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kazoologist · 1 month

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15 Qs for 15 friends!

I got double tagged by @sebsrainbowbicycle and @mossistyping (howdy!)

Are you named after anyone? Yes, actually! I can't say which famous old movie star I got named after without exposing my birth name which is hella fem, so if u wanna like ask for deets, u can! but we stan classic movies in my family's house and I am named after a pretty famous actress from the classic movie era, which is...cooler now that I've made peace with it, but still deeply funny for the success i was set up for from my fam.

When was the last you cried? Probably a few months ago when I was really stressed about being sick and a bunch of other stuff going on.

you have kids? No!

What sports do you play/have you played? Played volleyball as a little kid (terrible at it), but I did shoot archery competitively from about the time I was...like. 11 or 12?? to about the time I was 15.

Do you use sarcasm? Yes, debatable on how good.

What is the first thing you notice about people? Height/Hair/Voice.

What is your eye color? Green

Scary movies or happy endings? As much as I love my happy endings... Scary movies my beloved.

Any talents? ... I mean I was a pretty solid shot when I did archery? I did pretty good at a lot of contests. I'm a pretty good photographer, I think. Also a good researcher and pretty solid writer. I can hold my breath for about two minutes when I'm in the habit of swimming I guess. Otherwise, I'd just say im pretty good at handicrafts like embroidery and crochet.

Where were you born? The wonderful state of Missouri in the US! We are the Cave State!

What are your hobbies? embroidery/cross stitch, crochet and knitting, reading when I can, I used to be a theatre lighting tech and I miss that so badly but it's not really a hobby since its been so long. Playing card games and hanging out with friends, and going on walks and swimming (i miss swimming SO MUCH). technically also dnd and other ttrpgs but i havent played in like eight zillion years (i miss being a dm SO BAD)

Do you have any pets? My family has a cat named Poppy who is about fifteen years old and a nightmare and I love her a lot.

How tall are you? 5'1, and i think im somewhere in the 155cm range

Favorite subject at school? English/History/Art

Dream job? Research librarian

okay tagging with no pressure and also much like the people who tagged me, minimal confidence in my ability to count to 15.

@atinystraykid @the-wonderful-jinx @nautical-nasa @bobaheadshark @honeyboyfelix @duelbraids @grimreaperchic @valleyforgewriters @sporest @two-tyred-problems @truehauntings @callmeclementinee @skull-in-a-jar @planet-useless @cottagehowell

#tag games #tag game #jesus i think i just tagged like almost every mutual whos still active that i have like ever interacted with #kazoo lore #kazoo noises #this was so fun to answer and legitimately if weve like. ever interacted and ur nosy feel free to ask me about the first question. i just #prefer to be called by nicknames online bc im trying to cultivate that more like. tomboyish air i guess #honestly u can still ask even if we havent talked ill be real #yes i find the movie star i got named after THAT funny. trust me u would too if u knew the lore.

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shmuzzieheart · 9 months

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I came up with Mariposa weeks ago and decided to give her some siblings :]

#qsmp #qsmp oc #qsmp egg oc #shmuzzart #oc: mariposa #oc: chip #oc: kazoo #oc: ribbit #oc: cheetorito #oc: poppy #yes they all have personalities yes I would love to talk about them

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space-kitten-606 · 2 years

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Cinnamon, periwinkle, mauve, blush (and by "a little" I mean A LOT ✨), fuchsia, lavender, umber, razzmatazz, saffron, timberwolf, fallow, virdian, burgundy

maybe crimson too but only if you're up for it and not to mention I tend to take forever in finishing drawings amxndn

Cinnamon: You're a really cool person and I admire you from afar

Periwinkle: You make me laugh

Mauve: You are really talented

Blush: Seeing you on my dash makes my day a little A LOT better

Fuchsia: Your blog content is gold

Lavender: You inspire me

Umber: I want to know about you

Razzmatazz: I would share my favourite food with you

Saffron: I love your ideas

Timberwolf: I trust you

Fallow: I want to run through the northern wilderness barefoot with you

Viridian: I wanna hang out on your blog

Burgundy: I get excited when I see posts from you

CRIMSON: WE SHOULD COLLABORATE ON SOMETHING

So that was a LOT lol not that I am complaining like wow 🥺

Yeah anyway you're such a sweetheart omg!!! Also I always wanted to do a collab with someone, but I never really have (outside of the zine I was in and the mysme big bang.....good times. If anyone is doing a zine and you need some Saeyoung stuff I'm literally begging you to hit me up pls I'm groveling on my knees! Like fluff, ANGST!!!, or just some fucking crack?? I'm your woman pls let me be incoherent about my husband) so I dunno how very much but I'd love to try!!! Just hope my ADHD will cooperate so I don't frustrate you too much, but we can definitely see what we can come up with ~

Sending lots of tight hugs and forehead kisses your way 💕✨️

#kitten talks #cass-who the kazoo #haha yes thats your tag now I'm still thinking about that #ask meme #still a bit sad I was rejected from the double agent zine at the time lol #tho it was probably for the better because I have no idea if I couldve delivered but y'know #also can we have physical copies of zines again? pls?? pls???????#shut up this is my post I'll edit it as much and as many times as I want

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fagexe · 2 years

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I think skunk is a cutie, I would definitely be friends with him, and for sure wouldn't flirt with him (◕ᴗ◕✿)

#that's how I know my brain has rotted from being in the folk punk / diy scene for too long.#I'm just so hungry for a house show I haven't been to one since 2019 ;'(#yes I know he's supposed to be a satirical exaggerated caricature #but as far as i'm concerned all the good qualities are the ones being exaggerated #he seems like he'd be a good pal #he plays pan flute and kazoo #this isn't your cream cheese I found in the backyard is it?#I recognize that most people who follow me are going to have no idea what I'm talking about #that's probably for the best #you must felix your heart

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crabsdaily · 5 months

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i have no musical ability and absolutely no desire for real world fame but i think i would like to be in a band

just seems like a nice time

making noise with the lads

#anyone wanna start a band with me #im unironically very good at kazoo #yes i had this thought after watching bears in trees’ new yt video #where callum made a grilled cheese while singing stick season #just seems like a silly time #the band doesnt have to be good #its probably more fun if its bad #music #bears in trees #BiT #silly #sillyposting #crabs saying shit

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sol-dream-sentinel · 1 year

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King Penguin Vocalizations -- Listen to the magical sounds of King Penguins

I- I don’t need an excuse to share this. It’s self explanatory.

#And yes. No one asked but I did go to work in a penguin onesie yesterday.#People got it for me a few yrs back randomly because it seemed like something I'd wear.... Well... - absolutely!#Also have a racoon one. Cause ya'know it's just appropriate for a janitor working in the middle of the night.#kazoos in the wild #penguins international #king penguins #birb borb #youtube #penguin army #listen to my people

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poopyboiman · 9 months

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HSHDHSIEH i used to experience rlly scary auditory hallucinations (and less bad visual ones) for like, 3 years (HELLA stressful time in my life caused it i think???) And one of my guilty pleasures was telling ppl about them and watching them get freaked out.

Course i hated when i was trying to confide in someone and they acted like i was koo-koo-kazoo, ya know? But yes anyway Medic is based for fucking with scout. Just looks at him, wide eyes, and says "the voices of the damned have infested mein brain, herr scout"

I really didn't expect so many people to have suffered from hallucinations, it does make me feel a lot less alone :)

thank you for sharing your experience (and also to everyone else who also did) and yes he 100% totally would do this

#tf2 #tf2 medic #team fortress 2 #tf2 headcanons #ask #tf2 scout #scout tf2 #medic tf2 #my art #:)

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not-the-coffee-machine4 · 8 days

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The musical whiplash of A Night at the Opera should be studied. In order, that album goes:

diss track hate letter

guy who just sang said diss track hate letter is now just a little guy, going about life having a good time la dee da… 🤗

A G G R E S S I V E F E E L I N G S F O R O N E’ S V E H I C L E

I love my wife 🥰

Sci-fi mini story that will hit you harder than most novels

You Call Me Sweet Like I’m Some Kind of Cheese 😃

Once again, a lil’ guy having a great time. This time in French (fake kazoo noises)

A song that will alter your soul and brain chemsitry

Beautiful love song

Ukulele 😃😃😃

Song that will alter your soul and brain chemistry

British national anthem because yes we do have the audacity

#And we all ATE. IT. UP.#Forever my favorite album #Goes crazy #queen #queen band #roger taylor #roger meddows taylor #brian may #freddie mercury #john deacon #sir brian may #a night at the opera

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lady-ashfade · 1 year

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Hello Darling, I was wondering if I could get Kaz thing were him and reader have know each other for ages and like with Jordie and she is the old person Kaz is kinds ok with touching, so one day when a heist goes wrong and Y/N gets hurt and Kaz is like freaking out thinking she's going to die and stuff and its like super fluffy and and like Y/N heals and Kazoo like doesn't leave her side

If you could do this it would be amazing

I’m right here.

Kaz Brekker x Fem!Reader

Hope I did this okay! Thanks for the request 🌸

Notes: This is short and fluffy. I also can’t do good aid or this type of thing so I hope it’s okay!

Warning: Pain to comfort, a little angst, blood, crying in pain, bad writing for sure, spelling mistakes probably.

The group rushed through the door almost breaking it off the hinges. “Get her upstairs.” Kaz shouted as Matthias held you in his arms, Nina by his side focusing on your heartbeat. Inej went to the kitchen where you kept your towels and collected everything.

You blood stained Matthias shirt and your eyes flutter, a groan or a whimper leaving your lips a few times. As soon as they got to the top floor of your home they rushed to the bedroom. “On the bed.” Nina fixed the pillows and the sheets, then patted the mattress. Matthias nodded his head and put you down carefully and tried not to give your extra pain.

Wylan almost sobbed at the sight of your arm falling and going limp. You knew who he was, who was his father and you never shamed him for it. He loved you and cared deeply, you were his best friend. Wylan turned away and into Jesper arms, who took him into his arms quickly. “Is she going to be okay?” He asked and kaz shot him a glare that he couldn’t see.

“Yes, now everyone out except Inej.” Nina’s hand tugged at your bloody shirt and they all went out quickly. Kaz stood still and looked at you, “Kaz, she’ll be fine.” Inej rushed passed passed him with her arms full and went by Nini. “I’m staying.” They didn’t have time to fight with him, but they knew even if they did he would stay.

They had no choice but pull your shirt off and leaving you in the thin layer on your chest. Kaz hated seeing your face curl into pain as they cleaned the wound. “Jordie” he remembered the small boy with a body underneath him, shaking it as he cried for his brother. He got light headed and sat down in the chair. Was he going to lose you too? Shaking his head at the thought because he wouldn’t allow that.

A scream cut him out of his thoughts, you opening your eyes as the needle pressed into your skin. “Stop! Please.” You cried at the pain in your side. Nina apologized as she teared up and Inej looked up at you guilty. “Kaz!” You looked up at him and he felt his entire body move on its own and he was by your side within seconds. “Make it stop!” You cried.

He took your hand in his and gave it a small squeeze, “You can handle it.” He stated and you shook your head. A whimper came out as the needle went back, “Can’t.” He leaned closer and rubbed circles on your hand. “You can, I’m right here.” You looked back at him and the pain became too much for you to handle, along with the blood that you lost, or the shock you felt.

Kaz watched your eyes fell closed and your hand losing its grip. He panicked and looked back at your chest and saw it go up and down. “I’m right here.” He whispered. Kaz held your hand the whole time and stayed by your side, even when it was all done. He refused to leave your side, if something happened while he was away he couldn’t live with himself.

Everyone came and stayed for a while, he was there. When everyone left to sleep he stayed there, Nina and Matthias stayed in the other room. Days passed and he was still in the room by your side. He hated the feelings of lose as if the old friend visited him again to take someone else. You couldn’t leave him, he needed you in his life. The light of his life and the feeling of comfort he so rarely felt was only with you.

Kaz sat in the chair beside your bed and his head leaned on the wall behind him with his eyes closed. You stirred yourself awake and took a moment to remember everything. You look around the familiar room and then down at the pain in your side. A bandage wrapped around your side and only in a bra. “Damn.” You cursed and put your head back.

A small snore caught you by surprise and you looked to the side and saw Kaz asleep. He looked calmer then normal but he still had a snarl on his face, it made you laugh a bit. As much as you could without hurting your side. “Kazzel.” You poked his leg. It took a moment and then shot up and it startled you a bit. He looked panicked and then looked down at you, he looked terrified.

“I’m okay.” You whispered with smiled. Kaz blinked as he saw you up and talking. “Y/n.” He pushed up and moved closer to and leaned down the bed. “Kaz, how long have you been here?” He swallowed. “As long as you have been out, you scared the others.” His hand came up to your cheek and softly moved his fingers on the skin.

“I’m not going that easy.” Smirked up at him. He looked at you and his eyes softened. Leaning himself down he pressed his lips against yours and kissed you softly. He was so afraid he would never get to do that again, or to have you in his arms or seen you smile. You took your hand and put it on his chest to remind him that you were still here.

“Good, because I don’t plan on losing you. You’ll stay with me, even if I have to bring you back to life myself.” He whispered against your lips and put his forehead on yours. And he was true, if he had to drag you out of deaths claws he would do it. He’d fight the saints himself to have you stay with him.

“You’re stuck with me, Kaz Brekker.” You teased and connected your lips with his again.

#kaz brekker #kaz brekker x reader #kaz brekker x y/n #kaz brekker x fem!reader #Jesper fahey #wylan van eck #inej ghana #Nina zenik #matthais helvar #six of crows #six of crows x reader #shadow and bone #shadow and bone x reader #kaz brekker angst #kaz brekker fluff

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prettyprettypaci2 · 6 months

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Therapy - Part 3

💕 Part 1 💕 Part 2 💕

"So...are you going to introduce me to your little friend?"

You take a deep breath through your nose and let it out through your mouth, unintentionally slobbering drool around the shield of your giant pink pacifier. It had been a while since your last all-day therapy session, and you realize you had actually been looking forward to it. Sure, you hate reliving the humiliation your step-mom and step-sisters put you through, but Miss Heather is the only person in the world you can talk to about it without fear of being punished.

Today had been an emotional rollercoaster already. You look down at the outfit your step-mom dressed you in and remember how relieved you were when you saw it. A deep magenta shirt with long sleeves and bright denim shortalls keep you more covered up than you're used to. The fat disposable diaper taped to your hips bulges comically in the seat, but at least it isn't on open display like when you wear a short dress. The simple ponytail tied off with a powder-blue scrunchie is a bit childish, but far less embarrassing than the ribbons and curls your step-sisters normally inflict on your hair. You're barely aware that you've been alternating feet as you sit, balancing on each heel of your pink strappy sandals before gently bringing your toe to the floor.

But then you recall how your face collapsed when your step-mom presented the "little friend" you'd be bringing to therapy. You glance over at him: a crumpled heap on the floor where you had thrown him when you waddled into Miss Heather's office. His glassy black eyes, bigger than golf balls, seem to stare into your soul. His perpetual smile is eerily empty.

"Iz jus uh tuddy bwar," you reply stupidly, muffled by the fat nipple of the pacifier. The color drains out of your face like water through a sieve. How in the world did you forget you had the pacifier in your mouth? Its massive rubber nipple used to be a tool to ensure you stayed quiet during periods of reflection. Miss Heather now makes you suckle it just about any time you aren't speaking. The bobbing rhythm "calibrates your internal clock," she says, and keeps your brain from processing feelings too quickly. Still, it scares you how normal it's come to feel in your mouth.

You scan Miss Heather's face for the expected giggle or teasing smile at your ridiculous babbling. But she simply nods with understanding and repeats your words, as if interpreting a troublesome accent. "It's just a teddy bear?"

You push the pacifier out of your mouth with the flat of your tongue, catching it clumsily in your palm. You have to replace it so often that it isn't worth setting down, so you just let it dangle from your fingers by the pink plastic ring whenever it's time to talk.

"Yes," you reply tersely, embarrassed and defensive. "My step-mom forced me to bring it."

"What's his name?" Miss Heather asks with a little too much enthusiasm. It's as if she's asking you about a secret crush.

"It doesn't have one," you lie. In fact, it was Lauren who had christened the teddy as she buckled you into the back seat of the van this morning.

"Oh? You ought to come up with a name then! I'm sure your step-mom would approve. I'll be sure to mention it to her --"

"It's MR. KAZOO, okay?" You half-yell, burying your face in your hands. The nipple of the pink pacifier squishes against your cheek. "It's a dumb stuffed bear I have to drag around everywhere, because my family wants me to be humiliated and I stopped complaining about my diapers!" You spread your baby-pink nails to glare at Miss Heather from behind your hands. "Because of you."

Miss Heather is normally immune to your outbursts, never reacting emotionally. But for the first time you can remember, she looks a bit hurt.

"You think because I helped you feel a little better about your diapers, things got worse for you?"

You drop your hands and stare at the blank TV screen on the wall. In the moment of silence, you realize you've already stuffed the pacifier back into your mouth. Even when you get angry at Miss Heather -- even when your instinct is to rebel and deprive her of a victory -- she seems to have you wrapped around her little finger. You suckle furiously.

"I'm sorry you feel that way," Miss Heather goes on, setting her pad down and pulling a knee up onto her chair. "I've been so proud of you, you know. These last few weeks, you've talked about your diapers less and less. You don't try so hard to hide them when you're wearing dresses. I know you still wish you didn't have to wear them, but the acceptance of your situation is a real sign of maturity."

You blush.

"And for that, I owe you a bit of honesty," she continues. "The teddy bear was my idea."

Your head swivels back to Miss Heather in a snap. "Yo adee?!" You babble through the pacifier, again forgetting its weight on your tongue. You turn your head and spit it onto the couch, your ponytail whipping wildly. "YOUR idea? Why would you do that?! Are you trying to ruin my life too?!"

"Please calm down," Miss Heather says, politely but firmly. "You're building up a lot of energy. Get up and walk around for a few minutes, I want to explain but I need you to be calm."

You clack the heels of your pink strappy sandals against the hardwood and rise to your feet. Normally you hate the clip-clop of your ridiculous shoes on this floor, but there's an aggression to it that suddenly feels good. You stomp around the back of the couch you were sitting on, clack over to the door, then clunk across the room to the TV. In a moment of emotion, you walk over to the teddy bear and bury your heel into its stupid head. Mr. Kazoo stares up at you blankly, smiling and unharmed. You feel unsatisfied.

Finally, you clack back over to the couch and collapse onto the seat, still breathing heavily. Miss Heather looks at you with concern before bunching her fingers together and tapping her lips twice in succession. You grumpily pick up the pacifier and let it fill up your mouth again.

"Thank you for using your energy in a healthy way," Miss Heather says sincerely. "Believe it or not, you actually showed me one of the reasons I thought a teddy could help you. While I don't think kicking is a solution to any problem, you got to interact with Mr. Kazoo in a way you never get to interact with the people in your life. You don't talk to your friends anymore because you're too embarrassed about your diapers and outfits. You don't talk to your step-mom because you resent her for the rules she makes. You don't talk to your step-sisters because they tease you, and you only get to talk to me a few times a month."

You suckle cautiously.

"One of the reasons you get so angry is because all these negative feelings just swirl around inside you with nowhere to run. The bad experiences replay in your brain over and over, filling in details, reinforcing each other destructively. Mr. Kazoo is here to take in all those dark thoughts for you. He'll listen to every word, day or night. He'll hold you for comfort, he'll soak up your tears, and yes," she smiles. "He can take a kick or two."

There's a pause, and you're not sure if Miss Heather is expecting you to talk. The sloppy sound of your suckling fills the room. You eye the teddy bear suspiciously, still unsure if this is some trick to get you to degrade yourself further. Several minutes pass.

"Or," Miss Heather adds, finally breaking the silence. "If you like sucking on your pacifier this much, I'll let you do that for the rest of today's session instead."

You groan inwardly. Even with all the "practice" you've been getting, you couldn't stand suckling a pacifier in silence for the next several hours. You wrap a finger around the pink plastic ring and extract it in defeat.

"What am I supposed to say to it?"

"You should call him by his name," Miss Heather corrects you gently. "For this type of therapy, it's important that you think of him as a friend and not just an object. Why don't you join him on the floor?"

Feeling utterly ridiculous but knowing better than to argue, you slide your diapered butt off the couch and waddle awkwardly over to where Mr. Kazoo is lounging on the floor. With Miss Heather's encouragement, you lie down across his tummy and look at his vacant, grinning face.

"Uh...hi." You say sheepishly, already feeling like the world's biggest fool. The bear, as expected, does not react.

"Why don't you tell him about the time Olivia locked you out of the house in just your diaper?" Miss Heather suggests.

"But -- "

"And make sure you call him by his name."

And so the hours pass with you talking more than you can ever remember talking. The stories of your step-sisters' cruelty and your step-mom's punishments grow in length and intensity. On and on, you yap and yammer to this giant stuffed bear. And with each new topic, at Miss Heather's urging, you address your new best friend by his proper name.

"Mr. Kazoo, I feel so gross when Lauren pins me down and makes me smell my messy diapers."

"Mr. Kazoo, I really hate wearing frilly dresses and dorky pigtails."

"Mr. Kazoo, Olivia always grabs my nose and forces me to drink sooooo much water."

"Mr. Kazoo, I hate that I cry so much when my step-mom spanks my bottom."

You vaguely hear Miss Heather mention stepping out for her afternoon break, but still you continue to chat with Mr. Kazoo. You actually feel a bit more freedom now, knowing you're alone with him.

"Mr. Kazoo, I don't like that I'm getting so used to sucking pacifiers."

"Mr. Kazoo, sometimes I realize my diaper is wet but I don't remember when I peed."

"Mr. Kazoo, can I tell you a secret? I'm about to pee in my diaper right now. Please never ever tell..."

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💕 Part 4 💕

#ab dl diaper #ab dl lifestyle #ab dl mommy #diaper sissy #diaper bulge #diaper training #diaper pee

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kazoologist · 2 days

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Hair bleach!!!!! 😈😈😈

#Will I be going to work tomorrow with the suicide blonde situation? Yes #Will I have fun? Also yes #kazoo noises #It’s gonna be green again soon! Hurrah!#Sorry Mr albon. I simply do not have the sad villain/antihero era swag to carry the suicide blonde look #For more than like forty eight hours max. Maybe seventy two but that’s pushing it #We are greening this bitch asap

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solunstell · 22 days

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Hc: Chuuya. 16 or 17. He always is either too jumpy/on his nerves end or can't control how hard he punches or smthng. Mori gets tired of having to allow absences due to injuries chuuyas accidentally given coworkers. Hirotsu gives him a drum. Chuuya has fun with it until he accidentally breaks it a week in. Next day, he finds a new one in his office (kouyou claims it was NOT HER). Chuuya becomes pretty good at drumming and reads a bunch of books and stuff to learn more.

ANYWAY drummer chuuya in canon universe is what I am suggesting

And yes, Dazai sneaks up behind him to slap the drum hard to scare chuuya. Chuuya, in turn, starts waking dazai up every morning by going to his window and playing loudly. Dazai retaliates by loudly playing a kazoo or harmonica at his door in the middle of the night.

The first time chuuya breaks his drum in years, everyone is surprised, and it looks as though chuuya punched through it. Chuuya explains its because dazai's hard headed. Insert looney tunes style breaking drum over head flashback

#skk #soukoku #bsd #bungo stray dogs #bungou stray dogs #nakahara chuya #chuya nakahara #chuuya nakahara #chūya nakahara #nakahara chuuya #nakahara chūya #dazai osamu #osamu dazai #kouyou ozaki #ozaki kouyou #bsd hirotsu #mori ougai #ougai mori

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keldabekush · 2 months

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do u have any specifics in mind for how boba 1) met the meat droids and 2) how he ended up on the cover of their second album? also, just realized that certified meat droids fan din djarin could totally recognize boba at some point as “that one guy on that one meat droids album cover.” just imagining him as the math equation woman, seeing boba’s face at just the right angle and moment to make that connection, after having already known him for a little while lol

HAHA yes this is actually part of the meat droids lore - they meet Boba when he's skulking around on Coruscant and he essentially blackmails them into running errands for his little baby syndicate. They are going along with this partly because of the blackmail but also partly because they're sooo sure they can convince Boba to just come with them and learn to play the space kazoo or something if they just spend a little more tiiiime together - Boba exploits this thoroughly. They take the picture of him sitting on some steps looking extremely grumpy and use it as an album cover a few years later - this is the album that Din manages to get a hardcopy of at a flea market years in the future, and listens to over and over again until the data chip gets corrupted. It wasn't a super popular album because it was before they managed to make it big thanks to their Nuclear Crotch Floss collabs, and it was more industrial noise than the synth metal / electric psychedelic stuff they got popular for. I have an unfiinished comic WIP from a couple of years ago about Din finally realising why Boba looks so familiar to him, and Boba bracing himself for the "my dad had an army of clones" conversation, and then Din hitting him with "you're the angry kid on the cover of that meat droids album" and he unlocks five new stages of grief lmao.

#the meat droids #ask #answer #boba fett #din djarin

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kazumist · 7 months

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EPISODE 5 ♡ EMERGENCY CONTACT

HOW YOU GET THE GIRL — A SCARAMOUCHE SMAU

masterlist / prev ep / next ep / timestamp doesn't matter

kunikuzushi got up from his seat immediately. luckily, the professor for this class hasn't arrived so attendance isn't noted yet. leaning towards the guy next to him, venti, kunikuzushi asked him a favor. "can you tell our prof that i suddenly got diarrhea? i need to run an errand real quick."

venti, although confused as to the sudden favor, still agreed, and kunikuzushi swiftly made his way to the clinic. it didn't matter to him if he accidentally bumped into others; what matters for him is getting you as fast as possible.

as soon as he arrived, he knocked first before going in. "good afternoon, where are they?" he asks the clinic nurse, trying to catch his breath. she then led kunikuzushi to the bed you were resting in and informed him that you fainted due to a lack of sleep and meals.

"(name), get up," he says in a soft voice—a voice that he only used for you.

"nini?" you replied, your eyes still half-closed and your body slightly turned in his direction.

it was a pang to his chest, but he paid it no mind because he had to get you home. "let's go home, hm? you're burning up here," he says, gently pressing his palm against your forehead and smoothly sweeping some strands of hair out of your face.

"i can't walk; my whole body hurts." you covered your head with the pillow you were lying on. kunikuzushi softly sighs at you. you never really changed after everything, huh?

"come on, i'll give you a piggyback ride, just like the old times."

with you on his back, kunikuzushi made his way to the parking lot, where his car was. but as he was carrying you there, he heard you slightly mumble something.

"nini? don't leave me."

he sighs again and whispers. "you were the one who left me, dummy."

it's been a few minutes since he started the drive to your place. you peacefully slept on the passenger seat when you suddenly got woken up by a bumpy road.

"kuni?" you say, rubbing your eyes a bit.

"hmm? oh, you're awake." kunikuzushi glances at you for a quick moment before he focuses back on the road. "before you ask, i'm taking you home because you got sick."

oh. there was a slight disappointment when you heard him. "can we go to your place instead? your bed is... softer."

kunikuzushi knows he can't say no to you—maybe that's why he couldn't bring himself to disagree with you when you wanted to break up back then.

"fine," he sighs.

"don't you have class today?" you asked him.

"that doesn't matter anymore."

"huh? yes, it does. we're literally exes, so why are you like this?"

"it doesn't matter if you've broken up with me; that doesn't change the fact that i still care for you." tension filled the air as he said those words.

just because we're exes doesn't mean i don't give a fuck about you.

"thank you." you breathed out.

"you should continue resting. we're still gonna drop by a pharmacy." kunikuzushi continues on driving. "i'll argue with you again when you're feeling better," he chuckled.

before you could even realize it, you eventually fell asleep again.

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