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izzy-b-hands · 2 years ago

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"Alright," Stede sits by Ed on the bed and grins. "Sworn to secrecy meeting is a go!"

Ed smiles and kicks a boot playfully against the floor. "Did you guess what it's about?"

"Not at all," Stede replies and fights off the urge to tell him how he shook Lucius to try and help him figure it out (he didn't.) "So either there's something cool and important to talk about or you maybe wanted..."

He pats the bed. "I'm good with either or both, of course. Both would be lovely, but-"

Ed pushes him over onto the pillows and lays on top of him, giggling and kissing him silly. "Mhm, I think we could test the bed again."

"Make sure it won't fall out of the ship no matter how hard we-"

"I mean, we're the captains; we need to keep things safe," Ed continues, grabbing at his chest and and grinding his hips down. "And this bed, mate? Needs constant testing, because it could go at any moment."

Stede can't help but think that at the present, the bed isn't the only thing on a hair trigger. "You'd better tell me the secret for the meeting then, before we get into quality testing."

Ed sits up to straddle him, hands pressed down lightly on his tits as if to ground himself. "Right! I thought maybe this year, since we do something for everyone else's birthdays usually, we could do something for Izzy's."

Had Ed asked for this when they'd first come aboard, Stede wouldn't have considered it. But things have changed, and he and Izzy both have opened up at least a little to everyone else and even more to each other.

"What day is it this week?" Stede asks, hands moving to Ed's hips. "We can think up ideas for it now, late meeting with the crew tonight to plan it all out, and-"

"Oh fuck."

"What?"

Ed blushes bright red, only for the color to drain from his face immediately after. "Man, I know he and I have both been...yeah. But I know he knows when mine is."

"Oh Ed," Stede sighs gently. "Is it even coming up any time soon?"

"If I can't remember it, how would I be able to answer that?"

"Huh," Stede pauses. "Good point. Well, maybe even if we just get it within the month, if you rec-"

"Stede."

"Ah. Well. I might have an idea or two, after we finish up here..."

"So we're planning gifts, a small surprise party, and whatever other random fun things we can think up for this," Lucius says. "But we don't actually know when any of this needs to be ready."

"Exactly!" Stede smiles. "You're all ready to help us then?"

"Oh, no, I didn't-" Lucius splutters. "Fuck. How old is he going to be?"

Ed stares wide-eyed, straight ahead. "Oh my fucking-"

"It's okay," Stede wraps an arm around his waist. "I could never remember how old the kids were, or Mary! I know they have their birthdays in the fall though."

"Autumn," Lucius stage whispers. " Louis is in late September, and Mary and Alma are in October, remember?"

Stede nods.

"On the same day? You had me write up that memory of yours of Mary, in bed, screaming that if she had to share a birthday with the little gremlin ripping her in hal-"

"Yeah," Stede interjects with an awkward chuckle. He'd not been at his best that day, if he ever had been with Mary. "To be fair to her, I think I would say the same. It wasn't Alma's fault of course-"

"Oh my god no shit," Jim scoffs. "She was a baby!"

"We're off topic," Olu adds. "Let's pretend his birthday is... let's say in a few weeks. Time to prepare, buy things wherever we stop next, and if we're too early or too late he'll be equally pissed off either way."

"They share a birthday?" Ed gently slaps his arm. "Why didn't you tell me? That's awesome."

"I really think Mary would have preferred it to have even a day between," Stede says. "But Alma does love it. They always want to bake their cakes together, and-"

"Cake is a good start," Olu interrupts again. "What sort of cake does he like, or maybe more accurately, can he eat?"

"He's never been picky," Ed replies.

"Bullshit," Pete scoffs. "He totally told you at some point that he has a favourite flavour of cake. Nobody hides that information."

"It's true," Roach nods. "I've tortured a lot of people, when needed or requested, and they give up three things super easy: favourite cake flavour, parent they think loved them least, and favourite colour."

Stede can't help but stare. "That. Is a fun torture fact! Thank you; I didn't know that!"

"So we torture him and find out what cake he wants," Frenchie muses. "Sounds good. John, you and me could drag him in here I bet-"

"Why are we having this meeting here?" Roach asks. "People come in and out of the galley day and night. What if he wants a snack?"

"Because I told him to rejam the Jam Room," Stede replies.

"I said make up an excuse for all of us being away from him," Ed says. "That is one, I suppose. What does that mean though, to rejam the..."

"I don't know; I panicked and pretended to get mad that he was questioning an order when he asked me that," Stede winces.

Ed's eyes light up. "We have hours then! He's stubborn; he'll be determined to figure it out at least partially on his own first, and even then-"

"I'm gonna go make coffee," Roach sighs. "Extra strong. Feel like this is going to be awhile. Anyone else want a cup, mug, bowl, tureen..."

"Like, if you were forced to eat a cake though."

Izzy frowns. "Who would torture me that way, when flaying me or ripping out my nails would be far more efficient?"

"That's what I'm saying," Jim smiles awkwardly. "But about the cake-"

"If you're planning on poisoning me, just put it in the food when Roach makes lunch," he sighs. "Honestly, the urge to overcomplicate murder isn't like you. Not at all. Odd."

Jim shoves past him and runs away down the deck.

"... I'll prepare for my poisoning then."

"I didn't fucking choke!" Jim shouts. "You get out there and find it out then!"

"It's okay," Stede says gently. "You did your best."

"He's scared of me; I know he is! How did that work against me just now?" Jim continues.

"You did well," Olu wraps them up in a hug. "Captain, maybe they're right. You and Ed are at the forefront of this, just go ask him! We've got like a billion other things to try and have Ed remember or guess or ask him yet in addition to this, so if we do all of it this way?"

Olu shakes his head. "Then we may as well save it all for his birthday in two years for long it'll take."

He's right. So is Jim.

"Okay," Stede sighs. "You two shouldn't have had to be involved in that bit. I'll send Buttons to him instead."

"The sea," Buttons states as he walks up beside Izzy.

"...yeah?"

"If the sea were a cake-"

"For fuck's sake," Izzy growls.

"I know," Buttons shrugs. "I told them it wouldn't work. Besides, who even remembers when their birthday actually is? I don't, so I just choose my favourite day each year to be my birthday."

Izzy turns. "Huh. How do you know which day will be your favourite?"

"It's September fifth this year."

"That doesn't ans-" Izzy cuts himself off before he says anything else useless. "Wait. Birthday? Are they trying to plan something for my-"

"Ah, you know too much now," Buttons pats his shoulder. "I'll have to go before I have to kill you."

"Why? Buttons? Buttons?!"

"Okay," Stede sighs deeply. "Well. We've got more than we had before."

Lucius takes the journal back from him and peers over the page for Izzy's Birthday Planning. "What information did we gain, exactly?"

"That he knows we know about his birthday, and that he at least probably enjoys cake."

"Mhm," Lucius nods. "And you guys think we should move everything up to tonight because..."

"He knows!"

"Next time, maybe we can just ask when his birthday is and start there," Lucius continues. "Not that this was a bad idea, Ed. Not at all! Your first mate is a weird enigma, that's all."

"I'm not good with remembering shit like that," Ed rubs at the back of his neck. "We kept a calendar for the first few years, with everyone's birthdays on it, but after we lost the first fifteen crew members, it seemed silly to keep it going, but-"

"Clearly he appreciates it regardless, or he would have said something," Stede moves back over to Ed, leaned against the galley wall, and pulls him close. "If anything, he could help us by being more forthcoming."

"Yeah," Ed sighs. "Not usually how that goes though."

"No. No I suppose not."

"Frmhph?"

"Yeah, sorry, need your boyfriend for a moment," Izzy tries not to step on Pete as he jabs Lucius' arm. "Hey! I'll make it worth your while."

"Normally when I'm this tired I'd say no, but honestly," Lucius yawns. "I'm not sleeping well anyway, so, if you two want to disrobe first-"

"No, babe," Pete whispers. "I mean. I guess I shouldn't speak for Izzy, but-"

"I need someone to help me find and read through Bonnet's journal."

At that, Lucius nearly knocks him over with how quickly he moves.

"You could have just said you wanted to snoop," he adds as he leads Izzy into the galley and behind the counter. "Kept in here for now because-"

"Usually he keeps it with him, so no one, me, would think to look here and read up on the birthday plans."

Lucius nods and sets the journal on the countertop. "Look, Izzy..."

"All I need you to do is tell me what they want to know and to write it down for me," Izzy continues. "Then we can both fuck off back to bed."

"You're fully dressed; you absolutely took the night watch shift from whoever was supposed t-" Lucius pauses. "Oh. That was my turn. Whoops!"

"Consider us even with this," Izzy taps the journal cover. "Let's get it done."

"Okay," Lucius opens up to a very empty page. "Oh. Ah."

"What?"

"... favourite cake flavour?"

"Oh god."

"The detail," Ed muses as he reads over the pages. "Lucius, how did you get him to tell you all this? I think there's some of this he hasn't told me since...well, reading about it reminds me of being kids together, so..."

Stede watches a hint of panic cross Lucius' face.

"They fucked," Pete blurts out. "Um. In here. We all did; all three of us, but we cleaned up right away."

"Why wouldn't you?" Roach asks. "Pete. Peter."

Pete keeps his eyes locked towards them though. "And then he was so grateful, that he agreed to tell us everything we needed!"

"But he doesn't know it's for his birthday?" Ed asks. "How?"

Pete frowns. "We're just that good."

"At sex or interrogation?"

"Yeah."

Ed hands Stede the journal. "Oh, look here! It's on August-oh that little shit."

"What?" Lucius asks.

"August is my mum's birthday," Ed scoffs. "One of the few I can remember. And...wait. No."

"What?" Stede runs his eyes back over the page. "I'm not...Ed, give us something here."

"Lucius telling us about Alma and Mary should have been a hint," Ed chuckles. "I can't believe I forgot! He and my mum have the same birthday."

"So had we just talked about your mum-" Olu starts.

"He probably would have remembered right away," Jim sighs.

There's a gentle, awkward, silence that fills the room.

"Did we overcomplicate it all?" Stede asks, breaking the silence as loudly as he dares.

"We may have done," Ed nods. "Plus, I think Fang knows some of this stuff too, actually. We could have waited until him and Ivan were back from vacation, in a week, I guess."

Stede can feel everyone's eyes on them. Not mad exactly, not judging, he isn't entirely sure of the word for it, but it is Something.

"Ah."

"Mhm, yeah."

Izzy stares at the paper on the floor by his boots. Something is written on it, which is lovely, but he can't read well enough to figure out what the fuck it says.

Handwriting is Bonnet's though, so there's a small clue.

He dresses and readies himself for the day, pondering if it isn't somehow more birthday nonsense. Sweet nonsense, but nonsense all the same. As if they'd actually follow through on any of it anyway, and to do so nearly four months in advance would be odd.

A knife nearly takes off his left ear as he steps out in the barely there sunrise.

"Fuck," Jim scowls and rushes towards him. "I wasn't actually trying to do that."

"I know. If you'd wanted to kill me with that, you would have."

Jim nods. "Okay, so this was a whole-the captains did a... it's like a game?"

"Birthday?"

"Yeah."

"Do they know it's all of May...fuck."

"I think it's the fourteenth," Jim sighs. "Did you read the note Captain Stede left in there by chance?"

"I can't read that well."

Jim looks exhausted. "I'm just gonna tell you what to do for each step."

"Okay," Izzy sighs to himself and crouches in front of the goat. "Betsy. You apparently got yourself involved in this?"

She chews some hay, which may as well be a yes. That, and the gift box balanced on her back.

"You thought you had it bad enough trying to make sure Edward has enough milk for his tea," Izzy scoffs and snags the box. "Bet you never thought your life would end up here, hm?"

She gently headbutts his shoulder.

"Yeah, I didn't see this for myself either. But..."

He peeks out of the room. Clear.

"I'm not totally hating this," Izzy whispers. "I haven't gotten to fuck around like this since Ed and I were kids. Used to do just enough to not get punished too badly, but the rest of the time I think you would have been more useful than us to have aboard."

She headbutts his shoulder again, enough to hurt.

"Sorry, sorry. You're more useful than us now, so of course you would have been back then too."

He's putting off opening the box. He knows he is, so he shoves it in his trouser pocket before standing and leaving.

He's got at least six more stops before the galley, and it's nearly lunch already.

"Hi."

Buttons nods, and gestures to the scene he's centered in on the long dinner table. "A bit of theatre, if you will."

"Is this still about my birthday?"

Buttons, completely nude except for the frosting covering his cock, nods. "We all got to add our personal flavour to this bit though."

"I'd guessed that. Not to be too forward but yours... vanilla?"

"Poppy seed, actually," Buttons runs a finger along the frosting. "Care for a taste?"

Izzy hesitates. "I can't tell if you're hitting on me or if this is scripted."

"Script called for a bit of conversation between us, topic was my choice. As was the costume."

Buttons gestures to the box, back out of his pocket and in his right hand. "Betsy did her job well! She's a good ship's goat."

"She is," Izzy says. "I didn't know...can I open this?"

"They didn't say you had to wait."

For whatever reason, it feels safest enough to do in front of Buttons and his frosted cock, of all things.

The hinge opens easily, and he peers at the-

"Fucking christ," he gasps. "Bonnet picked this out."

"How could you tell?"

It's a gorgeous necklace, with what seems like a decently reinforced chain (something he's shocked Stede thought of) and a teardrop emerald in it. Not all that big to most of the people Stede probably knew before them, but for sailing, it's almost ostentatious.

He loves it.

"Um. The theatre thing?" Izzy asks as he puts the necklace on, and fights the urge to immediately hide it under his shirt. No one is going to rip it off his neck, not like before, not like-

"That's just what he wanted to call frosting his dick and displaying it," Roach steps into the room. "Sorry, took a moment to finish up the frosting on this!"

He has to smile. He can't even try to hide it. They'd actually done some of it, and cared enough to get it right.

"Before you ask, yes, I made separate bowls of frosting for each...item," Roach says. "Technically, everyone was going to be in here with us right away, but the ship is a tiny bit on fire-"

Izzy stands. "Why didn't you lead with that?!"

"Because it was way more on fire earlier while you were below deck, and now it's better!" Roach protests. "Sit, we don't have to wait for them for the food. The rest of the gifts we do though."

"This isn't it? I've been at this since dawn though!"

"Look," Roach sighs and plates up slices of cake for the three of them. "It was going to be just a party and one gift, but we felt sort of bad about how weird it all went and Ed not remembering-"

"Ed never remembers birthdays," Izzy shrugs. "That's why we had a calendar, for a bit."

"Yeah, he mentioned the calendar. Point is, we wanted to really do it up since...all of that and-"

Roach splutters. "Um. Vanilla, really?"

"Doesn't smell much of vanilla," Izzy frowns and sniffs the frosting on his slice. "Smells like smoke."

Roach freezes, and looks to Buttons. "They had it under control more or less, right?"

In a flash, they're out of the room leaving him alone with the increasing heat, smell of smoke, and the cake.

Izzy studies the slice of cake, then digs in. If he's going to burn alive, he'll do it with his birthday cake, on his fake birthday, in one of the nicest necklaces he's ever been given.

Beats how terrible his twentieth through thirtieth birthdays were by a long shot, that's for sure.

#text post #long post #this was the fic i mentioned earlier and idk it's less fic bc it could?? keep going but i just chose an end point as if i was like #having to cut an episode for time if that makes sense?#anyway i can add additional tags if ppl want to filter this but for those who don't uhhhh #izzys bday except it isn't except it is but not really and there's cake and i switched between perspectives to play a bit #like we start with stede but as it goes on it turns to izzy and his perspective bc it is is his bday and as it goes on too #it becomes less abt the gesture exactly and more abt them learning abt izzy even if things are far from perfect?#look i set the ship on fire at the end in a panic to end this and left iz eating his bday cake alone I TRIED #this idea wouldn't let me go but was this stubborn abt being written in any way it's so rude

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pwblogarchive · 6 months ago

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August 2005

August 4, 2005

when i walked through the door there was a kid standing therein shorts and an argyle sweater. we went downstairs and played "through being cool" front to back. i knew we would be best friends forever.

this is my first memory of fall out boy. post yours. i wanna know.

yes yes we know everybody is hot. patrick is. joe is. andy is. because they are all good people. and that makes my heart beat.

yes, i am obsessed with the show 24. yes, i want to make a life with kim bauer and have 10,000 babies.

if you can find it inside to vote a couple more times for "sugar..." on TRL we would love you (oh who are we kidding, we do anyway). the info is in the news.

more dates for the nintendo fusion tour will keep being announced, so don't worry your pretty little head.

lets fall in love all over again from the start.

zzzzzz.

lately i have been feeling like i am just a headache for everyone.

08/04/05

question

what kind of guitars do you play? And who is better Joe or Patrick

answer

patrick is the love of my life but i cant deny joes doggie style. they are both pretty good in bed i guess.

question

did you really go out with Frank from my chemical romance?….oh and you and patrick are really hot!!!!

answer

i definitely have a boy crush on frank.

question

hey pete tell patrick he is hot. and ask him whats with the glasses?

answer

okay 2. i think they help him see

Other Q&As from this time that are undated

August 5, 2005

Hey. Updater.

Florida in august is a sweatlodge. Take my word for it you don’t want to know.

The kids here are amazing.

I lied. I’m sorry, please forgive me. We are selling the clandestine bartskull necklace at the clan booth on warped.

If you get a sec light up the trl lines for us with a couple of votes. You mean the world, either way.

August 12, 2005

I am the koolaid jammer. Romances last terrorist, locked away in the back watching emilio estevez and friends dance on the screen from deep in the back. Heyhey updater: the panic! At the disco record is still better than whatever you are listening to right now. Lets get married and move inside one of their songs. October fall is recording out in l.a. Right now. Get ready for big things babies. Me and patrick have been working on new songs already. Swoon. We’ve got an annoucement coming up really soon about a performance. We also did a pretty big interview that will be out in september… It covers a lot we haven’t ever talked about: getting bigger, me missing europe, etc… We’ve got some new merch coming soon and some special nintendo fusion show offers….

“Swear to shake it up if you swear to listen…”

Yeah I wrote a lyric for that song, guess which one… Ill be honest ryan writes circles around me….

August 18, 2005

dear warped tour,

even though you made us hot and dirty, we had the best summer of our lives and wanted to thank you.

thank you to every single one of you guys that came out, sang the words, crowd surfed, watched or came up to our signing and told us we suck (hehe).

the love is back on.

bigplans.

"we only do it for the scars and stories" still holds true. you don't even know, and im not telling.

- petey

August 19, 2005

Things I have been thinking about lately:

Warped tour was fun. Since being home I remembered that's showering and sleeping are fun too.

My real feelings on the sunburst bass. I loved that thing. But then it started cheating on me with mikey way. I had to hit it. Its not my fault- spousal abuse is an ugly thing. I'm in therapy that includes playing lots of warcraft online.

Writing messages on your arm for someon to see at a show is the new away message - stealing peoples real diary is the new livejournal.

On the topic of computers: lets stop talking like- u r lyKE soooooo Haawt.... My dogs can type bettere than that. And sending this I M "how come you're on my buddylist" or "who is this, is this really pete from fob" - honestly I love talking to people but these ones get instanlty rejected.

See also: peoples whose screenames are like: petehoppuslovespatrick65 - I know what the conversation is gonna be like already. I've had enough of them.

Oh yeah- mikey's screename is not xiheartweedx

I hear were a week away from retiring on trl. Lets do it. Cause honestly I'm not gonna live long enough to get retired from a real job (like 65?) we gotssss to party it up if it happens.

On us playing the vmas: we have this insane idea that mtv is considering. If they let us do it you may see something really insane. (Its not me and frank kissing in wedding dresses, or is it).

I hear there is a turbo voting thing for the vma on our front page.

Ill have a serious update later

Peter

August 19, 2005

The Warped tour was fun. Since being home I remembered that showering and sleeping are fun too. My real feelings on the sunburst bass. I loved that thing. But then it started cheating on me in a mikey way. I had to hit it. It's not my fault- spousal abuse is an ugly thing. I’m in therapy that includes playing lots of warcraft online. Writing messages on your arm for someone to see at a show is the new away message - stealing peoples real diary is the new livejournal

August 26, 2005

i should be in miami florida right now. stalking out jessica alba on a beach at night somewhere but instead i am lurking the internet from the safety of my parent's house. sorry i have been gone. there are plans afoot. i hate this hurricane nonsense- when we heard we were playing the VMAs we tried to come up with some hilarious stuff to do- you know- like first we suggested that we throw a big party on stage while we play and have some live deer and maybe two tranvestites dressed up like madonna and brittany spears, kissing- mtv was like: try again. so we rented space suits from a movie company and planned to play in those and kind of just smash eachother with our guitars- but now with this tropical storm mtv just wants us to actually be normal and play- hehe i'm sure we'll think of something. i need to go eat count chocula. we're putting some new gear into the clandestine webstore over at clandestineindustries.com and decaydance.com is up and you can preorder the panic! at the disco record along with the vinyl version of from under the cork tree. my hand has swollen to the size of a grapefruit, but if you think that looks bad, you should see the other guy, or in this case the wall.

if you get a chance, you could make our day and go over and vote for us a couple of times at FBRVOTE.COM - an easy way to do it...

ive got pees on my head but don't call me a pee head. bees on my head but don't call me a bee head. bruce lee's on my head but don't call me a lee head.

i'm crazy for you sparkle.

August 26, 2005

from the retirement home.

have i told you guys lately that you are the best?

our video retired on TRL today ONLY because of you.

thank you.

that is all.

- petey

August 26, 2005

on pete’s friends or enemies blog

August 29, 2005

Live from the defjam party.

I am in disbelief.

Everytime I question what I am doing, you prove me wrong.

We won the m2 vma. In my opinion the most important award of the night.

We weren’t sure.

I never should have doubted you.

You have NEVER let me down.

You make me proud to be in this band.

We aren’t the biggest. But you make us feel like we are.

We are in love.

More later.

Peter

August 30, 2005

the roc is still alive when fall out boy hits the mic.

can we say that we love you anymore.

you rbought it.

did you hear the collective gasp when they said fall out boy.

shock.

we were standing up to clap for our friends in My Chem, who we were sure had one.

we then realized we didn't know where to walk to or what to do.

we definitely noticed Usher give us the "WTF?" look when we went by him and hugged my chem.

we didn't write anything down, so we were very nervous when we got to the mic.

we dressed up like harry potter when we played so we would feel the magic.

we drove to the red carpet in a saturn and fell out cause we are broke.

we realize that beyonce quoted us. we wanted to return the favor "say my name, say my name- you're acting kinda shady aint callin me baby..."

jayz is the coolest. but luda is kinda close to as cool. and we have a super crush on christina milian. we are happy to be part of the defjamfam.

we realize that you made the world shake just for a second.

we want to pay you back with more than just a discount in our webstore. let me think of how.

one night can change it all. and you did that for me. so thank you.

- petey

#fall out boy #pete wentz #livejournal

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waitimcomingtoo · 3 years ago

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Mommy?

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

Synopsis: Peter realizes he has a bit of a mommy kink

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Peter blew his nose for the tenth time that day as you joined the lunch table. His allergies made it hard for him focus on the conversation, so much so that he barely noticed you had sat down. It wasn’t until you started fanning yourself that he even looked up.

“Damn. Why is it to hot today?” You asked as you unbuttoned your flannel shirt.

“That’s New York for you. Yesterday is was pouring rain, today it’s nothing but hot suhhhhh…..” Peter trailed off as his jaw dropped at the sight of you. You had removed your flannel and tied it around your waist, leaving you in a little black tank top. Until now, Peter hadn’t seen you in anything less than a T shirt. All the exposed skin he was seeing now left Peters face numb. Apparently, the conversation had continued without Peter as he stared directly at your boobs.

“Pete? You okay?” You asked when you noticed that he was silent.

“Peter?” Ned asked when Peter didn’t respond. “What’s wrong with him?”

“I think he’s in a coma.” You shrugged.

“I think he’s dead.” MJ said quietly.

“Peter? Are you in there?” You asked as you waved your hand in front of Peters face. Peter snapped out of his daze and reluctantly tore his eyes away from your boobs.

“Hi.” He said quietly as his face blushed with a faint pink.

“Hi.” You chuckled. “Welcome back. Long time no see.”

“Hi.” He said again. “Can you come sit by me, please?”

“Okay.” You gave Peter a strange look as he patted the seat beside him. You got up and sat next to him and he immediately pulled you into his lap. Peter wrapped his arms around your waist and kissed your exposed shoulder.

“This is a fun shirt. Is it new?” Peter asked as his eyes flicked back and forth between your face and your cleavage.

“No. It’s just a random tank top. I’m actually pretty sure it’s pajamas.” You said as you looked down at your shirt.

“It is? But I’ve seen all your pajamas.” Peter frowned in confusion. He thought that Facetiming every night before you went to sleep meant he had seen every pair of pajamas you owned.

“No you haven’t. We started dating in September. That means you’ve only seen my winter and fall pajamas. These are summer pajamas.”

“Oh. Well I like them.” Peter said before kissing your shoulder again. His eyes once again landed on your exposed cleavage and he zoned out. He didn’t know how long he had spaced out until Ned waved his hand in front of his face.

“Hello? Peter?” Ned asked.

“Hm? What’s that?” Peter asked as he looked around.

“What’s wrong with you today?” You laughed and wrapped your arms around his neck.

“Nothing.” Peter said quickly. “I’m fine.”

“Right.” You eyed him skeptically. “Come here. Your nose is running.”

The rest of the table watched in disgust as you took a tissue out of your bag and wiped Peters nose.

“That right there sterilized me.” MJ said. “That was the worst thing I’ve ever seen.”

“Leave us alone. You’re just jealous that nobody’s wiping your nose for you.” You teased her. Peter fell silent again as his eyes stayed glued to your chest. He sniffled a little, catching your attention.

“Are you feeling okay?” You asked him.

“I’m fine. It’s just allergies.”

“Are you sure? I usually catch a cold right when the weather warms up.” You said as you pressed your hand against his forehead. Peter smiled a little at the way you checked his temperature, just like a mother would.

“It’s probably nothing. I always get allergies this time of year.” Peter shrugged.

“Okay. Let me know if it gets worse.” You said as you pulled his head towards you and kissed the top of it.

“I will.” Peter replied, an idea forming in his mind.

Later that day, you and Peter sat in room doing homework on his bed. Peter noticed the way you looked up every time he sniffled and decided to push his luck. He eyed you curiously before faking a cough.

“You okay, baby?” You asked and put your homework down.

“Yeah. I’m fine. It’s just allergies.” Peter replied. You crawled towards him and cupped his face in your hands, accidentally giving him a view down your shirt.

“Are you sure? You feel a little warm.” You said when you felt how hot Peters face was.

“I mean, my head does feel a little heavy.” Peter said coyly. “I might have a headache.”

“You do? Come here.” You said and sat back on his bed. Peter tried to hide his smile as he rested his head in your lap. You started to play with his hair, twisting each curl around your fingers.

“Does that feel better, baby?”

“Yeah. It does.” Peter sighed happily and shut his eyes.

“You need a haircut.” You chuckled as you massaged his scalp.

“I do?”

“Actually, I don’t know. I love your curls. They’re just growing over your ears.” You said and gently moved his head off your lap and onto the bed. Peter pouted at the loss of contact and watched as you grabbed a comb and spray bottle off his dresser.

“I wanna try something.” You said as you sat back down on the bed.

“What’s that for?” Peter wondered.

“You’ll see.” You smiled excitedly and pulled him back towards you. He sat between your legs and rested his back against your chest. You sprayed Peters hair with the water until it was damp and began to comb it. You combed it back over and over as Peter relaxed against your body.

“Does that feel good, baby?” You asked in a soft voice.

“Yeah.” Peter said, voice barely audible. He was in heaven from the way you were taking care of him.

“Good. I’ll always take care of you.” You said in his ear, sending goosebumps down his spine.

“I love you.” Peter sighed happily.

“I love you too.”

“I love you more.”

“I love you most.” You chuckled and kissed the top of his head.

That night, once you had gone home, Peter locked his door and pulled out his laptop. He looked around his room before typing something into Google.

“Do I have a mommy kink?” He mumbled to himself as he typed out the words. Peter gulped a little before adding, “Asking for a friend.”

Peter clicked enter and began to read through the results. He clicked on the most promising article and skimmed through it.

“Sexual or romantic attraction for women who care for you, protect you, and nurture you, and love you unconditionally.” Peter read out loud.

“This is so not me.” He scoffed. He phone buzzed with a text from you and he picked up his phone to read it.

“goodnight baby boy! I love you to pieces!” It read, making Peters heart erupt with butterflies.

“That is so me.” Peter sighed dreamily before texting you back.

The next day, Peter waited by Ned’s locker as his friend got his books for the day. He still had the previous nights discovery on his mind as he searched the hallway for you.

“Hey Ned?” Peter asked. “Would you say Y/n baby’s me?”

“I would say that, yeah.” Ned nodded. “Anyone who’s ever been within three feet of you would say that.”

“What?! You mean you can tell?”

“Everyone can tell. It’s not some secret that you’re whipped for her.”

“Well that’s a little embarrassing.” Peter mumbled.

“It’s fine, dude. Y/n loves to take care of people. If you’re her little bitch, so be it.”

“I am not her little bitch.” Peter scoffed just ask you came up to the two of them.

“Hey, Petey. Did you take the allergy meds I left you?” You asked after kissing him hello.

“I did.”

“With food?” You raised an eyebrow.

“Yep. Just like you said.” Peter said proudly.

“Good boy.” You cupped his cheek before going to class. Peter sighed dreamily and leaned against the lockers as he watched you walk away. He felt Ned staring at him and made awkward eye contact with his friend.

“I’m the littlest bitch there ever was.” Peter mumbled in shame.

“Yeah, dude.” Ned sighed. “You are.”

You came over after school again that day just as Peter was finishing a snack.

“Come here. You have something on your face.” You chuckled and cupped Peters face to wipe the crumbs off his cheek. Peter blushed as the action before wiping his runny nose on his sleeve.

“I knew it. You’re all stuffed up.”

“I’m okay. Really.” Peter insisted.

“Let me take care of you.“ You said as you pushed his hair off his forehead.

“Really?” Peter asked coyly.

“Of course, baby boy.” You replied. “Do you want to take a shower first? The steam might clear your sinuses.”

“Okay.” Peter agreed and got out of his chair. He started walking towards his bathroom when he turned around with a shy smile.

“What?” You wondered.

“Can you come too?” He asked.

“Okay.” You laughed and followed him to the bathroom. You turned the shower on while Peter got undressed. Once you were both in the hot shower, you squirt some shampoos in your hand and reached up to wash Peters hair. He shut his eyes and tilted his head back as you massaged his scalp with your fingernails.

“Tilt your head back.” You said as you gently pushed Peter under the running water.

“Whatever you want, princess.” He mumbled under his breath as he stepped under the hot water. In that moment, he would’ve done anything you asked of him. Peter let the water rinse out all the soap in his hair and felt the steam loosen his sinuses. He panicked a little, knowing he had played up the extent of his allergies. If he came out of the shower feeling perfectly fine, you’d have no reason to baby him. And he simply could not have that.

When you got out the shower, you combed Peters hair again, much to his delight. He was feeling perfectly fine now, but you didn’t need to know that. He looked around the room before sniffling loudly.

“Oh no. The shower didn’t work. You’re still all stuffy.” You sighed and cupped Peters face in your hand.

“Yeah. It’s so weird.” Peter said as his eyes darted to the side.

“I know what will make you feel better.” You smiled before disappearing into the bathroom. When you came back, you had a little jar of vapor rub in your hand.

“Lay on the bed.” You told him and he immediately complied. Peters cheeks blushed a rosy red as you climbed into his lap and straddled his waist. You unbuttoned most of the buttons of his pajama top and moved them aside to expose his chest. Peter gulped a little and rested his head on his pillow as you opened the jar. You rubbed the ointment on his chest as the aroma filled the room. When you finished, you closed the jar and set it on his dresser. You then leaned down to kiss Peter slowly. He leaned up to kiss you back, gently cupping your face with his hand. When you pulled away, you noticed the book he had on his dresser.

“What’s this?” You chuckled and picked it up.

“It’s something for English. We have to write a paper on it.” Peter explained as you flipped through the pages.

“How far have you gotten?” You asked when you noticed the book mark was still in the front page.

“Not very.” He admitted.

“Want me to read to you?” You asked as you looked at him through your lashes over the top of the book.

“Okay.” Peter smiled shyly. You flopped on his bed beside him and opened up to chapter one. Peter rested his head on your shoulder and looked up at you with admiration in his eyes. His eyes fluttered shut and he listened to the sound of your voice reading to him. By the time you got to the end of the first chapter, Peter was yawning every few seconds.

“Tired, baby?” You asked him.

“Yeah. I’m tired.” He said through another yawn.

“Then let’s go to bed. I’ll text my mom and tell her I’m staying over.” You said as you pulled out your phone. After texting your parents, your reached over and turned off the lamp. Peter rolled and rolled onto his side so you could spoon him the way he liked. You slipped your hand under his pajama top and scratched his back up and down.

“Night, Petey.” You cooed in his ear.

“Good night, mommy.” He sighed happily.

“What was that?”

“Nothing.”

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spicyvampire · 2 years ago

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2022 : a summary

Post your favorite or most popular edit from each month this year (it’s okay to skip months!)

Tagged by @talays-portkey Thanks for the Tag!

January

Most Popular : [x] the Yok liking Dan in a very normal way

Favorite : [x] Yok skills gifset really was the start of an era, loved that insane guy and he was funny af, first time I was starting to make huge gifsets with little captions on them I think? ; [x] Y’all remember the raccoon meme? Man, I forgot I made that for Bad and Crazy but it was fun, and different from anything I’ve ever made because I tried to make it look like posters and yeah I like that

February

Most Popular : [x] Yok defending Dan in front of Sean, tbf this came out during a heartbreacking episode people needed a laugh

Favorite : [x] y’all remember Sean vs Yok who is the fastest gay alive? these guys were insane, also this inspired Vegas vs Kinn later that same year ; [x] Yok + Greek words for love, the amount of love I have in my heart for that boy isn’t even half the one he has in his for like everyone, he is just SO full of love

March

Most Popular : [x] Yok edition of who is the fastest gay alive, that bad boy took so long to make ugh glad people liked it

Favorite : [x] my danyok goodbye gifset using stucky quote ajgdhashdfgsh the purple looks great on computer ; [x] Live slug MoD reaction, it was just fun to do something MoD again

April

Most Popular : [x] Porsche not connecting the dots on Kinn homosexual activity, I just learned how to animate a gif and boy did I want to have fun with that

Apparently I gifed like almost nothing in april, it was exam period afterall

May

Most Popular : [x] Vegas vs Kinn, trying to find neon looking fonts and neon looking overlays was a pain in the ass but it was worth it, I hope I do that type of gifset vibes again soon it was fun to make

Favorite : now it is very hard to chose my fave gifset there because it was the month I was doing Not Me Appreciation and I really like that I should probably try to do again but I really think those are my top 2 so here [x] Yok; [x] DanYok sunshine & Rain

June

Most Popular : [x] Pete’s BDSM duality, which is very surprising cuz I thought it was gonna be the [x] Family Braincells gifset seeing that people even requested that for the bodyguards afterwards but oh well

Favorite : [x] Vegas Hidding out Magazine which weirdly is one of my less popular KP gifset but I love it so much “pathetic is the new chic” like come on I literally peaked there, if I ever make shirts out of the one liners this one is gonna be the first one at for sure; [x] TanBunn relationship developements finally went back to my MoD roots for pride month MaxTul if you reading this pls come back 😔

July

Most Popular : [x] Porsche fear of ghosts, we love a little scared cat

Favorite : [x] KP goodbye gifset, truly the end of an era, I’m forever changed

August

Most Popular : [x] Shadowhunters edits that reminds me I have not gifed SH in months

Again I did nothing really that month

September

Most Popular : surprisingly the most popular gifset isn’t a KP one, it’s [x] akkayan hoodie, 2nd is [x] PorschePete bitches stage tho so eh

Favorite : so end of september & start of october was kpweek and boy did I come there ready cuz I spend the entire month before doing like nothing and I had all these pent up ideas, I have so many favorites really I had fun with KPweek [x] Kinn [x] Pete [x] KinnPorsche

October

Most Popular : [x] Main and Minor family (minus the parents), that was one long boi wasn’t it

Favorite : [x] Ayan + Debbie’s monologue what can I say I just love the addams family and I rewatch the movies almost every year so I know a lot of these lines by heart; [x] KP Halloween cuz I forgot to put the side story in my Porsche fear of ghost gifset so Halloween gave me a reason to dedicate a gifset to it

November

Most Popular : [x] Cherry Magic, god the way I ran when it dropped on youtube oof

Favorite : [x] MoD 2 years anniversary gifset, cannot believe it’s been 2 years MaxTul WHERE are you 😭😔💔

December

Most Popular : [x] SamMon right in front of everyone salad

Favorite : December is exam month and this time I really tried to gif almost nothing till like the very end but shoot out to [x] Bodyguards braincells gifset

I think I did one of for 2021 too and it was fun going back through the stuff I did, a bunch of these I literally forgot I made last year so that’s why I wrote so much for a lot of them

Tagging (if you want to no pressure & also idk who has done this already sorry) : @luna-lina @winteams @kinnsporsche @thelaziestmotherfucker @fangrui @guzhu-furen @laowen @sunsetandthemoon @pavel-chekovs @liyazaki

#gifmaker tag #I ACCIDENTALLY DELETE THIS POST WTF #thank god i did reblog it on my sideblog before the incident so i just had to copy paste god

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hollywoodxwhore · 2 years ago

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wanted - part 4

Colson x Original Female Character x Pete

Warnings: swearing, mentions of alcohol and drug usage

Smut is coming soon I promise! My job has me super busy from the end of August to the beginning of June (iykyk) so I'll do my very best to update but no promises. :(

Over the next few weeks, Sophie’s friend group becomes one of the best things to ever happen to me.

We spend an insane amount of time together. Sometimes, only a few of us hang out, grabbing dinner or drinks. Other times, our group is larger, filled with people I don’t know. But I’ve changed. I’m no longer afraid to make friends with strangers. I’ve befriended several people at larger parties, and my confidence has really shot up. All in a matter of weeks.

It’s nearly the end of September and there’s an unseasonably hot weekend coming up, so we decide to go camping. Everyone is able to go, so we all grab the camping gear we have, borrow and buy what we don’t, and head out Thursday after the last classes of the day.

We’re not going to a campground. Baze’s family friend owns a ton of land with great areas to camp, and he was more than happy to let us camp there. Baze insists that there’s a great spot near the lake and that we can swim and walk the beach while we’re there.

Sophie has started to grow closer with a guy that’s been at a few parties. His name is Logan and he seems totally smitten with her. I wasn’t surprised when she wanted to share a tent with him, but I was slightly disappointed. She and Logan will be in one tent and Rook and Alicia will be in another.

Luckily Baze was able to borrow a gigantic tent from his family friend with enough room for him, me, Slim, Justin, Colson, and Pete. There’s enough room for three air mattresses, and there’s been no discussion yet about who I’ll be sharing with.

I have a slight inkling that Pete might like me. He’s always near me when we hang out, and we’ve started texting. I know he’s single. He’s started flirting with me - obviously, this time so I don’t have to wonder whether it’s flirting or not - and I’m flirting back. I can’t deny I have a little crush on him.

But even though Colson barely acknowledges my existence, I can’t help but crush on him, too.

Colson is just gorgeous. He’s talented, sexy, confident, and carries himself in the most intoxicatingly cocky way, which, for some reason, is a huge turn-on for me. I live for the moments when he notices me and actually talks to me, even though it’s rare. He’s actually kind of rude to me most of the time, so the fact that I have a crush on him is pretty pathetic.

We arrive at the campground and set up our tents, as well as our chairs around the fire pit. The boys are hot from setting up the tents, so they immediately want to go swimming. Us girls stay back to organize the food for dinner. We’ll make pizza hobo pies over the fire with s’mores for dessert.

“I love camp food,” Alicia says, unpacking some paper plates from a reusable grocery bag.

“Me too,” I agree. “We used to camp a lot when I was growing up. I miss it.”

“It’s not as fun once you hit puberty,” Sophie remarks, and Alicia and I nod our agreement.

“So,” Alicia says, smirking at Sophie, “how are things with Logan?”

Sophie sighs wistfully, bending to grab a beer from the cooler. “So good,” she says. “He just…gets me, you know?”

Alicia nods. “Totally. I feel that way about JP.”

Sophie and I smirk at each other. “Oh, he’s JP now, is he?” I tease.

“You’re on real name turf now, eh?” Sophie adds.

Alicia blushes and tosses the end of a piece of bread at us. “Shut up,” she mutters.

“It’s nice to see you so happy,” I say, smiling at her.

Alicia grins and grabs herself a beer, handing a cider to me. “So, Pete’s definitely into you,” she says, glancing at me.

My cheeks redden. “Really?” I ask, playing dumb.

“See, I think Colson likes her,” Sophie says, and I bark out a laugh that causes her to look at me with a raised brow. “The hell was that, Alex?”

“Colson?” I ask incredulously. “If you were to tell him to point me out in a line of people, he’d probably choose wrong.”

“What?” Alicia asks, shaking her head.

“He doesn’t acknowledge me 90% of the time,” I say, taking a seat in my camping chair. The girls follow. “He’s kind of a dick to me the other 10%.”

“Haven’t you heard of the whole ‘boy is mean to girl because he has a crush on her’ thing?” Sophie asks.

“That’s stupid. If that’s the case, he needs to grow up,” Alicia says.

“Exactly,” I agree. Sophie is losing it if she thinks Colson likes me.

“I’ve caught him watching you on more than one occasion,” Sophie says. “The other night, you walked in and he basically undressed you with his eyes.”

“Was that the night she wore that crop top?” Alicia asks. “Ooh, I don’t blame him.”

“No he did not,” I insist, cheeks reddening. “Are you sure he wasn’t zoning out? Thinking of a way to insult me?”

Sophie laughs and kicks my foot lightly. “You really have no confidence, Al.”

“Nope,” I sigh, tipping back my cider. “Kind of hard to have confidence when guys have never wanted you.”

“There’s no way that’s true,” Sophie says. I shoot her a look so serious that her own smirk fades.

“No one ever asked me to prom or formal,” I say, listing off on my fingers. “I’ve had one boyfriend for two weeks because my best friend forced us together. I lost my virginity to a guy friend. Yeah. Guys don’t want me.”

Alicia shakes her head. “That makes zero fucking sense,” she mumbles. “You’re hot.”

I roll my eyes, sinking in my chair. “That’s definitely not true,” I argue, “otherwise I wouldn’t have spent my life being unwanted.”

Sophie frowns. “That’s not right,” she says. “I’ve seen some truly unfortunate looking people with lots of partners.”

“That’s just mean, Sophie,” Alicia laughs, and I laugh, too, the tension broken.

“It’s fine,” I lie, shrugging. Just then, the boys come bounding out of the water.

In all the chaos of arriving, setting up camp, and getting ready for food, I didn’t even pay attention to the guys going into the water, but I’m most certainly paying attention as they come out of the water. Colson, blonde hair darkened by the water, dripping onto his shoulders and chest. Skin covered in glistening tattoos, muscles still visible beneath all the ink. Long legs beneath pink swim trunks. God.

And then there’s Pete. Pale skin that isn’t hidden as much as Colson’s. Muscular arms, abs. Skinny but still so attractive. He lifts a big hand and pushes back his dark hair, muscle flexing as he does. My legs feel weak and I force myself to look away.

“Is there food yet?” Rook asks, bending to kiss Alicia, who swats him away as he drips water onto her clothes.

“You think we’re cooking for you?” Alicia scoffs. “Hell no. Change and make your own damn hobo pie.”

“Feisty,” Rook says, hopping out of Alicia’s way when she swings playfully at him.

The guys go off to change and join us by the fire where we’re already cooking our dinners. I glance over when someone sits beside me, expecting it to be Pete, but it’s Colson, much to my surprise. He’s changed out of his swim trunks into a pair of athletic shorts, no shirt. He’s toweled off his hair and it sticks out everywhere, but in the most endearingly attractive way.

“How’s the water?” I ask.

“Warm,” he says. “We should all go for a night swim later.”

“Sounds fun,” I say. “We’ll play chicken and Sophie and I can beat your ass in that game, too.”

Colson snorts. “If you think I’m lifting Pete onto my shoulders, you’re wrong,” he says, leaning forward and resting his forearms on his knees. “Nah. You and me against Pete and Sophie, maybe.”

I play it cool with a shrug, but my stomach is doing backflips. He wants me to be his partner? “You strong enough to lift me?” I ask.

“Definitely,” he says. “And you’re scrappy as hell. We’ll win, easy.”

“Are you talking shit over there, Baker?” Sophie asks.

“Just saying how Alex and I are gonna kick yours and Pete’s asses in chicken later,” Colson says casually.

“Oh, bring it on,” Pete says, rubbing his hands together. “We got this, Soph.”

“Hell yeah we do,” she says, narrowing her eyes at Colson.

We all eat and drink for a while, making s’mores as the sun goes down. We spend hours by the fire, talking, laughing, and snacking. Finally, Sophie hops up. “Alright. I can’t wait for this chicken match anymore,” she says. “Come on, Alex. We’re getting in our suits.”

I let her grab my hand and pull me into the giant tent where we change into our bathing suits. I brought two, but I choose the one that isn’t strapless, not wanting to lose any clothing in the process.

“That is such a cute suit,” Sophie says. I glance down at my yellow bathing suit, the top looking almost like a bra with its straps and underwire. The bottoms are cheeky and cut high. It’s my favorite suit; I think I look good in it.

“Thanks,” I say. “I like yours, too.”

“Ready?” she asks. I nod and we exit the tent. Everyone has changed back into their suits somehow while we were in the tent, so we’re all ready to go down to the water. Remembering what Sophie said earlier about Colson checking me out, I glance in his direction. My stomach lurches.

He’s looking right at me. Hungrily.

I look away, but my eyes land on Pete, who’s looking at me, too, but more warmly than Colson. Like Colson wants to rip my suit off but Pete wants to kiss and cuddle. Right now, I’d take any of that.

I snap out of it when Sophie grabs my hand and hauls me down to the water. We run in together, squealing even though it’s nice and warm. Colson and Pete swim over and the others come to join us. I jump a little when I feel Colson behind me. “Ready?” he asks quietly.

I’m almost too distracted to answer. His big hand curls around my waist lightly and he looks down at me over my shoulder. He looks gorgeous even under the moonlight. I nod. He nods, too, and then disappears under the water. I tense up slightly when I feel his head slip between my legs, strong hands curling around my thighs as he stands up effortlessly. I wrap my feet behind his back and put my hands on his head for stability.

“Holy shit,” I breathe. “I’m…very high up.”

Colson chuckles, hands curling over my thighs. “Yep. Six feet and four inches high, to be specific.”

I clutch at his hair as Pete scoops up Sophie, who also seems a little taken aback by the height. “It’s a long way down, Alex,” she says. “Hope you’re prepared.”

“Prepared for Colson to gently set me down when we kick your asses,” I say.

“What she said,” Colson adds, reaching up to fist bump me, and I giggle. I think he’s a little drunk; therefore, he’s much more warm toward me.

The boys step forward and Sophie and I hold up our hands, giggling as we move into each other’s space. I grab onto her hands, yanking her side to side, but Pete holds steady. She gives my chest a push but Colson’s hands are tight on my thighs and we don’t even wobble. I can hear Pete and Colson shit-talking beneath us, but I’m focused. I want to win this.

Sophie pushes me again, not even as hard as the first time, but Colson jerks beneath me and I wobble. He tries his hardest, but I go crashing into the water. Arms snake around my waist, pulling me out of the water, and I’m surprised when he continues to hold onto me. I wrap my arms around his neck, holding on as I come up for air.

“Cheater!” Colson yells at Pete. “You fucking tickled me!”

“You never said it was off-limits!” Pete insists, helping Sophie off his shoulders.

“Oh, that’s cheap,” I say, shaking my head disappointedly.

“So cheap,” Colson agrees. Beneath the water, he subtly pulls my legs around his waist. I’m pleasantly drunk, too, so I let him move me.

“Fine. Rematch?” Pete says, eyes moving back and forth between me and Colson.

“Fair and square this time, Davidson,” I insist. Colson lets go of me long enough to hoist me onto his shoulders again, and then he steps forward. This time, I’m able to wrestle Sophie off of Pete’s shoulders quickly, and she sails into the water.

“Fuck yeah!” Colson cheers, reaching up for my hands so he can pop me off his shoulders. I’m surprised when he wraps me in a hug afterward. “We did it!”

“Take that!” I yell when Sophie and Pete emerge from the water.

“Damn,” Pete says. “I really thought we had that.”

“It’s okay,” Sophie says, patting Pete’s chest. “We’ll get ‘em in something else.” She smiles and swims over to Logan, leaving Pete standing alone across from me and Colson, whose arm is slung around my shoulders.

Pete lays on his back, spreading his arms. “This water feels so good,” he sighs.

Reluctantly, I let go of Colson to mimic Pete’s position. “Yeah, it does,” I agree. When I glance up, Colson is off talking to someone else. I’m a little sad the moment’s over, but I’m also extremely confused. Lying next to Pete, I have butterflies, but I did in Colson’s arms, too. My brain is so muddled and suddenly, I don’t want to be this drunk anymore.

“I’m ready for bed,” I admit.

“It is late,” Pete says. “Think it’s, like, two.”

Eventually, we all make our way onto the beach where we dry off, heading back for the tents. Once everyone’s changed, brushed their teeth, and the fire is out, we say goodnight and I follow the guys into the tent. Justin and Baze are already on one air mattress. Colson is on one and Pete on the other. I freeze, looking between them.

Luckily, Slim makes my choice easy, coming in and plopping beside Colson. “I’m fucking tired,” he yawns.

I look at Pete whose hands are behind his head as he rests on the air mattress. “Guess we’re sharing,” I say shyly. “Is that okay?”

“Of course,” Pete says, watching me as I come around to sit on the edge of the mattress. “Is it okay with you?”

I nod, smiling, and snuggle beneath the blankets. The air outside has really cooled down and my teeth chatter lightly. “Cold?” Pete whispers, and I nod. He snuggles closer to me, hesitating only a moment before wrapping me in his arms. It feels good and I hum happily, closing my eyes as I snuggle into him. He smells good, too, his own natural scent not fully masked by lake water and campfire.

“Pete?” I mumble sleepily.

“Hm?”

“Thanks for sharing an air mattress with me.”

“Of course,” Pete murmurs. “Night, Alex.”

“Night.”

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johnemulaney · 3 years ago

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John Mulaney: From Scratch in Las Vegas, September 4

Once again, spoilers for the show and what will presumably be in the special. This is about his relapse so tread with caution is that will be an issue for you. However, the tone of his struggle is the same one he used in his past specials so if you didn’t have any issues then, I think you’d be ok with this. Of course, use your own best judgement, friends.

The opener was Seaton Smith.

He opened with trying to find the rich people in the crowd but acknowledged that they’d go mwrmwmwrw money isn’t everything so then he started talking about golf and went aha I got ya’ll.

There was a joke about weed being the only Christian drug

He had a bit about when white people are nice, be nervous

He had a bit about there being a black man on the Bachelor and was like America (ABC and Disney+) were not ready for a black man to be fucking a house full of 50 white women. That shit premiered on Tuesday and the Capitol burned on Wednesday.

He also did some crowd work and roasted a couple in the front row for having different answers about kids and she was like I didn’t hear the question and was roasted about how not hearing questions you don’t want to answer is certainly a tactic, often used by drug dealers

He also had a bit about how different child rearing is in Texas versus New York and about how hitting your kids is treated differently, like his dad would have just threatened it whimsically.

Now on to the Main Event!

The first thing he said was “hiiiiiiiiii” exactly in the tone you think he said it in. he followed that up with a little shrug looking adorable and a little bashful

“It’s him! Mr. Problems. Oh Las Vegas, Oh my god” he then talks about how Vegas is a land of vice and a Choice for him to preform in as a recovering addict. He had a sober buddy and 3 bodyguards with him at all times.

“And here’s what happened” December 18, 2020, he gets invited to a friends apartment for dinner AND HE’S TWO HOURS LATE because he stopped, coked out of his mind, at SNL for a haircut because he still had his building access badge and he went to the hair department and they were like, he’ll leave faster if we just do this, and then he stopped at his drug dealers.

He called venmo and cashapp, apps for drug deals and was like what do normal people even use them for. He maxed both out paying for drugs.

He was the best looking person at his intervention. “Coke skinny, new cut” and the 12 people intervening looked like shit. He looked “tears for fears while they all looked jerry garcia” (I hope you know who those musicians are besties).

He immediately yelled “Can I go to the bathroom” to you know, dump his drugs because when you walk into that, you know what it is.

He was not allowed to go (he would be asked if he still needed to pee later and would say “what?”

There were 6 people in NYC and 6 people over zoom in LA because he guesses 6 people couldn’t be bothered to fly in for HIS INTERVENTION

Interventions can go two ways, it can be kind of accusatory and this is how you let us all down, or it can be supportive. Everyone but Nick Kroll got the memo to be supportive.

Nick Kroll went first.

Nick Kroll listed all the ways John was a bad best friend and brother over zoom and John was getting texts during the intervention saying Nick wasn’t supposed to do that and they were all sorry.

Bill Hader went next. he originally wasn’t going to be able to make it so he had recorded a thing but since he was there, he did it live. (He would eventually send the video to John in rehab, which is not what you want on the way to rehab “awesome, more intervention”)

He tried to derail the intervention, “there’s not enough latinx representation” he said he’d go to any rehab except the one they had picked out for him. This was a star-studded affair and he was mad no one was being funny.

Natasha Lyons went next, telling him his life and career is in shambles

So he gets carted off to rehab after this intervention. Don’t let 12 comedians pack your bags for 2 months at rehab. it was bombas socks and iphone chargers.

A little secret about rehab, you’re not allowed to bring drugs in. You remember how he was late? In his pocket on the way to rehab included: a huge amount of pills, 3g of coke (which was 2g by the time he got there, courtesy of a koala station in a gas station bathroom), and $2000 in cash. He had other plans for the weekend. He was admitted for xanax, coke, perocet, and adderall addiction. Say what you will, but he does not do anything half way.

It’s 4am when he’s sent to detox, he’s been awake for 3 days.

He also gives a small lesson on how to get drugs. Find the lowest rated doctors on yelp and webmd reviews and go ask for them, they need all the business they can get. You become like Captain Phillips, I am the doctor now.

Dr. Michael was his shady doctor. He was a first avenue apartment where he would write prescriptions from his kitchenette where his girl Minerva was always asleep. “I didn’t kill my wife Minerva.” But John would ask for his drugs, Dr. Michael would write the script and then ask what he needed it for. Dr. Michael would also make John take his shirt off, always offering a flu shot and going no, shirt all the way off (in case you were wondering how bad this addiction actually was)

The first moral is now you know. The second moral is get vaccinated.

He’s sent to the regular ward the next afternoon and they finally get him to sleep.

He’s sketched out that doctors have last names at this establishment

He asks for drugs such as klonopin and is taken aback a bit when he doesn’t get them. The doctor is like PA state law says no, and so John suggests they go to a CVS in Jersey to get some.

His bestie Pete Davidson starts calling that night. Except Pete changes his number every month and a half so John has him send a selfie and saves the new number under some other random name, at this point in time, Pete is saved as Al Pacino. (We get an Al Pacino impression) John is asleep and his nurse sees Al Pacino trying to call him 5 times and so she wakes him up.

Pete Davidson and John Mulaney did not do drugs together. (The author is lowkey surprised and sad about that, like if Pete was my bestie, we’d make so many poor choices) But Pete was always very supportive of his sobriety.

John needs recognition so badly, in group when they introduced themselves he said “I’m John M.” and no one cared. So he left a tabloid out with the news of his admittance and his face on it in the rec room on the table. The not being someone was “driving him bananas.” When they talked about what they do for a living and he said I’m a a stand up comedian, someone asked if he made a living that way. He said “yeah ask your daughter” (or your son)

One of the things you do at rehab is break up with your drug dealer.

One of his drug dealers only bought drugs to keep John from buying worse off the streets and only got into the game because John kept asking him for drugs and was his only buyer. That guy was originally a painter and John has no idea how they met. John is the only person to turn an innocent man into a drug dealer.

Here he did the Baby J is back baby joke. the Park Theater is one of the biggest stages in the world so he did that joke in one pace across the stage and said the stage is that joke long.

“I am no longer on drugs. It’s very good but also ah---” He’s in a 12 step anonymous group.

“I need attention, clearly.” After a show you think he would be sated, but no.

He wants that attention that the kid who’s grandparent died and showed up to school dressed for the funeral and got to sit in the beanbag chair for reading despite it not being his turn, gets. He went on about being willing to let one of the lesser important grandparents die so he could get attention, for quite a while.

He feels left behind in science, like his C’s and D’s in those classes. All those classes were was putting things on a windowsill for the janitor to throw away. He had a bit about how the fuck people put dinosaurs back together, it’s like getting wayfair furniture without the instructions.

He also things the moon belongs to America. Like we got there first and when other countries say stuff about the moon he’s like mmmmmmm.

He also had a joke about paying to get into college and like, for white people that’s always how it’s been.

The show ended with him going over the highlights of that GQ interview that he was so coked out for that he forgot he did it entirely. He has no memory of it at all. He was just called up that day and asked for an interview and you know how coke is the best drug to receive attention on? He just did whatever he wanted with that attention.

And that was the show.

#John Mulaney #john mulaney: from scratch #spoilers #kid gorgeous #The Comeback Kid #The Top Part #New In Town #show write up

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viir-tanadhal · 2 years ago

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it's been a few weeks since your PSB concert! How has it been, like, every now and then remembering "whoa i was there!" and listening to songs on your phone and going "hey they played this live!" Have you found pictures & videos online that reminded you of something that you forgot happened? Pls pls pls tell us about the concert, idc if "that happened a while ago get over it" i would love to hear it!!! They're your favorites

thanks for asking david!!!

putting under read more because i have a lot to say

well first of all I'll say my sense of time has totally gotten messed up since the concert (I can't believe it's already been over 2 weeks since the concert, September went by so slowly and now October is going so FAST)

firstly I'll say the drive to Minneapolis and the hotel and the weather was fantastic! it was my second time going to Minneapolis and my mom's first time. we got there early a couple hours before the doors opened for the show so we could walk around and not worry about getting to the city on time or the hotel room not being ready, traffic, etc. so we stopped by a record store and then walked to the minneapolis institute of art which turned out to be a good idea because while we were there I GOT A NOTIFICATION THAT PSB HAD POSTED A PHOTO THAT THEY WERE THERE TOO!!! We probably totally missed them by an hour or so but I'm still thinking about how wild it could have been if I had actually seen Neil there in-person. I wouldn't have said anything to him but it just would’ve been surreal you know? So that's going to always be a very memorable part of the trip for me and my mom and I took a photo in the place where he had in the institute (I’m not sure if it was him and Chris or if he was with their programmer Pete but if it had been Neil and Chris it would have been even more like. yeah ok cool yup.)

As for the concert, this was my first ever concert, so I don't really have anything to compare it to. The Armory was a really cool venue and since pet shop boys were first and my mom and I were general admission I wanted to be close to the stage but not too close it'd be hard to take photos of the whole stage set up. Having to stand around for 2 hours before the performance actually started was a bit tiresome but it was worth it getting a good spot.

As for the actual performances. I went in knowing of course psb's set list and how the whole thing looks and what parts i wanted to take photos and videos of. But it was a really different experience watching videos and looking at pictures online and actually experiencing it live. Neil sounded fantastic - his voice was perfect right from the start on Suburbia, and the screen rising to reveal them as the music swelled and built was one of the most exciting moments of my life. It was also interesting watching Chris in real life too. Neil has commented on how Chris exudes this kind of "coolness" because of how he concentrates on playing and reading the sheet music on his monitor and I definitely understood what he meant from seeing it in person. It was also fun being able to distinctly hear what bits Chris was playing live and watching him play.

The thing about Neil that I sometimes make fun of is he can be a little awkward or look funny with how he does his choreographed hand gestures but I really didn't think that at all while watching him. Everything was really smooth and they both had such an aura of confidence just standing on stage alone for the first bit of their performance. I don't know how to really describe it but there's a clear sense of artistry and purpose in them standing together on stage that it doesn't look boring or stale but like a live performance piece. And even when Neil starts moving around and playing up being a showman and performer to the audience, he has this cool confidence and fluidity to his movements that's incredibly engaging.

I also love their live band!!! Afrika, Clare, and Simon add a ton of energy and vibrancy to the staging and I really like that because of the shiny fringe of their outfits, it makes them playing their instruments in the back part of the visual spectacle.

Which, I have to say, Tom Scutt has done a phenomenal job with the design of this tour. I was curious about how this tour would look because since 2006 they’ve worked with the designer Es Devlin for all of their tours. I do like her designs and it’s not as if she recycled the same ideas or concepts for the previous tours but I did look forward to seeing how someone new would tackle visually conveying the songs. Plus, Es has already had to design many of the songs on this tour previously, so having someone whose never had to design or come up with a visual look for a particular song before I think was a good idea to at least introduce a new perspective and look on the songs.

I think the main thing, seeing as the set and setlist is a condensed version of their Dreamworld/Greatest Hits tour, is having to grapple with nostalgia and legacy. It would have been easy just to rely on the nostalgia factor and reuse previous looks or visuals or ideas for the songs to cash in on the nostalgic look of those songs. And they do that to an extent but in such a way that repurposes it and makes something new. For example, for a few of the songs, the back visual projection is the music video for that song, but it’s edited and redone in such a way that you recognize it’s the music video but it’s still an entirely new video art piece (the most obvious of these was Rent and West End Girls from what I recall). So while elements of the main performance draw on previous looks and some callbacks, it was still something new.

In terms of the live versions of the songs on this tour, there wasn’t too many that were exactly new mixes of the songs, but there were notable changes. On Rent, for the version on Actually, Neil sings it much higher and on the line “When you’re lying next to me” he goes up a note mid-way through the phrase. However, and he started this with the 2006 version of Rent he sings on the Concrete live album and that they did on their Fundamental tour, he keeps the line on one note throughout the same way it is for Liza Minnelli’s cover/version of Rent. And I really much prefer that change so i’m so happy it’s that way for this tour. Plus the way he sang “I’m your puppet / I love it” was soooooooooooooooo GOOD.

Love Comes Quickly is also pretty changed - it’s pretty similar to the Super Tour version of LCQ but injected with more atmosphere and ambience and oomph to it, it sounds gorgeous, AND THE STAGING OF IT WITH NEIL WALKING SLOWLY ACROSS IN FRONT OF THE GRADIENT OF THE SCREEN WITH BLUES AND PINKS AND PURPLES AND YELLOWS OMG. definitely definitely one of my favorite parts of the whole show omg it’s outstanding. It’s a Sin sounded amazing live, I was genuinely shocked by how utterly amazing Dreamland sounded live as well, definitely was like an elevated version of the studio version.

Another part I really liked was that at various points, Chris’ voice segues songs. So for example, I know at certain parts he says the lyrics of Suburbia, Decide, Paninaro, and Go West. I thought that was a great way to include his voice into the performance and draws on iconic moments where he does spoken bits in songs.

It was also fun to watch him during Vocal - he was bouncing all over the place and clearly was enjoying himself and playing the song. Given that Neil has commented that he wrote the lyrics for Vocal in a way that he knows Chris likes, it was nice to see Chris clearly loving the song :)

The highlight of course really is the encore. This is where they focus in on the nostalgia but they don’t do it cheaply or lazily. Neil comes on in a long black coat reminiscent of the one he wears in the West End Girls video - it isn’t an exact replica, it has a much different style and fit, but it gives a modern twist on the timelessness and iconic aesthetic of that original Stephen Linard coat he wore. The same goes for Chris - he comes out in his classic look with the Boy hat, gray hoodie, and black leather jacket, but all are distinctly modern and contemporary takes on his West End Girls Top of the Pops look. I just love the visual implications of them returning to that iconic look of theirs with the song but showing how it fits so easily into a modern visual landscape of fashion and aesthetic with the dichotomy of posh and rough.

For West End Girls, the screen comes back down as the stage hands wheel back out the giant street lamps. I’ve failed to mention up to this point how cool of a prop they are. A lot of early PSB has a film noir kind of feel to the songs, especially WEG, and they love to channel an urban aesthetic and soundscape within their songs, and I think the street lamps are a good iconographic and physical and visual manifestation of that. Before Neil and Chris come on stage, the screen is largely dark, but the start of a modified version of the start of West End Girls along with Shep Pettibone’s remix of it comes on, drawing out excitement as the screen flashes with white symbols and photos and eventually Neil and Chris’ faces respectively in time with the drum beats and the rising STRINGSSSS. it gave me literal goosebumps and even rewatching a video of it still gives me them - it’s so amazingly done it’s SOOOO !!!! I like how the screen is segmented into rectangles to resemble in my opinion that 80s look of several televisions stacked together where each screen assembles a whole picture.so you get that effect of at times all of them combine together to create a whole picture across the whole screen but also you have different parts and one screen has one bit of a photo that’s disconnected from the rest, etc. I also like the intercuts of footage from the West End Girls music video and various other elements such as a neon sign saying “Sex Shop”, various other shop signs, and footage of people on the street. It all assembles that feeling of the song of it happening as a person walks down a seedy part of London in the West End in the early 80s at night hearing snippets of various conversations (it all reminds me as well of Soft Cell’s Non-Stop Erotic Cabaret album cover aesthetic that PSB were inspired by).

And then it all ends on Being Boring. my favorite song by them and probably ultimately my favorite song of all time. The back projection displays a never-ending street illuminated by seemingly an infinite amount of street lamps that aligns with the ones Neil and Chris stand under. it’s incredibly moving combined with the meaning of the song being about those who have passed and are no longer with us, especially with how it directly is about the impact of the AIDS crisis and Neil losing his best friend and then many others he knew because of it. but i also like that while the song is sad, there is still a hopeful ring to it that even though they are gone, you can still look back fondly on them and the memories you have with them, and that they were friends you could rely on, which hits harder by ending their performance on Neil singing “We were always hoping that / looking back / you could always rely on a friend”. it’s an emotional ending but a good one.

I don’t have any previous PSB concerts i’ve been to to compare this to but personally I thought it was fantastic and so glad I got to see it live.

Highlights for PSB were Suburbia, Rent, Left to My Own Devices, Love Comes Quickly, It’s a Sin, West End Girls, and Being Boring.

The only bits I feel that less people were engaged with were when they did I Don’t Know What You Want But I Can’t Give It Anymore, Losing My Mind, and Dreamland, but mainly because i feel people didn’t know them as well. I loved them all though, I just think that IDK could have been a bit better as it kind of lacked the strings it has that really elevates it, but another fan I spoke to said they might have dropped them so it flowed better into So Hard, which makes sense, but it kind of brought the song down a peg.

Also I absolutely am sad that because they had to condense the Dreamworld setlist, I didn’t get to hear Single-Bilingual, Jealousy, Drunk, or Monkey Business live :(

OK. now for bonus new order ramblings sldkfjadf

New Order have been changing up their setlist across the various dates and I didn’t watch too many videos ahead of seeing them so I went in a lot more blind than for PSB. during the intermission my mom and i went to get drinks so we were further back when we saw New Order so I couldn’t see the stage as well as PSB while watching them. Still though New Order were incredible too - it was a great contrast with Pet Shop Boys as they had a much more conventional rock show set up to their staging as they had everyone one stage and playing instruments and there weren’t any costume changes or theatricality like PSB had. However, that just speaks to how New Order are and how they perform and it’s interesting seeing how they perform songs that foundationally come from the same inspirations of electronic dance music as PSB, just from a different angle. Regret was a great opener and I’d heard Bernard sometimes needed to get through a few songs for his voice to really warm up but I thought he sounded great right away! Obviously Bernard isn’t the best singer in the world and fumbles a little but it didn’t take away at all from the experience and I expected it so i wasn’t disappointed or anything like that.

New Order had a great energy and their setlist really was full-on. As I said, Regret was great and so was Age of Consent. Another difference with New Order and their set up was that they had LASERS. and they REALLY used them. The lasers were used to sync up with musical bits in the songs and i thought they were used really well visually and I noticed it a lot with Your Silent Face and it was cool to hear Bernard playing the melodica live. The visuals of the beach for Your Silent Face too were really beautiful and scenic. Their projections were much more a mixture of scenic and graphic design based in comparison to PSB’s.

I’m so glad we got the setlist where they played sub-culture as i really like it and it sounded great live! Bizarre Love Triangle was also amazing and I’m also glad they played plastic because it’s my favorite from their last album music complete and it was also really good live as well.

Hearing Blue Monday live as an Experience. The way all of the elements come together and then that bass line and the synth line come in and the Kraftwerk sample....... oh my god it was phenomenal. They really do deserve to be proud of how good Blue Monday is and it absolutely sounds like what the best-selling 12 inch record of all time would sound like. I also liked near the end when Bernard shuffles over to Gillian and plays on the keyboard and kind of butts her out of the way to play - it was funny and very much them.

my only issue with new order’s performance was true faith. Everything else sounded great but i still thought maybe it was the acoustics that messed up the song and not the mixing because honestly true faith didn’t really sound like..... true faith. it lacked the distinct elements of it that make it stand out and sounded muddied in comparison to the other songs. I genuinely did not realize it was true faith until i really listened to the lyrics bernard was singing so that wasn’t good. that was the only song that I felt wasn’t as good as the others, which is a shame because it was a big hit, and i love true faith.

For the Joy Division encore, they played Decades first at mine. I’m not as familiar with Decades so I can’t really speak on the song all that much but i did like the video and photos they had inserted of Ian Curtis during it. And then of course they end on Love Will Tear Us Apart. Bernard sang Ian’s lyrics really well and you can tell they still love their JD songs and want to do them justice playing them live. The bass and synth on LWTUA were particularly amazing and those are the most distinctive and best parts of the song imo so i’m glad that they sounded just perfect live.

For New Order, they definitely emphasized the bass in their mixing for the songs, and it was loud and heavy and great, especially as the acoustics in the venue were really good i thought. it wasn’t too oppressive but just enough to show off.

Highlights for NO were Regret, Age of Consent, Your Silent Face, Sub-Culture, BLT, Plastic, Blue Monday, Temptation, and Love Will Tear Us Apart

Overall both were really good and I’m so glad I got to see them both live and for my first ever concert!!! It’s definitely a memory I will always cherish, I just wish the night hadn’t gone by so fast. But I’m happy with all the photos I got and videos and the T-shirt I bought and my mom thought it was great too.

Also unrelated but the lemonade I had during intermission was the best lemonade I’ve ever had so that’s a bonus

#THIS IS SO LONG DAVID IM SO SORRY LMAOOOOOO #i had a lot to say #a lot of thoughts you might say #can you tell i love psb sooooooooooooo much

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dear-evanrosier · 4 years ago

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You’re Safe

The masterlist here

Acts of violence based on orentation and race, though no description of blood or injuries

This was not planned to be part of this series, but it happened, so here.

September 18, 1998

A soft knock sounded on the front door, disrupting the peace. James grumbled, setting down his book, The Great Gatsby, and turning off the radio before opening the door. Regulus was there, leaning against the door frame, arm across his stomach, smiling at James in a pained way. He was pale and smelled somewhat metallic, but only faintly. A deep crimson stained his navy shirt darker color, and James had a strong inkling of what he was covering.

“Regulus? What the fuck happened to you?!”

He all but fell into James’ arms, whimpering a little at the contact, but otherwise gave no indication to what had happened. “‘M fine, babe. Just flesh wound, I’ll be fine.”

“You got stabbed?!”

Regulus shook his head and chuckled a little, then let out a pained sound as James tried to carry him to their couch, brushing the book aside as he set Regulus down as gently as possible, still tearing a groan from him.

“Regulus, what the fuck happened? You went out for a walk. How did you get stabbed?!”

“Well see, I didn’t get stabbed, it’s just a-”

“Regulus, I swear to god, if you say you didn’t get stabbed one more time… well I’d never hurt you but still.”

Regulus groaned and shook his head. “I ran into someone from school. That’s all. Now can we go to a hospital or something?”

“Shit, yeah, let me grab the phone.” James hurried to their room, grabbing the phone and dialing 112 as he ran back down the stairs to help Regulus.

“Hallo? Ja, ik heb een ambulance nodig. Mijn verloofde is neergestoken-”//Hey? Yes, I need an ambulance. My fiancé got stabbed-

“I wasn’t stabbed!” Regulus cut him off, then winced when he pressed his stomach the wrong way. “I was just cut. Not stabbed.”

“Goed, hij is gesneden. Ik weet niet hoe erg hij het me niet heeft laten zien.”//Okay, it's a cut. I don't know how badly, he won’t show me.

He switched to English, looking at Reg. “Love, I know I hate blood but show me? Please?” Regulus nodded and lifted up his shirt, and James almost threw up on the sight. But he pressed it down, turning away to finish speaking.

“Het is slecht. Hij bloedt vaak. Ons adres is Adrianes Bryce Street 38.”//It's bad. He's bleeding a lot. Our address is 38 Adrianes Bryce Street.

James doesn’t remember much after that. He remembers the operator giving him directions to staunch the blood flow, and to remain calm, and the medics arriving and going to the hospital, but it went by in a blur of blood, worry, sirens, waiting rooms, and bright lights. The next memory of that night that isn’t fuzzy is hours later, after Regulus is stitched up and falls asleep much to his own protest because James insisted he sleeps.

He didn’t plan on falling asleep himself, his head laying on Regulus’s chest, palms interlaced between them, while the rest of his body in the uncomfortable plastic hospital chair set up next to the hospital bed. That’s how he woke up to voices talking outside the cracked door, though his sleep and worry-addled brain didn’t recognize the owners for a few moments.

“Did he fall asleep?”

“Well, considering that he’s snoring on your brother, I’m going to say yes. What happened to Regulus anyways?”

“I don’t know really. James called but I couldn’t really hear him over the sirens. It sounded like he said Regulus was stabbed, and then Reg said he wasn’t stabbed. James just told me to get to the hospital and to call Pete.”

“Fuck, Sirius. He got stabbed?”

“I guess so? I don’t know. Do we go in there and wake them up?”

“I think the only reason that Reg is sleeping is that James forced him to. And you know James, he would only fall asleep if he was really worried. You know he’s odd like that. Either pass out from worry or paces until someone ties him down. And don’t make a sex joke, please.”

“About my best friend and baby brother? No, I will not make a sex joke about them.”

“Sirius, Regulus is 19. He’s not a baby anymore. He’s getting married soon.”

“Nope, nope, nope. Don’t say that. I can’t handle it.”

“Love, you can’t just pretend it’s not happening-”

“Sirius? Remus? What the hell is going on? I got a call from James saying Regulus was stabbed?”

“I think so, Pete. I don’t know for sure because, by the time we got here, both of them were out. If you look in there, they’re both asleep.”

“Ok, so they still think we’re asleep.”

James jumped a little at Regulus’ voice and manuvered himself to sit in the too-small chair. “How did you know I was awake?” He asked quietly, and Regulus smiled and shrugged, bringing one hand to card his fingers through James’ thick curls. “You breathing gets lighter when you’re awake.Besides. We’ve been together for what, five years now? Did you really think I wouldn’t know when you wake up? ”

“Are we sure you’re nineteen?” James asked abruptly, startling a small chuckle from Reg. “What?”

“I mean, you act so much older, and god I really wanna marry you. I know I told you that we should wait until you’re older, even if we got engaged, but-”

“Ah! The love birds are awake!” Peter interrupted, coming into the room and sitting on the foot of Regulus’ bed. Sirius and Remus followed, though Sirius closed his eyes and covered his ears with his hands as he walked into the room, speaking rapid fire Dutch.

“La la la la, dat hoor ik niet, nee, nee, nee. Stop met praten Peter, praat daar niet over.” // La la la la, I won't hear that, nope, nope, nope. Stop talking Peter, don't talk about that.

Remus rolled his eyes, reaching for Sirius’ wrists and pulling them down, kissing his knuckles until Sirius opened his eyes to glare at him. Remus pulled him over to the spare chair to sit near the bed. James got out of his chair, sitting next to Regulus and swinging his feet over the bed so he could bring an arm around Reg’s shoulder, meaning his head to rest on top of Regulus’. He laced their fingers together again, resting on his lap. Sirius pointedly looked away, instead sitting in Remus’ lap and asking a question.

“So, oh dearest brother of mine, how, exactly, did you get stabbed?”

James groaned and used his free hand to cover Regulus’ mouth before he could speak. “Apparently, he didn’t get stabbed,” then continued in a mocking tone despite the muffled noise Regulus made. “‘It’s just a flesh wound, babe, I’ll be fine!’ You got stitches, I don’t care how fucking shallow it is, you got hurt, Regulus, and I-”

He stopped and pulled his hand from Regulus’ mouth, shaking it off. “Did you just lick me?”

Regulus nodded and smirked when James made a disgusted noise. “What, so licking your hand is weird, but you’re perfectly fine with me licking your-”

“Okayyyyy, that’s enough of that!” Sirius put a hand over his mouth, then seemed to remember where it had been and took it off quickly. “Now, what the hell happened?”

Regulus sighed and melted into James’ embrace when he ran his hand through Regulus’ short hair, scratching his scalp lightly. “Not much to say. Snape’s racist and homophobic. Marrying a desi person is enough, but a desi man? He saw the ring and then grabbed my wallet, saw the pictures of us and… I don’t know attacked me? I don’t really remember alot of it, except getting to the house. I- I’m sorry.”

“Don’t apolgize, sweetheart,” James mumbled against his hair, and Regulus nodded. “It’s okay. You’re safe, and I’m never letting you go.”

#jegulus fanfiction #jegulus #starchaser #fanfiction #jegulus fluff #theres some angst #but still fluff #thank you for reading

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koifish86 · 3 years ago

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Hear no evil

Ok, gods its been a while, but now I am free of college course work and can spend more time writing which I'm excited about. So here's 3500 words of me projecting onto Sirius Black being hard of hearing. Tw: mentions of inbreeding, effects of inbreeding and chronic illness

1st September 1971

Sirius Black stumbled into the Great Hall amongst all of the other first years. James Potter, a boy he had met on the train and had become a fast friend of his, stood by his side. The confidence he had exuded before seemed to turn into nervous energy as he practically bounced across the room instead of walking. Professor McGonagall stood in front of the new students with a dusty old pointy hat in one hand and a roll of parchment in her other hand. A name was called out, but the professor was quite far away so he didn’t catch it. Her lips moved again, and the words didn’t travel, if the people behind him would stop chattering perhaps he would hear her.

“Sa… Bul—” was that his name? No, a girl stepped forward instead. She was quickly sorted into Hufflepuff.

“S…us B…” God was that his name he couldn’t make it out. Think, what did she say? His thoughts were interrupted by James nudging his arm and whispering something to him, but all he heard was a sort of shhing sound. Looking up at the professor he noticed she was looking right at him.

“Si… la…” she said again. It sounded like his name, but if he was wrong then he would look like an utter buffoon. Then again no one else was going up, but they might not be able to hear her either. How had everyone heard her so clearly before him? They were probably closer to her. James nudged him again, so he started walking to the stool at the front of the hall and hope he was right. When no one corrected him he continued walking with a little more confidence than before and sat on the stool as the hat was placed on his head.

30th October 1971

The four friends were stuffed under James invisibility cloak trying to set up a prank for Halloween that would cover people in irremovable orange paint. Sirius had thought just putting buckets over doorways and charming them to turn when people walked under them would be funny enough, but Remus said if they charmed all the goblets in the great hall to skirt the paint every time someone tried to drink then it wouldn’t technically be against the rules. He wasn’t sure how that worked, but considering how many times the four had got detention after only two months of being in the school they could use a prank that didn’t land them scrubbing trophies or clearing cobwebs in unused classrooms.

“Ok, soooo how do we do this?” James whispered to the group. Sirius felt lucky that they were all so close together other wise it’d be too quiet to hear them.

“Dammit James” Sirius couldn’t see him, but he would bet money that Remus was rubbing his eyes in mild frustration. Peter who was next to Sirius while James and Remus were behind him started explaining… sort of.

“We have to tickle the pear”

“What does that even mean, Pete?” Sirius whispered back. Various amounts of shhing noises joined the quiet corridor coming from all three of the other boys

“What? I’m whispering same as you” Sirius was slowing getting annoyed.

“Shuddup you’re going to get us caught!” Remus voice travelled to Sirius ears, and he couldn’t hear a difference in the volume, but it didn’t seem worth arguing over now.

“So where are we going?” Sirius spoke up again and James’ hand clamped over his mouth

“Flitch might literally kill us!” he hissed.

“Alright so Sirius don’t say another word and we’re going to the kitchens which is this way” Remus whispered to the group.

Sirius didn’t understand. He was whispering like the other three, so why were they being so… vexatious? The way Remus and told him to shut up hurt a little more than he’d like to admit, but he didn’t say another word all night.

2nd December 1971

The great hall was already filled with students when Sirius walked in. Everyone was shouting over the next person, but it all sort of blurred out into the background. Sirius walked up to his friends and plonked himself beside Remus and faced James opposite him. Remus was carefully pilling food onto his plate, where as Sirius grabbed a croissant and shoved it in his mouth. James snorted and decided to follow his best mates behaviour by skewering a sausage on his fork and biting half of it off the end. A ruckus of laughter followed the motion from the friend group as both Sirius and James tried to one up each other. The line was drawn when Sirius reached for a slice of toast on Remus’ plate.

“Not my food you menace, get your own! Ast” Remus was known for slipping Welsh into a conversation every now and then. Most of the time it was to call one of the three a rude word he couldn’t say in front of McGonagall.

“Oh, come on Remus you’re ruining our fun” Sirius barked up with a smile

“huh?” Remus responded

“What?” ok that was confusing. What had happened?

“Sirius you gotta yell to be heard over all this noise” Remus’ voice had a teasing undertone which sent Sirius into a state of more confusion. He was yelling, right? He’d been matching the energy in the room and speaking like Remus was to him.

“I said you’re ruining our fun” Sirius said a little louder

“What?” ok now he was just poking fun, there was no way he didn’t hear that. Why would he say this? It was just frustrating and made everything awkward when this happened. People often said Sirius was too loud or too quiet and it never made any sense. He was speaking the same volume.

“Stop ruining our fun!” it would’ve been funny as a one-time thing, but it just seemed to go on forever. I mean they did it all the time. He was so frustrated with his friends, so he walked out and decided that maybe going to class early today wasn’t a bad idea.

7th January 1972

The four friends had been back at Hogwarts for a few days since the Christmas holidays ended and already the workload was killing them. Sirius and Peter sat together in Flitwick’s class while Remus and James were sat on the other side of the room. It was Friday and the last lesson of the day, all Sirius had to do was get through the next hour. Seemed easy enough.

Despite being quite near to the front of the classroom the short professors voice didn’t travel very far so it was hard to keep up with everything he was saying.

“ague-ti …. Water ch-. Useful when- and can be” What the actual fuck was he saying? A few words seemed to travel back to his ears but nothing of importance reached him.

“Mr Bl- tell me the- for the … ter charm.” Despite being so quite the annoying high pitch squeaky voice caught Sirius’ attention.

“What?” was the only response he could think of.

“per- you could pay … Mr ..ck. Detention.” What had he done?! The weaselly little professor was too quiet to hear and somehow that warranted Sirius getting a detention! Often Sirius could understand why he got detention. Mouthing off or another one of their stupid pranks but this time he could not comprehend what he’d done wrong. How was he supposed to know what the professor had said? It was totally and completely unfair. With his brows furrowed and his bottom lip pressed into what can only be described as a pout Sirius let out an annoyed huff through his nose, curled his hand around his quill and gritted his teeth in an attempt to get through the lesson. Glaring daggers into anything that crossed his line of sight was shortly added to that list. Anger seemed to be bubbling just below the surface, very carefully controlled but very easily escapable.

The end of the class finally arrived, and everyone filtered out pretty quickly. James and Remus were waiting outside when Peter and himself started walking with them to the next class.

“It’s ridiculous!” Sirius started to complain “Why the fuck did I get a detention? It’s not like anyone else can hear him, the mousy little twat!”

“Sirius!” James was always abashed when Sirius disrespected someone older than him, despite being a troublesome prankster James Potter was always one for respecting his elders.

“What? I didn’t do anything wrong!” Sirius yelled down the hallway

“Well, you weren’t exactly listening” Peter said almost nonchalantly

“How can I?! He sounds like one of Remus’ broken records! No one can hear him!” Sirius was getting more and more frustrated by the fact that his friends weren’t defending him.

“Sirius? What the fuck are you talking about?” Remus looked at him as if he was a confusing question on an exam. Merlin, were they still trying to make him feel crazy?

“This isn’t funny anymore” he said in a voice that was considerably quieter than a second ago, but still with the same amount of annoyance laced into it.

“What the fuck do you mean?! We aren’t trying to be funny you’re the only one that can’t hear him Sirius.” Remus’ voice was calm and collected which was odd. Whenever anyone had accused Remus of something in the passed few months he got snappy and sarcastic. You’d have thought the calm voice would have calmed Sirius in turn however it did the exact opposite.

“Eurgh just fuck off!” he didn’t give them a chance to respond, just shouldered James aside to get through.

22nd January 1972

It had been just over two weeks since the incident with Flitwick and Sirius hadn’t had much opportunity to talk to his friends. About three days into giving them all the silent treatment he caved and talked to James mostly because one lesson without messing around with his best mate had to be the most tedious times of his life. He most certainly didn’t apologise because he didn’t have anything to apologise for! Peter sort of acted as if nothing happened, he was quite level-headed that way, or just really good at hiding his true feelings. Either way Sirius was glad that he wouldn’t have to deal with another grumpy friend. Remus, however, was difficult. He’d started spending all of his time in the library and it was hard to catch him when he wasn’t in class or sleeping. Even in the great hall he stuffed his face and then bolted as quickly as possible. It had been 15 days to be exact and the most conversing Sirius and Remus had done was asking one of them to pass the butter over breakfast. He wasn’t going to apologise, but he did want his friend back. Maybe he was a bit rude, but he felt so humiliated. He could talk to Remus, but he wasn’t apologising. Even if he was a little bit in the wrong.

Now he just had to find Remus. It was Saturday so they were free of lesson for the weekend. Remus would usually be in the common room reading in the little nook by the window, but he was nowhere in sight, so the library was his best bet. Lily had said he’d been in there whenever she was there so Sirius sauntered out of the portrait hole. He started thinking, thinking of what to say, where Remus would be in the library, where to go next if he wasn’t there, what Remus would say back to him. One step in front of the other thinking, thinking, thinking. Sirius was watching his feet move faster and faster on the flagstones, watching as one foot went in between the cracks and how the next foot landed directly on the crack. He watched it happen over and over again, his body dragging him through the halls almost on instinct when his face collided into something. Well, more like someone. The boy looked up through his strands of hair that had fallen in his face to see none other than Remus Lupin holding his hand to his forehead slightly pushing his brownish curls away from his eyes.

“For fuck sake! Sirius you ever look where you’re going? Anyway, doesn’t matter I was looking for you come on!” Before he could respond Remus had grabbed his wrist and pulled him into the library, Sirius had had a growth spurt over Christmas, so he stood an inch or so taller then the mousy haired boy. The height difference wasn’t dramatic, but it did make it a bit more difficult for the shorter lanky boy to drag him in to the library. They passed several bookshelves until they reached the back corner of the back corner. Stacks of books were towered onto the table, with about 5 different scrolls of notes with Remus’ messy scrawl. A few larger books were strewn open across the centre of the table, it looked like Remus had taken up the table to himself. Sirius didn’t know where to start or what question to ask first so he settled for a quizzical look.

“Come here look” Remus looked a bit frantic moving around the piles of books and shoving aside different scrolls to reach an old leather-bound book. It was placed carefully in front of Sirius; the page was slightly crumbled around the edges, and they were yellowing like most of the books in the library. However, this book didn’t look like it could be used as a doorstop, it was rather small. Well for a book in the Hogwarts library it was small to be fair it was a regular sized book instead of one that could squash a whole ants nest.

“What am I looking at?” the eye roll from Remus was practically audible.

“It’s a spell. It was used by solider almost 5 centuries ago when they were spying on other armies and finding out their tactics. It’s actually brilliant, the spell got lost in history because they didn’t want everyone finding out about it, so it was only recorded a few times. It’s a harmless spell just enhances your hearing and wears of after a few hours, but look I found it!” Sirius took a second to look over at Remus his jumper was haphazardly thrown on this morning and looked a little crumpled. The usually brown curls that hung over his forehead were sticking up in all different directions like a mimic of James. The dark circles under his eyes were more prominent and Sirius kicked himself for not noticing that before today.

“and why were you looking for it?” There was another eyeroll. Sure, it sounded like an interesting spell, but he couldn’t think of how to use it for a good prank so what was the use.

“Ok look at this” a heftier book was dragged over, and Sirius started reading.

Effects of inbreeding on the body and mind

Various families have started to marry their own cousins to keep the blood pure. While this helps to keep pureblood families intact it can have a negative affect on any child that comes of the marriage. This tactic of marrying relatives such as cousin and even siblings was first used within royal families so no one would have to marry beneath their station. This however, caused some issues and why we haven’t seen many monarchs live their lives as fully as others.

“You have go to be kidding me?!” Sirius rounded on his friend quicker than a bludger.

“Look! All I’m saying is that inbreeding-“

“Messed me up?” Sirius face looked a bit funny, like there were so many emotions going through him he couldn’t pick which one to present.

“You’re not messed up, I just noticed that you were struggling to hear things and I wanted to help”

“My hearings fine! Y’know this prank of yours is going a bit far don’t you think? Hmm? Like I don’t know my families crazy I need my best mate going and …” he trailed off not sure how to finish his train of thought.

“I don’t know what prank you thought I was playing but you know that you’ve had problems hearing. The sorting you couldn’t hear McGonagall say your name, in a bunch of lessons you say you don’t listen, but I see you, you try so hard. Just let me help you, please. I’ve found a few different solutions and I’m sorry for bringing your family into it.” Remus’ rambling came to an abrupt halt.

“You noticed all those?” all the anger had dissipated from the taller boys body as his expression softened. Remus, however, looked surprised and bewildered at eh question.

“Yeah you’re one of my best friends. Now are you going to let all this research go to waste because I haven’t handed in any homework in for 2 weeks.” A hearty laugh left Sirius chest and clearly it was contagious, and Remus’ soft laugh also filled the space between them. When they had both gained a sense of composure again Sirius spoke up.

“Yeah ok let’s experiment some old spells” The cocky grin had returned to his face as the dark-haired boy sat on a rickety old chair with his legs tucked under himself.

Here is the rest of the book with some history on inbreeding in the royal family:

If we look at previous monarchs we can see that several of them had varying diseases and deformities. For example, King Charles II could barely speak or eat. He was a part of the Habsburgs line which was known for having an oversized jawline and large tongue which made matters such as eating and speaking clearly harder for this royal line. Due to the severity of this inbreeding, he was unable to procreate despite being married twice and he died quite young even for the 1700’s. At 39 he left behind a thrown with no heir ending the Habsburg rule in Spain.

Joanna of Castile, Catherine of Aragon’s older sister was from the house of Trastamara. Her parents king Ferdinand and Queen Isabella were second cousins and their family had been partaking in cousin marriages for centuries. This long line of inbreeding could have been the reason Catherine couldn’t bear children. Joanna was married into the Habsburg line at 16 to the son of the Holy Roman Emperor. Philip the Handsome was also a product of inbreeding and was known for having several mistresses. Despite all of this Joanna had fallen in love. Throughout her reign she had several mental breakdown and became frustrated with Philips behaviour towards her, this led to her stabbing one of his mistresses in the face. When he died unexpectedly she slept beside his corpse every night. She is remembered as Juana la Loca (Joanna the Crazy).

Ferdinand I of Austria, a descendant of Joanna of Castile, was born to double first cousins Emperor Franz II and Marie-Therese. Due to this Ferdinand was born with hydrocephaly, this condition was also common to the Habsburgs, this condition causes pressure on the sensitive tissue and leads to brain damage. He also had the famous Habsburg jaw and epilepsy, despite this the King insisted that the line be carried on to the heir and carry on the bloodline. His disabilities stopped him from directly controlling matters of state, these responsibilities were kept by a mastery of counsellors and regents. One of his favourite activities was to sit in a basket and roll around on the floor. He held the thrown for 18 years until he abdicated to his nephew Francis Joseph. Despite all of the problems inbreeding caused him Ferdinand lived to be 82, 27 years after he abdicated the throne.

Queen Victoria’s genes went all of over Europe, her daughter, Princesses Alice, was the mother of Tsarina Alexandra Romanov, the last Tsarina of Russia; grandmother of the last Viceroy of India and great-grandmother of the Duke of Edinburgh. All of Queen Victoria’s children were inbred as her besotted husband, Prince Albert, was her first cousin. She had the blood clotting disorder hemophilia, which was passed to all her children and then went all across European royalty. While the Queen herself didn’t suffer much from the disease one of her children and five of her grandchildren died due to complications because of the disease. This disease is caused by both parents having the recessive gene for it, both Queen Victoria and Prince Albert had to have hemophilia for it to be passed onto their children. For such a rare and recessive disease to be strongly present in cousins, there is speculation that the queen herself may have been the product of inbreeding and whether or not her biological father was actually Edward, the Duke of Kent. Hemophilia has become known as the ‘royal disease due to the reach Queen Victoria had with her blood line.

#sirius black #remus lupin #remus is a good friend #james potter #peter pettigrew #the marauders

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bxngthedoldrums · 4 years ago

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a comprehensive timeline of the best/most tragic lines about mikey way, written by pete wentz on his social media from the mid-2000s pt 1

aka geminis deserve to be punished aka it's finals week and i'm losing grip on reality aka thinking about petekey in 2020 is a crime

[june 28th 2005]

"i love high fives again. totally back in love."

[july 4th 2005]

"hot and miserable but totally in love"

[july 4th 2005]

"i love summer. i am loving this and you and everything. you can't miss me, baby boy, we're doing big things."

[july 12th 2005]

"i only keep myself this sick in the head cause i know how you get off on thse words. baby, ive got it bad for you."

[july 15th 2005]

"think about someone elses hand clumsily on your belt in the dark."

[july 19th 2005]

"wrote you a goodbye note (you just wrote me off) on your arm when you passed out. bestfriends, exfriends- better off as lovers not the other way around." // "the way you hold a cigarette cause you don’t know what to do with your hands when we are sitting this close. the way the waists of pants feel better at the ankles. the way you always were my best excuse for calling in sick on everyone else. i miss you."

[july 21st 2005]

"how else can you have a monster fall in love with a boy with no heart? actually i’m pretty sure you have a heart, but i’m just as certain it’ll never be mine. i can tell you’re willing to be loved somewhere on the inside but that doesn’t do me any good" // "i’m just loose words hanging on the ends of your lips, even looser when i’m anywhere near your hips. poetry written from blistered fingertips and sleep deprived eyes that was better before the ink dried. He said, “I should have stayed with her,” and I should have stayed away." // i don’t tell you my insecurities so you can use them against me, but help me get over them. instead you said and did the worst thing you could do. worse than cheating to me"

[july 24th 2005]

"Sometimes when you're feeling this blue the right smile can save you."

[september 4th 2020]

"you imagine yourself moving deep into the summer and disappearing, and for me it was always with you." // "wake me up. baby boy, you’re gonna be okay. hearts between our knees sticking to the summer sheets." // "your love would be hell but it’s just not hot enough baby."

[september 6th 2005]

"the reason we never told anyone is because we knew the world would ruin it. and at the end of the day it did." // "and you were my home. it didn’t matter what was said when our heads were on the sides of the pillows." // "it so hard to find someone who likes me for me and not because i am pete from fall out boy. and i found them. and then watched it fade. dear world, fuck you."

[november 23rd 2005]

"i said i’d be fine if you gave me a little note or a call once and a while, once a day even, just something to keep hanging onto, but you can’t even do that so yeah… i don’t know."

[december 22nd 2005]

"I love how I thought this was all over and I have to face the same two months replayed for the rest of my life. my head and heart are beating the shit out of me trying to see what hurts worse. kinda like us." // summer wasn’t hot enough but i had hoped winter was gonna be the coolest. i obviously thought wrong. you and me are the last hot day in summer. we’re just fading before the fall."

[february 19th 2006]

"i am in the lobby of a hotel in new york city waiting for something that isn’t ever going to happen."

[may 2006]

"focus on love below the waist. they say your head can be a prison- consider this a conjugal visit."

[june 5th 2006]

"i just wanted to say i miss you or im sorry or you know something that would have meant something to you. i would have made it poetic and memorable or at least something you could laugh at while drifting off to sleep."

[july 7th 2006]

"your eyes were always rolling but youd tilt your head so they were somehow always still stuck on me." // "when i met you i gave you a name- not your own- but in my head so i wouldnt ever mix you up with anyone so ordinary." // "ill see you in the spring. first pew on the left. wear your white veil and dont forget the words. warped tour. sun drenched days. bestfriends."

PART 2

#petekey #tumblr cut me off so i gotta do a pt2 #anyway...SUFFER W ME !!!!!!!#some of these fucken HURTED reading again

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I am sure many of you have already read this one but here are some parts from Ash Alexander’s Queen journey for those who haven’t!

“...At some point in early At some point in early 1983 on a visit to Jacky at the QFC, John Deacon wondered into the office. He came into the basement office and said hello as Jacky introduced me, sat down and spent a little time reading through press clippings. He could easily have slipped away back upstairs, but the fact that he stayed was a nice touch.

Another fan club letter arrived with good news. In Another fan club letter arrived with good news. In November 1983, fan club members were invited to help in a video for the new single 'Radio Ga Ga' at Shepperton Studios. Again, my Mum stepped up and drove me down for the day. I took the day off school and had just turned 14. We arrived at the studio and were ushered into a huge hanger where we were kitted out with white body suits and then sprayed with a light grey stripe on each arm - even now I’m not sure what the spray paint was for as you can’t see it in the video. When we had all been prepared, we were taken into an adjoining hanger and were greeted by the band and an initial play through of the song. The rest of the day was spent clapping as you’ll see in the video. I wound up in the front row, opposite Brian. If you look closely and you know what you’re looking for, you can see me!

In between takes, I approached John Deacon who was surprisingly on his own. I remember trying to remain calm as I approached him. I didn’t mention our brief meeting, I asked him how to get a job in recording studios and that I was interested in pursuing a career as a sound engineer. He was really helpful and took time to explain the usual route.

On 22, March 1984 at Limehouse Studios in London’s docklands, the video for ‘I Want To Break Free’ was filmed, again with the help of fan club members. I went along with my brother Andrew. The set was a big dark staircase that we all stood on. We were given black bodysuits this time that were sprouted with hello paint on the arms. We also wore a hard hat with a head lamp attached to it. The band were set in the middle of us all. After all the filming, we returned to the main building where we said hello to Roger. He’d come out to say thanks. Later, waiting for a cab down in reception, Freddie glided down the staircase and past us with his entourage. I remember wanting to get up and say thanks, but the opportunity was missed.

...20th April 1992. My friend Chesney Hawkes was managed by Trinifold. They also managed The Who. He invited me along to the Freddie Mercury Tribute gig at Wembley. Roger Daltry was appearing and Ches had a spare ticket. He only had one backstage pass though. This was overcome by him befriending the chap on the security door. Ches came out to meet me with his pass. He returned on his own and got in. I confidently flashed my pass and entered the Hard Rock tented area. Ches beckoned me over from the other side of the room. He was signing autographs for a lady, her two children and an older lady was with them. He introduce me to them saying I was a huge Queen fan. ‘This is Freddie’s mother' he whispered to me. I remember saying to her that I wish we’d met under different circumstances and how deeply sorry I was about her loss and how incredibly proud she should be. I often wonder about her.

...In Spring 1993, I was in front office. It was well after midnight and I’d left a s session for a little break. As usual, I took a look in the studio diary to see what was coming up. I flicked through the weeks and came upon an booking entry “Studio 3 - QUEEN” for 2 weeks that was pencilled in. There was no further info than that. I put my initials next to the booking thinking there would be a rational explanation as to what the booking really was. I soon found myself on a 2 week session with Queen.My diary from 1993 is lost, so I have only a mental note as to when & what songs were touched upon at this initial stage of 'Made In Heaven'. We started taking delivery of various multitrack tapes on varied formats. These were then transferred to digital 48 track tapes for future work. Roger & John were alone on these sessions as Brian was touring in Japan. I remember Roger being rather dismissive of Brian being unavailable, much like a brother sledging his sibling would do, with a slightly jealous edge but genuine at the same time.

...Over the 2 week session, Roger would suggest we went out for dinner. We had 3 or 4 meals out at a local Italian restaurant. Even now I laugh at jumping into the back of Roger’s Merc and the four of us driving down Abbey Road to the restaurant. It was owned by an Italian lady that would force you to smell her ‘wonderful mushrooms’ from a jar, which she made Roger do. On our initial meal she told Roger he looked familiar. ‘I know you’, she said. ‘Where have I seen you before?’ ‘Well, I’m in a band and we’ve been on TV before.’ Roger replied. John seemed calm with his lack of recognition. ‘What group do you play for?’ she asked. ‘I’m the drummer in a rock n roll band called Queen’ he replied. ‘No - I don’t hear of this band’ …We finished our food and the bill was called for. It showed up. John took it and asked Roger if he should use the Queen card to pay for it or his own card.

Roger’s drum kit arriving half way through the first week of sessions was a surprise for Noel Harris (the engineer) & me. We expected the sessions to be playing back tapes and working through the various formats to find possible material to be worked on at a later date. Noel was unfamiliar with the room in studio 3 and asked my opinion where to set the kit up and what microphones I would use. Eventually he left me to it. The kit was positioned and I mic’d it up that evening. John had his red Fender bass DI’d (no amp was used) and sat with us in the control room. I doubt these recordings made it through to the final mixes, it’s nice to think that they did.

...Tuesday 5th September

During the afternoon Brian’s guitar and a Vox AC30 appeared in the studio, brought in by Pete Malandrone. We were to do guitar overdubs on ‘You Don't Fool Me’. David asked me to put two Shure 421 microphones pointing into the back of the speaker cabinet. We did have two SM57’s on the front but these weren’t used in the recording.

I had to do a recall of the mix, which meant noting all of the studio outboard settings so we could get back to the mix and finish it off.

We had a technical problem with the Sony 3348 tape machine and eventually had it swapped for a new one. Brian clearly wasn’t aware we weren’t ready for him. I was half way through telling him and Jim Beach jumped in and finished off my explanation. Brian got really cross with him and slammed an empty coffee mug down on the studio table. Later Brian was so apologetic for his outburst. He must have told Jim he was sorry 4 times. As I type this I note it was Freddie’s birthday.

Brian slipped on his guitar that was linked to his amp with one lead. No pedals. His sound was instant and we were soon ready to record. He stood in front of the console in the control facing David & me.

Brian had an idea of what he wanted to play. The guitar riff had already been recorded. The solo guitar is what was added. Brian used a scrap of paper that he drew a map of dots on. Not like musical notation but his own short hand. It reminded me of being at the 'Radio Ga Ga' video shoot 13 years earlier. I was the same distance from Brian as I was then, but the scenario was beyond my imagination.

...Friday 8th September

Day Off - I may have met Pete Malandron at the Sun Inn in Barnes this afternoon. The QIFC was based round the corner at the time & Brian had a house there too, although I'm not sure he lived there at the time. I was with a friend and Pete joined us in the pub. He sat near the window and kept looking out of it. I asked what he was looking at and he replied "I always get worried when I'm out with Brian's guitar. It's in the boot of the car you see." He stayed for one drink and decided it was time to leave.

...One of the evenings of this second week, George Michael came to visit. There was a strong possibility that he would sing on one of the songs. Roger, John, Brian, David, George & I sat chatting in the control room. One of the conversations moved onto the Beatles and their current 'best of' release. I think Brian suggested that it was a bad idea releasing all their old material and I piped up that the fans would buy it regardless, much like the scenario Queen were about to face with the imminent release of the album. There was a deathly hush as I realised what I was saying. I wasn’t being at all derogatory. I was helped out of the hole I was digging by George who agreed with me and we moved on. No one actually spoke about doing a vocal. After George left the studio that evening, Roger was clear that he wasn’t keen on the idea.After looking through the Vintage Car garage across the road from the studio one afternoon, Roger saw a black Cadillack convertible that he quite liked. The following morning he came into the studio and said ‘Don’t tell Jim, but I bought the car.’ It was £80, 000.

Brian asked me if had been involved in the Abbey Road Sessions. Perhaps he’d seen my name on the tape boxes. I said that I was. Immediately he made a phone call. I didn’t hear all that he said, but I knew it was about a special thanks on the album credits. The following morning, after the artwork had been finalised, Roger came in and said ‘morning Aardvark’. Because the special thanks were alphabetic, I was on top of the list. It wasn’t until I bought a copy of the album and saw my name on it that I finally took on board that I had actually achieved one of my dreams.”

#queen #queen band #roger taylor #brian may #john deacon

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The Freedom of Expression, radio version - Ep 41, July 2016 - Underwater band Aquasonic, Tracking a spouse with GPS, Ichiro beats Pete Rose's world record.

Kaoru starts by commenting about how close he came to not being able to play Utafumi on the last show. He thinks Hiranabe was talking so much on purpose. He then asks listeners to contact the show as usual, and reminds them of the ongoing new jingle campaign. He will play some more entries on the show once he has a few more gathered up.

Kaoru's first topic is about a 5-piece band from Denmark named Aquasonic, who perform music entirely submerged in water tanks. They have specially designed instruments, and use no oxygen tanks, but come up for breath at timed intervals during the performance. Kaoru thinks this band is cool. Joe says the sound that they produce is very mysterious, and Kaoru agrees. He is pretty perplexed as to the types of instruments and methods the band uses. Joe comments that when we usually hear music, it comes via vibrations in the air, but with this we are hearing the sound vibrate through water. Rather than the freedom of expression, this is more like seeing the possibility of expression increase. It may be possible to produce sounds in this way that human ears have never heard before. Watching the video of the band's performance, Kaoru felt an entirely new sensation, and felt inspired in regards to the possibilities that are out there. Joe mentions that he recently interviewed a musical saw player on his other radio show, who claimed that when he played his music in the mountains, the bugs and birds sang out in unison with him. Joe thinks that in this age of everything digital, there is a whole world of discovery waiting to be unlocked in the natural world. Kaoru mentions that playing underwater could also be different if done in the sea, due to the effect of the waves etc. The vibrations in the sea would be different from in a water tank. Joe thinks that although this idea comes with a certain physical danger (being submerged underwater), its great if something that has been overlooked for so long could give new creative ideas. Maybe he is a bit of a romanticist. Kaoru repeats that he finds this idea quite fascinating, and Joe suggests using underwater music as this show's bgm. Kaoru replies, no, this is not possible.

Tasai joins them next for the Tokyo Sports corner. He congratulates Kaoru on the public revelation of the new single.

His first news story is about the comedian/impressionist Kintalo, who gave some marriage advice to her newly married friend, Yashiro Yu. The advice was, 'Don't track your husband with GPS'. The reason for this is that Kintalo herself had used GPS to track her own husband 24/7, and it had soured thier relationship. Joe is not surprised that it affected thier marriage. Tasai questions the idea of a woman wanting to spy on a man who she likes 24/7. Kaoru says it works both ways though, it would be just as bad for a man to spy on a woman. He also says this type of thing infringes on the relationship of trust between close people.

Kami then joins the conversation to say that he agrees with using GPS to track a spouse. Joe and Kaoru disagreeing with the idea makes them look like they are guilty of something. Kaoru says even if he is not guilty of anything, he just doesn't want anyone to know if he's been to the amusement park, and rode on the roller coaster or that type of thing. Kami insists that there are so many deceptive people out there, its definitely better to track them. Joe asks Kami how he would feel if he was tracked with GPS by a girlfriend. Kami says he would be completely happy with that. He isn't like Joe. Joe says its not really the GPS thats the problem, its just not a nice feeling when someone doubts you. Kami says there is nothing about him that would get him into trouble if discovered, so Joe asks in that case, why does he use that weird voice? Kami gets angry and accuses Joe of discrimination. This is his natural voice! Kaoru suggests that Kami, being a god, ought to know the whereabouts of everyone anyway, even without gps. Kami says he does, and that is why he's happy to wear a gps device himself. Joe asks Kami if he can see what Hiranabe is doing right now. Kami says he can, he is out drinking. Tasai confirms that this is true. Kami then repeats his assertion that anyone who refused to be tracked with gps must be harbouring some kind of guilt. Tasai admits he wouldn't like to be tracked skipping work or something, and says that everyone has little things to be guilty about in this way. Joe aks Kami if he's never skipped work on his night-shift. After a very brief, but telling pause, Kami says he has never skipped work. The others get the feeling that he probably has. Before leaving, Kami comments on how short the new song Utafumi was, and Kaoru has to remind him that this was the promotional edit. version.

Tasai's next story relates to baseball, specifically that Ichiro has overtaken Pete Rose's world record of 4256 hits. This is a total of his combined hits from in Japan and the USA, which causes some people not to recognize the record. Pete Rose himself does not recognize it, comparing hits in Japan to high school hits. On the other hand, some point out that fewer games are played in Japan than in the states, which makes Ichiro's tally all the more impressive. Kaoru says that record or not, there are always gonna be people who are stingy about this kind of thing. Tasai says that even Japanese comedian Ariyoshi had half-jokingly called Rose a piece of trash over this issue. Kaoru states that a record is still a record, to which Tasai responds that Ichiro could claim the world record and Rose could claim the major league record.

Kami then appears again to suggest that Ariyoshi's use of the word 'trash' (クズ/kuzu) could be a play on words with the food 'kuzu' (*I think*). Joe aks Kami if has any records of his own. Kami says his record is that he has never skipped work, and never been late for work. The others are not that impressed with this. Kami ends up calling them all 'trash' too.

To close the show, Kaoru plugs the release of Utafumi, and the upcoming DSS tour. He mentions they will play at Nakano Sun Plaza for the last time during this tour, as the venue is due to close. They will also play new music other than Utafumi on the tour. They may even play some of the songs that were rejected from the new album. Next he mentions that a 'Best of' album is in the works for the following year, reminds listeners of the new jingle campaign, and plugs his blog. He says his blog is due to feature a guest for the first time, namely LM.C's Aiji. Joe asks Kaoru if he has any summer vacation plans before the next tour starts in September. Kaoru says he will only be in Tokyo working on new music, so maybe they could think of something special to do for this show. Kami appears once again to tell them to wear a gps device if they make any plans. Joe suggests Kami must be late for his night shift by now, but Kami says he has taken the day off. Also that Dir en grey shouldn't worry about being tracked with gps because they surely have nothing to hide. Kaoru says he prefers to remain a little mysterious. They finish by repeating thier desire to make some kind of summer plan for the show. Kami will have to take time off to avoid being late for work, which is the exact opposite of Hiranabe who is unapologetically late for everything.

Songs - Dir en grey/Utafumi, Snot/Joy Ride.

#dir en grey #the freedom of expression #radio

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This interview was the cover story for the 17th issue of Jaded In Chicago. It was conducted in September of 2004, several weeks prior to the release of American Idiot. It was a fitting end to the fanzine that was named after the band, as “Jaded In Chicago” references Green Day’s 1994 MTV concert special. To come full circle by interviewing the band that inspired the zine’s moniker was somewhat surreal.

With the release of American Idiot, Green Day has transcended punk rock. By crafting the first punk rock opera and fashioning what is likely the first tasteful concept album of the new millennium, they’ve provided pop punk bands everywhere with a blueprint for how to mature gracefully. Additionally, as much as American Idiot is about innovation, it’s also a return to the fundamentals of punk rock. The album sears with dissent, takes aim between the eyes of the Bush administration and contains a dangerous sense of unpredictability. It’s been ten years since Green Day was the most popular band in the world and with any luck American Idiot will allow them to recapture that title in no time. (Interview with drummer Tré Cool).

Bill – Before we talk about American Idiot, I wanted to discuss the infamous “lost” album first. About a year and a half ago, you guys recorded what was to be the follow-up to Warning, but reportedly the master tapes were stolen. What can you tell me about what happened?

Tré – We just knew that if it ever came out, we couldn’t do any of those same songs on the actual record. If somebody puts it out, like crappier versions of the songs, it’s going to totally ruin it. Plus, it happened right around the same time that Billie wrote the song “American Idiot” and most of “Holiday.” We were in the middle of working on those songs, so we just decided not to look back and we kept going forward.

Bill – I’ve read that you feel American Idiot is “maximum Green Day.” Why exactly do you feel this way?

Tré – Well, because we’re firing on all cylinders, ya know? Everything about even just being in the band now feels so right. Everything from the recording process to the live shows to our ambitions. This might sound kind of dumb, but even the clothes we’re wearing during photo shoots. It’s more together like a band.

Bill – People are certainly expecting this record to be political, but I think they’re going to be surprised when they hear how you really go for the throat with some of the lyrics. Examples of this would of course be the title track and also the breakdown section of “Holiday.” What are some of the main reasons why you’re so pissed off with this country?

Tré – It’s more like confused and jaded, if you will, (laughs). The bombardment of bullshit, fake news, like Fox News and CNN. All the reality-based shit that’s on television, stuff like Fear Factor that the government is using to keep everybody like good little sheep and not asking too many questions. It’s like how if a cop hears you use the word “terror” it basically means he can take any normal American citizen’s rights away from them. A cop can do that at his or her discretion if they think you might be a terrorist or whatnot. The whole Patriot Act. It’s like do we actually have any rights after all? We don’t have the right to a proper election, we already found that out. The fabric of our government right now is basically just made out of one hundred dollar bills that are drenched in oil. As far as this upcoming election goes, I know that John Kerry is extremely conservative and he’s nowhere near the liberal we need in the White House to clean up the mess. However, he’s not George Bush. Kerry’s money is in ketchup. Bush’s money is in oil and blood. I’d choose ketchup over that, (laughs).

Bill – How do you hope people react to these songs?

Tré – I hope they can look past the strong language and go into the meaning of it. I hope they realize there’s a bit of sarcasm. I hope they don’t feel that we’re telling them what to do. We’re just sort of pointing the fingers at ourselves, saying like “I don’t want to be an American idiot or I don’t want to be a part of this bullshit.”

Bill – Talk about the character called “Jesus of Suburbia.” What sort of journey does he embark on throughout these songs and what made you choose this type of format for your songwriting?

Tré – The album is sort of like a timeline of his life. Depending on where you’re at with your life, you probably fit somewhere on that timeline yourself. Whether it’s the “Holiday” party stage, or the “Give Me Novacaine” drug stage or the “Extraordinary Girl” being in love stage; all these different stages in life show that what paths you choose will inevitably lead you somewhere. It’s not necessarily the happiest ending in the world, but it’s pretty realistic.

Bill – Are you at all worried about some of your fans possibly being alienated by the two nine-minute rock operas found on the album?

Tré – I don’t think they’ll even notice they’re nine-minute songs. They’ll think they’re a bunch of short songs put together. It’s definitely short attention span theater. It’s not like Wilco, where they have a ten-minute song with the same drumbeat and the same chord progression. Not saying anything bad about Wilco, they’re a fine band. They’re great to relax to and drink iced tea to, (laughs). I think we’d get bored doing that. We just sort of get to the point, say what we want to say and move on to the next part of the song. The way the energy flows in the songs is sort of like the way America is now too, just so scattered. There’s a big misrepresentation of how we feel in this bullshit climate right now.

Bill – One of the most important topics you address on this record is the American media. Specifically, how it perpetuates fear amongst the public and does little to question the President’s follow-through on his promises. Do you think the average American is aware of how the wool is being pulled over their eyes?

Tré – No, not at all. Say you see some guy driving down the street with a Bush/Cheney sticker on his Chevy S-10, beat-up truck with a pair of flip-flops hanging off the back. I want to ask him, “Why the fuck are you a Republican? What’s in it for you, dude?” Bush isn’t doing a thing for those people. He’s not helping them get a better truck or put food on the table. He’s not going to give them a tax break. Republicans don’t care about you. They’re not going to try and help you in any way. They just want to use you and get your dead peasants insurance once you’re gone.

Bill – Tell me about the upcoming club dates that you have scheduled where you plan to perform American Idiot in its entirety. Who came up with the idea and what are you looking forward to most about it?

Tré – I’d credit Pete Townshend with the idea. We’ve always admired The Who and their lack of inhibition as far as going for whatever crazy idea they had. As crazy as something like Tommy was when it was just a small idea, compared to what it’s become now, it’s pretty insane. They did A Quick One, where they played that live. That was a quick one, but ours is an hour. Basically, we just want to kick The Who’s ass. I listened to Who’s Next yesterday, which a lot of people are comparing American Idiot to. We totally got them beat. I’ve always aspired to be as good of a drummer as Keith Moon and I think I’ve fuckin’ passed by him on this record.

Bill – Roughly ten years ago, Dookie was released and went on to sell over ten million copies and become one of the most notable albums of the ‘90s. A decade later, I think you’ve constructed in American Idiot what is arguably your strongest record yet. Is there anything specific that you hope American Idiot accomplishes?

Tré – Yeah, I think it’s about time that people think of Green Day in a different light. We’re not snot-nosed kids anymore, we’re men now. I want people to think of us more as one of the mainstay supergroups of today. I’m not asking for too much, (laughs). We’re superheroes in our own minds. We think we’re really cool, why doesn’t everybody else?

Bill – What was the weirdest thing about being the biggest band in America in 1994?

Tré – I don’t think we really had time to enjoy it when it was happening. We were just trying to pay our rent and be able to make records for the rest of our lives. We didn’t know anything like that was ever going to happen. It sort of freaked us out a bit, but at the same time I was kind of busy just moving and doing it. We didn’t have time to look back since we were doing so much. By the time we had taken a break to make Insomniac it was like, “Do you guys know what you just did?” We were like, “Oh…shit.”

Bill – Earlier this year, Thick Records released the Out of Focus DVD, which featured live Green Day footage circa 1992. What are some of your favorite memories from playing at McGregor’s in Elmhurst, Illinois?

Tré – Demetri. Demetri was this male stripper that came onstage for some girl’s birthday at McGregor’s one night. They had her sit in this chair and the stripper did his thing for her. It was fuckin’ hilarious. In the middle of our show too. We took a timeout and let her get her strip on. I think that was the last time we played McGregor’s actually. I remember seeing State Street and I remember taking acid in Chicago. I remember going to the lake and wondering why all the fish were dead. I was inside Buckingham Fountain too. It was real hot out and I got in there during the Blues Fest. There were like a million people down there, but just one in the fountain. Of course this cop was like, “Get the fuck out of there! What are you thinking?” I was like, “I don’t know. I’m fried, dude.”

Bill – Do you have any comments regarding the rumors connecting members of Green Day to the mysterious band known as The Network?

Tré – The only connection is that their record was on Adeline, which is a label run by Billie Joe’s wife. That’s a few degrees of separation if you ask me. I think they’re getting a lot of mileage out of telling people they’re Green Day or pretending to be Green Day. The Network is not Green Day. Bastards.

Bill – Growing up I know that bands like the Ramones and The Who were very influential for you. What’s it like to now be one of the biggest influences on an entire generation of punk bands?

Tré – It’s kind of wild. Especially when younger bands meet you and they’re all nervous and stuff. You sort of get a little paternal with it, like “Ah…my children.” I feel like Michael Landon from Little House on the Prairie.

Bill – What has been the hardest part about achieving all the success you’ve attained?

Tré – I think you can pretty much choose what you want to deal with. You can choose for it to be difficult or you can enjoy it. It’s kind of up to the person.

Bill – After seven albums, what aspects of punk rock are still fresh and exciting to you?

Tré – I like seeing new bands. Bands that aren’t carbon-copied pop punk bands. Bands like Dillinger Four fuckin’ excite me. I think the Rock Against Bush compilation is a pretty damn good CD. There are some older bands on there that are still going strong and some younger bands that are real fresh and exciting too.

Bill – What does the future hold for Green Day?

Tré – I think whatever we put out next has got to be really fuckin’ good. After American Idiot we set the bar so high. It’s kind of like, “Now what are we going to do?”

#i've never heard of this zine before but i guess it ended in 2004 #article #articles #interview #tre cool

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Kakuriyo no Yadomeshi Volume 6 Chapter 1

T/N: I mostly didn’t translate a lot of the names of the ayakashi/youkai, as well as the proper nouns because uhm... They’re basically nouns. It’s like how some translated manga are done. Plus it irks me sometimes when everything just gets transliterated, it kills off the vibe. But that’s just me. Links to references at the end of the post.

Also if you like this translation, you can share the link, reblog, but for pete’s sake DO NOT REPOST ELSEWHERE. I worked hard to finish this thing, it’s not like I just Google-translated this whole sh**..

If you need refreshers on what happened, @kakuriyo-translations already had the previous translations. I’m just contributing to this fandom. Also, as previously mentioned in my other post, the 2 seasons of the anime cover volumes 1-5, so if you need a review just rewatch them all. Volume 6 starts here.

OK, here’s the stuff now.

Volume 6 - I got hired as a novice in an Ayakashi Inn** From the back cover: Autumn has visited the Ayakashi living in Kakuriyo's long-established inn Tenjin-ya. Aoi who was kidnapped by the rival inn Orio-ya, finally ended through her cooking the hardships of, and cleared the curse of the Southern Lands. Returning home victoriously, what awaits this lady are her friends in Tenjin-ya, the warmth, and the everyday busy-ness! While thinking of new souvenir products and preparing and pushing for the Autumn Festival, she reopens her Japanese Restaurant "Yugao". That time, she was invited by Odanna-sama to a fruit orchard date. Surely him always inviting her out never changed, as time after the Orio-ya incident passes her by, is she realizing that she's starting to think that she wants to know more about Odanna-sama...?

From the inside front jacket: Yuuma Midori (Author)A citizen from Fukuoka. Her debut publication published by Alpha Police: Marrying my wife is a dangerous circumstance with a giant demonic beast. Changing her pen-name after that, she published Kakuriyo no Yadomeshi, I married into an Ayakashi Inn. Currently Fujimi Bun-ko's big hit, and is now an illustrated series released by B-s LOG COMICS.

Character introduction page Tenjin-ya: An old-established place in North-eastern Kakuriyo, where Ayakashi dwell. Under the Ogre-god's (Onigami) leadership, many visiting Ayakashi helped it flourish, although sometimes humans make visits too. Odanna-sama: Master of Kakuriyo's Tenjin-ya, an Onigami respected by many Ayakashi. Even though Aoi should be wedded to him, his true intentions are currently unknown, as he watches the lady's speech and behavior. Tsubaki Aoi: College student who was whisked away against her own will in order to pay for her grandfather's debt in Tenjin-ya. Refusing Odanna-sama's marriage proposal, with her talents in cooking she manages her own Japanese restaurant, Yugao.

T/N: The volume title is a pun, it can go like "a new hire gets into an ayakashi inn" or "newly-harvested rice enters the ayakashi inn". No complaints though, but I won't spoil anything lol

Kakuriyo no Yadomeshi Volume 6, Chapter 1: Autumn's Newly-harvested Rice's** Accompaniment P5 "Aoi-san! We're already at our limit!" "Gah, so far, today...." That was in the last days of September in Yugao. I, Tsubaki Aoi, scrunching my face in vexation, took a peep in the refrigerator with hardly any ingredients left. Confronting and attacking the food rations altogether, it seems that they're now all gone. I wonder if in today's opening, will the incoming guests ever cease?

Lately, Yugao's business has been spectacular all over, it has been a very, very busy time. On days when there are so many customers, when the ingredients are all used up midway, the restaurant has to close shop early, and while we're preparing so many ingredients before reopening again, on those days that we have to regulate incoming customers, not many come in and the restaurant becomes bare of people, controlling the number of incoming guests is difficult. I wonder what I'll do if it's just me doing everything inside the restaurant, and I feel like I'm already at my limit... "That matter at Orio-ya, the thing about the ceremony and all the different things have been dramatized and turned upside-down in so many ways, it has become Kakuriyo's hot topic. Aoi-san has become something that livened-up the world, and Ayakashi have been interested and drawn to you, haven't they? Even Yugao has become famous..."

T/N: It's frustrating to translate the term for newly-harvested rice. Coming from a rice-eating culture like Japan and the rest of Asia, it's easy to categorize all stages of rice because there are words that exist for that. Like they say, languages are shaped by the needs of the users. Unfortunately, English has none of those so yeah, from here on end I'll be using the term newly-harvested rice here because to be honest, it tastes a lot better than rice stocked for a long time. That one tastes dry and bland even when cooked, while newly-harvested rice smells fragrant, has a soft texture, and just doesn't taste moldy lol

P6 While on a short break from cleaning up and arranging the place after business hours, Ginji-san and I were eating dried persimmons given to us by a customer as we sat on the counters while sipping tea. "Ginji-san, you were keenly saying that, but I wasn't intending on making a ruckus in Kakuriyo." "Yes, I understand. Ayakashi have been noticing, in their own ways... Thanks to Yugao, our business is booming!" Ginji-san's tired face turned and changed into a very happy one, meanwhile I was getting anxious. As someone who is burdened with a debt I am happy that the restaurant is flourishing, even though the place is getting better overall, there are many hindrances coming out with regards to cooking, and in spite of our efforts, I still feel bad for the customers that come in. Ah, but unrelated to that, this dried persimmon tastes really good. It's center is soft and moist, and sweet, yet a faint aftertaste of the puckery seed still remains, but I love that taste. Even if the people that I hated then are that much, a lot of Grandpa's treasured food makes me yearn for the good old days. "Very soon, Yugao will need to hire new employees, don't you think so?" "New employees? Really? Well, if it's just Ginji-san and I, it's already impossible..." I agreed with Ginji-san's suggestion. Ever since we opened, the two of us had been giving our all. To put it in words, we need someone other than Ginji-san to be designated with a job post. All the more that I think Yugao needs a new staff. "Since it seems that Aoi-san is concentrating on making the dishes, you might want the new staff to bear the task of receiving guests. P7 Would you like to try putting up a "Now Hiring" sign in Tenjin-ya's announcement board?" "I wonder who would come to apply?" What kind of brand-new staff will we hire? "Aoi-sama, you're cruel!" Instantly, from the pendant that contains ogre-fire, popped out Ai-chan. She looks like me, but her cheeks were swelling with annoyance. "Why, you call me your family, and at the same time hire me as your employee! If that's the case, tell me what to do!" "Well now, Ai-chan is very eager to work?" "You haven't spoken to me in a very long time..." Is that so? I tried to recall. When I called Ai-chan out to learn about the basics of cooking, that time she went out and played with Chibi. I think Ai-chan is still an Ayakashi child, and she still haven't got the idea on what it means to be an employee. "But Ai-chan, if you feel sleepy, you can't return to the pendant. Also, on top of that, it would be weird when there's two of us working here at Yugao..." Ginji-san looked at Ai-chan and I. P8 I wonder what he thinks of us having similar faces. "Oh, that, uhm... Aoi-san is most concerned about Ai-chan, and it is that you would want to work, but I think it's surely awkward when there is someone that looks like Aoi-san, won't it?" "Wh.. Why is that...? Young master-sama, I want to work too..." Ai-chan begged earnestly to Ginji-san with her teary eyes. My face tells it all, and Ginji-san also sees that it can turn into a crazy situation, and we stuttered. "Uhm, that's... That is..." Her eyes started swimming in tears. "But we could cause confusion with the customers. They'll think Ai-chan is me, and I am Ai-chan..." "I'm definitely sure that can happen... This is not related to Yugao's business operations, but it's possible that I can swap places with a family who looks like me, but really you are a precious being. With that, won't it be better to hide?" "Really?" "Yes... If my look-alike and I were both working in here, we may have a trump card,but evil people may take advantage of that too. Because of that, Ai-chan who can do things must hide in her favorite place..." Ginji-san glimpsed at teary-eyed Ai-chan who was biting her lower lip like a child and scratching her forehead. P9 "In order for Ai-chan to work in this restaurant, there are two conditions, OK? One, when you're in duty, you can't go to sleep. The other is that you have to change your appearance into someone else's." "Someone else's appearance..." Ai-chan and I huddled and titled our heads. The thing about not sleeping is reasonable and understandable. "About that, how do I change into someone else?" "I'm sorry. That's something that you must learn on your own. Be original, OK?" "O..ri...gi..nal..?" It seems that Ai-chan doesn't understand what that means. "Well, let's see. Let's use Tokihiko-san from Orio-ya as an example.** In the beginning, that person was just made up of many little Youkai flames**, but right now he can't change into anything else, he can only change into the shape he already has. If you change your appearance into someone else, if you change it to look like me, that's a whole different level, but Ai-chan is still a child, I wonder if she can understand?" But Ai-chan yells "I'll do it!" and raises her hand in proclamation. "I'll do my best in making my own appearance!" "Wooooowwww..." Ginji-san and I lightly clapped our hands for Ai-chan who was in high spirits.

T/N: In Volume 3, where Shizuna and Tokihiko meet again, like the episodes before the Orio-ya arc, it was briefly explained that ayakashi are formed from objects, when the consciousness enters the objects and make them sentient. I’ll probably translate that once I finished volumes 6-10, or maybe not. P10 "But because it's sleepy-time, I'll go back to the pendant!" "Whaaat." She immediately returned into ogre-fire, and Ai-chan hid back into the pendant in my bosom. The pendant's flickering light makes it seem like Ai-chan was sleeping and snoozing peacefully inside. "She seems serious, about the whole 'What appearance should I make' thing." "As soon as she wanted to slep, she already entered a new period of growth. In just a short time, I think she's already like an Ayakashi that stays awake late at night... It's because Ayakashi by nature don't sleep that much." "It's not like that, it's just that employes and everyone else just have short sleeping schedules. It's toxic**, it's something I thought of, but it's not really like that..." "No, it's not something like that. It's because Tenjin-ya also considerably receives nice wholesome** citizens of Kakuriyo. And that is why it's always very busy." "What, wait, doesn't that make it mixed**?" Well, whatever, I only sleep 10 minutes everyday, and even though it's a rest day tomorrow, it's not a problem for me. And for sure, when that busy day comes, I'd be very happy to receive Ai-chan's help. Whatever that child's appearance would make, I'll be looking forward to it.

T/N: the original words used were BLACK, WHITE, and GRAY. Black is considered to be the dark side of things aka toxic workplaces, White is the usual nice and wholesome facade, and the Gray was just inserted to complete the pun because in color theory thingy, BLACK+WHITE=GRAY. But that's just me lol You have been warned that this light novel uses a lot of puns P11 "Aoi--- Fooooood---" "Oh, that person's here." That person, is that Yuki-onna. Always, after Yugao's business hours, it's always the same, she always comes, the former Young Mistress but is now the waitress O-ryo. "Now's not a good time, O-ryo. There's none already." "Waaait, again? No rice? Even the rice is gone too?" "Even if I cook the rice, that's just it. Tomorrow is Yugao's rest day, and there aren't any excess ingredients here." "Then as long as there's rice that can be cooked, it's fine. I really love rice. Newly-harvested rice** is the most delicious, isn't it?" If that's the case, then there's nothing else to eat here, Ginji-san and I whispered to each other. But O-ryo just invited herself in the counters, and I had no choice but to stand up and start preparing to cook the rice. Just as O-ryo said, it's already the season of delicious rice. Especially in the land of Ogre's Gate, the rice brand "Onihonoka" is a famous specialty and souvenir, harvested either in the last days of August to the first days of September, polished immediately after harvest and is now back in the market. P12 But, if we use newly-harvested rice here in Yugao, it's distinct grains that contain a lot of moisture can really rake in the positive points. When cooking rice it is common that the little water added will decrease as it cooks, and it tastes all the more better. I wonder if O-ryo can wait for 30 minutes as the rice gets soaked.** "Wait, O-ryo sama!" The next one who came in was that horse chestnut girl, with her signature Tanuki ears and the round, fluffy tail. It was Tenjin-ya's lower-ranking waitress, Kasuga. "We thought we lost the bottle opener at the banquet hall. O-ryo sama, when your duties ended you immediately went to Yugao, and our new-hired waiters and waitresses had to search here and there. I was about to do some deliveries but I had to take charge of our newbies." "Oh, really? Kasuga, why didn't you just remember to let your juniors do it?" "But it's O-ryo sama's fault. All of the juniors and everyone has been doing their best here." "Oh, fine, there, there. Kasuga, you're also giving it your all, OK?" Whether it's because she's tired or she just deemed the answer was acceptable and ran away with it, Kasuga just allowed O-ryo to roughly pat her head. And when the bottle opener that had a bell made out of ice was produced, Kasuga immediately stuck it inside her obi. When the bell chimed, a clear tinkling sound echoed. "Isn't that ice bell lovely?"

T/N: Hot tip, if you're cooking rice, not the instant kind, if you want a less fussy method just soak it for at least 30 minutes before boiling it, it makes it cook faster, especially when the rice is long-grain, brown or colored rice, or the dry grained ones that are better for fried rice because the grains don't stick together. P13 "Yes. I won't give it to you, Kasuga." "I don't have a need for it, and for that reason it's not an important conversation." Kasuga sighed with a dumbfounded expression. In this situation I don't know who's the senior and who's the underling. "Oh, by the way, Young Master-sama, Odanna-sama calls for you." "Wah, is that so, Kasuga-san? Oh, it's probably the matter about the Autumn Festival. Aoi-san, I have to go to the main building for a bit, ok?" "Yes, thank you for your hard work, Ginji-san." Ginji-san's head bobbed as he bowed, and with a quick pace left Yugao. "Kasuga, even today you were asked to do a lot of things here and there, weren't you?" "Yeah, that's true. Everyone was telling me to go here and run over there. Oh well, I'll get used to it somehow." Kasuga meekly and quietly sat beside were O-ryo was sitting. Did this girl also went here to eat some newly-harvested rice? "Aoi--- Is it done? I'm hungry-- Isn't Kakuriyo's pot cooking fast enough?" "Whaaat. Please wait a bit more, O-ryo. Because it's newly-harvested rice, I only had it soaked for a bit." "Ehhh... That's already fine. Whether it gets cooked or not, because I'm hungry." P14 I wanted to choose the best way to cook the newly-harvested rice, so I could relish its delicious taste, but I wonder if I just lost to O-ryo's explanation just like this while the rice was cooking. She seems to be already at the limit of her patience, and she started to violently beat the counters. "Aoi--- Aoi--- Rice! Let me eat rice!" "Hold it there, big woman baby! Stop beating the counters, or else it will fall apart." My table.. Really, O-ryo can really be so selfish... "Yo, is there any grub to eat?" Akatsuki, like the usual routine, came here. O-ryo, Kasuga, and Akatsuki, repeatedly always come here, and were becoming "Give me food, give me food" Ayakashi. "I'm sorry Akatsuki, today there's nothing left. O-ryo said she's fine with just white rice, and that's what I'm cooking right now." "I'm also fine with just rice. Do you have any pickles?" Akatsuki sat beside the counter where Kasuga was, where two people were already sitting at. It has always been like this. "Wherever rice is offered as if for the gods, there's always a line on the counters. One way or another, Ayakashi love rice, don't they?" Finally, the rice on the stove has cooked. Kakuriyo's pots only need five minutes to cook rice, and it's really very convenient. P15 "Akatsuki, you haven't used up your salary and vacation leaves this year, haven't you? You don't have a girlfriend, and you give me the impression that working is your hobby. You're that kind of guy, aren't you?" While doing nothing on an empty stomach, O-ryo started bickering with Akatsuki, who was beyond Kasuga's seat. Even thought it's not nice, O-ryo toys Akatsuki a lot, who was younger than her. Akatsuki's face spells like "Shut up, you're noisy" whenever he's tired after work. "It's better to think about frolicking and having fun, Akatsuki. It's a waste, no matter how much you work, being a guy who looks angry and has no excess time to have some time to have fun." "Stop talking to me already, O-ryo." "Whaaat. How conceited. I'm the senior and you're the junior. I'm older than you and you're younger than me." "And so? You dropped being in the management staff and now you're a waitress. Between being a head clerk and a waitress, I'm higher-ranked." "Arrrghh, this guy is so UN-ADORABLE!" "O-ryo sama, you're noisy!" O-ryo's shrill voice spreads out, and Akatsuki and Kasuga both covered their ears. I opened Yugao's kitchen's refrigerator as I pinched my small ears shut. There wasn't any ingredients left to make side dishes, so I just took the rice out and served it. As I was doing this, I was laughing by myself. Hee hee hee.. "I could hear Aoi-chan letting out a weird laugh." P16 "What meals are she thinking of, at this point?" "Aoi is indeed an Ayakashi that cooks and cooks, isn't she?" Until now, O-ryo, Kasuga and Akatsuki were all whispering and back-biting me. But that's what I felt. After waiting, the newly-harvest rice that we have been waiting for has been cooked. After the boiled rice was done, I opened the lid and a foggy yet aromatic steam was released, and my stomach started to grumble on its own. As I stirred the freshly-cooked rice, I divided it and placed some on the rice tub. Using a wooden rice paddle I tried checking its texture and taste, it was springy, and its sweetness was enjoyable. "OK, there's a lot of rice, so please just eat however you like." In the restaurant's table where the rice tub was placed, in Akatsuki and Kasuga's usual rice bowls, and in O-ryo's favorite and sometimes variable larger bowl, I served them the white rice. I piled a lot of it. Each grain was puffy and glossy, which is due to the rice's freshness. "Yay! Let's eat!" O-ryo speedily and hungrily ate the rice, as she was holding her bowl and chopsticks. Hmph, O-ryo just quieted down right now. "Kasuga, Akatsuki, aren't you two hungry too? Start eating up." P17 "Ehhhrm.... It's hard to eat like O-ryo with just the white rice..." "Aren't there any pickled food, Aoi-chan?" "Tsk, tsk, how about if I place this here?" I placed a jar in between Kasuga and Akatsuki's counters. At first, they just stared at it in bewilderment, but carefully examined the jar's contents. Kasuga seemed to immediately get what it was. "Oh, I know it! It's nametake, enoki mushrooms!" "Yes, I made it from all of the mushrooms collected this Autumn, and I placed a lot of it. I goes great with white rice. I added it to our Autumn's daily specials." As soon as I opened the jar's lid, and scooped the nametake with a wooden spoon, I placed a lot on top of their rice in the two rice bowls. The brown mushrooms were flowing and melting and moist due to being boiled down. Enoki, shimeji, shiitake, these were all seasoned with the mild soy sauce that Ayakashi love. Sugar, mirin, sake and other seasonings were also added as staples, and in my case, there's also a bit of vinegar and some spicy peppers. These were added to give a hint of spiciness and sourness to the mild flavor. To make excellent preserved food, cold tofu, boiled down greens using dashi stock and others can be added and turned into one dish. While the nametake is mixed in with the piping hot rice, Kasuga and Akatsuki heartily wolfed down their food. "Wow... This meal is filling in my empty stomach.." P18 "This is delicious!" The enoki makes a crispy and appetizing sound. O-ryo, who was growing tired of the white rice, and seems to have noticed the nametake that Kasuga and Akatsuki were eating, started staring at it with longing eyes. "O-ryo, if you want to eat some nametake, please have some too." What the.. I have barely finished talking and O-ryo already stole the nametake jar. "Wah, it's my rice's buddy!" "O-ryo sama, it's greedy of you to take it for yourself!" "Kasuga, Akatsuki, don't worry, there are other partners for your rice." The poor things, but because there were other food that pair up well with rice, I brought them out. Toppings such as pickled plums, ground meat mixed with miso and lotus root, daikon pickled in vinegar with kelp, I brought out various preserved dishes too. Because rice goes well with many daily staples, many others were served on the side. "I am pushing this powerful medicine. I stir-fried some Hijiki seaweed that still has its water, along with the gritty and crisp pickled plum with some dashi stock. It really goes well with rice." Deprived of the nametake, Akatsuki tried adding the plum and seaweed mix as a rice topping. The crunchy texture and sourness of the plum, and the strong umami taste of the seaweed was incorporated, and this was a very luxurious and delightful taste. It doesn't need any other side dish, this makes it a full and satisfying topping. P19 When making onigiri, it can be added to the rice. It's excellent for emergencies. After experimenting with both the kelp and vinegar-pickled daikon as well as the meat mixed with miso and lotus root, O-ryo started eyeing at everything again, and I placed some little by little in the saucer that she was using. It' s great that she gets to enjoy a wide variety to pair up with her rice. It's exciting to think like what could be the next one you'll taste, with each bite. Once in a while, it's nice to just enjoy and relish the taste of the newly-harvested rice. After a while, I decided to eat some rice, and went back to the kitchen to get the rice bowl I normally use. "Ah, I just remembered something!" That's it. There were still two slices left in the refrigerator for the staff's breakfast. Autumn salmon. If I defrost that, I can make another rice pair-up! "Hee hee hee. A staple rice accompaniment: salmon flakes!"** I defrosted the salmon slice on the dish with Yokai fire, flayed the skin off, and lightly seared the surface on a frying pan, added salt, dashi, mirin, sake and other seasonings then heated this on a low flame. Sauteing this with a wooden spatula while adding some water to soften it, it's all what I need to do. Hee hee hee... "That Aoi-chan is laughing in the kitchen again..." "It smells like fish being cooked..." "Hold up, Aoi! Why are you cooking fish just for yourself? My nose isn't deceiving me!" T/N: I actually do this with meat, tofu, fish or whatever I add to vegetable dishes to make them more tasty. In Japan, they call this ground meat, fish or tofu that is seasoned and sauted as "Flake". You can just prepare a large batch, and use them as needed. I guess all those hours watching Tokuson Life Hacks also helped a lot lol P20 "Don't worry Kasuga, Akatsuki, O-ryo. Everyone's going to eat what I'm making." That said, it's my last serving. Reduce the water, when the flesh has fallen apart, add white sesame seeds and sesame oil, and lightly saute it. It's really easy. The home-made salmon flake is done. "It 's done! It's done! From kids to adults, everyone will love it, the best to be paired with rice, salmon flakes! Loose salmon topping, is it easy to understand?" "Ohhh..." "That smells really good!" As soon as I brought this in front of them, O-ryo and Akatsuki's voices just sounded with admiration. Since their bowls were already devoid of rice, they both wanted to fill their bowls with another serving. But they started fighting on who should be going to get more rice to add in the rice tub, and Kasuga went up and took the rice tub on her own to refill it. She's really the most adult in this bunch. "Ahhh, I can finally eat some rice too!" Thereafter, I placed some hot, piping rice on my bowl and I could finally eat my supper. For the first time, we're going to partake the crumbly salmon flakes that I made. I can use that for onigiri, and it's going to be a favorite item in bento boxes. P21 We can do the bottling, the marketing, and the selling, as our products are really delicious, but it seems that I'll have to make it and do it all by myself. Slicing, adding water, seasoning.. I'll do it how I like it. The glossy and clean rice due to it being freshly-harvested, when you add the shiny and reddish-brown color of the salmon flakes, eating it with a spoon just makes you gobble it all up. Ah, the autumn's salmon is really tasty and fatty. When mixed and used as rice topping, in one bite the umami and saltiness goes well with the mild, sweetness of the rice. Adding the white sesame and sesame oil's fragrances, the salmon's taste, flavor and aroma improves. "Wah, this tastes so delicious, I wanna have a bowlful more.." "O-ryo sama, if you eat more than that, you'll get fat. But I want a bowlful more too..." "I knew it, it's the autumn salmon. It really pairs well with the rice." It looks like everyone got satisfied with the salmon flakes. Oh no, this is bad. We have quickly eaten the rice... We took in so much carbs..." Even the meat mixed with miso and lotus root, the miso-flavored meat and the crunchy texture of the lotus root, really, really goes well with rice too. When you want to cleanse the palate, munching on the vinegar and kelp-pickled daikon is a fitting and refreshing break. "Aoi-dono!" Sasuke-kun, the O-niwaban guard has come here to Yugao. P22 Sasuke-kun was holding a bamboo straining basket, in his usual ninja-style. And, well, inside that basket were fresh red eggs. "These are the cassowary eggs that I have gathered tonight. The Master and Young Master sent me here to deliver these to you with my life, as it is a pity that there is only white rice to eat. You can now make egg-topped rice**." I bumped into him while running. That was the ultimate, crowning, and appropriate pairing to the rice. This is awesome! TKG has arrived here!** "Wah, I'll eat another bowlful more---" "Hey, that's unfair of you, O-ryo. Me too!" "Me too. It's because eggs are also served now." In the middle of the night, the Ayakashi were eating white rice in reckless abandon. "Please, I would like to fill my stomach with a bowlful of rice." "Yes, Sasuke-kun, please come have some." Anyone can't hide their excitement with egg-topped rice. Hollowing top of the hot, piping rice, when the shell is cracked open, the lovely raw egg is dropped in here. The cassowary's rich egg yolk's color, its shine, its jelly-like appearance, when it covers the rice, it has an irresistable charm. T/N: If you're going to try this, just a reminder that bacteria like Salmonella can contaminate the egg. Only do this with super-fresh eggs from a seller you trust because getting sick isn't worth it. TKG is basically tamago-kake-gohan, or how I wrote it here, egg-topped rice. P23 Ah, just looking at it, I know it's definitely delicious. "For sure, with egg-topped rice, it's Kakuriyo's mild soy sauce, isn't it?" I wanted a simple approach. "Soy sauce is good, but adding a little sesame oil is also delicious." As expected of O-ryo, who is in the majority group. "As a minority, I like mine to have noodle soup base and wasabi." From my peripheral vision I could see Akatsuki grumbling. But that seems to be delicious too. "I always eat it with ponzu. If there's dried bonito flakes and fried onions I'll add those too." For some reason, this was expected of Kasuga. "If there are seasonings, I'll add them." Sasuke-kun is too gallant. "Ok, ok, you can eat your differing favorites, that's good." Everyone's demands were heard, and I took various seasonings and flavorings and placed these at the center of the table. I, nonetheless the simpleton just added a bit of soy sauce over the yolk, and lightly broke it, mixing it with my chopsticks. In that moment, I felt a wonderful, happy feeling. Probably, just adding the egg, I haven't even finished mixing the runny egg in, I already took a bite. "Wahhh, taking the first bite of egg-topped rice is really something, isn't it?" P24 The rich flavor of the egg yolk makes it the best and enjoyable. After relishing the first bite, I completely mixed everything, and ate some more. "Hey, everyone, the meat with miso and lotus root also goes well with the egg-topped rice." Everyone noticed the previously-ignored meat with miso after Kasuga's discovery. Wah, it really does taste well together. This is a great discovery! Egg-topped rice is awesome! Just by itself is delicious, but arranging and adding flavors for variation, it's going to be an awesome feast. "It looks like you are all having fun." "Oh, Odanna-sama." Odanna-sama and Ginji-san came to Yugao together. O-ryo and Kasuga, Akatsuki and Sasuke-kun, who were all until now eating like as if in a stupor, all suddenly stopped and stood up, and deeply bowed to Odanna-sama. "It's alright, continue eating. Those are rare eggs." As if waiting for those words, everyone sat down again and continued eating. "Well, what's up? It's been a long time since you came here. Did both of you came here for some egg-topped rice? If that's the case, we have a lot right now." "No, it's not that, a while ago we welcomed some guests and we sat for a bit and already had our meals." P25 "I also may have drank a bit too much... That liquor was a tad strong.. Uhm.. I will eat some later, ok?" Both Ginji-san and Odanna-sama were definitely tipsy, somewhat. If they received some guests during work, why were they suddenly here? While in the middle of his rapid and nonchalant talking, is he going to suggest something? "Aoi, isn't Yugao on a break tomorrow? If you're free, let's go out on a date." "What?" In an instant. I realized that everyone who was continuing their eating all stopped their chopsticks. The Odanna-sama in question, who was really in a giddy mood continued smiling. "Aoi hasn't had a rest and had always been working hard even after returning from the Orio-ya matter. And I apologize for not taking the time too, for a long while. As a new wife, Aoi has not experienced any hour of fun at all." "It's fine, I have fun every day..." "That's it! Let's go to an orchard park. We can prepare food with apples and grapes, how's that?" While my face holds desperation, somehow Odanna-sama firmly grips my shoulder. "How's that" he says. "Apples and grapes, huh..." Pointing my finger to my chin, an idea popped into my head. For sure, there will be delicious autumn fruits. P26 "OK, let's go, Odanna-sama. I am interested in the orchard park." "I'm happy to hear you say that, Aoi!" With a sigh of relief, Odanna-sama wiped the sweat on his brow. The crowd of egg-topping eaters behind me, once again started moving their chopsticks. "Aoi-san, the orchard park is inside a mountain that connects the northern and north-eastern lands. The autumn leaves in that mountain change early, and I already heard that they're already in full display, so I hope that you can also enjoy the scenery tomorrow." "Ginji-san, you're not coming too?" "Me? I, uhm..." "You also haven't taken a break since the matter with Orio-ya, you should really take a break. Won't you come with us tomorrow?" Odanna-sama invited him, but Ginji-san looked at both Odanna-sama and I, and with a small smile shook his head. "No, thank you. I think I will take care of Tenjin-ya in Odanna-sama and Aoi-san's absence." I think it's the usual Ginji-san answer, but in that time, he wasn't looking at me.

End of Chapter 1, Volume 6. Next - Chapter 2

References:

Wonderful site for the youkai references

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

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

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

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

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