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DIABOLIK LOVERS DARK FATE Gentei Tokuten Drama CD ”Diabolik ★ Aesthetics ~The Soul, Body and Blood Kept Beautiful with Sadism”

Original title: ディアボリック★エステティック～心も身体も血液もドSに美しく～

Source: Diabolik Lovers DARK FATE Gentei Tokuten Drama CD

Audio: Here

Seiyuu: Katsuyuki Konishi, Midorikawa Hikaru, Takahiro Sakurai, Suzuki Tatsuhisa, Morikubo Shoutaro

Translator’s note: You know, part of me wanted to believe that this weird trivia about Ayato rubbing takoyaki sauce on Yui/the MC was nothing but a fever dream...Unfortunately it is not because it’s in this CD. I don’t know who thought it was a good idea to have these boys run a beauty salon, but it’s a disaster waiting to happen lol. Even though there’s plenty of funny moments, I needed 200% brain power to translate this one because there’s no visuals so they have to explain the massage techniques with words and well...Let’s say that my knowledge on different muscles in Japanese is very limited. Especially Ruki’s explanations left me going ??? and scrambling to open my online dictionary.

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Yuma: Haah~ Honestly…That Reiji guy is such a slave driver. Can’t believe he’s expectin’ me to put out the signboard first thing in the mornin’. …Heave-hoh.

*Thud*

Yuma: There, that’ll do. ーー Anyway, what’s the point in advertisin’ with a billboard when the damn beauty salon is already fully booked as is? Haah…

Reiji: …What are you mumbling about?

Yuma: …Ackー!? Reiji!? N-Nothin’, really!

Reiji: Oh my, really? I am fairly certain I heard something about a ‘slave driver’ earlier, no? 

Yuma: Guess ya must be hearin’ things? …Oh. Seems like the customers are already coming in.

You arrive at the beauty salon.

Yuma: Welcome! We’re pleased to have ya here at ‘Diabolik Aesthetics’! 

You seem confused by his attitude and mannerisms. 

Yuma: Aah? I’ve got the wrong place? Hell no! I can tell ya were ‘bout to enter!

Reiji: Aah…Ahem. Yuma. I shall not allow such crude language to be used towards a customer. 

*Rustle*

Yuma: Woah…Anyway…It’s already past your reservation time, so hurry up get into the store…No, I mean…If you’d be so kind to… (1)

Reiji: Haah…Good grief…He is a lost cause… 

Reiji turns towards you.

Reiji: Well then, my dear customers. Please allow me to escort you instead. You see, this gentleman over here was hired only very recently, so he is still learning. Please forgive me. This way, please…

Reiji escorts you.

*Cling*

Ruki: I’m delighted to see you here, Livestock. 

Reiji: Ruki! You as well!? How dare you address our customers as ‘Livestock’!? 

Ruki: It’s part of our store’s aesthetic. Bear with it. In exchange…We guarantee only the finest quality. You will be made beautiful from head to toe, I can assure you that. ーー You made a reservation for the special course. This treatment is quite lenghty, so we do not have any time to waste. Please hurry your way over to the dressing rooms and change into the right attire. 

*Rustle*

Ruki: Oi, Shin. 

Shin: What?

Ruki: Please escort the customer to the dressing rooms. It appears to be their first time here, so explain to them how things work over here. 

Shin: God…Why do I have to do this stuff? …I mean, sure. Oi, you. Don’t stand there spacing out but follow me. This way.

Shin escorts you.

*Thud*

Shin: You can put all of your personal belongings in one of these lockers. Ah, you’re responsible for taking care of any valuable items. We are not liable for potential loss or damages so don’t forget to lock it, okay? 

Once you’ve taken off all your clothes, you can put on this gown over here, okay? I mean, you’re gonna have to take this one eventually too, so if you’d rather not wear anything, that’s fine by me too.

You seem shocked about having to take off your clothes.

Shin: Isn’t that obvious? What? Would you rather…have me strip you down?

*Rustle rustle*

*Thud*

Shin: I wouldn’t mind giving you a massage here either if that’s what you want. I could always lock this room…Hehehe…As long as we don’t exceed the original time of your appointment…I won’t charge you any extra either. So, what will you do?

You shake your head.

Shin: Eh? You’re passing up on my offer? What a waste! I’m sure you’ve heard the rumors about us Founders and our ‘godly’ fingers, haven’t you? So, what do you say? You and me, right here, right noーー

Kanato enters the room.

Kanato: Shin. What are you doing?

Shin: …Woah. Che. Seems like someone’s here to get in the way.

Kanato: I was wondering what could be taking her so long to get changed, but I guess you were holding her up.

Shin: Not really. She’s just slow as hell, you see? All I did was give her the usual explanation. …Well then, leaving the rest up to you.

Shin leaves the room.

*Thud*

Kanato: Che…He ran. 

Kanato approaches you.

Kanato: Anyway, what are you doing? We are pressed for time here so please get changed already. Come on. 

You nod.

Kanato: Haah…I don’t care for you response. Come on, chop chop. 

You ask him to leave the room. 

Kanato: Haah…? You want me to leave? Who do you think you’re talking to?

You defend yourself. 

Kanato: I don’t want to hear any protest! Uu…You…Sniff…think…hic…of me as a nuisance, don’t you? Uu…Hic… ーー You shall not get away with treating me in such a way. I shall…punish you personally. 

You try to get away but Kanato corners you.

*Thud*

Kanato: Where do you think you’re going? You can’t get away. …Not from me!

*Rustle*

Kanato: Fufu…Fufufu…But I still haven’t done anything, have I? So please don’t be so frightened. I was going to make you feel amazing, you see? 

You ask him to let go.

Kanato: You really think I’m going to let you go now? After all, you are just so…

Reiji enters the room.

Reiji: …! K-Kanato…!? 

Kanato: What do you need, Reiji? I happen to be quite busy at the moment so please do not get in my way.

Reiji: T-That’s easy for you to say, but I have no other choice! Come on! Get away from her!

*Rustle*

Reiji: She is a customer of ours, remember?

Kanato: …!? What are you doing!? Let me go! I wasーー

Reiji: Yes, yes, I know. But your time to shine will come later. Now hurry up and leave.

Kanato leaves the room.

Reiji: You should finally get changed as well. Understood? 

You nod.

Reiji: Haah, good grief…Our staff is quite the handful. While they may be skilled at what they do, they’ve all got very eccentric personalities. It is highly troubling. At this rate, if our business does not run well, we will not reap any benefits. This is the concept I came up with myself: we guarantee a pleasurable experience for our customers and in return…we get something amazing out of it as well..’ It is truly a ground-breaking system…

*TIMESKIP*

Ayato: Zz…Zz…Nn…I’m completely stuffed…Idiot…Who puts soy sauce on Takoyaki…Nn…

*Knock knock*

Ayato: …Nn…

*Rustle*

*Knock knock*

Ayato: …Hm? Haah…? What do you want?

Ayato gets up and opens the door.

Ayato: Who the fuck are you? 

You explain.

Ayato: Ah…? A customer? …Wait! It’s already that late!? God, I overslept!

*Rustle rustle*

Ayato: There we go!

*Thud*

Ayato: Couldn’t you have told me sooner? Come on in already, god!

You step inside.

Ayato: For now, just lie down.

You hesitate. 

Ayato: Hurry up!

You seem skeptical. 

Ayato: Haah…? A medical interview? That’s Kanato’s job! He should have come to you to ask a bunch of questions, no?

You frown.

Ayato: If what happened earlier was part of the interview? Beats me! Oh well, all women worry ‘bout pretty much the same thing, don’t they? No point in asking. …Besides, I only need to take one look at you to figure out what weighs on your mind. Hehe…

*Rustle*

Ayato: It’s this, isn’t it? …Your non-existent chest. 

You protest.

Ayato: What? I’m spot on? That sorta stuff happens to be my area of expertise tho! Come on, we don’t have much time. Hurry up and lie face down on this table. 

You get on the table with your gown still on.

Ayato: Haah…? How am I supposed to do anything when you’re wearin’ this damn gown?

He attempts to take it on as you protest.

*Rustle rustle*

Ayato: Why would you try to hide your body when there’s nothin’ to see anyway? Your front is just as flat as the back. 

You get upset.

Ayato: I’m only statin’ the truth. …There. 

*Rustle*

Ayato: Okay. I’ll start with a massage, so relax, ‘kay? 

*Rustle rustle*

Ayato: Yours Truly will get rid of all the stress and pressure built up in your body. Hehehe…

*Rustle*

Ayato: I’ll start with your calves. 

You flinch.

Ayato: Woah there…What are you twitchin’ for? …Could it be you’re gettin’ a kick out of this? 

*Rustle*

Ayato: See? You did it again? How fascinatin’...You must be sensitive, huh? But we’ve only just started, you see? My hands will travel across every nook and cranny of your body, makin’ you feel amazin’...

*Rustle rustle*

Ayato: See? Just like this…

*Rustle rustle*

Ayato: How’s that? You can feel your body gradually heatin’ up, can’t you? I’m gonna move all the way down to your ankles…

*Rustle*

Ayato: Whoops. Before that, I gotta take this bad boy, don’t I? 

*Thud*

Ayato: A lovely scent, don’t you think? 

You frown.

Ayato: Exactly. It’s a body oil which smells just like takoyaki sauce. What’s better in the world than sucking the blood of a woman who smells like this? 

Your eyes widen in surprise. 

Ayato: …Oh no, I’m just talkin’ to myself. 

Ayato spreads the oil on his palms. 

Ayato: First I divide the oil amongst my own hands and then I’ll massage your legs with it.

You giggle.

Ayato: It tickles…? Don’t you want to say that it feels good? 

He continues massaging you. 

Ayato: Come on…Go ahead and feel my hands…Can you tell? …Why are you tremblin’...? Hehehe…You’re way too sensitive. If you’re reactin’ this strongly just from your legs, then I’m starting to fear what’ll happen once I move on to other parts of your body. 

You wince. 

Ayato: Ah…? You’ve gotten me kind of excited. Come on…I’ll do the back of your legs next and last but not least will be your thighs.

Ruki enters the room. 

Ruki: Oi, Ayato. How are things goーー …Ugh. What’s this smell? 

Ayato: What do you mean? It’s the smell of takoyaki sauce!

Ruki: I can’t say I understand your choice. 

Ayato: Like I give a damn!

Ruki: Oh well. …Anyway, we’re running behind, so I’m going to start with my procedure as well. 

Ayato: Be my guest. …Knowin’ her, I bet she’d love to get doubled teamed on.

You grow flustered. 

*Rustle*

Ruki: Livestock…Ah, you are curious about my nickname choices? This is how I address all of our customers. I will not take any complaints. 

You frown.

Ruki: I will now commence the upper body massage. By focusing on your back, it will not only boost your metabolism, but also help relieve the pressure in your muscles. Allow me to remove the towel. 

*Rustle*

Ruki: Hah…? Why do you seem so surprised? …That caught you off guard? In that case…Should I warn you first every time before touching you? 

You nod. 

Ruki: Oh well. …In that case, I will now touch your right shoulder. 

*Rustle*

Ruki: How’s that? Now there’s no more surprise, right?

Ayato: Che…Look at Mr. Nice Guy over there. 

Ruki: If she moves around too much, it will hinder the procedure. That’s all. …Well then, I’ll massage out the knot. This will help your muscles which might have dilated from the increased blood flow return to their original shape. 

*Rustle*

Ruki: Keep still. Did you not hear me earlier? Just leave everything up to my hands. 

*Rustle*

Ruki: Relax. Your whole body. If you tense up, I cannot apply pressure correctly. Down to your very core…

*Rustle rustle*

Ruki: Oh? You’re still having trouble relaxing? I suppose you leave me no other choice. 

*Rustle*

Ruki: I will have to use force then. 

*Rustle* 

Ruki: Ugh…Well then, I’ll move on to your back now. I will align my fingertips with your spine and press down. 

*Rustle*

Ruki: This should help get rid of the pressure in your muscles. 

*Knock knock*

Ayato: Haah…? Who’s that? ーー Come in.

Reiji opens the door. 

Reiji: It appears that things are taking longer than expected. There are other people waiting in the back, so I suggest all four of us work at once. …Is that okay with you, Yuma?

Yuma: Hell yeah! I finally get to do somethin’! 

Reiji: What’s the matter? Do you not like the idea of having all four of us treat you at once?

Yuma: Shouldn’t ya be happy instead? 

Reiji: Exactly. If you simply behave and let us do our thing, then you will surely feel as if you have ascended to Heaven. Or perhaps…It might be the pits of Hell instead? Fufufu… ーー Well then, Yuma.

Yuma: Roger! 

Yuma walks up to you. 

Yuma: Sow. Imma massage yer head. Ya know, this thing called a ‘scalp massage’. 

Reiji: I shall be in charge of your hands and arms. By focusing on the pressure points in your palms all the way up to your shoulder, I can even get rid of the cellulite on your upper arms. 

*Rustle rustle*

Ruki: Oi, don’t move. The massage is not over yet. I’ll move on to your pelvis next. 

Reiji: Well then, I shall start with your right hand. 

*Rustle*

Reiji: Ah…You are too tense. Please try to relax a little more. 

*Rustle* 

Reiji: Or does it simply feel too good? 

Yuma: I’ll start by a general rub-down of yer head to improve the blood flow. 

*Rustle rustle*

Ayato: Hehe…How’s that, Chichinashi? You’re getting the full treatment here!

Reiji: It truly is a shame we cannot see the expression on her face. 

*Rustle rustle*

Reiji: Hey there. Did we not tell you to keep still? If not, you will receive a severe punishment. Just like this…

*Rustle*

Reiji: Fufufu…Did I not warn you? I pressed a pressure point on the palm of your hand just now. If you experienced pain, then it means that there is a problem with the organ connected to it. (2) Fufufu…Listen carefully. If you do not wish to be in even more pain, I suggest you keep still. I want to make you feel good. With my very own hands and fingers. After all, a happy body harbors a happy soul. 

*Rustle*

Reiji: Our store’s selling point focuses on delivering the ultimate pleasure to our customers. …Well, what actually matters happens only after that though.  

Yuma: Come on, yer head’s startin’ to feel good too, right? I’m the one workin’ my magic after all. In that case…I don’t mind if ya make some noise. No need to hold back…

*Rustle rustle*

Yuma: I bet ya can’t get enough of the way my fingers massage yer head, before runnin’ across yer nape and pressin’ down?

*Rustle*

Yuma: I can tell, don’t worry. Yer body’s heatin’ up…Hehe…What do ya say? Want me to keep goin’?

You pass up on his offer.

Yuma: You’re good? I see. In other words, you want more, huh?

You protest.

Yuma: Hehe…Ya can no longer run. Not until you’ve surrendered both your body and soul to our fingertips. Just give in already. No point in fightin’ back forever…Just fully submit to it. 

*Rustle rustle*

Reiji: Fufu…Your breathing has become quite ragged. I suppose we are almost there? 

Ayato: Seems like it. I can feel heat radiatin’ all the way down to her toes.

Ruki: Finally? Good grief, she was a stubborn one. 

*Rustle rustle*

Yuma: Oi, oi…Try a lil’ harder. I’ve only just gotten started, ya see? 

You protest.

Yuma: You’ve reached yer limit? But the real fun has yet to start.

Ruki: I cannot let you go yet. I’m not done with the treatment of your pelvis. 

Reiji: I am nowhere near finished either. 

Ayato: Well, I’ve done a pretty good job so far.

Yuma: Oh…You’ve got goosebumps. ー Oi, Ruki, lower the pressure a bit.

Reiji: Ayato, so shall we. 

Ayato: Gotcha.

Ruki: If you are wondering why, we do not want you to indulge in the pleasure too much after all. 

Reiji: Fufu…First we build up the pleasure, then right before the climax, we hold back. By repeating this process, you will eventually get a taste of true ecstasy. 

*Knock knock*

Reiji: …Oh? What is it?

Shin and Kanato enter the room. 

Shin: How are things looking over here? 

Kanato: We finished the treatment of the customer in the other room, so we’ve come to check up on things.

Reiji: I see. In that case, please join us in massaging the lady over here. 

You flinch.

Ayato: Whatcha twitchin’ for, Chichinashi? Aah?

You beg for them to stop.

Ruki: You’ve had enough? You are our customer. No need to be modest.

Shin: Right. You didn’t get to have a taste of my skills earlier, did you? This is where the real fun begins. 

Kanato: Exactly.

Shin: Okay. Ready when you are. 

Kanato: I’m good to go as well.

Reiji: Well then, dear customer. You get the unique experience of being massaged by six people all at once. Please enjoy it to the fullest. Fufufu…

*Rustle*

Shin: Haha…Are you shuddering from anticipation? I can tell you’re already gasping for air and I haven’t even done anything yet. 

Ruki: Let us get back to business. 

Shin: You can no longer get away…from my fingers.

Kanato: You do know what will happen if you dare feel good from someone else’s touch, right?

*Rustle rustle*

Shin: Oi…Don’t move. I haven’t even touched you yet, you know?

Kanato: Come on…Focus on me. 

*Rustle rustle*

Ayato: Chichinashi. You’ve worked up a sweat. Hahaha…

Ruki: Her metabolic rate must have improved. 

Shin: …Don’t tell me that was enough to satisfy you?

Kanato: Go ahead, let everything go.

*Rustle rustle*

Reiji: The Heaven you have been waiting for is just around the corner. ーー No, the gates to Hell will open instead.

Yuma: Hehe…Just lose yerself in the pleasure. Come on. 

*Rustle rustle*

Reiji: Oh dear, oh dear, seems like she lost consciousness…

Ayato: Aah? What a weakling. I know she got the special treatment but still? 

Ruki: Well, I suppose it cannot be helped, considering our skill.

Shin: What a shame. I haven’t even gotten a chance to show off my techniques. 

Kanato: Says the guy who tried to get her all for himself before any of us had the chance.

Reiji: The same can be said about you.

Yuma: Oh well, I guess we’re done here. Ahー I’m beat. 

Ruki: Yuma. Shall I give you a massage? 

Yuma: Ah? Fuck off. I’m good. 

*TIMESKIP*

You wake up. 

Kanato: …Hm? Have you woken up? You slept for quite some time, you see? It’s already evening. Come on, get off the bed. Our store will be closing soon. 

Reiji enters the room. 

Reiji: Oh? Seems like she finally woke up. How do you feel? Well, after undergoing our treatment, I cannot imagine you could be feeling bad. 

You grow flustered.

Reiji: Your cheeks are flushed. Fufufu…In other words, it felt nice, did it not? 

You thank them. 

Reiji: No need to thank us. We are no charity organization after all. That being said, Ruki, please fetch her ticket. 

Ruki: Ah, yes. Here it is. 

*Thud* 

Ruki: Livestock, we accept payment by credit card as well, so feel free to use that option if you’d like. 

You seem shocked. 

Shin: Hm? What’s wrong? You look shocked. …? The price is too high? …You’re kidding, right?

Yuma: I mean, ya made a reservation knowin’ damn well we aren’t cheap, didn’t ya? All the prices are on the website after all. 

You explain.

Yuma: Ah…? Ya never booked a session? Why the fuck are ya sayin’ that now!? 

You insist that he dragged you inside. 

Yuma: Ah!? It’s my fault!? 

Reiji: Now that I think about it, Yuma, I do recall you dragging her inside the shop rather forcibly. 

Ruki: That being said, she could have still refused. After receiving the entire treatment, it only seems fair that she pays. 

Yuma: E-Exactly…! What Ruki said!

Ayato: What’s wrong, Chichinashi? Don’t tell me you don’t have that kind of money? 

Reiji: Good grief…Well, I do admit that the special course is somewhat on the pricey side. What shall we do? 

Ayato: In that case…She’ll have no other choice but to pay in ‘that’ way, right?

Kanato: Fufu…You’re talking about ‘that’, right? I honestly prefer that over actual money. She’s been giving off a lovely scent this whole time after all. 

Kanato moves closer to you. 

*Rustle*

Kanato: I can no longer hold back. 

Shin: I mean, if that works for you guys, I’m on board as well. …Of course, I’ll get the first taste, okay?

*Rustle*

You ask for an explanation. 

Ruki: …Isn’t it obvious what we’re talking about? Livestock. We want…your blood.

Your eyes widen in horror. 

Reiji: Well, if you cannot pay us the money, it is simply the only other option left. 

Yuma: Hehehe…Brace yerself, Sow!

You ask if that was their goal all along. 

Reiji: Oh dear? You realized only now? Exactly, we only have one objectiveーー not the money, but the customer’s blood. 

Ruki: We make their blood more tasty by providing pleasure, then indulge. A very efficient system, no? 

Reiji: Well, I am the one who came up with the idea. Fufufu…

You try to escape. 

*Rustle rustle*

Kanato: Fufufu…Please don’t thrash about. You got to feel good, so it only makes sense for us to get something in return now, right? 

Ayato: Chichinashi. Behave!

*Rustle* 

Yuma: Oi, Ayato! Why are ya tryin’ to get first dips here!? 

Ayato: Aah!?

Yuma: I’m up first!

Shin: Don’t be ridiculous. I obviously get to go first. 

Ruki: Wait. Seniority (3) is the deciding factor here. I go first.

Kanato: Hold up! That’s unreasonable! I’m first!

Reiji: May I remind you all that I am the owner of this store! You should allーー 

Ayato: Look, take it down a notch, okay? 

Reiji: Excuse me? I could say the same to you. 

Ruki: I cannot say that it is very admirable to try and abuse one’s authority to get personal gains. 

Yuma: Keh…! Stupid rich folks think they can have it all!

Shin: Well, if you want to use that argument, I have the most authority of us all, being a Founder. …Right? 

You suddenly push them aside. 

*THUD*

You make a run for it.

Ayato: …!? Chichinashi, you bitch! Get back here!

They start chasing after you. 

Kanato: Wait…! I won’t let you get away from me!

Yuma: Fuck, that sneaky Sow…! Hold it!

Shin: Ah…? God, this happened because you guys just had to get into a ridiculous argument!

Ruki: Good grief…I wonder why it always turns out like this? I cannot comprehend. 

Reiji: You have the nerve to say that!? 

Ruki: What do you mean? 

Reiji: Haah…Why does this happen time after time? Well, I suppose I was wrong to assume that things could work out with this group of individuals. 

Ruki: Think of it this way, they might successfully drag her back here. 

Reiji: Well, my expectations aren’t very high, but I suppose we shall eagerly await their return. Haah…I wonder when we’ll actually get a taste of some delicious blood? Right now, all the trouble does not weigh up to the benefits. 

However, it would be a waste to let this fateful meeting go to waste…

ーー TO BE CONTINUED ーー

Translation notes

(1) Yuma is struggling to use correct keigo or formal speech here. Since English lacks similar structures, I had to adjust some things for my translation.

(2) A lot of Chinese medicine (which is also highly celebrated in Japan) focused on internal organs and its relationship to pressure points. 

(3) Ruki refers to the ‘nenko system’ which is common at most Japanese firms and companies. The longer somebody has worked at one workplace, the higher their salary and the more benefits they get.

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(As always, thanks to my rewatch partner @middleagedresidentofriverdale)

So, if Carson just told her the truth none of this would be happening, so I find my sympathy for him is quite limited.

I love that they appeared to use a promo shot for Kennedy's pic in the newspaper:

Also Ace's pic on the cake. (I MISSED YOU ACE)

George allowing one minute of party and not a second more. Queen.

Also George trying very hard to be nice.

THIS NACE MOMENT EXPLAIN YOURSELVES:

I do really want to see NancyDrewsNews and also FanFans. That would be a hoppin' profile.

Oh, Owen. My friend who I got on the ND train texted me "Owen has to be evil, right? Working for someone? There's no way he's THAT bland..."

I really want more info on why Ace, the chillest guy in the world, describes his house as a warzone.

Captain Thom meeting his future daughter in law!

Oh, a moment for the deaf representation: I will openly admit I am not part of the Deaf/HOH community and may be wrong. But also, it's pretty general knowledge that lip reading is ferociously inaccurate and difficult. Like the BEST lip-readers get maybe half of what is said and it's a huge effort. I would really just like to see Ace interpreting. But if they insist on lip reading, please slow down and enunciate! Also not sure how I feel on Captain Thom verbally speaking to Ace at the end. But to their credit, they got a lot better on this. I know they had someone from the local Jewish Deaf community consulting on the Seder episode. Also, this is truly not a shot at Alex Saxon, but the way Captain Thom signs is so fluid and detailed and the other signing looks like bare basics. Again, not an expert.

Love that Nancy rainchecks Owen but still takes the food. Get it, girl.

Ryan really starting to turn it around here

I really want to know if Nancy's car is just standard manual transmission or if there's specifics to driving a 50+ year old car. I can't do manual. I got 15 minutes into a lesson, cried and quit.

George and her crowbar will always be iconic.

Relatable, Nancy. I failed my driver's test 3 times. Only failing once is an achievement.

PLEASE give up this whole Nick/Nancy thing. At least Nick seems fully aware this is a friends thing.

Why are we leaving Nancy alone when she almost died. Someone sleep over, please!

Okay, onto what is hopefully the last Ace-less episode because I'm getting real tired of those. But thanks for all the Nace moments this episode.

#TIP watches ND #Nancy Drew #Nancy Drew CW #ndcw #Nace

[raseforcrps]

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[i-wear-the-cheese]

Learn sign language

I just had a delivery driver getting panicky on the doorstep because I wouldn’t touch his phone (covid safety, spoonie house) to type my name in but he couldn’t understand me spelling the letters. He obviously didn’t want to have to say he was deaf but I noted his lisp and hearing aid so I was able to ask him if he signed and then spell my name for him to type. The fact that 100% of deaf and hoh people I have encountered are always floored by someone signing to make their life easier is really an indication of how not enough people know any. I’m lucky to have had access to basic courses and other speakers, but if you ever have the time or resources make sure you don’t pass up the opportunity! Even just the alphabet will take you so far.

[psych---ologically-deranged]

psych commentary 2x02

SF KK JRr DH, but I swear I'm hearing another voice that is too high for SF, not a big enough chest, & it doesn't have the same timbre/fry as JRr, & not even close to the tight yet smooth quality of DH, & the speech patterns/habits/accents are different. This person is not mentioned on the DVD. I don't think it's Andy Berman. The other likely one would be Chris Henze I think.

finally did a dinosaur

Every year we should do a feature film movie. This is jurassic park on our budget

1/1000th more scruff, he's at his wit's end

You can see why he's head detective.

Obscure lines from obscure movies. I love them

they upped the special effects for This One Episode

"how hard can it be to solve these things if the clues are lit up"

the shooting is in vancouver, the writer's room is in LA

"the pen is drawing for me, what's even going on"

there are minimum four things happening here

*getting caught watching* *laughing at their own show, good*

[gus] is so disappointed in his man...

they did like fifty different sketches of the dinosaur

Gus has a regular full-time job

"we are going to do a mini version of every one of my favourite 80s movies"

My man did so much research for this, & he knew the bite marks bc he'd taken a picture of himself in the jaws

"Hows the cast?" 'James will literally make up lines to entertain YOU'

hear them laughing when they see shawn "looking for the room"

City of talent

Doug DeVette, named after [his] friend, Dough DouVet

DH: I wasn't enjoying that cupcake

The wet bar is from the next episode bc psy vs psy was aired out of order

Smartest person ever, but has hoels in his knowledge

A wacked wombat

idc abt the controversy! I want Gus! He is smart!

four minute Dule scene they sadly sadly had to cut it down

Supposed to be almost pitch black & then the light in his eyes JRr: I played it for you man! Post: We'll colour correct this for you man!

SF: Steal his whole thing & you're expecting to give it to you just right there

SF: Any time you have to open something, it's always the most impossible thing to open. You have the bone density of a 90 year old grandmother

This was supposed to be the opposite of the university, all high tech, but it looks like someone's garden shed with spider webs, bones, & armadillos. (& ojai peaches)

KK: The giant lettering on the side that we had to light up just in case you missed it Me: How stupid do you think we are? (I'm very stupid, actually)

Great transition

THE NETWORK WANTED TO SUBTITLE THIS GUY!? I mean, as a hard of hearing person who also has adhd (audio processing issues), I do struggle to understand ppl with accents I'm unfamiliar with sometimes, (makes me feel so racist,) but I just have the captions on for everything.

This man gave them handmade greeting cards & SF a beaded bracelet? That is so nice!

Wrecked the car this episode : (

Once again, heaviest gate in the history of gates Network: Why so heavy?

*can't think of the movie* Dule Hill was in that one!

DH legit fell down that hill *everyone laughing* DH That hurt when I got up

Stunt driver, sound stage, stunt driver, hitting a tree, spin around (Gus doesn't do that later seasons, he does a nine point turn.)

Ernest Jackson

Arguing physics while being shot at

"this is what happens when you have a one year old while you're writing your script"

I like all the cops watching him on his streak

JRr: There was one take where Tim came in & got both Ethan AND Robinson wrong. He created a completely new nam, first & last. SF: Efirmsimolinus Junior was the name, oddly enough. I hate being hoh without captions

Exposition. "We're fooling you right here!"

SF: Who decided that if Corbin was going to sit in the purple chair & have the purple curtains, that he should be wearing the purple shirt, next to the purple painting? He's having a purple moment right there. He should be reading a Prince magazine.

HS: I know feelings Commenters: *cracking up*

Visual Effects! JRr's fave. Great job Tim.

*metal hitting metal sound effect* KK: What is it hitting? JRr: Watch & belt buckle? SF: Bone

The trex skull was paper maché, they had to NOT break it with the shovels & brushes

obviously fake smoke

SF: I guarantee if you watch csi, law & order, you're never going to see "I just discovered a dinosaur" *cut to the floor with clothing & tools scattered on it, panning up the bodies of Shawn & Gus* KK: This was another... controversy, a little bit, the Of Mice & Men run JRr: Well so was the post-coital positioning

Shawn has been carrying his Lenny forever. Finally! The opportunity to get it out!

Almonds too. SF: You actually learn something on this show every once in a while

SF: James, when I sent you the script, I remember this very clearly, you sent me an email back that simply said "Stop analyzing my threat" & I'm like "Thank you" [sweet voice]. & the thing that I do truly, truly love about you is you always pick out my favourite line from a script that I'm most proud of

keeps opening it like something different is going to be out there

SF: The rule is, Henry always has to call at the most inopportune moment CH: He's just down for a pleasant walk on the docks (thinking about an unsolved murder) SF: He thought he'd take the purple shirt out &... KK: give it a spin "He always calls to get something back or have Shawn pick something up" "We should have given him a fishing pole"

They just had so much rain that they wanted to film outside apparently SF: They called me like "Hey we want to film this on the pier" & I'm like "I don't care I'm fine"

KK: I think the girls are excited about going on this adventure

where WERE they hiding when Sullivan walked them out here!? "Clearly comes from the woods. Henry found it too"

First time someone interrupts the breakdown

One was Taupe & one was Grey

Roger Deacon btw is not the guy from queen buried here

JRr: After seventy four takes of this, I did one where I was a velociraptor, & that's the only thing that got printed SF: Matheson put it in his cut KK: I'm still trying to wrap my head around that JRr: & I touch Dulé & [Gus] becomes a velociraptor SF: It was six minutes of *velociraptor noises: Grauughgh, eaign, eaign!* & then he touched Dule & it's like *velociraptor noises: wroAGHghhhhh* *everyone laughing* JRr: & that was when we learned that we need to be more careful about what was being printed

DH: Between the locks, & the fence, & the raptors "this was our most controversial episode of the season"

*aren't sure if it's forcing the other to dig or etting credit*

Zippy the dinosaur Gus: His name would be Jerome

SF: There SHOULD be a reason for each episode to happen, somebody learns something, something changes in their life, & this is the moment where Lassiter can accept a hug from Juliet.

Lassiter: Oh what do I look like! (one of the commenters): ... Mr Bean

Undercut it with the walk away quickly

JRr, in a funny "sexy" voice: Oah! I must have ridden my ~motorcycle~ to the house

you didn't do a very good job of it because I didn't know for AGES that shawn had a motorcycle! Then again, I was only watching the occasional episode with my mom if I had time when she had it on.

JRr: & they never have a jacket filming, so it's always this mad dash & in this particular case I believe I ended up with something,,, suede

"You could take the motorcycle lessons we've been offering for years now" JRr: Oh yeah "I feel like the authenticity could be..."

Another controversy on the Shawn intervention

GET OUT!

The freak out dance at the end!

SF: gjiblin KK: *gkiblin SF: No he likes when I call him dgiblin

#psych commentary 2x02 #psych cast/crew

[grievousdearu]

Learning To Play Pt. 1

   I take a deep breath as I look down at my hands, which are bound in a scratchy rope. It reminds me of-

Actually, this brings to mind too many occasions to be specific to just one; now that I think about it.

Unfortunately, in my line of “work”, I tend to find myself under the scrutinous eye of the law more often than I care to admit. But I can’t complain too much. I chose this lifestyle myself years ago; no point in forsaking myself for that choice anymore.

The rattling of wooden wheels against dirt, rock, and gravel, accompanied by the sound of horse hooves helps me try to stay in the moment, and not get lost in thought. Though, sometimes, it feels like getting lost in thought is the only way to make the passage of time on the way to the prison cells seem more bearable.

As that crosses my mind, the sound of city bustle begins to slowly well up and get more audible as we reach the walls of Helmholtz. The sound of that cityscape is one I tend not to forget with as much time as I’ve spent around it.

“No matter where I go, I always manage to find my way back here…” I say to myself under my breath.

Helmholtz. The city where I was born, grew up- and now, find myself en route to prison in.

Again.

The carriage crawls to a halt, and I hear one of the drivers up front speak up.

“Two prisoners,” he says.

The gatekeeper lowers his voice, but he doesn’t know I can still hear him.

“How much is Gaius paying you for these ones?”

“Nothing. Though, I wished he were for the second…”

I scoff at that remark because it’s most likely in reference to me.

“These men are quite loud for trying to be secretive, no?” I hear a raspy, foreign-sounding voice across from me speak up.

“You can hear th-“ I stop my question as I look over to him.

Once I take a look at him, the question answers itself as I see him. He’s a Tabakka, of course he can hear them.

“It is no surprise they have a deal with their boss, this city is known for its corruption,” the man says to me.

“I know all too well about that,” I reply to him, “I was born and raised here.”

“Ah, so you are local; I see, I see. It is no wonder- this city is also known for its beautiful women,” he tells me with a smirk.

“Nice try buddy, but I’m not that easy.”

“It is no guise! Truly, you are a creature of beauty. Where I am from- a small village in Amnest, all women are tall, ugly beasts,” he says, “truly a gods-forsaken wasteland.”

“Hoh, is that so?”

“The women from my village are part of why I became a traveler, you see, much more beautiful women elsewhere, much more ease on the eyes.”

“How ugly are we talking, here?” I ask him, curious about how he feels about his homeland.

He leans over closer to me, and whispers.

“They make me wish to look in the eyes of a Kalle.”

I laugh slightly, and the man joins me.

“So, what is your name, Tabakka?”

“My name is Mar’ii’quas. And your name, mistress?”

“Natalia,” I say as I begin to reach out my hand to shake his, but I’m stopped by the ropes binding me to the seat.

“You are an interesting one, Miss Natalia. Per se, what brings you into the custody of the authorities? You strike me not as the type to become entangled with the law’s long arm.”

“Oh, this and that… just, wrong place wrong time kind of thing,” I say as I try to dance around the question.

“I find myself in this situation because of my unchecked tongue,” he starts explaining his circumstances, “I began flirting with a woman in a city to the north, turns out, she was the wife of a noble here in Helmholtz. The wed man found out about my loose tongue and bribed the guards to bring me here to watch me rot.”

“Sounds like a charming man.”

“You speak truth, Miss Natalia.”

Suddenly, the carriage stops, and the canvas flap-back of the carriage opens.

“Alright you two, out,” one of the armed guards cuts the rope binding me to the seats of the carriage at the tie and begins holding it like a leash.

“There’s that damned cat!” A voice calls out over to us.

“Problem,” Mar’ii’quas says as he tries to hide behind me.

“An acquaintance of yours?” I ask as I begin stepping down from the back of the cart.

“Ah, you see, this man is…”

“The husband?”

“Uh, yes, correct,” he confirms.

“Enough yammering!” The man clad in fine clothing shouts, “Take him to the square before the sight of him makes me vomit!”

The first of the three guards takes the length of rope that binds both Mar’ii’quas and me, then begins leading us through the gate and towards the holding cell; which is located in the centre of the western open district.

“Perchance, fine guardsman,” Mar’ii’quas begins talking to one of the guards, “has my execution been scheduled already?”

“You’ll be happy to know that Madam Hilla has convinced Count Youla to suspend your execution, and instead you will be serving a 20-year sentence,” the guard announces to Mar’ii’quas.

“I would hope to relay my thanks to Madam Hillia, however, I believe it is best for me to interact no further.”

“You catch on quickly, cat.”

“As for the woman…” the guard then turns his head to look at me, “…you will be held until the courts decide what to do with you.”

“Aw, you lot are held up over me that much? I’m flattered, truly.”

“Stay your tongue and you may yet live to see the light of day when you’re released.”

Well, he’s in an awful chipper mood.

“Miss Natalia, I do urge you to consider your words before you speak,” Mar’ii’quas interjects, “I would know a thing or two about what a poorly spoken word may do to a person’s life.”

“Would you look at that, the cat is capable of restraint? Colour me impressed.”

“Well, one might hope that a lesson taught once is enough to teach the principal.”

As we round the last corner before we reach the holding cell, the guard takes a moment to look me over.

I can’t help but feel vaguely disgusted by the manner in which he does so.

“MacAllister, your sentence will likely be decided within the next two weeks, so until then, you are to be placed here,” the guard says as he pushes me into the cell with Mar’ii’quas.

“I do hope they don’t take too long; leaving me in suspense like this really doesn’t do great things for my skin as a woman, you know.”

“I think you’ll have much worse things to worry about before then,” he says with a vague hint of a threat in his voice.

With my hands still bound, I decided to take a seat and rest against the cell wall.

“Miss Natalia reminds me much of myself- when I was still young and spry, of course.”

“I’ll take that as a compliment, then.”

“It is a bit of both a compliment and a warning, to be quite frank.”

Mar’ii’quas himself decides to lie down on the floor, after which, we both fall silent.

I can already tell I’m going to be here for a while.

#original content #polarization: death to new life #fiction #fantasy #writing #anthology

[raydrawsdaly]

[id: illustration of three individuals, each doing a single sign in ASL to form the phrase “know your rights.” The phrase “know your rights” is in dark blue text above them.]

INFORM YOURSELF OF YOUR RIGHTS AS A DEAF DRIVER WHEN PULLED OVER.

AARP -  Driving While Deaf: How to Stay Safe

Driver is Deaf Visor Card -  $5.95

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BROKE-ASS STUART - The Dangers of Driving while Black and Deaf

HUFFPOST - When Those With Hearing Loss Are Pulled Over By Police: TW: death mention, police brutality, ableism, violence. 

[op is not deaf, so deaf/hoh users feel free to add your own resources on the topic. edited so that PDF links work, are on a safe PDF hosting website, and that the ASL is accurate!]

#disabled driver #disabled #information #know your rights #deaf driver #deaf #hard of hearing #HoH #asl #safety #psa #safety psa #police brutality #police violence #police #resources #abolish police #my art #daly art

[soupyisdead]

This is specifically for people who have accidentally stumbled upon my mess of a blog:

This image here sums up what this page is all about.

A mess of obsessions.

Also straight up, we only Stan deaf/hard of hearing Hawkeye here our boy was done dirty with erasure.

A few of my character obsessions are straight up villains and bad people. I know. Don't come screaming at me about it, they do all be made up.

Woo!

#kylo ren #fallout deacon #draco malfoy #gavin reed #daryl dixon #bucky barnes #tony stark #flip zimmerman #deaf hawkeye #hoh hawkeye #arthur morgan #arthur maxson #jasper hale #robert small #adam driver #fallout 4 #Twilight #starwars #red dead redemption 2 #dream daddy #marvel #the walking dead

[dizzyizzystiddies]

Y’all I (Cas-coded) love having convos with irl friend (dean-coded) that I never get to see. He’s so sweet and cool and artistically talented.

#wednesday talks #cas coded #dean coded #no I didn’t realise we were a destiel friendship until today #he’s fearnprops on Etsy btw #I love him so much #once I get a drivers license I’m using it to see him #I may be going to a classic car show in his town with him #he’s 3-D printing the impala and all the weapons to go in its trunk #he’s got this cool dark academia history professor aesthetic too #honestly we’re both a bit Cas coded and a bit dean coded #he lives on a farm <3 #I’m reading DTA for him #I sent him my ao3 bookmarks #we went to art school together #I would read bits of hannabal subtitles over his shoulder while we worked #he would tell me what other people were saying cause I hadn’t gotten my HoH diagnosis and hearing aids yet #we got those T4T Bi4Bi destiel bitches energy

[upsidedownknight]

i just watch baby driver and Holy Shit

good movie y’all

#if you want to watch a really good action movie #that has a hoh protag #and has a good story albeit lots of blood/dead ppl #not quiet #but lots of good music and EPIC chases #baby driver #upsidedowntalks

[deafgaming]

Good morning everyone! Today, my Uber driver told me that I shouldn’t use Uber if I can’t answer a phone call. How’s your day so far? 🙃

#i should make an entire thread for when uber drivers abuse me #deaf #actuallydeaf #hoh #dhh #disabled #actuallydisabled #ableism

[chaseadrian]

drabble about adrian with a deaf or hoh friend, he's got such great body language on the show, i think he'd really take communicating with a hoh person seriously. idk maybe it's a coworker or a person he rescues as vigilante. or both, he helps them at work and then also rescues them. love your writing!

jfhsdf adrian for sure knows sign language omg

join the sleepover!

Adrian took note of the new coworker that kept to themselves in the back, washing dishes without being distracted by the chatter of the line cooks. They didn't flinch when a waiter dropped a tray of dishes in the dining room, and usually clocked in and out without much more than a smile to acknowledge him and the rest of the coworkers.

He usually left them alone, instead talking the ear off of anyone who walked back to the dish area.

But today, they looked down and out, so Adrian thought it was probably polite to introduce himself beyond a quick wave.

He brought back a container of dirty dishes and set it down next to them, the vibrations on the rim making them take notice.

'Jamie' Their nametag said, and Adrian waved, letting the container slide into the bubbly water.

Hi, Jamie. I'm Adrian! He signed, his hands just as enthusiastic as his tone usually was.

Addison perked up, surprised to see him signing.

Hi, you know sign?

Sure do, I learned it because of another job I had.

The job he was referring to was Vigilante. He wore a mask and walked around in the dark, it was a given that he'd learn how to speak visually to people who wouldn't be able to read his lips. Because even if he was gonna lift his mask to speak, which he most definitely was not, how were his lips supposed to be read when the sun wasn't out anymore?

Are you okay? You look sad today. He signed.

No, someone stole my bike so I had to walk here.

What the fuck? Did they hurt you?

No, they broke into my backyard and took it before I woke up.

Adrian shook his head, growing more furious by the second.

What does your bike look like? I'll tell you if I see it.

It's red with a thin white racing stripe on the side. It says "J" in silver and has a bell, too.

Okay. Sorry that happened. I can give you a ride home if you want.

Jamie nodded and returned to the dishes, offering Adrian a friendly smile.

The two continued working, their hands preoccupied and wrinkly from the dishwater, but when Adrian's break rolled around, he asked Jamie to join him.

They sat outside on the wooden palettes, eating a basket of fries and chatting about all the stupid things that popped into Adrian's brain.

After work, Adrian drove Jamie home and apologized again for the bike, immediately setting off afterwards for the nearest gas station to change clothes.

It only took driving around Jamie's neighborhood for an hour for him to find the culprit that took the bike. Some trashy dude was riding it in a cul-de-sac doing an endless loop and ringing the bell relentlessly.

Adrian drove along the perimeter of the cul-de-sac and stopped in front of a house with a 'for sale' sign. He whistled, and the dickhead rode up on the bike next to open window.

Sure enough, there was the silver 'J' on the side.

"What's up, you fucking batman wannabe?"

Adrian was quick to draw his gun, "Batman has fucking rabies, asshole. Now put the bike in the backseat."

The man moved to ride away, but didn't make it an inch before there was a hole in his head.

"Fuck! I don't even know if it'll fit!" Adrian parked the car and got out, looking between the bike and his car.

"Ah, fuck." He picked up the bike and scooted it to his driver door, leaning it against the side so he could quickly run to the passenger side and maneuver into the driver seat. He reached a hand out the window to hold onto the bike seat, and slowly made his way out of the cul-de-sac.

Jamie's house, luckily, wasn't too far, and Adrian made it there while driving at a snail's pace. He walked the bike up to the front porch and pressed the doorbell, sprinting away the moment he saw lights flashing on and off in the living room.

He dove behind a bush and watched as Jamie opened the door to see their bike sitting there. They looked around for any sign of life, but just shrugged and walked the bike inside.

Adrian drove back home with his radio blasting, and smiled the whole way there.

#lol i hope u liked that!! #adrian chase #my writing #mine #chaseadrian sleepover #answered* #anonymous

[panncakes]

put the light back in your eyes

dan/yok, dan learns about the break-in and the fireworks

A/N: lmao i can’t believe this stupid show got me back into fic writing someone save me. this surely isn't long enough to count as a fic but i have a lot of thoughts about them and i did want to write something about ex-cop hoh!dan before they burst that dream fully next sunday

[AO3]

Dan learns about the break-in at one of Tawi’s manufacturers the morning after it happens, around the same time as most everyone else in the country does. Newspapers, media outlets, twitter; they all have a field day with the new development in the highly scrutinized attacks against Tawi Kuerkulsvasti and his vastly growing empire.

He learns about the fireworks from an old co-worker. He’s not supposed to know, technically; it’s not public information and he’s not privy to details about ongoing cases anymore. Then again there’s a lot of things he technically shouldn’t know and do.

Most of Dan’s old co-workers fall into either of two categories: they pretend they don’t see him when they run into each other or they look at him with such profound pity it makes his skin itch. Luckily for him his old partner falls into the latter.

The older man gives him a sad smile, buys him a beer and is so preoccupied with the promising young man Dan had been before the accident that he allows Dan to gently pull on some threads. The details about the break-in stumble out with ease halfway through the second beer.

“—but I shouldn’t be telling you this, Nong.” It’s said with a shake of the head and without any of the over-annunciation the man normally uses when talking to Dan. It’s a throw away comment, no real weight to it; there’s nothing a poor deaf bastard like himself could do with the information anyway.

-

There’s no reason for Dan to believe it’s him. There’s thousands of people who are fed up with the way things are run in this country; thousands of people who would have a reason to be angry with Tawi specifically. Even if it was connected to the fire; there had been more people there, there’s no reason to assume it’s the same kid. No reason to imagine him lit up against the night’s sky.

-

That evening he starts a new mural; his thoughts consumed by the anger coiling in the pit of his stomach.

(A smile so genuine and lively it lights up the dark).

By the shame prickling underneath his skin.

(Eyes bright with exhilaration and curiosity).

By the smell of hospitals and doctors.

(Motor oil and sweat with a hint of something soft underneath… fabric softener?)

By the maddening ringing in his ear, fingers wet with blood.

(Heart hammering loudly, ragged breath on his cheek, his lips).

It hadn’t been in his original design but when he steps away from the wall hours later there’s fireworks in the background of his newest art piece.

It doesn’t mean anything, really. He has always let himself be inspired by current events, his art has always been part of a larger conversation. And if there’s an unexplained nervousness coursing through his body as he publishes it online; well there’s always some adrenaline that comes with the UNAR territory. And if he hangs around for longer than he usually allows himself afterwards; well it’s only to figure out how narrowly he’s being watched.

Two hours later neither the police nor the kid have shown up. Dan slips out of his hiding spot, grumbling at the slight pang of disappointment in his chest and begins his long walk home.

He’s barely out on the streets when a motorcycle pulls up next to him. It’s only a split second where his hand instinctively reaches for the metal tucked away in the back of his jeans as he debates whether to run or stay put, before the helmet of the driver comes off and he’s greeted with a broad grin.

“Sorry, I’m late,” the kid says cheerfully and the earnest look in his eyes calls for Dan’s instinct to run once more.

He doesn’t though, not this time.

He needs his wallet back.

#danyok #not me the series #dan x yok #fic #not me #absolutely wild as shit i wrote something at all i haven't written in AGES and also english isn't my first language #and also i couldn't really make work what i wanted to actually write #so i guess you guys get my experimental garbage congrats #also please read it on ao3 the formating on tumblr is the WORST

[baecvlt]

Hello hello! I looove your work! I was wondering if I could requests Kazuichi taking his best friend(or lover! Just thought friend would make it more interesting) on a late night car ride to test some adjustments he made to it, could end up with some steamy car sex? Hopefully this made sense! I've been craving this kind of fic

Car Sex: Kazuichi Soda x Reader

a/n: It’d be an honor to write this. Hope you enjoy! ALso VERY WELL ESTABLISHED FRIENDSHIP HERE + projecting my interests onto reader because I get selfish AND I feel like Kaz listens to rock/alt/indie music. K byeee. ALSO READER IS FEM, pls specify next time

It was a Friday night, you were out for dinner with your best friend, Kazuichi Soda. You were glad to finally get out the house. It got lonely, plus you got to catch up with him and see him personally. He offered to pay for your meal, you allowed it since this time you were tight on money. As he paid, you notice he was excited about something.

“I know this is so last minute,” he began,“But I was wondering if you’d come back to the shop with me”

You nodded, but remained curious. “Of course, I’ll go, but why?”. He leaned toward you and he was excited. His leg was shaking and hands slightly shaking. “I’m finally finished with my car!,” he cheered,“I want you to be the very first to join me for a test drive!”. You smiled. Kazuichi had been working on this car since high school. He almost gave up on it too, so you were happy he never gave up on it. “Of course I’ll go!,” you told him, just as cheerful as he was. You both has walked to the restaurant, now walked back to the shop.

His family was there, closing the shop up. You obviously greeted them. He walked right past them and to the garage. A sheet was on top of the car. Once you were in the room, he walked towards it. He grabbed the sheet, doing a small countdown. “3..2..1-”. He yanked the sheets off, revealing a new and improved car. “So, what do ya think?”. You were excited with him now. “Jesus, the paint job on this is amazing!,” you said to him. “‘May have taken me my whole high school and half my college experience to finish it, but it was worth it!”.

“Totally”

“What do ya say? Should we take it out for a spin”

“You don’t have to ask me twice”

He cheered quietly, opening the passenger door for you and hopping into the driver’s side. He opened the garage door, pulling out of the driveway. He had only driven down the street and you saw how nervous he was. You grabbed his hand, he gasped when you did. “Hey, I’m sure the car is fine, don’t stress out”. He smiled, putting his arm around you. You relaxed laying back. You drove around for about half an hour, going up some hill to a mountain. “Where are we going?,” you asked him.

“We’re gonna look at the stars”

“Ooo, nice”

He parked by the edge of the mountain. It was weird because no other cars were to be seen. Usually there were. “By the way, I wanna show you the coolest thing here,” he said, opening the glove compartment. He took out a CD, Slowdive's 1993 album Souvlaki, and revealed he had a working stereo. "Holy shit, it works?," you were excited. He nodded, popping in the CD. "I love Slowdive," you mumbled. He smiled, chuckling a little.

"I know. You were listening to it the day we met"

"Oh! I was...Yeah, I remember you came up to me that day. You were so awkward"

"Right? God, I feel like I acted like a douche"

"You were like,'Hey, we shouldn't be able to hear your music'"

"Yeah, yeah. Then you were all,'Oh, sorry!'. Then, I was like,'Don't worry, but anyway, Slowdive, huh?'"

You both laughed. "God, I felt that you were trying to hit on me that moment," You told him,"But you're just...you're really nice". Smiling, he shook his head. "Do you miss high school?," he asked. You thought about it for a moment. Did you? "You know what," you began,"Partially". He was confused. "What do you mean?".

"Well, we all had good times in high school. We had good friends, all those memories. We've kinda drifted away, but that's why I partially miss it"

"So why don't you?"

"I felt like I didn't belong"

He looked at you sympathetically. "You all had an established talent. I didn't," you told him,"Sometimes, I still wish I hadn't gone". Hearing you say so saddened him. "But you're good at a lot," he said,"You were better than everyone there". "You're just saying--".

"No! I swear, you are talented at a lot. It was just never put into one thing. You aren't alone either. Hajime never had an exact talent, Nagito won a lottery...you belonged there just as anybody else. You are a Jack of All Trades—"

"—Master of None."

"NO! You are the master of all!"

You smiled. "I care so much about you. I'm really glad we met. I just know that if we hadn't met my life wouldn't be the way it is now...," he said,"So, please, never say that again! You belonged there". You lay back in your seat, trying not to cry. For the first time in forever you felt like you had a place in the world, it felt weird, but not bad. You weren't used to feeling important. "Are you even happy with your life?". He looked at his thumbs when you asked him that. You were afraid of his answer, you didn't know why, but you were.

"There are somethings I wish I didn't have to deal with, but when I think about you, I realize that it's all worth dealing with...and that makes me the happiest man in the world"

"Kaz..."

He said your name, his voice low when he did. It interrupted anything you wanted to say next and your thoughts were racing. "I..I—". He sighed. You knew whatever he had to say next was not easy for him to spit out. "You know how important this car is was for me, it took up my entire high school year to work on. I know I had fun doing it, but I didn’t build it for me,” he sputtered and you could tell he was nervous,“I made this car so that...so that I'd have something to impress you with the day I had the courage to tell you how I really feel about you. I love you and I have for so long. I don't see myself being with anyone else and I wanted you to think of me as the coolest guy you'd ever met and now you probably think I'm a chump–"

You launched yourself towards him, attacking his lips and you felt his skin radiating. He felt as if he had been kissed by an angel. "I love you too, Kaz," you whispered. You really did. Crawling onto his lap, you pushed his hair back. "I wish it hadn't taken you so long to tell me," you added, frowning,"We could have done all these cute high school couple things, then moved onto adult couple things". He kissed you this time, his hands on your hips as you nibbled his bottom lip. He managed to move you both to the passenger side in order to prevent your back setting the horn off. He stopped for a minute.

"'Adult couple things'?"

"Yeah"

"Well, we're adults now, aren't we? And who says we're too old to do what high schoolers do"

"You're not wrong either...but are you interested in doing adult things with me?"

He blushed and looked away for a minute,"I, uh- I've never done it before. I was waiting do it with someone who loves me, y'know? But- you love me, right?". You laughed, nodding. He laughed too, shaking his head as he reached up your skirt, his calloused and rough hands rubbing your thighs. "Hoh-okay, you asked for it". He leaned forwards to kiss you, grabbing the waistband of your panties as his tongue entered your mouth. He pulled them down, allowing you to remove the rest by making his seat go further back. You kicked them off, going to unzip his jeans and pull those down too along with his boxers. He was already rock hard and made you throb just looking as his cock. It was slightly above average in both length and girth, but what did you expect from a dork like him?

You took off your entire skirt before climbing right back into his lap right after pulling them down, he smirked and lowly praised you: "Good girl". He kissed you a little more before he grabbed his cock, ready to guide it inside you. "You ready?". You were shaking, but uttered a soft,"Yes...". Before he could, the Slowdive song you were listening to when you first met started playing and you knew this was meant to happen. You melted when he heard it too. It means it meant something to him and it meant as much to him as it meant to you. "You remember this song, baby?". He pressed light kisses on your forehead as you nodded. You felt his tip at your entrance and you whined. "W-Wait! Kaz, please be careful," you begged. He nodded and kissed you again. "I'll be soft," he reassured you,"Besides, I want to take my time with you. Okay?". You took a breath and relaxed.

"Okay"

"Uh, wait- I should probably ask. Did you wanna do this laying down? I don't think it's fair if you're on top during our first. Plus, I don't want your back to hurt"

"Y-Yeah, my back was starting to ache a little"

He nodded, putting the seat all the way back, now mimicking a bed. You switched positions, spreading your legs for him. He put the volume on the stereo almost all the way up before picking your legs up. He positioned himself again, pushing in just the tip. You gasped quietly, breaking into a very sweet moan as he pushed in all the way, groaning lustfully. He repeatedly pushed in: deep, but slow. He only felt his erection grow harder seeing you blush. Your little moans and soft whimpers when he'd hit that one spot you thought only you would be able to reach made him twitch inside you. He tried to keep his composure, but your walls constantly pumping him made it almost impossible. He leaned forward, desperately trying to kiss you. You could've melted right then and there, seeing how this man made love to you. "I-I love you..," he whispered against your lips. God, he was so cute too.

"I love you too, Kaz, but this is a little too slow now"

"Please, tell me what you need"

"I want you fuck me harder"

"Whatever you say, princess"

His thrusts went from "slow and deep" to "abrupt and very deep". "Like that?". You kissed him in response, grabbing his hair and pushing his head to you. His hips snapped inside you, making it harder to control your breathing. At this point, the windows as fogged up, making the air around you hot. He grabbed your breast, massaging them. You did him the favor of unbuttoning your blouse. You grabbing his hand and slipped it under your bra. "They're so pretty and warm," he mumbled. You could tell he didn't want you to hear that from how low he said it, but you heard it well. He pulled your bra down to your torso, ducking his head down to be able to suck on your breasts a little. "K-Kaz! I'm really sensitive there!". He didn't respond, so entertained by your boobs, knowing playing with them made you feel good.

Your stomach was in knots and it was hard to hold anything anymore.

It took one really hard thrust, making you squirt. He didn't even know it could do that. You didn't cum all the way through, making it uncomfortable now. You felt like you were being edged. "Kaz, it doesn't feel good anymore".

"Do we stop?"

"No, no! Just...I need to cum"

"I'll get you there"

His hands went back to your hips, slamming into you fast and deep. Your body trembled, shaking as he hit your sweet spot again and again and again. "Is this okay?," his voice husky as he was nearing his orgasm too. You nodded, whining. "I-It feel so good..please don't stop," you cried,"It's so good!..". He went faster, grunting softly. You were near crying, about to release. "Are you gonna cum?". He was just as impatient as you were.

"I'm cumming, I-I'm cumming"

"I can't last anymore. C-Can I cum inside?"

"Please, baby"

He groaned you name, shooting his load in you. You knew it was a lot too, feeling it when you moved. He pulled out, laying on the other seat lazily. You were still so turned on, pumping your two fingers in and out of you, securing his cum inside you. "Good girl". You picked your braw up to cover your chest since it was getting cold. "You look so pretty," he added. You were blushing as he helped you with your clothes. Naturally, you helped him with his. "I hope this is a good time to ask, but...". "Yes?"

"I want you to be my girlfriend"

"I'm so glad you do. Yes, Kazuichi, I'll be your girlfriend!"

"Yes! Fuck Yes! Oh god, I'm so happy!"

You kissed his cheek, making him become even more giddy as he wrapped his arm around you and drove you to his home. Kissing on his bed, he hugged you tightly afterward as you shushed him to sleep.

#danganronpa #kazuichi danganronpa #kazuichi soda #kazuichi souda #kazuichi soda x reader #kazuichi souda x reader #kazuichi soda smut #kazuichi souda smut #kazuichi smut #smut #x reader

[froggybangbang]

Wow

The "Baby Driver" movie hired an actual deaf person to play the role of a deaf person.

Almost like.

Any movie could do it...

Imagine that...................

#baby driver #d/deaf/hoh #representation matters #asl #the movie's lip reading skills were off the charts though but still