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wizkiddx · 4 years ago

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i just had the cutest idea at least in my head and would LOVE if u could do a blurb? where tom is trying to measure your ring size to propose while your asleep, but then you wake up and catch him.

this is v v cute! I hope this is what u want, sorry if it didn't translate I found it a bit tricky aha

summary: tom gets caught preparing for a very big moment

warnings: v small reference to smut

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Sleep always had been, and always will be, an important thing in your life. Naturally then, any source of interruption, was met with some….some hostility. Maybe it was your annoying flatmates as a student, who insisted on playing the worst drum and bass till 4 am every night; maybe your neighbours car alarm, which seemed to be set off by the lightest gust of wind; or maybe your loving- if slightly infuriating -boyfriend.

Tom had just got back from a trip abroad and you’d had a quiet evening in- consisting of pizza, a long forgotten film playing and lots and lots of laughs. As much as you loved his family and friends, celebrating with a fancy dinner and lots of drink - there was nothing better than a night in. It was what you’d both desperately needed too, just actual quality time with the both of you living in the moment, forgetting everything else outside the four walls of your flat.

Needless to say, you’d ended up right between the sheets and you honestly couldn’t remember falling asleep. But now, barely conscious, you did notice your fingers being moved and fiddled with. With a groan you limply pulled them away, rolling over to chase Tom’s body heat - which seemed to have disappeared. His presence hadn’t though, you could tell even with your eyes shut due to his little coo.

“Shh darling…. go back to sleep.” And with a mumbled incomprehensible response, you tried to - even if you personal heater appeared to be in hiding.

Yet then, barely 30 seconds later, the bed dipped weirdly again; Tom’s grasp lightly tugged at the arm you’d crossed over your body. Fighting against it, you snatched your arm away and groaned incoherently once again. Again you got a the most whispered and soft sounding reply from Tom. “Shhh Y/n/n…. come on, work with me here.” Clearly you were half asleep, not really paying any attention to to his words, so huffed - shifting again so you we lying half on your back, half on your side, your left hand lying on the pillow next to your head.

And yet again, barely a minute later, you were sure you heard him chuckle before the bed wobbled as he crawled up it. You could feel his shin brushing against your side as he once again went to grab your hand. And that- that was the last straw.

“What the fuck are you doing?!”

The sight you were greeted with was not one you expected. Tom kneeling next to you, with bed hair and all, looking like a deer caught in headlights - literally too, the flashlight from his phone illuminated the otherwise pitch black room. His eyes bugged out his head, while he frantically fumbled with his phone in an attempt to get the light off.

“Nonononono” Muttering as if you weren’t there, Tom obviously struggled to find the right button to shut it off - giving you amply opportunity to notice the other object in his lap.

A yellow tape measure?

Why the hell he was measuring you while you slept, completely unawares, was beyond you. The boy hand some explaining to do - primarily because… he interrupted your sleep.

“Tom what the fuck?”

“I’m so sorry I-I just….just go back to sleep love.” It was weird, how he seemed defeated? He looked upset, and was doing that thing where he nervously ran his fingers through his brown curls.

“Not until you tell me what the hell you’re doing.” Sticking firmly, you reached over to flick the bedside light on, just as he finally got the torch off. The warm golden light illuminated to whole room, allowing you to more clearly assess the situation. The brunette was sat so he were almost leaning over you, with the tape measure but also you now noticed a little notebook and pen sat to the side. His despairing look had you immediately forgiving the interruption to your night- everything, melting away to concern. “What’s going on T?”

“You um-you weren’t supposed to-fuck! I’m sorry love I just-“ Reacting to his embarrassed ramblings, you sat up properly to cup his his cheeks with both your hands.

“Hey take a breath yeah? Then tell me why you’re being all creepy and sizing me up for a coffin or something?” He laughed breathily at that, but it was a smile that didn’t meet his eyes.

“I wasn’t- I… can we just forget this happened?” He already started to get off the bed, wrapping the tape up in a very hurried manner. With a scowl you shook your head, leaping up to grab the yellow ribbon out his hands before he could fight back.

At that point it was too late for Tom. You saw the way the tape was labelled, not with cms or inches. Instead it was letters of the alphabet, starting at G and ending at Z. You would’ve been confused, except the fact you’d used this weird scale before, when you and your best friend got matching promise rings the other month.

Tom had been trying to measure your ring size.

You couldn’t help but let out a little ‘oh’ as it clicked - making Tom sigh heavily, still looking at you with worried and terrified eyes. It took a minute for you to face him, smiling weakly with a little gleam growing across your eyes.

“We should- we should uh, let’s go back to bed yeh?” Stammering through, you already almost forced the the tape back into his hands. Wordlessly he nodded jerkily and placed both the notebook, the tape and his phone on the bedside - as you flicked the lamp off.

Obviously, it was awkward as hell. Right now Tom knew you knew - he was less convinced though on how you reacted. Now he was doubting whether you wanted that- if you wanted to be his wife. The silence was defeneing, the bedsheets the only noise to interrupt as you both settled back onto the pillows. Tom left a bit on no-mans land in the middle, not wanting to push it.

Really there was no reason to not move and cuddle up to him, even slightly cruel. You knew Tom was worried that he’d fucked up massively. You could hear his breathing shake, as you both stared up at the ceiling. Maybe it was slightly horrible, but you couldn’t help but feel insanely blissfully happy. Tom was your future and it was good to know he was starting to get the ball rolling.

“I’m a size N” You whispered up to the ceiling “just for the record.” You both swivelled to look at each other simultaneously, your smirk completely overwhelmed by the smile of pure joy that grew on Tom’s face. Yes the room was dark and you could barely see, but that image might just be one that lives forever in your memory - as your absolute favourite.

“Just-just so we’re on the same page… um, thats your fourth finger? Left hand?”

Finally moving from the awkward position, you nestled your head into the crook of his neck, legs wrapping round his. You chose not to answer super specifically, because it seemed like he was asking more than just one question there. Just very broad and very open to interpretation answer.

“Yes and… and um yes too…just for the record”

~~ let me know what you thought <3 ~~

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#tom holland fluff #tom holland x reader #tom holland angst #tom holland #tom holland blurb #tom holland imagine #tom holland fic #peter parker

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bellarosethefangirl · 2 years ago

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Hii! Can i request match up?

• Tea Readings or Coffee Readings

1. I'm not picky when it comes to tea I'm willing to drink any type as song as it's without sugar.

2. My favourite animal is cat

3. Future

Tarot Card Matchups

Love Fortunes 🔮

1. I'm female she/her pronouns,

2. I'm 5'10, i have short brown hair in layered haircut, i have almond shaped semi hooded brown ayes, "Caucasian nose" [gotta thank my genes for that] and medium sized lips. I have plenty of ear piercings. I have beauty marks on both of my cheeks, tip of my nose and corner of my chin.

3. I'm fine with any gender

4. I'm 16 turning 17 in 16th August 💪

5. I adore confident and laid back people and i find Intelligence very attractive. My partner should be able to hold a proper conversation with me. They should be loyal and i know i could come of as insensitive sometimes so it'd be nice if they don't get offended easily. I don't mind my partner being shorter or taller than me. As long as they keep me entertained I'm fine with them.

6. Roses

7. Kisaki tetta and Mitsukuni Haninozuka[ i don't hate him but he looks like a child]

8. I don't mind villains

9. Tokyo revengers and Ouran High School Host Club

Yes of course! I was hoping I’d get a ouran high school host club matchup or another for Tokyo revengers. I ultimately went with someone from ouran high school host club. Also happy belated birthday to you! Sorry this took forever to write, I had to take a break from writing for a bit. Hope you like the matchup.

Fortune Teller Match Maker 🔮 Anime Matchups 💘

Ouran High School Host Club

Abella has you seated at her table near the center of her tent. Its round and covered in various items. She seats herself across you on a plush stool while you're seated on a stack of square shaped cushions. She clears the table by snapping her fingers. A pink cloud of smoke covers the table and disappears along with most of the items on the table.

Your brown eyes widened noting the pink tarot card deck and hot pink crystal ball at the center of the table. Abella decides to go through with your first request of a love fortune. She holds your hand, explaining how the reading is more accurate as she does so.

Once she closes her eyes you're shocked by the display in front of you. The hearts across her face light up and a huge rose symbol on the ground is glowing pink. The crystal ball lights up a cotton candy pink, it reminds you of the host club room.

"I see... I've found your true love. He show cases all of what you're looking for in a partner. He's confident and laid back. I see he is also remarkably intelligent. I also see he would be very loyal and one wouldn't know it by looking at him but he'd keep you entertained seeing as he is part of a host club."

Abella opens her eyes and she suggests looking at her crystal ball. An image of a male appears. He has dark short hair and glasses. His eyes are a grey and he looks quite sophisticated.

"His name is Kyoya Ootori. He goes to a private school and though he's a member from a host club, he is single."

You observe Kyoya with your semi-hooded eyes, wondering what he would be like. You're thankful he holds some important qualities you're looking for but wonder about his personality. Abella then removes her hand from your own and the crystal ball is no longer glowing as the hearts on her face are. The symbol on the ground is no where to be seen.

Abella grabs your attention by snapping her fingers. You realize she did so to make her crystal ball disappear. The pink cloud soon disappears. Abella has her pink tarot card deck displayed in front of you in a neat row. You notice the hearts on her face glowing again.

"First I'll have you choose two cards."

You do as she says, choosing two cards. Abella then shuffles the cards. Her pink tarot cards begin glowing after she closes her eyes and the rose symbol on the ground reappears. You notice rest of the cards floating out of her reach and they circle around you two individually. Your two cards are glowing, she pays no mind to all that transpired as she begins with your first tarot card by flipping it over with a pink polished nail.

The first card reveals a pink image of a person giving a short female a large center piece with a white flower, the background shows they're in a village. The person is smelling the flower before handing off the center piece.

"Six of cups, this card in love readings has several meanings. The sixes are associated with the heart, and since the six of cups as the element water represents love, emotions, and relationships, this is a very good card for true love, a heart connection. You and your partner are best friends, have an uncomplicated relationship, and share true affection. This love might not be intense, but it’s honest and real."

She gives you a moment to take in all her words. The next card she flips over is a male looking at three circular orbs with stars inside them. They seem to be inside a small statue with rams and a flower. The tree has five more of the orbs with stars inside them hanging off a tree next to the statue. The background shows a town in a far distance.

"Eight of pentacles is the name to this card. When the Eight of Pentacles is revealed in a love reading, it advises us that slow and steady wins the race. As advice, this card lets us know that simple routines are the best way to proceed."

You think carefully about her words, keeping these readings in mind. They seem to be helpful and a possible relationship with Kyoya is sounding nice but you wish to be cautious as he is still a stranger. Abella then asks you of your next request for her. You ask about tea readings causing her face to light up.

She immediately snaps her fingers, the pink cloud leaving behind a tea pot with heart prints and a pink tea cup with unfamiliar symbols on it. She asks what type of tea you'd like but you simply tell her to surprise you. She brings out a tin of raspberry rose hibiscus tea. It's loose petal tea and sure to relax you.

Abella gets the tea leaves ready in the tea pot. She begins her instructions your tea reading.

"Once your tea is at the perfect temperature to drink, I'll need you to ponder a question for this tea reading. Do not share it with me. I'll need you to think of the question and to pick one before you finish drinking. Leave about a tablespoon of tea left behind in the cup." She then looks over to you remembering a very important detail. "Do remember this reading will be about romance, a question leading to romance sounds most appropriate since its why you're here."

The hearts on her face are glowing while her eyes are closed. She is reflecting on her intentions and begins transferring her energy into the tea leaves. She then looks over to you while setting down the teacup in front of you. You drink your tea once she hands you the saucer and cup. You leave a tablespoon of liquid in the cup while thinking of your question.

"Will my longing for true love be fulfilled in the near future?" You finally decide on this question in your thoughts.

Abella gently picks up the teacup and saucer. She uses her left hand to swirl the tea left to right three times. Slowly the fortune teller carefully inverts the cup over the pink saucer. She closes her eyes for one minute, you notice the hearts on her face are glowing so it was intentional. Once she opens her eyes she rotates the cup three times again. She turns the cup upright, positioning the handle south.

She obverses remains of the tea leaves inside the cup. The aroma was very pleasant it smells of a raspberry and hibiscus, it's a pleasant brew to smell. She reveals an image of a cat. The tea leaves appear to be at the center of the cup. Your brown eyes look over the leaves at the cute image of the feline. Abella is also smiling, hoping you'll like her reading.

"This means you are honest about your feelings and opinions. Sometimes people are taken aback by what you say. In love this will be very good for you as honesty will lead to good communication. A good relationship is ahead of you because of this. However the cat is appearing in the middle of the teacup suggests you need to stop and think about things before you speak."

You process all Abella has told you. You think carefully before thanking her. The hearts across Abella's face is no longer glowing neither is the symbol on the ground. Everything is cleared off the table in the snap of a finger. She guides you to the center of her tent summoning the rose symbol on the ground again. At the center a portal is waiting for you. She asks you to enter it.

"Your true love will be awaiting you at the other side of the portal. Remember all I've told you and not to be too disheartened should it not work out. Love works in so many surprising and exciting ways. I wish you the best."

You thank her before leaving. You didn't feel any different as you entered the portal. The next moment after you blink, you realize you're outside Ouran Academy. It is huge and super regal looking. Your eyes wander around the campus, deciding to look around the area.

You eventually come across Kyoya who seems to be irritated. He is muttering Tamaki's name under his breath. You prefer not talking to him seeing as it appears he is in need of space. He was so distracted by his anger, he failed to notice the water fountain at his side. His long legs tripped since the fabric of his pants were caught by the corner.

You decide to help him out of his predicament by offering him a hand. He's thankful for it, accepting your hand. When he stood he notice's you're close to his height you must be near 5'10. It isn't often to see a tall female on the grounds of Ouran. His observant grey eyes notice you're not wearing a uniform.

"Thank you." He simply said.

"Are you okay? It looked like a rough landing."

"I should be fine. Your help is appreciated."

You clean his glasses after wiping it off with your shirt. Since Kyoya is in such a prestige academy none would do the same for him aside from his best friend or perhaps Haruhi since she doesn't care about her clothes. He wonders if you're middle class until you hold out his glasses for him.

"Unfortunately they're crooked but I'm sure it's an easy repair."

"Should be no problem I'll have it repaired. I'm fond of these glasses."

"They suit you." You hold out your arm for him so he can step out of the fountain without tripping again.

He thanks you with a kind smile and accepts your hand. He asks you if you attend Ouran but you promptly tell him what school you're from before introducing yourself.

"Pleasure to meet you. My name is Kyoya Ootori." He shakes your hand.

"Kyoya your bag.." You point to the fountain.

He scoops it up with a sigh, noting how all his belongings are soaked in water. He removes his school jacket, carrying it in his long arm. You ask if he'd like help since you remember a convenience store not being too far away. His glasses wouldn't stay on and you notice his vision mustn't be the best from how he is squinting.

He agrees seeing as his phone is longer usable due to water damage and he can't see very well. He follows you, walking alongside you as you both head to the nearest convenience store. During the walk you two have pleasant conversation. He could easily keep up with your intellectual conversations.

At the store you pick grab a towel and tell him the prices listed. Kyoya mentioned wanting to find a bag for his stuff since they're still soaked. You don't mind it much but you feel bad for him since it's obvious he had a rough day so far. He expressed gratitude for your help. He asks if you'd like to join him out to eat at a café. You agree but worry about his soaked outfit. He asks to barrow your phone so his servants can bring him a change of clothes.

After all his said and done you two go to a café together. You and Kyoya are eating. You're both discussing various topics and you noticed he wasn't offended easily. His observant eyes admired your short brunette locks and beauty marks. He thought you looked so beautiful as you spoke to him.

After eating you two walked around shops together holding hands. You had such a nice time with Kyoya. The more you two talked the more you enjoyed his presence. After you two left the mall after several trips to stores he promised you another date later during the week. He gave you his number and gives you a ride back at the shopping center near Ouran as you requested. You desired to thank Abella back at her tent. Before leaving his limousine he kissed your hand.

"Until next time I see you. I look forward to it."

You blush, mentioning how you also look forward to the next date with him. At the shopping center you quickly find Abella's tent. Upon entering she greets you asking how it went. You told her how you had a date with Kyoya. She is happy about the good news, expressing her happiness for you. She then goes to her planter to pick a flower to offer you.

"This is a gift for you. May your trials of love be filled with happiness."

You accept the gift, thanking her for everything before leaving. She waves expressing how your always welcomed back. The colorful rose symbolizes happiness and joy, they represent a joyous event in ones life. The meaning being your new found love with Kyoya.

#abella fortune teller event #abella fortune teller takeover #ouran high school host club matchup #ouran high school host club #thanks for your patience #anime matchup

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bangtanger · 4 years ago

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CONTENT CREATOR YEAR IN REVIEW

was thinking for 84 hours where should i post it but as its my creator blog i m doing it here <3 i was tagged by @taemaknae @suhdays @ynki @honsool @jjeongukie @taeyungie @dearbangtansonyeondan @lifegoesmon @everythingoes @flipthatjacketjiminie @yoongi-bts @jiminslight @hopekidoki @cowboyjinbop @yoonqiful @jcngkooks @pjmsdior @hobeah @balenciaguks @jinvant @hobibestboy @vjimin @yoongikook AND THANK U SO MUCH FOR INCLUDING ME T_T ik maybe its not a big deal but its a big deal to me and im touched :(((((((((((( also gimme some time to check all ur posts 👉👈 also im in a mood to say that ive collected many pokemons here djfksfhsakjddld ok nvm

also sorry for a long post ik tmblr fvcks things up sometimes when there is keep reading so dont fight me plz <3

❀ first creation and most recent creation of 2020

ok this is the fist one (still very pleased with colouring here T_T the stage lighting was,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, well yeah as always lmao) and this is the most recent (TBH DKJSKDSDK I WISH MY MOST RECENT POST COULD BE A DIFFERENT ONE THE ONE I WANNA MAKE FOR A MONTH NOW THE ONE ID PUT A LOT MORE EFFORTS IN SO IM A LIL FRUSTRATED i literally just missed giffing but couldnt watch anything new so took an old vid i wanted to gif once I DIDNT EVEN USE MYCOLOURING PSD IT LITERALLY HAS ONLY COUPLE OF LAYERS uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh :( but whatever,,, it just kinda doesnt show the difference -_-)

❀ a creation u r really proud of

well 👁👄👁 there r quite few,,, and the main reason is colouring most of these r comps and i a b s o l u t e l y sucked at comps and esp at making the colouring consistent there lol so lets begin lol 1 (u have no idea how muchi love this set) 2 (i fucking mastered it i wanted to remake it for two years and i finally did!! 60 fps smooth good moments iconic performance iconic hair colour his attitude bruh and ofc the fact that i could do sth with colouring,,,,,, and chose such an unusual colour scheme that i doubted jckdckfdk and it still worked out 🥺) 3 (lol i had this idea written down since 2018 as well and this year i could finally collect all moments i needed and oh boi yeah,,, AND COLOURING I COULD ALMOST yeah almost do sth decent with it there r still couple moments id changed but im pleased) 4 (im so happy whenevr i see this CUZ IT ALL WORKED OUT it was such an impulsive comp i literally only saw couple moments for past few years as well where i could see three of them in one frame and suddenly I WAS LIKE I FUCKING MUST POST THOSE MOMENTS SOMEHOW and im so proud of colouring it looks so well T_T) 5 (the colouring ofc im still :o that i could get rid of that shitty shit dkksjkj AND THE MOMENTS ITSELF?????? AND BLACK SWAN???????? EVERY PERFORMANCE???? HAIR?????? OUTFIT???????? EVRERYHTIGNM???????? HIS FUCKING STARE? FACE??? DONT MAKE ME CONTINUE AAAAAAAAAAA also if im not wrong this set in particular made me start my before/after posts 🥺) 6 (i jujst love everything about it e v e r yt h i n g also i could made ppl believe that jin fr has purple hair here when in reality its brown djhfdhskdf one of blending modes or adjustment layers worked this way lol) 7 (i wont even comment this tried a great tutorial with great beautiful resuls for the first time ever and it worked out so well and i like it so much and the whole yoongi here,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, also love me some borders that add cinematic feels to some gifs or just make them pretty in a dif way just like i did with prev post i mentioned imo lol) OK LAST ONE 8 (I USED A VIDEO OF STARS AND ADDED IT TO THE GIF FOR THE FIRST TIME EVER I FUCKED WITHMASKING FOR 3 HOURS GRRRRRRRR THIS IS SO HUGE FOR ME!!!!! i cant even explain whew IVE NEVER DID ANYTHING LIKE THIS BEFORE SO I WAS REALLY PROUD TOO even tho i fucked masking up on some layers lmao but lets not pay too much attention to it 👀)

❀ a creation that took u forever

ohhhhhhhh i think this one cuz the moments were long i couldnt decide what do i want to include + it ts file so u kno,,, the speed,,, of processing,, + somehow decided to put them all together + fucked with colouring + had to get rid of the logo and as we know japan likes a lot of big braight text around haha and draw hair in moments where logo made it look blurry + had to adjust the order and all that stuff but getting rid of logo was the longest part

❀ a creation from 2020 that received the most notes

whew this iconic one im still amazed tbh they looked soso incredible and im glad how everything turned out here <3 (could change some colouring on bg tho so it could look better and more hq :c)

❀ a creation u think deserved more notes

lol this one cuz i was so hyped to make it cuz their concert in saudi arabia is one of my fav things in the world and i waited for so long to have mood and energy to go throught it to find jk moments and i couldnt choose some for this comp for so long and just,,,,,, overall,,,, the way he looks here............................................................... its a special comp to me haha ill def gif more of it i have shit ton of clips left and also there r other members and i just want to sit and enjoy yhe whole thing to so may find more stuff to gif here lol

❀ a new fandom u joined an a creation u made for it

i didnt join anything heurheru

❀ a creation u made that breaks ur heart

OKAY LISTEN DSJAKDJHFDKJ THIS ONE IF U KNOW U KNOW AND IM SURE IT BREAKS ALMOST EVERY HEART tbh whenever i see soft smiles or soft interactions or anything like this im just :’( <3 even my serotonin boost tag does it to me cuz its too precious T_T

❀ a ‘simple’ creation that u really love

this one cuz everything about it ah and this one 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

❀ a creation that was inspired by someone else

ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmm idk maybe this one ? cuz i never did anything like this before and maybe i saw someones beautiful headers and decided to try one too ? i could do a lot better there is not enough depth but oh well,,, lol

❀ a favourite creatin created by someone else

oh its gonna be hard :) dear every conten creator i hope u dont mind if i wont go though the whole 2020 gif tag but choose form the most recent ones i loved? u know how much i appreciate ur content cuz i never stop screaming about it in tags but truly there r more content makers and i want u to know that i really love ur content :(

@syubb welllllllllllll i wont even comment this is iconique.....

@jinv T_T val i miss u but there should be bday comps with that BIG ASS IMAGE THAT HAS ITS PARTS ON EVERY SINGLE GIF I CANT EVEN EXPLAIN that icant even find dfjksfskj

@jung-koook i literally couldnt choose ehdskjdjksd but i decided this one cuz its sososososososososososososososososososososo well made every single detail here is chefs kiss

@kkulmoon i truly really cant get enough of ur colouring lately T_T

@minhope !!!!!!LITERALLY EVERY PANTONE COMP OR ESPECIALLY 7 YEARS WITH BTS PANTONE ONE IM AAAAAAAAAAAAA and lmao i think this is one of the most reposted things ive ever seen on internet T_T

@jjoon hng amy u know how i feel about ur content T_T decided this one cuz f l a w l e s s

@hopekidoki stuff like this makes my jaw lie in the floor dsjkdj

@flipthatjacketjiminie idk whats up but it makes me scream like a madman every time i see it.........

@lifegoesmon i cant even explain why i chose this one but everything here is so incredible !!!!!!!!1

@hobeah one of those good fucking bye ones.....

@taeyungie this made me feel so many things and a whole ass a w e so cool T_T

@jiminfilter i will never shut up about bts core jungkook one should also be here

@seoksjin THE COLOURS I SCREAM OH MY GOD O HMY OGD I JUST WENT TO CHECK OUT AND SAW THIS AND IMMEDIATELY DJKSJD DECIDED THIS IS CRAZY THE PASTELS THE PINNKS AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA EVERYHTGIN but also those birthday posts ahhh T_T

@jinvant i wanna YELL but also u know how much i love ur quality and blacks T_T and gfxs too!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

@yoongi-bts i love everything here with my whole heart!!!

@everythingoes SHOUWLD I EVEN EXPLAIN WHY

@hobibestboy THIS IS SO COOL AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA THE COLOUR SCHEME

@joenns I WONT EVEN EXPLAIN IM SO HURT HES SO THIS IS SO T____________________T

@jjeongukie idk i cant get enough of skin tone!!!!!!!!!!!!

@chaylani i really love the colouring and love these posts with highlights T_T

@eklipxe COLOURING AND EVERYTHIGN

@oncupid cant get enough of every colouring ive seen <3

@jiminslight THIS WHOLE GIF RIGHT HERE

@6dis-ease COZY AND PRECIOUS T_T

@ofkimtaehyung I LITERALLY HAVE NO WORDS ITS SO PRETTY

@taee it was really hard to choose too T_T decided to go with this cuz,, u kno

@yoonqiful CUZ THESE COLOURS DRIVE ME INSANE

OK THIS IS GETTING TOO LONG KDSFJSAKDL I WOULD ADD A LOT MORE CUZ THERE IS A LOT MORE TO ADD BUT IVE BEEN DOING THIS FOR THREE HOURS I BETTER CHILL

❀ some of your favourite content creators from this year

ok i may forgot someone + in no order in particular + literally every creator that i follow/whose content i reblog @taeguks @tearuntold @cyphertaehyungie @love4hobi @kimnamtaejin @taejoon @jimiyoong @namkook @taeyungie @jinvant @jinv @6dis-ease @jiminrolls @daechwitas @syubb @syuga @jjeongukie @cowboyjinbop @hope-film @minhope @hopekidoki @joonie @namgination @jung-koook @faerieth @kooksv @lifegoesyoon @yoonqiful @j-sope @chaylani @jiminfilter @jjoon @everythingoes @varietae @seoksjin @dearbangtansonyeondan @ofkimtaehyung @yoongi-bts @gaypeople @seokjinyoongis @agustdfeatrm @joenns @houseofarmanto @namjoon (will miss forever) @thebtsgenre @honsool @vjimin @seokjinite @jiminswn @taee @hobeah @lifegoesmon @taemaknae @gukgi @kkulmoon @flipthatjacketjiminie @jintae @jcngkooks @ynki @yoongikook @yoongiandthebiaswreckers @jiminslight @gwkie @oncupid @eternalbulletproof and many more <3

OK SO i wanna say a special thanks to every content creator ever and also i wanna say that im really glad to be a part of this community all of u r so cool and creative and make such beautiful things and many of u made me feel EMOTIONS with ur sets or not only sets ill be forever grateful that i discovered bts and for everything they do to me without even knowing ALSO THANK U FOR STILL BEING HERE ON TUMBRLDSDFKJ yeah this year was less active there were few issues many ppl went on twt but thank u for still being here also happy new year <3333333 i think i sounded deeper and more emotional when i was commenting ppls gifs :| but its almost 2 am so i hope u will understand dkfjkfsjk im happy there is this corner on the internet that feels cozy and so welcoming <3 i love u i wish u a better year ahead <3 ok for checking notifications purpose ill tag my blog lol @eternal-bangtan

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lsmileychanl · 5 years ago

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Stray kids scenarios // cuddling

Summary: How would members of stray kids react to you being really cuddly

Genre: Pure fluff

Warnings: minor swearing (sorry I can't help it T_T)

Pairing: Stray kids x Reader

A/n: Hello everyone! I wanted to say a huge thank you for your support, it really means a lot! Sorry for the slow posting schedule, I’ve been really busy lately. I promise that I will be more active in the future. I hope that this lil scenario can put a smile on your face! Remember to stay hydrated and get enough rest. Ily guys! ♡

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Bang Chan:

Channie, where are you coming home? I miss you ♡

Sorry y/n It’s been really busy lately. I’ll be home soon! Love you, baby!

I love you too!

Seen 11.27 PM

The clock was about to hit late hours of the night, but Chan still wasn’t home yet. You were determined to wait for him so that you could finally have some quality time with your boyfriend. He was working so hard and you really miss him. It was 1.45 AM and you made the critical decision to lay down on the couch. You felt yourself slowly doosing off when you heard the door open.

You jumped in his arms and hugged him so tightly, that you were convinced — any tighter and you would cut his circulation. God, you missed this.

‘’Whoa, hey baby!’’ Chan laughed out. You gave him a soft kiss on the lips. ‘’Welcome home.’’ You looked up to see his tired eyes. ‘’Let’s get rid of those model – eye bags of yours.’’ You took his arm and softly led him to the bedroom. You pouted when Chan didn’t move and gently shook your hand off.

‘’Sorry baby, I need to shower first, I’m all sweaty. Don’t be sad, I’ll be right back’’ Chan gave you one last kiss before heading to the shower.

When he came back, you were already waiting for him with fresh sheets and sheet masks for the both of you. You two ended up talking for way longer than you were supposed to, making fun of each other’s faces with the on and Chan filling you in on all the crazy stuff that happened in the dorms. You realized how late it was when you two heard bird chirps outside. You mentally thanked god that you both have a day off and went to bed. Needless to say you two ended up sleeping till noon.

Minho:

Waking up with lee know by your side was one of the best feelings ever. It was one of those lucky days where he didn't have anything planned for the whole day. Lee know is really touchy with people who he loves and so you woke up facing each other, with his arms securily around your waist and legs entangled together. You felt safe in his hold. While you wanted to stay in his strong hold forever you knew that you have to get up eventually and knowing Minho, he will not be the first one to wake up.

You gave one last look at his relaxed, sleeping face. God, he is perfect. You gently brushed your fingertips along his jawline while thinking of how lucky you were to have someone as precious as him. You gave him a gentle kiss. You felt him slightly smiling against your lips.

"Good morning, baby" you said while gently brushing through his hair.

He let out a slight groan. "Just 5 more minutes..." Lee know said with his slight morning voice. "Or a little longer..." He mumbled while digging his head in your shoulder.

You knew that there was no escape. And so you accepted the faith that you were given and gave into the warmth of his body.

You both loved the feeling of being close to each other and that is exactly what you did.

Changbin:

You looked at yourself in the mirror for the last time, fixing your hair and smiling at your reflexion. You normally didn’t wear anything fancy when going out with Changbin, but today you were really feeling yourself.

Are you ready y/n? I’m waiting for you outside! :)

Just a second, I’m almost done. Can’t wait! ♡♡

You rushed outside to find your boyfriend fiddling with his phone, while leaning against a wall. When he saw you his eyes widened and he almost fell. We love a clumsy man

‘’Whoah, that was unexpected’’ He said while nervously touching the back of his neck. You just smiled and leaned in to give a small, but loving kiss. He deepened the kiss before letting go and leading you to the car.

While changbin was driving, you rested your head on his shoulder. Soft music was playing in the background. You lost track of time and before you knew it, you were already at the location.

You were really comfortable and wanted to stay in that position for a little while longer. You knew that Channie liked acting tough in public and didn't want to "ruin his image". That meant little to no pda.

Changbin gently shook you. "Were here it's time to go!"

"Channie, let's stay like this for a while." You said while playing with his hands.

He just laughed while turning to give you a kiss on the forehead. He was so soft for you. Few minutes passed and it was time to enjoy your date. Changbin held your hand the whole entire time. Congradulations you cracked him

Hyunjin:

Ok, sooo..... phone, keys, food, water aaaaannnd passport. You were ready. You headed out to JYP's building. Even after all these months the same manager never forgot yo ask for your passport, like you haven't vissited this building hundrets of times already. To be completely honest, you still weren't used to the huge building and managed to get lost every, damn time. With the help of a few workers there, you headed to the practising room.

When you found the right room you noticed that the door was already open. You peeked your head in and found Hyunjin all sweaty, sitting on the floor, while resting his head on the wall. You heard blasting music and a cold breeze of air, which was probabbly because he opened every, single window to let in some air, despite the multiple scolds from you about how he is going to get sick this way.

"He must have been practising there for hours... " you mumbled to yourself. You knew that it was hard being an idol. But when you saw him laying like that you got a reminder of exactly how much he puts in to achieve his dreams.

"You know that you can come in right?" You mentally cursed yourself. You got sidetracked by your thoughts and didn't even notice, that he noticed you staring at him.

"Hiii! I bought you lunch. Thought you might get hungry here." You sat down next to him and handed him the food you ordered before. It really wasn't much, but you couldn't trust yourself enough to touch the kitchen by yourself.

"Thank you, y/n! I don't know what I would do without you." Hyunjin kissed you and opened the food. "OMG YOU BROUGHT ME SUUUSHIIIIII!" Hyunjin's face lit up as he engulfed you in a giant bear hug. You laughed at his cute reaction. After he finnished the meal he put the emptied box down and just layed there with you on top of him.

"I love you, you know that right?" He mumbled under his breath while playing with the strands of your hair. You hugged him even tighter "I love you too, Hyunjinnie!"

Jisung:

,,Please Jisung-ah, I will watch literally anything else!’’

,,Commoon y/n! Please. I promise you it’s gonna be fun! If you watch this with me I’m going to be the one bringing the trash out for the next week.’’

,,Ugh fiiiiiiiiine…’’ You grunted.

You have no idea how he convinced you to do this. You hated horror movies. But there you were on the couch, scared shitless, hiding in the crook of your boyfriend’s neck.

Each time you jumped at the scary scene he laughed even harder. ‘’What are you scared of y/n? It’s really not that bad.’’ Jisung smirked devilishly knowing how much the movie affected you. He secretly enjoyed these moments where he could fill the strong, protective boyfriend role and feel your hands helplessly grabbing on his shirt. Also he just wanted to be able to make fun of you smh

After the movie you mentally took note to never watch a scary movie ever again. You were SHAKING and couldn’t help yourself from clinging to your boyfriend. You basically became a human koala bear and followed him everywhere. At first Jisung just laughed it off but then it started to become a problem when he couldn’t even get to the bathroom.

The tickle battle was on. Using the advantage, he ran and did what he had to do. After returning and seeing you hiding under billions of blankets, he felt bad for just running away like that and jumped in the bed with you.

‘’AAAGHHH you’re so cute, y/n.’’ He said squishing your cheeks and giving you a quick kiss on the lips.

Felix:

You just woke up. You didn’t even realize that you fell asleep in the first place. You were chilling at the dorm with the boys so you didn’t know how you ended up sleeping in Felix’s bed. You sleepily rolled out of the comfy sheets and threw on one of his oversized, comfy hoodies and went downstairs.

You found Felix playing games with the other members. He was concentrated on the screen, wanting to prove that he is a good player, while everyone else teased him.

‘’Didn’t you start playing it 4 months before him?’’ Jisung laughed.

‘’Hey, he just got lucky. I’ll beat him next time.’’

You smiled and back hugged Felix placing your head in the crook of his neck.

‘’I think you did great!’’ You said and gave him a kiss on the cheek. Felix got scared at first thinking that you were Minho trying to tease him, but once he realized that it was you he relaxed in your arms.

‘’Oh, you’re up already, y/n? I thought that you might hurt your back sleeping on the couch like that, so I carried you to my bed. Did you sleep well?’’

‘’Ugh not to interrupt you, but can you please get a room, we have to protect the children!’’ Bang Chan quietly begged. Felix jumped off the map and lead you back to his bed and you ended up spooning each other to sleep.

Seungmin:

"Seungminni, pleaassee! This is getting ridiculous." You pouted. You're boyfriend decided that it would be funny, to not give you any affection for the whole day. Whenever you leaned in for a kiss, he would dodge it. Whenever you tried to hug him, he managed to wiggle out of your grip. "Nu-uh it's only getting interesting now." Seungmin playfully winked at you and gave you a light pat on your head. Gosh you hate this little game of his. "I swear to god if you keep doing this to me, I will find someone else to cuddle with!" The smile on Seungmin's face disappeared as his eyes widened in shock. "Say sike right now or I will throw hands." (it's getting late and I'm so sorry) You didn't respond and just walked out the room. Seungmin soon followed and grabbed your hand. "I'm so sorry y/n. This was all a joke I really didn't mean to upset you." You saw the pain glisten in his eyes. Immediate guilt tripped over you. But then you remembered about his antics earlier. "Ha! Got you! The only one who I was going to cuddle was Mr. Flower bear. (Mr. Flower bear was a gift from Seungmin, for Valentine's Day. You named him that, because he had a flower crown on it's head.) Seungmin's shoulders dropped as a sigh of relief escaped his lips. "Oh my God, you almost gave me a heart attack. From now on I'm never letting you out my arms ever again." Sweet victory.

Jeongin:

Istg he makes me so soft I'm- You stood there with a big, comfy pillow in your arms. Jeongin opened the door and you were immediately hit with his precious smile and his little claps of excitement. "Hi, y/n! You ready?" It was an intense, late night, pillow fort movie marathon. You two just finished the last Harry Potter movie and having a debate over what's the best spell in the movie. "Common, Jeongin, Wingardium Leviosa is iconic. You can't deny that." "Yeah, but Expecto Patronum is still cooler. Would you rather make something float or see your spirit animal? I think that anyone with the right mind would pick the spirit animal." You sighed in defeat. You knew that he is too stubborn and you wondered why did you even start the debate. "Fine you win, let's watch another movie and then let's go to bed, it's getting late." "No pressure, but the last movie matters the most." You lock eyes with him and understand that a battle for the remote control is coming. You kissed him on the cheek, making him flustered and got a head start. Once he realized what you were doing, Jeongin caught you in his grip and started tickling you. You lost your balance from laughing so hard and right before you hit the floor Jeongin managed to catch your head. "Whoah, are you okay? I'm so sorry y/n, I didn't want you to get hurt." "I'm fine, but now I have the advantage of choosing the movie." Jeongin just showed you his tounge and hugged you tighter. "Whatever. As long as I spend time with you, I'm happy." You laughed at his cheesy line. "Gosh, I love you."

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wolf-555-writer · 5 years ago

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Target On My Back Part 8

Sad to say, but this it the last part of the series. Hope you like this one and hope you’ve enjoyed the other parts as well! Thanks for all the comments and reads, really appreciate hearing from you guys :)

And special thanks to @kaddistar . You’re amazing! Thanks for taking the time to read it beforehand and give me feedback to get all the facts straight. And obviously the fucking amazing backstory. Couldn’t have done it without you! :)

Natasha Romanoff/Black Widow x Reader

Summary: Having found her true match, Natasha starts to think that even though her dark past, she does deserve happiness. But then you get shot and she blames herself for it. For the mistake she made and she starts to doubt all over again. Will Natasha be able to defeat the demons in her mind and finally get that happiness she deserves?

Word Count: 5,162

Seated on the roof of the SHIELD facility, the place she goes when she wants to be alone and think. It’s been a couple of months now since the incident. The missions are not the same without you. Natasha leans back, resting on her elbows. She closes her eyes and sighs, letting out a long breath. There was no time to drive to Headquarters. You wouldn’t have made it. Badly wounded, Clint and Natasha carried you into an emergency unit twenty minutes away from the grim warehouse instead. They made it in thirteen. Hanging on by a thread. Immediately put down on a gurney. Rushed towards an operating room by a fair amount of doctors, all dressed in white. Flatline en route... She still recalls what her shaking hands had looked like. Red. Covered in your blood. The round had pierced the vest, and didn’t leave an innocent flesh wound behind. But if you hadn’t jumped in front of her, she wouldn’t be sitting here right now. She has gone over the mistake countless times. It wasn’t supposed to go that way. Why didn’t she anticipate what was coming? Had she been off her game? Did she underestimate him? Being distracted? Distracted by emotions? It doesn’t matter anymore. It was stupid. Stupid of you to jump in front of her. It should’ve been her.

Natasha pushes the thought away. It’s not a good memory. She closes her eyes again and shakes her head as if to clear away the image, making room for a better one. It’s not a special memory, but it’s at least a tiny spark of happiness hidden in all the bad.

“(Y/N), you just missed the turn”. “No I didn’t”, you say, voice full of certainty, driving in a crappy old car with Natalia riding shotgun. Actually, it’s a stolen, crappy old car, driving away from a successful assasination attempt that won’t ever be traced back to the two of you. Not driving too fast, or too slow, calm and relaxed, not drawing any attention at all. As you’ve been trained to do. Flashes of blue lights fly by, going in the other direction fast, accompanied by a wailing sound of sirens. “Where are we going?”, Natalia asks once again. The answer she has to settle for is a mysterious grin on your face, keeping your eyes focused on the road that’s being illuminated by the poorly working headlights. The breaks screech and the vehicle comes to a lingering halt. Leaving the headlights on in the dark of night, you get out of the piece of scrap-iron, but pop your head back in and say, “You coming or what?”. Natalia opens the door on the passenger side, not knowing what you’re up too, yet liking the mystery of it. And being here in the middle of nowhere with none other than you. She walks to the front, leaning against the hood of the car, hearing the calming sound of the gentle waves in the sea. She glances at you when you appear, holding an item in your hand. A glass bottle. Unscrewing the cap, you place yourself next to her, close of course, and smile. “Want some?”. “I thought you’d never ask”, she teases and grabs the vodka bottle, taking a sip, not breaking eye contact with you. “Beautiful view, isn’t it?”, you hint at her, staring into her fiery green eyes for a moment, then averting your gaze to the numerous stars in the sky above.

It was indeed a beautiful view, as well as the stars... she calls to mind when another Agent steps on the roof. Natasha speaks, “I can't. I just… I can't keep doing this”. “I know, it’s been months. Just give it some time”, the person replies. “I don’t know if I can do that…”. “You just have to hold on a little longer, okay? Can you do that?”. A hand squeezes her shoulder softly, trying to give the redhead some comfort.

“And don’t be so dramatic, Nat”, the Agent says, sitting down next to her. “I’m the one that actually took a bullet”. “Just let me have this moment okay”, she jokes, nudging her shoulder lightly against yours. “Some days I can't stand the Agent assigned with me”, she complains. “I'm constantly busy holding their hand or telling them what to do”.

“Ah, I see. That explains the drama”, you say using a sympathetic tone. “I just miss working with you”, Natasha reveals. “Don't go too hard on them, okay. I don't know if you've heard, but it's nearly impossible to keep up with the Agent Romanoff. She's just that good”. Natasha’s eyes glint and she grins at your last remark when a peaceful silence lays over the place for a minute.

“Were you thinking about that memory again?”, you ask her, referring to the moment you entered the rooftop earlier. The redhead stays silent and keeps staring at the clouded, grey horizon. “It’s a miracle I’m still an Agent you know”, she mentions after a couple of seconds, ignoring your question still. Borrowing a SHIELD helicopter - as Natasha phrased it - wasn’t taken up that well by the Director. However, he couldn’t argue with the end result, because she brought one of his best Agents back - like Fury expected she would. “Guess you are irreplaceable after all”, you react with a smile and cup her face with your left hand. “Especially to me”. You stroke her cheek with your thumb softly and stare into her eyes. She grins. “Wow, did you just make that up or was it rehearsed?”. “As a matter of fact, it came to me this very moment. I’m just that smooth”. Natasha rolls her eyes which is roughly translated to ‘how do I put up with this person’ and says, “Only ‘cause you took a bullet for me, otherwise…”. She doesn’t finish her sentence, instead leaned closer, and gives a sweet kiss on your lips which is more than happily accepted by you - not needing to know how that sentence ended anyway.

After your lips parted your expression hardens. “I’m sorry Nat”, you apologize. “Sorry? For what?”. You take her hand in yours and tilt your head down as a sign of failure. It takes a moment for you to speak again. “That… that I don’t remember. That I can’t remember all those memories from our past”. She lifts your chin up and locks eyes, that mesmerizing grin present, knowing exactly what to say. “Well, let’s make some unforgettable ones then”.

Your face gradually lights up and you shuffle to the right with the use of both arms. Closely settling beside Natasha and she rests her head on your shoulder quietly. Mind unwittingly wandering to the event that happened 3 months, 2 weeks and 6 days ago - you know, approximately. How your heart had stopped, and fortunately began beating again - or so you’ve been told. It's all a blurry mess in your mind between Natasha firing her Glock and you waking up, more or less in one piece, in a hospital bed. There’s however one thing you do recall crystal clear. While Natasha took the kill shot, you had jumped in front of her, just in time, due to the other not-succeeded kill shot that would've otherwise torn through your lover's tactical vest. And, even worse, through her heart. She says it was stupid of you, only you would do it again, and again, and again if it means saving her. But seriously, sometimes it feels as if there’s a real angel guarding over the high-risk life you’re living, preventing you from leaving this messed up world.

“How did they find us anyway?”, you wonder out loud, breaking the silence. Natasha looks up and takes a few seconds to gather an answer. “I doubt the KGB was searching for a presumed dead person, so I guess they found me. But, as you know, got you instead”. “Hmm catchy, ‘presumed dead person’”, you repeat ironically. “But I don't know how. Fury suspected that it was one of our own who talked” - the reason why he didn't officiate your retrieval, as to prevent a rescue team from walking into a possible ambush. Besides, the Director knows perfectly well how competent the former spy/assassin is on her own - “But there's still no proof to confirm that. So, or they're covering their tracks pretty damn good, or we just don't know. Doesn't really matter now”, Natasha concludes.

“What do you think would have happened if that KGB officer took me back? To Russia?”. Calling him your ‘dad’ hasn’t even crossed your mind. The bastard didn’t deserve it. He deserved to be shot. A retribution for what he had done to your loving mother who gave her life for you. Natasha responds firmly, “I wouldn't have let that happen”. “I know, but what if?”. “Brainwash you. Use you as their weapon. Again. He might not have been able to kill you, but it sure as hell wouldn't have been a happy family ending”. “Understatement of the year. I got all the family I need here anyways”. You glance at Natasha. She grins again. “You're really on a roll today huh”. With a silly smile you shrug your shoulders and lean closer again, just like Natasha, and receive a warm kiss once more.

“Are you sure you ready?”, Natasha caringly asks, giving her watch a quick peek. “Never been more ready”, you confidently state, waiting for this moment for what seems to be forever. Sitting still is not one of your qualities and you’ve been training day in and day out since you gained permission to get out of that uncomfortable infirmary bed. Preparing yourself for what you do best. Natasha studies you with narrowed eyes for a solid ten seconds first, “Good. That said, we should go. Can't be late for the briefing”, and jumps up. You slowly follow as if having all the time in the world. “Relax, it's fine. Coulson has a soft spot for us”. Your colleague raises her eyebrows at that statement and corrects, “For you, you mean”. “No, not only for me”, you reply defensively. “Yes he does, it's very obvious. You're his favorite”. You scoff and place your hands on your hips. “No I am not. Take it back”. Natasha marches towards the rooftop entrance and sticks with her point of view. “No, why would I? It's true”. “Okay, then I guess Director Fury has a soft spot for you, considering you still have your job”, you counter after having reached the entrance too by taking a sprint. “True, but I just call him Nick”. With a surprising smile you close the door behind you. “You're joking”. “Do I look like I'm joking?”. Natasha has raised one eyebrow with a dead-serious expression present. You wave your hand in a nonchalant way. “Pff, I'll just ask Maria”. “It's Agent Hill”. “You're so gonna regret that”. She laughs and bites her lip after saying, “Oh I can't wait”.

Natasha scans the crowded pavement across the street. A group of tourists following their guide closely while taking pictures of the same-looking shop-windows and of dull, concrete buildings. She doesn’t really see the point, taking a bunch of photos that will be stored away on some drive and never be looked at again. Her eyes move to a person who’s wearing headphones, a black hoodie, same colour backpack and ripped, faded jeans. Nope, too young. An expensive sports car pulls to the curb, and someone in a just-as-expensive suit, glossy golden watch showing off on his wrist, is shouting curse words into his phone while climbing out. Too rich. The SHIELD Agent is waiting patiently and leans back while speaking into her earpiece, “How’s it going?”.

A scope glides over ordinary people who are unaware that they’re being watched and fixes on the image of a woman, seated at a table outside of a cosy café. A cup of coffee in front of her, already empty, and wearing sunglasses to shield her eyes from the bright sun rays. She sits cross legged, a calm appearance, yet properly concealed from the public carrying a firearm and her hair is colored stunningly red. It’s Agent Romanoff.

A voice returns in Natasha’s ear. “Watching your every move”. “I don’t think you’re supposed to be looking at me”, she implies to the other SHIELD Agent present on this operation, who is located in a five-story building across the street, scanning the block from this ideal vantage point. Natasha lowers her sunglasses a bit and peers over the metal brim at an apartment window, precisely in your direction and raises her eyebrows. “Fine, but it’s not my fault that you’re the most beautiful view”, you suggest and move the scope to a group of people who are crossing the street because the walk signal just turned green.

“Focus (Y/N)”, Romanoff says with a professional tone, though a small smile present on her features, and lays eyes on someone exiting an alleyway. Brawny looking, rough beard and ragged coat, two sizes too large, meaning it’s easy to stow a weapon underneath. No, too short. “I can't seem to spot this guy”. “Me neither”, you reply, while Natasha’s eyesight already hit her next possible target. A man who has his hands tucked away deeply in his rain-coat pockets, a hat on, possibly to hide his face, and accidently bumped into a couple holding hands. He seems jumpy and is sweating nervously, not mentally stable at all. Too paranoid. Then onto a blond, short-haired guy, eating an unhealthy burger, watching his surroundings intently - sort of - from inside a dark law-enforcement SUV. Natasha rolls her eyes and sighs. Too obvious.

“And not to mention the guy’s kinda huge”, Barton adds, taking another bite of his cheeseburger as he stares out the half-tinted car window. “Always bringing useful information to the table, Barton”. Natasha knows she shouldn’t take it out on her close friend. But she’s currently well past the point of slight frustration. The intel is correct. It has to be, because she is the one who acquired it. Her sources never disappoint- she makes sure of that. After all, she is still Black Widow. So why hasn’t the guy shown up? The man entered the country two days ago and he’s here for one reason, and one reason only. To kill. So she shouldn’t have to explain why it is of great importance to locate and capture him.

“Wait, hold on”, you return. “Found him”. See, I knew I was right, Natasha thinks, constraining herself from gloating too much. Leave that for, well, never. She doesn’t care about bragging rights or taking the self-centered glory for herself. She only cares about getting the job done. Natasha has her heart rate, breathing and mind under complete control. She’s ready. This is where the actual operation is about to start. She patiently waits for you to disclose the location. But it stays awfully quiet.

You feel a cold, metal barrel pressed against the back of your neck. The comm in your ear is snatched out and crushed inside a beefy fist. Patted-down and disarmed too. Shit. Well at least I have the target… Taking the information you have on the man into heavy consideration, then making a run for it doesn't seem the most thoughtful action right now. Especially if you want to avoid another shot wound to showcase itself on your body. And if the bullet doesn’t kill me then Nat will definitely kill me for getting shot again…

“I still remember you”, a guy with a thick Russian accent speaks. “Yeah, seems to be going around a lot these days”. Word got out a certain KGB-snitch is still alive. And apparently you’ve pissed some people off - made even more enemies - during your previous employment.

With the butt of his gun he hits you in the head and grapples you by the collar of your jacket to brutally spin you around. Knocking you off balance, limiting a powerful counter-attack from your fist, or elbow, or knee, or- well, you get the point. Now away from the window, you face him, finally revealing himself. How in the world did this guy sneak up on you without you noticing? You didn’t hear a single sound. Not a light creak from the wooden floorboards. Or a squeaky hinge from the door. Not even a pair of footsteps. Guess he is a lot smarter than his appearance gives credit for. In addition to his covert approach, he also bypassed three- no, two-and-a-half SHIELD Agents surveilling the block and found your hiding spot too. You have to admit, the guy has some impressive skills, doesn’t mean it hurts less though. Big-guy shoves the SHIELD Agent against the red-brick wall next to the window you were previously monitoring out of and pushes the stiff barrel of the gun in the skin on your jawline. Well, he’s angry all right. You obviously did something to him that you can’t recall anymore. But it might be related to that nasty scar on the left side of his head that was recently covered by a blue baseball cap, and had just fallen off. “Some other friends of yours also gonna drop by?”, you challenge, which he answers with another hurtful strike of his handgun. You spit out some blood and mock, “Maybe they’ll hit harder”.

Big-guy’s expression doesn’t budge and your challenging remark earns you a steel fist to the stomach - Ouch - driving the much-needed air out of your lungs too. “You stupid if you think this ‘funny’ distracting will work. I still kill you for doing this”. With his free hand he points to the left side of his buzz-cut head. “And I work alone, is better that way”. Showing off your teeth that have become red with blood, you start to smile widely. “Well, that's a shame. Cause I don't”.

“Drop the gun”, a familiar voice orders. The man spins around and grabs you in a tight headlock, barking back at the SHIELD Agent, “No, you drop gun!”. Natasha hesitates but holds her aim. “I said drop it!”. His finger is now pressing on the trigger dangerously. “Do it, or I pull!”. She has a clear shot, but knows that if she takes it, he will too. And she is not looking to decorate these apartment walls with the insides of your skull. So, there’s only one option. “Alright, easy, easy”. She throws her palms up as a sign of surrender. “I'll drop it”. Is this her weakness? Would she have done this in any other situation? - meaning before you happened. Would she?

Natasha slowly lowers the gun to place it on the paneled floor and says to the guy, “Guess I forgot to look over my shoulder. It’s very important”. “Kick it away”, he grumbles. With her foot she slides the Glock towards Big-guy, also taking a small step in the process.

“Stay back! Keep hands up”, he shouts, prodding the muzzle of the gun against your temple aggressively. “Easy, easy”, Natasha says with her hands up again, now interlocked behind her head. “And this idiot forgot to look over shoulder”, he mocks with a hateful grimace and yanks on his arm, temporarily closing off your windpipe. “Jeez, thanks, I know I'm not perfect”, you cough-speak with a hoarse voice. Though, you do feel like an idiot. Too easily you got caught in this guy’s intense strong grip where it’s impossible to free yourself from. And even if you could pull it off, then there’s still the high, unavoidable chance of getting shot. Nice odds. Would this have happened if you hadn’t gone into the field today? Is it too fast? Maybe you should’ve taken more time to recover. The almost-fatal shot wound (the second one to be precise) has taken its toll on your body as you haven't reached your old physical level yet, lacking a weighted 10 percent still. The price to pay. Uncertain if you'll ever be able to reach that full 100 some day in the future. One thing is certain however, if this particular situation would’ve happened either way, then Natasha wouldn't have wanted anyone else other than you here. Somebody who thinks like her and understands her without telling or showing what to do. Somebody who can read her mind.

“But it's never too late to look over your shoulder, am I right?”, you state loudly. The humorless Russian has more strength, you’ve experienced that all too well. But what you lack in that department compared to him, you make up for in speed. “Huh?”. Before he can even comprehend what it is that you mean, you rotated your head to the side, as if looking- well, it’s not that hard to fill this in- and lowered your body just about enough to rule out an unfavourable outcome. A razor-sharp blade grazes your neck and thrusts into Big-guy, now sticking out of his chest below his collarbone. When putting her Glock down on the floor, Natasha had cleverly grabbed her knife from the sheath hidden at her ankle and threw it from behind her head, perfectly timed with your movement.

The tough guy screams in pain - remarkably in a high pitch for a dude his size - and tries to grasp the knife handle with his armed-hand, relaxing his other arm slightly. Which is more than enough for you. You grip his wrist and duck down, weaving under his bulky arm and stretch it behind his back in an unnatural position. Another cry of pain comes out and his knees buckle due to a firm kick in the back of them. The skilled knife-thrower, aka your colleague, has also jumped in, closing the distance first, and snapped the weapon that was about to be aimed at her out of his hand with a precise swing of her leg. “Impressive”, you say to the redhead, motioning to the sharp blade with your eyes, because currently you have your hands full.

At last an angry groan escapes Scar-face’s mouth when you safely detain him by cuffing his wrists together, nice and tight. Then your eyes shift to the doorpost, same as Natasha’s, when someone else arrives, severly out of breath. “What? Did I... miss all... the fun?”, Clint huffs, slightly bent over and leaning against the white-painted door frame with his arm. “We'll give you a little credit, okay Barton”, Natasha teases with a wink. “But you need to lay off the cheeseburgers. Probably better”, you advise your friend.

He looks up at you with an angry scowl which changes into concern promptly. “Hold up, you’re bleeding (Y/N)”. “Yeah, that seems to happen when I’m with the two of you”, you answer Barton, handing him the new detainee. “Wait- what exactly went down here?”, Clint asks suspiciously, pointing at the knife handle flaunting on the man’s chest. Natasha and you both shrug your shoulders in innocence. "Ugh, never mind", forcefully encouraging the massive, cuffed Russian towards the exit with an aggravated push, Agent Barton shakes his head as a reaction to his fellow Agents, “Why do I even ask”.

“First day back and you almost manage to get yourself shot again”, Natasha says, bumping your shoulder playfully while walking out of the apartment room side by side. “Yeah and it wasn’t even by you”, you joke. But when you glance at Natasha, you notice that she gives off an agitated impression. “Too soon?”

Holding up a small, squared mirror with a troubled expression, you hiss, “That’s definitely gonna be a scar”. Sorry, Natasha mouths, disinfecting the small wound on your neck that she caused after having cleaned up the dried, dark blood first. “Still, good thing you didn’t throw a Widow’s Bite. That wouldn’t have left a cut, but it would’ve hurted like hell”. “See, I do care about you”, she admits, tilting her head slightly, and putting down the medical supplies, “All done by the way”. “Yeah, love you too”, you say with an ironic tone and stand up from the exam table positioned against the back wall of the small infirmary. Mirror still in hand, you move it closer to your jawline once more and note, “Matching scars it is. Don’t even remember how that other one got there”. I do, Natasha thinks, but doesn’t consider it of great importance to tell. Could be because she was the cause of that one as well. So instead she says, with a quick wink, “Don’t worry, you’re still cute”, which makes your busted lips curve into a smile.

“Hey, you free the rest of the day?”, you ask the redhead, putting on a clean shirt - without a blood stain - and grab your leather jacket. “What are you up to?”, she replies with narrowed eyes. “Come on. It’s a surprise”. She is not a big fan of surprises, yet your mysterious look makes her very curious. So Natasha motions with an open hand to the door and says, “Lead the way”.

Having crossed half of SHIELD HQ by now, you encounter some other agents who are staring at Romanoff and you just a little too long with their judgy eyes. But you don’t care what they think of you or Natasha. Let them judge. About your shared past- which is actually unknown to them, because it's highly classified, strictly known by only a handful of people-, about your work as an agent, about your failures, not having a perfect record anymore. Nah, you don’t care. There are other, more important things to care about. And a special person in particular. Going inside an elevator that only goes to the basement levels of the building, you reach into your pocket. “I know it's probably not the same as that crappy car you told me about-”. Holding up two sets of keys, you look away and try to swallow a big lump that has formed in your throat, but feel a warm hand touching yours. “It's perfect”, Natasha says softly. “They are property of SHIELD, but I figured we could borrow them, all they do there is collecting dust anyway”, you continue. “I won't tell if you won't”, your now co-conspirator offers while you meet her fiery green eyes. You smile. “Deal”.

Entering the huge garage filled with a variety of exclusive vehicles as the excitement is radiating from your bruised face, you propose, “So, you wanna go for a ride then?”, throwing one set of keys her way. Catching them midair, Natasha gives the item in her palm a quick look. “You asked Coulson, didn’t you?”. You glare at her. “...No”. Natasha laughs. “I know when you’re lying”. “Okay, maybe”, you admit and proceed to your prefered means of transportation. The redhead eyes you and voices, “Told you. Totally his favorite”.

Before putting the matte black helmet on Natasha challenges, “It’s about time we finally see who is the fastest”. Also sitting on another motorcycle as you chuckle. “No cheating Romanoff”. “As long as you don’t put a hole in my back tire then we’re okay”, she counters sharply. Key in the ignition, ready to turn but you freeze at her reaction and look at her with narrowed eyes. “Too soon?”, she teases and closes the visor while speeding away with screeching tires. “You’re so gonna regret that”, you whisper and set the chase for Black Widow once more. This time with an entirely different intention. You tighten the grip on the handlebars with both hands and accelerate, leaving a trail of white-grey smoke behind.

Feeling the chilly sea breeze on your skin, you slowly open your eyes and meet an orange-yellow painted sky. After an interesting run both stopped at the side of some remote mountain road to take a break and enjoy the beautiful view - you know which one. Your fellow Agent’s bike is standing next to yours, who might have reached this destination a fraction of a second earlier, but you would deny that of course. Still seated, your arms wrapped around the waist of the woman who’s currently sharing the leather bike-seat with you, not ever thinking about letting her go. She’s leaning back, cuddled up to you closely as she’s in need of some warmth to counter the cooling air around her. Both staring at the horizon where the sun is gradually setting, your chin gently resting on her right shoulder. Natasha rotates her head a bit in your direction. “Was it my fault?”. “Nat- just drop it”. “Please?”. You sigh. “Okay, I was mad at Barton”. “Yes, I noticed. Everyone noticed. My question is, why?”. “I didn’t like him knowing my past”. “So it was my fault?”. “Well… and also that you and him were so close”. You pause and Natasha glances at you, waiting for your next words. “Maybe I was jealous”. She laughs. “Maybe?”. “I was dealing with a lot of emotions at the time, okay. Give me some slack”, you counter and quickly add, “But I have it under control now”. Natasha looks at you, proud, and buries herself into your safe embrace again, resting her head against the side of yours. “Yeah, me too”.

“Told Barton the same after we had some beers. All he did was laugh, like non-stop for ten minutes”, you say with a light grumpy tone. “I totally understand why he laughed his ass off. I mean come on, ‘jealous’?”, Natasha says with a chuckle. “Clint and I are just good friends. You and I are-”. “Complicated?”, you finish with a half-smile. “Much more and will always be, is what I was about to say”, she mentions with a corrective voice. Shit, I almost forgot… You move one arm away from Natasha’s waist and still feel the item in your jacket pocket.

“I know we shouldn’t… but I brought something”. The redhead glances over her shoulder to look at your hand. Natasha’s eyes sparkle and she wants to speak, but is at a loss of words, and quietly takes one. “Cheers”, you whisper in her ear, holding up the bottle filled with vodka next to hers, “To making new memories”. She clings the glass with yours and repeats, “To making new memories”. And both take a chug of the strong alcoholic liquid. You wince a little. Oof, strong stuff. Yet Natasha seems unaffected by the Russian booze and gazes at the horizon again. Staring into the wide, unknown world, where nothing is certain. Except for one thing.

The target on your back will never go away, is what Coulson had said the moment you woke up from the almost fatal shot wound - the second one. It's a part of you. Of your past. Of your current job. You'll have to carry it with you until the end. What the end may ever be. You turn your head slightly to the left, and know it will be alright. No, not till the next time.

But till the end.

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Tatsuhiro Nome SSR

2020 ー BIRTHDAY DATE [BIRTHDAY DATE]

“My neck. Hold on tightly.”

Part 1

ーA knock at the door.ー

Tsubasa: ‘Yes, I am coming!’

Tatsuhiro: ‘Hey, Sumisora.’

Tsubasa: ‘Nome-san, I am sorry that you took the trouble to come here. Please sit down.’

Tatsuhiro: ‘Yeah, thanks.’

Tatsuhiro: ‘Though, I also have to apologize. To suddenly intrude on you, I thought the timing was right and you were close by….. Did you have other work to do?’

Tsubasa: ‘No, I am completely fine. I am very thankful that you let me do the interview as soon as possible.’

Tatsuhiro: ‘I see, then it’s all good. Then, should we slowly start?’

Tsubasa: ‘Yes, I will be in your care! As I sent in JOIN earlier, today’s interview is about the publication of Nome-san’s birthday report….. The content will consist of Nome-san’s latest information. First is,『Favourite Type of Girl』.’

Tatsuhiro: ‘Aah…..Yeah. That was it….’

At remembering the kind of questions for the Birthday interview, Tatsuhiro turns red and stammers out his response.

Tsubasa: ‘Eh?’

Tatsuhiro: ‘No…..Even though I read Yuta’s report, I completely forgot about that.’

Tatsuhiro: ‘Right. This year is, this…..’

Tsubasa: ‘Ah…...E-Ehm, I….. I am sorry….! I should have given you the details first.’

Tsubasa: ‘If you find it difficult to do, you could fill in the answers in the questionnaire instead…..’

Tatsuhiro: ‘No, it’s alright. Let me finish it now.’

Tsubasa: ‘A-Are you really sure?’

Tatsuhiro: ‘Yeah, it’s no problem.『Favourite Type of Girl』, right? It’s a question I answered a lot until now. That’s why, well, my『Favourite Type of Girl』is…..’

With a slight blush, he answers the question honestly, albeit a bit embarrassed.

Tatsuhiro: ‘.....That one, it has to be that one.’

Tatsuhiro: ‘......Something like a cute smile….. That one.’

Tsubasa: ‘......! People with a wonderful smile are attractive regardless of gender, are they not?’

Tatsuhiro: ‘Yeah…..I agree. You don’t need to force a smile…. The eyes are drawn to smiles that naturally brighten the surroundings.’

Tsubasa: ‘When you say that, Nome-san’s smile as well brightens your surroundings. It is a gentle smile.’

Tatsuhiro: ‘Eh…..No, ahー...... W-What’s the next question?’

Tsubasa: ‘Eh? Ah, ehm….. It is about the hairstyle. What do you like more, long or short hair?’

Tatsuhiro: ‘The hair length? Well, anything’s fine but….. Long’s better…. It’s not something I have so... It seems to take up time and care. To be able to do so, I respect that.’

Tsubasa: ‘I see…..’

Tsubasa: ‘On to the next one, which type are you attracted more to, someone that is good at talking or good at listening?’

Tatsuhiro: ‘Let’s see….. If it’s the person you like, you can listen to them forever since it doesn’t get boringーー’ ________

Tsubasa: ‘Thank you very much, that is all for the interview.’

Tatsuhiro: ‘That just now, will it be okay….?’

Tsubasa: ‘Of course, it was perfect. I think everyone will have fun reading the report as well.’

Tatsuhiro: ‘I see….. Then I’m happy. Thanks for keeping me company, Sumisora.’

Tsubasa: ‘No, you are welcome. Next is…..Checking the schedule of the special project’s photoshoot.’

Tatsuhiro: ‘Aa, special project, huh……? Special project, right…..’

Tatsuhiro: ‘.......!’

Part 2

Tsubasa: ‘D-Do you want to look at Yuuta-kun’s report once again?’

Tatsuhiro: ‘No, I’m fine!’

Tsubasa: ‘But……’

Tatsuhiro: ‘It’s okay, I completely read it. That’s the…..『Birthday Date』, right?’

Tsubasa: ‘Yes, Nome-san decides the date plan for celebrating『Her Birthday』and will do a virtual photoshoot in regards to this plan.’

Tatsuhiro: ‘ Was it that I can decide what type of partner it is…..?’

Tsubasa: ‘That is right. And, the image of Nome-san’s partner is…..’

Tatsuhiro: ‘You’ll say it now?’

Tsubasa: ‘That is what I planned….. Is it no good?’

Tatsuhiro: ‘Ahー, no, it’s not like that…..’

He steels his nerve.

Tatsuhiro: ‘Okay. Tell me, Sumisora.’

Tsubasa: ‘Y-Yes. The image of Nome-san’s partner is 『Sports Girl』.’

Tatsuhiro: ‘.........’

Tsubasa: ‘........Nome-san?’

Tatsuhiro: ‘Ah…...No, sorry. I’m just a bit relieved…. If I couldn’t imagine my partner, I would be troubled. 『Sports Girl』it says, someone who likes to do sports is good, isn’t it?’

Tsubasa: ‘I agree. I wonder if it’s an image of someone that likes to move around and is cheerful?’

Tatsuhiro: ‘I see…… If so, then I want to exercise together.’

Tatsuhiro: ‘If we do it together, badminton, tennis…… But I think sports that compete in scores are somewhat different. If that’s the case, then going to the gym together may be fine as well. Something like reviewing forms, and encouraging each other during the hard training.’

Tsubasa: ‘Hard training….. W-Will I be able to, I wonder?’

Tatsuhiro: ‘Eh?’

Tsubasa: ‘Ah, I am sorry. I forgot to tell you….. Continuing from Yuuta-kun’s photoshoot, I will be in charge this time.’

Tatsuhiro: ‘I-Is that so…..?’

Tsubasa: ‘Thankfully, the photos I took at that time were well received within the company.’

Tatsuhiro: ‘Ah…..True, it was like it was taken by a professional.’

Tsubasa: ‘Really? Thank you very much……!’

Tatsuhiro: ‘Y-Yeah….. But, yeah. If I let you participate then it can’t be too hard of a program…..’

Tsubasa: ‘Not at all, please do not be worried! I am a bit concerned but….. I will definitely try to match with Nome-san.’

Tatsuhiro: ‘Sumisora…..Really?’

Tsubasa: ‘Really! That is why, please make your plan as you wish.’

Tatsuhiro: ‘Heh….. If so, then I will.’

Tatsuhiro: ‘But, since it’s a date for her sake, to be able to have a good time until the end, I’ll try to think about various things.’

Tsubasa: ‘Yes, please do so.’

(.......A gym date with Nome-san, huh.)

(Until that day I need to work on my stamina, and I want to study more about the camera….. Let’s give it my best!)

Part 3

ーThe day of the photoshoot.ー

Tsubasa and Tatsuhiro are, as she assumed, in the gym.

Tatsuhiro: ‘ーーFor now, let’s stretch. Put the camera down for a moment. You can take photos after it.’

Tsubasa: ‘Y-Yes. But if I can get some before…..’

Tatsuhiro: ‘Then, okay. Is it fine if I stretch your arms?’

Tsubasa: ‘That helps a lot….!’

Tatsuhiro: ‘How is it?’

Tsubasa: ‘Thank you very much. It seems to be fine.’

Tatsuhiro: ‘Good. Then, come here too. If you get injured, it will be troublesome, we're carefully doing a warm-up.’

Tatsuhiro: ‘First of all, put the soles of your feet together and to get your hip joint loosenedーー’ ________

Tatsuhiro: ‘......Alright, that’s enough for stretching. Now we’ll go into muscle training.’

Tatsuhiro: ‘Sumisora, do you know how to use the equipment?’

Tsubasa: ‘No, to be honest, I do not know them well….. This is for training your legs, right?’

Tatsuhiro: ‘Correct. The leg press works for quadriceps. First, we adjust the chair.’

Tatsuhiro: ‘Then choose a weight. If you're a beginner….’

Tsubasa: ‘Ah, Nome-san, please stay still.’

Tatsuhiro: ‘Eh?’

Tsubasa: ‘......Hmー......’

Tatsuhiro: ‘.......What?’

Tsubasa: ‘No, I am sorry. I thought that your figure while explaining created an atmosphere of『A Reliable Lover』and it was wonderful. But the angle was not too good…..’

Tsubasa: ‘Is it fine to shoot from a different angle?’

Tatsuhiro: ‘Y-Yeah….. Is it okay if I do it like this?’

Tsubasa: ‘Yes, look down a bit.’

Tatsuhiro: ‘Like this……?’

Tsubasa: ‘........’

Tatsuhiro: ‘........You don’t seem to agree?’

Tsubasa: ‘I am sorry…… I will try a bit harder. Can you continue without worrying about the camera?’

Tatsuhiro: ‘Understood. Don’t hesitate to tell me if it’s something I can do.’ ________

Tatsuhiro: ‘ーーSumisora, you must be tired. Drink some water.’

Tsubasa: ‘Ah…… Thank you very much.’

Tatsuhiro: ‘Quite the depressed look, huh. Show me the camera for a second.’

Tsubasa: ‘Yes……’

Tatsuhiro: ‘Hee…...Aren’t those great. I thought it would be okay since you always inclined your head to the side, if it’s like this then there shouldn’t be a problem with what pictures to choose for the page.’

Tsubasa: ‘Really……? It makes me happy if you say so. But….. I feel like there are ways of taking pictures to make the fans even more pleased. To emphasize Nome-san’s good qualities even more…..’

Tatsuhiro: ‘My good qualities, huh….. If we just talk about my face, I feel the same no matter where it’s taken from…… Maybe because it’s my face.’

Tatsuhiro: ‘There are a lot of fans that write to me that they like the dark mole under my eye or the beautiful bridge of my nose. Then, it was the…..lip? To be honest, I didn’t understand too well what they meant with a cool upper lip….. Anyway, it looks like there are also fans that think like that.’

Tsubasa: ‘Mole, nose, lips….. As I thought, the fans do want to look closer at Nome-san’s beautiful face.’

Her genuine compliment makes him blush, yet another unexpected moment for him.

Tatsuhiro: ‘I-I don’t know about beautiful but….. It may be like that, huh.’

Tsubasa: ‘Hm….. In that case, we may need to take a bit more photos from the front. However, those will not make use of the gym situation……’

Tsubasa: ‘......Sit-ups?’

Tatsuhiro: ‘Eh?’

Tsubasa: ‘If you are at the gym, you might be using a machine but if you are on a date, it is not weird to have your ankles held down by your lover and do sit-ups, right?’

Tatsuhiro: ‘Well…..The gym has space, so there is no problem, I think?’

Tsubasa: ‘Then Nome-san, is it fine if you hold down my ankles?’

Tatsuhiro: ‘You, you don’t possibly intend….. To do sit-ups while taking pictures?’

Tsubasa: ‘I will attempt to. Please.’

Tatsuhiro: ‘I-I see….. I don’t mind.’

Tatsuhiro: ‘If you do it forcibly, you may hurt your back. Be aware of that, do it slowly, okay?’

Tsubasa: ‘Understood, let me try!’

Tsubasa: ‘Uuf……’

Tatsuhiro: ‘......Is that fine?’

Tsubasa: ‘That is good…..! One more…..’

Tatsuhiro: ‘Buuh….. Haha…..’

Tsubasa: ‘Ah, that smile too……. Please wait for a bi,.......’

Tsubasa: ‘Haa…… My abs are……’

Tatsuhiro: ‘Haha…… What’s this, Sumisora, you’re too amusing…..! To do such a photoshoot.’

Tatsuhiro: ‘Haha…..’

Tsubasa: ‘Like this, please stay like this!’

Tatsuhiro: ‘Puhaha!!’

Part 4

Both left the gym to take pictures with a different background.

Tatsuhiro: ‘Sumisora, are you really fine without taking a break?’

Tsubasa: ‘Of course! My abs are hurting a bit but…..’

Tatsuhiro: ‘Hehe….. Whenever I remember that earlier I have to laugh.’

Tsubasa: ‘P-Please do not laugh. I was serious…..!’

Tatsuhiro: ‘Aah, I figured. Sorry. But you know….. Haha.’

Tsubasa: ‘Geez….. But, I did my best because I was able to take a lot of pictures of Nome-san’s smile.’

Tsubasa: ‘Next we are going to run, right?’

Tatsuhiro: ‘Yeah. When I think about the birthday date, it may be weird….. In my opinion, I would go home and eat cake or delicious food together. With that in mind, I thought that if we exercised well, the other party would be able to enjoy the birthday meal to their heart’s content.’

Tatsuhiro: ‘I, to be honest, don’t think I want my partner to train as much as I do. I don’t care about the body shape either…..’

Tatsuhiro: ‘As expected about this, there are many that care about this, don’t they?’

Tsubasa: ‘I agree. If you are a sports person, you seem to be highly aware of it. This way of spending the birthday as well seems to be very pleasant.’

Tatsuhiro: ‘Yeah. I hope everyone, too, will think like that…..’

Tsubasa: ‘Please do not be worried. Because I am sure Nome-san’s consideration will be conveyed.’

Tatsuhiro: ‘.....You’re right. Thanks, Sumisora.’

Tatsuhiro: ‘And, how do we proceed with the photoshoot?’

Tsubasa: ‘Let me see….. While running slowly I think I want to shoot while running side-by-side with you for a while.’

Tatsuhiro: ‘Next to me? Isn’t it easier to zoom from afar?’

Tsubasa: ‘We will do that with another take. It is better to run and take photos, it brings out a sense of realism.’

Tatsuhiro: ‘I see….. But, be careful, okay?’

Tsubasa: ‘Yes, thank you very much.’

Tatsuhiro: ‘Yeah. Then, I’ll slow down the pace considerably and start.’

Tsubasa: ‘Understood!’ ______

Tatsuhiro: ‘.......How is it, can you go with it?’

Tsubasa: ‘Ehm…..’

Tsubasa: ‘Everything is perfect! Next, can you look at me?’

Tatsuhiro: ‘Yeah.’

Tsubasa: ‘Waah, the feeling to the photos are amazing…..’

Tsubasa: ‘Ah…….’

That little moment does not go unnoticed by Tatsuhiro. His eyes widen at the small noise of hers.

Tatsuhiro: ‘Sumisora? You, just now…..’

Tsubasa: ‘Ah…...I-I am sorry. I only fell down a bit. Let us continue as it is!’

Tatsuhiro: ‘You sure?’

Tsubasa: ‘Yes!’ ___

(W-What should I do….. My ankle seems to be a bit strained. But, if I stop here now, it will worry Nome-sanーー)

Tatsuhiro: ‘.......Quit it, Sumisora. Stop.’

Tsubasa: ‘Eh…..’

Tatsuhiro: ‘It’s your ankle right now, isn’t it. Your running changed.’

Tsubasa: ‘Eh…...No, it is nothing big…..’

Tatsuhiro: ‘Don’t be unreasonable. Let me see it.’

Tsubasa: ‘Ah……’

Tatsuhiro: ‘How is it here? Does it hurt?’

Tsubasa: ‘.......O-Only a bit.’

Tatsuhiro: ‘Maybe it’s swollen…..’

Tatsuhiro: ‘It’s not too big of a twist and isn’t that bad but it’s better to treat it now.’

Tatsuhiro: ‘Sumisora, put your arms around.’

Tsubasa: ‘Eh……?’

He comes close to her and…….

Tatsuhiro: ‘My neck. Hold on tightly.’

Tsubasa: ‘P-Please wait. I can walkーー’

Tatsuhiro: ‘I’ll lift you up.’

Tsubasa: ‘Ah……..’

Tatsuhiro: ‘The bench…… There?’

Tsubasa: ‘I-I am sorry…… I, this……’

Tatsuhiro: ‘It’s not something to apologize for, so don’t.’

(What to do, I’m letting Nome-san carry me in his arms…..)

(......But, this could be a chance, maybe.)

Tsubasa: ‘......U-Uhm.’

Tatsuhiro: ‘What is it?’

Tsubasa: ‘To take a picture of your face at this moment is difficult, isn’t it……?’

Tatsuhiro: ‘Bah….. You, how serious are you……’

He has to blush at her almost stubborn seriousness.

Tsubasa: ‘I-I am sorry……!’

Tatsuhiro: ‘Haa, good grief…..’

Part 5

Tsubasa: ‘Thank you very much for the photoshoot. If I had not caused you trouble, we would still have a bit of time I think……’

Tatsuhiro: ‘You didn’t bother me. Apart from that, doesn’t your ankle hurt?’

Tsubasa: ‘It truly is a mystery….. I think it is because Nome-san took care of it adequately.’

Tatsuhiro: ‘If that’s so, then it’s good….. If you think it feels weird, be sure to go to the hospital.’

Tsubasa: ‘I will.’

Tatsuhiro: ‘Hm, then it’s fine. ……. Thanks to Sumisora today, I was able to do a relaxing photoshoot. Besides, I had a good laugh…..’

Tatsuhiro: ‘Heh, really, thanks.’

Tsubasa: ‘No, it is thanks to your cooperation that I was able to take a lot of good photos. Please check again if you go through them.’

Tatsuhiro: ‘Yeah.’

Tsubasa: ‘Then I will call for a taxi so you can go home…..’

Tatsuhiro: ‘..........Sumisora.’

Tsubasa: ‘Yes?’

Tatsuhiro: ‘Are you packed with work after this?’

Tsubasa: ‘No, I intend to return to the company for now……’

Tatsuhiro: ‘So, how about having a meal? I only had protein drinks since the morning I just thought….. You too, right.’

Tsubasa: ‘Now that you say it……’

Tatsuhiro: ‘When I realize it, I’m super hungry.’

Tatsuhiro: ‘That’s why, how about it? I’m treating you.’

Tsubasa: ‘No, I cannot let you……!’

Tatsuhiro: ‘I’m not saying it’s for free.’

Tsubasa: ‘Eh?’

Tatsuhiro: ‘Instead, go with my choice. Okay?’ ___________

ーIn the store that they’ve decided to eat at.ー

Tatsuhiro: ‘And, delicious?’

Tsubasa: ‘Yes……! This hamburger steak is very delicious…..!’

Tatsuhiro: ‘I figured. The meat’s taste is strong, and the amount’s large. For a while, I came here with Hikaru three times a week.’

Tsubasa: ‘Three times a week…...!? …..But, I can understand your feelings very well.’

Tatsuhiro: ‘Aa, this meat soup’s quite excellent…..’

Tsubasa: ‘Especially after exercising.’

Tatsuhiro: ‘True.’

Tsubasa: ‘Hnh….. It’s really delicious……’

Tatsuhiro: ‘........Heh.’

Tsubasa: ‘Ah…..I am sorry, I unconsciously……’

Tatsuhiro: ‘No, if you like it this much then bringing you here was worth it.’

Tatsuhiro: ‘Here, this soup’s also delicious.’

Tsubasa: ‘Fufu…… I appreciate that a lot, thank you.’

Tatsuhiro: ‘Yeah.’ ____

Tatsuhiro: ‘.......Birthday date, huh.’

Tatsuhiro: ‘If it’s the person you like, it doesn’t have to be something special. You can be happy even with just eating a meal like this.’

Tsubasa: ‘.......? Did something happen?’

Tatsuhiro: ‘Ah, no……..’

Tatsuhiro: ‘Heh….. You have sauce on your mouth.’

Tsubasa: ‘Eh!?’

Tatsuhiro: ‘Haha, the other side.’

Tsubasa: ‘T-Thank you very much…….’

Tatsuhiro: ‘Hm. …...Alright, I’ll add one more set?’

Tsubasa: ‘One more set?’

Tatsuhiro: ‘Yeah. I feel like I can eat any amount today.’

Tatsuhiro: ‘That’s why, stay with me for a bit more. Okay, Sumisora?’

END

#b project #b-project #tatsuhiro nome #moons #myps #card:2020

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shisanchi · 6 years ago

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I was tagged by @reminnii!! idk why it took me this long sorry sldkfjslk also i talk too much so i put a read more here!

Rules:

Answer the 11 questions you’ve been asked

Nominate 11 other bloggers

Ask your nominees 11 questions

Let them know you’ve nominated them!

1. If you could live in any video game world, which world would it be?

World 5-5 in New Super Mario Bros Wii because of the cute penguin suit you can wear... 🐧

or if I think about it more, maybe the 1bitheart universe bc that game has a friend making mechanic so I’d like to make friends...and the town is nice...lovely places there, would want to go to CocoAlley and go to that cafe there!!

2. What’s your favorite kind of aesthetic?

Oh um....hm.... I guess cute soft pink stuff? But my tastes are scattered, I like all kinds of looks!

3. What is your favorite memory?

Haha, it’s a childish one, but I was like 7 or so when it happened so fair enough

I was playing around with my two friends at the time and we were pretending we had super powers! And one of my friends shouted “wind poweeeeer!!” While aiming her hands at this huge pile of leaves and!!! A whirlwind came at that instant and blew the leaves everywhere!!! Everyone including me thought it was so cool we spent the rest of the days practicing our powers and hyping each other up like “did it just get hot really fast?? Your sun power is working!!” And stuff like that, it was a fun time!!

4. What’s your favorite oc? Tell me a bit about them!!

Dkdjsksj i have multiple favorites... i fixate on one for a bit....... then it switches........... she’s only my favorite bc she’s fun to draw lsdfks

it’s my girl, maybelline… or just may skjdksj. she’s a senior in high school who loves ribbons. One of the popular kids. Notice how there’s like 5 on her right now. That’s the minimum requirement of ribbons/bows necessary for her to leave the house 🎀

Skdjks she seems super sweet but in a nutshell, she’s a bully who uses her looks to manipulate weak-willed people to do her bidding. she has a story but i don’t want to type too much haha;;

5. If you’re upset, what’s a good way to cheer you up?

Any animal memes are great! I am a simple fruit.

6. What’s your favorite flower?

Carnations!! Too many beautiful flowers in this world skjflsdjals.... tulips are pretty nice too...

7. Current favorite song/one you’re playing nonstop on repeat?

this one... but also this one (they’re both covers dlsfkdj) oh also “mellow at 3 a.m.” by keisei is such a good song!!! i would replay that song over and over, it has so much replay value to me... but i don’t want to get sick of it if that makes sense? so i take breaks from it haha but also please stan keisei i love his music...

8. What’s the last thing you googled?

“triangle alignment”... i wanted to find the mcdonalds one (and i did) among others

9. What’s a character (from any media!) that makes you happy when you see them?

Aoki Lapis... she’s so adorable. I don’t see her much around here but when I do I go “!!!” (Ooka Miko too) (and also literally any character from 1bitheart)

10. Favorite quote?

“Don’t cry because it’s over, smile because it happened.” - a wise person

had to search through some bc the only one that popped up in my mind was that “...I will face God and walk backwards into hell” excerpt from that one dril tweet h

11. Do you know that I love you so much and you mean the world to me?

aksldjflska I love you too!!!!! And I do, hope you know I feel the same! (sparkle emoji)

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Wait now I gotta make questions up sljfslj apologies if they are lame!

What’s your favorite snack?

Opinion on penguins?

Do you have a favorite reaction image? feel like sharing if you do?

Would you ever go hang gliding if given the opportunity?

What is your lucky charm?

What topic gets you really excited to talk about?

What do you think is your best quality?

Morning person or night owl?

City or countryside?

What image is stuck in your head forever?

Movies or TV?

I tag: @tomatetoro @otoma-chi @yourlocallosernamedgreenookie @thinkanamelater @bash-the-molegirl @echovoice713 ( y’all don’t have to do this if you don’t wanna btw <3 )

#tagging thing #<- if i do more of this kind of thing in the future i'll use that tag ^^#also i do not know 11 people haha......#mango murmurs #also murmur is hard to spell even tho it's the same three letters twice im gonna d

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cordytriestowrite · 6 years ago

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Late Night Study Session

Bucky x Reader

Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4

Summary: Finally, the handsome Steve Rogers takes up your offer to be study buddies and you swear you could make it more if only Bucky Barnes wasn't everywhere you turned. (College AU)

Bucky had to pry your arms off of him after shutting off his motorcycle, obviously in good spirits despite your fear. When he pulled the helmet off your head your sense of hearing returned and you could hear the indistinct thumping bass coming from the two story house you stood before.

"Come on, let's get in there. Get our party on." You turned back to Bucky, catching him in a silly yet graceful set of moves. His tongue touched his upper lip and suddenly you found your tension slip away. You laughed genuinely at him and allowed him to put his arm around your shoulder and lead you inside. This is the stress relief you needed. Sure a bath would have been nice, but drinking and partying with friends was the quintessential college stress reliever. Bucky opened the front door confidently and led you inside.

The music was even louder inside. You felt the bass in your chest and allowed yourself to slow and take in the scene. There weren't tons of people from what you could see. A handful were dancing in the living room, a smaller amount were standing in the open kitchen playing beer pong, and looking straight through to the back of the house you could see a large firepit and a few faces illuminated by the flames, including Tony's. You pulled Bucky's attention away from the kitchen and pointed outside. You expected him to release you, to join the group playing beer pong and leave you to your friend, but his arm remained around your back as you both made your way through the house.

"Babe, you made it!" Tony bellowed as soon as you opened the sliding glass door. He moved precariously around the flames to hug both of you around the middle and place big, wet, drunk kisses on your cheeks. You laughed along with the rest of the partygoers enjoying the open air.

"Sorry we're late," Bucky began, catching everyone attention and settling down the giggles. "But someone," he glared playfully at you, "was being difficult."

"Oh that's just like her." Tony scoffed. It really wasn't 'just like you' and though you tried to protest that flow of conversation ended and everyone easily went back to their own repartee. You could only glare not-so-playfully at Bucky as Tony made his way back to his seat.

You were being guided yet again by your ever present nuisance to a set of empty camping chairs in between an unfamiliar man and....

You pulled yourself out from Bucky's side at the sight of Steve. Did he think you two were together because Bucky's arm had been so comfortably across your neck before? Shit, you didnt even know he would be here! Why didnt he tell you? Why didnt he ask you to come with him? You feel the tension slowly build back into your chest. If it wasn't school you were stressed about it had to be your love life. You were about to take the seat next to Steve, hoping to salvage your single image and restate your availability when you were forcibly moved one seat down by hands on your hips. Of course Bucky would literally interfere with you and Steve.

The men started a discourse easily, including Sam who was sitting next to Steve. You felt awkward watching them chatter on when you were so obviously not invited to join them. You suddenly felt alone, even bitterly wishing Buck's attention was back on you.

"Hey, we havent ever been properly introduced. I'm Bruce." The stranger next to you offered his hand, which you took after an embarrassingly long moment, offering your own name.

"I know." He said with a small shrug, "Natasha talks about you all the time."

"Oh, you know Nat?" Your curiosity was piquied at the connection to your roommate.

Before Bruce could respond Nat opened the sliding glass door and joined you outside, as if summoned by the sound of her name. She carried two red solo cups in one hand right toward you. Your brow was furrowed as you watched her settle into Bruce's lap and hand him one of the cups.

"Hey roomie." She said casually, taking a long sip from her cup.

"Hey." You continued to stare at the canoodling couple. They seemed too comfortable to have just met, and too innocent in their touches to be a casual hookup. You could only come to one conclusion.

"Are you two dating?" You finally asked. Bruce and Nat nodded in tandem. While Nat's face remained ever impassive, Bruce looked at you quizzically.

"Its been about a year now. Did Natasha never tell you or something?" He laughed out the question as if it was an unbelievable thought. Nat's eyes didn't meet yours as she took another sip from her cup. Bitterness rose like bile in your throat and you felt it burn through to your eyes. You laughed along with Bruce but the sound was empty.

Sure, your roommate kept you at a distance, always vague about her past and personal life, but after three years of living in tight quarters you thought she would have told you she was dating someone, especially for almost a year. There was so much you had shared in an attempt to connect with her and right here in front of your own eyes was something she chose to withhold. You felt betrayed in a way, and now so much lonelier than you had felt only minutes ago. Your mood was tanking fast.

"I'm going to grab a drink." Your voice came roughly as you announced your exit to nobody in particular. You stood from the chair and made your way inside, not looking back.

You let the heavy bass mix around the bitterness and loneliness as it shook your empty chest. There were too many people around, the living room was too loud and the kitchen was too bright. A drink would have been nice but right now you needed to wipe your eyes of the tears you were struggling to keep from running loose. You turned down a short hallway in search of the bathroom and found it behind the second door you opened.

The bathroom was quiet and clean and if it weren't for the muffled babble and laughter that occasionally broke through your sniffles you could believe it was okay to wallow here forever. You cleared your nose and wiped your eyes hurridly, not wanting to be gone for too long or monopolize the bathroom. You were splashing some cold water on your cheeks when a rough knock came to the door making you jump. You checked your face again quickly assessing your red rimmed eyes before opening the door, keeping said red eyes downcast.

"Sorry." You apologized to the awaiting patron. You moved out of their way to allow passage only to find yourself pushed unceremoniously back into the small room.

"Why are you crying?" You heard Tony ask as he closed and locked the door.

You found fresh tears making their way down your cheeks and you didnt bother to wipe them away. You sat on the closed lid of the toilet and allowed your closest friend to offer his metaphorical shoulder. His real shoulder was too busy leaning against the door, barring it from any escape.

"Did you know she had a boyfriend? I didn't. She didn't tell me. She never tells me anything, Tony. I thought we were friends."

Your head remained lowered as you revealed your heart, but as always Tony was there right in your face. He shook your shoulders none too gently and his eyes met yours.

"Who needs a friend like her when you have a friend like me, huh? Am I not good enough for you?" You allowed a giggle to push it's way through the lump in your throat and Tony's face exploded with his million-watt smile. He landed a gentle punch to your chin before grabbing your cheeks, pulling and pushing them until your laughs echoed against the small, tiled walls.

"You always got me," he whispered, staring at you lovingly. You nodded in agreement. "And you also have that hot piece of ass out there. I'm sure he'd be happy to take your mind off of the roommate drama."

You rolled your eyes, moving your hands to Tony's shoulders and shaking him as roughly as you could.

"He's not anything to me Tony, you know I like Steve. All Bucky has done is get in my way." Your grumblings did nothing to change Tony's mind. You found your melancholy replaced with exasperation, which was probably Tony's intention.

"You keep telling yourself you like Steve, but look in here," he pushed a finger harshly into your chest, "and in those trashy books you're obsessed with and realize you've always been about the bad boys, darlin'."

You were about to protest, come to Steve's defence as well as your own, but Tony pulled you up and opened the door, pushing you out before you could say a word.

With Tony Stark by your side it was hard to remain gloomy, that's why you loved him despite all his other...qualities. He kept your mind occupied with dancing and gossip and your hand always held a cup or a can. Tony must have also made sure Natasha and Bruce kept their distance, as you didnt see them the rest of the night.

"Middle." Sam called his shot before the small ball soared through the air and bounced off the rim of the middle cup. Sam, Steve, and Bucky groaned from their side of the table while you, Tony, and Thor jeered. Thor was a nice addition to the night, and as the host of the party it was hard to say no to letting him join your game. He had an arm on him and good aim.

"Far left." Thor called in his deep, accented voice and you watched it sail with bated breath. The ball landed perfectly within the called cup, not even touching the rim. Another cheer errupted from your team.

"Good thing you're letting us stay over Odinson," Sam shouted over your celebration. "Because I'm fucked up. That's the only reason we're losing."

"All losers are welcome in my home." Thor boomed, his arms extending wide. You ducked out of the way of his long reach, but he only grabbed you by the waist and hoisted you into his side. "And winners too of course."

You laughed and wriggled from his grasp, his jovial spirit not effected by your discomfort. Your eyes flicked to Steve, to see if he held any jealousy in his eyes, any longing stare at seeing another man's arms around you, but his focus was on his turn, the ball already in his hand ready to throw.

Steve managed to take out another cup, bringing you down to a tie with three cups remaining. With your turn you stepped up to the table. You were by far the weakest link on the team, though Thor more than made up for your terrible aim. You didn't bother calling your shot and just hoped you could make it into one of the three cups.

"You ain't gonna hit it Drools." Sam heckled. You ignored him, only focusing on the cups at the end of the table. Pale and dark hands alike began to wave just over the cups, making you nervous.

"Cut it out guys I'm bad enough as it is." You whined.

The hands ceased their teasing and you took your shot, missing the table entirely. The ball landed in Bucky's awaiting hand.

"My turn sweetness." You had discovered the more Bucky Barnes drank the more pet names he gave you. Sweetness, doll face, babydoll; it's like he forgot your name entirely.

The ball landed with a plop and the merriment switched sides as the men pulled ahead.

"Drink up." Bucky teased. You glared as you pulled the ball out of the lukewarm beer, bringing the cup to your lips and drinking the liquid down.

"You fought a good fight." Bucky consoled softly, wrapping his arms around your middle. You scoffed.

"Dont patronize me Barnes."

You pushed against his chest halfheartedly. The hour was late enough to be considered morning and you found you were ready to allow the night to end. Bucky laughed sluggishly in your ear as he rested his head heavily on your shoulders, breath exhaled warmly onto your neck.

"Let's get him to bed." Steve whispered, entering your vision beyond Bucky's large shoulder. You nodded and Steve pulled his friend from your arms, letting him lean against his side as everyone made their way up the stairs, not one person successfully climbing the steps without stumbling. Thor opened the door on the right.

"Guest bedroom. Bed, couch, floor. Figure it out."

You all called a chorus of thanks as he headed into his own room on the left, throwing a hand up to wave goodbye without turning around.

"I call bed." Tony rushed into the room before everyone else. He let himself curl up on the far side of the bed and judging by the snores promptly passed out.

"I got a bad back." Sam groaned, rubbing his lower back for emphasis. No one protested when Sam fell heavily onto the mattress next to Tony.

"Me and Buck can take the floor. You take the couch okay?" Steve, ever the gentleman, offered.

"The couch is big enough for two people. I dont mind sharing." You bit your lip, hoping Steve would take you up on your offer to share the close quarters of the couch. You released your lip to grin widely when Steve nodded.

This was your moment. The moment you had been waiting for. The moment your breath would mingle with Steve's and your lips could meet in the blissful quiet of sleepy drunkenness. He jerked his chin at the couch and you rushed to place yourself upon it, you turned onto your side to allow Steve plenty of room and make it easy for your head to rest on his chest as you fell asleep.

But then Steve was depositing Bucky onto the couch next to you, lifting his legs onto the cushion before looking up at your shocked expression. He smiled his beautiful, perfect smile and you almost missed what came out of his plush, kissable lips.

"You're a good friend."

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errol23r505618-blog · 5 years ago

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cutiecrates · 6 years ago

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Cutie Reviews: Yume Twins Nov 18

Before we begin, I wanted to let anyone curious to know that I put in my order from Blippo.com. I was cheap though- so I’m not actually sure when it’ll be delivered!

This months theme: Twinkling Transformation

“Have you ever wished you could transform into something different? Like maybe a magical girl, or even your pet for a day? We certainly daydream about being whisked of into a new exciting world where we get to shapeshift into a something different ourselves! So this November we’re bringing you the Twinkling Transformation box, with some kawaii items that transform literally, an items that will change your surroundings too! The word transform or change is “henshin” in Japanese, so we hope you love your super kawaii items in this months box and that they will allow you to fulfill your henshin dreams!“

The prizes for this months photo contest feature a variety of cute Korilakkuma themed items.

While the Yume Prize box contained a variety of Kuromi and Keroppi products.

Sumikko Gurashi Peg Set

Our first item are these adorable little pegs/clips. These types specifically are the ones people usually use to hang up with some string decorated with ornaments, pictures, notes, etc, giving the area a cute but mature feel.

There are 4 sets available, each with 3 pegs.

Rating: ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

These are really cute little ways to add decoration to something usually so plain and basic. The little pieces are entirely made from wood and the glue is very strong, so I’m pretty sure they’ll hold. These are kind of small but they’ll have no problem doing their duty, I’ve seen tinier ones do it fine.

Right now I’m not entirely sure what I’ll do with them... but I am very happy happy I got Neko x3 besides Shirokuma, he’s my favorite.

Kawaii Changing Pouch

Our next item is a pouch based on a the popular changing sequins trend that’s been going on lately. I love sequins and the idea appeals to me, but besides this I only have one thing featuring it.

Now, these were mostly Sanrio based, but they also have a Doraemon. There was a total of 6 the subscribers could find. As you can see I got the Kuromi and My Melody version. I’ll probably end up keeping it as is in the picture since I like how it looks.

Rating: ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

As cute as this is, the awkward way the pouch opens kind of bothers me. It unzips down one corner and side, due to a flap on the inside, which in a way I kind of like, but on the other hand it’s weird. I’m a bit conflicted on whether I like that or not, but I can definitely use this for stuff so I do like it.

My other complaint is that there are so many white accents (you can probably tell in the pic) and it makes the design look a bit messy. But that’s probably just my opinion.

Costume Pet Plushie

Our third item is perfect for the transformation theme :3 every magical girl needs a companion~

This plush set includes a variation of 10 possible dogs or cats you could get, including ones in full costume or just those with a hood, like mine.

Oh, and if you’re wondering why it’s on it’s side... it needs some “cleaning“ done because somehow it got dirty, even though kept it in the box and it was clean. Also, it’s just easier to get a picture this way.

Rating: ♥ ♥ ♥

As much as I love plushes, I’ve seen cuter. Like it’s cute, but I wish it was more... inline with what you would actually see in Magical Girl series. I was also kind of perturbed over its condition and messed up whiskers (probably can’t tell in the picture, but they are very crazy and bent).

Sheep Microfiber Cleaner

This item, practical item is infused with bamboo charcoal to not only pick up dust, but absorb any nasty smells and deodorized wherever it gets put; for example, on the back of the wrapper it shows 2 of these within a pair of shoes.

Besides this brownish color, it’s also available in white and a pinkish-orange.

Rating: ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

Not only is it the most kawaii cleaning buddy ever, but it works great!

Today we brought in a carpet to put own on the living room floor and we found so much dust and dirt beneath the couches and corners of the room we haven’t seen in forever- and I’m pretty sure I mentioned this, but I have dust allergies and they were having a field day. So I used this little sweetie to help pick up some of the dust.

I didn’t get a chance to test the scent thing though, I didn’t really get any sleep last night so my mind was elsewhere and it never occurred to me. But I did notice it seems to have it’s own little scent, so I’m pretty sure it could pick.

Sailor Moon Cleaner Cloth

I love when they include Sailor Moon items in the box x3 and this is a very practical item for me which makes it even better. Besides cleaning screens, they can also be used on glasses, or a make-shift hair tie in an emergency if they are the normal square ones (like if you have wind blowing your hair all over the place and you don’t have any actual hair things on hand.... I know from experience.)

This was available in any of the 5 main sailor scouts, and I actually think all 5 variations are pretty, so any of them would have been nice. They all have the same design, the only difference being the name written on it.

Rating: ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

On a side note... It actually killed me separating these two items. I know it’s silly but I loved how this packaging looked, I didn’t want to destroy it.

But as it turns out it was super easy to un-assemble and put back together. The bow on the back is just held together by flaps and the cloth is folded and partially sticking in a slot. So if I ever miss it I can just reassemble it. Word of warning though, the points of the ribbon are very sharp >3<

Uh, in terms of the cloth itself... I mean you’ve seen one, you’ve seen them all. It’s very silky smooth, a bit thick, and after today my laptop screen really needed a quick wipe.

Kawaii Mini Mini Memo

Available with Mochi Mochi Panda, Yeast Ken, or Animal Life, these mini memo pads are the perfect companion to the sequin pouch we got to look at earlier. Or just for putting in your pocket if you feel like it.

It has a nicely textured spine and a little information on the series/character on the back. The pad also has two styles of sheets, one vertical with a list format and one horizontal with designs like those on the cover.

Rating: ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

I know this isn’t the most exciting review, but I had a long day and I really wanted to get this taken care of before bed because after all the work I did today, I won’t be doing anything tomorrow.

But to be fair what can you say about a notepad? I get them all the time from these boxes and you can’t really judge the quality of notepad/memo pad paper because you know it works. It’s paper.

♡ Cutie Ranking ♡

Content - 4 out of 5. I like what we got and I was very happy with the practicality and variety of it.

Price - 3 out of 5. I don’t know what all of these items cost, but most of the items are on the small side, paired with 2 bigger items. So I wouldn’t say it was worth it, but the reason the items usually cost so much is because of the name branding.

Theme: 3 out of 5. This box was pretty much a play on words, like rather than items that would cause personal transformation- these items bring transformation to our things. All items but the memo pad (which is a partner to the pouch pretty much) fit that idea, but... I don’t know, as a magical girl lover I really wish they did something more.

Total Rank: 7 out of 10. I like the content well-enough and I’m not displeased by the box or anything. But at the same time, something about it just left a little to be desired to me. It’s boxes like this that remind me of how much I liked the Yume Twins I signed up with a few years ago. We got around 10 items, there was a wider variety, (the mascot twins who I still miss), they would include things like blind box re-ments or charms or accessories....

I’m not saying there’s anything wrong with the box, it’s just that sometimes I find it hard to entirely like it as much as I want to. I always want to love my boxes, and I genuinely like them at the end of the day, but not every single one will appeal to every single subscriber.

♡ Cutie Scale ♡

1. Microfiber Sheep - I’m thinking of naming it Puffy, or maybe Wheats, cause that’s what I end up thinking of looking at it. Anyway it’s so cute and fluffy, I love how soft it feels. I’m not sure I could stand to try to use it to see if it actually removes stench though... I’d feel kind of bad.

2. Memo Memo Pad - I love Mochi Mochi Panda, it always makes me happy to look at. I wanna squeeze it’s stuffed cheeks~

3. Kawaii Changing Pouch - I really wish the booklet showed both forms of the pouch like I did in my pic. A few of them are obvious without seeing the other image, but not all of them. I also wish the sequins were a bit more cleaned up, as I noted during my review of the item.

4. Sailor Moon Cleaner Cloth - It’s pretty and sorta elegant looking to me, I really like how it was packaged too, it’s so creative!

5. Sumikko Gurashi Peg - I’m glad I got Neko but the poses are very basic. I’ve seen them on tons of things I got from these boxes and I kind of wish they were more unique.

6. Costume Pet Plush - it’s cute and really soft, but I still can’t figure out how it got dirty...

Alright guys, that will be doing it for this review. I’m sorry it’s kind of lame this time, but I just couldn’t think of much to say about the last few items. I feel like they were so obvious that it took away much opinion you know? Like if it works it works, if it’s cute then it’s a great bonus :D I promise to do better with the Kawaii Box review I’ll be tackling next, so until then remember to continue unpacking those cuteness boxes~!

#yumetwins #sumikkogurashi #my melody #kuromi #mochi mochi panda

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Out of the Abyss, Chapter 13

Chapter 1 / Chapter 2 / Chapter 3 / Chapter 4 / Chapter 5 / Chapter 6 / Chapter 7 / Chapter 8 / Chapter 9 / Chapter 10 / Chapter 11 / Chapter 12 / Chapter 13: Second Selves

After years in exile, ex-Jedi General, Eden Valen (now going by Vale) continues to clean up after Revan and Malak’s mess of a war, only to find herself forever cursed with their unfinished business. As an ill-fated lead brings her to Tatooine, Eden finds that Revan’s mysterious plans go beyond the Republic, beyond the Outer Rim, and into the utter unknown. (A novelization of The Sith Lords and beyond)

Chapter Summary: Vale and Erebus are not the only ones forced to masquerade as someone else as events unfold.

3951 BBY Nespis VIII Spaceport, Jedi Academy

In the moments it took the Echani to cross the archive and approach him again, Erebus drew up what he could remember about the pilot whose ship he stole, dredging up whatever details his mind found worth storing. Despite his usually near-eidetic memory, the images his brain conjured were weak. Though anger often fueled his more brilliant bouts of genius, as a Sith would, it seemed his frustration upon leaving Anchorhead was enough to cloud his recollections.

Smuggler. Thirty-something. Human. Untidy. Broke… like every other smuggler in this damn galaxy. But there were a few things Erebus remembered that stuck out. Wyland Rhel, as he was called, was a fighter pilot during the Mandalorian Wars and had continued working for the Republic until the middle of the Jedi Civil War – Wonder what happened there? Since then, he'd been taking contracts transporting fuel, mostly, but occasionally ran jobs with the Golden Company. A hefty contract, and a risky one. All of this Erebus gleaned from the man's records of payment, which were the only thing he seemed to keep in any kind of order. The data file was easy to break into, so Wyland Rhel was most likely sentimental and all the more stupid for it - after a basic search, Erebus found the date the man had been recruited by the Republic on official record. So despite his current affiliations, Wyland was still sweet on his time as a soldier, it seemed. Either that, or it was the only date in his life, other than maybe his nameday, that meant anything to him and was worth remembering. Among his affects were other IDs, either stolen or forged, undoubtedly used for more delicate operations. That was about all he remembered.

The woman approached the table again, though did not afford Erebus another glance as she nonchalantly flicked through the datapad in her hand.

"So, who are you, another scavenger looking to collect?" she asked almost absently.

Depends on how you define 'scavenger', Erebus thought, because you're not wrong.

"I take it you're Irena," Erebus chimed back. "Charmed."

The Echani's eyes flashed before she calmed, a gloved hand flexing as he circled him, the other cradling her datapad.

"I'm sure one of the others spoke of me, though who we are is none of your concern."

"Yet I seem to be of some importance, I take it."

She scoffed and glanced down at the datapad again.

"We're running a simple background check, is all," she assured him, the calm in her voice wavering as her patience began to wear thin.

"And the Echani have authority in the Nespis System since…?"

"That is none of your concern," she smiled sourly, though she kept her eyes fixed on the screen in front of her this time. "I will be the one asking the questions."

"Alright, so I, a humble Republic citizen, is expected to blindly submit my rights to you because…?"

Normally, Erebus would never be so outwardly snarky, at least not in a position such as this. He was used to speaking with out-of-touch tribes, distant planets far-removed from the Republic or hapless traders who knew nothing of their older wares, and other such ilk. He knew enough to stay away from civilized space when he could, and if he had business here he knew who to avoid and how. But even still, this woman was Echani¸ not a beat cop with something to prove.

At this she smiled, though the pain was clear on her face. She was not trained to deal with the likes of him, at least not in a civil manner.

"It really is none of your concern," she said again, her teeth near gritted. Erebus wondered what had her so rattled that it hardly took him much effort to get a rise out of her. The man across from him let the subtlest of snickers escape his mouth but otherwise betrayed no emotion, looking down, letting his hair mask his face like a veil.

"Alright, alright, just making sure my rights as an honest to Force citizen weren't being taken for granted," Erebus huffed, finding that his voice took on more of a drawl the more he kept going. "How long's this gonna take? I have places to be."

Erebus recalled several military grade crates at the back of the ship when he boarded, his Force Sight granting him view of an array of weapons within. Weapons trade was big money, so however broke this Wyland Rhel was now, he wasn't supposed to be for long. So much for that. Wonder how that sorry smuggler's doing now…

Irena looked him over, seemingly unimpressed but still suspicious. She wasn't buying it.

"And yet, for someone with a busy schedule you still found the time to scope out the sights, I take it?"

"Thought I could score a few extra credits, something to sweeten the deal."

He hoped he sounded convincing.

"Wyland Rhel, thirty-six," Irena started, looking over the edge of her datapad at Erebus, "You've grown paler since your photo was last taken."

The woman turned the datapad so Erebus could see, the screen displaying a man with scarred but dark skin, the color of rich mahogany.

"Can never be too careful," he said, not too suddenly, "Dig even further and you'll find the ID where I hail from Ryloth. Record says I had my lekku cut off."

Erebus chuckled to himself, as if impressed, having seen other men do the same at countless cantinas across the galaxy. As much as he loathed the quality of the drink there, they were the best places to get information. In fact, it was how he learned about the site at Anchorhead.

Irena rolled her eyes and kept scrolling, looking nonplussed enough with the uncanny ID photo. To think the smuggler had several IDs in rotation was not unusual, especially given the rap sheet Erebus' own sister sported now, and for all the galaxy to see. It wasn't exactly a red flag that Erebus himself might be lying.

"Not exactly what I'd call a clean record," she said after a moment, reading the remainder of the file in pensive silence, though it seemed she found nothing of note – or at least nothing surprising.

How did these Echani get in good with the Nespis Police Force? If they had access to their files, could bar anyone from the premises of a location, and a Jedi Temple no less…? Erebus knew that there were people other than Nihilus who would be happy to see the Jedi gone, but at least he knew why. The Echani were not on good terms with Revan after the Civil War, but that was just one Jedi, and by then Revan had already turned.

"It says here you worked with the Golden Company."

At this, she smiled wryly.

"Unfortunately, everything on the premises has been turned over to us, so if you were planning on-"

Irena was cut off by a comm at her wrist, static warbling the otherwise unperturbed quiet. Even the man across from Erebus stirred. He stole a glance, before the man could see, taking in his young face and the lone swipe of dust across his brow, marring his otherwise crisp and chiseled appearance. A scholar, perhaps? A civilian?

"Yes?" Irena lowered her datapad with one hand and brought her other wrist to her lips, speaking directly into the device attached to it.

More chirruped warbling – that's when Erebus noticed the glint in the woman's ear, just beneath her cropped white hair. Whoever was speaking to her was speaking in code, their words filtered to sound like gibberish to anyone else within earshot.

Irena's eyes shot to Erebus as she listened, her gaze sharp though her eyes narrowed. He couldn't tell if they were always this bright of violet or if it was just the wealth of datapads gleaming in the room that leant to their almost ghostly glow.

"I'll keep an eye out," she said finally, her eyes never leaving Erebus. Their eyes locked, and she moved towards him, pocketing her datapad and unsheathing a retractable staff from her belt.

"Don't move," Irena warned, "We have eyes on you. Both."

The man across the table looked down again, as if embarrassed by being called out, and Irena began staking out the series of shelves that surrounded them.

A breach of security? Another unwanted guest?

When Irena was far enough, Erebus relaxed a little, letting down his outer guard to unleash the Force within. After a moment, he could see the archives in his inner eye like a blueprint laid out before him. Stacks of datapads and artifacts surrounded them, some pulsing with more uncertain energy than others. Erebus' blood quickened, his skin growing hot, already desiring to peruse the temple's stores or what remained of it – if he could somehow get around the Echani lockdown, that is. At least without seeming too suspicious. Perhaps his vision led him here to find something, to bring something back. Perhaps there was another pyramid, another holocron, another clue.

"The Golden Company, eh? You a scavenger as well?"

Erebus broke out of his reverie, surprised to hear someone other than Irena talking irately.

The man across from him finally spoke, his voice just above a whisper, but pleasant and calm. Erebus gawked for a moment before composing himself, surprised to find a friendly smirk on the young man's face.

A joke. He's joking.

"The lady pretty much spelled it out, didn't she?" he drawled again, almost forgetting his made-up persona.

"Right," the man laughed, his eyes twinkling as he gazed about, almost unbothered by the restraints on his hands, held tightly against his back. "I figure they can't hold us for long. Even the Nespis authorities wouldn't be able to do this. Unless-"

He stopped himself, laughing lightly. His eyes crinkled ever so slightly in the corners.

"Never mind," he said, "Say, can I- can I ask you something?"

"Can't stop you from asking but that doesn't mean I'll answer," Erebus quipped.

"Have you seen-" the man looked around and lowered his voice, "Have you come across any other artifacts?"

"Other?"

"Other than Jedi."

So, the Golden Company deals with Jedi artifacts.

"You mean, dark artifacts?" Erebus couldn't bring himself to say Sith, as if he would unwittingly out himself.

The man nodded.

Erebus wracked his brain again, recalling a few contracts for ancient scrolls and antique weapons under Wyland Rhel's Golden Company contracts, but nothing that screamed Jedi, or Sith for that matter. He had heard of the organization but only knew that they dealt in rare, high-end goods, often "off the record" and to the highest bidder, whether they be aristocrats or crime lords. If they were after artifacts pertaining to the Jedi or the Sith, things could get… complicated.

Before he could worry, or wonder how he might undermine the group somehow, the man before him spoke again.

"Anything like a holocron? A crystal?"

The hair on the back of Erebus' neck rose. Eden's gift. His work on Tatooine. Grey eyes set in stone.

"Something like that," he answered, "Why, there something here?"

"Perhaps," the man's blue eyes widened, a smirk teasing the corner of his mouth. "I'm a bit of an enthusiast."

"Well, this would be the place to find one," Erebus answered, though he knew somewhere like Koribban might yield more Sith relics than this place. But the man wasn't wrong, and Erebus hadn't lied, either. The Jedi were known for collecting artifacts pertaining to the Sith, both modern and ancient, in an attempt to prevent such things from falling into the wrong hands. As an historian, Erebus thought he might wait before attempting to break into any one of the remaining Jedi temples, knowing they wouldn't be abandoned, or at least believing the Order wasn't stupid enough not to leave anyone behind. He had visited Coruscant and Lothal, and both locations had sentinels still on watch, but he might have underestimated places like this, forgotten cities like Nespis already on the cusp of oblivion.

"I have it on good authority that something originally from Onderon may be here. I figured if the Golden Company sent a, er, representative, that it might be indicative that I was correct," the young man mused, looking around. Erebus, though curious to find the man trusting a stranger with so much information, followed his gaze and found Irena stalking the perimeter of the archive, looking around corners with her staff held aloft and at the ready. "If only I could-"

Another warbling, the sound of static.

Eyes still fixed on one another, now in an unspoken alliance given their shared circumstances, Erebus and the man across from him fell silent, their ears straining to hear more.

There was someone here.

Erebus' Force Sight surged as his curiosity mounted, and not only was the room laid out before him without obstacle but so was everything, and everyone, in it.

The man before him pulsed with life, like anything else might, and perhaps it was for lack of reference but the young man seemed… brighter somehow, though not quite as vibrant as someone strong with the Force. He tried to look for Irena, but then he saw it – someone else.

A soft thrumming emanated from the darker corner of the archives, directly across from where Irena stood, watching but seeing nothing. Irena, he saw, was full of life, but her light was dimmer, duller. And the figure across from her? It shone like a distant star.

Perhaps not all the Jedi were gone after all.

3951 BBY, The Harbinger, Hyperspace

"I hope your stay here isn't too uncomfortable," Captain Maris uttered unsurely as he ushered Vale into a seat across from him in the Harbinger's version of a dining room, which was really just a slightly nicer and smaller mess hall meant for the higher ranks.

"No worries, Captain," she smiled, already easing into the part, "I understand the situation completely. And the room is just fine."

Captain Maris smiled his usual uneven smile, or at least the only smile Vale knew the man to be capable of so far. His chief officer sat beside him, beaming in a way that told Vale smiling was none too common in the Republic navy.

"I'm only here on business, and since I missed the last transport I'm grateful for any assistance."

The words rolled off her tongue almost too naturally, though Vale was not a stranger to playing a part or answering to a name other than her own. She hoped her smile was more convincing than those of her present companions.

"Well, Miss Rissian, we're happy to have you aboard," Captain Maris concluded as a group of recruits brought their breakfast out on serving trays. "And as it turns out, you're not the only one. We picked up another diplomat who seems to have missed the same transport as you. A Republic officer, actually."

Vale feigned pleasant surprise, though suspicion took root in her chest.

"Always good to have allies," she said, laughing lightly, making sure the smile met her eyes in earnest. Picking at the food in front of her, Vale tried not to gorge herself on caf too eagerly, having spent most of the night awake, mulling things over and studying the fake profile Mission had given her. Not to mention, catching up on nine years' worth of news.

Hailing from the Anoat Sector, Vale was to be masquerading as Lan Rissian, a diplomat as well as a shareholder in a well-to-do local mining outfit throwing her support behind Queen Talia of Onderon. The crown was a loyal customer, and as a member of the company's board, Lan was repaying that loyalty with support in the form of credits. Lots of credits. Turns out, this was a mission already in-flux, but the original agent meant to head it was currently MIA. While Mission and Zaalbar would continue to help their Republic contact in finding out what happened to the original plant, Vale would go in their stead, killing two mynocks with one stone. At least for now.

"So, ever been to the Telos System?" Chief Officer Emet asked, dunking a triangle of mealbread into a purple yolk.

"Actually no, I haven't," Vale answered, comforted by the fact that both she and Lan shared that in common. "I figure the Citadel isn't much different than any other spaceport, I take it?"

"Not so much, no," Emet continued, wiping her chin gingerly, "But the restoration effort has put a bit of a damper on the-"

"I apologize for being late," a voice interrupted, and a presence appeared at Vale's side. A woman with wiry brown hair and a dark complexion took the seat beside her, her honey-brown eyes comforting as their gazes met.

"Rell Amara," the woman said, extending a hand as she settled into the empty spot at the table, "The time difference still has me a bit-"

"No worries," Captain Maris cut in as Vale tentatively took the woman's hand in greeting, "This is Rell Amara from Republic Intelligence. She's been reassigned to oversee the negotiations on Onderon as well."

"Popular destination," Vale joked, "I take it we'll be working together?"

The woman named Rell nodded and turned to the rest of them.

"I appreciate your quickness to come get us all the way out here. The Hyperion was supposed to remain docked until tomorrow, but some of its officers I hear were needed elsewhere."

Vale wondered just how much of this she had the clearance to hear, or whether this Rell knew that it didn't matter, somehow.

"Any word on who that might have been?" Emet asked, not keen to stop eating amid her questions.

"That's classified."

A silence hung over them before Rell pointed a finger exaggeratedly and laughed. Looking to Maris and Emet, Vale took the cue that she was welcome to laugh along with them.

"I mean, it actually is classified, but nothing to worry about."

Another recruit – young, fresh-faced, and with lekku still not at full maturity – swept past them with another tray. Once the food was placed in front of her, Rell began to eat with relish.

"Helluva week," she began again, not looking up from her plate, "How have things been for you, Miss Rissian? The last-minute change didn't inconvenience you too much, I hope?"

"Oh no, not at all," Vale said, beginning to ease into her own eating etiquette. She was careful. As much as she wanted to get down to business like the officers before her, clearly used to eating as efficiently as possible and letting the conversation weave itself in, Vale remained composed and proper. She was a business woman, after all. "As long as things keep moving along."

"Agreed," Captain Maris raised his cup of caf, and Officer Emet did the same. Rell looked between them both, her eyes glittering, and joined in.

"Agreed," Vale smiled, also hoping so in earnest.

The rest of their conversation was casual at best, and if anything, Vale felt only mildly out of place. She remembered the nature of the talk, how military folk were used to conversing and how naturally it all still came back to her, but she kept her poise. Thankfully, none of the Republic officers asked her many questions, at least ones she couldn't answer off the cuff such as what kind of caf she preferred or if any moons could be seen from Bespin's gas cloud of an atmosphere (she guessed the answer was 'no').

When they gathered themselves up to leave, Captain Maris promised Vale that he was just a comm away should she need anything and that they were set to arrive on Telos within the next few standard days, asteroids permitting. Vale thanked him, only sticking behind to order one last cup of caf for the road, or perhaps to ask if they could provide a carafe for her room.

"Miss Rissian?"

Rell's voice came from over her shoulder just as Vale thanked one of the recruits on duty, confirming that she could take a thermasteel decanter back to her room.

"You can call me Lan," she said, testing the name even as she said it. Lan. It was a lot like Lena, a name she had on Nal Hutta. Another identity outed, her dirty laundry out there for all the galaxy to see.

"Lan," Rell repeated, bringing Vale back to the present, "Could we- could we talk? About Onderon."

Before she could freeze up, before she could say no, the recruit reappeared at her side with the caf she asked for. She thanked him again, regained her composure, and turned back to Rell.

"Sure," she heard herself say, though she felt just the opposite. "Absolutely."

3951 BBY, Telos IV, Citadel Station

Atton wasn't used to being a passenger.

As a pilot himself, he couldn't help but internally mutter to no one in particular the entire way to Citadel Station. He couldn't help but grip the arms of his seat as the shuttle veered on both the takeoff and the landing, shaking his head to prevent his eyes from rolling all the way back into his skull as they finally docked. It took all his strength not to peer into the cockpit and spy the person flying the damn thing, if not just to give them a piece of his mind.

But he shouldn't complain, no. He couldn't complain. He needed to keep a low profile. Keep his head down and do the work until his debt was paid.

One year down, four more to go.

Besides, it wasn't as if he expected Peragus' modest mining company to have a skilled pilot on hand. They couldn't afford it, or at least, didn't have to. This place liked to cut corners where possible. They knew their staff was made up of people who didn't want to be there but perhaps had to be, if only for the credits. The job paid well – labor laws saw to that. But anything in the way of comfort or luxury was a loss, so anything other than what was absolutely necessary was excluded for the sake of the budget. How else would they cover the hazard pay?

One of the few things the company did afford each employee was annual leave, usually one week's worth, though more depending on seniority or if there was a family to support on the other end of their check. It was the only time spent off-site, as per their contract. Atton had practically memorized it by now, often finding himself absently thumbing through the rules every other night, hoping there was something he missed, some loophole he could exploit. But he had taken this job willingly. It was an attractive prospect, given the pay, but the place was… lacking when it came to entertainment. Perhaps that was for the best.

Compared to what he was used to, Atton's eyes lit up at the sight of a cantina, its neon lights hailing his attention from across the shuttle bay. He had seen flashier and far more interesting places in his lifetime – or his short-lived smuggling career, even – but this would have to do.

Not only was this hole in the wall a potential refuge, it was also a means to an end. Atton had already done himself dirty and made a deal with someone unsavory on-site, promising to smuggle in stolen goods, because if he wasn't a smuggler than what good was he? If he could score some extra cash, he could get off the explosive rock that was the mining facility sooner than he'd planned, and could finally get back to – well, whatever it was he was doing. Either that or he could at least buy himself something nice to keep in his sorry excuse for a bunk.

"Atton Rand?" a Twi'lek asked at the shuttle gates, "From Peragus, I assume?"

He nodded, looking the young man up and down, trying not to get any bad ideas.

"That'd be me," he muttered, almost unsurely. Atton was who he was masquerading now as anyway, and still it felt odd to hear it sometimes, even though it had been a few years. As if someone was privy to a secret identity he didn't want known.

"If you'll just follow me," the young man smiled shyly. The head officer at the facility told him that someone would meet him here, that they would escort him to his abode for the week. Atton almost felt important.

The place was modest, though relatively stark, barren even, but he couldn't be surprised. He was pleased the company offered this much, given how horrid other outfits were from the stories he'd heard. Most were closer to a labor camp than whatever this was. Atton couldn't come up with a proper analogy, and so stood in his new, temporary apartment speechless, thankful there was at least a holoplant in the foyer and the living room. Fancy. The Twi'lek found this an opportune moment to leave, for the lack of conversation if not for the awkwardness.

"Prob'ly for the best anyway," Atton sighed, sinking into an almost ancient couch facing the far window, granting him a breathtaking vista of the backside of a restaurant.

One year down, four more to go.

3951 BBY, The Harbinger, Hyperspace

"Looks like we'll be cruising for a while," Rell smiled at Vale as they rounded on her quarters.

Vale felt the ship jolt slightly, and slow. Outside the window of her appointed room, she saw that the streaked stars of hyperspace had vanished, the view outside marked by unmoving stars in their natural state of ever-present stillness. They were either saving fuel or they were on patrol. She heard that might be the case, and was assured it was nothing to worry about.

"Nice droid," Rell spoke again upon entering the small room, "Selling him for scraps?"

"Something like that," she muttered, tucking the remains of the HK droid that came to life in her shop, calling her Master what already felt like ages ago. "Caf?"

Rell's eyes widened as she nodded appreciatively.

"Please."

The woman was unusual, but not unpleasant. For an intelligence officer, she was oddly personable, and open. She joked readily, the ghost of a smile always clear on her face. Maybe the girl was just nervous.

"Long day, I take it," Vale said, pouring them each a cup and downing her first.

"Tell me about it," Rell agreed, taking her cup, hardly caring whether the liquid was too hot.

"So, you missed your transport as well?"

Rell swallowed the last dregs of her cup, just as eager for caffeine as Vale, and bit her lip.

"Okay, here's the thing," she started, hazarding a glance at Vale's closed quarter doors, lowering her voice, "I didn't miss my transport, but my colleague did... I'm just taking his place."

Two Republic officers MIA. Not good.

Vale poured them both second glasses, intent on Rell's next words.

"I'm here to escort you to Telos, General Valen," she whispered, all mirth disappearing from her face, her stance straightening.

"An escort?" was all Vale could muster, "That's… certainly surprising."

"Surprising?"

"I guess… given the bounty, no, but I'm just-" Not used to this, she wanted to say, but the words couldn't make it passed her lips. "Surprised, is all."

"If it's the secrecy you're worried about, don't," Rell assured her, "You were plenty convincing back there."

"But what about you?" Vale asked. "I thought no one was supposed to know."

"Well, yes, but I was sent by-" Rell stopped herself short, biting her lip again. "Sorry, I am a bit new to this."

"Me too, kid. No worries," Vale sighed, sinking into her couch as Rell lowered herself into the small kitchenette against the far wall facing her.

"I was the one who found your records," Rell admitted, examining the texture of the cup in her hands, "I was the one who brought them to-"

She stopped herself again.

"Nevermind, but listen – as I'm sure you know, the Republic has been looking for you. Revan's orders."

"Revan?"

Rell nodded, solemn. Mission failed to mention that, or perhaps she didn't know.

Revan, of course. Vale shivered. Things didn't feel any better, and the more Revan cropped up the more the ominous, lingering, bad feeling she felt on Tatooine mounted in her chest. Nothing's changed, she thought, suddenly feeling young and vulnerable again, prying Alek for answers and getting none. Just like Malachor.

"Since when did Revan-?"

"She doesn't have clearance to give orders, exactly- didn't, either." Rell answered before Vale could even finish her thought, "But I have it on good authority that the man in charge has been acting on instructions left by her. A failsafe of sorts. At least, somewhat."

"The… man in charge?" Vale raised a brow, though she couldn't say the mounting mystery wasn't more of a surprise.

Rell shook her head, almost laughing, "They really should have briefed me more thoroughly. I'm not sure we're there yet, but you'll meet him soon. He'll tell you everything."

There yet must mean they weren't yet ready to disclose that information, or at least Rell wasn't sure what was classified and what wasn't. She sounded an awful lot like Mission, clear on her orders but fuzzy on the details.

"Okay, okay, so what now? Do we just… wait? Arrive at Telos?" Vale asked, suddenly tense.

"Something like that," Rell replied, "Keep a low profile, play the part. Breakfast went just as planned, I don't think Maris or Emet will have a second thought about you or the mining company you're supposed to represent. We just… need to get to Telos."

"Telos," Vale mused, looking at the remains of her HK droid, the only thing left of her shop.

"Telos." Rell repeated.

"So, tell me something…" Vale suddenly stood again, looking at Rell in a new light. "What- what exactly did you find out about me?"

Rell blanched, her eyes widening.

"W-what?"

"Sorry, I mean to say-" Vale paused, looking for the right words, "I have reason to believe that the Jedi thought I was dead. How did they find me? Who's left?"

Rell appeared to choke on her caf, coughing into her cup as she asked "Dead?"

Vale watched her regain her composure. Rell was trying hard to remain professional, but everything told her she wasn't aware of this information.

"How much are the Jedi in contact with the Republic, exactly?" Vale pressed, hoping this was something Rell could answer.

"It's hard to say how many are left, but there are a few. Not all of them died at that conclave," Rell said after clearing her throat, "I know one keeps in contact with the man you're about to meet."

The man in charge, huh?

"His Jedi contact doesn't happen to be Master Atris, does it?"

Rell shook her head.

"No, I-I think she died. At Katarr."

Atris… dead? She could have sworn the only Jedi vindictive enough to even want to keep tabs on her would be Atris, but perhaps she was wrong. Vale searched her feelings, on instinct, but knew that the Force couldn't tell her anything. She shook her head.

"Bastila Shan?" Vale tried again, venturing another guess. Mission had mentioned her earlier and it seemed like a logical assumption.

Rell nodded into her cup, drawing another long sip.

"I think so," she affirmed. "Her name sounds familiar."

Rell drank the last dregs of her second cup of caf before looking at Vale again.

"I'm not sure if or why the Jedi thought you were dead, necessarily, but all I know is that they were looking for you. You fell off the radar and-"

Rell stopped short, her brows furrowing as she searched her memory.

"They were tracking you, I think. The Jedi, I mean," she continued, "Revan went looking for you and she-"

"Vanished," Vale finished.

Rell nodded, locking eyes with her, her expression solemn but serious.

"That's all I know."

According to the Jawa, Revan had been on Tatooine after she had gone looking for the Star Forge. Perhaps she had been looking for her. But they had also mentioned a dark one. She had originally thought the Jawa referred to Malak, but now? Maybe they were talking about the time she returned with Mission, with Bastila Shan. But perhaps there was another time, too.

Rell looked at the bottom of her cup sorrowfully, as if either hoping there was more caf or more detailed instructions as to what she could or couldn't say.

Rell's chrono watch blipped, drawing both Vale and Rell's attention to her wrist. Rell placed her cup gently on the kitchenette table as she read a message, reading across her display as she rose from her seat.

"A distress signal-" she started.

"A- a what?"

"It's a message from Captain Maris," Rell explained, looking up at Vale briefly before her eyes retreated to her wrist again, scanning the minute readout. "He doesn't know I'm escorting you, or who you are, but he is under orders to alert me if there's a change in plans. If-"

Rell paused again, reading and rereading the report as it scrolled over her chrono's screen.

"I guess I can't blame them for answering, but still-"

Rell rushed over to the small porthole of a window Vale's room allowed, peering out of the comically small oval.

"There- there it is," she said, almost unbelieving.

Vale rushed to her side, and Rell afforded her space to see, too.

In the star-filled barrenness beyond the Harbinger, two ships stood in stalemate in the distance.

"Looks like we won't get to Telos just yet."

#kotor 2 #the jedi exile #echani handmaidens #atton rand #revan #star wars #my writing #fan fiction

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quirkyresources · 7 years ago

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- ̗̀ How to Make Gifs with Photoshop and KMPlayer (Very Detailed) by quirkyresources © ̖́-

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Hi! I'm no expert, but I've been making gifs for at least like four or five years, and over that time I've learned a lot, so I want to share that stuff :) Also, someone requested that I teach them how to gif. I hope this helps!

This tutorial will teach you how to create simple but quality gifs, like the ones in the gifset above! Those gifs are all from TV shows, but it should apply to giffing almost anything. I’ll be using KMPlayer and Photoshop.

This is the gif I’ll be showing how to create, as an example:

If you have any questions at all, please feel free to message me here :) And I’m somewhat new to writing tutorials, so if you notice that I got something wrong, please let me know. Thanks!

Please like/reblog if this is at all useful to you. Thank you so much if you do!

You need:

KMPlayer (link below)

Photoshop (I'm using CC 2017, but I think any version with the timeline should work)

A video to gif (recommended source below)

A sharpening action (recommendations below)

A PSD / or to know how to color gifs (recommendations & tips below)

I'll go over:

How to buy/download PS, download KMPlayer, and download a video!

Taking screencaps in KMPlayer

Importing the screencaps into Photoshop

Cropping and timing the gif, organizing layers, etc.

Adding a PSD or tips for coloring it yourself

Adding subtitles & learning font settings

Saving for web

Posting to Tumblr

Various tips along the way!

The tutorial is under the cut. Have fun and good luck! ♥

[Note: If a photo looks too small, right click it and choose "open in new tab"]

Step 1: getting Photoshop, KMPlayer, and quality videos

Get Photoshop: I was able to buy my Photoshop, so I don’t have any free downloads to recommend, I’m sorry! But there are plenty of other Photoshop blogs on tumblr that can help with this stuff :) And there are some deals from adobe that might help you afford it if you want to buy it instead. They had a great one for college students that totally helped me. Anyways, if you can get it somewhere/somehow, here are the next steps...

Download KMPlayer: Here's the link (it's free!): kmplayer.com You can use it to watch videos, but in this case we use it to take screencaps of them to use for gifs.

Get your video: If you’re going to download a movie or show, I recommend getting torrents from thepiratebay.org and using μTorrent to download them. (Here's a tutorial for how to download stuff with it.) Be careful with viruses and stuff, though! When you look for a video, try to get one that's as HD as you can find, meaning one that is 720p or 1080p! That tells you what the height of the frames will be, in pixels. They are usually big files, but should be much better quality than others. Also, try to find videos that do NOT have network logos or ads on them!! They can make gifs look pretty bad, and it takes some serious cropping to get rid of them, which then makes it look even less quality.

Step 2: taking your screencaps Open your video in KMPlayer. (Open KMPlayer and press CTRL O.) Get to the exact scene/clip you want to gif. (Tip: it's hard to find the exact place you're looking for, so I recommend using your right/left arrow keys to skip through a little at a time.)

Once you're at the part of the video you want to gif, press CTRL G. This brings up the "frame extraction" window. This is where, as you can probably guess, you extract the frames for your gifs! Here are the settings I use:

I use these exact settings almost every time, except for the image format section. I go between JPEG and PNG. I use JPEG if I'm making a smaller gif (like 268px width or less) and I use a PNG if I'm making a larger gif (like 540px width.) This is because (or at least I've heard) PNGs are the highest quality option, JPEGs are the middle, and bitmaps are the lowest (don't use them!!) The only downside is that the higher the quality, the higher the screencap's file size. So use PNGs sparingly if that matters to you.

You can also change the "prefix" of the screencap filenames.

After figuring out all of these settings, click "start"! Then press play on the video, play until the end of what you're giffing, and press "stop" and pause it.

Then, in the frame extraction window, click the "open" button that’s to the far right of the "extract to" bar. This will open up the folder location of your new screencaps.

Step 2.5: organizing your screencaps What you'll want to do now is organize the screencaps into separate folders for each individual gif. This is something that's good to do whether it's all from one scene or you're doing a compilation of different clips. This is because, when you upload the screencaps into PS, it's best to have them in their own little folders!

(Tip: Personally I use 75 frames or less in each gif. This is because that’s the limit on the sharpening action I use, but I also think it's a good amount to stop at.)

Step 3: importing your screencaps into Photoshop

Next, we're finally going to move the screencaps you took into Photoshop. Yay!

Open file > scripts > load files into stacks. (Tip: Sometimes this function doesn't work on certain Photoshop downloads. If this is the case for you, here's a tutorial on how to get around that!) This brings up this window:

Click "browse" and find the folder with the screencaps you want for your gif. Select all of them and click "open". Then click "ok" and wait for them to load. Each screencap will load as its own layer in the layers panel, which is what you want to start with.

Step 4: changing the screencaps from layers into frames in the timeline

Once they're all loaded as layers, go to window > timeline. This brings up the timeline!

At this point, things should look something like this:

Now we can start using the timeline! In this method we convert the layers into frames that live inside the timeline, which we’ll use to make the gif move.

First click on the button in the middle of the timeline panel that says "create frame animation" right here:

Then click on the little three bars icon on the top right corner of the timeline. Click "make frames from layers" on the thing that pops up .

It depends, but you might need to reverse the frames (if it imports them in backwards). So just click on that three bars icon again and click "reverse frames".

Step 5: cropping the gif

It's really important to know the Tumblr dimensions! If you have a gif that doesn't fit the dimensions most Tumblr users view it at it can get distorted.

So the width dimensions you should use are:

A row of just one: 540px wide

A row of two: 268px wide each

A row of three: 177px & 178px & 177px

A super helpful explanation of good dimensions to use is this one made by karazorel. It's very close to the way I do it.

So to crop it, go to the crop tool (duh, sorry) and enter in the dimensions you want into the area I highlighted here:

Here's what the gif looks like so far:

You'll probably notice it moves really fast and stops moving after playing once. That's because we haven't gotten to the step to fix that yet. But that's next!

Step 6: timing, looping, etc.

Timing: Select all of the frames. You can do this by selecting the first frame, holding shift, and clicking on the last frame. Now click the little arrow next to where it says "0 secs." under any of the frame previews right here:

Click on "Other..." and type "0.14" into the text field. That represents the number of seconds, or usually the fraction of a second, that each frame will play for. (It's "0.14" in this case because of the way we entered the settings in KMPlayer in the "Frames to Extract" section. The number depends on what you enter there.) Press enter/okay.

Looping: Next change the looping setting from "once" to "forever". Here's where I'm talking about:

Step 7: sharpening the gif frames

This step can either be done at this point (before coloring it) or later (right after coloring it.) I go back and forth on which is better, and different people say different things. So just play around with it!

I use this sharpening action. It can sharpen up to 75 frames, which is a really good amount in my opinion.

Once you have a sharpening action downloaded, go back to Photoshop and go to window > actions. Click this little menu button, then click "Load Actions...".

In the window that pops up, choose whatever sharpening action you downloaded and open it. This will load it into your actions panel!

Next, click the menu button on the upper right corner of the timeline panel and click "Flatten Frames Into Layers". Now there will be a new set of layers that are labeled Frame 1, Frame 2, Frame 3, etc. Keep those, and then you can delete the OLD set of layers. (That can significantly lower the file size, and it doesn’t mess anything up if you do it right!)

Now select the very first frame in the timeline, labeled "1", and select the corresponding layer, labeled "Frame 1".

Then open the sharpening action's folder within the actions panel and select the folder labeled with the number of frames you have in your gif. For example, I have 18 frames in my gif, so I selected the folder labeled "18 frames". Or at least that's the way they labeled things in the action I'm using. You may have to explore yours to figure it out.

Then click the play button on the actions panel:

Now that should have sharpened all of your frames/layers! Woohoo! Here's what the gif should look like by now, all cropped, timed, looped, and sharpened:

If this way of sharpening doesn't work for you, here are some other gif sharpening tutorials:

How to use sharpening actions in Photoshop CC by peacelovegifs

Gif sharpening tutorial by manofsteel.co.vu

Sharpening for Photoshop CC by completeresources

Sharpening all gif frames at once by thosetutorials

Sharpening masterpost by itsphotoshop

Gif sharpening action tutorial + download by themazerunnrs

Step 7.5: grouping your layers (a baby step!) A bonus step that I recommend you do is to put all your layers into a group to keep things neat. Just select all of them and press CTRL G.

Step 8: adding a PSD and/or coloring it yourself!!

Here's the fun part! Now you can let out your creativeness with the coloring. It takes a LOT of practice to get good at this, trust me. I've been doing this for YEARS and I still hate my results sometimes. But if that happens to you, too, don't let that stop you from trying again! (God, I sound like a motivational speaker or something, sorry!)

Here’s some background on PSDs for beginners, but you can totally skip this bit...

"PSD" stands for "Photoshop document", meaning a file you make or edit in Photoshop (sorry, kind of self explanatory). On Tumblr, when people talk about PSDs, they're usually referring to a document with layers that add effects (mostly adjustment layers) to a gif/photo/graphic, etc. Also referred to as a "coloring". They usually include things like brightness/contrast, vibrance, curves, selective color, etc. People post these so you can download them and use them for your own work! (Just don't repost and claim as your own. Not cool, man.)

All you have to do is download the file, open it in Photoshop, make sure you have the layers panel open (windows > layers), and drag the PSD file's window on top of your file's window, but keep them separate so you see both at once. Then drag the PSD file's group of layers (but not the background!) over to your file.

(Then you can close the PSD window.) Then on YOUR file, mess around with the adjustment layers and stuff to change it to whatever you want it to look like. I usually edit mine like crazy!

Anyways, here are what your options are.

Finding a PSD (and then I recommend editing it to however you like it)

Here are places to find some great PSDs on Tumblr! (FYI, some are tag pages with sections for PSDs, with different types to choose from. So look around.)

QuirkyResources (Navigation) (Yup, shameless self-promo!)

QuirkyResources (My PSDs)

CompleteResources

ItsPhotoshop

ChaoticResources

YeahPS

DrunkandColoring

AresColoring

That's just a few of my favorite sources, so message me if you want more recs! :)

Coloring it yourself

I'm not going to do a full-on coloring tutorial right now, but here is my tag for those made by other people!

Basically you should learn how to use the most important adjustment layers: curves, brightness/contrast, selective color, color balance, hue/saturation, vibrance, levels, exposure, and gradient maps. At least those are the ones that I use the most and find super useful. Many of the tutorials in that coloring tutorial tag I just linked go over how to use those. So check them out!

In this case, I used my current fave PSD by dracoharry. (I’ve noticed it works on most shows I gif, so it’s super useful! I actually used it for all of the gifs in the gifset I made for this post.)

Here are the layers I kept hidden/showing:

FYI, I changed the layers' settings and whatnot a bunch.

And here’s what my result was:

Step 9: adding text & learning font settings (optional)

This is usually when I add text to the gif, if relevant.

There are various fonts and settings you can use for this, but to make things easier, here's a font PSD by adorkablelena. It’s for subtitles/quotes. I recently started using it. It's really cute! If you're not into it though, here's my tag for other font PSDs you can check out.

When you find a font PSD you like, open it and drag it into your document the same way you would with a regular PSD.

Select the text tool and replace the text with your quote. (Tip: Try not to misquote or misspell things if you can help it! I've done it and it sucks when that happens. Ugh.)

As far as colors go... For the primary quote I make the text white, and the secondary quote I usually make it yellow (#ffde00). And if there is a third I'll use some shade of orange, and anything after that I just use whatever I can make look the best. The stroke color I use varies sometimes, but I usually use black (#000000).

Finally, select the move tool (V) and make sure "smart guides" are turned on. To check this, go to view > show > smart guides, and make sure it's checked. Now when you drag around the text (select its layer first), you can see little purple vertical/horizontal guides pop up when you drag the text to the center of either direction. For the subtitle we're making, we want it to be centered horizontally and close to the bottom of the gif, but not too close. Also, if you have more than one line of text, just press enter somewhere in the text that splits it into similar-sized lines. Here's an example of all of this stuff put together:

Step 10: saving for web

There are a lot of settings to remember and play around with when saving for web, and specifically for Tumblr.

First, go to file > export > save for web (legacy).

Here you'll see a lot of settings to choose from, but they're not as intimidating as they may look!

Here are my usual settings:

Red highlight: There are multiple options in the top drop down list in the area I highlighted that are good to use. I usually use “Adaptive”, but “Perceptual” and “Selective” are good options too. In my experience, the rest make your gif look pretty gross. For the drop down list under that I choose "Pattern". This arranges the pixels in a pattern, and I like the look of that more than the two other viable options, ”Diffusion” and “Noise”.

Orange highlight: This is where you choose the number of color shades that are in the gif. I use the top amount allowed, 256, because this achieves the highest quality possible! If you need to make the gif's file size smaller, you can lower this amount, but I don't recommend it. If it's a B&W gif you can sometimes get away with using less and have it still look just as quality.

Yellow highlight: Looping options: Forever. Very important! Like I showed earlier, you can also set this setting before you get to the "save for web" option. Either way, this makes it so the gif loops forever.

Green highlight: Gif size! As I mentioned earlier, there is a limit for Tumblr. This example is a pretty small gif (592.9K) and the current file size limit on Tumblr is 3MB. Tumblr seems to change this limit a lot though, so you may want to look that up once in awhile to stay up to date.

Turquoise highlight: Always check the box next to “Convert to sRGB”. I just learned that this setting is important. It basically keeps the vibrance intact when you take it from Photoshop to Tumblr. Read a much better explanation here! :)

Then just click "Save...", choose the file location, and press "Save" again.

Step 11: uploading/posting to Tumblr

Now, last but not least, it's time to upload it to Tumblr! I probably don’t need to explain this, but I’m going to anyways. It's super-duper easy. Just go to your dashboard and click on this button:

Then the post creation window pops up, and just go on from there. Upload your images/gifs, drag them around to arrange them however you like, and add a caption if you want.

(Tip: Don't forget to add tags! It's super important to add tags if you want people to actually find your post. Only the first 5 tags show up in the main Tumblr tag-search results (ugh wtf, right?) but sometimes the other ones you add will show up on the general search page. I don't really get how to explain it or how it works tbh, sorry! But I do know that many fandoms have developed their own tagging-language to find people's posts more easily (and avoid spam) which is very useful once you figure it out. For example, if I was posting a gifset of Cheryl Blossom from Riverdale, I'd tag it with things like "riverdaleedit" and "cherylblossomedit" and maybe "madelainepetschedit". So basically the name of the show/character/actor/ship plus "edit", no spaces. Or an abbreviation of any of those, like "spnedit" or "dwinchesteredit". I hope that at least makes a little sense? As far as the amount of tags that will show up on individual blogs, I'm not positive, but I believe you can use up to 30. After that the post won't appear on the tag's page. Grrr.)

Then, of course, just post it! I recommend saving it as a draft and then posting it at a time when a lot of people are likely to be on Tumblr. (There's research done on this timing!)

THE END! :D

I really hope that was at least somewhat helpful. Sorry if it was annoying that I went into sooo much detail, I just thought I should explain everything so it would make sense to most people, especially total beginners. Again, if anyone has any questions at all, you can absolutely ask me here! Or let me know if you think I got anything wrong, I would definitely want to fix it! Thanks for reading, and please like/reblog ♥ I’d really appretiate it!

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rosaetae · 8 years ago

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the best thing he never had ; four

one , two , three , four , five

pairing; jungkook x reader

genre; best friend!au

word count; 4.8k

summary; in this story, you have known your best friend for more than 15 years and you were utterly and wholly in love with him

You promised that you would get to tell him.

Soon, that is.

But not now— not when he had been stressing out over midterms and you, being just as busy with packing your things and talking with the administrator back and forth about how your trip would all go down.

The global internship was a chance for you to finally do something that you loved and prove that you are worthy of something more than just purely passing every midterm and getting good grades effortlessly (at least that's what they say when you're not listening). But truly, you knew that this internship to see dozens of places could help you go back to your roots and experience the many things you wouldn't be able to do with just plain studying.

You were going to Australia, the first place that your mother took you when you were seven and you could vaguely remember the streets that everyone walked on all throughout the day and you grasping onto your mother's arm as tightly as you could in fear of getting side tracked and losing her all at once.

She took you there as apart of her job as an anthropologist, and for a few weeks stayed at the breathtaking Melbourne, you managed to pick up that Australian accent until you went back home. And you remember very clearly your mom telling you that story about how you would never stop saying the stereotypical phrase of 'g'day mate' over and over again to certain strangers.

It was one of the moments you cherished, and you promised you would go back and visit Melbourne, the city in which lies within your heart. You promised you would relive the memories that you and your mother made for her and for yourself.

But, slowly and surely, the thought of Jungkook's reaction when you tell him about it finds its way to creep up from the back of your mind, yearning for you to tell him sooner the more you blow it off. And yet, you always ignore it, telling yourself that you would do it soon. Just not now.

Waking up that late morning with the sun gleaming through windows, however, you realize that it was the day you were spending quality time with him, and you were going to tell him— just not sure when.

But after dragging yourself out of bed, you receive an immediate call from Jimin— as if he knew you just finally got up— him greeting you a good morning when you were in the midst of brushing your teeth.

"So, what's the plan?" He dove right into it.

You spat out the toothpaste into the sink before you answered. "Spending the day with him."

"That's all?" Jimin inquires, you gargling water before spitting out.

"Yeah, that's it. I'll tell him after today," you confirm, pressing the phone between your shoulder and ear as you went to grab your breakfast out of your mini fridge. "I mean, I haven't hung out with him in awhile, so it would be nice to catch up after his weeks with Seoyeon."

"Speaking of the devil," he nearly shivers as he says that and you simply chuckle at that. "Aren't you worried that she's going to lash out on you again?"

You pause at that, setting down your cheese and bread onto the table. Tentatively, you speak into the phone. "Honestly, at this point, I don't care anymore. I'll be out of her sight in a couple of days."

"You have to tell him, Y/N. It will be a couple of days in a blink of an eye—"

"I know, I know," you wave him off.

"You better bring me back some cool stuff. Like— a keychain or a bracelet would be nice."

"And who said I'm bringing you souvenirs? You didn't bring me back anything when you went to Thailand."

"I didn't have time!" Jimin exclaims and you laugh.

"I didn't have time," you mimic, him scoffing at your immaturity as you both exchange laughs afterwards.

After talking for a bit more, Jungkook arrives at your place after you hung up, him smiling brightly when he sees that you were drinking out of your juice pouch— admiring that your childish personality still radiates off of you as of today despite your constant claims of needing to grow up and mature as a responsible adult.

But, to him, seeing you drink from your juice pouch with your eyes that still sparked some light into his life, felt as if it were a deep breath of fresh air, because after all the years, you are the only thing in his life that never changed.

You smile at him, unaware that you were staring and examining his facial traits. You notice that he had grown some dark circles under his eyes and he looks incredulously tired, but he seems to be hiding it with a smile plastered onto his face.

"Let me guess; are you on 2 hours of sleep?" You scoff as you take out the juice pouch out of your mouth. Jungkook shook his head, smile still evident. "3 hours?"

"4 hours," he responds nonchalantly. "Pretty good for someone who hasn't been sleeping this whole week."

You roll your eyes at his irresponsibility of not getting sleep as you grabbed your bag from the hooks pounded behind your front door. "This is why you shouldn't procrastinate a week before mid-terms— especially when you sleep during your classes."

You hear him snicker behind you as you lock the door before you left the building, Jungkook shrugging as if it weren't a big deal. "Well sorry if we can't always sleep 7 hours a night all the time. Unlike you, I have a life to live."

At that moment, you chewed on the inside of your cheek as he rose his chin high when you both walked out of the building, greeting some of the people downstairs with a smile.

That's right, you simply thought. He has a life to live, too.

"So, tell me, what are we doing today?" Jungkook asks when you both step outside underneath the rays of the sun.

"We," you start as you look up at him. "My dear friend, are going biking around the park."

The last time both of you biked was in 5th grade and you were teaching Jungkook how to ride one. Luckily to say, after a few falls and scratches, he finally got the hang of it. In total, he had 4 bandaids on his arm and a few on his fingers, and both knees were bleeding. But, luckily, right before you were giving up on him, he finally learned how to balance properly.

So you would understand his shocked expression when you told him that you were biking after almost 10 years of not biking.

But, ever since then, you both biked around the town until you grew out of those wheels and decided that walking around was more peaceful.

"Y/N," Jungkook tentatively says your name as you gave the money to the bike owner, giving him enough money to rent two bikes for a couple of hours. "How are we-"

"Have fun," the bike owner said and you were off, throwing one leg over the bike seat and sitting comfortably while you kicked the stand off the ground. You balanced with your hands on the handles.

Peeking at Jungkook, you watch him slowly sit onto the bike, trying to get used to the mechanical transport that led to some scary but memorable childhood memories. You could tell he was a bit iffy when he began to sit on top of it, having you snicker slightly at the sight of it; as if he was a child afraid to go near the shark tank.

Seeming that he was taking forever, you sigh and tell him, "Race you to the river!"

And off you went, knowing perfectly well that your best friend, was a competitive person; and he will do everything in his power to make sure he wins. The sun was still out, but barely anyone was out enjoying the nice day, giving you a perfect path to bike along.

"Did you really think you were going to beat me?" Jungkook huffs right beside you once he catches up to you. "That's hilarious."

You roll your eyes at his competitive state that brought out his inner arrogance that was more arrogant than he already was. "Calm down, Jeon. I was just giving you a push to finally get on that damn bike."

He chuckles as he slows his speed to match yours.

"Don't get too excited about winning," you say with a smile. "Enjoy the day while it lasts."

Jungkook looks at you for a moment when you had stated that and he doesn't know what happened, but when he had looked at you, the sun had hit you perfectly, and for some odd reason, his eyes did not leave your form. You were this strange, unusual gem and the way that the sun radiated off of you was the image that had burnt into his mind when he knew at that moment, there was something odd about the way you looked in his eyes.

But that split moment was torn when he realized that he was falling off course and went the wrong path as you. Realizing this, you laugh loudly at how he took the downhill route that would lead him farther away from the river.

Jungkook groans at the realization of this, realizing that someone like you had distracted him from winning a small race against you.

When you reached over to the river, you realized that you were the first one to arrive and you were the only one to be at the river, seeing that no one was near you.

Hopping off your bike and setting it under a tree with shade, you kick off your shoes to feel the cold grass underneath, as you neared the river. Setting yourself a few feet away, you sat down and smile at the refreshing feeling and when you remember the last memory of being at the river.

You two were kids when you came to the river. It was just a simple picnic day with his and yours parents when you both had challenged each other to race to the river. You won, of course, because at the time, you had longer legs than him— until he hit the beginning of high school and his growth spurt finally happened and he was able to pass the short jokes that you made on him onto you.

That thought faded when you heard heavy breathing and the wheels of the bike squeak behind you, realizing that Jungkook finally made it.

"Took you long enough," you call out, eyes training upon the calm water.

"Listen, I could have beaten you-"

"But you couldn't," you teasingly taunt.

"Whatever," he scoffs as his ego was hit.

Just then, you heard clothes scuffing against each other before you saw your best friend in nothing but his boxers run into the river, splashing against the water as he exclaimed out of excitement.

You laugh, shaking your head at your mischievous friend, standing up when you felt a few water drops hit you.

"Come on!" Jungkook cheers once he reaches the surface as he shakes his wet hair like a dog, making you laugh loudly.

You shake your head, watching him enjoy himself in the clear lake.

"Come on! Enjoy the while it lasts!"

Hearing him say that made you look at him once more as he motions you over.

Usually, you wouldn't fall for it and usually, you would have just sat there and let him have his time enjoying himself. But for some odd reason, you found yourself rolling your eyes and standing up, stripping off to your plain grey bra and black undies, and usually, you would get self conscious about your body, but you could feel Jungkook's eyes staring at you in awe at your complete 180.

For him, the least he's ever seen you was at least a bra and undies and seeing you discarding your clothes with the rest of his as you ran towards the river, embracing yourself for a cold hit.

Once you dove in, you didn't expect it to be deeper than you thought, but it was shallow enough that the surface was below your chin. When you rose to surface, eyes wide at the sudden rush that went through you, you heard the meticulous laughter of the boy that easily made your cheeks pink.

"There we go!" He yells, splashing you water cheerfully. Splashing him back, you both fought in the water, you throwing yourself onto his back and letting him go under the water for a few seconds to catch him off guard.

Then unexpectedly, Jungkook has his hands under the back of your legs and your neck, throwing you back into the water that had you shriek at his sudden counterattack. When you rose to surface, you glared at him as he doubled over laughter, hands clenching at his stomach.

The rest of the time was he and you both swimming in laughter and the audible splashes of the waters.

But, as you were caught off guard trying to take out the hair tie in your hair, you begin to realize that it suddenly got quiet.

You turn around, checking the water to see where he went, your heart pounding.

"Jungkook?" You yell, almost panicking. "Jungkook!"

Next thing you know, you had brought yourself into the cold water, hands spreading out and eyes alert for anything moving. You continuously yell his name, heart pounding if something bad had happened to him.

Just as you were in the midst of your Jungkook search, something had jumped out of the water, making you scream at the sudden appearance as you felt that something— someone— was behind you, hands on your waist.

Swiftly turning around, you face a chuckling Jungkook who had made you scream with his prank. You sigh aggravated, your fists hitting his chest as his laughter died, trying to dodge your hits and blows. "Don't ever do that! You gave me a heart attack!"

"Hey hey," Jungkook says, his eyes staring at yours with sincerity as you scowl at him, your hands fisted and still against his chest. "I'm fine. Nothing's going to happen to me."

You don't say anything at that moment. Instead, you stare at him, your eyes examining his and you couldn't stop your heart from beating so loud. Especially with your fist against his chest, you could feel his heart, having your cheeks flush into a pink tint that could be very evident.

Jungkook gulps, the image of you completely in his grasp, staring at him had him admittedly nervous— especially when he realized how prettier you have gotten since the high school days when you had large glasses framing your face. And sure, he's noticed that you've gotten pretty, but at that exact epoch, his eyes grazed your eyelashes that shielded your eyes and your cheeks that looked awfully alluring when tinted pink.

How he could kiss you in a second.

You don't know why you decided to let the stares linger, but you didn't know how to break it off either.

So, you bask in that moment, knowing very well that this may be the only happy moment between you and him that will be.

"Y/N, I-"

You cut him off after hearing in the distance, you hear what sounded like the subtle barks of a dog coming near, having you result to pull away from Jungkook who had finally got the realization of what happened when the warmth of your touch in his hand and the warmth of your presence near him had disappeared.

Jungkook watches you swim over to the side and hop onto the grass, walking to your dry clothes that you had used to dry your hair a bit. Following, Jungkook reaches over for to where his fallen jacket was and placed it over your shoulders, you slightly jumping at that sudden gesture.

"Hey," you break the very evident awkwardness that was noticeably thick in the air. "Let's get ice cream."

Jungkook, who had chuckled at your love for ice cream, nods and looks at you with a smirk. "You're thinking what I'm thinking?"

And you two were indeed thinking what you both were thinking.

The Moo-Moo Station — your number one ice cream place that you two went as children. It has always been your favorite and not one ice cream shop can top it. You and Jungkook spent many memories in that place and it would be every weekend you would ice cream together.

You always went for something simple— like strawberry— on a waffle cone and Jungkook always experimented with crazy flavors that are either the worst or the best.

As you finish ordering your ice cream and reminiscing the past in between, you both walk out with grins at the sight of the highlight of your childhood in your hands.

As Jungkook takes a lick into his rocky road ice cream— which surprisingly he never had— he smiles as a thought occurs to him. "Remember when I tried that cherry flavored ice cream-"

"And you had an allergic reaction? I could never forget when your face became swollen— it was like you were stung by a hundred bees," you chuckle at that funny memory when even Jungkook's tongue was swollen that he couldn't tell you what was happening.

"I didn't know I was allergic to cherries!"

Laughing at him, you licked your ice cream slowly, your mind debating whether or not you should tell him at this moment. If you tell him now, there would be a chance he would leave in complete anger and leave you stranded; but if you were to tell him later, there could be a chance that he would never talk to you— especially when your flight leaves in a couple of days.

So you decide to go for the kill.

"Hey, Jungkook?" You stare at your ice cream in your hand.

He hums in response, treasuring the different flavors of ice cream he got in a single waffle cone.

"I have something to tell you," you pause slightly. "And I don't want you-"

You were cut off when his phone rang in the pocket of his jacket, having you hitch your breath.

"Give me a second, it's Seoyeon," he says before he answers his phone, your stomach dropping. "Hey— woah, calm down. Yeah, I'm out with Y/N. Is there something wrong? Okay, okay. See you later. I love you, too. Bye."

Not going to lie, but it hurt. You were hurt and anxious and nervous that for some reason, you don't feel like eating the ice cream anymore. So you stared at it, lips pursing together.

Jungkook hung up, shoving the phone back into his pocket, and took a lick before looking at you curiously and asking, "What did you need to tell me?"

"Nothing," you quickly answer, eyes shooting up to look at him and hiding every emotion in you with a humble smile. "Nothing, it's dumb."

"Are you sure?"

You look away, nodding. "Yeah, don't worry about it."

He stares at you for a split moment, only to shrug it off, believing the words that you say.

"You were with Y/N?" Seoyeon calls out from the living room as she hears the door slam and the fumbling of keys, indicating that Jungkook was finally home in their shared apartment.

"Well, hello to you too," Jungkook sarcastically greets before he stops when he took one step in the living room, seeing that Seoyeon was sitting on their suede couch, legs and arms crossed and lips pursed.

"What's going on?" Jungkook raises an eyebrow, confused and curious as to why she was sitting in the living room with a new dress he had never seen her wear before.

"What's going on?" She scoffs as she stands up, eyebrows furrowing and mouth dropping at her boyfriend's ignorance. "Jungkook, it's 8."

"And?" Jungkook asks, completely confused as he didn't have a curfew assigned last time he checked.

"It's 8 and you spent the whole day with Y/N," she sneers.

"What's wrong with that?"

"We had reservations at 7," she finalizes before Jungkook's eyes softened, remembering that they planned that reservation a couple weeks beforehand. He drags his hand across his face, sighing when he begins to realize that he just blew off a date unintentionally.

"Seoyeon, I am so sorry—" Jungkook begins before Seoyeon shakes her head.

"I don't want you to be with Y/N anymore," she affirms, having Jungkook stare at her in total disbelief at her seriousness. "I don't want you near her."

"Wha—"

"You heard me. Jungkook, don't you realize what she's been doing?"

"And don't you realize how unreasonable you're being—"

"She's ruining us, Jungkook!" Seoyeon fumes, hands flailing in the air with an ablaze anger that could have lit the whole home on fire. "I was nice enough to let it go one time, but I will not let it go this time."

Jungkook exasperatingly sighs, mind not being able to circle around her sudden accusation of you. "What are you talking about?"

"I have eyes, too, Jungkook, and it's not hard to see that she wants to end our relationship!"

He shakes his head, not believing one single word that she says. Even if it were true, he truly wishes it weren't.

"Don't you see? This is what she wants!" Seoyeon exclaims at his denial, her eyes looking up at the ceiling trying her very hardest to not a single tear out of her eyes. "She wants me to get angry at you so that this would happen! She wants this to happen so it would end our relationship!"

"No, she doesn't."

"She's in love with you! It's obvious from the way she looks at you."

Jungkook stares at her, gaze fixed on her as once again, he did not believe a single thing that left her mouth.

"Why do you think she wanted to go out with you today? The same day that we had reservations for that new restaurant we both wanted to try down the street?"

"That was my fault, okay—"

"Of course! Because it's always Y/N, right?" She snaps, stabbing her finger against his chest with wet eyes glinting at him. "It's always Y/N. It will always be Y/N."

Jungkook grabs her wrist, his jaw tightening as he saw that her eyes had made him feel completely guilty. And before he realizes, her tears were staining his black shirt as he brought her close, his hand stroking her hair, attempting to calm her down.

"I don't want to lose you," she chokes out. "I am so afraid to lose you, Jungkook."

He shushes her quietly, holding her tight in his arms. "And you won't. I promise."

And as Seoyeon was being held and consoled that night, she did feel a bit guilty as she is human. But as the night ended with unsaid kisses and marks that were to be for sure evident the next morning, she would smirk at the sight of her Jungkook sleeping soundly beside her, falling for the little stunt with the fake tears and accusations spilled tonight so you would not dare enter their life anymore.

"I can't believe you waited until the day before you were going to leave to tell him this," Jimin says during your call on your way to Jungkook's place. "You should have told him the day you spent time with him."

You had called Jimin, knowing that he would make sure you were prepared for anything— whether for the tears that was caused because you would be losing your one best friend who has known you since you were little or just the sad thought that you would lose the privilege to talk to him for awhile. Either way, Jimin was there to reassure you that you had 8 months to yourself. 8 months to go out and enjoy the life you set yourself for and not to worry about one little thing about guilt and sorrow.

And without Jimin, you would have been all melancholy for those 8 months because today, you were going to meet Jungkook one last time before your flight tomorrow night.

Bags are packed at your dorm, you had your set schedule thanks to your professor who was able to help arrange everything, and you had yourself.

"I know, I know" you chuckle, trying to stay positive. "He's going to hate me, but hopefully not forever."

"Fingers crossed," Jimin humors along as you walk inside the building with stomach churning.

"Going inside the elevator now," you document and you hear him chuckle over the line.

"Alright, just don't be nervous. Rip the bandage off and leave it at that. Alright?"

"Yeah, okay," you agree.

"Okay," he says. "Good luck."

"Thank you, Jimin," you thank before he hums in response and hangs up for his class that starts in a couple of minutes, leaving you to take continuous shallow breaths, feeling queasy as the elevator took you up to his floor and your legs had taken you to the front of his door.

You took a second to compose yourself before you knocked on the door slowly, eyes lowering down to your toes as you tried to count to 100 in your head with fingers fidgeting.

Out of all your years knowing Jungkook, this was the first time you ever got really nervous about admitting something to him. But there's always a first for everything.

Your counting stops at 7 when the door is suddenly opened to a shirtless Jungkook who stares at you blandly, and it didn't help that you were basically sweating buckets in front of him.

"Hi," you finally let out after you notice that his eyebrow rose and his eyes staring at you, wondering why you were there standing in front of him.

"Hi?" He repeats and you try to smile at him.

"Is Seoyeon here?" You politely ask and Jungkook's expressions don't change for one bit, having you gulp audibly. "Can I come in?"

Jungkook brings the door closer to him, blocking you from stepping in. "I don't think that's a good idea."

Then your eyebrows rose up in surprise at his sudden defense— as if he was treating you like a stranger that he's never seen before.

"Oh, okay," you go along with it, lips pressing into a thin line. "Is everything okay?"

He doesn't respond. Instead, his eyes were just studying your eyes, facial expression hard as a rock and out of all your years of seeing right through him, it was if you were staring at a wall. Then that's when you chew on the inside of your cheek.

"Did Jimin tell you or something?" You stutter quietly.

"Tell me what? That he was involved in your plan to ruin my relationship with Seoyeon?" He practically spat out that you only result to blinking at this sudden accusation you couldn't wrap your brain around.

And after staring at him in disbelief, you come to terms as to what he was talking about.

"So the bitch finally snapped," you quietly mutter under your breath. "What other lies has she been feeding you?"

"Don't you dare say she's lying to me. Ever since I introduced you to her, you have been acting weird—"

You scoff. "I've been acting weird?"

"You sure as hell aren't the Y/N I know," he sneers, having you replace your anxiety to complete anger at his crazy assumptions that were all caused by the girl who was probably laughing in the other room.

"Then who the hell is the Y/N you know?"

"The Y/N I know would have respected my relationship at all costs— not ruin the relationship for her selfish deeds! But this Y/N? In front of me? She's a completely different person in my eyes."

Each word had hit you like a dagger. Constantly stabbing you at your legs, arms, body, and heart. You didn't know if you should feel betrayed. You didn't know if you should scream at him for being blind. You didn't know if you should just break down so instead, you nod understandingly.

"Fine. Say all you want, but answer me this," you began, not believing that you— even you— had to result to this. "Is it her or me?"

He looks at you, baffled at your question. "The Y/N I know wouldn't make me choose-"

"But I'm not the Y/N you know right now. So, tell me Jungkook, is it the girl you've been with for a couple months? Or the person who has been with you since you were a child?"

Jungkook looks at you for a moment, his mouth opening to answer, but closing again.

But, that single moment was enough for you to know your answer.

"And the Jungkook I know wouldn't have hesitated."

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Anime Summer 2019 Final Impressions + Plans for Fall

Summer sure was the hottest season of the year yet, it was an extremely unbearable hell, but that aside, there were lots of things this season, had some really sweet vacations, I’m back on school studying fine arts, and of course, all the good anime shows I watched.

Though, I must say, Fridays this season were my least favorite because they’re so packed with a lot of shows to watch, things get a lot worse when I have school now and I wouldn’t even have the time to watch everything after arriving at home at 3 PM.

Now that the Summer season is coming to a close, we’re finally moving on to Fall and the upcoming lineup is definitely the hottest yet, and most importantly: My birthday is this Friday, October 4th, and I’m going to become 20 years old, so I hope y’all don’t disappoint me with the birthday messages and potential surprises (which I’m always looking for ;-;).

Since it’s my 20th birthday, it’s a big milestone for me and I hope I get to activate my moral superiority, and if I see any of you whiny crybabies say some negative shit about things I really hold dear the most in my life, you’re gonna be hella sorry. 🙂💢

Ahem, excuse my weird behavior right there. Anyways, before we talk more about my birthday presents and everything, let’s talk about the shows I watched this Summer!

WARNING: This post contains spoilers for “Granbelm.” (About time I had discussed something with spoilers, it’s been forever)

1.- Girls’ Frontline Healing Chapter: This is the anime I’ve been dying to watch and it finally came out... albeit with a little surprise: It’s in full Chinese! Dub and all!

I guess it makes sense they released it on full Chinese on BiliBili (Think of it as China’s equivalent of NicoNico or something) because it’s a Chinese game, but even Azur Lane, which it’s a Chinese game too, is huge in Japan now (Sorry Kancolle, you have sunk) that its upcoming anime is a full-fledged 30 minute TV series on national Japanese TV. But even so, the Chinese dub so far is relatively fine.

The series has even spawned two Grand Theft Auto dubbed parodies (1, 2) and they lead me to create my own parody using Team Fortress 2 sound clips, there should be more parodies like these!

Anyways, the wait for this series has absolutely been worth it and can’t wait to watch the Japanese dub!

10/10 - Rank: S++ - 100%

2.- The Case Files of Lord El-Melloi II: All I can think of this series is: This is the perfect definition of a Nasuverse with multiverse and different incarnations of some characters a la comic books, (By that I mean there’s characters from Fate/Apocrypha like Caules and Flat, for example. All within the realm of the Stay Night/Zero continuity (?)) having some MCU-styled worldbuilding or something. (Okay, maybe I’m going too far with these childish meaningless comparisons, it’s just that I want the Nasuverse to be something other than standalone universe after standalone universe)

Now, me personally, having never read the novels, I did enjoy the series as it is, but it does get somewhat problematic that the first half is anime original while the second half is adapted from the novels for non-readers. It’s really weird how they decided to make the series half anime original half adaptation. This is beyond for me to call it “Semi-original” (I usually use this term for anime series based on intellectual properties but have a completely original storyline, such as Danganronpa 3 and Katsugeki Touken Ranbu).

Here’s a helpful timeline made by Karoshi to help you where the anime fits within the Case Files LN series.

Moving on, the animation is really great, the opening is awesome and with the instrumental only theme, it feels as if I’m watching a Netflix or HBO show, which is really neat. TROYCA did a good job on the visuals, the actions scenes and everything, they’re replicating the Ufotable style nicely.

Everyone must be like “A breath of fresh air after the fuckery we had with Fate/Apocrypha and Fate/Extra Last Encore” or 4chan people still hating on Case Files, sure, but I won’t really acknowledge it because I don’t care about Apocrypha and Last Encore anymore, but I will always defend them no matter what. I may have not read the Apocrypha LNs but there’s no reason to call the anime crap for no reason, and with Last Encore, I have played the original Fate/Extra game and while I was surprised and mad that it was a completely different story, in the end, the story is still close to the game and it’s an interesting alternate take on the Fate/Extra story. You can’t convince me otherwise, so get out of my sight, please.

I really hope this is the last time I rant about recent adaptations of different Fate series, because for me, Fate is a franchise that shouldn’t be disserviced on something like this, not even from the most dedicated Fate or general Type-Moon fans. (except the 2006 series because it aged like crap; Same with the MCU and other big franchises, inb4 Karoshi and everyone else crucifies me for stupid statements like these. Except Karoshi flat out told me he doesn’t use Tumblr at all to even read this post, so I’m glad)

Case Files may be over, but there’s another Fate series coming out this Saturday...

9/10 - 93% - Rank: A++

3.- Dumbbell Nan Kilo Moteru: Having dropped out of the gym days prior, I immediately felt bad for doing so and watching the series made my desire to go back to the gym grow even more, though I don’t think I would have liked to given that I have school now and wouldn’t have time to have my break at all. At least the series did show exercises I can do at home. Even if I spent 1 year at the gym, I still have a fat belly despite having a decently fit body. Somebody help me. ;_;

I just realized I’m more like Hibiki, she works out but then she still eats a lot of fat afterwards. 😅

I’d definitely recommend this show for people who want to workout either at the gym or occasionally at home. This has some pretty good fan service, comedy and over-the-top muscles galore.

8.5/10 - 87% - Rank: A+

4.- Danmachi S2: I wasn’t fond of the beginning arc in a sense I didn’t want to see Bell suffer, but then the next arc is just way better (Not gonna lie, I’d really love to go in the City of Lust with the Ishtar Familia. 🤤)

After One-Punch Man 2 and even Okaa-san Online, Danmachi is and continues to look one of the better looking anime I’ve recently watched. There’s a bit of weird quality errors here and there, but overall, the visuals still look impressive. Hell, even the opening looks amazing (though Case Files beat it as the best looking opening of the season).

After the series ended, a new OVA AND season 3 got announced for 2020. I’m glad I won’t have to wait for another 2 or 4 years. For 2 years, I would have to get a new season of Sword Oratoria like in 2017, but Sword Oratoria is rather forgettable, so I’m sticking with the base series, instead. Anyways, looking forward for more Danmachi next year.

8/10 - 84% - Rank: A

5.- Fire Force: Even though I never saw Soul Eater, but even so, this series is interesting, it had a strong start but the last few episodes, the animation has been TERRIBLE. The way the characters move, the flow and everything is just god damn slow.

It’s a damn shame how David Production of all studios is getting a troublesome series with decaying animation quality or something. Even JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure and Cells at Work had decaying qualities or something.

Since this is a two-cour series (for the better or for worse), I hope the animation would get better, but if it continues to be the way it is, I don’t really know what to say, and maybe David Production shouldn’t have picked this series up in the first place, Bones should have adapted Fire Force so it can give Soul Eater vibes, but I guess they were too busy with Mob Psycho 100 and My Hero Academia. Even so, the series still had some decent moments.

One thing worth pointing out is that the ending theme, veil by Keina Suda, reminded me of the song シャルル... But then I discovered that シャルル was made by Keina Suda too, that took me by surprise.

7.5/10 - 75% - Rank: B

6.- Tejina Sempai: I wasn’t much convinced on wanting to see the series before it came out, but when I’ve seen crossover fan arts with the titual character and Hotaru Shidare from Dagashi Kashi, even pKjd’s tweet about it, got me interested, I saw the first episode and I loved it, I had laughed a lot on it, but like on the second half of the show, the series has kinda lost me and couldn’t even find it funny anymore, a little bit, but it wasn’t working out for me anymore.

Animation wise is a little decent, not as utterly poor but the showoverall is okay.

To add insult to injury, this is the one project artist Sky-Freedom has recently dedicated to make porn pictures on his Patreon and sell a doujin of it.

Long story short: Sky-Freedom was making a JK oneshota series on Patreon, but then on early July 2019, he was accused of plagiarism from another artist for one image (See here; and yes, I made this Twitter account to protest, but it didn’t work like I wanted), hence he cancelled the JK oneshota series and has since moved on making doujins of Azur Lane, and of course, Tejina Sempai.

Basically, an artist I’ve grown to hate has moved on to make porn of Tejina Sempai on his Patreon and a doujinshi. Sure, what he did about copying another artist and make money of it from Patreon was shitty, but since he won’t make that JK oneshota series anymore and can’t even care for his new stuff, hence why I hate him now (though not really because I’m still curious to know what he’s doing).

Sorry if I went a little bit off-topic, but this is the most important thing I wanted to address, something associated with Tejina Sempai, whether it’s a good thing or a bad thing.

7/10 - 71% - Rank: B-

7.- Okaa-san Online: This one I kinda have grown to have quite mixed feelings about this series.

In one hand, it recreates Pochi’s art style nicely but it doesn’t even come close, everything else is rather nice, but on the other hand, the poor animation kinda kills the interest and enjoyment of the series quite a bit. It seems like part of JC Staff has gotten worse in animation talent than One-Punch Man 2, but it certainly won’t top OPM2.

As for the story, writing and characters, there isn’t much for me to talk about, and it’s its nature to have characters with terrible puns as their names and such.

However, it does get a bit thought provoking about my relationship with my mom, but I wouldn’t like to get too personal about it (and it’s none of your business anyways).

The best girl of course is Mamako, not only she’s a genuinely good mother, someone I really shouldn’t fight so bad (I’m worse than her son, Masato), but also she’s a legit good MILF. 👌

Okay okay, let’s not get too perverted again as I briefly did at Danmachi with the Ishtar Familia arc or something and let’s just move on to the score.

Also, why would HorribleSubs refer this series as “Okaa-san Online”? It certainly has a long ass title, but calling it “Okaa-san Online”? Really?

After Okaa-san Online, can we please get an Ane Naru Mono anime but with a better studio, please? Maybe it could be a hentai based on the NSFW version or it could be a TV series based on the SFW version, either is fine but give me something, please!

6/10 - 63% - Rank: C-

8.- Granbelm: I was honestly feeling super mixed around the first few episodes, and at times I even felt like dropping this, but I never drop any anime I wasn’t feeling interested, but then the second half of the series has been getting me interested now, especially when the series gave me the best anime villains ever:

Anna Fugo: The “obsessed for power” type of villain with a terrific performance by Yoko Hikasa.

Suishou Hakamada: The “servant of the most powerful boss, but the boss sucks, so screw this!” type of villain with a mysterious background, with a voice ranging from calm but terrifying to extreme when she gets angry, provided by Aoi Yuuki. Around episode 12, here’s a surprising info bomb: Suishou out of the blue reveals that she participated and won every single Granbelm for a thousand years to become the Princeps or something.

Another con I have to mention is the weak sound design. When the fight scenes happen, the mechas flying, the strikes and everything sound really off, they don’t sound like loud engines blasting off or even metal clashing very strongly or something.

I must say, even if the story wasn’t the most convincing I’ve ever watched but it has some redeeming qualities like the villains, the animation was pretty good. Certainly doesn’t involve sakuga, but at least it was pretty decent.

6.5/10 - 67% - Rank: C+

Overall:

I know Okaa-san Online should have been last for the poor animation and my lower score, but Granbelm was always destined to be in that spot because I was the least interested at it.

I have a history of rigging my own scores, so I don’t make the rules.

Spring 2019 ongoing:

Fruits Basket: The first season has ended, and now we’re gonna get season 2 around 2020. I’m excited to see how the story goes. (And before you tell me to read the manga, I’ll pass and I’m gonna wait and see how will the adaptation goes)

Kimetsu no Yaiba: Episode 19 and with the series ended, might as well say this now but this is totally my Anime of the Year, no denying it. I’m glad it’s not the end for Kimetsu no Yaiba yet, there’s going to be a movie of the Infinite Train arc... inb4 it becomes another vaporware like the Katsugeki Touken Ranbu movie or, hell, even Girls’ Work, and things get worse with the tax fraud on Ufotable, if that’s anything to go by.

They still have Heaven’s Feel III coming out in 2020, so there’s a pretty good chance that Ufotable can still work it out with the Kimetsu no Yaiba if they can.

Not quite a mediocre anime to give it a D or even an E like the past two seasons, in my opinion. Now, it’s finally the time to talk about my anticipated anime not only for the entire season in general, but for my birthday as well!

Anticipated:

1.- Azur Lane The Animation - October 3rd: I’m a big avid player of Azur Lane and I seriously can’t wait for the anime to come out! I don’t care if people are gonna compare this with the Kancolle anime, if it’s gonna be good, bad or worse than the Kancolle anime, etc. I just want to watch it, please!

October 3rd is just PAINFULLY a day close to my birthday, but you know what? I’m gonna watch the first episode on day 1 and then rewatch it on my birthday so I can be satisfied.

With the latest trailers, the anime looks impressive, it seems like the character designs are relatively close to the diverse art styles from the characters, but it’s still mixed in with a uniformal art style like Kancolle’s or something. Still nowhere near Chronicle Chain-tier, but it’s something.

This is definitely the one anime I’m super anticipated to watch and can’t wait to watch it, even if it’s an early birthday gift!

2.- Girls’ Frontline Healing Chapter (Japanese Dub) - October 4th: Yes yes, the series already exists, albeit for Chinese audiences with Chinese dub and all and I just reviewed it, but hey, this is the Japanese dub we’re talking about and I was growing as desperate as I was to watch the series. As to how these news came to be, I was scrolling down my timeline and saw the Crunchyroll news post about the series, I was like “Yooo, the Japanese dub is finally coming out!”, I looked at the post, read through and at the bottom, I saw the broadcasts:

Tokyo MX: every Friday during the 25:00 time slot beginning on October 04, 2019.

BS11: every Saturday during the 20:55 time slot beginning on October 05, 2019.

Yep, you read that right: October 4th. This is my biggest surprise I’ve seen yet, and the road for my birthday (at the time of writing this, Sept. 25th) keeps getting better and better!

I actually had thought it was gonna come out on Fall but I expected on late October at best, to coincide with the Chinese release’s late July release, but I never thought they would definitely go for my birthday of all dates.

3.- High Score Girl - October 4th/16th: Every time I watch this show, I seriously cannot stop smiling for how good this is, and I’m glad it’s back for a second season as my birthday gift.

But what’s strange is that the first 3 episodes are going to be on my birthday while the rest of the series will be on October 16th onwards, it’s a little odd but hey, I get to see the first 3 episodes of my birthday, it’s definitely worth it.

4.- Blackfox - October 4th: I haven’t heard anything new about this lately and I genuinely lost interest on it because the fact that it’s a theatrical movie in Japan left me a sour taste in my mouth. Well, I would still see the film eventually in some way, whether the film would come out on Mexico or torrents from the Blu-Ray release, but at the same time, it’s just the usual “Japan getting an anime movie first and it’s going to take forever for it to come out on Mexico or won’t at all.”

That is until on September 27th, I was randomly reading the Wikipedia page for Blackfox and I noticed that, get this: Crunchyroll is going to stream the film on October 4th! My interest on Blackfox has regained!

With that said about Blackfox being a movie and coming out on Crunchyroll on October 4th, looks like I’m going to have two movies in one birthday, one of them being a certain mentally ill prince of crime clown. Given that I’m going to have all morning watching all these other anime that are coming out in my birthday, I don’t think I’ll be able to watch Blackfox too in favor of Joker.

5.- My Hero Academia season 4 - October 12th: I’m surprised that My Hero Academia took a long lap between seasons, maybe we all needed a break from MHA coming out in every Spring, especially when there was another Shonen Jump series, Kimetsu no Yaiba, and the competition would sure be hot, I think Kimetsu no Yaiba might have been suffocated with MHA or vice versa, who knows really.

Anyways, we’re finally getting into the Eri arc and boy, seeing this arc animated is gonna be intense.

6.- Fate/Grand Order: Babylonia - October 5th: I don’t really understand what’s the appeal with Babylonia (and Camelot) in comparison to the other storylines from FGO before Epic of Remnant and Cosmos in the Lostbelt. And I didn’t even bother to look at English translations or even videos or transcripts of the chapter released in the NA version. Now that it’s getting animated, I’ll have to wait and see because what I like the most of these adaptations is seeing the VN-like scenarios come to life, or pretty much any other media I like seeing being brought to life in general.

Some things I do have to compliment about the Babylonia anime is that they released episode 0 in the actual game (and at the same time, simulcasts were released which begs the question: How the fuck were they able to get an episode of the Babylonia anime straight from the game?), and, unlike Azur Lane which it’s another mobage with an anime coming out this Fall, it uses a uniformal art style and it tries to replicate the Takeuchi art style. Granblue Fantasy is an exception because it’s only one artist who does literally every single character ever.

7.- BEASTARS - October 8th: This is the next project from the studio that brought Houseki no Kuni, Orange. Looking forward to more of their CG greatness. (Sanzigen will always hold a special place in my heart, though)

8.- Tokunana - October 6th: I was randomly lurking on Yuuichiro Higashide’s (Fate/Apocrypha, Danganronpa 3, Date A Live Fragment: Date A Bullet writer) website and I saw “Tokunana”, I visited the website and it showed me the trailer first, it looked pretty interesting and for some reason I thought it was like an old series of sorts, but nope, it’s actually a new series.

The full English title is Special 7: Special Crime Investigation Unit, and given that I watch CSI, NCSI and Hawaii Five-0 very early in the mornings before I go to school, I’m definitely gonna get some vibes from these shows or something, and this show has a pretty stellar cast too.

9.- Granblue Fantasy: The Animation season 2 - October 4th: I genuinely had enjoyed the first season when it came out, the animation looked nice too, but now reading some reactions on the anime in general has given me a sour taste, I refuse to believe it’s bad or anything...

I’m surprised that they’re changing studios from A-1 to MAPPA, I wanted Cygames Pictures because supposedly they were supposed to make anime based on their properties themselves, why MAPPA of all studios?

Also, this is coming out in my birthday and I’m not sure if I asked for this, but I’ll take it.

10.- Psycho-Pass 3 - October 24th: With news about Psycho-Pass 3 flying around, I had to binge the series on my Spring break, and yes, even Psycho-Pass 2, everyone says that it sucks and whatnot, but for me honestly, it wasn’t even that offensively bad, it does suck that there wasn’t a lot of Kogami, but the storyline and everything wasn’t really that bad, at least the movie gave more Kogami, though. And speaking of familiar faces, it seems like only Shion and Sho are returning and this whole season has an all-new cast, I’m not sure how I feel about that.

Before Pscyho-Pass 3 comes out, I forgot there were the Sinners of the System film trilogy released earlier this year and I got to watch them all this past Sunday as of the publishing of this post. Speaking of the films, they were 1 hour each and I think they were a test on how will Psycho-Pass 3 work with 1-hour length.

The series will have 8 episodes consisting of 1 hour, I’m not really sure if I’m prepared for that, and now that I think about it, it’s going to feel like watching a Netflix show.

11.- Phantasy Star Online 2: Episode Oracle - October 7th: So a new PSO2 anime is apparently happening, but this time it seems like it’s definitely gonna be more serialized and actually taking place in the game’s universe, because the 2016 series had a lot of meta shit and it was just ridiculous, but even so, I loved it.

And that’s all of the anime I’m looking forward this Fall, don’t forget that my birthday is soon and I’m looking forward for your messages! I’m sure going to have a great time in my 20th birthday with Azur Lane, Girls’ Frontline, High Score Girl, Granblue Fantasy, Blackfox (if I have the time) The Blacklist (if I have the time) and Joker!

Carrd.

Announcement for my (potential) retirement.

#anime #anime of the season #aots #summer 2019 #fall 2019

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Health insurance coverage for my 88 yr old mother with dementia?

our 88 year old mom who has dementia has medicare part a & b, with Aetna supplement. We need to relocate mom back home since she doesn t have the funds to stay at the dementia home she is currently in. Payments keep rising. Due to the medicaid five year stepdown, she will be eligible in two years. Until then, we will keep her at home, however, is there a health coverage that will be able to cover any major health catastrophy, should one occur in next two years before Medicaid kicks in? We are willing to relocate with mom to a state that has this kind of coverage. Right now we live in New York, which in itself is very expensive and we are considering moving to help cover mom s costs. Where and what do you recommend?

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