#sur kun

[mawibblap]

I wonder what happened to tv-kun.

[kunpyon]

Hi all, I’ve noticed Ugo Ugo Lhuga gaining some popularity (totally not responsible for that) but I’ve made a discord server just for it! The link should hopefully not expire but if it doesn’t work just dm me

[louisupdates]

Louis talking about his friendship with Sergio Aguero

-Louis Tomlinson interviewing with MTV Sur, Buenos Aires [6.4.2024] via louiology

[gabbbyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy]

WHAHAGHAHWAHAAAAAA/VPOS

BEATBO OMG HIIIIIII HI I MISSED YOU

MAGMA DOODLES!!! These are mostly from April but I just remembered them. Fond of them anyways

[cherry-misty]

Triunuo kun lentugoj (laboro en progreso)

Mi tuj pardonpetas al la aŭtiro de la Wes. La aŭtoro desegnas Wes kiel helaj, sed mi havas vidproblemojn kaj laŭvorte ne povas vidi verdon sur flava. Tial mia Wes estos pli malhelaj, kun helaj lentugoj. Konsideru ĉi tion nur parto de mia stilo, kaj ne insulto al la originalo.

I'm sorry, @bigjbonk

[cinnamon-stheater]

Not sur eif this is what you mean by requests, but Nene and Rui stumbling into L/n, Tsukasa, and Shizuku as kids and being theater freaks with Tsukasa. Sprinkle in a childhood crush for Ruikasa too for an added flavor

☆Theater Freaks?!!

Aaa this one was a little hard to write because I'm not very familiar with Shizukasa or Ruikasa. Also I saw this request 6 days late (I forgor this blog existed T-T) so sorry about it being later than normal! I also have school for nine hours everyday (except friday) so yayyy Apologies for any ooc stuff or mistakes!! I proofread like.. half of it Despite all that this was really fun to write! Thank you for the request!!☆ (that is what i mean by requests too lol) Onwards with the show~☆

"HA HA HA!"

"R-Rui..? What's that loud noise..?" Nene sidled close to Rui, her lips tugging down in a concerned expression. They were standing under the relieving shade of a tree per Nene's request, sheltered from the sweltering sunlight.

"Hmm.." Rui glanced over in the direction of the sound. A group of kids were gathered together among the scattered flowers of the grassy park field. As he studied them, his guess to what they were doing became more and more plausible. Were they... performing?

"I, Tenma Tsukasa, will save Saki - er, Princess Saki - from you, evil witch!" A golden-haired boy jabbed his finger at a girl across from him, a boisterous voice trailing out of his wide open mouth. "You will not go un.. unpunished!"

"Oh, Tsukasa-kun, your acting is so good!" the girl said cheerfully, her blue eyes sparkling in the sun. The first thing Rui noticed about her was that she was stunning. The second thing he noticed was that she looked oddly familiar, even though he was sure he'd never met her. Maybe he'd seen her on TV somewhere.

"Shizuku!" Tsukasa was pouting. "You're the witch!"

"Oh - sorry!" Shizuku tried her best to look menacing, but she still looked much too smiley. "Um.. abracadabra! Now you're a frog!"

"Aaah! The evil witch got me! Ichika, Honami, save me!" Tsukasa cried out and dramatically flung himself to the floor, causing a loud thump. Rui found himself captivated by the performance - were all actors this committed?

A black-haired girl around Nene's age stammered audibly, frantically waving a flimsy twig around. "U-umm..! H-human! Human!" She flung the twig at the boy.

"Human!" The girl beside her copied her, weakly throwing her twig forward.

"HA HA!" Tsukasa declared, leaping up from where he was squatted on the ground, trying to mimic a frog. "Your evil plan failed! Now give Princess Saki back!"

"No!" Shizuku swished her stick wand through the air. "I need to steal her magic! Shii-chan! Fight him!"

"E-eh..?" A girl with short gray hair clutched a stick in her hand. "Do I have to..? He's kinda loud.."

"It looks like they're putting on a show," Rui observed, watching the boy Tsukasa trying to get the girl to fight him. "Nene, do you want to join?"

"U-uh.." Nene stuttered, her cheeks reddening.

"If you don't, that's fine," Rui reassured her with a smile. He knew just how shy Nene could be. He remembered their first meeting well - she'd barely spoken to him, instead preferring to read a picture book in the corner of his room. But he also knew of her awe and fascination towards theater - a fact that he could understand and relate to perfectly well. It was that fact that had brought them together, and that fact that was now pulling him towards the group.

Nene seemed to be able to see how much Rui wanted to go, too. Summoning her courage, she nodded, following close behind him as he confidently walked over. Well, maybe not too confidently - he was well aware of his past attempts to make friends and do shows. Would these kids be any different?

Surprisingly, Rui found himself desperately hoping they would be.

"Saki! I'm here to save you!" Tsukasa charged forward, brandishing his stick with ferocity. "Begone, evil witch!" He lightly smacked the blue-haired girl on the arm. She gracefully helped herself to the floor before the boy sprinted towards the last girl in the group, the resemblance between her and Tsukasa obvious.

"Yay! You're so cool, Tsukasa!" Saki jumped up and down, smiling brightly. Rui started clapping, praising the performance. Was this really what shows could be? He'd seen a lot of them, yet this one was different - it was performed by a group of kids in the park, but somehow, that made it even more magical.

"Haha! I'm glad you liked it!" Tsukasa approached Rui, his chin raised proudly. He studied Rui and Nene for a moment, then grinned widely. "Do you two want to be in our show?"

Well, that saved asking. Rui nodded. "I'd be happy to." He could feel his heart beat more strongly in his chest. Maybe it didn't make much of a difference to other people, but he'd been asked to join this time. Not the other way around.

"Allow me to introduce myself! I am Tenma Tsukasa, world future star!" The boy puffed out his chest proudly.

"I'm Tenma Saki!" the girl with the yellow-pink twintails said happily. "Tsukasa's younger sister!"

"I'm Hinomori Shizuku!" the blue-haired girl smiled. "This is my cute younger sister, Shii-chan!"

"Shiho," the gray-haired girl mumbled, looking away embarrassed.

"My - my name is Hoshino Ichika!" The girl with dark hair stepped up beside Shiho, with the other human-magic-girl right behind her.

"I-I'm Mochizuki Honami..!" she sttutered in a soft voice. "What's your name?"

"My name's Kamishiro Rui," Rui introduced himself. "You can call me Rui. This is Kusanagi Nene." He gestured to the girl hiding shyly behind him.

" You - you can call me Nene!" she squeaked.

"Nice to meet you, Rui and Nene!" Shizuku greeted. "You can call me Shizuku!"

"Call me Tsukasa! If you're going to be in our show, you need a role," Tsukasa said thoughtfully. "Hm.." His eyes darted over the two of them, and Rui felt himself growing slightly self-conscious. "Aha!" he said after a moment. "Nene can be a mermaid! And Rui... can be an alchemist!"

"A mermaid?" Nene's eyes sparkled.

"An alchemist?" Rui tilted his head to one side. He wasn't against the idea - it was almost similar to what he liked doing - but more confused why Tsukasa had chosen that.

"Yes! Alchemists can do sciencey-magic!" Tsukasa seemed really hyped up about the idea, so Rui agreed.

"Okay. I'll be an alchemist!"

"I'm a prince, Saki is a princess, and Shizuku is the evil witch that has captured Saki," Tsukasa explained. "Ichika and Honami are fairies on my side, and Shiho is a knight protecting Shizuku! Nene can be on my side, and Rui can be on Shizuku's side!"

"Wait, didn't you act this play out already?" Rui asked, a little surprised.

"We actually acted it out five times already!" Shizuku told him. "It was so fun!"

"The plot changed every single time!" Saki added.

"Oh - I see," Rui nodded. So it was like acting out five different shows with the same roles and idea.

"And now that we have two more people, it will be funner!" said Tsukasa. "Let the show begin!" He scurried atop a boulder and brandished his stick in the air.

"W-wait!" Nene cried. "We don't even know what we're doing!"

"Improv, Nene!" Shizuku beamed.

"It was like this every time!" Saki agreed. "Come on, Nene! You have to help Tsukasa save me! Don't you want to beat Rui?"

Rui saw the significance of that last statement sink into his friend.

"O-okay!" she managed, and Saki pulled her over to Ichika and Honami.

"Rui, let's try our best to defeat Tsukasa!" Shizuku encouraged him.

"How many times have you defeated him?"

"Zero," Shiho answered flatly.

"Maybe I can change that." A thoughtful grin spread over Rui's features. He hadn't brought any of his robots or materials to make something big, but maybe he could modify Shizuku's stick somehow...

"Oh! I brought a bubble wand with me today," Rui said. "Perhaps you could use it as a wand, Shizuku."

Shizuku gasped. "That's a great idea!"

"What?!" Tsukasa yelled from the top of the boulder. "Alas, Alchemist Rui, your efforts are in vain! I will save Saki and defeat you!"

A feeling of warmth spread through Rui, and a sort of giddy sensation creeped up into his heart. He hadn't been able to freely associate with people like this before. They weren't calling him different or a genius... had he finally found people he could be himself around? But he hadn't exactly built anything, meaning they didn't know him fully yet...

He pushed the thought out of his head. Even if they didn't know the full him, was that okay? He glanced over and saw Nene smiling with Saki and the others, spotted, Shizuku's grinning face, looked up at Tsukasa atop the boulder, gazing down at him with a determined smile. A ray of sunlight slanted down against him, lighting up his face.

"I'm ready, Tsukasa. Let the show begin."

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Sorry this took so long :'<<< sorry it's so long too hehe

I hope you liked it!☆

[roxyas]

En avance sur le blog, voici un dessin de ma nouvelle obsession : Welcome to the Demon school Iruma-kun !

J'aime vraiiiiiiiment ces personnages, et par là je veux dire TOUS ! haha

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Ahead of the blog, here is a drawing of my new obsession: Welcome to the Demon school Iruma-kun!

I really love these characters, and by that I mean ALL of them! haha

[soelvfisk]

Jeg gik en lang tur med hund her til aften. Mit hjerte smelter. Trods alt kaos og modvind på det sidste, er der altså virkelig ved at ske et julemirakel af en art. Måske er det fordi jeg ægte bare har brug for den slags energi jeg får, når jeg bor alene og kan lade op i mit eget selskab? Som et “pling” føltes byen tilgængelig og åben, fordi alle butikkerne lukkede og menneskerne forsvandt. Kun sporadiske skikkelser, helt pakket ind i huer og lange jakker. Som en by af emo-katja-kaj og emo-bente-bent’ere. Sort og mørkt, men trygt? Luften var kold og stod nærmest stille om os. Vi satte os i græsset og kiggede ind i skyggerne bag en bygning. Den lille hare var ikke farlig, den var bare på afveje. Og hund gøede ikke engang. Betragtede det lille lang-ørede dyr hoppe videre ud i aftenen. Intet at være bange for lige dér.

Noget af æren for den pludselige energi, skyldes nok min snak med psykiater i dag. Jeg kan være benhård når vi taler om traumer, men så snart vi taler om mad… så sidder jeg og tuder. For der er bare intet der har hjulpet og jeg taber mig bare mere og mere og trods mit ønske om sondemad, så er det ikke en mulighed. Græd fordi jeg var så godt på vej inden Bjerget, men så endte det med at Bjerget spiste af mine madvarer og havde sine uvaskede fingre i brødposen… og så røg jeg ud af kurs igen pga stress og flytning etc etc. Psykiater afbrød mig og så sagde hun: “Hør - lige nu er der så langt til succes for dig, fordi vi forventer for meget. Det er ikke et problem, for det giver mening og nu ændrer vi kurs. Vi har haft fokus på mad - og det stresser dig og kaster dig tilbage i tid. Så nu ser vi fremad og har fokus på tidspunkter istedet. Pyt med hvad du spiser og hvor meget - bare tyg i noget som du sluger 3 gange om dagen”.

Og HVILKEN LETTELSE! Pyt med om det kun er en mandel eller et glas kapers eller en appelsin eller et glas nesquik. Mængden skal nok komme! Variationen skal nok komme! Nu skal jeg bare lige fatte at jeg godt kan tygge mad, 3 gange om dagen… og nå i mål uden at miste modet. KÆMPER for at spise nok og bliver SÅ SUR og modløs når jeg fejler. Det gav mig underligt nok appetit, at der pludselig ingen forventninger var. Så da jeg kom hjem, lavede jeg brunede kartofler og spiste det rub og stub. Et helt glas. Har så heller ikke spist andet i dag, men bevares. Og så elsker jeg bare at jeg ved, at det er nok for nu. Må heller ikke overbelaste mit system. Hurra for autisme-venlig spiseforstyrrelses-hjælp wow. Psykiater sagde også at det er påfaldende som mine autistiske træk træder frem når jeg er i mistrivsel - og jeg sad og tænkte “måske fordi vi kun diagnostiserer autister i mistrivsel???”. Mine autistiske træk er jo knap så tydelige når jeg trives og kan accomodate mine behov. Og jeg kan jo ikke accomodate mine behov ordentligt, når min doom-hjerne fortæller mig at jeg kun må spise fucking persille. Nu prøver vi persille 3 gange om dagen og så er det måske brunede kartofler og persille dagen efter. Who knows<3 Og hvis jeg crasher, så er lille hund her jo - parat til at slikke tårer<3

[sofya-fanfics]

Les pulls de Noël

Fandom : Naruto

Relationship : Sasuke x Sakura

Voici ma participation pour le Fluffcember 2024 pour le prompt : pull de Noël.

J’espère que ça vous plaira.

Résumé : Sasuke retira sa cape, se déchaussa et se dirigea vers le salon. Sakura et Sarada étaient assises par terre. Sarada babillait joyeusement en jouant avec ses peluches. Sakura tourna la tête vers lui lorsqu'elle sentit son chakra. Un immense sourire illumina son visage. Elle se leva et s'approcha de lui. Sasuke fronça les sourcils.

« Qu'est-ce que tu portes ? Demanda-t-il. »

Disclaimer : Naruto appartient à Masashi Kishimoto.

@fluff-cember

AO3 / FF.NET

Sasuke ouvrit la porte de la maison et entra à l'intérieur. Il soupira de contentement lorsqu'il sentit la chaleur. Il avait passé la journée dans les rues enneigées de Konoha avec Naruto. Ce jour-ci, le travail de Naruto consistait à faire des inaugurations et des visites sur les chantiers du village. Il ne se plaignait pas. Il avait l'habitude aux journées froides lors de son voyage de rédemption. Cela ne l'avait jamais dérangé. Mais il était heureux de pouvoir rentrer chez lui.

Il retira sa cape, se déchaussa et se dirigea vers le salon. Sakura et Sarada étaient assises par terre. Sarada babillait joyeusement en jouant avec ses peluches. Sakura tourna la tête vers lui lorsqu'elle sentit son chakra. Un immense sourire illumina son visage. Elle se leva et s'approcha de lui. Sasuke fronça les sourcils.

« Qu'est-ce que tu portes ? Demanda-t-il. »

Elle portait un pull en laine rouge. Un sapin de Noël était tricoté dessus et des pompons de toutes les couleurs représentaient les boules. Les couleurs étaient criardes et le sapin ridicule. Où est-ce qu'elle avait pu trouver cette horreur, se demanda Sasuke. Sakura tourna sur elle-même, montrant fièrement son pull.

« Tu aimes ? Demanda-t-elle. »

Sasuke se retint de toutes ses forces pour ne pas grimacer. Tout ce qu'il arrivait à faire était un sourire crispé. Sakura ne put s'empêcher de rire devant son expression.

« J'ai fait du shopping avec Hinata cette après-midi, expliqua-t-elle. Et il y avait cette boutique qui vendait des pulls de Noël. On s'est dit que se serait amusant d'en acheter. Il y en avait aussi pour les enfants. »

Elle prit Sarada dans ses bras et il vit qu'elle portait un pull vert avec un bonhomme de neige tricoté dessus. Les pulls de Noël pour adultes étaient peut-être ridicules, pensa Sasuke, mais sur Sarada, c'était adorable.

« Tu aurais vu Sarada et Boruto dans leur petit pull de Noël. Ils étaient tellement mignons. »

Sarada rit, comme pour approuver les dires de Sakura. Il sourit en les voyant aussi heureuses. Sakura approcha Sarada de Sasuke, qui la prit contre lui, et elle attrapa un sac qui était posé sur le canapé. Elle en sortit un pull et le montra fièrement à Sasuke.

« Je t'en ai pris un aussi. »

Sasuke perdit son sourire. Le pull était de couleur bleu foncé et un chien portant un chapeau de Noël était tricoté dessus.

« Hinata en a acheté un pour Naruto. Comme ça on en portera tous un demain soir quand on dînera ensemble.

-Pas question. »

Sakura fit une moue boudeuse.

« Allez Sasuke-kun.

-Je ne porterais jamais ça.

-Comme tu veux. »

Sasuke fronça les sourcils. Elle avait cédé bien trop facilement. Mais peu importe, il ne portera pas ce pull. Elle le rangea dans le sac et sourit.

« Je vais préparer le dîner. »

Elle partit vers la cuisine, le regard triste. Il savait qu'elle essayait de le manipuler. La voir ainsi le faisait beaucoup plus culpabiliser que lorsqu'elle explosait de colère. Mais lui non plus ne céderait pas.

« Il est hors de question que je porte cette horreur, dit-il à Sarada. »

Pourtant, il avait fini par céder. Tous les trois se trouvaient devant la porte des Uzumaki et portaient leur pull de Noël.

« Tu es très beau, dit Sakura en l’embrassant. »

Sasuke grogna de mécontentement et Sakura rit légèrement en sonnant à la porte. Naruto ouvrit, portant fièrement un pull orange avec une grosse tête de père Noël. Il éclata de rire en regardant Sasuke.

« Je savais que Sakura-chan trouverait un moyen de te faire porter ce pull.

-La ferme, répondit sèchement Sasuke. »

Il entra dans la maison, faisant exprès de bousculer Naruto qui continuait de rire. Si cela rendait Sakura heureuse, il était prêt à être ridicule dans ce pull.

Fin

[etoilementeuse]

diabolik lovers : haunted dark bridal — ayato ; dark 03 [traduction française]

—— La scène débute dans une grande salle remplie de ce qui semble être des poupées.

Yui : (Wow... C-Cet endroit est plutôt effrayant...)

(Il y a plein de poupées... Elles sont poussiéreuses... Elles ont l’air très vieilles.)

(Qu’est-ce qu’Ayato-kun peut bien avoir à me dire, pour me donner rendez-vous dans un endroit comme celui-ci...?)

(En plus... J’ai l’impression qu’il n’y a vraiment personne.)

A-Ayato-kun ?

… … … …

(Il n’est pas là ? Pourtant, c’est lui qui m’a appellée ici.)

(Qu’est-ce que je devrais faire... Cet endroit me fait un peu peur, je n’ai pas envie d’y rester trop longtemps.)

➛ Je vais repartir Yui : (Peut-être que je devrais juste repartir ?) (Il m’a appellée ici, mais c’est lui qui est en retard, finalement.) —— Yui retourne à la porte et essaie de l’ouvrir. Yui : Hein ? La porte ne s’ouvre plus !? (Oh non... Qu’est-ce que je vais faire... Est-ce que c’est Ayato-kun qui a fait ça pour me faire peur ?)

➛ Je vais jeter un œil ici (♥) Yui : (Je vais quand même jeter un œil ici... Peut-être qu’il m’attend quelque part.) Ayato-kun ! Tu es là ? … … … … Hmm, pas de réponse... —— Un bruit retentit. Yui : (Hein ? J’ai entendu un bruit...) Ayato-kun, c’est toi ?

Yui : (J’entends des bruits de pas se rapprocher... Est-ce que c’est Ayato-kun ?)

Ayato-kun ?

—— Une ombre apparaît.

Yui : (Ce n’est pas lui... C-C’est beaucoup plus grand qu’Ayato-kun...!!)

Kyaaaa !!

(Une poupée s’est mise à bouger !!)

—— Les bruits de pas se rapprochent.

Yui : N-Non... N’approchez pas...

—— Yui tombe par terre.

Yui : Ah...!

(N-Non... Mes jambes ne tiennent plus...!)

Q-Quelqu’un, aidez-moi...! Père !!

Ayato : Pff...

Yui : … Hein ?

Ayato : Hahahaha ! “Père”, qu’elle dit !

T’es une de ces personnes avec un complexe d’Œdipe !?

Yui : A-Ayato-kun...!

Ayato : Ah, c’était trop drôle. Je ne pensais pas que tu appelerais tes parents à l’aide.

Yui : C-C’était... c’était toi qui faisais bouger cette poupée !?

Ayato : Qui d’autre ? T’es bête ou quoi ?

Yui : C-C’est méchant...! J’ai eu terriblement peur !

—— Yui essaie de se relever sans succès.

Yui : (… Je ne peux pas me lever... Mes jambes m’ont lâchée...)

Ayato : Toi... se pourrait-il... que tu n’arrives plus à tenir debout ?

Yui : Uhh...

Ayato : Hahaha ! T’es hilarante ! Ta réaction est encore meilleure que celle que j’avais anticipée !

Ah—, bon sang, j’ai tapé dans le mille... Hahaha.

Yui : H-Hey ! Ne ris pas autant !

Ayato : Hahaha, c’est une bonne chose que tu ne tiennes plus debout.

Yui : Hein...?

Ayato : Je pourrais juste te garder ici et faire de toi l’une de ces poupées.

Yui : Que... Qu’est-ce que tu veux dire ?

Ayato : C’est évident, non ? Elles sont faites de cire.

—— Ayato tend une bougie allumée.

Yui : Q-Qu’est-ce que tu as l’intention de faire !?

Ayato : Ceci, évidemment.

—— Bruit d’une goutte qui tombe.

Yui : Non...! A-Attends...

(De la cire s’est écoulée sur le sol...)

Ah, c’est dangereux ! Si elle m’avait touchée...

Ayato : Tch, je t’ai ratée.

Yui : …!

(Est-ce qu’il... comptait sérieusement verser la cire chaude sur moi !?)

Ayato : Allez, quoi, fais pas ta poule mouillée. Ça fait mal au début, mais ça devient vite addictif.

Yui : A-Arrête...!

Ayato : Hahaha !

Yui : P-Pourquoi est-ce tu fais ça !?

Ayato : Pourquoi, tu dis ? Ah—, c’est vrai...

Ah, ça... C’est, “my move”, comme on dit.

Yui : “My move” ?

Ce ne serait pas plutôt... “My boom¹”, que tu essaies de dire ?

Ayato : Ah, c’est ça ? Bah, peu importe les détails insignifiants.

Yui : T-Ton “truc”, c’est de faire des poupées de cire !?

Ayato : Hah, mais non.

Yui : Alors...

—— Ayato renverse une goutte de cire sur Yui.

Yui : Kya...!

Ayato : Cette voix de fille.

Yui : S’il te plaît, Ayato-kun, arrête...!

Ayato : Hehe, cette expression terrifiée, je ne peux pas m’en passer...

Fais-moi entendre plus. Encore, crie de peur !

Yui : Ngh...!

Ayato : Je donnerais n’importe quoi pour obtenir de toi la réaction que je veux.

Yui : (Mon dos a percuté le mur... Je ne peux pas m’échapper, je suis coincée...)

Ayato : Hehe, tu ne peux pas m’échapper. … Cette fois, je ne te raterai pas.

Yui : … …

Ayato : Je te couvrirai de cire, avant de goûter à ton sang chaud.

Yui : Que...!

(Ayato-kun... Ses yeux sont sérieux...)

Ayato : Hehe, je compte bien m’amuser avec toi toute la nuit. Prépare-toi.

Yui : (À l’aide... Père...!)

¹ Un anglicisme utilisé par les japonais pour désigner quelque chose que l'on pratique, ou un domaine qui nous plaît. En gros, l'équivalent d'un hobby.

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[bourbon-ontherocks]

wip prompt title meme

I was tagged by @pia-writes-things (thank you! ❤️)

Prompt: Make a new post with the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! And then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

I'll start with the disclaimer that most of these are definitively inactive and won't ever see the light of AO3, but here you go! By fandom:

L'art du crime

Adc 2

Sa muse 2

(I know, I know, the originality of my titling policy is riveting)

HPI

Rue déserte

Secret dating (une porte entrouverte sur un peut-être)

Disastrous pre canon first date

Bourbon virus fic

Good Girls

European butter

Kun pao chicken

Acbtm c13

champagne room

Beth x Phoebe

Awkward roommates

Western au

I won't tag as many people as there are wips here because that's A LOT, but I'll tag @asteraceae-blue @sothischickshe @sdktrs12 @riosnecktattoo @michelleelizabethtanner @hemerae-ramblings @luluonthemoon

[mawibblap]

if he lives in the painting and if he's sometimes drawn as a fluid-y guy who is made out of paint (and sometimes ink) by fans, then what would happen if he jumped into a wall?

and if he does get splat, could he move around like a splatoon player?

[shiningwonderland]

Syo Kurusu (Repeat)

Translator: Terry (Twitter: turtlemudge)

Proofreader: Raz (Twitter: agnadance)

October — Five-Second-Early Vicenda

It's now October. In class, everyone's talking about what we should do for the school festival.

Syo Kurusu: Hmm. We have the chance to use the stage… it'd be a shame to waste it. 

Haruka Nanami: Yeah. 

Syo Kurusu: Considering the graduation audition, maybe a song would be best… but wouldn't it be boring to do the same thing twice…? 

Syo Kurusu: Is there anything just the two of us can do…? 

Haruka Nanami: Just the two of us… hmm…

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漫才 Stand-up comedy duo (+5 Love, +0 Music)

Syo Kurusu: A comedy duo? You're already too naïve—if you tried to be stupid on purpose it'd be a disaster.

Haruka Nanami: I'm...naïve? 

Syo Kurusu: Yes. You totally are. 

Syo-kun swats lightly at my forehead. 

Haruka Nanami: Then, what if I played the straight man…? "Don't be ridiculous" or something…? 

Syo Kurusu: Nope, you have no sense of comedic timing. Rejected!

社交ダンス Ballroom dance (+15 Love, +5 Music)

Syo Kurusu: Dance, huh…? Well, it'd be good rhythm practice, at least… But then again…

Syo-kun starts measuring our relative heights with his hands. 

Syo Kurusu: Unfortunately… our heights are almost the same. 

Haruka Nanami: I trip over my own feet so I don't think I can dance well... I would get in your way.

Syo Kurusu: I'd be fine with ballroom dancing at a party or something, but that's not the same as performing for an audience… Let's think of something else. 

Haruka Nanami: Sorry…

アンサンブル Chamber music (+15 Love, +5 Music) 

Syo Kurusu: Chamber music? What do you mean? 

Haruka Nanami: Like a duet for piano and violin, or something… 

Syo Kurusu: Well, if that's what you want to do, I don't have a problem with it…

Syo Kurusu: … But it also sounds like the sort of thing that Natsuki would insist on butting into. 

Haruka Nanami: Well, then, Shinomiya-san could join us… 

Syo Kurusu: If he does that, what will his partner do? They'll be out of a job for the festival. 

Haruka Nanami: Oh… that's right.

Syo Kurusu: Well, it's not a bad idea. It can stay as an option, but let's keep brainstorming. 

Haruka Nanami: Okay.

Haruka Nanami: Oh, actually, wait! Your sense of rhythm is really good, so dance seems like a good fit for you… If we could pull that off, you'd look so cool. 

Syo Kurusu: I can definitely do that!

Haruka Nanami: Really? 

Syo Kurusu: Hey. Who the heck do you think you're talking to? I'm Syo Kurusu, the world's greatest idol. There's nothing I can't do!! 

Haruka Nanami: Then, shall we do a dance? Ah, but I can't dance since I never learned how…

Syo Kurusu: I've never actually learned how, either. But whatever, we'll figure it out somehow. 

Haruka Nanami: Hmmm. My reflexes are… terrifyingly poor… I'm not sure I can actually do it. 

Syo Kurusu: Oh. I see… I was sure that the two of us could find a way to manage it, but…

Haruka Nanami: Oh, wait, I could make a song! I'll make a really cool song that's perfect for you, Syo-kun!!

Syo Kurusu: Yeah!! A collaboration by the two of us!! All right, now I'm stoked!! 

Haruka Nanami: Yeah!! Ahh, I'm getting excited already. What sort of song should I make?

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アニメソング Anime song. (+0 Love, +5 Music) 

Syo Kurusu: Why an anime song? I mean, I don't hate the idea, but…

Haruka Nanami: Ah, I just thought… it would be a good fit for you, somehow. 

Syo Kurusu: I mean… there's a lot of anime songs out there already, aren't there? 

Haruka Nanami: Oh… that's true… 

J-POP. J-pop. (+0 Love, +15 Music)

Syo Kurusu: Since it's dance music, I don't think it has to be particularly Japanese. Besides, it doesn't need lyrics, right? 

Haruka Nanami: Oh… right. But I'd like to do something stylish and cool, with a melodious feel. 

Haruka Nanami: If possible, maybe something I can add lyrics to and make into a song later… 

Syo Kurusu: Well, okay then… Oh, but make sure it's a good speed to dance to. If the tempo's too high it'll just wear me out. 

Haruka Nanami: Sure.

演歌 Enka.* (+0 Love, +0 Music)  *Enka is a music genre that resembles traditional Japanese music, usually in the style of sentimental ballad music. It is popular amongst older people.

Syo Kurusu: How the heck am I gonna dance to that?  

Haruka Nanami: I thought it would be original.

Syo Kurusu: That's TOO original. Let's go with something normal. 

Haruka Nanami: Okay. 

A few days after that, I finish the new song. 

Haruka Nanami: … What…  do you think? 

Syo Kurusu: … So is this what you hear when you think of me…?

Haruka Nanami: Huh…? 

Syo Kurusu: Oh, nothing… I was just thinking… so, this is me, huh. 

Haruka Nanami: Well… yeah. I tried to imagine a song that would fit you. Something bright and sparkling and bursting with energy… I'm happy that you picked up on that. 

Syo Kurusu: It was obvious as soon as I heard it that it's my song! … I was just thinking, I'm really happy with it. 

Syo-kun smiles happily. 

Haruka Nanami: You… like it? 

Syo Kurusu: A good song is one thing, but… There are tons of artists who never manage to find a song that really fits them, no matter how hard they try. 

Syo Kurusu: But you… you've made a song that's just for me. A song that'll really let me shine…

Syo Kurusu: As a singer, that's what makes me happiest of all, I think. I'm really lucky I met you. 

Syo Kurusu: I really feel that way… but anyway! Yeah! Let's get started on the dancing part!!

Haruka Nanami: O-okay! I'm ready when you are! 

Syo Kurusu: Uhh. One, two, three, four… whoops, that's wrong… 

Haruka Nanami: Should I lower the speed a bit? 

Syo Kurusu: No, it won't come together right if it's any slower. This is fine. 

We practice for hours. Syo-kun trains his muscle memory, perfectly internalizing the rhythm. 

Syo Kurusu: … haa, haa, haah… I think I'm starting to get it…

Haruka Nanami: "Starting to"? You're doing great. You've been amazing to watch. 

Syo Kurusu: No… I'm still not quite quick enough. … It'd be better… if it were more… precise…

Syo Kurusu: I want the audience… to appreciate your song through my dancing. I want the people watching to feel that joy in their hearts. 

Syo Kurusu: … I… really… love… this song… Let's practice… again…

*Wobble*.

Syo-kun's body lists to one side.  

Syo Kurusu: … Ugh…

Haruka Nanami: Syo-kun…! 

I immediately rush over, trying to support him, but… 

*Smack.* 

He bats my hand away. 

Syo Kurusu: Ah… sorry. But, I'm really okay… 

Haruka Nanami: Syo-kun…?  

What was that? Syo-kun seemed different from his usual self… My chest tightens. 

Even though he says he's fine…

Syo Kurusu: Welp, back to work! 

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無理しない方が... Don't overdo it. (+10 Music, +0 Music) 

Syo Kurusu: I'm not!! 

Syo Kurusu: Dammit…

Haruka Nanami: … Syo-kun? 

Syo Kurusu: It's nothing. I'm seriously fine. Stop worrying…

Despite Syo-kun's words, I'm worried…

Is there anything I can do to help?

お水飲む？Would you like some water? (+10 Love, +10 Music) 

Syo Kurusu: Nah, it's fine…

Haruka Nanami: It's just, you've been sweating a lot, and it can be bad to get too dehydrated. And just now it looked like you got a bit lightheaded…

Syo Kurusu: Oh, yeah, I guess. 

Haruka Nanami: I'll get you a water bottle. 

Syo Kurusu: Okay, thanks. You're a big help.

少し休憩しない？Shall we take a break? (20 Love, +0 Music) 

Syo Kurusu: I don't need it. 

Syo Kurusu: …

Haruka Nanami: But… you look a little pale… 

Syo Kurusu: This is nothing. 

Haruka Nanami: It's not nothing! 

I reach out and grab the hem of Syo-kun's uniform, gripping it tightly. 

Haruka Nanami: I'm... worried, so… please…

If you train too hard today, you'll have terrible muscle pains when you practice tomorrow. So…

When I say this, Syo-kun reluctantly finds a chair and sits down. 

Apparently he can be quite stubborn…

Oh, I know…

I crouch down and start massaging Syo-kun's calves. 

Syo Kurusu: … Hey! What are you doing? 

Haruka Nanami: What…? I'm giving you a calf massage. 

Syo Kurusu: … Haah…

For some reason, Syo-kun sighs deeply. 

Syo Kurusu: I can't believe you. Don't just do things like that out of nowhere. 

Haruka Nanami: … What do you mean? 

Syo Kurusu: Never mind! Just, don't go around touching other guys like this, all right? 

Syo Kurusu: Especially not Ren! If you tried something like this on him, there's no telling what he'd do to you…

Haruka Nanami: What he'd… do? 

Syo Kurusu: Don't make me say it. Figure it out yourself! If you don't get it, just shut up and do as I say! 

Haruka Nanami: Y-yes sir!! 

Syo Kurusu: Good!! 

...W-what was that about?

And so, we continue practicing hard, day after day. 

We finish the song, refine the dance steps, and keep developing the choreography. 

At this point, all that remains is memorization—learning the movements not with the mind, but with the body. 

Even on the day of the school festival, we reserve an empty classroom and practice right up till the last minute. 

Syo Kurusu: … Hah, hah, hah. I've just about… got it, I think…

Haruka Nanami: Yes!! I can't wait to see you perform it for real!! 

Syo Kurusu: What time is our performance again? 

Haruka Nanami: It's at 2 PM. 

Syo Kurusu: All right, then I still have an hour to practice. 

Haruka Nanami:  … It might be better to rest for a bit…? You haven't even eaten yet…

Syo Kurusu: Nah, I'm good. I want to keep perfecting this. I want to practice right up till the last second. 

Haruka Nanami: Why do you need to go that far? 

Syo Kurusu: Well, when I'm up on stage, everyone in the audience is waiting to see me, you know? 

Syo Kurusu: Even if the tickets are free, everyone is spending their precious time to watch me dance.

Syo Kurusu: I don't want to waste the audience's precious time. I want them to enjoy themselves, to be glad they decided to come to my performance. 

Syo Kurusu: So, I don't want to show them anything less than my best. I want to keep working right up until the last second so I can show them just how well I can do. 

His expression is one of a serious professional. Even though he hasn't made his debut yet, Syo-kun already seems like a full-fledged idol. 

He's a true performer, one who refuses to compromise on any part of his performance. 

He refuses to settle for "good enough." 

Haruka Nanami: I'll… play the song again, then. 

Even with ragged breathing, even with sweat dripping from his brow, Syo-kun keeps dancing. 

By now, I'm sure it's agonizing, and yet Syo-kun is  still grinning widely as he dances. 

He'll only get to perform this once in front of an audience. He's challenging himself to get as close to a perfect performance as he physically can. 

I can understand how he feels. 

I think over my compositions and lyrics over and over, hundreds of times, and if that leads to even one improvement, then it's worth it. 

During the editing process, it's fine to include only the good parts of each take. 

But with a live performance, you only get one shot. Even if you practice a hundred times before a single live performance, if you can't display the pinnacle of all your efforts during that one performance, all that hard work becomes meaningless. 

That's why he keeps improving. If he practices a hundred times, he'll create something better than what would result from 70 or 90 repetitions. 

The only way to raise the quality of his performance is to single-mindedly train his muscle memory until he's memorized it perfectly. 

And so, Syo-kun keeps practicing, over and over. Rather than relying on luck to grant him a good performance, he won't settle for anything less than a guarantee. 

Over and over and over. Right up until the last moment before the performance…

That is the duty of a professional… Syo-kun knows better than anyone else just what he's aiming for. 

Syo Kurusu: Ugh…

Suddenly, Syo-kun collapses, clutching at his chest. 

Haruka Nanami: S-Syo-kun! 

I panic and rush over, trying to lift him up, to no avail. Syo-kun's face is twisted up in pain as he pushes his clenched hand hard against his rib cage.

Syo Kurusu: Don't… yell… It's nothing… serious. If I rest for a moment… it'll go back to normal… 

It's not just that he's tired, or that he tripped, or anything like that. 

Haruka Nanami: But… This seems like something serious. I, I need to call an ambulance, or…

As I start to rush out of the room… 

Syo Kurusu: No, it's fine…

Still pressing a fist to his chest, Syo-kun reaches out with his other hand to grab my arm. 

And then he shakes his head in protest.

He seems to be in a lot of pain… Why is he stopping me? 

Haruka Nanami: Syo-kun…

Trying to ease even a little bit of the pain Syo-kun is in, I wrap my arms around him, hugging him gently. 

I really want him to see a doctor as soon as possible, but even though I'm still considering rushing off to call an ambulance, I don't think Syo-kun would release my arm to let me go. 

Somehow, I can't bring myself to leave his side. 

Syo Kurusu: *pant, pant, pant* 

His ragged breaths continue for a long time, but after resting for twenty minutes or so, he seems to start breathing a bit easier. 

Syo Kurusu: Sorry… to worry you. I'm okay now. 

Haruka Nanami: Really…? You're really, truly fine? You don't need to go to the hospital? 

Syo Kurusu: Yeah. Also… you cannot tell anyone about this. 

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でも…… But… (+0 Love, +0 Music)

Syo Kurusu: I'm serious. Tell absolutely no one about this… If people heard that I'd collapsed, then… it'd be bad, okay? Don't… tell anyone. 

Since he's going this far to press the issue… there may be more to this than I know. 

Haruka Nanami: … O-okay. 

I nod as I agree, but… honestly, I'm still really worried. Syo-kun, what's wrong??

どうして？ Why not? (+20 Love, +0 Music) 

Syo Kurusu: It doesn't... matter why. 

Haruka Nanami: Yes it does. You looked like you were in a lot of pain, Syo-kun… We should at least tell one of the teachers…

Syo Kurusu: We don't need to. Please, just listen to me. Don't tell anyone…

Syo-kun pleads with me, gripping the hem of my uniform tightly. He looks really upset. 

Haruka Nanami: … All right, then. I won't tell anyone. 

Syo Kurusu: Thanks. Seriously, thank you… Just, wish me luck for the real thing, yeah? 

Syo-kun breathes a sigh of relief, and his grip loosens.

誰にもって…… No one at all…? (+10 Love, +0 Music)

Haruka Nanami:  Not even Kaoru-kun? 

Syo Kurusu: No, don't… Especially not him…

Haruka Nanami: Why? He's family…

Syo Kurusu: That's exactly why you can't. You'd be scaring him for no good reason. So please, keep quiet about this, okay? 

Haruka Nanami: … I understand.

And now, we're backstage. 

Syo-kun seems to have returned to normal in the time we had before the performance. And yet… I can't help but feel uneasy. 

Syo Kurusu: We're next… I'll stay calm on stage, no matter what… Stay humble, don't get cocky…

He whispers words of affirmation to himself.

From beside him, I can see an expression of utter confidence on his face, brought about by his focus and determination.  

Haruka Nanami: Syo-kun…

I'm still extremely worried, but there's no way I can stop him. 

I know that trying would be a waste of effort. Syo-kun isn't the type to let anyone stand in his way. 

Syo Kurusu: What I said just now is what I say to myself when the moment of truth finally comes. It helps me get my head in the game… Okay, here I go! 

Syo-kun thrusts out his tightly clenched fist, then opens his hand in a single, explosive motion. That's the signal to begin. 

Haruka Nanami: Yeah… You've got this.

Otoya Ittoki: Next up, S Class's littlest idol, Syo Kurusu!!  

The MC, Otoya Ittoki-kun, introduces Syo-kun. 

Syo Kurusu: Syo Kurusu, S Class! I'm gonna dance my heart out!! 

Matching the beat of the song, Syo-kun dances exuberantly. 

High leaps. Gorgeous footwork. Powerful, energetic movements without a single atom of tiredness anywhere in his body. 

I wonder if anyone would ever believe that just thirty minutes earlier, he was clutching his chest in agony… 

Syo-kun's dancing is too perfect for anyone to suspect a thing. 

Most of all, his brilliant smile never falters. He dances as though overflowing with joy. 

Otoya Ittoki: Ladies and gentlemen, Syo Kurusu!! 

Syo Kurusu: Thank you very much!!! 

Tokiya Ichinose: … Syo, you've really improved. 

Ren Jinguji: Excellent work, Shorty!! That one step sequence was superb. Even pros might not hold their own against a performance like that. 

Ichinose-san and Jinguji-san, who were watching with the rest of the audience, praise Syo-kun highly. 

And yet…

Kaoru Kurusu: …

Kaoru-kun alone watched the performance with a complicated expression, never once taking his eyes off his brother. 

Syo Kurusu: See? I told you it'd be fine. 

Haruka Nanami: … Yeah. You're okay now, too? Does anything hurt? 

Syo Kurusu: I'm a little tired, but… it's the good kind of tired, you know? Right now, it seems like the best feeling in the world!! 

Haruka Nanami: Syo-kun, that was amazingly cool! You were dazzling. 

Syo Kurusu: Well, if you want to get picky about it, I made plenty of mistakes. But I was able to really give it my all, so I don't have any regrets. It was awesome!! 

Haruka Nanami: Yes! It was so obvious you were having a great time. I got excited just watching you. But… I'm still a little worried about your health. 

Syo Kurusu: Okay, okay. I was hoping to check out the rest of the festival, but if you're gonna insist, I'll go back to the dorms and rest. Satisfied? 

Haruka Nanami: Yeah. Please give yourself plenty of time to recover. 

Syo Kurusu: You got it!! I'll be all better by tomorrow!!

Right after our conversation, Syo-kun leaves for the dorms. 

Syo-kun… Are you really okay…? 

In the end, I get worried enough that I furtively follow after Syo-kun. When I do…

I spot Kaoru-kun lying in wait for him on the path to the dorms. 

Syo Kurusu: Kaoru…

Kaoru Kurusu: Syo-chan… you've been having symptoms, haven't you. 

Syo Kurusu: Of course not. 

Syo-kun looks away, blowing Kaoru-kun off completely. 

What does Kaoru-kun mean, symptoms…? What kinds of symptoms? 

Could these symptoms have caused the pain Syo-kun went through before the performance?  

Kaoru Kurusu: Don't lie!! I could tell just by seeing you up there. You might be able to hide it from everyone else, but you can't fool me. 

Syo-kun goes quiet, listening to what Kaoru-kun has to say. 

Kaoru Kurusu: Syo-chan, please… let's just go home. Being an idol is more than you can handle. You can't do this. 

Kaoru Kurusu: You've always been so careful. Why are you being so stubborn about this?  

Syo-kun clenches his fists tightly. 

Syo Kurusu: I just… don't want to look bad in front of her…

Kaoru Kurusu: … In front of who? Who is "her"? Whoever she is, she can't be more important than your health, right? 

Syo-kun…

What should I do? It's a bit too late to come out of hiding, but I shouldn't be eavesdropping like this. 

*Snap.*

While I'm wondering whether or not to leave, I take a careless step and break a twig under my foot. 

Syo Kurusu: Who's there!? 

Oops…

Haruka Nanami: I'm sorry… It's just me. 

I raise a hand weakly, stepping forward. 

Syo Kurusu: Haruka… Did you hear…? 

I nod. 

Syo Kurusu: I see…

Kaoru Kurusu: Syo-chan? What's wrong? Don't tell me you haven't told her anything about this…

Syo Kurusu: Sigh… Honestly, I just couldn't bring myself to do it. 

Syo Kurusu: But if you've already heard this much, there's no avoiding it. Haruka…

Syo-kun fixes at me with a serious gaze. 

Haruka Nanami: Yes? 

Syo Kurusu: I'm sorry I didn't tell you this before. It's important information that you deserved from the start, as my partner. 

Haruka Nanami: …

Syo Kurusu: I have a serious heart condition. 

Haruka Nanami: Then, what happened earlier was…

Syo Kurusu: That was one of the milder symptoms. It wasn't serious. But... when I overdo it a bit too much, that's what happens. 

Syo Kurusu: There were a few times growing up when I was pretty sure I was gonna die from it, but…

Kaoru Kurusu: Syo-chan…

Syo Kurusu: But then I started karate, and got stronger. At this point, it doesn't really affect my everyday life. 

Syo Kurusu: Now, I can try as hard as anyone else… and honestly, I want to give it my all… I really hate it when people fuss over me, too. 

Syo Kurusu: So, will you please keep quiet about this? 

Haruka Nanami: …

I can see the strength of Syo-kun's will shining in his eyes, and simply nod silently. 

Syo Kurusu: Thanks. Oh, and don't you worry about it, either. I'm perfectly fine, and I want this to change anything. 

Kaoru Kurusu: You're not fine at all!! Are you planning to just keep pushing yourself too far?!?

Kaoru-kun suddenly explodes in Syo-kun's direction. 

Syo Kurusu: I'm telling you, this time was just a coincidence. Otherwise I've had plenty of energy, and haven't had any problem staying on top of things. 

Kaoru Kurusu: … Syo-chan, you promised before you moved into the dorms that if you experienced any more symptoms, you'd move back home right away. You promised you wouldn't make us worry. 

Syo Kurusu: I… 

Kaoru Kurusu: Liar… You swore to me you'd come home, and yet even though I'm begging you, you're still…

Syo-chan. Please, please come home. 

Syo Kurusu: I'm not going to.  

Kaoru Kurusu: Why…? There's no way you can keep this up without hurting yourself. It's too dangerous. What are you thinking?

Syo Kurusu: We've been over this. I came to this school so I could follow my dreams. 

Kaoru Kurusu: But forcing yourself to the point of collapse won't grant that wish either! 

Syo Kurusu: I'm telling you, I'm fine! I won't be collapsing anytime soon. 

Kaoru Kurusu: I don't believe you… There's no proof that you won't. … So I'll just stay here. 

Syo Kurusu: What!? 

Kaoru Kurusu: Until you come home with me, I'll stay here at your school.

Syo Kurusu: Seriously…? 

Kaoru Kurusu: I won't go home!! If you won't look after yourself, Syo-chan, then I'll have to look after you!!  

Kaoru Kurusu: If you won't do it, then who else can!? You can't make me leave!!!!

Syo-kun and I exchange perplexed looks. 

Syo Kurusu: … and then, well, he just straight-up refused to leave, so I brought him back to my dorm room…. 

After that, Syo-kun, at a loss for what to do, takes Kaoru-kun with him to his room for the time being. 

Of course, he avoids mentioning his heart condition to Natsuki-kun.

He explains that Kaoru-kun is just having a childish tantrum because he doesn't want to leave his side. 

Natsuki Shinomiya: How cute!!! 

Shinomiya-san, overjoyed, is quick to embrace Kaoru-kun the second he spots him. 

Natsuki Shinomiya: You're welcome to stay as long as you like!! 

As long as he likes…? I don't think that's allowed…

I hope Kaoru-kun realizes that…

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大丈夫……だよね I'm sure it'll be… fine… (+10 Love, +0 Music)

Feeling worried, I glance briefly over at Syo-kun. 

When I do…

Syo Kurusu: It'll be fine. Don't look so worried!! 

Saying this, Syo-kun pats me kindly on the head.

これから、どうなっちゃうのかな I'm not sure this will end well. (+5 Love, +0 Music)

When I hang my head in worry, he rests his hand on my shoulder. 

Syo Kurusu: Don't look at me like that. You don't have to worry. I'll handle this. 

Grinning, Syo-kun gives me a thumbs-up.

翔くん…… Syo-kun… (+25 Love, +0 Music) 

I suddenly realize that I'm gripping Syo-kun's sleeve tightly. 

Syo Kurusu: … Hm? What's wrong? 

Haruka Nanami: Ah… no, it's… nothing. 

I let go quickly, but with a resigned smile, Syo-kun takes my hand and squeezes. 

Syo-kun's hand… it's so warm. The heat I feel from his palm seems to be melting away my worries.

Even though he's in the toughest spot in all this, he's still looking out for me…

I can't accept that. I need to get my act together so I can be the one reassuring him…

MINI GAME

Ryuya Hyuga: Now then, today we're returning to the fundamentals with a rhythm test. "Fundamental" doesn't mean "basic," though, and it'll be harder this time. 

Ryuya Hyuga: Relax and go for it!! You wanna be a composer, so impress me!! 

Ryuya Hyuga: That said, I'll still be giving you an example first. Try to follow my lead. 

Ryuya Hyuga: Let's go!! Don't fall behind!! 

S RANK 

Syo Kurusu: You know, there are times when I've started to get discouraged. But because you're here with me, always smiling, I've had the will to keep fighting. Thanks. 

Haruka Nanami: No, I… I've just wanted to see you do your best…

Haruka Nanami: … If it'll help you, Syo-kun, then I'll never stop smiling. 

Haruka Nanami: If you ever start feeling discouraged, don't keep it to yourself, okay? Let me know. 

Haruka Nanami: I may not be the most reliable person in the world, but I should be able to support you at least a little bit. 

I want to become someone Syo-kun can rely on. The first step is to keep improving my skills as a composer…

Chapter End

[louisupdates]

Louis Tomlinson interviews with MTV LA in Buenos Aires [6.4.2024] and reveals whether he’s Team Edward 🧛 or Team Jacob 🐺

On his friendship with Kun Aguero [x]

[mes-envies-de-culture]

Trailer de la Saison 2 de Toilet-Bound Hanako-kun 

Il est temps d'ouvrir son agenda 2025 en incluant la date du 12 janvier pour découvrir la saison 2 de Toilet-Bound Hanako-kun sur Crunchyroll.

[jisbunv]

YOUTH RADIO CHAPITRE 1

(couloir)

Makoto : waaah...... j'ai beau vérifier dans toutes les directions, il n'y a vraiment personne.

hmm, peut-être que je suis arrivé trop tôt ? quoique s'il y avait du monde je ne réussirais peut-être pas à me concentrer sur mon travail.

il n'y a pas un bruit, je vais pouvoir réussir à me concentrer, aller travaillons un peu avant que tout le monde arrive.

(classe 2-A)

BONOJOUURR!!!!!!♪

effectivement il n'y a personne, je suis bien le premier.

...............

(j'ai sorti mes feuilles et mon stylo en me disant "au travail !!" c'est super mais...... je suis perdu. je ne sais pas quoi écrire..)

(jusqu'à présent... ou plutôt, jusqu'à ce que anzu chan arrive à yumenosaki il n'y avait pas beaucoup de postes en tant que membre du comité de diffusion....)

(bien sûr, c'est déjà arrivé que j'ai eu a choisir des pistes audio pour l'émission de midi, j'ai aussi déjà eu à rédiger des articles sur l'actualité de l'établissement.)

(pas mal de choses étaient réglementées par le conseil des élèves, donc je ne pouvais pas diffuser ce que je voulais. pour moi ce modèle de hiérarchie a toujours été présent ici.)

(il y avait des moments où je n'aimais vraiment pas ça, alors j'allais dans le quartier commerçant près de l'école et je recherchais de la bonne musique bon marché.)

(mais durant DDD, fine, dirigé par Tenshouin senpai, le président du conseil des élèves, s'est effondré et la monarchie absolue s'est effondrée.)

(les dream festivals ont également beaucoup changé avec le retour des shuffle unit et l'ajout du système "S3".)

(maintenant que l'on peut créer librement nos émissions sans se soucier du conseil des élèves, Nito senpai est tout excité.)

(l'autre jour, je travaillais sur un article pour l'émission du club, j'ai travaillé tellement dur jusqu'à en négliger mon sommeil.)

(je ne fais vraiment pas le poids face à nito senpai..... je suis tellement dépendant de lui que je peux même pas rédiger un script par moi-même.)

ah! ce n'est pas le moment de déprimer! demain je serais de service, alors je dois être en pleine forme!!

(je dois prouver a nito senpai que shinobu kun et moi pouvons assurer seuls, afin qu'il ait l'esprit tranquille.)

bon !! je suis remotivé! quel thème choisir...... quelque chose de pas trop sérieux, comme ça ce sera plus amusant à écouter que si c'était un sujet compliqué.

quelque chose d'amusant... quelque chose d'amusant... qu'est-ce qui me rendrait content ? autant que de manger mon plat préféré par exemple ?

ah! pourquoi pas un classement de mes plats préférées !

héhé je suis tellement intelligent ! c'est important de mettre beaucoup de réflexion dans nos émissions, même cette saison !

♪~♪~

WAH !! anzu chan!? depuis combien de temps tu es là ?

oh, est-ce que tu as entendu tout ce que je disais depuis tout a l'heure ?

euh.. certes j'y ai mis du cœur mais tout ça c'était juste une blague...

ah, tu n'es pas obligée de me dire ton avis ! après avoir vu ta réaction, je sais déjà ce que tu en penses...

au, au fait, c'est vraiment bien que tu viennes aussi tôt a l'école.

moi ? je suis de service pour l'émission d'après-demain après midi. donc je suis venu tôt pour rédiger le brouillon du programme~♪

je n'arrive pas bien à me concentrer chez moi, c'est pourquoi j'écris généralement mes brouillons à l'école ou à la bibliothèque, mais cette dernière n'est pas encore ouverte alors je me suis installé là.

um ? anzu chan où vas-tu avec ce sac ? oh, est-ce que tu as oublié quelque chose chez toi ?

"si je reste ici je vais gêner"...... non tu ne me déranges pas du tout, d'ailleurs ça serait même mieux si tu restais là, anzu chan !

anzu chan, est-ce que toi aussi tu es inquiète à propos de la production et des chansons du prochain live ? si tu es en train de chercher des musiques, alors aide-moi aussi !

eh bien, j'ai décidé le contenu pour l'émission mais je n'ai pas encore décidé quel genre de musique je vais mettre.

oui, je suis membre du comité de diffusion~♪ je dois réfléchir aux idées pour les programmes. et c'est également mon travail de décider quelles chansons nous diffuserons♪

les réglementations se sont assouplies, donc si on veut utiliser des chansons de groupes de l'école on n'est plus obligés d'utiliser que celles faites par les membres du conseil des élèves !

on peut toujours utiliser celles faites par les groupes du conseil, mais on a aussi la possibilité d'en utiliser d'autres !

après tout il est important que les idols de notre école découvrent de nouvelles chansons pour développer leur sensibilité musicale.

après tout lorsque l'on est chef cuisto et qu'on mange des plats délicieux, on a envie de les refaire pour les servir à nos clients pas vrai ?

mais également,

si nous nous limitons à ce qu'il y a dans l'école, notre champ de vision sera forcément réduit. il faut qu'on puisse développer notre capacité de voir les choses dans une plus large perspective pour que nos capacités en tant qu'idols s'élargissent aussi.

enfin c'est pas à moi de dire des choses aussi ambitieuses.. quoi qu'il en soit, maintenant je suis libre de faire un peu tout ce que je veux.

je me demande de quelle manière je pourrais le mieux en profiter..

euh, hum, tu, tu vois, tout à l'heure quand je disais que je cherchais de la bonne musique pas chère ?...

ah tant mieux tu t'en souviens ! eh bien, je pensais aller jeter un coup d'œil dans les boutiques aujourd'hui.

si, si par hasard tu as du temps libre anzu chan, je me demandais si tu aurais envie de venir avec moi pour trouver de la musique..

comme toi aussi tu cherches des chansons je pense qu'on pourrait faire d'une pierre deux coups ?

wah.... faire les recherches demain après l'école ce serait ce qui te conviendrait le mieux ? wah, tu acceptes vraiment qu'on y aille ensemble ??

merci anzu chan !♪ je choisis toujours les musiques de mon émission en fonction de mes goûts personnels donc ça arrive que ça ne soit pas très varié...

mais si anzu chan est là alors je pourrais avoir un avis extérieur pour trouver les meilleures chansons~♪

Mao : oh, j'entendais du bruit depuis le couloir, c'était toi makoto

makoto : oh ? isara kun ? tu es censé être dans la classe d'à côté, qu'est-ce que tu fais là ?

mao : hm. je revenais de mon travail au conseil des élèves, et en passant par là j'ai entendu des voix depuis cette classe.

j'étais tellement impressionné que quelqu'un soit là si tôt, alors j'ai voulu voir qui c'était et c'était vous. vous sembliez bien vous amuser alors je suis rentré♪

makoto : ah d'accord. isara kun, tu avais l'air vraiment occupé avec le travail du conseil des élèves hier, ne te force pas trop d'accord ?

mao : haha, merci !

moi je travaille dur, mais le vice président a encore plus de travail!

il y a des gens qui occupent des postes plus importants que le mien, alors je ne peux pas me permettre de partir en premier.

makoto : ah ouais, quand nito senpai reste tard au club je lui demande toujours si je peux faire quoique ce soit pour l'aider.

alors je comprends vraiment ce que tu ressens isara kun.

mao : tous les deux on a quelqu'un de très sérieux au-dessus de nous. il faut qu'on se montre à la hauteur en leur rendant la pareille.

makoto : ahaha, c'est vrai

mao : cette conversation est passionnante, mais je suis curieux de savoir de quoi vous parliez tout les deux avant que j'arrive.. est-ce que vous pourriez m'inclure dans votre discussion ?

~~~~~~~~~~~~

END☆