#march29th

[ashton-ryder]

A soreness trembled as he was tapped on the shoulder, "mm, okay," there was a hint of doubt with the agreement to the instructions, not of Tad but of himself and whether he was capable of chillaxing. These few days had been easier but he wasn't sure if it'll be to the level Tad hoped to get him to. Ash pushed his plate away from him for a second, just instinctively giving them space, not entirely sure what the other man was about to do.

He tilted his back just a little to him at the question, "the left." Ash pulled back his sweater collar to reveal the shoulder brace there, hiding the reds and blacks and blues ugliness underneath as it did its best to heal, "please be careful.." Ash joked with a sigh, mentally bracing himself, the fact that he stood behind him had Ash needing to suppress the fight or flight urge that his body was too used to reacting, still remembering that day he almost hurt Ember for sneaking up behind him recently. But at least he's currently cognizant of the presence behind him, nails digging into his palms to remind him he was safe, this was not the same. Unless Sada put him up to it, then that's probably a cause for concern, but he'll take the small risk knowing it's Tad and she probably had better ways to screw with him. "Do what you gotta do," Ash gave him a signal to go ahead.

It was pretty dope how eastern and western science not only coexisted but interconnected. Dark matter, mana, biomagnetism, ki--it didn't matter what it was called, just the fact that each of these vastly different cultures acknowledge it in their own way. While the Western world wasn't quite as ready to utilize this energy for healing, it was an underlying principal in many Eastern cultures. The Philippines actually had a Reiki council dedicated to further spread of the practice. Tad tapped Ashton on the shoulder as he stood up and moved behind him.

"Just chillax. I'm gonna stand behind you and take some breaths to center myself. Then I'll gently touch your shoulders and back to direct the energy--" Tad paused and thought. "Which shoulder is it that you jacked up?" He definitely wanted to put some good juju on that.

[yanderederee]

ClinicVisit

March29th, 2004

Before… › here! › next! › …

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Baji jerked awake suddenly, the sound of his home phone ringing unusually loud. He’d been waiting for the sound all weekend….

… what for again?

He lay there spaced out, gathering his barings after the third ring.

“Ah shit, the vet!” He grumbled, and ran to the phone, hoping it didn't go to voicemail before he made it.

“Baji Keisuke, hello?” He quickly uttered into the phone after pressing the answer button. Still gravely from sleep, he felt a little embarrassed for how he’d sounded.

Waiting, he realized it took a lot longer for them to respond than he thought it would.

“Hello?” He spoke more clearly.

“O-oh.. Uh, Hey, Baji…!” Spoke a meek voice, nothing like the middle aged women he’d left the stray cat with a few weeks ago. It took him a second, not recognizing the voice over the phone.

“I-It’s y/n… Sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you.” You replied to the silence with more composure.

“Oh… Uh, no problem. What’s up?” He yawned, scratching his scalp with vigor. He’d been having his hair slicked back more than usual these days, now that your study sessions were becoming more frequent, what with midterms next month.

“Right, so, I was kind of bored, and went shopping,” You began to explain, a little rustle could be heard in the background, making him guess you were fiddling with a plastic bag. “And I found these Adorable little cat sweaters! And, there were these limited edition flavored treats, so I picked some of those too!”

Baji found himself smiling warmly at your excited voice, the rush of adrenaline from waking up too quickly began to easing. Peace immited the empty apartment as you spoke in his ear.

“So… Have you heard anything back yet? A-about Songo’s recovery?” You asked, seeming to shrink your voice after realizing that you’d been talking for two and a half minutes straight. Earning a little chuckle, Baji replied honestly.

“I’ve been expecting a call for a few days now, nothing yet though. I was thinking about checking up at the clinic after breakfast.” He noticed the little plate of rice and salmon his mom had fixed before work.

You seemed to perk at the mention of visiting the little feline. “Oh, can I come?! I’d really like to see her!” You beamed. why was his face suddenly so hot? “Uh… Sure, I guess.” Baji looked at the time. Barely 7. You really Did call early. He heard you giggling over the phone and his heart squeezed again.

“I can drive by in half an hour to pick you up?” He asked, starting to take off the wrap from his breakfast.

“Drive?” You asked, obviously confused.

Shit, he thought.

Still, you hadn’t seen him for what he was; a delinquent. He had yet to reveal anything about himself, behind his thick rimmed glasses and slicked back hair.

Of course you didn't know he drove a motorcycle. Sure, he associated with some questionable classmates, but you never looked further into it.

He struggled to think of an excuse, it's not like he wanted to lie, but maybe admitting he drove a motorcycle was too soon.

Wait, why was he so focused on keeping any of this a secret from you? Sure, it was a more approachable appearance, but he wasn’t meant to be. Why worry so much over how You saw him?

Oh.

He thought to himself, prolonging the silence plaguing the phone call. ‘I don’t want her to think poorly of me,’ to get scared of him like any other girl who spotted him crossing the street.

“Baji? A-are you there?” You asked, worried.

“Oh, sorry, I misspoke– Or uh, no I… I mean, I can meet you at that one intersection in half an hour, that okay?” He asked, cursing himself with a furious blush taking over him. How and why the hell did he mumble so much?!

Before giving a verbal reply, he was graced with your chiming giggle once more. “Yeah, I’ll meet ya there! Oh, I’m just going to dress casually, it’s a weekend after all.” You mentioned, almost as though to insinuate he should do the same. Was he reading that right? He wasn’t sure, Chifuyu was the one who got these kinds of things, hell, even Ryusei.

“Right. See you later.” He gruffed, hanging up the phone immediately, screaming at how fucking awkward he felt.

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True to your word, you stood by the intersection that split your home direction from Baji Keisuke’s.

You were indeed dressed casually. Not in the usual cute school uniform he was used to seeing you in. Appropriate for the weather, you sported a trendy sundress and sandals. He loved the way your hair also matched, done just a little different than usual.

You were so cute.

He couldn’t tell until he got closer, but you also had something tightly gripped in your hands.

“Looks’ like you made lunch for an entire sports team, for christsake.” Baji found himself leisurely jabbing. Gripping the furashiki tighter, you readjusted the bento boxes in hand.

Deciding he wasn’t ready to give up the image you have of him in your head, he made sure the fake thick rimmed glasses were clear of all smudging, and hair pulled back without its part this time.

His closet was a little on the alternative, he noticed today. He knew he had a style in the works, but not a lot else.

So, a pair of summer shorts and a fitted black t-shirt and some tennis shoes later, there he stood.

Once you’d noticed his arrival, you go ahead and blind the poor guy with a sunshine like smile, a happy chuckle, to credit his jab, no doubt.

What the hell?

What was that light?

Why is he spacing out?

You wore your hair differently?

The neckline of your dress was lower than your school uniform, earning a innocent view of your collar bones.

Your collar bones.

“Baji?” Pupils wide and still recovering from the shock, Baji found himself thrown back into reality. Now face to face with your resting curious face.

“Sorry, sun caught… In… the glasses.” He replied.

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Silence.

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‘HOW LAME!’

Baji Keisuke screamed in his head so loud he was sure his head would explode with how loud it was. That's why his face was getting red, right?

It was so painfully obvious that he was simply starstruck by your more relaxed form. Unlike Baji, you were one to read situations, and move on ..with a bit more confidence.

“Well, I was doing some research on what kinds of food are good for cats, and what helps them with recovery…” you lugged the awkward shape in your non-dominant hand. You had at least four bento boxes worth of food, all neatly wrapped with no wrinkles or edges.

“I was bored so I kinda made some. It's all good for both humans and cats alike!” You gave a thumbs up, clearly proud.

Baji seemed unimpressed. “Why’d you bring all of it though?” He asked. “It’d be less trouble to have brought her just one box? There’s no way she can eat that much.”

Scrunching your eyebrows, you gave half an eye roll. “Well, I thought some of Sango’s new kitty friends might appreciate a home cooked meal as well, don’t you think?”

Baji laughed, your reasoning seemed sound but it was obviously not the whole truth. “And what if they don’t accept outside food? Vets have to be careful what they feed their patients.” He teased gently. You made it so easy for him, too.

“Well, I guess I have no choice but to eat it; won’t I? A picnic wouldn’t sound too bad.”

“So what, you wanna join me?~” you offered.

“For a picnic?” He asked. You nodded, earning a more thoughtful expression to ghost over Baji’s features.

Baji’s never had your cooking before. Realizing this may be the opportunity to do just that, he shrugged. “No harm in it, I guess.”

Keisuke gracefully slid the furashiki’s handle from your hand into his own—-another trick he learned living with an overworked single mother. You almost looked like you were going to protest, but you were quickly stopped by the grin on your classmate’s face.

Composing yourself within a matter of milliseconds, you asked, “Baji, have you thought about getting contacts? I’m sure it’d make you look more mature.”

“And speaking of,” You continued, glancing at the wavy black hair pulled tightly into a low half bun half ponytail. “Your hair’s so healthy looking, wearing it up all the time is bound to give you split ends.”

Now, Baji has never been a fan of being lectured, but it was kind of hilarious how ironic it was. He purposely disguised himself from the very things you encouraged.

He just couldn’t help himself when he laughed, stifling it as best he could. “Hey! What’cha laughing at?” You pouted again, bumping his arm with your elbow.

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The vet was close by. Baji knew it well, since he’s been a regular in their rotation of stray felines. The current vet said so himself, that Baji could make a good vet one day. He kind of liked the idea, but how lame.

Baji knew he was going to do something awesome, like professional motorbiking or something.

Once he walked in, he held the door open expectantly for you, another gesture he didn’t remember doing before, even for his mom. “Morning Kei!” Smiled the middle aged receptionist, coming to a stand. “Good morning.” The two middle schoolers greeted her in unison.

“Well aren't you cute! You finally got a girlfriend, oh I knew you would, such a kind boy like you–” Baji interrupted her with a rudely loud grunt. “She’s the classmate of mine who found the long hair calico,” He announced, as though he’d told the women about you before.

Sensing his embarrassment, she let out a gentle ‘ope’ and retreated.

(You almost thought you heard ‘nosy hag’ being whispered under a breath, but surely not Baji.)

“Well, amazing news Kei! It looks like Sango here has made a complete recovery!” Announced another familiar worker, sporting a lab coat and gloves.

“Sango!” You chirped once seeing her cleaned and conditioned fur. “She’s so beautiful!”

The vet, you assumed, paused at your words, struck. “Oh you must be Keisuke’s girlfr–” “Classmate.” Baji corrected naturally, the air awkward, but laughably so. “Right, well, I’m happy to say not Only has she made a wonderful recovery, but Sango is also taking to the faux legs like a fish in water!”

“She’s already tried them out?” Baji stepped closer; the close proximity of his presence behind you suddenly making you feel small and– a flush took over your face and a shiver was sent through you. Weird.

“She sure has, wanna see?” The vet asked, not giving either of them a chance to reply before displaying the faux legs, which seemed more wheel-like, but smart design made so there was a functional joint to switch between laying down and standing.

Inspecting the advancement of modern tools, the two of you marveled as the vet sat Sango’s nubbed lower half into the seat, strapping her in snuggly.

Like a dog excited to see its owner, Sango swirled in circles toward Baji, pressing her cheek against his waiting hand with a loud purr.

You both watched as Sango ran back and forth between you two, the vet, and random toys. “She’ll need some time to get used to the balance difference, and has one last round of antibiotics. After that, she’s off to the races.”

The relief almost made you cry. You cradled the affectionate little cat to your cheek, obviously over the moon.

“By the way, has she eaten yet?” You ask, gently reached for Baji’s wrist, attempting to will it closer for access to the folded bentos. Baji internally screams again, your soft skin against his feeling starkly different.

He was having a stroke, right? He felt like he was going to puke, what the hell—

“I made a bunch of nutrient rich cat meals and treats!” You admitted, pulling out one of the– Wait, Baji had miscounted the last time he looked, there were definitely— Eight boxes. “I thought we could share with Sango’s friends!” You asked, expectantly.

Unluckily, not many animals actually were kept in clinics.

“Guess I did go overboard.” You laughed, seemingly unfazed. Yet, how come Baji took notice in a little look of disappointment. The expression went completely unnoticed, otherwise.

It was only then he started to notice how closely he hovered over you. It must be uncomfortable for you. He cursed himself before adding some space for your sake. “Say, if you’re looking for a bunch of cat friends to have lunch with, I know a place.” Baji attempted to tease.

Obviously thrilled by the invitation, you were curious where he meant.

“Sango should be ready for domestic life by tuesday!” the vet said happily, with a farewell gesture. “And Kei!” Sang the receptionist, giving the boy a thumbs up. “Let your hair down, stop bein’ such a stiff!”

Baji was baffled by the insult, he seriously Almost barked at her.

Upon leaving the clinic, you happily twirled around to face him,

“So, where’s that place with all your cat friends?~”

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[ashton-ryder]

His eye twitched at the terrible nickname given to him, alongside the comment on his preferred way to rot his own brain, "well the street's out there if you'd like to try the instant way. Bet we still have time with the horde before they get bored and leave." Ash gestured out the window, as if letting him know the option is there. There was soft laughter that came from the group watching the dog go squirrel! on screen, and it brought an unguarded, soft look to the surface as Ashton looked on, "..and I think it's good for them to have a little bit of joy, while they still have it." You never know when they'll lose these small comforts never to be seen again. At least a little distraction from the world outside these walls.

"I heard you the first time," Ash sighed, he wished they were strong enough to actually act like a downer and depressant, instead they don't even numb enough for him to sleep through the night. "it's not that much of a depressant, just for pain. Doctor's orders." Or he'd would rather give these a skip and save them for a rainier day for someone else. Judah didn't need to hear more about how battered and bruised the entire building was, they didn't need any more intel on the residence's current weak spots, lest they use it against them.

Judah's reply simply made him sound more selfish considering the 'family' that had let them in to safety. Not his family, then other than his brother, who is? Better not be the people across the pond in Long Island. Ashton simply put a pin in that comment, evident that these two brothers would not be looking out for anyone but themselves then. Ash pocketed the pill bottle back away from sight as it was acknowledged once again, looking the other in the eye as if challenging him, tone lowering into a warning, "that depends what the intent of your choices are." Guess that wasn't really all about smoking and pills anymore, but the bigger picture. "Wanna give the real reason why you guys ended up here now?" Ashton asked after a short silence, more accusational than he usually would be but it's hard not to hold suspicions.

❝ well, fuck, blondie. my bad for not realizin' you were trying to take your time with it. ❞ there's an almost devious lilt to the put-on drawl as judah's gaze instinctively wanders toward the exit ― at least to the room, if not the building at large ― before returning to ashton with a vaguely inquisitive crease forming at the corners. ❝ i'm more of an instant gratification kinda guy myself. all or nothin' type shit, yannow? ❞ and according to whatever tests they were running on him and his brother when they were busy getting poked and prodded like a bunch of potatoes at a goddamn science fair, it was looking a whole lot like nothing for him.

( he's yet to give any serious thought to the fact that jonah does not share in his immunity, finding that he actually really fucking hates the way his stomach twists up like a boardwalk soft pretzel every time he tries ― of all the dna that the two of them shared in the womb, jonah couldn't have absorbed a little bit of that, too? )

judah eyes the man curiously as he tosses back the pills. and yeah, he figures the guy's not casually popping bars in the middle of family movie night. for starters, he'd be a whole lot less tense if he were. in fact, judah's half-convinced the stick might just slide right on out of his ass like he'd lubed it up. ❝ downers, like i said. maybe not your anti-inflammatories, but the fuck do you think a muscle relaxer does? it's a central nervous system depressant. ❞ he clears his throat, takes another lengthy drag of his cigarette and exhales languidly. ❝ depressant. ❞

the question is enough to elicit a casual shrug as judah lets his gaze drift back to the animation flickering across the screen. ❝ ain't my fuckin' family, ❞ he replies breezily, ❝ but you could've fooled me into figuring it was yours. feels to me our choices― ❞ he nods toward the bottle in ashton's hand again, and now he's just looking to pluck at what appear to be already frayed nerves, to antagonize the man who's still eyeing him with the same disdain someone might regard a cockroach on the sidewalk, ❝ ―they don't really carry the same weight. ❞

[329general]

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[rottenbstrd]

the goal is to capture all of this in one big memorable movie🥳

this is gonna be fun.

[thisishowyoubreathe]

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[newyorkloveny]

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[nelsonleonel-thesuperartist]

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[yaelbolender]

Look at what I found by sorting my office desk! I’ve been searching for it during years... Which means that I must sort my desk more often. This is the show where I never went. Only one ticket given to my ex-husband at the last minute, none for me, a baby at home, no baby-sitter and anyway, I was a Mummy before being a fan. My ex-husband was very enthusiastic when he came back home and I could only cry... I’ve been regretting to have missed this during years, it was probably the only possibility I got to see Talk Talk live and I missed it. But I have no regret to have done my duty by taking care of my kid as any mother would do. Maybe this missed concert pushed me to make all these YouTube videos about Talk Talk later? I always had a very strange relationship with music, it even started when I was a baby. It will be the topic of my next video, by hoping that it gets less hot here, I feel exhausted because of the heat, but a next video will come soon, hopefully. #talktalk #march29th #1986 #olympia #paris #france #concert #thecolourofspring #tour #concertticket #hotpinkpurple https://www.instagram.com/p/CFqKX4xBkjr/?igshid=dnl2fwgu3ocz

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[femifaronbi]

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[barrygaudy]

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