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jae-daddy · 3 years

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jaebum mafia series

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pairing: im jaebum x reader genre: mafia, angst, romance, mature plot: im jaebum was your first love in university, but then disappeared, and now he’s back and he is a mafia leader? a/n: im so excited to write this story! i hope yall enjoy it too! not edited <3

You smiled at the dark-haired boy juggling the armful of snacks towards you. You get up, running over to him and helping him place everything onto the picnic mat.

“This is so much stuff, Jaebum,” you remarked looking at the pile of snacks heaping on the light pink blanket. Jaebum didn’t reply, instead, he reached into the bag he brought during the first run from the car and pulled out cushions and more blankets.

He set three books out for you and plopped himself onto the blanket. He lay a cushion underneath his head but kept a hand underneath his head as his other hand beckoned you towards him, “Come on babe, there are so many clouds today. I bet I can make more animals out of them than you.”

“Expand the category to anything,” you lay on his chest, crossing your ankles as you reached for one of the books he picked out for you. You opened the book, the smell of his cologne flowing through the pages, “And watch me whoop your ass as I read this book.”

Jaebum hummed tauntingly, as he brought his fingers into your hair, running through it gently.

You sighed happily, putting the book down on your stomach and gazed up at the sky. Once again you were reminded of how big this world was, how much bigger it was than your mind could comprehend. You were so small, so insignificant, but at that moment the golden sunshine fluttering in your chest was endless. In that moment, the entire universe was just this; just you and him. His heartbeat gently beating against your neck, your fingers finding their way to his.

There hand in hand, on the pink blanket, under the never-ending sky, you were endlessly happy.

“I don’t understand why we have to do this,” you heard him grumble for the hundredth time. You had let it go the first time, understandingly, but every time he repeated his resentment, every time he complained, the room became hotter. The apartment grew smaller, shrinking close around you; and this was the last straw. You couldn’t do it anymore.

You closed the last of the box from the kitchen and stared at the tall boy who made your living room look like a dollhouse.

Yugyeom looked up closing the final box, his eyes narrowing with irritation. You didn’t say anything and glared back at him.

This little brat was acting as if you were the one making him pack your apartment for you. You were helping him, and you didn’t need his help in the first place. Actually, you wouldn’t have had to move in the first place, but here you were moving out so you don’t get murdered in the middle of your sleep.

It was all Im Jaebum’s decision. Him deciding how to keep you safe, and him deciding to send this tall brat to help you pack up.

“Thank god we’re finished, anymore of your whining and I would have to murder you,” you rolled your eyes at him.

A corner of his red lips lifted as his eyes narrowed further, “You sure are violent for a waitress.”

Your eyes narrowed further at the way he said the waitress. He said it as an insult. As if was beneath him; as if being a waitress made you undeserving of his respect. And he should be respecting you, you had saved his life.

“And you whine like a child for being such a big bad criminal,” you smiled back at him.

Before he could reply, Jinyoung walked back into the apartment getting off the phone, “The movers will be here in fifteen minutes, are we done?”

“We done?” Yugyeom choked staring at Jinyoung. Yugyeom jabbed his tongue against his cheek angrily before muttering, “You didn’t do anything. I did.”

“I packed!” You protested at the same time as Jinyoung.

Yugyeom didn’t skip a beat, he pointed to Jinyoung first, “You have been gone for the past two hours making a phone call. You packed one box in total.” He then turned to you, scowling, “It’s not helping when it is your house. This is your shit-hole of a house, your shit, so you should be doing the packing anyway.”

Jinyoung just cooed, mockingly at the younger boy, “Is our little baby tired?”

“Aww,” you cooed along.

If looks could kill you and Jinyoung would be ten feet underground right now. But he didn’t say anything more and just stomped out of the apartment making you cringe. You were sure your neighbours downstairs would be cursing at the loud noise.

You turned to Jinyoung with a small smile, “Do you want a drink? I got four beers left in the freezer.”

“Why not,” he sighed, settling into the two-seater sofa, in the middle of the living room. You came back, passing him a bottle before sinking into the old sofa next to him.

“This is a really small place,” he commented talking in the apartment. It was small, it was just bigger than the hall you had breakfast in this morning. You hated the colour of the walls, but now that you were leaving you knew you were going to miss the way it clashed with every piece of furniture you ever got.

“It was good enough for me,” you replied, before taking a sip of the beer. You gasped at the old sensation burning down your throat making him turn towards you with raised eyebrows. You just smiled, gesturing to the beer, “It’s so cold and my throat feels so... raw.”

“Well, you did have an eventful past week.”

“Has it really been a week?” You both looked at the murky pink walls.

“Actually, it’s been less than a week.” He answered.

“It feels like it's been a lifetime,” you whispered.

Jinyoung stayed quiet for a few moments before saying, “It'll remain hard for a while until we solve this.”

“I know,” you sighed, taking a sip.

“It does get better though,” he took a sip before adding, “Or at least you get used to it.”

You bit your lip as a question bubbled inside you. You wanted to ask him why they did this if it was so tough. Why did they choose to be criminals when it was so dangerous, when they were getting hurt and hurting others. But you didn’t know if it was your place to ask him that.

Instead, you asked something that was probably equally as stupid, “How do you know Jaebum?”

His eyes crinkled as he chuckled at the question, shaking his head with a wide smile on his face, “JB and I go way back.”

“How back?” You turned towards him, completely interested.

They couldn’t have gone too back, because back then you knew Im Jaebum. And your Im Jaebum used to find the shapes of ducklings in the cloud, not shoot men and get blood splattered all over his suit.

You would’ve known of Jinyoung, in a story or heard his name in passing at the very least. But this was the first time you had heard of him.

Was it after his dad passed away? Was it so traumatic for Jaebum that he joined the wrong crowd?

“Nappies,” Jinyoung snorted, answering your question. “Our parents were friends, so we grew up together. He is my best friend and my boss, but he is my brother first and foremost. We always have each other's backs.”

You didn’t say anything and just stared at him, in confusion. How could he and Jaebum be so close but you never heard of him? No photo of him in his dorm, no appearance in the stories of his childhood he would tell you. It was almost as if Jinyoung had been a ghost for Jaebum in college.

You didn’t have the heart to tell Jinyoung that Jaebum didn’t mention him to you. So, you just continued to stare at him as you took him his dark features.

“All of us, us boys,” Jinyoung took a long sip of the beer. “We are all brothers, we will sacrifice ourselves before letting the other get in harm's way.”

You smiled at that, even though they were a bunch of criminals, “That’s admirable.”

“You’re part of it now,” Jinyoung looked over at you, meeting your eyes with his sparkling ones. “We protect you like one of us now.”

“Just for three months,” you breathed, feeling uncomfortable under his heavy gaze.

Jinyoung nodded slowly, after a long moment he asked, “Will you move back here after it ends?”

“No, I can’t,” you bit your lip, shrugging a shoulder. “There’s no returning policy in this apartment.”

“That’s good then,” he said, making you frown. Jinyoung shot you a loopy smile before he explained, “It’s better to move so no one knows where you live anymore.”

A shiver ran through you at his words. It wasn’t just Marco’s men who could be after you. Certainly, they weren’t the only enemies Jaebum and his mafia had, the others might come after you too if they found out.

How long does this continue? When do you get to get out of here, truly free?

“The movers are here,” Mr Grumpy walked in, taking an unopened beer from between you and Jinyoung and chugging it down, “Fuck’s sake I needed that.”

“Language!” Jinyoung gasped.

You sipped from your glass of orange juice and vodka, shimmering your shoulders as you hopped around the room. The rhythm of the happy song wrapped around you as you did a twirl trying to keep the drink from spilling.

Due to the very imminent danger that currently resided over you, you had three weeks off work. A whole month of no working, of no diner, of doing absolutely nothing. Therefore, like every other sane person on basically house arrest, you got tired of spending day after day in your room.

In the past three days, you barely saw anyone. The last time you had seen anyone was Jackson who had come to inform you that you would not be going to work due to security issues. When you asked how they managed to get Randy to agree, he shrugged with a charming smile and said, “We can be very persuasive, waitress.”

It seemed like everyone called you waitress. Well, everyone except Jinyoung and Jaebum. Jinyoung being the gentleman he was called you respectfully by your name, and Jaebum, well, he just didn’t talk to you at all.

After the little meltdown, you sat down with yourself and made a list of all the pros and cons of staying here. The pros included you were safe, you will not get kidnapped or murdered, you would live under the same roof as Jaebum which meant you would run into him, talk to him and maybe, just maybe, everything would go back to normal. Cons were that they, themselves, kill you, use you as a drug mule, and you find out Jaebum remembers but is ignoring you because he despises you.

You groaned at the thought and took another deep chug from the glass in your hand. You were tired of staring at your wall endlessly, so you decided to have a little party by yourself. You went down to the kitchen where the staff were shaking as if you’d pull out a gun and shoot them any second.

You took another drink for that example, trying to drown the nausea bubbling in your stomach.

Don’t think about it, you reminded yourself. If I don’t think about it, it didn’t happen.

You went to the kitchen and the kitchen staff almost shit themselves. You tried to make them feel relaxed, but your anxiousness only made them more on guard and scared. When you asked for a bottle of vodka and orange juice, and chicken nuggets, they were more than happy to please you.

To spell your boredom away you were drinking vodka, eating chicken nuggets, and singing and dancing with your entire soul to your playlist. You walked over to the speaker, cranking it up before playing the next song.

You groaned at how perfect the song was, you welcomed the nostalgia as you spun away from the control. You shimmied towards your plate of chicken nuggets, picking one up and stuffing it into your mouth as you began singing the lyrics.

“Oh god,” suddenly the music was so faint you could barely hear it.

“Oh no, that was the best part!” You groaned, turning around, singing the part with all your heart. The words got stuck in your throat as you saw the familiar boy standing in all black in front of you.

You gave him a toothy grin, as you sighed, happily, “Finally.”

Jaebum stared at you with an unreadable expression.

“Ugh,” you groaned taking him in. It was so unfair, it was so fucking unfair. How the hell did he get hotter over the years, isn’t age supposed to make people not attractive? Im Jaebum was ageing like fine wine, “And I wanna drink all of it.”

You pointed at him, your finger moving in circles despite you standing straight.

Im Jaebum looked like sin in all black. His dark locks messily pushed back, revealing his fucking sexy forehead. His forehead was so sexy, how had you never realised how sexy it was before? Maybe because he didn’t put it up before, your Jaebum had his hair falling over his forehead.

He would feel uncomfortable in the black shirt this Jaebum wore, and the black slacks. Your Jaebum would have been itching to get out of those expensive black dress-shoes and into his converses.

But this Jaebum was stunning. The dark black of midnight stark against his pale skin made his dark features even darker. It made him look more dangerous, stronger, more... angry.

“You’ve had more than enough to drink,” he crossed his arms in front of him. Your gaze followed the way his arms bulged under the black material. You licked your lips as your eyes roamed over him.

He did get a lot fitter than you remembered him. Maybe because he was a man this time around and not a boy.

He was a man though.

Such a typical fucking man, trying to dictate your life. This is exactly what you had seen growing up, a man trying to dominate over the females around him; that alpha male ego bullshit.

“I’ll do whatever the fuck I want,” you told him, giving him your best sassy look.

Jaebum didn’t look intimidated. For a brief moment you thought you saw a glimpse of a smile on his lips, but that might have been your imagination. Because all he did was shake his head, his face emotionless and sombre as he replied, “If you have any more, you’ll regret it.”

“So, I’ll be the one regretting it,” you shrugged, walking towards him. You lost your balance but caught yourself. You held up a hand towards Jaebum, who had flinched slightly at your potential fall. You stood up straighter, “I’ll vomit, I’ll have a headache. I’ll be the one to die if those other mafia people kidnap me, what’s it to you?”

“I’m not having any conversation with you in this condition,” he shook his head, grabbing the vodka bottle before walking towards the door.

You frowned, suddenly feeling scared that he’s going to leave. You didn’t want him to go, even if all he did was stand there and glare at you, pretending not to remember you, you wanted him to stay.

“No, you can’t-” you hiccuped, you can’t leave, you wanted to tell him.

Jaebum sighed, looking incredible in his black outfit, as he glanced at the vodka bottle in his hand, “You-”

He let out another exhausted sigh before saying, “I’m taking it for myself. I want to have some.”

You smiled brightly at that.

“Yes! Of course, you can have some!” You sat down in front of the fireplace, beside the table with the chicken nuggets. You gestured to the plate, as the heat of the fire gently hovered over your back, “Here have some chicken nuggets, it tastes exactly like McDonald's with the sauce!”

Before Jaebum could reply you felt yourself falling backwards, but you quickly caught yourself. You let out a little giggle as Jaebum found standing with both his arms out as if he could catch you from across the room.

“I’m good,” you mumbled. You were about to say more but then you started thinking of the picnic that day with Jaebum. No one could’ve predicted it, but one moment you fell asleep under the summer sky only to wake up to a rainstorm.

You felt someone settle next to you. You looked over to find Jaebum, and you smiled brightly, “You came.”

“Of course, I’d always come back to you,” he smiled back brightly.

Jaebum’s frown deepened, making your smile turn upside down.

You watched him in the flames of the fire behind you, and your heart sank, “You don't smile anymore. I haven’t seen you smile since I met you again.”

You reached up and brushed a strand of hair that fell onto his forehead. His bright dark eyes met your drunk gaze, and you frowned this time. You felt tears prickle your eyes as you ran the back of your hand down his cheek, “There is a darkness around you. You walk with it, or it walks with you. Why?”

Why are you so sad?

Why are you here?

What happened to make you like this?

Was it all the people you have hurt? Does it weigh down on you? Does it hurt you thinking about them too?

Did you start as a mistake too? Wrong place, wrong time, and this is your life now?

I understand how you feel. I’m just like you.

I think of those men I’ve shot too. I am just as bad. Does the numbers or intention even matter when the blood on your hands is the same?

“Pew pewpewpew pew,” you aimed your finger gun as you shot different areas of the room. You had shot real humans, you were a shooter. You knew how to use guns. You were dangerous too, you understood Jaebum, “Pew pew.”

“What the fuck are you doing?” Jaebum stared at you, terrified.

You turned towards him, your eyes heavy as you gave him a close-lipped smile. You lifted up your finger gun and blew the smoke coming out from the shots you just took.

“I am,” you answered, slurring, dangerous, a criminal, bad as just as him, all about the bad life, “Pewpew pew.”

I’ve missed you so much. Your eyes prickled with tears again, making Jaebum’s dark eyes widened at the emotion in your eyes.

“You’re...” your words got lost as you slurred more, finding it harder to say each word. You frowned remembering he wanted to drink but he hadn’t even taken a sip of the alcohol or had any of the chicken nuggets. Don’t you “like chicken nuggets?”

You used to love them before, your bottom lip quivered as a few tears spilt from your eyes. You missed Jaebum, you missed him so much.

You were so happy he was here.

You grabbed his hand and held it tight, before resting your head on your elbow. You’re just going to take a short little- no, not a nap. Just close your eyes for like one second, literally.

“You cried because I’m like chicken nuggets?” was the last thing you heard him whisper before you knocked out.

You groaned as you sat on the table the next morning. The sunshine was too bright, the world was spinning, and you felt like throwing up with every step you took. You steadied yourself in your seat, holding your hammering head in your hands as you held back the urge to throw up.

“Someone had a wild night,” Bambam commented getting into his seat.

Yugyeom sat beside him, smirking at your pain, “God, you’re pathetic, waitress.”

“Just because you’re not fun to be with alone doesn’t mean everyone else is too,” Mark came to your rescue sitting on the first chair on the right. Your gaze went to the seat Jaebum would occupy and internally groaned.

Why did you drink so much?

You had said so much; done so much.

Your stomach twisted when the memory of your softly caressing his soft cheek attacked your mind.

Oh, god, you were dead.

This is why you are having breakfast in the hall, and not in your bedroom like the other days.

You turned towards Mark, the hangover taking a backseat at the new terror lodging around you, “Why are we eating here today?”

“We have breakfast together every Thursdays,” he replied, and you eased back into your chair.

So, it wasn't for you. He didn't bring you out in front of everyone to shame you, or to kick you out. It was just a tradition, that’s fine.

No, it was not fine. You still had done and said all those things yesterday.

Omg, did you cry?

You cringed as the memory of the tears spilling from your eyes struck you this time. God, why were you like this?

Before you could curse yourself any longer, the remaining boys walked in. Jinyoung settled next to you giving you a polite smile, as Jackson and Youngjae got into their respective chairs.

You didn’t want to look at Jaebum due to your embarrassing behaviour last night, but you couldn’t help yourself. Your gaze travelled to him and your breath got caught in your chest.

He was so sinfully handsome. He was once again dressed in complete black with his hair pushed back, but a few longer strands flopped forward. He needed a haircut or his hair would no one be able to stay pushed back. But the long strands made him look even more devilish.

Jaebum didn’t glance at you once as he walked towards his seat. He didn’t refer to you or acknowledge your existence all through the breakfast.

None of the others did too, all busy talking about their business and all the things they had to do this week.

You tried to listen to get hints of what kind of businesses they were involved in, but all you heard was white-collar affairs.

“Are you going to get drunk today too?” Youngjae teased when he saw you push around your breakfast.

You glared up at him, and then Yugyeom who matched his mocking smirk. What did these two have against you?

“I’m not an alcoholic,” you retorted. The two rolled their eyes, but it was that little huff of amusement that came from the head of the table that made you freeze.

You turned your surprised eyes over to Jaebum, who tried to cover his chuckle with a cough. His dark gaze met yours, and when he realised you won’t give in and look away, his shoulders slumped slightly as he said, “Well, you have been drinking every day for the past few days.”

“How do you--”

“I know everything that happens in my house,” he cut you off.

The thing is you should be terrified of this Jaebum. You didn’t know what he was capable of. You knew your Jaebum would never hurt you, but you didn’t know the stranger before you. You didn't know what made him tick, what he did to punish or who he even was.

But you stared into his calculating eyes as you replied, “I got carried away yesterday.”

The corner of his lip quirked up ever so lightly as he said, “I could tell.”

You just glared at him as he picked up a chicken nugget from his plate and bit into it, not shifting his eyes from you. That asshole, he made the cooks make chicken nuggets just to mock you about last night. What a little piece of shit, challenging you while eating chicken nuggets.

You hated the way your body reacted to him though. You were supposed to feel anger and rage course through you. But the way he bit into the piece of meat and stared his fiery gaze into your eyes made you feel hot all over. You had never wished to be a chicken nugget more than you did at that moment.

“Maybe,” a voice said beside you, snapping you out from his trance. You turned to find Jinyoung looking over at Jaebum. Jaebum’s attention was on Jinyoung now, silently telling him to continue, “Y/n just needs a break.”

“She is on a break,” Yugyeom snorted.

Jinyoung ignored him and continued, “She has been stuck in her room for the past few days, and will continue to be for a while. You can’t blame her for getting bored and trying to get her mind off things.”

“So, what do you suggest?” Jaebum lifted a perfectly manicured eyebrow.

You turned to Jinyoung, taking in all his beauty as he stood in front of his boss and talked for you. Even without you telling him, somehow, he knew how you felt and how you would certainly lose your sanity if you stayed locked up in there for a moment longer.

You smiled softly at him as he said, “Let her work.”

You rose an eyebrow at Jinyoung asking him what the hell did he mean by letting me. Jinyoung blinked at your reassuringly as he nodded slightly, telling you to trust him.

“No way,” Jackson said, “We’ll have to babysit her there.”

“Fine,” Jinyoung shrugs, turning to Jaebum. “There is an opening in the company, and I hire her.”

“Bullshit-”

“-Is she even qualified?”

“You wouldn’t hire me?!”

Jinyoung clicked his tongue and silence fell over the room. He continued to look at Jaebum and said, “I did a background check on her. She has a business degree from an Ivy League university.”

The same one you went to, you bit your tongue from screaming towards Jaebum.

Well, it wasn't like you wanted the job. But it was better than being stuck here all day.

“She’ll leave soon and we will need a replacement, and it’s important business,” Yugyeom glared at you. “How can we trust that she won’t sell our information to other companies.”

“Ah,” Jinyoug sighed, nodding. You snapped your head towards him, betrayed. How could he do this? Wasn’t he on your side?

“I guess we’ll have to employ her around the house then,” he murmured, you narrowed your eyes at how insincere he sounded. You saw the false lightbulb go over his head, as he acted terribly surprised and exclaimed, “I know! She can help you with the Greenhouse, Jaebum!”

“No!” You both answer at the same time. You meet his gaze as he shoots lasers through them to kill you. You smirked at that and lean back. A smile spread over your lips before nodding enthusiastically at Jinyoung, “Oh that sounds perfect!”

Jinyoung looks down at you, grinning, “That’s settled then! She remains on the property and doesn’t get bored. Perfect.”

“Perfect,” you smirk, staring at the disdained male at the head of the table.

He said he couldn’t remember you.

You stabbed a slice of apple with your fork before chomping a big bite off, let’s see how much longer he can pretend.

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trentsleatherboots · 3 years

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Carach Angren, interview translation Dutch > English

Published in the magazine Rock Tribune, edition June 2020, nr. 192.

Text by Morbid Geert. Fotos: Stefan Heileman.

WILL THE REAL FRANKENSTEIN STAND UP NOW?

At the end of last year you could already read about how we kept close watch on Carach Angren. Back when they were still heavy in the production process, on Halloween Day we went over to Ardeks homebase and studio to see the first glimpse of their new work and later Rock Tribune got invited to listen to the album in Germany. Now it's almost time for 'Franckensteina Strataemontanus' to be shown to the world and that's why we wanted to take an even deeper look. Weaponed with an oil lamp and shovel we went onwards towards the graveyard to uncover the soul stirrings of Ardek. (Text: Morbid Geert)

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Ardek, the last time I talked to you the songs were still in a very early stage and what we heard was more of a pre production. Did you tinker more afterwards to come to an end result or did you purposely keep your hands off to avoid overproduction?

"In terms of song structures and lyrics not much changed on the premature songs that you heard. What followed however was another production-finish, where especially the mix and mastering made a big change. That last stadia really lifted it all to another plane and you can really hear that."

A FRESH LOOK.

As far as I knew, Patrick Damiani was still fully onboard working on the songs at Tidal Wave Studio in Germany. How important was it for you to pull an extra producer into the process? After all, you are very much at home with that as well? Or maybe not as much as you'd like?

"Back then he worked on drumediting and played the basslines, but his role is way bigger than that. We've worked together a lot and now we're doing something for L'Âme Immortelle, where we vibe together perfectly and know exactly how to handle such a project. When he takes on production for Carach Angren however, I notice how much better he controls it. He has so much knowledge about drum sounds, mixing,... and he's really specialised in it. It is nice to add that knowledge, it brings a lot of added value. These days a lot of bands record at home and that all makes it a lot cheaper, but a good producer brings a lot of experience and equipment, it ends up with a whole different result. Besides, we left the mix and mastering to Robert Carranza."

That last one is a pretty big name, who among others worked with Marilyn Manson. I can imagine that has a big impact on your budget, but was it worth it?

"I think so. When I listened to 'Killing Strangers' by Marilyn Manson on headphones and heard the bassline, it went so deep that it turned me upside down. Apparently Robert Carranza mixed that album. Furthermore he does a lot of different things such as make latin music and win grammy's, but in the extreme metal scene he is totally unknown. However, he wanted to help himself to our record and yes, the price was steep, but I managed to convince both the band and the label… even though that wasn't without some doubts, since all eyes were on me for a bit. I had a good feeling about it and shared it, with the result being having a record now that doesn't sound like the others. He had a fresh look on our work and thus we could avoid the recognisability of the average metal producer. There are too many records that when you hear them you know exactly who had their hands on them and in which studio they were recorded. Contrary to what you might think, there was constant contact with him (Robert) and a lot of talking about how we wanted it to sound. In particular the clarity of the sound is massive and gives it a bit more of a cinematic effect. There was no compression applied where everything sounds constantly loud and where as a listener you'd get easily tired, but the dynamics were preserved."

DIDN'T FEEL LIKE IT ANYMORE.

To refer back to Patrick Damiani: if he does so much and even plays the basslines, do you see him as sort of a 4th band member or is that just a bit too much credit?

"That's not how we see him. He's an amazing producer and musician, who gives us his opinion and helps us out. On the other hand he is not part of the creative process and he isn't on stage with us… but it is a relationship that's been going on for 12 years and something we get a lot out of."

Now I'm saying '4th band member', but after the recordings of your new record ended, your brother and drummer Namtar left the band. Can I ask what happened and if you saw this coming, or whether it was a bolt from the blue?

“In November he recorded his drum tracks and back then everything went fine, but then there came an offer to play at '70000TONS OF METAL'. Since we always looked at the financial side of the band together, we talked about the offer and he was immediately against it. I thought that was strange and to me it seemed better to sit around the table with three to talk about it. Then it became apparent that he'd been wrestling with it for sometime and in brief didn't feel like it anymore. We offered him to take a break of a few months instead of just throwing away what we've worked for the last 20 years, but that wasn't a solution. It wasn't an easy decision, but afterwards we saw it had been an issue for a long time and at that point you rather put a stop to it. That hit us hard, but you can never force somebody to stay in a band. To keep our motivation high we played '70000TONS OF METAL' after all with Michiel van der Plicht of God Dethroned as replacement. That pleased us all and he's willing to help us out in the future."

Michiel van der Plicht in indeed an amazing drummer. Are there any plans to keep him in the band permanently or is this an emergency solution and is there an offer still standing?

"I discussed that extensively with Seregor, but together the two of us stay the core of the band. We already have an extra guitarist live and in the studio we will definitely have those people join again, but all decisions will be made by us two in the end. We want to avoid that other people leave a mark on the band, causing us to lose our individuality (personality). It's about so much more than just making music: the stage decor, our own stage outfits,... for us it is very clear and it's going well, so we only need help to fill in with the music in the studio and during lives."

MILKED OUT?

Let's get to the core of business. At the end of this month is the release of your 6th album, 'Franckensteina Strataemontanus'. Now lends the Frankenstein story itself perfectly for a horror metal band, but I wondered if the story isn't too milked out by other bands… unless you do it with a completely new vision. After all, that's what you did with 'This Is No Fairytale', where Hans and Gretel were transported to the now and the horror became bigger than ever.

"When we started, I had the same feelings about the Frankenstein story, but there's a twist to it. Everything started for me as a dream, where I flew through an old house. There, I heard dissonant piano tunes and I got sucked into a room where a portrait of an old man hung on the wall. Later I made a drawing of that portrait and it got stuck in my head. When I began doing research for the album months later and even read Mary Shelley's amazing book 'Frankenstein', I found out that there is a theory that when she wrote her book she was influenced by Johann Konrad Dippel, an 18th century alchemist. Then when I looked him up, he turned out to look like what I had seen in my dream, which personally motivated me to dig deeper. Dippel is an unknown figure for the masses and that's why it seemed fascinating to us to do something with it. There is fiction and truth mixed in our story. By the way, Dippel lived in Frankenstein Castle near Darmstadt, where he was looking for the elixir to eternal life. He was also a theologist, but he clashed with the church and was therefore cast away. Because he also did experiments on cadavers and sought life extending resources, he would've inspired Mary Shelley for her story. What we did was make a concept around the source of her story instead of following the clichés. That monster with screws in his head, we've seen it already before…"

Yet it doesn't seem like a concept album, because I notice that you address very diverse subjects.

"It is definitely a concept, since all stories are connected to one another, even if it's not noticeable. 'Operation Compass' is about the North-African desert war between the Brits and Italians. In official documents the Brits were ordered that if there were to be a fallback, to make all sources unusable for the enemy with 'Dippel's oil' (a nasty substance that made water undrinkable but did not poison it, so it was in battle with the Geneva protocols). In our story it leads to a demonic outburst that went towards the soldiers. So you see, Dippel comes back throughout different moments in history. 'Der Vampir von Nürnberg' is about a real figure that is still alive. He committed necrophilia, killed people and drank their blood, … but is now at large. In our story he lost his ways after reading Dippel's books, which once again links it with the core story. 'Here In German Woodland.', the opening song, is about a boy that gets lost and dies in the forest surrounding Darmstadt, but later comes back and eats his parents. In the closing song 'Like A Conscious Parasite I Roam' it all comes full circle: Dippels life elixir only works for his soul, and his body rots away, so he searches for a guest body and his spirit creeps into that little boy."

In a few songs, some German lyrics show up. Is that besides the concept also because of the grim sound of the language or is it simply because you live so close to Germany and it has a certain impact?

"The subject lends itself to it of course and Seregor speaks German very well, which made things easier. And yes, the sound does play a certain role. 'Der Vampir von Nürnberg' sounds way better than the English translation, it immediately sets the right tone."

Some of these stories are the result of reality, but are often at least as gruesome as many fantasy stories: such is the bonus song 'Frederick's Experiments' about the sick science experiments of emperor Frederick II, a man who apparently was not inferior to the Nazi doctors?

"Yes, you can say that he set a good example! Seregor came with the idea and somewhere the story did fit within the total picture, even though we couldn't fit it into the big story. Our label Season Of Mist however asked for a bonus track and that's how we managed to include the song after all."

CROSS-POLLINATION.

What I noticed with the first sneak preview, but what has become clear now, is that Carach Angren this time worked very innovative musically. Watch out, it is immediately clear that it is from Carach Angren, since you already have your own sound, but at the same time there are noticable things we haven't heard from you before. The title track has a considerable industrial touch and we also hear something from Laibach in it, just like 'Monster'. Is that something you've only recently been getting into or have you maybe secretly been an industrial fan for years?

"It is more recent, even though I've always been appreciative of it. By also collaborating with Till Lindemann for his project Lindemann, I also came into contact with it more and started taking it up unconsciously. Afterwards I got to experiment with it for my solo project and that's how I came up with the song 'Monster'. Seregor tested some things out for singing for that song and it just made sense. It was very cool to experiment like that, which you should when you're making a record based on Frankenstein…"

It became a musical experiment instead of scientific experiment, but you do create a parallel, yes.

"Inside Carach Angren we like to put a lot of variety in the songs and if you can also give that a different look, then that is something you should try. We ourselves are absolutely crazy about it! Some fans will have to swallow when they hear those songs, but for them there are plenty of old school songs on it."

To come back to Lindemann: he and Peter Tägtgren got you involved since you are so good with classical orchestras and arrangements, but in the end it seems to have become two-way traffic, doesn't it? Have you learned a lot from it and developed other visions?

"We worked together in a very awesome way and you do learn a lot from that. You grow as a componist, as musician and as producer. It made me compose more compactly and I sometimes pursue slightly less complex songs, like the two more industrial based songs. Always great to be able to take a different approach."

Both those songs have an easier buildup, but in the other songs you go back to the complexity that you left out purposefully 'Dance And Laugh Amongst The Rotten'. Is it a way to generate more contrast?

"In some ways yes, but it depends on how it works out in a song. We tried to make the title track a bit longer, but then the effect fell away and it didn't feel right anymore. But strangely enough I write a complex song like 'Der Vampir von Nürnberg' easier than a less complex piece like 'Monster'. With less arrangements it quickly becomes hard to keep it exciting(engaging), but seeing as you want to keep the concept to level, you need to have enough variation. The industrial songs sound a bit less complex, but there is a lot happening in the background and they are full of tiny details that make the difference."

MIXING COLOURS.

With the new approach you have opened some doors to maybe do more experimenting in the future. Is that actually your goal or is there nothing reasoned behind it and do such new influences pop up sooner when they seem to be able to improve the song?

"It all almost comes down to what the concept of the album requires. Back when we wrote 'Death Came Through A Phantom Ship' we added swirling waves and custom/adapted sounds to it. With the new record the 'marching' of the pulsing industrial beat seemed to work the best with our Frankenstein theme. You have to see it like a painter who is mixing colours to make a new colour to fit his vision. We don't do any different and we would love to experiment more in the future. If we see what we've already tried with singing now … in the long run we were completely out of control trying to do crazy things."

The singing is indeed a very remarkable part of 'Franckensteina Strataemontanus'. We always thought Seregor had a good black metal voice, but we were very impressed by the way he twisted his voice this time around and helped set the mood.

"We are very happy about that ourselves. He delivered an excellent job and we really pushed everything to get to that point. We actually took several weeks to make sure my home studio was in perfect condition and sometimes Seregor had to redo a certain part up to 10 times to get the result we wanted, but he did it without struggling. A lot of singers that ask so much from their vocal chords are dead on their feet after an hour, but then there is Seregor who gets through the day without complaining, even while screaming his lungs out. While recording 'Operation Compass' we did however find out it is better to record a deep grunt in the early morning, since your voice is still a bit slow and heavier from sleep.”

MUSIC AS A BOOST.

The whole corona crisis made it so that as a band it is way more difficult to promote an album now, since all concerts got cancelled. Did that have a big impact on Carach Angren or can you make it?

"I myself am very concerned with the people who are really affected by the disease and that is why I can partially ignore the inconveniences for ourselves. Nevertheless, it has a serious effect on the music industry, although that is secondary to me. We are dealing with a pandemic, people are dying and we all have to work to keep everything under control. In addition, it is strange to release an album in a full crisis, but we decided to go for it anyway. It's a cool record and we already started the promotion, so we just keep going. For now, tours are not planned, but that does not mean that we will now stream all kinds of performances to attract attention. We are not that type of band… what is a shame is that our plans for a very cool video clip are now also being abandoned. We had to go to Germany and there are also the social distancing rules, which make such a recording impossible. But should we really want that and turn it into drama? Of course it sucks to have to promote the release like this, but the whole world is just not what it was a few months ago."

Do you have any alternative ideas to bridge that gap? I know that you guys always have enough visual ideas and there already is a lyric video for 'Monster', but I can imagine that there is more to come.

"We are working on that yes, because last month we made one for 'Der Vampir von Nürnberg' and next month we might take another song in hand. We will keep doing those sorts of things together with some 'making of-' videos that we recorded in the studio, that way we can give the album some extra promotion. Nothing for us to worry about so… by the way, there is something about releasing a record in times like these. The people have been stuck at home for months and have nothing to do, so if we can give them a new piece of music to listen to to get through the day, then that is awesome too. It would be disappointing for the fans if we just put our new work on the shelf because of this pandemic. Every band should do what they think is best, but we had already started our press campaign anyway and we would also be a lot less driven if we only had to arrive 'with old stuff' within six months or later."

Carach Angren already has a few beautiful video clips which are build up with a real story and don't only have something musical to offer. In addition, there are also the lyric videos, where certainly those for the complete album 'This Is No Fairytale' with comic images by Costin Chioreanu stand out from the crowd. Have you never thought of bundling everything on a DVD?

"We've honestly never thought about that, but that's actually a really great idea! I think it would be nice to bundle everything together and that way we immediately remove some (away) from youtube. That can always be a good idea for the future."

LEARNING SCHOOL.

As songwriter of Carach Angren you may have previously absorbed a lot of influences that shaped you into the musician and songwriter you are today. Can you list the five most essential records or artists that shaped you personally and what exactly were their interests?

"That is a good question that doesn't let itself be answered very easily. In the classical field and orchestras I think Tchaikovsky and Stravinski are very important. They both had a lot of influence on me as a componist. Another important inspiration to me in that respect is John Williams (modern componist famous for his film scores for Star Wars, Jaws, Jurassic Park..) They helped shape me even more when it comes to layered composing, although I don't come close to what they do. As a child I followed keyboard lessons for 8 years, I did a year of conservatory and studied a year of music and media, as well as cinematic orchestration. Those last two were online, but on a serious level and you really had to write pieces for an orchestra. I learned a lot there, but ever since then I kept learning by actually doing it myself, looking through books and analyzing musical pieces. But if I hadn't gotten the theoretical basis I had as a child, I would've never been able to do this today. On production level I have to mention Nine Inch Nails and, something you'd might find strange, Michael Jackson! If you see how well their albums are produced, and how many layers are incorporated, it's amazingly well done! You can say about Michael Jackson's music what you want, but the way the songs are built up and how much dynamics are in there thanks to the arrangements by Quincy Jones, it is absolutely astounding. There is no lack of bells and whistles and sometimes, for example, the snare drum comes in in four layers, something you don't hear so loudly even in extreme metal. I mainly listen to those albums as an audiophile to analyze them and see what I can get out of it as a producer. Last week I checked the solo record of Roger Waters, in which I heard effects that seemed to be situated outside the loudspeaker field. Then I want to know how that is done and whether I can integrate it with Carach Angren. That kind of thing is the reverse of the compression they use too often today and you wonder why we don't all go in that direction anymore."

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Translated by Jeordie/Trentsfishnets.

(For the record, if this interview already exists in English, I will just see this as translating practice C:)

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Good day, Sleep! I sincerely hope you're alright. Might I trouble you for some hcs for the Obey Me! Brothers with an MC wandering the HoL late at night because they can't sleep? Take care and enjoy your day! 💫

Good day anon!! I’m going to have to cut this shorter than I would’ve liked, but I really wanted to get this out there! (I hope you take care as well, and thank you for your kind words!)

Edit: I lied, I think this is longer than the last ask, forgive me -

Demon Brothers’ Reactions to an MC Wandering the HoL Late at Night

Lucifer

He heard your footsteps before actually seeing you.

He was working late into the night again when your feet padded by his door, sounding listless. He checked the time: 1:07am.

What were you doing up at this hour?

You were about to turn the corner when his door opened, his head poking out.

His eyes zeroed in on you. “What are you doing?”

You look to the side, shifting on your feet. Ultimately, you shrug. “Just walking, I guess.”

“Just walking.” He repeated blandly, and had to mentally count to ten so he didn’t explode. “You’re walking instead of sleeping? Tomorrow...well, later today I suppose, we have RAD to attend to. You should be in your room.”

Uneasiness flickered across your face despite you doing your best to hide it, and he noticed it. “Maybe I just want to clear my head for a bit? The halls are nice and quiet at night. It’s...calming.”

...Oh. So that’s what was going on.

Lucifer stepped out of his room, closing the door behind him and walking to catch up with you. “Then I suppose you won’t mind if I join you on this little excursion of yours.”

You looked like you were going to protest, but in the end you sighed. “Alright, let’s go.”

It was quiet as you two walked. Lucifer didn’t say a word, which surprised you; you thought he was going to scold you for wandering the halls so late.

“Oh, I will; however, that won’t exactly help you in this instance, now will it?”

- Wait, you said that out loud? ...Well then.

You grimaced. “Some things...are better left unsaid. “Let sleeping dogs lie” and all that.”

He wanted to press for more information, but the bags under your (interestingly enough) alert eyes stayed his hand.

He nodded. “I understand.”

Your late-night/early morning walk with him made you feel more at ease. For the first time that night, you felt tired enough to fall asleep.

You two pause outside your door. You had subconsciously found your way back here, as if you knew that this walk would tire you out. “Hey, Lucifer?”

“Hm?” He hummed, turning to you.

“...Thanks. For this, I mean.”

His eyes widened a fraction before a smirk spread across his lips. “Of course. If you have trouble falling asleep in the future, then feel free to knock on my door. I will always answer.”

It was a promise. You nodded, waving him off before flopping onto your bed.

You take him up on his offer every once in a while, especially when it seems like he’s overworking himself. (...Which is all the time.)

Mammon

You wandered the halls because you had a nightmare.

You woke up with adrenaline coursing through your veins, heart racing and breaths coming out in short gasps. A cry for help died on your lips as you became more aware of your surroundings, and you blinked to get the tears out of your eyes. You wished you could say that you didn’t remember it, but you did.

Lucifer. Levi. Satan. Asmo. Beel. Belphie. Solomon. Simeon. Luke. Barbatos. Diavolo.

One by one, they all left you.

You couldn’t even reach your family in the Human Realm; they had left you too, long before the others did.

Mammon was the last to go, grinning as he told you that he played you like a fiddle. “Ya should know better than to trust a demon, y’know. Humans are so stupid! I already took all of your money; have fun livin’ now...if ya can.”

You...had no one.

You pressed the heel of your palm into your eye, letting out a shaky chuckle. You knew what it meant; monophobia. It was the same dream you’ve been having for the past month, and to be honest...you were starting to believe it. It wasn’t like you could confide in anybody, either; you lived in a house full of demons, after all.

I’m just an ordinary human with life experiences unique to me that make up my person. I’m...I’m alone.

Is that why I was hell-bent on befriending people down here? You asked yourself, but asking yourself made you feel worse and hyper-aware of your big, dark room.

It’s empty in here.

You felt like you were suffocating, so once you wrapped a blanket around yourself (because it felt like a hug, like someone cared enough to wrap their arms around you, but it was only a blanket and you had no one) you left your room.

You didn’t know where you were going; all you knew was that you had to go. You started out at a slow walk, speeding up into a fast pace, then a run, and then you were sprinting -

“OW!!”

You accidentally hit someone in your panic, the other almost falling over.

You took a step forward, berating yourself for not watching your surroundings better. “I’m sor- ”

You stopped once you saw who it was. Mammon dusted himself off, grumbling about “running into trouble no matter what he did” when he noticed you.

“What the hell are ya doin’ out here, so late at night? Don’t humans need their sleep or somethin’?” He looked you over, fussing about how “his human was a magnet for danger” and that he couldn’t even keep his eyes off for a second lest you walk into a life-threatening situation.

He patted your shoulders. “Not a hair out of place. If you’re goin’ somewhere, why didn’t ya tell me? I’m your first man, after all; I gotta protect ya!”

You blinked. Then, without warning, something wet trailed down your cheeks as you stared at him in silence.

Needless to say, Mammon freaked out. “Wh-What?! Hey, y-you don’t gotta cry over that! I’m fine! You didn’t even hit me that hard, see? N-Now stop cryin’, damnit!”

You let out a watery laugh. “It’s not that...you know what? Nevermind.”

Mammon trailed after you as you walked down the hallway. “Oi, don’t leave me hangin’! Why did ya start bawlin’? HEY!!”

You didn’t have to worry about a thing. Even if your family left you...

Even if the whole world turned against you...

Deep in your heart, you knew that Mammon would never betray you.

Leviathan

“Dun, dun, dundun dun, dun, dundun dun, dun, dundun- NUNUNUUU!!”

You whisper-sang the Mission: Impossible theme song as you crept down the halls, peeking the corners as if you were going to be shot at without warning.

You narrowed your eyes at a particular entryway, a grin spreading across your lips.

“Target acquired.”

You stepped into the kitchen, slowly opening the fridge and wincing whenever it made a sound. Beel knew the noises the fridge made by heart, so he would no doubt run in if he heard that something was amiss.

You pulled out a slice of angel cake Luke had gifted to you earlier, your stomach rumbling in anticipation. You had waited oh so long for this moment, and now nothing was going to stop you from -

“...Uh.”

Levi stood in the doorway, headphones slipping off his ears as he pushed them down. He looked like he’d seen a ghost, and you looked like you’d seen a ghost, and oh diavolo this was awkward.

He gasped, pointing at you. “You!!”

You gasped, pointing at him. “You!!”

(You know the spider-man meme? Yeah that’s the one)

Levi’s next gasp was dramatic. It seemed that he saw your angel cake, his finger shifting to point at that instead. “STOP!! You have violated the law! You must pay the court a fine, or you shall pay the price!”

Your eyes narrowed. “Hoh?” You picked up your fork, holding it out in front of you like a sword. “I wonder if you’re all bark and no bite.”

Levi reached into a nearby drawer, taking out a fork of his own and pointing the prongs at you. His eyes flashed; a challenge.

“Maybe you should ask yourself that, outlaw!”

You both carefully hit each other’s utensils, mimicking light saber sounds with the occasional snicker.

After a couple of minutes, Levi leapt back. You gasped; was he readying his special attack?!

He held his head up high, his fork- no, his sword - raised above his head.

“ALL WOMEN ARE QUEENS!!”

You scowled, your own fork sword raised to copy his.

“IF SHE BREATHES...SHE’S A THOT!!!”

You both screamed as you clashed, crashing into each other as your forks went flying. You were both laughing on the floor, imitating death cries.

You loved messing around with Levi.

“...So, why are you eating that now?” He asked, shifting to face you.

You grinned. “I was hungry.”

He laughed. “You’re a weird normie, you know that?”

“What is the meaning of this?”

Lucifer’s voice grew louder as his footsteps approached the kitchen, sounding irritated. It looks like you were too loud while battling...whoops.

You and Levi looked at each other, then at the forks, then back at each other, then at the cake, then at each other once more.

“RUN!!” He screamed, snatching his fork. You grabbed your plate and your fork before taking off after him, Lucifer’s yells fading as you escaped into the safety of Levi’s room.

You two ended up sharing the angel cake. It was delicious.

(You got yelled at by Lucifer the next day, but hey; that’s tomorrow’s self’s problems. Now, it was time to eat cake.)

Satan

He caught you just as he exited the library, a book tucked away underneath his arm.

“Ah- ” He said, letting out a soft whoosh of air as you bumped into each other.

Instead of greeting him or apologizing, you clutched his shirt. “Satan. Just the demon I wanted to see.”

He raised a brow. “...What are you doing up so late at night?”

You shook your head. “Not today, Satan! Can we go back to your room?”

He frowned. You looked frantic, to say the least, and if he could help, then... “Follow me.”

Once there, you took a seat on the floor. Satan placed his book (No Longer Human) on the shortest stack of books he could find, sitting on his bed.

He patted the spot next to him. “You can sit up here, you know.”

You quickly took him up on his offer, sitting cross-legged as you turned to face him. Your face was so comically serious that he would be laughing if he wasn’t so worried.

“What’s wrong?”

You didn’t say anything for a few seconds. Satan’s concern only grew once you started shaking, wondering which of his brothers he had to “have a chat with”.

“Did you know...that whales don’t live long enough to die of old age because they just don’t have the energy to make it back up to the surface anymore?”

Satan’s face went carefully blank. “...Could you repeat that?”

“They all drown!” You wail. “They suffocate in the ocean, which is their home! And that’s if fishermen don’t kill them or other animals do!”

Why did he ever think that it was anything serious when it came to you

He sighed. It was late, he was tired, you were tired, but...

He smiled. You got hung up on the strangest of facts, didn’t you? It was endearing.

“I see.” He said, holding out his arms. “All I can offer is some comfort, small as that may be.”

You launched yourself at him, and he fell back on the bed with a small oomph as you rapidly talked about how whales deserved better from this cruel, cruel world of ours.

He patted your shoulder. It seemed like he wasn’t getting any sleep soon, but...

As long as it was with you, this wasn’t so bad.

Asmodeus

Needless to say, he scolded you.

...Unless you were up because you had a sleepover with him. Then, you were fine.

But that didn’t apply to this instance.

“What in the world are you doing out here?!” He asked, grabbing your arm and practically dragging you to his room. “You do realize that you need your beauty sleep, right? Come; I’ll make sure you get the best sleep you’ve ever had!”

You were a little scared, but that was only because he had appeared out of nowhere. You matched his pace with a raised brow, trying to calm your racing heart. “Asmo, why did you jump out at me? I could’ve had a heart attack!”

He laughed. “The only heart attack I want you to suffer from is if it’s due to my stunning beauty.”

You smiled as the two of you entered his room. “So, what’s on the menu for tonight?”

He sat you down on one of his chairs, pulling out multiple bottles of...who-knows-what. The long brand names coupled with the loopy writing was enough to give you a stroke.

He stood behind you, a brush in one hand and a comb in the other. There was an excited grin on his face, which you could see from the HUGE impressively-sized mirror in front of you.

“Why, self care, of course!”

An hour or two later, and you both were relaxing on his bed with a content sigh. Asmo was a professional at self care, and you swear that you haven’t felt this good in...well, it’s been a while.

He shifted to face you. “Enjoying yourself?”

You nodded. “Of course, Asmo. You have the heavenly skills of a god.”

You both laughed at the irony of that statement, nestling underneath the covers.

Asmo threw his arm over you. “Well, as heavenly as my hands may be...it’s time to sleep. Beauty waits for no one, after all.”

You hummed in agreement, slipping your eyes closed. You could feel yourself drifting off...

“Thanks for this.”

Your breathing evened out, signalling that you were asleep. Asmo smiled, placing a small kiss on your forehead.

“Anytime. Come to me when you feel restless again, okay?”

Beelzebub

Beel was the one to have a nightmare.

He didn’t remember what it was, but when he came to his hand was outstretched towards the ceiling, tears dotting his pillowcase. He rolled out of bed, quietly padding out of the room so that he didn’t accidentally wake his twin up.

He rubbed his eyes. Even though he didn’t remember it, he could guess what it was about.

I’ve been having nightmares more often lately...

He saw the light of the fireplace as he passed by the entrance to the living room, and he wondered who else was up. Was it Lucifer? Levi?

Once he gaze fell on you fiddling with your D.D.D. on the couch, he stepped in.

“Aren’t you tired?”

His voice startled you, almost making you drop your device.

“Oh, Beel! What are you doing up?”

He shook his head, loosely grasping his left wrist as he frowned. “I just woke up and saw that the light was on,” He said as he sat down. “I was curious.”

You shifted to let him sit next to you, throwing a smile his way. “Funny coincidence, huh? I couldn’t fall back asleep either.”

A small smile formed at your words. “At least it’s the weekend.”

You stretched. “I know! Lucifer can’t yell at us for this!”

Beel looked off to the side in thought, giving a decisive nod. “He would still find something that we messed up on to yell about, though.”

Your snort of laughter made him feel lighter, erasing any traces of the mind-numbing fear and grief sadness his nightmare left behind.

You tapped his arm. “Something up?”

He shook his head, a smile blooming on his face as he looked at you. “...No, not anymore. Do you want to go grab something to eat with me?”

You leapt to your feet with a grin. “Beel, when will I ever say no to that?”

And so, you two raided the fridge of its contents and snacked on whatever you could find. You talked about anything and everything that came to mind, throwing out the garbage before huddling against each other in front of the dying embers.

You wrapped a blanket around you both, a yawn escaping you. “Thanks for being my hangout buddy, Beel.”

He beamed, its radiance slightly dulled by his tiredness. “We’re family. It’s the least I could do.”

You fell asleep against each other, and the other brothers couldn’t help but take pictures of the heartwarming scene once they found you two.

For the first time in weeks, Beel slept peacefully.

Belphegor

Belphie was en route to the planetarium when he ran into you.

“Going somewhere?” He asked with amusement in his voice, watching you compose yourself.

You jabbed a finger at him. “I am, actually. I was going...uh...”

He raised an eyebrow as you flailed to find an answer despite having recollected yourself moments prior, dragging it out before he decided to throw you a mercy line. “I’m going to the planetarium, if you want to come.”

You nodded, relief flashing across your features. “Thanks, Belphie.”

You two made a pile of blankets on the floor, pointing out constellations and making up stories for them. ...Well, you were, at least; Belphie was content to let you ramble, quietly chuckling at your elaborate depictions of each celestial body you pointed out.

“What are you doing up, anyways?” He asked, interrupting your recent tale.

You huffed. “Way to kill the vibe, Edgelord.”

He raised a brow. “...And the vibe happened to be you describing how Orion brutally skewed the Ursa Minor for his lover?”

You nodded sagely. “It’s a tale of love and betrayal, of sacrifice and ambition.”

He snorted. “Are you going to answer the question?”

You rolled over to face him. “I just...couldn’t sleep, I guess.”

“You can’t sleep?” He repeated, looking over at you in surprise. He shook off his initial reaction with a small, exasperated smile. “It looks like you came to the right demon, then.”

You flopped back dramatically onto the piles. “Please impart your wisdom on me, O wise one.”

Instead of scoffing at you, like he usually did, he placed a hand onto your head. “You won’t have to worry about any nightmares tonight.”

- And then you were out.

He sighed. “Just what am I going to do with you...?”

He now makes sure to check up on you from time-to-time, pulling you in for a dreamless sleep whenever he sees your fatigue. Despite himself napping the most in either the attic or the room he shared with Beel, he would lead you to the planetarium to sleep.

It was a sacred place for him, and who better to share it with than with you?

#obey me headcanons #obey me shall we date #obey me #swd om #om swd #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beel #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphie #obey me belphegor #shall we date obey me #long post

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kaylorrehabcenter · 3 years

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Rating Every Song on Fearless Based on How Gay it is

Hello friends! I still have a few song analyses in the pipeline (and one on Lover the album) but today in honor of Fearless (Taylor’s Edition) being announced and Love Story being released in a few hours I thought I’d do something fun to celebrate!

And you know what? Fuck my usual disclaimer, I am the word of god here. Try and change my mind about any of these. I dare you. (I kid I kid this isn’t that serious and you’re free to disagree <3)

1. Fearless 15/10

Everything about this song is so fucking gay oh my god. This isn’t a fruit, this is a whole ass edible arrangement. As a small rural town Gay (my hometown has a population of less that 4,000 and where I’m living now has a population of 2,500) this uh. Hits.

“And I don't know how it gets better than this/You take my hand and drag me head first, fearless”

Y’ALL

The idea of falling in love with someone who makes you less afraid of your homophobic small town…….it’s getting to me.

“My hands shake, I'm not usually this way but/You pull me in and I'm a little more brave/It's the first kiss, it's flawless, really something/It's fearless”

This is making me emotional, I'll be honest. I see so much of my friends and my experience in high school in this song.

This quote I found on genius is from when the album was released on BMR’s website.

“When I wrote ‘Fearless,’ I wasn’t dating anyone. I wasn’t even in the beginning stages of dating anybody. I really was all by myself out on tour and I got this idea for a song about the best first date. I think sometimes when you’re writing love songs, you don’t write them about what you’re going through at the moment, you write about what you wish you had. So, this song is about the best first date I haven’t had yet.”

This just screams baby Tay writing gay folklore to me, about the gay stories she wish she had. Notice how there are no pronouns in this song??? Fruity I’m telling you.

All that to say. I’m crying because the linear note says “I loved you before I met you” and I want to go listen to Long Story Short and cry now.

2. Fifteen 1/10

Objectively pretty straight as she’s singing about her and Abigail’s dating boys in HS. And Taylor got with a senior guy. Good for her I suppose.

Unless he was one of the shitty ones in which case.

“This is life before you know who you're gonna be”

This however, is a cute line and the whole song makes me warm and nostalgic. You can also hear her crying after the line “and Abigail gave everything she had to a boy who changed his mind” which makes me emo and I’m sure will take on new depth after Abigail’s divorce and hurt me even more.

Other highlights that make me sob include.

“When all you wanted was to be wanted/Wish you could go back and tell yourself what you know now/Back then I swore I was gonna marry him someday/But I realized some bigger dreams of mine”

Bigger dreams of hers indeed :’)

(Also how can you say she’s a gold star lesbian when this song exists. She was obviously dating boys in high school and even if you think she’s a lesbian. Comp het is a hell of a drug kids.)

3. Love Story 8/10

Tried to change the ending indeed.

This is THE Taylor Swift song, and maybe it’s the nostalgia talking but damn I still love it. Written because she wanted to change the ending of Romeo and Juliet (how anyone likes RandJ enough to want to rewrite I have no clue.) and/or because her parents didn’t approve of a guy she was seeing. (according to genius, it would’ve been too early for Joe J so it could possibly be Boys Like Girls frontman, his image did clash with hers and they did release some cute songs together. However if you want my take it’s probably folklore about Emily, take for what you will)

This song has very oft gay vibes with the ‘They don’t approve of our love angle!’ but uses male pronouns so points redacted for that. HOWEVER this is a very early use of ~the male perspective~ in Taylor’s songs and for that it deserves all the love.

“ So I sneak out to the garden to see you/We keep quiet, 'cause we're dead if they knew/So close your eyes/Escape this town for a little while”

More rural town angst!!!

Nothing gets me more than rural town angst.

“Romeo, save me, they're trying to tell me how to feel/This love is difficult, but it's real”

Originally the lyric was “this love is different”. Granted I do not remember the source, i’s just lore implanted into my brain, but make of that what you will.

“"Marry me, Juliet, you'll never have to be alone/I love you, and that's all I really know/I talked to your dad, go pick out a white dress/It's a love story, baby, just say "Yes"”

Marry me Juliet from the male perspective :)

Also worth noting. This is Karlie’s (and Kim K’s lmao) favorite Taylor song which. While basic as hell. Makes this cover sad as hell to this former Kaylor. (thanks @swiftgron-get-married for the tears <3)

Also not to make this about a man AGAIN but the secret message is “Some day I’ll find this” AND SHE DID IM CRYING.

4. Hey Stephen 1/10

The one thing Camilla Cabello and I have in common is loving this song, so I have to live with that for the rest of my life.

This song is very painfully straight.

How can you think this woman is a gold star lesbian.

The only noteworthy thing is that this is one of the few songs she confirms who it’s about. The secret message is “Love and Theft” which is the name of a country music duo who went on to open her Fearless tour. Which, does make me side eye this song a little bit.

Still a cute song.

“Hey Stephen, boy, you might have me believing/I don't always have to be alone”

5. White Horse 1/10

Oh look. It’s track five.

You know maybe this is just me being a bitch but in my ranking of track fives this is. Pretty low. Maybe on the bottom.

Like I don’t have a lot to say about it.

She’s going through it over a guy. He was a cheating dickweazel.

“'Cause I'm not your princess, this ain't a fairytale/I'm gonna find someone someday/Who might actually treat me well”

“Try and catch me now, oh/It's too late/To catch me now”

These lines hit though!!

And she found Joe!! Who treats her well!!!! And she isn’t the princess, she’s the prince who dropped her sword and knocked on her door!!! But this time if they come for them she’s ready!!!

Yes I will make every song about Long Story Short <3

6. You Belong With Me 5/10

Ah yes. The other THE Taylor Swift song.

You know. If I went to a high school with a cheerleading squad. And I had a crush on a cheerleader. I would blast this song. So for that it gets a 5/10. Otherwise. Fairly straight and fairly iconic.

7. Breathe 8/10

Well. We know this one is about a woman. (Emily Poe for those not in the know. Ha. A rhyme!) That alone has an 8/10. And it’s the first time she has a featured artist so bonus points for that!

It was nominated for a Grammy and it fucking lost to Jason Mraz. When’s the last time you thought about Jason Mraz.

I will not have Kaylor feels on a fucking Fearless song but damn is it VERY easy.

“Never a clean break, no one here to save me/You're the only thing I know like the back of my hand”

“It's 2 A.M, feeling like I just lost a friend/Hope you know it's not easy, easy for me”

Also this bridge? Goes off. HIGHLY underrated.

8. Tell Me Why 3/10

You know. Maybe this album isn’t as gay as I once thought.

This song does bop though, not as good as her other angry songs on this album. But I can vibe with this you know. Why are you being an asshole mysterious man.

“You could write a book on how to ruin someone's perfect day”

This has to be one of baby Tay’s best burns. Damn.

“Why do you have to make me feel small/So you can feel whole inside?/Why do you have to put down my dreams/So you're the only thing on my mind?”

Men ain’t shit kids. However, bonus points for the shade.

9. You’re not Sorry 1/10

Ok, ok. Maybe this was a foolish endeavor.

Because yet again we have a very straight song. A good song. That was on Taylor’s episode of CSI. But oh dear. Very straight. Gets a measly one point. We started this post off so very very gay but damn. We seem to be nearing the end on a very straight note.

10. The Way I Loved You 20/10

Hey Remember what I said about this album being very straight.

WELL THAT WAS A LIE.

Is this a comphet album or am I projecting.

This is one of my favorite baby gay Taylor songs. Her masterful use of pronouns (he is sensible! And so incredible! And all my single friends are jealous! But I miss screaming and fighting and kissing in the rain, when it was two am and I was cursing your name!) makes the other person she’s singing about completely vague, while we know she isn’t happy with whichever guy she’s dating.

Mayhaps an early reaction to PRomances?

Either way this song is so good, truly an underrated gay gem I mean. Look at it.

“Breaking down and coming undone/It's a roller coaster kind of rush/And I never knew I could feel that much/And that's the way I loved you”

AND THE BRIDGE. Do all of her gay songs just have kickass bridges?

“He can't see the smile I'm faking/And my heart's not breaking/'Cause I'm not feeling anything at all/And you were wild and crazy/Just so frustrating/Intoxicating, complicated/Got away by some mistake and now…”

Damn. I’m imaging this with 2020 vocals and fucking ascending.

Also please watch the live performance of it from the Fearless tour. It’s such a damn shame this got cut from the movie and some woman in the front row is wearing a cowboy hat. Everyone is holding up those cameras everyone had to have before smartphones. Taylor is being endearing. It’s a good time.

11. Forever and Always 6/10

Bonus points for the ~drama~ of it all. Added last minute to the album? The iconic throwing of the chair in live performances?? All of it very dramatique and for that we stan.

Still pretty straight.

Also Joe Jonas responded to the song and why do I find his response so damn funny. “It’s part of being a musician, I guess. You write songs about each other.”

This is another song where the idea of Taylor’s grown up vocals on this is………..whew

12. The Best Day 0/10

This gets zero points because it’s about her literal mom.

Still makes me cry.

God bless Andrea Swift indeed

13. Change 13/10

We start the official tracklist with a gay song. We end it with a gay song.

We will ignore that it was originally written for Scott and BMR and instead induct it into the hall of gay pride anthems, as it should be.

“We're getting stronger now, finding things they never found/They might be bigger but we're faster and never scared/You can walk away, say we don't need this/But there's something in your eyes says we can beat this”

“This revolution, the time will come/For us to finally win/And we'll sing hallelujah, we'll sing hallelujah”

The music video is cringe though lol

14. Jump then Fall 10/10

This song is gay because I choose it to be. <3

Like. Picture baby Taylor writing this song and playing it on her guitar to a girl she has a crush on telling her that she’ll protect her and they’ll be safe and in love and happy together. Gah, maybe I’m ~projecting~ but this sweet ass song always gets me and is EASILY in my top five Taylor songs. Super underrated and hecking cute.

“We're on the phone and without a warning/I realize your laugh is the best sound/I have ever heard”

Like. Look at this shit.

“I watch you talk, you didn't notice/I hear the words but all I can think is/We should be together”

Tell me this is about the first time you get a crush on a girl and she’s your best friend and she’s amazing and beautiful and you realize you kinda want to kiss her and you hope she wants to kiss you too.

“I had time to think it oh, over/And all I can say is come closer/Take a deep breath and jump then fall into me”

And she’s the Romeo who's going to protect her!!!!! She’s the knight in shining armor in this song and I love that for her??

“The bottom's gonna drop out from under our feet/I'll catch you, I'll catch you/When people say things that bring you to your knees/I'll catch you/The time is gonna come when you're so mad you could cry/But I'll hold you through the night until you smile”

I won’t divulge into full on analysis here because. This is what this post is about but PLEASE listen to this song more. It’s such a gay little gem.

15. Untouchable 9/10

How does she make a cover sound gay.

It sounds so gay.

“You got to come on, come on, say that we'll be together/Come on, come on, little taste of heaven”

Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay

16. Forever and Always Piano Version 1/10

This song gets 1/10 because I don’t like it. There. I said it.

17. Come in With the Rain 3/10

I can see why this is a bonus track. It doesn’t hit me as much as the other songs on the album.

But damn if I don’t want to scream sing this one driving down a high way.

18. Superstar 7/10

You can’t tell me this song is about a man. I simply won’t entertain the idea.

You cannot prove to me that this song is about a man. There is not a male pronoun in sight.

>:)

19. The Other Side of the Door 6/10

Is this song about having a fight about being in the closet? Probably not. Will my gay little brain make it about that? Yep!

And that, funky little queer pals, is my gay rating of every Fearless song. Like and subscribe, #t3atmidnight

#long post //#fearless the album #gaylor #what do i tag this for it to show up for peope??#gay rating

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artickoushi · 3 years

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friends

yamaguchi tadashi x f!reader

this is unedited and probably crap but whatever i’m tired asf so ill edit tmrw morning

anyway thanks for reading!

There’s no way.

There’s absolutely no fucking way the two of you are just friends.

Tsukishima couldn’t fathom it. It didn’t make sense. The two of you were complete idiots when it came to your feelings and that made you perfect for each other in his opinion. Everyone seemed to notice how you both felt aside from either of you.

Everyone could tell by the flushed faces and stuttered sentences at the mere mention of the other person.

Boisterous laughs echoed throughout the small room as the entirety of the Karasuno male volleyball club sat scattered around. Some laid across the soft material of your beds comforter, some sat on the floor pushing each other around and playing games, and the others were simply exploring your interests or trying to make bets on whether they can jump from your window to the large tree that was planted in your backyard spoiler, they cant.

They joy of finally being invited for a sleepover at their lovely third managers house, had their overexcited voices clashing messily against one another. The amount of different conversations going on could give anyone within hearing distance a migraine.

The remnants of pillow feathers aimlessly drifted through the air, a telltale sign of your previous pillow fight that you had with Hinata Kageyama, Nishinoya, Tanaka and Yamaguchi.

A few feathers rested among the messy locks of those who participated, as the six of you rested before getting up to start another round of viciously smacking one another with deflated pillows. The previously blasting Bluetooth speaker sat uselessly on your desk, no longer blasting popular 80s music for your hairbrush karaoke concert with Suga, Nishinoya and Tanaka.

The speakers volume had been majorly turned down since then and now there was some common lo-fi song playing quietly through the boisterous room. Yamaguchi sighed to himself as he plopped himself down on the floor, before leaning back against the frame of your bed.

His head fell back against the plush mattress, his eyes sinking closed and cheeks puffing out in a huff.

God why was this so difficult? It was only a night and it’s not like he exactly alone with you, even though he somewhat wished he was, the rest of the team was there including Kiyoko and Yachi. So it’s not like he could exactly embarrass himself with everyone there... right? Besides-

Wait... when did it get so quiet?

Slowly opening his eyes, a strangled noise resonated from the back of his throat, his body attempting to lurch backwards for personal space but the bed frame behind him stopped him from doing just that. His head turned to glance back at the frame before looking back in front of him.

In front of him you were on your knee’s leaning towards him, with your hands resting at the bottom of his thighs. A bright blush bloomed rapidly across his freckled cheeks at the close proximity between the two of you.

Suddenly, he heard it. It was faint, barely noticeable over the pounding of his heart beat in ears, but he heard it loud and clear.

click.

a camera shutter.

suddenly he became very aware of the multiple sets of eyes locked onto the two of you. Their gazes burning holes through his body as they awaited how he would react. Although when he risked a glance at your face he froze. you seemed... blissfully unaware. Of both the blushing boy in front of you and the burning gazes of your multiple friends hovering over the two of you.

Before Yamaguchi could even attempt to put together a sentence in his mind, you giggled. Your hand quickly came up to run through his hair not even a moment after. At your sudden touch, Yamaguchi could feel his face heat up even more, he could only hope you were too oblivious to notice.

And thankfully it seemed as if the gods were on his side. “Tadashi,” You drug out, his name seeming to roll off your tongue like honey. The sound of his name falling from your lips was music to his ears. The single word could brighten his darkest days and made his heartbeat quicken in an instant.

Swallowing the lump in his throat he managed to stutter out a hushed, “y-yeah?”

“You still have feathers in your hair from the pillow fight, silly!” You smiled, the palm of your hand pressing further into his thigh as you worked to pick the white feathers out his clover colored hair.

Somewhere in the background he could hear the muffled voices of Sugawara and Daichi telling everybody to mind their own business, and just like that the loud chatter from the team had reappeared.

As you picked the last feather from his hair, you ruffled his dark olive locks just to make sure you didn’t miss any, although the action had only proved to make Yamaguchi more flustered.

Once satisfied about getting all the white chunks out of his hair, you placed your other hand back on his thigh before sending him a closed eyed smile. His eyes widened, mouth opening slightly to say something and hand reaching out to grab at your shoulder but before he could you were out of reach and across the room, a pillow in your hands as you mercilessly teamed up with Tanaka, Nishinoya and Hinata against Kageyama.

Yamaguchi watched, his mouth sinking closed in disappointment, and lowering his hand back to his side as he watched you being tackled into a hug by Hinata and Nishinoya. Laughs spilled from your lips, your eyes squeezed shut as you attempted to wrap your arms around both of the boys that laid on top of you in a big hug.

He sighed softly, bringing his knee’s up to chest and resting his arms on them as a makeshift headrest. His eyes softening as he watched you pushed Nishinoya off of you, your mind attitude changing as you suddenly started ganging up on him with Hinata.

A soft chuckle from behind him pulled him out of his thoughts. He glanced back for a second, locking eyes with Kiyoko, before turning his gaze back to you. He felt the bed dip slightly next to him, he noticed Kiyoko had laid down on her stomach out of his peripheral vision.

“y/n, huh?” She questioned, a beaming grin etched across her face as she stared at the look on Yamaguchi’s face. “It makes sense. You two are practically perfect for each other.” She mumbles, making sure her voice is loud enough for him to hear over the maniacal laughter from the other side of the room.

“Hmm? Oh no,” he chuckles, his eyes still glues onto your doubled over form as you laughed at Tanaka tripping over one of your shoes which resulted in him falling face first into the wall. “we’re just friends.” He says, a smile stretching across his face as you place a foot on Tanaka’s back, claiming you had ‘defeated the beast!’

Kiyoko smiled knowingly. The softened look in his eyes, the smile that pulled at his freckled cheeks. He smiled when you smiled, and if you sad he’d do his everything to make you smile. She knew he was in love, and he knew it too. He just didn’t want to admit it.

“Right,” Kiyoko hummed.

The encouraging comments.

You laughed at the flustered expressing he wore. You watched as he stumbled over sentences, his words jumbling together, courtesy of the cheesy pickup line that Nishinoya and Tanaka had gifted you earlier that week. Chuckling you grabbed his hand and leaned your head against his shoulder, looking straight ahead of you. “You know I’m kidding, Tadashi.”

He chuckled, the word kidding flicker through his mind on repeat. His heart squeezing, although he always knew and commonly had to remind himself you didn’t mean it.. he wasn’t over you and it still hurt.

His fingers fiddled with yours when you intertwined your fingers together, while he tried to keep his voice steady and hoped to god his next sentence made somewhat sense.

“Y-yeah,” Dammit, that’s one. He gulped and took a deep breath before continuing. “I... I know y/n-chan. I’m still just not super used to people other than my family complimenting me.” He trailed off, somewhat hoping you’d drop the subject and change it before he melts into a puddle of embarrassment on the sidewalk.

Oh yeah, did he forgot to the mention the two of you were supposed to go out with the team but they all coincidentally had family emergencies.

At the exact same time.

But he wasn’t an idiot. While you thought nothing of it and wished for everyone to be well, he was quite aware of the ten different gazes burning into the back of his head.

If you noticed you certainly didn’t say anything, although he was sure you would’ve said something if you had noticed the team... right?

You abruptly stopped, your eyes flickering back behind the two of you only for a split second before returning to Yamaguchi. You grabbed him by the shoulders and turned him to face you, your hands sliding down just enough to rest on his biceps. Your thumbs pushing up underneath the hem of his t-shirt to rub against his freckles dotting his skin.

Ignoring the aggravated groans of the people walking behind you, you continued to stare up at the rapidly reddening face of Yamaguchi Tadashi. You noticed the way his clover colored hues widened in shock and confusion, the look slowly converting to anxiety the longer you simply stared at him.

“But you should be!” You exclaimed loudly, not caring about the people bustling around the two of you. You seemed to be lost in your own little world at the moment and would probably be embarrassed later in the day the more you thought about it. If you noticed the group of volleyball nerds lingering behind the two of you, nearly all of them shoved into bushes by Sugawara and Nishinoya, you didn’t notice how more than half of them had pulled out their phones to record the event about to go down, despite the protests from Daichi.

“Your amazing, Tadashi! And in so many ways! Your kind, sweet, always willing to lend a hand! And even if you don’t know anything about nursing someone back to health or anything related to helping someone hurt you still try your best! And it works! Look how many times I’ve gotten hurt and sick and you were the one who helped me.” You rambled, yours hands sliding down his arms to entwine your hands with his, your thumbs rubbing circles into his skin. “Your an amazing server, and your working your best to help provide everything you can to the team. No matter what it costs you or how much sleep you lose over practicing things and studying you give it your all and you don’t give up. That’s one of the things I love about you..” you trailed off, your voice growing quieter, hoping your words sunk into his head.

However your next words caused his face to nearly burst into flames.

“Your amazing Yamaguchi Tadashi. And you along with the rest of the world should know it! What’ll it take for you to understand how I see you?” You wondered, you feet taking a few subconscious steps towards him until your chest was pressed up against his. “Do you want me to post it on every build board here in Japan? Do you want me to stand at the top of the tallest building and scream at the top of my lungs ‘Yamaguchi Tadashi is an amazing and wonderful person’?” You questioned, your held tilting to the side innocently.

Yamaguchi stared into your eyes, surprised when he found no hesitation underneath the beautiful e/c of your eyes. “Because I will. I will if that’s what it takes for you to understand it, Tadashi.”

He swallowed nervously. The lump in his throat thickening as he felt tears rise to the brim of his eyes. Your eyes widened however in surprise, thinking you had said something to upset him.

As apologies started to spill from your lips, you felt his hands cup your cheeks. The warmth of his hands against your skin, made your cheeks heat up. He leaned forward, a few tears rolling down his cheeks at the realization that he just might actually have a chance with you, his lips pressing against your forehead in a soft kiss before resting his head on your shoulder and pulling you closer to him in a bone crushing hug.

“T-... Thank you y/n-chan.” He mumbled, his nose burying into your shoulder. You smiled at his words, letting your hands run through his hair now knowing that you just might have some sort of chance with him.

The pick me ups at 2 am.

“I’m telling you, Kiyoko! He actually came over last night at two am because I texted him telling him I couldn’t fall asleep and wanted to know if he could face time me.”

Kiyoko laughed, her soothing voice drifting through the phone and into your mind. “I believe it. I’m telling you y/n that boy is one hundred percent, completely and utterly whipped for you.” She said as if she was stating a fact.

You rolled your eyes playfully. “Yeah whatever, Kiyoko. Anyway, so after I texted him...”

y/n - 2:17 am

Hey, Tadashi you still up? I know it’s a bit of a stretch so it’s alright if your not

Tadashi - 2:23 am

yeah I’m up. Is everything ok? Did something happen?

y/n - 2:24 am

no lol Tadashi I’m fine, everything’s fine

I just can’t seem to sleep tonight so I was wondering if we could facetime?

Tadashi - 2:24 am

uhm oh! hold that thought I got something better for you

y/n - 2:24 am

wait what?

Tadashi?

what are you talking about?

read 2:25 am

a weighted feeling settled in your gut. You knew it was along shot that he’d be willing to facetime this early in the morning... but you didn’t expect him to leave you on read either.

Pushing yourself up on your bed your rolled your shoulders, before picking up your phone once more to stare at the tiny read message below you last text.

You sighed and shoved your face into the palms of your hands, groaning. “God,” you whispered. “I probably woke him up and made him mad or something- no wait...” you lifted your head. “Tadashi isn’t Tsukki... he wouldn’t get mad about that. He hardly gets mad at anything.” Groaning again you threw yourself back on your bed. “I’m probably overthinking it. He most likely fell back asleep before getting to respond.” You assured yourself, rolling over to try and fall asleep again.

As you tossed and turned in bed, you failed to notice just how much time passed. As you lifted your phone a while later to check the time, you pulled your pillow from over your head and pressed it against your face to muffle your scream.

2:57 am.

You tossed your pillow onto the floor beside your bed and just blankly stared up at the ceiling, when your phone started buzzing rapidly. Slowly glancing over at the buzzing device, you reach out and turned the screen on. A call from Yamaguchi catching your attention.

Pushing yourself up in the bed, you let your legs dangle over the side as you swiped answer. “Hello?”

“Hey y/n open your window.” He said, his voice being muffled by... was that wind?

“What?”

“Just open your window!” He exclaimed, hanging up before he could answer you question.

What the fuck?

Glancing over at your window, you pushed up onto your feet and slowly waddled over to it, pulling up your onesie hood to somewhat hide your face from whatever awaited you when you pulled back the curtains.

Wanting to get it over with, you quickly ripped your curtains open, letting out a gasp as your eyes landed on Tadashi’s figure standing outside in his matching onesie.

Reaching up to unlock the window, you pushed it open and helped him climb into your room.

“Tadashi! What are you doing here?” You whispered, careful to keep your voice down as your parents slept in the next room over.

He smiled sheepishly, one of his hands coming up to brush his bangs out of his eyes. “What?” he questioned. “You said you couldn’t sleep so I bought some stuff on the way here. Sorry it took so long.” He chuckled, making himself comfortable on your bed and opening his arms as a signal to join him.

Just like you always did.

“C’mon. I told my parents you weren’t feeling well so I came to take care of you. I’ll spend the night with you... I mean- i-if you want!” He added.

You laughed and made your way over to snuggle up to him on the bed, you spoke an obvious question. “And they believed you?”

He laughed, “no. But they really like you and trust you so they let me come over.”

It was all so obvious, and everyone died a little inside as another day passed and the two of you were still painfully pining after one another.

It had started with Sugawara, Daichi and Asahi making their way from classes to the gym. Then they ran into Nishinoya and Tanaka. Then Hinata and Kageyama. Then Tsukishima, Kiyoko and so on.

They had somehow managed to gather everybody involved with the male volleyball team except for you and Yamaguchi.

They had just simply thought they two of your were either ahead of them of behind them, when they remembered they had run into Tsukishima but not one of you.

And one of you was always with Tsukishima.

“Hey, Tsukishima.” Sugawara started. Tsukishima glanced back at Sugawara, giving him a small hum as a signal he was listening. “Where’s Yamaguchi and Y/n-chan? Aren’t at least one of them usually with you?” He questioned.

In response Tsukishima merely shrugged. “Don’t know. Yamaguchi said he had to run ahead to see if something was in the club room and I’ve barely seen Y/n all day.” He responded.

As the group arrived at the the club room, Sugawara walked in first, expecting to see the usual sight of y/n sitting in the corner with her face stuffed in a book and, on the rare day that Yamaguchi went ahead of Tsukishima, Yamaguchi leaning against the lockers on his phone.

But the sight that instead greeted Sugawara nearly made him scream with joy.

With Sugawara flailing his arms around in the middle of the room, to avoid making any verbal sounds, he easily caught the attention of the rest of the team which was quickly diverted to the two on the floor.

As the team gathered in a large circle around the two, everyone felt the same feeling rush through their blood for their teammates.

Happiness.

There the two missing volleyball members laid. Yamaguchi on his back his team jacket under his head as a pillow, one of his legs tossed over his schoolbag that laid on the floor. His arms were curled protectively around the girl in his arms, her face nuzzled into his neck, arm thrown over his chest and her legs tangled together with his.

Her arm that was thrown over his chest, met up with his, everybody simultaneously following the length of the set of arms, where at the end their hands laid entwined.

So when one special Thursday came with the team stumbling across your intermingled forms in the middle of the club room floor, everyone on the team knew at that moment that the struggle with the two of you pining for the past six or so months... had been completely worth it.

#artickoushi #haikyuu #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x f!reader #karasuno #karasuno x reader #karasuno x f!reader #tadashi #yamaguchi #tadashi yamaguchi #yamaguchi tadashi #tadashi x reader #tadashi x f!reader #yamaguchi x reader #yamaguchi x f!reader #tadashi yamaguchi x reader #tadashi yamaguchi x f!reader #yamaguchi tadashi x reader #yamaguchi tadashi x f!reader

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Butter (feat. Megan Thee Stallion)

Things I liked: her rap verses.

Things I didn’t like: the fact that they shortened the song and removed the other members’ parts, the adlibs which I found unnecessary and didn’t go with the song. Also, I don’t love the lyrics (nor do I dislike them). It was the same thing with Idol; the lyrics are fine on its own but clash with the original lyrics.

Don’t know if I’ll listen to this version over the original, and I don’t know how I’ll feel about the song after a few listens. For now, I don’t hate it, but I’m not in love yet. It’s nice enough, nothing outstanding.

Edit: Wanted to add that the production/mixing of the song was kinda bad, which made her adlibs stand out unpleasantly or awkwardly in the song. And to elaborate on what I said previously, I wish her part had come later. I wish they’d kept the original song without cuts, and added Megan’s part after Yoongi’s or something. Her part is meant to hype the fans up, but comes out when we are expecting something softer. It also doesn’t blend well with the chorus and dance break - like, there’s no build up to the dance break because her part stands out so much, so the dance break lacks impact in this version (just like her initial adlib cuts off part of the beginning which makes JK’s first verse seem rushed?). Would her part have fit the dance break itself better? Or maybe it should’ve come after Yoongi or Hobi to hype us up further?

My biggest problem is how they changed the song too much, so it no longer feels like Butter. It feels like Megan’s song. I like her rap verses but I didn’t like their approach to the song. If her rap had been at the very end, with no adlibs, I would’ve loved the remix. I love Butter so I wanted the original song, but they took out V and Jin’s parts as well as JK’s “baaaad”, and I can’t forgive that (jk).

#bts #butter #megan thee stallion #text

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N.MIXX This is my Personal Opinion! First Few Listens

What?????????? What happened?

Sonically: The editing was not it! It feels like it isn’t done! It doesn’t seem like the finished product.

Let’s talk about the music! My answer is no. But it’s not the girls fault. It’s the production. It’s a hot ass mess for me. It feels like the girls vocals were an after thought to the production. The songs they tried to mix together weren’t cohesive at all. It’s clashing with my ears!

.They have some of the best girls, why is this the sound?

The video? Gorgeous. But… too much going on. I was so distracted by the sound that the visual went over my head. It looks like they did a bunch of shoots and cut and pasted them together.

I wonder if the girls like this. Cause if I was the artist I would’ve said hell no!

I am not a hater! I really do like these girls. But the debut is 🙅‍♀️ a no go. Abort Mission to my ears.

This is not for me, hopefully I will like something else.

Part 2 After a bit of time.

The experimental sounds are overshadowing their voices at times. Their voices felt far away at times but still piercing. Maybe it’s the mic that was used? Maybe it’s my headphones? Idk Maybe you need producer headphones to really appreciate it.

We all know these girls can Dance, 😔 I wish the music could have highlighted their skills more. The 2 tracks in the song aren’t bad…they should’ve been 2 different songs with actual transitions and bridges.

The video 🤦🏾‍♀️ I had to watch with the sound off. I realized the first part is about breaking down barriers I guess? Everything was crashing. Then the middle was about fish and maybe drowning…due to the girls being able to swim with the fish, it’s like their in too deep. I guess they bloomed from that because then it got all floral. Then it went street?…The worst part…the ending. The song just kinda stopped 😂 What made the video harsh was the excessive zoom in and out shots…it feels like a vomit of ideas with no real direction….

Idea: The next project, have the girls produce, write, and style it. Call it the “debut redo” and have the group concept be industry vs independent. I bet money the girls can do something better that this. Cause they are talented.

#N.MIXX #JYP #It feels like they rushed to debut the group #Fix it #The editing is off #kpop #nmixx

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February 22, 2021: Pillow Talk (1959)(Part 1)

Y’know, I actually do like Doris Day.

She’s funny, she’s talented, and she’s a timeless beauty that I remember very well. TOO well. You guys ever have that one thing that your parents crammed down your throat SO MUCH that you got sick of it? Well, that’s what my Mom did with The Thrill of it All.

Which is, for the record, a cute movie, and one worth watching again at some point. But I’m gonna ease my way into that with Doris Day and Rock Hudson’s first movie, 1959′s Pillow Talk.

However, while I’m not stranger to Doris Day, I’m afraid that I don’t know too much about Rock Hudson from experience. Well, there is one interesting tidbit about him: Hudson was one of the biggest stars of the ‘50s and ‘60s, and his career continued up until his death in 1985...from AIDS-related complications.

Yeah, Rock Hudson was one of the biggest gay celebrities in Hollywood, although he never publicly came out. However, it was somewhat of an open secret in the community at large, and basically all of his female co-stars know about it.

And said secret was revealed posthumously, after his tragic death during the height of the AIDS crisis. He was by far one of the most high-profile deaths during this time period, and you’d think that would’ve caused more waves about the AIDS-crisis, considering that he was good friends with...well...another actor.

Yeaaaaaaaaah, not gonna get into Reagan and ALL OF THAT SHIT here. This here is a movie blog, not a political blog! But, uh, yeah, a LOT of fucked-up shit about Reagan and the AIDS crisis, obviously, and part of it was Rock Hudson. So, yeah, it’s something that I wanted to address before we got into this whole shindig.

Because, again, I’ve never seen a Rock Hudson movie, but dude was a pretty huge deal, and this was a part of his life that I felt it unfair not to at least acknowledge. SO, with that out of the way, let’s have a little Pillow Talk. SPOILERS AHEAD!!!

Recap

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We start with that might be one of my favorite opening sequences so far this month, which you can see above. From there, Jan Morrow (Doris Day) wakes up, humming the theme song from the credits, which is clever, considering that she sang it! Talented lady, seriously.

Jan wakes up and goes to the phone, intending to make a call. However, this is where we get a pretty stark cultural difference, and a needed history lesson for some of us, me included. See, Jan’s phone line is actually a party line, seen through this neat little visual edit.

See, this is what’s called a “party line”. From the 1870s onwards, there was a shortage of available phone lines. By the time you get to the ‘60s, more and more people had personal phones in their households, but without enough lines to go around. And so, some people were forced to share their phone lines with others, hence the party line system!

Here’s the thing, though: if somebody was on the line already, anyone else on that line could hear the conversation of other people. Which is exactly what’s pissing of Jan right now, as she needs to make a call, but the line is being used by her party line partner, songwriter Brad Allen, who’s serenading his girlfriend (?) Eileen (Valerie Allen). Not sure that they’re actually dating, but Eileen definitely wants to.

After Jan’s insistence, they get off the phone, and Jan’s able to begin her busy morning at last. Well...almost. Brad’s now talking to Yvette (Jacqueline Beer), and she wants him to sing HER song to her, which is LITERALLY just the Eileen song with a different name and in French! Which is...hilarious. It’s very funny, not gonna lie.

Once again, Jan tells him to get off the party line, and hangs up angrily. She leaves just as her cleaner woman, Alma (Thelma Ritter) arrives, fresh off of a hangover. Jan goes to try and get a line of her own, and the manager, Mr. Conrad (Hayden Rorke) makes a WEIRDLY sexist comment about jumping to the top of the list if she were pregnant. Which, yeah...weird.

Anyway, Jan, in her frustration, tells Mr. Conrad that she’s hired of sharing the line by a “sex maniac.” Mr. Conrad asks for specifics, and is AGAIN WEIRDLY SEXIST ABOUT IT. He asks if his dalliances with other women disturb her in particular. But yeah, he also says that if he is indeed a “sex maniac,” they may need to disconnect him altogether. Which has...uncomfortable undertones all on its own, but whatever, moving on.

On her way to work, Jan’s friend Jonathan Forbes (Tony Randall) shows up to bring her a STRAIGHT-UP CAR, holy shit! He’s doing so to thank her for decorating his offices (she’s an interior decorator, he’s a car dealership owner, so...fair exchange?). She insists that it’s too personal, which confuses him, as it isn’t perfume or lingerie.

But, uh, dude? IT’S A WHOLE-ASS CAR!!! Look, I’m with her on this one, don’t just give me a fuckin’ car out of the blue! I don’t care what the reason is, tell me that shit first! And Jonathan is CLEARLY trying to make it just a little more personal, if you get my meaning.

Jan finally arrives at her office, owned by Mr. Pierot (Marcel Dalio), and she tells him that an inspector has been sent to look after Mr. Allen. This inspector is Miss Dickenson (Karen Norris), and being of the wimmins, is immediately entranced by the apparently irresistible Mr. Allen, sabotaging any attempt at inspection.

The next morning, the inspector’s report comes through, and Miss Dickinson has of course cleared him of all charges. He calls her, and the two clash in a way that definitely means they’ll never, ever, ever fall in love, no sir, not these two, not a CHANCE IN HELL

They agree to make a schedule for using the phone, and Brad accuses Jan of being jealous of his free-wheeling, bed-hopping lifestyle, which she takes great offese to. But after they hang up, she thinks on the idea of having bedroom problems. Looks like Jonathan wants to fix that, on account of being the THIRSTIEST MAN ALIVE.

Dude has three three ex-wives, all of which were revolts against his mother, for which he’s seeing a psychiatrist.

...CHRIST, the man’s a walking-talking red flag. Jan also says that she doesn’t love him, like...AT THE FUCK ALL, and the man just straight-up says, “How do you know, we’ve never even kissed.” Ai which point, any normal person would see the phantom neckbeard and whip out the fuckin’ bear mace, but Jan just lets him lean in for the goddamn kiss!!!

Jan...standards, Jan. My God. Anyway, she still turns him down, he asks her to get married again, and she leaves. For God’s sakes, man. Anyway, she goes home, where Alma’s listening to Brad serenade a girl over the party line. Jan notes the time, and tells him to get off the line. He calls back, and tells her off.

Brad gets a visitor: his old college friend FUCKIN’ JONATHAN AGAIN. He bemoans being a millionaire (po’ babyyyyy), then reveals that he’s pining over Jan, whom he doesn’t know is the person on the party line with Brad. He hears a good amount of information about Jan from Jonathan.

After the conversation, Brad tries to somewhat reconcile with Jan, but she doesn’t have any interest in doing so. That night, the two have separate affairs. Brad meets up with a woman named Marie, and serenades her with the same goddamn song from earlier, that suave motherfucker. Dude flips a switch, and the door fuckin’ LOCKS! Jesus, state-of-the-art hook-up tech of 1959.

Meanwhile Jan is attending a dinner held by an extremely client, Mrs. Walters (Lee Patrick). Needing to get home, she has her son Tony (Nick Adams) give her a ride. But on the way home, they stop and WHAT THE FUCK TONY??? I actually can’t find a clip or GIF of this, so I’ll tell you...he is ALL THE FUCK OVER HER, and it’s GROSS. CAN WE PLEASE STOP SEMI-RAPING DORIS DAY? WHAT THE FUCK, IN NO WAY IS WHAT I JUST WATCHED OK, HOLY SHIT!!!!!

Like...wow, that was the most uncomfortable I’ve felt watching a movie in a WHILE. And it’s not even because of the act itself, it’s because of how...OK it feels in the context of the film. Jan is BARELY upset by this slimy little weasely-faced rapey CREEP LITERALLY ASSAULTING HER IN THE FUCKING CAR. And in case you were wondering, yes! This film was written by FOUR MEN.

This is gross. Sorry, but this whole sequence is gross, and it gets even LONGER, because she AGREES TO GO GET A DRINK WITH HIM. WHY, JAN? STOP ENCOURAGING THIS BEHAVIOR. He tries to get her drunk (but ends up drunk himself), but she tries to leave. However, who should be sitting one table but Brad, who realizes who this is. Jan tries to leave, but Tony tries to get her to dance with him, AND SHE ONCE AGAIN AGREES, JAAAAAAAAN!!!!!!!

And its during this time of distress for Brad that, OF COURSE, he finds himself extremely attracted to her. And since he knows who she is, but she doesn’t know him, he decides to fake his identity. And there we go, we’ve got a creepy-ass one-sided relationship set-up.

Meanwhile, lightweight Tony passes out on the floor, drunk as shit. Brad goes into help, putting on a take Texas accent and calling himself Rex Stetson. And OF FUCKING COURSE, she’s lost in his fuckin’ eyes. Damn those eyes, and his suave bullshit.

They shove Tony into a cab, then take his car, which appears to be too small for Brad, which makes sense, given the fact that Hudson was 6′4″, goddamn! The two take a cab, and the two reveal their mutual attraction to the audience, through their inner thoughts. Looks like all Jan needed for a relationship was handsome-ass Rock Hudson.

In her thoughts, she thinks on how honest and down-to-earth Rex Stetson seems, unlike “monsters” like Tony and Brad Allen. And OF COURSE this is how we get this started. OF GODDAMN COURSE this is how we start this relationship. Liar revealed, LIAR REVEALED, I FUCKIN’ HATE THAT GODDAMN TROPE SO MUCH

Soon after “Rex” takes her home, he goes home herself, and gives her a call, inviting her to dinner the following night. She accepts. Then, in the middle of the call, Brad pretends to pick up the line as himself, in order to set up the two identities as being separate...this is reverse You’ve Got Mail, isn’t it?

Think about it. Two people that hate each other, and they’ve never seen one another, but also love each other after meeting in person. IT’S THE OPPOSITE OF YOU’VE GOT MAIL. Ugh. Fine. Even down to the fact that he has a sizeable advantage over her, due to his full knowledge of the situation. He even tries to use his identity as Brad Allen to set-up their date the next night for success.

And it works, goddamn. A clever yet manipulative asshole, this dude is. They get on a horse and carriage, and we hear the inner thoughts of Jan, Brad, and the dude who owns the horse. And, yeah...it’s funny. The two go to dinner, where Jonathan shortly arrives. Brad gets him out of there with...mildly fatphobic means, but it is the 1950s, so things were just kinda...entirely that.

But in any case, Brad gets away with it, and he and Jan spend a hell of a lot of time together going all around the city. And the whole time, he’s playing the role of “Rex.” Ugh. This is a good halfway point, so let’s go to Part 2 here! See you there!

#pillow talk #michael gordon #rock hudson #doris day #tony randall #thelma ritter #nick adams #romance february #user365 #365 movie challenge #365 movies 365 days #365 Days 365 Movies #365 movies a year #my gifs #mygifs #silverscreendames #old hollywood

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Erase the Shadow: 8

Please remember, this fic is rated explicit and has warnings of sex, violence, and other possible triggers.

***If you prefer reading off AO3 here’s the link for that: https://archiveofourown.org/works/22027552/chapters/54222625

Sorry about the quality of this chapter. I’m not in the headspace to edit it properly. But with the day that I’ve had I just want feel some bit of accomplishment. Again, I'm sorry about breaking my first rule and responding to a hate message. We all have those chew you up and spit you out kind of days and that's what today was for me.

Please forgive me if this chapter is a bit all over the place. It’s more of a highlight reel for the following two years. I just really want to get to the good stuff and nothing really important was scheduled to happen during this time so I didn’t want to spend too much time on it. Hope you all enjoy.

8.1

It was late June and the first weekend Hizashi had been able to visit Teris in three weeks.

“I missed you, Ris.” Hizashi murmured, holding her hips, guiding her up to meet him with his every thrust.

“Zashi.” Teris moaned beneath him.

“I missed you so much, Baby.” He angled his thrust to hit her sweet spot, loving the song she sung as she came apart for him.

His pierced cock dragged along her tight, soft, wet walls driving her to further heights.

“Zashi. Please. Please. I need--” She cut herself off with a moan, nails raking down his chest.

“Tell me what you need, Baby. Tell me that your sweet pussy was made just for me. That I alone can make you feel this good.”

“Za—ah!” Teris’ orgasm made her entire body lock up.

Hizashi grunted and sped his tempo, chasing his own release before she had even come down from her high.

Teris’ walls clamped down and fluttered around him, spurring him on, even as it made his hips stagger.

“You’re. So. Fucking. Good.” He said, punctuating each word with a sharp snap of his hips.

“Cum for me, Zashi.” Teris panted, still breathless and unfocused from her orgasm. “Come on, Sunshine. Fill me up.”

They had snuggled and showered after, returning to bed happy and spent after another round. Getting dirty while getting clean, as Hizashi liked to put it.

Teris wore Hizashi's cheesy tourist shirt. Their shirt, he called it. He really was a romantic, she thought snuggling up against him.

Granted it was that cutesy, Rom Com kind of romance that she often found cringe worthy; but it was sweet and enduring. And something you will never be able to emulate, she thought spirits dampening. He’ll tire of your sardonic nature soon enough.

So, she thought. Sad as that will be, we’re happy now.

Your humor and temperament are better suited to Shouta. Stop that! She scolded herself. You’re with Hizashi. Quit trying to ruin. You’re the one who keeps thinking about his best friend, she thought back at herself. You’re the one who thought how you also missed Shouta every time Hizashi said how much he missed you.

“G’night, Baby.” Hizashi mumbled half asleep, his arms and legs already loosening around her as he drifted off.

It took Teris a good while longer to fall asleep. When she finally did she was immediately greeted by the man she loved but could not touch.

“Shouta!” Teris rushed toward him, the blank dreamscape taking on that of a park.

Shouta spun around. Though his expression remained the same, his eyes brightened and with it the sky above them.

Then he remembered that Hizashi was spending the weekend with her and his lips thinned, jaw setting. Heavy clouds formed in the distance, quickly darkening and rolling in.

Teris slowed her steps, eyes flicking to the horizon where distant thunder rumbled. “Shouta? What is it? What’s the matter? Raven?”

The weather had always been tied to Shouta’s emotions. It was what had made learning to read her stoic companion so easy when they were children.

Shouta shook his head, trying to bury his hurt and jealousy.

It wasn’t as if the Teris in the real world was purposefully breaking his heart. She didn’t know what kind of relationship and love they shared. Nor did the Teris in here remember anything about the waking world. She didn’t know that she was probably asleep in Hizashi's arms.

The thought had lightning striking in the distance. The dreamscape's ground trembled beneath their feet at the resounding clap of thunder.

“Shou?” Teris reached for him, her hand hovering over his arm.

Shouta saw the concern in her eyes and scolded himself. He was being foolish. Selfish. There was nothing Teris could do about the screwed up way of things. So why was he making his Love worry about something she couldn’t control and wasn’t even aware of.

The mess of it all rankled him, and another flash of lightning and clash of thunder overwhelmed their senses.

No. Shouta told himself, gritting his teeth. This wasn’t the time to think about all that. This time with her was limited. Precious. It wasn’t something to be sullied, or wasted by whatever was going on out in the waking world.

He swallowed, forcing everything else down and away but this moment.

Slowly the skies began to clear.

“It’s nothing. Sorry.” He apologized, looking at her hovering hand.

He wanted nothing more than to take her hand and pull her into his arms.

A rumble of thunder sounded from the fading storm.

“Aizawa Shouta. What did I tell you about hiding things from me?”

Shouta’s lips twitched upward.

“Not to.” He answered simply.

“So?” She prompted.

Shouta slid his hands into his pockets least he make a futile attempt to touch her. His eyes panned the area taking in the cat cafe across the street.

Teris could create pretty much any scene she wanted. And, though she couldn’t populate the space with humans, she could create animals.

He tilted his head to the building. “Cat cafe? Didn’t we do that last time?”

“You’re trying to change the subject.”

“Is it working?”

“Shou.”

“I’m fine, Kitten. Better than fine.” He assured, finishing the thought with a silent, now that I’m here with you.

Teris raised a dubious eyebrow.

Shouta stepped to her and uttered softly. “I’d never lie to you, Ris. You know that.”

That was true. Shouta had never once lied to her. He occasionally used what he called logical ruses to surprise her, but he had never once lied.

Satisfied, Teris turned and walked toward the cafe. “Our visit there was cut short last time.”

“I remember.” Shouta said, following.

How could he forget? The Void had visited mid-way through the night last time.

“And I wasn’t complaining.”

She looked back at him and gave a smiling scoff. “You? Complain about visiting cats. Never would've crossed my mind.”

His heart lightened at her teasing smile.

“So, how’s your new group of student's doing? Expelled anyone yet?” She asked, once they were situated among the cats.

They didn’t necessarily have to be in the cafe to be surrounded by cats. She had once swarmed a park with them. Something she should do again, she thought. Just so see that look of awe on Shouta's face again.

But keeping things the way she somehow knew them to be out in the real world made her feel real. And feeling real was something she often struggled with.

“Only the one’s that didn’t show any promise.” He said, looking down at her caressing hand as she pet the cat in his lap.

His fingers stroked through the cats fur near enough to hers that they brushed through her hand without touching.

“Shouta.”

Damn it. Why was he so melancholy tonight? He was ruining their time together by focusing on the everything that was wrong instead of reveling in this too short time with her.

“That’s it. Get up.” Teris said, pushing to her feet.

“What?” Shouta looked up at her, nudging the cat off his lap.

A thin ribbon of fabric appeared in her hand.

Shouta felt a thrill as the fabric was dangled in front of his face.

He knew what was coming and often pretended he didn’t like it, but in truth he loved it. That was until the pain of it all grew to be too much.

He readily grabbed the tail end of the fabric and let her help pull him up.

Suddenly they were in a park gazebo. Instruments hovered in the air, playing soft music by unseen hands.

“Something a bit more atmospheric, if you will, Raven.” She said releasing the fabric he held and producing another.

Shouta smiled softly down at her.

The sun dimmed, fading away. Night took over. The midnight sky filled with countless stars. Unlike in the real world, a full moon hung above.

“You’re beautiful.” Shouta murmured.

“Easy to say when I’m the only girl here.” She teased.

“Still doesn’t change the facts.” He said, wrapping the fabric around her waist.

He felt her drape her own piece of material over the back of his neck and closed his eyes, imagining it was her touching him.

Gripping the ends of his material, he tugged her closer and began to sway.

The music was slow and soothing.

As they danced his mind wandered to the time he had spent with her in the real world during the end of school year break. He wondered if she would be coming to stay for a time during summer vacation. Just the thought of getting to see her in person again. Of speaking with her, smelling her. The thought of getting to touch her again, even if it was just in passing, made him shiver with excitement.

“Shou?”

His eyes focused, thoughts fading.

He blushed, embarrassed at having not heard her question. “Sorry.”

Why was it that he felt as if he had been caught thinking about another woman? They were the same person. The only difference between them was that neither Teris remembered what went on in the others world.

“Just tell me you’re feeling better.” She murmured.

“I love you.” Shouta said, staring down at her beautiful face.

If only the real world Teris looked at him like that. If only…

“I wish I could touch you.” He said, eyebrows pulling together as he struggled to control his emotions.

“Shou.” She tried to pull him closer but he just passed through her.

He stepped away with a shake of his head, swallowing roughly. Damn Hizashi. This was all his fault. Things might’ve been difficult before, but they were manageable. Now, knowing his Love was with another man. That she was happy with that other man. And that that man was his best friend…

“I’m sorry. I’m just not good company tonight.”

What was he saying? Was he really that sour and stupid? He had waited twenty-nine nights to see her.

Teris grabbed the end of the fabric he still held and pull it roughly. “I don’t care what kind of mood you’re in. You’re the only company I ever want. And I’m not just saying that cause you’re the only person around.”

Shouta gave a short, dry chuckle at her final statement. “That’s only cause you don’t know what you’re missing.”

She stepped to him, winding the fabric around her hand as she did so. “You’re wrong, Raven. It’s because I know exactly what I have.”

She stopped in front of him, her other hand lifted to hover over his cheek.

Shouta's head tilted into to her hand, longing for contact.

“I love you, Shouta. I want nothing more than for you to find me in the waking world so we can finally touch. Please, Raven. Don’t stop looking for me.”

Shouta squeezed his eyes shut, gritting his teeth.

“Promise me.”

Shouta took in a measured breath and opened his eyes. “I promise you this, Kitten. Once we are together, I will never stop touching you.”

8.2

It was the end of another school year and despite the Hero Commission’s threats, they still hadn’t voted to put an end to private instruction of the hero course.

“So do you think they’re ever going to do it? Or is it something they’ll just continue to hold over private instructors heads?” Nemuri asked, returning after served herself another drink.

“They’ll do it.” Teris said, tilting her head away from Hizashi’s finger.

Shouta nodded in agreement. Those in hidden power didn’t have enough control over private instructors or their students. It was only a matter of time before private instruction of the hero course came to an end.

“It’s only a matter of time.” Teris went on echoing Shouta’s thoughts.

Hizashi blew at her ear and Teris turned, grabbing his pointing finger.

“Stop it.”

“You told me to stop touching you. I’m not touching you.” Hizashi grinned mischievously.

“What are you, five?” Teris questioned, her amusement ruining her ire filled look.

“We often wonder.” Nemuri commented, sitting on the couch.

Her eyes blue eyes panned over to Shouta who sat on the opposite side of the sofa from her. The poor man had become rather interested in the drink in his hands. And who could blame him? Hizashi had been all over Teris all night, his constant hanging on her worsening the more intoxicated he got.

To her friends credit, Teris tolerated and handled Hizashi well enough. After being together for a little over a year, it was to be expected. But Hizashi was difficult to manage in the best of times and now that he had a few drinks in him he was getting unruly.

That was partially Nemuri's fault. She had added more alcohol to Hizashi’s mixed drink than usual.

“Zashi.” Teris scolded, once again taking his hand when it wiggled no more than a centimeter away from her breast.

“What?” Hizashi questioned with overly loud innocence. “I’m not touching.” He rested his head on her shoulder and turn his face into her neck. “I’m being a good boy.”

Teris pressed her lips together, glancing at Shouta.

Though most wouldn’t know it, he was clearly uncomfortable. And that fact only heightened her own discomfort.

“You’ve had enough.” Teris said taking his drink from his hand and pouring it into her own cup.

Nemuri grimaced. Would her friend notice the excess liquor?

“Aw, Baby! I just told you I was being a good boy. You’re suppose to say that you’ll reward me later.” Hizashi slipped his hand between her legs, gliding it up to her core.

Teris yelped. Her legs squeezed against his hand, her own hand grabbing his wrist.

“Zashi. Stop.” She hissed.

“Tell me how you’re gonna reward me for being good, Ris Wren.”

“You’re far from being good.” Teris said, pulling his hand away.

“Ooo!” Hizashi grinned.

He leaned closer to her, his alcohol scented breath hitting her face.

“Then tell me how you’re gonna discipline me for being bad. You gonna tie me up and spank me like I do you?” He asked, he hand climbing up her side.

Shouta shot out of his seat and mumbled something about needing another drink as he walked toward the kitchen.

Teris grabbed Hizashi's hand before it reached her breast. “No. But if you don’t behave I’m gonna break something.”

“Oh yeah, Baby!” Hizashi exclaimed. “I got just the thing in mind. What d’ya say we go see out how strong Kayama’s bed is?”

Shouta who had just served himself a shot, downed it and served another. He downed that one too before severing a double and slowly returning to his seat.

When he got drunk, he apparently blacked out. At least the video’s his friends had shown him of the things he did that he didn’t remember ever doing proved that to be the case.

Right now blacking out and not remembering any of this sounded like a great idea.

8.3

The end of semester exams had gone well. As had the first day of training camp. Shouta was rather pleased with the growth of his students. Not that he would tell them that. As second years they would be taking their provisional license exams soon, and he didn’t want them to get cocky.

Thinking he’d get some reviews done before he turned in, Shouta exited the staff bathroom in a t-shirt and sweat pants. His hair, still wet from his shower, soaked the shoulders of his shirt and dripped to the floor as he made the short trek to his assigned bedroom.

He paused in the hall, thinking he heard a noise from Hizashi's room which was beside his. But when it didn’t happen again he shrugged it off and entered his room.

Flicking on the desk lamp, Shouta sank in the the chair with a sigh. He was exhausted and wanted nothing more than to go to sleep, but these reviews wouldn’t do themselves.

Opening up his laptop, he logged in, and scooted the chair forward. He had just pulled his notes closer when...

Was that a groan?

Shouta tensed and remained still, listening. His eyes darted over to his capture weapon that hung on the bedpost with his utility belt.

“Zashi...”

Shouta’s eyes widened. That was Teris’ voice. It had come from…

There was another groan. This time Shouta was able to clearly identify it as Hizashi's.

“That’s it, Baby. Tell me what you’re doing now.” Hizashi's voice commanded, sounding through the obviously thin walls.

The air left Shouta lungs in a sharp exhale. Were they having phone sex? This was wrong. He shouldn’t be hearing this. His eyes frantically scanned his desk. He always carried a set of headphones in his laptop bag. He should get them.

“Zashi, I’m...”

The fan on his laptop sped up, the soft noise drowning out Teris’ response.

Shouta scowled at the device. Now he wouldn’t know what she was doing. Before he knew what he was doing, his finger held down the power button, shutting the laptop off. The fan went silent.

“Come on Ris Wren. I miss you, Baby. You agreed to try this for me.”

Shouta felt a wave of relief. Apparently Teris wasn’t into it. Good, he thought.

“I—I’m dipping my hand lower.” Teris’ voice said.

“Down that beautiful stomach of yours.” Hizashi led.

“Um hum.”

“And what are you doing now, Baby?”

“I’m touching myself.”

“And who are you thinking about while you touch yourself?”

“You.”

“Tell me, Ris. Tell me what you’re doing and who you’re thinking about.”

“I’m touching myself, thinking about you.” Teris’ voice said.

Shouta's eyes closed, imagining those words had been said to him.

“Where are you touching yourself, Baby?”

“You know where.”

“Come on, Wren. Tell me. Talk dirty. Get filthy for me,”

Shouta frowned, eyebrows pulling together in angry annoyance. Hizashi was clearly directing her to do something she clearly was uncomfortable with.

“Tell me, Baby. Tell me where you’re touching yourself.”

“I’m touching my pussy.”

Shouta's breath hitched.

“Yeah? Above or under your panties?”

“Above.”

“And are they wet?”

“Yes.”

Shouta bit his lip. Fuck. He really should get his headphones. But even as he had that thought, he leaned back in his chair.

“I’m so wet, Zashi. My panties are soaked.”

Hizashi groaned, and Shouta had to stifle a groan of his own.

“What do those pretty panties look like, Wren?”

“They’re black stain with white cat paws on them.” Teris answered.

“Hum.”

Hizashi might not have sounded overly turned on by the thought, but the image had Shouta's cock twitching in his sweat pants. His Kitten was wearing cat theme underwear. It was as if she had done so especially for him.

“Oh, Baby. I wish I could lick at those panties and taste you.” Hizashi said.

Shouta's mouth pooled with saliva, imaging what Teris tasted like. He always thought that she would taste similar to how she smelled. A bit like honey but not cloyingly so.

“I wish it was your hands touching me.” Teris said.

And Shouta thought the same. He would give anything to touch her. To feel and taste her, as she squirmed beneath him, moaning his name.

“I do too, Baby. Why don’t you take your panties off for me.”

“Zashi...”

Again Shouta heard a hint of doubt in her voice, but he was too far gone. He silently urged Teris to do as Hizashi said and take off the cute cat paw underwear he imagined she worn just for him.

“Come on, Ris Wren. It’s just us, Baby. You think I would let anyone else hear you like this? I’m alone in this room, out in the middle of nowhere. Surrounded by bugs.”

Teris heard the shudder in her boyfriend’s voice and chuckled. “My poor, Sunshine.”

“I’m not kidding, Babe. There was this Mothra sized moth flying around in the teachers bathroom.”

Shouta smiled at her laugh. She had the most beautiful laugh.

“I’m sure it wasn’t that big, Zashi.”

“What I’m saying is, I need this, Babe. I know you’re shy about talkin’ dirty but once you get into it, Ris, you’re the best.”

“Well you would know. With the mouth you have on you.” She quipped.

“You want my mouth on you? Is that what said? Tell me, Sweetheart. Tell me where you want my mouth.”

“I want your mouth on mine.” She said. “I would open my lips to you and meet your tongue with mine. Mmm. I love the way it feels when your body’s pressed against mine. Pinning me to the bed.”

“I’d suck on your tongue, and roll those pretty peaked nipples as I move on to your neck. I love your neck, Baby. You got so many spots on there that do it for you. I’d mark every one of them up and claim you.”

She was about to tell him no marking, but it didn’t matter this time.

“Are you touching yourself, Wren?”

“Yes.” Came her breathy reply.

“What do you want?” Hizashi asked.

“I want your cock.” Teris answered.

Eyes closed, Shouta's head fell back against the chair. His hand moved to palm the growing bulge in his sweat pants.

“What would you do to my cock, Pretty One?”

“I’d take it out of your pants.”

Shouta’s fingers hooked into the waistband of boxer briefs and sweat pants, pulling them both down. His jaw tightened, fighting back a hiss as his aching dick sprung free and bobbed in the open air.

“A cock that big and fine shouldn’t be hidden away.” She teasingly scolded. “It should be worshiped.

Shouta bit back a groan, his hips rolling upward.

“Can you wrap your hand around that big dick of yours and pretend it’s mine? That I’m the one slowly pumping your cock and dipping my thumb along the slit to smear your pre-cum.”

8.4

The news that came with the end of the school year was maddening and heartbreaking for Teris and her students. Not only had the Hero Commission voted to stop private instruction of the hero course; they had added the amendment that any student studying under a private instructor would have to enroll in a ‘proper’ school and start the program from the beginning.

Sad as it was for her first and second year students, who should have been looking forward to starting their second and third year once the new school year began. It was really heart wrenching for her third year students who should have been graduating.

The number of phone calls she had gotten from friends, who were also private instructors, had only added to her sense of anger and sorrowful bitterness. Many of her friends planned to give up teaching. Several others planned to give of hero-ing all together.

It felt as if an irrevocable rift had been made by this decision. And Teris was sure that there would be a rise in vigilantism.

With bile in her throat, Teris had admonished her students to obey the Commission’s laws and regulations, and to enroll in a schools hero course if they still desired to become pros. She had even offered to write letters of recommendation. Though with the way things were going, she wasn’t entirely certain if that would be of benefit anywhere other than UA.

UA. Thankfully Principle Nedzu had taken her call and offered her the recently open position of Strategics Instructor. It seemed that their previous Instructor had died in his sleep shortly after the news that turned her life upside down broke.

Though healthy and fairly young, there didn’t appear to be any signs of foul play, and so there was no investigation into the mans death.

It felt weird, filling the position of a man who had died so suddenly, but Hizashi and Nemuri assured Teris that there was nothing wrong with it.

UA would have to find someone to fill the position so why shouldn’t it be you, they reasoned.

“Babe!”

Teris looked up from taping another box.

She had been so focused on tying up the loose ends of her cases and introducing her more agreeable CI’s to other underground heroes that she hadn’t taken the time to pack. And now Shouta, Nemuri, and Tensei would be here any moment to help her and Hizashi load up her belongings and see them safely to his place.

She stared at her boyfriend. It boggled her mind to think that they had been together for two years. That Hizashi had put up with and was still interested in her. And that they would now be living together. Working together.

A frown tugged at her lips. Would they be able to make it work? They had always complained that they never saw enough of each other. But after two years of weekend and school break visits, would moving in and working together be too much? Were they moving too fast? Making a mistake?

“Babe?” Hizashi called again, waving a hand in front of her face.

Teris blinked. Her worried thoughts dispersed.

“Sorry. I just...”

“Got caught up in the hotness that is your smokin’ boyfriend.” Hizashi played.

“Sure.” Teris huffed with a smile. “That’s it.”

Hizashi pulled her to her feet. “Give us a kiss, Love.”

“Zashi, I--”

“We’ll get to it, Babe. I’m paying Shou and Tensei in food and drink. Trust me, they’ll stick around till we got you packed up.”

Stepping closer, she wrapped her arms around his neck. “If you say so.”

“Hey. None of that now. We came to work.” Tensei’s voice said from the door.

“Aw. They’re cute, Iida. Let them be.” Nemuri cooed.

“They’re moving in together. They can do all that stuff later.” Tensei said.

“Where’s Aizawa?” Hizashi questioned, reluctantly letting Teris go.

“Were else? Downstairs charming some cat he saw.” Nemuri rolled her eyes.

“The tabby or orange and white one?” Teris wondered in interest.

“What is it about you and Shouta with felines? I swear you two were made for each other.”

Hizashi frowned at Nemuri's comment.

Shouta entered with a frown of his own. He had only heard the tail end of Nemuri's last sentence and thought she had been talking about Hizashi and Teris.

His tired eyes panned the living space. “You’re not ready.”

“I know. I’m sorry.” Teris apologized.

“No worries.” Tensei said, stepping forward. “We’ll help you.”

“It’s what we’re here for.” Nemuri chimed in.

With the added help they made short work of packing. With all but a few dishes and the small catch-all closet left, the guys began hauling boxes out while Nemuri finished packing the kitchen stuff.

Shouta entered the apartment to pick up another load when he noticed Teris struggling to reach an item on the top shelf.

“Need help?” He asked stepping over to her.

“It’s just—been pushed—back.” Teris said, stretching to her tiptoes.

Her fingertips brushed the box but only succeeded in pushing it further back. Sighing, she stood back and scowled up at the shelf.

“Ready to admit defeat?” Shouta asked.

Amused as he was, he stared at her with his usual deadpanned expression.

“Never. But, I am willing to admit I could use some help.”

Shouta smirked and stepped to the closet. “Stand aside, shorty.”

“Shorty!” Teris complained, watching him easily reach up to the top shelf.

Shouta wrapped his hand around what felt like a shoe box and pulled it down.

A small plushie fell to the ground, landing next to his feet.

Teris’ eyes widened.

She rushed to grab the stuffed toy but Shouta bent down apologizing.

“Sorry.” He said, squatting. “It must’ve been on top--”

Shouta blinked at the face of the little stuffed person.

It was him. Well, Eraserhead.

It disappeared, Teris snatching it up and pressing it to her chest.

Shouta's eyes lifted to her.

“It—it was a gift from Nemuri.” Teris explained, her face beet red.

Barely able to breath, all Shouta could do was stare.

She had a small plushie of him-- of Eraserhead. Did she have one of Present Mic too? Why would Nemuri get her such a thing? Where would Nemuri get her such a thing?

“I had it made.” Nemuri said, as if reading his thoughts. She turned to Teris. “What was it doing up there? It sat on your desk for literally years. Did you hide it when you and Yamada started dating? Think that he would rightfully be jealous?”

“Nemuri!” Teris squeaked.

“Jealous of what?” Hizashi asked, entering with Tensei on his heels.

Teris gave her friend a pleading look.

“Her vibrator.” Nemuri lied easily.

Tensei choked on his drink of water.

Teris’ face felt so hot it could probably fry an egg.

“Why would I be jealous of her vibrator? I’m her vibrator. Aren’t I, Babe.” Hizashi stuck out his tongue and vibrated it at her favorite frequency.

“I’m getting some air.” Tensei announced doing an about face.

“Hey, Shou! Quit slacking off and come help me with this big box of books.” Hizashi called.

Teris gulped when Shouta didn’t move right away.

Slowly, Shouta pushed the shoe box closer to her and got to his feet.

Teris exhaled in relief.

Lifting the lid of the shoe box, she hurriedly put the Eraserhead plushie in it and taped it shut.

Yes. Teris’ pet name for Shouta is Raven. I have this scene of how the name came to be but doubt it’ll ever fit into the story. Anyway, in the shared dream Shouta says that he’d never lie to her; but Teris still thinks he hasn’t found her out in the real world. Curious, isn’t it.

Another curiosity, the Strategics Instructor’s sudden death. Teris sure was lucky that a position opened up for her.

And who here wonders why Nemuri added excess alcohol to Hizashi's drink only to feel bad for Shouta when she knows drunk Hizashi gets handsy? Or why she got Teris an Eraserhead plushie and made sure that Shouta was aware Teris had kept it on her desk?

Lastly, who would've thought Shouta was such a naughty boy? Listening in on Hizashi and Teris, and taking care of himself.

Thank you to those who have left hearts. And a VERY special thank you to those who have left comments. They really mean a lot.

As always, an extra special thank you to @inorganicone2230 for their encouragement and friendship. This fic was my personal guilty pleasure, and without them never be getting posted.

#bnha #aizawa shouta #hizashi yamada #yandere hizashi #nemuri kayama #my hero academia #fanfic

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Touken Ranbu The Movie [Review]

It’s finally here! It’s finally arrived! We waited so long and it’s finally here! I’m hoping I can see it at least one more time before it stops at the cinema because it is so good!

NON-SPOILER REVIEW Overall: This was amazing! I absolutely adored and loved so many parts of this movie!! I loved the story, I loved the reinterpretation of history, I loved the twists and surprises (there are so many that you don’t expect!), I loved the action, I loved the colouring, I loved the cinematography and the camera shots, I loved seeing their pretty make up and their pretty faces on a big giant screen! They all looked amazing!! My honest to god only complaint is that (1) there is a very obvious voice dub within the first 15 minutes of the movie; (2) some of the editing and transitions between scenes were just not smooth at all. The editing was really rough compared to how amazingly produced everything else is in this movie. A few cuts really pissed me off and some transitions were so jarring. I do have one more complaint but it’s spoilery so I’ll list that below. But everything else was amazing! Cannot wait for the DVD! Rating: 8/10 if only the editing had been better.

SPOILER REVIEW

Story

We are back at Honnouji no Hen trying to stop the Jikansokougun from interfering with it. You know the story if you’ve read the history and/or watched the first stage.

Now to the spoilers...

The TouDan think they’ve finished off the Jikansokougun and go back to the Honmaru, but in fact there was still one left who grabs Oda and takes him to a safe place. When Oda wakes up he has the whole Jikansokougun army within his grasp and one of the commanders ‘Mume’ can talk to him and stays by Oda’s side. The TouDan realise what’s happened and goes back. While there Jiji actually saves and rans away with Oda. Everyone feels betrayed but they continue their mission of keeping and eye on Hideyoshi. Jiji takes Oda to Azuchi where Hideyoshi raids and tries to burn down (as per the correct history) but again the Jikansokougun interfere.

I’ll stop there so you’re not too spoiled if you did carry on to read more.

Using the star format as usual so it’s easier and quicker for me to get through reviews.

General Comments

☆ This was so BEAUTIFULLY SHOT! Some of the shots are so well done and they all looked so damn pretty! They must’ve had a very nice budget for this movie because it’s visually beautiful, the colouring used is beautiful, so many shots are just PERFECT!

☆ I loved the close ups of all the swords! Being able to see their pretty faces (which had a lot lighter make up than what they wear on stage so their natural beauty shined out more!) so close up was just wonderful ^_^

☆ Also their makeup! I absolutely adored their make up in this!! All of the swords except Nihongo have eyeliner half way across their bottom lashes (yeah this is how good the quality is and how well you can see the makeup and how goddamn observant I am xD). And they all looked SO NICE!

☆ NIHONGO’S ONSIE for uchiba/Internal Affairs is freaking ADORABLE!!!! It’s a freaking Onsie! A ONSIE! I was losing it!! And he looked so good in it too!! It was this freaking adorable great onsie!! I can’t get over this... I can’t! xD

☆ Jiji has plot armour in this movie too as expected because he’s always givemn bloody plot armour. He REALLY should’ve died in this one. Scientifically and by Touken Game standards he SHOULD have died. But alas ‘we can’t hurt the fan favourite precious Jiji’ oh fuck off, hurry up and kill him already! Fuck sake.

☆ I really liked Fuma’s Honebami. Just like the stages, we didn’t get enough time with him. We didn’t really get to know him. But I think something between His and Mitsuya’s Hone is what I expect Hone to be so I like Movie Hone. BUT, Hone should’ve died too by the way. Just from the dire situation he ends up in, he really should’ve been killed and died. It’s not like we can’t bring these swords back!

☆ I died a little when Uguisumaru said his famous line!

☆ Tomoki as Uguisumaru was perfect JUST as I had predicted! He was great! I loved the looks between Jiji and him where they completely understood each other without having to speak! I absolutely adored how soft his voice was, very nicely matching Ugui’s image.

☆ Also I did start laughing at one point when I remembered Suzuki and Tomoki had been in YowaPeda together. I just imagined Suzuki’s Arakita and Tomoki’s Makishima dressing up in their sword outfits. Them looking like TouDan but with their Peda character’s personalities just cracked me up SO MUCH!

☆ You can definitely appreciate the amount of LEG shown by Yagen and Fudou in this movie! The camera itself really loved focusing on Yagen’s legs! Many times there are obvious shots that are there JUST for his legs xD and there’s a scene at the honmaru where Fudou goes to sleep and you can see all the muscles in his legs and it’s beautiful ^_^ highly appreciated and thankful for these shots!

☆ I do like movie version of Hasebe. I liked him somewhat in this one. There wasn’t so much forehead acting from Wada in this (thank god) so I liked Hasebe this time around.

☆ And I guess movie version of Jiji wasn’t as much of a dick as he is in the stage too. I do like Jiji quite a bit in this one too, but he still got that god damn plot armour.

☆ In some shots you can see the knee support around Maki’s right leg - he was still receiving rehabilitation on his knee after his surgery when he stupidly went off to film this.

☆ I am here for the utter and complete tag team of Yagen and Manba! I absolutely adored all their scenes together! I was SO down for this pair up! They were great together!

☆ If you’ve never seen the Eiga Dorobo video, I highly recommend you see it! It’s often shown in movie theatre before the movie starts and it’s gold! (see here) so for Touken Ranbu they made special ones with the cast joining in! They even had the Jikansokougun too! So far there have only been 2 episodes out and a third one should be coming. So for the two different episodes we had the appearance of:

Eiga Dorobo 1: Uguisumaru, Fudou, Hasebe

Eiga Dorobo 2: Honebami, Nihongo, Yagen

☆ Watching the movie, I had this huge moment of ‘fuck, I love Touken Ranbu’, because there are so many versions of it and anyone can make any version they want because the creators of the game gave so much leeway as to how to interpret the swords, the personalities, how they defend history, the lore of the Jikan, there is just so much god damn potential in this series and there’s so many ways and stories you can write with these boys! I just got so happy and proud while watch the movie. We can literally make up whatever shit we want so long as history goes back to normal at the end! It’s GREAT!

☆ However, as already stated above, there were some super dodgy editing in this! I really need to find out who the editor is and send them an email because some of the editing was cringe worthy. We literally had one shot where Jiji walks out but the shot is focused on Jiji’s feet for about 5 seconds while Jiji talks. No shot of Jiji actually talking, no shot of Jiji’s face, just his FEET! HIS FEET! What the hell was that shot of Jiji’s feet at the beginning of the movie?! I’ve watched this movie TWICE and I have absolutely NO idea what the point of that shot was! That was the worst one.

☆ Other things like in the very first opening scene we are have a VERY OBVIOUS audio dub over one of the guys. Why they dubbed over the man with different lines to what his mouth creates, I don’t know why, but it does not sync up at all and it is very obvious.

☆ And the transition between scenes/days and the cut backs to older stuff in the movie was just very poorly edited too. If a scene ended, it would fade to black and for like 2 seconds there would be nothing, no music, just a black scene and then suddenly a new song would start, it felt VERY stage-y and not like a movie at all! It was cringe worthy and really wasted precious seconds we could’ve spent on the movie. Also we had some ‘flashback’ scenes and the music and sound immediately cut off from Cut 1 -> Cut 2 would be the flashback and be absolutely silent, no music -> go back to Cut 1 and suddenly the music has restarted again. I REALLY didn’t like it! It REALLY pissed me. LET ME FUCKING REEDIT THIS GOD DAMN MOVIE! The post production for most of this movie SUCKED. The editing and the sound mixing SUCKED. Ugh... that person needs firing.

☆ Also, this movie was WAY too short! We get 3 hour long stages from Marv, so why is the movie less than 2 god damn hours?! It’s barely 1 hour 45! Give me more gungi! Give me some comedy! (There is NO comedy in this besides ONE line from Hasebe!) Give me them enjoying time at the god damn honmaru!

☆ Upon looking back, I realised that they did not show one of the bigger fights at all that happens towards the end of the movie. I really wish they had shown that fight scene rather than having it happen off screen. There was so much potential and so much you could’ve done with that fight scene. You could’ve easily had swords pop up here, there, everywhere and they could’ve done it in a real stylistic way if they didn’t have the time or money to get actual actors. They could’ve just done close up shots of swords’ costumes, or their feet landing next to the Jikan, or show two swords clashing, or a danshi jumping into the fight etc. You could’ve easily ‘brought in’ many swords into that fight scene without actual hiring any actors (especially if certain actors did not have time) and it could’ve been very creative, stylistic and interesting and it would’ve been a big flail for the fans.

☆ Also MAJOR SPOILERS HERE: the ending part with the new sword? Don’t just IGNORE that for fuck sake! Give him and the audience an explanation! Let him speak! Let him have his moment as to what happened to him and where he’s been and what he went through shit! God damn don’t just NOT explain that! Don’t just have him pop up, save the day, say his name and FINISH! What the fuck.

Wow the more I think about this movie, the more dissatisfied I get... okay, last one!

☆ Also Nishii Yukito had SUCH a small role!!! I was hoping he’d have so much more screen time than what he actually got. He has about 1 minute max *so sad*

I DO pin a lot of my complaints and nitpicks on the fact I have a cinematography background; I studied film, I’ve made films, I’ve always watched BTS of making films, I love the process of film making. And I think because of that, that’s why I’m being so particular on HOW it was made and on post-production and how I would’ve made the movie. So if you’re not into the whole film making side of movies then none of these are gunna bother you. If you’re not into this stuff then I really think you’ll enjoy this movie a lot! You will definitely have a good time and be satisfied and enjoy it so much!

Okay now onto:

MAJOR SPOILER TERRITORY COMMENTS

☆ I loved this version of Saru and how he isn’t just a nice guy and isn’t just the idiot that history leads us to believe. In this he’s cold, and mean, and turned against so many people! I loved Saru suddenly going against Hasebe too! It was such a plot twist! He invited Hasebe and Nihongo into his clan but as soon as our swords let down their guard, Saru’s men attacked them and they had to run! It was such a shocking twist! And Hasebe getting shot because of this ambush too was insane!! I know it’s spoiled in the trailer but seeing it happen in that moment! I was not expecting it at all!

☆ Also I am glad I got to see Hasebe actually almost physically harming Jiji, and Manba straight up being like ‘yo I don’t trust you Mika,’ and Yagen siding with Manba! Oh my! It was such a great scene! I loved all the suspicion going on around them and them not exactly wanting to agree or listen to Jiji. Argh! SO GOOD! I was like ‘HIT HIM HASEBE! DO IT!’ and I guess this is another reason why I like Movie Hasebe much more than Stage Hasebe.

☆ Seriously! I absolutely loved the teaming up of Yagen and Manba!! And now I want them forever on my team in the game now too! xD

☆ My heart hurt a little when Oda called Jiji ‘Munechika’, I was like ‘YOU HAVE NO RIGHT CALLING HIM BY HIS GIVEN NAME!!’ because clearly Jiji deserves more respect than Oda xD but I think it’s purposely put in so we do feel this way.

☆ I absolutely loved the twist for Oda’s story: he didn’t die at Honnouji, he actually died at Azuchi Castle and only Jiji knows the true hsitory because he was the only one there at the time! Such a great twist! And how Jiji tricked Oda into going to Azuchi, making Oda think he’ll be fine there and making Oda think that they are changing history together! Such a good plot twist! I loved it!

☆ Even though I was spoiled for the new sword, it’s very heavily implied throughout the entire movie. Especially when Akechi uses him in defense again the Jikan, and suddenly the danshi’s (who is clothed in Jikan armour and wear) eyes turn bright yellow (Jikan’s eyes are all a glowing red). It’s a really good and random reveal!

☆ As Jiji tries to leave Azuchi castle, Honebami meets up with him. But fucking Oda pullings his sword on Hone and pins it at his neck! He tells Jiji to work with him or he’ll kill Hone and Jiji is like ‘I can’t help you, this is how it’s supposed to be’, just, I was like YESSSSSSSSSS!!!! But in the end Oda let’s Hone and Jiji go -__- I’m sorry but Hone SHOULD HAVE been killed there!

☆ One of my favourite lines from the movie is from Jiji (surprisingly) where he says: 守りたいことが増えばっかり。 // Things I want to protect just keep increasing. Which shows just how different of a Jiji we have in this version! He actually fucking emotionally cares in this one!

☆ The very last scene has ALL the Stage swords who have appeared in TouStage up to now were ALL at the Honmaru in this final scene. Except Daihannya & Ookanehira. Those two swords were NOT in this final scene. As for the actors; every one of the TouStage actors, except Hirose Daisuke and Kento, were as their Swords, in their costumes in this final scene. Ichigo and Tsurumaru ARE in this seen but are clearly NOT the actors. They clearly had body doubles / standins in this scene and their faces were out of focus. Also in the final ending credits, these two actors' names were not listed. I was flailing so hard!!! This was a HUGE shocker and I am so happy how many of them were able to come back for this one scene! So this is the scene where the new Saniwa is revealed and we finally got a female Saniwa!!!! I was like ‘YES JUSTICE!!!’ I spent most of the movie like ‘why the fuck is it always a Male Saniwa?!?! Why not hire someone ambiguous like Yuzuki or Toman as the Saniwa?!’. But alas we got our girl at the end!! The very very very last scene is absolutely ADORABLE! The saniwa (she’s like 3 years old) grabs onto the back of Jiji (he’s sitting down and drinking tea) and holds him for a piggyback, he smiles, picks her up and piggybacks her around the honmaru! It’s ABSOLUTELY ADORABLE!! I was in absolutely tears at this scene! Ughhh someone give Suzuki babies!!! I was in a MESS of tears. And the very very very last line is him where he says ‘ Aruji.... the stuff I want to protect just keeps increasing’ arghhhh my heart!! *dead* IT’S SUCH A GOOD ENDING!!!

And that’s all! I hope you enjoyed this review and I hope you watch, buy and enjoy the movie!

As stated, I feel like a lot of my complaints come from my cinematic background so general people who just want a good movie are really going to enjoy this!! ^_^ Also if you ever see spelling mistakes, don’t ever hesitate to yell at me! xD

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Phinal Round, First Place Match: @reallydumbdannyphantomaus vs. @heyheyitsstillgay

The ring was repaved. Vic and Tali were back in their seats. Tucker had finally gotten some decent food.

Finally, finally, everything was ready for the final battle.

“Bug versus Anri, huh?” Tucker asked. “Is it too late to place bets?”

“Who would you bet for?” Danny asked in return.

“Probably Bug, honestly,” he said after taking a big bite from his burger. “They might be a pain, but they’re apparently pretty good. Not a ton of ghosts can get the whole duplication thing down.”

“I’d still vote for Anri,” Sam argued. “They’ve got more raw power. Plus it looks like they have more abilities than they let on.”

“Well, there’s only one way to find out who’s gonna win!” Tali said brightly as the two ghosts once again entered the ring.

“Our phinal match here, pholks! Winner gets all glory, honor, bragging rights, and a year’s supply of free Denny’s pancakes.”

“Really?” Danny perked up at that. The Denny’s might not have the greatest food, but their pancakes were pretty good. And a year’s supply of free ones? He might enter the tournament next time for that.

“Really! So let’s get this phight started! From the Observant’s Keep, a ghost who once tried to eat fake grass out of an escape room, we have Reallydumbdannyphantomaus!”

“That was one time!” They shouted up at Tali, who just laughed.

“And their opponent from Nightmare Valley, a ghost with memes so dank they can’t be seen by the mortal eye, Heyheyitsstillgay!”

They waved to the crowd with a staff made entirely out of Danno faces.

“PHIGHT!”

Bug extended their PowerPoint staff like a lightsaber, red glow and all. “Ready to finish this, binch?”

“I died ready.”

They two ghosts clashed over the freshly-paved center of the ring. The Danno staff squealed each time it made contact with Bug’s PowerSaber.

“Is that, like, gonna burn your face too?” Tucker asked Danny. “Like some kind of voodoo or something?”

“Shut up, Tucker,” Sam said offhand, her entire attention glued to the fight.

Anri brought her Danno staff down in a heavy overhand blow, putting more of their extra-dense weight into the attack. Bug blocked, using all four of their arms to hold up the PowerSaber.

“You… have strength, I’ll give you that,” Bug said through gritted teeth. They couldn’t have blocked that attack if they’d used any of their energy on making duplicates; this was going to be tough.

“I’ve got more than that. I’ve been around longer than you can imagine,” They said, their face inches from Bug’s. “My core is ancient and fueled by things you’ve only seen in your nightmares.”

“Your… core, huh?” Bug asked, getting an idea. Twisting and diverting Anri’s staff, they slipped one hand free to punch them in the gut. Anri grunted and gave Bug an opening to dart away.

“You’re not gonna break my core that easily,” Anri said, spinning her staff and coming back in swinging. Bug snapped theirs into two halves, blocking with one red-glowing half and striking Anri’s side with the other.

“I don’t plan on breaking it.” Bug smirked. Then they plunged one half of the PowerSaber into Anri’s unprotected stomach.

Anri stopped for a moment, stunned at the wound – but then, as Danny knew would happen, the dark energy began coalescing around it.

“What’s Bug thinking?” He asked. “They know Anri can’t be beat like that!”

“Why not?” Sam asked. That’s right, she and Tucker weren’t there for that match.

“They’ve got a special power. Instead of being fueled by ectoplasm, the inside of their form is – well, just watch.”

The memes began to trickle from Anri’s stomach as they pulled out the Power Saber.

“You’re in for it now.” They grinned ominously. But to their surprise, Bug grinned back and stabbed the half of the PowerSaber they had left into the ground. The projector screen unfurled from it, casting blinding light onto Anri.

“That’s not going to—”

But blinding wasn’t what Bug had in mind. The two halves of the saber created a link – one that siphoned the memes from Anri’s form and projected them onto the screen.

“What – no!” Anri shouted, feeling their form begin to droop as it lost its power. Bug folded two hands behind their back, using the other two to point to the presentation.

“And if you’ll look at this diagram, you’ll see the different types of memes that Anri contains broken down by type and percentage. I would draw your attention to this slice of the pie chart, which depicts the percentage of bad Danno edits. It’s unusually high in comparison to the other types of memes, though they are all equally impressive…”

“You can’t just – my memes – my PowerPoint slides – how can you take them from me!?”

Bug pointed to the half of the saber that Anri still held. “You did that to yourself, my good binch. You should’ve kept your hands to yourself.”

“NOOOOO!”

And with that last shout, Anri’s flesh prison deflated completely. We won’t describe what that looked like, because we’re sure it’s already frightening enough, and probably wasn’t suitable for children to watch. However, the Denny’s does not have insurance for psychic and/or emotional damage caused by exposure to any of the phights, so hopefully everyone could deal with it on their own, or had officially-licensed, non-Spectra therapists who could help them cope.

“Dude, are they gonna be okay?” Tucker asked.

“Oh, Anri?” Tali laughed. “Don’t worry, they do that about once a century. They’ll replace those memes with even worse ones and come back stronger than ever. Kind of like molting, or something. But in the meantime everyone can press F to pay respects.”

Danny looked down and saw a tiny button labeled F on the armrest of his chair. He pressed it.

Tali blew her kazoo to the tune of Never Gonna Give You Up. Every verse. All three minutes and fifty-six seconds of it. The crowd listened with their arms raised in a respectful dab. Danny figured he might as well dab too, and eventually even Sam caught on to the mood and obliged.

When the song was over, Tali finally said the fated words.

“Heyheyitsstillgay is unable to battle! Reallydumbdannyphantomaus wins!”

XXX

“Tucker! Sam! Wait!” A voice called as Danny was about to fly them out of the Denny’s.

“Oh great.” A resigned glare slid over Sam’s face as she turned to the ghost. Of course, it had to be Bug. The one ghost she’d wanted to see get their butt kicked, and it never even happened.

“What do you want?” Tucker grumbled. “Come to make fun of us again?”

“No, well, actually…” Bug ruffled their blue hair with one hand, two others fidgeting in front of them. “I came to make up. Here.”

With their last remaining hand, they held out three CDs, one for each of the friends. Sam took hers with a critical glare.

“Exactly what you think?” She read the title. Bug’s signature was scrawled below it.

“It’s the song I wrote for the phinal. As a friendship gift.”

“If I wanted some lame music, I would’ve gotten something signed by Ember.”

Danny elbowed her, and her she winced. Okay, maybe it wasn’t fair to hold a grudge for something Bug said one time. It wasn’t like they had to go out of the way to give them something.

“Sorry,” she muttered. “Thanks.”

“What song is it?” Tucker asked, a little more brightly. He’d never learned to hold a grudge like she did.

“You’ll see!” They grinned. “But if you want to know just how lame my music is before that, come watch the closing ceremonies of the Phight.”

“Closing ceremonies?” Danny asked.

“What, Tali didn’t tell you? She does forget a lot. Anyway, we’re holding it out in the ring in a few minutes, if you’ve got time! See ya!”

They flew back out of the Denny’s, leaving Danny, Tucker, and Sam confused. They shared a glance, but figured they already knew what they’d be doing.

“So… who’s up for one last blast in the ghost zone?”

XXX

A few minutes later, the stadium was packed again, this time with ghosts holding candles over their heads. As Danny didn’t have a candle himself, he settled for lighting the tip of his finger and swaying it in time with the music that Bug began to sing. Tali backed them up on kazoo, putting her soul into the tune’s melancholy air.

Oh Danno boy The phights, the phights are calling From den to den and through this portal side The show is on and all the blows are falling Tis you tis you must go and I must bide But bring ye back when Denny’s is reopened Or when the ring is hushed and in limbo It’s I’ll be here in sunshine or in shadow Oh Danno boy oh Danno boy I love you so.

Danny turned at the sound of sniffling.

“What?” Tucker asked, drying his eyes on his beret. “It’s a very emotional song!”

Sam sighed and patted his shoulder, to which he mumbled a thank you.

Then slowly and more orderly than they had after any of the phights, the ghosts began to filter away. Almost like they too were mourning the end of a tournament that they’d all enjoyed. As they left, Danny pondered the lyrics.

“Does this mean… the Denny’s is closing?”

��Only physically,” Tali said, suddenly appearing beside him. “But in our hearts, the Denny’s is forever.”

“I’m not sure if that was sappy or ominous,” Sam said.

“Both.” Tali smiled. “We’ll still be around, but we’ll be on the downlow until the next Phight.”

“When’s that?” Tucker asked.

“Next year, probably. It’s a lot of work to run a Phight Club on nothing but a few pancakes and the money we conned out of Vlad. But don’t worry, it’ll come sooner than you know it!”

And somehow, in spite of all the crazy things that had happened in the past month of watching the Phight, Danny looked forward to it.

#mod tali #writeup #results #round 6 #phinal round #it's here #it's done #thank you all for the support #you've been a great crowd

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hello! welcome back(?)! i was wondering if i could have a ship w ikon, bts, and khiphop? i’m korean, 5’6”, aquarius, have long black hair, and my hobbies are hip hop dancing and listening to music 24/7. i’m very ambitious when i’m interested in a topic, i can be a perfectionist, i’m stubborn, i care abt my appearance, avoid drama, and i listen more than i talk but also love to joke around and laugh a lot. also have rbf but i try to be the most genuine n kind person i can be. thank you so much!!!

Yes, yes, a welcome back is in place no worries~

EDIT: This seems to be extensive so I’ll pull a “keep reading” sorry ;’)

From BTS:

Okay so initially, I didn’t want to exactly match you up with HoSeok because he’s also an Aquarius, it seems like, but then you mentioned that you’re quiet so he instantly comes into the pool group of those who would be a good match with you~ You’d need someone who talks a lot, which sort of rules out YoonGi and JungKook and even JiMin. My gut feeling tells me to rule out NamJoon as well, so I’ll follow that and let’s pretend I have a good enough reason for this reasoning.

Jin, HoSeok and TaeHyung. Hobi of course would make sense, because your interests overlap, but I still think your personalities might clash, because as much as Hobi appears to be all sunshine and ponies and rainbows, he’s also quite stubborn and obviously a perfectionist. And honestly, I think Jin is the one. TaeHyung may be loud, but now that I’m thinking more about it, he doesn’t actually talk all that much, in comparison to Jin anyway. Jin is the one who would definitely make you laugh a lot, and who would talk in account to the both of you if you intended to listen to him. He also has good sense, so you wouldn’t be left behind, and you’d have a good going on and off with him. You could indulge him in your interests, and vice-versa.

From iKON:

In terms of personality clashes, HanBin is probably the first to go I’m sorry but if I’d match you with him domestic fights would be inevitable and we ain’t having a need of those so pass.

YunHyeong, ironically enough, is also an Aquarius, but as much as I have seen of him, it doesn’t seem like his personality would clash with yours. He seems to be considerate, and he talks a lot which would go well with your listening nature. He might be stubborn, of course, but I think he’d be nice sport for you.

So yes, I don’t want to drag this out so the final choice was between YunHyeong and ChanWoo. I would’ve also included JunHwe but that man has a league of his own and is hard to match with anybody really. ChanWoo, while seeming all innocent,is actually the opposite. However, he might be too stubborn for the match to work, so in the end I’ll say certainly that you and YunHyeong would be a match in my eyes.

From KHH:

Now this is a very wide field that you’ve left me to roam about. Therefore, I’ll be very generic in this one and not include all of KHH. Just those I can think of at this exact moment.

A.K.A Jay ParkSsam DPenomecoBlooDPR Live5 Will do because my brain is like going on a tangent please don’t hurt me xdQuick eliminations are as follows:Penomeco- seems like the type of guy that also doesn’t talk too much and instead of being a good sport with your stubborn side he’s let you go off. Not exactly the push-over type, but hey, I don’t know there’s not much material on my good mans.Live- he’s dorky and all but also seems to be more on a quiet side.Ssam- he’s too old for this shit, man, let him just groove along to the beat of his own song

This leaves me with Bloo and Jay. And really the choice here is pretty easy- I’ll have to let Jay go because yes, Jay like dancing, and music is his passion, obviously, but at the same time he’s a CEO which would instantly show off the fact that “HEY JAY’S A PERFECTIONIST” and then following that he is quite stubborn and sadly with Jay you wouldn’t really be able to avoid drama.

You might not have heard of Bloo prior, which is fair enough he debuted only in 2016, but music is everything to him and he values it as much as you do- just like any musician, really. This boy also talks a lot, but it’s the kind of conversation where not everything might necessarily make sense.So in that sense, you’d definitely have your own carry on going on. He’s an easy person to talk to, and joke around with. Avoiding drama should be a piece of cake, as well.

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the info no one wants to know // tagged

Tagged by @the-darklings - Thank you Kat!! <3

edit: @ilikecheesecakeforbreakfast - thank you also for tagging me!!

edit 2: @connorfixinghistie - ily Sylvia thank u <3

Rules: Tag 15 people you want to get to know better (Kat already tagged a whole bunch of people that I would’ve tagged, so I’ll just add a few because I don’t have 15 who haven’t been tagged yet :’D )

@finding-jericho @deviantsupporter @wecanbe-heroes @wiredhawkes @dbh-hoe @peachydroids + anyone else who sees this and wants to jump in - I’d love to hear more about some of my followers c:

Relationship Status: “siri, define ‘relationship’” pfffft I wish

Lipstick or Chapstick: chapstick - I’m not big on makeup in general, and lipstick is just really not my thing at all!

Three favourite foods: macaroni cheese, chocolate (listen, chocolate is the true way to my heart), pancakes (you can have them with almost a n y t h i n g and I have a strong weakness)

Song stuck in my head: tear in my heart by twenty one pilots, and sober up by AJR

Last Movie I watched: the incredibles, because I am forever going to be a sucker for (underrated) disney films

Top 3 TV shows: this changes on a regular basis, but at the moment once upon a time, nailed it, strictly come dancing (it’s not started back just yet but fight me I love it)

Book I am currently reading: ‘a clash of kings’ by george r. r. martin (although it’s been a hot minute since I’ve actually read any of it)

Last thing I googled: “game of thrones book 2″ (^ I mean it, it’s been a while and I have a goldfish memory whoops)

Time: 20:51

Dream Trip: san diego comic con, because I am the biggest geek at heart and want to do it at least once

Anything you want: I want everyone to have a nice day/night, and also for my brain to cooperate because I have angst to write >:D

#thanks for tagging me Kat <3 <3 #tagged #about me #not dbh

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atruththatyoudeny · 7 years

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Monthly Reads | August 2017

OMG! August was such a good month - I’ve read lots of amazing fics! Please make sure to also check out the fics under the cut! ❤ THANK YOU TO ALL WRITERS FOR YOUR HARD WORK AND FOR SHARING YOUR STORIES! ❤ Top 5 6 + 11 more under the cut:

Pray for some sweet simplicity

by delsicle | a/b/o | enemies to lovers | 237k Louis is the only omega to ever make it in the cut-throat world of competitive motorcycle racing—that is, he would be if anyone actually knew about his identity. Now, his sights are set towards competing in—and winning—the European Grand Prix, the biggest and most difficult race of the entire year, so he can disappear underground for good. He’s close enough, too, until an alpha sports journalist is assigned to follow Louis’s every move as he prepares for the event of his career. Or, an AU where motorcycle racing is the biggest sport in a heavily divided world, Louis is trying to take control of his own destiny, and Harry is in for more than he bargained for.

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Chasing Empty Spaces

by domesticharry | historical AU | 1930s | 79k The year is 1934 and Harry Styles was to inherent the largest tobacco firm in the south. His parents have picked out the “perfect” girl for him to marry and he has the privilege of receiving the highest education possible. The problem was, Harry hadn’t realized he didn’t actually want any part of that future until he met a mechanic named, Louis Tomlinson.

We’ll Be Seamless

by dinosaursmate for HL Fic Fest (2017) | Tumblr AU | pining | exhibitionism | voyeurism | 52k Green reblogged an old photo of himself. It was from back in October, a Halloween special. A pulse shot all the way through Louis because this photo was his absolute favourite, and it had taken the rest of the year for him to wean himself off of it. Green was on his knees, arms stretched out in front of him with his fingertips digging into the surface of his bed. He was wearing a pair of cat ears on his head, his curls falling forward. His back was arched, and in the foreground of the picture, Green’s bum was high in the air, a long, black cat tail sitting neatly between his cheeks. — Louis spends all his spare time scrolling arty nude blogs on Tumblr but amongst them all, Green is his favourite.

Given a Chance

by Fabby | Future Fic | canon compliant | slow burn | coming back together | anxiety attacks| 173k Five years after One Direction took their last tour, the last thing Louis Tomlinson ever expected to happen while on a tea run at the local Piggly Wiggly was to run into his ex-boyfriend and ex-bandmate Harry Styles. The odds of them ever running into each other again had to be super slim, right? Wrong. What happens when you mix ex-boyfriends with a large serving of Small Town America? Will Louis and Harry be able to set aside their differences, or will Louis be able to stay breezy as fuck in the wake of Harry’s arrival? (or, the one where Louis and Harry run into each other five years after One Direction ends and learn how to love each other again. Featuring: Reggie as the overweight labrador, Niall as Louis’ last grip on reality, and Nowheresville, North Carolina as the setting for Louis’ worst nightmare to come true.)

No sooner loved (series)

by benzos 1| As the winter to foul weather Trans character | mpreg | abortion | hurt/comfort | 45k AU. An unplanned pregnancy throws a spanner into Harry and Louis’ relationship. It wasn’t supposed to go like this. 2| You and you are sure together Trans character | eating disorder | hurt/comfort | 48k AU. The first day of fall term, Louis hits one of his residents in the face with a door. Later that day, said resident seeks refuge after a fight with his roommate. It becomes a thing. And then it becomes something else. 3| Baby, i’m speeding, and red lights are run pwp | 7k Louis really would’ve liked to just order the damn thing off the internet, but Harry insists that anything going inside your body ought to be thoroughly researched, which, apparently, mandates going to a sex shop. Knowing how ludicrously uncomfortable Louis is with the whole thing, Harry devises the ingenious solution of bringing Eleanor along and having her pose as Harry’s girlfriend who’s interested in trying out pegging, with Louis tagging along as a supportive best mate. It’s not Harry’s worst plan to date, but it’s somewhere in that range.

Under me, you

by hazzafrazza | friends to lovers | superheroes | 12 k You Won’t Believe Who Was Spotted Leaving Harry Styles’ Primrose Hill Pad! If Harry was being completely honest, it probably wasn’t the best idea to be a world-renowned popstar and an infamous vigilante. (Especially when all the comic books said never reveal your secret identity to keep your loved ones safe – which was all well and good, until Louis.) Or: Harry wants a lot of things – fame, glory, Louis – but that last one is particularly hard to get when everyone thinks you’re dating your secret superhero alter-ego and suddenly you’ve become your own worst cockblock.

Such Good Luck

by casuallyhl for HL Mpreg Fic Exchange | Historical AU | 1910s | mpreg | secret relationship | class difference | 66k Louis smiles at Harry’s words, leaning into his touch. “Tell me again.” Smiling, Harry takes Louis into his arms. Pressing gentle kisses to his face, Harry murmurs, “In six months’ time, I will have my twenty-fifth birthday. On that day, my portion of the inheritance will become legally mine. And I plan that very day to announce to my family that I have found love.” Harry chuckles as he runs his lips lightly along Louis’ cheekbone. “That, in fact, I found love when I was twenty-one years old, and that I have loved and been loved every day since.” Or, an Edwardian AU where Harry is a young aristocratic lord and Louis is a working class dairy farmer. Secrets are a necessary part of their relationship, but Louis has one that could topple their whole world.

What A Life I’d Have Missed

by harioandlouigi for HL Mpreg Fic Exchange | mpreg | established relationship | 27k It all started with a prank, tears, and guilt. Louis has been pranking Harry since the day they met. Now, seven years later, Harry has finally come up with the perfect plan to prank his husband back. He has a borrowed positive pregnancy test in front of him, he’s perfected his facial expression, and he’s dead sure Louis will fall for it. He doesn’t exactly get the panicked reaction he expected, though. As a matter of fact, nothing ever seems to turn out the way he expects it to, but that’s for the best, really. Or, the one where an insensitive joke soon becomes a very real, happy pregnancy.

Small Doses (Loving You It’s Explosive)

by Anonymous for HL Summer Exchange 2017 | personal trainer Harry | boxing | dom/sub undertones | 38k Louis Tomlinson finds himself at Vitality Fitness to try and turn his life around after having left his cheating boyfriend of four years. The gym’s owner, Liam, quickly becomes a good friend, but his right hand man is rude and dismissive from the get-go. Louis and Harry continue to clash all while Harry is trying to move his way up the ranks in Manchester’s amateur boxing circuit, but they can’t seem to stay away from each other.

Sound Like a Song

by allwaswell16 for HL Fic Fest (2017) | 14k In high school, Louis Tomlinson lit up Harry’s world like nobody else, even if Harry did most of his pining from the safety of his tightly knit circle of friends. Ten years later, Harry is ready to make some changes. He’s tired of having so many regrets and not taking charge of his life, and he still hasn’t forgotten how brightly Louis shines. He’s about to get a long awaited second chance. Or the one where Harry helps out at a farmer’s market and gives Louis free vegetables.

Take Me Back to Where We Started

by amory | exes to lovers | famous/non-famous | 27k Harry and Louis haven’t spoken since they broke up four years ago. As boarding school sweethearts they once spent every waking moment together, but now they can hardly stand to be in the same room. When their five year class reunion comes around, both boys decide against their better judgement to return and (hopefully) have a good time. The only problem is, they’re both still hopelessly in love. Starring Harry as the petty ex, Louis as the new James Bond, Niall as a boy genius and fake boyfriend extraordinaire, and Liam and Zayn as two friends just trying to make it out of this weekend alive.

Tightrope

by Anonymous for HL Mpreg Fic Exchange | mpreg | exes | friends to lovers | 33k Louis knows he and Harry are going to be together for the rest of their lives and one day they were going to get married and have three point five children, a dog, and two cats. But life hasn’t matched up perfectly yet and that time is not now. So they are both happy to be best friends and casually date other people until life decides they really should get their shit together. aka Louis gets pregnant from “one last time” sex and he and Harry somehow think they’ll be able co-parent without it being weird for anyone (most especially their new boyfriends).

Souls; Plural, Parallel

by Anonymous for HL Mpreg Fic Exchange | mpreg | soulmates | 19k Soulmates are rare, the sort of rare that means everyone has a story about a friend’s sister’s coworker or a brother’s roommate’s cousin. But the fact of the matter is that most people never meet theirs. It’s unfortunate then, that Louis finds out the hard way that he met his soulmate in a club, and the guy never texted him back.

Friend Request

by Anonymous for HL Summer Exchange 2017 | 11k This was written for Kassio as a pinch hit for the HL Summer Exchange, from the prompt: “ Louis is bored on Facebook and in the “People you may know” suggestions, he sees the name Harry Styles. The profile picture doesn’t show the person. He thinks it’s an old family friend who he misses – maybe a middle-aged or elderly former neighbor or babysitter who he was fond of as a child - and sends a friend request. Turns out it’s not old man Harry from their old neighborhood, it’s hot young Harry (who he’s never met before) who accepts his friend request…”

If the Surface Begs You Home

by Anonymous for HL Mpreg Fic Exchange | mpreg | mermaid!Harry | 17k Harry is a mermaid from the underwater kingdom of Mercadia who is a little too fascinated by life above the surface. He’s kicked out of his home after he winds up pregnant, and has to figure out how to make his way in the world. Louis is the darling of the small neighbouring seaside village who came home after university to take over their local library, and can’t seem to stay away from the mysterious pregnant mermaid his friends introduce him to.

Out of the blue corner

by fallingaway | boxing | slow burn 85k Louis is a boxer banned because of doping. Harry is a journalist following the story. * * * “It seemed like a normal morning, but he had a feeling it was the quiet before the storm. And by storm, he meant getting involved in Louis Tomlinson’s life.”

#pray for some sweet simplicity #chasing empty spaces #we'll be seamless #given a chance #no sooner loved #hl mpreg fic exchange #hl summer exchange 2017 #hl fic fest 2017 #fic rec #monthly reads #my fic rec #pairing: larry #completed fics #my reads

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osanajimi · 7 years

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My bias said since there’re only 2 years left until Arashi’s 20th, they have 2 years to test their limits and boundaries before being busy celebrating entering their 3rd decade, thus, that is what I choose to focus on in appreciating this album...

Green Light - Top batter. I wasn’t sucked into this immediately, but my impression of it has changed. The preview on the website which only featured the chorus made me think of their kouhais (HSJ, Kisumai), but the lower notes changed my mind. I find that I don’t dislike the tuning on the members’ voice, so that’s good. The transitions are niggling me though. Feels like it could have been done more smoothly. I find that the contrasts throw me off a little. Still one of my favourites from the album though.

Mikan - When I first heard it, I was blooming mad because of the mishmash of genres that didn’t feel like they mesh. But as I listened to it more, I became convinced that it is a daring attempt. It was what hinted me at what Arashi was trying to do with the album this round, before they dropped any other details about it. My condolences about the MV, but with Sho as bias, I don’t find myself complaining much when I’ve got that pair dance to flail over.

Sugar - Love the beat. I call these kinds of songs the ‘blast them out loud as you you go for a drive maybe at coastal roads ala what they do in MVs’ (or ‘Drive songs’ for short). Members singing in the back has got my attention rather than the member that’s doing the main, like when they’re going ‘sugaa~~rrr’ and ‘my loo~~vee’. Also, something about this reminds me of EXILE.

Ari no Mama de - Clap your hands to this, yeah~ Wave it side to side, yeah~ Channel your 1D fangirl heart, yeah~ (there, I’ve gone and said it). I want to be skipping around with my tween girlfriends while holding hands. Quite Western boyband-ish *cough* for our Japanese manband.

Fu’un - Kamen Rider or Super Sentai OSTs. Nothing really bad about it, but it’s never really been my kind of song.

Houyou - The first half felt a bit complicated. I couldn’t tell when the song was going to settle. And then I realized it wouldn’t. Then Sakurap actually caught me in this state which I’m thankful for. Bias he may be, it felt like a float to hold onto in the middle of a calm sea, but in the middle of the sea nonetheless. Edit: I found out the meaning. Suffice to say, no wonder I felt lost.. ahaha..

Pray - Shojo slice-of-life ending theme song. I’m seeing curious faces peeking out of umbrellas and up at the sky as the rain lets up but the air is still heavy with moisture (that’s probably just the ‘傘’ word getting in the way, though).

Hikari - Ninoooo~~~~~~ If I sounded this good opening a song, I’d call it out as my favorite, too. I can sort of see him as Disney princess singing to charm the tiny critters who’ll become his allies. Gospel-ish, just like they said in the jweb vid. Definitely a song that makes you stand up and sway left-right and clapping to beat. I like songs where there is obvious non-member backing, mostly because if it’s performed, then I like the backup singers in the con to have their time to shine. Or, they could have a choir, but they did that two years ago in Miyagi, so idk. The Sakurap isn’t my favourite kind, but appreciating the versatility. Would’ve liked to hear the 15-seconds after Ohno’s main following Sakurap as a cappella, but oh well.

Kanata e - I couldn’t make my mind up about the song until after the 1min mark. I’ll be honest and say only the chorus is sort of working for me. Sounds like uplifting anime OST. The rest... doesn’t really stick.

Song for you - This was great. This is great. Arashi did me in with this one. Ohno had gotten to me on Msute (I’m kinda weak for Ohno’s solo lines in group songs). But then they sang in unison the same lines/melody towards the end, and I can honestly say, the 5 of Arashi topped Ohno solo. That part was... beautiful. I don’t really have any other way to describe it. Whatever it was that Ohno found in Miles Away last year, they didn’t let it be a one-time thing and go to waste.

Kanpai Song - Either Kanjani or WEST. This was a Kansai song that thought it might want to do a little ‘上京’ing. From the title, I was expecting something like Energy Song. The theme was, the melody not so much. It’s not a song I would dislike, but clashes a bit with my image of current Arashi.

Unit Songs:

Curiosity Team - Bazuri Night: Initial D (?) Eurobeat stuff I should think. Fuzakeru song, as I thought it’ll be when I saw the unit (I might not show it, but I’m still a bit sore about Yama). I had this teeny hope for a slow song when the Machi ga Irodzuku koro video was going around, but Aiba on Rekomen explained that it wasn’t so. So the song is basically the old men having their night out unsupervised. I don’t mind doing some ParaPara to this.

Riida and his babies - Yoru no Kage: They sound like a a KPop group trying to promote themselves in Japan (in the sense that the group puts more effort since they’re trying to enter a foreign market). That, or Miura Daichi. I was pretty sure we’re going to get something classy from this unit though, so in that aspect I wasn’t disappointed. Nice high notes. Jun did great matching the other two, always have been a bit of his specialty, I should think. Looking forward to the performance.

Soubusen Nakama - UB: Unit bath. Of course. What were we thinking of getting when it’s these two. A straight ballad? Pfft. But the harmonizing is sweet. If I didn’t know better, I think I’m hearing open fields and clear endless blue skies with whispy clouds. There’s something Western (American outback? not country though) about it. It’s kinda cute if you don’t think about the meaning too much.

Sakumoto - Comeback: So, this is something like if MC Sakurai and DJ Matsumoto from Arafes ‘13 got together for real and decided to do something from 2 decades ago. I have no objections to this (kidding, I LOVE it). It is ‘Get Arrested Pt. II’ after all. The countdowns in the song works so much for me. Gets you all riled up and excited for them. I can already hear the dead whale noises I’ll be making as watching the DVD next year induces a cardiac arrest in me. Edit: I just remembered the Yakai episode where they have an ICU girl describe Sho as having ‘good vibes’. It’d tickle me if that’s where the phrase in the lyrics come from.

If I’m to rank the unit songs:

Yoru no Kage

Comeback

Bazuri Night

Why do I feel that this album is pretty polarizing? I’ve seen some people who aren’t into it (Japanese fans, though). I’m supposing it’s all the new sounds we’re hearing? However, despite that, I’ll repeat what I said in a post the other day, I hope they can continue doing something different without fear of backlash from fans. Personally, I’m really happy with it.

Edit: After getting a proper looks, I’m wondering how much the members were involved with the lyrics. Song For You, for example, would be really weird if it was written without the members having any say at all. I mean, it’s beautiful, it’s a story of the group’s journey, but if a complete stranger wrote it then... you know. Kinda weird. Idk.

P.S.: There’s always this one song in each con that makes me wish I was there whenever I watch the con DVD, eg, Hope in the Darkness for Digitalian, Ohno’s Akatsuki in Japonism, and Nino’s Mata Kyou in AYH. But Song For You makes me wish I could have attended the con just from the sound of it. Here’s to them giving the song the justice it deserves.

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