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the-himawari · 3 years

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A3! Mizuno Kaya - Translation [SSR] The Company President of April 1st (3/3)

*Please read disclaimer on blog; default name set as Izumi

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Sakuya: It’s the General Affairs department! Please excuse us!

Izumi: !

Tsuzuru: Got the stepladder… Here. Go ahead, Sakuya.

Sakuya: Yes!

Izumi: (Woah, he climbed right up the stepladder and he’s replacing the fluorescent bulb that went out…!)

Sakuya: Change complete!

Tsumugi: Thank you.

Azuma: Fufu, as usual, I feel healed by Saku’s cute, smiling face. It’s so relaxing when the General Affairs department comes by.

Tsumugi: I know what you mean. They’re refreshing and pleasant, just like a spring breeze, right?

Itaru: Here’s the list of today’s visitors.

Chikage: I’ve also inputted the data, so please check it over.

Citron: I’ve sorted all sorts of documents and organized them all beautifully!

Tsuzuru: I ordered the additional equipment as well.

Sakuya: And I tidied up the file room.

Homare: Ahh, you have my gratitude.

Guy: Thanks to the capable General Affairs department, the Secretarial department also has an easier time with our work and it’s a great help.

Izumi: (That's what you expect from professionals who improve the work efficiency of the employees.)

Chikage: By the way, is Mr. Sleepy-head here actually helpful to the Secretarial department?

Izumi: (Mr. Sleepy-head?)

Hisoka: I’m working properly even if you don’t tell me to.

Chikage: You haven’t been dozing off, have you?

Homare: Hisoka-kun works properly as long as you give him marshmallows.

Chikage: What about the trouble you’re causing your coworkers?

Hisoka: It's none of your business, Chikage.

Tsumugi: Hisoka-kun and Chikage-san from General Affairs are from the same hometown.

Izumi: I see, that’s how it is.

Tasuku: Hasn't this guy been playing games during work again?

Itaru: Haven't you been doing muscle training during work again?

Izumi: Umm…

Guy: The Secretarial and General Affairs departments also have modest conflicts in some cases.

Citron: Now, now, don’t fight, everyone! We’ll calm everyone with one of our General Affair’s specialty Manzai acts! Let’s do this, Tsuzuru!

Tsuzuru: Hold on, Citron-san! …Good grief.

Citron: Hello~, it’s Citron & Tsuzuru’s CITRUN! I’m thinking of making a bento for lunch tomorrow.

Tsuzuru: Oh, that sounds nice. What are you gonna put inside?

Citron: A vegetable terrine, lobster bisque, tilefish poêle, red wine braised beef tail…

Tsuzuru: Um, what kind of bento is that! Isn’t that a full course meal!

Citron: …Flavoured onigiri.

Tsuzuru: ONIGIRI!?

Izumi: Ahahaha.

Tsumugi: Fufufu! The General Affair’s specialty Manzai shows are really funny.

Guy: Indeed.

Izumi: (…Wait, huh? Speaking of which, from a while ago, the President’s been…)

Mizuno: …

Izumi: (EH!? It looks like he’s hiding with only his head peeking out from behind his desk…) P-president Mizuno…?

Mizuno: …!

Citron: Ohh, President?

Tsuzuru: I knew it was a bad idea to show President Mizuno our Manzai… Sorry for always showing you something so boring.

Mizuno: THAT’S NOT IT!!!

Izumi: …!

Mizuno: TSUZURU-KUN’S MANZAI IS WORLD CLASS!! So much so I’d like to push it with all my might with the company…!

Tsuzuru: You don’t have to go that far. But I appreciate it.

Izumi: (Ehhh… The two of them have a really friendly air around them…)

Tsuzuru: Ahh, sorry for surprising you. Actually, Mizuno and I are childhood friends.

Izumi: Oh, I see!

Tsuzuru: That being said, I should keep my manners properly in check while at the company. Sorry for acting so over-familiar with you, President Mizuno.

Mizuno: N-no way! Please don’t worry about it! You don’t have to use formal speech either! Even if you call me President, compared to Tsuzuru-kun’s magnificent humanity, I’m just…!

Izumi: (President Mizuno looks all flustered…)

Tsuzuru: I’ll work hard so I can be even more helpful to you, Mizuno.

Mizuno: Thank you. I will do my best too. Tachibana-san, my apologies for the late introduction. These guys are the members of the General Affairs department.

Sakuya: It’s very nice to meet you!

Izumi: I’m Tachibana Izumi. Same here, nice to meet you!

Citron: Ohh, the rumoured new hire. I’m Citron! I want to get along! You’re definitely, definitely welcome at the General Affairs section~!

Chikage: The General Affairs department is fun and noisy too.

Itaru: We hold game tournaments sometimes, you know? Wanna be our player 7, Tachibana-san?

Tsuzuru: We’d be really happy if you joined us.

Sakuya: Welcome! Let’s do our best together as colleagues at MIZUNO Enterprise! If there’s anything you don’t know, please ask me anything, any time!

Izumi: Thank you so much!

Itaru: Now then, I guess we should head out… Oh, hm?

Masumi: …

Izumi: ?

Itaru: Masumi? Oiii, Masumiii.

Masumi: I’ve found… my soulmate.

Mizuno: Soulmate?

Tsumugi: Come to think of it, I’m pretty sure Masumi-kun’s been staring at her the whole time since he entered the President’s office…

Masumi: I joined this company in order to look for my destined partner. And now, I’ve finally found them. You’re my…

Izumi: Ehh, ehh?

Masumi: I love you. Marry me.

Izumi: EHHHH!?

Masumi: Join the General Affairs department. I want to be with you. I’ll file paperwork and order various things with you. Then we’ll go on outings, listen to music together, and we’ll think about the things we’ll need for our married life. The two of us will spend lots of time doing different things together…

Itaru: LOL, that had nothing to do with General Affairs halfway through.

Citron: Is this love at first sight!?

Sakuya: Masumi-kun, calm down!

Tsuzuru: What are you doing in front of the President…! I’m so sorry! Come on, let’s go!

Chikage: Then please excuse us.

*door closes*

Izumi: T-that surprised me…

Tsumugi: Ahaha…

Mizuno: I was shocked too… But Usui-kun is a very outstanding person.

Guy: Alright, we will be on our way as well.

Azuma: Right.

Tsumugi: Let’s make today a great day too.

Mizuno: Yes, thank you very much.

*door closes*

Mizuno: So, I’ve shown you all the departments within the company; what do you think?

Izumi: I thought that it’s really amazing. Everyone is so professional… Honestly, I’m not confident I’ll be as helpful to the company as they are.

Mizuno: What’s important isn’t to be useful to the company, but that you, Tachibana-san, yourself, are able to have fun working without any worries. As you’ve seen today, every department plays an important role within the company—. But everyone wasn’t able to work so competently from the very beginning. Even so, you will eventually find a role that suits your aptitude, and you’ll be able to work comfortably. In other words, no matter which department you’re assigned to, I’m sure you will find a role that will make the best use of your own unique strengths! So let’s find that role together.

Izumi: President Mizuno… (Once again, I’m glad that I got to join this company…!) Yes…!

-pause-

Mizuno: —san, Director-san… Director-san?

Izumi: Hm… (This is the MANKAI Dorm…?) Hah, President Mizuno…!?

Mizuno: P-president…?

Izumi: (Huh… Oh, that was a dream just now.) (I had a meeting with Mizuno-san scheduled today, but I was reading documents until late last night so it looks like I nodded off.)

Mizuno: I’m sorry for disturbing you. The manager let me inside.

Izumi: Oh, that’s what happened. I’m sorry for showing you my embarrassing appearance.

Mizuno: Oh, no. You must be tired… I apologize for taking up your time while you’re busy.

Izumi: You see… The truth is, I had a dream where Mizuno-san was the President of a company

Mizuno: EHH!? No way, I’m still just an inexperienced intern…! It’d be unthinkable to succeed my father…!

Izumi: Still, in my dream, you filled the role wonderfully.

Mizuno: T-thank you very much. That’s too kind. Imagining myself as a President is an exaggeration… But in the future, 100 years from now, I want to become a splendid, capable person who can pour all my efforts into entertainment. So that’s why I will continue to improve myself from now on as well.

Izumi: (Mizuno-san… He really does have a President's capability...!)

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1. So it's come to my attention that a lot of people have never heard of a sleeve protector. It's like this (but the one Tsuzuru is wearing is made of cloth, not plastic):

Workers and students wear them in various different contexts to keep their sleeves clean (i.e. when doing handiwork, when you're writing so the ink doesn't smudge on your sleeve, etc.) 2. So you're telling me Mizuno was watching Tsuzuru like this... I--

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peanutpinet · 3 years

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Nine Percent Scenarios for @ninepercent._.forever on IG

Cause she chose majority soft pics, so here is a soft group pic of the boys uwu <3

Cai Xukun

Can I just say one more time, silver hair Kunkun is *chefs kiss*

Alright, for this, I’d imagine that Kun was attending your graduation (high school or university, whichever you’d like) and when it was finally your turn to go up and take your paper/medal/diploma, etc; Kun would instantly smile, pointing at you/wave at you when you turn around to face the audience. I would also feel that Kun would brag about you to the people around him (if it’s your parents then he’ll be like ‘she’s so amazing’).

“That’s my girl!! Yeap!! That stunning, breath-taking, kind-hearted, smart girl is mine. You go sweetheart!!”

Chen Linong

OMO LOOK HOW SOFT NONGNONG IS WITH THAT CAT!! I DIE

Alright!! For this one, I feel that you guys are roommates and were heading back when you guys noticed this cat that doesn’t look alright. Nongnong (being the animal lover he is) would go over to the cat and pet it. When Nongnong said that the cat seems to be sick, he would suggest to bring it to the vet; which you agreed, without question.

After getting checked, the vet gave Nongnong a prescription and Nongnong just held the cat in his arms, soothing it and telling it that it’ll be alright. Upon the sight, you just can’t help but die of cuteness and just had to take a picture of him.

“Don’t worry lil guy, I got you. You’re going to be just fine!!” *insert is uwu smile*

Fan Chengcheng

Alright, alright, for this pic of Chengcheng, I feel that he was bored at home and was like “Hey!! (Y/N)!! Let’s go out!! I’m bored” and since you were also just being a couch potato (mind you, a hot couch potato), you were like “ehhh, I don’t see why not”. Especially when Chengcheng is the one picking you up and dropping you back.

So, the two of you went out the whole day. Had brunch together then went to the mall to do some window shopping/actual shopping, whichever one you are. Afterwards, you guys just decided to walk along the streets for a bit before going back home. Along the way, it started to snow and you were mesmerised by it and didn’t noticed that Chengcheng was staring until you turned around to see him (cue the pic).

“Isn’t it pretty Cheng?”

“Sure is” (looks at you)

Justin Huang Minghao

I SWEAR!! JUSTIN CAN LOOK 20+ IN ONE MINUTE AND 16 IN THE NEXT. LIKE HOW?!

Anyways, I imagine that you guys were just hanging out since it was finally winter break. So, Justin decided to celebrate your winter break by inviting you to join him for a little outing. Like, he’s so full of energy, he wants to go out and just move!! So, the two of you were now walking along the park when you started to feel tired from all the walking and decided to take a break by just sitting down on a bench, looking at the beautiful scenery in front of you. When Justin decided to sit next to you and look at you and you were a bit taken aback when he gave you that face (the picture).

“Wh-what are you looking at?”

“You. I never noticed how much your eyes are glowing. It’s pretty. And not to mention your smile. It’s just contagious. I hope that you would smile often from now on”

Lin Yanjun

Alright, I have no idea why she chose this pic of Yanjun. Clearly, you wanted to kill me huh, Aliya? Anyways, we’ll see what scenario I got

For this specific pic, since my dear friend wanted the boys to either be your guy friend/boyfriend, this is what I came up with. You and Yanjun were childhood friends; with Yanjun being like 4-5 years older and was the heir to a company which you decided to apply for. Of course, you still had to go through interviews and everything; Yanjun believes that you can never take the easy way out.

However, the difference between you and your co-workers is that Yanjun would always asks you about your job at the end of the day which he knows that you worked hard since he heard it from your supervisor. Working under Yanjun was tough but he would never give you work that he knows you can’t handle and every now and then he would definitely treat you by taking you to your favourite restaurants/cafes at the weekend.

You have been working so hard and slowly climbed your way and was now Yanjun’s secretary. However, there were definitely some workers that were jealous of that. They’d be like “how can she become his secretary?” “just look at her! She doesn’t even look that good” and many more. But, it never really bothered you since you knew that dealing with those people are just a waste of your time and childish.

Unfortunately, it didn’t last long. Sure, you tried your best to not care. But when those people started being physical, it was just too hard to handle. You were constantly dozing away and easily distracted that Yanjun himself became worried. He would asked you every now and then but you didn’t tell him, you didn’t want to bother him since he was basically “shouldering” your expenses.

But fear not!! One day, he finally caught the workers red-handed. You were just about to get lunch for both you and Yanjun when the elevator didn’t work and so, you took the stairs. However, those jealous workers caught you, some of them purposely bumped into you, making the food you brought fall onto yourself. But little did they know that Yanjun was passing by since he forgot to handover a document to his management team. At first, Yanjun was already ready to come in and fight. But when he saw that it was you, he didn’t hesitate one bit. He shouted at the workers, scaring them and you.

To say that the workers were scared was an understatement. Nope, they were petrified at this point. Yanjun was walking down the stairs, hands in his pockets and his gaze, colder than ever. He went to your side, asking you if you were alright but all you could do was let out a little hiccup. Noticing your state, Yanjun pulled you into a hug, looking back at the workers and told them that he’ll deal with them later and he hope that they have cleaned their belongings from the office.

“OI!! WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING?!”

“Sshhh, are you alright? Is this why you’ve been dozing off lately?”

“J-jun...”

“ *sigh* I’ll deal with all of you later. Oh, and I hope that by the time I call you to my office, all of your belongings are packed”

“Is alright, I got you (Y/N). Please tell me the next time this happens”

“B-but...you just fired them?”

“(Y/N)...you’re too sweet sometimes, you know that? I hope you know that things like this shouldn’t be taken lightly. I care about you, you know. Now c’mon, let’s get you cleaned up and I’ll order some food for us, your favourites, kay?”

HOW DO I WRITE SO LONG FOR HIM?! AND WITH THIS KIND OF SCENARIO!! AGGHHH CURSE MY WRITING

Zhu Zhengting

Mama Ting holding a big fluffy panda?! Welp, time to fly over to visit him (JK)

So, I feel that the two of you were hanging out all day, just a normal day of at your place, cooking, baking and watching TV shows/films all day when suddenly, the sun finally sets and it was night time. Since the both of you were too tired to cook, Zhengting suggested you guys have dinner at a nearby restaurant which of course, in the end, mama Ting paid for everything.

Whilst walking you back home, you both saw this place with a claw machine and you just so happen to see a huge panda in there. Determined to get it, you spent quite a pretty penny on it but failed to grabbed it. However, mama Ting decided to step in and get the doll for you. Which he finally did, after 7 tries.

“Th-the panda...Let me have the panda...please!!”

“Step aside (Y/N), I’ll get it for you!!”

“OMO!! TING!! YOU GOT IT!!”

“I GOT IT!!! Uhh, can I cuddle with it until we reached your home?”

“Is alright, since you got it, it should be yours”

“Eh?! Really?! I’M GOING TO GET TWO NEXT TIME!!”

Wang Ziyi

Can I say, Ziyi, multitasking to a new level man!!

So, for this pic, I thought that it’s been a while since you and Ziyi went out to grab a bite or catch up because he was very busy. However, since it was your birthday, he really didn’t want to cancel anymore plans. So, instead! He just cancelled meetings and all but he still brought a few work with him; works that he can easily finish in a short amount of time. Though he would apologise first-hand that he still had some unfinished business to take care of before you even got a chance to ask him.

“I’m really sorry that I had to bring some work with me today, (Y/N)”

“It’s fine Ziyi. I’m just happy that you even had the time to take me out”

“It’s your birthday. I wouldn’t miss it for anything else. Even though I’m technically somewhat working right now”

“I said it’s fine Ziyi. I’m happy that you’re here to spend the day with me”

“Aishh, you’re too nice (Y/N). Eh, eat up, the food will get cold! I just need to sign a few of these then I’m all yours for the day :)”

Xiao Gui

It’s been a while since I saw a soft Gui but hey!! I aint complaining!!

For Xiaogui, I feel that you finally graduated from university and was on your way back home. Well to be exact you were already back, it’s just that Xiaogui hasn’t had the time to see you. But!! He made it his mission that when he does see you, he would give you a surprise that you would never thought of.

He texted you saying that he had some free time and would like to meet up at the park that you guys used to hang out back in school. But little did you know that when you walked by the park, you saw Xiaogui, sitting on the stairs with a bouquet in his hands, a smile slowly formed on his face the minute you came into his sight.

“Kai (Wang Linkai, yea), wh-what’s all this? Are we going somewhere? OOH!! Is it for a special someone?”

“They sure are. You!”

“That’s...wait?! Me?! Wh-what?!” *cue blushing mess*

“Of course!! Congratulations on finishing your degree!! I’m proud of you (Y/N). Sorry that I have been very busy but, I wanted to do something special since you always send me something special. So, dinner?”

“I’d love to!! Thank you Kai!!”

You Zhangjing

Zhangjing in a suit!! YIKES!!! I NEED TO BREATHE!! PHEW!! OKAY!! ONTO THE SCENARIO!!

So, this is another slightly hard scenario to think of. But, here goes nothing. So, I imagine that you guys decided to have a date night since it has been a while you guys had like an actual proper date night. HECK!! Zhangjing even went all out and booked your favourite restaurant and brought out his suit for crying out loud!! Anyways, the date night, as you’d expect, was lovely. Zhangjing made sure that you get whatever food/drink you’d like then of course, Zhangjing being the responsible gentleman he is, brought you home. However, on you way back, you guys saw this bush with roses on them. And you know what Zhangjing did?

“Hey (Y/N)!!”

“Hmm? What is it Zhangjing?”

“Roses are red, violets are blue. I may not be able to rhyme but there is nothing prettier than you”

“OMG ZHANGJING!! STAWWPP!! Or more like, stop asking Yanjun for pick up lines for crying out loud!!”

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denkimystery · 3 years

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Denki Mystery: Six Idol Statues of Taboo - Chapter 8

Chorosuke: I've always wondered about the name "Jyushimatsu Festival". See, in this area, 'Matsu' is a forbidden word, in a sense.

Chorosuke: If all of us really do have “Matsu”* in our birth names, it would be terrible! Horrible!

Hajime: A word whose only trace is in the name of a bizzare festival? This would be the first time I’ve seen the Jyushimatsu festival in person. They wear masks and parade around, don’t they?

Takashi: I only see them once every year, but they wear oni demons and kitsune masks and chant things like "die, die**". What even is that?

Hajime: It is true that some of the festivals are called strange festivals, and there are some festivals that get rid of impurity by cursing with such a curse word.

Toshio: There's something that I’m worried about. My father is the head of the Ogami family and the priest of the festival, and every year he always does preparations. The day before the festival in an old factory on the outskirts of the village, in addition to the ritual tools of the shrine, he also prepares something else…... which is today.

Karatsugu: An old factory!? What kind of factory was it? Is it currently being used? Finally.... a real case to report!?

Chorosuke: Is it the Flag Factory? Mr. Flag, though he gets called "Man with the Red Flag" a lot, uses it as a pencil factory.

Ozo: Isn't there also a warehouse on the factory grounds? The pencils there are often used for participation prizes. We can go if you're curious? Like, right now.

Takashi: Sure. It's a bit scary, but... but can we even all get in a car?

Toshio: One person can fit in the trunk. Maybe.

Karatsugu: Eh!?... Why are you all looking at me? Why!? Ehhh!?

ー

ー Hatabou Factory, night.

[All of them are walking towards the factory.]

Ozo: Wow. As expected, the factory at night is spooky, isn't it? I wonder what strange things we can see here!?

Hajime: No sign of anyone. Well, it doesn't look busy enough to keep the factory running all night.

Takashi: In the past, they used to run all night long. They used to run breakfasts at our store too, for people who worked the night shift looking for something to eat...

Karatsugu: What did they used to make before it turned into a pencil factory? Did the previous master ever discuss it with the regulars? … Just curious.

Takashi: Huh? Papa never talked about those kinds of things with the customers often. Well, it was a better time for the economy. I wonder what they were making?

[While Takashi and Karatsugu are having their conversation, Ozo stops in front of the factory, struggling with something.]

Ozo: Hnggh? This door won’t open!?

Chorosuke: Stop!? You're trespassing!?

Hajime: We've already come this far, we're practically trespassing already..

Chorosuke: No, that's not the case at all!? Once you get inside it's an entirely different thing, you know what I mean? We can't just wander in you know!?

Ozo: Oh! You think we can climb the fire escape? … Wanna go?

Karatsugu: It seems that way. It's too dark to see much from above, but… sounds like it’s worth a try, right?

[[They start climbing the stairs nearby, much to chorosuke’s reluctance.]]

Takashi: Phew! Just how many floors even are there!?

Chorosuke: Seriously! Wouldn’t it be bad if we get caught? ... Well, maybe since we’re outside the building? Our chances would be better…

Karatsugu: Alright! We’re almost at the rooftop.

[Slowly everyone starts clambering to the roof top.]

Hajime: Phew. That was a tough one. Hm? One more rung up the ladder ...? Is it the height of the factory sign?

Toshio: Maybe there are some remnants of the past. Shall we go?

Hajime: I can’t see it that well. Is there any light nearby...

Ozo: I have a flashlight!

[[Ozo turns on the flashlight he's been holding and shines the light on the signboard.]]

Ozo: Huh? What's all this?

Hajime: There are signs of repainted letters on the signboard. I wonder what?

[[Hajime takes the flashlight from Ozo. Carefully scanning each letter the light heads further right, stopping on "F".]]

The “F” in “Flag Factory” seems to be just a paint job, covering some parts of the original letter.

Karatsugu: Is the name reworked from something else? "Flag" ... "Black"? It's a bit too on the nose.***

[[With everyone's attention on the signboard. Takashi takes a step back. Out of the corner of his eye he notices something.]]

Takashi: Ah! Turn off the flashlight! A car is coming!

[[Hajime fumbles with the flashlight to turn it off. Everyone crouches down to peer over the rooftop.]]

Takashi: ... It stopped.

[[The doors open and a familiar face gets off.]]

Takashi: Is that... Papa? No, it’s… the head of the Ogami.

Hajime: Uh, you know. The woman holding a log next to him…

Chorosuke: No, he’s a man.**** Grows mushrooms. One of my students, Iyami-san.

[[Iyami and Priest Ogami enter one of the buildings.]]

Chorosuke: They went into the warehouse. … Huh?

Ozo: They came out so soon? Wait.. what's with the sudden increase in the number of people!? Are they saying "It's the eve of the festival, Dayooon!"!?

Chapters: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11

Yes the name is from the Jyushimatsu festival (Jyushimatsu Matsuri) is from the titular episode from season 1. The kanji for “matsuri” used here is 祀り and not the usual kanji for festival (祭). 祭 means festival but 祀りmeans enshrinement. This is a clue to the weird happenings in Akatsuka Village. What is being enshrined? Why is the whole town involved? The specific matsu that Chorosuke is talking about is the 松 from Jyushimatsu and not 祀 from Matsuri.

** Todomatsu uses the hiragana spelling “しねしね” (shi-ne-shi-ne), since he doesn’t know the meaning of what they’re chanting.

*** Flag “フラッグ Factory is phonetically similar to Black “ブラック” Factory. In fact, if you remove the diacritic in ブ and add one to ク, you get Flag. Also yes, black factory references the original black factory in season 1.

**** Chorosuke,,,,,,,,,,, sigh,,,,,,,, can’t I enjoy a piece of japanese media that ISNT A LICK OF TRANSPHOBIC????? I’m gonna keep the direct translation, but I’m fucking SIDE EYEING THE WRITERS. There is no need??? For transphobia??? “Haha this “woman” is “actually a man in a dress”” jokes aren’t funny. Disclaimer, every time Iyami is mentioned I’m gonna try my best to use gender neutral language and if push comes to shove I WILL use female identifiers.

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artistrashofmine · 3 years

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Ehhh I posted a pwp, KiriBaku fic last night. The one that I posted a little snippet on a month or so back. Check it out on AO3. Or continue on reading.

Bakugou’s an alpha. His confirmation of that fact came today just like most teenagers in their first or second year of high school.

And Bakugou likes to pride himself on being good at everything he does. Top grades, amazing quirk control, quick thinker, good cook, clean room. But he’s a shitty alpha. A fucking horrible excuse of an alpha.

Because male alpha’s don’t produce slick. Yet here he was, cock hardened and inner thighs coated in the clear substance. An he was an alpha because he had a fucking knot. And people wouldn’t stop reminding him of his stupid scent. He wasn’t complaining, it didn’t matter all that much of what he was, either way, it wouldn’t affect his goal of becoming a hero. Plenty of his classmates were omegas, just as plenty of them were alphas, and plenty of them were betas. It was a pretty even split actually.

Though he doubts many of the alpha’s produced slick . So you could see why he was confused to all hell, waking up in the middle of a rut to find fucking slick running down his legs. That alone was strange enough, it didn’t help that his hole was practically begging for something to enter it.

And it wasn’t like Bakugou hadn’t thought of it in the past. He never went as far as fingering himself, but he thought about it. How it might feel, to have something pounding into him. And maybe that was only because of who he thought of doing it with. And maybe the fact that he was an alpha didn’t matter when it came to becoming a hero, but it did matter when it came to relationships.

Low and behold, the Bakugou Katsuki, talking about the importance of relationships , high school lovers and all that shit as if it were more important than saving lives. As if it mattered in the long run. As if it was even believed that it was Bakugou who was concerning themself with relationships. Bakugou who could hardly admit to having friends.

Bakugou Katsuki who was fucked up, slicked up because the only fucking thing he could think of on this shitty excuse for a rut was an alpha, a strong alpha. Because that’s what he deserved and apparently that’s the only thing his body would settle for - acting as a fleshlight for his powerful alpha. His mind came to the conclusion that no one else was good enough, not some soft omega that other alphas would love, and not a warm body to fuck into - Katsuki wanted to be that body.

Maybe it was his own fault, setting himself up for this kind of shit. But would thoughts alone be enough to warrant a slicked up hole? Thoughts of the stupid alpha’s smile, the sharp teeth as he claimed the blond. of Katsuki’s hands wrapped up in the obnoxious red hair. God, it had Katsuki ready to pop his knot. He wanted to cum all over that body, the fucking ripped body, maybe it’d be hardened, fuck, have the rock hard body under him. Katsuki would be grinding against his face, squeezing it between his thighs - could go as hard as he wanted, wouldn’t have to worry about hurting the idiot.

He squeezed his half-formed knot before giving a tug to his cock, clenching his thighs together, lubed up by the wasted slick. His head thrown back, teeth biting down on his lip to muffle a moan, his hand speeding up, his thrusting up into the heat.

Katsuki came to the thought of the redhead alpha, to Kirishima’s sharp teeth and hungry eyes.

Yeah, what a shitty alpha he made.

To say he was grumpy two days later was an understatement. He was getting congratulated for fuck’s sake. They could all smell his scent changing earlier, before the rut, and that was bad enough. But now, he reeked of alpha, of post-rut. Everyone knew he was a fucking knot-head. He smelled different and he hated it. He remembered when he first got his quirk, he had gotten so fed up with the sweet scent of his sweat that he had started begging his mom for a bath nearly every hour. Of course he never got that bath, but it was a nightmare. Not only for him, but for those who had to deal with his whiny ass.

At least now he wasn’t a whiny brat anymore, but he knew how to hold a grudge. And in this case, his grudge was with biology. The stupid thing can go fuck its self. Apparently, everyone else thought otherwise. It was a fucking gift that he finally presented, as if he had been reborn or some shit like that. And all Katsuki wanted to do was forget about it. Forget the whole thing happened and go back to when he was blissfully unaware.

“Congrats man!” But no, it was never that easy, “looks like we’re both alphas.”

Yeah, thanks for the reminder Shitty-Hair.

A fucking disaster, that’s what his life was, a fucking disaster.

“You don’t look all that pleased though, what’s going on?” The redhead had his arm slung across the blond as they made their way to school, congratulating him on becoming the exact opposite of what Katsuki had hoped - that’s what was going on.

“Nothing, it’s not a big deal so fuck off with the congratulations shit.” He scowled, eyes averted, not unusual behaviour for the hothead.

“Dude, come on. You might be the oldest in the class, but you're the last to present! It’s a big deal!” Did it matter that much to him?

Katsuki’s eyebrow twitched, “not to me it isn’t. I don’t fucking care. It’s all bullshit anyway.”

“What do you mean?”

He met Kirishima’s confused red eyes, “nothing.“

The redhead dropped the conversation from there, moving on to lighter topics, attempting to trick Katsuki into studying with him again for the test that was coming up. It wasn’t really a trick seeing that the blond could see it from a mile away and wasn’t all that opposed to studying with Shark-Teeth, but he let the other live in his oblivious world.

Besides, Katsuki could only imagine what the other would think if he found out the blond’s dirty secret. No more studying, no more walking to class together or the brightly toothed smiles. It’d be over. Katsuki wouldn’t risk that. He felt sick, living in his fantasy of his friend, knowing how much the other would likely look down at him for it and still selfishly soaking up all the attention he offered, but he couldn’t help it. He craved it, craved the other's attention.

So he could never say no when the other asked to hang out, asked to study. In his room. He liked being in Kirishima’s room. It smelled so strong of the alpha, Katsuki couldn’t get enough of it. Plus his instincts were going crazy now that he presented, and not in the aggressive alpha way. Rather than getting rid of the scent, he wanted to bathe in it. Wanted to combine it with his own.

God, something was really fucked up with his hormones, he should probably schedule a doctor's appointment or something. But it was only with Kirishima, the thought of any other alpha in the room, anyone else covered in the redhead’s scent, had Katsuki burning with anger, possessiveness. He got one alpha reaction at least. Usually, those would be towards omega’s though, sometimes beta’s, but never other alphas. This was giving him a headache.

It made it difficult to concentrate on the other’s questions and work which was stupid because Kiri was the whole reason he was going through this crisis. He wanted to be here, to have the alpha’s attention, to be near him, not to let his mind wander on how fucked up he is.

“No, Bakugou. Seriously dude, are you alright?” Apparently, the one in question had noticed his absent mind as well.

“Yeah, I’m good. What the hell was your question?” But Shitty-Hair didn’t accept that answer, setting his pencil down and turning his body to face the blond.

“I didn’t ask a question, I finished one. Come on man, we’re friends, you know you can talk to me?” Friends, that was the problem. And it’s not like Katsuki could just talk to him, they wouldn’t be friends after that kind of discussion. At least he wouldn’t think so. Still, maybe he could get some insight on something. And it wouldn’t be admitting his big fat crush.

He took a deep breath, “my biology is fucking wack.”

Shitty-Hair raised an eyebrow, “what do you mean?”

He rolled his eyes, “I mean what I said. I presented and it was fucking weird. All that alpha shit is messed up.”

Kirishima’s eyes widened, a flush coming to his checks, “you mean your knot?!”

Why did he think this was a good idea?

“What- no. Just other signs, just- not only signs that I’m an alpha, but ones that omega’s and shit have.” This had to be the most painful conversation he’ll ever experience, “that’s all, alright? Gonna talk to a doctor or something.”

At least it’ll keep the other off his back. Keep him from further worrying.

Only he should have expected that Kirishima wouldn’t simply drop the topic, “you mean like… slick?”

And god, fucking save him. The idiot hit the mark, assumed all the right things. Goddamnit, “it’s none of your business! Jesus. Now show me your work.”

His tries at deflection went unheard, and his nondescript answer was taken for a yes, “so you slicked up… during a rut.”

No longer could Katsuki prevent the flush threatening to overtake his face, “why does it matter? Let’s just do this stupid math question!”

His volume progressively grew, as if that would prevent the other from his prying, “so like... do you produce slick outside of a rut?”

“What the fuck?” He hadn't thought of that, maybe it was just a first rut type of thing that happened some alpha’s for some fucking weird-ass reason, “how the hell should I know?! I just got out of the damn rut!”

So he finally gave up, admitting to his best friend’s suspicions. And now he would drop the fucking topic, as if it were the most fascinating subject on the planet; whether or not Katsuki slicked up outside of a rut. This was a fucking mess. But it was on Kirishima’s mind. Kirishima was thinking about Katsuki slicking up. And if that wasn’t a turn-on, he didn’t know what was.

“Ah yeah, sorry dude.” He averted his eyes, staring down at the paper, and finally - much to a certain part of Katsuki’s disappointment - it appeared as if he were about to drop the subject and continue on with the math work, yet Kirishima’s sheepish mumbling implied quite the opposite, “did you want to find out?”

The blond’s eyes widened, suddenly he was very aware of his growing arousal and the tension between the two of them. Was this Shitty-Hair’s way of confessing? Was he offering to help the blond slick up ? Or was he just being stupid and legitimately curious? No, he couldn’t have been that much of an idiot, he had to know how he sounded.

“Kirishima…” Katsuki’s voice was deep and heavy with warning.

The redhead looked him in the eyes, “Katsuki.”

The use of the blond’s first name sent a shiver up his back - and that was it. He moved, pushing aside the school work to straddle the alpha, to get as close as he could, the redhead surging forward to take the other’s lips in a messy, violent kiss. Katsuki couldn’t ask for anything better. Kirishima's sharp teeth pulled at his bottom lip, god he wanted those on his neck, digging into the sensitive gland located there. And his scent, fuck , Katsuki was going to have it all over him. For the next fucking week he’d be left walking around covered in the alpha’s scent. It had a throaty groan falling from his lips, that ended in a higher-pitched whine as Kiri did just as the blond had hoped, mouth nipping and sucking at his throat. The rough hands feel up Katsuki’s body, tugging up his skin-tight tank to reveal his pecks to the cold air, and squeezing them.

The blond tossed his head back, letting his mouth hang open. He didn’t think that would feel so good. They were so. Fucking. Sensitive.

“Damn,” the redhead cursed, looking up at Bakugou in awe, fingers playing with the hardened nubs.

Katsuki ground down on him, feeling the hardness of cock through the shitty jeans he wore. Not that the blond’s state was any better, god, he was likely making a mess of his boxers already. Still, no slick.

Not until Shitty-Hair decided to put his teeth to a better use - that supposedly being his overly sensitive chest. It had Katsuki hissing as a nipple was taken into his warm mouth, as the alpha fucking destroyed his tanktop, the fabric no match for Kirishima’s quirk, falling in taters onto the floor.

Only then did the blond notice the sticky feeling between his legs. For a second he wondered if he came. Though he was still hard, his knot only beginning to form. Instead, the sticky feeling came from between the cheeks that the redhead’s hands had come down to grope.

Well, it looked like he had just gotten the answer to their question. Yes, he could still slick up, and no it wasn’t just a one-time thing. Holy shit. He was slicking like some bitch.

With a little bit of a stretch, Eijirou could fuck him so easily. Eijirou would be his first time, hell, if he wanted he’d be the first to finger the blond - Katsuki would be satisfied with anything at this point.

“Ei, Ei-” Katsuki choked on the alpha’s first name, the red eyes from their spot at his chest peering at him questioningly, “Eijirou- Take off my fucking pants .”

Before he knew it, Katsuki was sprawled out underneath the redhead, who growled as he reached for his bottoms. The blond’s own instincts were beaming, because this alpha was strong enough for him. This alpha was strong and rough and everything he could ask for. They knew what they wanted. They wanted the best, and that was Bakugou, and they weren’t afraid to take him. Kiri wasn’t afraid to.

Kind, happy, idiot of an alpha Kirishima. Who looked like a fucking god as he tore off Katsuki’s pants and boxers in one go, the blond’s body pulled forward with the effort. And he let his legs fall open, his shiny, wet thighs on display. His arms stretched comfortably above him. His ego soaking in Kiri’s heated gaze. His sweet yet sharp scent filled the bedroom. Kirishima’s own scenting increased in response.

“Woah, Kat-” The blond blushed as a pair of Kiri’s fingers ran across his inner thighs, through the slick smeared along his skin, “you smell like an alpha but you slick up like an omega in heat.”

Katsuki scowled, kicking out at the other, “I told you, stupid, shitty- hnnnnnh.”

His voice trailed off into a surprised whine as the redhead hiked one of Katsuki’s legs up onto his shoulder, his tongue darting out to lick up the slick he had been so enraptured about.

“Shit!” The hothead didn’t think his thighs were so sensitive, just as sensitive as his fucking tits.

The redhead hiked his other leg up so that Katsuki’s ass was in the air, and he went to town, face buried between the blond’s thighs, tongue lapping up the sweet slick.

“Fuck!” He threw his head back ignoring the ache as it hit the floor, the alpha’s tongue had finally found the other’s hole, urging Katsuki’s body to produce more and more slick, devouring the stuff as if it were his last meal.

Katsuki was tempted to touch himself, his ignored dick swelled atop his abdomen, wetting his navel with pre-cum. He knew the second his fingers wrapped around the member he wouldn’t be able to resist knotting into his own fist. He wanted to feel the other's knot first. Would Kirishima knot him? He hoped so. If the redhead’s mouth was this good - the sharp teeth that teased his rim - Katsuki could only imagine how it’d feel with the alpha fucking into him.

The heat of his mouth was suddenly retracted, causing Bakugou to groan in disappointment. Though it was soon replaced by a rough pair of fingers, massaging the blond’s entrance.

“Think you can take them both at once?” Realistically, Katsuki doubted that, he hadn’t even experienced one finger in his ass, not to mention two. Even if he was slicking up like an omega, he was still technically a virgin.

But fuck it, as long as he didn’t blow his load the second those digits entered him, he’d be fine. He was certainly wet enough, “try me.”

The stretch burned, the pair of fingers pulling his hole apart as they entered. Katsuki was grateful for how slow Kiri was going, allowing him time to adjust, rubbing the sensitive walls of the blond’s insides. Just as sensitive as the rest of his body apparently. And getting over the initial burn, it felt weird, but not bad. Filling - and he didn’t even have a dick in him yet. He couldn’t help but clench on the invading fingers, trying to get used to the feeling of being so open. And as his body adjusted, the more slick he produced so that the redhead's fingers were moving freely, slipping in and out with less and less resistance as they went.

Soon enough the alpha was adding a third one, curling them up into an area that had Katsuki throwing his head back, reaching to dig his fingers into Kirishima's arm and crying out in surprise. His muscles fluttered around the digits, completely plient, practically pulling them in. It sure as hell didn’t take his body very long to fall into this role of taking it up the ass. Maybe that’s Bakugou’s fault for thinking about the stupid alpha’s knot so often. How far were they going to go? Kiri was going to try knotting him, yeah? The stupid alpha better. Else he got the blond alpha all loose for nothing.

“Can I fuck you Katsuki?” Eijirou asked as if reading his mind.

“Fuck yeah.” The blond pushed himself further onto the fingers buried in his ass.

“I don’t even need a lube,” he muttered as if he wasn’t knuckle deep in a sopping wet hole, “such a good alpha.”

Hell yes . Obviously, it made no logical sense seeing that alphas weren’t supposed to be slicking up and that's exactly what he was getting praised for, but in Katsuki’s fucked up mind that didn’t matter. He was a good alpha, able to provide for his partner- he felt fucking proud.

Shitty-Hair wasted no time tearing his own clothes off. His boxers were the last to go, and if the sizable bulge that sat against the thin fabric was anything to go off, Katsuki was in for a treat.

His cock was huge . An alpha’s cock, much bigger than Katsuki’s own, the knot had already started to swell at the base, precum beading at the tip of the hardened member, balls hanging heavy, full of cum. Cum that Katsuki wanted inside him . He was grateful the redhead decided to use three fingers, cause he sure as hell didn’t look like he wanted to waste any more time. Katsuki’s never seen Kiri like this before, so powerful . He could get used to it.

“Katsuki, I can’t hold back anymore. Can I?” His hands trailed up and down the blond’s thighs.

In reply, the red-eyed alpha did his best to further part his legs, allowing as much room as possible for the other, “I already told you, so don’t make me do all the work now, Ei .”

Not that he was against the idea of riding the redhead till dawn. Nor was Shitty-Hair by the contemplating look upon his face. But he snapped out of it as the blond reached up to wrap an arm around his neck. And then the hot member was bumping against his ass, sliding along his slickened hole. The red eyes glanced down, hand lining up his cock to the stretched hole. Katsuki’s body opened up perfectly for the alpha’s cock, twitching as it slid into the wet opening. It went so deep, it filled him up so well. Why hadn't he tried this before? Though even Eijirou’s fingers did feel weak compared to the real thing, would his own fingers just succeed in frustrating himself? Especially compared to the alpha’s cock as it came to rest against the blond’s prostate, setting his body on fire. It felt as if he were going to pass out from the amount of pleasure this was giving him. He had doubts that he’d be able to feel satisfied again, not without Kirishima’s cock.

Both alphas were moaning as they settled, “you good Kat?”

“Never been better.” He rolled his eyes at the shark-toothed grin sent his way, jolting as Kiri pulled his body back, hands leaving a strong grip around his waist. And he pushed back in, bottoming out once again, and again, and again as he repeated the action. The blond’s hands gripping and tugging at the stupid red hair, eyes rolling back at the brutal pace that was so suddenly set. The shameful squelching sound of the excess slick. The gurgles and unintelligent words that escaped the blond’s mouth.

Katsuki’s shaky hand came down to tug at his smaller dick, the knot already half-formed. Ejirou watched the movement with half-lidded eyes, only quickening his pace chasing after an orgasm. His right hand came up to grasp at the blond’s peck. His own knot was already catching on the abused rim whenever he rammed in or pulled out.

God, he felt so close. The way Ei played with his nipple, the way his member hit that spot so well.

“Come- come on… knot me Eijirou.” He demanded, legs wrapped tightly around the other’s hips in an attempt to keep him close, “knot me!”

“So good…” Kiri gaped, “so good alpha.”

Katsuki yelped as his orgasm hit, the redhead's hand quickly coming down to squeeze his knot, earning a low groan from the blond as cum spurt across his stomach. His hole twitched around the alpha’s cock, feeling the pulsing knot as it was shoved into him, stretching his rim, finally growing too big to pull out. Eijirou gave a few more swallowed thrusts into the oversensitive body before he released his own seed. The substance had nowhere to go as the knot swelled to full size, causing an uncomfortable bloated feeling in the blond’s abdomen.

Kiri rested his forehead against the blond’s chest, “Kat, I think you’re the manliest alpha that could ever exist.”

With a knot in his ass, a belly full of cum, his own cum drying on his stomach, the redhead’s hold on his knot, and slick sticking to his thighs; Katsuki felt like he should be offended. Instead, his mouth twitched upwards and he couldn’t help but let out a tired snot.

This slick thing wasn’t all that bad, he wouldn’t mind if it stayed. So the alpha found himself content with dozing away in the other alpha’s arms on the floor of his dorm room, sure to be sore tomorrow but who fucking cared. He got what he wanted.

#my hero academia #boku no hero academia #Kirishima Eijirou #bakugou katsuki #kiribaku #bakugou x kirishima #pwp #bnha #mha #fanfic

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liam-the-dilly · 3 years

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And now, “Who’s On First?” DDLC Edition

Monika: Alright, Natsuki. If we're gonna convince Team Salvato to make a Doki Doki baseball game, we need to make sure everyone else is on board. Natsuki: Not to worry, I got ways of persuasion. *chuckles deviously* But in case that doesn't work, yeah, we gotta make sure we got enough people to support our cause. Now, you said you got a list of players? Monika: That's right. Natsuki: Well, I'll be honest, Monika, I haven't exactly seen your list yet. I think I already know some of 'em, but, ehhh...not all of 'em. ...Actually, all I know is that Sayori's playing right field. So how about you tell me the names of everyone else? Monika: Oh, I'll tell you their names. But I have to warn you, they give these ball players these days some...odd names. Natsuki: You mean like funny names? Monika: Strange names, yeah. Like, uh...Sleve McDichael... Natsuki: Or Shown Furcotte... *they both chuckle* Monika: Yeah, I'm not sure why people don't give their kids normal names anymore...but anyway, we've got...Who's on first, What's on second, I Don't Know is on third... Natsuki: That's what I want to find out. Monika: I say Who's on first, What's on second, I Don't Know's on third. . . . Natsuki: Monika? Monika: Yes, Natsuki? Natsuki: Aren't you the manager of this team? Monika: Yes. Natsuki: And you're the coach too? Monika: Yes. Natsuki: And you don't know the guys' names? Monika: Well, I should. Natsuki: Well then who's on first? Monika: Yes. Natsuki: I mean the dude's name. Monika: Who. Natsuki: The guy on first. Monika: Who. Natsuki: The first baseman. Monika: Who. Natsuki: The guy playing... Monika: Who is on first! Natsuki: I'm asking YOU who's on first. Monika: That's his name. Natsuki: That's who's name? Monika: Yes. Natsuki: Well go ahead and tell me. Monika: That's it. Natsuki: That's who? Monika: Yes. ... Natsuki: *exasperated sigh* Look, you got a first baseman? Monika: Certainly. Natsuki: Who's playing first? Monika: That's right. Natsuki: When you pay off the first baseman every month, who gets the money? Monika: Every dollar of it. Natsuki: All I'm trying to find out is the guy's name on first base. Monika: Who. Natsuki: The guy that gets... Monika: That's it. Natsuki: *starting to get angry* Who gets the money... Monika: He does, every dollar. Sometimes his wife comes down and collects it. Natsuki: Who's wife? Monika: Yes. . . . Monika: What's wrong with that? Natsuki: Look, all I wanna know is when you sign up the first baseman, how does he sign his name? Monika: Who. Natsuki: The guy. Monika: Who. Natsuki: How does he sign... Monika: That's how he signs it. Natsuki: Who? Monika: Yes. . . . Natsuki: All I'm trying to find out is what's the guy's name on first base. Monika: No. What is on second base. Natsuki: I'm not asking you who's on second. Monika: Who's on first. Natsuki: One base at a time, Monika! Monika: Well, don't change the players around. Natsuki: I'm not changing anything! Monika: Take it easy, girl. Natsuki: I'm only asking you, who's the guy on first base? Monika: That's right. Natsuki: Okay. Monika: All right. . . . Natsuki: What's the guy's name on first base? Monika: No. What is on second. Natsuki: I'm not asking you who's on second. Monika: Who's on first. Natsuki: I don't know. Monika: He's on third, we're not talking about him. Natsuki: Now how did I get on third base? Monika: Well, you mentioned his name. Natsuki: If I mentioned the third baseman's name, who did I say is playing third? Monika: No. Who's playing first. Natsuki: What's on first? Monika: What's on second. Natsuki: I don't know. Monika: He's on third. Natsuki: There I go, back on third again! . . . Natsuki: Would you just stay on third base and don't go off it. Monika: All right, what do you want to know? Natsuki: Now who's playing third base? Monika: Why do you insist on putting Who on third base? Natsuki: What am I putting on third? Monika: No. What is on second. Natsuki: You don't want who on second? Monika: Who is on first. Natsuki: I don't know. Both: Third base! . . . Natsuki: Look, you got an outfield? Monika: Of course. Natsuki: The left fielder's name? Monika: Why. . . . Natsuki: I just thought I'd ask you. Monika: Well, I just thought I'd tell you. Natsuki: Then tell me who's playing left field. Monika: Who's playing first. Natsuki: I'm not... stay out of the infield! I want to know what's the guy's name in left field? Monika: No, What is on second. Natsuki: I'm not asking you who's on second. Monika: Who's on first! Natsuki: I don't know. Both: Third base! . . . Natsuki: The left fielder's name? Monika: Why. Natsuki: Because! Monika: Oh, he's centerfield. . . . Natsuki: Look, You gotta pitcher on this team? Monika: That's right. Natsuki: The pitcher's name? Monika: Tomorrow. Natsuki: You don't want to tell me today? Monika: I'm telling you now. Natsuki: Then go ahead. Monika: Tomorrow! . . . Monika: What time? Monika: What time what? Natsuki: What time tomorrow are you gonna tell me who's pitching? Monika: Now listen. Who is not pitching. Natsuki: I SWEAR I'LL LOSE IT IF YOU SAY WHO'S ON FIRST! I want to know what's the pitcher's name? Monika: What's on second. Natsuki: I don't know. Both: Third base! . . . Natsuki: Got a catcher? Monika: Certainly. Natsuki: The catcher's name? Monika: Today. Natsuki: Today, and Tomorrow's pitching. Monika: Now you've got it. . . . Natsuki: Okay, so, all we got is a couple of days on the team to set up a presentation for Mr. Salvato. Now, I'm a pretty good catcher too. Monika: I can believe that. Natsuki: So what I'm thinking is this: I get behind the plate to do some awesome catching, Tomorrow's pitching on my team and a heavy hitter like, say, Yuri gets up. Now Yuri bunts the ball. When she bunts the ball, me, being a good catcher, I'm gonna throw her out at first base. So I pick up the ball and throw it to who? Monika: Now, that's the first thing you've said right. Natsuki: I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT THE HECK I'M TALKING ABOUT! . . . Monika: That's all there is to it. Natsuki: Is to throw the ball to first base. Monika: Yes! Natsuki: Now who's got it? Monika: Naturally. . . . Natsuki: Look, if I throw the ball to first base, somebody's gotta get it. Now who has it? Monika: Naturally. Natsuki: Who? Monika: Naturally. Natsuki: Naturally? Monika: Naturally. Natsuki: So I pick up the ball and I throw it to Naturally. Monika: No you don't, you throw the ball to Who. Natsuki: Naturally. Monika: That's different. Natsuki: That's what I said. Monika: You're not saying it... Natsuki: I throw the ball to Naturally. Monika: You throw it to Who. Natsuki: Naturally. Monika: That's it. Natsuki: That's what I said! Monika: You ask me. Natsuki: I throw the ball to who? Monika: Naturally. Natsuki: Now you ask me. Monika: You throw the ball to Who? Natsuki: Naturally. Monika: That's it. Natsuki: Same as you! SAME! AS! YOU! I throw the ball to Who. Whoever it is drops the ball and Yuri runs to second. Who picks up the ball and throws it to What. What throws it to I Don't Know. I Don't Know throws it back to Tomorrow. Triple play! Someone else gets up and hits a long fly ball to Because. Why? I don't know! He's on third, AND I DON'T EVEN CARE AT THIS POINT! Monika: What was that last part? Natsuki: I SAID I DON'T EVEN CARE AT THIS POINT! Monika: Oh, that's our shortstop.

#source: Abbott and Costello #feel free to dub this

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lovemesomesurveys · 3 years

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This may or may not get personal. Are you ready? Ya’ll know I already share quite a bit in my survey answers, so.

How old are you turning on your next birthday? 32. D:

Do you have a favourite film, if so, what is it and why? I have many. Hard to choose just one favorite, there’s a lot of great films.

When was the last time you had sex? Never.

Did you want it, or did the other person want it?

Have you ever had that one friend who complained about everything? I have. It got quite exhausting.

Were you ever that friend? I really try not to be a complainer and keep a lot of it to myself. At least to other people, ha I complain a lot in surveys and Twitter. That’s different, though, it’s complaining to the void.

What is the next film you want to see in the theaters? So many movies were supposed to come out that I wanted to see, but who knows when theaters will be able to safely open back up. A lot of movie release dates keep getting pushed back as well, so there wouldn’t be too many movies to see right now anyway.

Be honest, did Fifty Shades of Grey arouse you in any way? I can’t believe I read that series, first of all. Second of all, I will admit to feeling some type of way at times :X I saw the first movie and it was so cringe that I didn’t see the others.

What does your sibling(s) call you? Steph.

Do you believe in God or Fate or neither? I believe in God.

Do you have any close friends that are the opposite sex that your significant other dislikes? I don't have a significant other or friends, so no problem there.

Do you honestly believe everything happens for a reason? Why or why not? I do.

Did you ever play Truth or Dare? Yeah.

If so, what was the worse thing that has happened because of it? I never chose dare, so nothing. The few times I’ve played didn’t last long either, so not much happened anyway. It got old quickly.

Ever played seven minutes in heaven? No.

Do you believe in reincarnation? Why or why not? No.

The Hunger Games or The Maze Runner? The Hunger Games. I never read or saw The Maze Runner.

Have you ever been to Australia? No.

If not, would you like to go? Sure.

To what state would you like to go in Australia? Hmm. Perhaps Queensland or New South Wales.

What about America, have you ever been? I’m American.

If not, would you like to go to America?

To what state would you like to go in America? There’s several states I’d like to visit, one being New York.

Has there ever been a time you were scared of a stranger? Yes. I’ve felt uncomfortable in public situations where I got bad vibes or sensed something bad.

Has anyone you’ve known claimed to be psychic? No.

Did/do you believe them? --

Have you ever had a beer bong? No.

What about a bong? No.

Do you even smoke? Not anymore, but I did a few times in my early 20s.

Is anything annoying you right now? Not at the current moment.

Any friends who are constantly venting about their boyfriend?

Have you ever been ice-skating? Nope.

Does the sound of rain at night help you sleep? I love the sound of rain, but I always have earphones in at night so I wouldn’t hear it.

Have you ever seen an albino person, in person? Yes.

Have you ever worn a pair of scrubs? No.

Do you obsessively apply lip-gloss or lip balm? Nope. I should apply it at least sometimes because my lips do get dry often.

Anything in your room that you’re hiding from your parents or someone else? Nah.

Have you ever walked into a massive cobweb? EW, yes.

When you can tell that someone’s lying, do you call them out on it? Ehhh, it depends.

Have you ever hallucinated? No.

How are you? Been feeling under the weather the past week.

What would you say is your strongest felt emotion right now? I just feel meh.

Have you ever felt abandoned? Yes.

Where are you? I’m in my room.

Have you ever wished on a shooting star? No. I’ve never even seen one.

Did it come true?

Are you talking to anyone at the moment? Nope.

What’s been the worst part of this day? Today was okay.

Do you have trust issues? No. My issue is that I just have a hard time opening up to people and expressing myself. I don’t like the focus and attention on me and talking about myself, despite what you might think since I do a lot of that in surveys. But to me it’s like writing in a diary or shouting into the void even though people obviously read and see my answers. However, I’m not talking to someone and expressing my feelings and thoughts face to face and getting a response (though sometimes people comment on something I said, but you get what I mean) or seeing their reaction or anything. It’s different.

Have you ever found an arrow head? No.

Who is with you? My family is home, but they’re all in their rooms asleep.

What can you not stop thinking about? A lot of things. My mind is a jumbled mess. Stuff plays on a loop.

Is there anything you want or need right now? I’m hungry, but I don’t want to make my nightly bowl of ramen quite yet. I have a schedule I like to keep, so I make it around the same time every night. I still have like an hour and a half to wait.

Do have faith in yourself? No. :/

What about your goals? I don’t really have any. :/

Who last encouraged you to better yourself? My family has always been encouraging and supportive and want the best for me.

Do you forgive easily? I do.

What has changed about you recently? Nothing. That’s the problem.

Anything your excited about or looking forward to? No. I’m sad that last year around this time my family and I were planning our trip to Disneyland and we were super excited. It was fun having something like that to look forward to. This year there isn’t anything.

Have you ever been called a slut or whore? Just jokingly with friends.

What was the last thing that aggravated you? Mehh. I just get in these moody and irritable moods a lot for seemingly no reason and because of that anything can irritate me.

In what part of your life so far, have you learnt the most about yourself? I have in some ways these past few years. Are you more sad or happy right now? Sad.

Have you ever been in a fist fight? Nope.

Are you comfortable? I’m alright.

Who do you miss? My loved ones who have passed.

Are things easier said than done? That’s true for a lot of things.

What aggravates you most about people in general? The close mindedness and people just following along with the herd without looking into things themselves and forming their own opinions. Too many people just go along with stuff and they don’t seem to know what’s really going on. So much misinformation gets spread that way, too.

Are your ears pierced? Yeah, my earlobes are.

What did you last say out loud? “Goodnight.”

What are you waiting on? I’m waiting to make my ramen.

What’s on the t.v. at the moment? King of Queens.

Do you like anything about being angry? No? It’s not a pleasant feeling.

Who did you last hug? My mom.

Did you have a summer job this year? I’ve never had a summer job. Or a job, ever.

What do you smell right now? Nothing at the moment.

Where do you wish you were? I’m fine where I’m at.

The last thing you did before this? My mom and I caught up on one of our shows we watch.

Do you get surprises often? No.

Name a crime you have committed? Downloaded music and movies. I’m real rebel.

Do you tell people when they get on your nerves? I have when it was my brother, but typically no I don’t.

Do you have any regrets? I have many. :/

Are your feelings hurt easily? I’m sensitive. Sometimes more than other times.

What is your stance on keeping gifts or mementos from past relationships? I’m someone who keeps stuff like that.

Have you ever hooked up with someone that one of your close friends had already dated or hooked up with? Nope.

Have you ever disowned/been disowned by a family member? No.

What's the most expensive piece of clothing you have? Did you buy it yourself? My Adidas tracksuits and sweatshirts that were gifted to me from my parents.

What brings out the best in you? Hmm.

Who is your closest platonic friend of the opposite sex?

Have you ever taken a break in a relationship with the intention of getting back together? How did it go? No, I haven’t been in that situation.

When was the last time you were ill? I feel crappy a lot of the time, but the last time I was sick-sick was back in October.

How do you think your first relationship shaped who you are as a partner now? I haven’t had a real relationship to be honest. At 31 years old and very little experience with that kind of thing, that certainly will play a role if I do ever have a relationship.

What is the worst thing you've done to another person? I completely withdrew and distanced myself from my friends a few years ago. I’m such a shitty person.

Who is your favourite protagonist of the same sex? Leslie Knope or Lorelai Gilmore. <<< Lorelai Gilmore is definitely one of mine, too. I have many favorites, though.

Were you popular in high school? What was your reputation like? Haha no, not at all.

Have you ever sent someone naked pictures? No.

What app needs to be invented ASAP? I don’t know. There seems to be an app for everything.

Have you named any of your posessions? Stuff like my stuffed animals.

Have you always known your sexual orientation or did something happen to make you realize it? It wasn’t something I thought about until I started getting into boys and having crushes, which was when I was in the 3rd grade.

What make up do you wear on a regular basis? I don’t wear makeup anymore.

What was the hardest part of your last break up? When Joseph decided he was done with whatever it was we had going on and that he didn’t feel the same way I did and had no interest in being in an actual relationship with me, I took it very hard because I had been very clear and open with my feelings and that was very hard for me to do. I laid it all out there, mustering up the courage to do so, and got rejected. He completely played and used me, knowing how I felt, and it hurt. A lot.

What brought you out of the hardest period in your life? I’m still going through it. These past few years have really done a number on me.

Have you ever deleted your Facebook or other social media? Nope.

Have you ever lost or gained weight very quickly? What happened? I became underweight a few years ago due to health reasons and I haven’t been able to gain weight and get back to a healthy weight.

#personal #text #survey #surveys

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tunaaa · 4 years

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Hello! I have a birthday on 20th of July. Can I ask scenario about GoM, Kuroko and Kagami (not separated) congratulate me on my birthday? If possible, send it on 20th of July, please.

Birthday | GOM + Kagami

A/N: I’m getting lots of requests these days 🥳🥳🥳 and they’re doing a good job keeping me busy,,,,,,,,N E wayyyyy HAPPY BIRTHDAYYYYYY! I hope you enjoy this and stay safe 💗💗

Pairing: GOM + Kagami x reader

Genre: Fluff

Back to the Masterlist

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Hot. It’s so hot. This year’s July was basically hell. All you wanted to do was to huddle up in your room watching anime snacking on some chips and soda. But noooo Kagami and Kuroko insistes to taking you out to the new mall that just opened up. Not that you were complaining, since you still had to buy some stationery for the new school year.

But as revenge, you dragged both of them to almost every store and spent at least an hour in each of them. No gonna lie, Kuroko and Kagami make wonderful models. Kuroko could really pull off an aloof cool kid look while Kagami has more of a delinquent vibe.

Either way you had a hell lot of fun dressing them up. Although you can’t say the same for them. They looked like they just played 17 basketball games within the last 4 hours.

“Umm! Wait!”

You heard Kagami yell as you were about to walk into another store. You looked back at their tired figures. Kagami tried to balance an abnormal amount of bags with kuroko beside him trying to balance two. It was an odd sight.

“Hm? What’s wrong?”

In all honesty you knew they couldn’t handle a full blown shopping trip, nevertheless you were surprised they held out this long. You decide you’ve tortured them enough for today and let them off the hook.

“Ahh….ehhh..”

You watched in amusement as Kagami struggled to come up with an excuse to stop you from entering another store. Finally Kuroko spoke up, saving Kagami.

“Let’s get lunch”

He struggled to point his left hand towards Maji Burger.

“YES! YES! LET'S GET LUNCH”

You swore you saw fire in his eyes. Letting out a sigh, you allowed them to do as they wish and walked to Maji Burgers. You ordered a normal burger set consisting of a burger, medium soda, and medium fries. While Kagami ordered at least 20 different burgers and a large soda. Strangely you never saw Kuroko order but he was already waiting for you guys with a vanilla shake.

“Alright, tell me what’s wrong”

“W-W-What do y-y-you mean”

Kagami started sweating buckets, looking at anywhere but you. They were really suspicious from the beginning. Asking you out randomly, insisting that you should stay longer, and their reaction just proved that they’re hiding something from you.

“Y/n-San, I heard there’s a new arcade that opened up near here. Wanna check it out later?”

“WAIT, RLLY?”

Kuroko nodded his head confirming your thoughts. Successfully diverting your attention on the topic, you gobbled up your burger set and finish within record time.

You guys spent the rest of your day at the arcade (mostly at the claw machine, but you didn’t hear it from me). You noticed something wrong when they continuously check the phone, seemingly looking for a notification. You asked them what was wrong, only for them to assure you that there was nothing wrong.

It was even more suspicious when they insisted on walking you home at 5 pm. The sun was still shining, far from sunset.

As you guys walk up the stairs towards your apartment, you eye them up and down trying to find a clue to their actions. Slowly you unlocked your door and opened it.

“SURPRISE”

You let out a startled scream. Calming down, you surveyed your living room. Balloons of all different colors and messages everywhere, a big banner hanging from the ceiling, a pile of wrapped gifts at the corner of the room, but what caught your eye was the 6 layer (fav. flavor) cake on the coffee table. It was super extravagant, i think we all know was in charge of the cake.

“Oh...right. It’s my birthday today”

“Stupid, even forgot her birthday”

Aomine snarky comments from the side.

“Shapdaup, I thought it was next week”

A dark red blush covered your face. Suddenly you felt a hand patting you on the head, you lifted your head and saw Akashi in front of you.

Before he could say anything, Murasakibara and Midorima started fighting over the cake.

“Alright alright, let’s cut the cake”

You were worried about what you were gonna do with the leftover cake, but with the team effort between Murasakibara, Aomine and Kagami they finished every last crumb and was still hungry. Foreseeing that this would happen, Akashi ordered 2 large pizzas. After everyone was kinda full (it was virtually impossible), you decided to open your presents.

Kise got you a pair of earrings (if you don’t have ear holes, you can always replace it with a necklace or any other jewelry). Midorima got you a lucky item based on your star sign. Kuroko got you basketball keychains. Murasakibara got you his favorite snack, maiubou, not that you were expecting anything else. Kagami and Aomine got you (fav. animal) plushies (somehow without killing each other). You were surprised, you thought they would give you a basketball. Akashi’s present really took the cake. Even you had no idea you wanted this, he already knew.

After unwrapping the gifts, everyone decided to play some board games. As expected, it did not end well. Kagami and Aomine’s rivalry was difficult enough to handle, but Midorima and Murasakibara arguing took it to another level. Only Akashi and Kuroko played the game seriously, while you and Kise tried to calm everyone down.

After what seems like forever, game time finally ended with Akashi winning everything. You looked at the clock and it was 9 pm already. 4 hours of partying had drained any energy you had left.

And that’s how your birthday ended this year, passed out in the living room with your friends.

#knb scenarios #kuroko no basket #kuroko tetsuya #kagami taiga #aomine daiki #akashi seijirou #kise ryouta #midorima shintarou #murasakibara atsushi

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icare4noone · 4 years

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UWMA - Inclination

UWMA (Hemp Rope) universe - up to Chapter 3

Pairing: Win X Team, Win’s POV

Length: Oneshot

It’s hard to not repeat words for words since this oneshot is following closely to the timeline. So I’m omitting much of the dialogues from this oneshot. I set out to write from Team’s point of view but I ended up with Win’s pov.

English is my second language, and I haven’t written anything in more than 2 years.

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“I know Dean, I know what I’m doing.”

Win still remembers his word to Dean back at their club the other day, and he really did mean every word of that sentence, in that moment. Team is a very promising junior of their club. He’s still a first year, just a fresher. Seniors should naturally take care of their juniors, and not…. Take care…

Team puts a hand to his forehead, and rubs his palm slowly back and forth against his skin to wave away the sudden intruded heated image. He did take care of Team alright. He volunteered himself to take care of Win’s need that night, and then he proceeded to take care of the boy’s body all night long. He could hear again now Team’s breathy moan…Win shakes his head a few times to bring himself back to the present.

Speaking of the hurricane, Team, the junior himself enters Win’s line of sight in the convenient store. It must not be what, 7 A.M. yet? Win walks closer to Team, and his hand instinctively reaches out to take the bag of chip away from Team. Ehhh more sodium. His eyes quickly glance down to check his junior’s shopping cart, and just as he predicted, more snack.

The younger man curses at Team’s sudden appearance next to him. His mouth seems energetic as usual.

Win starts chastising Team for eating junk food so early in the morning. How many times does he need to tell Team not to eat so much sodium. It’s not healthy for our bodies. As he reprimands Team, his hands grab rice, chicken and milk to put into the other person’s basket. How is he supposed to not think about Team, when the younger man can’t seem to take care of himself properly huh?

The junior who’s been on Win’s mind so much lately retorts back in his usual gruffness. He can’t look straight at Win’s eyes today though. His eyes alternate between looking briefly at Win’s face, looking down at his food basket, and at the snack he can’t get anymore more in Win’s presence.

Win turns fully to study the younger man before him, as his entire focus is now set on studying Team’s face. He had told Team before that he was good at studying. It’s not an exaggeration. It’s less about him bragging, and more of a desire that he wants the younger man to know more about who he is. A desire he’s not in a hurry to examine deeply into it. He has a keen observation, and a good memorization when it comes to matter he’s interested in.

Win’s lips close to form a smile as he looks over at Team’s usual black hair parted in the middle, still soft dark brown eyes even if Team, for some unfathomable reason at the moment, can’t look straight at him.

Ah, dark circle under his eyes. Was he not sleeping enough? Win’s mind wonders. He should be rightfully annoyed at the younger man. Competition is coming soon, and everyone needs to be as healthy as possible. See? How can he leave Team alone?

Win’s lips should form a scowl at this new thought, but his smile stays fixed as his eyes travel down Team’s baby face. For a guy who’s almost as tall as Win, Team has such a grumpy baby face. He’s going to be a handsome guy though in another year, not cute at all.

Win’s smile is fighting to become a full grin as his eyes settle on Win’s full lips parted lightly at the silence between them. The other boy blinks, almost as if he’s waiting for Win’s next step so he can react. Team may have a lot of blunt fighting words, but at the core he’s respectful and listens well to his seniors, well most of the time anyway.

A different desire comes and Win feeds it without a second thought. He reaches out to touch below Team’s eyes. Really, Team is not cute at all, the little mouse.

#until we meet again #uwma fanfiction #pairing: win x team #oneshot #fanfiction #I stole this title from one of my old fics

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junkosakura01 · 4 years

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A Gift for Lucifer

Updated fic in my AO3 account: junkosakura01

* Fanfic based on Lucifer’s 2020 birthday event + one major spoiler.

* Junko is my “Obey Me!” in-game name & [ideal] persona here. IRL I can do simple massages like in this fanfic (and no, I can’t make one moan like this one, lol). Please also excuse my biases here.

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Before the surprise party plan for Lucifer was set into motion, and Junko was almost seen through by the man himself, Asmodeus had given Junko some extra tips to win over the birthday boy.

“As much as I appreciate your help, Asmo, but I still don’t know what to give him…” Junko’s stoic face remains the same, yet her tone of voice felt sad.

She has been with them for a long while now, and a lot has already happened—reconciling the brothers with each other and even learning about her ancestor.

“Want me to help set up a romantic mood when you both get back?” Asmodeus smiled but there was a hint of slyness in his tone.

Ever since after they learned Junko is Lilith’s descendant, Asmodeus was always the one who notices her being nervous sometimes when she’s with Lucifer.

“Thanks, Asmo, but I think I can find one during our da—I mean, the plan tomorrow.”

“Hmm~ If you say so, Junko~” He grinned at her, and for hearing her almost a say a certain word.

The next day, Junko and Lucifer were out on their date, with Mammon and Leviathan in tow hiding from them. Unfortunately, those two were eventually found out by Lucifer and sent them home, but Junko played dumb so the party won’t be ruined.

“I’ll trust you for now. Come, let’s continue.”

“Yes, Lucifer. Let’s go shopping over there.”

Moving on, they also went to a shop for a bit and bought matching necklaces for each other. Their date ended when Junko’s phone alarm rang, signaling party time. They soon returned home, and Lucifer was greeted with smiles and cheers. Diavolo laughed at him because he was right when he expected Lucifer to forget his own birthday.

“Ah yes, today is my birthday,” Lucifer grimaced. His embarrassment surprised them but he immediately reverted to his usual face again.

“We all prepared this for you.” Junko said as she gently tugged on Lucifer’s sleeve.

“Is that so? I’m glad it didn’t turn into a disaster,” Lucifer retorted.

“My livestream was a disaster though…” said Leviathan as he gently caressed his camera. “Those juicy moments between them was—“

“Ooh! Yeah, I was enjoying that!” Asmodeus frowned. “Gosh, Lucifer, you should’ve let him and save it as a remembrance.

“Ehh…?” Junko grimaced at them, but inside she was feeling embarrassed.

After everyone had given their messages and now eating, Junko sheepishly went near Lucifer’s face and whispered, “I… I have something to give you too, but can I go to your room later for it…?

Surprised, Lucifer’s eyes widen with his fork halfway out from his mouth. He didn’t expect her to say that. Like a confused Mammon, a lot of scenarios ran through his mind, wondering about her gift.

“Sure, I’ll be expecting you then.” Lucifer replied and ate another piece of cake. He didn’t bother to press her further.

“Ah, thank you, Lucifer!” Junko faintly smiled and caught his attention, so did Asmodeus.

”I guess she found out what to give him, eh?” Asmodeus smirked at them. He’s also the only one who noticed their matching necklaces, but he assumed that it wasn’t the one Junko planned to give as a present.

“What are you mumbling about, Asmo?” Satan asked as he grabbed his plate away from Beelzebub, who was aiming his fork on Satan’s plate.

“Oh nothing, I’m just talking to myself.”

Later that evening, after the party and everyone else were in their rooms, Junko silently went to Lucifer’s room and then knocked on the door.

“It’s me. Can I come in?”

Something clicked and made the door slightly ajar, she then went inside. On his chair, Lucifer was enjoying a glass of blood wine while reading a book.

“You’re finally here. What is it that you want to give me?”

The timid and quiet girl didn’t reply, but instead raised her hands up as if she was trying to scare or scratch him.”

“I don’t get it.” He bluntly said. His eyebrows slightly furrowed and he was starting to feel annoyed.

“I’m confident in giving massages… We already got matching necklaces, but this is something I wanted to give you. Plus, if I told you earlier, they might hear it and get misunderstood.”

“Alright, I forgive you,” he smiled at her, “But you were a little misleading earlier too. You had a different expression on your face while telling me. Asmo was also giving us a strange look as well.”

“Ah… Haha…” She laughed softly from being embarrassed.

The proud eldest demon brother sighed but with a relaxed look on his face. Putting down his wine glass and book, he then sat on his bed. A pat on it signaled her to follow.

“Sorry, but I need you to take your clothes off. Back massages are best without it.”

“You’re pretty bold and assertive right now,” he chuckled. “I’d rather not, but if you say so.”

Slowly he started undressing—making her flinch after every top layer was removed. He’s unaware of her current expression right now.

Being weak to good-looking people, specifically handsome men, Junko can’t help but fawn over his revealed body and reflexively hides her face in embarrassment. It’s also the first time Lucifer had shown some skin to anyone other than Diavolo when they went to the beach together.

“Hehe… What, was it just an act? I thought you were going to give me a massage.”

“Ugh… That grin…!” She thought, and had a pained yet satisfied look on her face. “A-Ahem…! Now lie face down.”

He did as he was told and she nervously positioned herself near him while on his bed, “É-Excuse me…” She softly said.

After stretching her arms and hands to warm up, she started massaging him from his head, then to his shoulders, to halfway down his back. At first she had trouble with how stiff Lucifer’s back is, but as it went on, she was also trying to calm herself after hearing him moan and groan from the massage.

“Ah…! That spot… Mm…”

“Yeah, this lump is a sore spot. I bet there’s a lot more; I’ll beat those up too.”

“Go easy on me…”

“This is already my normal massaging strength. You must be so tired, Lucifer,” she said and then pressed him harder with her palms, “I know you’re doing a lot, but I never expected your back to be this stiff! You should really learn to take a break sometimes.”

“Hngh…!” he huffed and tried to suppress it, but he was also enjoying the pain melting away. “Haah…ha…”

“If it’s getting painful, tell me, okay?”

“Just carry on… Ah! I’m not just used to this… Gaah…”

“Please stop being like that…you’re going to give me a heart attack…” She thought again. She felt her cheeks slightly warm and her blank expression was starting to break from seeing glimpses of Lucifer’s sexy yet pained look, also while he’s trying to bury his face on his pillow.

“Lucifer… Really, please tell me if it’s hurting you now…” her tone was starting to crack as well and having a huge urge to laugh at him too. Right now, she’s the only one seeing him in this vulnerable state giving into a good back massage, and she can’t help but feel happy about it too.

“No…continue if you’re still not finished yet… Augh…” he replied weakly, but now his face was completely buried on his pillow. Junko finally chuckled a bit and switched to a gentler pressing since his muscles became tender.

After several kneading and down to his lower back, which made Lucifer yelp a bit from the pain, she asked him to sit up next so she could move on to his arms. She sat next to him, and with her small, feminine hands, Lucifer was surprised that was exerting a decent amount of force in massaging him from the start. The tension in Lucifer’s arms seems to have faded away too when his expression relaxed some more.

“When did you learn how to do this?”

“My mother always asked me for one whenever she needed it. I learned when I was young.”

“I see. This has been very comforting, thank you, Junko. My body feels lighter now.”

“Good. You’re welcome. “She nodded and continued massaging his hands as it she was playing with it.

Strong, big hands…it was definitely different from hers and Asmodeus’, who has a beautiful body and was the first to experience her skill. Lucifer’s hands were often covered in gloves so this is also the first time she sees the red nail polish on his fingernails.

“What’s wrong?”

Junko shook her head, “Nothing. It’s…just that your hands are bigger than mine.”

“Of course it is,” Lucifer chuckled and patted her head.

“Okay, we’re done now. How do you feel? I’m sure you’ll be able to sleep well tonight.”

“Indeed. I’ll return the favor someday and when you need it too. Or do you want me to massage you too right now while you’re still here?”

Her eyes widen and could feel him teasing her. “E-Ehhh…!?”

”Kidding. You’ve finally given me a different expression again. You’re going to end up grumpy like Satan if you keep that stoic face on,” he smirked at her, but he was actually trying to contain his laughter.

“Geez…” she sighed in disappointment. “It’s not a favor, but if you say so… Thanks, I’ll look forward to what you’ll come up with.” Junko replied, with her head down in embarrassment, but she was smiling.

-End-

(Bonus)

#fanfic #fanfiction #obey me shall we date #obey me! shall we date?#obeymeshallwedate #obeymelucifer #obey me! one master to rule to all!

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shortsunshineposts · 5 years

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BTS as Students

Jungkook

Jungkook sat in front of you in almost every class you were taking. He also fell asleep in almost every class you were taking. It frustrated you to no end. Not only did he not pay attention, but he aced every exam and every paper, while you struggled along with the rest of the class. On this particular day he was slumped in his chair passed out as usual. Your professor was lecturing about some dead guy who wasn’t all that interesting. You were staring blankly at your book when all the sudden a mop of brown hair broke your trance. Jungkook had leaned back so far his head was now resting up on your desk in front of you. You scoffed annoyed at his antics. You looked down at his sleeping face ready to poke his stupid nose to wake him up, but you stopped when you saw his soft features. His partially parted lips, his deep breaths, his lightly closed eyes. You found yourself brushing his bangs out of his face and carding your fingers through his hair. He just looked so peaceful. You eventually lose interest in the lecture entirely and begin to see how many pens you could balance on his forehead without waking him up. It was adorable. Just as you were about to place the last of your pens on the tower you’ve created the lecture ends and his eyes flutter open. Sitting up about eight pens fell into lap. You sat back in your chair hand covering your mouth your cheeks burning. He begins to laugh and turns to you.

“These are yours i’m guessing.” He said placing the pens on your desk. “Maybe you’ll get higher next time.” He winked at you as he left the class.

Namjoon

You walked into your class and sat down at your spot in the front of the room. You began taking out your laptop and your study materials ready to focus for the next hour. Sat down next to you was Kim Namjoon, he was the smartest kid in class, well aside from you of course. He took out his notebook and pens. His notes looked like those notes you see on pinterest or tumblr. It was organized, color coded, and he had the neatest handwriting. The only difference between those notes and his were the song lyrics and poems that filled the edges of the pages. Bits and pieces of various works, some from well known works others original. You loved to steal his notes whenever you were absent from class in order to take a peek at his writing. He really did have a way with words. Today he had his hair pushed back revealing his forehead and dark rimmed glasses framed his face. He concentrated on the page in front of him jotting down his latest masterpiece in the margins. You hadn’t realized you were staring until he was waving a hand in front of your face.

“Y/n?” He said leaning his head down to meet your stare.

“What? Oh sorry must’ve spaced out.” You said shaking your head, a light dusting of pink on your cheeks.

“If you really want to hear my writing we should hang out after class.” He said smiling at you, dimples prominent. “Trust me they’re a lot better strung together.”

Jin

You walked into class just as the clock hit the hour, not a minute early or a minute late. Unfortunately most of the class had already got there and the only seat left was in the back. You sat down next a taller boy with wide shoulders. It looked like he was already browsing the web with his notes pushed to one side before the professor had even started talking. You settled in getting ready for the next hour to go by. The lecture was lackluster, your professor was very old and very boring. About half of the class was on their phones or Netflix part way in.

“Next we’ll be talking about exponential equations.” Your Professor said switching powerpoints.

“Exponential equations are a pain in my asymptote.” The boy next to you huffed. You couldn’t help but giggle at his pun. He smiled lightly at his computer screen. He opened up a second document and chose a large font big enough so you could see it. He began typing out the most ridiculous puns you had ever seen. Dad level bad. You couldn’t help but laugh, you held your hand over your mouth and hid your face behind your computer screen trying not to disrupt the class. The boy seemed to be just as amused at his own jokes.

My name’s Jin he typed out we should sit next to each other more often :)

Jimin

Front row right in front of the board, that was where I always sat. It wasn’t cause I was short or I had trouble seeing. No, no it definitely wasn’t that. My grades just couldn't be what they are if I was sitting back any farther. I took out my notebook like usual and opened it to where we left off. Sketches and doodles adorned the pages amongst poorly written notes and messy handwriting. The seat next to me always sat empty, always. It sat up against the wall and the professor’s computer setup was right in front of it. It was a very undesirable seat. It was almost impossible to see the whole board. The clock hit the hour and the professor began to get ready. Suddenly from the back of the class a girl walked in, she quickly walked up the front of the room and handed the professor a note. I had never seen her before. If I had I’d remember, she was gorgeous.

“Welcome to the class Miss y/n.” The professor looked around the classroom. “Jimin.” I looked up from my notes.

“Yes professor?”

“The seat next to you is usually vacant, y/n will be sitting next to you from now on. Please help her catch up with notes or anything else she may need.”

“O-okay.” I said. My pulse sped up and my hand felt a little sweaty. She took a seat next to me, I smiled at her.

“Sorry you got stuck with me, I hope you didn’t mind getting volunteered like that. I’m y/n.” She said apologetically.

“It’s alright, I don’t mind.” She took out her notebook which was covered in artwork. Much like the art that covered my own. “I think this will work out just fine.”

Taehyung

“Pleaseee tell me you watched the new episode last night.” Taehyung begged of you as you went to take your seat next to his.

“Tae, we had a ten page paper due today.” You rolled your eyes at him. “And you know your girl waited until last night to write it, so no I did not get to watch it.”

“Ehhh ten pages is nothing y/n. In fact I wrote it while watching.” He said clearly proud of himself.

“Well not all of us can multitask like you do.” You rolled your eyes at him.

“Well it’s a good thing you have me then cause your gonna watch it now whether you like it or not. Don’t worry I’ll take notes for the both of us.” He winked at you. Your cheeks turned a little pink at his gesture.

“Tae no offense but your notes never make sense to anyone but you.”

“Pleaseeeee.” He looked at you with puppy dog eyes.

“Fine, I’ll watch but you have to make your handwriting legible.” You caved, he was too cute for his own good.

“Deal!” He said already placing his laptop in front of you.

Yoongi

Gym class was the worst. Why you even had to take a gym class as a college student was beyond you. Sports were not your thing, the only hand eye coordination you had was with a gaming controller and even that was subpar. Today’s torture, basketball. Had you ever made a basket before? Nope. Was today gonna change that probably not. You opted to stay off to the side bouncing the ball to make it look like you were participating. You looked over at all the other kids in your class. One of them being Min Yoongi. He was a quiet kid kept mostly to himself except for a few close friends. Surprisingly he was doing really well playing against other students much taller than him. When class was over you decided to hang back for a moment, you weren’t sure why, but you stood in front of one of the baskets.

“What are you doing?” A voice came from behind you. You turned around startled. It was Yoongi. “I saw you during class today, standing by yourself, you looked like you didn’t even want to touch the ball.”

“I uh, sports really aren’t my thing.” You looked at your feet.

“You want me to show you how?”

“What?” You looked up at him.

“How to shoot dummy.” He smirked. “Here.” He placed the ball in your hands and showed you where to hold it. He moved you a little closer to the hoop for safe measure and demonstrated what you should do. It took a few tries, but eventually the ball made it into the hoop.

“See? You’re not that bad.” He flashed you a quick gummy smile. “Let me know if you need help with anything else.” He said leaving just as quietly as he came in.

Hoseok

“Hey there good looking.” Hoseok said as you sat down next to him.

“Oh hush.” You say back lightly hitting him. “I can’t believe I have to sit next to you in another class.” You shook your head.

“Your so mean to me.” He gasped, hand grasping his chest. “Too bad you love me too much.”

“Yeah too bad.” You rolled your eyes. Hoseok was in a few of your classes. Though to the outside eye it might look like there’s bad blood between you two he was one of your closest friends and you were happy he had to suffer through all this with you. He made class actually somewhat interesting, mostly by never shutting up and talking to you the whole time, mostly through text. Professors hated him because even though he never paid attention he always answered their questions correctly. It was a superpower.

“So you admit it you do love me!” He said hugging you.

“Get off me loser.” You said pushing him off you. A few minutes after class started your phone buzzed.

For real tho you look amazing today ❤️

#bts reaction #bts reactions #bts #bangtan #bts senarios #bts imagines #bts senario #bts imagine #namjoon #jin #hoseok #yoongi #jimin #taehyung #jungkook #bts fanfiction #bts fanfic

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writer-and-artist27 · 5 years

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A Knight and Princess

I find it strange that when I am at my loneliest, when everyone is asleep and away, when I desperately want hugs the most, I write fluff like this the best.

For @withanina, because I couldn’t help but think of you when writing this with our talks on Fate in general. And tagging @raspberryusagi too, since your Sketch-September stuff might’ve inspired this too.

Another Healing Over Time preview for the upcoming Chapter 4. Takes place after this snippet.

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When our time together numbered a month, it became obvious that Saber was not really an emotionally honest person. Aside from saying whatever was necessary to carry a polite conversation and the occasional question about Konoha, Saber seemed more and more closed off with each day. In spite of our talk on the Grail and our shared habit of using telepathy with one another, it became increasingly common to find her silently standing at my side, attending to what she could without much commentary.

There were a lot of times I wanted to ask more about her life. About what it was like to be a Servant, to be King Arthur in her past life. Still, there was something about her demeanor every time I approached her that made any sense of talking sputter out long before I could even muster the courage.

It was like Saber was waiting for something to happen, standing on guard for some kind of invisible threat. Like when Kei was waiting with Team Minato on a stake-out for an enemy to come trying to kill.

Today, it seemed, was no different.

A gentle hand always shook my shoulder to signify morning, and once I opened my eyes, Saber’s bright green ones stared at me. “Good morning, Milady,” she said dutifully with a smile, and I rubbed my eyes once she moved the futon cover off my person. “It is time to get up.”

“Ayeeeeee…” was the sleepy reply, and then I don’t know what came over me. A yawn left my lips, I sat up in my futon and then in my sleepy haze, I found myself making a trust fall. Kinda. Maybe it was my unconscious mind acting on my desire to know Saber better, or a part of me just wanting a hug. Thankfully, Saber merely jolted once before wrapping an arm around my shoulders, holding me up while letting me lean on her.

“Tomoko?” she went gently, questioningly over my head.

My heart was beating against my chest now, but I shook my head, scooting closer to take in Saber’s presence. “I’m sorry, Art-san, just let me have this a bit, please?”

I want to do more for you, but I don’t know what to do.

I want to help you, but I don’t know how.

I wanted to say it like I could in my thoughts. Still. My mouth opened, but the words just wouldn’t come out. I ducked my head and rested my nose against Saber’s shirt, taking in her scent for a bit. Laundry detergent. She smelled like laundry detergent. It was nice.

Saber hummed, acknowledging the nickname before raising her free hand to wrap around my front, completing the impromptu hug. “Alright, Milady.” Something was gently brushing my hair, and it took a second for me to realize that it was actually Saber’s hand, working with the tangles that came with bedhead. “Just a bit.”

“Thankie, Saber.” I closed my eyes, inhaling the smell that was becoming a signature of sorts for my Servant. My heart was still beating hard against my chest. I couldn’t stay here forever. “And, Saber?”

Saber hummed again, her chin atop my head now. “What is it, Milady?”

The familiar three words were on my tongue. “Um.” But it felt different this time. It felt like I couldn’t say it now, especially when I truly didn’t know Saber as a person yet. Sure, I said it after our talk about the Holy Grail, but right now, in the early morning? It didn’t feel right. I raised one of my arms to hug her back, squeezing. “Y-You don’t have to keep waking me up like this,” I floundered with instead, my voice high-pitched and uncertain. “I’m happy being with you normally, Art-san. You don’t have to look out for me.”

“But you are my Master, Tomoko.” Saber was still brushing through my hair, a clicking noise echoing above my head. Did she click her tongue? “It is natural as your Servant that I look out for you.”

That definitely was an answer, but my heart beat unhappily. My gut twisted in on itself too, and a frown played with my lips. My voice must’ve reflected it too, because Saber jolted again when I spoke up. “Is that the only reason?”

I don’t even know why I asked the question. It felt intrusive, almost nosy even, if I could say that, but before I could take it back, Saber tightened the hug. Eh?

“…No,” she said after a moment, and I looked up to see her eyebrows crinkle in what I could’ve labeled a fond expression just from how her green eyes seemed softer somehow. Loving, even. Or was it just me? I could see myself in her eyes, and I didn’t know what to make of it. “I have my own reasons too, Milady, and it is nothing you should worry about.” She smiled, and a hand was brushing my bangs back. “Merely accept my actions as a gesture of gratitude in return for your kindness.”

Eh? “S-Saber, I didn’t do anything—”

Words failed me once Saber leaned in to press a kiss to my forehead. I didn’t even know if she meant it in a sisterly manner like Kei or if it was in a jesting kind of interaction to quiet my worries. Instead, it was like everything, from time to space itself, it had all stopped. It didn’t even occur to me that the subsequent weird squeaks echoing in the air were actually coming from me and that Saber was chuckling.

“Fweh—? Nyeh—? Ehhh—?”

I could’ve been a broken record.

Even then, Saber didn’t seem to mind if her chuckling was any sign. Why was she doing this? What was going on? “You did so much more than you think, Milady.” The words were gently whispered against my forehead, and I tried not to shiver. “Do not delude yourself otherwise.”

Another kiss pressed against my head before the hands on my back withdrew and I found myself unintentionally reaching out for Saber’s touch before she took both of my hands instead. “Now then, it is still morning, Milady.” With almost no effort at all, she pulled me to my feet, the glint in her green eyes never fading. “Let us get started on the day.”

My face probably must’ve looked like a heater, because Saber guided me out to the bathroom and kitchen, never letting go of my hands the entire time.

I couldn’t help but wonder what I did to deserve this kind of treatment from the former King Arthur.

#healing over time #hoshino tomoko #arturia pendragon #i don't know what this is #writing #crossover #fanfiction preview #it's almost midnight #why am i writing #fluff #ship tease???#i don't know #i need to sleep

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tracle0 · 5 years

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TIME TO TALK ABOUT SUS

This time, by ‘sus’ I mean Glalis. I’ve done posts like this twice before, one about the masks in Glalis and the other one about the radio station in Sonder which you can check out if you want.

'Hey Trade what even is Glalis it sounds like a made-up word’ well you’re correct, it is. But aren’t most town names made-up words?

Glalis is an underground town, situated under Sonder. Sonder looks like this:

And Glalis is underneath that, up until the bit labelled ‘farming area’. It’s bigger than Sonder, obviously, and a hell of a lot darker. Because... underground.

‘Oh hey that’s neat and all but uh why are they underground if there’s a liveable island right there’ this goes into history buckle up kiddos.

Glalis was founded in the 13th century. Know what else was happening in the 13th century? There was some climate change, some soil exhaustion, minor things. More importantly, the Bubonic Plague was destroying Europe. This includes England, where Sonder is set.

Some people - the founders of Glalis - did not like having this disease, so (after checking they were all clean and good and not going to infect the others) they up and left their town, trying to find another new clean place to live.

Fun little fact - people in those days used to believe that diseases were carried via bad smells, hence in the nursery rhyme ‘ring a ring a roses’ there’s ‘a pocket full of posies’. Glalis founders were no different and were looking out for strong but sweet smells to overpower the stench of disease.

O hey this cavern down here has a bunch of glowing blue mushrooms that - woah, they smell really really sweet heck man let’s just set up camp down here.

So they did. And that’s how the grand little underground town of Glalis was born.

These glowing blue mushrooms are deadly - their spores, if you breathe them in, grow in your throat and suffocate you. But the spores are too heavy to be efficiently airborne, so you literally have to stand next to them and breathe heavily to be infected. They’re harmless as long as you’re wise about them. So they still grow there to this day, carefully sanctioned off and controlled.

Until I decide on an actual entrance, please assume this image from Undertale is the entrance to Glalis because art is dead and I’m not original sometimes.

‘They’ve only been underground since the 1300s? But you said that they have white hair, evolution doesn’t happen that quickly’ oh hey cool you read my comic sans powerpoint that’s very cool of you. You’re correct in all aspects of that: if they progressed through time like all of us, I don’t know how quickly they’d get white hair.

Good news for me, Glalis (and by default, Sonder) does not follow linear time. The way I described it is that they’re stuck in a bubble, which bounces through time (and space, but only in the UK, primarily England. It did show up once in Ireland, actually, but let’s just assume England). One day it could touch down in the 1400′s, the next in 2200. As long as there’s land to... land on, it could appear anywhere. And no, the land does not need to encompass where Sonder/Glalis would fit. It could appear on the little patch of grass outside your house. Space is weird.

As a result of the time issue, Glalis citizens could have been underground for thousands of lifetimes already, so I’d say the white hair has reason to be there and it’s not just me making up reasons for my antagonist to have white hair because I couldn’t decide on a hair colour.

‘Alright, whatever you weeb. You said Glalis was founded in the 1300′s - what about Sonder?’ wow, you’re really asking good questions today, reader, thank you, you make my job easier.

Sonder came later, in the late 1800s - the era of the Industrial Revolution and stuff. These kids were escaping the horrific working conditions (a bunch of those damn proletariate) and happened to stumble upon Sonder. They went ‘ehhh alright’ and set up shop.

Obviously, outside time means nothing to Sonder, so maybe they’ve been there for thousands of years - but they arrived after Glalis citizens had started to commonly have white hair.

It still took about six (nonlinear) months for Glalis and Sonder to first have contact, which was instigated while a party of Sonder people was setting up a farming location and a party of Glalis people were going above ground to harvest some of their crops. It was a big !!!!! fest, but eventually, the two towns sat down and talked through things.

One major thing they decided on quite early on was the splitting of food. Sonder would grow crops above ground because they enjoyed it and weren’t scared of the germs of the open air and also they had sunshine which is kinda needed for crop growth, and Glalis would rear animals (adding the animals that Sonder bought with them), as there’s a lot more room underground for the animals, and although they like it, animals don’t need sunlight to survive. They would share the food between the two populations, as organised by Sonder. So if one town underperformed in terms of producing food, they’d still get the same amount as the other town, and both would go sort of hungry for a year but wouldn’t starve.

‘Wow you put a lot of thought into that Trade - why?’

Sonder is a big meanie sometimes.

Also, fun fact, Sonder was a perfectly normal start-up town until Glalis made contact with them. They infected Sonder with the Weird, and Sonder did not know how to react so had to learn from Glalis.

Glalis was very kind and taught them how to survive the Weird, but they also threw in a few pranks. Rain is illegal in Sonder because Glalis said it was dangerous. It’s not dangerous, but Glalis isn’t going to tell them that anytime soon because it’s hilarious.

‘Well that’s interesting and all - crows? You mentioned crows? I like crows’ I also like crows they are very cool and also very smart.

Glalis, coming along in the 1300s as an escape from the Bubonic plague, is a town full of superstition. I’m sure one image you all know from the Bubonic plague era is that of the plague doctor:

What a cool mask. Well! Glalis saw that and went ‘huh that kinda looks like...’

‘Well, we better be nice to them and they’ll protect us from this terrifying plague.’

So they did. And crows, being the smart little nuggets they are, recognised that people in this area, and eventually, people with white hair, feed us, so we like them.

They’re semi-tame to citizens of Glalis at this point. If you’re in Sonder and you hear a crow, there’s probably an underground visitor nearby. Even in more recent years when Glalis has been struggling with food, they still bring a little bit out for the crows each time.

So yeah - the crows like Glalis people. Or people who feed them. Or both.

(awh look he’s smiling for once what a happy kid)

‘That’s pretty neat man. You mentioned masks underground - how did they come to be a thing?’ I have two answers for you, but we’ll go for the one that’s relevant to the story.

Masks are cool. Next question.

‘Trade you have to answer it you can’t just put stuff in your book for no reason’ I can and I will so don’t try me.

‘Alright, fine, whatever. You also mentioned ice skating?’ I vaguely mentioned ice skating in this post yes you are right. Ice skating is quite a big thing underground.

As seen in the map that yes, was painted, and no, I’m not the best painter but it was fun, there’s a big ol’ lake underground. It’s shaped like a whale and that is deliberate. Does it have meaning? No. I just like whales.

Anyway, underground = cold place. Cold place = water freezes. Water freezing = ice lake. The lake freezing is a hugely anticipated and celebrated event for Glalis, and midwinter is a time of great joy. Meanwhile, Sonder celebrates midsummer as an indication of the harvest about to start.

As a result of the freezing lake being so crucial to the culture, most people are good at travelling on ice, because, in winter, it’s a lot quicker to travel across the water than going around it. I would say that soldiers even train on ice because if you can win a fight on the ice you’re a lot more likely to win when not on the ice.

It’s never a big deal though dw dw dw it never comes into play within the book, not even once. Nuh-uh.

‘Okay so Glalis was cut off in the 1300s roughly - I’ve seen pictures of Andy with a gun and also red hoodie? What’s up with that, that’s too modern and also your book is set in England how did he get a gun’ are you referring to this picture

Yes? Yes. Cool.

So yes, Glalis/Sonder jump through time. As a result, people from all different time periods have stumbled onto Sonder. Not many, but a few. Mostly they’re deposited back into their own time when they leave. Sometimes they’re not.

When they do stumble into Sonder, all dangerous items they have are taken away. Mobile phones are included in this list, due to the fact they literally explode when in Sonder. These items are often stored underground because, once again, more room.

Sonder and Glalis also rarely visit each other. So although Sonder goes ‘hey don’t touch this stuff okay’ and Glalis goes ‘alright’ they still do it and they know they won’t get caught out. So Andy gets a snazzy hoodie. No, that’s not me reaching for an answer because I gave him clothes before I gave him a home, shut up.

Also in regards to the gun - they were banned in 1997, after the 1996 Dunblane school massacre. There’s every chance that the towns popped down before that point and someone wandered in who happened to have a gun. Heck, farmers are still allowed guns in England, the just have to be careful. Maybe it was a more recent find.

‘Wow you’ve really put a fair bit of thought into this, you nerd. Can we get one for idk Sonder itself?’ no, the summary for Sonder you get is the actual book. Sam - our narrator, the cool kid feeding the crow in one of the above pictures - spends a lot of time in Sonder and not enough time in Glalis. She records everything she finds out. You can find out with her.

Fun fact: I only like crows as much as I do because of this book

Tag last: (holy heck I have one of these now that’s exciting) @joyful-soul-collector

#writing #am writing #my writing #worldbuilding #writerblr #writeblr #writingblr #sonder #glalis #this got a lot longer than I thought it would #school shooting #school shotting tw #it's only a minor mention but uh #I'd rather be safe than sorry #also can I just say I'm very pleased with how I drew those crows #in the picture with Sam and Andy #like wow #nice job me

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brittanybutler · 5 years

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My thoughts on the novelization of the Kim Possible movie! Minor spoilers.

Okay, so I caved and bought a digital copy of the live action Kim Possible movie novelization and, uh... I have some thoughts. Continue reading for some general information and my opinion on the overall vibe. Nothing toooo spoiler-y or deep. Well, I get deep with my analysis... but I’m not analyzing anything too big. Just minor things and lines that aren’t important to the storyline but can give you a pretty good idea of what the movie will be like. There are no details that I would consider major or huge plot points in this post. If you’ve seen all of the trailers/sneak peeks and are familiar with the film’s summary, you should be alright. Basically, keep reading if you want to know what to mentally prepare yourself for lol.

Right off the bat, all I’m gonna say is that judging from the dialogue alone -- it’s definitely geared towards kids. Young kids. I don’t think teenagers will think this is cool. Just as I feared, there’s cheesy use of social media (selfies, live-streaming, youtube) and annoying 2010s slang (“shook” “fam” “kthanksbye,” etc.) I don’t understand why they feel the need to throw in stuff like that to make it ~current~??? It just makes it feel awkward and trying too hard to be relatable. I think keeping it relatively timeless and omitting slang and selfies would’ve been the better option for a live action adaptation of something as iconic as Kim Possible. There’s already enough technology with her freaking holographic Kimmunicator and gadgets! haha. It’s 2019. We all know that smartphones are a thing. They’re normalized now. You don’t need to shove it in our face, haha. I mean, Kim said some dated slang in the cartoon and flip phones were prominent... but it’s a cartoon. It works. With live action, it gets a little dicey. You want these characters to feel like people who talk like real people, ya know?!

Something that made me cringe beyond belief is the first scene at Bueno Nacho. Athena named her dog “Ron Stop-pit-bull” (I kid you not) so Ron says something about wanting to be a freaking dog when he grows up??? So Athena and Ron literally proceed to woof like dogs and break into laughter about it......??? I have no idea how that’s not gonna be cringeworthy on screen. I wanted to die just from reading it. Some people assumed this photo from J-14 magazine was behind the scenes, but it does in fact happen in the movie:

One thing that sorta rubbed me the wrong way is that they talk about Kim and Ron being famous heroes on the news and everything a liiiiittle too much. Athena being a superfan of Kim and Ron kinda goes along with that and could potentially feel a little overkill. The morons who think that Kim had a secret identity are gonna have a field day with that lol. Ugh.

The holographic Kimmunicator is a really cool update for this generation since the original one was essentially a smartphone with FaceTime and wouldn’t be nearly has forward thinking as it was in 2002. Towards the end of the KP series it was updated to a wristwatch, among a few other different designs (but a wristwatch also wouldn’t be forward thinking today thanks to Apple Watches) and now it’s a necklace. I like that!

The only issue is that it’s not very discreet. Wade pops up a lot throughout the movie and as we saw in the sneak peek, the hologram is pretty huge. I hope the size can vary or something? Because that could be weird when Wade beeps Kim at school and stuff. It was handy when cartoon Kim could casually whip out the handheld, open her locker and talk to Wade on the computer, or glance at her wrist. Not sure how this is gonna fly in other situations:

Also, this sneak peek makes more sense in context. I figured it would. People are seriously overreacting. They portray Kim as a perfectionist and she desperately wants to be on time for her first day of high school. It’s not “WHY is Kim using her gadgets and Wade’s help for an every day situation?!?! UGHH” like people are complaining about. It makes sense to me. It’s cute! That barrel roll is still completely unnecessary though, hahahahaha. But, I’m embracing the random stunts like that. I think it’s hysterical.

I know a lot of people (myself included) were upset about Kim not being a cheerleader, but she actually is! Or at least, she was...? And is still interested in cheer at the beginning of the movie. So that’s nice! Kim being a cheerleader was necessary on the show because it helped us make sense of all her flips and kicks and such during missions. It’s a really important part of her character so I was sooo happy to see that it wasn’t completely erased!

I still want to be surprised by the movie, so I just skimmed it and skipped a lot of pages. But yeaaaah. That’s the general gist of it. I feel like I’ve read enough to know that I should keep my expectations lower than I originally planned. This doesn’t mean the movie is going to be terrible or anything. The junior novelizations usually leave out a lot of things (the book felt extremely short? Granted, I skipped a lot.. but yeah) and the whole story is written in a way that’s cheesy and simple for little kids to read. Like, I’m not gonna lie. I was pretty much cringing non-stop. I have a junior novelization of The Even Stevens Movie and it’s cringy as HECK. They even changed some of the dialogue for whatever reason! But the movie isn’t nearly as cringy and is clearly a campy self-aware flick once you watch it. I’m hoping KP will be the same way.

I can’t help but worry that it’ll translate to screen as suuuuper lame though. Let’s hope the actors can pull it off convincingly. I want to love Ron (I stand by my word that Sean Giambrone is the perfect choice) but he’s seeming a little too dumb at points, overly kid friendly and hunky dory! Like a literal human cartoon. He trips over his shoelaces and falls victim to other clichés like that. Some of the lines he has are... oh boy. [i.e. *sees a giant statue of a brain* “WOW! I didn’t know brains were so big! How do they fit in our heads?!” -- An actual Ron Stoppable quote.] In a cartoon, a line like that works. But live action? Ehhh. It all depends on Sean’s delivery though, and I have faith in him but... dang, he has some awkward dialogue to work with.

I’m a huge fan of The Goldbergs, so Ron is the main thing I’m excited about if I’m being totally honest. I will say, the first two chapters are the only parts I read fully (since they were the free sample) and I liked it. It’s action packed and fun. We’ve actually seen a lot of it in the trailers already so if you wanna read it, it doesn’t spoil too much at all. Ron’s grand entrance is cute and wacky and I actually smiled really hard while reading and picturing it. :)

I’m not a big fan of how Rufus is introduced. They made a major change and it kinda genuinely upset me. But, I will say.. they at least give us an explanation for why Rufus is so smart and aware. That’s kinda cool, since in a 2d cartoon you don’t need to question why a naked mole rat can talk and point and help Kim and Ron lol. I’m horrified of how the CGI will look in action though. From the one photo we’ve seen, he looks kinda terrifying imo:

I’ve said before that instead of attempting to go for a ~realistic~ feel, they might’ve been better off keeping 2d animated Rufus and having a vibe similar to Space Jam lol. I mean, Kim Possible is a cartoon that makes no logical since in real life so I don’t think that would’ve hurt. Or maybe I’m just sad because 2d Rufus is sooo adorable. I’m gonna miss him so much.

EDIT: They’ve officially released some footage of Rufus in action and he looks waaaaaay better than I expected! Yay!

As everyone has predicted, from the few parts I read.. Drakken and Shego seem awesome and on point! Pretty funny as well. I don’t have any complaints about them. Rest assured, Shego delivers her sarcastic remarks a ton. I actually laughed out loud at one of them omg. From what we’ve seen, Todd is doing a fantastic Drakken and Taylor has great deadpan delivery. I have a feeling they might steal the show tbh!

So, yeah. Make of this what you will!

I’m still really excited for the movie, but I’m relieved to have my expectations in check now.

#kim possible #ron stoppable #disney channel #sean giambrone #sadie stanley

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The mermaid & the pirate girl

Part 1

Characters used

Title: The mermaid & the pirate girl

Pairing: ???

Genre: Hurt, Friendship, violence (for part 2 only), drama

Rating: T

Overall word count: 3,711

Chapter word count: 1,613

Disclaimer: The characters in this story are my own, a huge thank you to the app “Dreamgirlfriend” though for letting me create them in there.

Violin jumped off the railing of the huge pirate ship and landed feet first on the warm sand. A handful of pirates followed her with happy and loud shouts.

“Let’s explore this island!”

“AYE!”

She could only shake her head and giggle quietly at the enthusiasm, but she couldn’t deny that she was quite curious herself. But not for a possible treasure like her crew members.

Her lacking excitement for treasures or fighting was one of the things that distinguished her from her crew and all the other pirate crews. But to her surprise no one was too suspicious of her, or to her crew “him”. Then again the males were almost constantly drunk, so no wonder that they didn’t question her yet.

‘I should rather be surprised of how the drunkards did not sink our ship yet, instead of how they could not tell that I am a woman-’

“Aye Vio! Earth to Vio! Did ya not hear the captain? Ya should explore the west coast, everyone else left already!”

Violin blinked confused before realizing that one of her crew members interrupted her train of thoughts. Embarrassed at not paying attention, she quickly nodded her head and stuttered an “A-aye yes. West coast” before hurrying into the said direction.

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The pirate girl was walking for one, two hours at most, not paying any attention to her surroundings. And so she winced when she heard a panicked scream and quickly turned her head to the source of it.

There, in the shallow sea water at the coast, sat a purple haired mermaid with eyes wide in shock and fear.

Violins eyes grew wide as well; it’s been decades since she last saw a mermaid and that was at a gathering in her witches world: “A- a mermaid?!”

It took Violin a lot of strength to not squeak in happiness, she couldn’t show the mermaid that she was a girl in case one of her members was close.

But the mermaid only panicked more at Violins reaction, thinking that the pirate sees her as a treasure and will capture her.

“Pl-please! Stay away! Please don’t hurt me!” She tried to flee from Violin, but the quick movement made her wince and tear up.

That was when Violin noticed the small pool of blood under the mermaids fin. She gasped and attempted to hurry towards her, but quickly stopped and raised her hands to calm the anxious mermaid down, who begged her over and over to not hurt her.

“N-no you understand it wrong! I do not plan on hurting you! I Promise! But you are hurt and I just want to help you,” Violin tried her best to talk in a soft voice but it was hard to hide her panic. She succeeded in calming the mermaid at least a tiny bit, because she stopped whimpering and slowly nodded, her silent consent to letting Violin treat her wound.

Letting out a sigh of relief, the witch hurried to the mermaid and sat in front of her. Of course the other woman was still suspicious and watched every move of Violin with concern. Violin noticed the concern and showed the woman a soft smile: “I promise I will not hurt you. My name is Vio-”

She coughed a bit to hide that she almost spilled her real name before continuing: “Vio in case knowing it calms you,” before taking a closer look at the bleeding wound, “It seems that you have gotten an enormous cut, yes? I will have to clean it before bandaging it”

The mermaid nodded slowly again and patiently waited for Violin to finish talking before mumbling quietly “Yes… I didn’t see the ship wreck where I cut my fin at.. well I didn’t pay attention even though this is an unfamiliar environment.”

Violin nodded slowly at the explanation, not asking for her name since she guessed the mermaid didn’t trust her enough to tell her, while getting a small bottle out. She smiled a bit more at the mermaids confused face and explained: “This here in the bottle is clean water. I have figured out a way to filter out all the salt and dirt to use this for cleaning wounds.”

“I see.. But I basically live in water. It doesn’t matter whether we use your precious water or the sea water.”

“No, it does matter. Because wounds do not act differently depending on where you live. They still can get infected.”

The mermaid raised her eyebrow at the further explanation and made Violin panic for a second with her response “This knowledge is unusual for a human… you’re not a pirate, aren’t you?”

“I-”

The witch knew that she had to find a fast answer to not lose the tiny bit of trust. But she also couldn’t risk revealing herself as a witch or a woman, not if there’s a chance of one of her crew members hearing it. So she took a deep breath and showed the mermaid a warm smile: “Oh no I am a pirate. I’m here with my crew- but I managed to get a lot of medical knowledge before I joined them.”

The mermaid was quiet for a few seconds and Violin started to worry, but it quickly cooled down when the woman smiled a bit back “That makes sense. I’m sorry for assuming otherwise… but could you please hurry a bit with helping me…?”

Violin gasped and nodded quickly, a bit shocked that she forgot about the wound. And so she tore a bit clothes of her sleeve to drain it in the clean water and to carefully clean her wound, always giving the mermaid an apologetic smile every time she winced.

“Here, now it is cleaned and I only have to bandage it. But I have to ask you to stay here on the surface for a few days so that the cut can start closing. I hope it does not bother you, uh…?” Violin looked at the mermaid when she realized that she can’t address her by her name and hoped that she would tell her while tearing her other sleeve to bandage the fin.

The mermaid silently watched her, of course thinking about telling ‘Vio’ her name. But she waited until she was all bandaged up to quietly thank her savior and mumble “Thank you… a-and my name is Selene..”

“Selene? It is a pleasure to meet you,” Violin smiled so softly that Selene couldn’t help but to smile back. “From what I heard of, we will be staying here for a week. So I will check up on you later-”

She was interrupted when she heard her crew members yelling her name, obviously searching for her. So the witch quickly stood up and turned around one last time to the mermaid “I did not notice how past the time flew by… so see you tomorrow, Miss Selene. And please try getting some rest,” before running over to the direction of the voices, running faster than usual to make sure that her crew members don’t come any closer to see Selene.

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During the week long stay of the pirate crew, Violin visited Selene every day and the women grew a bit closer to each other. On the last day the witch sneaked out at night to walk to the west coast, earning a surprised look from the mermaid when she spotted her.

“Taking a walk this late? How comes you’re visiting me at such a late hour?”

Violin shrugged her shoulders and let out a soft chuckle “I am not a fan of the smell of rum or the noisy shouts when my crew celebrates. And they celebrate every evening before leaving an island”

That answer made Selene start laughing and shaking her head “A pirate man that doesn’t like rum? Now THAT is too hilarious to be true!”

“Well… about that-” The witch blushed lightly and laughed embarrassed “I can be sure that none of my crew mates is close so I can tell you.. I am a woman actually. A woman called Violin.”

“Ehhh?” Selenes jaw dropped and she was astonished for a few seconds, before laughing again “Okay I could have guessed that. It surely explains why you were so tender and soft with treating my wound.”

Violin let out a sigh of relief and smiled happily at her “I hope that we still count as friends after that revelation?”

“You can bet on that, I understand why you couldn’t tell me before. But on a side note-” Selene looked at Violin and waited, but seeing that Violin was listening and curious for what she had to say, she decided to continue: “You said that today is your last day here?”

“Yes it is-”

“Where will you be heading? Do you perhaps know what course you take?”

“Uhm… we plan on heading south. But why are you so curious, Selene?”

“Because I plan on following you guys! You’re a great friend Vio, eh Violin, and I really want to chat more with you!” The mermaid laughed happily and spoke as if it was more than clear and reasonable.

Violin pouted a bit and looked very concerned “I think that it could be rather dangerous for you.. Of course I would love to see you more often, but what if one of my crew members sees you?”

“Trust me I’ll be alright. I’ll follow you from under the surface and will find a good hiding spot at each island. You just have to promise me to always update me on when you’ll leave” Selene smiled brightly at her and held her hand out for a handshake “Pleeeaase?”

~To be continued~

#own story #own character #own characters #mermaid #pirate #fanfiction #fanfic #yuri

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