#sans rant aside

[the-kk-crow]

“imagining dream becoming aware of that bit of privilege they hold and using it against anyone who is mean to nightie by pretending they was the one being victimized instead” - @unironicallyerror

[joshuaalbert]

just like. just out of curiosity. I wanna know how many people think geordi is creepy for the leah brahms plotline in booby traps but are cool with barclay in hollow pursuits. not even necessarily on this site i like to think yall have critical thinking skills but I used to look at the imdb reviews sometimes and people would be like “wow geordi is so creepy again” and I was like hmm I have some questions for the audience since we can do a 1:1 comparison

[pepi-nillo]

is the world using september to rehearse for halloween or

[lieutenantfloyd]

When Duty Calls - Beau “Cyclone” Simpson

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Summary: Commander!Reader and Cyclone have a years old tradition of coming over and sharing a glass of whiskey whenever something is troubling them. When Cyclone lets his feelings slip, reader realizes she’s been reading the situation wrong the whole time.

warnings: language, implied age difference, superior/subordinate relationship, slight 18+ content.

note: Thank y’all so much for 500+ followers! It means really does mean the world to me. Back to the fic at hand, this is 1900+ words of pure self indulgence. I’m already plotting at least one more part to this. Lastly, A Massive thank you to @austin-butlers-gf​ for listening to my many, many thirsty Cyclone thoughts and encouraging me to write this.

The bright San Diego sun shone in through your bedroom window, scattering white flits of light throughout the room. Most days you were already on base before the sun even considered rising, but this was one of the rare times you were allowed to practice the art of sleeping in. Unfortunately, your standard day-to-day schedule had made you forget just how sweltering your room grew during the day. 

Tugging your way out from under your blankets, you flipped your pillow over to the cold side and tried to settle back in. It wasn’t long until your new position grew just as uncomfortable. Soon any soft material within arm's length was promptly discarded to the floor in an effort to find the one cool spot on your bed. With your eyes still closed, you pushed up on your arms and rolled dramatically across the now empty bed until you finally found your oasis. A near silent sigh left you as you settled into the mattress.

Just as your luck would have it, just a few short minutes passed before your phone began to ring from beneath the mounds of material on the floor.

Rolling back into the sun you let off a string of curses toward the universe. Planting your feet on the ground, you began digging through the heaps of material. By the time the third cycle of your ringtone had come to a close, your recovery efforts had become nothing more than flinging your fluffy white duvet backward onto the bed. As the fourth chime began you finally spotted your phone. Answering quickly, you took a seat on the edge of your bed. A “Hell0” hadn’t fully left your lips before the man on the other end of the line was already speaking. "Open your door." "…what?" "Open your door. It's hot out here." "I was asleep." "It's 11:43 am, y/n. Now come open your door." "Fine, just… give me a minute." You responded, rolling your eyes at how he was implying 11:43 am was late. Throwing your phone onto the bed, you threw on yesterday's sundress and brushed your teeth before padding out of your room and towards your front door. Swallowing back a groan, you pulled the door open and met eyes with a surprisingly casual-dressed Beau Simpson. "Don't you have to be on base today?" You questioned. "Consider it Vice Admiral privileges, Commander." He answered, pushing past you to enter your small bungalow. - 10 minutes later, you were out on your back deck listening to your superior rant about a particular group of idiots (his words, not yours) that he had to deal with back on base. As he continued on, you noted how these moments had become more and more common over the years, especially as you and Beau navigated your respective careers and climbed the ranks in the Navy. All it took was a shared glass of whiskey for your collective egos to be set aside in favor of genuine human connection, something that was increasingly hard to come by in your profession. "-so not only did they directly undermine me and risk the lives of countless men, but Admiral Kazansky let them off with a slap on the wrist." He finished with a huff. "well maybe if you weren't such a hard ass all the time, they'd be a bit more inclined to follow your orders." You said sending him a playful wink. This earned a scoff of feigned annoyance from him, which you counted as a victory in your book. "If I wanted someone half my age to tell me I was an ass, I would've stayed at the base." He stated with a hint of humor. You smiled over at him and nudged his shoulder. "Mhm. You know you love me, Admiral." You say with a laugh before sliding the last sip of whiskey his way. His shoulders stiffened as he looks out towards the horizon. A rare silence falls between you two. He paused slightly, before throwing back the glass and letting out a shaky breath. "That I do, commander." Those four words caused the already unusual silence to grow thick and syrupy. You turned to look at him as his eyes set on something way off the coast, jaw taut with his signature look of confidence and determination. Yet this time you noticed something else beneath the surface. The silence grew heavier and heavier as you wracked your brain trying to figure out what that thing was. As his finger traced the rim of the glass, everything fell into place. You'd only ever seen that look once before. It was years ago in this exact spot when you'd told him you were being shipped off to some far off land to fight the good fight. Brief as it was, that look was burned in your memories. Furrowed brows and shifty eyes avoiding your own. All tell tall signs that he was nervous. The ringing in your ears drowned out the waves. Leaning further back over the railing, you turned, letting the wind whip through your hair as a few birds flew overhead. Squinting against the mid-day sun, you smiled. "Christ, Beau." You said through a shaky laugh before finally meeting his eyes. only then did he relax slightly, slowly turning his head towards you. "That was not how I expected this to go." He said, looking down and through the glass before looking back towards you. "You've been expecting this?" You questioned in an unintentionally pitched tone. At this, he pushed off the railing and turned to leave. Before he even made a step away, you grabbed his arm. Pulling him back towards you. He looked between you both with a watery curiosity before surrendering to your touch. "I hate you." "And here I was thinking you loved me." You said, standing up straight and matching his tone. This earned a smile from him, which in turn caused your eyes to grow soft in that particular way he loved. "I don't think I've ever seen you smile." You marveled. His smile grew wider and somehow shy. You took that as a go signal to push the boundaries. Stepping closer to him, your eyes meet his as your fingers trail up his arm. "It's... um... not something I've made a habit." "Well, you should. I mean holy shit." You beamed up at him. It was then that you realized these were the moments he showed his love. Sly smiles and teasing comments are spoken in close proximity, hidden away from judging eyes. Your hand snaked up his chest and around his shoulders, pulling him into you as a soft sigh escaped your lips. His arms found your waist as your head fell against his chest. There was a fluidity to these movements as if you'd done them a thousand times over. His hands stroked your ribs gently. The feeling of safety flooded your system, allowing your mind to drift. You remembered a conversation you'd had with your fellow aviators at The Hard Deck a few summers ago. Conversation and drinks flowed like always over a game of darts as the notorious egos of aviators reared its head. The topic eventually drifted to the various assignments that called the aviators out to North Island. This led to a heated debate about the leadership each mission had. Admiral Kazansky was well-liked, Rear Admiral Cain was feared, and Vice Admiral Simpson was a complete mystery. Conversation roared as they speculated, leaving you to just laugh along while thinking about all the little things only you knew about Cyclone. How much he loves baseball and hockey but rolls his eyes at football. How he hates the soft mosaic of grey that graces his otherwise dark undercut and how that mosaic is a little more prominent every time you see him. How he refuses to admit his eyes get misty when he watches the sun rise and set. How he always put his hand near you, but never makes contact. How he was engaged once, but never married. Breaking free from your thoughts, you pulled back from his arms slightly. He cleared his throat and tensed under your touch. Worried he'd pushed it too far. Ignoring the feeling of your heart breaking at his reaction, you moved your hands up to caress his face. Before you could even think about it your voice filled the now decreasing space between you two. "God, how did I not see it before? I am so in love with you..." You whispered, thumbs brushing over his cheeks. The words were barely out of your mouth before his mouth collided with yours. His hand found its way into your hair as you both deepened the kiss. His teeth nipped your lip, making a yelp escape from your chest. His arms snaked around your lower back and lifted you effortlessly onto the railing. His hips pushed your legs apart, prompting a moan to escape your chest. He smirked against the kiss and pulled you closer to him to keep you firmly in place. Ever the protector. The sharp scrape of your fingernails dug into his shoulders as he groaned happily into your mouth. His hips pushed harder into yours, prompting warmth to fill your lower stomach. His fingers began to trail under your dress as his hips met yours again, indicating he was feeling the same way you were. Your head fell to the side as his mouth made its way down your neck. Just as he began to slide your dress strap down your shoulder, his phone rang. Planting a firm kiss to your neck's pulse point, his hands landed roughly on either side of your hips as he rested his forehead against yours. You stayed like that for a moment. Eyes closed, pretending that if you just ignored the world, they'd leave you two alone in each other's company again. Yet the world kept spinning just as his phone continued to ring. Standing up straight, he let out a deep sigh before pulling the phone from his back pocket. - His fingers played with your hair as he took the call. There was something so attractive about watching him revert back into the leader headspace. He finished the call soon after and you leaned forward expectantly, only for him to send you a despondent look. "I thought you weren't needed today?" You said, disappointedly. "That's Full Admiral privileges, hun." He replied, fingers dropping to your hip. "I'm going to need you to start working towards that promotion, then." "Yes ma'am." He smirked down at you. He stepped back, allowing you to hop off the deck rail. Your legs were shaky as you led him silently back through your house and out the door. - Once outside, he turned to face you. "Are you free tonight?" "That depends on what you're about to say," you replied cheekily, leaning against the door frame. "I'll pick you up at six, and I want you in another one of these pretty little sundresses." He stated. That same warm feeling pooled in your stomach as his tone of voice washed over you and his fingers trailed the hem of your dress. As he lent down for another kiss your hand pushed into his chest, stopping him in his tracks. "People will see, Beau," you warned. "Good. Let them." He said simply before closing the gap between you two once more. Mere seconds later, he pulled his lips away just as smoothly as planted them, yet he didn't back up just yet. Rolling his shoulders back, he assumed his usual commanding posture before leaning in and placing a firm smack to your backside. "I'll see you tonight, Commander." he winked down at you before turning on his heel and making his way down the path to his car. You stood there dumbfounded as he drove off. Shortly after you closed the door and padded back to your bedroom. Throwing yourself onto your still bare bed, your thoughts are flooded with nothing but images of him. What in the world have you just gotten yourself into?

[french-vanilla-in-the-clouds]

𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐖𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐨𝐧, 𝐈 𝐌𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐖𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐨𝐧!

Sherlock x Watson!Reader

Summary: It’s been a near week since Sherlock has had a new case, and he’s positively vexed. But when John arrives with an unexpected visitor, things certainly liven up for the consulting detective.

Okay, so here’s the situation: John’s sister Y/N pops by 221B Baker Street, and Sherlock is just- smitten. Like, he’s unable to even function because he’s so into her.

Let’s see how this goes, shall we?

Requested by: Anonymous

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Bored. Bored. Bored.

Sherlock lay on the worn leather couch, staring up at the ceiling as he anxiously twirled a small blade in his hand. The steady London traffic could be heard below, only fuelling his impatience.

Six days. He had gone six days without a case.

This is absolutely absurd. London is always bustling! I’m sure there’s a bloody murder that needs solving... perhaps a quaint unexplained robbery?

Sherlock’s grip on the silver blade tightened as he expertly turned it over and over again. He felt shifty, restless... bored.

“BLAST!” Sherlock roared as he sat upright and lanced the blade at the wall opposite him.

“Damn it, Sherlock!”

John stared at the sharp weapon that had impaled itself in the wall by the doorway. It had landed mere inches shy of his nose.

“You could have killed me!”

“Precisely John! I very well could have, but I didn’t.”

“Well you were bloody close!”

Sherlock sat up and gave John a condescending smile before walking proudly to the kitchen, dressing gown dragging lazily behind him.

His voice echoed sarcastically as he paced about aimlessly. “I was wondering when you’d show up. The kettle’s on.”

John closed his eyes and sighed heavily as he took in Sherlock’s ragged appearance. The consulting detective was clad in his nightclothes despite the late noon hour; loose flannel bottoms, a white cotton shirt, and his favourite navy dressing gown. His hair was unkempt and a dark shadow had appeared on his lower face. In summary, he was a mess.

Sherlock paced frantically, voice animated as he began ranting to his friend.

“Six days John, a near week since my last case!”

“Sherlock-”

“One hundred and fourteen hours sans travail, and still, Lestrade can’t seem to find me anything!”

“Sherlock, If you would just listen-“ John began, calmly.

Sherlock stopped pacing abruptly, and turned briskly to face John, a frown on his face.

“Do you know what I need? Cigarettes. Do we have cigarettes?” He paused for a moment. “Or perhaps Ginger nuts... do we have any of those?”

Oh dear lord, he’s manic. John thought to himself, irritation creeping in.

“SHERLOCK!” John hollered, still standing by the flat’s entrance.

The consulting detective turned haughtily, a patronizing expression adorning his face. “Now John, there’s no need to shout.”

John gritted his teeth and spoke tersely. “Sherlock, did you forget what day it is?”

“Tuesday!” He quipped with a hum.

“It’s Sunday, actually” a voice called out from the hallway.

Sherlock’s eyes narrowed at the sound of the stranger’s voice. “John, you didn’t mention company.”

John closed his eyes again and pinched the bridge of his nose, trying desperately to keep his cool. “What I’ve been trying to tell you Sherlock, is that Y/N’s finally landed in London. You were supposed to meet her today, remember?”

Sherlock stared at him blankly. “Who?”

“Y/N? Bloody hell Sherlock, I’ve been reminding you of her visit for the past month. We spoke about it just this morning!”

“I’m sorry John, you know I haven’t the time for another one of your unfortunate dates.”

The stranger finally stepped forward, gently nudging John aside.

“Good to know. Do you think you can make the time to meet his unfortunate sister instead?”

All possible retorts remained up in the air as Sherlock lost his train of thought. The woman before him was strikingly beautiful. He stood in awe, eyes skirting over her as he tried and failed to make any useful deductions. For once in his life, the great Sherlock Holmes was at a loss for words. It was more than her beauty that had captivated him, it was the air of intelligence that surrounded her. The subtle certitude in her stand, the sincerity lacing her eyes. She was stunning in every aspect.

Y/N bit her lip anxiously as her brother’s flat mate stood silently, gawking at her from across the room.

He’s absolutely gorgeous she thought to herself.

The awkward silence dragged on, and Y/N began shuffling nervously, digging her nails into the flat of her palm as the man continued staring, not uttering a word. She finally met his gaze, and granted him a small albeit skeptical smile.

“Right then, introductions.” John interrupted, cocking a brow at his friend‘s odd behaviour.

“Y/N, this is-“

“Sherlock Holmes, consulting detective. It’s a pleasure, truly.” Sherlock stepped forward, closing the distance between himself and Y/N.

“Well, I’m Y/N Watson. It’s wonderful to finally meet you, Mr Holmes. John has told me so much about you.”

“I’m sure he has.”

Y/N reached her arm out and Sherlock met her halfway, grabbing hold of her hand, and shaking in greeting. His eyes met hers and for a moment, they simply studied one another.

Sherlock’s gaze lowered, focusing on Y/N’s lips. His thoughts wandered as he imagined the great multitude of fascinating topics which she might enjoy speaking of. Perhaps she enjoyed the discipline of science as much as he did... maybe she liked to read... she might even like dogs! And of course, he wondered what it might feel like to press his lips against hers, even if just for a single moment. To feel the warmth of her skin flush against his as they shared an impassioned kiss.

Y/N’s breath hitched at the contact, however amicable, of her hand being enveloped by Sherlock’s. She had been desperate to meet him for over a year now. Ever since John moved to 221B Baker Street, he had been calling his sister daily to recount his great adventures with the legendary Sherlock Holmes. Soon enough, Y/N had found herself harbouring an epic crush on the consulting detective. Though she’d never admit it, she had even started reading John’s blog just to satisfy her strange infatuation with the man in the trench coat.

John cleared his throat uncomfortably, spurring Sherlock and Y/N out of their thoughts. “Yes, well, I’m very sorry to interrupt this moment of yours, but, umm... tea?”

“No thank you John, it’s warm enough in here.”

“Y/N, it’s the dead of winter outside and Sherlock has all the windows open. It’s hardly warm.”

“Oh...” Y/N managed sheepishly. In retrospect, she realized the flat was rather brisk, though she could hardly feel the chill. She was so enraptured by Sherlock that a contented warmth had surrounded her.

“Also, I think the point’s come across, you can both end the handshake now.”

“Oh, we’re still shaking!” Y/N exclaimed, redirecting her attention to Sherlock.

“Yes,” he chuckled, “it appears we are.”

Sherlock finally let Y/N’s hand fall, and walked toward the hearth. As he stepped away, back to the Watsons, he could still feel a whisper of her touch, and subtlety flexed his hand.

RING, RING!

John took out his mobile phone and accepted the call, but not before rolling his eyes at Sherlock and Y/N.

Could they make it any more obvious that they clearly fancy each other? He thought to himself.

“Hello? Are you sure? Yes, I’ll tell him, he’s dying for a new case. Exactly, absolutely insufferable! Okay, yes, alright. See you then. Bye, Greg.”

John ended the call and turned to Sherlock.

“It’s Lestrade. He’s got something for you. An unexplained death on Campden Hill. Apparently a man died of carbon monoxide poisoning but there’s no traces of the stuff anywhere else in his flat. All the doors were locked, and there’s no sign of forced entry. Right up your alley I’d think.”

Sherlock thought for a moment, watching John’s reflection through the mirror above the hearth.

“Excellent. Watson, will you join me?”

“Of course, isn’t that what I do, join you on cases? Y/N, maybe you could spend the day with Mrs Hudson? I’m sure she’d be happy to show you about London.”

Y/N felt a bit disappointed as she realized the boys were about to leave. She was hoping for more time with Sherlock. He was positively captivating.

John was reaching for his jacket when Sherlock suddenly stopped him.

“Apologies John, I meant your sister.”

“Come again?” John deadpanned.

“Well, Lestrade obviously needs help, so I’ll put my best man on the case... you. I already have eight possible theories myself, I’m sure you’ll manage.”

Sherlock patted John on the shoulder, then took a step towards Y/N, smiling kindly. “Have you had any good chips lately? I know a little place where they’re prepared excellently. Would you care to join me?”

“I’d like that.” She said with a laugh. “I’ll see you later, yeah?” She whispered back to her brother, giving him a quick kiss to the cheek.

With that, Sherlock laced his arm with hers, and walked out the flat, boredom long forgotten. Finally, he had found something to truly captivate his attention.

John smiled and shook his head halfheartedly at the odd pair. Of course, he was a bit put off by Sherlock’s antics, but mostly, he was glad to see his friend and sister so blatantly content.

John was just about to head out himself when a sudden observation struck him. “He’s still in his nightclothes...” He said to himself amusedly.

It was clear that Y/N Watson would be staying in London for a long while.

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Voila, another fic!

Try reading Academic Reminder

If you’d like to be tagged in any of my future Sherlock fics, tell me in the comments!!

Thanks to whoever sent this request in, it was really fun to write! I had like zero ideas on how to see this through, but you can’t go wrong with a first meeting, right? It’s always a safe bet.

Okay, so I REALLY need to get started on my essay, wish me luck!!!

HAVE A BRILLIANT DAY!!!

[yaatrickyassification]

Dorm leaders reaction to the reader doing the: "So take off all your clothes trend." pt.2

[ pt.1, pt.3 ]

[ Kalim, Vil, Idia x gn! reader ]

"Ace, what is it?" You groaned out with a tired huff, Ace who looks extremely happy and was basically jumping all over the place, Deuce was beside him with an apologetic smile. "I'm sorry, [y/n]-san but please just go with Ace's antics this time, he's been ranting about it for three days straight and I'm losing some sleep." You look at Deuce worriedly before smacking Ace at the back of his head, "So? What is it about?" Ace rub the back of his forehead, a pained sound left his lips before he sprung back up and shove his phone onto your face. Trying to catch his phone from falling, you saw a girl wearing a brown jacket and dancing to the song, raising your brows at him. "And what will I get in return?"

Ace nodded before he motioned his fingers into dollar signs, sighing as Grim finally look alive with that notion, Grim shook you hard. "Come on! My henchmen, we've been short on money! I need my tuna!" At that statement, you can say no to Ace anymore.

But what you didn't expect is for the video to go viral.

Kalim Al-sim:

Kalim's the one doing the advertising for your video, Jamil get headaches every time Kalim pulled a student to the side of the hallways to just show him the video of you dancing, the pomefiore student was startled as the dorm leader of scarabia pulled him aside from the hallways, "u-um, hello Kalim-san is there anything you need?" At that question, Kalim grinned brightly like the sun and showed him the TikTok video. "Here! Watch this, you're gonna love it!" Jamil sighed before pulling Kalim away from the student. "I'm sorry for the inconvenience but we will be going now." Kalim pouted, "Why'd you do that Jamil?"

"Please don't do that again, just make another account and share it."

"Wait, you can do that?!"

You got another set of 100 followers the next day, You gape at the usernames of the new hundred followers as you let out a tired sigh, the next day you find yourself in front of the scarabia's dorm leader who was none other than Kalim.

"Kalim, please, I'm begging you. Stop making new accounts everyday."

"Wait, how'd you find out?!"

"Your usernames has Al-sim in all of them with different numbers."

"Oh."

Vil Schoenheit:

He found your video through his fans, his phone was buzzing up like no other, well his notifications were like that every day but it was out of the ordinary with how many tags or mentions he's getting per second. Vil click at a notification as his tags led him to an edited video. An edit of me? Vil lightly blush as your dancing figure went up in bright colors on his phone screen.

The edit was nicely done, it accentuates your dance moves more than the original video, Vil smiled to himself before liking the video and saving it into his phone for later, Vil was always shiningly beautiful but it seems to double more today.

"Roi de poison, your beauty shines even brighter today, what gives?" Vil raises his brow and looks towards your direction, "I always shine brighter than ever Rook, now move on to your classes, I'm gonna be talking to my potato for a minute."

"Oh, Vil? Do you need anything?"

"Come, to my dorm later potato."

"What why?"

"We need to make you even beautiful for your next video, I will support you all the way."

Idia Shroud:

One of the few people that found your video the second you posted it other than Cater and Kalim, watch your video as his daily dosage of serotonin, "Brother? You're watching that again? This was the 30th time this week."

"O-ortho!" Ortho laughs before going out of his big brother's room, Idia's hair goes up in flames with it turning a slight pinkish color, Idia mumbled out inaudible words, your video was playing on loop on his big screen. A knock on his door startled him, he flinch as his eyes came upon the sight of you who was at the entrance of his doorway, your face undiscernible as you continued to watch your video that was on his screen.

You smirk before looking at Idia with a teasing grin on your smug face, "Like what you see?"

Idia's hair burst out into big and bright flames, least to say that at least the dorm was saved before the fire got even worse.

"Didn't know that you miss my face this much. Just tell me a word and I'll dance for you only." You teasingly wink at him as he flush a crimson tint and so do his hair.

"I- p-please stop [y/n]."

[likesdoodling]

And here we have some sketches from my recent finishing of Bungou Stray Dogs! Chibi-ified! AAaayyy! 

-And since I’ve been learning Japanese for the last wee while, I can add captions in hiragana! ‘laughs in “Ohayou! Chibi~san!” “CHIBI~JANAI!!”- I technically spelt ohayou as ohaiyo in my sketch book but we’re just going to ignore that-

I’ve been trying to figure out how to draw a few of the main characters, but Dazai... I don’t know what it is about his face, but my brain is simply unable to comprehend proportions when I try draw him. Like. Chuuya. Is FInE! I can draw him with minimal effort! (When I say minimal, I mean the average amount of effort for copying an anime character-) Atsushi is also achievable! (I honestly haven’t drawn many of the other characters,- Ranpo is on my ‘going to try next’ list though,) But Dazai Osamu?!!! It just doesn’t work??

I have spent two weeks. Two Weeks. Trying to get this guys face right... And I managed it. Twice. Out of like, -I don’t even know how many attempts. 

*sighs in ‘rant over’

Anyway! It took a few months, -well a couple of weeks for seasons 3-4- but I finished watching Bungou Stray Dogs and story aside, I really like the clothes. Like, if I were ever to do a cosplay it would be from this anime. (TRENCHCOATS!!!~~~) from a character design/drawing standpoint, I really like Dazai, -even if I can’t really get his face right-. In a strictly, ‘I would never want to meet this kind of person in real life,’ kind of way. And a ‘I like characters with trench coats’ side to it as well. 

:D

[toranekooo]

Beautiful things are so fragile and ephemeral...

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Since we’ve reached the last Sans, let’s ask this question one last time: what would Papa Bear do if his reader already had a lover?

Please be warned of some violence and body horror.

The look on their face was a familiar one. Fearful. Seems like no matter how hard he tried to make himself small, it just didn't matter.

He knew somewhere in the back of his skull it was pointless.

He was too impossibly big to ever not be seen as a threat.

Or.. perhaps everyone else was just too small.

Hm.

Wait, now wasn't the time to get lost in thought.

The human was saying something to him, their words like static spreading across his mind and making his skull itch.

He did his best to focus, only catching on to the tail end of their words.

".....-ut h-here anyways?"

"hm?"

His question came across more as a grumble than a hum, making the human shrink back more.

"W-what did you want??"

They sounded more irritated now.

It reflected in their eyes, seeming to stare at him now with both disdain and alarm.

"ah," he said, stopping his hand from scratching at his head wound out of impulse. "...just.. wanted to talk.."

"About?"

Sans paused briefly, lowering his hand and securing it back into his jacket pocket, and glancing aside.

He said your name gently, the mere mention of it bringing about all kinds of images in his head.

Of your warm eyes and cheerful smile.

He could feel the corners of his own mouth barely tug up into a smile too, that was until the static and the itch returned.

"..I should've figured."

The annoyance in their tone was taking over the fearfulness, and they seemed to have steadied themselves in Sans' looming shadow.

"So, what is it?" It went silent again as Sans tried to put his thoughts in order.

He was here.. to... uh.. talk about you.

No, no.

Not about you.

About you and them.

Them and you.

And how you...

...you...

.......

"...Wel-?"

"...you should break up with them."

Now it was his turn to sit in silence as he was stared up with a relatively new expression, disbelief.

"What?"

He nearly spoke again but he was cut off from a small huff that was followed by a laugh as a human ran a hand through their hair.

"I.. I don't believe this."

Another huff.

"I mean, I guess I should've figured with the way you stare at them.. but.."

And an angry look.

"you've really got some fucking nerve..!"

Sans didn't say anything in response and instead just continued to gaze down at them impassively.

The human managed to match his gaze now and was standing there now as if waiting for something else to be said, but there was nothing left.

Just an awkward silence.

And again that look of irritation was taking over, almost blooming to an irrational anger as the human spoke again.

"And why the hell do you think we should break u-"

"you're a bad match."

The words just kind of tumbled out of his mouth, but they were the truth.

At least, that's the way he perceived things.

Sans would always catch on to the way your smile would falter slightly when this other human was around.

He hated it, watching your bright light be snuffed out by this..

Maggot.

It was eating away at your happiness bite by bite, fattening itself off the sweetness of your affections.

He couldn't stand it.

It was driving him crazy.

And now his skull was itchy again thanks to the static as the human sputtered and rebutted.

Something something how dare he, something something about how he had no right, something something..

Ah, he didn't care.

He really.. didn't..

....But you did.

Right?

Clearly you cared for this person in some capacity.

So.. he wanted to understand...

About what made them so special.

".....sorry.." Sans said quietly, somehow cutting off their angry rant. "maybe.. i'm not.. doin' this right.."

He barely managed to stop his fingers from itching at his wound again.

"....i'm bad.. with... uh..."

His hand flexed.

"words."

The human still didn't seem too pleased, but at least they stopped talking.

"...my lil.. uh.. therapist.. lady.. says it's important to see things.. from others point of view... which is why i wanted to.. talk.."

"....Right."

They crossed their arms.

"Well," they began, your name sliding out from between their teeth and making nearly every bad feeling fire off in his head at once.

He.. he didn't like it.

The way it sounded.

Sounded bad.

Awful.

Horrid.

He couldn't even focus anymore, the words becoming a blur underneath all the bad, bad, bad feelings.

His hand was flexing again and attempting to reach for something that wasn't there anymore.

Something he wasn't allowed to have.

Probably a good thing, honestly, or else this would've ended..

Badly.

But still.. he... can't..

"...understand.."

"..Huh?"

"i don't.. understand.."

Now the frustration was returning.

He could see it in their eyes, his own eyelights seeming to be reflected in them.

"What part aren't you getting? We've been friends for a long, long time and the relationship we have is special. I'm not going to break up with them just because you thin- guh!"

The human seemed surprised as Sans grabbed on to their face, his claws digging into their cheek.

Then that surprise melted away into fear once more.

That all too familiar emotion...

"Let... l-let go of me-!"

"...i'm trying.. to.. see things.. from your point of view..." Sans said dryly as his eyelight bore into their gaze. "therapist lady said to listen.. but i can't. you just don't make any sense.. so.. maybe.."

His words began trailing off more as he seemed to mostly be talking to himself, rather than to the human in front of him.

"...maybe i should.. actually.. see... as you do."

His free hand reached up to his head wound before trailing down to his socket, his long and damaged phalanges piercing through the unrelenting darkness in his skull.

There was a horrid noise as he dug deep, his one functional eyelight going out and leaving them in darkness as the maggot squirmed more in his grasp. Finally he plucked it out of his skull.

An eyeball.

Red and rotted, while a blackness oozed from his socket.

"W-what are you-!?"

Panic.

Another familiar reaction.

They were too small to do anything though as he held them still in his grasp, holding the eyeball out briefly before putting it in-between his teeth and biting down.

Squelch.

Funny that a bug that thrived off feeding on trash could look so disgusted at this action.

He could almost laugh if he wasn't chewing down the leftover remains of his old eye, that blackness now oozing down his chin.

Instead he brought his hand back down, closer to the human's face as their teeth audibly chattered.

That's when the kicking and thrashing started.

"Let go..! LET G-"

He strengthened his grip upon their face, causing them to sputter. Every flailing limb was met with solid bone. Every hit seemed to do practically nothing to the monster as he moved his hand in closer.

"...let's.. see things.. from your.. point of view... hm?"

They clearly tried to scream... ...but nothing but muffed cries came as he plucked it out.

.....

Disgusting.

Humans were so gross.

Still, he jammed it into his own socket, the world going blurry for a moment as the eye went every which way trying to orientate itself.

He eventually gave his skull a firm smack and it finally settled into place, the whole room lighting up in red.

...Ah. ......Everything...

....still.. looked the same? His head tilted to one side. And then the other.

Aas he glanced around, nothing at all seemed different.

The human in his grasp was still as vile as ever, now leaking water from their eyes.

..........Or..... eye.... rather...

It.. just didn't make any sense.

If they're both seeing the same things, how could they not realize how terrible they are for you..?

Were they blind? Or were they just being ignorant?

....

....Maybe.. ...He was still thinking about this the wrong way..? Maybe they... need to see things from his perspective?

He felt his hand flex again.

Ah, such a shame he didn't have it anymore.

Still.. he could...

He gazed once more at the writhing human, their attempts to break free getting weaker and weaker and they sobbed.

"....i'll... make you see... how bad.. you two are for each other.. then.."

He muttered, his hand reaching out and scraping along their head.

"make you see.. what you do to them.."

He dug his claws in, seeming to reinvigorate the human's desire to break free as they struggled. "how you hurt them.. and leech off them.."

They tried once more to strike his arm, his chest.. anything they could punch and kick but he hardly felt a thing. "...maybe... you need a little crack in your skull.. to see things.. clearly.."

CRRRRRRRRAAACK!

....Ah. They broke.

Seems like they couldn’t handle his point of view.

Clearly they were a bad fit for you after all…

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Kakuriyo no Yadomeshi Volume 6 Chapter 9 - Tenjin-ya's Autumn Festival

T/N: I hope you like this chapter, it's my "Britney's back, bicth" reappearance, my Nihongo got a bit wonked-out but I hope you all still enjoy this. Also it's a double-upload so please do take a seat, it's gonna be a roller-coaster ride y'all.

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This is my contribution to the scant English content of this fandom, and I worked really hard to finish this thing, it’s not like I just copy-pasted everything on some AI-translating site. I even had to build the kanji in Jisho one by one if I need to. Try it here and you’ll see what I mean.

Honestly if this light novel was officially-published in English, I wouldn’t even be doing this right now... And if it did, especially if it was sanctioned, I’d take this down to support the publishers and Yuuma-sensei. Creators support creators, is what I believe in.

If I still have enough energy to do it, I’ll prolly do 1-5 once 6-10 has been done, or however long I can manage to translate the raw texts, sometimes my soul gets absorbed by some entity and I have to get it back piece by piece lol.

As previously-mentioned in earlier chapters, if you stumbled upon this one, the two seasons of the anime covered volumes 1-5, so other than the extra details, you didn’t miss much stuff. Believe me, I sped-run them with 50% comprehension then rewatched the anime, and they're more or less the same.

OK here it goes, enjoy~

P267 It's the end of October. In Utsushiyo, there is an event called "Halloween" which is associated with wearing costumes, I wonder if it's festive and lively and huge right now?

But then again, this is Kakuriyo. For countless days now, Tenjin-ya has been celebrating the bountiful harvests in the Autumn Festival. Because this is the biggest autumn event in here, this time around it was gossiped about that Tenjin-ya will be celebrating it differently than before.

As per Ginji-san's suggestion, Tenjin-ya's interior as well as the gardens were decorated with Japanese-style pumpkin lanterns lighted up by ogre-fire.

Maps were given to guests at the front desk, which guide them in finding the flashy lanterns placed at the service station and resting areas where the employees are gathered as they give away sweets and snacks.**

Pumpkin lanterns are considered rare in Kakuriyo, and with an event that seems like treasure-hunting in the underworld, it was a very popular event enjoyed by both adults and children.

Only one other place was also decorated with the pumpkin lanterns as a rest stop, and that is Yugao.

Here, aside from the usual sweets given out to everyone, Kasuga and I also give out the newly-developed product "Hell-juu".

This is because this product is being promoted and advertised as a "revolutionary" and "pioneering" product.

T/N: In Japan, anything labeled as お菓子 (o-kashi) are considered as tiny snacks, not limited to sweets but also small amounts of salty and savory stuff like 煎餅 (senbei - rice crackers)

P268 Since this year's opening for the Autumn Festival hasn't started yet, along with the tea time business operations, I was just sitting outside Yugao where tea is usually prepapred, as I was making a list of fun Autumn sweets that Yugao can offer to customers.

Right now, this is the food and snack lineup for sale in Yugao: -> Sweet potato and purple yam ice cream -> Buttercream-filled bread rolls with raisin and walnut -> Melt-in-your-mouth persimmon pudding (with persimmon leaf tea)

Since in Utsushiyo sweets are a big hit during Halloween, I also took a great liberty to do them too. And surprisingly, the bread rolls filled with buttercream and with raisins and walnuts were especially well-received by so many.

The grapes that we picked from the fruit orchard were hung behind Yugao, in order to make raisins. These raisins, along with the roasted walnuts were mixed with homemade buttercream**, and then turning them into an easily-consumable hand-held cream bread roll.

When I made the buttercream by hand, it felt nostalgic, I missed how the sweetness and how it feels in my mouth was to my liking. The full cream feels very different from the raisins and the walnuts, it wasn't a distasteful mix at all, and it makes them even prominent from the sidelines.

Since it tastes better when fresh from the oven, we had a label up that says "we bake them as you order them".

"Oh my, Kasuga-chan, since when did you switch to working at Yugao?" "I thought you already quit being a Tenjin-ya employee?"

T/N: Please never make homemade buttercream with your bare hands, unless your hands and arms are buff AF. Use a mixer ALWAYS. A message of concern from someone who HAD TO DO IT BY HAND and now has PTSD. The pain wasn't worth it. T_T

P269

Yugao's regular customers who came by during tea time were shocked to see that Kasuga was at work. Nobody knows though, that today was inevitably Kasuga's last day working at Tenjin-ya.

"Ahaha, but it's not bad working as a sales lady in a sweets' shop, you know?"

She doesn't show it in her innocent smile, but Kasuga does everything that she can to keep on serving each and every one of the customers, ceaselessly ushering them in and giving them what they need.

With that going on, I was able to concentrate on making the dishes, and the rounds in the shop went on smoothly.

More than anything else that I was grateful for, was Kasuga's know-how when it comes to serving guests. She even taught Ai-chan how to politely interact with the customers. Even though Ai-chan now regularly appears at the shop, she's still a beginner and likely will make mistakes. To Ai-chan that is more of a support, every now and then we give her some advice.

To be honest, the more that she moves the more she gets the hang of it, and the more she gets the hang of it, the more that she gets motivated to work.

So far it seems that whatever she sees, she does it in a similar manner. That is something that employees at Tenjin-ya learn from their superiors - cultivated by the toiling and grinding for so many years, this is by any means not a very easy thing to do nor learn by anyone's standards.**

Doing so much work, running so much errands... is this day ever gonna end...? Aaaarggh..

Kasuga keeps saying "this is too much" as she keeps running to and from here in the kitchen, urgently taking orders, relaying the information to me, and getting exhausted doing so.

T/N: Double negatives are really a pain in the arse I tell you. Arrrrggh lol

P270 "Aoi-shaaaa~n, please give me pumpkin sheeee~ds"

Before opening up for the evening's business hours, it was crunch time for prepping the ingredients. Kasuga and I arranged the chairs outside, while Chibi, who turned the pumpkin lanterns into a playground, was begging for pumpkin seeds.

"Why are you asking for pumpkin seeds?"

"They're delicioussssh~"

Because we used up so many pumpkins today, we have a lot of pumpkin seeds.

Giving him some pumpkin seeds from the kitchen, Chibi holds one and starts gnawing it with his beak, skillfully picking out the contents to eat.

Somehow, he looks like a hamster eating a sunflower seed...

But, just as Chibi was about to take the last bite, for some reason it seemed, he was starting to behave like he had an intense dilemma, and he stopped eating the seed.

"What? What's the matter? Is that a nasty-tasting seed?"

"This pumpkin sheeeed, If I plant thissss under the willow tree, I'm going to help it grow. Then when it bearssssh fruits, Aoi-shan will make me a dish from it. And the sheeeds... I will eat them."

Wait, wait, what's going on?

After immediately running towards the willow tree, Chibi using his webbed fingers started digging and tearing up the ground, and with some skills he has planted the seed into the ground.  Well, for sure he can grow it like that, but...

"Wh-?"

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And in that exact moment, on the other side of the willow tree...

Within the inner garden some mysterious movement was happening, which was a young couple, and when I noticed them I called over saying

"Is something the matter?", to which they immediately came towards me.

"Uhm... have you seen an item that has been dropped around here?"

"A missing item? What is it that you have lost?"

"Uhm, that is... A silver bracelet..."

After asking them about it, it seemed like the young couple was newly wedded, and had their honeymoon here in Tenjin-ya.

They were a very typical young couple. According to the young bride, it was a silver bracelet that her own mother had bequeathed her  before she got married.

It seemed that it got lost somewhere around pumpkin lanterns, and they have been going around and around the pumpkin lanterns in order to find it.

Even though it was supposed to be a very special occasion, the young bride looked so pitiful, with her face full of so much worry and anxiety. Could it possibly be that Yugao may have caught sight of that bracelet...?

"There, there! Tenjin-ya has a Lost and Found, maybe they have it in there? They probably have it there already, they always find all of the guests' lost items, for sure. I'll lead the way over there, ok?"

Hearing our conversation, Kasuga immediately popped over and courteously lead the young couple while saying "this way please".

I saw that the young bride smiled to her husband with a sigh of relief.

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As expected of Kasuga, isn't she is a clever, competent employee?

"I have so much concerns, but by leaving everything else to Kasuga, I don't have to worry so much. Then I only have to give it my all with my cooking." I'll need to add more items to Yugao's regular menu, and I am not limiting it to this year's Autumn Festival specials.

-> Crunchy salad made with lightly-pickled pumpkin topped with the Southern Lands' tuna -> Assorted Tempura Platter (Pumpkin, Chicken), garnished with Kimon's famous product, pumpkin -> White fish and autumn vegetables simmered in a thick sauce - A rare set meal, featuring Odanna-sama's homegrown autumn eggplant

But, the most special menu item, which is also served to guests as appetizers, is the Pumpkin and Soy Milk Potage. Foremost, because it has shredded onions and homemade bacon, which was stir-fried with care.

This brings out the umami taste of the shredded onions and homemade bacon, and the bite-sized pumpkin slices' flavor explodes into the whole soup as it boils and simmers down.

"Aoi-san, thank you for your hard work." "Oh, Ginji-san, thanks for the hard work."

Ginji-san was making his rounds in Yugao, he was in the middle of executing his plans and arranging the setups, when the potage was just about ready.

For the sake of drawing up the plans while still doing his management duties, Ginji-san seems so busy even for today.

But, as expected, you can't even see tiredness in the fresh and lively smiles of Ginji-san.

"Ginji-san, it seems that your well-though plan was a huge success. Everyone seems to be enjoying it."

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"Oh, it's not like that. It's just that it happened to be dark when we set things up for the guests. It would have been easier to hold the entire event during daylight hours but... The lanterns' lights won't show up. But if it was held during the evening, then it slowly becomes more and more Halloween-y. The pumpkin lanterns' lights are seen even from above Tenjin-ya's skies."

"Ahhh, then that's wonderful. Even I myself think that it already has the best Halloween vibes. But then again, the Ayakashi world already seems Halloween-y, so I don't know if that translates well..."

Originally meant to be held as a talisman against evil spirits during Halloween, it has changed, and the pumpkin lantern is now used as a fun decoration for Halloween by common folk and travelers alike.

Increasingly, due to the avoidance and ignorance of magic among humans, the ayakashi have slowly warmed up to the idea of pumpkin lanterns and see them as something fun.

Even Jack-O-Lanterns can surely make anyone in the underworld cry.

“By the way, Aoi-san, the pumpkin smells good, doesn't it?"

"Yes, and it's also because of the pumpkin potage I made. I'm going to put a lot of soy milk when I make it, so  it easily goes down the throat, and it's healthy too."

"Ohhh, that sounds delicious."

I placed all of the sauteed onions, bacon, and boiled pumpkin in a see-through mixing bowl** and mixed it all in. Once it has turned into a paste, I was helped by Ginji-san as I strained all of the contents.

Once it got a smooth consistency, I placed it back again in a pot to boil while adding a lot of soy milk.

By using soy milk instead of cow's milk, it stands out by tasting as refreshing and as mellow as a stickleback.

T/N: The transliteration was "goldfish bowl mixing bowl" but that sounds so unsanitary so I made it boring lol

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The bacon's umami has already dissolved, and I was putting a small amount of salt and pepper for seasoning.

"Ginji-san, have some of these first before you go back to work. After all, you probably won't have much time eating tonight, don't you?"

"Yay, it's a good thing I waited."

I poured some of the pumpkin potage into a bowl, and handed it to Ginji-san.

"Ah, after this please have some of the bread rolls. There's still a bit left of the canned tuna, so I could make you some tuna salad sandwich."

"Wow, really? Then I'm gonna eat a lot! It's because canned tuna is my all-time favorite!"

"Ohhh is that so? Alright, please have some potage while I go fix you one."

There was still a bit left of the prepared shredded onions, so I quickly stir-fried them, divided some into a bowl and added some canned tuna to mix. I added a bit of pepper to the homemade mayo, then some soy sauce to make simple flavoring .

The canned tuna from the Southern Lands, was very much different from the canned tuna sold in Utsushiyo, the flesh feels more sturdy and I could feel it as I mix, mix, mix the ingredients altogether...

"Hm.. I think this is ready and good to go."

After cutting the bread roll in half, I took a bit of the flavored mayo and added that to the bread roll, after which I added the tuna with stir-fried onions. That's it. Simple is best. That.. is the only thing needed to make a really good tuna sandwich.

T/N: Just a reminder that this is not a cookbook but yeah you can try the recipes out. I am not liable for any mishaps lol

P275

Even as he was sitting on the counter where I handed his sandwich, Ginji-san didn't seem  to be holding back. He just sank his teeth into the tuna-filled bread roll. After chewing it noisily, he took a gulp of the potage.

"Hmmm, this is so delicious! The crunch of the stir-fried onions are still there! The saltiness of the tuna goes so well with the spiciness of the onions. This unsophisticated bread roll, along with the sweetness of the potage, they work exceptionally well together, don't they?"

"It seems like it. Nobody can hold back from a simple tuna sandwich, it will be the death of working people."

Unlike other dishes that are a hassle to make, this one is delicious yet really simple. These days I just enjoy eating a lot of sandwiches like that, but because I have been eating that since I was a child, it has been my long time cherished food.

So this is how it is, using a bread roll. Somehow, this gives of the feeling of elementary school food back in the day.

And yet, Ginji-san seems to have enjoyed eating it so much...

"Wahhh, this light snack has filled and warmed up my entire body, it was really delicious. Now I can go back to working at my best!"

Wow, it seemed that Ginji-san was really hungry back there. I'm gonna tell him that he can come again to eat when he has some free time later.

"Oh, right, I just remembered. The pumpkins that you used for the potage, aren't those the ones grown by Odanna-sama himself? It's truly mysterious, he even started growing that pumpkin that he hates so much."

"But.. surely, I think that even Odanna-sama will eventually come to like this potage."

And just like that, even though Ginij-san was still smiling, his gaze quickly dropped down.

P276

It was a quick reaction. I wonder if he's worried about something...

"Kyaaaaaa! Please stop it Kasuga, please stoooop!"

!?

That came as a surprise. Out of nowhere, shrieks can be heard from outside.

"That voice... It's the Ookami-sama!"

What on earth is happening? Ginji-san and I went out to take a look.

It seems that there's some commotion at the main building, and at the west tower a multitude of waiters and waitresses were gathered around the one-eyed Ookami-sama. It was so noisy that the guests have also started to notice it.

"What is going on here, may I ask?" "Oh, Wakadanna-dono, that girl Kasuga, please make her stop!" In a very shrill voice the Ookami-sama begged and clung onto Ginji-san.

What the, Kasuga is on the roof of the western tower. Both Ginji-san and I were shocked.

"Wh-what's the matter Kasuga? What on earth are you doing over there?!"

"K-kasuga-san! It's dangerous up there, please go down in a safer place!"

Hearing our voices down below, Kasuga glanced toward us and took all of her voice out

"Uhm..."

"It was a crow. It was a crow that took our guests' silver bracelet. Please wait, I'll

P277

go down as soon as I can."

"Oh... that crow! That crow that took my kanzashi a while back!"

For sure, at the top of that western building, that one, shameless, impudent crow, whose looks we all despise. On its beak there was something glittery, could that be the guests' silver bracelet?

It seems that when Kasuga found out about it, she climbed all the way up the tower in order to get it back.

But whenever Kasuga was about to move, it seems like she's about to slip her feet and fall down, and it does not bode her well.

"Aaaahhhh! Kasuga please stop it right now! If something happens to you I will not be responsible!!!"

Ookami-sama is now starting to lose her wits.

As if it was normal though, Kasuga just said "Shhh, be quiet" and started focusing her attention to what she was doing. But the crow being a crow, it started darting back and forth towards Kasuga as if she was an idiot. It seems to be relishing the whole commotion.

"AAAAAH!"

"K-kasuga!"

That crow swatted at Kasuga's head and this caused her balance to break, slipping over the roof tiles and sending her down.

P278

Everyone started shrieking out loud. The Ookami-sama somehow lost her spirits, while being supported by the waitresses as they sat in that place and dealt with the whole incidence.

But Kasuga's fingertips were able to stay in place, and while keeping her body in balance, she was able to climb up on the roof again.

Eventually, Ginji-san said "I'm coming to help you" and just when it seemed that he was changing into his giant fox form while saying "Please hang on-"

"Aaaaah!"

From behind, on the other side someone tightly grabbed Ginji-san's third tail from the right, which was hanging down. Because of that, he didn't transform completely, and he ended up with his baby fox form.

When he looked back, he saw that O-ryo's face was looking at him relentlessly.

"Wakadanna-sama, this is none of your business. This is something that Kasuga must follow through on her own."

"But.. But O-ryo!"

"Aoi, just shut up and watch."

O-ryo, what the heck are you even thinking right now?

On the other hand, poor Ginji-san seems to be dejected. Humiliated as he is, he casually hid behind me as he trembled and shook. So it was true that the third tail from the right was really weak...

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"Kasuga!"

From yonder, O-ryo's voice reached Kasuga who was still on the roof.

"It's our guests' important missing item you know. Don't let that crow get away with it!"

"O-ryo sama..."

Everyone in there had no idea why O-ryo would say such things.

Kasuga was being made to retrieve the guests' silver bracelet.

Ookami-sama shrieked out "What on earth are you even saying!!", but O-ryo just flat out ignored her screams, and when Kasuga looked at O-ryo, she immediately understood, she looked like she braced herself tightly as she started climbing back onto the roof again.

"Ouch!"

The crow, while still holding the bracelet in its beak, started attacking Kasuga furiously.

As Kasuga kept crying "Ouch! Ouch!" in hushed tones while the crow was relentlessly attacking her outstretched hand, she pulled out something from inside her kimono.

"Look here, This is the "Hell-juu" that Aoi-chan made~ It's delicious~"

"..."

"What in the.. Kasuga was carrying a concealed "Hell-juu"?

Kasuga realized it in an instant, when the crow's eyes started twinkling, and she didn't miss the opportunity to use the "Hell-juu" as bait, and flung the manjuu.

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The crow opened its beak wide, and perfectly caught it.

On its beak it replaced the silver bracelet, which dropped and rolled down, down down from the roof.

"No, wait!"

The bracelet has dangerously rolled off the roof, someone needs to chase after and grab hold of it but...

Good thing she was surrounded by the west tower's walls, Kasuga already leapt off the roof and and shot off into the sky.

This was a scary feat, and as Kasuga was clutching the bracelet in her bosom, her true form was revealed, and in an instant, on the chimney, there stood a tiny tanuki.

"Ohhh, Kasuga!"

Nobody dared close their eyes.

Even though she wasn't swayed, O-ryo kept watching over Kasuga.

"Nice job, Kasuga!"

O-ryo swung her sleeves, and rolled up a really powerful snowstorm.

The snowstorm wrapped up and cradled tiny tanuki Kasuga, the air gently softened the impact and she fell onto the ground with a plop.

Kasuga got covered by the snow and was shivering, and she fell on her ribboned backside. We had no idea if she got any major injuries.

"Kasuga.. Are you cold?"

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She was asked by O-ryo, who had a daunting stance in front of her.

Kasuga, while still shivering, slowly opened her cute, round eyes.

It was because O-ryo was looking at her without much concern.

"When you had no choice but to bear that cold, before you looked like a tiny tanuki that was being pelted on by the harsh cold winds of the northern lands, if that happens you'll instantly get frozen up. A frozen tanuki..., When you look like that, little by little... You'd look like a pudgy, stumpy, cute little tanuki!"

Upon saying those words, O-ryo looked up in the sky as her face became distorted.

With her hands on her waist, she remarkably looked very elated.

"Even though back home I hated being a snow lady, the snow folk families are very tight-knit and clannish. You'll think that we're cold, lonely, and harsh but... Please don't imagine us like that. Even though you're a shivering tanuki, you won't get looked at without getting any pity."

"O-ryo..."

In the end, no one else was more worried about Kasuga than O-ryo.

Because she knew about so much stuff on the northern lands and the snow folk, she had always been so worried about Kasuga going to live there...

That's why when she said that she was quitting work and getting married off to live there, O-ryo had a very strong stance against it.

"Wahhh, O-ryo sama!!!"

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With a pop, Kasuga returned to her human girl form, and hugged O-ryo's waist.

For sure, it helped that O-ryo expressed her thoughts, and once again it was reassuring.

It must have been so awkward for the revered O-ryo, but it seemed that Kasuga was someone she was deeply concerned about.

O-ryo hasn't said anything yet, but only kept patting Kasuga's head.

The crimson twilight has appeared, and it was a memorable sight, the two's silhouettes hugging each other.

That O-ryo has always been selfish and gets her way, but not right now, for she is supporting her kouhai and sending her off, and now she appears as the wonderful sempai attendant.

"Well, now hurry off to return the guests' bracelet. What a pity, they couldn't find it so for sure they're in the lobby all depressed."

"Oh, right!"

"And after you're done here, go to the banquet hall that I'm in charge of, up until the end I will make you word hard."

"Heeeeyy, even though right now, Kasuga is helping at Yugao?!"

"Hee hee hee. Too bad, Aoi. Give us Kasuga. From the very start she has always been my subordinate."

Even though Kasuga was bewildered, I gave up and put up a bitter-sweet smile at her saying "Well, we can't do anything about that", and even as she wore a burdened smile at me, she hurried back to the lobby quickly.

And without missing a beat, that woman O-ryo called out to all the onlooking attendants and said "Alright everybody, back to work!" and directed and

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guided everyone on what to do as they went back to the main hall. Even that Ookami-sama went back while she was shaking and trembling...

After seeing what happened, no matter what anyone says, I believe that O-ryo is still skilled at being a Wakaookami.

Every since the beginning, that has always been what Kasuga knows.

And even until now, she still believes it.

"Aoi-san, it seems that even for today, it's busy hasn't it?"

Ginji-san, who was still in his tiny fox form, at my heels, spoke out cheerfully.

I picked up Ginji-san and held him in my arms.

"Heheh, well, it is. But.. Ai-chan learned so many things from Kasuga, Yugao will just continue business as usual."

"Well, if my abilities weren't so limited, I would be going there to help out too. I know that I have no business saying this, but during the time that Kasuga was in Yugao, I felt a bit lonely."

"Aww, really now? But I think that if Ginji-san's workload decreased, you'd be very happy, won't you? But if you're there, you'd still be worried."

While petting his fluffy tails, we looked at each other and stifled a laugh. Well, nightfall is drawing near.

All around Tenjin-ya, the pumpkin lanterns' lights grew even brighter.

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And in a few moments, Yugao's evening business hours will be starting.

A few guests will appear here and there and would start lining up in front of Yugao, so we need to get back quickly.

x-x-x

That day's business hours was booming.

There were no unexpected increase in customers, it was an announced event and everything went successfully just as planned, all of the ingredients were properly allotted and there was no shortage. It was very busy, but Ai-chan and Chibi were there, and thankfully Ginji-san occasionally pops right in to help, and up until closing hours the rounds in the shop went well without a hitch.

The huge number of guests were also due to the advertisements in the souvenir shops, and it was something worth celebrating for.

"Whew, finally it has ended. Ai-chan and Chibi you're both tired too, let's go to sleep!"

After business hours, Yugao was empty and we were done cleaning up after the day.

With her head facing up, Ai-chan was out like a light and was fast asleep in the corner of the tatami seating room. I brought a blanket from the kitchen and covered her up with it. Even though she easily falls asleep these days, now she easily doesn't go back into the pendant, and I call that progress.

Beside her was Chibi sleeping soundly again with a swelling snot bubble.

Ginji-san has left Yugao afterwards, surely after the events it will still be busy,

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and it always has been the case.

There were still huge celebrations outside. A huge pumpkin lantern with ogre lights is flying on top of Tenjin-ya, it looks like there's still a show going on.

I'm sure that it looks very pretty. It's very much visible but, I can't see it from here so....

"Aoi, thank you for your hard work."

"Oh..."

The sliding door to Yugao opened, and it was Odanna-sama.

I did promise to do something, he probably came in to remind me.

"Why do you look so surprised?"

"Not really... Aren't you busy? I feel bad, I didn't know that you'll be coming here..."

"Oh, well an invitation from Aoi is very generous. At this time of the night it already has been empty and closed. Even my stomach is already empty."

"Aww.. Well, I apologize for that."

However, I was glad that he came.

Because I was on a quest to help Odanna-sama overcome his difficulty with pumpkins, and I did my best in researching pumpkin recipes for him.

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"Sit over at the counter. Oh.. Now that we're looking at it, it feels weird that Odanna-sama has come to Yugao to eat."

"You're saying that now that I've finally come here?"

"..."

"While I was going here, I didn't hear anybody saying any complaints about it."

Probably, but...

If Odanna-sama has been going here to Yugao from the very beginning, it would seem that, with his position, in the eyes of the other employees, he is showing some favoritism, I think.

During those times, even if that guy didn't say anything, even if I didn't know about it, we were just following protocol.

"Oh, uhm... I want Odanna-sama to try eating some deep-fried meat patty with pumpkin.

"Deep-fried meat patty with pumpkin? Hm... I haven't heard of that kind of food before."

Some food he never had before, and pumpkin, these made Odanna-sama in some way, very nervous.

While holding his pose he went over to the side counter, and I could only gaze at him from the side.

"It's image is similar to a croquette made out of pumpkin. I didn't sell any in the shop today, this is a dish I made exclusively for Odanna-sama behind the scenes. There's a lot of meat, and the meat patty has some spicy peppers."

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"Being an exclusive recipe.. That's so much like a wife, I'm so glad."

"What? Which part?"

"But a meat patty with spicy peppers... Uhm.... I don't know how that would taste like."

Odanna-sama's face says it all... Pumpkins that are supposedly sweet mixed with meat and chilli peppers.. I dunno how that goes.

"You wait right there. I'll make you something. Oh, also have some of the potage I made."

I heated up the potage I made, and placed it in a small bowl. I made Ginji-san some bread rolls to add to his, but for Odanna-sama I made some garlic croutons out of the bread crusts and added it on top.

Holding his spoon, while looking confused, Odanna-sama took a spoonful of the potage in his mouth.

"Mmm.. I didn't imagine that it's easy to drink. I imagined it would be thick, but it's goes down smoothly."

"I strained it many times. After adding a lot of soymilk, I added simple seasonings to it."

"What are these things that seem to be afloat?"

"Those are croutons. Is this your first time eating them? I added some garlic and salt to some cold bread crusts, cut them into tiny pieces, and toasted them on the stove. It adds a nice salty taste, and I think it keeps the soup's sweetness more interesting."

"Oh.. You're right. This is good. I could readily drink all of this!"

The garlic's flavor was effective, and the croutons were crunchy. The aroma and the texture, it seemed that Odanna-sama

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enjoyed the potage.

It seems that he has already drank all of the potage up, I should make him the deep-fried patty now.

While I was about to start cooking, Chibi, who was sleeping beside Ai-chan, woke up, and went towards Odanna-sama.

"Saaaay Ogre-shaaaan, how do you grow a huuuuge pumpkin?"

"Hmm?"

Chibi started climbing onto Odanna-sama's sleeve, and started asking him on how to grow pumpkins.

That little one, he got passionate for growing pumpkins.

Odanna-sama being an Odanna-sama, happily started talking about and teaching Chibi about how to plant pumpkins. It seemed that he suddenly bonded with Chibi as an older brother, like a commander of vegetable farmers and holding secrets...

Well, Odanna-sama can take care of Chibi on the side, and I will be making the deep-fried meat patty with pumpkin.

While the pumpkin gets soft and mushy as it's being boiled, I'll make some other dishes, and I already prepared the ingredients.

I finely chopped some onions and stir-fried them, and mixed these with both pork and beef in a bowl, and added the pumpkin and an egg yolk after that, then splashed some soymilk in, and kept mixing everything until it has gotten very sticky.

Then I made some sauces for flavoring, some salt and pepper, seven-spice and chili peppers, and a spoonful each of secret ingredients: mayonnaise and ketchup.

Now it's just like frying your usual fried food. The meat was shaped into a round patty, and dipped these in flour, beaten egg and panko crumbs,

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and fried them in oil.

The sauce is also conventional. Homemade ketchup and Worcestershire sauce, with roasted sesame seeds were mixed together.

The deep-fried meat patty is now well-done. I made Chibi's tiny meat patty while I was at it.

I piled a huge amount of shredded cabbage on a plate, and arranged two large pieces of fried patty.

I placed a lot of the sauces in another container, so that anyone can add whatever they like.

In another bowl, I added the pumpkin soup and croutons plentifully.

To make it really into the delicious flavors of autumn, I stir-fried some mustard spinach greens and some eggplant with some soy sauce. I added some eggplants harvested from Odanna-sama's vegetable patch.

Since the soup has already been drank up, I made the meal a lot more deluxe by adding some broth made out of matsutake mushrooms.

"Odanna-sama, now I'm thinking of choosing, between plain white rice or rice and barley, which one would you prefer?"

"Oh, really? It has been a while since I ate rice and barley."

"As expected, rice and barley are a better match with fried food."

I mixed the barley and rice then boiled it. Even though newly-harvested plain rice tastes better, as the barley is being cooked and mixed, its added texture makes it stand out and the rice even more fun to eat.

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While the rice and barley are cooking, more pumpkin dishes. I added some lightly-pickled pumpkin for garnishing.

"Thank you for waiting, Odanna-sama, here is our specially-made premium meal, deep-fried minced meat patty with pumpkin. I added a lot of pumpkin in the meat, please have a taste."

"...It looks delicious, what Aoi made..."

"You're saying that while you're sweating profusely..."

Even though a while ago he was drinking some soup.

I thought so, him having to deal with something difficult hasn't been brushed off.

"Aoi-shaaaan~, I wanna, I wanna eat some minced meat too~"

Chibi hopped onto the counter and started demanding by jumping up and down over and over again, I cut a piece of the minced meat small enough for a baby, placed it on a plate and put it in front of him.

"Okay you two, that is fresh off the fryer and very hot, the juices of the meat might ooze out, so be careful when you eat it."

At first, Odanna-sama took a sip of his matsutake soup, took a bit of the turnip garnish on the side, and well, with all his might gently took some of pumpkin minced meat.

"Ohhh!"

I knew it, the juicy meat was heart-pounding. As hot steam piped out, the pumpkin's pretty yellow color was intertwined with the coarsely-ground meat.

And despite that...

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"Mmmm... it tastes sweet, but also spicy? Is that.. seven-spice?"

While chewing, Odanna-sama had a surprised look on his face.

The crumbly pumpkin's sweetness, the meat and its juiciness filled with onions, and adding the seven-spice to make it spicy, it was made perfectly.

"The pumpkin tastes sweet, but the addition of the seven-spice gave it heat, it ties up all of the flavors. And because of the meat's juiciness, that alone makes the pumpkin's presence unnoticeable, doesn't it? No matter how you taste it, it just melts in your mouth."

"Oh... The meat's flavor rather than the pumpkin brings everything together. It's good, like after eating edamame. It's a perfect accent. It feels like eating pumpkin that I had difficulties with, I won't have any left-overs."

"Well, rather than forcing  someone who finds it difficult to eat pumpkin, by adding other ingredients and lending their flavors, I think it becomes easier to eat. As for removing your difficulty in eating it, if you keep eating a lot of the food made to taste better and easier to eat, as you keep eating them you'll get used to it, right?"

"Woah, Aoi, you're a scheming person."

Odanna-sama started stifling off his amused laugh.

And once more, asking for another plate of the rice and barley, he filled his mouth with some pumpkin minced meat. Odanna-sama eats his food neatly, but when he takes a huge bite, at the end of the day he still eats like a man.

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"Oh, it was like what you were saying, Aoi. By adding light sauce to the minced meat, it's an added improvement to the rice and barley."

"Right? Oh, just looking at it makes me go hungry too."

"Is it alright if you eat beside me? You haven't eaten dinner, right?"

"Yup, but for today I thought I want to devote myself to serving Odanna-sama food and drinks.."

I tried averting my gaze, but then my stomach made a loud noise.

He tried to hold it in, but Odanna-sama couldn't hide the laughter in his face.

Ahhh, whatever! Stop reading how hungry I am!

"It's alright. You don't have to steel yourself in front of me."

"Normally I keep my composure, but what are you implying, Odanna-sama?"

Fiiine. I don't care, I'm gonna eat.

In my desperation, I arranged all my deluxe food in a plate, and sat beside Odanna-sama.

"I'm gonna eat now."

And with gusto, I partook of my food.

Mmm. it truly shows that autumn is the best season of good appetite. Just about everything in this season is really delicious.

Especially when I work a lot, whenever I eat food on an empty stomach, everything just tastes so good.

"Aoi, don't worry about how you're eating."

"Mmm?"

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My mouth was full of minced meat, so I replied with my mouth closed.

I saw that Odanna-sama's meal was half-finished in front of him.

"That is no different from everyone else. Food is something absolutely necessary for anybody to stay alive. Even if occasionally you can't eat something high-class and delightful, you need it to stay alive each day, and when you're eating a familial warm home-cooked meal, it just gives you that sensation of being alive."

"What are you talking about, Odanna-sama. You're exaggerating."

"Hmm. The meals that you call food, even if it's that one thing where you feel like you belong. It can be beside anybody, but it makes you feel like you can be vulnerable in that place, doesn't it?"

"Where you belong..."

I have heard that from Odanna-sama so many times...

After eating his meal with a gulp and drinking his fill, Odanna-sama showed the side of his face.

Working out those features, no matter how it looks like he smiles like a young boy.

And yet, despite that, it seems like he has another side to him...

"Hmph. Ginji describes your cooking as something that "makes ayakashi hearts go wild", and it seems like it. It looks like your cooking is no match to those whose hearts are obstinately closed."

"Is there anything that you want to tell me?"

I unabashedly asked.

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"Can we talk about something right now, just for a bit? But, this is something that is beyond what I normally would talk about. This is a secret belief among most ayakashi. And I feel very strongly about it."

"..But Odanna-sama, I don't get what this situation is all about..."

"Might you become angry at me?"

"I don't understand why I would be angry at Odanna-sama but, yes I would like to know more about what you're about to say."

When I thought that I was getting to understand this person bit by bit, it has become clear that everything about him seems so hazy that I can't see anymore.

Even though it feels like he wants to intensely keep me in suspense, I was just holding the fried minced meat patty with my chopsticks, empathically chewing it in my cheeks very slowly.

Even though these are the times when it seems like it's the most crucial moment, "It's fine, just keep eating", Odanna-sama says as it seems that he is still relaxed over the matter.

"Aoi..."

"What now? If you want dessert, it's in the fridge..."

"It's not that."

After drinking his after-meal tea**, Odanna-sama, with formalilty, placed an object in front of me.

What is this... a key?

It was a beautiful obsidian glass key.

It looked like a key that came out of a fairy-tale from a foreign land. And in those stories, it's a secret key.

"I want Aoi to keep this safe, for me."

"Me? Why...?"

T/N: As far as I am aware of, this might be an Asian thing, wherein after having meals it is custom to drink something like tea or hot water (Hi Steven’s Dad lolol) to aid in digestion. Some say it helps stave off calories, I say this just helps with the bloat.

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"I still have some stuff left to do, and I need to go to Youto as well. It seems that I'm still going to Youto to go out and do things. Well, think that I'm like in a business trip, dealing with so many part-time jobs here and there, as well as managing the matter regarding Kasuga. While I'm gone, if there's anything that you are concerned about, I won't know about it."

My eyes blinked back in surprise. If that's the case, why the key, and why me?

"This... What is this key for?"**

"That I cannot tell you. But, the thing is, if you really want to GET-TO-KNOW-MORE about me, and you have no other choices, then you have to find the place which that key unlocks.

"Uhm...?"

I wanna know. I don't wanna know.

I could see them in his eyes, those extreme mixed feelings, it seemed like these were fighting inside Odanna-sama.

Having those feelings while wearing a bitter-sweet smile, he pushed his hair behind his ears.

In an instant, the color of his eyes changed.

It wasn't warm, but it wasn't a cold gaze either, it seemed so captivating like a clear, empty sky.

"Aoi, you always say that you wanted to get to know more about me. But if you do get to know who I really am, I wonder, will you grow to hate me even more? That.. is what I am worried about. That is because, ultimately, I am still an ogre."

"Odanna-sama?"

T/N: LOL how about the key to your heart lololol do I look like I care lol ofc I do fam. Don't we all lol

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A while ago, I asked those words. I was wondering what good things to say, and Odanna-sama went "I have to leave in a bit." as he stood up. Oh no, the dessert... I missed my chance to give some for him to eat.

"I have been pleased with the food, Aoi. Thanks to you, my impression on the pumpkin that I had difficulty eating has been changed. Aoi's home-cooked meals, somehow you have made me eat some. As expected from my housewife."

And from a new wife it suddenly became a housewife. "Ahahaha" While finally laughing, Odanna-sama petted my head while saying "There, there, there". In a moment, he saw my kanzashi, but he didn't say anything in particular, and in a bit he pulled away his hand. "Well then, Aoi" While my head was tousled, I sent off Odanna-sama as he left Yugao. In front of Yugao's shop curtain, the black haori fluttering from that height, dissolving into the darkness and disappearing... That height was really tall. In all of Tenjin-ya, the multitudes of Ayakashi couldn't reach that height.** And yet, why this time, his back seems secluded and a little solitary... W... Wait, Odanna-sama!" "..."

T/N: Supposedly, ogres or Oni were very tall, like super-tall, they're not exactly giants but they're tall-ish Youkai, like the tallest, hence in both the anime and the covers of the light novels, Odanna-sama is illustrated as the tallest dude in the bunch. Unless he's on covert ninja mode. Still tall though.

P297 Weirdly I felt impatient, and I ran out, and grabbed Odanna-sama's kimono. Odanna-sama turned his head. I abruptly raised my face, and I stared at him with assertion. "I... I like, Odanna-sama." ".. .what? Aoi?" "I trust, Odanna-sama"

Odanna-sama slowly opened his eyes and stared. Shocked, his mouth slacked open and was about to say something, but it seemed that he couldn't say anything. What "like" means, it's like "love" but I don't know it yet. My emotions kept getting intense.

"Odanna-sama, a while ago didn't you tell me? When everyone in Tenjin-ya was judging me... confidently, you said that I was a person who can give my all and win. When I made a small mistake, you didn't put me down..." How much can one be happy, hearing those words? How much relief can it give?

"It's also the same with Odanna-sama. Now I can trust Odanna-sama, and continuously, from the sidelines give support. In the most crucial moments I'll come to your side. I'll help you. No matter how many times..." Almost certainly, even my young self would. But, even though it's different, Odanna-sama has already saved me countless times. . P298 My trust in that person, is enough.

"That is why, whatever I'll find out, I will not hate Odanna-sama!"

That was all, I thought I have conveyed what I needed to say. Odanna-sama's red eyes, it only got wrapped in a surprised expression, and little by little it started flickering. With my question, his mouth opened again. But... Not one word came out.

Odanna-sama pulled my waist closer, and that mouth that spun words, blocked mine.

"..."

The passion was so deep and vast, the extent of feeling and not feeling, everywhere felt so light, it was so unexpected, and in an instant my mind went blank.

When our lips pulled away, the feeling of a warm and moist breath, other than understanding what just happened, the corners of my eyes became hot. I couldn't blink because of that.

"Na.... O, Oda... what?" My pulse suddenly became fast. Normally I would've been angry, but I was

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In spite of not feeling anything easily, I couldn't say anything. I burned and blushed, I was embarrassed to have my red-as-an-apple face seen. I instantly covered my face with my palms. Me being like that, Odanna-sama hugged me tightly, and whispered in my ear.

"..." "Aoi. Undoubtedly, you'll become my wife."

"..." "From the bottom of my heart, I revere you."

I don't get it. Why those words? In that moment, those came out of Odanna-sama's mouth.

It's easier to say "I like you", but right now, after so long a time, it deeply pierced and cut through me. Although, it did touch my heart a little bit.

Beyond Odanna-sama's wide shoulders, I realized that I could see him amidst the darkness.

And with that, the lightly-floating moon hid itself in the navy blue sky, and somehow it got dimmer.

End of Chapter 9, Volume 6. Previous - Intermission 3 Next - Chapter 10.

References:

Wonderful site for the youkai references

Other stuff I used to do this: Kodansha Kanji Learner’s Dictionary (you can buy here, I’m not sponsored btw). I was about to buy the older edition but then the newer one came out 2013 so I bought that instead. Worth buying since I was able to find nearly all of the words I needed just by stroke pattern alone.

Merriam-Webster's Japanese-English Dictionary (the red-covered 1996 version is apparently out of print right now). This is what I have been using for a very long time, I bought it when I was still a fetus (yes I am old so what lol), and after so many years, when compared to newer editions, I still prefer this one since its entirety is Japanese-English, the English to Japanese gloss are just 16 pages tops, so you get more Japanese words for your buck. But that’s just my opinion, maybe other people prefer the Jap-En x En-Jap IDEK.

Basic online dictionary, Jisho. Knowledge of verb conjugations  and other words are necessary since not all have entries.

If you can read Japanese, you can buy the whole set in Amazon Japan, they’re shipping worldwide now, I think.

[limeade-l3sbian]

btw, since they're her sisters, all of their actions and traits serve as a foil to marge. marge is repeatedly asserted to be pretty, to be servile. her main flaw is very openly that she gives too much and asks too little. there have unironically been many, many fan works done analyzing just how empty her life seems to be, aside from being married to homer and caring for three kids. she's a housewife, a homemaker, a woman who gave up on aspirations, and a "natural beauty."

the simpsons was counterculture when it was first created. marge, just as the rest of the early cast, was a subversion of the popular image of the "perfect sitcom family." but, in many ways, it fell into the trappings of just being "culture" (sans "counter"), even back then. though homer was depicted as a violent idiot and marge was depicted as a stifled woman who gave up living for herself in totality, these things were never truly criticized or changed. they always returned back to default state. marge can never liberate herself from being the perfect, beautiful, loyal housewife and mother who does everything thanklessly. not really.

Family Guy is far from comparable to the Simpsons, but your point did immediately remind me of the episode where Meg finally stands up for herself.

It's like this whole episode where everyone is trapped in the house because of a storm and Meg calls the whole family out in individual rants for the way they've treated her. It's quite satisfying since her words, realistic or not, penetrate each character, including Peter and the family descends into an angry chaos against each other where finally, Meg is not on the receiving end at all. But by the end of the episode, Meg decides that the family "needs" her to be the punching bag so they don't turn on each other, and she recants everything she said as the family swiftly agrees and returns to their bullying of her before the episode even ends.

I understand in later seasons, the writers finally took the fucking hint and just sort of made her this oddball, unhinged character now instead of the punching bag, but tbh it was too little too late and the show sucks ass (more) now so who even cares?

Going back to the Simpsons, I think a good and funny counter culture character within the show is Milhouse's mom, Luann Van Houten.

We have a whole (hilarious) episode where we finally see more of what her and Kirk's marriage is like and watch it break down until she calls for divorce from this pathetic, insecure man. For most of the episode, we spend our time with Kirk watching him lament his marriage and come to realize how useless he'd been. By the end, he sings to her in your stereotypical touching moment and asks if she'd like to try again.

To which she says, verbatim, "Ew, no."

And then she never gets back with him 😭 She stays with Gyro and that's just it lmao. (Looking up how to spell her name correctly, I've noticed that they just had them remarry in these newer, desperate, bullshit seasons that I do not consider canon so my statement stands.)

[detectivehole]

hi i have a goth fashion question

i can't really wear boots for accessibility reasons and i don't like the look of those wednesday-ass soft-goth ankle platforms - what do about shoes?

i usually wear like, black sneakers, but i would really like gothy shoes...

it really depends on what kinda sub-style youre going for, and your own aesthetic preferences, on top of the greater specifics of your accessibility limitations, but you almost certainly do have a lot of options

first, i wanna say there are a lot of fun and easy ways you can customize your own shoes: adding bits of metal and beads to the laces, chains to the body of the shoe, spikes, buttons, patches, etc. i decorate my sneakers and skate shoes like that (there is plenty goth is a classic pair of black canvas shoes or whatever imo plain or decorated)

if you dont wanna risk ruining a shoe i suggest practicing stuff like adding spikes, bars, studs and whatnot to scrap fabric or even canvas shoes from the thrift store, but a lot of other mods like beads and chains or whatever aint permanent mods and can be done and undone easy.

also on the note of thrift shops, just go often and keep an eye out on the shoes, and think outside the box too. goth fashion isnt the absence of any color or individual items style as a rule or anything, so if you see something you like and think you could work into a look go for it

now diy and thrift aside: it sounds like you wanna avoid softer, overly fem fashions? as in not a fan of gothic lolita, pastel, or maybe the poofier side or romatic gothic? regardless id pay attention to the low... rise (is that the right word for shoes?) footwear of the mens side of victorian, romantic, gothabilly, and ig maybe hippy (is that what they still call it?) sub goth fashions, as those aint nearly as boot heavy as things like traditional, cyber, etc.

emo, punk, and metal fashion is worth paying attention too here as well since all of these subcultures overlap in fashion heavily and, again, those guys aint always as boot heavy. well they have their own share of boots but you get the idea

if you wanna get into more specific shoes, im personally a fan of the look of platform sneakers which are unisex in presentation and funny as hell in a very cool way imo. i have some Yosuke brand ones, and i find them to be quality. platform sneakers own, who doesnt want 4 inch tall gym shoes? also a lot come in fun patterns, colors, or with shiny metal bits already added

demonia creeper-600s (as in ones in the 600 line) may also be more your speed than other sets in the same creeper style. i think mens dress shoes are also a good source, particularly Delray, Hancock, and San Marco styles- but theyre all pretty good and im just biased. throwing in a kinda fancy lookin shoe to an otherwise casual goth-y look is always fun, and in my experience you can work them in effectively to basically all of the sub styles with just a little effort

if you really want the sorta... leg-coverage look a boot gives you could also get into legwarmers and i mean that. they come in lots of cool styles and colors or you can make or customize your own. i have some, its fun

i wish i could give better advise or help more, but i hope this is at least a rant full of google prompts that will help you in some way

[aftgtrash]

All of us are dead rant

warning: its a rant so it will have spoilers and second it very long

Shut up I just finished all of us are dead and let me just say WHAT THE FUCKK

I honestly don't know how I feel about this show atm. I still don't like on-jo, and cheoung-san deserved better. SHE IS SO FUCKING OBLIVIOUS, literally everyone in the group knew that cheoung San had feeling for her, and the reason why su-hyeok never accepted her confession(aside from the fact that he liked namra). I hate her obsession with su -hyeok. Always him this and him that.

And She had the option to reject him but she had to be all "i lost all my FRIENDS"(cause cheoung-san confessed to her????) bullshit like no stop what, and for the fact he also told her that she doesn't need to give him an answer for his confession. I know that she didn't know about cheoung-san's feeling but always talking about Su-hyeok is kinda annoying and especially that one scene from when they were in the musical room. And if the ribbon on that tree which say, ‘Cheoung-san I love you’ is hers I’m so done like bitch no first you hurt him and now that he is gone you finally realize your feelings for him?? That is considering that she meant that ‘I love you’ in a romantic way, if its platonic then i fine with it.

*Sigh*

Anyways moving on,

The found family trope was so good in this show???? Especially the last scene where they go back to the school to look for namra. That had me sobbing. I lowkey hoped that it was cheoung-san instead. I also liked how they didnt give Cheoung-san equal power as Nwa-gim and had them fight when clearly he was overpowered.Let me just appreciate how well this show was executed, the direction, the dialogues, the camera angles, the acting, the make up of every zombie and every wound. I also loved the Train to Busan reference in the show.  

Character rant,

I love dae-su he's my favourite character, like no problem dude so what if your crush doesn't like you back I'm here have me instead. the song he sang while they were leaving msgs for someone to see made me cry.  And I'm actually glad he survived till the end.

I also loved how namra opened up to everyone and started showing more emotions cause before all she had was a straight face. And the last scene with her was so badass.

And let me just say that no matter how shitty nwa-gim was he made an amazing villain. Villains are supposed to make you furious and frustrated and he managed that so well, I abused my pillow alot while watching him on the screen.

Mi-jin is another amazing character of the show. She the type who everyone thinks in shallow but is the most emotional one. Like how broken she was when Jun yeoung and jun seong died. 

mijin and ha-ri are my otp, they are so fucking adorable, especially that scene where her brother asks ha-ri about mijin,

Ha-ri: *looks at mijin*: she is my friend

Mijin: *smiles* *blushes* we’re freaking besties

LITERALLY THE CUTEST FUCKING LINE IN THE SHOW.

The detective and the guy from Seoul University were the best duo in the show period. I love how the detective took care of the new born baby and the 4 year old girl even tho he could have left them there since that would have been easy. I stan him so much. 

my brother didnt like su-hyeok he said the su-hyeok tried to be the “savior” or “hero” character in the movie but all i saw was how caring that guy was and not just to namra or cheoung-san but to literally everyone. He took care of them, he fought for them, honestly if i were in that situation Id be pretty selfish. 

CHEOUNG SAN I LOVE YOU MAN! most of the times its some side character who carries the show but not this time. Cheoung-san carried the entire show! I was rooting for him and now I’m devastated. Main character has the strongest plot armor and they broke his just like that by the end of the show and since AOUAD is based on a webtoon I really hoped that they’d pull a sweet home (another webtoon) with him but NO and I’m lowkey glad?? that could have ruined the impact of the event before. The scene where cheoung san lured all the zombies to him broke me. This quote is probably my favorite: ‘Today I am the happiest guy in this school.’

[seacottons]

—ateez as boyfriends [ domestic au ]

notes: swearing. suggestive dialogue. fluff. i blame a certain someone for this, not gonna say who. @kireiwoo

— hongjoong

very caring and attentive towards you

so much so, that even his friends have complained how it isn't fair he doesn't scold you like the way he does to them

he enjoys many activities with you, such as

helping him dye his hair an ungodly color every other month

he'll insist you try experimenting with your own tresses

but you only have the courage to dye the very ends of your strands

"i don't think i can pull off that color as well as you do," you'd say.

"that's a load of bull. you'll suit every hair color."

you'll just roll your eyes playfully at his biased behavior.

other activities include getting tiny matching tattoos together.

the tiny flower and butterfly on your wrists was most likely your favorite due to its simplicity in design and the meaning behind it as well.

spontaneous dates are his favorite.

behind closed doors, he loves to constantly shower you with pecks and smooches.

often gets teased by his friends from how whipped he is for you.

randomly books vacations for you two to relax and unwind every so often.

although he enjoys it, he is a big, tired baby when it comes to traveling

always wanting to lean his head against your shoulder

or cuddling you close for warmth due to the airport's air conditioners blasting frigid air.

has written many songs about you

and when he's finally ready, he'll not only ask you to listen to them, but to also spend the rest of your life with him and share his last name as well.

— seonghwa

constant pet names

"darling."

"the sun to my stars."

"the moon to my sun."

"love of my life."

you like to call him mars, mostly.

but he revels when you call him 'twinkle eyes' for some reason.

has a habit of pulling you into his lap.

you'll subconsciously play with the strands of his hair as he does so, him being too distracted bickering with his friends to realize sometimes.

will always give you pleading looks whenever wooyoung or san tease him.

sometimes, you walk in to find wooyoung settling onto your boyfriend's back while he greedily devours the bowl of popcorn entirely by himself.

or other times when both wooyoung and san constrict his limbs with their arms whenever you're near.

"y/n can't save you now, so cut the whining."

you'll only sigh and shake your head in amusement.

"what are you guys doing to my poor boyfriend?"

"he changed the movie we were watching without our permission!"

"because i have no damn clue what's going on, and harry potter is too confusing!"

coffee dates.

loves to sleep with you tucked against his chest.

always has an arm draped around your frame.

butterfly kisses on your neck.

soft touches against the small of your back and waist.

his favorite pastime with you would be stargazing.

"baby, look. it's me, mars-io," he'd say whilst pointing up to the large, bright star in the night sky.

when it's too cloudy outside, or when the weather isn't forgiving, he'll turn on the indoor star projector he bought so the two of you can stargaze in the comfort of your own bed.

— yunho

is the epitome of romantic.

is constantly smothering you in love and affection.

always has heart eyes and admiration in his eyes at whatever small task you do or say.

rant about an ancient dynasty?

heart eyes.

bombard him with useless information about a certain abandoned island.

heart eyes.

gush about the new cute bakery that recently opened up?

heart eyes.

if you had a money jar for every time he says 'i love you', you'd have enough money to buy a plane ticket or two.

always willing to drop everything to help you with whatever it is you need.

will wake up in the middle of the night when you text him to ask if he's awake or not.

willingly stays up to keep you company.

but sometimes, when he's too tired, he'll knock out accidentally and profusely apologize to you in the morning.

very supportive of your life choices.

hates seeing you cry because it makes him want to bawl his eyes out as well.

his hugs are bone-crushing.

but he is a gentle giant nonetheless.

likes to attempt to bake pastries with you.

half of the time, the goods either turn out undercooked or burnt.

"they have love in them, that's all that matters."

will always insist that you can rant to him about anything and everything.

you've never felt so valued in your life before meeting him.

is the most understanding human being you've ever gotten the pleasure of knowing.

"i wish we were vampires," he says one day.

you give him an amused look, lips outstretched into a smile, "why, silly?"

"so we can spend an eternity together."

— yeosang

his heart flutters when you notice the smallest things he does.

it makes him feel appreciated and acknowledged.

like when he changes up his hairstyle or earrings.

or when he wears a new sweater.

a big, big softie when it comes to you.

can and will want to spend all day in your arms on his days off.

quick witted and has a knack for noticing the tiniest detail.

very shy and awkward at first.

but when he gets more comfortable as time passes on, you won't be safe from his snarky little comments anymore.

will constantly bring up the thing you said or did months ago to prove a point.

"oh, you like this flavor? three months ago you told me it tasted like vomit."

"remember that time you woke up in a rush to get to work thinking you were late, only for me to drag you back inside because it was three in the fucking morning?"

you stop mid-chew and peer up from your plate of rice.

"your point, yeosang?"

"oh, nothing this time. i just wanted to tease you."

is the type to have a mid-life crisis when you can't decide on a restaurant.

"but i don't want to eat at the chicken place again," you'll whine.

"it's been thirty minutes, and you still haven't decided what you want!"

"you're rushing me!"

"y/n! just pick!"

loves to cuddle with you, especially in the colder months.

wraps a blanket around your frame and tugs you in closer against his chest.

pretends not to understand your jokes just to spite and tease you.

loves when you cling onto him.

his favorite pastime with you would be just walking around together at night and trying out different types of street food.

or even visiting any of the local beaches for a relaxing walk together.

— san

persistently keen about whenever you feel upset or down.

he reads you better than any open book.

sometimes, it scares you, but you appreciate how he's always so eagle-eyed about your behavior.

loves to hug your head.

you allow wooyoung to crash some of your dates with san sometimes.

other times, san will whine and tell him to go find his own date.

"if y/n accepted you as a boyfriend, then you should've disclosed that i'm part of the deal as well. buy one get one free."

"as what exactly?"

"the hot, clingy best friend."

will take numerous duck-faced selfies of himself because you think they're cute.

often times, he'll ask you to mirror his expression, only for him to press his lips against yours a second before his phone snaps the picture.

likes when you kiss his dimple.

"y/n! it looks like a crater from the amount of times you've kissed it."

he likes to tease you.

a lot.

touchy.

very touchy.

always has an arm around you.

rests his chin against your shoulders.

playfully smacks your rear when you're sassy with him.

or leans in to hold your jaw whilst whispering teasing words into your ear that has you becoming docile and bothered in mere seconds.

has you wrapped around his finger as much as you have him wrapped around your own.

likes to have weekly picnics with you at the park and admires all the dogs running about.

"i should bring byeol next week. maybe she'll like to play fetch too."

"i don't think that's a good idea.."

you often find him fast asleep holding onto a plushie for dear life whenever you're away.

you'll pull it away from his arms, causing him to stir awake groggily.

he'll stare in confusion as you throw the plushie aside, before pulling you in tighter as you wriggle into his arms.

"you're softer than shiber," he'll mumble sleepily against the crown of your head.

— mingi

mingi is sometimes self-conscious around the public eye and others, but when it comes to you, those layers of fear and insecurity get stripped away instantly.

doesn't mind being vulnerable with you.

he craves affection, adores it even, but is insecure about not being able to return it well enough for his liking.

likes when you give him attention.

easily gets jealous when someone else grabs your interest.

reassuring him 24/7.

"yes, mingi. you're the love of my life."

kissing his pouting lips for good measure.

the smallest of gestures has him a blushing mess.

even holding hands in public.

when he's not being a sentimental sap, he'll like teasing you lovingly.

"wow, you have this many photos of me in your phone?"

you'll scrutinize him in confusion.

"are you that obsessed with me, y/n?"

"mingi! you told me to take half of those photos of you!"

"oh, right. i forgot."

a silence weighs down onto the two of you.

"but would you have taken them if i never asked you to?"

constantly laughs about the things you say, although you don't think you're that funny.

always seeks your approval subconsciously.

will always shield you from the rain, playfully yelling at the droplets sometimes.

"you can't make y/n wet! only i can!"

"mingi! we are in public!"

wanted to go strawberry picking because he saw a celebrity try it out on instagram live.

accidentally steps on many berries though.

"it's okay, they'll just make another plant. i did them a favor."

brags about you like no tomorrow.

even for the tiniest, minuscule thing.

"oh, i've already tried the brand of ice cream. y/n always buys that for me."

"i don't need to pay all this money for a measly slice of cake. y/n's cakes are much better."

"no, wooyoung. i'm not jealous of your new shoes." he'll lightly pinch the boy's side, "y/n and i have already bought ourselves matching pairs."

"you two are so fucking cheesy, it hurts."

when he's not bragging about you, he's boasting about himself.

but if that's what helps him raise his confidence levels up, you'll gladly sit down hours on end listening to how he has more 'swag' and 'charisma' than all of his older friends combined.

— wooyoung

teases you like his life depends on it.

says you can't get enough of him, when in reality it's the other way around.

but you let him believe whatever he wants.

but deep down he just really gets satisfied with himself if he raises your mood and makes you smile.

especially when you're not having a great day.

uses way too many emojis when texting you.

"wooyoung, why am i saved as as 'clingy bug' on your contacts?"

he'll squawk indignantly and laugh awkwardly for a second.

"who told you this lie!?"

"seonghwa?"

always wants to show off your love in front of his friends.

"no, i don't want my early birthday gift now. wait until the others show up, and do it front of them."

"but why?"

"so everyone can see how much you love me. can you also cry for good measure?"

"absolutely not."

he enjoys the dates you have in his apartment the most.

the ones where he cooks for you and asks for your help, only for him to pester you about over-seasoning or undersalting something.

"okay, fine! we'll just order take out if it tastes that bad," you pout, flinging a small piece of onion on his face.

his head instantly snaps back to eye you judgingly, fist gripping the poor spatula.

"over my dead body."

"so, y/n. how does my plating look?"

"it's beautiful, wooyoung. you've outdone y-"

"what else is beautiful?" he demands, face leaning over the table to give you a knowing grin.

you shove a piece of meat and rice into his mouth, shrugging nonchalantly.

"me."

he deflates at your answer, spluttering pieces of rice onto your face.

"jung wooyoung, you slob!"

— jongho

is the type of boyfriend to stop you in the middle of the road to tie your shoe for you.

very charming and goofy in his own way.

takes pride in himself and his abilities to cater to your every whim and need.

even when you don't ask for his help.

aggressively opens jars for you when you struggle to pry them open.

"no one messes with my y/n."

"you're fussing at a jar of pickled radish, baby."

the type to cling close to you in public in fear of any of the bicyclists or pedestrians bumping into you and harming you in any way.

sometimes acts like you're made of glass.

while it's endearing occasionally, it is a bit suffocating at other times.

doesn't believe you when you say you're tough and don't need protection.

very selfless and willing to help you with anything you need.

never one to shy away from social gatherings with his friends, always pulling you along with him despite you being shy and clingy most of the night.

also a big tease.

when you help him hold down his legs for sit ups, he asks for a smooch.

pulls away from you when you try to kiss him.

and will laugh at your pouting face as he urges you to try once more.

"stop moving, i just want to kiss you!"

after numerous tries, he finally allows you ( you truly think you over-powered him though ) to kiss his cheeks or lips.

he then proceeds to squawk loudly in retaliation and playful disgust.

although he loves teasing you, when the game is flipped the other way, he'll be a shy mess of embarrassment.

"i don't mumble your name in my sleep."

"you always do, silly."

tucked underneath his macho exterior, you know he's prone to criticism and takes it to heart much more than he likes to show and admit.

so, whenever you get the chance, you always fulfill his need to be appreciated, loved, and taken care of.

is utterly and extremely protective of you.

"who just whistled at you?" he grumbles, "i'll break their jaw like an apple, you know i will."

[osc-confessions]

I hate Liam. I hate him sooo so much. It’s entirely writing wise too. I think he was really interesting from episode 10 to 13 because it explored him as a character and make hi kinda fucked up? And I found that really interesting! He WAS doing all of this for himself and he continues to do that after him and Bryce’s fight in episode 13. But the thing is this is never acknowledged ever ? And the show constantly makes Liam be the one in the right and it annoys the hell out of me

He SHOULD be a really flawed protagonist, especially after all that trauma, but his motives and personality end up switching on a dime all the time.

Liam stops being scared of death despite only dying once before this and it really traumatized him but it’s never brought up again. He falls into a body of water and doesn’t have any memories of when he last died.

He lies to Owen so badly and barely reacts to seeing his friend from college after 7 months and he never describes or longs for his old life in San Francisco, making him saying that he lost his life feel like a lie.

He guilt trips Bryce multiple times from episode 10 to 13 and it never gets acknowledged again even after Bryce says. TO HIS FACE. That he doesn’t actually care about Amelia and that he’s doing this for himself. Liam glosses over this entirely and after this episode it never comes up again. In episode 15 Bryce is all buddy buddy with Liam as if Liam didn’t take away his hard earned life again and guilt tripped him several damn times and was generally an asshole. And so everything Liam has done that could be considered bad up to this point is completely brushed aside and considered good ??? What the hell ???

He’s shown as selfish multiple times despite how he’s never really portrayed as in the wrong every time. He heavily alters viewer perception over events and he’s almost always is portrayed as in the right as said earlier and I can complain about that a LOT just on it’s own.

Liam feels bad for Airy very quickly from a storytelling stand point despite the fact that he travelled across the country and died over 20 times to stop Airy. The viewer can feel sympathetic for Airy without Liam doing so too !! And Texty was kinda just used for Liam’s internal conflict which could’ve been portrayed in way less time and would’ve been easier but whatever

Liam is both very tunnel vision and takes his time. He waits a while to do anything related to the show but when he does it he’s determined to get it done which really doesn’t connect ? And he goes to the stone and sf note first instead of directly to airy despite how it’d make more sense considering the tunnel vision portrayals. They don’t stick with one when writing him and it sucks

He’s also portrayed as both selfless and selfish and I’m just like??? PICK ONE ALREADY ??? Him not caring about the other contestants makes episode 8 feel really pointless because then what was the point of making them all supposedly get closer together? And this is made worse because of episode 16 since none of the contestants’ wishes are about each other at all, despite the fact that they didn’t have any lives at all before this. Like. It would’ve been really good to have that to show that they care about each other. But I guess NOT. This is a Liam rant though so I’m moving on

Comparatively, if they had him as more selfless then he’d also be interesting it’s just that I feel like that would be the situation if Amelia was the protagonist lmao.

Side note his personality is so indistinct that his wiki page is shorter than Texty’s who has less than half as much screen time as he does and also is kinda a plot device lol. They just do all the work for Liam and Bryce despite foreshadowing how Liam was going to search up the plane online and how it could be really interesting to play with death as a serious subject with actual stakes but eh

tl;dr: His lack of backstory and inconsistent personality make him a bad character and I’m sorry for this long ass ask

idk what to say lol

[mary-me-oliver]

Time to rant about EA and The Sims 4

So here is the deal: I had so many hopes for Growing Together's new world bcs I L O V E family gameplays but I was so DISAPOINTED!!

Let's start with this handsome here. Since Tartosa I've been obsessed with these little buildings. Okay okay I can take some rabbit holes, just make them functional. PLEASE. But nooooooooo...

THEY DONT DO SHIT I CAN'T EVEN SEAT IN MOST TABLES. HELP!

PLEASE make a bakeary or something or who knows?? I grew up on a neighborhood that looked so much like this. Make cute little shops like Tartosa EA, I beg uuuu!!

So pretty. So fucking pretty. But cinema aside, I can't do SHIT. I can't ride the boats or cars, there is not even a rabbit hole. I was hopping for an island like Brindleton Bay or maybe fun turistic places to travel like Windenburg (my fave) but nooooooo... And the cinema is great but feels lacking....

WE WANT CARS LIKE SIMS 3 EA

Make it so that we can "go for a fun ride on boats" or "go for a car tour" when we click on them. It would make it wayyy more immersive.

Oh look at this beatiful botanic garden! I can certanly enter the building in the middle, right..? RIGHT?

IT LOOKS LIKE I FUCKING CAN'T!

I'm getting depressed alredy... <( _ _ )>

Final score: 5/10.