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ducknotinarow · 2 years

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( I am sending one more bc I saw a fan thing earlier & ugh. I’ll be sending him to Usagi later but you get this one now. )

“I swear, if you even think - “ his voice trails off, Beerus looking away for a moment. He’s not sure how to phrase it, but maybe Whis already has an idea of what he’s trying to get at. “You’re mine, do you hear me, Whis? Don’t get an sacrificing ideas or I will find a way to haunt your ass.”

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Oh, that was stupid on the angel's part was all he could think at the moment. That was such a stupid thing for him to do and worse not even needed in the first place. As if such a puny attack could actually harm his Lord in the first place. If he wished to block that attack from there though Whis could have simply done so. bare-handed or even with his staff. So why was it he just jumped in the way like that?! Their eyes closed tight as he held onto his arm for a moment it wasn't even all the bad he was sure the shock from it was doing most of the damage at the moment. His body just sort of moved all on it's own his Lord had only just woke up he was nowhere near ready to fight. Not past that initial groggy feeling when you first wake up to the universe after all. Was that why he did it? It was for Beerus of course, he lived to server his god always at thier side as he had been and would be till the god's last breath or even his own. Maybe the slight chance of that happening today was what fuel his actions. Mind wasn't in the works his body just moved to take and blunt of that attack when Beerus wasn't looking. But still, that was stupid it might not have even hurt them.

Maybe the cat was a bit too distracted by the angels speaking or still groggy from just waking up not too long ago. Whis would love it to be the first reason personally. Either way, he was the first to notice as he should have just held out his staff to deflect it or well even just let it hit the god it's not like it would be strong enough to leave so much as even a scratch on them. Instead, Whis moved before the rest of him could react eating the beam of energy that hit him. It stung a little but it wasn't too bad. He thought feeling over his arm where he took the hit at. The sleeve was torn and there was an afterburn. Oh, that was stupid he shouldn't have moved he couldn't help it though. the very moment he thought it would hurt Beerus since they hadn't reacted themself. Slightly hissing in pain as he pressed his hand against his arm, needing to make sure that it wasn't any worse. However, before he could do so much as to complain about how rude that was to interup his lord's meal. The angel found the god in his face now. Voice loud and fierce as always as they fixed the angel with a hard glare his way. Whis slightly moved back as they got into his face he was just stunned by the reaction just now.

“I swear, if you even think - “

They started to trail off as they spoke looking away from Whis, but Whis' attention was sit set on the expression they had shown his way just now. The burning glare in thier eyes how they directed thier anger at him over what he just did. Whis knew them well enough to understand they were upset about him getting hurt, and that made his heart flutter in his chest just now. Did..did they get scared about his own well-being just now? The angel may be foolish enough to hope. More foolish to allow himself to grow flattered over the matter Beerus seemed to find his words once more as they continued to speak.

“You’re mine, do you hear me, Whis? Don’t get an sacrificing ideas or I will find a way to haunt your ass.”

There was a warmth creeping into his face over that. He was thiers? of course he was thiers. Whis was their servant, their attendant, and oh! whatever else, his life was in service to this god of destruction. Bound by duty but in his own case in his love for them. That's why he couldn't help how that made his heart pound against his rib case right now. Setting a hand to his face as he turned to blush he couldn't help but feel just the tiniest bit giddy over the matter

"Oh Lord Beerus you must be careful how you speak you may just make me faint from such a statement." he teased a little but he was being honest as well. Moving to take hold of now of the cat's hands now as he held them in between his own. Letting his own worries cross his face "I know I had no reason to block that just now but the mere thought of any harm you way and taking you away from me?" he began by trying to explain why he did what he did. Beerus may not be as open to expressing thier own mean but Whis? Well he simply didn't care he would be open with his love even if Beerus always rejected it, though Whis knew no better.

"if anyone was able to do anything to take you away from me? I would simply cease to function without you." In part that wasn't wrong after all he would have to wait for a replacement to Beerus if that ever happened. Whis didn't mean it that way even if they replaced the position they could never replace Beerus in his heart. "So the mere thought of you getting hurt now? Well, I can't allow it."

#muse| whis #forthehonorandglory #[ the only marvelous thing in the cosmos is you kitten -forthehonorandthegolory]#muse interaction #stay queued #((Beerus it's cute you dont want Whis putting himself on the line buuuut you should say why uwu))#((beerus your mine Whis why do you reject my love XDDD))

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magekate07 · 1 year

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The Rise and Fall of My 2022

Happy New Years Eve… or New Years, or belated New Years. It depends on when you read this.

2022 has been a rise and fall for me for me. When January 2022 arrived, I was looking forward to a lot of things: my first Art Fight, Craig of the Creek season 4, and finally posting my fiction stories after such a long time.

For the first half of the year, things were fine. I greatly enjoyed Art Fight, I posted my first fanfic on AO3, and COVID restrictions were lessening. I was flaying high on cloud nine…

Then towards the end of August 2022, I fell to the ground.

The HBO Max animation purge happened and several beloved animations got removed, including Infinity Train. As someone who grew up on animation and was inspired by the stories they made, I obviously was upset by the blunt disrespect.

During this time, I started to overthink. When Infinity Train got removed, it wasn’t just from the streaming service, but from every single post that acknowledged the show’s existence got removed from Cartoon Network’s social media. If cooperations could just remove something just like that, what was going to stop them from doing the same to all the fan fiction and fan art? As a reminder, I was overthinking.

My brain just kept coming up with these scenarios of armored guards breaking into my home and arresting me just for being an artist. Every sci-fi/psychological thriller situation was just going through my head, and my mentality just hit rock bottom. Hearing the next season for Craig of Creek got cut just made it worse.

Fortunately, I didn’t stay like that forever. I pulled myself together and I continued making my art. Watching cartoons like Dead End: Paranormal Park definitely helped, and at least Infinity Train came back on YouTube. Also, while Craig of the Creek is ending, season 5 and the movie are still expected to come.

I started to feel slowly better. The Planttober drawing challenge and Nanowrimo gave me time to relax and calm myself…

Then I was pushed back down even deeper.

This time, the cause was on a matter more serious. It started a few weeks ago when I discovered that an AI bot could be scrapping and mining through AO3 to use the writings for its “learning.” Some might argue that the AI is using others stories as “reference,” but it’s really just stealing passages that an actual human probably put a lot of heart into. It’s not just writing that’s being victim to this; drawings and pictures are seemingly targeted as well.

Seriously, my impression of AI really went down in just the span of approximately one month. Admittedly, when I first discovered AI generated art, I played around with it because I thought it was… neat. However, when I learned how they actually get their “inspiration,” I wanted nothing to do with it. I threw out all my AI generated images and vowed if I wanted art, then I’ll just do my own.

It doesn’t help that at the time, I was (and probably still) being continuously followed by porn bots that I keep blockings and reporting. I had to block around twenty of them in this month alone! Before I would only get them sometimes, but I feel like they’re out of control over the course of December.

Anyway, the discovery of bots going through art got me concerned, and I looked up copyright laws and how to protect fanfics (and other forms of art). It taught me a lot about those subjects, but I’ve picked up disturbing things as well. In my search, I’ve also read the experience of those who have had their writings (fanfic and original) plagiarized. The more I read about them, the more terrified I got. Then when I learned that stolen works could also be sold online under that name of the plagiarizers, that was for me. That was the straw that broke the camel’s back.

I knew deep down that plagiarism was a risk when someone posts their work publicly online, but to hear it actually happen to writers and artists was terrifying. I create things because I like it, and I post it online so I can share it with others; not so some thief can claim it for themselves!

That reality didn’t just crush me, it grind me to the ground. I just kept asking myself: what’s the point? Why do all this art anyway? Just to give up to story stealing pirate or a wannabe program? It wasn’t going to be on there forever anyway! So why bother? Everything seemed pointless. To be honest, being in this slump made me want to resort to what I did back then: just give up. Delete my blog, delete my fanfics; everything and it’ll all be safe…

However, I didn’t do that. I may have written a few vent passages and made some of my old posts private, but I didn’t delete all of it. Tumblr might not be the perfect website, but it’s the best place where I can show my artwork than at any other website, and I don’t want to give up on my fanfic; especially since I’ve only been on AO3 for a year and the current story I’m working on is just beginning. Yet, the risk of knowing what could happen still hurts me.

So, I’ve just been wallowing in my slump and paranoia: took a pause in working on my fanfic, constantly checking online to make sure my art hasn’t been stolen, and reporting and blocking every porn bot that dares follow my blogs. In spite of that, I have been doing things to help out as well: talk to my dad about my problems, do art for myself and not the public, and listening to music with really depressing lyrics. The last one actually helps a lot.

Yet, the one thing that’s been helping me the most is seeing and reading the works of other people who post their stuff online. I don’t know how aware they are of the risks and annoyances, but the fact that they still share their art despite those factors is inspiring. It’s encouraging me to keep going.

It’s been some time since I found myself in a slump, and I’m slowly feeling better, but not exactly out. The fear is still very much real, and all my pictures from this point will have watermarks (some might have multiple). However, the rate of both my writing and artwork are going to be much slower. I might not post art on here as much, given I want to deter the bots’ attention, and I want to create things for myself. It’s probably for the better in the long run.

That said, I will end with two PSAs:

PSA number one: if you find work that is eerily similar or exactly alike to someone else’s art, report it immediately to the original creator. It is not right for anyone’s work to be stolen; not by another person or an AI. The less plagiarizers are out there; the less anxiety there will be when post art publicly. However, be a hundred percent sure if you suspect the work has been plagiarized before reporting anything in order to avoid causing drama.

PSA number 2: report and block any bots. There as been a surge of them recently. This isn’t as serious given that the bots that are currently plaguing Tumblr are just… adult content, but they are annoying as flies! Just look out for any icons that show real life women, suspicious links, and user names that… just don’t seem normal (you’ll know it when you see it). Then report for spam and block them.

Thank you for reading this long post of mine. Don’t let things take you down. Happy New Years, and may 2023 be better for all of us.

((Fun fact: the stick figure illustrations was inspired by Alan Becker and his amazing animation. Also, it’s less time consuming to draw.))

#texts and illustrations #happy new year’s eve #happy new year #stick figure #2022 for me #a year in a nutshell #i hate bots too #watch out for plagurizers #hope things get better #probably need a social media break #2022 #last post of the year

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bbdaydreams · 3 years

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Courage My Love// Semi Eita

Pairing: Semi Eita x Reader

Summary: You like Semi and come up with a plan to confess to him, unfortunately it takes a turn. You meet again a couple years later by chance.

Chapter Four: Disappear

Warning: suggestive nsfw. Nothing explicit at all. STORY TAKES PLACE AFTER HIGH SCHOOL MEANING THEY ARE NO LONGER MINORS.

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“Does he sing to all your music while you dance to "Purple Rain"? Does he do all these things, like I used to?”

“Eita! Stop! You’re making us depressed with all the sad songs you’ve been writing!” Ranmaru told the lead vocalist.

Semi put his palm over the strings of the acoustic guitar so they’d stop ringing and let his body relax against the cold wall behind him. “Sorry, can’t help it,” he mumbled.

Semi never got his chance to talk to you after graduation. He did notice that you only blocked his number and not his social medias but that was all he needed to know that you didn’t want to talk to him. He didn’t want to send you a direct message, solely because he was scared you’d end up blocking him on whatever platform he used. The last thing he wanted was to be completely out of your life. Even though he isn’t directly in your life, he still wants to support you from the side lines. Funny how things used to be the other way around.

“Guys, we should make him a tinder,” Subaru spoke.

“What? No! I don’t want one! I’m not ready,” Semi huffed.

“Eita, it’s been like three years. You’re twenty one now. I’m sorry but we’re tired of seeing you like this all the time. We can’t relate to what you’re going through but we can empathize with you. We can imagine how much pain you’re in and we want to help you,” Jiro argued.

“I’ve gone on a couple dates already and they were all bad. What’s talking to even more strangers gonna do?”

“Show you that there’s other people out there. I know you’ve seen me in an out of relationships a lot but I don’t regret a single one. They’ve each taught me something. Also I’m gonna be very blunt, you can’t miss what you never had. You’ve got to let go dude,” Ranmaru added.

“But I-“

“No Eita, you didn’t have them. You were only friends. Just give a chance? Please,” Subaru finished.

Semi took a look around the room before nodding his head yes. He could guess that his band mates were probably tired of dealing with him. They’re in college now trying to finish their education to have a back up plan since they still haven’t taken off yet but at the end of the day he knew the band comes first. It always has but the band is only as fun as you make it to be. They could play their instruments all they want but they have to play them in a way that fits the mood of the song and since Semi has been struggling with writing more upbeat catchy tunes, the sad boy crap gets repetitive. The others had to accommodate to him because of how much trouble he was having.

“I’ll download it now.”

“Y/n! Smile!” Tendou yelled before snapping a picture of you with his phone.

“Tendou, stop!” You laughed while reaching for his phone. He raised his arms to increase the distance and joined with you in your laughter.

“I’m sorry but you’re just so cute.”

You and him were currently walking back to your place from a date. After graduation, Tendou continued school and you moved into a small house with your band mates to make your living situation easier for all of you. You guys have gone on tours and such but you still haven’t had your big break through.

When you got to your home you invited Tendou inside and since no one else was home you didn’t have to greet them all before going into your room. “Whatcha wanna watch?” You asked him as you sat in your bed while flipping through channels.

“I’m down for anything,” he responded, getting into bed with you and attempting to lay on you. Picking a random show, you set the remote down before relaxing and combing your fingers through his hair which was now quiet long and down, different from how he had it in high school.

You two stayed in that position for a couple minutes while your mind started to wander off. Three years since you and the girls, two for Haruka, graduated and chose not to continue with school because the label seemed promising. Your band is currently working on an album after having multiple demos made and working part time jobs to have a more stable source of income. But also three years you spent with Tendou as your lover. And all of that was going to end soon because he was moving across the world for his career.

Three years is a lot of time to spend with someone romantically, especially when you’ve known them for longer. It’s not something you can just up and forget but unfortunately the both of you will have to move on. Tendou was still laying on you peacefully until he left a wet droplet on his face. Immediately he looked up and saw you with your eyes closed in at attempt to stop your tears. “Hey, hey, it’s okay,” he spoke softly, reaching a hand out to cup your face. You opened your eyes to look at him and gave him a sad smile that he returned. “Even when you cry, you’re beautiful, my paradise.”

Words of comfort was something Tendou never lacked. There was never a single time you’d consider him a bad boyfriend. And you were grateful to have him in your life. “I’m sorry,” you apologized for crying.

“It’s alright,” he laughed before sitting up to kiss you. This was your last day together before he left. Knowing that, you both gradually intensified the kiss that lead to more kisses. Kisses that lead to wandering hands. Wandering hands leading to the action that you both know would be the last time you were intimate together before Tendou left to his home to grab his luggage before heading off to the airport, to take a flight to France.

Once all the aftercare was done you slept in his arms for a good two hours until he woke up from the alarm he set on his phone. He knew better than to leave without saying a word so he woke you up too. “Paradise, wake up. I gotta go.” You unwillingly opened your eyes and rubbed them before focusing on him, his form already up and out of the bed. “I’ll miss you,” he started when he stood at your door, “thank you for giving me a chance.”

You looked at him with glossy eyes as he looked at you with his. Getting up from your bed you managed to make your way towards him to give him a kiss, your guy’s final kiss. Your relationship was now mutually over.

“I had so much fun on our date, Semi! You really are a great guy!”

“Thanks, I try,” Semi laughed as he lead the girl he was seeing to his dorm. Semi has been seeing this girl from his government course for about a month now and things seem to be going pretty well so far.

When they got to his dorm, she noticed his guitar and a couple of papers that had scribbles on them. “Oh? You play guitar? And you write music?” She asked innocently.

“Yeah I do.”

“Could you play me a song? Please?”

“Sure. I’ll even sing you one inspired by you,” Semi spoke smoothly. Being in the scene, Semi did pick up a thing or two on how to talk to girls, Subaru called it fan service.

Picking up the acoustic guitar on its stand, he gestured for her to take a seat on his bed while he sat down in a chair across from her. With the pick he retrieved from his pocket he proceeded to pluck each string to make sure it was tuned before playing a couple chords to make sure they sounded good as well. He looked up at her and took note of the smile on her face before looking back down at the guitar and playing a song he had finished writing about her two days ago. When he had finished, he looked up and was greeted with a frown. “What’s wrong?” he asked immediately setting the guitar down and walking towards her to cup her face. “Did you not like the song?”

“Semi, don’t touch me! Who is that song about?” she asked him, standing up so they were more level.

“It’s about you, babe-“

“Don’t call me babe either! Semi, we’re done!”

“What? Why?”

“What do you mean why? There’s clearly someone else! There’s no way that song is about me! My eyes aren’t that color and neither is my hair! I sound nothing like the girl in the song that you claim to love!”

“Let me explain-“

“There’s nothing to explain, Semi! Good night. We’re done,” she finished before walking out and slamming Semi’s door in the process. Burying his face into his pillow, Semi let out a grunt, not realizing his roommate had come in.

“I stopped by the cafeteria after my study group. I brought you a juice,” Subaru offered when he saw the ash blonde face down.

“Not in the mood, dude.”

“Fine. No juice for you.”

About two months after you and Tendou split up, your band’s album was released. All four of you were in awe when you first saw your first album in a store.

“It’s like.... our baby,” Haruka stated while looking through the glass.

“I know, right! Our first little baby,” Izumi added.

You and Yui were a couple feet behind them trying to contain your laughter but you had to admit you were just as amazed as them.

“C’mon! Let’s get our own copies!” Yui announced, leading the way inside. The rest of you followed and each picked up a copy ready to purchase it. “Not gonna lie, it makes me feel real fuzzy seeing our name and faces on this.”

“No kidding. We really worked hard for this, didn’t we?” You asked aloud. “Our first of many. Let’s hope Courage My Love can keep up with it.”

Walking towards the counter to pay one after the other the cashier put together that you guys were the ones on the album cover. “Is this you guys?”

“Yep! That’s us,” Izumi smiled. “It’s our first album!”

“Oh my! Congratulations! I recognize this as one of the new ones we got in last nights shipment. I’ll play it throughout the store today to listen,” the cashier told you all.

“Thank you so much, we’d really appreciate that,” you all spoke before heading towards the exit.

Walking through a park on your way to the grocery store, Izumi had a burst of energy she couldn’t help but expel. “We should take a picture!”

“But we have-“ Yui started before she was shushed by the tallest one from the group.

“Shhh- excuse me, sir? Could you take a picture of my friends and I?” she asked sweetly. The older gentleman agreed before asking Izumi how to use her phone. Once she explained to him she told the group what pose they should do. “We should hold them up and just pose with them together!” Complying with her idea, your amateur photographer took a couple pictures before handing the device back to its owner. You all thanked him and looked at the pictures he took before posting it to each of your social medias.

So excited to announce that our album is finally out! You can pick it up anywhere that sells cds or check it out on any music streaming apps. Thank you so much for your support!

-y/n<3

“Yo, this music kinda slaps. What band is this?” Ranmaru asked Semi who currently had the aux cord.

“Courage My Love,” Semi responded which resulted in Subaru letting out a loud groan.

“The hell is your problem?” Ranmaru asked the drummer.

“That’s fucking Y/n’s band! No wonder he’s been listening to it on repeat for the past week!”

Ranmaru immediately stepped on the breaks before turning around in his seat to look at Semi. “Eita, I’m only gonna ask once, give me the aux.”

Giving a small glare to the spikey silver haired bassist, Semi spoke, “no.... I don’t wanna.”

“Eita!” Ranmaru roared before leaning his torso to grab the other’s phone.

Jiro sitting in the passengers seat with wide eyes opted to grab the other end of the aux cord and unplug it directly from the source, resulting in everyone else getting quiet at the lack of music. “No more tunes till we get to the venue.”

Even after taking away aux privileges from him, Semi was quick to find a solution and use his headphones instead. He continued listening to your band’s new album, blown away from how much you’ve changed. He regretted everything he did to you but was also inspired by the woman you’ve become.

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a/n: just when I think I’m done with angst I write more and I just say oops to that. Also do you guys like the addition of songs for the chapters? Also sorry for all the jumping around during this chapter

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#haikyu #haikyuu!!#semi eita #semi eita x reader #semi haikyuu #semi x reader #haikyu angst #haikyu x reader

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collecting-stories · 4 years

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Streetlight - JJ Maybank

Request: Could you do a reader x jj where she’s a shy bookworm kook with no friends, jj is doing some work at her house and she finds him intimidating, he’s curious about her. He sees her getting picked on somewhere by some other kooks and he protects her somehow and comforts her. I dunno something like that, your so good at writing I know you can make this so much better that how I explained it ahah

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The compromise was one night out doing normal teenage things to reassure your parents that you had friends and weren’t missing out on all the fun summer stuff people were supposedly doing this time of year and you could have the Grove Press first edition unrevised version of On The Road that someone was selling on ebay. It was a necessity, a collectible item that you would treasure for the rest of your life and it would look amazing in the glass cabinet that you’d gotten from ikea at the beginning of the year.

“One party and you can have the book.”

“I hate kook parties,” you tried to reason, eyes drifting passed your dad to the boy cutting your lawn. It was stupid and never in a million lightyears would anything ever happen but you had the smallest, tiniest, barely there crush on JJ Maybank, the pogue your dad hired to do odd jobs all summer. Clean the pool, mow the lawn, wash the cars, wash the boat, service the boat, service the cars, whatever he needed done JJ did it. For an extremely good deal, your dad definitely paid better than most. But you’d gotten used to seeing JJ around all summer. You hadn’t spoken to him but you knew of him and his friends. They threw epic parties.

“It’ll be fun.” Your dad replied.

The mower cut and JJ stopped to wipe his face on the shirt he’d taken off and hung over the handle of the mower. When he looked over your eyes went wide and you turned your attention back to your dad to pretend you weren’t just staring.

“It won’t be fun but fine.” You agreed. It was the only way to get that book and you wanted that book. The agreement was in place and your dad, satisfied with your decision to give into his compromise, switched gears from hassling you to focusing on lunch. He’d been claiming for the passed three days that he was in the mood for something pizza related but now he was debating between frozen pepperoni or frozen plain.

“Thoughts?” He asked, standing in front of the fridge, holding the two pizza boxes in hand.

You shrugged, “I don’t know, whatever you want?” You were working your way through a Whole Foods fruit salad and trying to organize your planner for the upcoming school year despite it only being the beginning of August.

Your dad nodded, laying them both down on the counter and turning the oven on to preheat before walking over to the French doors that lead out to the backyard.

“What are you doing?”

“Getting a second opinion.” He replied. He opened the door and shouted for JJ over the hum of the motor. When it finally cut out JJ turned to look at him, slightly startled.

“Yeah?”

“I’ve got some pizza for lunch, you want some?”

“Uh sure, is that okay?”

“Of course, I’m offering it.” Your dad replied, “should be a few more minutes, finish up and come on in.” He let the door close behind him as he walked back into the kitchen. You had turned in your seat to watch and you followed your dad’s movements back to the oven to put the pizzas in. “What? You complain about ‘kooks’, you don’t like those kids either.”

“No. I didn’t say anything.”

“He seems like a nice kid.”

“I’m sure he is.”

“He’s obviously not sitting at home alone all summer either.”

“I’m not sure what you want from me.” You replied, “don’t get in trouble but also you don’t have enough friends so find some’.”

“I just think you’re a great kid and people don’t get to see that. They think you’re snobby and rude when you don’t talk to them.”

“I’m not.” You insisted. You didn’t have a problem with JJ or his friends. It wasn’t that you didn’t talk to them because you thought you were above them. You just didn’t like talking to people.

“They don’t know that.”

“What happened to not catering to other people and their perception of me?”

“An important rule…one you’ve clearly mastered sitting here doing arts & crafts while other kids your age have jobs or go hang out with friends.” He pointed out.

“It’s my day planner. Sue me for wanting it to look nice.” You huffed.

The door opened and both of you looked over as JJ came in. You turned back around quickly and refocused your attention on copying out the class schedule you’d been emailed that morning to avoid looking at a shirtless JJ as your dad pointed him toward the bathroom to clean up for lunch.

“Schedule in being more sociable.” He teased.

“You’re so funny.”

JJ came back into the room and you sucked in a breath, already feeling like you were starting to clam up with him so close to you. Especially when he sat down beside you at the island. You pushed the plastic container of fruit more toward him, avoiding eye contact as you spoke.

“Fruit?” Not the most astounding of questions but you couldn’t help it, he always made you nervous.

The kook party was as awful as you had imagined it being in your head. People you suffered through at school crowded in the first floor of someone’s house while music blared through surround-sound speakers. The party overflowed to the pool and you managed to find a quiet spot away from everyone, sitting on a lounger reading by the light of a tiki torch that was a hazard without the gathering of rowdy, drunk, teens. Not everyone was a kook, you’d spotted JJ and his friends almost instantly, obviously here because of Sarah and Kiara but you ignored all of them in favour of finishing the book you’d been working your way through for the last week and a half. An biographical look at the life of JD Salinger through the eyes of his daughter, you’d been more than thrilled when you managed it find it at the little bookshop on the island. Better than having to go to the mainland and suffer through the idiots that worked at the only Barnes & Noble in a 25 mile radius. You’d been making headway too when the book was pulled out of your hands and someone yanked you out of your seat.

“Hey! Give me that back!” You tried to pull away from the person holding you but you couldn’t get loose. As you struggled Scarlett flipped through the first couple of pages in the book, pretending to read it.

“What is this dumb trash anyway? Dreamcatcher?” She laughed.

“Just give it back Scarlett!” You insisted, pulling against her boyfriend once more. Other kooks had gotten wind of what was happening and stopped to watch.

“You shouldn’t bring books anyway…accidents are bound to happen.” She said, grabbing a few pages in her hands and ripping them out, watching as they fell to the ground.

“Stop! Seriously, please stop.” You nearly cried as she continued to rip pieces of the book out.

A small break in the crowd had JJ pushing through with his friends to see what the commotion was. If he was being honest he didn’t know you very well despite working for your dad all summer. He had seen you around and you’d always been polite to him but never quite friendly. Kiara had told him you were shy though, and that you hated stuff like parties or crowds. This was torture already but now you were standing at the poolside, Scarlett’s boyfriend holding your arms so you couldn’t get away as Scarlett tossed the book into the pool.

“No! Fuck, are you kidding me!” You yanked against Scarlett’s boyfriend and he laughed.

“You wanna go in too?” He taunted, “go get it.” And he shoved you forward, both of them laughing as you tripped and fell into the pool.

JJ ran over without thinking, pulling off his shirt and jumping in the water. He grabbed your waist, helping you to the side of the pool as you sputtered out breaths, too upset by the whole ordeal that you hadn’t been able to focus on actually swimming. Kiara and John B helped you out of the pool while Sarah grabbed a towel for you, wrapping it around your shoulders as you sat on the edge with your legs still in the water.

Despite the warmth of the summer night you were shaking from the sudden chill that came from being wet. JJ pulled himself up on the concrete beside you, pulling his boots off and tossing them behind him before placing a hand on your back, rubbing up and down.

“Are you okay?” Sarah asked, kneeling down beside you.

You nodded, “I’ll be fine. Thanks, but I should go.”

As you started to stand up JJ stood too, grabbing his t-shirt and boots, casting one last look at the unsalvageable book Scarlett had tossed into the pool. “Let me walk you back?”

“You don’t have to, you should stay and enjoy the party.”

“I don’t want you walking home alone. It’s already pretty late.” He reasoned. It was already dark and your house was three blocks away. Not a bad walk but you were still soaked from the pool and wouldn’t hate the company, even if you did get tongue tied whenever JJ was around.

“Okay.”

You kept the towel around your shoulders as JJ led you away from the party, Scarlett shouting after you about your taste in pogues and Sarah telling her off. You were too in your head to say much even as you got away from the party and the blaring music and the crowded rooms. Walking through the streets with JJ, both of you barefoot and carrying your shoes. Soaked still from the pool, he had his shirt draped over one shoulder.

“I’m sorry.”

“What for?” JJ asked, glanced over at you.

“You having to dive in and get me out of the pool and walk me home. I ruined your night.”

He shrugged, “not really a fan of kook parties anyway, Sarah wanted to go so…”

You watched as he pulled a tin out of his pocket, rattling it for a moment before opening it up and smiling, holding it so you could see the blunts rolled up in colourful paper, a lighter and juul wedged in next to them. “Are they dry?”

“Yeah, this thing is waterproof. Bought it last year cause I always forget to empty my pockets when I surf.”

“Well I’m sure all the fish are happy. Probably trippin’ out.”

JJ laughed at the joke as he picked out a blunt and lit it up, “you want some?”

“No, I don’t smoke.”

“Do you care if I do?”

You shook your head. You were almost home anyway, then he could leave. Or were you supposed to ask him to stick around? Offer him some clothes from your dad and dry his wet shorts since he’d been nice enough to dive into the pool after you.

“So…you and Scarlett aren’t exactly friends huh?”

“I’m not exactly friends with a lot of people, Scarlett is just one of many.” You replied. “I was only there tonight cause my dad made me go…he says I need to socialise more.”

“You don’t really go out much.”

“I obviously have a good reason.” You said, looking down at your wet clothes.

“Not everyone’s like Scarlett.” He replied, blowing out smoke as he talked. “We’re going on the boat tomorrow, you should come.”

“Maybe.”

“I’d like it if you did.” He admitted, shrugging his shoulders in attempted indifference.

“Okay, but I’ll think I’ll stick to not swimming, if it’s all the same to you.”

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nonstop-haikyuu · 3 years

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This is my first fic with the Haikyuu Headquarters server! And it's my first Daishou fic, as much as I love that snake bastard!! This month's SFW prompt was "meet ugly" so this is about Daishou serving a ball into reader's face which leads to him groveling on social media. Honestly, I hope you guys like this!! Here's the link to the masterlist!

For years, I had a string of bad luck that seemed to follow me around no matter where I went or how I acted. My parents cited bad karma or a curse placed upon me when I was a child. I simply called it life being an asshole. When I gained the job as the Sendai Frogs trainer, I knew the dangers of what I was getting into. Volleyballs were constantly flying across the gym and it wasn’t uncommon for someone to catch a spiked ball to the face.

For the most part, I had managed to avoid any strays that came my way, whether it be me blocking the hit or the players that I worked with saving my ass.

That changed the day that we played Yotsuya Motor Spirits. Admittedly, I wasn’t expecting the day to be anything special, especially since Kyotani, Koganegawa, and Kei had finally started working as a team, with their fellow players supporting their talents both as a trio and separately.

“Hey, don’t let them in your head, okay, Kyo? And Tsukki, please don’t rile them up too much. I really don’t want to deal with their coach coming to rip our heads off cause you want to be a dick.” I encouraged, crossing my arms over my chest. The two rolled their eyes at my usual pep talk then mumbled their agreement, turning towards their opponents. Kanji bounced eagerly in front of me and asked, “What about me?”

“Just take it slow, okay? Don’t rush your sets,I know you can do this.” I replied, patting him on the shoulder. He grinned at my words of wisdom and they soon walked away to line up, prepared to take their stances on the court. The first set passed without anything too out of the ordinary, with snide comments and smug grins exchanged between the net.

It was the second set that seemed to make the match all the more interesting.

Daishou Suguru, an outside hitter from the Spirits, was the man responsible for the shift of the atmosphere. I was returning from the trainer’s room with a bag of supplies, knowing that at the next timeout, Tsukishima and Kanji would need tape for their fingers. Along with that, our libero would likely want his knee braced better, due to an old injury.

I was walking on the corner of the court when the whistle blew and Daishou took his stance for his serve. I glanced up for a brief second to see who would take on the receive, only to realize that the ball was hurtling towards my face at a pace much too fast for me to hide from. Shouts and gasps filled the stadium as I slammed to the floor. Blurry faces crowded around me and I faintly acknowledged the fact that my three friends were looming over me, waving their hands in front of my face.

“Hey, hey, easy. Just lay back, okay?” Kei encouraged, pressing a gentle hand against my shoulder. I groaned at the pain in my head and nose then mumbled, “Hurts. It hurts. What the hell happened?” Kyotani masked his snarl and bit out, “Bastard snake nailed you in the face with a serve. Might wanna hold still, Coach thinks you have a concussion and a broken nose.”

“You realize that I can hear you, right? It’s not like I meant to hit them. I was shooting for a service ace, give me a break.” Daishou replied, rolling his eyes.

“Shit, this hurts.” I grumbled as Tsukki pressed a wad of tissues under my nose. Daishou knelt beside me and murmured, “Hey, I’m really sorry about hitting you in the face. I didn’t see you there.”

“I’m kinda pissed that you serve bad enough to hit someone on the sidelines.” I snapped, pushing myself up. Kogane’s eyes widened at my bitter tone and harsh words, then Daishou spat, “You were walking in front of the barrier. You should have enough brains to know to walk behind it.”

I jerked my head towards the wing spiker, groaning at the sharp jab of pain and bit out, “Maybe you should learn how to serve properly then. If your serves are that high, then you’re not doing something right.” Kyotani helped me to my feet then I heard the snake hiss, “Bitch just needs to learn where to stand during a game.”

An argument between Tsukishima and Daishou began to rise with Kogane attempting to coax his teammate out of the fight. Kyotani braced against me then grumbled, “You never know when to stop talking, do you?” I let out a bitter laugh and mumbled, “He’s the one who will have to deal with the backlash. And I’m the one with a broken nose!”

He patted me on the shoulder and replied, “I’ve learned that you usually get screwed by what you say in the end.” He was right but shit, I was really hoping that I would escape any trouble that followed.

I, in fact, did not escape the results of Wednesday’s game. Kyotani, Kogane, and Kei came to visit me in the trainer’s room on Saturday, my first day back from my concussion, and they showed me the results of my broken nose and bitter words towards Daishou.

“Sendai Frogs’ Trainer and Motor Spirits’ Wing Spiker in the midst of a social media battle? Daishou Suguru has gone to social media to publicly apologize to the Sendai Frogs’ trainer after a stray serve broke the trainer’s nose and left them with a concussion. As of right now, the Sendai Frogs have not addressed the situation. The wing spiker seems to be desperate for a response and his fans seem irritated with the lack of acceptance from the trainer. ” Kei read off, raising an eyebrow in my direction. I scoffed at the ridiculous headline then snapped the first aid kit shut as I bit out, “Give me a break. He’s the one who won’t stop tagging me in his stupid apology. I mean, why should I accept his apology twice?”

“Because it’s good publicity and if you don’t accept on social media without a single ounce of sarcasm in it, I think you’ll be finding a new job.” our PR manager answered, entering the room. We twisted at the statement and I snapped, “What are you talking about? I could be fired over this?”

“Not my idea but the Motor Spirits’ manager is pissed that you’re not replying to him publicly so the fans of his team say that you’re being a stuck up bitch.” she replied, crossing her arms over her chest. I groaned and flung myself on the trainer’s bed, whining, “This isn’t fair! I’m the one with the broken nose and he’s the one gaining the sympathy? Ugh! Fine, I’ll tweet him now.”

Yanking out my phone, I opened the Twitter app and constructed a tweet, “Daishou-san, I accept your apology. I’m sorry for taking so long to accept publicly.” I clicked send on the public message and grumbled to myself as Kei chirped, “You think the public will leave your little feud at that?” A simple chime followed his question and I glanced down, surprised to see that Daishou had privately messaged me.

“How about dinner on me? I’d really like to make it up to you.” Kei blinked in surprise at the statement then laughed, “Are you going to accept? It’s been a while since you’ve been on a date. I mean, people already think you guys are a thing.”

“Seriously?! Who asked you anyway? Hmm. I mean, I guess I could go out with him?” I asked, tapping my chin. My best friends continued to laugh as I thought over Daishou’s offer then mumbled, “I guess it can’t get worse than it already is.” Typing a quick response, I hovered over the send message then Kyotani huffed, pushing the button himself. We loom over the phone screen, waiting for his response, then a new chat appears with an address linked and a simple, “Tonight, 9 pm. I’ll see you there.” I tilted my head back then asked, “What am I thinking?”

“You need a boyfriend, that’s what you’re thinking.” Kei supplied, patting me on the back. I came to a stand then stated, “I guess I should go get ready for this date, then.”

“You’re gonna have a great time!” Kanji called out, laughter following me out.

9 pm came surprisingly slow, likely due to my repeated glances at my watch. The ramen shop was actually a ten minute drive from my apartment and I often frequented it during the weekends. I was thankful for the familiarity and lowkey manner of the shop. It would provide some comfort to me.

Bowing briefly at the shop owner, I glanced around and spotted Daishou in the corner. He smiled at my appearance then pulled out the stool across from him. I settled down on the seat and he admitted, “I’m not going to lie, I kind of thought you weren’t going to show up.” I laughed at his statement then replied, “I wasn’t sure if you were going to come. Tsukki definitely wasn’t confident in you showing up.”

“Well, Four Eyes is best buds with Kuroo and that cat hasn’t liked me since middle school. You look beautiful by the way. I really am sorry about breaking your nose and giving you a concussion.” he remarked, scratching the back of his neck. I pressed a gentle finger to the bridge of my nose then stated, “Don’t worry about it. Neither of us could really do anything about this. You’re a persistent asshole, though. Why did you ask me out for dinner?”

He paused at the question and answered, “I thought you were pretty. And I like that you didn’t let me be an asshole. At least, not without a fight.” I laughed, shaking his head, and chirped, “You thought I was hot while I was being a bitch? Are you a masochist or something?”

“More of a sadist, if I’m being honest.” he blurted out, playing with my fingers. My eyes widened at his bluntness then he leaned forward with a remark, “But that can wait until after dinner. What would you like?”

We glanced over the menu and I found myself studying Daishou. His hair was relatively short, barely hanging on his forehead and it looked soft until the ramen shop’s lights. Green eyes flickered back and forth over the options and my gaze continued down to petal pink lips. His tongue flicked out and I’m surprised to see that he has a tongue ring, with fangs in place of normal canines.

“Snake bastard… I thought Kyotani was being a dick, not being serious.” I mumbled, reaching to cup his face. He startled at the sudden touch and his eyebrows furrowed together, asking, “Can I help you with something?”

“Fangs… you have fangs.” I breathed, focused on his mouth. He laughed at the awe in my voice then replied, “I was born with them. I got my tongue pierced right after college on a bet.” He wiggled his tongue afterwards and returned his attention to the menu as the server approached our table.

“Hello! What can I get for you?” I turned with a smile as I gave my order then dropped my hand away from Daishou’s face so he could answer. Once she wrote down our selected meals, she gave a small bow and informed us that our food would soon be out.

“I’m sorry. You must think that I’m a crazy person for grabbing your face like that.” I apologized, burying my face in my hands. He laughed at my embarrassment and tugged my hands down before he chimed, “It’s okay, I thought it was cute. Honestly, a lot of people are turned off by the fangs. Something about how it’ll hurt if I kiss them. So it’s nice to have someone fascinated by them.”

“I really like it actually. It looks really good.” I murmured, a shy smile stretching across my face. He smiled in return then asked, “So how did you end up as the trainer for the Frogs?” I let out a laugh and answered, “I used to go to Aoba Johnson with Kentarou and went to college with Tsuki. When they joined the Frogs, I heard they were hiring an athletic trainer so I put in an app. Now I’m here and stuck with three blond idiots.”

“Hey I’m not an idiot!” a growl interrupted, jerking our attention to the table behind us. Three men sat there with awful disguises and I could feel my fury beginning to bubble.

“What the hell are you three doing here?” I spat, jerking out of my seat. Daishou started at Kyotani, Kanji, and Kei, the two glaring at Kentarou for blowing their cover.

“Idiot! They haven’t even had dinner yet and now they know we’re here!” Kei hissed, slapping his teammate on the shoulder. I slammed my hands on their table then demanded, “Why are you here?! Which one of you morons thought of this bright idea?”

“Group effort?” Kogane supplied, ducking his head to avoid my glare. Our server returned with our food, with concern across her face then Daishou stated, “Could we get our food to go? Please? We had something come up and can’t stay to eat.” Kei turned with a bitter expression then asked, “Do you think that I would let you go on a date with him by yourself?”

“Yes! I’m a grown adult and I figured you would at least trust me enough to watch over myself! Daishou-san, I am so sorry for this! I didn’t think these three would be this dumb. My apartment isn’t too far from here if you’re still wanting to go on this date?” I asked, turning my attention back to the wing spiker.

He gave a grin and answered, “I would love to. I’ve already paid so I’m ready to go when you are.” The trio began to protest as we walked out of the shop and I shot a glare over my shoulder, hissing, “You follow us and I will end you.” They settled back in their chairs and sighed, shaking their heads.

I turned back to Daishou and he wrapped an arm around my waist, murmuring, “I think we make a pretty amazing couple, what do you think?” I leaned into his side and said, “I think you’re right.”

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mimssides · 4 years

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Life on Crow Avenue: Part 1

Roman and Remus are the new owners of the flower shop Flores Encantadas at Crow Avenue. Their business starts of well enough and as time goes they start to get to know the different shop runners on the street. There is the pastel punk tattoo artist Patton, the reserved but sharp bookshop owner Logan and the uncle and nephew duo Janus and Virgil, which run a pet store/rescue.

And as they get closer, they reveal their wounds and scars, bruises and blisters. See those of the others and learn togehter how to heal.

And maybe also how to crash a wedding or how to go viral on diverse social media platforms.

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“You can handle yourself?” Roman asked as he was about to go out through the backdoor of their shop.

Remus huffed for the millionth time and stared at him. They had gone over this last night at length and Remus really did not want to repeat this discussion again. Also, if Roman was not to go soon, he would be late and he did not want his brother to be late for his first theatre group meeting in years.

And so, Remus told him while pulling his beanie further over his forehead: “We both know I can, so just get your ass out of here and go play pretend with your new, silly, potential friends.”

“It’s not play prete-”

“It’s ten to four pm, Príncipe. Go.”

Immediately Roman checked the time on his phone and sprinted cursing through the door with a last: “Bye Rem! Set nothing on fire and take care!”

Remus rolled his eyes and turned back to the arrangement he had been working on before. It was a birthday present for an elderly lady from one of her oldest friends. She asked for tickseed – coreopsis – to be in the arrangement and let him have fun with the rest.

Her request had refreshed him. Normally, people didn’t care for the little flower, growing in the wild and maybe even looked at as weed, but Remus liked them quite a bit.

“Always cheerful”

He imagined the woman he was making the arrangement for. She was turning 67, he had been told. She probably was little, chubby, had bright brown eyes with a glint of curiosity and life in it. A laugher, which resembled the honking of a goose and was authentic and refreshing. She had a little trouble standing up but her voice carried strongly and her hands pointed with intent.

Quietly, with a hum on his lips Remus worked on the little basket and eventually put a blue ribbon and with a few wooden buttons around the basket. The elder lady would come by at half past four to get it and Remus had it ready now.

He looked around in their store. It had been a slow day and right now nobody was inside. Remus scratched his left under arm and clicked his tongue. A good time to put some of the last boxes away, he thought and occupied himself with the task.

They had moved into this shop at the beginning of May and had the opening at the 25th, so a lot of things weren’t really at the place where they were supposed to be. Roman and he had been alone to set up the displays, the register and decorations and while the important stuff all was standing, everything they needed was functioning and at their disposal, some things still needed to be put aside and optimized.

Remus’s eyes hushed over the display box at the west front and immediately felt the urge to pull them aside and rearrange them anew. He inhaled. He didn’t do that but instead picked up one of the empty boxes from under the display in the middle and brought them back into the storage room. As he walked back out, he took the water hose and walked around the room, checking and watering the hanging plants in the corners.

The fairy lights flashed two times and the bell rang. Quick Remus turned to see who had come inside.

“¡Bienvenido! How can I help you?” he asked, while walking towards the entrance and wiping his hands at his apron.

And then he saw them. The shelf with the orchids had blocked his view before but now he could see the curious person, who had come in. They were about his height, broader shoulders, a little gut, bushy, cyan-dyed hair which reached their chin and wore a black Demin waistcoat, with pastel unicorn and rainbow patches on it. Beneath they wore a t-shirt in pastel blue and pink hue, black ripped jeans, and combat boots with neon pink shoelaces. Their arms were covered in tattoos; the one which stuck out most to Remus was the motive of the silhouette of a winged figure falling as feathers came off their wings.

But in the end, they could have worn casual jeans, a blue polo shirt and a grey cardigan draped over their shoulder and Remus would have been enraptured just the same by those gold brown eyes, behind the round glasses, and this big warm smile.

“Hello!” they said cheery and Remus tried to get his grip back and keep his mouth from falling wide open. “I’m Patton. From the tattoo studio next door?”

Remus blinked. Tattoo studio? There was something in his head about this. He knew. He knew, he knew.

“The – the one above the bookstore?” Remus remembered vaguely and watched Patton’s eyes light up.

“Exactly! This one. Ink Hug!” he chuckled and got closer to offer Remus his hand.

Patton’s chin was scrubby. Judging the hair colour, he probably had dark hair if he wouldn’t dye it.

Remus took his hand and shook it firmly.

“A strong handshake,” Patton commented and Remus felt himself relax at once, “I like that in a man.”

They let go and Patton turned to look around in the room. His eyes were filled with curiosity and wonder and Remus started to rock a little on the spot.

“I just wanted to come and introduce myself, since I couldn’t make it to your official opening. You know, welcome you in the neighbourhood,” Patton explained further, apparently unbothered to keep the conversation going on his own.

“That’s kind of you,” Remus commented lamely.

The smile on Patton’s face somehow grew wider as he heard Remus speak and a short chuckle escaped Remus’s lips. He grabbed the collar of his white shirt and fanned himself with some fresh air before he stated, finally recognizing his own voice again: “The bookstore boy and the guy from the pet store have come by at the opening. Logan and – I forgot. It’s something with J?”

“Double right! It’s Janus Jones! Two J’s” Patton grinned and rocked on the tips of his shoes. “Also, I think Logan would not like to be called bookstore boy. He is a grown-up man after all.”

“With a stick up his butt and rage in his eyes. Not many men I’ve met can stare like that at homophobic ladies in their fifties and actually shut them up with just that. So, I’ll keep your warning in mind Patty,” Remus answered and winked.

Apparently, his bluntness had made Patton stumble and he almost expected him to bid him Good Bye and leave, as the fairy lights flashed again and the bell rang. Remus turned and saw Mrs. Torrez. Hastily, he gave Patton a nod and turned to her.

Politely he greeted her and the woman happily chatted with Remus for a few minutes in Spanish. The moment she had entered the store yesterday and was welcomed with a ¡Bienvenido! she had been absolutely smitten by the twins and she had been quick to tell them how nice it was to use her native language once in a while.

Remus didn’t mind her rambling and enthusiasm. It meant she was happy with the service and next to the products they sold that was their strongest suit. Carefully, he led her towards the counter as she talked and showed her the arrangement, unbeknown to him that their neighbour was watching him funnily.

Remus asked Mrs. Torrez if everything was to her liking and the woman almost looked like she wanted to jump up and down on the spot. she told him happily that it was perfect and her friend would love it.

“Glad to hear it. Would you like to have a little instruction card of how to take care of it? It’s not complicated, but it never hurts to have a little reminder of how much watering and sunlight some plants need,” Remus offered her in Spanish.

“That would be wonderful, my boy. You offer such a great service, I’ll make sure to tell it my friends!” she answered enthusiastically and Remus took forth the little card he had prepared.

He had had Roman write it, since his handwriting was a lot neater than his own if he didn’t want to go all out and do full blown calligraphy. Swiftly, Remus handed her the card and then Mrs. Torres payed. Closing the register, Remus asked her if she needed help to carry it outside, to which she agreed and he took the arrangement and carried it outside to her car.

Remus closed the door to the passenger seat and waved Mrs. Torrez a last Good Bye before he walked back inside and found himself again in the presence of Patton the tattoo artist. He was now straight up gaping at him with an impressed smile on his lips and Remus found himself scratching the back of his neck.

“You’ll fit in perfectly,” Patton said quietly.

Remus did not want to ask and just shrugged, hoping that was an appropriate response and was glad that Patton continued in a louder voice: “Lo and me always go to the Jazz place close by every Friday evening. Janus plays then and I wanted to ask you if you and your co-worker would want to come an join us? So, we could get to know the two of you a little better and you’d see what kind of people are working next to you.”

Remus felt his expression jump from a frown, to surprise and then to a short moment of contemplation before it settled on a little uncertainty and answered: “You sure? He didn’t seem to like me that much and I don’t want to ruin your night out.”

“What are you talking about! Lo is always a little cold with strangers, he just needs some time to warm up to you! And I would really like it if you’d come,” Patton replied suddenly fumbling with his hands as he added the last part.

Remus let out a resigned breath, which immediately lost its edge as he grinned and told the man in front of him: “If you say so, Patton Candy. Wouldn’t want to disappoint a sugar cube like you.”

Remus was pretty sure that he saw Patton’s fair complexion flush as he winked accompanying sugar cube comment, and felt immediately a little proud of himself.

“Great!” Patton suddenly blurted and headed towards the door. “Then we’ll meet tonight at half past eight at James’s Jazz Palace in the corner? That good with you?”

“Sure, Poppy,” Remus said with a wide grin.

Patton halted in the door frame and grinned just as wide.

“I’m happy you agreed! Until tonight … ?”

Remus startled.

“Remus! Remus Segura Reyes.”

Patton giggled and pushed some of his vibrant cyan hair out of his face.

“Then until tonight, Remus Segura Reyes,” he said and was gone.

Remus was left there standing for a minute and then shook his head to start and clean the place up. He picked up a few more boxes and brought them in the back, finished watering the plants which needed it and eventually started sweeping the place.

“Gotta sweep this fucking place, ‘till it’s spotless,” he hummed with a little melody as he tried to reach a spot under the middle display.

He kept sweeping for some time and as time passed as at once the fairy lights turned on. He looked up and realized that it was time to close the shop and went outside to change the sign and close the front door. As he turned the key in the lock, he suddenly actually realized that he was humming and froze.

His face fell and his hand clenched around the keys in his hand. He didn’t deserve that. This was not supposed to happen. Not now. Not here.

But there he found himself denying those sentences as Patton’s hopeful look lurked into the back of his mind and told him to ignore those feelings for a little longer and just go and have fun tonight. To grant himself a break.

Remus shook his head and finished cleaning up for the night. He had to go through his wardrobe and put together the perfect outfit for tonight. And while he was at it, he could maybe also choose something for Roman, as he did not want his brother to embarrass him in front of this quirky tattoo artist with the cyan dyed hair.

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I tagged you guys additionaly since you liked my post for the AU^^ if you want me to keep you tagged on this work tell me, otherwise I will leave you alone^^

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#sanders sides #florist/tattoo artist au #intrulogicality #roceit #remus sanders #patton sanders #roman sanders #mim writes #Life on Crow Avenue

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scorpiosanssexy · 4 years

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MATCH-UP!!! you must be tired of me now, buuuuut congrats on ur 100!!!!! you deserve it for being such a ball of sunshine!! lol okay soooo, gemini sun, virgo moon, and Capricorn rising

i will never become fed up with you gigi.

I match you with Suna Rintarou

Star Sign: Aquarius

Gemini Sun: Gemini Suns are well known for being intelligent and are bright and engaging conversationlist. Suna is a man of very few words so he loves hearing you talk about your favourite topic in a passionate manner. Also, he likes the fact that you have an intelligent aura, he definetely thinks that his volleyball team are imbeciles (except Kita, he is a bit scared of him). So usually he will complain to you about the twins stupid antics or Kita’s harsh regimes whilst you insert a witty comment, making him show a rare laugh. Those with sun here, are often very persuasive and can easily win arguments with their words. Suna loves it when you abosolutely roast the living day lights out of the people, especially the twins. He just sports his signature smirk whilst whispering in your ear, “that’s my girl”. Once the deed has been done he will literally grab your waist and saunter off. You too are that couple, no dares to cross you. Finally, Gemini have a natural curiosity and a childlike nature, he loves it when you constantly ask questions about his life. Despite the fact he may have a disinterested look on his face, on the inside his heart is going doki doki because a very pretty girl is actually interested in him. He will answer quite shortly and will definetely be looking at the floor whilst holding your hand, basking in your curious eyes and your undivided attention.

Virgo Moon: People with moon in Virgo are practical, humble and helpful. Suna likes the fact you are self sufficent, he doesn’t need to worry about you doing something stupid as he wants a stress-free relationship. He also loves the fact that you are extremely helpful, for example when he has long practices you make him lunch on those days or sometimes you both go to each others houses and tidy your rooms (with a cheeky cuddle sesh inserted in). You both value Acts of Services, so your relationship is built on these tiny acts you do for one another. Virgo moons can be perfectionist, sometimes you can caught up in finer details. When you get into these ruts, Suna is very blunt and will tell you that there is no need to drive yourself into this need for perfection, he says that he thinks you are perfect just the way you are, (he them proceeds to blush because he said something way too chessy for him and like do that nervous scratch his hair thing, it is cute). Once you are close with a Virgo moon they become the most loyal and dependable friends and partners. Suna feels that whenever he see’s you he feels like he is at home (if that makes sense). He can always depend on you to make him feel better when he has had a rough practice or for you to be cheering in the stands when he does his killer block. He will never ever say this to your face but he loves it when you wear his jersey, like he will once again act like he doesn’t care but in reality this boy is so smug. Atsumu will literally hear Suna brag about you to him just to rile him up. It is beautiful.

Capricorn Rising: The first impression of Capricorn Risings are that they are reserved, determind and refined. Suna has a distaste for loud and chaotic people so when he was paired with you to do a group project he was plesantly susprised to see that you were meticulous and switched on in regards to who did which part of the project. He also loves how classy you look too, when you walked into the room he thinks that no one else can ever look as regal as you, (he will never say that to you face of course because he was quite intimidated by your beauty so much so he started to wear expensive cologne to get your attention). Capricorn Rising are traditonal and reserved people, never one to rock the boat. I have mentionned before Suna is someone who wants a stress free relationship simply due to his slightly aloof and lazy nature, he doesn’t exactly what cause controvery because he cannot be bothered to deal with the consequences. He likes the fact that you go about in a conventional manner because he finds flamboyant people annoying and believes that those who follow the rules should be more praised than those who go against them. Capricorn Rising’s also tend to have deep voices and “wise eyes”. Suna hates the high squeaky voices of the twins fan girls so when he heard you reading out a passage in class one day, he was hypotised by your voice. He had never heard something so commanding yet relaxing too. When you have naps together, you will run your fingers through his hair and tell him things about your day as he falls asleep to the sound of your beautiful voice. Overall this relationship is very modest, it may not be the most romantic but is the little acts of kindness you do for one another that just makes the latter fall even more.

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Gigi I hope this is ok!!!!, also I hope I got Suna’s character right too, you deserve your very own pretty boy. Honestly you guys are the power couple I aspire to be

Enjoy your day

Carla

#100 matchup #haikyuu matchups #suna x reader #suna headcanons #gemini sun #virgo moon #capricorn rising

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razieltwelve · 5 years

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The Drift (RWBY x Final Fantasy x Pacific Rim)

“The Drift is not about competition. It is about communication. It is a union created by the sharing of every thought and emotion. The most common mistakes rookies make is to worry about who is in charge. You need to understand that the Drift not about winning or losing against your copilot. You win or you lose together. You live or you die together.”

Pyrrha soaked in every word. Grand Marshal Lightning Farron was a living legend. During the First War, she had served with incredible distinction as first a pilot and then, after being crippled in battle, as a marshal of one of the most important Arks in the world. Her tactical and strategic acumen had allowed her Jaegers to turn back the Grimm again and again.

She had even climbed back into the conn-pod one last time near the end of the First War. She had saved her Ark but at the cost of a series of severe strokes that had almost killed her. Even bedridden, she had still managed to develop the plan that had ultimately won the First War and closed the dimensional breach.

Lightning had retired shortly after, but the advent of the Second War had called her back into service. There wasn’t a pilot alive who didn’t know who she was, and she was almost universally idolised for her skills not only as a pilot but also as a commanding officer. Pyrrha could not believe her good fortune in being assigned to Lightning’s Ark to complete her training.

“You’ve all done exceedingly well to get to the final phase of the training program. However, this will also be the hardest phase.” The grand marshal’s gaze swept over the cadets. “I will be blunt. The world is not fair. You need a co-pilot to operate a Jaeger. If you can’t find one, then you’re not going to be able to pilot.” Her lips curled. “Believe me, you don’t want to try piloting one on your own. I’ve done it twice, and I’ve flatlined more than a dozen times on the operating table as a result. I do not recommend trying it.”

Nobody laughed because it wasn’t a joke. The tremendous neural load imposed by a Jaeger was all but impossible to manage alone. It had been tried twenty-three times in the past, largely due to injuries suffered in the field. Only seven people had managed to operate their Jaeger alone, and of those seven only two had survived the effort. Lightning was one of them, and her mentor, Amodar, had been the other.

“The purpose of this phase of your training is two-fold. We aim to provide you with far more realistic and intensive simulator training, and we aim to test whether the potential co-pilot pairings we’ve identified have any chance of working in the field. Of the forty people in this room, I would be surprised if more than ten managed to make it through. The best class we’ve ever had managed fourteen graduates.” She turned, the augments supporting her crippled leg whirring softly, and nodded at their head instructor. “Colonel Yun. I’ll the rest to you.”

As the grand marshal left the room, the colonel took over. Oerba Yun Fang was another legend from the First War, and she had been in charge of training cadets for the better part of a decade. If the grand marshal radiated a sort of icy majesty, then the colonel radiated a sort of warm amusement at their trepidation.

“Relax,” Fang said. “The grand marshal’s job is to prepare for the worst-case scenario, which is why she comes across as a bit doom and gloom. My job is to make the best possible cadets out of you.” She grinned. “Now, the fact that you’ve made it here means that you’re all pretty good already. However, the real challenge is going from good to great, and you’ll need to be great to deal with what we’re up against.” She gestured, and a hologram sprang to life beside her. “The Grimm are back, and they’re bigger, stronger, and more numerous than the last time. They’ve learned from their mistakes too, which means we can’t afford to get cocky.”

The cadets all gulped. Pyrrha did her best to remain calm as well. She’d seen what the Grimm could do. A single one of the titanic creatures could easily level a city in a matter hours if left unchallenged. When the Second War had begun, the world had been caught off guard. If not for the ceremonial Jaegers that had been maintained from the First War, they would have been overwhelmed. Now, however, production of new Jaegers using the most advanced technology possible was in full swing.

The last Jaegers to be used in the First War had been the Mark Vs. The Remnant Defence Program now had access to not only Mark VIs and VIIs but also smaller numbers of Mark VIII Jaegers. One of those Mark VIIIs had saved Pyrrha’s homeland only two months ago, downing a pair of Category VI Grimm on the shores of Mistral.

“Rather than waste any time, the very first class you lot will be going to is the Drift compatibility test.” Fang’s lips curled into a toothy smile. “Now, there are several ways to test for Drift compatibility, but I’ve always been a fan of doing things the old-fashioned way.” Pyrrha’s eyes widened. Could the colonel be talking about… “That’s right. Combat. We’re going to hit the gym. You’ll have ten minutes to change once we get there. Do not dawdle. Anyone who’s late can be my sparring partner.”

X X X

As Pyrrha got changed, she chanced a quick look at some of the other cadets. Given their importance, many of the cadets were already well known, with some even being sponsored by national governments or companies. Pyrrha herself was sponsored by the Mistral government, and she couldn’t help but feel nervous at the thought of so many people relying on her and placing their faith in her.

Two of the other cadets were second generation. Ruby Rose and Yang Xiao Long were sisters whose parents had served as pilots in the First War. Summer Rose had been badly injured toward the end of the First War, but she’d managed to survive and was now a commander of her own Ark, albeit not one as large as the one Lightning presided over. Was it weird that they were here instead of there?

Ruby was young too, right on the limit of what the program allowed for cadets. Had this been peacetime, there was no way the program would ever even think of letting a fifteen year old into a conn-pod, but they couldn’t afford to be choosy right now. There were far more Grimm arriving at far shorter intervals. The program - and the world - needed every pilot it could get.

Yang was two years older, and Pyrrha had been lucky enough to face off against her in some of the simulator contests different Arks had run during earlier phases of the training program. Yang might have a somewhat blunt approach to combat, but she had excellent instincts and a brutally effective fighting style that was perfectly suited to the melee combat that was so often involved in battle agains the Grimm.

“Nervous?” Yang asked.

Pyrrha blinked and then realised that Yang was talking to her. She smiled and continued to tug on her clothes as she walked toward the two sisters. “A little, yes. It’s just… a bit surreal to be here. We’re so close to becoming pilots and at this Ark, no less. Being able to serve under the grand marshal would be an incredible honour.”

“It’d be tough too,” Yang said. “This is the busiest Ark in the world. The grand marshal commands more missions each month than some of the smaller Arks do in a year.”

“That’s kind of scary to think about,” Ruby murmured quietly. “I mean… if we screw up...”

“Relax, sis.” Yang smirked. “Mom wouldn’t send us here if she didn’t think we could cut it. Besides, we’ve got one big advantage.” She threw her arm around Ruby. “We’re almost guaranteed to be Drift compatible.”

Pyrrha’s brows furrowed. Yang had a good point. Siblings were almost always Drift compatible to some degree, and research had shown that siblings who were the children of pilots tended to be compatible almost ninety per cent of the time. It was why the children of almost all of the pilots of the First War had found their way into the program. “That is a good point.”

“But what if we’re the ten percent?” Ruby whispered. “What do we do then?”

“Then we’ll manage.” Yang chuckled. “Relax. The reason there are forty of us is because a whole bunch of us are potentially compatible with each other. They’ve got backup plans in case our first choices don’t work out.”

“That’s right,” Pyrrha said. “But we should hurry. I don’t think it would be a good idea to be late.”

X X X

Fang watched the cadets go through some basic stretches and exercises. Having them fight right off the bat would just be begging for injuries. It was better to let them ease into it. Still, she could tell a lot just by watching them. Yang was a chip off the old block. Fang had run a few missions with her parents, and if Yang was as good as they were, she’d be a welcome addition to the Ark. Ruby was a bit harder to read. The girl was clearly talented, but she was so nervous about being younger than everyone that she was making mistakes in even the basic exercises.

The big surprise was the blond teenager. Jaune Arc had made it through each phase of the training program by the skin of his teeth. He wasn’t outstanding in any area, but he had the sort of grit and determination that could translate to success in the field. Just as importantly, he was one of the only people in the world who had a half-decent Drift compatibility estimate with Pyrrha Nikos.

Fang’s lips twitched. Pyrrha was a celebrity in Mistral. As a cadet, she’d set records for the earlier parts of the training program, and she’d topped every class she’d been in. Her simulator performance was outstanding, and she’d been one of the only people in history to approach the marks Lightning had set years ago. Her only problem was a lack of Drift compatible partners.

Oh, the Mistral Arks had done their damnedest to find people, but they’d failed. The preliminary Drift compatibility checks that they’d run in the earlier phases of the training program had turned up failure after failure. Of course, they’d been smart enough to conceal the results from Pyrrha. There was no point in making her nervous.

When the system had flagged Jaune as a potential match only a few weeks ago, the blond had been plucked out of the small Ark he’d been training at and shipped over to this one. Fang had no idea if he’d cut it, but they had to at least try. Pyrrha was too good a candidate to throw away, and if they could get Jaune up to speed, they could have a real success on their hands.

“All right,” Fang said. “I want everybody gathered around the sparring area. We’ll be doing a few bouts. Who knows? Maybe we’ll get lucky and spot some compatibility.” She waited until they’d moved into position and then glanced at her scroll. The candidates had all been ranked in terms of their potential compatibility with each other, so it wasn’t hard to pick out a pair of them to start things off. “Xiao Long and Belladonna. You two are up first.”

Blake Belladonna was a cat Faunus who’d come out of a Menagerie Ark with some excellent scores. Like Pyrrha, however, she hadn’t had a suitable candidate for her co-pilot. Well, that wasn’t strictly true. Adam Taurus had been a possible candidate, but the young man had suffered a severe stroke after sneaking into his Ark’s Jaeger bay and attempting to pilot a Jaeger alone. The doctors were confident he could make a full recovery, but it could take as long as two years, and they needed pilots now.

Yang and Blake squared off in the sparring area, each with a staff in their hands. The blonde would undoubtedly have preferred to fight barehanded, but it was tradition to fight with staffs, at least for the first time. WIth a quick bow, the two began to circle each other.

Yang struck the first blow, but Blake parried it easily before replying with a strike of her own. With a small smile, Yang blocked the attack and went back to circling Blake. Another quick exchange followed, and Yang found herself on the back foot as Blake used her superior speed to press her advantage. However, that advantage was short-lived as Yang seemingly read Blake’s next move and locked their staffs together before hoisting Blake over her hip in a throw.

“Point.” Fang said as Blake got back to her feet with a faint frown. Yang smirked back. “We’ll make it first to three. We don’t want any of you killing each other this early.”

Blake’s eyes narrowed, and the Faunus darted forward. Her staff streaked toward Yang’s side only to divert toward her shoulder at the last moment. Yang twisted away from the strike, and she brought her own staff around at Blake’s ribs. Blake jammed her staff down and then upped the pace, the room filling with the loud clack of staff against staff.

Fang’s brows furrowed. This wasn’t quite what she’d expected. The compatibility index for Blake and Yang was only 0.5, which suggested a reasonable chance for a successful Drift, but it hadn’t even been three minutes and the pair had already fallen into a swift, easy rhythm. Neither they nor the other cadets realised it, but Fang knew what to look for.

They weren’t really fighting anymore. This was closer to a dance, and the frown had faded from Blake’s face to be replaced by a small smile. Yang returned it with a smirk, and Fang called an end to the bout because she’d seen more than enough.

“Okay,” Fang said. “That’s enough.” She chuckled. “See that, kids? That is what compatibility looks like. We’ll have to schedule you two for more intensive testing.” The smile on Yang’s face faded ever so slightly as she took note of the crushed expression that Ruby wore. Fang winced. Even if they were sisters, if Blake was more compatible with Yang than Ruby, then that was probably what Lightning would decide to do. Even small percentages in compatibility could make a big difference in live combat. “Nikos and Arc, you two are up.”

Fang watched as Jaune warily took up a guard position opposite Pyrrha. The boy wasn’t an idiot, for all that his training wasn’t quite up to par with the others. He’d seen Pyrrha going through her exercises, and her skill was obvious. For her part, Pyrrha smiled in a friendly way and readied her staff.

“Same deal, you two. First to three or until I’ve seen enough. Begin.”

Pyrrha breezed forward and launched a strike at Jaune’s head. The boy was a fraction too slow to block it, but Pyrrha pulled the strike before it could connect.

“That’s one,” Fang said. A few of the other cadets laughed, and she shot them a scowl. “Quiet. This isn’t about winning. This is about seeing who is compatible.” She nodded at Jaune. “Arc?”

“Yes, ma'am?”

“Loosen up. You’re not fighting for your life here. Just do what comes naturally.”

Jaune nodded and took the initiative. His staff swung into motion, but Pyrrha easily batted the blow aside. However, he used the momentum of her parry to accelerate his next strike. Pyrrha’s eyes widened ever so briefly, but she was still able to block the attack. The two staffs met, and Jaune lunged forward, trying to lock the weapons together, so he could either disarm the redhead or throw her. Pyrrha was even quicker to react. She let go of her weapon, realising that it would be almost impossible to keep hold of it with the leverage Jaune had managed to get, and instead grabbed hold of Jaune’s.

There was a brief scuffle before the pair broke apart, Pyrrha holding’s Jaune’s weapon and the blond holding hers. Fang raised one eyebrow. That had almost seemed choreographed. However, neither Pyrrha nor Jaune seemed to have noticed how unusual it was. Instead, their eyes were locked onto each other.

Pyrrha attacked, but this time, she held her speed to a level that Jaune could manage. Despite the hail of blows headed his way, Jaune managed to keep afloat, somehow reading just enough of her movements to stay out of harm’s way. Fang’s eyes gleamed. Clever girl. Pyrrha had realised early on that Jaune just wasn’t fast enough to keep up with her, so she’d slowed down just enough to see what would happen.

And Jaune wasn’t disappointing. What he lacked in speed, he made up for in anticipation. As bizarre as it sounded, he was actually able to read a lot of Pyrrha’s moves. It shouldn’t be possible. Even Fang would have taken a little longer to get accustomed to the redhead’s style, but Jaune had already caught on.

From the flush on her cheeks, it was clear that Pyrrha had realised it too. Slowly, she upped the tempo of her attacks, working her way up toward her normal speed. Jaune struggled to keep up, but he was gradually adjusting, reading further and further ahead. A sudden change of direction caught Jaune off guard, and Pyrrha tossed him over her shoulder. However, he managed to grab her leg as he hit the ground, and he ended up dragging her down on top of him.

The pair ended up pressed together with Pyrrha practically sitting on top of him.

“Okay…” Fang laughed. “I should probably stop you two there before you go any further.” The two practically leapt apart as the other cadets laughed. A few even yelled out suggestions. “That is what Drift compatibility looks like. Of course, we’ll have to do more testing, but it’s a great start.” Fang glanced back at her scroll. “Let’s see if we can make it three for three. Rose, you’re up. You too, Valkyrie.”

As Ruby and Nora took their positions in the sparring area, Fang glanced at Jaune and Pyrrha. Before their match, they had not been standing anywhere near each other. Now, however, they were standing side by side.

X X X

Lightning scowled as Fang put her feet up on her desk. “Don’t make me shoot you for insubordination, colonel. I’ve already told you to get your feet off my desk.”

Fang chuckled. “Aren’t you just a ray of sunshine?” she drawled. “Besides, we’re married. You’d feel bad if you shot me.”

“Which is why I would have someone else do it.” Lightning’s lips twitched up into a small smile. “So… how did it go? I would have liked to watch, but I had to meet with representatives from the Schnee Dust Company.” She shook her head in disgust. “We’re facing the apocalypse, and I still have to go looking for extra funding. Do people still not understand that if we lose this, we’re all dead? I might not like Jacques Schnee, but he is a practical man. In exchange for moving Weiss to this Ark, he has agreed to some very generous funding arrangements.”

“Weiss? I didn’t realise she was in the program.”

“She’s not. Her father has been having her privately tutored in Atlas for years. He didn’t want her in the program because then we’d be in charge of her progress. Now, however, he’s got no choice. If he wants her to pilot, he has to go through us.”

“But does she want to pilot?” Fang asked. “Her sister, Winter, was part of the program too, but she dropped out of the pilot side and switched to command.”

“Winter Schnee has proven to be an excellent field commander,” Lightning replied. “I’d poach her as a potential successor and assistant, but James has been most adamant in keeping his hands on her.”

“Damn. She must be good then.” James Ironwood commanded the largest Ark in Atlas. Anyone he considered good enough to serve as his second-in-command had to be brilliant. “But that leaves Weiss in a bit of a pickle, doesn’t it? She and Winter probably would have been compatible.”

“Yes. However, there is at least one candidate in the current group whose psychological profile and other markers suggest possible compatibility.”

“Oh?”

“Ruby,” Lightning said. “Although there is still Yang to consider.”

“Actually, that might not be as a big a problem as you’d think,” Fang said. “How about I fill you in on the details? It was a pretty good session, actually, we had several possible pairings make a good showing including our resident prodigy.”

“Ah, yes, I was hoping Pyrrha would find someone. Was it Jaune?”

“They look damn compatible,” Fang said. “I guess we owe Vanille another vending machine.”

Lightning scowled. Professor Oerba Dia Vanille was one of the most brilliant minds in the program. She was also totally addicted to energy drinks and had made it her personal mission to have a vending machine at every intersection in the facility. “Another vending machine is a small price to pay if we can get Pyrrha and a suitable partner into a Jaeger.”

X X X

Author’s Notes

So… this is a thing. Those of you who’ve read my other fan fiction might recognise elements of The Vestige (a Final FFXIII x Pacific Rim crossover I wrote). This is kind of like that… except it’s set in the future and on Remnant. This was also only supposed to be a really short snippet, but it kind of snowballed.

Oh well.

I do think there’s a lot of potential in this basic premise, so I might come back to this now and then.

You can find me on fanfiction.net, AO3, and Amazon. Please check out my newest story on Amazon. It’s called Monster Whisperer.

#rwby #final fantasy xiii #pacific rim #lightning farron #oerba yun fang #pyrrha nikos #jaune arc #blake belladonna #yang xiao long #arkos #bumblee #fangrai

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btsandvmin · 5 years

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Vmin – Pushing the boundaries

Ok, so I got an ask, but I kind of have been wanting to make a proper post about this, so I decided to go with a mix of both. I might do a longer more proper post and analysis on this later on, but since I also want to answer this ask I will share at least some parts of my thoughts on the subject now. (The best way to look at this would probably we through video, but I don’t have the time for it)

This will basically be about how Vmin seems more open with their affection lately, and how a lot of things have become “Vmin things” and what that actually means. This is a vmin analysis, but remember that it’s just my own interpretation and I have no way of knowing how accurate this is. 😊

The ask: I just saw the video jimin posted where he's sending hearts to Tae and, apart from the fact that he does things like this only with Tae, it made me also realize that lately it seems like he'll catch every opportunity to tweet sweet things to him (how many times has he posted 'i love you' in the past six months already?) I'm wondering what changed, since there was a long period where they wouldn't even post a selfie tgt 🤔 (have you noticed too or am I overthinking it?)

Firstly, the finger heart thing is so cute. They started doing this a lot around 2016-2017, most noticeably at ISAC and after that it has truly become a “Vmin thing”. Which means it’s something people associate with Vmin and see them do a lot and in most cases more with each other than anyone else.

And I agree that it seem like Vmin, and perhaps Jimin in particular with the “I love you” has started to do these things more openly. I think they have always done it, but now they just show it more, so I don’t personally think anything really changed. Though there could be underlying reasons that we don’t know. Personal reasons, like maybe Tae needs more love and encouragement for one reason or the other, or perhaps for PR, we don’t really have any way of knowing if there are more complex reasons behind BTS’s actions.

I know what you mean though, and I have quite a few personal thoughts about this. What I feel is that Vmin constantly push at and try to expand their boundaries, kind of like testing what they can or cannot do. Where do they draw the line of what is ok for two male best friends to do and what isn’t? For example I’ve seen them jump at any chance to hug, in scenarios where it’s ok to do it, like it’s something they don’t want to miss out on. At times it even seems like they go out of their way to do it. But to be fair, both Tae and Jimin are very affectionate with all of their members.

The way I see it is that if they notice that they can get away with something they will simply keep doing it until it’s so normal people barely react anymore. The finger hearts, the I love yous, the hugging, the hand holding and the cuddles are all examples of this. People don’t bat an eye at Vmin doing these things, partly because it’s so engraved into the fandom that everything they do is platonic. Which means, Vmin can do more than most others and still get quite a mild reaction. This is something that has existed for a long time, but now more people are starting to notice.

Sometimes they have done things before, but it just slipped by, and no one really grabbed on to it. A lot of the things vmin do just seem to come natural to them, and they sort of forget where they are.

Sometimes though I have even gotten the feeling that Vmin do things in a provocative way on purpose to get a reaction, but usually that’s one-sided and get blocked by the other person (insert panic gay mode here when one of them aren’t prepared). It could also simply be fanservice. Or perhaps Vmin want people to notice, I have no idea if there is an agenda behind their behavior, but what I do feel is that they do it just as much for their own sake and enjoyment. Even if some of it is fanservice as well.

I think the increase of “I love you” can also be an effect of Vmin understanding how important it is to talk and actually say things out loud to each other. From BV2 where Jimin says “Although you are very close to someone, the other person cannot know unless you talk” and Jimin’s reaction to Tae saying I love you to his Hwarang hyungs I get the feeling that they have become more vocal in general with their love for each other because they understand that sometimes just showing it isn’t enough. Jimin in general is also very vocal and supportive towards all his members. But yes, the amount of times Jimin has said I love you recently has of course made me react.

I think that Vmin, with a lot of the things they do, have held back from doing certain things but has then gradually become more open with showing these things (even though there are of course still plenty of things they won’t do or show).

One good example of this is hand holding. Looking at compilation videos of Vmin holding hands now I think we can all agree that it has become a “Vmin thing”, which means the general fandom just accept it as normal behavior between the two of them now. It’s just another thing they do, and it’s still seen as platonic by most of the fandom, partly because they are so open with it.

I think most of these moments they do it for themselves, as it doesn’t at all come off as fanservice for the sake of the fans. It’s not in your face, they just do it. But it’s not like Vmin has always been this blunt about it and I think it’s a great example of how Vmin realize they don’t have to hold back, because no one really reacts, so they keep doing it. They stop holding back and show it more openly because they notice that they can. Perhaps to the point where they even stop thinking about it themselves.

If we go back I think we have a two good examples in particular of Vmin and hand holding that show this change. The first one is when Taehyung habitually held Jimin’s hand when Jimin was just trying to fix his jacket.

Tae reaches for it naturally, as if on reflex, but then notice the camera and lets go. Holding hands was at this point still not something they knew if it was ok or not to do. (There are of course other early examples of Vmin holding hands, but personally I feel those are mostly either without them noticing, when they are holding other things together or they simply are supposed to hold hands so it’s nothing strange about it.)

Moving on we have the Run episode which to me seems to be the game changer that made Vmin realize that holding hands was okay.

All of the members are supposed to hold hands in the intro, so there should be nothing strange about it, but I can’t help but notice Vmin’s behavior here. I think you should watch the clip and come to your own conclusion, but here is my biased interpretation of this moment.

First Taehyung is doing one of the two things that I feel Vmin (or the other members) usually end up doing in a slightly “romantic or shippy” situation, he plays it up. Draws attention to them holding hands, and in this case almost makes it into a joke.

Another recent example of this is Jimin’s “Your breath stinks” in Namjoon’s vlive, where he deflects attention from the actual intimate moment and interrupts it with a crude joke. It’s an excuse Jimin has used before when he gets flustered, both with Tae and Hobi.

You can even see Jimin unable to keep from start smiling after acting upset. Again, I suggest watching the clip on you own. After Jimin holds his hand up towards his face, an natural reaction when you feel embarrassed or flustered to hide your face. Then he eventually also turns around completely.

But back to the hand holding in the Run episode.

What I find interesting here is that Tae is looking to the side, possibly at a staff member/manager with an almost defiant look. As if he knows he’s doing something he probably shouldn’t but there is nothing that can be done about it in front of the crew without drawing unwanted attention.

I wouldn’t think much of this if it wasn’t for Jimin. Because he is looking at the same place, which makes me think there is a person there who keeps track of them so to speak. Jimin does the other thing here that Vmin usually do in these scenarios, which is similar to what Tae did in the first hand holding example I gave. Which is trying to keep a straight face and not draw attention to what they are doing, act like it’s no big deal. Because why would it be a big deal? The fact that they do this so differently here is quite fascinating to me, if we compare it to lets say Hobi and JK holding hands in BV1 when they both just have fun with it. It could just be mood or something else, but again, this is my biased view of it. Jimin also looks like he is trying to hold back a smile, and this is another common thing that Jimin in particular does that I have noticed a lot in his interactions with Taehyung. (He also tends to hide his face when he can.)

Later in the same episode Jimin holds Taehyung’s hand again, but this time for comfort, and I think this time he does it instinctively because he is actually too scared and nervous to keep his emotions in check. The fact that he curls Tae’s fingers around his own looking absentminded tells me this is at the very least not fan service, it’s because Jimin needs it. Then if it’s based in a platonic or romantic bond is another thing, but Jimin specifically asked for Tae to sit next to him.

Then after the fandom watched this episode, people found it cute, but no one really reacted that much to it. I personally think they saw that as an ok sign to keep doing it. That they don’t have to hold back that part of them as much anymore, so they are more open with it now even though they have likely always done it. The fact that people see it as completely platonic, and that it could also be played off as a joke or as for comfort made it easier to dismiss. The same goes for BV3, where the hand holding can be seen as a way of comforting due to Taehyung’s situation. But remember that Jimin almost seemed to be the one that needed it the most, like he couldn’t wait or hold back.

Jimin is also basically whispering to Tae in this moment, so he is at the very least subconsciously trying to not draw attention to it.

The thing is that now people are so used to seeing it that no one really reacts anymore. It has become “A vmin thing”, it’s just something they do and it can easily be dismissed as just another part of their lovely friendship. And maybe it is, I can’t possibly know for sure. But at least it looks like they have stopped to hide a lot of things that they have always done, and that we have seen glimpses of, but that have now become the norm for them to show outwards as well.

We know all of BTS are careful of shipping moments, as we can see edits for all ships and moments where they wonder if things are ok or not to show. I think another good example is the punishment of kissing on the cheek. I think all members are clearly overreacting because they are supposed to find it disgusting, but let’s talk about vmin. Jimin’s acting here is one of the fakest things I’ve ever seen.

Tae just looks happy, but Jimin’s overreaction is hilarious. Especially since we know this is something they can do of their own free will.

I don’t know if it’s just the shipping that makes them hold back, or if it’s because there is something real between Jimin and Taehyung. But it does seem like they keep doing the things they want to do when they notice that they can. Which is why their affections seems to be shown more and more in public. There is also the fact that BTS has gained popularity and is more in the spot light, so maybe these moments were frequent before as well, but there are more moments captured in general now. (This of course doesn’t apply to the things they upload themselves on twitter or fan café).

There are are so many small moments for Vmin where they or the members try to defuse moment that might be seen as too romantic/shippy, but a lot of them really go unnoticed. I still think the snow globe in BV2 is a great example. Look at the clip yourself. You might see something else, but to me it looks like Jimin makes it seem like it’s no big deal while hiding the snow globe after properly seeing what’s in it, notice how he checks first before he picks it up, meanwhile the other members deflect. As he realizes there is a couple in it, he puts it back, he doesn’t show it off to the camera.

And that is just one out of many many time Vmin has given me reason to look closer. Here’s another example of Jimin subtly looking to the side after realizing that he might have showed too much.

Jimin has a certain smile when he tries to act casual but fails… I really should have the original videos for all of these examples. But sadly it will have to do with pictures and gifs.

And here is another example of Jimin trying to hold back his smile and keep his emotions in check, an example where he fails miserably. (I am so sad I couldn’t find a gif for this one, it’s a really interesting moment.)

So, what I think is that Vmin still holds back a lot of things, and they still feel awkward with showing everything openly, and probably still aren’t completely used to not showing things. But they have noticed that some things are ok to do. And because they like doing these things and it seems like it is ok for them to do them publicly now, they keep doing it. Simple.

But again, this is my way of seeing it, and there could be a million small reasons for why this change has happened. They are real people after all, and that makes everything complex and hard to understand completely.

I think we can expect more and more of these things from them up ahead. If they realize that they manage to push the boundaries too far they might back off. Unless they are doing it actively for other purposes as well, but that is beyond what I can speculate about properly at the moment.

Thank you so much for the ask. I’m so glad I finally got to talk a little about these things.

Just remember that this is just one Vmin shipper’s personal view and that I could have read it all wrong. I hope you all enjoyed this Vmin analysis. Let’s keep on shipping Vmin as much as they ship themselves. Please like, reblog and reply. I would love to hear your own opinions. <3

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Beautician!Kenshin Headcanons

ALRIGHT SO I’M LATE, BUT HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY #1 LORD AND LOVER, KENSHIN UESUGI! Here, have some personal headcanons I have for Beautician!Kenshin because I couldn’t stop thinking about him. -Admin Yukari

Being well-versed with a sword, it wasn’t strange to see Kenshin wield a pair of scissors and be extremely talented with it.

While Kenshin was good with scissors in beauty school, he had to really work hard to keep up with the other necessary beauty skills, such as dyeing hair, washing hair, and practicing quality customer service. Sometimes his instructors would tell him to work on smiling more instead of frowning.

He used to practice on Sasuke, Yukimura, and Shingen but that all ended when all three of them were too scared to be near him and a sharp pair of scissors.

Shingen complains that Kenshin isn’t gentle when he washes his hair and makes a point that customers can complain about getting headaches. Kenshin scoffs and calls it nonsense since Shingen’s scalp needs the harsh wash to get rid of his dandruff flakes.

Once, Kenshin tried buzzing off Yukimura’s hair with a razor, and it did not end as well as he thought it would. Yukimura was left with a few uneven spots in his hair and he was mortified to go out afterward. After this, Yukimura told Kenshin to work on his skills before using him as a sacrifice again in the future.

When Sasuke, with hesitation, decided to offer himself up to Kenshin to trim his bangs, it ended with Sasuke screaming in horror as he saw the straight blunt bangs across his forehead after Kenshin chopped it all off. It wasn’t until Kenshin stylized it in its usual manner did Sasuke sigh in relief and felt his heart return to its normal beat.

Kenshin is not fond of dyeing hair or bleaching it. He’s not a big fan of the lengthy process or the smell. He always says that it “takes up too much time” and doesn’t like how it gives his clients dead hair a few weeks later.

If they were brave enough, some of Kenshin’s classmates would ask him if he bleached and styled his own hair because of its unique style, but he would quickly tell them no and that it was “all natural,” much to their disbelief.

After graduating from beauty school and getting his license, Kenshin started off by joining a well-known hair salon in Echigo. It was the perfect opportunity to hone his skills and develop them even more.

Right after he had his own booth, the owner of the salon started to notice the increase in clientele and couldn’t help but wonder if it was because of Kenshin’s skills or just himself in general.

While most of his coworkers refuse to cut hair for young children because of their fidgety habits in the salon chair, Kenshin doesn’t mind. He usually gets them to stay still and quickly works his scissors through their hair, all while telling them to remain still if they didn’t want him to accidentally cut them.

Even though women (and sometimes men) come flocking over to the hair salon and demand to have an appointment with Kenshin, he’s usually booked several months ahead. People usually have to wait 4-5 months for his next opening because Kenshin doesn’t like to pack his schedule too tightly.

Once Kenshin was informed that the hair salon would extend into other beauty services, he decided to quit and open up his own hair salon. Doing makeovers and nails was out of the question for him and he didn’t enjoy it as much as he did with hair.

After opening up his own hair salon, Kenshin decided to establish his own rules. Sake Saturdays would be a thing among his employees, and he would happily accept sake and pickled plums as payment from his clients.

Surprisingly, Kenshin gets also booked to do hair updos for weddings or special events. He’s willing to travel to his clients if they promise him a quality brand of sake too.

Kenshin always participates in hair donations for organizations that use hair to create wigs for cancer patients. He believes in good causes and likes to make his hair salon known for donating the most qualified hair. It’s good publicity!

Has a poor habit of talking with scissors and pointing at things with them. If things get heated in the salon, you better pray that Kenshin isn’t snapping his scissors at you as his voice darkens and he speaks faster than usual.

Kenshin doesn’t listen to the music his hair salon plays. Instead, he carries his own black earbuds and smartphone to block out the salon’s pop music. He prefers instrumental music or even alternative rock.

One time Yoshimoto came in after hearing about Kenshin’s success with his new salon and he “accidentally” changed the music playing in the hair salon to extremely loud screamo music. It wasn’t long before Kenshin chased him out of the hair salon with his scissors and banned Yoshimoto from ever returning.

Even though he was taught to interact with his customers in beauty school, Kenshin is not much of a talker when he works on his client’s hair. He prefers to just listen to his music in silence, only speaking when he instructs his clients to follow him to the sink to wash their hair or to look at a certain angle while he cuts their hair.

Despite this, Kenshin’s charisma always draws his customers to come back to him. It’s hard to resist him and his prices for his services too.

Kenshin cuts his own hair when it gets a little longer. He doesn’t trust anyone else to do it.

Keeps his hair salon clean and sparkling every day. Kenshin can’t stand seeing a piece of hair on the floor if it hasn’t been swept and he doesn’t like seeing empty bottles of hairspray on the counters either. Proper sanitation is a must.

Kenshin’s salon eventually becomes the #1 go-to place for hair in Echigo, and he’s quite proud of his hard work. It’s a victory worth showing off! To celebrate, he eventually comes out with his own professional line of hair products and it hits off well among his clients and Echigo.

Kenshin avidly avoids gossip and drama and refrains from participating in it. He wants his employees to keep it professional, but that all changes when a certain client keeps coming back to his hair salon and Kenshin develops the desire to get to know her better. His employees tease him about it and ask “What happened to the “zero tolerance policy” for gossip?”

Eventually ends up hiring MC to be his social media and marketing promoter for his hair salon. All of Kenshin’s works of art for hair can be found on his Instagram and other social media websites thanks to MC’s meticulous work.

His budding romance with MC starts when she allows him to use her hair to create more pretty updos and to test new methods. It isn’t long before Kenshin becomes quite comfortable with MC and loves the feel of her hair. He’s sure he won’t find anyone as open and accepting as her when it comes to being his test subject.

Once Kenshin and MC planned to get married, he asked her if she would allow him to stylize her hair for the wedding, and she agreed! It wasn’t every day that she had the chance to let Kenshin play with her hair.

If Kenshin had children, they would be set for life when it comes to hair. He would be their one and only hairstylist. He can’t stand the thought of them seeing anyone else. Yandere much?

#ikemen sengoku #ikesen #kenshin uesugi #headcanons #the goddess declares #admin yukari's work #happy birthday kenshin!

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I want my funeral to be in a room made of 7 meters of reinforced concrete with heavy duty doors, and take place at 8:59 pm, I also want it to be closed casket for the entirety of the funeral until the very end where a bunch of people throw it open to reveal I'm not in there and then the space jam theme starts playing and confetti starts flying everywhere, my body drops from the rafters, a rope around my neck that connects me to the ceiling fan, then either the rope breaks or the ceiling fan and my body hits the floor with a loud thwump, kids cry and parents gasp, but little do they know that I will have a sign hung around my neck saying that I had also planned to use my body as a pinata, so it had already been filled with so much candy, but this will be a lie and it will be filled with so many kernels of corn, I will have the encased in a custom made machine that will detect and part of my skin breaking from any blunt force trauma and it will activate microwaves inside my body, popping all the popcorn and soon, the popcorn will build up enough to start protruding from my skin, it will seem as if I had begun a sped up form of decomposition, where my dead body had already started bloating, but then **POP** THE POPCORN WILL HAVE FINALLY BROKEN OUT OF MY BODY AND WILL BEGIN SPEWING OUT ONTO THE HORRIFIED AND TRAUMATIZED ONLOOKERS! They will try to leave only to find that the doors have been locked from the outside and none of them can leave! the 7 meters of reinforced concrete will be sure to block any cell service, effectively trapping them in a reinforced concrete room with a dead body that has popcorn spewing out of it with no real way to call for help, and since the doors are heavy-duty, they cannot just break them down with a chair, the 7 meters of concrete will also block the screaming, and since at this point, it will be well past 9 pm which any self respecting worker would be home by, they will be completely alone in the building until someone comes in the next day to clean up the mess, leaving them trapped in a room with a dead body spewing popcorn through every orifice for approximately 7 hours. Now you may be wondering "what will they eat? or drink? 7 hours is a long time to go without either" well luckily for them, there will be nutrient packets and granola bars hidden inside my dead body, so they will have to rummage through my dead body to find them, but in case this isn't enough for them all, I will have food stashed under the floorboards that would be enough to accommodate every person in that room, the catch? it's all laced with LSD so they will trippin balls for the rest of the time they are there, now for water, I will have several conveniently obvious water pipes with conveniently damaged plumbing so that if hit by something, the pipe will burst, now it will be completely safe and healthy water but by the time they would have discovered it, they will have grown to mistrust me and believe it to be trapped, and if they have already consumed the LSD laced food by this point, well then it will be a jolly good time for them, all this will be happening while on the loudspeakers above them, everywhere at the end of time will be playing, which *conveniently* (an actual convenience this time) lasts for approximately 7 hours.

all this will be recorded and submitted to reddit by my lawyer.

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Epilogue

Vale Halleck sat at her desk, and glanced out her wide window to see a city skyline of cranes, hover constructors, drones, and workers busying themselves. In the far distance, a dim glow reminded her that she was on the same hemisphere as the Imperial Palace.

She opened a side drawer and looked at a slug pistol she kept loaded, until sliding it shut again; she hoped it would not be necessary.

Before her, a tidy leather-bound book rested. She ran a finger over its spine, then glanced at a framed photograph of her and a military man.

The door to her office, framed by artificial plants, buzzed repeatedly.

“Enter” she said, gulping slightly.

Shadowed somewhat by the bright hall lighting which backlit the figures robe, a menacing presence stood. It clanked and hissed as pistons moved and machinery churned beneath its simple dull red robes, its only feature visible in the light the two dull orange lids of a biomechanical gasmasked face.

The figure stepped forward into the neutral light of Arch-Medicae Halleck’s office, and the door gently slid shut.

Halleck gestured, and with a holo display enabled blinds for her window, blocking out the evening lights of the rebuilding Imperial superstructure of Terra.

“Why have I been summoned.” The tech-magos intoned, clearly impatient despite her dispassionate mechanical voice.

“I’d like your assistance with a project I’m conducting, Magos Augustine.” Halleck began, carefully laying out her thoughts.

“This is beneath my talents. Other projects demand my attention.”

“I’m certain your lords in Malcador’s personal organization can wait.”

The magos immediately drew a pistol, and fired it without hesitation at Medicae Halleck- only for the shot to impact a wall.

Halleck considered the reaction from her office, watching the magos through a holo window.

“I’ll cut to the heart of things, Magos Augustine, or do you prefer Adept Klicke? I’m summoning you here to get your testimony regarding a captain you briefly worked alongside of during the Horus Heresy, Jan Harlock.”

The magos froze, her pistol grip shaking, ultimately a mechadendrite reaching out, retrieving the weapon, and holstering it as she dropped her arm.

“What?” The mechanical voice asked.

“I started information gathering when I recieved word my lover had died on Centauri Prime. General Storm, you likely wouldnt have known him well. He had taken an interest in your army captain during the great crusade, and we had a file prepared that would have released him from Imperial service. But..”

Halleck sighed, and tossed her arms up gently. “Horus happened. So much for that.”

The Magos listened, saying nothing.

“I was curious about what happened to him, especially after i learned he was there when Storm died. I’ve been doing some digging ever since. Until last week, two days after the second anniversary of his death on Hesperax, I got my hands on this.”

Halleck tapped the bound book on her desk.

“I recovered it from the army’s property claimage system- it seems Harlock didnt have any next of kin to pick up his belongings. Almost all of it was put up as army surplus, destroyed, or handed off to new troops, but they had nothing to do with his personal writings, which he kept seperate from his own mission logs.”

Making a tent with her fingers, Halleck looked at the Magos. “Lets finish this charade before we go on. The door to my office is to the left, its time you left my waiting room.”

The door opened, and the magos walked through it, remaining silent.

“Good, now were face to face.” Halleck said, watching the reactions of the tech priestess.

“How do you know who I am?” the adept asked. “Do you really think your the only one with connections? Where do you think people go after they get cut up by traitor marine remnants they were hunting on Terra, over a year after it was declared traitor-free? There are only so many ‘construction accident’ excuses one can make until they need a good doctor to come in and care for the entire situation.”

The magos folded her arms.

“Your compromising my cover for a dead man.”

Vale couldnt help but be surprised. “I knew you martians had metal hearts, but you’re impressively blunt. Is that a defense mechanism? Or did you fall into his arms by accident one night? These writings outline your relationship clearly.”

The magos recoiled slightly, her stance changing. “And just what gives you the write to read them? You weren’t there. What the hell do you know?!”

Halleck nodded. “I see. I’m in mourning too, you know. Its only been two years now, since the apocalypse. Thats what I like to call it. What other word suffices?”

The magos snapped: “I’m not in mourning- I’m-”

“Listen. I’ll answer your question. The reason I read these documents is because no one else will. I don’t know why Harlock wrote all he did. Maybe he felt good to have a release, or a tell-all. But as far as war memoirs go this is surprisingly frank and honest. Usually I read about super-men thwarted only by circumstance. This reading is hard, honest, and carefully considered.”

The magos paused for a time. It was clear she was looking at the book, considering her options.

“What will you do with it?”

Halleck ran her fingers over the book. “In my opinion this should be preserved in any museum of the crusades, and the ones that we’llmake for the Heresy as well. But- there are many accounts already. And I don’t think the colourful words here really fit that. Your old captain had a knack for making his diaries quite readable for a common man.”

The Magos walked up and gently picked up the book, flipping through entries.

“There is a lot here.”

Halleck slowly drew a lho stick and lit it, leaning on her desk with a sigh.

“Well, you aren’t wrong about that. Its not just his words too. Theres a copy of my notes and investigations as well. As much data on that regiment of his that I could. Records from remembrancers of the crusades, sketches of him, recordings of bawdy drinking songs, the works. I’ve had a bit of free time- and I think you and I both know how dangerous that can be.”

Halleck exhalled a stream of smoke, gently sucked up by soundless environment fans above her.

“But, I’m a poor writer, and I dont want to hand this off to some hack fraud war propagandist to turn this into some Imperial Army adventure piece. I’ve considered it. I’d like you to edit and revise that mess of journals and notes into something readable- from the perspective of someone who was actually there. Who could make the hard calls on what is or is not cut. Excise yourself if you must meddle with them- I’ve considered that too. Or burn them, if you really don’t care about him, or your memories there.”

Halleck turned, her jaw taut.

“But you do, don’t you. You can’t just drop this into a furnace and forget about it all. I couldnt. Not after what I read.”

The magos remained silent, flipping through pages.

Halleck stared at her, then slumped back in her chair, staring at the blinded window and enjoying her lho stick.

“...Very well. This can be done.” The magos said, in her unnatural mechanical voice.

Halleck exhaled.

“Good. It’s all there, and on a data disk near the back as well. I can help get it to publishers when your done. I cant promise you it will be the widest release- given the saturation in the market of books just like that... but maybe he’ll live on as more than some anonymous grave in a centauri state graveyard.”

The magos nodded, folded the book into her robes, and made to leave.

“One more thing.” Halleck said, finishing her lho stick.

“August 3rd, two years ago. Port Vangelis. Why didn’t you show? Near as I could tell you were alive and able. And dont give me some line about the Inquisition.”

The magos stopped as she stood upon the threshold to the exit.

“Colonel Harlock died on Centauri Prime. The heresy took what little fragments that were left of that noble man and ground them into a fine paste, like so many others. Do you think I could have redeemed the war for him? Do you think that there was anything any of us could have done? Behind the deeds, he was the most wounded human I have ever met. Do you want the truth? I didn’t go, because I was scared. Scared of becoming like him. Scared to see the face of 800 years of war. I’m not some galactic hero, Vale. Neither was he. He was just a man, a soldier, who earned his survival by paying the price no one dared: his soul.”

The magos turned, her hood glowing from the light emanating from the magos’ mask.

“Even machines have souls, Halleck. To peer into the absence of one, is to peer into chaos. You think Harlock survived the Horus Heresy? Wrong. He fought it every single day. Until at last, mercifully, he didn't have to any more.”

With that, the Magos crossed the thresh-hold, exited the room, and left.

CHAPTER 1: HARLOCK, THE AUXILIARY

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[The End]

#post #epilogue #Shows over folks

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Over the years, the 27-year-old actor and singer. Songwriter has more or less done long bob's signature style-but occasionally. He breaks extensions for special occasions. Selena Gomez black hair Case in point: Gomez recently flaunted a stunning waist-length look at a celebratory dinner for her friend, actor Charm La'donna. Over the summer, Gomez kept a long length past her shoulders a bit and gave us Rachel Green with feelings from friends. Selena Gomez hair bun But now, the actress and singer's hair barely grazes her chin, the shortest we've ever seen. 'Gram shares her first glimpse of her new bob,' Gomez styled with the middle part and fluffy, wavy texture, which is shaping up to be one of the biggest hair trends for the upcoming Fall Season. The singer's mermaid hair moment. Selena Gomez red hair I can't get enough" was captured on Instagram Stories by another friend, Raquelle Stevens, who took a shot with Gomez making a kissed face and showing off her new long strands in the soirée. But don't mourn her long locks just yet-the new hair is just a wig. Selena Gomez hair loss The reason Pam Anderson turned her hair into a fairy? He told Ellen DeGeneres that he stole her look. try this technique to reshape your nose using makeup-you don't need surgery.

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It’s Still (Pixelated) Hot Dog Legs Season

Fall should officially be in full swing by now, yet here in NYC (and many other parts of the US), it still feels like summer. Which I’m not thrilled about, though at the very least, I don’t feel so bad for sharing the above (by Robert Penney) so late into September.

On that note, time for a way overdue game culture round up! It’s been a while, and a LOT been going on. And not to be a downer, but the chaotic weather has been in the news, obviously.

Here’s a pic from Gamer Geek Nation on Facebook, who shared the aftermath of the Hurricane Harvey, along with: “… This is a time when we collectors need to remind ourselves that ultimately, this is just stuff, and our lives are more important. And make sure your collection is insured properly.”

Elsewhere in the world, the Tokyo Game Show just wrapped up, and not to repeat the obvious, but yes… the biggest, most exciting news was the Sonic X Hooters collab…

Though the one between Hello Kitty and Game Center CX is far, far better (photo courtesy of Kotaku)…

You also have this comically large Rockman doll, which apparently was available on Amazon but is now out of stock…

Though I mostly wished I had been there to pick up some primo looking attire, like this Mega Drive track jacket that miki800 gave the heads up on before show time (there was also a Dreamcast hoodie that I personally don’t think looks as nice, hence why I’m skipping it)…

I also really like this Pac-Man shirt…

This Galaga shirt as well…

Also taking place in Japan was an exhibition held by the JARGA (Japan Retro Game Association); miki800 was there and captured some interesting bits of hardware, with the highlight being (IMHO) this Mega Drive clone that resembles a perfect mix of the model 1 MD and the original Wondermega…

There’s no preview of the music yet, though may as well share the recently unveiled cover to the third (and final) installment of 8 BIT MUSIC POWER…

Meanwhile, according to Original Sound Version, Mitch Murder has released yet another soundtrack to another game that never existed. In this it didn’t come out for the Mega CD and doesn’t involve mecha…

Remember that Jet Set Radio figure I showed a while ago? Well, it's finally available for pre-order! Alas, it's not cheap, at least over at Big Bad Toy Store...

BTW, videogamesdensetsu shares with us what Beat looks like, sans-cel shading…

Sticking with VCD for a tad bit; here’s what Pulseman looked originally looked like, and he sure was cute!

Whereas NiGHTS looked goofier… as well as more menacing….

Am confident most people will not give a rat’s ass about seeing hand drawn Virtua Racing track designs, but as a massive fan of the series, oh man, oh man, oh man...

Two never before seen Saturn prototypes that must be: “[taken] with a grain of salt!”

Apparently Looney Tunes X The Matrix was actually a thing? Somehow this does not surprise me…

The work of Hideaki Kodama was recently highlighted, which was also recently auctioned; I wonder how much this painting of various PC Engine hardware went for?

Yet another Kickstarter mention? Yup. And this one is Jed Henry's third crowdfunding campaign: this particular variant of the Ukiyo-e Heroes concentrates on boss battles, with perhaps my fave piece being his depiction from The Breath of the Wild...

Am particularly fond of this image from the Street Fighter 25th Anniversary art book that grease-howard spotted, of old Chun Li chumming it up with her younger self...

Any and all BoJack Horseman fans out there may want to pick up this piece by Jude Buffum...

legendofnes reminds of that time Batman visited New Donk City…

It's just a bunch of cyber kids, all just hanging around, by sanigo...

Speaking of the gang, here we have the kids from Persona 5, by @aranciart…

Apparently, if Jedah (from Darkstalkers) ran a juice stand, it wouldn’t be the best, according to dreaminerryday…

The individual who runs SPLENDID LAND describes SLN-003 Gacha Man as a: "vendor robot who dispenses toys. even he doesn’t know what’s inside the capsules, so he always gets excited to find out"...

Meanwhile, here’s official artwork of Mario and Peach, courtesy of the thevideogameartarchive’s catalogue of the Mario Golf N64 manual; am pretty sure I’ve seen images of Mario looking distressed, though never to this degree…

The above is something Super Mario Broth would normally deliver, and speaking of, may as well share some recent faves on that end! Like these photos from a promotional campaign with a Japanese sports drink when promoting Mario Sports Superstars…

Instructions found on the arcade cabinet for Vs. Super Mario Bros (which I remember so distinctly, and fondly)…

From some Japanese video guide for the same game (am assuming the home Famicom version this time)…

A greeting card (am assuming a Valentine’s)...

Mario without his hat, as he appears in a Game Boy controller test cart that Nintendo service reps used to calibrate buttons on a the handheld…

And he we have a shortcut in SMB3 that I had no idea existed, and it’s a safe bet that most don’t either: “In Super Mario Bros. 3, the rock between the path to the first fortress in World 4 and the Spade Panel can be destroyed with a Hammer item, allowing the player to bypass the fortress. There is no obvious indication that this rock is destructible, as it is surrounded by decorative rocks. In fact, many guides for Super Mario Bros. 3 do not mention this shortcut.”

As for Super Mario Broth’s counterpart, Sonic the Hedgeblog has seen plenty of action as well… largely pinpointing all the obscure references found in Sonic Mania, So head over for that if that sounds like fun to you! Otherwise, there’s also the Mario Bros having a Sonic Panic…

A reminder of how Sonic looked at one point as he was being prepped for the Dreamcast; it would appear that at a certain point, in Sonic Adventure, he was going to look a lot more realistic…

And this issue with EGM featuring a sneak preview of Sonic 2 is the very first video game magazine that I ever picked up!

Meanwhile, oldgamemags recently posted a page from an issue of GamePro, circa 2000, on a peripheral that allowed the Game Boy to play mp3s. Am sharing it cuz I really want a GB-looking mp3 player…

So someone on Twitter (who has since protected his account, so I’ll have to refer to nintendolife they snagged the pic before it was locked down) cracked open a electrocardiogram measurement instrument and found... a GBA? It’s theorized: “perhaps earlier revisions of the unit had different screens, and once the supply chain dried up MiE was forced to source the next best thing?”

vice-s-assistant sez: "OK Guys, I’m ready to hack."

According to bunney: "i was working at a convention arcade this weekend and some guy cosplaying ryu was playing street fighter with a blunt in his mouth"...

Can anyone tell what's being played here? At the very least, it's a nice shot (via rekall)...

Much like Arcade Crusade, I have no idea what’s going on, and I agree that whatever it is, it looks intense...

If you’ve ever wanted an artist’s rendering of the Raspberry Pi, then look no further than the work of retronator…

rasec-wizzlbang states: “those square cross sections of the human skin layers you always see in biology books but as like, a minecraft block”…

Courtesy of Arcade Crusade once again comes a very tender moment…

Is it just me or does this promo image for Food Fight sure does look like a Norman Rockwell painting? As seen on thedoteaters...

Here we have a flyer for a really old SNK arcade game (we’re talking really old; almost a decade before the Neo Geo was a thing) that looks like it was made with today’s sensibilities, doesn’t it?

Also via obscurevideogames is a moment of pathos from Hacchake Ayayo-san 4 - Sexy Olympics - Ayayo’s Live Affection. It’s… pretty obscure alright…

Yup, that's Hieronymus Bosch-styled Tetris all right (via freeindiega.me)...

crashcarnival presents: "true facts of the Ice Age"...

Hey, it’s the Ninja Turtles playing Pong (via rewind01)…

Behold, Fighters Megamix version 2017 (via lonelyfrontier)…

Yup, that is definitely a Chu Chu Rocket skirt (via radicalhelmet)...

For those who have ever wondered what their Sonic character’s political leanings are, in relation to the rest of the crew (and can’t be bothered to sift through DeviantArt; via erratticusfinch)…

Face to face (via futureisfailed)…

It’s been out for a while, though it’s not too late to pick up this Xenogears tribute zine, right?

Just a friendly reminder of how bat-sh*t insane Sin & Punishment is (via n64thstreet)...

Zimmerit.moe has everything you need to know about a game by Square involving mecha that you’ve probably never heard of. And no, am not talking about Thexder; it’s even more obscure than that (am talking about Cruise Chaser Blassty BTW/FYI)...

Meanwhile, Michael “Kayin” O’Reilly discusses the “Barrel Distortion” look that emulators use to recreate the look of playing something on a CRT display and why it’s total crap…

And… that’s it! You’ve made it to the end! Enjoy a cool, refreshing drink with Pac-Man (on the behalf of arcade-crusade)...

Don’t forget: Attract Mode is now on Medium! There you can subscribe to keep up to date, as well as enjoy some “best of” content you might have missed the first time around, plus be spared of the technical issues that’s starting to overtake Tumblr.

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AnimeOnStage & Buying services experience

Hello Tumblr,

I’m back. (kinda not really) I’ve taken a hiatus from this place and have found respite on other social medias. I still love my musical boys to death but life has caught up with me and has had me plenty busy. I still log in once in a while but you can definitey find me at other SMS where I’m much more active.

but I’m here to touch base on a subject that I’ve had some people DM me about since I guess my ASK box isn’t working? (Welp then)

I didn’t feel the need to make this post only because I feel so much of us have already have our ways to get our grabby little hands on all our favorite butai merch but to those who are new to the game and are looking at the right places to buy, tumblr and other butai blogs have long extensive lists and more detailed posts on how to procure your merchandise, as well as how to access DMM or even how to be a member on Toumyu’s website.

I’ll be blunt, I have a JP address and a card that allows me to gain access to all that.

How to get your own JP Address? Tenso. it does require you to do some verification but its really simple and easy from there. they will even provide you a phone number to use to gain access to all the other stuff They offer ems, dhl and regular shippping. Their basically a forwarding service, you buy the items yourself and you get it shipped to your tenso address and the warehouse guy wil contact you to let you know your stuff is in and forward it to your US/UK/overseas address.

Downside to tenso: Again you need to procure the items yourself, meaning you bid on your own and etc.

FromJapan: Good place to shop. They will source all items from rakuten, amazonjp and yahoo auctions and more. they are also a buying proxy with very good rates. They offer a variety of shipping and will do bids on your behalf.

AmazonJP: By far my favorite place to shop as their pricing are very very *very* competitive. If anything, sometimes even way cheaper than the regular retail price. for example: bakuten bluray originally was approx $85-95 USD. At amazonjp it was $65 USD with free global dhl shipping. Downside to buying from amazon or frommJP sellers, like buying from auction houses, your basically buying from a 3rd party seller and if your intention is to ‘support the show directly’ your better off buying directly from their sales division either by a 'in-person proxy’ or directly from the shows website and using tenso or personal shopper to buy in your place.

This post is getting quite long but let me get straightto the point as to why I’m bringing this post up, this was meant to be a walk through or talk through on my buying experiences with AnimeOnStage.

Let me start with, I’m not here to bash on a business, I’m not out to destory their reputation or anything like that. but its very apparent that so many people have been rather unhappy with their services as of late (ie; see twitter please)

Now, before we go on the whole 'why this business is bad and why you shouldn’t shop from them’, no. Stop. check yourself. And remind yourself that they are also a small business. For the fans by the fans if their motto, and for the longest time I appreciate what their trying to do. And that is to bridge the gap between western and eastern fans and basically feed us our 2.5D merch needs.

I’ve used their services a few times in the past and so far haven’t had any issues.

(but Chisa! Why would you use them when you have all these other accesses? - I’m lazy. Simple as that. I’ve said this so many times on all my other posts — yes guys i’m sorry i still have half the audio rips from the shinken ranbusai that i’ll eventually put up LOOo see how lazy i am?!.

but basically, I opted to join in on their 'group orders’ for certain live plays coz hey, i figured their going to watch the show and buy merch anyway I might as well put in a request for an item or two coz the price isnt any different if i pay for ems or dhl…etc…)

So how does AOS stage play orders work? let me run down on this real quick, they will post up the merch list on what will be on sale, you fill out the form on what you want and they invoice you for it. Simple enough right? After a few weeks when your merch is in their hands (in the US) they’ll then forward you a email/2nd invoice to shipping within the US. So in the end, you basically just pay priority mailing which is approx $7-10 depending on how heavy your package is. Simple enough.

Now, heres my gripe with them lately… their a small business, I get that. They travel all over the place, traveling wears you outand takes a lot of time. Vending at cons isn’t easy. I’ve been there, done that. So i’ve been pretty patient. But, I’ve been waiting on hold on my Engekki jacket orders for well over 9 months now, how long ago was the engekki reprisal show when the jackets were first announced? Still no word… Now fast forward June 2017…I’m waiting to hear from them.

I’ve emailed them a few times before and as of this post today, I’m still waiting on my refund. (Its been a few weeks, I won’t name a number because I’m trying to give them the benefit of the doubt here)

again, I want to stress I’m not out here to destroy their reputation, I know a lot has been going on at twitter on how their business practices are; ie bootleg merch and all. But I would like to point out that from one thread I found on twitter (I won’t link them, please feel free to search on there) that they had no intentions on selling bootleg mech and will offer refunds to those who mistakingly bought bootleg items. So, I atleast gotta hand them that.

Tl;dr I’d shop with them at your own discretion. Because lgr, you could be duped by another seller when your trying to bid on items online but atleast finding bootleg merch on JP buying sites is almost impossible atleast.

So what happened to my engekki jacket orders? Basically, from what I can disect is that they were unable to procure the said jackets at the time of the event, for months I was led to believe that maybe they were on a pre-order basis considering the only people I’ve seen sporting them were the cast of engekki hq themselves and no other fans were posting them…but fast forward a few months later, I sent in an inquirey and the response I got was; “Hi, xxxx!

We are still trying to source the parkas from a reliable source and we deeply apologize for the delay. If you would like a refund at this time, we totally understand! ”

now, I knew full well that the jackets were gonna be a hot item to be sold at the venue so I guess in my mind it made sense that they would probably be on a pre-order basis but this response / email made me think other wise. Reliable source? As in, purchasing it elsewhere?

Anyways its been a good few mins since I started drafting this post and as I was about to hit 'post’ I got an email response from them (Finally, after a twitter blast later as well) and got a refund from a personal account. Ok.

I didn’t want to back track and rewrite the whole post. But this is my experience with AOS.

Again, I want to stress that their not a bad business, I’ve been pretty patient waiting all this time on their responses and I’ve been pretty forgiving coz I know how its like to run a small hub of a business and I just hope that this experience (and other peoples orders) go smoothly and would serve as a learning step or building block for them to grow their business better and to continue to (re)build their reputation coz I’d hate to see a vendor like this crash and burn because of a few unhappy clients. There is room for growth, I hope that they will continue to grow into being a better service provider by supplying legit merch if they insist on charging the prices they charge for other merch.

(But I would say that their buying service charges are actually very reasonable imho)

#butai #animeonstage #ramble #2.5d #butai touken ranbu #stage play #toukenmyu

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