#I'm gonna put stickers of him on my notebooks

[respectthepetty]

If you need me, I'm stuck in this moment being unreasonable about this man.

#guide kantapon #bake me please #he is the only reason I'm watching I Feel You Linger in the Air #because that show makes me tremendously sad each episode #yet I'm willingly showing up for trauma #all because of Ming #swoon #I'm gonna put his posters up on my wall #I'm gonna put stickers of him on my notebooks #If this was fifteen years ago‚ I would have changed my username #do not ask me why I'm being unreasonable about him #All's I know is I will follow him in every show he is in now

[barry-j-blupjeans]

2022 Fic List!

This is a compilation of all the fics I've posted on Ao3 in 2022, plus some ficlets I like that I posted here! As always, Journal Pages is still being updated but I'm not gonna put it on this list because I made it last year (I think??)

Memories, Just a Bit To the Left

Being kidnapped was, honestly, not incredibly horrible. It wasn’t a good thing, for sure, for sure, but Barry could deal with it. Was he low on hit points? Yeah, and it was shitty. Did he feel like he was going to die? Occasionally, that’s just something that happens sometimes, you know? But it wasn’t all bad. Some of the gerblins were nice. They gave him some water, kicked him around a bit more, gave him an orange that they refused to peel so Barry just kind of spat the peel out as he went. A solid three out of five stars.

But he wasn’t too worried about the whole thing. Even as low as his hit points got, he knew that Taako would come find him. It was just a matter of if he would find Barry too late.

This was for the 2021 Candlenights exchange and it is killer, I think. I really enjoyed getting to write this and explore the space of this AU.

Archaeology Excavation on My Body

“How do you always know everything?” he asked instead of rising to her bait. “That’s the secret I want to know, ma’am. You’ve got prying eyes anywhere? Listening ears?”

"I run a secret organization on the moon,” the Director said dryly. “I’ve grown accustomed to knowing both everything and absolutely nothing at the same time. If you don’t want me to know, then I won’t know. I’ll never bring it up again. I’m simply offering us a way to, uh-” she glanced at the wall. It had been twenty minutes since the Reclaimers went offline. “Pass the time. And perhaps a way to help manage your pain a little better. No one else has noticed, Angus, but you do tend to limp a bit.”

Fuck, Angus thought.

This one was a pure vent fic, but I'm glad other people could relate to it anyway! I love giving characters I like everything that's wrong with me.

Tedious Familiarity

Déjà vu. Noun. A feeling of having already experienced the present situation. A tedious familiarity.

Barry Bluejeans woke up in a cave, fresh out of a pod filled with green goop, and saddled with an unsettling feeling that he had been here before. If you had asked forty-year-old Barry if he would follow instructions left by a talking coin, he probably would have asked you what type of drugs you were on. But, y’know, fifty… two? Fifty-one? How old was he? Fifty-two sounded right. But, y’know, fifty-two years old Barry didn’t really have that many other places to turn, so this couldn't be all that bad.

Barold my beloved!! I love any take on Barry's years alone and I thought I'd give myself a stab at it! Or several stabs, if we're going by death count. I really like how this one came out!!

Heart-Shaped Stickers

A collection of my blupjeans week prompts for 2022!

As seen on the tin sldkfsd.

Keep Your Friends Close (And the Lich Who Gives You Cryptic Advice Closer)

“There’s a lot you don’t know and I can’t tell you yet,” the Red Robe said. “And I’m genuinely sorry about that, Magnus, but right now, from the Bureau’s perspective, I’m not the good one.”

“From your perspective?” Magnus asked.

“From my- I…” he stopped again, contemplating, as if no one had ever asked him this question before. "I try to be, I think."

AKA: Magnus has questions and no one from the Bureau is giving him answers. He goes looking for the one person who will.

This baby is my pride and joy of this year, I think. It has always taken me Ages to write any chaptered fic but I'm very very proud of this one.

Autumn-Themed Notebook

Prompt fills for TAZ November Celebration 2022.

Again, as seen on the tin!

Now onto the Tumblr Ficlets!!

This list would not be complete without this ficlet about Magnus, Carey, and Killian discussing Magnus's top surgery or this one about a heart-shaped locket Barry picked up. Some other favorites from this year include:

Voidfished Taako interacting with Red Robe Lup and Barry (x)

June/The Temporal Chalice finding Barry's worst memory (x)

Merle and Hekuba talking post Story and Song (x)

Lucretia and Magnus talking about emotions and the stars (x)

Lucretia discovering the umbrastaff broke early (x)

Barry and Lucretia forming a truce to fuck over Governer Kalen (x)

Lucretia trying to discover who's stealing from the Fantasy Costco (x)

Taako taking the fall for all of Lup's deaths (x)

The Starblaster Crew stealing Magnus's shirts while he's dead (x)

Taako, Kravitz, and the mafia - Werewolf edition! (x1, x2, x3)

I gotta stop there or else this will go on forever sldfksdf. Let me know if you have any particular favorites from what I've written this year :D! It'd mean the world to me. My writing tag is #ise cube writing as always and my ao3 is IntrovertedHappiness if you wanna go check me out there!

#taz #taz balance #fic list #i am speaking #:D!!!!

[batmanisagatewaydrug]

after an intermission that wasn't nearly long enough, I bring you the final liveblog of season 4.

4x20

lmao blaze it

what in the off-brand Harley

god Cameron Monaghan's Mark Hamill is so good. rip king.

something actually extremely charming about Riddleboy still working the same team of hooligan kids and apparently just. completely and utterly trusting in their ability to pull off a prison break? and he's right, Gotham kids are built different. let the Riddler have a gang of ragamuffins they're the only people on earth who could possibly think he's cool.

I'm gonna say there's like. a 60% chance that Jeremiah's generator thing ends up being the Bat Signal or something. powering the Batcave maybe. it's gotta be SOMETHING come on.

I'm just going to be really real with you: whoever on the props team decided to put an ice cream cone and stickers on Jerome's notebook to make it look like a middle school girl's diary was right

Lee @ Jim:

today they forgot to put the Grundy makeup on Drew Powell's fingers

rip to Butch I guess but I really don't understand what he's mad about at this point. he's got all his memories back, he's fully articulate, he gets the added bonus of super strength. literally all that's different about him is that he's pale like boohoo dude life could be worse

straight up I have absolutely zero idea how old the Valeska twins are supposed to be. I thought Jerome was like ??? 19 but Jeremiah had a successful career as an structural engineer or something. Cameron Monaghan played them between the ages of like 21-26. genuinely 0 idea what the energy is here.

oh my god Jeremiah CHOKE you are so boring I hate your clown pussy. die die die die die die die. bitch you'll never be Jerome.

Jeremiah's fixation on being best friends with Bruce, who's like 17 at MOST, is not shedding any light on how old he's meant to be

I have spent. minutes. long ones. agonizing over the most comical way to present this information and the psychic distress that it has caused me. and there's genuinely nothing I can say that will gussy this up in a way that will adequately convey the pain I feel right now, so I'm just going to say it: Riddler's got a clown kink. canonically. I'm not extrapolating or exaggerating for comedic effect that was just. tossed out very casually. like a bowl of free chips at a Mexican restaurant. why. for whom. what godforsaken monkey on a typewriter pounded that one out.

Harvey Bullock and Nancy Pelosi have one (1) thing in common

hey so like. what the fuck is Echo's deal. what's going on there.

#gotham time

[read-weep-repeat]

Letter mc! Namjoon gets his first letter reaction

Namjoon pov? But also mc pov of writing and/sending it????

-🧁

"He gonna love this." You whispered.

You threw the marker cap down onto the pink rug below you, the one you were kneeling on. You had on a shirt two sizes too big, a unicorn displayed proudly on the front. fuzzy pink socks covered your feet while you rubbed them together to soothe your buzzing nerves.

But what if he didn't like it? What if he threw it out? Sure, the stickers were pretty, the glitter sparkly, and the contents sweet, but what if that wasn't enough?

"He not gonna love it." You cried, fat tears welling in your eyes. You wrapped your hands around your legs, burying your head in between your knees. Your shoulders shook as you whimpered.

Suddenly, through your bleary sight, you saw a glimpse of pink beneath the table. You pulled your head out from between your knees and bent down to the floor.

An envelope! Small and pink, it stuck out from the pile of crafting supplies strewn haphazardly across the floor.

You pulled it from the pile and set it atop the coffee table proudly.

"He gonna love. Gotta love. Daddy."

You caught yourself as you stuffed the letter full of your sweet words.

"He not daddy. Don't have daddy."

You shook your head, trying to focus your thoughts as you licked the envelope.

"Don't need daddy." You grumbled, stumbling up to your front door.

You wobbled as you put on your slippers. The apartment complex had four floors, the mail drop off box being on the first.

"Ok," You whispered, "I can do this."

"I'm a big girl."

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"Do you want to go through fan mail?" Hoseok asked, sipping a coffee as he slumped into the couch in Namjoon's office.

He looked up from his notebook. The lyrics weren't flowing like they needed to. Only a chorus had flowed from him in the 3 hours he'd been holed up. A break didn't sound so bad.

"As long as we go by the cafeteria."

Hobi gave him a slow nod and pulled himself up.

"Let's get going."

-----

Hobi scoffed, tossing another letter in an pile of torn envelopes and thick pages.

"Some chicks are actually insane, man."

Namjoon hummed, fiddling with the half empty cup. he moved the latest letter to the side, his pile a neat stack compared to Hobi's maimed pile.

He grabbed the next without a glance, and brought it forward.

A pink letter.

"Interesting." He mumbled, twirling the letter forward to see the bubbly handwriting.

"What'd you say?" Hobi asked, only sparing a glance to his left.

"Oh, Nothing." Namjoon sputtered. He carefully opened the letter, trying his best not to rip into the handwriting.

He pulled the contents from the envelope, spraying pink glitter onto his sweatpants.

"Fuck." He whispered, brushing it away. Most of it fell to the floor, but pink sparkles still winked at him from his lap. He flipped the pages open. A scribble caught his eye.

Dear Mr. Joon!

the exclamation point was written in blue glitter pen.

Cute. He thought. Creative. I haven't heard Mr. Joon before.

He kept reading.

Your music really helps me be small. I make things too! Big me is a writer, and my company isnt always super nice about my ideas. But I really like listening to your music, hopefully your company is nice. I hope. Dont want you to be sad like I am sometimes. But its not like sad sad, being small makes it better. I get to watch cartoons and use a sippy and take a lot of naps. I even got special clothes!! Im wearin my unicorn shirt right now! I really like it.

Do you have things that make you feel better? I hope so. you deserve to feel nice! you seem like a real nice daddy man mr. joon. have a good day!

(y/n) (l/n)

He read it over. He read it over again.

I've never gotten a letter from a little. He mused, leaning froward in his seat. He put his chin in one of his hands and let his eyes wander to the sides of the page. Little stickers littered the edges. There were stars, pink flowers along the sides, with a small pink gemstone sticker in all four corners.

She's so sweet. He read it again. Daddy?

Does she not have a caregiver? He thought, eyes widening.

How sad. She seems like she'd be really nice and behaved. Not that brats are bad, I'd still take care of a little that was a brat. Only one as sweet as this though. He nodded to himself. Only one as sweet as this.

"You ready to go? I think I've had all I can take." Hobi groaned, leaning back in his chair as he yawned.

Namjoon's head shot up. "Uh.. Yeah." He cleared his throat. "Yeah, let's go."

As they made their way out, that pink letter crept into his pocket.

#letter mc #drabble #🧁 anon

[alliumbunny]

Headcanon time I guess(TMNT 2012)

BECAUSE I'M TERRIBLY MISSING TMNT BUT I'M BURNT OUT OF WATCHING NETFLIX HEADCANONS FOR TMNT 2012

If any of these end of very very very canon you can blame netflix for not having 4/5 seasons so I don't know everything oopsie :3

I'll start with my favorite character since obviously I'm gonna have alot to say about him :)

Oh girlie this is gonna be long(I TYPE ALOT LOL)

Michelangelo, Mikey, The best boy!! :3 sunshine boy idk

He's very very VERY fond of bugs, He picks them up and smiles at them :) and sometimes eats but only when his brothers aren't around because they 100% yell at him everytime they see him eat the bugs because B U G S!! Listen what else are they gonna eat that technically has meat? There's not gonna be any chicken in the sewers... maybe... who knows... chickens are weird like that <3

AS SOON!!! As they got internet and stuff in the lair he learned EVERY SINGLE CUSS WORD ✨✨✨ He also learns very quickly how and when to use them etc etc because he finds them so funny, Also He ONLY uses them with villains and only when his brothers/family/friends aren't around!! He comes up with the weirdest crazy fuckin Insults and thinks they are SO funny <3 lol (... Projection maybe :3 )

He's PanRomanic Asexual, because He deserves to be alittle(ALOT) Fruity 💖 (Kinda projection but not really, I'm Pansexual so sorta close LOL)

Tends to learn how to use weapons REALLY fast, He finds it really fun and interesting to learn how to use his brothers weapons!!! :D

Reads ao3 fanfics, Doesn't write any but found out Leo writes them and loves reading his, Mikey's just so glad his Oldest Brother has something fun he likes to do that isn't really serious!!! :D

Doesn't like Horror Movies(To much gore for him normally) but fucking loves Psychological Horror. I was about the say he liked The Magnus archives, but it didn't start until 2016 lol. So Umm :3 He likes reading horror stories alot. (This is projection probably but hey, I think he would hehehe)

Forgets his own birthday almost every single year(Oops going angsty now beware >:3 ) He doesn't see his birthday as important as his brothers or even his fathers so his brain just forgets about it, He always remembers his brothers tho(this is paired with the headcanon that they choose different days in the same month so that they didn't have to have 4 different birthdays on the same day lol)

April gave them a notebook and Mikey sketches in it, he runs out of space and starts to draw in between every other drawing because he doesn't want to ask for another one... :')

HE PUTS STICKERS ON THAT NOTEBOOK!!!! they're not very good stickers but like, He's collected them for years, every time he found one that wasn't destroyed then he takes it >:3 His brothers know about his little stickers and leave any stickers they find in his room <3 :'D

believes in luckiness/unluckiness and that sorta, luck theory(I might be the only person who's thought of this So I'll explain it oops) Basically Mikey believes that if Something good happens to him the same amount of bad will also happen later on, and vise versa :3 He doesn't let it bother him but it's always in the back of his mind.

The last thing also plays a part in this one. Mikey doesn't like when something REALLY good happens to him. He 100% believes that something REALLY bad will happen to him sometime after, Normally it does tho so he's kinda valid for it :')

Loves Animals, All kinds, He doesn't technically have a favorite(Until ICK comes into his life and it becomes cats) He loves cows and dogs and bunnies(PROJECTION LOL) and fish and Frogs and birds and dinosaurs and erhjdkjgbhdfkjbndfkjnjdfns ALL OF THEM, He doesn't really have a least favorite tho :)

He finds soda really weird, He likes diet soda tho, for some Weird reason, If he were to ever go to a fast food place he'd do that thing where to put some of every drink choice in one cup >:) (That's projection kinda, I used to do that so much omg, not anymore tho sadge)

Likes legos and stuff like it :D he likes building things that have instructions, He likes looking at the finished product and smiling and holding it and just OvO

LOVES COLORS!!! His favorite color isn't orange surprisingly tho, Instead it's the colors of the sky(in the day and night!!)

Likes sunsets/sunrises alot

He likes sitting on building roofs and just looks at the sky... It's when he cries the most LOL

DEPRESSION ROOM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (PROJECTION TO THE MAX) His room is messy and he can never get to cleaning it and it makes him sad and like, numb sorta lol

Has sleep issues lol <3 Insomnia but nobody knows <3 I'm lovin it but Mikey ain't ✨

Gets Auditory hallucinations every now and again. They spook him alot since they're normally of stuff breaking loudly

Can't stop moving ever and it's very endearing to me!!! Stims constantly when happy and it's really endearing to his brothers because that's how they now he's actually really happy to be there and hang out with them, He just loves them so much(in a sibling way of course, I swear it anyone thinks differently I will hit them with a chainsaw and eat their flesh!!!!) aka they also know when he's not happy because of it aswell tho.

He bites people when he wants to >:)

. . . Raph and Leo are tied for favorite brother...

Okay I should probably stop with the Mikey ones oopsie daisy :3

So Um!! Next lol!!

Leo... Leonardo <3 <3 LEO!!! :D

He is such a mother hen(Honestly that's canon oops) He has the second most Medical knowledge and uses it all the time (The first is Donnie)

He squints his eyes when he's confused or upset lol

He doesn't like crime but keeps accidentally doing it without thinking

Quotes space hero's and Raph and Donnie are sick of it, Mikey quotes it with him but isn't as good at remembering the quotes lol

Likes the stars and star gazes whenever he can :D

watches videos about space!!!!!! He rambles to His brothers(Mostly mikey) about space facts til he runs out and gets new ones and goes through the same thing!!! It makes him so happy!!!!!!!!!

Likes gum, like minty gum!!!! He finds it fun to chew lol

cries in his room alone, silently at night....

Okie doki Leo is hard to think of :( Umm so NEXT :D Raph!! Raphael!! Yippeeee

When He's confused his eyes go all wide and shit >:3

Surprisingly likes calmer music that's softer and shit y'know? :)

Hates the velvet texture...

Has a calendar in his room that's been on February(20XX idk) for years probably

God raph is also hard to do...

Okay okay next!!

Donnie, donatello....

I wish I could headcanon him out of liking april. /hj

STARES AT PEOPLE for ALONG time, without realizing

Collects blankets that are textures that he likes. He just... has a pile of blankets :)

Donatello isn't my favorite if you can't tell ._.'

OKAY I KNOW IT WAS MOSTLY MIKEY!! BUT HE'S MY FAVORITE OKAY JFBKJDSBKJSDGNJKDFNGJLNDFJL

I tried my best with the others :3

I only did the brothers cause... Idk I didn't wanna do the others, k :3

I hope there's no spelling mistakes but know me there is oopsie ;3 lol

I guess... bye then? Idk

#MOSTLY MIKEY OOPS #tmnt #tmnt 2012 #michelangelo #leonardo #Raphael #tmnt mikey #tmnt raph #tmnt donnie #tmnt leo #tmnt raphael #tmnt leonardo #tmnt michelangelo #2012 michelangelo #2012 mikey #2012 raph #2012 raphael #2012 leo #2012 leonardo #2012 donnie #2012 donatello #headcanons #YIPPEEEEEE HEADCANON TIME #bunni rambles #kinda but ya :3 #I hope that's good yaaaaa

[yourstrulykiri]

💬 [메일이 있어요!!] 4 u!

'♡' My only one (heeseung x fem!reader) — ‘forced marriage’ m-list! profile! series m-list! ( fluff, angst, lmk if I missed anything else!

Summary ⎯ Getting into a forced marriage is stressful, but hey at least you were able to marry someone with a pretty face and a not so bad personality! Oh boy. A/N: starting out from top to bottom! Sorry if this is considered a late update 💀

Your hands rush through your hair in stress after given the information your gonna get married. Never in your life did you think you’d be getting married and someone actually accepting. You understood that it was for your parent’s business, and to build bonds and ties with other big businesses. Which then resulted to you having to marry one of the CEO’s son.

It was getting quite stressful for you already since.. 1 you got rejected not so long ago.. 2 you’ve never heard of the business that your ‘fiancée’ is under. It’s either your just really late in catching up with marketing or it’s just you not being interested.

Lee Heeseung wasn’t also taking this calmly. He thought he wasn’t ready for marriage yet.. but the thing is.. he always wanted to put a smile on his parents faces ever since he was little. He was doing this for them. That same evening, you told your bestfriend Karina the latest scoop about it. You, on the bed, covered in blankets, a pint of ice cream with a spoon buried in the treat. Your phone leaning on one of your other pillows as a makeshift phone stand. Meanwhile with Heeseung, “BOY IF YOU DON’T PULL YOURSELF TOGETHER..” Jay said. “What do you expect from me, I’m literally laying down hugging a Dora the explorer blanket while shoving chips in my mouth..”. Both of you were in distress, then you feel like you wanted to jump out of your window when you just realized what your parents said before you ran upstairs with your ice cream. “We will be having evening dinner with them tomorrow” those few words coming out of the mother you loved so much. You wanted to ask them to reschedule but you didn’t want to make a fuss about it. So you did what you had to do. Write a journal entry. You had those ‘main character moments’ and now that felt too real. You would store them in a little notebook that Karina gave you when you guys were little. You wrote down your thoughts, then signing it off with your name and a heart around it. Getting a sticker and sticking it on the page. Yes you thought it was childish but moments like these are moments where you had peace in. Found hope in.

The day you dreaded came upon. The stars filling up the sky, as you touched up your makeup. Going downstairs. You saw a tall and handsome man. Wait did you just say handsome?! Whatever..

A part of you is telling you to stop drop and roll but another part of you is telling you to talk to him. Heeseung was fiddling with his hands. Simply nodding at whatever your and his parents said. No one dared saying a word.. until you let out a small cough. Heeseung looked at you, “sorry..” you muttered making him chuckle.

His smile.. was all you could think of.

And that was how your first evening with lee heeseung went. You mentally slapped yourself for not actually making a decent conversation, in just a blink in time you were already wedding dress shopping. "Karina you know and I know that the only dress I'm choosing is the most cheapest one in the store." You said as you were on facetime with Karina. "Y/n-ah you know you should treat yourself for once!" Karina yelled. "What's the point when at the end when the times right we can divorce already?" You said as you wandered down the shop. "Mhm you sure your not gonna fall in love with him?" Karina said looking back at your heartbreaks. "Time won't tell. But I'm certain at this moment that Its a no." You said chuckling to yourself. ON ANOTHER EVENING WITH HIS FAMILY ⎯ now this is when you started to really rip your hair out, they were already talking about wedding rings.. you think its all happening to fast trying to ignore your parent's and heeseung's parents from all the passing of opinions. Heeseung saw your expression and practically read your mind, he slowly grabbed your hand and rubbed circles with his thumb on your palm. Even though both of you didn't know each other well, it's not too late to know more. You studied his face as you realized you were staring, looking away in embarrassment. He chuckles. "OH MY GOD Y/N X HEESEUNG CRUMBS RN BFF" Karina screamed as you told her what had happened at dinner time. "We don't even know if he's nice, what if he did that just to impress my parents." You said. "based on the k-drama's i've watched that is less likely to happen babes." Karina said raising a brow. Maybe Karina's right, maybe lee heeseung isn't all that bad. Rule #1 in marrying lee heeseung: Don't try not to fall in love. You didn't know if it's just you trying to not get heart broken again, or if you didn't like him at all. Time passes, you eventually got his number. hee :): sent a message hey y/n-ah.. if your free, would you like to facetime? y/n &lt;;3 sent a message oh sure :) that call went on for 4 hours. After laughing at one of heeseung's effortless way to make you laugh or smile. Each time he got to see your smile, he got this warm fuzzy feeling. He didn't know how to describe it. Was he actually falling in love with y/n? You look at the time, 1:49 am. "Hee.. it's late we should probably got to bed.." You said. Heeseung snapping on of his daze, "oh yeah yeah of course.. goodnight and sweet dreams y/n-nah.." He said while smiling softly. It took a while for you to respond, the way your heart fluttered made you confused. Were you actually falling in love with lee heeseung? "Goodnight Heeseung" You said. This same routine followed for the next few months of your 'relationship' You then slept happily, you then reflected on how many times Heeseung made your heart flutter.. was this intentional? was this you being delusional? you couldn't describe the feeling. The sun met your eyes.. in a not so oh hello world expression. You grabbed your phone and then met with a notification hee :): sent a message goodmorning please open your door. Sent 2 hours ago

Your eyes widened, you quickly changed and got ready. You looked outside your window to see Heeseung sitting on the ground playing with his phone. Heeseung spotted you, he smiled as he mouthed 'are you gonna stop staring?' you quickly shut your curtains as you rushed downstairs as you opened the door. "Goodmorning.." You said as Heeseung chuckled letting himself in. "Goodmorning to you too." He smiled sitting down at the dining table. "Have you eaten?" you asked as he shook his head as a sign of no. You then grabbed the cereal box, milk, 2 bowls, 2 spoons, 2 glasses of water. You placed it on the dining table, as you both had breakfast together. It wouldn't be any other interaction with Heeseung if you wouldn't laugh your head off. "Promise me something.. you will have that same laugh until the day I die." Heeseung said. "Promise." You reflected.. forget trying to not fall in love with Heeseung, you already felt a connection ever since you met him.. every time your heart fluttered, every time your stomach would ache because of laughing too hard with Heeseung, every time you would spend 6 hours of your day talking to Heeseung about random things, you felt safe around him. Things were going so well until your parents started telling you about the wedding.. about this and that.. it started to really get up to you. Aside from that you had your part time job.. things have been going way too fast.. Heeseung related with you, saying that his parents wanted him to pick a ring already. You sighed as you plugged in your earphones, taking a stroll down.. breathing in the fresh air, the sound of children laughing, the smell of the nearby coffee shop, seeing couples having dates.. ouch.. how you wished that was you and Heeseung. You chuckled to yourself.. A DAY YOU WEREN'T EXPECTING.. ⎯ It's been 7 months ever since you met Heeseung.. surprising isn't it? it's just like you met him 7 days ago. Your parent's took you to a location, you could describe it as magical.. enchanting.. romantic? You then closed the passenger's seat as you walk to the fairy lights and ribbons that you could see from afar.. you saw Heeseung in a suit. And his Parents right beside him, you widened your eyes because you were just in your sweats and a hoodie. Should've tooken your parent's advice in wearing something presentable.. but anywho at least it's someone your comfortable with.. Heeseung smiled as he saw you walking slowly to him.

You were confused yes.. but mostly you were taken aback about how much effort they put into making this place that magical and enchanting for it to be. "I'm just going to speed up to the good part.. L/n.. Y/n, these past few months have truly been something.. very fun.. very clumsy.. and the best part was.. I got to fall inlove with you during those 7 months. Which leads me to ask you something.. Will you Marry me? Not just for the business?" He said kneeling down to open a small box with something engraved inside the box, 'Promise me you will have that same laugh.' You started tearing up, and you said.. "Yes."

#enhypen scenarios #enhypen fluff #heeseung fluff #enhypen fic #enhypen x reader #lee heeseung fluff #lee heeseung x reader #heeseung x reader #heeseung imagines #heeseung soft hours

[starligtgalaxy]

chapter 03: oh who is she, a Misty memory

"Its quite small, but good for people who don't have much money"

The saleswoman explains, showing around the apartment.

"A comfy bed, a lot of shelves, a Tv, a table with chair and a kitchen"

"sorry for all the mess. The last person that lived here went...missing" the saleswoman trails off "anyways, I shall get some people to take away the stuff"

"don't worry, I'll just clean it up myself" I wave my hand.

"alright, don't forget to pay the rent. Bye" the woman walk out.

I wave and close the door. The moment it was shut, Pumpkin jumps off and jumps ontop of the bed. Transforming into her human form.

"Man, I'm tired" she says.

"from what, sitting on my shoulder all day?" I raise an eyebrow, a big smirk displayed on my face.

"Oh, shut up you" She grumbles.

I chuckle. I grab an empty carton box that I brought with me and puts it on the table.

i place the books in. I was about to grab the book next to the bed when i notice something interesting.

It wasn't like the other, it was something closer to a notebook.

It was red, it had a few scratches on it, along with a bandage. On it were two characters scribbled on, what looks to be monkey and a boy. Also a monkey sticker on it.

I open it, on the backside over the cover was writing. Belongs to Mk

'Must be the one who lived here before me' I look through the pages, it seem to document the powers and stories of a monkey called Sun Wukong. Also known as the Great Sage equal to heaven, Monkey King.

"really, a monkey king fanboy? I dont even know this person and I hate them already" I suddenly hear Albino's voice behind me, scaring me.

She grabs the notebook out of my hands and begins inspecting it.

"You know Sun wukong?" I ask her, continuing to pack in Mk's stuff.

"let's just say me and flea eater have a interesting past" she faguely explains.

I pick up a shirt that was laying on the ground, it had an Pigsy's noodles logo on the back.

'Huh, so he used to work there. I should ask about him tommorow'

I grab a red bandana that was laying the table. I was about to put in the box when the door slams open.

"you!?"

There in the doorway stands a girl with black hair and green highlights aka Mei.

"Uh why are h-" I cut myself off when she snatches the bandana.

"you walks into our lives thinking you can replace Mk, but you can't!" She tells out, seeming to be holding back tears.

"You...knew him?"

"ofcourse I did! He was my best friend. A-And now he's...gone" the tears release, streaming down her face.

I frown. I walk towards her and embrace her. I feel her gripping my (clothing) as I feel her tears on my shoulder.

i stroke her back as I listen to her soft sobs.

"I-its all my fault"

"Hey, its okay. I'm sorry that I barged into your life and trying to take the place of your friend, I really didn't mean it"

"N-No its not..." She couldn't utter out a word die to her sobbing.

She hasn't noticed Albino rat standing in the corner, watch us with a blank expression.

Mei lets go, she wipes her tears. She looks away, avoiding eye contact.

"This is so stupid, Im...sorry for being so horrible towards you" she fiddles with the bandana.

"Its fine, emotions can get the best of us. Especially if you have lost someone" I make eye contact with Albino rat. She softly smiles.

"Heh, see you tommorow" She waves goodbye. She walks out, closing the door behind her.

"well that was a lot...iiiiiin like a minute, talk about mood swings" Albino rat jokes.

"Yeah it was pretty fa-" I turn around only to be an empty carton box to the face.

"Let's continue to clean up, its getting late and I want to sleep"

"oh right" I continue to pack in Mk's stuff. Writing what was on was in each box. I stack them in a piramide shape.

Albino rat puts the now clean bowls into the cabin. She walk towards the bed and lays down, transforming into her rat.

i look outside the window 'Could Qi be there again... well maybe I could check' I walk towards it and open it.

I hear Albino squeek. "Oh, just gonna check something, I''ll be right back"

#lmk #radianceau #lmk mei

[anquative]

HELLO ❗️❗️❗️

i'm gonna change up this blog a bit so i figured now is as good a time as any to make a little about post :)

this is my silly little music-based sideblog! (my main is @bricalous) i use he/they pronouns primarily. i prefer he/him but they/them is also good :D

i'll mainly post about the following bands/artists/musicians on this blog (or these are the ones i like? depends on how you look at it)

my chemical romance

fall out boy

i love to categorize my stuff, but it is possible that i won't tag stuff properly. feel free to message me or send me an ask if something isn't tagged right <3 also i'm mostly just going to reblog stuff ala putting stickers on my silly little notebook

i don't know how but they found me

will wood

k thanks bye :D

[i-cant-sing]

Could we get some more platonic yandere Natsuo content?

Alright.

You love hanging out with Natsuo, he's just so laid back and chill. And especially since he's usually able to convince Rei to let you out of the house the most. Your mother doesn't trust Dabi not to take you some place dangerous, nor does she trust Shotou because he's likely to go wherever you want, as long as you bring him with.

But Natsuo is smart, he's always concerned about your health so Rei knows he won't take you somewhere where'd you get hurt, and he'll bring you back before the curfew.

"Natsuooo~" you whined. "Stoppp. I'm alright!" You said pushing away the stethoscope. Rei had dropped you off at his apartment half hour ago and Natsuo was double checking your vitals were all okay.

He tutted before continuing to check your breathing. "Stop whining. Gosh you were so much fun when you were a kid. Never fussed once while I labelled you with the anatomy stickers." He smiled remembering how still you used to be as he put all the sticky notes on different parts of your body to memorise human anatomy. You're the reason he passed med school.

You rolled your eyes. "Yeah yeah. But we're getting late for the movie. Now come on!" You pouted.

Finally, he nodded at you and that was your signal to get ready to leave while he jotted down your vitals in his notebook.

"Natsuooo!"

"I'm coming. Don't be impatient." He said as he slipped on his shoes and when you were about to open the door, he pulled you back and put on his scarf around your neck, tying it snugly.

"I don't need it-"

"Its cold outside." He said tying it up, smiling when he saw you scowling. He pinched your nose before opening the door. "My lady."

"The sequel was better than the first movie." You looked at him dumbfounded.

"No it was not! Besides, the sequel wouldn't exist if there wasn't an amazing first movie!" You rolled your eyes. "I'm going to the bathroom while you place our order."

"Dine in?" You nodded at him before going to bathroom. On the way in, you saw a group of boys eyeing you but you ignored it, thinking it was your imagination.

When you'd done your business, you walked outta there, eyes catching Natsuo as his turn finally came to order. But suddenly, someone caught your wrist and pulled, making you stumble back.

You looked back and saw it was one of the guys who was looking at you before. You tried to pull your jand away, but his grip tightened painfully around your wrist making you flinch.

"Hey, babe. Where you going in a rush?" He teased, an ugly smile on his face as his friends laughed behind him.

"Let go, let go right now-"

"Or else what? You gonna cry-"

Your phone ringing suddenly cut him off, and he let you go with a smirk as you picked up the phone. It was Natsuo.

"Where are you?"

"I'm just coming out-" you yelped as the disgusting bastard smacked your behind as you scrambled away, tears brimming in your eyes as his friends howled in laughter behind you.

Natsuo knew something was wrong as soon as he saw you, and judging by the prick who winked at him while his friends laughed, he had a guess they were behind it.

"What happened? What's wrong?" He asked, his tone ever so soft. You shook your head. "I just don't feel well. Can we go home?" You asked, eyes cast towards your feet so that he couldn't look at the fear or the tears in them.

He nodded, pushing you towards the exit as he asked server to pack up the food to go. He paid and the two of you made your way towards the car.

"Oh crap." You looked at him confused. "What? What happened?"

Natsuo shook his head. "I forgot to bring ketchup. Wait here, I'll go grab them." He said before leaving you in the car.

He went back inside and saw one of the guys, the same one who'd winked at him, walk towards the bathroom.

Natsuo followed him inside, and as soon as he spotted him at the urinal, Natsuo yanked him back and threw him down on the floor, a hand wrapped around his throat, choking him.

"This should teach you not to touch the things that don't belong to you." Natsuo said, his eyes crazy as he grabbed the man's right hand before snapping it an ugly angle that had the man screaming, but it only came out strangled as Natsuo choked him.

Natsuo kept at it until he heard the bones snap, and then he let go, slamming a hand across the man's mouth to muffle his screams.

"Wait- are you a leftie or rightie?"

The man was too busy screaming in agony to answer him, so Natsuo broke his other hand too, this time in an even cleaner snap. It doesn't matter what the answer would've been, Natsuo wouldn't have believed him.

Suddenly, the door to the bathroom swung open and it was the guy's friends, who looked shocked as they saw their friend screaming against Natsuo's hand.

Immediately, two of them rushed towards Natsuo and pulled him off, but before either of them could've landed a hit on him, Natsuo gave them each a knock out punch across the head and they both fell to the ground unconscious. Unconscious, but alive.

The third friend who stood at the door, suddenly whipped his hand and it turned into a sharp knife.

A dangerous quirk, but nothing for Natsuo really.

As the man charged at him with his knife like hand, Natsuo swiftly dodged it before grabbing the man by his neck, elbowed his spine and then slammed the man's head against the tiled wall repeatedly until the man was unconscious.

Natsuo looked at the men who were unconscious and one was groaning in pain, and sighed before walking towards the sink to wash his hands.

He walked back to the car and saw you happily munching on your burger. It made him smile.

"You took long." You said as you sipped your cola. He nodded. "Yeah, they were out of ketchup."

"Oh. Well, you were taking too long so I ordered us some dessert-"

"You didn't pay, right?" Natsuo asked, narrowing his eyes at you. He didn't like you spending Enji's money (or anyone's money, but especially Enji's) when you were out with him.

You rolled your eyes. "No. I used your card. I already know the pin." You giggled, sticking your tongue out.

Natsuo pinched your nose. "Good."

He didn't want to ever use Enji's money.

But he was fine using Enji's skills and training to beat the shit out of anyone who messed with you.

I know I've said that Dabi is the unhinged one, but for the love of God, never get on Natsuo's bad side. You'll regret the day you were born.

#yandere natsuo #yandere natsuo todoroki #yandere bnha #bnha headcanons #yandere mha #bnha imagines #yandere endeavor #yandere enji todoroki #yandere todoroki family #yandere todoroki clan

[dangan-happy]

(kamukura kamukura yass queen)

hey hey anyone can take this um. um. i don't mind im just trying not to lose my composure

//tw for covid, creepiness (??) and uhh various other things imsorry)

cutting to the chase today's been awful 😰 you can call me Astro.

so there's this.. really creepy guy who lives at my house. he stares at me when im doing normal things and one time i was washing the dishes and dancing and he told me to keep dancing for him. i felt uncomfortable but yk i did because it wasn't sexual but it was just.. weird. im a minor and he calls me "young lady" and "darling" and "little girl" (im fifteen for fucks sake?) like ill hold the door for him and he'll be like "thanks, darling" and it freaks me out for some reason.. and recently he's been diagnosed with covid-19. I've already had covid once i don't want it again but im having the same symptoms and im so angry because i have to get tested and i just. what if he gave me covid? am i gonna be okay? i was in town a lot today and im scared that i may have given it to some people even though i wore a mask (I double masked actually; I'm not stupid) and i just im so scared but i have to be happy for everyone who loves me so. uhm. can i just get some assurance and comfort aa? thank you!

- astro

Wh-Whaaaaaa--?! That guy has got to be one of the biggest walking, talking no-nos I’ve heard of thus far; he’s got ‘horrible’ written all over him! To do such things like stare and call you those type of names… it makes me want to use my magic stick on him! You truly are strong to be dealing with a terrible person like him. I’m so relieved that you came here to vent about this; bottling all of this in wouldn’t be good for you at all! No no, not at all.

I can only hope that he didn’t give you that nasty disease, but if by some major bad luck, the test does come back positive, I have full hope that you will be okay and that you’ll have a speedy recovery! You’ve been taking the necessary protocols as is, and you’ve even gone out of your way to double-mask, so whether that test comes back positive or negative, keep up the good work on that, Astro! I’ll make sure to give you extra credit for double-masking in the form of a mini Squishmallow from the Magical Girl Miracle ☆ Monomi Treat Box. Anyway, you seem to be very aware of your surroundings as well, so while I would suggest talking to someone about this, like a parent or overall trusted adult figure, at least make sure to keep note of this person and keep a good eye on him. I have hope that you’ll take action if absolutely necessary though. Even so, you’re so strong; you truly are! Grrr, just hearing what he calls you alone sends shivers down my spine and makes my ears curl up.

While it may be tempting and such, please don’t fall into this pit of despair, Astro! I believe in you and have full hope in you. I have hope that you’ll recover from these symptoms whether you have the disease again or not; I have hope you’ll be able to get through this and endure it until he moves out for good or until you never ever have to see him again; I have hope that you’ll come out of this stronger than ever. And don’t you worry, for me and all of my lovely students will be there to cheer you on and help you along the way as well. I will say one thing though: You don’t have to be happy for everyone who loves you. If anything, I discourage that, for that’s repressing, and repressing is a no-no! While repressing may seem easier and the ‘better’ option to choose, repressing actually causes more emotional and mental damage; it always comes back to bite you on the hand! Basically, by acting like you’re okay in front of your loved ones, when you’re actually struggling deep down, you’re only hurting yourself even more, both emotionally and mentally! I understand why you would do that, but as your teacher, I instead encourage you to vent to someone whenever you need to, or to journal in a notebook at the very least. Those who love you only want the best, and the best is to tell them whenever something’s wrong. If anything, they would also probably encourage you to open up when necessary, too. It’s okay to take baby steps though; don’t try to dive head first into opening up so abruptly. However, please do keep this in mind. I only want the best for you, after all. You’re one of my amazing, strong students, and I care about you and your personal well-being so much, so it only makes sense that I help you out to the best of my ability. If you want, I can give you even more hope by shining some from my magic stick. Don’t worry, it won’t hurt at all! If anything, it might just feel soothingly warm, like when you bask in the sunlight that shines through your window.

Now, since virtual hugs don’t put anyone at risk in this case, I’m gonna go ahead and give you as many virtual hugs as you want, Astro! You can go ahead and hug some of that anxiety out. Then afterward, I’ll give you some candy and a gold star sticker before you head off. Now remember, if you need to vent about anything else or give an update about this guy, don’t be afraid to come talk to your teacher. I’m always all ears and ready to help my wonderful students out. Don’t forget to save frequently now. Love love!

#danganronpa #danganronpa roleplay blog #ask #monomi #mod hajime #tw covid 19 #covid 19 mention

[moonlightwinterdxxix]

MOONLIGHTWINTERDXXIX! Ready for another request attack!? 🤣 I'm here for Sutabaa Zaimoku identity shenanigans the SEQUEL! 😎✨ Somehow Kara's weird nice guy habits had actually worked?! He got on the good side of a visiting Sutabaa's overseas higher up by sheer luck and when they arrive to Sutabaa for whataver they mistaken Totty as Kara. Will Totty abuse this chance for nepotism to rise from his janitor position? Or will customer Kara unexpectedly arrive in all his glory and threaten this ruse?!

@yisongye For #make Karamatsu smile—the Bullied boys now have time to shine outside TVV xD

For those who are new, this is the continuation of this fic here.

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Leaving its slanted position from the angle it was creating from the floor, Todomatsu raised the mop vertically and glared. “Stop laughing.”

“Pfft...! Okay, first you told me to stop talking,” Atsushi confirmed through snorts, shoulders rocking, “now you want me to stop laughing. What do you want me to actually do, Todomatsu? Make up your mind.”

“Leave. Go home. I don’t want you in here anymore. You’re making it a billion times worse.”

“Alright, come on. This is the thing, Todomatsu,” Atsushi said, resting his elbows on the table and raising a smug eyebrow that made Todomatsu want to punch his face so badly. “It wouldn’t have been so bad if you were being casual. Just a casual joe that’s cleaning tables, mopping the floors, doing his job, basically. But wearing your brother’s tacky sunglasses while working is what made you a sight more painful than him himself.”

“It’s his fault this all happened!” Todomatsu exclaimed, spreading a hand. “You have absolutely no idea what he said to the manager, and if you did...! If you were in my shoes, you’ll live with embarrassment for the rest of your life! He told me everything! I didn’t even want to wake up the next day after what he told me!”

“You’re overreacting,” Atsushi said, taking a sip from his latte. “I’m sure it wasn’t so bad. If he was pretending to be you, he couldn’t have possibly broken character enough that he’d make you look like a painful—”

“Then the sun, that glorious sun! Oh, it was the rose’s guardian angel, sending it a spirit for life and the will to fight forward! Oh, and it would now attract all the butterflies that followed a path so similar to it’s!” Todomatsu mimicked, posing with Karamatsu’s flair and voicing the lines with the lowest his voice can drop. Dramatically.

Atsushi burst out laughing.

“H-Hey! Shut up!”

“You’re right! It’s embarrassing!” Atsushi guffawed.

“Oh, wait until then!” Todomatsu snapped, resuming his work as he cleanly ridded the spot where a baby had spilt its mother’s drink. “The time will come when the same humiliation will happen to you. Don’t think that just because you have money and riches your life will be all fine and dandy. I promise that you will find failure soon. Just you wait.”

“Ooh, scary,” Atsushi drawled. “Doesn’t help that you’re wearing his glasses though. Why are you even doing that? To hide your identity? Everyone in the Ward knows of that face belonging to a sextuplet NEET, Todomatsu. That does nothing to your case.”

“Better safe than sorry. It’s better than having my own identity out in the world. Have Karamatsu instead—he’s the one most associated with failure.” He blew a raspberry, rolling his eyes. “You’ll eat your words soon, dumbbell,” Todomatsu vowed, grabbing a water bottle from his belt and spraying the floor. “I swear to Cod, you’ll eat your words and—”

“Todomatsu Matsuno?”

Someone suddenly was in front of the employees’ door of the establishment against the wall, and both Todomatsu and Atsushi were stunned to find a beautiful girl standing there, her eyes shining like those of the universe, all planets aligned and the sun at its brightest.

She had long, wavy brown hair that touched all the way to her waist, a bangs that brushed her eyebrows before parting at the sides, overlapping her ears. She had a large bust, which grabbed their eyes, but she also had long legs that they could see through her khaki pants. A notepad peeped out of the apron of her Sutabaa work uniform.

“Todomatsu Matsuno?” the girl echoed, smiling faintly, almost relieved. “Was that you? Oh, I never thought I’d actually see you! I heard snippets of your interview the other day, and I didn’t think I would be able to see you again. Anyway, I think I need to introduce myself formally to you. My name’s Sen. And I’m gonna be a co-worker of yours for the entire month.”

Todomatsu did nothing else but look at her, cheeks reddening as the sunglasses went askew on his nose.

“I’m the Sutabaa manager from Paris, see? But still a Japanese native,” the girl—Sen, went on. “I recently decided to take a trip back to Japan so I can see how the employees do their tasks here. And I was just in time too. A made a recent notice of the lack of appeal in customer service and entertainment, but I can associate the opposite of that with the fanfaronade you put on. At least, what I just heard right now and the other day. I assume that really was your interview, wasn’t it?”

“Y...Yeah,” Todomatsu breathed.

“Great! Because I think I might be considering lifting your position off being a janitor if that was the case,” Sen told them, taking out her notepad and pen. Her fingernails were decorated with fancied stickers of the Eiffel Tower. “With your flow of words, we might be able to attract more customers to the establishment. Imagine being talked about as that cashier man with a Shakespearean dictionary in his vocabulary. Wouldn’t that spark interest?”

No. Yes? Perhaps? Todomatsu didn’t think a Karamatsu persona would’ve sparked any interest from anyone or anything? Not even an ant’s or a cockroach’s.

And yet...If this meant not being a janitor anymore...

“Of course, only if you don’t mind,” Sen said, jutting down on her notebook. “If you aren’t willing to act so in front of customers, we won’t force you too. But your gentlemanly manner when you speak might make some progress in this building when it comes to getting people to come. It’s a suggestion I’ve already spoken to your main manager about. Now I want to ask you! Are you willing to do it, Todomatsu-san?”

“E-Eh?!” Atsushi squeaked, and Todomatsu continued to stare at her.

Then he blinked beneath the sunglasses. Then his lungs refilled with air, and his imagination lit up with his proud-to-behold Todomatsu Matsuno wisdom. He smirked, transferred the mop to his other hand, using his free one to touch his hairline with two fingers. “Of course, my dear! And I’d be happy to perform more Shakespearean might you give me the opportunity to! After all, I am Todomatsu Matsuno, master of the fine art, a man of theatre through-and-through!”

“Oh!” Sen expressed (cutely to the mens’ eyes), eyebrows rising.

“EEEHHH?!! O-Oi! Todomatsu! What the hell are you doing?!” Atsushi demanded, rising slightly from his chair.

Dropping the mop, Todomatsu slid over to Sen, a finger-gun following the shape of his jaw as he grinned narcissistically. “My, what ever is the problem, Atsushi? Can you not see that I’m being as normal as I can be? I am flattered by this woman’s suggestion, and all I want is to make her feel welcome in these crowded, sorrowful Tokyo streets. You are quite a foreigner yourself, in a way, are you not, sweetheart?” He knelt down, grabbed her hand. “I apologize for the inconvenience, dear. You make my heart melt.” He kissed her hand—it was so soft. Like, so, so soft that it was impossible for something to be that soft.

She chuckled.

Atsushi sputtered.

And Todomatsu wanted to as well. Because he wanted to scream so badly and yank his soul out of his body for the stupid idea he had concocted. Because...Because...BECAUSE LOOK AT THIS! He was posing with that stupid grin of his stupid brother while wearing those stupid glasses and was talking in that stupid accent all because Karamatsu had ruined Todomatsu’s chances for work with a stupid mistake because of his stupid brain and—!

Okay, keep it together, Todomatsu. Look on the bright side. He was a janitor, he was cursed with this hex of Satan since the day Karamatsu left the womb. And this was unacceptable, more than being a baby brother that everyone looked down on! This woman...She could change that. Hell, she could turn him from a lowlife into the manager himself! If Todomatsu followed her guidelines, matched her standards, made himself the appealing man she wanted to view...Yes, this was going to be his debut as the boss of his own life!

And so what if Karamatsu was the key to that?! Karamatsu was the key to success, and no one cared for Karamatsu’s own failure! These NEETs were selfish bastards after all!

Heck, Todomatsu was that desperate! Yes! Yes! But he didn’t care, for everyday he was already dying with the thirst for change! Change in his life, change in his pathetic, why-am-I-alive existence! He had no friends—only acquaintances who would never stay longer than twenty minutes! His life was littered with five matching levels of garbage, sharing his bed and face that made him look as terrible as them! But he wasn’t! And he wasn’t going to be defined like that any freaking more!

Yes! Hell yes! This was the true form of this Todomatsu-sama, the one who will be the first of his NEETy brothers to find love alongside work! So what if he was a cursed janitor?! He was an official graduate from the status that had once colored him at the bottom of the caste system, and this woman was going to be his diploma! Hell yes, he won!

And there was even a plus. This girl was into this, and if he continued this painful persona he might have a chance to actually keep her. No more virginity for this youngest dirty monster, because he was going to be able to smash her and make her his by acting his part as the best boyfriend she could ask for! So what if she was a princess?! A lady of romance and theatrics and the arts?! She was still an unattainable woman who any of these stupid NEETs would pine for for ages! Lifetimes! A keeper to the max despite maybe bad taste in vocabulary, but that was besides the point!

Todomatsu could keep her. Hell, he can keep her. If he was this perfect cashier, he can keep her. Beat the hell out of his brothers, and become the true role model that Choromatsu and Osomatsu were far from being! All because he was a loser, therefore there was no one else he could grab! Because Iyayo and Chibimi were plastic dolls and Kinko was a woman of true culture...Because Totoko hated them like scum and Homura was in love with someone else...!

Hell yeah, there was so much he could gain, this baby demon of the Matsuno hellhole...All he needed to do now was act the part. Act the part.

What would Karamatsu say, and how can it be said for this woman’s attraction? Hm, he needed to summon his inner Karamatsu, if there even was one. Because just like the rest of his brothers, having an inner Karamatsu was like saying that they had a tree growing over their heads. It was impossible. Because having an inner Karamatsu was one of the things they as NEETs did not want to have.

But this woman. She wanted a Karamatsu.

Todomatsu smirked. Fine. For her, he’ll play the part.

“Have you always been a theatrical one, Todomatsu-san?” Sen asked, tucking a few collective strands of hair behind her ear after hiding her notebook and pen again. “Or is this a new thing after graduating?”

Hmm, how was he going to answer this? Should he be honest and tell her that the only thing he’s ever done involving theatre was dunk bird turd on someone’s script, or should he go with the Karamatsu flow and tell her that acting has always been a hobby since the day he could walk? What would this woman want to hear? Todomatsu pondered, forced his brain cells to click and tick and turn their gears...Hmm...

Then—

Todomatsu posed, raising an arm and bending another. “I had no plan!” he announced.

Sen’s mouth formed a tiny circle. Atsushi face-palmed.

“Heh, I’ve always went with the flow of my own wind, dear beautiful Sen,” Todomatsu enumerated smoothly, dropping the octaves of his voice, which wasn’t so hard. He was already gifted to have a deep voice whenever he yelled (something Choromatsu once mentioned to him, that rising, fapping loser), and so mimicking Karamatsu’s original tone wasn’t that difficult as an activity. That, and this woman had never met Karamatsu in person, so he had the safety of a thousand nets and trampolines to catch his sky-high fall.

“Theatrical arts, drama, cherry blossoms in the wind, a heart of blue.” Oh god, Todomatsu wanted to slap himself so hard, wanted to slice his tongue with a cleaver and haul it into the mouth of hell. Speaking Karamatsu was speaking the language of agony. If this was what being the childhood best friend of Karamatsu resulted in, then maybe it was better if none of that ever happened at all. “It was my mind, cured with the peacefulness of my being, that opened my existence in a fantasy worth exploring. The unknown. Skies and trees that breathe the air of purity that is being wiped from this earth. It tears my soul and rips my being into shreds.”

Atsushi snorted, turning away. That goon, Todomatsu was gonna deal with him later.

“Ooh, how poetic,” Sen commented, her hair bouncing as she tilted her head. “How did you gather your vocabulary?”

How did Karamatsu gather his vocabulary? How did Karamatsu gather his vocabulary? HOW DID KARAMATSU GATHER HIS VOCABULARY? When they were freaking kids, Karamatsu wasn’t even able to determine the differences between ‘limbs’ and ‘limbo’! How the hell did he come from that turd of an idiot into a man with a dictionary built into his throat?!

“Heh, by being myself,” Todomatsu answered painfully, trying not to reach over to wipe the sweat pooling behind his ears and running down his nape. “I’m a natural at my strengths, the best of my kind. Because I’m a loner, but at the same time I have my own hands to support me might I fall. Heh, I’m a tower of storms.”

“You definitely are. Very destructive too,” Atsushi chortled, eyes directed elsewhere but the killer’s promise of a glare on Todomatsu’s face.

“Wait a minute,” Sen said, a finger touching those beautiful lips of hers. “Todomatsu-san, have I seen you before? I thought you looked familiar and remembered that I saw someone looking like you yesterday. Were you at the park yesterday taking a swim in the river dressed in a yellow baseball uniform?”

Todomatsu flinched so hard that his soul felt like it had just poked the waves of an ocean made of lava. “No, that wasn’t me! It was a stranger, surely! I hate baseball, always have!”

“Only since today,” Atsushi muttered. Todomatsu was internally sending him two of his middle fingers which tips had holes for bullets.

“But the other day, I thought I saw you too?” Sen asked. “Wearing red this time. Playing at Pachinko? And you had a very large bruise on your face while you left the parlor crying. I assume you lost the gamble after getting into a fight?”

Shit! Damn you, Osomatsu! “Nope! Pachinko is not my turf in the slightest!” Todomatsu lied, puffing out his chest because he felt like deflating into an airless blob of rubber.

“Yet you won yesterday,” Atsushi stated quietly behind his hand.

“And also, in the mixer? I saw someone in pink looking like you leave it recently,” Sen followed up, crossing her arms. “Well, not to defy you or anything, but are you the mixer type really, Todomatsu-san? With your flair and all, your humble personality, I don’t think you need a mixer to determine your acquaintances and your friends.”

“Heh, fret not, my queen,” Todomatsu schmoozed, wanting to stab himself for each ‘heh’ he had to gag out. “This man here is still as packed with friends as a man can be.” Which was half true and half lie. Todomatsu was one with peers, but Karamatsu was a member of the trash gang. Meaning, friends were flies, and peers were the dirty streets that only cats were willing to walk because they too were stupid enough not to understand anything in life.

Sorry not sorry, Ichimatsu.

“Oh, alright then,” Sen said, then bowed. “I guess I was just thinking about your successful interview too much then.”

“Oh, it is quite fine,” Todomatsu fibbed, planting very sweaty hands against his hips. “I am alone in my features—there’s no one else like me at all. If there was, it’s probably a doppelgänger signaling death that looms over me. Therefore I am the one and only, Sen-chan. Todomatsu Matsuno.”

Atsushi turned away, shoulders shaking.

Sen chuckled. “If you say so, mister Matsuno. So, are you up for it, Todomatsu-san? Would you accept my invitation to be a cashier instead of a janitor?”

“Yes, my sweet! I am glad to oblige!” Todomatsu hollered, spreading out his arms. “I shall prepare myself for all the hi’s and hello’s I can offer to any passersby for this fine establishment! Give the word and I shall motion with the swift energy of lightning!” Smirking painfully, he posed, spreading his legs out, resting one of his elbows over his other hand, and he flicked his bangs before sending Sen a finger gun. “Like lightning. Bang.” He inched his fingertip.

Atsushi exploded into full-on laughter.

“Alright then,” Sen said, nervously cutting Atsushi a look as she slowly retreated into the staff room. “I’ll let them know, so wait here. Let me make the arrangements for you, alright?”

“Heh. You are the true Samaritan, dearest Sen,” Todomatsu gritted out with the flawless character of his brother.

Then waving, Sen closed the door behind her.

Todomatsu snapped.

“What the hell is wrong with you, you turd-hole?!” he yelled, gripping Atsushi’s dark collar and shaking him with the mercy of a madman. “Stop making me look as transparent as I already am! It’s bad enough that I need to be that stupid-as-hell brother in order to win back my pride, moron! And don’t question how I can impersonate the goon, and I too want to straight-up murder my past self for ever thinking that being friends with that painful Shittymatsu was a good idea! So shut the hell up!”

“Yo, Totty!” Atsushi called out, still smiling through the force shoving him back and forth. “Why didn’t you just tell her no? You don’t have to put up a Karamatsu everyday if you don’t want to! Be a janitor in freedom! It’s still worth it!”

“And let myself still look like an effing NEET in the process?! Not a chance!” Todomatsu fumed, releasing Atsushi and pouting, folding his arms. “You won’t understand. You have everything already. Why not just be a comrade and let me have this? I know it sucks and it hurts and it’s painful as fu—!” Pausing, he doubled over, and he vomited a waterfall of glitters onto the floor. The Karamatsu was really getting into him.

“I’m not telling you anything,” Atsushi said, shrugging casually as Todomatsu straightened up again, wiping his lips. “If you want to or not, it’s your choice. You’re the only one balancing on your own lifeline. Each choice you make affects you, and there’s no one else that can do anything about it.”

“Meh, I guess that’s true.” Finally, Todomatsu had the urge to pull Karamatsu’s sunglasses off his face to look at. Just the blue of them reflecting the light from the restaurant made him want to snap them and toss them out into the Bermuda Triangle. “Still though. If it makes me get more than what I already have, Imma be up for the challenge. Time to be Karamatsu-niisan.” He returned the shades. “I dunno how long I can pull this off—if I do at all.”

Atsushi snorted. “Wish you luck. How long you can keep this up will color me curious as well.”

~~~

One week. It was one entire week of painful dialogue and flamboyant posing. It was one week with Todomatsu being responsible for those awful sunglasses that Karamatsu had been looking for whenever they came back home after days under Akatsuka Ward’s sun. It was one week of heh’s and hm’s, and each time Todomatsu wanted to throw a fit and dump on a table the same way Ichimatsu would. He was angry, he was embarrassed, he just wanted to end his suffering with a knife to the chest or whatever lame shtick.

“You’re doing great, Todomatsu-san,” Sen would tell him, and it was kind of true. Customers did seem very satisfied with Karamatsu’s dialogue floating to their ears, and it made Todomatsu question humanity in its intelligence. It was either he was dumb or the world was dumb, and he voted for the latter due to his excessive pride. That, and he needed reassurance of something, because working as a cashier mimicking his older brother didn’t deduce the NEETiness he felt like was still sewn into his system.

He didn’t answer any questions from anyone else though. If it were Aida and Sachiko that were close by in their shifts, Todomatsu would be able to cut away the sheets of Karamatsu’s ghost long enough for him to be normal, the same Todomatsu ‘Totty’ Matsuno that the two baristas knew. As for his brothers, he was always mopey when taking orders from them if they ever came, and they always left Sutabaa with knowledge only on the purchased drink rather than the persona that broke loose with other customers. Todomatsu was glad of the stupidity of Jyushimatsu and the lack of comment from Ichimatsu.

And then...The day came.

“One strawberry latte for Nishimiya,” Sen announced, scribbling the name on a large cup with a black marker.

“Heh. Blueberry cheesecake for Shimizu,” Todomatsu added, wanting to let a large portion of glittery vomit escape his throat again. “Kindly help yourselves to table four, my dear. You wait there for the meantime—your hunger will be satisfied momentarily.” He lowered his sunglasses, winking. And when the customer smiled at him in appreciation, it was obvious she didn’t notice how much pressure Todomatsu had to put into his muscles just to make himself appear his way.

“Right, Totty, right?” Sen left the table, handing the cup to him. “I’ll be on my break now. Can I leave it to you?”

“Heh. If that may assist thy fatigue, I’d be willing to move mountains for you.” Shoot, shoot, SHOOT! Just kill him already, Akatsuka-sensei so he didn’t have to do this bullhooey anymore! But this ‘bullhooey’ seemed to deem him fine for now as Sen bobbed her head, entering himself into the opposite room as she closed her door.

The bell above the Sutabaa entrance chimed.

A sigh.

Time stopped for Todomatsu, and for a moment there was nothing he could do but transform into a frozen block of ice. But his recovery was swift, and before notice Todomatsu took off his sunglasses as a pair of leather-sleeved elbows propped themselves on the counter.

“Good morning, Todomatsu,” Karamatsu said, smiling sadly at his brother. Sadly? Why sadly? Shoot, that meant he was going to blow up into painful monologuing territory that will be sure to either end his life, or Todomatsu’s. Bullsh—“I’d just want a coffee, please. Extra sugar, maybe?” Karamatsu went on, devoid of joy.

Todomatsu gulped. “Ah, right. Wh...Why are you here, Karamatsu-niisan?” His gaze darted through the area, hoping for no familiar faces to question him and his conversation with his lookalike brother. Thank goodness the timing had Sen leaving for a while before anything else bad could happen, because Todomatsu swore to Cod, bad stuff was indeed going to happen.

“Need a little time to think, perhaps?” Karamatsu said, lowering his own blue sunglasses. It was a fun thought, Todomatsu imagined, to continuously rid Karamatsu of any of his glasses by breaking them in half or tossing them into a gorge, but a spare would always find themselves on his face the following day. Wonder how many he had tucked in their closet? His entire allowance, most likely. No wonder he has only his 10% chances of winning in pachinko.

Karamatsu continued, “Because there was this very beautiful woman, and for a while I might’ve called her mine, but...” He gripped his elbows with opposite hands, fingers sinking into his sleeves, “she rejected my confession,” he squeezed out.

Todomatsu remained unfazed. Alright. So? Todomatsu didn’t give a dang about Karamatsu’s tragic love story. “So you thought that coming here to mope would be a good idea? Why not just follow Osomatsu-niisan in Pachinko or go fishing with Choromatsu-niisan?”

“Heh. They had their own activities planned for this lonely afternoon,” Karamatsu told him, and Todomatsu felt the horror of old English penetrating through him. “And is it wrong that I wanted to spend time with my dear littlest brother? I missed days where we trekked the world solo. I guessed that maybe time with him again would lift my soul from the pits in where it has fallen into. Crammed with skeletons...O-Oh, Totty! My heart is weeping, my brother!” He extended his arms and tightened them around Todomatsu, pulling the younger man towards him before sobbing on his shoulder.

Todomatsu went rigid, praying to everyone in the skies listening not to have anyone barge in during this absolutely humiliating moment of Todomatsu’s probable fall from grace.

“And she was a delicate flower too!” Karamatsu wept, clinging to Todomatsu with all his might. Cod, the counter edge was digging into Todomatsu’s stomach...! “Beautiful and compassionate and oh! Such an ideal diamond, brother! And yet I was not anything to her!” He wailed, breathing jagged as he mashed his face onto Todomatsu’s collar, letting it absorb his misery.

“Ugh! Keep it down, Shittymatsu!” Todomatsu hissed, prepping his hands over Karamatsu’s chest in preparation to push him away. “I’m at work, for crying out loud! And what kind of idiot customer walks up to the cashier to cry? Are you that stupid?”

Thankfully preserving the need for Todomatsu to do the deed himself, Karamatsu released his younger brother, leveling Todomatsu’s gaze with confusion setting as the emotion in his tear-filled eyes. “Umm...Cashier? I thought you were a janitor?”

Oh, Cod-damn it. Todomatsu cringed. Karamatsu didn’t know yet, couldn’t know, will never ever know...! If he knew who knew what kind of shtick Todomatsu will have to put up with and what kind of life he will forever be living with regret and—!

The staff room door opened. “Totty! I think I forgot my wallet here and—” Sen paused, staring at the brothers before flinching. “Oh! Sorry! I didn’t think there was a customer! Please, carry on, sir! You...!” Her eyebrows furrowed as she trailed off, gears clicking in her head. “...look exactly like Totty. Are you brothers? And he’s got a leather jacket and...Huh?”

Karamatsu blinked, thick brows curved questioningly. “Yes, I’m his brother. And are you...? Totty, are you alright, my dear brother?”

Holy crap! Cod, crap-crap-crap! Todomatsu felt his blood run dry. “Ah, yeah! Karamatsu! Sen-chan! I, um, heh!” He suddenly grabbed Karamatsu’s wrist and dragged him off, not waiting for anything else as he led Karamatsu out the Sutabaa door and outside the building to its side. Behind a wall, where no one sale might see them. Might. Because no one important was going to need glancing at a pair of brothers that looked closest to being members of slavery in the caste system.

Which they were, mind you. But not Todomatsu, if Karamatsu decided not to screw things up.

“Huh? Todomatsu, what’s going on?” Karamatsu asked as Todomatsu parted his grip on Karamatsu, massaging his temper and tingling veins for tranquility that didn’t want to come.

“Look. I can explain some other time, but for now, just effing follow my lead, got it, niisan?” Todomatsu ordered lowly, cautious for stares. Sen, the manager, Aida, Sachiko, or any of their foolish brothers. “I am the cool one, you’re the same loser as you always were. Picture yourself when you were eighteen, or just think about your heartbreak. You’re a goner from life. And you have no idea how to speak with your normal, flashy speech patterns.”

Karamatsu was nothing but confused. “Eh?”

Scoffing irritably, Todomatsu snatched the glasses from Karamatsu’s face and put them on himself, then proceeded to take off Karamatsu’s leather jacket from his brother’s body. That stupid shirt had the painful man’s face on it...! Alright, he can find a way around that. All he needed to do was be creative. Karamatsu was already an actor of some sort, so there was no need to...! Bah! Freaking heck with it! Making up stories was never difficult when you grew up as a liar!

Todomatsu flipped the leather jacket over his own shoulders and lifted his chin at Karamatsu.

“Todomatsu?” Sen called out. “Are you two over here?”

Just in time. Todomatsu elbowed Karamatsu’s gut, and after a grunt from him, Todomatsu said, “Follow. My. Lead. Or I’m going to burn all of your clothes before you even blink again.”

“Eh? Uh, ‘kay,” Karamatsu hesitantly agreed.

“Totty? Ah, there you two are.” Sen made herself visible as she stepped out of the corner turn. And being able to now see them openly, she stopped walking, for good reason. “Um, is this a bad time?”

“No, not at all,” Todomatsu said, speaking with an impression of his brother as he tried to wave a hand with dismissal. Cod, he could already smell the cologne. “It’s my brother here. It’s not much, but I find it quite unruly of him to root through my clothing without my permission. I’m just trying to set him straight for it again. Apologies, Sen-chan.”

“Eh?!” Karamatsu half-gasped, only faltering when he saw the stiletto aimed at him in Todomatsu’s glare. “Ah, yeah, sorry about that,” he said lightly, timidly. “I was, uh...Going through a phase? I wanted to be, uh, like him.” He pointed at Todomatsu limitedly. Todomatsu jerked his head slightly. Doing great, you lame actor. Karamatsu-niisan.

“Ah, I don’t think I should be here then,” Sen amended, backing away from them with a light flush and an apologetic smile. “If this is something personal, the last thing I want to do is walk in on your talk.”

“Heh, we’re fine, my dear. Kindly decrease your pressure on our situation,” Todomatsu soothed in a baritone, Karamatsu’s jaw lowering beside him as his eyes dilated. “We will report back to the main cafe shortly. My brother here, must only receive a brief scolding. We will be fine, such as we always can be. Right, my dear brother Karamatsu?”

Karamatsu sniffed, taking his palms to the corners of his eyes. “Cod, you’ve adapted so much...!” he sniveled proudly, and defeatedly, to Sen’s ears. “I’m so proud of you, Totty!”

Todomatsu felt a vein bob under his skin. When they were alone, he was going to kill this man.

But for the meantime, he said, “Oh, do not weep, brother! Forgiveness is always a virtue in our bloodline! I will not hold your prejudices against you! Instead, come into my arms as I will blanket you with comfort that will leave you spellbound in my affection!” And as much as he didn’t want to do it, Todomatsu spread out his arms, which were immediately touching not the air anymore but Karamatsu as he threw himself against Todomatsu’s chest.

“You sound like me! I’m so happy!” Karamatsu cried, though gratefully softly enough for Sen not to hear.

“Can it, niisan,” Todomatsu hissed in reply. “If you mess up the act none of us will be able to walk this earth again without regret dragging our ankles. Just continue being this emotional and we’ll be fine. Make me look cool here.”

“Okay, brother. I...Wait...If you’re acting like me and telling me to make you look cool...” Karamatsu hiccuped. “Does that mean you think I’m cool?” he sobbed out desperately.

Todomatsu choked, his entire body warming as his face fell red. “N-No! You’re not cool! There’s a reason for all of this and I—!”

“I’ll just leave now,” Sen said, wagging her hand as her shoes planted themselves on the ground behind her. “You two sort yourselves out. I’ll be glad to cover you for a bit, Totty, if you need time to settle things out.”

“Your heart truly was mantled from Hephaestus’s golden chamber,” Todomatsu rasped, his body and mind matted with sequins on wounds.

Karamatsu buried his head in deeper, squeezing Todomatsu tighter as Sen dipped her head and vanished from sight. Only then did Todomatsu grind his teeth together and shove Karamatsu off him, making the older man stumble back and catch himself by a pillar, blinking wetly at Todomatsu.

“Okay, enough,” Todomatsu said tersely, eyelids weighing down unamused as his arms interlaced parallel to his torso. “Karamatsu-niisan, can you please not tell anyone of this, ever? I’m gonna tell you everything, but swear to me that all this is to be kept between us. If anything comes out, your head will be what our brothers will see at the dinner table later tonight.”

“Of course! If there’s a secret, I promise of sealed lips that I would take with me to my tombstone!” Karamatsu vowed, a fist connecting to his left breast. “Reveal all you need to, my brother! I await your words.”

“Cod, that’s so painful,” Todomatsu wheezed, then cleared his throat afterwards, lowering the sunglasses for solid eye contact. “I was given the chance to become a cashier because they thought I was you. Or at least, you were me, but I think you might have an idea. They really liked your speaking patterns from the interview, and wanted that to be the first thing that customers heard when entering Sutabaa. So assuming I was you, and wanting to rise from a crappy janitor, I pretended to be you so that I can achieve that higher position. It’s my rise in the caste system, honestly. It’s all I ever wanted.”

“T...Totty...” Karamatsu breathed.

“Iya-ya, it’s not much,” Todomatsu promised, gesturing for emphasis. “But I thought it was the only shot I got. I understood you enough that it wasn’t really hard to be like you, so that was the least of my problems. But of course, it was painful as hell, since the entire week had me trying to be someone I’m not. I guess I...I...” Then the realization, for the first time, hit him, and he wrinkled the leather jacket in his hands, smacked it to the ground, and turned to walk away.

But then there was a hand clamping around his wrist, and Karamatsu had stopped Todomatsu from going any further with his promising hold. “Oi. You aren’t going without finishing that sentence, Todomatsu,” he said sternly.

“They like you more than me,” Todomatsu spat out brokenly.

Karamatsu’s reply was his muteness.

“Think about it, niisan. If it were just you trying to be me before, it would’ve landed me as nothing but a plain old janitor if nothing at all,” Todomatsu blabbered, a finger pushing up the shades as he averted his gaze to his feet. “But when you broke into you, I got the chance of being a cashier again. And now the only reason I’m keeping the job is because I’ve been trying to be you. If I were being me, what would I even be contributing to society? Nothing. Maybe that’s why I lost the job in the first place.”

Karamatsu was still holding him firmly.

“Never mind. I’m babbling nonsense you won’t understand. Sorry, Karamatsu-niisan.” Todomatsu used his free hand to rescue his eyes from the blue lenses that were casting his surroundings in aqua. Then he took Karamatsu’s other hand and pressed their surface on them, securing his fake identity with its true owner once again. “I’ll just return to work now. Pretend that you finally won over me so that they don’t ask why I’m me instead of you.”

“Totty.”

Todomatsu exhaled softly. “Hm?”

“Is that why my glasses have been disappearing all week?”

“...yes.”

“So I guess...It’s best you have your own pair, right?” Karamatsu chuckled, handing back his sunglasses. “You still need to pretend to be me, right? And I still need to pretend to be someone else?”

Todomatsu inclined his head, surprise painting him. “Eh? What do you mean? I’m giving you back your identity, you dimwit, trying to live with mine. Are you so agreeing that it’s better I fake myself instead? Is that how much I suck to you?”

“Far, Todomatsu,” Karamatsu stated steadily. “It’s because I learned before that you can learn when you pretend to be someone else. By being in someone else’s shoes, you come to realize how much there is to love about yourself. Is that not true? Is my painful personality not something you cannot stand? It is, and that’s why you even think of yourself as better than me. The last thing I want is you to think of yourself so lowly because of my accomplishments.

“Todomatsu, you were sick the day I came to the interview as you. But remember, that was the second interview. Sutabaa managed to accept you once, and was willing to do so again after you dropped out when we humiliated you. If they had seen you for who you truly were, then I’m certain that they would still be ready to welcome you again as the real Todomatsu Matsuno as you are.”

“Then...Why did you want to give me these...?” Todomatsu gasped out, trailing his thumbs over the dark blue lenses of the shades.

“I wanted to teach you that lesson,” Karamatsu said, shrugging casually with a small smirk. “But I just explained the mechanics in my agenda, so there’s no use for that now. I think it’s best you just return to Sutabaa again as yourself instead of a clone of me. Because, brother. You’re surprisingly good at it.”

“Gee, thanks,” Todomatsu said, his heart finally softening free from whatever claws had once gripped it. “I’m sorry I threw your jacket like that.”

“There’s always the laundry. Don’t worry about that.” Karamatsu laughed. “Come now, brother. I still have my coffee in the waiting, do I not? Please treat your brother to something to warm his insides from the Antarctica waters in which it has drowned.”

“Ugh, fine,” Todomatsu said, but not harshly, before looking down at the shades. “Are these really mine now though? I think they match your face better than mine. And I think they will miss you if they were gone.” Grinning, he hung the sunglasses from Karamatsu’s top, then stood back with satisfaction, hands pressed to his waist.

“Heh. Thank you, Todomatsu,” Karamatsu said, chuckling.

Then together, they went back to the entrance of Sutabaa, opening the door as Todomatsu cried out, “Sen-chan! We’re back! And we have a coffee pending for—!”

“Oh hey, you two!” Osomatsu greeted, hands in the pocket of his hoodie as he stood in front of the counter, Sen at the other side. “I was actually gonna ask where you were, Karamatsu! I heard you were working here in Sutabaa and I was curious to know if it was true!”

Todomatsu and Karamatsu gaped in unison. “Eh?!”

“But I guess I was wrong,” Osomatsu said, rubbing his nose with a finger. “Totty’s wearing the uniform. Now you make me wanna ask about the rumors: why was I hearing of a Sutabaa cashier who uses Karamatsu slang every time he gets an order? I didn’t wanna believe it, and I still don’t, but maybe I should be realizing that since it’s both of you involved! Of course Totty would have the best impersonation other than Jyushimatsu—you two were besties as kids, right? So it’s safe to say that you were looking up to Karamatsu for a while, Totty!” Osomatsu laughed.

Todomatsu’s stomach coiled. “B-But—!”

“Is that true, Todomatsu-san?” Sen asked, frowning a little.

“It’s gotta be, right?” Osomatsu continued. “Totty would do anything to get what he wants. If being a ‘Karamatsu’ would help him in his salary, then he’d do it. Just like he’d lie to other Sutabaa employees that he was from a university so big when all he was was a NEET. It’s simple—he’s a demon for a reason.”

“Wait,” Sen said, frown deepening. “Does this mean that it wasn’t Todomatsu at the interview? But Karamatsu?”

“Hah? Totty never went to any interview,” Osomatsu exposed obliviously, unaware of the jaws on the floor from the two brothers standing next to him. “Ha-ha! Sen-chan, right? You’re making me laugh here! Don’t tell me you mistook Karamatsu for Totty! I mean, I might, but they’re brothers, so identity thief shenanigans is a thing and so cheating is not hard!”

Sen stared. So did Karamatsu. Todomatsu felt his entire body burn into ashes.

~~~

Todomatsu’s butt slammed on the sidewalk from the force of the hands that had previously shoved him out of the building.

Karamatsu immediately went to his side. “Totty! Wh-What did they tell you, my brother?”

Todomatsu clicked his tongue. “I got fired.”

Karamatsu’s face fell.

“Welp, all in a day’s work, right?” Osomatsu said, spinning his heels and going ahead. “Hey, I won a bit in pachinko, by the way. Wanna try using that in some of the races? We might get half as much if I use my detective brain again to read between the lines!” He laughed. “Just like I did with you two idiots.”

Todomatsu ground his teeth. He really was surrounded by demons.

#osomatsu san #osomatsu-san #fanfic #bits of my brothers #zaimokumatsu #zaimoku #karamatsu matsuno #karamatsu #todomatsu matsuno #todomatsu #osomatsu matsuno #osomatsu #atsushi #hope ya’ll like it xD

[100billionwon]

Incorrect creative process 101

It is worth to take into account that all these events really didn't happened during the creative process of making All Over Again album.

Hansol, looking through his lyric book : Hm, what is love?

Joel, kicks the door : Baby don't hurt me

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Jinwoo : Hey, I know we talked about a lot of stuff during the creative process, especially now, but don't you think it's a little bit Discussting lately?

Jooyoung : You know I wouldn't mind buying Taewon a new guitar if it means hitting you with it.

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Taewon, to Jinwoo : Hyung, I didn't ask you to put on that horse mask just for you to horse around

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100Billions after finishing their 3rd song

Jinwoo : Alright, we need a break. I'm heading out. Anyone want to buy anything?

Hansol : My sleeping time

Joel : My identity back

Jooyoung : Him being back in my arms

Taewon : Uhhh ... Apple juice?

Jinwoo : Apple juice it is.

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Taewon : Hyung, I'm worried

Joel : Why?

Taewon : What if this album won't work out?

Joel : It will. I know the galaxies will love it. We will work hard for them

Taewon : If they don't, I'm going to resort to theft

Joel : *silently scooching away*

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In the bathroom during a break

Hansol, looking at the mirror : Wow, I look pretty

Jooyoung, next to him : Pretty tired...

Both : *high five each other*

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Jinwoo : Someone's gonna die

Jooyoung : *slaps a smile emoji sticker on Jinwoo's cheek* OF FUN

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Joel : I'm not mad. I just want to know who spilled their drink on my notebook?

(Two posible scenario)

Taewon : I did... I'm so sorry. I didn't see the drink and your notebook || Joel : Oh. That's fine. I could just wait until this page is all dry and it'll be good as new!

Hansol : I did it || Joel : You piece of shit

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Hansol : If we were to take a shot everytime we cringe at the teaser making, how screwed are you?

Jooyoung : A bit tipsy

Joel : Honestly I'll black out

Jinwoo : Dead

Taewon : Hyung, I can't drink...

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Taewon : If we flop, can I resort to murder?

Jinwoo : *looking at album making process, nervously sweating* We're doing great. Don't worry.

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Taewon : *walks out wearing a suit* hyung, how do I look?

Joel : *In teary eyes, taking photos* you're doing great sweetie

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Hansol, driving a car : Hey, isn't that Taewon? We're done producing already and we don't need to come.

Jinwoo : Let's bring him together with us for food.

Hansol : Good idea

Hansol, calls out : Hey Taewon!

Taewon : *looks up* God?

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Hansol : I'm cute and handsome. I know. But I won't hestitate to go feral and hit you with my do re mi fa sol.

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Jooyoung : She was poetry but he couldn't read

Jinwoo : He's Jared and he's 19

Taewon : When his parents built a strange machine

Hansol : Watch that scene diggin the dancing queen

Joel : Ayy Macarena

Joooyoung : Horrible work everyone.

#luvkoc #mochikocnet #shinobikocnet #kocsociety #kumokocnet #100B.shitpost #incorrect 100Billions #hell yeah moving on before the next teaser

[the-music-keeper]

Objective #12 is done! Yawsameen and I went shopping together, which made the trip fun, and we were supposed to get lots of things to help with teaching lessons. Here's my bag and what it contains:

1. Plain white paper. (All I know for right now is that I'm going to have the student trace his hands on one of the sheets. I'm not sure what else I'm going to use it for at this time.)

2. Score paper. (I'm gonna use this for theory work! I'm definitely hoping to have my student learning scales by the end of the semester, so I'll probably have him write them out first. Also, I really want to get him composing by the time lessons end.)

3. Colored pencils. (I didn't buy these today, actually -- I had these already. Sharing is caring!)

4. Markers. (I got colors different from the standard ten-pack. Standard's boring sometimes.)

5. A notebook. (I got a blue one because I don't know my student's favorite color, but I know he's a boy, so I played it safe.)

6. Stickers! (I got funny faces I can give the student if he behaves really well and stars to put in his book when he completes a piece.)

7. Gershwin the giraffe. (A stuffed animal was on the suggested items list, okay?? I have no idea what to do with him yet.)

I have a little extra time to figure out how to use these items because my student had a conflict the first day we were supposed to start, so we'll see what I come up with!

#amy rambles #amy's to do list #amy's photos #pedagogy #jmu school of music #music major #okay not gonna lie gershwin was kind of fun for me to pick out #yawsameen was looking for an alligator and i just wanted something that would be appropriate for a boy #cause i'm all for subverting the gender stereotypes but not when it's someone else's kid i'm dealing with #anyway it took forever to find one i thought was okay #and gershwin was the first composer name that started with a g that i could think of #yawsameen pointed out that gershwin is a pretty common household name #i said i liked gershwin cause it's fun to say #but i think if someone asks we'll go with yawsameen's more professional reasoning