#japan sinks mari

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Today's disabled character of the day is Mari Mutō from Japan Sinks 2020, who has a ventricular assist device

Requested by Anon

[Image Description: Drawing of a woman with short brown hair and black eyes. She is holding a camera in her left hand. She is wearing silver stud earrings, a necklace with an oval pendant, and white button up.]

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Day 78

Today’s Asian character is Mari Mutoh from Japan Sinks 2020!

She is Filipino-Japanese.

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── ୨୧ !　𝟴 𝗠𝗜𝗡𝗨𝗧𝗘𝗦 𝗢𝗙 𝗖𝗨𝗧𝗘 𝗠𝗢𝗠𝗘𝗡𝗧𝗦

　　　　　　　　𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒐𝒍𝒐 x reader

SUMMARY: Where a fan made an 8-minute video with a compilation of Matt and Y/N being in love.

WARNING: None.

REQUESTED?: Yes, by anons, @myfavoritesstuff, @dracoflaco and @ecliphttlunar

AUTHOR'S NOTE: That is my work, I DON'T authorize any plagiarism! | English isn't my first language, so I'm sorry if there's any grammar error.

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8 minutes of cute moments between Matt Sturniolo and his girlfriend, Y/N.

1st minute - "Trying Japanese snacks with our parents!!!":

The triplets were recording a video where they tried different snacks from Japan, and their parents were participating of it as guests, just like Y/N - which was nothing new, since the girl made at least a small appearance in every video from the triplets channel.

The six of them were around one side of the kitchen table, and all the snacks that would be used in the video rested on it. Y/N stood next to Mary Lou with her head resting on her shoulder, while the woman's left arm wrapped around her waist affectionately.

Matt was explaining to the camera about the snack they were going to eat next, when the girl raised her head slightly, pointing with her left hand at the only glass of water on the table, which was in front of Mary Lou.

"It's yours, right? Can I have a sip, please?" The girl asked her mother-in-law, receiving a big smile and a nod in response.

"Of course, go ahead!"

Y/N smiled back, picking the glass and taking a generous sip. Before she could take another one, Chris suddenly interrupted her, cutting off Matt's sentence.

"Someone's invisalign is in that water." Chris pointed to the glass, raising his eyebrows in surprise when he saw his sister-in-law drinking the water from there.

Y/N stopped her hand holding the glass in the air, her eyes widening comically as her cheeks puffed out in embarrassment.

"What?" Her voice came out high-pitched, her eyes going from Chris to the glass repeatedly.

"Oh my God, babe, it was mine!" Matt pointed out, a laugh escaping his mouth, followed by Mary Lou, who curved her spine slightly as she laughed, trying to apologize.

"Ew, ew, ew." Y/N mumbled repeatedly, dropping the glass on the table with a loud clinck. She began her steps towards the sink, ready to give her mouth a thorough rinse.

Her steps were interrupted by Matt, who lightly pulled her into his arms, hugging her from behind. His arms wrapped around her waist as he rested his chin on her head, an amused look still in his eyes.

Y/N let out a groan, trying to free herself from Matt's arms, wanting to clean her mouth.

"No need for all that, baby. You've had worse in your mouth." Matt threw, his voice loud enough for everyone there to hear.

Nick let out a dramatic scream, covering his ears with his hands quickly, a look of fear taking over his features. Chris's eyes widened momentarily before laughter escaped his mouth, followed by Jimmy, who patted Matt's shoulder. Mary Lou raised her eyebrows at the couple, shaking her head playfully.

Y/N opened her mouth in surprise, her eyes widening as she stopped fighting against his hold. She felt her face burn with embarrassment, her mind still processing what her boyfriend had just blurted out in front of his parents, siblings, and camera.

"Matt!"

"I'm kidding, baby. I'm sorry." Matt said, his tone full of amusement, showing that he wasn't sorry at all for what he said.

The brunette lowered his face, resting his right cheek on Y/N's right shoulder with his face toward her neck, sealing her jaw repeatedly, exhaling the natural scent of her skin as he tightened his arms around her, throwing a playful wink towards the camera.

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2nd minute - Silent treatment:

The triplets and Y/N were at Target buying the drinks that the boys would use in the channel's next video. Nick had his vlog camera in hand, recording bits of their little trip, just like they used to do.

The four of them had decided to split up to optimize their time, as Y/N needed to get some things that had run out at their house. With that, Y/N and Matt went one way, while Nick and Chris went the other.

At some point, Y/N approached Chris and Nick with a giant pout on her lips and arms crossed, her heavy steps against the floor drawing their attention.

"Uh oh, what happened?" Nick asked upon noticing her upset expression, focusing the camera lens on her face while frowning in confusion.

"Matt is ignoring me." Her pout deepened, her eyes dropping to the floor momentarily. "I just wanted to get a Diet Coke, but he said we would get that later and that the focus now was on the video stuff." She explained in a defeated tone. "But I said I felt like it, and he told me to stay quiet and just do what you said, and then he started ignoring me and giving me the silent treatment-"

The sound of approaching footsteps interrupted her, her eyes quickly looking up to the source of it, seeing Matt approaching with a basket with 10 cans of assorted drinks, and at least 15 cans of Diet Coke.

Y/N's eyes filled with tears when she saw him and what he had picked, lowering her crossed arms and watching him with hopeful eyes.

"Matt! What did we talk about giving the silent treatment when you're mad?" Chris raised his eyebrows, resting his hands on his waist in a playfully confrontational gesture.

The brunette rolled his eyes, completely ignoring him and approaching his girlfriend.

"I'm sorry, babe. It was childish of me to ignore you. But look, I got you a bunch of Diet Coke." Matt asked, lifting the basket with the cans before looking into Y/N's eyes, frowning in concern when he saw them teary. "Oh no, don't cry, pretty girl. I'm sorry."

Matt's tone was desperate, his hands dropping the basket onto the floor before wrapping around Y/N, pulling her into a tight hug. He pressed her head against his chest, lowering his own and sealing her temple for long seconds, whispering "I love you" repeatedly, pressing several kisses to the same spot.

"Ugh, how can you two be so disgusting even when you're fighting?" Nick's voice sounded from behind the camera, the lens shaking as he suddenly turned around, leaving that aisle and pulling Chris with him.

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3rd minute - Y/N's birthday:

It was Y/N's birthday, and at her own request, the celebration was being something small, just a little thing with her closest friends, at her house - which she shared with the triplets, one of them being her beloved boyfriend -, without alcoholic drinks, but with several different snacks and sweets, as well as a pink cake, heart shaped and covered in glitter.

It was time to sing the happy birthday song and Nick quickly fished his phone out of the back pocket of his baggy jeans, opening the camera and setting it to record, wanting to keep the memory forever.

"Baby, can you stay by my side?" Y/N asked in a low tone, her eyes focused on her boyfriend, Matt, as she was already standing behind the table in their kitchen.

The cake was in the center with two pink candles filled with pearls in the shape of her new age on top, surrounded by sweets and snacks, as well as several drinks filled with edible glitter and dishes in different shades of pink.

Matt smiled at her request, his cheeks taking on a reddish color in shyness and love, walking over to his girlfriend and positioning himself next to her, his arm wrapping around her waist automatically.

"Wait, let me light it." The brunette interrupted Y/N's next movements, who was ready to light the candles.

Matt quickly did so before straightening up, nodding as he heard everyone start singing the "Happy birthday" song, while clapping and smiling at the couple.

The boy tightened his arm around Y/N, lowering his head so that his lips approached the side of her forehead, sealing her skin for a long time while humming the song along with everyone.

"Happy birthday, pretty girl."

It was Y/N's birthday, but it was Matt who was getting an amazing gift for the fifth year in a row.

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4th minute - Guess the triplets by zoom in pics:

The triplets were finishing the video where they had limited time rounds to guess who it was in the photos shown, just by a small part of their body or face.

"Before we finish, we want to do something different. We'll call Y/N so she can play a round alone. But the trick is: we'll tell her that these are random photos of the three of us, but actually, we'll just show photos of me." Matt explained in a low tone, his face closer to the camera so that the lens captured his words, an eager smile decorating his face.

While the brunette talked to the lens, Chris did the job of calling Y/N and explaining what she would have to do, taking her into the frame after Matt finished speaking.

Y/N smiled slightly at the camera, waving quickly before sitting down in one of the two chairs set up behind the table, keeping her arms on the wooden surface and looking at the triplets expectantly.

"Okay, Y/N, are you ready?" Nick began, scrolling his thumb through the separate photos in a folder in his phone's gallery, before clicking on one. He zoomed in on an almost unrecognizable area, turning the device towards Y/N, showing her the screen. "Who's-"

"Matt." Y/N interrupted Nick abruptly, slamming her hand on the table right after, momentarily forgetting that she needed to tap there before saying the answer.

Chris raised his eyebrows from behind the camera, approaching Nick and looking at the photo quickly over his right shoulder, before taking the device from his hand and searching for the next picture, looking for one that was just as difficult.

"Okay, you got it right, but that one was too easy. Let's see something different." Chris smiled sideways, covering the phone screen with his free hand so that no one but himself could see what he was doing.

Matt rolled his eyes, smirking as his eyes met Y/N's, watching her cheeks take on a red hue under his intense gaze.

A few seconds later, Chris finally chose the photo, zooming in on the area most unlikely to be recognized before doing the same process as Nick, showing it to Y/N.

The girl looked at it for a few milliseconds before slamming the same hand on the table.

"Matt. Again." She smiled smugly, lifting her chin in the air in pride.

Matt let out a loud laugh, clapping his hands momentarily, entering the camera frame, and walking up to his girlfriend's back.

He leaned forward slightly, wrapping his arms around her shoulders and laying his head in the crook of her neck, before repeatedly kissing her cheek.

Y/N smiled in shyness at his loving gestures, feeling confused by the sudden actions.

"I said my girlfriend knew me as well as I knew myself." Matt spoke to his brothers behind the camera, smiling into the lens in excitement.

"Wait, was that a prank?"

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5th minute - "We bought the zoo for a day":

The triplets and Y/N were at the zoo for 24 hours, a way of thanking the fans of the Sturniolo Triplets channel for making them reach 6 million subscribers.

Y/N felt over the moon, having grown up with a huge passion for all types of animals, made her enthusiasm triple every time her eyes met a different animal, dangerous or not.

The four were in the zoo's tour car, accompanied by their guide, who stopped in front of certain groups of animals from time to time and briefly explained their species and main characteristics.

Nick and Chris, who were sitting in the seats behind the front ones, listened intently to the guide as they recorded themselves and their surroundings, often focusing the lens on the couple in the seats behind them, Y/N and Matt.

Matt nodded his head every few minutes, wanting to show the guide through the rearview mirror that he was listening to him and understanding his explanation, while his eyes fixed on each of the animals shown.

A huge smile decorated his face, accompanied by his pupils that seemed to shine bright. Y/N's right arm was around his waist, keeping him close.

Her hand caressed his covered skin lightly, gently squeezing it every time she felt him jump in place excitedly, or when he simply waved at the animals, whispering "hi" or "bye's".

God, how she loved him.

The camera, focused on Nick at the moment, captured the image of the two in the background, recording the cuteness of the couple, who seemed to be in candy land.

Y/N leaned into Matt's side from time to time, her pupils dilating as they ran over his excited, awe-like features. She sealed her lips over his cheeks and jaw every minute, whispering against his skin how much she loved him and adored seeing him that happy.

The girl also laid her head on Matt's right shoulder sometimes, squeezing her arm around him and pulling him closer - if that was even possible.

That only intensified Matt's happiness, who smiled so big that his eyes closed, shrugging his shoulders in shyness and enthusiasm.

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6th minute - Disgustingly cute:

Nick and Chris were in the living room as they spoke to the camera, explaining what they would do in that vlog, which would be posted next Wednesday.

Chris remembered that they had to call for Matt, commenting that the boy was still in his room and that they had been calling for him for over 20 minutes already.

Nick rolled his eyes, muttering something like "I don't know what I did to deserve this shit" in an ironic tone, walking quickly to Matt's bedroom door, turning the camera so that the lens captured the environment inside.

His free hand worked on turning the handle, pushing it quickly, hoping to give Matt a scare.

He just didn't expect to see Y/N still lying in bed - which left him confused, as he imagined that the girl would already be at the market, since there were some things that had run out on their house and she told him that she would get new ones while they were filming.

The girl was dressed in the clothes she would wear to go out, her makeup and hair done, and her face carrying a defeated expression. Meanwhile, Matt was lying on top of her, all of his weight against Y/N's body.

His face was buried in the crook of her neck, only the sight of curly brown hair apparent. His back rose and fell slowly, on the rhythm of his calm breath.

Matt's body was covered by the sweatshirt set he would be wearing for the video, and Nick quickly understood that they were ready for the day, Y/N about to leave, when Matt interrupted her for a lovey dovey session.

Y/N had her eyes closed and a smile resting on her face, seeming to dive into the moment. Her right hand was in Matt's hair, and her fingers threaded through his curls, massaging his scalp. While her left hand was on his back, traveling from his shoulders down to the small of his back, and back up again.

Every second, it was possible to see Matt moving his head slightly, and a sound of lips sealing against skin sounded throughout the room, making it clear that he was kissing Y/N's cheek or neck.

Whispers of "I love you" and sweet nothings were occasionally released from their lips.

"Matt, I'm going to fire you if you don't get up now and do your job." Nick's voice sounded like thunder between the four walls, scaring the couple.

Matt quickly sat down between Y/N's legs, turning towards the door with wide eyes, while Y/N opened her own eyes abruptly, her right hand flying to her chest, feeling her heart racing under her skin.

"You are crazy." Matt shook his head, moving to get up from the bed, casting a sad glance at Y/N, longing to return to her arms.

"And you guys are disgusting." Chris added, smiling roguishly, letting it know that it was a joke. "Y/N makes Matt a softie. She has him on a leash, I swear."

"Shut up, Chris."

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7th minute - Gamer boyfriend:

Y/N felt her shoulders heavy from the extremely busy day at work. All the tasks placed on her duty made her almost go completely insane, and all her body asked for was her bed and her boyfriend's arms.

So when she got home, the first thing she did was go up the stairs and enter her shared room with Matt, her movements almost robotic and automatic.

The sound of voices echoed low from one of the corners of the room, and Y/N quickly noticed that Matt was sitting in his gaming chair, his arms resting on the computer desk as he played one of his addictive games.

His eyes were fixed on his computer screen, his ears covered by the headphones from which the voices were coming from.

Y/N smiled slightly, feeling her heart warm by finally seeing her boyfriend. She quickly grabbed a set of the boy's sweatshirts and left the room, going to the bathroom, where she took a shower faster than usual - just wanting to be able to sleep as soon as possible - and got dressed.

As soon as the girl entered their bedroom again, she noticed Matt talking into the microphone of his headphones, and she quickly understood that he was streaming, probably with his brothers and on Twitch.

Y/N walked slowly towards her boyfriend, touching his right shoulder lightly, alerting him to her presence.

Without the two noticing, the chat went crazy from the moment the girl appeared in the frame. Miscellaneous comments about her or the two of them as a couple were sent so quickly that if Matt were watching them, he wouldn't be able to read any.

Matt lifted his head quickly, lowering the headphones so that it would hang around his neck, a big, bright smile appearing on his face as his pupils instantly dilated.

"Hi baby! I didn't notice you coming." The brunette's voice came out in a low tone, his eyes taking note of his girlfriend's tired expression and tense shoulders, his eyebrows almost automatically furrowing in concern.

"I arrived just now, I just came in to get some clothes so I could take a shower." Y/N whispered in response.

Matt smiled as he saw his own clothes covering his girl's body. The boy lifted his arms, encircling her waist and pulling her closer, sealing his lips lightly over her covered waist.

"Do you want to go to sleep?" The brunette asked, tilting his head back so he could see her face, ready to just turn off his streaming if she said yes.

"I do, but I want to be with you more." Y/N spoke, raising her right hand quickly, interrupting Matt before he could even consider stopping his streaming. "I don't want you to stop it... Can I just sit on your lap while you play?" Her tone was vulnerable, her tired eyes looking into Matt's expectantly.

"Of course, my love. Always." Matt quickly responded, nodding his head as he moved slightly away from the table with the help of the soles of his feet against the floor, opening his arms, waiting for his girlfriend to fit between them.

Y/N smiled in gratitude, positioning herself between his thighs before sitting on his lap. She wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms hooking around his shoulders, getting comfortable.

She sealed her lips against his right cheek in a lingering kiss, stroking the soft skin with the tip of her nose, before laying her head in the crook of his neck, breathing heavily and finally closing her eyes.

Matt kissed the top of her head for some seconds, arranging his headphones against his own ears again, giving a shy smile to the camera.

His right hand traveled to the mouse, pressing play on the game again, while his left hand caressed Y/N's back, helping her get into dream land.

He felt his cheeks burn with embarrassment as he watched the chat go as fast as he thought it be possible, keeping his focus on the game.

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8th minute - "Trying and guessing 21 different drinks":

The triplets were recording the video that would be posted that Wednesday, where they had to try 21 different drinks - some that they are used to drinking every day, others that they have never even tasted - and guess what which one was.

Y/N was participating in the video as a special guest. She had a feeling she would do poorly at the task, since she wasn't used to drinking anything other than Diet Coke.

Nick had decided to leave her for last, telling her to rearrange the positions of all the drinks in each of the boys' rounds.

Soon, it was her turn. She cast a quick glance at Matt, concern and nervousness present in her expressions. The brunette just returned it with a quick wink, waving his hand as if to say "you can go", waiting for her to leave the kitchen so he could rearrange the drinks.

Before calling her back, Matt surreptitiously took a photo of the position of the drinks, quickly putting away his phone, finally calling for his girlfriend.

Y/N returned to the kitchen with a tense smile, stopping in front of the table and behind the drinks, looking at the triplets, waiting for them to give the go-ahead.

Given the start, the girl bent down to take a sip of the first drink, her expression brightening and her eyes instantly widening as she tasted her favorite drink.

"Diet Coke!" She quickly said after rising from her slightly bent position, pulling out the paper with the image of the soda.

"Okay..." Chris muttered, nodding his head in confirmation. They knew she'd get that one right since her obsession with the drink was as strong as Chris's obsession with Pepsi.

The girl bent down again to take a sip of the second drink, momentarily catching her throat before she could swallow the liquid, the horrible taste flooding her mouth.

She stood up abruptly, swallowing the contents roughly, looking at the brothers with a frown, receiving laughter in response. The girl stopped in front of the images for a few seconds, internally analyzing which one it could be.

Her fingers worked on pushing away the images of the drinks she had already drank before and was sure that wasn't the horrible thing she had just drank, staring firmly at the ones that she didn't know.

When her finger went towards one of them, the image of Matt moving his arm around caught her attention. She looked up and saw her boyfriend behind his brothers, trying to get her attention.

Matt, realizing that she noticed him calling out to her, discreetly pointed to the right image with his free hand, his other hand occupied by his phone, which was displaying the photo he took of the correct order of the drinks minutes before.

Y/N smirked, dodging the path her hand was going, picking up the right image and placing it in front of the corresponding straw.

That cycle remained throughout the process. Chris and Nick were in shock, even thinking about the possibility that Y/N had some kind of superpower..

While Matt had a discreet smile on his face, biting his bottom lip to stop the laugh from escaping every time he saw his brothers reaction or the way his girlfriend smiled like a mad woman.

Upon finishing her round, the girl stood in front of the table with her arms crossed, a convinced expression taking over her features as she waited for Nick to confirm how many she got right, even though she already knew the result.

"Look, I don't know what kind of witchcraft you did, but you got everything right." Nick said, his face with an expression of annoyance.

An excited scream escaped Y/N's lips. She ran towards Matt, hugging him tightly while jumping in place.

Matt laughed at her reaction, pulling her closer, kissing the side of her head repeatedly, jumping with her.

"Ugh, I hate you guys."

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Chapter 1: Prologue of Mastermind

A/N: And we're off! Here's the prologue, so I hope you all enjoy it! I'll be posting chapter 2 next week :)

December 8th, 1941

Everyone would remember where they were when the news hit the radios.  When every single person in the United States came to a halt, stopping whatever work they were doing, whatever conversation they were having, and just sat and listened to President Franklin D. Roosevelt speak about the attack. 

Ruth Sharpe had just finished helping her parents with breakfast when the breaking news had hit the radio station.  “Sit down, Ruthie!” Her mother hissed, tugging on her arm.  But Ruth couldn’t bring herself to sit down.  So she just stood there, clutching at the kitchen sink as she listened to the horrific news. 

“Yesterday, December 7, 1941 a date which will live in infamy, the United States of America was suddenly and deliberately attacked by naval and air forces of the Empire of Japan.

The United States was at peace with that Nation and, at the solicitation of Japan, was still in conversation with its Government and its Emperor looking toward the maintenance of peace in the Pacific. Indeed, one hour after Japanese air squadrons had commenced bombing in the American Island of Oahu, the Japanese Ambassador to the United States and his colleague delivered to our Secretary of State a formal reply to a recent American message. And while this reply stated that it seemed useless to continue the existing diplomatic negotiations, it contained no threat or hint of war or of armed attack.” 

This was war—Ruth knew it in her bones.  Her mother had burst into tears as she sunk into a kitchen chair.  Her father sat solemn, eyes trained blankly on a wall.  It was war all over again, and he had already served and done his time. 

Everyone in the Sharpe home was silent.  Even Mary, Alice, and Sarah—all of whom frequently argued with one another about nylons or lipstick and having to share—they were all completely and deadly silent. 

“It will be recorded that the distance of Hawaii from Japan makes it obvious that the attack was deliberately planned many days or even weeks ago. During the intervening time the Japanese Government has deliberately sought to deceive the United States by false statements and expressions of hope for continued peace.” 

There would be no peace.  Ruth knew that.  They had watched the news-reports closely.  All of their family in Europe had already disappeared in the wake of the spreading Nazi agenda.  All of their cousins, all of their grandparents, there was no sign of them.  Their letters returned unopened and the horror had already struck the Sharpe family in deeply personal ways.  

But for Japan to attack?  That hadn’t been what Ruth was expecting. 

“The attack yesterday on the Hawaiian Islands has caused severe damage to American naval and military forces. I regret to tell you that very many American lives have been lost. In addition American ships have been reported torpedoed on the high seas between San Francisco and Honolulu.” 

Silence crackled in the home.  And Ruth watched as the next oldest sibling rose to his feet—Jonah was practically tearing towards the door.  “Where are you going?” Their mother spluttered out. 

He just locked a solemn gaze onto the rest of the family.  “There’s going to be a war.  I’m not going to sit here and wait to be drafted.” 

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When war broke out in 1941, both Jonah and her younger brother John were old enough to enlist in the war.  John had just turned 18 in September and so it was no surprise when both of the boys took off to go and enlist.  It had damn near broken their mother’s heart, the thought of her boys going out and fighting in the war. 

As for their father?  He had been unnaturally quiet.  Thomas Sharpe had changed after fighting in the First World War.  Of course, he had been married when he went away and they had had Ruth quickly after—but Ruth remembered early childhood days when loud noises would make him retreat into her parents’ room, quiet tears and loud noises spilling from his mouth.  The quiet store-owner rarely raised his voice and tended to keep to himself. 

Ruth hadn’t known anything different her entire life.  But she thought, for just a moment, her father might have been angry about both Jonah and John signing up to fight in a war.  Her father hadn’t gotten mad though.  

He had started praying, silent tears streaming down his face when it was just their mother and Ruth around.  So when everyone gathered in churches and began praying for their sons and brothers, husbands and fathers—those who were going to fight, the entirety of the Sharpe family had shown up for the event. 

And they weren’t the only ones.  There were other families with boys who had decided to go off and fight.  And as some sort of last hurrah—one of the oldest members of the synagogue had invited a large gathering of people with sons going off to fight to his home.  

Truth be told, Ruth found the entire thing just sad .  Boys who would have to go and kill and become something that they didn’t want to be in order to stop a monstrosity.  In order to defend and protect their families and their homes and their beliefs in God.  But it had to be done.  She felt it like some sort of righteous ancestral fury rising up in her bones.  Because it wasn’t just their fight, it was her fight too.  

It was almost too joyful here, in this home.  Not when Ruth knew that most of these boys would likely not come home.  Not when she knew that it was going to be horrific.  War was merciless and some oncoming storm that they were wholly unprepared for. 

She slipped out of the party, coming to a stop on the fire escape and pulling a cigarette from her bag.  It was a poor habit and one that her parents were unaware that she had developed since entering Brooklyn Law.  But a girl had to de-stress somehow and she wasn’t about to start sleeping around to get her relaxation. 

Watching the streets of Brooklyn, Ruth wasn’t quite sure what to make of things.  The world had inherently and chemically changed on a cellular level.  But on the surface, everything looked exactly the same.  Snow was still falling in the December air and people were still chaotically driving in the streets below.  But inside homes across the country, mothers were weeping and families were saying goodbye in so many different ways. 

Something sounded in the window behind her and Ruth glanced, an annoyed expression crossing her features as she caught sight of Rosenthal climbing out.  “Oh—I uh—I didn’t know anyone was out here,” Rosenthal apologized, glancing back at the party. 

He was seriously considering just risking his life by standing here in the presence of Ruth Sharpe.  It was better than the party, even if it somehow ended in his unfortunate murder. 

Ruth removed her cigarette from her lips, staring him down.  “It’s better than in there.  It’s just loud.” 

“Yeah.” Robert rocked on the backs of his heels, gaze washing over his classmate with a frown.  “When did you start smoking?” 

“Freshman year.  You want one?” Ruth questioned, offering a cigarette in his direction.  He just stared suspiciously at the cigarette.  “I didn’t poison it, you nitwit.” 

“Ouch, rude,” Robert snatched the cigarette from her hands, shaking his head at her.  “I guess I also shouldn’t tell your ma’ that you were bein’ rude?” 

“Probably not,” Ruth retorted.  Her gaze trained back on the city and the twinkling lights that were still as bright as they were in the daylight.  “I take it that you’re signing up, too?” 

“Yeah, yeah I am.  I’m hopin’ for the air force.” 

“Hm,” Ruth mused.  “Well that’s a damn shame, Rosenthal.  Who am I going to compete with in cases now?” 

Robby Rosenthal gave a light laugh, shaking his head at her.  “I’m sure you’ll find someone to disagree with. You’re the most argumentative person that I know.” 

“Oh I’m aware.  And if you can handle me, then you’ll be able to handle whatever those Japs or Germans throw at you,” Ruth insisted pointedly.  “Consider it the real part of training.” 

“Blessings in disguise, I guess,” Robby said, leaning against the bricked apartment wall behind him.  “Your brothers sign up too?” 

“Both Jonah and John,” Ruth said in a slightly bitter tone.  “Abe would if he was old enough, but seeing as how he’s turning 14, I don’t think that’ll pass.” 

“He and Daniel have the same idea.  Everyone wants to get in on it,” Robert mused.  His younger brother Daniel also wanted to participate in the war effort, but he was only 16.  He still had a good two years to go before he’d be able to even sign up.  

“Risa will miss you,” Ruth said quietly.  

“She’s a tough kid. She’ll be okay,” Robert murmured.  “So I take it you’re going to prosecute the hell out of people here?” He shifted his gaze back onto the abnormally friendly Ruth— Ruth was never nice, that was just a fact .  It was a miracle they were speaking in level tones at the moment, honestly. 

“Not a chance, Robby,” Ruth said in a pointed tone.  “I’m thinking of going JAG-Corp.” 

“How are you gonna get your ma’ to sign off on that?” 

“I won’t tell her,” Ruth murmured.  “Same way you didn’t tell your folks about losing the highest grades to me this past year.” 

A small smile crossed Robby’s face.  “If you’re gonna prosecute and help in the war, then you give them hell, alright?” 

“Only if you do the same,” Ruth insisted.  “I need someone to compete with when this war is over, you know.” 

“Yeah, yeah,” Robby glanced back inside.  “I better go before someone spots us together outside.  Last thing we want is rumors spiraling.” 

“That was your fault,” Ruth said pointedly.  “Last year, I mean.” 

“Sure it was.” The two of them had been caught in an intense argument about ethics by their mothers, who had a sewing circle—and their mothers had assumed it was a lovers’ quarrel, which couldn’t have been further from the truth, quite honestly. They had both blamed the other person for the supposed rumors and it hadn’t been much fun trying to detangle themselves from such a thing. 

“Who knows? Maybe you’ll find someone who will actually tolerate you, Rosenthal,” Ruth snarked.  

“And maybe you’ll actually figure out how to navigate a relationship.” 

“The day pigs fly,” Ruth gave a mock-salute, rolling her eyes at him.  “Now go on, be a good little boy and stamp out your cigarette.” 

Robby’s jaw ticked as he stared her down.  “You’re gonna get some poor schmuck killed one day, you know that?  And maybe he’d be better off.” 

She placed a hand over her heart.  “Tender, truly.  Well if I were your wife, I’d drink poison.” 

“The feeling’s mutual, sweetheart.” 

And with that, Robby Rosenthal disappeared back inside the window—leaving Ruth sitting out there on the fire escape and wondering how the hell she was going to get herself into the JAG-Corp.

[thelastwarriornun]

oh godddd… hnnn snippets?!? i beg

Two days late but here you are anon as promised

A brief bit of Shannon's flashback in the first chapter:

“I won’t let you take her. Think of all the lives we could save. It’ll end the same for her, she might be immune but you and I both know the infected are not the worst monsters out there. At least this way we have a chance to save everyone.” 

Shannon can’t explain why the life of the girl currently thrown over her shoulder means more than the collective universe around them. This isn’t about the daughter, she’d lost, and atonement was beyond her grasp the moment she’d killed the first firefly. It was as simple as knowing that in spite of the world around them, Beatrice deserved to live.

“Fuck everyone else.”

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some Mary x Shannon x Beatrice from the intro chapter

Beatrice winces, clearly uncomfortable at the praise, folds her arms, seeming to sink within herself, ducking her head in acknowledgement,” I’m glad they think so. Speaking of, I'm really tired. I was actually thinking about going to bed early.” 

Beatrice head tips towards the clock on her desk as if to say please take the hint. You can leave now.

“That reminds me, Mary was just telling me a joke about a clock earlier-.” Shannon’s voice fades, as Beatrice’s expression only seems to grow more dim. “Sorry not the time. We just came by to drop a couple things off.”

Mary thankfully takes her cue and steps into view, a shotgun in one hand, a guitar in the other. Unable to help herself, Shannon scowls, not having realized what Mary’s gift actually was. “Seriously?” 

“Well one of us had to get her something practical.” Mary grumbles.

Beatrice glances between the two, lips tugging up into a soft smile. “So which one is the practical gift?”

Mary scoffs at that. “I’m not sure it’ll be much use if you need that question answered.”

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last but not least the Ava x Beatrice dynamic from the second chapter:

“Beatrice!” 

The outcry startles her, the toes of her sneakers catching against the uneven ground. It’s an unfortunate sequence of events that leaves Beatrice scrambling to right herself. By the time Beatrice orients herself, there’s a firm hand at her elbow.

“Easy, it kind of defeats the purpose if you twist your ankle.” 

“Ava?” 

It should be illegal to look as good as Ava does after patrol. Ten hours of trekking through the forests around Jackson and Ava looks as good as she did this morning. The flecks of mud that are currently clinging to Beatrice’s clothes, totally absent from Ava’s own. Ava seems totally unfazed, an arm moving to curl around Beatrice’s shoulder. 

“You know I think that’s the exact reason sneakers are a no go in the patrol manual.” 

Beatrice scoffs, brushing Ava’s arm from her shoulder. “I’m fairly certain the only rule on patrol is something along the lines of don’t get bit, and don’t deviate from the route.” 

Ava, blissfully unaware of the side effect of her touch, loops her arm through Beatrice’s. “Well if we really want to get technical it’s a dry erase board not a manual.” 

“Ava, you’re the one that called it a manual.” 

“Semantics.” 

Beatrice in spite of herself chuckles. This time resigning herself to the inevitability of Ava’s touch. Years of friendship and Beatrice is no closer to managing the uncomfortable skip in her chest at even the brush of Ava’s fingers. 

“Have you been back long?” 

“Maybe an hour.” 

Beatrice’s eyes narrow warily at the admission. “You waited an hour for me?” 

“Who says I was waiting for you? Maybe Japan just needed a good brushing?” Ava cuts with a feigned innocence. 

“Unlikely. I’ve known you for years, and I’ve never seen you wait to head to the diner after a run.” Beatrice pauses to gesture at the road around them. “Not to mention the fact that it’s cold.” 

“You know most people would be ecstatic to have such a pretty face waiting for them right at the gate.” 

“Most people wouldn’t think to ask what the pretty face wants.” Beatrice counters.

“So you do think I’m pretty.” 

Beatrice can feel the weight of Ava’s stare from the corner of her eye. The muscles in her jaw flex, narrowly averting the words that so easily come to mind. Beautiful. Radiant. Breathtaking. There were far better adjectives that Beatrice could assign to Ava. Pretty was inadequate. 

Unconsciously Beatrice raises her shoulders in a shrug, avoiding direct eye contact, and certainly avoiding a verbal response. Ava was an expert at finding numerous ways to poke and prod at Beatrice through the subliminal admissions in her words. 

A glance is all it takes to weaken Beatrice’s resolve. Ava’s bottom lip juts out, the previous crinkling of her eyes wholly absent now. Worst of all Ava looks genuinely wounded by Beatrice’s lack of response. 

“Obviously Ava, I’m not blind.” 

This time Beatrice allows herself a glance in Ava’s direction. Watching the words sink in, and it’s annoying really. Ava is practically glowing. All previous signs of hurt dissipate into one of Ava’s toothy smiles, the kind of smile that Beatrice has seen light up a room. Annoying. The concept that such an offhand comment from Beatrice might genuinely elicit such a reaction. 

“So I have a question.” 

“I’m shocked by this development.” Beatrice snarks. Her lips twitch with the effort of impeding a smile. 

“Shut up.” Ava’s shoulder shoves playfully against her own. “Back to my question. Are you coming to the dance tonight?” 

Beatrice can’t help the groan that escapes at that. It was the most logical conclusion, given Ava’s propensity for always being involved in societal gatherings, and Beatrice’s absolute hatred of going anywhere remotely populated. “Ava-”

They stop suddenly. Ava’s feet planting, as if Beatrice’s aversion to societal events is newfound rather than habitual personal preference. Their arms stay entwined long enough to force Beatrice to pivot, turning to face Ava. Ava who releases her arm only long enough for warm fingers to curl around Beatrice’s forearms. A preventive measure forcing Beatrice to absorb the full force of Ava’s disappointment. 

“Bea, please you have to come.” 

There’s a reason Beatrice has actively avoided any mention of the dance. Ava’s fingers ease in their restrictive grip, shifting into something gentler. A thumb smoothing over the raised skin of her forearm. Ava’s eyes are somber now, and honestly? Beatrice gets the feeling that there’s a level of authenticity to this. It cements the fact that if Beatrice doesn’t attend, it’ll compromise Ava’s ability to enjoy the evening. 

“You really want me there?” Beatrice hates how hopeful she sounds.

“I really do.” 

“Then I’ll be there.” Beatrice relents. It’s a decision of her own making after all, one that has absolutely nothing to do with the rush of heat pulsing through her with every gentle brush of Ava’s thumb. 

“It starts at 7. Don’t be late!” 

Ava practically cheers, pushing onto her toes to press a kiss to Beatrice’s cheek. “See you tonight!” 

Ava’s long gone by the time Beatrice finally blinks, pressing her fingers against her cheek absently. 

Fuck. 

[brookston]

Holidays 11.24

Holidays

All Our Monkeys Are Uncles Day

Brownielocks Day

Brunette Pride Day

Carménère Day

Catherine (Katarzynki; Poland

Celebrate Your Unique Talent Day

Celebrating Mariachi Day

Christkindlesmarkt begins (Stoudt's; Adamstown, Pennsylvania)

D.B. Cooper Day

Discovery Day (Tasmania)

Evolution Day

Family Day (Palau)

Festival of Silence

Grace Darling Day

Guys and Dolls Day

International Carmenere Day

International Day of Action on Forest Biomass

International Day of the Bible [also 11.29]

Lachit Divas (Assam, India)

Martyrdom of Guru Tech Bahadur (India)

Medlar Day (French Republic)

Mothers of Civilization Day

National Border Collie Day

National Change Your Password Day (Netherlands)

National Email Unsubscribe Day

National Illustration Day (UK)

National Oliver Day

National Opt-Out Day

National Pride Day (Magnolia)

National 16-Inch Softball Day

Origin of the Species Day

Ragtime Day

Sasi Sura (Javanese New Year; Suriname)

Softball Day

Teachers’ Day (Turkey)

Use Even If Seal Is Broken Day

Vertical Marathon

Venus Day

World Walrus Day

Food & Drink Celebrations

National Fairy Bread Day (Australia)

National Sardines Day

St. Pumpkin's Day

World Day of Red Wine Day

4th & Last Friday in November

Black Hole Friday [Last Friday]

Friday after Thanksgiving (US) [4th Friday] (a.k.a. ... 

Black Friday

Bleak Friday (UK)

Buy Nothing Day

Buy Nothing (But Beer) Day

Family Day (Nevada)

Green Friday

Maize Day

National Day of Listening

National Farm to Pints Day

National Flossing Day

National Leftovers Day

National Turkey Sandwich Day

Native American Heritage Day

Plaid Friday

Planetary Buy Nothing Day

Plan Your Dagwood Sandwich Day

Random Acts of Kindness Friday

Robert E. Lee Day (Georgia)

Sinkie Day (celebrates eating over the sink)

You’re Welcome Day (a.k.a. You're Welcomegiving Day)

Fur-Free Friday [Last Friday]

International Systems Engineer Day [Last Friday]

National Day of Thanksgiving (Turks and Caicos) [Last Friday]

Stars in Our Schools Day (UK) [4th Friday]

Systems Engineer Day [Last Friday]

Thank a Property Manager Day [Last Friday]

Independence Days

Calsahara (Declared; 2009) [unrecognized]

Natin (Declared; 2016) [unrecognized]

Northumbria (Declared; 2020) [unrecognized]

Feast Days

Albert of Louvaint (Christian; Saint)

Andrew Dũng-Lạc, Pierre Dumoulin-Borie, and companions (Christian; Vietnamese Martyrs)

Brumalia begins (Byzantine Feast of Dyonisus and New Wine Festival) [11.24 until Solstice]

Brumalia begins (Roman feast of Bacchus) [11.24 until Solstice]

Chrysogonus (Roman Catholic Church)

Colmán of Cloyne (Roman Catholic Church)

Day of Offerings to Sekhmet (Egyptian Warrior Goddess)

Eanflæd (Christian; Saint)

Firmina (Roman Catholic Church)

Flavian of Ricina (Roman Catholic Church)

Flora and Maria (Christian; Saint)

Guru Tech Bahadur’s Martyrdom Day (India)

Henri de Toulouse Lautrec (Artology)

Jehu Jones (Lutheran)

Joachim Ho (Christian; Saint)

John of the Cross (Christian; Saint)

Justus Falckner (Lutheran)

Kenan (a.k.a. Cianán; Christian; Saint)

Krisfaluchi Day (Church of the SubGenius; Saint)

Lester McBird (Muppetism)

Marie Bashkirtseff (Artology)

Mary of Cordoba (Christian; Saint)

Mercurius (Eastern Church)

Pierre Dumoulin-Borie (Christian; Saint)

Protasius of Milan (Christian; Saint)

Romanus of Blaye (Christian; Saint)

Sigd (ends at Sundown) [Hebrew, Cheshvan 29]

Turgot (Positivist; Saint)

Undead Understanding Day (Pastafarian)

Vainamoinen’s Day (Pagan)

Lucky & Unlucky Days

Sakimake (先負 Japan) [Bad luck in the morning, good luck in the afternoon.]

Premieres

Black Beauty, by Anna Sewell (Novel; 1877)

The Colour of Magic, by Terry Pratchet (Novel; 1983) [Discworld #1]

Dancing Lady (Film; 1933) [1st Fred Astaire movie]

Encanto (Animated Disney Film; 2021)

Far From the Tree (Disney Cartoon; 2021)

Guys & Dolls (Broadway Musical; 1950)

Harum Scarum (Film; 1965) [Elvis Presley #19]

Hawkeye (TV Series; 2021)

Ice Age: A Mammoth Christmas (Cartoon Short; 2011)

Love and Other Drugs (Film; 2010)

Morris, the Midget Moose (Disney Cartoon; 1950)

Mrs. Doubtfire (Film; 1993)

Murder on the Orient Express (Film; 1974)

Mystery Science Theater 3000 (TV Series; 1988)

On the Origin of Species (Book; 1859)

The Pearl (Short Story; 1947)

Simon & Simon (TV Series; 1991)

Tangled (Animated Disney Film; 2010)

Tomorrow Will Be Better, by Betty Smith (Novel; 1948)

Toy Story 2 (Animated Pixar Film; 1999)

Tritsch-Tratsch-Polka, by Johann Strauss (Polka; 1858)

Two Crows from Tacos (WB MM Cartoons; 1956)

Today’s Name Days

Albert, Chrysogonus, Flora (Austria)

Ekaterina, Katerina, Katina, Katya (Bulgaria)

Andrija, Krizogon, Krševan (Croatia)

Emílie (Czech Republic)

Chrysogonus (Denmark)

Ustav, Ustus (Estonia)

Lemmikki, Lempi, Sivi (Finland)

Flora (France)

Albert, Chrysogon, Clemens, Flora (Germany)

Emma (Hungary)

Cristo, Firminia, Flaviano, Flora, Prospero (Italy)

Velta, Viliberts, Viola (Latvia)

Gerardas, Mantvinas, Žybartė (Lithuania)

Gudrun, Guro (Norway)

Dobrosław, Emilia, Emma, Flora, Franciszek, Gerard, Gerarda, Gerhard, Jan, Mina, Pęcisław, Protazy (Poland)

Clement (Romania)

Emília (Slovakia)

Flora, María (Spain)

Gudrun, Rune (Sweden)

Katerina, Katherine (Ukraine)

Zachariah, Zachary, Zachery, Zackary, Zackery (USA)

Today is Also…

Day of Year: Day 328 of 2024; 37 days remaining in the year

ISO: Day 5 of week 47 of 2023

Celtic Tree Calendar: Ngetal (Reed) [Day 25 of 28]

Chinese: Month 10 (Gui-Hai), Day 12 (Bing-Xu)

Chinese Year of the: Rabbit 4721 (until February 10, 2024)

Hebrew: 11 Kislev 5784

Islamic: 11 Jumada I 1445

J Cal: 28 Mir; Sevenday [28 of 30]

Julian: 11 November 2023

Moon: 92%: Waxing Gibbous

Positivist: 20 Frederic (12th Month) [Turgot]

Runic Half Month: Nyd (Necessity) [Day 14 of 15]

Season: Autumn (Day 62 of 89)

Zodiac: Sagittarius (Day 3 of 30)

[brookstonalmanac]

Holidays 11.24

Holidays

All Our Monkeys Are Uncles Day

Brownielocks Day

Brunette Pride Day

Carménère Day

Catherine (Katarzynki; Poland

Celebrate Your Unique Talent Day

Celebrating Mariachi Day

Christkindlesmarkt begins (Stoudt's; Adamstown, Pennsylvania)

D.B. Cooper Day

Discovery Day (Tasmania)

Evolution Day

Family Day (Palau)

Festival of Silence

Grace Darling Day

Guys and Dolls Day

International Carmenere Day

International Day of Action on Forest Biomass

International Day of the Bible [also 11.29]

Lachit Divas (Assam, India)

Martyrdom of Guru Tech Bahadur (India)

Medlar Day (French Republic)

Mothers of Civilization Day

National Border Collie Day

National Change Your Password Day (Netherlands)

National Email Unsubscribe Day

National Illustration Day (UK)

National Oliver Day

National Opt-Out Day

National Pride Day (Magnolia)

National 16-Inch Softball Day

Origin of the Species Day

Ragtime Day

Sasi Sura (Javanese New Year; Suriname)

Softball Day

Teachers’ Day (Turkey)

Use Even If Seal Is Broken Day

Vertical Marathon

Venus Day

World Walrus Day

Food & Drink Celebrations

National Fairy Bread Day (Australia)

National Sardines Day

St. Pumpkin's Day

World Day of Red Wine Day

4th & Last Friday in November

Black Hole Friday [Last Friday]

Friday after Thanksgiving (US) [4th Friday] (a.k.a. ... 

Black Friday

Bleak Friday (UK)

Buy Nothing Day

Buy Nothing (But Beer) Day

Family Day (Nevada)

Green Friday

Maize Day

National Day of Listening

National Farm to Pints Day

National Flossing Day

National Leftovers Day

National Turkey Sandwich Day

Native American Heritage Day

Plaid Friday

Planetary Buy Nothing Day

Plan Your Dagwood Sandwich Day

Random Acts of Kindness Friday

Robert E. Lee Day (Georgia)

Sinkie Day (celebrates eating over the sink)

You’re Welcome Day (a.k.a. You're Welcomegiving Day)

Fur-Free Friday [Last Friday]

International Systems Engineer Day [Last Friday]

National Day of Thanksgiving (Turks and Caicos) [Last Friday]

Stars in Our Schools Day (UK) [4th Friday]

Systems Engineer Day [Last Friday]

Thank a Property Manager Day [Last Friday]

Independence Days

Calsahara (Declared; 2009) [unrecognized]

Natin (Declared; 2016) [unrecognized]

Northumbria (Declared; 2020) [unrecognized]

Feast Days

Albert of Louvaint (Christian; Saint)

Andrew Dũng-Lạc, Pierre Dumoulin-Borie, and companions (Christian; Vietnamese Martyrs)

Brumalia begins (Byzantine Feast of Dyonisus and New Wine Festival) [11.24 until Solstice]

Brumalia begins (Roman feast of Bacchus) [11.24 until Solstice]

Chrysogonus (Roman Catholic Church)

Colmán of Cloyne (Roman Catholic Church)

Day of Offerings to Sekhmet (Egyptian Warrior Goddess)

Eanflæd (Christian; Saint)

Firmina (Roman Catholic Church)

Flavian of Ricina (Roman Catholic Church)

Flora and Maria (Christian; Saint)

Guru Tech Bahadur’s Martyrdom Day (India)

Henri de Toulouse Lautrec (Artology)

Jehu Jones (Lutheran)

Joachim Ho (Christian; Saint)

John of the Cross (Christian; Saint)

Justus Falckner (Lutheran)

Kenan (a.k.a. Cianán; Christian; Saint)

Krisfaluchi Day (Church of the SubGenius; Saint)

Lester McBird (Muppetism)

Marie Bashkirtseff (Artology)

Mary of Cordoba (Christian; Saint)

Mercurius (Eastern Church)

Pierre Dumoulin-Borie (Christian; Saint)

Protasius of Milan (Christian; Saint)

Romanus of Blaye (Christian; Saint)

Sigd (ends at Sundown) [Hebrew, Cheshvan 29]

Turgot (Positivist; Saint)

Undead Understanding Day (Pastafarian)

Vainamoinen’s Day (Pagan)

Lucky & Unlucky Days

Sakimake (先負 Japan) [Bad luck in the morning, good luck in the afternoon.]

Premieres

Black Beauty, by Anna Sewell (Novel; 1877)

The Colour of Magic, by Terry Pratchet (Novel; 1983) [Discworld #1]

Dancing Lady (Film; 1933) [1st Fred Astaire movie]

Encanto (Animated Disney Film; 2021)

Far From the Tree (Disney Cartoon; 2021)

Guys & Dolls (Broadway Musical; 1950)

Harum Scarum (Film; 1965) [Elvis Presley #19]

Hawkeye (TV Series; 2021)

Ice Age: A Mammoth Christmas (Cartoon Short; 2011)

Love and Other Drugs (Film; 2010)

Morris, the Midget Moose (Disney Cartoon; 1950)

Mrs. Doubtfire (Film; 1993)

Murder on the Orient Express (Film; 1974)

Mystery Science Theater 3000 (TV Series; 1988)

On the Origin of Species (Book; 1859)

The Pearl (Short Story; 1947)

Simon & Simon (TV Series; 1991)

Tangled (Animated Disney Film; 2010)

Tomorrow Will Be Better, by Betty Smith (Novel; 1948)

Toy Story 2 (Animated Pixar Film; 1999)

Tritsch-Tratsch-Polka, by Johann Strauss (Polka; 1858)

Two Crows from Tacos (WB MM Cartoons; 1956)

Today’s Name Days

Albert, Chrysogonus, Flora (Austria)

Ekaterina, Katerina, Katina, Katya (Bulgaria)

Andrija, Krizogon, Krševan (Croatia)

Emílie (Czech Republic)

Chrysogonus (Denmark)

Ustav, Ustus (Estonia)

Lemmikki, Lempi, Sivi (Finland)

Flora (France)

Albert, Chrysogon, Clemens, Flora (Germany)

Emma (Hungary)

Cristo, Firminia, Flaviano, Flora, Prospero (Italy)

Velta, Viliberts, Viola (Latvia)

Gerardas, Mantvinas, Žybartė (Lithuania)

Gudrun, Guro (Norway)

Dobrosław, Emilia, Emma, Flora, Franciszek, Gerard, Gerarda, Gerhard, Jan, Mina, Pęcisław, Protazy (Poland)

Clement (Romania)

Emília (Slovakia)

Flora, María (Spain)

Gudrun, Rune (Sweden)

Katerina, Katherine (Ukraine)

Zachariah, Zachary, Zachery, Zackary, Zackery (USA)

Today is Also…

Day of Year: Day 328 of 2024; 37 days remaining in the year

ISO: Day 5 of week 47 of 2023

Celtic Tree Calendar: Ngetal (Reed) [Day 25 of 28]

Chinese: Month 10 (Gui-Hai), Day 12 (Bing-Xu)

Chinese Year of the: Rabbit 4721 (until February 10, 2024)

Hebrew: 11 Kislev 5784

Islamic: 11 Jumada I 1445

J Cal: 28 Mir; Sevenday [28 of 30]

Julian: 11 November 2023

Moon: 92%: Waxing Gibbous

Positivist: 20 Frederic (12th Month) [Turgot]

Runic Half Month: Nyd (Necessity) [Day 14 of 15]

Season: Autumn (Day 62 of 89)

Zodiac: Sagittarius (Day 3 of 30)

[animayo]

“I am here thanks to the foundation laid by the blessings of the wise people that I encountered.”

Japan Sinks: 2020 (2020)

I finished the whole thing and I’m in awe, LITERAL AWE. A lot of the events that happened were both incredibly unexpected and fast and I was on the edge of my seat the WHOLE TIME. Even in the art AND in the resolve and spirit of the characters, we find beauty among a lot of the destruction that occurred. This is definitely a HUGE recommendation and someone please talk to me about it! (None of my friends wanna watch,,,aka they wanna miss out on this masterpiece :0)

- Jenny

[frickfracktictack]

Final thoughts on Japan Sinks 2020 (THIS WILL CONTAIN SPOILERS)

• very depressing which yes I should have expected but still

• I’m sad that Koga died

• Go becoming a pro gamer made me very happy

• I did not think Ayumu was in middle school I thought she was like high school age at least

• Kite was a really good additional character but I wish Ayumu and his bumpy start led to more character development

• they didn’t really mourn anyone’s deaths which made me a bit uncomfortable

Overall I definitely recommend this show but I will warn there’s a lot of death and destruction and it is not for the faint of heart. It was pretty well done and I think it gets about a 7/10

[dyspraxicenby]

Yooo the studio behind Devilman Crybaby, Japan Sinks, and one of my favourite Star Wars Visions episodes is making a SCOTT PILGRIM ANIME??? For Netflix??? With Bryan Lee O’Malley writing/producing????

[cannondisabledcharacters]

Accepted characters 11/5/2023

Carol Pilbasian from Last Man on Earth

Melissa Chartres from Last Man on Earth

Kid Blink from Newsies!

Amethyst from Steven Universe

Sarutobi Ayame from Gintama

Frankie Stein from Monster High (Generation 3)

Toshio Onodera from Japan Sinks 2020

Mari Mutō from Japan Sinks 2020

Sanada Aoi from Kobayashi ga Kawai Sugite Tsurai!!

Suwa from Mars Red

Takenaka Shino from Kobayashi ga Kawai Sugite Tsurai!!

Gail Klosterman from Last Man on Earth

Ran Akagi from Tokyo 24th Ward

Courier from Akudama Drive

Teru Momojiyama (Shy) from Shy

0 Request Remain, look forward to an update later

[sleepynegress]

As much as I love how well this show rendered trans characters and the way it treated characters with disabilities, this is an aspect I haven't seen talked about as much on tumblr. The xenophobia, nationalism, and racism that was shown in this survivalist disaster series about Japan, was well-done. Mari Murtoh (who is Filipina BTW) is an amazing character, as are her children.

[fumssketches]

mrs mari mutoh i love her

[kakuusei]

So fifteen years old. In the eyes of the Yakushima Jomon Sugi, you’re still an unpollinated little brat. Unfortunately though, you’re human. Comăneci was at her peak at age fourteen. In other words, your physical abilities will go downhill from there. My condolences. Happy Birthday Ayumu!

[arigathanxx]

mom i'm in love with kite sm :(((

[ikritique]

Japan Sinks 2020: An Anime Review

I’ve watched a lot of natural disaster movies. Some kind of pseudo-scientific explanation is given to explain a singular or series of natural disasters. High stakes and equally high tension are involved, especially when the movie stars a host of characters you find yourself rooting for at least one of them. In the end, our group finds themselves on tentative safety, with hopes of a future awaiting them. This 10-episode anime hit all of these checkpoints, oft considered formulaic. Yet, why am I still reeling from this roller coaster with no brakes? Today, we will be discussing the July 2020 Netflix release of the anime “Japan Sinks 2020”.

Due to a shift in the tectonic plates, the entire archipelago of Japan begins to break down and sink into the Pacific Ocean. The anime follows on a half Filipino-half Japanese family along with a group of other individuals as they try to stay alive, in the process finding out more about the phenomenon occurring. Overall, it’s nothing too out of the box. It had an interesting beginning, a little too fast paced. The arc in the middle fell flat, building up expectations of something sinister going on but there’s no pay off for it. The ending arc was the most rewarding, complete with emotional highs and lows and the viewer can finally fully invest themselves into these characters survival.

Its target audience seems to be at the Japanese masses and foreigners combined. Considering how it was made to be released around the time the Tokyo Olympics 2020 would’ve occurred, it would’ve been a fantastic release in conjunction to the worldwide hype of the Olympics. Another facet that makes more sense when the Tokyo Olympics come into play is its exploration on the concept of nationalism. I wasn’t aware of this particular detail before watching the show. As such, the focus on the nationalistic spirit was certainly an interesting and unique angle I never quite considered before when watching natural disaster media. A good majority of the exploration of this theme was really well done. The mix of characters had the proper set of diverse opinions that truly allowed the anime to explore any angle of nationalism: a bi-national family, a patriotic Japanese old man, and even complete foreigners. However, there were some moments throughout the episodes where it felt a little too “in your face”, as if the show needed to remind you that nationalistic spirit is appropriate at any given time.

The animation style is very reminiscent of “Devilman: Crybaby”. I recognize that both have the same animation studios responsible behind them. However, while the style certainly suited Devilman’s chaotic nature, it doesn’t necessarily do the same with “Japan Sinks 2020”. The animation is mediocre at best, and sloppy at worse. At the beginning, the characters had very neat, “friendly” character designs. Simple but expressive. But as the anime progressed, the art grew sloppier. With the nature of the anime, there is no expectation for pretty animation. However, at least the animation style could’ve stayed a bit more consistent.

However, the silver lining here are the natural disaster shots. The earthquake in the beginning was so chaotically devastating, and the equally chaotic art style suited those scenes perfectly well. Thanks to the R rating, they weren’t hesitant to show blood and gore when necessary. That kind of willingness is severely lacking when it comes to other shows and movies that explore this trope. Of course there’s going to be gore involved when entire populations are dying. It’s during these shots where I gasped out loud, at how fast yet deadly these kinds of events can be.

The music fit the ambience of the show well enough. It was clever to have the opening represent a serene depiction of everyday life of the family when the show is anything but that. The endings used were not much to speak of, but musically it was tense and dramatic. The endings were more fitting, but personally more enjoyable, than the opening. There is a special mention to the one rap scene in the entire anime that came in so out of place with the grim tones of the end coming near. The rap in itself was okay, but I couldn’t help but wish it came at a better time in the anime.

There is a mixed bag of reactions and observations when it comes the characters we follow through this journey. Some characters died unfairly too fast, and some deaths were easy to predict. Throughout the course of the series, there’s really only one death I truly mourned for. With death introduced so early on in the series, it was difficult to try to root for the characters survival because the circumstances proved to be unpredictable. Only after reaching Episode 8 did I finally begin rooting for our characters, hoping they survived through this hellish nightmare they were going through.

Mutoh Mari, the mother of the family, was the best character of the anime. She had so many aspects to her than simply “the mom of the group”. She is a Filipino who faces trouble from Japanese purists. She is a mother of the group, and takes over as the leader when it falls on her with grace. She is the moral support upon which anyone can lean upon, as the realistic optimist who understands that there is no means of survival when a person is emotionally defeated. The rest of the Mutoh family are all well done as well, all very realistic and relatable when put in that kind of situation.

KITE is another interesting character. Initially I didn’t think he’d prove to be too important, but he’s certainly one of the more important people you need to have in a group. He’s light-hearted, intelligent and his intentions aren’t too clear. There’s no room to have faith in him because he holds up his appearance quite well as a shallow guy who’s really only looking for something thrilling. But that leaves room for surprise for when he does get serious.

Overall, the anime was actually pretty enjoyable. It has its up and down moments, but when it’s up, it’s very engaging. The finale was excellent, and is a touching tribute to Japan as a nation. The diversity in the cast of characters is to be applauded. The anime only starts to show cracks when you look at it too closely. It’s a wonderful story of destruction, rebirth and growth. I’d rate this a 3.5 out of 5.

Go: “Where are we going now?” Mari: “Wherever we go, it won’t be the afterlife.”