extra snacking necessary.
After arriving at hotel - I was FAMISHED. I had a 1 point onion ring snack to hold me over. It was necessary and helped me wait till lunch for better choices.
Damage: Lunch was at the cabana. No really healthy choices there. I mean, I could have eaten at a different eatery, but then I'd lose the experience of being served by the pool. And that was AMAZINGBALLS. So no regrets there. The burger was high calorie but
Good Choice: I chose fruit as the side instead of french fries. I also used the lettuce as a bun and tossed the actual bun, even though it looked buttered and grilled and delish. Didn't need it though.
Damage: Sushi. One word. There it is. I had a dragon roll AND a rainbow roll. i wanted both. I wanted wanted wanted. I ate it all. I was full half way through, but kept going. That's not good behavior. Not proud of that.
Good Choices: No alcohol. Still alcohol free. No miso soup or salad appetizer. Not needed. I just wanted that yummy sushi.
One more good choice: Wearing my Galaxy watch. I found out I had over 12k steps today. Surely that has to count for something. Cause, damn, that sushi SENT me.
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Patricia's Pabulum
Hello, my name is Patricia I am glad you came across my blog I hope you find it helpful! Whether its what you eat or how you eat hope this serves you as you find out my day-to-day intake is perfect most of ours isn't I tend to choose filling and easy meals to make and I hope you find peace in what your relationship with food is and how like any relationship with time and effort it can improve!
Day 1 yum yum sandwich in tum
It started great until the hunger kicks in! What to eat what to snack on well you can say I may have just settled, btw don't judge someday I have 2 meals some days I have 1, and others I have 3...
First meal or drink, it has been a struggle with staying away from sugar I'm not going to lie to myself or you. For days one two, and three I started my day with my new favorite caffeinated home beverage, a shot of espresso from my Keurig, then add cherry syrup and a splash of chocolate syrup blend with a small electric wand and enjoy it. For me, this is a way of caffeine outwearying the sugar knowing it gives me the boost I need then working or walking the sugar off. Now I know and am sorry for not the complete amounts as I put less than a teaspoon of each cherry and chocolate in the espresso it is estimated to be between 15-17 grams of sugar. After the caffeine wears down I needed nutrition I decided my lunch was going to easy a BLT with some water (Photo from stock photos),
Dinner was the same I wasn't as hungry and made half a BLT
want to make one that looks like this delish! Here's how
Ingredients
1. Use White, Wheat, or Sourdough bread (I find Daves Killer smart 70 cal slices to be best in flavor and taste)
2. Cook Bacon, I put my in the air fryer for 14 minutes at 360 flipping halfway through comes out perfectly crisp but if you prefer you can back or cook it on the stovetop for a quicker method
3. Cut smaller circles of tomatoes and set aside
4. Make mayo sauce by combining mayo, salt pepper oil, then I add the lettuce, add some to the top and bottom of the bread
5. Lastly assemble, bread (toast or untoasted I like untoasted so bacon is the main crisp), and mayo mix on top and bottom of the bread add lettuce, tomatoes, bacon cut in half, and enjoy
* Calorie link below is an estimated based nutrient value depending on how much of each ingredient is used*
BLT Nutrient facts
, lots of protein 12 grams for one sandwich with 4 slices of bacon
breakfast drink 120 calories and 10 grams of sugar
*note original photo that was in my blog was not available but you now get an idea how crispy I like my bacon :)*
Day 2
Day number lucky two, I partook in the same drink as before the chocolate-cherry espresso if you would like to make please refer to say one! Promise its the best
For day two no breakfast as most of my days I skip and let the caffeine do the work of getting me up, throughout the afternoon I had 2 glasses of water and a granola bar from trader joes called ABC bars are delicious chocolate oat bars with almond butter in the middle
My hungry started to kick off after the granola stopped making me fill full around 4, I had a friend coming over 5 so we decided to make my frozen Chinese food from trader joes which was easy and dinner was less than 15 minutes plus I was happy cause I only needed three ingredients trader joes Kung pow chicken sauce that comes with it and oil to cook the chicken (optional soy sauce), for 5.99 and more healthy for going out plus it kept me full from all the protein!
nutrient value, 16 grams of sugar per serving, 20 grams of fat high in protein about 48 grams per 2 cups
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Day 3
Did someone say Pizza?
Me knowing it was going to be the last day of my caffeine starter I was struggling so I decided to use the same amounts of add-in with my coffee but with an extra shot. Boy did I regret that it made me more anxious than it did refresh and caffeinated after about two hours of ingesting coffee my stomach was talking to me! I decided protein was the best option I got a power crunch bar which is the best! 13-15 Grams of protein was the best decision for me after the protein and fiber started to wear off it was best to drink some water. For me the day was similar to day 2 with me knowing I'd have a friend come over at 4 the hunger started to kick in and at 5 I knew he would be over, there was a mutual decision pizza was the only option! But with a twist, we were going to make it to my house I had frozen pizza crust with no nutrition just mainly calories made with homemade sauce with tomatoes, onion, basil, and seasoning, and we had cheese and pepperoni from frys.
Now as much as I love to give exacts this one also varies in calories, fiber, and protein but what I can give you are the protein bar recommendation and nutritional information
(Please see blue bubble for info and where you can buy power crunch bars )
Now if you want to make homemade pizza here's how and a recommendation of what to get
Ingredients
crust, pizza, sauce, cheese, topping of choosing
Get out the pizza crust (use premade or make your own ) and set the oven to 375
Add Yummy sauce (Recommend organic pizza sauce from Safeway) make your own or buy
Add cheese and toppings
Bake anywhere from 12-14 minutes
Cut and enjoy!
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Day 4
Grump Times til dawn
What can I say no caffeine = no happy me
I did this to myself knowing I challenged myself and had a hard time getting my day started without caffeine I started my day with a big glass of water I could feel my grumpiness come on. Throughout the afternoon grumpiness kicked on and I fed it water I wasn't going to let it get the best of me. I distracted myself from eating by doing errands getting gas, getting dog food, and finally going to the car wash finally my stomach had had enough of the games, and by 4 pm she was ready to eat I thought since I played it safe in the morning I should play it safe in the afternoon. Checked in the fridge to see what I had and decided on the bag of elote salad from trader joes with a chicken breast on top.Best choice my stomach didn't fill sick or stuffed
Here is the link to buy it and with the nutritional facts me adding a chicken breast just added protein (43g)and nothing else.
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Day 5
The final stretch
Day 5 was the best and easiest day to prep and make, my favorite meal as well! I decided it was the day to do an instapot meal I prepped gluten-free made noodles made with brown rice flour put them in the fridge then got started on the sauce.The sauce I made and might I say perfected is less than 5 ingredients,
, ground beef, tomatoes blended with basil/ garlic and seasoning if wanted add spinach in for iron and vitamin k, and c
Steps to make the sauce
1. Brown the ground beef and add to instapot
2. Add in ground tomatoes and stir together both tomatoes, seasoning and beef
3. Set instapot to slow cooker and let it do its thing
4. Add sauce to noodles and ENJOY
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starks daughter reader x peter parker, making out? like the avengers ask jarvis to show what’s happening in her room and they see what’s happening?
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w/c: 719
warnings: 18+, explicit language, implied smut
a/n: i made one little change so it’s friday instead of jarvis but everything else is the same so i hope you don’t mind and that you enjoy! also don’t forget to join my new taglist y’all mwah
“y/n…”
you’re kissing down peter’s neck, lips leaving goosebumps on his skin. he’s practically writhing underneath you, and you’ve hardly even done anything.
yet.
“y/n, baby.”
you grip the collar of peter’s shirt in both hands and bring your lips to the shell of his ear.
“yes, peter?”
“c’mon, we can’t. we’re… we’re gonna be late for dinner.”
“wouldn’t you rather eat me instead?”
your teeth sink into peter’s earlobe, a hand traveling down to the bottom of his shirt. peter throws his head back and closes his eyes, trying to resist you, but he can’t. you’re his weakness.
“fuck, y/n/n. don’t do this to me.”
“what, is there something else you want me to do to you?”
you start to pull peter’s shirt over his head, but he grabs both your hands in one of his.
“we’ve gotta go join the others. you know how important team dinners are to your dad.”
“and you know how much i despise them.”
“yeah, but i don’t understand why. i think they’re a sweet idea.”
“i think they suck.”
“how come?”
“steve makes the blandest food, thor has literally zero table manners, and everyone’s always asking me questions. way too many questions.”
“you mean trying to get to know you?”
“it’s the fucking worst.”
peter chuckles and pulls you in by your waist.
“you really are a stark.”
“am i? because the leader of the pack came up with this whole team dinner thing.”
“your dad just wants everyone to spend more time together.”
“well, i just wanna spend time with you.”
you peck peter’s lips. peter smiles and secures his arms around your waist.
“at least wanda’s cooking tonight. means the food will actually have some flavor.”
“yippee.”
peter lets out a breath.
“i’d be more than happy to eat you for dessert, but dinner first, okay?”
“or i could be your appetizer.”
your lips attack peter’s before he can respond. despite himself, he gives in this time, kissing back with just as much fervor.
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“what’s taking them so long? the chicken paprikash is almost done.”
“looks delish, wanda. i’ve never had sokovian food before.”
“oh, thank you, scott. you’ll love it.”
“sure, sure. i bet i will. i just, y’know… it won’t be spicy, will it?”
sam elbows bucky’s arm.
“dude thinks paprika is spicy.”
“and i thought i was bad.”
scott frowns.
“what? it’s a spice, isn’t it?”
tony enters the dining room with a grin, rubbing his hands together.
“hey, gang. smells good in here, little red.”
“thanks, tony. i’m just about ready to serve it. we’re waiting on the kids.”
“oh? they’re still not down yet?”
“nope,” bruce sighs. “i saw them sneaking up to y/n’s room earlier,” natasha smirks. “dang, you didn’t have to rat them out,” sam remarks.
“like you wouldn’t do the same.”
“fair.”
“stop teasing, you two,” steve chastises. “no, no. this is true. i passed little stark and the spiderling on the stairs,” thor says.
tony glares at thor.
“so you all knew they were canoodling, and no one thought to tell me?”
“uh oh, drama,” scott whispers to wanda. “canoodling?” natasha snorts.
steve shoots them both looks.
“i’m sure they’re on their way down, tony.”
“yeah? let’s find out.”
tony double taps his glasses. his artificial intelligence comes to life.
“friday, show me y/n.”
“on it, boss.”
friday taps into her system that’s installed in your room and broadcasts the feed to tony’s glasses. he immediately regrets asking her to do so when he sees what you’re up to. yours and peter’s tongues are quite literally down each other’s throats, and peter is trying to take your bra off, but struggling to unhook it.
tony rips off his glasses and tosses them onto the dining room table. he shudders, shaking his head to rid his mind of the image. natasha puts on tony’s glasses to see for herself.
“yup. they’re canoodling, alright.”
“for real? this i’ve gotta see.”
“wait your turn, wilson.”
tony snatches his glasses back from natasha.
“absolutely not. no one will be taking turns watching my daughter and parker swap spit. have some class, will you?”
“yeah, have some class!” thor chimes in through a mouthful of bread wanda had put on the table.
wanda joins everyone with a serving plate of food.
“chicken paprikash, anyone?”
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SR Rook Hunt Port Wear Personal Story: Part 2
"My very soul is aquiver."
(Part 1) Part 2
[Crane Port – Whistle Park]
―A few hours later
Deuce: Welcome!
Customer: I'd like one churro!
Ace: Okaaay! Thanks for your purchase~
Ace: Aah, so busy, so busy. But we're selling pretty good, at least.
Deuce: Yeah, true! …Huh? I don't see Hunt-senpai anywhere.
Kalim: If you're looking for Rook, he's gone off to do his committee member work. It's almost time for him to switch out with one of us though…
Rook: Don't fret, I've returned.
Deuce: Thank you for all your hard work, Rook-senpai. You seem pretty busy.
Rook: Fufu, I've got my hands full with both my committee member duties and this food stand. Both are such fulfilling work, so I am fully enjoying myself.
Rook: It looks like we are about to be bereft of our churros dough. We should prepare some more while we have a lull in customers.
Ace: Ah, you're right. I'll fix some up right away!
Rook: Now then, it is time for Group A to bring smiles to all of our customers with our churros!
Grim: Ookay, then… Everyone's super focused on their work.
Grim: Now's my chance! Time to grab that grub!
Grim: [munch, snarf, gulp]!! Mmm~, these are so sweet and delish!
Rook: Oh, my, Monsieur Fuzzball. We can't have you sneaking bites of our churros.
Grim: Shoot, they found me! Ruuuun!!!
Deuce: Ack, what're you doing, Grim?! Stop running around! It's dangerous to tear about like that in a narrow space!
Leona: Ugh, so annoying… Pipe down, furball.
Grim: Nyack! Leona's over this way… Gotta go the other way!
Ace: Woaah!? We're gonna crash!!
[CRASH]
Deuce: Waaah! The flour Ace was carrying went all over the food stand!!
Everyone: !!!
Rook: ...Oh là là! Everyone is covered from head to toe in flour.
Ace: Ahahahah! Deuce, you're totally white!
Deuce: You're the worst of all of us, you know!
Ace: Geh, really?! I went all out and set my hair n' everything for the Fest, too!
Leona: You got some nerve completely coverin' me in flour, you spiky-haired brat.
Ace: I-It wasn't my fault! It's totally Grim's fault for bumping into me!
Leona: You're just as guilty, you couldn't stand your ground. I'll make both you and that furball regret it.
Silver: Zzz… Zzz…
Deuce: Silver-senpai is fast asleep, so he hasn't even noticed that he's covered in flour.
Ace: In a way, he might be the luckiest of us all, then…
Kalim: Ahahaha! We all match!
1. Everyone, are you all alright?
Leona: [Yuu], you're covered in flour too, you know.
2. C'mon, Grim, let's apologize.
Grim: No way! I'm outta here!
[camera shutter sound]
[Courtyard]
―A few days later
Deuce: [Yuu]! The winner of the photo contest was announced on the official Port Fest website.
1. Oh, was that being announced today?
Deuce: Yeah. They just released it earlier.
2. I wonder if I won the grand prize?
Deuce: What, were you actually going for the win…?
Rook: Monsieur Spade, and Trickster. May I join you for the anticipated results reveal?
Deuce: Oh, Hunt-senpai. Yes, of course we don't mind.
Deuce: Uhhh, so first place was… Ah!
Deuce: IT'S HUNT-SENPAI!!
Rook: Oh, my word, is it? What an honor.
Deuce: They also have the winning picture on here. …Oh! This is…
Deuce: I didn't even realize that you had snapped a pic of when all of us were covered in flour.
Deuce: And to think that you actually entered it into the contest and even took the win!
Rook: Well, what do you think? Monsieur Spade and the others look to be having a grand time, no?
Rook: Do you not think this photo is quite beauté?
Deuce: Heheh, yeah, definitely. Do you think I could ask you to burn a copy for me as well?
Rook: Oui! Of course, I would be happy to!
Deuce: Oh hey, your photo won a prize too, [Yuu]!
1. Awesome!
Rook: Congratulations, Trickster!
2. Really!?
Deuce: Yeah. That's great!
Rook: I can't help but be rather curious as to what kind of photo you submitted.
Rook: Monsieur Spade, may I borrow your smartphone?
Deuce: Sure, here you go.
Rook: Haha, well, isn't this a surprise. Who would have guessed that I would have been the subject of your picture.
Deuce: This is a great photo, [Yuu]!
Rook: I see… So, this was my expression while I was performing on stage.
Rook: [Yuu]-kun, do you think I could bother you for a copy of this photo?
Rook: I will be able to recall back to my time as a Port Fest committee member, as well as the passionate show we gave then, every time I gaze upon this picture.
Rook: That would be a mémoire more beautiful and valuable than any gemstone.
Rook: This Port Fest… It was truly très bien!
(Part 1) Part 2
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