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bittersweet-n-smilin · 5 years

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13 for any f/o you want! -cloudyships

OH BOY! IT IS PAST MIDNIGHT AND I AM READY TO GO! THANKS, PAL!!! I’m gonna go with Hero because I have a lot of Feelings about him right now hehe. @cloudyships

13 - “I think I love you.”

Notes I guess: as i said its after midnight so proofreading will be minimal. i also know very little of machines so things will be wrong in the first part.

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“So, uh.... What do you want me to do with this...... thingy,” she held a small bit of machinery in her hand. She had little idea of what it was or what it was for, but Chocolate Pie knew it was important for her friend Hero’s suit. Why did he even ask her to assist him with this? There were plenty of others who could have helped him get the repairs done faster! Were they all sick or something? They must have been.

“Oh! Just..... set it over..... there, and,” Hero only glanced up from his work, pointing to a small table a few feet away from where the two stood; he could barely keep a sentence going, “try to-” His instructions were interrupted by the complex mechanics spitting black smoke in his face with a bang.

Chocolate Pie almost dropped her handful, rushing over to make sure he was ok. “Are you alright? Are you hurt?” Shock and concern flooded her voice. She grabbed his shoulders, turned him towards her, and asked, “How many fingers am I holding up?”

“...... Choco, my glasses are covered. I can’t see anything,” he sighed, “but, yeah. I feel fine.” He answered with a smile. It was only then she realized how dirty his face was. The front of his white hair along with his glasses were completely covered in black. “Why don’t we take a break,” he suggested, pulling the filthy lenses off his face, “for me to clean up and you to de-stress.” He gave her a warm, comforting smile. For a moment, she thought her heart would explode.

“W-wait! Let me help a little!”

“No thanks. Please don’t.”

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“Well, that only took forever,” she smirked at her friend as he stepped into the room. His hair was wet and his expression was unamused, though he internally chuckled just a little. She could almost hear the ‘Haha very funny’ threatening to spill from his lips, when she noticed a little black smudge on the side of his cheek. “Hold on. You missed a spot.” She stepped towards him and wiped the mark away with her thumb. Then, he said it. He spoke the one thought that had been playing over and over in his mind like a broken record every time he saw her.

“I think I love you.”

“.......what.”

“I.... think I,” he raised his hand to cup her cheek, “love you?”

She only stood there, eyes widened. She was certain her cheeks were candy red. “You..... think you love me?”

“Well, maybe not think I-” he glanced away, his cheeks burning as well and his arms flying to his side, cursing himself for letting it slip out.

She grabbed his shoulders once again, this time to bring him down to kiss her. He wrapped his arms around her and held her close. Both were silently praying the moment would last forever. He finished his thought once they parted.

“I know I do.”

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it is currently a little past 1am. im proud dangit. i hope i still like it in the morning, cuz this is getting a morning rb. aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa blep. i need to go to sleep right now, don’t i

#cloudyships #bittersweet writing #selfship #self ship #self shipping #selfshipping #selfship fic #ask #ship-sweetest-hero

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austinpanda · 5 years

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Gallbladder Surgery, with Firefly

5:00 a.m. - Wake up, make coffee, then realize, “Shit, I can’t have anything to eat or drink.” And Zach won’t have any coffee, because he’s both empathetic, and nervous on my behalf, so a whole pot of coffee went to waste. I hate that.

6:05 a.m. - Stacy shows up! She’s going to do the driving. She has brought with her a gift for me, a plush gallbladder holding a handful of pretty stones it created. Basically my sister is the shit.

6:15 a.m. - Stacy, Zach and I head for Seton Southwest Hospital on FM 1826. That “FM” stands for “farm to market” which makes it sound like my hospital is in the middle of a cow pasture, but this is not so. It’s actually a pretty busy part of southwest Austin. They said there’d be plenty of parking, and they were right! Since it’s not yet 7:00 a.m. when we get there, we pretty much have the whole place to ourselves. And it’s not an emergency room, so the reception area has no one in it when we show up.

6:50 a.m. - The receptionist (who is almost certainly not called that, maybe she’s a nurse?) is curly-haired and ebullient, a bit too much for this early in the day, but it beats grumpy and curt, I suppose. She cheerfully takes my driver’s license, my insurance card and $1607.22. She prints about a hundred stickers with my name and barcodes on them. She isn’t shy about showing us the spiral notebook where she keeps all her passwords written down. Again, though, polite and cheerful!

7:00 a.m. - We take the elevator to the second floor and head for the Day Surgery area. We’re shown to a little three-sided cubbyhole room with the hospital bed, a couple of chairs, a TV and a crucifix on the wall, and stuff starts happening.

[At this point, I begin to lose track of what time things happened, so I’m giving up on that format. I blame the drugs they gave me. The sweet, sweet, wonderful drugs.]

Over the next 90 minutes, I’m seen by numerous people, completing many, many tasks. They put an IV in my left arm. Blood pressure cuff on my right arm, which is never removed until just before I’m discharged. I’m given socks. They have a name: Pillow Paws, and they’ve thoughtfully provided me the XXL-sized ones.

They got me a gown and said to get completely naked and put the gown on. “It ties in the back, so your hiney is going to be sticking out.” “Great.” Once I had it on, Zach advised it was inside out, so I did it again. Put the special socks on. Gave Zach my glasses, my watch, and my wedding ring. Everyone wanted to make sure I was comfortable and not too cold. Everyone was so kind!

They put this stuff that looked like green food coloring in my IV. It’s a dye called, no shit, Firefly. It’s something they can use to illuminate something inside me, for the purpose of making something they’re doing inside me easier to see.

They make a point of asking me the same questions repeatedly. What’s our date of birth? What’s your height? Who’s your surgeon today? And what procedure are we having done? I take great (and undoubtedly insufficiently concealed) pride in whipping out my special English Major Superpowers to give them the exact name of my procedure: Laparoscopic cholecystectomy, with robots and Firefly. (My English Major Superpower is that I took the time to look up the term and teach myself how to say it, because not knowing what my own surgery is officially called would bug the shit out of me.) They laugh. They say, “It not a bunch of robots or anything, just the one robot.”

I notice the same thing I noticed in the Emergency Room at St. David’s: Almost every woman there has a trim waist and a HUGE diamond wedding ring.

At one point, one of the women came into the room to give us The Talk About Pain. She went to great lengths to point out that, not gonna lie, it’s gonna hurt. You’re gonna have, you know, a big incision in your belly button, and that’s right at your core, so everything you do, every move you make, every breath you take, every leaf you rake, etc. is going to hurt a bit. I’m just saying, gotta be honest with you about this, we can do a lot to make the pain tolerable, but we can’t make it go away completely, so...yeah, there’s gonna be some pain. You’ll notice it especially when you sit down or stand up, or cough, or try to lift something, so don’t. The idea with the pain medications is to keep the pain from getting up to 8 by keeping it down at about a 3 or 4 proactively. She said: you’ll take your pain meds every six hours. Do not skip a dose because it’s in the middle of the night. You don’t want to wake up with the pain at an 8. Set an alarm and take the overnight dose, without fail.

The TV in the room just happened to be showing a movie I loved as a child, and hadn’t seen in decades: Halloween II. I used to watch this over and over when we first got cable TV as an adolescent. This movie was my introduction to the song, “Mr. Sandman,” which was its end theme. It honestly felt a little bit magical to be seeing Halloween II while waiting for my surgery. This may sound banal, but it gave me hope, when I hadn’t realized I needed some. Movies do that kind of thing to me.

More questions. Date of birth. Surgeon’s name. What’s the procedure? Laparoscopic cholecystectomy with one damn robot and Firefly juice. Am I a little bit loopy? Must be the Versed they gave me. Not sure why they give me this. The stated purpose is to relax me, but the unstated purpose seems to be that it gives you amnesia, so you don’t remember anything that happens next. Oh well. I was relaxed, and I don’t remember shit, so I guess it worked, and I guess I’m okay with it.

The surgeon came. He said, “Hey, how’s it going, just doing some paperwork here, we’ll get started soon, everything looks good, any questions, kay I’m outta here, see you the operating room, can someone get me a Campari and soda?” (I made up that last thing.) Then the anesthesiologist came, and while Stacy observed that he had a really rich, deep voice, I don’t remember that at all. All I remember was having to ask, “So...if I’m something of a professional-grade pot head, you know, is that going to interfere with--” He was already smiling and shaking his head before I finished the question. Normally I don’t like my questions being dismissed so glibly, but this was, in fact, the answer that I was hoping for. “No, it’s not going to cause any problems. You won’t wake up during the procedure.” Maybe I woke up lots of times, and the Versed made me forget them! Didn’t think of that, didja, tough guy?

Finally, it was time. As they wheeled me out, Zach (the guy I married) had them stop so he could give me a kiss. He said later that it felt weird, us being two big gay homosexuals, kissing in front of everybody, but it felt great that he did it. A couple of women took me to the operating room. I asked, “The boil-water restrictions just lifted yesterday...how did everybody scrub in for surgeries when that was happening?” I have no recollection of her answer at all.

In the emergency room, the first thought that hit me was, “Money, money, money. All the money. I’m surrounded by millions and millions of dollars worth of medical equipment.” Being lower middle class makes you conscious of when you’re sitting next to something that’s worth more money than you’ll make in your whole lifetime. Where does this happen? Museums and hospitals.

I scooted off my bed onto the surgery table while they laid me flat and started getting me ready. I assumed the (and this is the name of a Soundgarden song) Jesus Christ pose, with my arms outstretched, like I was being horizontally crucified. I looked right, saw my arm had a strap holding it to the arm rest, then looked left and saw the same thing.

They asked, “How we doin?” And I said, “I’m good! Except now that I know my arms are tied down, my nose itches.” So, and this is why I love nurses, they scratched my nose. I repaid them with happy sounds and a hearty, “THAAANK you!”

Then they put the breathing mask on. I didn’t sense that anything was coming out of it, and I didn’t get the result I’d anticipated, which was, “Count down from one hundred.” “Okay, ninety-zzzzzzzzzz.” What they said was, “Now take deep breaths, deep as you can...deep as you can. The last patient was able to take breaths about twice as deep.” And I thought, seriously? You’re going for my nuts at a time like this? And the other woman said, “Well, the last one was a meditation expert.” Fine. Whatever, dude. BIG DEEP BREATHS while I waited for the lights to go out. It wasn’t instantaneous, until it was. I took a deep breath, and woke up an hour or so later in the recovery room with a woman puttering around me.

Her name was Kathleen, and that’s about all I remember of her. I’m sure she told me things and I responded, but I don’t recall what was said. I wasn’t in pain, but I could feel that a few things weren’t like they were before. (Later I realized it was the stab wound in my belly button and the sore throat. More about that in a bit.) I remember being more comfortable than I’d ever been in a bed in my whole life. I knew my feet were sticking out the bottom of the bed, because I’m tall, and that felt great, too! I felt half weird, half great. Anesthesia is just the best.

The fog lifted, gradually. Kathleen puttered, made notes, talked to me, people walked by. Before long, Kathleen said I was recovering nicely and wheeled me back into the pre-op room, where Stacy and Zach were waiting. Apparently I was more alert and lucid than they anticipated. I attribute this to my life-long ah...efforts to appear alert and lucid while fucked up. They were paying off now, dangit! I was not hurting. I was pleased that it was over, because I knew it must have been boring for them to wait.

Over about another hour, they did all the things they do after the surgery. How are you feeling? You sound good. Want some water? (Ohmygod, yes. I’d been fasting since the previous midnight.) The surgery went well! You’re really recovering quickly! I seemed to be their ideal patient, and it was sweet of them to say so. It’s not that I was pleasant and funny, although they did really like the gallbladder plush, which I took with me. It’s that they liked how smoothly everything had gone, and how quickly and chipperly I seemed to be recovering.

The surgeon spoke with Stacy and Zach after the surgery, and gave them some pictures taken by the surgery robot. Apparently, my gallbladder did NOT look good. He could tell it had needed to come out for some time. He showed them pictures, and sent some on his phone to Zach, and then got Stacy’s number and texted her the pictures too, and showed them some of the pics he’d taken on his phone, just like he’d shown me in our first consultation visit. This guy really likes showing you pictures of gallbladders on his cell phone. I hope he’s not taking his dirty-ass cell phone into the operating room.

I marvel that my stomach has been shaved, and I’ve been covered with iodine, which has been cleaned off, leaving an orange stain. My hairless, orange tummy reminds everyone of the president.

Time to leave! IV out, bandaid on, blood pressure cuff off, backless gown off, clothes back on, and yep, just like the movies, they don’t let you walk out. They wheelchair your ass out. I could tell it was time when they said, “Who’s driving? Okay, you’re probably going to want to go now and get the car and pull it up front,” which Stacy did. I thanked the nice lady who wheeled me out for everyone’s hard work and kindness.

On the way home, Stacy said, “Want to get your pain pills from the pharmacy?” And I said, “Sure!” Then I did a body check: I was beginning to feel the stab wound in my belly button. I was really beginning to feel the sore throat, and it was getting unpleasant. So, despite my desire to make this easier for Stacy, since she was working so hard to make things easy for me, I said fuggit, “Um, can I go home instead?” After getting home, Stacy and Zach went to the pharmacy to pick up my Hydrocodones The charge for the 30 pills was just over a dollar. Sometimes insurance is so sweet, I could kiss it! Other times, like those $1607.22 times, not so much.

Now it’s Tuesday and the surgery is more than 24 hours in the past. My belly button hurts like a sonofabitch, but the hydrocodones and the ice pack are keeping it manageable. They make it so that it doesn’t actively hurt when I’m just sitting here; it only hurts when I stand up or sit down or cough.

Next pain pill in 42 minutes. Cautious optimism! :)

#gallbladder #cholosystectomy

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babykpopsweets · 7 years

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Hidden in Corridors

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~Life is full of decisions

Genre | angst

Many secrets lie around the Kim sisters. Moreover their agencies, YG and SM Entertainment. You might wonder why they aren’t in the same agency, and how both of them got into the agencies. The Kim sisters will tell us all.

“Sis, sis, wake up!” Your sister, Jennie Kim said as she lightly shook you awake.

“uahanabsjsx whatttt?” You grumble as you awoke

“It’s your first day of your job aish do I have to take care of everything?” She thwacked you on the forehead.

“oW ok ok I’m awake! You woke me up 3 hours earlier than my alarm!” You said as you turned to check your clock.

“That’s because I want you to be early for work! Haven’t you ever heard of the saying when you’re on time your late? Yeah well, I don’t want you to be late.”

Sigh. She’s just like mom.

(15 mins later)

(Jennie’s POV)

*hums playing with fire* As you were making breakfast for your little sis you were worried for how long you can keep it a secret before she finds out.. you don’t want to put her in danger because of your job. But you hate keeping this a secret from her. It;s better off for her that she must never find out.

“Y/N BREAKFAST IS READDDYYYYYYYY”

“OKAYYYYYYYYY” Y/n walks out of the hall and sees what you made for breakfast.

“Mmmm bacon and pancakes,” she said as you put down her meal.

“ So where are you working?“ You asked Y/N.

“ Umm some small business that’s all. So what’s it like working in general?“

“….” You weren’t sure what to say at that moment.

Do you tell her? Do you lie? You lied.

“ It’s… uh fine a bit boring but fine actually.” You smiled at her knowing it was the complete opposite of that. But she didn’t know. She could never know.Ever.

~3 years ago~

“heYyY dEAr wAtS Up?¿” A clearly drunk man said to you as you were walking home late at night.

“I’m sorry sir I’m in a bit of a hurry”

“AwW cOmE oN dOn’T yOu waNNa hAnG WiT mE?”

“I’m sorry sir”

“you better fucking come back here bitch” Then suddely his emotions changed and he grabbed your arm and before he could say another word you punched him in the gut, kneed him in the groin and gave him another punch in the face. Kickboxing was worth it. Then suddenly, a mysterious man came up and as you were about to punch him, he said

“wait I’m not drunk, and your not my type but I saw what you did there. That was pretty impressive. Why don’t you put your skills to use?” The mysterious man handed out a card to you. It read: YG Entertainment. Wait a second. YGE? I thought that spy agency was a myth.

“No thank you, sir, but I’m flattered with the offer"”

“You’ll get a generous pay and work benefits”

“What kind of benefits?” Mr. Kwon Ji Yong ( or GD ) explained that with the generous pay, you’ll be upgraded to live in an apartment of other agents with the other people you live in, and provided with ANYTHING that you need. But, being an agent isn’t so easy, since you are risking your life almost everyday. But anything for Y/n and mom to be in a nice apt without worrying to pay the bills. You mom has been having a hard time to keep up with the bills since your dad left. And Y/n has been losing weight due to eating less.

“I’ll do it.”

~now~

“Jennie? Are you okay? You spaced out” Y/n looked at you, a bit confused.

“Oh yeah I’m fine just daydreaming don’t worry about it. Hey listen I have to go to work good luck on the first day love you bye!” You grabbed your keys and left.

(Y/n’s point of view)

You watched as Jennie left and got up to wash the dishes.*i have 2 hours left. I can make it in time* you thought to yourself. You weren’t sure what to expect from SM Entertainment. When you were training it was very intense. But you had to do it, for Jennie’s sake. Over time, you saw Jennie becoming more and more stressed out from her job, which made her earn less money(For some reason.) And when mom died it only made it worse, since all she has left is you now. It’s also not helping that due to her hard time earning money, (which makes her even MORE stressed out ) she has to work more. So you have to do it. No matter how difficult it may be for you.

~1 year ago~

“Excuse me, are you Kim Y/n?” You were on your way to the supermarket when a random handsome man interrupted your stride.

“It depends, who is asking?”

“I am Kim Jun-myeon, but call me Suho. Let’s talk in a cafe or somewhere public. It looks strange, a man stopping a woman just to talk to her.”

~In a cafe~

“So Jun-myeon, why do you need me?”

“Well, you are currently in Taekwondo and MMA am I correct?”

“…Yes. How did you know that? Who are you?”

“ Do not worry Y/n., I’m just here to recruit you.”

‘Recruit me? To where?”

Jun handed you a card from his pocket. You couldn’t believe what you were seeing. SM Entertainment. One of the biggest spy groups. But it was just a myth. Isn’t it?

“So do you see now? We want you in out team Y/n. Will you join us?”

“But why? And how do you know me?

“To explain it, we research the top kids in college or school, ranking in sports and classes. Then we wait a few years until they are of legal age and we see if they are still eligible to join, and you still are. So the question still remains. Will you join? It will only take a year for you to train since you are well in shape.”

“…I uhhh…..” He looks at you patiently. Should I join? I’ve heard rumors about how bad these things can get..but Jennie needs the help.

“I accept the offer.”

~present~

“ Hello Miss Kim. Are you ready for your first mission?” Jun said as he opened the door to SM headquarters. You smile and say:

“Of course I am, after all the best agent trained me to do so.”

“Yes, yes he did.”

You walked in and saw the front desk and checked in. Suho (Jun-myeon) did the same after you. It was almost 8, which meant you had to be in the boss’s office to receive your first ever mission. You were nervous, since this is the first time you are meeting your boss Mr Kim Yung-min, face to face. You weren’t sure what was held in store for you. But, you had to do this. For Jennie. You open the the door.

“Good Morning Miss Kim. I have been expecting you.”

(Jennie’s POV)

Another day, another mission. As per usual. The YGE building has not changed at all, despite the 3 and a half years you’ve been here.

“Hey Jennie! How it’s going?” Your best friend, Lisa greeted you and handed you an envelope.

“Huh? What’s this?”

“I dunno the boss just handed it to me and said to hand it to you. Maybe it’s a toooooop secreeeeettt missssionn? You are the boss’s favorite after all.” She gave you a little nudge and you rolled your eyes and scoffed.

“ Yeah yeah whatever.” You opened the envelope and saw that it IS a secret mission. You had to steal an potentially dangerous weapon. It is a hard drive that can access any technology and steal any information the person chooses. With this hard drive, our information and safety details can be compromised. So you have to destroy this device before it can get to your rival agency, SME. The mission starts at midnight.

(Y/n’s POV)

“Y/n are you ready for your mission?”

“Yes sir.”

“Well I need you to steal a weapon. Do you know what this is?” He shows you a picture of a black hard drive with a blue stripe in the middle.

“It’s a hard drive. But how is it a weapon?”

“Well it is no ordinary hard drive. This has the possibility to obtain any information to the technology it’s plugged in to. With this, we can obtain data from our rivals and destroy their plans. This can be a game changer for all of us. So I am confident with your skills that you will successfully retrieve it from the docks. Your mission starts at midnight. Are you ready?” He sees you slightly turn pale at his words.

“Y-yes sir,”

“Then you are dismissed.”

Still a bit pale, you walk out of Mr. Kim’s office. You were taken aback that out of all people HE chose YOU. It was only your first day and he assigned you such a big mission! I guess he thought you can handle it. You better train with Suho until the mission starts just in case.

“Hey Suho” You said

“Yes Y/n?”

“Mr. Kim assigned me a big mission so I was wondering if we can train for extra practice.”

“Ok lets go into the training room.”

~training room~

Since you have been recruited, you’ve been training with Suho all along. You guys can be pretty brutal when it’s time to train…but that’s what’s like on field right? Just violence, crime, and..murder whenever you go out. This is really it. Your first mission in SME. But were you actually fit for the job? You weren’t really sure…Suho and Mr. Yung-min always seemed to have a lot of faith in you, but you weren’t sure why. All of this pressure put on you made you nervous. Why did he have to put this burden on me? Why do I have to I have to do this? The big question still remained in the back of your head.. Am I ready for this life? You can’t be thinking about these things now Y/n! Especially when training! So you decided to push these thoughts away and finish training with Suho.

~End of Training~

“Hey Y/n are you okay? You were seemed distracted and it made you sloppy.”

“Oh I was? Dangit Y/n!” You lightly slapped your head

“Y/n. Whats wrong?” He looked at you with a concerned face.

“Well..its just that..I don’t think I can do this. I feel like I’m inadequate compared to you guys. Just look at you and Mark from the nct unit. You guys are the top of the class, and i feel like I’. m just some worm that came in a year ago. Then Mr. Kim assigns this huge mission on me and I-I” You choked on your tears.

“Y/n…Don’t say that. You are one of the most capable woman I have ever met, trust me and you are just as good as me and Mark. So don’t say that about yourself. I believe in you. And that mission? I know you’ll succeed. For sure.” He pulls you into a hug and you finally break down while he’s holding you.

"Thank you, Suho"

"No problem, Y/n now let’s continue training shall we?“

Once you guys were finished it was 11:50 at night. It was almost time.

(Jennie’s POV)

You were almost ready when you noticed it was almost 12. Oh shit better hurry. The hard drive was located at the docks, as it was newly shipped from a hidden sender. *bzzt* *bzzt* Your phone’s alarm went off. MISSION STARTS NOW it said. The ‘67 Chevrolet Impala was up and ready you now are on your way . You hoped Y/n was in bed right now. You knew how she would go on late night walks when she couldn’t sleep..

(Y/n’s POV)

“Ok Suho it’s time now I have to go. Thank you for everything.”

“Y/n be safe. Good luck” Suho kissed you on the cheek and headed out.

A bright red hue followed your smile as you went to go get ready. You decided to take a bus to somewhere nearby the docks so you would be more hidden. Once you were waiting for the bus you noticed a Chevy Impala passing by. It was identical to Jennie’s. Your heart was beating so frantically that you couldn’t focus to see if the driver’s plate matched Jennie’s. Man you were n e r v o u s. But remember what Suho said, Y/n. And don’t forget who are doing this for.

You arrived at the docks. It was dark, a bit foggy, only lit by streetlights and moon hidden in the clouds. The air was cool and smelled faintly of the sea. Waves and occasional owls was all you can hear. You took out the scanner and did an area check for the drive. There it was! just 20 feet away from you, to the left. Now it was the time to go into plan.

(Jennie’s POV)

This is it. The moment you’ve been waiting for. But wait. You see movement behind a box. Someone is here. Could you jump them? You think so. Time for a change of plans. Thankfully there was fog which kept you hidden from the other agent. You were only about 3 feet away from them when suddenly WHAM! The agent back kicked you but you caught it and proceeded to twist their foot. cRunCh

“AHHH” The agent let out a familiar cry and dropped down. This..this can’t be. You let go of their leg and saw that.. it was..

….

…

..I-it was Y/n.

“Y-Y/N?!? WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE? I’M SO SORRY” You tried to whisper but couldn’t control your volume.

“Jennie?! OH SWEET JISOOS, MY FOOT.. Wait what are you doing here?! You wouldn’t be here unless your…your a spy?! Why didn’t you tell me? But FOR FUCKS SAKE MY FOOT”

“….Y-yes I’ve been a spy for 3 and a half years now, I am with YGE..I couldn’t tell you for your own safety.. I did this for you and mom. To protect you guys. B-but now she’s gone and I- I-I’M SO SORRY Y/N I SHOULD HAVE PROTECTED YOU BETTER IM SUCH A TERRIBLE SISTER I- I CAN’- ” You broke down in tears, with Y/n comforting you “ I should-’ve done better..I-I can’t lose you..” You managed to stutter out

“Shhhh shhhhh it’s ok it’s not your fault.”

It took a long time..but Y/n finally calmed you down and you can talk now behind some boxes.

“So… you’ve been SME for like a year? Man how stupid am I not to notice?”

“Yeah..I have.. but what are we gonna do now that we know we are on opposite teams?”

“ I’m not sure yet but I do know we have to keep this a secret and w- wait do you hear that? I hear footsteps.” You and Y/n turn around the box corner to see a petite but lean woman.

“Oh hey guys! I heard that shitty sob story and everything else. Pretty good 10/10 would see again.” She claps obnoxiously “I’ll be taking this now! Thank youuuu and JYP would like to send you his condolences, since he’ll be destroying both SM and YG. Bye guys!!!! :D.”

She then disappeared into the night. Leaving you and Y/n speechless and frozen in shock…

( Sorry this took so long D: Hope Y’all enjoyed!!! <3)

-Admin Rubz

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courage-a-word-of-justice · 7 years

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Kado 11 | Boku no Hero Academia 26 | Hina Logi 1 | Grimoire of Zero 12 (FINAL) | Tsukigakirei 12 (FINAL)

I’ll just leave another reminder for this straw poll here, because I need a tiebreaker vote.

Kado 11

Even anisotropic beings have dreams? Welp, that was unexpected.

Uh, hey. Kado staff. Algerian people don’t all look like Asians, y’know? Google says Algeria is in Africa…

So, staff. Why is Shindo the only man/person/human who can stop zaShunina?

Oh yeah. Shinawa knows a way to stop the fregonics!

Basically how I feel about Kado is how Hanamori feels about the situation + Saraka right now – confused and torn.

(laughs) Thank…(face falls) you, Hanamori, for making me laugh with your mapo tofu comment and remember why I loved this show in the first place. It was fleeting, but good…Wait, but isn’t abduction against the law?

Uhhhh. Kado staff. The fregonics suit has boob space. Meaning a woman will wear it…awkwarddddddd…

Finally, we get back from our “shonen battle” roadtrip to drive to the final battle.

zaShunina’s like an old lady now, LOL. Reading on a rocking chair and enjoying the sunset.

Yeah…please just keep your lips away from each other, guys. I was here for the negotiation, remember?

Oh. That wasn’t a boob plate. I was LOLling at their idea to give that to a woman, because the one woman who needs that plate is Shinawa, whose job is already over. Good thing I was wrong there, then. It’s also interesting to note this suit looks like a gladiator suit…like humanity has reverted itself to medieval times to fight zaShunina, who represents the future. (I’m still laughing though, because I knew Shindo was hot under that shirt, but damn, I did get more than enough eye candy this season just by this one gladiator suit…and zaShunina’s butt.)

Well, I kinda did get what I wanted by having the Hanamori/Shindo ship broken, but even though I got a het ship (which I’m normally more supportive of), I don’t support this het ship at all.

It’s cute to see a floating pink cube act like a phone. Or one of those annoying fairy companions…

Welp, it’s almost over. See you next ep for the final simulcast commentary.

Boku no Hero Academia 26

Apparently BnHA’s on break this week, meaning I’m caught up after this.

There was a thing called work experience that we had to do at one point – that’s how I got the experience needed for One Wish They Never Wanted’s bookstore scenes.

It’s cool to see Eraserhead and Present Mic in the same situation as Deku and everyone else. Aizawa looked kinda bishie then, which is unexpected.

I don’t get the reference involving acid blood…

That’s nice. I already knew the names everyone was going to come up with due to the time I’ve spent on the wiki, but the homage becomes much more significant when you see it in context.

Dangit, Midnight. You stole my explanation thunder.

I always wondered why Shouto never got a better hero name. So he literally just used his own name, huh?

I wanna cry at the Iidas’ plight but I have no tears, dangit!

I don’t get it- what’s the “air chair exercise”?

Gran Torino. I’ve watched the movie that has that name, it’s about a vintage car (Ford Gran Torino), an old guy called Walter (Walt for short) and racism. I always suspected Walt was the reason Gran Torino (hero) was named thusly...but until Horikoshi says something about it, we’ll all have to keep speculating…(By the way, the racism perspective in that movie resonated with me, despite my not being a Hmong person. Maybe I’m not properly acknowledging it, but it might be one of my inspirations for Half-Paid Heroes…?)

Hina Logi 1

I have come here to hate on this magical girl spinoff, because man, Luck and Logic squandered what could have been a very good plot – it was “pretty but no substance”, to quote a past me. Indeed, it’s because magical girls are my passion that I have high expectations of new entrants into the genre…

Okay, what is this? Hogwarts???...Actually, the best match, right down to the white turrets, would be Alfea of Winx Club.

It’s stoic girl, Ojou-sama + companions and Shinawa-lite. See? Stereotypes, although I ribbed the names from ANN (having read it a few weeks before I got here). However, before I read ANN, I’d already predicted this would be a pile of road apples.

I feel like I should know who Nina is (from ANN), but I didn’t get far enough to familiarise myself with Nina in the original Luck and Logic, haha.

This genki glutton girl is basically gender bent shonen cliché, y’know? Serve me something slightly different, and I’ll be a happy camper.

I can’t believe I laughed at Nina going “my teacher told me to”, because I expected it.

The humour isn’t funny in this for the most part…the eyecatch says, “16th May. Fluffy! (Fuwaafuwaa!)” “Fluffy” of course being in reference to the messed-up hair.

Urgh, this fanservice is driving me up the wall and giving me a headache…

Ooh, nice transformation sequence!

Enough with the yuri between Nina and Lion! Gah!

“May 16th. From this point forward, [Kagura] became very angry.” (I had to Google the teacher’s name. She’s so insignificant this episode, I can’t even remember it…)

Lion’s face is getting more annoying by the second…

“May 16th. Everyone ate heartily.” (I used the word “heartily” because I didn’t have a better substitute for oishii in this case, but *shrugs* I don’t care either way.) The use of itadaku I’m still fairly new to, so hopefully someday I can use the word with confidence…

“…reminds me of my mommy.” – Gah, Lion. Are you a toddler? I imagine you with a toddler’s tone when the subs say that.

“Send your beloved Hina on a journey.” – It’s actually a reference to something. Check this article’s title for what it is. That’s a Japanese proverb which says to not baby your kids too much.

I feel like this is a pretty clean drop. After all, if I rage for all the wrong reasons (and come out with a slight headache in the end), you know that the show is a drop.

Grimoire of Zero 12 (FINAL)

Thirteen’s with the crew at the end of the OP. Huh.

I have the feeling that Holdem will never kill Thirteen, even though that dogface is trying to stab the sorcerer right now.

Intruders,much? It’s an army!

It seems like these animal fights were meant to be a big spectacle but observe the background animals and see how off model they are. That’s how much care was put into what was meant to be the show’s climax this ep.

I would’ve loved to see Mercenary do a Batman backhand. Those are always cool and sometimes funny.

The cloud and white-frame animation look gorgeous in a sakuga way! Now we’re talking!

Having someone die solves nothing. It is only those who need an outlet for blame that require needless death, am I right?

Ohhhhhhhh! One kiss made at least 2 or 3 people jealous, LOL.

I wanted to see Mercenary as a human. He could’ve been real hot…dangit.

The ED song is real cute and iyashikei. I don’t think I’ve properly listened to it until now, so…good on me for doing so, haha.

Tsukigakirei 12 (FINAL)

Tsukigakirei’s been a middle ranker for me most weeks, so to suddenly get better around the time when Kado fell was practically begging for the two to switch places…(Note: I’ve made a personal ranking for each ep in a document I’ve kept all to myself, and I haven’t posted them online. That’s why I’ve had comments that indicate where shows are on that ranking at the start and end of an ep’s simulcast commentary.)

That sparkly shot of the river is in the OP too, so when there was a shot of Kotarou and Akane, I was disappoined I wasn’t seeing the OP (even though I still think the live-action bit is a lil’ weird). It’s cute how those guys are wearing the same jackets, though.

There’s a water thermos in the back of Tachibana’s (glasses guy’s) bookstore.

Kotarou’s dragon background is so cool. I want one.

The thing with the rhino doesn’t translate well. The word for “goodnight” here is oyasuminasai and rhino is sai, so…yeah. I think it would be better to call it “sleep rhight” (including typo) to convey that pun better, but hey. I’m not going to major in Japanese.

When Chinatsu revealed she got into the same school as Kotarou, I verbally went, “Oh no!” Don’t you remember how I was with ep 7???

Even Chinatsu has that black jacket, so it seems to be a school-issued one.

My heart just broke a lil’ bit as Chinatsu hugged Kotarou…I’m not sure what to make of it…

I’ve never seen “graduation” being abbreviated to “grad” unless it’s “grad school” and the “grad” in that stands for “graduate” (noun). It’s a very American term, so I never use it, but…the term translated to “grad” is “graduation ceremony” (sotsugyoushiki). Seriously though, CR. Enough with your Comic Sans translations.

The translation of the prologue misses something. The first sentence has da to omou at the end, meaning “I think…”.

A novel board. Y’know, like Honeyfeed. I’ve got quite a lot of experience with ‘em, because I don’t intend to be a person who gains money from writing…not fulltime, anyway.

There’s a site called Syousteuka ni Narou which is basically Honeyfeed for a Japanese audience, with the added bonus of possibly getting your works into print and then anime. The recently announced Tate no Yuusha no Nariagari, as well as Re:Zero and a lot of its kin, have come from that board. It’s pretty clear that Syousetsuka is being parodied here, that’s all…even though the titles of the websites are completely different phrases.

What’s that bird with the long neck called? The one standing in the water? I wanna know…

Normally with anime tears, it’s like me and CGI - I bash most efforts. However, I think this is the effort that I commend the most so far…this anime season is full of surprises…Well, Kotarou? Can you keep up with a girl that does track?

Everyone cries when someone leaves, so long as that person has made an impact. I know that all too well…

Dangit trash CGI people. Just as I got used to you, you become obvious again! Grah!

I admit I shed a few tears there…I’m not crying, you’re crying! (Also, if you haven’t paid any attention to what I’ve been writing, One Wish They Never Wanted was based on similar experiences to Kotarou and Akane’s graduation, although a lot of it happens outside Takuma’s point of view and so I didn’t write it.)

Oh! Hey, these are the end of ep LINE convos from previous eps, coupled with pics of the ones who typed them! The “seaman” convo would’ve made more sense if the translator would’ve bothered translating the word “semi” (short for “seminar”) as it was, because that makes more sense. I really don’t get the “marr” one though.

Well, any show that makes me cry on its first run is a show I don’t regret. I still feel weird putting Kado below it, because Kado was betted than Tsukigakirei for most of its run (as I’ve said at the start of this commentary). Regardless of what happened though, I guess…I’ll see you all for the next show then! Bye for now!

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