#you guys should be scared for isa :)

[boxofoxberry]

maybe a little something origins au related pretty please!

y'know what because i'm nice you guys get a new design today

AIDEN TIME 😋

him being an avian, compared to jesse being an elytrian, leads to some very interesting conflicts

[kuro-is-doodlin]

Smoking's bad.

(❗Mention of death)

|You shouldn't smoke..|

You turn your head, exhaling some smoke to the side before looking back at the door to see Isabeau. He's your most loyal customer, you swear he's been here since you started. You know his order by heart now, he rarely ever change, and when he does, he keeps the next one for a while. One day, he didn't came, it made you worry. Turns out he slept all day after a big test. You felt stupid afterwards... You chat for a while some days when it's quiet in the shop, you even got him a nickname..

"Isa... I'm fine. It helps me clear my head."

|It's bad for you, and I know you know it.|

"Come on, I'll be fiiiine. It's not a smoke or two that's gonna mess me up."

|You don't smoke "one or two", Siffrin..|

Wuh Oh. Full name.

|Don't think I didn't notice you've been doing it more. Is there something bothering you? You can tell me-|

"We're in a worker to customer relationship right now, don't try and tell me what to do."

Wait, it got out a bit too harsh, you don't want to hurt him. Maybe you should-

|Oh don't do that to me now. It's been what, a year we've been chatting? I am allowed to be worried for your health. Plus, I see you're not doing well. You don't usually react like that.|

"I know, I'm just..."

|I won't tell anyone.. okay? I promise. You can talk to me Sif.|

He's getting closer. You know he hates the smell of cigarettes, so you sigh and crush it in the ashtray beside you, and sit down. He thank you, and sit next to you.

"It's just... I'm still thinking about that guy I-..."

You take a deep breath in.. and out.

"I didn't mean to.. end his life..."

|It was self defense Sif... It could have been you in his pla-|

"Well maybe it should have!"

|And let him hurt the kid and their babysitter?|

You shut your mouth tight, your hand mindlessly tugging on your sleeve. If they had been hurt.. you couldn't have forgiven yourself.

|I don't know exactly how you feel, but you did what you thought best to protect them, and it worked.|

His hand approaches you, you flinch a little, and look at him. He wait for your approval, before slowly taking yours, stopping your incessant tugging. As always, his palm is warm, a little.. moist. He's not as comfortable with the situation as he seem out to be.

|Now, you know I'm not the kind of person qualified for all those things turning in your head. I can listen to you, care for you, be here to support you, but you need someone who will actually help you go through it.|

"I know... I'm just.."

|Scared?|

"Yeah..."

|It tends to do that at first, but after some time you'll come to find relief going there. That's what it did to me at least.|

"You've gone to therapy ?"

|Mhm, when I was figuring myself out mostly. Helped a lot with unraveling the mess my brain was in.|

"Huh. I-... I might give it a try then.. maybe."

|Promise ?|

"Urgh... Promise."

|Now that's more like it. Proud of you buddy.|

You look at his face. He has that big stupid smile on again. Stars why is he so-

"It's just for you."

You smirk. You know how he reacts by heart. A flinch, and his cheeks get all red as he looks away. Heh.. shy refrigerator.

"Alright, time to get back to work."

|Urgh... I don't want to study anymore...|

"And with a free refill?"

|No need to tell me twice! I'm gonna destroy those questions!|

You let out a small chuckle, and get back inside, your hand leaving his. For now.

[lowkey-loki245]

So i saw your post and reblog about the time god au and i was thinking that maybe it was a way for vaugardian to rationalize the king take over?

The idea that Time itself sent one of its saint (loop) to guide the savior of Vaugarde throught the house and to fight the king. And that when that wasnt enough time froze the king itself in time to punish it for tampering with its flow

It would also means that Siffrin has access to more time craft like « slow » from Odile « pretty moving cure » from Mirabelle and create tears like the king

Im guessing it would also be an oportunity for Loop to gain more information about wish craft and time craft since even before the king shenanigans they look to be mostly associated with culture outside of Vaugarde (siffrin, the king getting access to time craft with a wish and odile brute forcing craft by research)

also question do you accept fanart of this au?

First, I'm absolutely accepting fanart, I'd love to see what you draw!

Second, absolutely love this idea. People seeing Loop leading the saviors of Vaugarde would definitely be a big deal. It would probably lead to people connecting the Time God to stars. (Thank to this person ( @misty-is-a-dragon ) who gave me this idea.)

Siffrin would definitely want to correct people on who froze the King, but Mirabelle probably wouldn't mind since she already had so much pressure on her before Vaugarde was saved, people knowing she was the one to freeze the King would probably put a lot more pressure on her.

As for the Time Craft stuff. Sif would have unlimited control over Time Craft, but he'd have to ease into his powers first. He'd probably practice on basic enemies (do Sadnesses still exist after the King got frozen, or are they all gone?) or on random objects. (Btw, when I say unlimited Time Craft, I mean he can be as creative as he wants. Too much Craft in a short amount of time will still hurt him. I feel like too much Craft hurts because of the mental strain, not just physical strain.)

Now I'm wondering how different Sif would look in this AU? I think most of the time, he'd look normal (aka, his "mortal" form), but something similar to his big form would be his god form. Just a little less mentally unwell, lol. But if anyone thinks of something cooler, run with it, I wanna see what cool ideas you guys have!

I think it'd be funny if Sif had some one-sided beef with the Change God in this AU. Considering that conversation in the House, I feel like it'd be understandable for Sif to not like the Change God that much. Too bad for him, the Change God is the only one giving him advice on how to be a god.

Also, how do you guys think this whole god situation will affect Siffrin's and Isabeau's relationship? Sif would probably be so scared that being a god now will ruin their relationship, while Isa's just like "my boyfriend's a god, he's so cool :3."

Odile and Mira would not know what to do at first. Should they treat Sif like the god he is, or like the friend he's been? They decide on the 2nd one because Sif is already going through a lot, they don't want to make things worse (though Odile will occasionally joke about treating Sif like a god. I feel like that's her sense of humor).

As for Bonnie, Bonnie would just be hyped about having a super powerful friend. Plus, Siffrin's Time Craft could speed up cooking if they need it. No more waiting a whole day for beef to marinate!

Also, as Siffrin's saint, Loop would probably have really strong Time Craft. It's not unlimited like Sif, but it's still super strong. They'd totally brag and joke about being Sif's saint, too. Sometimes, when Mira or Odile wanna talk to him about something, Loop will be like, "You may now speak to the Time God" as they reveal Sif to them like he's royalty. As you can tell, Loop got their humor from Odile.

Honestly, I'm loving the ideas you guys have been sharing for the AU, this is fun.

[jellyshoes-fandomfolk]

Isat chatfic pt3

4:34 pm

*MIRABELLE PLUMS added Isabeau, Odile and Petronille*

Petronille: WHAT THE CRAB WAS THAT

MIRABELLE: I don’t know!

Odile: What do we do now?

MIRABELLE: well, first, we need to figure out where the crab he is

Petronille: He ran into the forest.

I think he went past our tents

MIRABELLE: phew, ok should I do it?

Odile: yes.

Petronille: Yeah

Isabeau: ok

MIRABELLE: her goes

*MIRABELLE PLUMS added Siffrin*

Siffrin: I'm sorry

MIRABELLE:We don't want an apology!!!!! How is that the first thing you think of?!

Siffrin: sorry 

Petronille: ok, that doesn't matter where the crab are you?

Siffrin: I don't know

Odile: surroundings?

Siffrin: trees

MIRABELLE: OF COURSE THERE ARE TREES WERE IN A FOREST

siffrin: sorry

MIRABELLE: anything else?

Siffrin: a brick ruin?

Odile: That's something…

Petronille: anything else?

Siffrin: a

Uhh no.

Isabeau: We'll try to find you.

Siffrin: ok…

Petronille: Don’t move around

Siffrin: Ok

MIRABELLE: We love you. Don’t! you! dare! forget! That!

Siffrin: Thanks ilyt

Isabeau: <3

8:31 pm

Star: We should name this gc its just all our names

Mira: Yeah

*Nille renamed the chat to The Bozos + Odile and Mira*

Nille: yeeaa

Star: yeeaa

Isa: Yeeaa

Mira: ?

Nille: Shhhhhhhh

Bonbon: OK

WHAT DID YOU DO FRIN

WHAT WAS THE ADOLTS ONLY TALK

Odile: *adults

Bonbon: ADULTS

Star: I freaked out and ran away

Bonbon: I KOW THAT DUMMY

Star: Ok.. It was because smth reminded me of the loops

Bonbon: so you got flashbacks to the endless school

Star: yeah

Mira: and so they ran off

Bonbon: LIKE A DUMMY

Star: Sorry

Nille: Hold up

*Nille went offline*

Star: WHAT IN THE BLINDING STARS WHY DID NILLE JUST SMACK ME

*Nille came online*

Nille: You deserved that!

Star: WHAT DI I DO

Nille: NO MORE APOLOGIES

Star: OK???? STARS ABOVE WOMAN CALM DOWN

Mirabelle: :0

Isa: What

Mira: Theres. A rat

Inside my room

Bonbon: COOK IT

Star: Im coming

Nille: ???????????????

Star: Mira is it threatening you

Mira: A little? Im scared of rats so…

Star: IM GOING TO MURDER IT

Mira: Thank you

Star: I WILLNOT LET IT HARM YOU OK

Mira: Thats not really necessary

Star: I COULDNT CARE LESS

(YOU NEED TO HELP ME FIND THE IBUPROFEN)

*Odile came online*

Odile: second drawer to the left in the bathroom, in the blue box.

*Odile went offline*

Isa: Did she just?

Nille: She just came on to tell us wher the Ibuprofen is wtc?

Isa: yeah…

Nille: thx ig?

8: 37 pm

Isa: Sif? Mira? How are you?

Star: IT RAN AWAY

Mira: They started insulting it

Halfway through it started to sound like they were targeted at themself

Star:  NO COMMENT

Isa: Sif is your capslock stuck again

Star: YES

Isa: Ill be ther in a second

Star: THANK YOU

Nille: that sounds so pathetic

Like you can hear how he said the thank you

Because weve all heard that thank you from him

Mira: That was funnier than it shouldve been

Star: My capslock is offff

Im freeeeee

My cage has been openeddddddd

Isa: Sif ina birdcage….

Bonbon: Birdfrin

Isa: Birdfrin

Mira: Birdfrin

Nille: Birdfrin

*Mira changed Star’s name to Birdfrin*

Birdfrin: WHYYYYYYY

Nille: Better idea

*Nille changed Birdfrin’s name to cats on the stars*

Cats on the stars: :)

Isa: Huh

Mira: Why?

Nille: Hey hes kinda like a cat ok?

Cat + Star obsession = our favourite little guy

Mira: … smart…

Bonbon: Get over here dinners ready losers (Spicy! spaghetti)

Isa: Changeeeeeeee whyyy

Cats on the stars: ill eat it if you dont want it

Isa: well see ok

Nille: Read: I will take two forkfuls and then give it to you silently while staring aggresivly at the table

Mira: hehhe

Nille: hehe (Theyre so)

Mira: Yeah 

Isa: Are you two done making fun of our very serious dilemma

Nille: Boy it is spaghetti get over it 

*Cats on the stars and four other went offline*

[magicalmadrigals]

Paving A New Way - Chapter 2

Chapter two of my multi-chapter is here! This chapter is a lot more family based than the previous one, but I kind of love that because I live for the fluff so much. They make me so happy. The response to chapter one was so lovely, so I hope you guys like this chapter just as much! As usual, you can read over on AO3 and I'll also post the chapter under the cut. Happy reading!

...

“We should get up soon.”

“Mmph. Ten more minutes.”

Julieta smiled to herself when Gus kissed the back of her bare shoulder with a chuckle, feeling him run his hand down her arm before it found hers and he laced their fingers while putting his arm back around her. She settled again then and let her eyes fall shut, allowing herself a couple more minutes of peace with him before they really did have to get up and start getting ready to go to church. Her being awake so early on a Sunday morning was something of a rarity these days – she much appreciated the lie in she was granted with Mass starting at 9:30 – but she woke naturally at 7:00 this morning. She fully intended on going back to sleep for another hour, but her marido had had other ideas and when he started kissing her neck that was it. 30 years of marriage meant he knew all of her weak spots. For the past hour, the two of them had been wrapped up in one another, but it was slowly becoming time for them to leave the comfort of their bed and get up and greet the day and she was trying her damnedest to delay the inevitable for as long as she could.

Ay, she hadn’t realized it until now, but she feared she was beginning to turn into her hijas.

The three of them had been nightmares to get out of bed when they were teenagers – Isabela more than the other two if she remembered rightly – and now she could see why.

She was so comfortable, lying there next to her husband, and the last thing she wanted to was get up, but at the same time she was looking forward to going to Mass this morning. She knew Catalina was going to be there and it would give her a chance to check in with her. It had been three days since their talk following her appointment and although she had kept an eye out for her each time she had gone into town, not once had she seen her out and about. It worried her. She knew she got out little – unless Eduardo said she could, like she told her, she was practically confined to their home – but she normally saw her getting some shopping or something and there had just been no sign of her at all lately. There was no doubt in her mind that she was going to see both of them at church though. For all his faults, she knew Eduardo was deeply religious and there was no chance of him allowing her to miss Mass no matter the state she was in. He would drag her there kicking and screaming if he had to. She hoped Catalina would come and speak to her at some point. Really, she hoped she would come and tell her that she had changed her mind and wanted to confide in Señor Flores about what was going on, but she had very little faith in that happening. She was still scared. Not only of what her marido would do to her if she talked, but what those in town would think about her. She had to get past that fear first.

Until she did, nothing was going to change.

Agustín tightening the arm around her pulled her from her thoughts and she smirked when she felt him bury his lips in her neck, his moustache scratching gently against her skin. She indulged him for a minute or so before eventually rolling onto her back in his arms and letting her head fall against his shoulder, her hand coming up to stroke his cheek as she looked up at him. “I should talk to Isa about the clinic at some point today,” She said quietly. “I keep meaning to sit down with her, but then something comes up and I forget.”

“She might finally stop talking about it if you do,” He smirked, causing her to chuckle under her breath. It had genuinely been all their girl had gone on about since she told her she would have a think about it. “I do think the new arrangement will be a good thing though if it goes well. I know you have more time now than you did back when you still had your gift, but you still go to the clinic straight after breakfast and you rarely make it home before it gets dark. At least with Isa carrying some of the load you’ll have a bit more balance.”

She nodded. “Mmm. I just worry she’ll do too much and tire herself out.”

“You mean you’re worried she’s going to end up turning into you.” He gave her a look.

“Maybe…” She shrugged.

He smiled and placed a kiss on her forehead before tucking a grey curl back behind her ear. “She is going to be fine. I know you’ll make sure she doesn’t go too far.”

Deciding not to respond with words, she reached up and laid a hand on the back of his neck before pulling him down to her and kissing him tenderly. Her thumb grazed his skin as he laid a hand on her hip while the kiss lingered, but she realised they were short on time now and so she broke away from him before they had chance to get too caught up in it. She failed to keep from laughing at his little pout when she looked at him again. “We really do need to get up now. Much longer and people will catch on to what we’ve been up to.”

“And by ‘people’ you mean your hermana.” He sat himself up next to her, raking a hand through his tousled hair.

She shook her head. “I don’t know why she gives me such a hard time about it when I know for a fact she and Félix are the exact same. Actually, I think they might be worse.”

He turned in place to look at her. “The two of you know far too much about each other.”

“I know,” She chuckled. “I think it’s a sister thing.”

“Even more reason to be grateful I was an only child.” He shook his head before swinging his legs over the side of the bed and reaching for his pajama pants.

She laid there a couple minutes longer once he had gotten up, staring up at the ceiling and mentally preparing herself for the day ahead, but eventually she leaned down to retrieve her nightgown from the floor and quickly pulled it on. She got up then and headed for the wardrobe before taking out a pale blue dress and returning to the bed with it. Normally, she made a little more of an effort when it came to Sunday Mass, but they were beginning to run late now and so it was going to have to do. Once she had found some underthings to wear, she shed her nightgown and laid it at the end of the bed before changing into them and putting on her dress. She couldn’t help but roll her eyes as she watched Gus rake his fingers through his hair in front of the mirror while she approached her vanity to start doing her own. Men had it so much easier. It always took her forever to get her hair done.

As she took her hairpins out of the box on the table, she watched him through the mirror as he came up behind her and smiled when he bent down to kiss her gently on the cheek. “I’ll go down and let them know you’ll be there in a minute.” He ran his hands down her arms when he pulled back again, letting his chin come to rest atop her curls for a second.

“Gracias. I won’t be long.” She told him before he turned and left the bedroom, closing the door behind him.

She combed her fingers through her curls then, getting rid of any tangles before she started to pin them up on top of her head to keep them out of her face. They were still dealing with the high temperatures and the last thing she needed was her curls getting in the way and making her hotter than she already was. Once she was done with her hair and she was satisfied it was neat enough, she put in her earrings before standing from the chair and walking across the room to her shoes. Slipping her feet into them, she finally made her way out of the room and when she reached the top of the staircase the familia was already beginning to congregate at the bottom of them. She hadn’t even gotten to the foot of the stairs before Pepa gave her an all too familiar look and put her hand on her hip, causing her to chuckle gently as she came to stand beside her. “Seriously?” Her hermana asked.

“What?” She raised an eyebrow at her.

“You were almost late.” Pepa pointed out, her voice soft.

“But I wasn’t.”

“But you almost were.”

“But…” She held up a finger. “I wasn’t.”

“Ay, you two need to choose your moments better.” Pepa rolled her eyes.

She looked at her sister for a second, remembering what her husband pointed out to her earlier. “Gus thinks we know far too much about each other, you know.”

Pepa stood there in silence, thinking for a moment before she frowned. “He has a point.”

“All we all here?” Their mother spoke up, bringing their talk to an end.

They and the rest of the family mumbled in acknowledgement before she said it was time for them to leave and they all began to make their way out of the house together. It was going to be a long, hot morning and an even longer, hotter afternoon, but Julieta didn’t mind that in the slightest. Sundays were family days, days where – when they returned home from church – more often than not, they all headed outside into the garden and spent some quality time together and in her mind there was nothing more perfect than that.

Absolutely nothing.

…

She could see Catalina speaking with a small group of women from across the room as she stood with Gus following the morning service, waiting for him to finish talking with Señor Garcia so they could head home. She needed to speak with her. She had been hoping to speak with her before Mass began, but she and Eduardo had been running late – out of character for them – and they hadn’t actually arrived until about ten minutes in. When they had though, it was by chance that they had sat down right across from her and the familia and she had noticed her black eye right away. She knew for a fact it was recent, not only had she not had it when she saw her last but the colour was an indication too, and she had no doubt as to how she had gotten it either. Should she have needed more convincing though, the way she kept glancing in her direction during the sermon would have been more than enough. This morning, it had been centred around the topic of marriage. Reminders of the way maridos were meant to treat their wives and vice-versa, and it was clear in the way she kept looking at her that a number of points made had spoken to her. She hoped that meant that she had started thinking about what she’d said.

One of her main concerns was that the church would look down on her if she spoke about it, but the sermon this morning had proven different.

A husband was meant to love his wife. He was meant to sanctify her and Eduardo was doing neither of those things, so he was going against those important teachings.

If she spoke to Señor Flores about his treatment of her then she would have the backing of the church and he would be the one the congregation looked down upon, not the other way around as she had been led to believe. That was why she wanted to speak with her before heading home. If she really had changed her thinking – if she was ready to open up about things – then they could get things in motion. They could speak with Señor Flores and arrange to sit down and speak with him at a later date, that way Eduardo would have no need to be suspicious, and both of them could relax a little more. She just felt that it was crucial that they got things started as soon as they could. Especially now, with it being clear he was beginning to spiral and he was gradually becoming more violent toward her.

Looking in her direction once again, she realized the small group had begun to disperse and she watched as Catalina began making her way out of the church while brushing an errant curl from her face. “Amor, I’m just going to step outside for a minute,” She took Gus by the arm when there was a slight break in his chat with Señor Garcia and he smiled, giving her a nod in response before she moved away from him. She made her way through the room then, exchanging pleasantries with one or two people, and when she finally made it out of the building she soon caught sight of Catalina once again. She was standing a little out of the way, waiting for Eduardo to come out so they could start walking home, and so she thought it was the perfect chance for her to have a talk with her without anyone else hearing them. She smoothed her hands down the front of her dress as she walked in her direction, returning the smile she gave her when she glanced her way and realized she was there. “Hola.” She said as she came to stand next to her, leaning her back against the wall and watching as people began saying their goodbyes to one another and walking away from the church in opposite directions.

“Hola Señora.” Catalina replied.

For a moment, both of them were silent, but then she turned her head her way to look at her. “I need to ask. Does this have anything to do with me coming to see you? Because if it does, I…”

“No,” Catalina was quick to assure her with a hand on her arm. “Eduardo still has no idea about that. This was my fault. I took a nap and woke up late, so I was running late with dinner the other night.”

“Catalina…”

“Señora, I know what you’re going to say and I actually, uhm, I actually wanted to talk to you about that.”

Julieta’s breath hitched. “Alright.”

“I spent some time thinking about what you said the other day and I…I think…”

Right as Catalina was beginning to find her voice, the two of them became aware of the sound of approaching footsteps and Julieta felt her heart sink in her chest as she watched Eduardo approach them both. He had a smile on his face, but she could tell it was ingenuine. He was putting it on for her. It was all a part of his act, but he had no idea she knew the real him and could see right through it. She knew the best thing she could do for her friend at the minute was go along with it though, so she forced a smile of her own as he came to stand in front of them. “Hola, Señora Madrigal.” He greeted her.

“Hola, Señor,” She replied. “How are you?”

“Can’t complain,” He shrugged. “Although we had a bit of a trying morning, hence why we were late. I doubt we’ll have the same problem next week though. Will we, amor?"

There was something in the way he said those words, the way his gaze hardened slightly when he looked at Catalina, that made her feel sick.

She had no idea what had gone on before they had come to church, but she it couldn’t have been anything good.

“No.” Came Catalina’s timid response from next to her before he held his hand out to her and she took it, moving to stand at his side.

“Well, we should be getting home. A lot to do this afternoon,” He explained. “Adios, Señora.”

“Adios.” She echoed before watching the two of them turn and begin to walk away from her, leaving her alone.

She doubted he intended for her to, but she saw the way he pulled his wife close enough to murmur something in her ear as he led her further away from the church and all it did was fill her with a new kind of fear. What was she going home to? What was going to happen to her once the two of them were back behind closed doors, alone together and away from the watchful eye of the townspeople?

Her marido would tell her she was going to make herself sick if he knew she was worrying so much, but she couldn’t help it.

She had been so close, moments away from having her tell her exactly what she wanted to hear, and now it felt as though they were right back to square one.

The look she’d seen on Eduardo’s face told her he had an idea something was going on. He had no idea what, that was something of a relief she supposed, but she could tell he had a feeling. It was that what worried her. She was the only person in town who knew anything about what Catalina was enduring. She was the only person in town she felt she could speak to about it all and with him now on edge, she was starting to worry things were going to change. The time for fretting about that was when it happened though, not right this second. She would likely drive herself insane.

“Ready to go home?” She was pulled from her thoughts by the sound of her husband’s voice and she gave him a smile when he came to stand next to her.

“Mmm,” She nodded, reaching for his hand and taking it in hers so she could lace their fingers. “I think Mira mentioned something about staying behind for a little while. She wants to speak to Daniela.”

“Alright,” He said before the two of them began to walk away from the church together, his brow creasing when he noted her unusually quiet demeanour. “You’re sure you’re okay? You’re quiet lately.”

She shook her head. “I am, I promise. I think I’m tired, that’s all it is, and I have a couple of patients who need a little more attention at the moment. I’ll manage though.”

“I worry about you.” He sighed, dropping her hand so he could put an arm around her waist and pull her close to him, letting her tuck her head into his neck.

“You have spent the last 30 years worrying about me, I think I’m used to it by now,” She teased as she tilted her head back to look at him. “Really though, I’m okay.”

He stroked his thumb against her hip through her dress. “You promise?”

“I do,” She stretched up to brush her lips gently against his own. “I promise…”

…

“¡Maldita sea!”

Pepa gasped and turned her head to look at her hermana when she yelped, watching her drop the knife in her hand onto the table before she cradled the other in it and inspected the cut she had gotten. She frowned, turning in place while wiping her hands on the front of her apron. She could tell something was wrong. Her sister was a wonder in the kitchen, she had spent half her life in there near enough, but today she was so uncoordinated. She was dropping things, she had burned herself, and now she had gone and cut her hand because clearly her mind was someplace other than on her work. She had noticed she had been acting unusual and she had been a little quieter than normal lately, but she thought it was tiredness more than anything because she’d been so caught up in her work down at the clinic. Now though, she was beginning to doubt. This seemed like more than just fatigue. It seemed as though something was weighing on her mind and she was starting to worry about her.

She heard her breath tremble as she came away from the table and headed for the sink so she could wash the blood from her hand, a deep sigh escaping her as she reached up to tuck a red curl behind her ear before making her way up behind her. She laid a hand on her back which made her look her way and it was clear she could see the concerned look on her face, the way her shoulders slumped. “You can talk to me, you know,” She told her gently, watching her pass her thumb carefully over the cut in her palm to clean it. “And you can’t tell me there’s nothing wrong because I am your hermana.”

Julieta chuckled before turning the tap off once the cut was clean and returning to the kitchen table. “I’m fine.”

“Mhm,” She hummed, unconvinced. “Sit down and let me sort your hand.”

“Pepa…”

“I said sit.”

Realizing that Pepa wasn’t going to change her mind, Julieta admitted defeat and pulled out a chair at the table before sitting down with a huff while she walked off to go and get the medical kit from the cupboard. Her hand trembled as she cradled it in the other and she watched it begin to bleed again, the sound of her hermana returning to the table making her look up a second time. Pepa pulled out the chair at her side and sat down while placing the medical kit down on the table, both of them sharing a look when she took her hand and brought it into her lap before taking a dressing out of the kit. “Out with it.” Was all she said while placing the dressing on the wound and reaching into the kit again for the roll of bandage. Her hermana said nothing for a moment, but eventually she let out a sigh.

“I don’t know…” Julieta shook her head, wincing as she began wrapping the bandage around her hand. “I have a lot on my mind at the minute, I guess. I have things I need to sort before the clinic opens tomorrow and I still need to sit down with Isa so we can talk about these new responsibilities. Oh, I also forgot Gus is going home to see his familia this weekend and I need to sort his clothes for that.”

Pepa tied the bandage to help keep it on before dropping her hand and leaning back in her chair. “I think you’re doing way too much.”

“If I don’t do too much, not enough gets done.” Julieta pointed out.

“You need to learn to ask for help when you need it,” Pepa tutted. “How many times have I told you that I’ll help with things?”

“I know, but you have enough of your own things to see to.”

“Juli, if I didn’t want or have time to help you out then I wouldn’t offer in the first place.”

Julieta gave her a small smile.

“You deal with the things for the clinic and speaking with Isa,” Pepa told her. “If you bring me Agustín’s clothes then I’ll get them sorted for him. Then you have one less thing to worry about.”

“Are you sure?” Julieta asked.

“Of course I am,” Pepa nodded. “I think I owe it to you. You help me out enough.”

Julieta reached out and gave her hand a tender squeeze. “Gracias. You don’t know how much that means to me.”

“De nada,” Pepa replied before the two of them heard the sound of squeals and laughter coming from the back garden. The children had been hot and bothered when they got home from church and so they had gotten changed and gone out into the back garden, their mamá and the men deciding to do the same, and none of them had come back in yet. It was no surprise though. The heat was nearly unbearable and the pair of them were beginning to feel the effects now, having been cooped up in the kitchen for so long. “I think that pot still has about 20 minutes. How about we sit outside a while?”

“Yes please.” Julieta agreed before they got up with a chuckle and began to make their way out into the garden.

It took them little time to find their family and neither of them could keep from smiling when they saw the children running around together, laughing and squealing while Luisa sprayed them all with the hosepipe. Their maridos had even decided to join in, but that was no surprise. Both of them were still children at heart. Sitting a short distance away from them all was their mamá and Bruno, Valentina sat in his lap with a cup of water while they watched the fun. Silently, they approached them before sitting down in the chairs Félix and Gus must have been sitting in earlier. “Ay, you both look so warm.” Alma commented, slightly concerned, when she stopped watching her grandchildren play momentarily to look at them both. “Stay there, I’ll get you something to drink. It might cool you down a little.”

They thanked her with their eyes before she stood from her chair and headed for the table the drinks were on, Valentina babbling gently in Bruno’s lap making Pepa smile when she turned her attention to her. “No Mamí this afternoon?” She inquired, reaching out to caress her nieta’s chubby cheek lovingly with the back of a finger before she reached for her and she gladly stole her from her hermano.

“Dolores and Mariano said they were going for a nap about an hour ago,” Bruno explained. “I told them we’d wake them before dinner.”

She nodded while bouncing the baby in her lap. “I don’t think either of them – Lolita mainly – are getting much sleep at the minute, so I get it. This heat is a nightmare.”

“Am I allowed to say I miss your gift at times like this?” Julieta only half-teased, palming a curl from her sweaty forehead.

“Meh.” Pepa shrugged.

It was a couple moments later when their mamá came back with a glass of lemonade each for them and they thanked her when she gave them to them, watching her sit back down in her seat with a sigh. No one spoke much for a time then, the four of them content to be in the company of each other while watching the others cool off, but then Gus and Félix stepped away from the group and Julieta and Pepa felt their breath catch. Both of them were completely soaked, their hair free of the product they had put in it for church earlier, and their shirts had become almost see-through and were clinging to them in a way that made them feel even warmer. It got past neither of the men, it was clear in the way the pair of them blinked at them before looking at one another and chuckling when they worked it out, and they cleared their throats as they made their way up to them. “I think we’re going to go up and change before dinner,” Agustín announced. “We, uh, told the others they have five more minutes.”

Julieta nodded and her heart raced a little when he gave her a wink, the corner of her mouth curling into a smirk as she watched him and Félix start making their way back inside.

She felt Bruno looking at her then and turned her head to look his way, unable to keep from laughing as she watched him look back and forth between her and their hermana several times.

“I hate you both.” He told them.

“You love us.” She tutted with a shake of her head, lifting her glass of lemonade and taking a sip.

“Nope.” He argued.

“He loves us.” Pepa laughed, drawing Valentina close and letting her rest her head on her shoulder.

Going back to watching the children run around on the grass, Julieta traced the rim of the glass in her hand and sighed as she leaned back in her chair. It would be time to head back inside and continue with dinner soon enough, she knew that, but for the time being she could just sit and spend time with her familia. She could have a drink with her siblings, watch her mamá smile each time one of the children did something funny, and see her babies – who were no longer babies at all – have fun together and that was her idea of perfect. If someone had told her three years ago that their familia would be like this, all of them together and at peace with each other, then she wouldn’t have believed it. They had come so far in such a small amount of time and she couldn’t have been prouder of them all.

She couldn’t have been more grateful.

…

Julieta set a cup of tea down in front of her hija before pulling out a chair and sitting down at her side at the kitchen table, Isabela giving her a smile as she brought the cup into her hands before sipping carefully at the steaming liquid. “Lo siento, I did mean to talk to you about this earlier on, mi amor, but I ended up having more to get through today than I thought I was going to.” She admitted gently.

“Don’t worry, Mamá, I get it.” Isabela shook her head.

“Okay, so I had a think about what you said about wanting to do more at the clinic and I had an idea,” She told her. “Like I said before, you aren’t going to be doing anything on your own for a while yet. I know how capable you are, but thinking you can handle something and actually being able to handle something are very different things and I don’t want you panicking because something hasn’t gone the way you thought it would. That being said, I do want you to have a little independence though because you’ll learn better that way. I was thinking that, tomorrow, you could be the one to see the first patient of the day. I’ll be in the room with you, but I’ll be quiet and let you handle things the way you think and I’ll only step in if you need me to or if I think I have a reason to do so,” She explained. “I think that one patient will be enough for your first time and then, after, you can have a think about how it went and we’ll have a talk about it when we get home from the clinic. Does that sound alright?”

Isabela nodded. “It sounds perfect.”

“I know you’re worried,” Julieta reached out and tucked her hair back behind her ear, having seen the look in her eyes when she told her she’d be starting in the morning, giving her a smile as she ran the back of her hand down her cheek. “But you can do this and you know you can because you told me yourself. You know the things you need to ask patients about, you know the things you need to look for, and you know more about each of those hierbas than I could hope to. You need to have as much faith in yourself as I do because the only one having doubts right now is you. I trust you completely.”

“And…and you’ll be there. The whole time?”

“You aren’t going to be left on your own for a second.”

“Okay…” Isabela breathed a sigh of relief, leaning back in her chair before she chuckled under her breath. “I think Papí will be glad. He’s tired of hearing me talk about it now.”

Julieta laughed. “No, he is as proud of you as I am and he knows you’re just excited. He loves you so much.”

Isabela smiled and looked down into her tea for a second before drinking the last of it and setting her cup back down on the table. “I think I might go to bed. I want to make sure I sleep.”

“Good idea,” Julieta agreed before the two of them stood from their chairs and tucked them in. “I’ll be going up myself soon. I want to get those dishes done before Señora Lopez comes in the morning.”

“You do know Pá will come looking for you at some point, right?” Isabela brought a hand to her hip and gave her a look.

Julieta rolled her eyes playfully. “I know.”

Giggling, Isabela took a step closer to her and caught her in a hug, burying her nose in her shoulder for a moment when she felt her wrap her own arms around her and bury a hand tenderly in her hair. “I love you, Mamá.” She said into the fabric of her dress, the love she had for her mother deepening when she kissed the side of her head and let her hand run down her back through her nightgown.

“I love you too, corazón.” Julieta replied as she gave her a squeeze before letting her pull back from her.

“Before I go up,” Isabela suddenly remembered. “Things are all sorted for the morning, aren’t they? You don’t need my help with anything?”

“No, I dealt with all that earlier.” Julieta told her, running a hand down her arm.

“Okay. Well, buenas noches.”

“Buenas noches.”

Her daughter stepped around her and walked out of the kitchen then, heading up to bed and leaving her alone, and she failed to keep from smiling to herself as she grabbed the cups from the table and carried them to the sink so she could wash them. She was so, so proud of her little girl. She always had been, from the moment she was born, but there was something about the way she was nowadays that made her prouder than she could put into words. She had changed so much in the time since things changed for them. Her attitude had improved, her relationship with the familia – Mira especially – had improved tenfold, and she was just the most selfless young woman she knew. She still had her moments, of course, she was far from perfect – even though in her mind she could never be anything but – but she was one of her greatest blessings and she was so looking forward to seeing her flourish and go from strength to strength. She had no idea what her future had in store for her, whether she would continue caring for people and go on to run the clinic one day or whether life would take her down another path, but there was one thing that she was completely sure of. She had no doubt about.

She was always going to be there to support her.

[thequeenofthedisneyverse]

Camilo and Chickpea

Camilo was doing his usual routine of pranking villagers and just having a fun time with his friends. After he was done, he decided to head home for lunch and relax a bit. Unbeknownst to him, a small little yellow thing was following him.

It took about five chirps before he stopped…and looked around. 

“What is that noise?”

Chirp!

He looked down, and that’s when he saw a little chick sitting on top of his foot like it owned it. Milo tilted his head at the little yellow puffball and looked around, seemingly looking for where this little thing came from.

It was from one of the Chicken farms, that much he knew. But HOW did it end up from the other side of the Encanto…to on top of his foot? Without being seen by cats or being stepped on?

So, he picked the little fella up and contemplated what he should do. Should he take it to a farm where this little guy could be used for food or to lay more eggs once it’s older?...or keep it as a pet?

Camilo decided to go with the latter and walked back inside with his new friend. And besides, if Antonio can keep a jaguar then camilo can surely keep a chicken, right? 

Once inside he saw his little brother and prima mira sitting on the floor coloring. 

“Hey, look at what followed me home”

Cami sat down in front of them and released the yellow feather baby. Antonio ‘awed’ and picked the little chick up. Mirabel was just confused as to why camilo had a chick on him. 

“Um…why do you have a chick?”

“It followed me”

“.....a chick…followed YOU home?” 

“Mirabel, I'm not just going to take a chick from its mother. Don’t you think that’s a little cruel?”

“Well I’m finding it hard to believe a literal baby chick followed you home on its own accord”

Antonio chimed in to the conversation “she said she left her nest to see what was beyond that weird barrier that only the big weird looking chickens can go through. After that she got lost and scared and decided to follow that big chicken. I think she means Milo”

“I’m sorry, does she think humans are just…bigger, odd looking chickens?”

“Yeah, all chickens do”

“...Oh”

The chick peeped some more and Antonio leaned down to hear her. “Oh, she says she likes Cami as her mama more. She doesn’t really remember her old one anyway or which nest she came from” 

Cue camilo who looks really emotional “she sees me as her mama?”

Cue Mirabel rolling her eyes “oh hear we go”

After that day, Camilo kept the little chick and named her Chickpea (right on the nose aint it?). All family members find it hilarious and ironic that the shapeshifting chameleon boy has a chicken for a pet. 

Pepa and Felix see Chickpea as their unconventional nieta. They can’t do much given her…chicken-ness but they like to have her around when Camilo is out. Both of them keep her on their shoulders or in their pockets. 

Casita decided to be funny and mark Alma’s door “Bisabuela”. She didn’t understand what it meant until she saw Chickpea and was told the situation. 

Mirabel knitted “father of an animal club” on his rauna. It was originally a club of one, which was just Bruno and his rats but now there’s a new member. Camilo wears it proudly. She also stitched a pocket to the front of it just in case he wanted to carry her around. 

Mira also likes knitting little hats for Chickpea, it’s tedious to make something for a creature so small but she’s up for the challenge.

Dolores takes her role as the honorary Tia very seriously. Same with Antonio. He pledged to be the very best influence on her. 

Luisa and Isabela love her too, although only one of them is trying to be a good influence and it’s not Luisa. Isa likes snatching Chickpea whenever she can and sprinkles her with pollen to make her look “cool”.

“Isabela! She’s MY daughter, not yours”

“I don’t care”

Alma and the blue couple don’t know what to think of the new family member other than she’s cute. And Alma hopes Camilo won’t get bored or tired of the new responsibility because from what she knew, chicks need care like every other pet in this world.

He never got tired of her though and always made sure she was okay. 

Luisa absolutely loves her. Will have her sit on her lap while she reads or just talk to her. 

(teenage and adult years) 

Chickpea is very spoiled and very much a diva (thanks to her “mama”). And used to having her needs met instantly. If they aren’t, she irritatingly bawks like no tomorrow. Not too loud, she knows Dolores has sensitive hearing, but she does it loud enough to the point where it’s annoying enough to get what she wants. And if that doesn’t work, she pecks you.

Chickpea also has her own collection of hats and necklaces thanks to her Tia Mirabel, Tio Antonio, and her “mama”. 

She is very sweet though and knows when someone is upset and needs a cuddle. She’ll cuddle just about anyone if it makes them happy, especially Camilo.

She certainly IS potty trained and knows exactly where to go when she needs to go (if you catch my drift). 

Camilo does include her in on his pranks (thanks to Antonio explaining the concept to her). She’s just as mischievous as her mama and loves chasing people around because it’s funny to her. Seeing creatures much bigger than you run away when you are chasing them is a hilarious thing to see. 

She is also in Bruno’s rat telenovelas as the leading actress. She won’t have it any other way…and yes, she’s just as dramatic as her mother. 

That’s all I got, I hoped you liked these. 

Inspired by @midcanto (Also, I remember you saying Camilo has Disney princess aura and I kind of want to make an au now)

[gamerbearmira]

‘Whatever It Takes’ FANART RAHHHHH 🗣🗣🗣

Ok before I get into this. This is fanart for the fic ‘Whatever It Takes’ by the amazing @reikomizuao3 who is so amazing. You guys HAVE to check this fic out. Basically evil Madrigals, but like. Actually evil, and Julieta ain’t playin with Alma no more <333

OK YEAHHHHHHHHHH FANART. As much as I love doing fanart for fics, I don’t do it often for some reason. At least not for whole stories. BUT I HAD TO DO THIS BECAUSE I LOVE IT SO MUCH <33

These are all scene redraws from across the current 8 chapters. I have tons of favs, and I honestly had trouble picking only a few, but I tried to do everyone‼️‼️ I would have done more, but. I had to take a break 😭

Julieta encouraging Pepa to finally let go 👹👹 gotta love the sisterly love <3

Ok so. First we got Isa and Mira making up early on, thanks to Julieta’s awesome plan, let’s get a round of applause. And then Luisa just being. A menace. Yes she let out the donkeys, and what about it? 🤨

Dolores being a messenger for her family, and just generally making sure no one tries anything funny. And then a little something for the most recent chapter, where Camilo is pretending to be Alma and bursts out laughing. Love that 💀

DA COUPLES‼️‼️ Carious scenes, and hey slay in all of them. also, Bruno scaring the crap out of Alma, because he knows he has power over her with his disappearance 😼

OK THAT'S ALL UNFORTUNATELY. I hope the author likes this as much as I love their fic <33 WHICH YOU SHOULD ALL READ HERE'S THE LINK 🕴🕴🕴

[arf2004]

ok i never really post anything myself but i need to get this OUT!! ill probably do multiple posts atp bc theres so much. so much in my brain. this episode fucked me up it did it did its like every single episode just wrecks me more than the last it makes me feel new emotions and love and hope and sadness and o related and i dont relate and i empathize and i dont empathize and its so fucked up.

anyways. my first thoughts. the beauty of teds scene with his mom is unparalleled to me. its really justa bpiece of a bigger picture in this episode and even the series. i understand him ona level thats not quite the same but similarly shared. he needs to be happy for the other people around him so that theyre ok. hes "the kind friend". he is the one that is a rock and treats everyone eith respect even if you think they might not deserve it.

but he learned that. thats not something you just are. you learn pain and you learn hurt and you internalize it for far longer than you should to turn out like that. to give a story from your childhood and to be told "i cant even imagine you being cruel to people". to be one dimensional. to be the nicest person youve ever met. if you falter, you break the facade of the comfort and warmth you give to the people in your life, it means they leave you. it means they pull back. it means they walk on eggshells and theyre worried about you at every turn.

the fact that they both told eachother "fuck you" and they both knew that it was ok. it hurt because love hurts. it hurt because when you tell people you are upset with them, it hurts both of you. it hurt because they both knew these things to be true and were too scared to admit it to themselves. and they both fucked up. theyre both human. everyone in this show is so utterly, entirely human. even rupert. the fact that they gave him stories and a real life history doesnt mean that he isnt a shitty guy. just because you admit that someone is human doesnt excuse their actions.

ithink, far more than any show ive seen before, our view on the characters in the show that we see as either evil or infallible changes as the characters' views themselves shift. when rebecca realizes that everyone used to be a little kid, that rupert isnt a looming evil, but a man, a man who is not anything to her but an acquaintance and an ex-husband, we start to see him as human too. when teds mom tells him that his boy misses him, and that hes hurting both of them, we see, for not the first time but definitely the most impactful to me, that he is not perfect. he never was. we see that he is making mistakes. of course he is, we all know that right? but truly, deeper than "mistakes", we see that he doesnt know. he is afraid. he has made decisions that hurt him and his son and he doesnt know what to do. he wont always know what to do, and god knows he hasnt in the past.

we hear the mantra of "nobody is perfect" and we know that, we do. but not only is nobody perfect, but nobody can escape the cycle of missteps and mistakes. it isa part of being that someone will miscommunicate. will trip. will fall. hard. but we arent bad people for that. the world isnt as easy as "good" and "bad" people. we are all just existing and finding the ways that we feel right doing it, even if sometimes it hurts others.

fuck you, ted lasso, for making me feel so much love and compassion for everything in existence.

[nhellybabee]

This season of waiting that im currently in, simply means that lord god is cooking big for me and my future. I know that he's doing his works so everything will workout for me!

These past few weeks, I've been so frustrated because of the pressure and all. But lord just made me realize what is really happening. Lord wants me to be patient, he want me to wait for something big. In this season of waiting, i also realized what are things that is truly important to me. Lord really humbled me with his love. Grabe ka lord. Ikaw lang ang kinakapitan ko lord. Maraminh salamat po! Kagabi grabe yung kaba ko, that's the first time na ginawa ko yon and lord hindi mo ako pinabayaan! Grabe ka! Grabe yung takot ko, pero nanaig paden yung katapangan na binigay mo saaken. Grabe ka lord. Kagabi, nag dodouble isip pa ako eh kung mag sastop over ako sa cakeshop to bought the cake. Grabe yung kaba ko pero nung malapit na ko doon sa loc, bigla na lang akong nag act to do it. I did it scared, grabeeee. Mej lutang ako sa kaba ng nandon ako pero di ako pinabayaan ni lord!!! Grabee ka lord.

You know sa isang araw andami kong realization. Nung andon na ako kina maryjoy, i saw ivy, faye and rachelle and everything feels so good. Then dumating yung highschool classmates namin. The Takla, though hindi complete andon sila. The situation last night just proved to me that they're not really my friends. Im not bitter ha. It just that i can really feel the barrier between us, im so proud of myself kase i am now self aware of my reactions, even though im being myself, the maingay im observing whats happening. Hindi ko alam kung nagbago sila or ako yung nagbago, hahahha well technically ako yung nagbago. Nung nandon ako sa situation na yon nasabi ko nalamg sa isip ko, aww isee wala nga. Disappointed myeah but im actually not surprised. Buti nalang hindi ako tulad ng dati na parang im so into them. I just didn't care. Andayn sila? Okay, hindi naman sila yung pinunta ko. The only mistake that i did last night was telling the couple na nakita ko sila, well i thought sila yung nakita ko. I was just starting the conversation and sa una palang i really feel there's something off. Well i care but not anymore. As for the two guys, sa curly one ako biggest na nadisappoint, di ko talaga naisip na ganon yung reaction or ganon sya kase, nagkaroon naman kami ng interaction like, pag nakikita nya ako tinatawag nya ko and super natutuwa ako don. Pero last night? Grabe di nya ko matingnan ng deretso sa mata like di mo ba ako kilala? We've been friends oyy hahahahahaha kinda sad, kase sinasabi ko pa naman sa sarili ko na isa sya sa pinakaclose ko don sa group tapos turns out that delulu lang pala ako. So don kay kitchen i will not expect anymore. Di ako ang magaadjust for you guys. Hindi ko na ipagsisiksikan yung sarili ko sa sainyo. Pero grabe lang talaga si curly like arghhh. And i just realized din na. Hindi din pala ako nag reach----- sasabihin ko sana di nag reach out ng maayos pero i did. I yayah them to seat. And i also told them na kumuha na ng food pero halos di nila ako pinansin. Hindi ko nama sya siniseryo pero i did my part. Pero siguro may part lang saken na kahit papano is kakamustahin din nila ako, kase of all us ako yung hindi nakakasama and after how many years saka ko lang ulit sila nakita. Pero wala, ni kamusta wala, ni hi nhelly wala. Well maliban kay shaii pero sa iba like okay. Sa susunod alam ko na, i should not expect anything from them. Lol kung may next time pa hahahahahaha. Anyways kung may next time man, hindi naman sila yung dahilan kung baket ko sila makikita. Like casual paden ako.

[mcnstercus]

"Maybe you could convince your sister into that if she ever marries that one guy, what's his name? Miles? I would definitely tear up a taco bar. We should get after party late night tacos after this," she suggested. She then shrugged at Isa's later question. "I have trouble saying no to a good party," she said casually, all though it was more than that. She was just scared to admit it.

Isa honestly didn't think she would say yes when she invited her out today... Even though it was a long time ago, she ended things with Clarissa to return home to sea because it was her duty. Just because she had to leave didn't make it easier on her or Clarissa. They were really just starting to talk again. It felt like Clary was starting to let her guard down some with Isa again and the future queen was more than grateful for that. She asked her to go to the wedding with the hope that they could rekindle what they had. Standing in the middle of the dance floor, moving to a slow song and staring into each other's eyes, Isa began to feel a little nervous. She chuckled softly and shook her head before looking back at Clary. "I was just thinking how perfect this night would be if they had a taco bar," she said. "But anyway... I wanted to thank you for coming here with me. I was surprised you said yes." @mcnstercus

[ginjithewanderer]

the Rad Red — Play Translation

Shout it out! Let's rock on forever!

Characters:

Taichi Nanao as Daichi

Banri Settsu as Senri

Sakyo Furuichi as Ichihashi

Juza Hyodo as Hyota

Azami Izumida as Isa

Omi Fushimi as Yoshimi

Translation under the cut

Daichi loves music and has dedicated his life to his band, but is timid and has trouble taking center stage, and Senri is a troublemaking problem child with an outstanding presence at concerts. When the two childhood friends were in high school, Senri gave in to Daichi's enthusiasm and they formed a band.

Daichi plays guitar and Senri is on vocals, and after they join university, they're joined by Hyota on the drums and Isa on bass, and they gained fans by steadily performing at concerts.

Daichi: Senri, it's done!

Senri: I told you to stop comin' in through the window, didn't I?

Daichi: I told you, I won't fall!

Senri: Your feet are dirty from walkin' on the roof. Take off your socks.

Daichi: You're surprisingly particular about this~

Daichi: That personality's definitely the reason you keep getting dumped so fast.

Senri: Shut up. Anyway, what's done?

Daichi: A new song!

Daichi: ♪~♪~

Senri: ... Huh~

Senri: That's pretty good.

Daichi: ♪~I wanna eat ramen~ Ramen~♪

Daichi: ♪~Tonkotsu, soy, miso ramen~♪

Senri: That was awful.

Daichi: I couldn't think of lyrics, so~

Daichi: But still, I wanna perform a new song at our next concert.

Senri: You're going too fast.

Daichi: I've kinda been on a roll lately. Y'know what they say, strike while the iron is hot 'n all.

Senri: Maybe you should sing every once in a while.

Daichi: Nowaynowaynowaynoway! I'll get laughed at if I try to sing!

Senri: Who the hell would laugh?

Daichi: It's gotta be someone like you on vocals. My voice's nothing special.

Senri: Just say you're scared.

Daichi: Yeah... I just think I'm better suited to standing at the very end of the stage, y'know.

After finishing a new song, Daichi barges into Senri's house. Saying he couldn't come up with any lyrics, he sang it with whatever words came to mind.

Senri said Daichi should try singing at concerts from time to time, but he refused, saying there was no way he could sing in front of people.

Hyota: Now that's good.

Isa: I like it, too.

Daichi: So, like, I wanted to perform this at our concert next month.

Isa: Next month's pretty tight for me.

Hyota: I think I'm gonna be busy with job hunting starting next month.

Isa: Job hunting? You startin' already?

Hyota: Well, most guys have already started movin' their asses.

Daichi: Job hunting... So you're really gonna get a job?

Hyota: Well, I mean, yeah.

Senri: Oh, are you gonna start workin' at your old man's company?

Daichi: NO WAY! You're not, right? We'll earn money as a band, and...

Senri: That's not happenin'.

Isa: Well, realistically, we're not really earnin' anything yet. There's no way we can before we make our major debut, right?

Hyota: Yeah... Ideals are just ideals, after all. When it comes down to it, we can only really do this as a hobby.

Daichi: ... Still, I really just want to keep making music. I don't wanna do anything else.

Daichi suggests performing a new song at their concert next month. However, Hyota says he'll be busy with job hunting starting next month. When the conversation turns to what they'll do after graduation, Daichi says he wants to make a living off music, but the others say that's unrealistic.

Daichi dreams of continuing the band with the same members forever, but Senri only sings because Daichi wanted him to, and has no intention of making music his life's work. Unable to tell him this, Senri gets annoyed at Daichi, thinking he really does want to sing.

Ichihashi: You should take this exam next month. Are you preparing to study abroad?

Daichi: I told you I'm not studying abroad. I'm busy with concerts next month, I can't.

Ichihashi: Don't give me that, and get it into your head that you're taking over the company.

Daichi: I'm not taking over the company.

Ichihashi: You don't study and you don't have any merits, so there's no way you're getting into a good company. If you even wanna make it to a half-decent place, you'd better study your ass off under me.

Daichi: SHUT UP! I'll make a living off my music, so it doesn't matter!

Ichihashi: Don't be stupid. The ones who can say that have already made their start by now. Right now, the world doesn't recognize you, so there's no point. Keep it a hobby. I can tell that you're struggling.

Daichi: --gh.

Ichihashi: DAICHI! Listen when people are talking to you!

While Daichi is thinking of lyrics for the new song in the living room of his house, his father comes home and tells him to study abroad so he can take over his company, causing an argument between them. Daichi declares that he plans to make a living off his music, but his father denies it, saying anyone who can has already made their start, so he should keep this as a hobby and stop saying foolish things.

Ignoring his father, Daichi shuts himself up in his room and tries to continue writing lyrics, but doesn't make much progress.

Daichi: Sorry. I couldn't come up with lyrics.

Senri: We're gonna have to postpone performing the new song, then.

Isa: You were tryin' to go too fast. It's okay.

Hyota: It'd be better if ya made something you're satisfied with.

Daichi: Sorry. Thanks.

Senri: Let's stop here for today, then.

Daichi: Huh? Wait, but we're all here. What about practice-

Hyota: Sorry, I have some stuff I need to do, too.

Isa: Yeah, let's split up here, then.

Daichi: ... Okay.

Senri: Oh? Hey, Uncle.

Ichihashi: Oh, Senri. Daichi isn't with you?

Senri: We just said goodbye to each other.

Ichihashi: ... Good grief. I wish he'd put this much effort into his studies.

Senri: Like that's ever happenin'.

Ichihashi: Sigh...

Senri: You goin' home from work?

Ichihashi: I had to check on a building that's just been completed, and now I'm heading straight home.

Senri: What did you construct this time?

Ichihashi: An Italian restaurant in front of the station.

Senri: Huh... I'll go check it out sometime soon. ... Actually, I've been interested in architectural design lately. I've been thinking about getting into the field.

Ichihashi: Is that so?

Senri: I haven't really told anyone about it yet, though.

Ichihashi: If you want to get into design, you should pick a company carefully. Some of them just outsource everything.

Senri: I see.

Ichihashi: You're welcome to join my company anytime, Senri. Well, it'd be bad for me if you get into too much trouble, though.

Senri: Haha. I've chilled out lately, so it'll be fine. For real, though, I might join your company in the future.

Ichihashi: Goodness. If only you and Daichi switched places.

Senri: Well, if it was my parents, they wouldn't have anything bad to say about me being in a band.

Ichihashi: Your parents have artistic spirits, too, after all. You could probably pull it off. Daichi is awkward like me, though. I don't think he can get by on just music.

Senri: Well, he still has until graduation, so he should be okay, right?

Ichihashi: Maybe, but... Ah, right. If you want to learn architectural design, you should consider studying abroad.

Senri: Abroad? I only just started getting interested in this, so I'll have to think hard about it...

Ichihashi: I've told Daichi about all the universities and courses I'd recommend, so try asking him about it.

Senri: Got it.

The day of the concert draws nearer, but Daichi can't come up with any lyrics, so the performance of the new song is postponed.

One day, on his way home from practice, Senri happens to meet Daichi's father, Ichihashi. Senri is interested in Ichihashi's workplace, and while listening to him talk about his job, he starts to realize it's what he really wants to do. Ichihashi sees this and says he wishes Daichi and Senri switched places. He says he doesn't think Daichi, who's awkward like him, can make it on music alone.

Daichi: I really wanted to perform a new song, too... Oh well, we can have another concert next month, right?

Isa: We're doin' too much.

Hyota: Yeah... Sorry, but this concert might be my last.

Senri: Huh?

Hyota: I gotta work harder at job hunting than I expected. It's gonna be tough, so I'm leavin' the band. I'll support ya as much as I can once things calm down, though.

Daichi: WHAT!? YOU'RE KIDDING, RIGHT?

Isa: 'N you're sayin' that right before the performance?

Hyota: Sorry. It was hard to say.

Senri: Well, lookin' for jobs seems hard.

Isa: I guess there's no helpin' it...

Daichi: Huh? Wait a minute. What- Are you just acceptin' this!?

???: It's almost time.

Senri: C'mon, let's go.

Daichi: No, I'm not done talking!

The concert was quite a success.

Isa: That desperate energy was surprisingly good.

Senri: The only desperate one was Daichi.

Daichi: Anyone would be the same if they had to hear that right before a performance!

Hyota: Senri seemed just fine, though.

Yoshimi: Can I have a moment? You're the members of Rad Red, right?

Daichi: Yes?

Yoshimi: I'm Yoshimi of AB Records.

Daichi: AB RECORDS!?

Hyota: Seriously?

Isa: That's the real deal...

Yoshimi: Your songs are amazing. You don't belong to a label yet, do you? Are you interested?

Daichi: W- we are, we are! We really are!

Yoshimi: There are a few things I'd like to consider, so if you have any audio files for what you've produced so far, could you give them to me?

Daichi: I'll send you tons!

Yoshimi: Thank you. I'll be in touch.

Daichi: D- does this mean we can debut!?

Senri: We don't know that yet. He could just be asking everyone.

Daichi: But if he asked us, it means there's a chance, right? We got noticed!

Hyota: Well, I guess that's true. 'M glad.

Daichi: Hey, this coming from the guy who said he was quitting!? This is our CD debut! You won't leave now, right!?

Hyota: Ah... Um...

Daichi: We said our ideal was to make a living off our songs, right!?

Hyota: Well, I'll put my withdrawal on hold for now.

Daichi: YAAAY!!!

Senri: ...

Right before the concert, Hyota states that because of job hunting, this may be his last gig. Daichi is shocked, but Senri is understanding of it. Isa seems to also think there's no other way. Daichi is angry at the others for this, and the concert continues with a tense atmosphere.

After the concert, Yoshimi from a record company approaches the band and says they may be able to make their CD debut, delighting Daichi. Hyota also promises to put his withdrawal on hold, even though he's unsure of his decision. Senri is the only one left, looking like he has mixed feelings on the situation.

Daichi: I'm home.

Ichihashi: Daichi. This is on the topic of studying abroad from the other day. Senri has been putting a lot of thought into his future. And then there's you-

Daichi: I might make my CD debut. I'm continuing on the path of music.

Ichihashi: What are you talking about?

Daichi: Someone from a record company reached out to me today. He recognized our songs!

Ichihashi: Good grief... If you're lucky enough to debut and think you can make a living off it, you're sorely mistaken. How many people do you think just debut and then disappear? If you're getting so carried away by the words "CD debut", you won't last too long. You're much too naïve. Generally-

Daichi: -- I've had enough! No matter what I say, you really don't get it! You won't approve of anything I do!

Ichihashi: Stop this childish nonsense!

Daichi: I could say the same to you!

Ichihashi: DAICHI! Where do you think you're going!?

Daichi: I'M LEAVING!

Senri: And you're comin' here? Goin' next door isn't really running away from home.

Daichi: It's fine.

Senri: ... That reminds me, has your dad told ya about potential universities you could study abroad at?

Daichi: Huh? Ah, I guess... I think he mentioned a few, but I didn't really pay attention.

Senri: You should try listenin' to him sometimes, too.

Daichi: There's no point. You should be sayin' that to him, anyway. He never listens to what I have to say. ... Hey, if you're askin' me... Senri, you said you were interested in my dad's company, right? Man, if only we could switch places...

Senri: ... You really are father and son. Daichi, I'm gonna sleep.

Daichi: Ah, sorry. Can I keep the lights on just a little longer?

Senri: Go ahead, but I have an early class tomorrow.

Daichi: Just a little longer.

Several hours passed after Senri fell asleep.

Daichi: ... I did it!! SENRI!! I DID IT!!

Senri: ... Yeah? Fucker, don't wake me up at a time like this-

Daichi: ♪ Yeah, after the worst of nights ♪

♪ Look, the dawn is waiting for this song ♪

♪ Bit by bit, the sky's dyed red, it lights up ♪

♪ The rest of our dreams, the paths we've each chosen ♪

How was that?

Senri: ... That was good.

Daichi: RIGHT!? This phrase here was totally cool, right~? Not to toot my own horn, but I'm sure you'll love singin' this. Seriously!

Senri: Yeah. I won't sing it, though.

Daichi: WHAT?

Senri: You sing it.

Daichi: HUH? Why? Did you not like it or somethin'? I'll change it, then.

Senri: Quit it. You already know why, don't ya? This is your song. No, all our songs so far have been yours, not mine. It wasn't me who wanted to be in a band. It wasn't me who wanted to sing.

Daichi: Huh-

Senri: Get outta here.

Daichi: Senri-

Senri: Come back after you've convinced your dad. Idiot.

Daichi tells his father about being approached by a record company, but it turns into an argument again, and he runs away from home, crashing at Senri's house. He turns a deaf ear to what Senri has to say. When Daichi says Senri should say all this to his father instead, Senri smiles bitterly to himself, thinking how the two really are like father and son.

Daichi finishes his song in the middle of the night and performs it for Senri. Senri heard the lyrics referencing Daichi's conflict with his father and told him to sing the song himself, kicking Daichi out of his house until he realized his own true intentions.

Hyota: 'N you're lookin' for safety here?

Daichi: I don't get it. Does this mean Senri never wanted to be in the band? I mean, yeah, when I first invited him, he didn't seem to care either way, but... I thought we were having fun.

Hyota: Well, 'm sure he had fun. 'S different in your case, though.

Daichi: I'm having fun! Being in a band with you all is super fun.

Hyota: 'S not just fun with you though; you're tryin' to go even further, aren't you? Isn't that what it means to want to make a livin' off music? If it's just about fun, then it'd be fine to keep this a hobby. If you wanna make that your only source of income, though, you gotta really be ready for it. 'S not easy for everyone to make the decision of continuing on only music even after we're no longer students like it was for you.

Daichi: Are you sayin' Senri doesn't wanna do this with me anymore?

Hyota: He only joined you at all 'cuz you couldn't sing yourself 'n asked him to, didn't he?

Daichi: Well, yeah, but... I just thought maybe he wanted to keep makin' music forever, just like me-

Hyota: Just let him go, man.

Daichi: The hell do you mean, let him go? Besides, ever since we were kids, I'm the one who's been stuck to his side like his henchman...

Hyota: You're still the center of the band, though. Even I joined this band 'cuz I thought your songs were good, and I thought I could make a livin' off music with you forever. You have this kinda magnetic energy that drags people in. I thought a guy like that could even make a livin' off music, and if it's a band you're in, 'm startin' to think that maybe I wanna put my life on the line for it, too.

Daichi: ... What about Senri?

Hyota: You already know the answer, don't ya?

Isa: The hell? Senri didn't show up today, either? What do we do about practicin' the new song?

Daichi: Uh...

Hyota: Daichi can sing it.

Daichi: No, but-

Isa: Sure, you'd make a good stand-in.

Hyota: You can sing if it's just for practice, right?

Daichi: ... Yeah, I'll be okay.

With nowhere else to go, Daichi heads to Hyota's place. When Daichi complains about Senri, Hyota lectures him about how everyone has different ideas about music and their futures, and tells him he should let Senri go.

As the concert where they planned to perform their new song draws closer, Senri stops showing up for practice.

Senri: They're callin' way too much... 

Senri: Tsk, I'll teach 'em a lesson.

Punk A: What?

Punk B: What was that, fucker?

Senri: Huh? I didn't say shit to y'all.all the boring ass songs.

Senri: ...

Punk A: The fuck? You tryna start a fight?

Punk B: Oh? Isn't this Rad Red's vocalist? Saw him at a concert a while back.

Punk A: Ohhh, ya mean that band with 

Punk B: The hell's with that look? You wanna go, fucker!?

Senri: Y'all are the boring ones!

Yoshimi: I got to listen to your songs. You can definitely look forward to debuting with our label!

Daichi: FOR REAL!? Thank you very much!

Isa: We're really gonna debut...

Hyota: Amazing...

Yoshimi: Also, for the song Senri wasn't singing in, was that you, Daichi?

Daichi: Ah, yes. That was just a demo track.

Yoshimi: It'd be nice if you sang at concerts, too, though. You're really good.

Daichi: Noo, I'm a wuss and I can't sing in front of people.

Yoshimi: Speaking of which, where's Senri today?

Daichi: Aah, he's just a little... AH!

Daichi: Senri!? Don't ignore my calls! Wait, what? Your mom? HUH? The police arrested you!?

Isa: Police?

Hyota: What'd he do this time?

Daichi: He said he got into a big fight and the police got involved.

Isa: And that kinda thing is really bad right now, isn't it?

Daichi: Ah...

Yoshimi: Does this kind of thing happen to Senri often?

Daichi: Um... sometimes... But he's not a bad guy!

Yoshimi: When you go pro, a scandal with any one of you can be fatal to the whole group. Not just the band members, but everyone in the team involved will be harmed. From now on, you won't just be making music among friends; you're going to be part of a bigger project. The number of people involved will also increase by a huge amount. That's what it means to be professionals. The same goes for your music-making process, of course. I need you guys to be aware of this.

Daichi: ... Okay.

Yoshimi: I wonder if I can ask for you to debut without Senri, with Daichi on vocals. This isn't just something I came up with on the spot. I thought the same thing while listening to your demo track. I reached out to you guys because I liked your songs, but after listening to Daichi's vocals, I feel like they could be even better.

Daichi: That's- We can't do that! All of us, including Senri, are Rad Red! If we have to leave Senri out, we won't debut!

Hyota: Hey, Daichi-

Yoshimi: Is that so... We do want to avoid risk as much as possible, though. Please give this some thought.

Daichi: -gh.

Right before the concert, Senri gets into a big fight and the police get involved. Yoshimi hears this, and asks the band to debut without Senri, with Daichi on vocals instead. He says it's not just because of the current incident, but also because he found Daichi's singing more appealing. Daichi instantly rejects the idea of debuting, saying Rad Red isn't complete without Senri. Still, Yoshimi says he wants the band to think this over and leaves.

Isa: The hell are you doin'? Is Senri not showing up after all?

Daichi: He just won't reply...

Hyota: If things 're like this, maybe it'd be better to just debut without him.

Daichi: NO WAY! Senri is our vocalist! I haven't heard anything from him yet!

Senri: That's what pisses me off about you.

Daichi: SENRI!

Senri: Let's start the show with "Seven".

Daichi: Y-yeah. I mean- you're late!

Isa: You goddamn problem child.

Hyota: You finally came.

Senri: Hey, you're all gettin' too bold!

Daichi: Your late ass is included in that!

Senri: Uhh, so the next song's gonna be the last one. A new song. Daichi wrote this one after getting into an argument with his dad. Didn't you?

Daichi: Haha, I guess so.

Audience: Ahaha! What the hell?

Senri: Honestly, ever since we were in elementary school, Daichi's sucked at sports and studying, so he never stood out. He wasn't funny, either, so he was a pretty boring guy. But when it came to music, things were different. His songs are literally just good. That's why I joined his band as the vocalist. This song is about Daichi's determination when he decided he wants to spend his life with music. That's why... I want you to sing it. Convince your dad yourself.

Daichi: What--

Senri: This is as far as I'll go with you.

Daichi: Senri!

Senri: Hyota, count off!

Hyota: ... 1, 2, 1, 2, 3, 4.

Senri: Everyone... Today's my last performance, so! Let's raise the damn roof!

Audience: WOOO!

Senri: Sing.

Daichi: -

Ichihashi: ...

Yoshimi: That band is good, aren't they?

Daichi: ♪ The moon blurred in the silent darkness ♪

Yoshimi: The last vocalist was good, too, but after switching to the guitarist, the strength of their songs gets across more directly.

Daichi: ♪ I was left behind and struggling ♪

Senri: ♪ Wondering who I really am ♪

Yoshimi: There's no doubt that they'll only grow from here on.

Senri: ♪ And where I want to go ♪

Ichihashi: That guitarist is my son.

Yoshimi: You're Daichi's-?

Daichi: ♪ This story has no set scenario ♪

Yoshimi: In that case, allow me to formally introduce myself- 

Daichi: ♪ I'm the one who decides the ending ♪

Yoshimi: I'm Yoshimi of AB Records.

Senri: ♪ When I mix words with sound ♪

Yoshimi: I've just been asking them if they'd like to debut with our label.

Senri: ♪ I can let loose with all my might ♪

Ichihashi: So it's you...

Daichi: ♪ Yeah, after the worst of nights ♪

Ichihashi: Daichi's been very shy since he was a child. He even cried before preschool every morning.

Daichi: ♪ Look, the dawn is waiting for this song ♪

Senri: ♪ Bit by bit, the sky's dyed red, it lights up ♪

Ichihashi: He always stayed in the shadows throughout elementary and middle school, too. Before I knew it, he grew up.

Senri: ♪ The rest of our dreams ♪

Yoshimi: You have a fine son.

Daichi, Senri: ♪ Resounding with my identity ♪

Ichihashi: ... He's clumsy, so there's only one thing he can do.

Daichi, Senri: ♪ The autumn wind is drying up my tears ♪

Ichihashi: He really is just like me.

Daichi, Senri: ♪ Even if we can't take the shortest route, we'll run ♪

Ichihashi: Please take care of Daichi.

Senri: ♪ We'll each dye our paths ♪

Daichi: ♪ A beautiful red ♪

Daichi, Senri: ♪ Rad Red ♪

[jujumin-translates]

Event | the Rad Red | Chapter 10

Daichi: “It’s done, Senri!”

Senri: “Thought I told you to stop coming through the window.”

Daichi: “I said I wouldn’t fall.”

Senri: “Your feet are all dirty from walkin’ around on the roof. Take your socks off.”

Daichi: “You’re surprisingly detailed, Senri. You definitely get dumped early in a relationship ‘cause of it, don’t you?”

Senri: “Shut it. What did you say was done?”

Daichi: “A new song! ♪~♪~”

*Guitar plays*

Senri: …Huh. Ain’t bad.”

Daichi: “I wanna eat ramen~ Ramen~ Tonkotsu, shouyu, and miso ramen~.”

*Guitar stops*

Senri: “And it got worse.”

Daichi: “I couldn’t come up with any lyrics. But I really wanna perform a new song at our upcoming live.”

Senri: “There’s no way we have time for that.”

Daichi: “Isn’t that the trend lately? Figure out something last minute, y’know.”

Senri: “Then you’re the one that’s gotta sing it.”

Daichi: “Nononononono! I’d just get laughed at if I was the one on vocals!”

Senri: “Who’d be laughing?”

Daichi: “The vocals should just be done by someone more like you. My voice isn’t anywhere near that showy.”

Senri: “You’re just too scared.”

Daichi: “Probably. I’m just a more in-the-shadows kinda guy anyway.”

Director: (As per Taichi-kun’s request, Daichi is unable to be the center of attention. He’s gotten really good at acting naturally.)

Director: (Banri-kun is also like Taichi-kun and seems very realistic this time around too.)

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Hyota: “It ain’t a bad song.”

Isa: “I like it too.”

Daichi: “Okay so, I’m hoping we can play it at next month’s show.”

Isa: “We’re a little tight on time to try and get it in by next month.”

Hyota: “I think I’m gonna be busy gettin’ ready for job hunting next month.”

Isa: “Job hunting? Already, starting on that?”

Hyota: “Well, most other people got a move on it already.”

Daichi: “Job hunting, huh… So you’re gonna get a job after all?”

Hyota: “Well, yeah, I gotta.”

Senri: “Ah, you gonna work for your old man’s company?”

Daichi: “No! We’ll be able to make money with the band, so…”

Senri: “It ain’t gonna work.”

Isa: “We’re not making any real money right now. We’d have to get a record label to do that, wouldn’t we?

Hyota: “I mean, yeah… Goals are goals, but the reality is this is just a hobby.”

Daichi: “…I still wanna do music. There’s nothing else I wanna do.”

Director: (Both Juza-kun and Azami-kun are playing roles that are closely inspired by their real selves this time, so the atmosphere of a group of young people is really strong.)

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Ichihashi: “Make sure you take this exam next month. Are you preparing to study abroad?”

Daichi: “I’m not gonna study abroad. I’m busy with a gig next month, I can’t.”

Ichihashi: “When are you going to realize that you need to take over the company one day?”

Daichi: “I ain’t taking over the company.”

Ichihashi: “You can’t just not study well. You’ll never be able to get a good job without any kind of merit.”

Ichihashi: “That’s why I’d rather have you learn under my watch than go to some second-rate place.”

Daichi: “Shut up! I can make a living off music just fine!”

Ichihashi: “Don’t be stupid. People don’t make a living off of that.”

Ichihashi: “There’s no way it’s possible when the world doesn’t recognize you now. Keep it as just a hobby. I don’t want to see you struggle.”

Daichi: “--Tch.”

*Door slams*

Ichihashi: “Daichi! Listen to me when I’m talking to you!”

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Daichi: “…Damnit, I’ve got nothin’.”

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

Daichi: “Sorry, I don’t have any lyrics.”

Senri: “Guess we’ll have to delay dropping the new song then.”

Isa: “It was always an overly ambitious goal, so it’ll be fine.”

Hyota: “It’s better to make somethin’ we like than somethin’ rushed.”

Daichi: “Sorry. But thanks.”

Senri: “Well then, guess we’ll call it for today then.”

Daichi: “Eh? No, we’re already here so we can practice or something--.”

Hyota: “Can’t. I’ve got things to do.”

Isa: “Ah, well, I think we should go then.”

Daichi: “…Got it.”

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Senri: “Huh. Hey, man.”

Ichihashi: “Senri-kun, is it? Is Daichi not with you?”

Senri: “We just split up a little while ago.”

Ichihashi: “…God, why can’t he just study that hard instead.”

Senri: “Impossible.”

Ichihashi: “Sigh…”

Senri: “You coming back from work?”

Ichihashi: “I’m going to check out the completed building and then I’ll be going straight home.”

Senri: “What’d you build this time?”

Ichihashi: “An Italian place right in front of the station.”

Senri: “Huh, I’ll have to check it out sometime.”

Senri: “…Actually, I’ve been kinda interested in architectural design lately, and I’ve been thinkin’ about going into the field.”

Ichihashi: “Is that so?”

Senri: “Haven’t talked about it with anyone yet though.”

Ichihashi: “If it’s design you’re interested in, make sure to chose the right company. Some companies just outsource everything.”

Senri: “Gotcha.”

Ichihashi: “If you’re interested, my company is always open for you. We don’t do anything too crazy though.”

Senri: “I’ve calmed down a bit lately, so I’d be good. Damn, to think I might be workin’ for your company, man.”

Ichihashi: “I really wish the roles were swapped here.”

Senri: “Well, if it were my folks, they wouldn’t have said anything about me being in a band.”

Ichihashi: “Your parents are also artistic people. So you might actually have a chance at making it, Senri-kun.”

Ichihashi: “But like me, Daichi has a clumsy nature. I don’t think he can make it on music alone.”

Senri: “Well, there’s still time until graduation, so I’m sure it’ll be fine.”

Ichihashi: “I hope so.”

Ichihashi: “Oh, right. If you want to study architectural design, you should consider studying abroad.”

Senri: “Abroad, huh. I’ve been interested in it for a while now. Guess I better give it some more serious thought…”

Ichihashi: “I’ve given Daichi some recommendations for colleges and courses, so ask him.”

Senri: “Gotcha.”

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Daichi: “I really wanted to perform the new song. Oh well, guess we’ll have to put it in another show next month.”

Isa: “You’re putting in too much.”

Hyota: “Ah, sorry, but I think this might be my last show.”

Daichi: “Eh?”

Hyota: “I’m leaving the band because it looks like I’m gonna have to be more serious about job hunting than I thought. Once I get settled, I’ll keep supporting ya as much as I can.”

Daichi: “Huuuuh!? You’re kidding!?”

Isa: “Shouldn’t have said that before the show.”

Hyota: “Sorry. It wasn’t easy to say.”

Senri: “Well, I heard that job hunting is pretty tough.”

Isa: “Can’t be helped.”

Daichi: “Huh? Wait a sec, what? You’re all just okay with this!?”

Staff: “It’s almost time.”

Senri: “Aight, let’s go.”

Daichi: “No, we’re not done talking about this!”

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Isa: “That desperate tension was surprisingly nice.”

Senri: “The only one who was desperate was Daichi.”

Daichi: “Anyone would be like that if they were told something like that right before a show!”

Hyota: “Senri seemed pretty normal though.”

*Knock on door and door opens*

Yoshimi: “Are you the members of Rad Red? Do you have a sec?”

Daichi: “Yeah?”

Yoshimi: “I’m Yoshimi from AB Records.”

Daichi: “AB Records!?”

Hyota: “Deadass?”

Isa: “Seriously…”

Yoshimi: “Your song was really incredible. You’re not affiliated with a label yet, are you? Are you interested?”

Daichi: “Y-Yes, yes! Absolutely yes!”

Yoshimi: “I’d like to consider a few things, so if you have any sound files or anything else you’ve done so far, could I have them?”

Daichi: “I’ll send ‘em right away!”

Yoshimi: “Thanks. I’ll be in touch.”

Daichi: “I-Is this like, our debut!?”

Senri: “I dunno yet. Maybe they’re just picking around here and there.”

Daichi: “But if he approached us, that means we have a chance right? He approved of us!”

Hyota: “Well, that’s probably true. That’s good.”

Daichi: “Hey, you started out saying you’re leaving the band! And then we get a CD debut! You’re not leaving, are you!?”

Hyota: “Ah… Umm…”

Daichi: “You said the best way to make a living is music!”

Hyota: “I guess I’ll hold off on leaving.”

Daichi: “Hell yeah~!!!”

Senri: “…”

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

Daichi: “I’m home.”

Ichihashi: “Daichi. Continuing our conversation about studying abroad the other day, Senri-kun is properly thinking about his future. You on the other hand--.”

Daichi: “I’m on the verge of being able to make a CD debut. I’m gonna pursue a career in music.”

Ichihashi: “What are you talking about?”

Daichi: “Today a guy from a record company scouted us out. Our music got recognized!”

Ichihashi: “If you’re lucky enough to make your debut and think you can make a living off of just that, you’re mistaken.”

Ichihashi: “Do you know how many people make a debut and then just disappear?”

Ichihashi: “If you get carried away by the words “CD debut, you won’t last a minute in that industry. You’re too naive. You should--.”

Daichi: “--Stop it! You have no clue what you’re talking about, Dad! You never approve of anything I do!”

Ichihashi: “Enough with this childish nonsense!”

Daichi: “I could say the same thing!”

Ichihashi: “Daichi! Where do you think you’re going!?”

Daichi: “Away from you!”

*Door slams*

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

Senri: “So you just come to my house? You can’t run away just by going next door, y’know.”

Daichi: “I know.”

Senri: “So I heard from your old man that you’re a candidate for a college to study abroad at?”

Daichi: “Eh? Ah, I feel like he said something about that but I wasn’t really listening.”

Senri: “You should listen to your old man more.”

Daichi: “Listening is pointless. I could tell him the same thing. He doesn’t listen to me at all.”

Daichi: “Maybe you should just ask him. You said you were interested in his company, didn’t you, Senri? Aagh, if only things were switched around.”

Senri: “...You really are father and son, huh.”

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

Senri: “Almost time to sleep, Daichi.”

Daichi: “Ah, sorry, can I have the light just a little longer?”

Senri: “I don’t mind, but don’t you have class first period tomorrow?”

Daichi: “Just a little long, okay?”

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

*Guitar strums*

Daichi: “...I got it!! Senri!! I got it!!”

Senri: “...Haah? Don’t wake me up at this hour, dumbass--.”

*Guitar plays*

Daichi: ♪ “When I struggled in my darkest time, I was left behind by the fading moon.” ♪

Senri: “--.”

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

Daichi: “What’d you think?”

Senri: “...Ain’t bad.”

Daichi: “Really!? There phrases here and stuff are so cool, if I do say so myself~. I’m sure you’ll feel so good when you sing it.”

Senri: “True. But I’m not the one who’s gonna sing it.”

Daichi: “Eh?”

Senri: “You sing it.”

Daichi: “Huh? Why? Is there something wrong with it? If so, I can fix it.”

Senri: “Knock it off. You know what I’m saying. It’s your song.”

Senri: “Every song you’ve ever written is your song. They’re not mine. I’m not the one who wants to be in the band or sing.”

Daichi: “Eh--.”

Senri: “Go.”

Daichi: “Senri--.”

Senri: “You can come back when you convince your old man, dumbass.”

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

Hyota: “So you decided to hide out here.”

Daichi: “I don’t get it. So you’re telling me Senri’s been in the band all this time and he’s actually hated it?”

Daichi: “Back when I asked him, he didn’t seem to cae that much, but I was sure he was having a good time.”

Hyota: “Well yeah, it was fun. But not for you.”

Daichi: “I’m having fun! Being in the band with you guys is hella fun.”

Hyota: “You’re trying to go further than just having fun. That’s what it means to make a living with music.”

Hyota: “If it’s for a hobby, then fun is just fine. But if you wanna make a living doing it, you’ve gotta be more prepared.”

Hyota: “I dunno if everyone will be able to make the same decision as easily as you did.”

Daichi: “So you’re saying Senri doesn’t want to do this with me anymore.”

Hyota: “Originally, you only invited him to the the vocalist because you couldn’t sing yourself.”

Daichi: “That’s true, but… I was just wondering if Senri wants to do music all the time like I do--.”

Hyota: “C’mon, just let him go.”

Daichi: “What do you mean “let him go”? We’ve been together since we were kids for the most part. I’m like Senri’s sidekick…”

Hyota: “Even so, you’re still the center of the band.”

Hyota: “I joined this band because I thought your songs were good, and I thought I could make a living playing music in this band forever.”

Hyota: “You have that kinda magnetic field, the kinda energy that just sucks you in.”

Hyota: “I think a guy like that can make a living in music, and with you in the band, I’m starting to think I might be willing to risk it all for that.”

Daichi: “...What about Senri?”

Hyota: “You already know the answer to that.”

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

Isa: “The hell, no Senri today either? How are we supposed to practice the new song?”

Daichi: “Aah…”

Hyota: “Daichi, you sing.”

Daichi: “No, but--.”

Isa: “That’ll work. You can sub in.”

Hyota: “You can sing just for practice, right?”

Daichi: “...Well, okay.”

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

Senri: “So many incoming calls… Tch, so damn clingy.”

Delinquent A: “Haah?”

Delinquent B: “What’d you say, asshole?”

Senri: “Hah? I wasn’t talking to you.”

Delinquent A: “What? You tryin’ to pick a fight?”

Delinquent B: “Huh? Ain’t this the Rad Red vocalist? Think I saw him at the show the other night.”

Delinquent A: “Ah, the band that played all those boring-ass songs.”

Senri: “--.”

Delinquent B: “What’s with that look? The hell are you gonna do?”

Senri: “You fuckers aren’t gonna get bored of this!”

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

Yoshimi: “I had a listen to your songs. I hope you’ll consider making your debut with our label.”

Daichi: “Really!? Of couse we will!”

Isa: “A legit debut, huh…”

Hyota: “That’s incredible.”

Yoshimi: “By the way, there was one song where Senri-kun wasn’t the vocalist. Was that you, Daichi-kun?”

Daichi: “Ah, yeah. That one was just a demo.”

Yoshimi: “You should’ve sung it live, it was incredible.”

Daichi: “No, no, I’m no good singing in front of people.”

Yoshimi: “Speaking of that, where is Senri-kun today?”

Daichi: “Ah, gimme a sec on that…”

*Phone buzzes*

Daichi: “Ah! Senri!? Why were you ignoring my calls!? Eh? Auntie? Huh? Senri got arrested by the police!?”

Isa: “Police?”

Hyota: “What’d he do this time?”

Daichi: “He got into a nasty fight and the police got involved.”

Isa: “What bad timing.”

Daichi: “Ah…”

Yoshimi: “Does Senri-kun do this kind of thing often?”

Daichi: “Umm… Sometimes… But I swear he’s not a bad guy!”

Yoshimi: “In the professional world, one person’s scandal can be fatal to the whole group.”

Yoshimi: “It’ll not only affect the individual band member, but the team as a whole.”

Yoshimi: “From now on, this is gonna be a bigger project, not just playing music with your buddies.”

Yoshimi: “The number of people involved will also be much larger. That’s what it means to be a professional.”

Yoshimi: “Of course, same goes for making the music. That’s something you all have to be aware of.”

Daichi: “...Understood.”

Yoshimi: “Would you consider debuting without Senri-kun and would you be on vocals instead, Daichi-kun?”

Yoshimi: “This isn’t something I’m just coming up with now, I thought about it when I listened to that demo.”

Yoshimi: “I picked you guys because your one song was good, but when I heard Daichi-kun’s vocals, I could sense an even more high quality song there.”

Daichi: “We-- We can’t do that! All of us are Rad Red, including Senri!”

Daichi: “We won’t do the debut without Senri!”

Hyota: “Oi, Daichi--.”

Yoshimi: “I see… We just want to minimize the risk as much as possible. Please just consider it for a moment.”

Daichi: “--Gh.”

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

Isa: “What are we gonna do? You know if Senri’s coming yet?”

Daichi: “I haven’t heard from him at all.”

Hyota: “Anyway, why didn’t you just say that we’d debut without Senri?”

Daichi: “Because! Senri is our vocalist! Even if I haven’t heard a single thing from him yet!”

*Door opens*

Senri: “That’s the thing that pisses me off.”

Daichi: “Senri!”

Senri: Y’know, from our first song, “Seven”.”

Daichi: “Y-Yeah. I mean, of course I do!”

Isa: “Damn, you really are the problem child, huh.”

Hyota: “Now we’re complete.”

Senri: “Aight, let’s bring the house down!”

Daichi: “Hey! You were the one that was late, why do you get to hype us up!?”

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

Senri: “Hmm, well then, next up is our last song. A new one. This one was created after you had a fight with your father. Right, Daichi?”

Daichi: “Haha. You got me.”

Audience Member A: “Ahaha.

Audience Member B: “What the hell?”

Senri: “To be honest, ever since elementary school, Daichi never stood out. He wasn’t good at sports or studying, he wasn’t funny, and he was just kinda boring.”

Senri: “But not when it came to music. His music was insanely good. So I joined this band as vocalist.”

Senri: “This song is about Daichi’s decision to live his life through music.”

Senri: “So you sing this time. To convince your old man.”

Daichi: “Eh--.”

Senri: “I’m following you from now on.”

Daichi: “Senri!”

Senri: “Hyota, count for us!”

Hyota: “... 1, 2, 3, 4.”

*Music starts*

Senri: “Everyone, today is my last show! So let’s blow the roof off this place!”

Audience Member A: “Wooo!”

Senri: “Sing.”

Daichi: “--.”

Daichi: ♪ “When I struggled in my darkest time, I was left behind by the fading moon.” ♪

Senri: ♪ “Who am I really? Where do I want to go” ♪

Daichi: ♪ “A story with no set scenario, an ending for me to decide” ♪

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

Ichihashi: “…”

Yoshimi: “This band is great. The previous vocalist was great, but when he takes over as guitarist, the power of the song really shines through.”

Yoshimi: “No doubt they’ll be big in the future.”

Ichihashi: “That one on the guitar, that’s my son.”

Yoshimi: “Daichi-kun is? If that’s the case, let me introduce myself again-- I’m Yoshimi from AB Records.”

Yoshimi: “I’m in the process of recruiting him for debuting with our label.”

Ichihashi: “You’re…”

Ichihashi: “Daichi had been withdrawn since he was little. He cried nearly every morning when he went to preschool.”

Ichihashi: “In elementary and middle school, he was always the shy kid who hid in the shadows, but before I knew it, he’d grown up.”

Yoshimi: “You have a wonderful son.”

Ichihashi: “He’s clumsy but good at only one thing. He really is just like me.”

Ichihashi: “Daichi, do your best.”

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

Daichi・Senri: ♪ “My identity rings out, the autumn wind drys my tears” ♪

Daichi・Senri: ♪ “Even if you can’t go the shortest distance, start running” ♪

Senri: ♪ “Each of us on our own path” ♪

Daichi: ♪ “A beautiful dyed red” ♪

Daichi・Senri: ♪ “Rad Red” ♪

Director: (i can feel all of Taichi-kun’s thoughts and feelings right now.)

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

*Applause*

Audience Member A: The concert was so cool!

Audience Member B: Their singing was great too!

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

Taichi: Time for curtain call!

Banri: Yeah!

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

*Applause*

Juza: …

Azami: …

Taichi: (Stand in the middle of the line like this, I’m still envious of everyone at the top.)

Sakyo: …

Omi: …

Taichi: (Everyone trusts me and is waiting for my words.)

Taichi: (I’m no longer discouraged by the fact that as the lead, I get to stand in the middle of everyone, at number zero.)

Taichi: (Instead, I don’t want to lose to everyone else, and I want to continue being the one who can stand here with pride.)

Taichi: (I’ll be the bright red that shines brighter than anyone else, and I’ll keep singing with all my might, and I’ll lead Autumn Troupe until the finale--.)

Taichi: Thank you so much!

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y/n has had just about enough with the general public and their inability to keep their thoughts and opinions to themselves. park jisung likes to think he's living his best life, which he kind of is. park sunghoon likes to portray himself as someone calm and collected, someone who has their life together; he likes to pretend he’s everything he's not. luckily, sim jaeyun seems to be with him every step of the way.

WARNINGS: swearing, mild violence, stereotyping, queer characters, emotional vacancy (she can't express her emotions well, outwardly), jay is definitely presented as the bad guy so be warned, a lot of feels, identity crises (not really?), inappropriate jokes (sexual and worrying *cough* eg. ED/binging, alexithymia *cough*), etc.

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it seems it wasn’t meant to be. and so, another chapter of life comes to an end.

life goes on and winter turns to spring and then summer. snow melts and the wind changes along with the people they know.

while you and jisung hadn’t really ended on good terms – with you walking away without an explanation and him staring on. you were still kind of sad, even though you wished he had just been honest with you. because everyone’s always a little scared, aren’t they? so maybe you kind of wished he called or texted or something, even though you had him, and his friends, blocked on every platform. and maybe you wanted him to approach you, even though you turned your back to him every time you caught a glimpse of his figure. but everyone craved for something he couldn’t have so maybe you hoped that you’d meet him sometime in the future and reconnect.

without even realising it, you had kept your friends in the dark about what had gone down, so you had come back to find that during the peak and epic downfall of your relationship, isa and hyeongjun had managed to create a whole fashion brand from scratch – one that you had ended up agreeing to model for after a lot of coercion (why they wanted you, you will never know). yedam dropped a new single (a sappy love song), sat his finals months early and went on tour. (of course, yedam doesn’t count because he’s always been like that, the overachiever.) erika pursued her education career as soon as she was able to, making her way to teacher status at record speed and in turn become insanely busy.

but benjamin stayed the same. and maybe you take comfort in that fact. there’s comfort in the way he always styles his hair the same, always takes the seat in front of you at the table and never talks. sometimes you think you should be worried for him. for the way he cautiously looks around himself wherever he goes, the way he refuses to go out and the way he just looks away whenever anyone tries to get him to speak.

you have thought about it a few times; what if he’s mute? maybe he doesn’t speak english. but his name’s benjamin… and then you think, oh well, because, does it really matter? because he still interlaces his fingers with yours whenever you space out, and he still shares his food with hyeongjun when the boy forgets his own, and he (occasionally) even smiles or laughs along with the group. and maybe he even goes on midnight snack runs with you, but no one needs to know that except the two of you.

and you’re not really sure why you’ve let the new kid in on something that you’re childhood friends don’t even know of but you like to think it’s because you’ve changed too, because everyone does. you put yourself out there and auditioned for a show you found interesting, you put yourself out there and started modelling for your friends, you put yourself out there because why not?

and so, the seasons changed and so did everything else. as summer hit its peak, graduation came and went along with the people. You had unblocked jisung’s number, hoping that he would try to call again and he did, but when the time came to pick up, your body wouldn’t move. but it listened. your heart listened as the boy left a message, starting off by congratulating you for getting into your dream university – how he had remembered that was beyond you because you had only spoken of your dreams when the boy had been high on sleep, leaning on your shoulder on the bus ride home – and ending it with the three cursed words that made your heart drop and eyes dampen because you knew he didn’t mean it the way you would.

so maybe you cried on graduation day. and maybe you cried again when you heard a ding and picked up your phone to find a long message from benjamin. benjamin, who had only bothered to send one or two word replies to you, had suddenly sent you a paragraph’s worth of words. a small part of you warmed at that – well, until you read the text.

you had tried to call the boy only five minutes after he’d sent the message but were met with the dial tone and an automated voice that wasn’t sunghoon’s telling you he couldn’t come to the phone and telling you to. so yes, you admit to crying over that.

and so, you lost two important people that day. not jisung, but yourself, knowing that he would probably pick up if you ever called – and sunghoon, because you knew he wouldn’t.

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[simkngdan]

JUST A LITTLE BIT - 08 : riki you idiot.

wc : 581

dec 22, 2021. 8:07 am | location: belift lab high school

“riki hey!” jake greeted the younger, who was entering the key to his locker.

“oh, jake? ‘sup man?“ riki said in a state of confusion from jake’s unexpected presence.

“yo i was wondering if you could help me out a bit, it’s something that’s been bothering me for a little.”

“uhh, are you sure you want me to help?” riki laughed, “we just met so i’m probably not your best choice-“

“actually it has to do with y/n, so you’re the only one who can help me.”

riki stared into the older boy and quickly gathered his things from his locker, shoving them in his backpack, “oh y/n? actually, i think i should probably head to class, its starting soon. i’ll see you later!” he chucked and rushed away trying to avoid jake, failing quickly when jake grabbed his shoulder and turned him around.

“listen, i just need you to answer something really quick, i promise i won’t tell anyone anything.”

riki looked around frantically, searching for any sign that his friends may be around, “ugh fine. what’s your question?” he whispered, a sigh of relief coming from jake’s mouth.

“thanks man,” the older boy smiled, “ok so you know how in the groupchat, you told us that y/n had a crush on one of us?”

riki’s eyes opened up wide, regret washing over him from his previous statement as he suspected what jake would ask him, “yeah? i think.” he shrugged.

“did she ever tell you who it was? not that it’s any of my business, but i was just wondering because you know-“

riki dozed off in the middle of jake’s rambling, debating on how to answer jake’s question. should he tell him that she “likes” him? but what if jake confesses his crush on y/n, which he clearly has, and it turns into a big mess? maybe it’s better he keep it to himself, right? just blow it off, pretend she never told him who she had a crush on, and nothing will happen.

“she told me she had a crush on you.” riki blurted out.

riki you idiot, he mentally face planted himself.

“OH SHIT!“ jake yelled, drawing the attention of multiple classmates in the halls, one of them being isa who gave riki a “what the hell is he yelling about” look.

“yeah i got to go buddy. glad i could help!” he said, patting jake on the shoulder and walking away as fast as he could once more, escaping isa this time.

after arriving to his classroom, he let out a sigh and calmly collected himself before walking over to his desk. he sunk down into his seat, his hood over his head, wishing this day would end along with his misery. the bell rang loudly in his ears, as he sat up and felt a tap on his shoulder. he turned back and groned loudly at the sight of the person he last wanted to see right now, “y/n? why are you here? since when are you in this class?”

“uhh since the first day?” she said, shuffling through her backpack to take out her homework, “good morning to you too i guess.”

“good morning sorry, it’s just been a stressful morning.”

“oh damn, is everything ok? is this about the whole sunghoon thing? i didn’t mean for it to stress you out.” she said, concern deep in her voice for the boy.

“oh no. well yes, but everything’s fine. don’t worry about it.” he lied and he gave her a reassuring smile, turning his body to the front of the classroom and sinking down into his seat again, yeah this is gonna be a big mess.

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a/n: first written chapter OMG i actually liked writing chapters more than i thought i would IDK WHY I WAS RLLY SCARED TO WRITE THIS but anyways! i wanted to say that ik the y/n fanclub flame riki a lot but !! it is just like teasing between friends :) i just wanted to point it out bc i feel like it came off like they were being really mean to riki but it’s all just part of the story 😉😉 THANK U GUYS AGAIN FOR READING I HOPE YOU ARE SAFE AND HEALTHY <3

summary - if there were two things y/n and park sunghoon had in common, it was their love for figure skating and themselves. other than that, you could say they were born to hate each other. whether it was on or off the ice, the two were always at each others necks, trying to find some kind of competition. but what happens when y/n gets together with sunghoon’s best friend, jake, as a way to distract sunghoon and he starts to get… jealous? can sunghoon get y/n to love him back, even if it’s just a little bit?

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[gamerbearmira]

Mirabel glared at the mean man who was yelling at her Abuela.

The now four year old had been playing with her Abuela and with little Pedro when this mean man showed up and started yelling at her Abuela because it was too sunny and they needed clouds.

No one else was upset by the weather but none of the other town people were stopping the man who was making her Abuela upset and try not to cloud up while also trying to calm down the upset Pedro.

Did Mirabel have to do everything around here?

With steel like resolve Mirabel matched up to the man and brought her tiny foot back. Then she launched it forward and slammed it into the man's ankle.

The man helped and jumped and now everyone was looking at Mirabel.

"Go away big meanie! We were having fun! Abuela was happy then you come and yell at her when no one else did! You're just a big meanie!" Mirabel yelled up at the man with a glare on her face.

"You even made Pedro cry and then yell even more when Abuela tried to get him to stop crying. You're being a big bully to my Abuela and you need to stop it right now or I'll make you stop!" Mirabel yelled at the man who glared at her.

"What can you do? Bite my ankle. Out of my way you worthless defect. This is between me and that bitch." The meanie said and that made Mirabel really mad. Bitch was a really mean word and her Abuelo told her that it should never be said to someone.

He had the audacity (and yes she knew what that word meant. She learned it from Tia Isa) to call her Abuela that word? Right in front of her?!

Hell no.

'Always remember princessa. If you get into a fight with a mean boy, just hit em between the legs. Then come find me and your ol' Abuelo will handle it from there.'

She remembered what her Abuelo taught her, even though it made Tia Isa laugh and her Bisabuela to put her head in her hands for some reason, and Mirabel clenched her fists. (But she kept her thumb on the outside like her Abuelo taught her too.)

Rearing back she put all her strength and anger into her punch as she slammed her fist forward right in between the guys legs.

She watched grinning as his eyes bulged and he grabbed himself between his legs as he sunk to the ground. His face looked like Tio Camis did when she put a bit of lemon in his arepa for pranking her.

She saw how all the guys nearby looked scared, like Tio Cami did when Abuela caught him doing something he wasn't supposed to, and then Mirabel turned and-

"Cover your ears Tia Loli." Mirabel whispered softly for her Tia, knowing loud sounds hurt her ears.

She gave it a second before...

"ABUELO!!! SOMEONES BEING A BIG MEANIE TO ABUELA!!!" Mirabel nearly screeched the words and there were thunderous footsteps as the Madrigals came from all over to see why Mirabel was screeching, none faster than her Abuelo who looked like a mad bull. Just like out of the pictures her papa would show her.

Mirabel walked back over to her shocked Abuela and smiled smugly even as she began to pay Pedro's head and tell him it was okay now.

After all Abuelo was there and he wasn't happy and neither was Tia Julie or Bisabuela or Tia Isa. Tio Cami was really really mad too.

Mirabel wondered if she could help him prank the meanie.

Mirabel when she see’s Pepa gettin bullied

[actress4him]

Masterlist of Masterlists

Original and fan fiction. (M) and (F) indicate male and female whump. Please be mindful of warnings on each individual fic.

OCs:

A masterlist of all my current characters for you to meet!

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Original Fiction:

Querencia Masterlist (M & F, urban fantasy)

People with powers weren’t always looked upon kindly. Liliana is used to being hidden away, being put under strict rules so that those who are scared of her can feel safe, not being...actually loved, and cared about. But that’s what this new team does. They take care of each other. And she’s gonna do her part to take care of them, too, to heal them from whatever their dangerous jobs as heroes throw at them.

No matter how much it hurts.

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The Shadow of Death Masterlist (M & F, high fantasy with modern AUs)

Her whole life was destroyed by a war her people, the Vaya, never should have been affected by. Now she’s fighting as an assassin, known to most only as The Shadow of Death, in that same war, intent on getting revenge on those who slaughtered her family. It doesn’t matter to her what she has to sacrifice to do so.

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Siren’s Masterlist (F, urban fantasy)

Using her voice hurts people. It makes people lock her away, and call her a monster. But she's not a monster anymore, she's a weapon. Her handlers have given her so much, she wants to do everything she can to be a good weapon and make them proud...even if that means she has to hurt people.

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Lainey and Isa Masterlist (F, urban fantasy)

Kidnapped and kept in the basement of a man who hates magic users, two girls struggle to help each other survive and find a way to escape.

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In Irons Masterlist (F, historical)

Trying to escape a life as her husband’s property, Adelaide instead finds herself trapped on a pirate ship, forced to keep pretending to be a man for much longer than she originally anticipated. Because if the captain of The Dark Storm finds out she’s lied to him and there’s a woman onboard his ship...she doesn’t want to find out what will happen.

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Obsession Masterlist (F, modern)

Cadence left a life behind trying to get away from him, but she never truly escaped. Now he’s back, lurking around every corner, and all she can do is wonder when he’ll strike next.

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Querencia BBU AU Masterlist (F, urban fantasy)

Splits away from canon after Querencia chapter 4. Liliana is found by WRU and is trained as a Platonic. A version of BBU where magic exists! (ON INDEFINITE HIATUS)

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Overexposure Masterlist (F, modern)

Ellery never aspired to be a model. She wanted to be a prisoner, beaten and forced into stress positions so that her captor can profit off of her photos, even less. (DISCONTINUED)

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The Barn Masterlist (M, modern)

Jacob is just an ordinary guy trying to live his life, but everything gets turned upside down when he’s kidnapped. Before he knows what’s happening he’s sold at an auction just for farmers who are looking for workers...or just looking for someone to whump. (DISCONTINUED)

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Whumptober 22 Masterlist

Whumpay Prompt Masterlist

12 Days of Whumpmas Masterlist

Generic, unnamed whumpees being whumped :)

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Fanfiction:

Voltron Masterlist

Aka Keith gets whumped. A lot.

And everybody else gets whumped a little.

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Kingdom Hearts Masterlist

Some of my earliest fanfics, plus a trilogy focused on my OC, Meli