#well... it was something

[oqwomyo]

Wish upon a black rabbit. Yuhan's card translation

Part 1.

We achieved our goal of catching a black rabbit... So for the next few days... We decided to stay in Lapan.

- Lapan Hotel -

One day... Yuhan came to my room.

Yuhan: Master. It's already evening, do you have any plans?

You: Not at all.

Yuhan: That's good. Then...

Yuhan: Do you want to go to a rabbit cafe with me?

You: A rabbit cafe?

Yuhan: We received information about black rabbits from the owner the other day... It's that shop.

Yuhan: A while ago... It seems like a black rabbit was born in that shop...

Yuhan: I'd like to go see it with Master.

You: Okay then.

Yuhan: Fufu, then... Let's get ready for the cafe.

You: Uh-huh.

- Lapan Rabbit Cafe -

- A little later -

When we entered the cafe... We decided to talk to the granny who ran the cafe.

Yuhan: Good evening, Granny.

Grandma: Oh, it's you. Good evening.

You: Good evening.

Yuhan: We heard that a baby rabbit was born in this cafe...

Yuhan: Can we see the cub?

Grandma: Mm? Oh, yeah, I don't mind.

Grandma: I owe you a lot. Consider this my gratitude and watch as much as you like.

You: Thank you very much.

Grandma led us to the rabbit yard behind the café.

Yuhan: They aren't kept in the café, are they?

Grandma: Yes, I keep all the babies in this yard.

Grandma: There are a lot of rabbits in the yard... Don't step on them.

You: Okay.

Grandma: Oh... This little one closer to you. Look, it's him.

Grandma picked up the rabbit that was sitting close to the entrance of the yard.

Yuhan: ...This is... So cute.

Grandma: This baby was born only 2 weeks ago.

Grandma: Rabbits grow up quickly.

Grandma: To see a rabbit of this size... You guys are very lucky.

After saying that...Grandma carefully gave the rabbit to Yuhan.

Grandma: Take care of this little one.

Yuhan: Yes. Thank you very much.

Grandma: Well... Then I'll get back to work.

Grandma: When you're done, call me.

Yuhan: Okay.

*Step step step*

Yuhan: Fufu... Such soft and fluffy fur.

Yuhan holds the rabbit in his hands and... Gently strokes it.

Yuhan: Master, would you like to hold this little one?

You: Yeah.

Yuhan: Then... Please sit here.

Yuhan allowed me to sit on the wooden stool in the yard.

You: Thank you.

Yuhan: I'll put the rabbit on your lap.

After saying that... Yuhan gently put the rabbit on my lap.

Yuhan: He doesn't run away and seems to be a very quiet little rabbit.

You: So cute.

Yuhan: I agree.

Yuhan: Fufu... We are very lucky to be able to be with such a cute rabbit like this.

Yuhan: When I arrived in Lapan City... I would like the master to have a special memory.

You: Thank you, Yuhan.

Yuhan: Fufu... You don't need to thank me.

Yuhan: On the contrary, I saw master with the rabbit... That's a special memory for me.

Yuhan: The little rabbit is certainly very cute...

Yuhan: But the master who holds one in their arms... They're even cuter.

You: Um...

Yuhan: Fufu... To be the only one who can witness such a scene...

Yuhan: I am a very lucky man.

You: Yuhan...

Then... Up until now, the little rabbit was looking at us... As if wanting to be pampered, it rolled over in my lap.

You: Cu... Cute...

Yuhan: Oya oya. To be able to capture the master's gaze in an instant...

Yuhan: Looks like I have a rival.

After saying that, Yuhan smiled softly at the rabbit. And, as if tempted by that smile... The other rabbits gathered around us.

You: Do you all want me to pet you?

Yuhan: Fufu... It seems so.

Yuhan: When their heads are pressed to your fingers like that... You can't help but pet them.

Yuhan: Really... They ask to be petted so nicely that I kind of want to be like them.

You: Eh?

I tried to ask Yuhan what he meant, but... He was like "I didn't say anything"... Yuhan was calmly petting the rabbit... I pretended I didn't hear anything.

- A little later -

While we were having fun surrounded by rabbits... A boy came into the store crying, holding a rabbit in his arms.

Boy: Uu... Uu... What should I do..!

Boy: Grandma! Grandma! Kuro... Save Kuro..!

Yuhan: Oya... What happened?

Boy: Kuro... Kuro...

Boy: Hey, where's Grandma? I need to show her Kuro right now.

Boy: Grandma..! Grandma..!

You: Grandma is in the store now...

*Step step step*

Grandma: I thought it was noisy in the yard, so I came... What happened?

You: Ah, Grandma!

Boy: Uu... Uu... Kuro... He hasn't moved much for a long time...

Boy: Please, Grandma... Check on Kuro.

Grandma: ...Did Kuro eat well this morning?

Boy: He hasn't eaten... He's lost his appetite lately...

Boy: I was able to feed him shredded carrots before... But not a single bite today...

Grandma: Is that so..?

Boy: B-But... Kuro will get better, right?

Yuhan: Can I take a look at Kuro-san?

Boy: Uh... Yeah...

Boy: This little rabbit... Come on, Kuro... Open your eyes...

The boy put the rabbit named Kuro down on the ground. But... Kuro didn't even move.

You: (This is...)

Yuhan: .....

Grandma: ...Kuro... is already dead.

Boy: ...Eh...?

Part 2.

Boy: T-That's... A lie... That's a lie..!

Boy: Before I left the house... He really did open his eyes...

Boy: That's... Kuro couldn't have died...

Grandma: His body is still warm... It hasn't been that long since he died.

Grandma: While you were coming here... Perhaps his life had come to an end.

Boy: Uu... Uwaaaah..! Kuro... Kuro...

Seeing the boy cry... I felt my heart clench.

Yuhan: Poor thing... But life can't be prolonged.

Grandma: Yes. ... Lately, that child has been bringing Kuro here often.

Grandma: "Kuro isn't feeling well"... I was worried for a long time.

Grandma: I suspected that his life was coming to an end... ...And it finally happened.

You: Is that so...

Grandma: They went together for a walk every day... He always spent time with Kuro.

Yuhan: ...Is that so...

You: It must be hard...

Yuhan: Yeah... It hurts even more when you hear Grandma's story.

Boy: Uu... Uu... Kuro, open your eyes...

Yuhan: ....

*Step step step*

Yuhan walks up to the crying boy who is hugging Kuro... Yuhan gently puts his hand on the boy's back.

Boy: Uuu...

Yuhan: ...Kuro-san was really appreciated.

Boy: Uh-huh... ...Kuro is my friend.... My family...

Boy: Uu... Uu... I wanted to be together more...

Boy: Kuro... I'm sorry I didn't save you...

Yuhan: ....

Yuhan: ...Kuro-san went back to the moon.

Boy: ...To the moon?

Yuhan: Yes, in the Eastern Land... They say that when a rabbit dies, it returns to the moon.

Yuhan: There are many rabbits there... They seem to be happy together.

Yuhan: ...Kuro-san went to the moon in the arms of his beloved owner...

Yuhan: I'm sure he'll be happy there.

Boy: Uu... If that's true, then good...

Yuhan listened to the boy's story... He stroked boy's back until he stopped crying. This situation... I watched in silence.

- Lapan Hill -

- A little later -

When the boy went home... We also thanked grandma and left the café. And I... Came with Yuhan to a hill with a beautiful view. The sun had already set, and the moon was shining in the sky.

Yuhan: The boy we saw today... I hope he can soon accept Kuro-san's death.

You: That's right.

Yuhan: He doesn't have sad memories of Kuro-san...

Yuhan: I wish he could only have pleasant memories of Kuro-san.

You: Yuhan is kind.

Yuhan: Oya... Me?

You: Because you were there for the boy.

Yuhan: That's...

Yuhan: It's just... I can understand the boy's pain...

You: Yuhan too?

Yuhan: Yes. It was quite a long time ago.

Yuhan: Actually, when I was a child... I had a rabbit.

Yuhan: At that time, my mother told me that there was a legend that "rabbits return to the moon"...

You: I see.

Yuhan: I caught rabbits for food, but... There were some too small to eat.

Yuhan: There was no reason to kill them if we weren't going to eat them.

Yuhan: One day, I found a rabbit that had fallen into a trap I had set. It was weakened.

Yuhan: I decided to take it home and protect it.

You: What happened next?

Yuhan: After that... While taking care of the rabbit, I began to get attached to it...

Yuhan: I decided to keep the little rabbit even when it grew up.

You: I see.

Yuhan: Fufu... It was cute to see him eating from my hands...

Yuhan: There wasn't a single day when I would be bored... I watched the rabbit carefully.

Yuhan: ...But soon...

Yuhan: Unfortunately, the rabbit got sick and died.

You: It must have been hard...

Yuhan: Yes... At that time, I cried like that boy.

Yuhan: I lived in a small village... No doctor would accept the rabbit.

Yuhan: ...Even if I went to the city to show it to a vet...

Yuhan: I lived a poor life... I didn't have enough money to pay for the treatment.

Yuhan: At that time... I became aware of my worthlessness.

You: Is that so...

Yuhan: And at the same time...

Yuhan: The rabbits return to the moon... Both me and my family...

Yuhan: I realized that everyone's lives will end someday.

You: Yuhan...

Yuhan: But...

Yuhan: Having become a devil's butler... My life has lost its natural end...

Yuhan: No matter how many centuries and millennia pass... I will not die a natural death.

Yuhan: However, no matter how bitter it is for me...

Yuhan: The life of a devil butler... Is always on the brink of death.

Yuhan: It's just that the duration can't be measured...

Yuhan: Where to end... Nothing has changed.

You: ...Is that so.

Yuhan: In the sense that death is just around the corner...

Yuhan: Whether I was a devil butler or a soldier... Nothing has changed.

Yuhan: When I was a soldier... My life could end at any moment...

Yuhan: I dedicated myself to my duty.

Yuhan: If my life was to end...

Yuhan: For my family and hometown... I wanted to give my life for them.

You: Yuhan...

(But if that's the case...)

Yuhan: That's... I'm sorry for suddenly bringing this up...

You: ......

In his days as a soldier... Yuhan was willing to sacrifice himself for his family and the town... As for the butlers and me now... Is he willing to do the same? When I imagine Yuhan disappearing... I feel sad.

You: How do you feel about your life now?

Yuhan: Hmm... Now?

You: Do you think there's no point in dying?

Yuhan: Master...

Yuhan: I'm sorry. It seems my story has upset you.

Yuhan: But... Don't worry, Master.

Yuhan: Now... My way of thinking has changed a bit.

You: Really..?

Yuhan: Yes.

Yuhan: Now, as long as I'm alive... I want to create memories with Master.

Yuhan: Since life is limited by death...

Yuhan: When the time of the end comes... I want it to be filled with happiness.

Yuhan: That's what I think now.

Yuhan: Besides... Now I have a reason not to die so easily.

You: A reason..?

Yuhan: Yes. If I die, master will be sad.

Yuhan: I... I don't want to be the cause of aster's sadness.

Yuhan: When master cries, I want to be by their side and wipe away their tears...

Yuhan: I want to be by your side and be close to your heart...

Yuhan: That's why, Master, from now on...

Yuhan: That sweet and beautiful smile... I want it to always shine on your face.

You: Yuhan...

Yuhan smiled and took my hand.

You: Eh... Yu-Yuhan..?

Yuhan: Master, what I'm about to do... Forgive me for this.

You: What are you...

Yuhan then brought my palm to his face. He touched the inside of it with his lips.

You: Eh!?

Yuhan: ...My sincere feelings and desires... They may be inappropriate in a master-butler relationship.

Yuhan: But up until now, I... I was imagining life with Name-sama.

Yuhan: When the hunt for angels ends and we are relieved of our duties as devil butlers... What will happen to our relationship...?

Yuhan: The moment when I meet master as a man, not as a butler. I can't help but think about it.

You: T-That's...

Yuhan: In my imagination... After so many memories with master...

Yuhan: ... I will return to the moon before master.

Yuhan: That's the end I want to meet.

You: ... Return before me?

Yuhan: I know this contradicts what I said earlier.

Yuhan: If I die first... Master will definitely be upset.

Yuhan: But...

Yuhan: Life without master... I can't think about it anymore.

Yuhan: Even imagining it... It's scary... I can't do anything with it.

Yuhan: ...So that none of us would be sad...

Yuhan: If we could return to the moon together... We would be happy.

You: Yuhan...

Yuhan: What is it... Sorry for such a dark story.

Yyhan: I never thought about something like that before...

Yuhan: When people meet someone important... They tend to become emotional.

Yuhan: But now... If we can touch each other like this and express our feelings...

Yuhan: Instead of talking about death that will occur someday... Let's enjoy the journey instead.

Yuhan: Memories of a walk together...

Yuhan: Until the very end... Let that be our light.

You: Yes.

Let's remember together until the end comes... Hearing Yuhan's words, I nodded. Even when the end comes, we will be together... I silently hoped for that.

[valtsv]

stuck between "psychological horror statement" and "objectively the funniest thing you could say to your real flesh and blood dad" in the father's day card aisle

[iiota]

refraining from a lot of election joke posting and instead I just donated $55 USD to gaza soup kitchen and i encourage anyone else to consider donating even a couple of dollars to the people who will be affected the most from whatever outcome happens

you can also donate to care for gaza here

EDIT: please also consider donating to this family their 93% to their goal!! and also please check out this post featuring more places to donate

[evidently-endless]

i think we should remind musicians they can absolutely make up little stories for their songs btw. it doesn’t have to be about them at all. you can invent a guy and put him in situations to music. time honoured tradition in fact.

[miniaturecatmentality]

guys I just found the greatest video on the internet

[rivetgoth]

It's honestly crazy that discussion around testosterone HRT skews so much towards the beginning stages of it (to the point that you have dozens of guys thinking their transition is "failed" if they don't pass by like a year in lol) and what the initial changes of the first couple of months to years look like, like the classic laundry list of those early basic changes like bottom growth, voice drop, etc, when IMO literally none of that compares remotely to the depth and intensity of the long term total masculinization you start to experience like 3-5+ years in.

[arcanegifs]

ARCANE LEAGUE OF LEGENDS: 2x05 - “Blisters and Bedrock”

[liquidstar]

If my mom sees a significant amount of blood she gets lightheaded, and has fainted on some occasions. Once it happened when we were kids, I wasn't there to witness it but I heard the story from my dad. Basically my brothers, around 7 or 8 at the time, were playing outside while my mom was making their lunch, and she accidentally cut her finger. It wasn't anything serious, but it drew a fair bit of blood and she passed out. My dad saw this and rushed over, but he didn't really know what to do so he just sort of started slapping her to wake her up (not recommended, but he had no idea and panicked)

At that exact moment my brothers both came in from playing, and all they saw was our mom unconscious on the floor and our dad slapping her. So, like, without even saying a word to each other they both just INSTANTLY start whaling on him, like, full blown attack mode to defend our mom. Which obviously didn't help the situation, but she did wake up and everything was fine.

Now our dad says that he's actually really glad they attacked him over what they thought was going on, because it means he raised good boys. And I still think that's true, they're very good boys.

[eydilily]

small victories ^^

[jicklet]

This is the little Ekko/Jinx moment that's been sticking with me:

Because on first watch, I expected this was going to be something negative. Ekko trying to defend why he'd been so hostile to Powder. 'You're not the kind of person who helps... because you destroy things,' or something to that effect.

But no.

oh

What a way to look at Jinx?? Even with everything she's done... He looks at this well-adjusted, 'ideal' Powder, and still thinks she's missing something that his Jinx has. The Powder that he knew was so determined to make something that mattered... it's a Powder who's content to play second-fiddle to the people around her, a Powder that settles that feels off to him.

And that ties into why he can't stay here. Our Ekko isn't the kind of person who settles either.

[druid-for-hire]

[image id: a four-page comic. it is titled "immortality” after the poem by clare harner (more popularly known as “do not stand at my grave and weep”). the first page shows paleontologists digging up fossils at a dig. it reads, “do not stand at my grave and weep. i am not there. i do not sleep.” page two features several prehistoric creatures living in the wild. not featured but notable, each have modern descendants: horses, cetaceans, horsetail plants, and crocodilians. it reads, “i am a thousand winds that blow. i am the diamond glints on snow. i am the sunlight on ripened grain. i am the gentle autumn rain.” the third page shows archaeopteryx in the treetops and the skies, then a modern museum-goer reading the placard on a fossil display. it reads, “when you awaken in the morning’s hush, i am the swift uplifting rush, of quiet birds in circled flight. i am the soft stars that shine at night. do not stand at my grave and cry.” the fourth page shows a chicken in a field. it reads, “i am not there. i did not die” / end id]

a comic i made in about 15 hours for my school’s comic anthology. the theme was “evolution”

[stemmmm]

more people gotta try this shit where bill has not improved and will not change but he's just chilling so its fine probably. its great

[bacchuschucklefuck]

couldnt draw my thang for mid-autumn so treated myself to a calne redesign instead

[phemiec]

love the colours used in this game so here you go 🐴🚀🪓 enjoy

[eulaties]

love how each pjo book takes place in the span of a week. so like every summer percy has one crazy week and then the rest of his year is normal

[chiptrillino-art]

(ID in ALT text) i gotta admit, start of this year was mostly me drawing a bunch of outfits (don't ask me if sokka or suki got the most... i think sokka) if you like these, check out my zuko here as well! these are still influenced by @ranilla-bean fic the iconoclast fic.