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#and i just bought junya's first one...
asknarashikari · 1 year
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WHAT?!
IS HE RECORDING SABER STUFF AGAIN?!
WILL I SEE THE RETURN OF MY LIGHTNING HEDGEHOG SWORDSMAN ONCE MORE?!
AAAAAAAH @iristial
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lebomboniere06 · 1 year
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Eiji Akaso's memorable line from Takashi is, "Making tanka means: .......
He talks about his thoughts and feelings about his performance up to this point. And what is the highlight of the last part of the novel?
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Maiagare! Climax interview with Eiji Akaso as Takashi Umezu
--Please tell us about your thoughts and feelings after having played the role of Takashi up to this point.
Akaso: I am sad to leave Takashi. I enjoy playing him every time. I played the same role for a year in "Kamen Rider Build" (TV Asahi) before, but this is the first time for me to play a role that goes from my teenage years to my 20s and 30s, as the years go by. I have a strong sense that I am walking through Takashi's life with him.
I have a strong sense that I am walking along with Takashi's life.
I have been approached by more and more people on the street, and each time I hear this, I renew my determination to play the role of Takashi carefully. Also, as is the case when I play other roles, when I play the life of someone completely different from myself, I feel as if, depending on one choice, my life could have turned out this way. It is as if a new part of me is opening up to me.
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I'm also sad to be leaving Maiagare! Mai and Kurumi (Mizuki Yamashita) were really warm and I enjoyed working with them on "Maiagare! I enjoyed working with Mai and Kurumi (Mizuki Yamashita).
Childhood friends. Memories of the three of us together can be found at ......
We bought a hat from Goto together and Mai (Fukuhara Haruka)gave me a parka as a present. We promised to wear it to the set, but Kurumi was the only one who wore it (laugh).I like the atmosphere between the three of them, laughing and saying, "That's how it is with childhood friends.
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--Do you feel that you have grown up after working on a "morning drama"?
I don't know if I have grown, but I have become more aware of how to play older roles. If I change the texture of my voice, it might sound too contrived, so I try to maintain a calm atmosphere and posture without changing the quality of my voice. In order to appear solid and calm, it is necessary to weigh down the center of gravity. I have increased my weight by drinking protein on a daily basis (laughs).
Above all, I realized anew the importance of communication. I often talk with Mai (Haruka Fukuhara)and the director to clear my doubts and share our thoughts with each other. It is wonderful to have an environment where it is easy to talk like that. One scene that left a particularly strong impression on me was when Mr. HoJoh (Junya Kawashima) lectured me while drunk. I was able to try out a lot of different acting styles, and he made sure to give me time to do so. I really appreciated it.
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--The relationship between Takashi and Mai, who support each other, is wonderful.
Yes, it is. What I find attractive about Mai, playing the role of Takashi, is her strength to take one step at a time on her own. I think Takashi wants Mai to continue to be herself even after marriage.
They have their own jobs and different paths, but they are a wonderful couple who follow each other's footsteps with just the right sense of distance. They don't quarrel at all, and I think they are both meticulous and have a good rhythm in their lives. Takashi seems to close the toilet lid properly, and I don't think he ever leaves his socks off (laughs).
--(laughs) - I feel that Takashi is also growing up by facing tanka poetry.
Having Yagi-san's constant support has become a major point in Takashi's life. And as he interacted with Asahi-kun, Dai-chan, and Hina-chan, he also discovered the joy of teaching. He likes to express his feelings, but I guess he also likes to interact with others and do something.
Many of the scenes with children are very memorable. In particular, when he told Dai-chan and Hina-chan, who were struggling with their tanka homework, "To write tanka poems is to be proud that you are here, different from everyone else! I'm different from anyone else here! I had never heard him express why he composes tanka poems, so this was a scene that gave me a glimpse of the core of Takashi.
I was also struck by Takashi's comment to Hina-chan, who says that she can get by with just saying "yabai," "kawaii," or "creepy" to match everyone else, that "there are a lot of words, but you have to find the word that best fits your feelings. The way we use words can drastically change the way we relate to each other. Among the many words available to us, we need to find the words that best fit our feelings and express them. It made me think again about the importance of using Japanese carefully.
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--Lastly, please tell us about the highlights of Takashi's future.
As well as being a poet, there are events that will affect Takashi's life in the future. Through these events, Takashi's life will become even more expansive, as he will be able to see what he wants to do.
This is also the first time for me to play the role of a father. I am happy to be able to experience something I have never done before in a "morning drama. I hope you will watch over Mai-chan and Takashi until the end.
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yuujispinkhair · 2 years
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I hope your day gets better!! yuuji would def give you a hug in reassurance, smiling and telling you to keep going <3
Thank you so much for this sweet message 😭💗💗 aww yes he’d be so sweet 😭💗 Yuu is really the first one I think of when things are too much. I just know that he gives the best hugs!! He’s so loving and affectionate! 😭😭 And everything is better when you are wrapped in those strong arms and your head is resting on Yuuji’s chest and you can hear his heartbeat and feel his warmth and inhale his scent 😭💗 And his sweet voice is so reassuring and aaahhh 😭💗
omg I am going to listen to Yuuji’s VA on that boyfriend app now!!! That’s always so sweet 😭😭 I highly recommend it to every Yuuji lover!! It’s called Situation Boyfriend alarm and one of the guys is voiced by Junya Enoki and he plays the sweet and loving boyfriend 😭 it’s perfect!! I bought some of the spicier voice packs too where he says some suggestive stuff 💗💗
Thank you so much for sending me this sweet ask 💗💗💗
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trashexplorer · 3 years
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BLCD Review: Sahara no Kurowashi 2
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Title: Sahara no Kurowashi 2: side Alklil (サハラの黒鷲 2 side アルキル)
Release Date: 2020/10/14
Author/Artist: Soutome Emu
Cast:
Satou Takuya x Kumagai Kentarou
Nakajima Yoshiki
Enoki Junya
Yamashita Seiichirou
Kijima Ryuuichi
Kawamura Rie
Kobayashi Chiaki
Synospsi: Adaptation of the second volume of the series.
Review Proper
If I had to sum up my experience listening to this BLCD in one word, it would be pandemonium.
I’ve had the CD for a while and I was planning to listen to it immediately after Lala no Kekkon (which was a big fucking mistake because I was supposed to listen to Shangri-la no Tori first), but something just urged me to buy read the manga along with it. Now, Sahara is licensed and has an official English translation up in Renta! for both the first and second volume, so I thought about renting it. However, a part of me was also debating on just buying the raw from ebookjapan because I also wanted it to become a learning experience, so I was hovering back and forth between tabs before I finally decided to buy the Japanese raws in the end... OF WHAT TURNED OUT TO BE THE FUCKING FIRST VOLUME!!! 
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Long story short, I bought two volumes last night. 👏👏👏
If that wasn’t enough, this shit turned out to be so fucking fantastic that my room was a mess in the aftermath. The number of splits I’ve done last night— First of all, excuse you, Shamojako??? Listen, Sahara no Kurowashi 1 did have a decent plot, but it was without a doubt porn, but 2 was the complete opposite??? Don’t get me wrong, Alkil and Loki were fucking throughout the BLCD (sometimes they’d even fuck twice in one track), but the plot was so good standalone! As I’ve said in my review for Cupid ni Rakurai 2, sequels only go three ways: fluffy gays ultra (Gelateria Supernova), misunderstandings/insecurities featuring third party appearances (KD), or extreme undeserved pain (NBN). I’m pleased to tell you that side Alkil had none of those!!! It makes me so happy. 😭😭😭 It just had the right amount of story, smut, and my god, IT HAD GREAT FUCKING CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT!!! I can’t even stress it enough! I love this. I fucking love this.  😭😭😭
As for the *fans myself* voice work...
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OH MY GOD!!! OH MY GOD!!! OH MY GOD!!! I WASN’T READY!!!
IT WAS SO FUCKING WILD, YOU GUYS!!! YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND!!! I honestly wasn’t that into the voice acting in the first volume, but when I say SatoTaku and KumaKen stepped it up in two, I MEAN THEY FUCKING STEPPED IT UP!!! THE VOICE ACTING WAS IMMACULATE!!! Fifth Avenue was right on the money casting these two as leads! Where do I even begin??? 
Part of the reason why I didn’t like first volume that much was because KumaKen’s Loki was too rough and sometimes a bit too loud that it displeases my ears. Granted, things were bad for Kurowashi in the first volume, so I get that he needed to sound rough, but KumaKen sounded so strained at times. THIS WASN’T AT ALL THERE IN THE SECOND VOLUME BECAUSE HIS LOKI WAS SOFTER!!! There were still some instances where KumaKen roughs it up (esp when Loki’s mad), but unlike in the first volume where he projects his anger in a big explosive manner, he does it faster and sharper. It’s crazy because it also low-key (she made a pun!) looks like a sign of maturity on Loki’s part! AND IF THAT WASN’T ENOUGH, KUMAKEN BLESS HIS HEART, SOUNDS LIKE HE’S GONE ON THE SAITOU SOUMA WORKSHOP BECAUSE THIS MOTHERFUCKER ALSO IMPROVED IN BOTTOMING WTF!!!
YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND!!! His adlibs were out of this world!!! THIS FOOL SAID “KOKO NI IRERO/PUT IT IN HERE” AND I FUCKING FLATLINED!!! There was also this hot ass scene in the first chapter where Alkil’s old idk boytoy? Rou who was obsessed with Alkil’s holy juices came knocking on Alkil and Loki’s door to see Alkil after they just did the doo-doo; but since Alkil wasn’t there, Rou gets pissy, so Loki scoops up Alkil’s holy juices on his nipple and—
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ORETACHI NO AJI UMAKATTA KA??? HE SAYS!!! SIIIIISSSSSSS!!! I WAS FUCKING DESTROYED!!! The aggressive flailing and convulsions I did!!! This scene also made me choke on my retainers causing me to knock down the standing fan beside me breaking it. My mom came in to see what happened and whopped my ass. 😂 Also, I stan Loki. As I’ve said in my review for the first volume, he has a backbone and is as independent as can be. He also knows how to communicate!!! This is definitely one of the reasons why Shamojako couldn’t go the second route of sequels because there are no misunderstandings between them!!! He definitely reminds me of Gian Carlo Bourbon Del Monte and is a motherfucking HOESASSIN. YA JUST GOTTA STAN THE CHAOTIC BAD BITCH ENERGY!!! And I’m sorry, but I hope KumaKen bids his previous career/reputation goodbye because we have a new queen in town and his first role is Kurowashi!!! Cast him in more roles like this, yaoi gods!!!
Moving on to Satou Takuya—WELCOME BACK HOME TO ME, SADADDY!!! Oh my goodness. It’s been such a long while since I’ve heard SatoTaku in a good top role. His performance in Hadakeru Kaibutsu was great, but the plot wasn’t. 😂 Damn, his Alkil here reminds me of Okitsu’s Marlene—and that’s saying a lot because again, Kurowashi 1 was plain porn while Coyote is art. Speaking of Coyote, the dynamic of the relationship between Kurowashi and Alkil here is reminiscent of Coyote! Damn, Shamojako, you had this in you all the while?! I just loved how we get to see Alkil’s bomb ass back story here and how his character becomes a totally lovestruck puppy boy but still a freak in the goddamn sheets. 😂 Alkil also learns how to communicate properly with Loki later on, so it makes their relationship so much healthier than the rest! Ugh. I love it. I love it! 
The rest of the cast also did amazing. It came as a surprise to me when I found out that Nakajima Yoshiki was voicing Ven. At first, I really didn’t know who it was because his voice sounded so much like SatoTaku which added to the believability of their sibling performance. I loved Nakajima Yoshiki here because he portrayed little lost Ven so well! Ngl, I was looking for someone to ship him with, but there wasn’t anyone else on the market since Tol has Ingle. But of course, there was also a part of me who shipped Ven with Loki sksksks. 
UGGGGGHHHHHH I LOVE IT SO MUCH. 😭😭😭 I admittedly didn’t have a lot of expectations for this, but it delivered more than I could have even hope. I’m so mad that this wasn’t nominated for anything!!! KumaKen’s performance as Kurowashi alone should be enough to get him in the top 10!!! I can’t believe I’m saying this, but this might just be my favorite BLCD of the year. I’m so sorry, Okitsu and Saitou Souma!!! From the plot itself to the execution, voice work, and chemistry, this BLCD aced in all fronts!!! I would definitely x100 recommend reading and listening to this! I mean, what the heck are y’all still doing here, read/listen to it now! There are some added dialogue and cut outs here and there, but nothing really major, so GO AND BE BLESSED! 
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viandnyl · 2 years
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#002-Don Malik
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Don Malik Rapper
Based in Korea
Genre:Rap/Hip-hop
Instagram:@itsrumalik
Q:How did you first start doing music? (For example: what made you fall in love with music, how did you start working with music)
I have a sister who’s older than me. She had a MP3 player when I was little. There were Drunken Tiger, Dynamic Duo 은지원, Epik High and many other artists and as I remember that was the first time that I heard the hip hop music. And at that time I started writing some lyrics on a notebook which it was terrible thinking now. But still I keep some of those notebooks
Q:Which of your songs do you recommend the most? (a song that represents you as an artist) and please explain the reason why you chose it.
I recommend listening the whole album first.Then you’re gonna find the track of your taste.
Q:Please tell us about your latest single (or album).
‘Paid in Seoul’ is collage of my perspection who born , grow, live in seoul I wanted show what living in Seoul is like. Fast life, struggle, job, career, burned out, aggression, depression, anxiousness, etc.
Q:What is important to you when making music?
My interest. Amusement is my first priority.
Q:What kind of music are you creating right now? (For example; a current source of inspiration, a certain sound you are into, or some other specific example)
I can’t tell you as for now, but it would be dope anyway.
Q:Tell us about your next music release or other upcoming activities you have planned.
don’t have exact plan but im working on it.
Q:Do you have another job besides working with music?
I used to have part time jobs and rap lessons.
Q:What is the story behind your artist name?
I received infant baptism and it’s from my baptismal name, Don vosco.
Q:What is something that makes you feel glad that you are working with music? When music comes out well I’m really glad that I make them and they are actually things of my own.
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Q:How were you as a child?
Mischief.
Q:What is something about you that hasn't changed since you were a kid?
When I was a kid I always asked why, and that made me shown like a mischief. And I still do.
Q:If you could give any advice to your younger self, what would that be?
You are gonna be ok.
Q:What are your hobbies?
Workout at gym, watching anime.
Q:Something you have been really into recently? (For example: a game, a type of food or dessert, a show on Netflix. Please share a specific example)
The Netflix show ‘Arcane’ is well-made.
Q:Do you think that you have changed in some way recently? And if so, how?
Stabled, making senses, handled. They said practice make perfect so I practicing myself right now
Q:What is the best news you’ve had recently?
I’ve got rare shoes what wanted to get, Reebok x Vetments fury modified in blue color.
Q:What is something you bought recently that you really like?
Besides the shoes that I mentioned, Margiela jacket, Junya Watanabe jeans.
Q:What is a fashion brand do you currently like?
Besides the ones I mentioned, Nike, Supreme, Kapital, Needles, Our Legacy, Greg Lauren, A.P.C, Martin rose.
Q:What is something that has caught your interest recently, and why? (For example: NFTs, an election, Climate change, or some other general topic that you have been interested in recently)
Healthy lifestyle in overall, something like how to stay healthy, diet hacks, workout.
Q:Any social issues you have been paying extra attention to lately?
I really don’t know how the world is going on right now.
Q:What do you think is important when it comes to communication?
Rational understanding of each other
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Q:Tell us something good about your country.
Everything is fast. You can order the everything in a second, and they are delivered faster than you might ever imagine. It’s amazing.
Q:What do you think is important when it comes to communication?
Rational understanding of each other
Q:What do you do to relieve frustration or stress?
I just get some sleep. It works.
Q:What is music to you?
Love and Good income.
Q:Any music or other art that has had an influence on you.
Anime and manga really influence me a lot.
Q:Who is a person who has influenced you?
Everyone who I met.
Q:What was the first song/album (and from which artist) you bought, and why did you buy it?
Verbal jint - 누명
It is Korean hiphop classic album so I think I was trying to learn what dope music is.
Q:Any artists that have caught your interest recently, or any artist in particular you are feeling respect for at the moment?
I’m big on Isaiah Rashad these days.
Q:In what kind of environment and with what equipment do you make your music? (For example a guitar in a park, in a studio using an AKAI MPC2000 etc)
MacBook neumann tlm 102 in studio
Q:What do you think you would be doing if you didn’t work with music?
Well, I don’t want to imagine my life without music but if I were to do something else, it must have been doing something creative perhaps
Q:What is your dream?
Staying good.
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*This interview was conducted on VI/NYL #002, which published on Dec.30th, 2021. 
*All photos are courtesy of the artists.
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amyfevernight · 4 years
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Ed-Sona 5: An Ed is Born
decided to do an ed-sona of my favorite episode, “An Ed is Born”. Very long, seven pages.
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[Sojiro is crawling along the sidewalk, sniffing as he goes. He crawls over Mishima.] Mishima: "Hiya, Sojiro! What'cha doing there, guy?" Sojiro: "Silence! I must brood." [Sojiro follows the trail to Kamoshida's house, which he enters, still crawling. He comes to the basement steps and falls down them. He looks through a keyhole into Kamoshida's room. Inside, Kamoshida has his bathtub filled with water and Morgana wearing a diving mask is floating in it.] Madarame: [worried] "Kamoshida, this is so wrong! Sojiro's sure to discover his cat is missing!" [Sojiro enters.] Kamoshida: [to Morgana while he holds a hula hoop] "Here we go! Jump! You there, upsy-daisy!" [Sojiro sees Kamoshida with Morgana and gets mad.] Kamoshida: "Uhh...I think you have to go home now..." Madarame: "Please excuse Kamoshida, he meant-" Sojiro: [motioning for Madarame to stop, then, pleasantly] "Let me understand this. I suppose disgracing me is okay to you, Suguru-boy. Walking off with my cat like a fine howdy-do?" Kamoshida: "It was his idea, Sojiro. As he wanted to be the best cat he could be! Bless his cute little face." [Kamoshida suddenly notices Junya outside of his window, pushing a crate.] Sojiro: "Is that so, Suguru-boy?" [angry] YOU HAVE SQUEEZED AN ORANGE RIND IN THE EYE OF SOJIRO! RETURN THE CAT, OR I WILL-" [Sojiro gets hit by a crate flying down the stairs. The impact sends Sojiro flying out the basement window.] Kamoshida: "That concludes our lessons for today! Ta Ta! Same time tomorrow!" [Morgana exits by virtue of a ski pole leading to a window.] Junya: [coming down the stairs] "Hey guys, look at what my brother sent me! That big lug." Madarame: "Your brother sent you this?" Kamoshida: "I think his brother sent it to him, Madarame." Junya: "Check it out! I bet it's a car or something." Madarame: [reading the crate's label] "Why, this seems to be addressed to a 'Pipsqueak,' Junya. A pet name for his baby brother, I assume?" [Kamoshida and Madarame giggle.] Junya: "Yeah, so? That means head honcho in our house. Why else would he send me the key to a new truck?" [Junya holds up a pacifier. Kamoshida and Madarame laugh.] Junya: [realizing] "This is baby stuff! What's he think I am, a two year old?!" [He pulls out a rattle and shakes it.] Kamoshida: "Cool." [Junya chucks the rattle offscreen. Kamoshida runs after it.] Junya: [turning to the chuckling Madarame] "What are you lookin' at?" Madarame: [still giggling] "I'm sorry, Junya, but don't you think it's rather amusing that your brother still thinks of you as his baby brother?" Junya: [angry] "No! I HATE being a baby brother!" Madarame: [rolling his eyes] "OK, then." Kamoshida: [grabbing his friends] "Listen." [He shakes the rattle.] Junya: [getting an idea] "Hold your horses! I'll just show him how big I've gotten. Kamoshida, take me to the mailbox, pronto!" [Junya seals himself in the crate and Kamoshida carries him upstairs] Kamoshida: "Gotcha, Junya! Whoa, right over my head." Madarame: "Wouldn't it be easier just to mail a letter describing yourself, Junya?" [Kamoshida loses his balance on the top of the stairs and falls down with the crate crashing back down into the basement, bursting Junya out] "Why, if I were you, I'd write a book, a biography of sorts." Junya: "You don't get out much, do ya?" Kamoshida: "If I were me, I would make a home movie." Junya: "Kamoshida, that's it! We'll make a home movie! Madarame, you're the cameraman." Madarame: "But Junya, we don't have a-" Junya: "I'll be the exec. producer, exec. director, exec. writer and of course, the star." [In the background, Kamoshida reaches for something in his dryer] Madarame: "We can't shoot a movie without-" Junya: "Kamoshida can be...Kamoshida. We'll show my brother that Junya's all grown up!" Madarame: "You're forgetting something, Junya! We need a-" Kamoshida: [pulling a camcorder from his dryer and tossing it to Madarame] "Camera, static free." Madarame: "Why do you keep a camera in your dryer, Kamoshida?" Kamoshida: [oblivious] "What?" Junya: "There you have it." Madarame: "Well, we do have a camera." Junya: "Let's make a movie!" Kamoshida: "Can I lick the bowl?" Madarame: [trying to work the camera] "Kamoshida, do you have a manual for this?" Kamoshida: "Somewhere." === [Madarame is recording. A chair is sitting in Junya's driveway. Bags of money surround it.] Junya: [flying in out of nowhere onto the chair, wearing a mustache] "Hiya, bro! What's up? It's me, Junya, all grown up and livin' the life. Who'd have thought, huh? Check out my mustache." Madarame: "OK, cut. Uhh, we'll need to get a close up, Junya." Junya: "Um, how was that?"
[Madarame has moved in close.] Junya: "This thing's giving me a rash." Madarame: "Action!" Junya: "Looks like I inherited your genes for the face fur, huh bro? And you know what?"
[Madarame is back to his first position.] Junya: "Now?" Madarame: "Action." Junya: "And you know what? I'm loaded. Been investing for years; real estates, stocks, bonds. I've even bought me a couple of planets! Yep, already own Saturn and Pluto." [Madarame turns the camera on Kamoshida, who is sticking yen signs on trash bags.] Madarame: [sarcastic] "Oh, come now, Junya." Kamoshida: "Boy, being rich really stinks." [He throws one of the bags towards Junya's pile.] Junya: [turning the camera back to him] "What the heck are you doing?! Don't film that!" Madarame: [as Junya's mustache falls off] "Sorry, Junya; the planet baron story threw me off." Junya: "Cut, cut! How's my brother supposed to think I'm cool when you guys keep–" [Kamoshida shakes his head. It sounds like the rattle.] ===
[The three are walking along the sidewalk.] Madarame: "Action." Junya: "Unlike myself, the old neighborhood's still the same as you left it, bro. Hey, did I tell ya? I'm mayor now! Right, Kamoshida?" Kamoshida: [seeing Ren ride past] "Hi, Ren!" Junya: [stopping at a hydrant] "See that loser? That's Ren." [Ren appears behind Junya.] "He's the neighborhood dork. I have to slap him around every now and then, just to remind him who's boss." Madarame: "Junya..." Ren: "Neighborhood dork, huh?" [He wedgies Junya, pulling the underwear over the back of his bike.] "Hey, Madara-Dork! You getting this?" Junya: [trying to act cool] "He collects underwear and gives it to the poor." [Ren rides off, dragging Junya's underwear along. Junya grabs the hydrant to keep from being pulled off.] "Pretty stupid, huh bro?" [The tension becomes too great, and Junya is pulled away from the hydrant.] "Help!"
Junya: [being dragged] "SLOW DOWN, REN! I WAS JUST KIDDING! STOP! PLEASE!" [Junya's underwear snaps and he bounces on the road before landing in a heap.] Kamoshida: "Look at him bounce, Junya's brother!" Madarame: [worried] "Junya, are you all right?!"
Kamoshida: [offering Junya the rattle] "Boy, Junya! You deserve a shake for that." [Junya grabs the rattle from Kamoshida and throws it to the ground. He leaps on it in an attempt to destroy it, but instead slips on it and falls over.] Madarame: [sarcastic] "I must say, if I were your brother, I'd be very impressed." ===
[The filming has moved to the park. Madarame searches for his actors.] Madarame: [scared] "Junya, where are you?" Junya: "Over here, Spielberg." Madarame: [filming him] "There you are." Ryuji: "Race you to the swings, Ann!" Junya: "Hey, bro! Remember how you used to own the playground? Well, it's mine now. Check this out." Ann: "Outta the way, horse head! We wanna play on the swings!" Junya: "You know the drill: Cough up some dough, then swing." Ann: [outraged] "What'd you say?!" Madarame: "Ok, cut! Hold your positions please."
[Madarame positions the two new additions to the cast.] Madarame: "Ready, now. Oh, Ryuji, a little closer if you will. Fine. And cue set-" [Ann punches the camera and knocks it out of Madarame's hands. It falls on the ground and begins recording.] Madarame: [hurrying to pick it up] "Oh, dear." Ann: "Kamoshida! Get your stupid friends out of the way!" [Madarame picks up the camera and begins filming again.] Junya: "No use pleading for mercy, Ann. Kamoshida obeys only his supreme leader. That's me, bro." Kamoshida: "OK, Ann!" [Kamoshida grabs Junya.] Junya: "Umm...Kamoshida here is showing Ann what I'll do to her if she doesn't take a hiKE!!!" [Kamoshida throws Junya onto the swing-set pole. Junya's body elongates and wraps around it.] Kamoshida: "There you go, darling! Swing to your heart's content." Madarame: "Okay, people! A big smile for Junya's brother!" [Ann, pleased, complies with the director's request.] ===
[The three are on the street again. Madarame and Junya are on the sidewalk, despondently trying to think of something that will save the movie. Kamoshida is playing with the camcorder.] Kamoshida: "Hello, my name is Kamoshida." [He licks the camera's lens.] Junya: "Running out of ideas, Madarame. Think of something that'll make me look good." Madarame: [seeing Kamoshida] "Kamoshida, you be careful with that!" [no longer caring] "Oh, what do I care? It's his camera." Kamoshida: "Man the helms! Dive! Dive!" [Kamoshida swallows the camera. The screen goes black.] Madarame: "Kamoshida, what have you done? Open it! Open it!" [Kamoshida opens his mouth. The camera is positioned in his garbage filled stomach at such an angle that we can see Madarame, wearing surgical gloves.] "You should know better than to eat the camera. Just think what it will do to your digestive tract!" [Madarame reaches inside and takes the camera out.] Kamoshida: "Boy, I can't wait to see that part, Madarame." Madarame: "Yes, well, let's not and say we did, Kamoshida." Junya: "Come on, come on! I've got an impression to make here, remember?" [The three hear Kawakami humming. They look across the street and see her painting her nails.] Madarame: "Oh, my." Junya: [sweating on camera] "Hey look, it's my girlfriend, painting her nails for me. I think I'll go give her the pleasure of my company." [Junya approaches her gingerly. He sits on the curb a few feet away and slowly eases himself over to her side. He tries to put his arm around her; at this point, Kawakami notices him, and knocks him into a fire hydrant. Kawakami then notices the camera.] Kawakami: "Umm...Madarame, are you guys, like, making a movie or something?" Madarame: [tongue tied] "Kawakami...umm." Kamoshida: [focusing on the soaking Junya] "Not to worry, Junya's brother. I'll just dry him off!" Mishima: [appearing out of nowhere and snatching the camera] "Hey, buddy, what'cha got there? Is that a video camera?" Madarame: "Mishima, please! We're trying to make a movie." Mishima: "Back off! Hahahahahaha!" [He runs away.] Madarame: "Mishima, please!" Junya: [diving at Mishima] "Why, you little-!" Mishima: "Hahahaha–" [He gets hammered.] ===
[Madarame has the camera back. He focuses on Junya, who has finished burying Mishima. Junya sets down his shovel on Mishima's head and talks to the camera.] Junya: "He scares the birds away; what can I tell ya? Shall we continue with my charmed life?" [He looks offscreen.] "Well, what do you know? It's our international jet-setter, Sojiro." [Kamoshida comes onscreen, dressed in one of Sojiro's shirts, which has been pulled over his normal clothes. Kamoshida shakes the rattle.] Junya: "Hey, Sojiro! Tell my brother how important I am." [Junya notices the rattle and tosses it away.] Kamoshida: "I forget." [The rattle comes down offscreen and hits the real Sojiro, who is raking leaves, on the head. The three turn to see him shake his fist angrily.] Sojiro: "JUNYA-BOY!"
[Sojiro is chasing them. The camera catches only Kamoshida’s, Madarame’s and Junya's pounding feet with Sojiro chasing them down with a rake.] Sojiro: "Come back, cat thief!" Kamoshida, Madarame and Junya: "RUN AWAY!" ===
[The three have moved to the junkyard.] Madarame: "No backs to the camera please; it's rude, you know." Junya: "Shut up and roll. Remember this place, bro? The junkyard, your old hangout. All the kids are chicken to come here." [Kamoshida is shown looking around, scared. He clutches his rattle for protection.] Junya: "See? What'd I tell ya? But not me." Kamoshida: "Show yourself, mutant scamp laborer!" [He bangs on a wrecked car with the rattle.] Junya: "Yeah, uh...Kamoshida's just fixing my old car. It's not quite ready yet. Moving right along. You'll never guess what I'm building. It's an ultimate hard-boiled-egg-boiler. I've got big bucks invested in this gold mine." [Madarame cuts the camera. He starts again seconds later, from another angle.] Junya: "What?" Madarame: "Go on." Junya: "By simply tossing your-" [Madarame cuts the camera again. He moves to a new angle.] Junya: "–the combustion soon-" Madarame: "Look natural; stay with me." [Cuts again, new angle] Junya: "–uhh, thus rendering the egg-" [Madarame cuts the camera again and moves back to his original angle.] Junya: "–for all to enjoy." Madarame: "I'm creating dynamics, Junya." Junya: "Don't get arty on me, Madarame." [Junya opens the door to his boiler to show off the inside. He doesn't look in, and so doesn't see that Ohya, Lala and Chihaya are inside. Madarame and Kamoshida begin to shake.] Junya: "What are you doing?" Madarame: "C-C-CROSSROAD GIRLS!!!" Ohya, Lala and Chihaya: "Hiya, Junya!" [The Crossroad Girls pull Junya into the boiler. Kamoshida and Madarame try to pull him out.]
[Junya is half inside and half outside the hard-boiled-egg-boiler.] Kamoshida: "I gotcha, Junya!" Madarame: "Pull, Kamoshida!" Junya: "Get me out!" [Junya, covered in kiss marks, finally comes free, and he slams into the camera.] Kamoshida, Madarame and Junya: "RUN AWAY!" [Madarame picks up the camera and films as he runs. He turns around and takes a shot of the Crossroad Girls, who are waving at them.] Ohya: "We know where you live!" [Madarame tucks the camera into his arm so he can run better. The three' running feet are shown again.] Junya: "HELP ME! AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!" ===
[The filming has moved to Junya's room. Junya, clean of all kiss marks, lies on his bed, looking every bit the emperor, while cardboard cutouts mill about in his room.] Junya: "Hiya, bro! So anyways, here I am, all nice and safe in my cozy bachelor pad where all the losers show up to get my autograph. Yep, I'm that big, bro." [A bunch of the cardboard cutouts walk around, all being pulled by toy-trains.] Junya: "Look, it's Ren. The usual spot there, dork?" [He signs his name, then speaks for Ren, affecting an unnatural tone] "Sweet, Junya! You're cool, man." Madarame: [sure the charade won't fool anyone] "Oh, please." Junya: "And there's Mishima. Sign your shirt there, curly?" [Junya signs it. At that point, Kamoshida comes by, sprinkling cat food on the ground.] Kamoshida: "He’s hungry again, Junya!" [Junya grabs Kamoshida's neck.] Junya: [through gritted teeth] "So feed him over there!" [Sojiro is shown coming into the house in the background. He is sniffing the floor, following a trail.] Junya: "So, bro; as you can see, I'm a big shot now. No more beatin' up little Junya, hey, big brother?" [Sojiro stands beside Junya, waiting for the con-man to notice him.] Madarame: "Junya! Sojiro!" Junya: "Sojiro? Did I forget to sign Sojiro? There ya go, stretch." [Junya signs Sojiro's face. Sojiro looks miffed, but then becomes enraged.] Sojiro: [angry] "YOU HAVE VANDALIZED MY FACE, AND YOU HAVE-" [A duplicate of Sojiro comes by. Sojiro picks it up, revealing it to be a cardboard statue carried by Morgana.] Sojiro: "AND YOU HAVE STOLEN MY CAT YET AGAIN?!" [seeing Madarame filming] "Are you stealing my soul with your film box?!" Madarame: [nervous] "Why, of course not, Sojiro! What gave you that impression?" Sojiro: "That’s it! I’ve had enough!" Junya: "Wait, we can work this out!" [Punching sounds are heard and Junya is thrown into a wall, destroying some of the cardboard kids as he smashes through them. Morgana runs amuck.] Sojiro: "Return the cat!" Kamoshida: [running off] "WAAAAAAHHHH!" Sojiro: "RETURN HIM!" [Sojiro storms toward Kamoshida and Junya. Meanwhile, Morgana goes berserk and runs towards Madarame.] Madarame: "Shoo! Go away! Don't touch me!" [Madarame gets knocked over, and the camera falls to the floor. The rest of the scene is filmed from this angle.] Sojiro: "Stop, I must punish you!" Junya: "Mommy!" Madarame: "I think your brother's got the picture, Junya." Junya: "AAAAAAHHHHH!" [The camera's batteries die and the camera shuts off, effectively ending the movie.]
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loading99percent · 6 years
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Pairing: ZZTx OC [Ruohua] Genre: slice of life, slight angst, slight fluff Word Count: 3,148 Summary: Zhengting isn’t a very attentive boyfriend, or well much a boyfriend to Ruohua as of late and she’s beginning to think if the heartaches are worth it over loneliness. soft angsts starters
Warning: although more angst it still has a good ending. lol i think that’s about it. i don’t know much about others’ perspective of relationship and of other females’ view on it as well except my own. the beginning bit is just based on the music video and song that i get from it.
My eighth request! I’m surprise at myself for getting these requests out tbh with you. Hopefully I can get to the others and finished them all as to not make you lovely anons wait too long. Anyways, this story was actually not going to be with this request prompt, but I don’t like unhappy endings and so wrote more to give me that good ending. So this was inspired by the song ไม่ชอบอยู่คนเดียว by PREEN and Stevie Hoang’s Don’t Wanna Fall Asleep. The first song translates to Don’t Like Being Alone. Happy reading and kthxbai, Admin Lia~
Girls don't like being alone. They don't like being neglected or left alone to think unhappy thoughts. Girls don't like to suffer and dislike being forgotten. They don't like it when you don't care about them or don't know anything about them. Girls don't like it when you're not around to give them that sense of safety, security, and protection. They don't like it when you don't give them a call or a message just to let them know that you're thinking about them or even missing them. Girls just don't like being lonely, ever. If a girl had to choose to be heartbroken or being alone, then she would rather choose to be heartbroken. Because it's easier to deal with a broken heart than facing loneliness alone since it's solitary as it is. Eventually though over time it wears them down. So how much longer can they endure heartaches before turning to loneliness in the end?
"Hello?"
"Hey, Ting! Where are you?" Ruohua asked her boyfriend, Zhengting. "I'm standing outside your apartment right now."
"Oh, hey, Ruohua. I'm not home right now. I'm out with the guys." Zhengting answered before getting distracted on his end. "Hey, I'll call you back, alright, after I finish the game with the boys. Bye!"
Zhengting hung up on her as Ruohua stared at the blank mobile device with a sad sigh before slipping the cell into her back pocket. She hung the gift bag she had prepared earlier that week on his apartment door while stuffing the pig plush doll against it.
"I guess you did forget about it in the end, huh?" Ruohua muttered to herself while petting the stuffed toy. "I guess playing with your friends is more important than celebrating our anniversary."
"Guess who?" Ruohua playfully whispered into Zhengting's ears while covering his eyes with her hands in the process upon coming up from behind him at the cafe they were meeting at for their day date.
"Um, Cheng Xiao?" Zhengting guessed with a nervous laugh as Ruohua chuckled quietly. "Nope. Guess again."
"Well, there's Jinger, no?"
"Not even close. C'mon, it's easy. You should know."
"Hmm, Zhang Xi? Oh, maybe Meiqi? Oh, wait, no. Xuanyi?" Zhengting guessed while throwing out possible names of who it could be. "I think it's Junya or Ruihan?"
"Wrong again like five times, Zhengting." Ruohua smiled with a shake of her head while still covering his eyes. "One more chance and it's not that hard. C'mon now."
There was a long pause as Zhengting really pondered on who the mystery woman could be and Ruohua frown hoping her boyfriend was just teasing her.
"We were just talking earlier just now."
"Oh, did we?" Zhengting let out in confusion. "Who could you be then?"
Ruohua was about to end the game when she heard Zhengting speaking again.
"Oh! I know who you are!" Zhengting smiled as Ruohua waited.
"Mena, right!
Zhengting exclaimed happily as he grabbed onto Ruohua's hands and removed them from his eyes to turn his head to look at her. "Oh, Ruohua, it's just you."
Ruohua frowned, but Zhengting didn't notice as he turned his attention away from her while motioning for his girlfriend to take a seat.
"Ain't gonna lie, that was pretty hard, Ruohua."
Ruohua reluctantly took a seat across from Zhengting and gave him a look.
"We just spoke like five minutes ago, Ting. Also we've known one another for at least like five years now and dated for more than a year."
Zhengting shrugged while casting her a sheepish look. "I guess I'm not good at recogizing voices."
Before Ruohua could counter the waiter appeared and had brought them drinks that Zhengting had ordered ahead of time.
"Well, if it makes you feel better, Ruohua, I ordered your favorite drink!" He said while handing Ruohua her favorite drink and taking his own in his hand. "I've already paid so don't worry about it, but I gotta get going though." He suddenly announced while standing up. "Wenjun and I have this project due tomorrow and we're behind."
"But what about our date?"
"We'll have another one later this week. I promise."
Zhengting gave Ruohua a quick kiss to the cheek before leaving the cafe as Ruohua's eyebrows furrowed and her expression sour.
"You were the one that planned this and have postponed it twice already within the month. When are we going to have a proper date?"
She let out another sigh as she gazed at here 'favorite' drink that Zhengting had just bought her.
"It would be my favorite drink if you had ordered the right one, Ting." Ruohua mumbled. "I like winter-melon and almond milk tea. Not the matcha green milk tea."
Ruohua let out a sigh as she took the drink while shaking it before drinking it. Even if she didn't like the flavor, she didn't like wasting food the most.
"Ruohua, hey! This is Jieqiong. She's my partner for dance class. And Jieqiong this is my..." Zhengting introduced the younger female to his girlfriend yet he seemed like he blanked out on that information of Ruohua while introducing her to Jieqiong.
"Hey, Jieqiong. I'm Zhengting's girlfriend, Ruohua. Nice to meet you." Ruohua introduced herself instead while shaking hands with Jieqiong.
"Wow, you're so pretty. Zhengting didn't mention he had a girlfriend." Jieqiong commented innocently, but for some reason this stung Ruohua a bit.
"Yeah, we've been dating for more than a year now, but have known one another for like five."
"Aww, that's lovely and super cool. I'm totally surprised I didn't meet you first compare to his friends though, Ruohua." Jieqiong stated as Zhengting rubbed the back of his neck nervously.
"Well, the opportunity never showed up until now."
"Right, I see." Ruohua said as she looked from Zhengting to Jieqiong. "I guess I'll get going and leave you two to finish your routine. I still have to visit the library to finish my paper. It was nice meeting you, Jieqiong. See you later, Ting."
Ruohua waved them goodbyes while giving them smiles before leaving the dance room with a tired look.
"How long can I keep this up until I can't anymore?"
The couple attended their friend, Kaihao's, birthday dinner at a HaiDiLao. Sitting around the large circular table of twenty and plus others, everyone was enjoying themselves. Eating, laughing, and telling jokes and stories. Some time later the conversation shifted and the atmosphere between them all grew awkward due to an innocent question by one of their friends.
"Hey, Zhengting, Where's your girlfriend?" Linong asked although Ruohua was sitting right next to Zhengting. "Did Jieqiong have something else to do?"
Ruohua was taken aback by the thought that Linong assumed she wasn't Zhengting's girlfriend and that Jieqiong was. They've been somewhat friends or something like that for two years now.
"NongNong, she's his girlfriend." Linkai pointed at Ruohua. "That's Ruohua. Remember? Jieqiong was only his dance partner for class."
"Oh, my. That's embarrassing. I'm so sorry about that." Linong apologized while looking at Ruohua and then at Jeffrey sitting on her other side. "I thought you were Jeffrey's girlfriend because you two were talking a lot with one another throughout dinner."
Ruohua just cast Linong a polite smile while excusing herself as she took her things and didn't bother to look at the rest of them. Somehow that question turned her off from enjoying the rest of the night and didn't want to spoil it with her sour mood because of it. Ruohua took a breather out front and tried to gather herself before going back inside. She didn't want them to think it affected her too much causing them all to become awkward with it. Looking towards the night sky with a heavy heart, Ruohua let out another breath before turning around to walk back inside the restaurant, but Zhengting was already making his way towards her.
"Hey, Ruohua, are you okay?"
He held her shoulders while looking at he with a worried look.
"Yeah, Zhengting, just peachy."
She mustered up a small smile.
"I hope you're not upset with NongNong about what had just happened. It's not really that big of a deal to be worked up about."
Ruohua's small smile disappeared and she looked at her boyfriend tiredly and annoyed.
"Not a big deal, Ting. Really? Are you being for real right now? He assumed you and I weren't together and that you were dating Jieqiong and me, Jeffrey." She let out a bit heated. "Honestly, a majority of them some times forget that we're actually a couple, Zhengting. Do we not interact like one or something?"
"Of course we do, Ruohua. We go on plenty of dates. We hang out as much as we can. We hold hands, kiss, and cuddle and do all of that other lovey-dovey stuff that couples do, too." Zhengting assured her although it didn't sound all that convincing.
"Are you sure?"
Zhengting opened his mouth to answer Ruohua, but no words came out. He looked like a fish with his mouth opening and closing while thinking of what kind of answer to give to his girlfriend. Ruohua let out a sigh and decided whether she should or shouldn't continue her relationship with Zhengting.
"Do you even know what I like or dislike, Zhengting? Like my favorite flowers? Colors? Food? Or even movies or dramas?"
Zhengting continued to look like a fish staring right back at her.
"Do you even know the date of my birthday or our anniversary?"
Still no response. Ruohua asked him another question hoping that he could maybe salvage what little they had to continue their relationship.
"Do you even know anything about me since we've known each other for five years or about us since we officially got together?"
Zhengting slowly removed his hands from her shoulders and put them at his side. He also avoided all eye-contact with Ruohoa and chose to instead look at the floor that was way more interesting. To Ruohua, this indicated to her that he didn't know or was unable to give her any sort of answer she would be satisfied with.
"I can't do this anymore, Zhengting." Ruohua admitted. "I love you and only you, but I can't endure any more heartaches because of you, Zhengting. I can't endure an us when there's just a you or me in this relationship." She told him. "I really thought that I'll be your last."
Ruohua started taking a few steps back from him which caught Zhengting's attention more after hearing what she had just said. He looked at her with alertness.
"What are you saying, Ruohua?"
"Zhengting, let's break up."
"Like taking a breather sort of break or actually...?"
He trailed off with widened eyes although he knew exactly what Ruohua meant, but couldn't let it sink in to process fully.
"Goodbye, Zhengting, and take real care."
It was four in the morning and Zhengting was outside of Ruohua's apartment after their break-up from a few months ago while knocking on the door every so often. They haven't contacted one another since and so Ruohua wondered what he wanted as she looked through the peephole. Ruohua was going to ignore Zhengting and go back to bed, but he continued to bang on her door insistently. Ruohua let out a sigh not wanting to annoy the neighbors if Zhengting didn't cease his knocking. She opened the door just as Zhengting was in mid-knock. The pair stared at one another with Ruohua waiting for what her ex-boyfriend had to say while Zhengting tried to gather his thoughts of what he wanted to say to his ex-girlfriend.
Ruohua waited for him to explain why he was here, but Zhengting remained quiet. Even after what felt like forever, but was only three to five minutes tops the silence between the pair continued on and no one wanted to speak. Ruohua knew that she shouldn't have expected a change from him and was about to close the door on Zhengting without saying anything, but Zhengting held out a hand against the door to prevent her from doing so. She glared at him and was about to say something, but quickly noticed the dark circles beneath his eyes and the way his face seemed so haggard. Her face soften as she wondered if their break-up had caused him to look so pale and tired.
"Begonias." Zhengting blurted out as Ruohua's eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "What?"
"Your favorite flowers are begonias because despite their simplicity they have a deeper meaning to them if you pay close enough attention to their symbolism."
"You're just memorizing facts you found online, Zhengting."
Ruohua tried to reason, but Zhengting shook his head with a small smile.
"You like eating the petals because it's the only way you'll eat anything really healthy and calling it a salad. Also it has its own medicinal uses like healing small cuts and scrapes, treating a sore throat, or relieving the symptoms of a cold."
"Again, Zhengting, stuff you can read online and tweak it to fit me."
"Well, you don't have a favorite color as long as they're the colors of begonias which has like seven of them."
Ruohua was going to counter, but Zhengting continued to speak.
"You also don't have a favorite food because you like anything and everything, but they're all usually carbs and why you eat begonias to slightly balanced it out." He pushed the door wider so that he can fully see Ruohua while still talking as he was answering her questions from the day they had broken up. "You prefer movies over shows because they're shorter in length and don't have too much fillers and drama-esque plots within them. Plus, you don't have favorites movies just favorite genres related to animation."
Ruohua tried to wrap this whole thing around her head, but it just left her confused on why he was answering her questions months later.
"Why?" She asked causing Zhengting to stop talking and to stare at her. "Why, what?"
"Why now, Zhengting? What does it matter to you in finally answering some of my questions months after we broke up? Why? What does this benefit for you?"
"Because I can't continue to convince myself that I don't miss you, Ruohua." Zhengting confessed. "I try so hard not to think of you, but I always see your face every time I close my eyes. I don't wanna fall asleep knowing that you'll appear in my dreams all night long."
Ruohua's was left speechless by his confession as Zhengting felt relieved admitting what's been burdening him these past few months.
"I never realized how much of a difference your presence impacted my life when I faced the truth that you were no longer mine or a part of my life, Ruohua."
Zhengting wanted to reach out and take Ruohua into his arms, but he restrained himself because he didn't have that privileged and right to do that anymore.
"I neglected your importance and feelings, but most of all out of everything I failed to see that I had neglected you, Ruohua." Zhengting admitted. "You're the one who was supposed to be my last that I love and only love, but I treated you like you meant nothing to me."
Ruohua regarded Zhengting throughout his confession while feeling his words and emotions tug at her heart. Could she really forgive him so easily? Could she even think about being in a relationship with him again? Could she even see a future for them if she gave him another chance, but if he asks for another chance? Ruohua honestly didn't know, but she did know that she wanted to do one thing right then and there.
"Can I hug you?"
She asked him and instead of receiving a response, Ruohua felt herself being pulled towards Zhengting's chest a second later. He enveloped her into his arms having missed the way she felt within his embrace. Although initially shocked by the sudden skinship as she thought Zhengting may not have wanted to hug or whatever, but Ruohua soon relaxed and hugged Zhengting back. Too lost in the mood, Ruohua missed what Zhengting had said.
"Hmm?" She hummed while pulling back far enough to look at him. "What did you say?"
Zhengting smiled as he repeated what he had just said.
"June twenty-first. January sixteen."
Ruohua gave him a funny look before realizing he was again answering her questions before they broke up.
"The day of my birthday and our anniversary."
Zhengting nodded as his smile widened before speaking again.
"You had a major and long crush on me and liked me ever since transferring to Langfang High."
"I did not."
Zhengting ignored Ruohua's comment.
"You think you suck at cooking which is true, but it's passable despite being a bit bland in flavor."
Ruohua slightly smacked him on the forearm, but Zhengting continued talking with a lighter tone to his voice. "And you've been wanting for us to move officially in together some time next year and adopt two French bulldogs once we're settled."
"Wow. Ziyang really has a big mouth and can't keep secrets." Ruohua pouted upon Zhengting learning of her wanting to live together with him.
"Big mouth or not, Ruohua, I'm terribly sorry for causing you so much heartache while we were together and I'm willing to spend the rest of my life to never make you feel alone or lonely ever again."
"That's a really big responsibility to take, Zhengting. How do you even know I wanna get back together with you?"
"Because you asked me for a hug."
Ruohua was confused by his words, but remember telling him back when they were teenagers that for her a hug always meant reconciliation. It was because she was never one for initiating skinship unless she felt like it or when the time called for it. Also if Ruohua ever fought with her significant other and she wanted to be the one to make up first, then she would initiate the hug to settle the score.
"You remembered?" She asked in disbelief.
"Eventually I did after thinking and reminiscing over the past few months and the time we spent with one another over the years for it to registered in my memory." Zhengting admitted with a chuckle. "It just took me a lot longer to realized a lot of things, Ruohua, but I hope you'll continue to lead me well and be patient because I don't wanna lose you ever again." He gently cupped her face while rubbing circles with his thumbs over her cheekbones. "I don't know what I'll do if I can't see your face ever again, Ruohua."
"Then don't, Zhengting. Because I've loved you and missed you too much to not have endured it for this long for another chance at us."
Ruohua pulled him in for a kiss.
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Nogami Sho’s photoshoot for numan’s  沼落ち5秒前!インタビュー/声優編
The translation of the interview connected to these pictures can be found under the cut!
So what led to you entering this world?
During my summer break in 2nd year middle school, I'd noticed that other people's names were lined up beside the characters' names in the ending credits, and while I had always known that the reality behind that was that "these are the people whose voices appeared in this show," it was then that I saw them in a new light. At that time I had to quit my club activities due to my injuries, and was worried about having a future without anything to work towards, so I was very happy and surprised when I found out about voice acting as a profession.
Please tell us the actors (seiyuu) you respect, and the reasons why you respect them.
Seiyuu:
Yamaguchi Kappei - I'd just become a regular cast member for a year (with him), but just by being there he'd make his surroundings become lively, his presence is really like the sun. He was very approachable even though we were newbies, and I'd always look forward to every time I'd get to see him at work.
Shimono Hiro - I met Shimono-san in the same show I got to costar with Kappei-san in. He's a guy who thinks about his kouhai a lot, and he advised me in many things, from work to private matters. Up to now we still exchange emails sometimes and get along well. Of course he's my esteemed senpai but he's the kind of guy I'd wanna call "aniki" instead of "senpai"...
Fujiwara Takahiro - Ever since my debut, he would take me out to eat during the times when I barely had enough money for transportation expenses, and he'd given me advice after I got reprimanded very bad at work...he'd always been looking out for me, and now I've been thinking that "this is the kind of senpai I want to become." Just like Shimono-san, he's the kind of guy I wanna call "aniki".
Enoki Junya - He debuted the same year as me, but from how nonchalant he is when he's at work, to how he does adlibs during dubbing...no matter where he goes I always see his face in a refreshing smile, but he's actually a guy who's passionate about his work and I think there are a lot of things he has that I don't have, myself...I'll never tell him this to his face, though (lol) And I'm simply just a fan of his Spiderman.
Actors:
TEAM-NACS (Morisaki Hiroyuki, Yasuda Ken, Ooizumi You, Totsugi Shigeyuki, Otoo Takuma) - TEAM-NACS, who met in their theatre research club in college, and up to now are still actively participating in plays as well as various other genres. Their variety shows and stage work saved me from the homesickness and other troubles I went through after first moving to Tokyo. If I could become the catalyst for someone else through my characters, just like NACS had been for me during those times, I would be happy.
Who are the actors (seiyuus) you get along with well?
Kumagai Kentarou-san and Takeuchi Shunsuke-san
Who are the seiyuu/actors who you want to have as a friend?
Ooizumi You-san. He's been involved in a lot of projects as a seiyuu so I'd be happy if I get to record from the microphone beside his someday.
What is your hobby/talent?
Shopping
What do you usually do on your days off?
I go strolling, which is okay even when I don't have much time. Or I'd go gossip about recent events with my favorite clothes shop's staff, while drinking coffee.
What did you eat yesterday?
Curry rice
The thing you want the most right now is?
Self-confidence
Of all the things you've ever gotten up to now, what made you the happiest?
The wallet my father bought me at around the time of my debut. I still use it now.
Your favorite karaoke party trick is?
Kimi no machi made (To your town) by ASIAN KUNG-FU GENERATION
Please tell us your hangups (whether regarding plays or not)
The character's feelings are important. Never forget that.
What have you sunken into (what is your obsession lately)?
Clothes...probably, right? In the beginning I'd scared myself into being aware about it by saying "If I don't present myself properly I'll never become a seiyuu!", but as time passed, bit by bit, I begun to just like it.
Up to now, what's the thing you've worked the hardest on?
The hardest...I can't decide on one, but I think it would be my audition for the agency I'm attached to, where everything started.
Up to now, what are you most useless at?
Normally there are very few things I am not useless at, so I can't think of what should come first; but I have an extremely horrible sense of direction, and recently it took me 40 minutes to go to a studio that's 10 minutes on foot away from the station, and in the end my manager still had to meet me halfway...I'm always very sorry.
my translation index
fun fact: numan comes with its own auto-translation function!!!...and i only realized this function right after i was already finished with this...interesting (hmu whenever, guys, i can help...but at a pric
“ What have you sunken into “ there is supposed to be “so what swamp are you in?” or sth like that, a reference to the interview series’ title!! ,,,but this sounded ok to me so i used that instead
thanks for reading!!! please do not redistribute this translation!
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just saw that you have Ryo Aoki's photobook, is this the second one???
if there are any shirtless pics, would you be kind as to posting them?
Well, it's not in my possession yet. I bought it through Zenmarket, which is a shopping service that lets you purchase stuff from different stores in Japan and they'll ship it all to you. I'm still waiting on the Hiromi plushie I've been writing poetry for- I actually ordered it first, but it still hasn't arrived yet. When that arrives I'll have it, the Ryo photobook and the Junya photobook I also bought all shipped together :))
As for Ryo's photobook itself, from my understanding it's a riff of a project on some kind of variety show he did a year or so ago, where he went off doing various things. He's been posting some of the stuff for the photobook on an insta page, hi_aoki0226. He hasn't gone shirtless there so maybe there aren't any shirtless pics this time around too lol.
What I'm most looking forward to is the tea Shuichiro Naito is going to spill in the crosstalk featured in the photobook. It's also apparently going to include some private LINE messages between these two so I look forward to seeing their clowning on main XD
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Hakumyu Tag Game
Hi friends! So @allyyyyy0619 tagged me in this post about my thoughts on Hakumyu, and I was so touched she thought of me that I definitely want to answer so pardon me as I regale you with my thoughts on Hakumyu!
1. Which musical was the first that you have watched? Your impressions on the overall production? Hm…This is really a two-part answer for me. My friend and I saw the ads for the newly released DVD of Hijikata hen in animate, and after watching some clips of Hakumyu on Youtube, we decided to buy it to see what it was all about (and subsequently bought the soundtrack because we knew we’d probably like it lol). What we did not know was that Hijikata-hen was not the only one, and what we had watched on Youtube was from Okita hen. So as we were watching, there was some frantic googling and buying of DVDs. We had noo idea what we had gotten ourselves into, but I was into it hard. I had Yaisa stuck in my head for weeks. I’d listen to the soundtracks on the way to work every day. It was great.
Which leads to the part two of the question, the first show that we watched live was Kazama-hen. On such a Hakumyu kick, I looked on a whim to see if there would be more. By sheer luck I found out that Kazama-hen’s tickets were going on sale the very next day, so we overcame many hurdles that is Japanese butai ticket-buying to go see it. Although the ending wasn’t super happy, and my overall impression of it is still that they removed way too much of Kazama’s snark/craziness from his character for that performance, the fact that it was the first time seeing so many songs I loved in person gives it a special place in my heart. Wow that was long sorry
2. Which musical is your favourite in terms of the song performances and why?
Here’s where my musical biases are going to start showing Heisuke hen. The song were perfect, the overarching musical salsa theme blended seamlessly, and it was a treasure to watch. I’m sorry Sano I still love you best but that show is just damn
3. Which musical is your favourite in terms of the storyline and why?
I think Sano hen did a great job portraying his story line, but….again with the love for Heisuke hen lol. I don’t think I can just separate the storyline for judgement, but if I had two those two would probably tie.
4. Which musical is your least favourite in terms of the song performances and why?
…Shinsengumi Kitan. The show was one of those that had a bunch of small, quick vignette songs that either left you wanting more or just came out of nowhere. And, although he is a perfect Hijikata and has since clearly gotten more vocal training (because he was great in Live 2 and Sano hen), Gaku’s singing voice in Kitan just….doesn’t work for me. And the poor guy gets steamrolled by Shougo. It’s not one of my favorites.
5. Which musical is your least favourite in terms of the storyline and why?
Also Shinsengumi Kitan. We did this story already, but they just redid it with the BS ending from the anime. If anything, they could’ve taken the ending from the movie and that would’ve been great.
6. The musical that you didn’t initially love, but has/have grown on you?
I have either loved them right off the bat or they’ve stayed not one of my favorites (looking at you Reimeiroku and Kitan). I love all the different route musicals for their different strengths (even Saitou hen). I guess I could say Reimeiroku’s music has grown on me just from repeat listens and I just love Hungry Guys lol
7. Original or latest casts?
The latest casts do an amazing job, they really do, but they aren’t the original. Which is fine, but I hold a special place for the original cast in my heart (Higashi Keisuke is the exception, he is my favorite Sano forever and I’m so glad they waited for him lol).
8. Live 1 or Live 2?
Live 2! How can I not love the Live that foreshadowed my love’s musical!
9. Favourite actors/characters?
Ever since we knew this existed, I have been waiting for Sano’s musical. Higashi Keisuke does an amazing job at bringing my favorite character to life. Also! Ikeda Junya is literally Heisuke come to life, adding more reasons why I love Heisuke hen.
10. Actor/actress whom you think has the best vocal skills?
I mean, don’t you get chills when Shougo hits that note in Heisuke hen’s Yaisa? Because I do.
11. Actor/actress whom you think did the best in bringing out the character into life
See number 9. Also! I still remain very impressed at Gaku’s Hijikata and how much chemistry he had with Chizuru in Kitan (my favorite part of Kitan!). He has such dedication to the role and it shows.
12. HIjikata,Souji,Saito or Harada,Shinpachi,Heisuke?
Harada, Shinpachi, Heisuke ;)
13. Favourite minor character?
Does Yamazaki even still count as a minor character now that he has his own route?
14. Favourite Shinsengumi member?
Sanoooooo
15. Favourite demon character?
Chikage, or Kags as my friend and I lovingly call him
16. Favourite Chizuru?
You know I don’t have one! I think they all do an excellent job, and I have favorite things I like from each of them.
17. The actors/characters that you didn’t initially love, but has/have grown on you?
My overall impression of Gaku probably falls into this category. Also just in terms of characters, I used to hate Chikage. Utterly hated him. It was really movie 2 (and Shougo) who really changed my mind.
18. Least favourite actors/characters? Why?
I don’t really have anyone I don’t like; all the actors bring their own special somethings to the role.
19. Favourite solo song?
Oh gosh I have to pick one? Um. Well if I have to pick one, I do love Heisuke hen’s opening 明日へ. It is an upbeat and fun beginning to the show!
20. Favourite duet?
It’s really hard to pick these lol…I have always enjoyed all of the duets in Okita hen, and Heisuke’s duet with Chizuru in Heisuke hen too, and Sano’s duets in Sano hen are growing on me really quick so…a lot of them lol.
21. Favourite group song?
I mean if we don’t count Yaisa, I’ve always enjoyed Beautiful Drunkards (both versions).
22. Which Yaisa! is the best?
Heisuke Hen’s. Salsa-y Yaisa is my favorite. Although Hijikata hen’s Yaisa is the most Yaisa-y Yaisa if that makes sense. I love them all.
23. The songs that you didn’t initially love, but has/have grown on you?
I think I’ll just put all of Reimeiroku’s songs into this category (except Hungry Guys that was great from the word go).
24. Which production are you most looking forward to?
{I’m so happy I can say was looking forward to since we have them all for now} S a N o H e N <3 <3 Years man YEARS
25. What does hakumyu means to you?
Hakumyu means…..means seeing some of my favorite stories come to life on stage and in song. It means singing Yaisa at the top of my lungs in karaoke and now in the car. It means improving my listening skills in Japanese. It’s changed my life, and I hope it will continue to do so.
Anyway thanks for reading, and thanks again @allyyyyy0619 for tagging me! I’m not going to tag anyone in particular, but if you want to by all means answer away!
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Meet Lena Dunham’s Podcasting Partner, True Crime Zine Queen Alissa Bennett
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Meet Lena Dunham’s Podcasting Partner, True Crime Zine Queen Alissa Bennett
“You know what rich people love? Fucking Egypt,” says Alissa Bennett, director at Gladstone Gallery, zine queen, Lena Dunham’s newly minted podcasting partner, serial muse to artists like Alex Bag, ex-model, and ex-ex-wife of Banks Violette, the bad boy breakout artist of the early aughts. (They married and divorced, twice.)
Gesturing at the majestically tacky granite sculptures of sphinxes flanking the entrance, Bennett murmurs in her wry deadpan, “I can’t believe no one leaves this bitch any flowers.” We’re marveling at the hulking Egyptian revival mausoleum of Barbara Hutton, famously dubbed “Poor Little Rich Girl” by the press for throwing a deb ball at the Ritz during the Depression that would have cost $842,000 today. (Within a few years, Woolworth Girls—the little-appreciated cogs in the machine that was Hutton’s father’s well oiled fortune—would lie in wait outside hotels to throw eggs at her.)
I’ve tagged along to Woodlawn Cemetery in the Bronx for Bennett’s annual pilgrimage to celebrate the socialite. Bennett dedicated one of her zines about bad behavior to Barbara Hutton, out of reverence for the heiress’s belief that money should be spent, and happiness can be bought. The grave’s opulence mirrors its inhabitant’s distaste for boredom and being scaled, and highlights her yen for exoticism, largesse, and trinkets. For one wedding—she married seven men—Hutton demanded Cartier make her a “Balinese wedding tiara of tortoiseshell, with a diamond pattern identical to the blossoms of her wedding veil.” (Later, she bought Catherine the Great’s jewels.)
This isn’t Bennett’s first time in a graveyard. In fact, most of Bennett’s interests start with a dead body. As a young fashion model with bleached eyebrows, she was locked in Père Lachaise, in Paris, after drinking too much champagne on Chopin’s grave with “two boys, one of whom was later hit by lightning and died.” She remembers, as an ex-model, “hauling my gigantic pregnant body past 29 Avenue B” to see the building GG Allin died in. When that baby was in elementary school, she guiltily stalked a memorial using her “young child and his poor skateboarding skills as a means of moving closer to the gathering in the park.” (The next day her anonymous sources at the memorial clandestinely sent her the “holy grail” of postmortem ephemera: “A link to a 13-page typed transcript of the seven eulogies delivered at the funeral.”)
I should mention that—besides having a rolodex of people who want to talk about dead people—Bennett is whip-thin and translucently white as a ghost. And that her dear friend, the artist Bjarne Melgaard, put a picture of her brushing her teeth on the cover of a book called Alissa Bennett: Laying the Ghost? And that we were originally introduced, one person removed, by a decorator who selected rosewood closets for Larry Page’s house, only to get an irate call that the scent was “killing him.” (The decorator has since died, unexpectedly, of unrelated causes.) And that she’s published an entire series of zines about criminally-minded fuck-ups, many of them now deceased, with the cult avant-garde publisher Frank Haines, a psychonaut from Florida who moonlights under an alter ego anagram of Ted Bundy.
This year, she launched The C-Word with Lena Dunham, a podcast that trawls through binders of dead or forgotten women dismissed by society as crazy, cataloging crimes and misdeeds, from murder to merely having once been alive. The opening line of the podcast? “I’m internationally reviled celebrity Lena Dunham, and I’m Alissa Bennett, historian of bad behavior.” Who better to talk about women society hates—from Judy Garland to Johnson and Johnson heiress, Casey Johnson—than a celebrity we all love to hate, and a woman who dedicates her free time to stalking dead people?
The podcast is a savvy marriage of Dunham’s mood—the distillation of years watching people online say she’s nuts—and Bennett’s life’s work, a series of true crime revisionist zines: Dead is Better (2016), Legalize Crime (2016), Bad Behavior (2017), I Expected Something Nice (2017), and Pretend You’re Actually Alive (2019). I say revisionist, because Bennett plays a sympathetic graverobber of sorts, retelling the stories of those who have been subject to the “drive we have to exsanguinate public women.” It might be more accurate to call Bennett a eulogist gone off the rails, in that she addresses the dead directly. She’s written “short devotional texts” personally addressing Michelle Carter (the teen who texted her boyfriend to kill himself), Anna Nicole Smith, Heidi Fleiss (Hollywood madam), and artist Theresa Duncan (“You began attending 9/11 truth movement meetings…people still wonder if we will ever get to read the 27-page legal document you were preparing for your Scientology lawsuit”).
Bennett takes a non-consequentialist tack in writing about her heroines’s tragedies. She appreciates, above all else, a story girded by a kind of tragic, even poetic, optimism. “I appreciate your commitment to the idea that a new life is just a Greyhound bus ride away,” she writes. “Oh I have dabbled in reinvention myself—I have pretended to be studious and organized and ‘engaged.’” Activities someone else might write off to derangement, Bennett celebrates as creativity: “Your interrogation tapes are incredible…You used the euphemism ‘nose job’ to describe the initial gunshot to Ryan’s face.”
It’s important to note that she doesn’t frame anything as a cautionary tale. They’re more like sendups, as if she’s submitting a post-mortem application for her subjects’s icon status. Of Elizabeth Siddal—the 19th-century artist’s model who miscarried “rowing a boat around a lake at night and writing a poem to the dead baby” inside her—Bennett writes, “I understand why you finally had enough and overdosed by your fireplace with a note pinned to your nightgown.” Her subjects aren’t A-list celebrities, or rarely. “There are always going to be people who are interested in investigating culturally significant people. I’m more interested in failure. I relate most to disappearance,” she says. Spectacular failure, really, is her subject, and it throws her into a “death obsession lustmord.” (Of Peaches Geldof: “I read that Reddit feed about the time she did heroin with a stranger and then took him to the Hollywood Scientology center where they took tons of Niacin and sat in the sauna…”)
Much of Bennett’s scholarship occurs in semi-abandoned corners of the internet flat with the dust of understimulated hit-counters. She scours websites like Bestgore, Websleuths; FindaDeath.com (“Amanda [Peterson] you are special to me as the only celebrity I ever commented on in a public forum. I would call this forum a must read.”); dead people’s mother’s blogs; even self-published, unauthorized, fan-written scandal biographies. In Bad Behavior, she addresses “Call Girl Killer” Alex Tichelman, the woman who accidentally killed a Google executive: “In my experience, the parents of murderers are not reliable judges of character, so I felt very lucky when I stumbled upon a 46-page-long Topix forum… One of the most remarkable things about these comments is that almost everyone who knew you as a teenager uses exactly the same word to describe you, and that word is off.” Bennett happily watches YouTube tapings of 48 Hours, Dateline, Hard Copy, Dr. Phil, E True Hollywood Story; Nancy Grace; Lifetime re-enactments of crimes; Candice DeLong’s “Deadly Women”; episodes of Unsolved Mysteries. She sources National Enquirer post-mortem photographs; she reads non-fiction books like Mike Sager’s Scary Monsters and Super Freaks and Suicide in the Entertainment Industry (which she read while attending “a pathetically produced murder mystery weekend in Jim Thorpe, Pennsylvania”); and pornography forums.
She notes that a Yahoo group dedicated to Brittany Murphy claims that she picked up her Vicodin under “Lola Manilow,” and uncovers a website Murphy’s ex created after her death “where he posted a lot of horrible photographs that he took of you [dressed] as a clown.” She finds someone selling the handles from Judy Garland’s casket.
At the end of the day, though, the most interesting person in the zines, again and again, is Alissa herself. Like most obsessives, she’s worth obsessing over. It’s hard not to view her as a little touched. A snapshot of her 20s (I’ll let you find out about the rest of her life in the zines): Seventeen-year-old Alissa follows an older man to New York from Rhode Island after high school. He dumps her, so she rents an apartment in Brooklyn with the money she steals from her cashier job at a hair salon downstairs from the Saint Mark’s Hotel. (“A real loser job for 1996.”) Within a year, she’s discovered by a model scout, who cuts her hair and sends her to London to meet Edward Ennufil, who books her for two shows on the spot: Junya Watanabe, and the now infamous Hussein Chalayan “Burka show,” with models dressed in successively diminishing fabric. (“I was the cut-off before Zora Star showed full bush.”) She’s twenty years old. Steven Klein starts booking her for dozens of magazines. She moves to London, where lands the cover of i-D, and Dazed and Confused, and Juergen Teller includes her in his famous Go-Sees portrait series. She meets her future ex-ex-husband Banks Violette, the catalyst for an epiphany that “this guy is so smart and I’m like a stupid idiot.” This is the kind of epiphany, for a normal person, that would lead to a new hobby, or something.
But Alissa, incapable of doing anything halfway, quits modeling and moves back to New York to become a “passionless shop girl at If Boutique.” It’s just more dignified. For a few years, she actually believes this. She marries Banks, and gets another shopgirl position. But watching people spend money all day is demoralizing. Her whole life was suddenly demoralizing. (Banks was getting “really, really famous and I’m like, I’m just a loser who works at the Alexander McQueen shop.”) In a fit of panic, she applies to college at the New School, where she…meets a virginal 18-year-old Lena Dunham, crying in a bathroom stall after their Fashion and Identity Formation seminar. (Lena transferred to Oberlin soon thereafter, but their friendship was clearly written in the stars.) She graduates, and Banks gets her a better job, working at the gallery Luxembourg/Dayan. They divorce, remarry, and divorce again. She’s still in her twenties, by the way, and coming to the only worthwhile lesson from that decade: it’s just easier if you make something of yourself than to be somebody’s +1.
“Not only did I feel contaminated by the failure of a marriage that I had been counting on to save me from ever having to accomplish anything myself, but I also suddenly understood that I’d been foolish to believe that a rich person could like me on my own now that I was without an art-star husband,” Bennett writes in her newest zine.
It makes sense, in retrospect, that someone so committed to seeing herself as a loser, a word Bennett uses a lot to describe herself—despite everything always being, in my opinion, kind of glamorous—would become a historian of fuck-ups and bad behavior. (For the record, Bennett remains in the art world to this day; she has the same job as Jennifer Lawrence’s fiancé.)
No one tell her she’s cool; the work would suffer.
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Meet Lena Dunham’s Podcasting Partner, True Crime Zine Queen Alissa Bennett
Link Buys Now: https://kingteeshops.com/meet-lena-dunhams-podcasting-partner-true-crime-zine-queen-alissa-bennett/
Meet Lena Dunham’s Podcasting Partner, True Crime Zine Queen Alissa Bennett
“You know what rich people love? Fucking Egypt,” says Alissa Bennett, director at Gladstone Gallery, zine queen, Lena Dunham’s newly minted podcasting partner, serial muse to artists like Alex Bag, ex-model, and ex-ex-wife of Banks Violette, the bad boy breakout artist of the early aughts. (They married and divorced, twice.)
Gesturing at the majestically tacky granite sculptures of sphinxes flanking the entrance, Bennett murmurs in her wry deadpan, “I can’t believe no one leaves this bitch any flowers.” We’re marveling at the hulking Egyptian revival mausoleum of Barbara Hutton, famously dubbed “Poor Little Rich Girl” by the press for throwing a deb ball at the Ritz during the Depression that would have cost $842,000 today. (Within a few years, Woolworth Girls—the little-appreciated cogs in the machine that was Hutton’s father’s well oiled fortune—would lie in wait outside hotels to throw eggs at her.)
I’ve tagged along to Woodlawn Cemetery in the Bronx for Bennett’s annual pilgrimage to celebrate the socialite. Bennett dedicated one of her zines about bad behavior to Barbara Hutton, out of reverence for the heiress’s belief that money should be spent, and happiness can be bought. The grave’s opulence mirrors its inhabitant’s distaste for boredom and being scaled, and highlights her yen for exoticism, largesse, and trinkets. For one wedding—she married seven men—Hutton demanded Cartier make her a “Balinese wedding tiara of tortoiseshell, with a diamond pattern identical to the blossoms of her wedding veil.” (Later, she bought Catherine the Great’s jewels.)
This isn’t Bennett’s first time in a graveyard. In fact, most of Bennett’s interests start with a dead body. As a young fashion model with bleached eyebrows, she was locked in Père Lachaise, in Paris, after drinking too much champagne on Chopin’s grave with “two boys, one of whom was later hit by lightning and died.” She remembers, as an ex-model, “hauling my gigantic pregnant body past 29 Avenue B” to see the building GG Allin died in. When that baby was in elementary school, she guiltily stalked a memorial using her “young child and his poor skateboarding skills as a means of moving closer to the gathering in the park.” (The next day her anonymous sources at the memorial clandestinely sent her the “holy grail” of postmortem ephemera: “A link to a 13-page typed transcript of the seven eulogies delivered at the funeral.”)
I should mention that—besides having a rolodex of people who want to talk about dead people—Bennett is whip-thin and translucently white as a ghost. And that her dear friend, the artist Bjarne Melgaard, put a picture of her brushing her teeth on the cover of a book called Alissa Bennett: Laying the Ghost? And that we were originally introduced, one person removed, by a decorator who selected rosewood closets for Larry Page’s house, only to get an irate call that the scent was “killing him.” (The decorator has since died, unexpectedly, of unrelated causes.) And that she’s published an entire series of zines about criminally-minded fuck-ups, many of them now deceased, with the cult avant-garde publisher Frank Haines, a psychonaut from Florida who moonlights under an alter ego anagram of Ted Bundy.
This year, she launched The C-Word with Lena Dunham, a podcast that trawls through binders of dead or forgotten women dismissed by society as crazy, cataloging crimes and misdeeds, from murder to merely having once been alive. The opening line of the podcast? “I’m internationally reviled celebrity Lena Dunham, and I’m Alissa Bennett, historian of bad behavior.” Who better to talk about women society hates—from Judy Garland to Johnson and Johnson heiress, Casey Johnson—than a celebrity we all love to hate, and a woman who dedicates her free time to stalking dead people?
The podcast is a savvy marriage of Dunham’s mood—the distillation of years watching people online say she’s nuts—and Bennett’s life’s work, a series of true crime revisionist zines: Dead is Better (2016), Legalize Crime (2016), Bad Behavior (2017), I Expected Something Nice (2017), and Pretend You’re Actually Alive (2019). I say revisionist, because Bennett plays a sympathetic graverobber of sorts, retelling the stories of those who have been subject to the “drive we have to exsanguinate public women.” It might be more accurate to call Bennett a eulogist gone off the rails, in that she addresses the dead directly. She’s written “short devotional texts” personally addressing Michelle Carter (the teen who texted her boyfriend to kill himself), Anna Nicole Smith, Heidi Fleiss (Hollywood madam), and artist Theresa Duncan (“You began attending 9/11 truth movement meetings…people still wonder if we will ever get to read the 27-page legal document you were preparing for your Scientology lawsuit”).
Bennett takes a non-consequentialist tack in writing about her heroines’s tragedies. She appreciates, above all else, a story girded by a kind of tragic, even poetic, optimism. “I appreciate your commitment to the idea that a new life is just a Greyhound bus ride away,” she writes. “Oh I have dabbled in reinvention myself—I have pretended to be studious and organized and ‘engaged.’” Activities someone else might write off to derangement, Bennett celebrates as creativity: “Your interrogation tapes are incredible…You used the euphemism ‘nose job’ to describe the initial gunshot to Ryan’s face.”
It’s important to note that she doesn’t frame anything as a cautionary tale. They’re more like sendups, as if she’s submitting a post-mortem application for her subjects’s icon status. Of Elizabeth Siddal—the 19th-century artist’s model who miscarried “rowing a boat around a lake at night and writing a poem to the dead baby” inside her—Bennett writes, “I understand why you finally had enough and overdosed by your fireplace with a note pinned to your nightgown.” Her subjects aren’t A-list celebrities, or rarely. “There are always going to be people who are interested in investigating culturally significant people. I’m more interested in failure. I relate most to disappearance,” she says. Spectacular failure, really, is her subject, and it throws her into a “death obsession lustmord.” (Of Peaches Geldof: “I read that Reddit feed about the time she did heroin with a stranger and then took him to the Hollywood Scientology center where they took tons of Niacin and sat in the sauna…”)
Much of Bennett’s scholarship occurs in semi-abandoned corners of the internet flat with the dust of understimulated hit-counters. She scours websites like Bestgore, Websleuths; FindaDeath.com (“Amanda [Peterson] you are special to me as the only celebrity I ever commented on in a public forum. I would call this forum a must read.”); dead people’s mother’s blogs; even self-published, unauthorized, fan-written scandal biographies. In Bad Behavior, she addresses “Call Girl Killer” Alex Tichelman, the woman who accidentally killed a Google executive: “In my experience, the parents of murderers are not reliable judges of character, so I felt very lucky when I stumbled upon a 46-page-long Topix forum… One of the most remarkable things about these comments is that almost everyone who knew you as a teenager uses exactly the same word to describe you, and that word is off.” Bennett happily watches YouTube tapings of 48 Hours, Dateline, Hard Copy, Dr. Phil, E True Hollywood Story; Nancy Grace; Lifetime re-enactments of crimes; Candice DeLong’s “Deadly Women”; episodes of Unsolved Mysteries. She sources National Enquirer post-mortem photographs; she reads non-fiction books like Mike Sager’s Scary Monsters and Super Freaks and Suicide in the Entertainment Industry (which she read while attending “a pathetically produced murder mystery weekend in Jim Thorpe, Pennsylvania”); and pornography forums.
She notes that a Yahoo group dedicated to Brittany Murphy claims that she picked up her Vicodin under “Lola Manilow,” and uncovers a website Murphy’s ex created after her death “where he posted a lot of horrible photographs that he took of you [dressed] as a clown.” She finds someone selling the handles from Judy Garland’s casket.
At the end of the day, though, the most interesting person in the zines, again and again, is Alissa herself. Like most obsessives, she’s worth obsessing over. It’s hard not to view her as a little touched. A snapshot of her 20s (I’ll let you find out about the rest of her life in the zines): Seventeen-year-old Alissa follows an older man to New York from Rhode Island after high school. He dumps her, so she rents an apartment in Brooklyn with the money she steals from her cashier job at a hair salon downstairs from the Saint Mark’s Hotel. (“A real loser job for 1996.”) Within a year, she’s discovered by a model scout, who cuts her hair and sends her to London to meet Edward Ennufil, who books her for two shows on the spot: Junya Watanabe, and the now infamous Hussein Chalayan “Burka show,” with models dressed in successively diminishing fabric. (“I was the cut-off before Zora Star showed full bush.”) She’s twenty years old. Steven Klein starts booking her for dozens of magazines. She moves to London, where lands the cover of i-D, and Dazed and Confused, and Juergen Teller includes her in his famous Go-Sees portrait series. She meets her future ex-ex-husband Banks Violette, the catalyst for an epiphany that “this guy is so smart and I’m like a stupid idiot.” This is the kind of epiphany, for a normal person, that would lead to a new hobby, or something.
But Alissa, incapable of doing anything halfway, quits modeling and moves back to New York to become a “passionless shop girl at If Boutique.” It’s just more dignified. For a few years, she actually believes this. She marries Banks, and gets another shopgirl position. But watching people spend money all day is demoralizing. Her whole life was suddenly demoralizing. (Banks was getting “really, really famous and I’m like, I’m just a loser who works at the Alexander McQueen shop.”) In a fit of panic, she applies to college at the New School, where she…meets a virginal 18-year-old Lena Dunham, crying in a bathroom stall after their Fashion and Identity Formation seminar. (Lena transferred to Oberlin soon thereafter, but their friendship was clearly written in the stars.) She graduates, and Banks gets her a better job, working at the gallery Luxembourg/Dayan. They divorce, remarry, and divorce again. She’s still in her twenties, by the way, and coming to the only worthwhile lesson from that decade: it’s just easier if you make something of yourself than to be somebody’s +1.
“Not only did I feel contaminated by the failure of a marriage that I had been counting on to save me from ever having to accomplish anything myself, but I also suddenly understood that I’d been foolish to believe that a rich person could like me on my own now that I was without an art-star husband,” Bennett writes in her newest zine.
It makes sense, in retrospect, that someone so committed to seeing herself as a loser, a word Bennett uses a lot to describe herself—despite everything always being, in my opinion, kind of glamorous—would become a historian of fuck-ups and bad behavior. (For the record, Bennett remains in the art world to this day; she has the same job as Jennifer Lawrence’s fiancé.)
No one tell her she’s cool; the work would suffer.
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The only company that took legal action was Marlboro. Shortly after releasing a red-and-white sweatshirt with the words “Lichtenboro” in a Marlboro-esque typeface, designer Brian Lichtenberg was sent a cease and desist letter by the cigarette company. “I was like, you’re not even a fucking clothing brand – where’s your sense of humour?” he sighs. “It was so lame.” He destroyed the sweatshirts.
You may not remember Lichtenberg’s name, but you’ll know his work: a playful oeuvre of sweatshirts with subverted designer (and sometimes cigarette company) logos, which enjoyed a robust period of popularity in the mid-00s before being copycatted and appearing on market stalls and Big Brother. The most popular was Homiés, a play on Hermès, although few designers were left unturned: Commes des Garçons, Chanel and Gucci all fell foul of Lichtenberg’s printer.
Cara Delevingne in Bucci. Photograph: Cara Delevingne/Instagram
It started in late 2006, when Lichtenberg brought out a sweatshirt emblazoned with Brianel no1. It was a play on Chanel – who, miraculously, didn’t sue. Buoyed, he tried out some more wordplay. Homiés, Bucci, Féline, Ballin – when riffing on the slogans of Hermès, Gucci, Céline and Balmain, he didn’t once ask for permission. By 2007, business was flying. Bellweather of posh fashion, Browns of London, started ordering boxes of Homiés to sit alongside its real designer pieces, and they all sold out. Rihanna requested a Homiés sweatshirt and posted a picture of it on Instagram. One day, Lichtenberg was walking down Rodeo Drive when he spotted a wealthy-looking woman dressed head to toe in Hermès except for an orange Homiés sweatshirt. She entered Hermés. Lichtenberg went in, too, and asked the staff what they thought? The lady, it transpired, wasn’t the first.
This was to become his Kairos moment and, in fashion, signified that parodies were becoming a legitimate trend – “Back then, the easiest way to show your fashion cred was to mix an original with something bootlegged,” he says. It shows you are in on the joke. Cara Delevingne, Irina Shayk, Lily Collins, Paris Hilton and A$Ap Rocky have all worn them. A few years later, at a trade fair in Guangzhou, China, he spotted a girl in an Alexander Wang bodysuit with one of his slogans on it – “Like it was a bastardised monster!” says Lichtenberg. It had eaten itself.
Santogold in a Brianel no1 top. Photograph: Matt Kent/Redferns
Ten years have passed since Lichtenberg, now in his late 30s, created his first sweater. But something seems to have stuck. “I never thought it would become as big as it did and I wouldn’t dare claim I started a trend but, yeah, but I suppose it did start something.” From Balenciaga playing on Bernie Sander’s look to Christopher Shannon turning Hugo Boss’s logo into “Loss International”, current menswear is fixated on parody with counterfeits having moved beyond eBay and Etsy to becoming legitimate style items. Homiés et al have kickstarted a movement.
Daisy Hoppen of Dover Street Market says Lichtenberg’s sweatshirts are without doubt part of the reason bootlegs have entered the autumn/winter collections. Alongside Shannon and Balenciaga, there’s a surfeit of bootlegs in everyday fashion this season. See Expert Horror’s twist on the Al Jazeera logo and Junya Watanabe MAN’s use of The North Face branding on its jackets. This burst of renewed interest has naturally led buyers back to Lichtenberg. They are back on the Wavey Garms site, and last month saw an unexpected search surge on eBay.
Homiés sweatshirt.
Lichtenberg’s play on Céline. Photograph: Ben Pruchnie/FilmMagic
Of course Lichtenberg wasn’t the first designer to do this. But unlike cult figures like Dapper Dan, who dressed 90s Harlem hip hop starts in custom-built counterfeit Gucci, Lichtenberg’s stuff was affordable (under $100 for a sweatshirt), opening up the world of designer labels to people who couldn’t afford it. A few years earlier, Naomi Klein had published her takedown of the corporate brand world, No Logo, and anti-capitalist magazines such as AdBusters sat alongside The Face in WHSmiths. Logomania had bedded in to the extent that it was being analysed and unpacked in streetwear: “Adihash” hoodies and “Enjoy Cocaine” T-shirts that played on Coca Cola’s logo) were huge among teens and Lichtenberg’s Homiés sweatshirt sat on that much-coveted intersection between hipster subversion and fashion legitimacy.
To Lichtenberg, recontextualising logos “was just quite fun. You know, a bit creative, too.” He describes his pieces as “bastardisations, or mutations. A spin on something, on pop culture, on something familiar.” Lichtenberg says his designs were never intended to be that sophisticated. But that didn’t stop his pieces becoming one of the most identifiable pieces of streetwear in the 00s, invigorating the bootleg scene and questioning the relationship between fashion and consumerism: “I love clever things, like I love humour in rap and brands I can spoof. I basically see a logo and think what I can do with it, aesthetically,” he says.
Lichtenberg himself. Photograph: Lauren/WWD/REX/Shutterstock
The legal wrangles with copyrighting are clear – to legally do what Lichtenberg did required permission from the company – but, it transpires, loosely enforced. It seems dependent on the person. Beyoncé sued Texas clothing Feyoncé for using her name, while shop staff at Céline bulk-bought Lichtenberg’s Féline sweaters for fun. But it is nowadays becoming recognised as an art form. A Cold Wall* designer Samuel Ross cut his teeth making counterfeit sportswear, while sites such as Sportsbanger and Bowcut Garms’ brilliant, wilful logo mockery have both turned bootlegging in a creative form, by and large without trouble from the companies. “In a lot of cases, I think some of the bigger labels are able to rise above it” says Lichtenberg. “They see it as flattery. Some of them practically encourage it.”
At 2.30am, Lichtenberg is plugging away on his laptop. He’s always preferred anti-social hours, but these days it is more work-related – tonight, he’s up sorting orders for his contemporary menswear line for Harvey Nichols in the UAE, so the time difference helps. “It’s nice to do something classic and contemporary,” he says. “But every day I was terrified of getting a letter from Gucci because of Bucci. It hasn’t happened yet, but it was my favourite thing.”
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Expanded version of this intro thread to 8P channel’s MONSTER CAFE!
Purchase links for the songs mentioned in this ppt:
iTunes Japan | Amazon Japan | Animelo Mix | Mora | Google Play Music Japan
As mentioned above, the full translated lyrics for both Come on a my cafe and MYSTIC SECRET can be found under the cut!
Come on a my cafe
Ghost (CV. Hatanaka Tasuku), Skeleton (CV. Yashiro Taku), Mummy (CV. Enoki Junya), Frankenstein’s Monster (CV. Lounsbery Arthur)
All: Welcome, customer! (Oh yeah!)
Hatanaka: When lunch was about to end, Enoki: An unfamiliar lady came in Lounsbery: We whisper amongst each other, exchange glances - Yashiro: Have your menu, and a blanket
Hatanaka/Lounsbery: So the coat you were using as an umbrella fluttered and flew away Yashiro/Enoki: And right before our eyes, your water glass drops down on you
All: Come on at my cafe more, I want to make you smile And make you forget the bad things in daily life It's okay to be selfish right now, Anything you wish for, I'll make it come true somehow.
Lounsbery: You watch curiously, marveling at the Enoki: Poisonous mushrooms standing on top of your pasta. Hatanaka: Looks fresh, isn't it? That's today's recommended -- WHOOPS!! Yashiro: A waiter's bone gets added in.
Hatanaka/Yashiro: The apprentice's fingers are transparent and he can't pick up the bone, Enoki/Lounsbery: The chef covered in bandages is smiling, the one covered in scars stands quietly
All: Come on at my heart, I faithfully promise That I'll definitely take care of you I have faith in my service, this place is rated 3 stars My heart overflows when I see such happy smiles
Hatanaka: You seem nervous, looking around so much, Lounsbery: Hey, what's the matter? Yashiro: Approaching you slowly, looking at you intensely, Enoki: I wonder if your stomach’s already full?
Yashiro: I'm glad I got to meet you, I want to serve you more, though
All: As an apology for messing around, We'll make you a cake next time, ok?
Come on at my cafe more, I want to make you smile I made you forget the bad things in daily life, didn't I? You say "I'll come again," and smile, I wave goodbye until your figure disappears - let's meet again!
MYSTIC SECRET
Grim Reaper/Death (CV. Nogami Sho), Wizard (CV. Kousaka Atsushi), Werewolf (CV. Masuyama Takeaki), Vampire (CV. Chiba Shouya)
Chiba: To the midnight feast, Masuyama: I welcome you, my lady. Nogami: Where might you be going? Kousaka: There’s nothing to be afraid of.
Nogami/Kousaka: The screams of the dead are BGM As the spirits play “trick or treat” Masuyama/Chiba: If you’re lost, we’ll give you snacks As the tables sway suspiciously
All: Mystic secret, come, come, hurry up You'll get bewitched if you won't eat up, don'tcha know? What kind of intentions lie within these deep red lips? The curiosity in your eyes is brighter than fear.
Masuyama: Curses or poisons or magic, Nogami: There's none of that in there. Kousaka: Doesn't it look delicious? Won't you have a taste, Chiba: And put it in your mouth?
Masuyama/Chiba: The moment you gulp it all down, your entire body Screams out "trick or treat". Nogami/Kousaka: It's better if you don't know, Because once you open the door of secrets, you can never go back.
All: Mystic secret, hurry up if you want it, The secret behind your return gift What kind of emotions lie in front of those trembling eyelashes? The moon peeks down on us, from between the clouds coiling around it
Chiba: Won't you give me some of your secrets? Masuyama: One, two, or three would suffice Nogami: Won't you give me some of your troubles? Kousaka: Every last one of them--
All: Mystic secret, let's talk it out, and I'll solve it for you So give thanks for this solving magic
Mystic secret, come, come, hurry up, In that moment before your tears fell, What kind of intentions lay within those deep red lips? There's no need to worry tonight, just sleep deeply, Fall asleep, good night.
???: “Good night.”
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AHHHH HAAHAHAHAAHAH THANK GOD IT’S FINISHED WHEW
i normally wouldn’t mix my shitposts (the ppt) to my more, uhh, serious TLs (the song lyrics), but they’re about the same thing so i figured, ehh, why not do it this way instead
actually before this i! was supposed!!! to do my actual intro TO 8P AS A SEIYUU SHOW PPT FIRST, so...yeah. yeah, for now this is just relating to their characters within the skit
i bought the tracks through amazon japan so on the off chance anyone is interested and wants to buy from there, hmu on twitter!
AS USUAL, these aren’t 100% accurate, i went more for substance over form so yeah this ain’t word for word guys
i kept translating “Come on a my cafe” as “Come on at my cafe” cuz i srsly believe that’s what it was supposed to be and no, frontier works, no amount of atsuko leggy can make me change my mind
thanks for reading!!! please do not redistribute these translations anywhere!!!!
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