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yonymii · 4 years

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secret garden

a/n: shoutout to my chamaedorea plant, Debrah 🤩 (also @gigis-galaxy for telling me to write for mattsun) his characterisation is wierd but whatever,, this took wayy too long to write sjkdjkdjks i think i change tenses at the end?? I liked it tho so i kept it

Wordcount: 4.4k

pairing: matsukawa issei x gn!reader

Warnings: cursing

Matsukawa didn’t notice you the first time he saw you. Of course, he’d seen you sat leaning against the wall scribbling notes onto your hand, but he hadn’t really noticed you, not enough to be able to describe your appearance. Like every other year, he’d just sat near his friends and started talking, completely missing your voice reverberating off of the plain white classroom walls, your laugh never reaching his ears. Your friends were always sat in front of you, blocking you from his field of vision, so it was no surprise when you two had been partnered up for a history project he’d had to ask who on earth y/n l/n was.

You hadn’t noticed him either, though. Matsukawa was one of those kids who joked around in class, throwing paper balls at their friends and drawing bad pictures of the teacher on scrap pieces of paper but was too discreet to ever get caught. You’d heard his voice but never bothered to turn around and learn whose it was, never scanned the classroom to take in and memorise the faces of your classmates. In your opinion, they were irrelevant unless you needed them for something.

Unfortunately, you needed Mattsun for this grade.

You waited for him to approach you, not moving from your seat, occasionally glancing over to see whether he was coming to sit beside you (on the table your friend had begrudgingly moved from). After what felt like hours, there was shuffling in that spot and you heard the chair legs scrape across the wood flooring, then a figure slump into the plastic seat. He looked over to you but you were already sending texts to your friends on the other side of the classroom, trying not to laugh so you wouldn’t be caught by the teacher. He thought you were quite attractive; not like Oikawa, though. Like you were unaware of your appearance, as if you didn’t spend too much time staring in the mirror worrying about how you look to others.

It was silly, really. That he was thinking so deeply into it when all you two had to do was study together and then produce a poster on World War One. It wasn’t difficult, except everytime you started speaking he felt obliged to look over at your face, your expressions. Mattsun desperately needed to focus, and you weren’t helping.

“Are you free to work on this over the weekend or do you want me to finish it?” he heard you ask as he was packing his bag on the Friday before your project was due. You two had mainly worked on it during his free lunches, seeing as all your clubs were on afterschool and not at lunch break. He turned to see you stood at the doorway of your empty classroom, tapping the end of your foot on the floorboards. He nodded, zipping up his backpack and meandering over to where you stood. “Yeah, you have my number, right? Text me your address and i’ll come over at twelve tomorrow,” he started walking off but looked over his shoulder at you, “If it’s okay with you, that is?”

You just agreed politely, joining your friends on the field at the back of campus. You could hear them talking, but you weren’t listening. You had your phone out but it was hidden under your blazer in case any teachers walked past and saw you; as you sent your address to Mattsun you couldn’t help but worry about the state of your room.

Not that it was messy. In fact, it was abnormally clean for a teenager. It was just… full. You had no idea how to tell your partner that you had no desks to work on because they were all occupied by your various houseplants your grandmother gave you? You sure as hell weren’t moving them just so that he could work.

Your room was a long rectangle, your bed positioned carefully so it fitted perfectly into the thin space by the window (which was occupied by a long pot of forget-me-nots), and you had two desks; one that was for plants all along and the other was now home to plants but was previously used for studying. You did most of your work sat in bed with a tray for stability nowadays.

“Hey y/n! The bell’s gone, we’ll see you Monday, m’kay?” your friend said as they tapped your shoulder and headed off. You just nodded, tucking your device into the inside pocket of your blazer and packing up your things ready for your next english class.

There were crescent moons of dirt underneath your fingernails and when you put the trowel down to sit back and bathe underneath the late afternoon sun you felt a presence behind you, their shadow above yours.

"Y/n?"

You pulled one of your airpods out, turning to gaze up at them. They were stood directly in the way of the sun, the skin on their arms illuminated with gold. You hummed in response, shifting onto your backside and exposing your mud and grass-stained knees. They chuckled and bent down to meet you; you shielded your eyes from the brightness of the sky.

"You're partnered with Mattsun for the history project, right?" Iwaizumi asked, his head tilting to the side. You nodded, fingertips digging into the soil beside you. There were a few younger students kneeling to weed the flowerbeds and vegetable patches beside yours, but they were silent. Iwaizumi lowered his voice, noticing the alck of noise in the area. There were crickets chirping quietly and the heat seared your skin. You wiped your forehead with the back of your wrist.

"Yeah, why?" your cousin smiled, standing back up as he noticed your eagerness to get back to work.

"He's skipping practice some lunches and won't tell anyone what he's doing. It's driving Shittykawa mad." you laughed at the nickname but still smacked his leg. "Don't call your best friend names, Hajime! And yeah. It'll be done by the weekend so don't worry, m'kay?"

The brunette nodded, turning away from you and starting to leave, waving lazily at you while still turned. You shouted goodbye as he walked off, spinning round to face the bed of flowers and positioning yourself onto your knees comfortably.

Your doorbell was broken when Matsukawa tried ringing it. He marveled at the vast number of window boxes filled with vibrant flowers (which he couldn't name), knocking three times on the wooden door. It was mid afternoon, the sun was hidden behind a few clouds and when you opened the door and invited him inside there were no lights on, only open curtains and white walls and carpets to brighten the rooms.

"Where are we going?" he asked when you led him to the back door and opened it, ushering him outside. It was a large green lawn, surrounded by tall bushes and beds of flowers. There was a small allotment behind a wooden fence and grey brick wall and he saw a tall wooden structure supporting a plethora of different vegetables, along with all different shades of sweet pea blossoms. In short, your garden was something out of a children's story book.

By the time the pair of you were sat on the blanket underneath an old looking tree, the sun had come out and was lighting the area. There was a stack of textbooks by the roots and you handed him a few which he opened to the bookmarked pages. Mattsun had been the one to keep hold of your poster so he set it down on a tray in the centre of the blanket, along with his stationary.

"What do you want to focus on for the last segment?" you broke the silence with a question which he was quick to respond to.

"Uhm, the causes? Of the war?" you nodded in agreement and opened a textbook. Mattsun cleared his throat and spoke again.

"Whose garden is this? I mean, uhh, who like, takes care of it?"

You had to hold back a laugh at his nervous tone, suppressing your grin when you explained that it was, in fact, your garden, and you lived mostly alone.

He just nodded, avoiding any eye contact.

"It was my grandmother's but i look after it now." Mattsun nodded again, ruling a line along the bottom of your poster to mark off the last section. "It's really nice," he said, looking up at you. You slipped your shoes off, tucking your feet under your legs and meeting his eyes.

"You must enjoy it."

A smile adorned your lips and you hummed in agreement, outlining the title of your poster (causes of World War One) and explaining your hobby to your partner. Honestly, you knew he probably didn't care, but he would listen, even if it wasn't particularly interesting to him.

"When i was younger i lived with my grandparents and sometimes my dad. He's away on business most of the time though. My grandmother used to bring me out and tell me about all of the plants, and after a while let me grow a few myself. When she passed i took over the garden," you giggled as soom is the sun appeared from behind the clouds and lit up your face, " It looks the same as it always did though. I haven't changed it much."

Although you'd assumed Matsukawa wasn't listening, he hadn't transferred any of your notes onto the large sheet of paper. He was laying on his back staring up at the sky through the leaves of the large oak tree and there were little dots of sunlight decorating his skin and hair. His eyelashes were fluttering against his cheeks; he was stunning in a way you'd never noticed before. You probably wouldn't have been able to see him this way if you'd have only been with him at school, volleyball practice or at games. It was different, but not in a bad way. You didn't know Matsukawa Issei, but you wanted to.

Clearing your throat to gain his attention (which you had anyway), and looked over at him once again, only to see his eyes on you, cheeks flushed a little as he gazed at your face under the shade of the tree. "We should really get this done, Matsukawa. It's been an hour and a half already."

He agreed, sitting up and resting his soft cheek on the palm of his hand, picking up a pen and copying out your notes in neat while you cut out pictures to accompany the writing.

Three sharp knocks at your front door woke you up from the light nap you’d been taking on the sofa laying next to your dad who’d come home for the weekend. You watched sleepily as he stood up to answer whoever it was, expecting a delivery or the friendly postman who was also your neighbor.

It was Matsukawa.

“Y/n!- Oh, uhm, hello, sir.” he said, looking down at his shoes and fiddling with his fingers. After the project you’d turned in the pair of you had become good friends and you now often sat with the volleyball team at lunches, visiting them after school during practice and going to watch practice matches. You’d done this every once in a while because of Iwaizumi but it had become significantly more frequent over the last few months.

“Why do you need y/n?” your dad asked Issei, crossing his arms protectively and leaning all his weight onto one leg. The boy who’d come over to see you just smiled up at him as you peeked out from behind the doorway and waved, pushing your dad to the side gently to allow him over the threshold and towards the door leading to your garden.

“He’s a friend, dad. I told you why i got all that food ready this morning, right?” The sun was setting on the horizon as you took Mattsun’s bag and ran up the stairs to your room, putting it by your desk and running back down to meet your friend on the lawn.

He sat on the tyre swing that hung on the oak tree, his legs threaded through the hole as he swung gently in the evening breeze. “You didn’t tell him i was coming over?” Mattzun said, resting his chin on the rubber.

“I did! I just didn’t give him any specifics is all.” You collapsed onto the blanket that was spread out over the green blades, your head on a large grey pillow. There was a basket by your feet full of cakes and drinks, and you had a speaker resting in the hollow of the tree trunk. The stars were starting to appear in the sky and the moon was hanging low in the orange glow near the rooftops, their silhouette bold against the slowly darkening backdrop. It was beautiful, and with the silence between you two you didn’t notice Mattsun crawling towards you to lay down on your stomach, a can of cola held loosely between both of his hands. He tapped his short nails against it as he looked up at the sky, his delicately carved face illuminated in the fiery sunset.

"You ok, Mattsun? You're being quiet, it's scaring me," you said, looking down at him as he breathed gently, chest rising and falling slowly as his lungs filled with air. You felt him nod against your stomach, hair sticking slightly to the fabric of your shirt. When he sat up to look at you, it was sticking out in weird directions; he looked like someone from a movie who'd been electrocuted. A giggle escaped your lips and he brushed a hand over the back of his locks, smoothing it down effectively.

He hummed when you pressed one fingertip to the tip of his nose and then the screen of your phone to play some music. Your dad shut off the upstairs and downstairs lights so now it was almost completely dark; the light of the full moon kissed Mattsun’s cheeks and made him glow, your heart stuttered and your breathing becoming laboured and heavy. The boy was laying down on his back on your blanket, chewing a biscuit and sitting up slightly to swallow it before laying down again. The stars blinked at your through the green leaves of the tree, and you leaned forwards to grab your cup that was filled with tea; the warmth radiating from it met your skin and sent a shiver all the way down your spine. You could hear your breathing fall into synchronization with his, your mind clearing and the only thing present in your thoughts was the boy laying beside you.

“Y/n, you never sit with us anymore. Just this lunch?” you shook your head at your friend (who you had indeed ditched for the Seijoh volleyball club a number of months ago), sighing loudly so that she heard you.

“Seriously, i don’t want to sit with you today, okay?” she just stared at you, face not showing any emotion, “I’ll sit with you guys when i feel like it. That isn’t right now.” and you ignored her pleads as you walked to the stairs where Makki was standing, one foot against the wall and his hands shoved into the pockets of his blazer. His bag was leaning against the surface and one of his shoes was sticking out of the side because the bag as too full. When he saw you he picked it up, slinging it over his shoulder and not speaking, just wandering lazily up the staircase and towards the rooftop where you assumed the rest of the third-year volleyball players would be.

The door was open; there were voices coming through the opening and you heard Mattsun’s laugh, your ears singling out the sound and blocking away everything else.

Your bag dropped to the ground next to Iwaizumi, sitting on the concrete and letting the wind brush across the bare skin of your arms, blazer discarded on your chair a few minutes away in your classroom. It was a nice day; the sun was overhead, your friend group situated in the shadow of the building. The sky was blue and there were fluffy white clouds floating past, but you payed no attention to them, instead choosing to listen to the conversation the third-years were currently having.

“So you’re skipping detention and sitting with us? For what?” Oikawa said, gazing at Mattsun lazily, the sun almost in his eyes but not quite. He shuffled to the left a bit so he could sit completely in the shade. “Won’t you just get afterschool tomorrow, Mattsun?”

The boy nodded, fluffy hair bouncing atop his head. His lips were set in a straight line and he opened his mouth to speak, bored expression sticking to his features almost comically, as if he were a doll that only had one emotion. You knew his face never reflected his feelings though.

“Yeah,” he gave no further explanation, just ripped a bit of bread from his lunch and pushed it past his lips into his mouth, chewing slowly and looking over to you. You smiled gently, taking a sip of the chocolate milk you’d picked up from the vending machine that morning but hadn’t had a chance to drink. “Why are you staring at me?” was what you decided to say to Issei after a few minutes, your eyes still locked with his. The corners of his mouth twitched up into a smirk and you sighed, cheeks puffing out.

“You’re so irritating sometimes, Mattsun. I swear Hajime’s the only responsible one here,” you looked over to your cousin, nudging his knee with yours and adding with a coy smile, “And me, of course.”

The brunette shook his head but didn’t bother to speak. “Y/n, you bring plants to school everyday.” Makki deadpanned, nodding his head towards your schoolbag. . You instinctively pulled it closer by one of the straps, crossing your legs so it was in between your thighs. “Not today, Makki. I didn’t bring anything but my work and lunch.”

Oikawa laughed, seemingly flying over to you and snatching up your bag. When he set it down there was a quiet clink, indicating there was, in fact, something inside. “Y/n seriously, you act as if they’re animals. Just leave them on your windowsill or something.” Makki stated as the captain unzipped your bag. You looked down in defeat when he pulled out a small terracotta plantpot with a tiny succulent in the middle. A burro’s tail, Mattsun thought. He recalled you showing him one when he was at yours after practice once.

The group snickered at the plant and you snatched it away, patting the soil to see if it was in need of water and pulling out your waterbottle to give it a bit. It clinked again when you set it down and Mattsun pulled your face up by the chin to see your expression just as you were about to give the plant a drink. You were pouting, he saw, and your eyebrows furrowed when he laughed at you, his lips curved into a beautiful smile as his voice escaped them.

That’s when you realised just how close his face was to yours. The volleyball team had gone quiet and were all watching you two but you didn’t think Issei had heard you, his forefinger hooked under your chin while his thumb brushed over the top. There was a lot more heat in your cheeks than before, you noticed and you’d dropped your bottle, spilling it over the pale concrete and staining it the colour of slate. Your ears picked up a snort from one of the boys and you tried to wiggle away from Mattsun’s grasp, shaking your head but he gripped your cheeks, squeezing them gently. “Stay there.” he ordered, voice low so the other’s probably couldn’t hear.

Issei leaned in closer, but to your surprise, his lips moved past your face and stopped at your ear, a snicker escaping. “You’re a dumbass, y/n.” was all he said but it surprised you and you yelped from the volume, your head banging against the wall. Your vision clouded and went dark, and when you woke up and raised your hand to the back of your head there was warm liquid over it. You didn’t know if it was blood or the water you’d spilt earlier, but when you saw all four of the third years crouched over you, you assumed it was blood. Iwaizumi pulled you up by your back and leant you against the wall, tapping your nose like he used to when you were kids.

“Mattsun, you fucking idiot! Shit like that can kill people!” you heard Makki’s voice and then saw Issei’s face above yours, worry filling his eyes. “Fuck, y/n, i didn’t mean to do that, i was trying to joke around,” he whispered, hand on your cheek. Oikawa pulled you up and wrapped your arm around his shoulder, his own slung across your back in case you were dizzy. He turned his head to face his teammates, “I’m taking them to the nurse’s office. Go to class without me,” the brunette informed them and when you stepped through the threshold of the office and collapsed onto the bed, Oikawa setting your bag down on the chair (along with your plant) the bell had rung and you saw the others pass by the office, glancing at you, Haijime waving as he passed.

You didn’t see Mattsun.

It wasn’t until the next weekend you saw Issei again. You were sat on the swing under the shade of the oak tree, swaying gently to the beat of some soft piano music after watering the dying rose bush when your dad called you out of the garden.

It took a few moments for you to recognise the boy sat on your sofa. Mattsun was holding a yellow plantpot in his hands delicately, tapping it with the edge of his too-long fingernails. He didn’t look at you when you sat down beside him but his cheeks puffed out and he set the pot down on your coffee table, your dad watching quietly from the kitchen with a cup of tea cradled in his hands.

“I didn’t mean to hurt you. I’m sorry.” was the only thing your friend said, after a long but comfortable silence. You nodded, hand on his thigh, “I know. I’m not mad though! Are you free now? We could go sit in the garden if you wanted to,” your voice grew quiet when the brunette looked up at you. He nodded, hair bouncing as he stood up and reached out a hand to help you up. You laced your fingers with his, smiling gratefully as he led you outside. You heard the kettle boiling and mugs clinking as your dad made two drinks for the pair of you.

It was still warm in your garden when you finished your picnic. The sun had started setting and the horizon was growing amber, the silhouettes of birds on telephone lines. The skin on your arms was golden from the light and Mattsun was laying next to you, his eyes closed so that his long eyelashes fluttered gently against his cheeks, long shadows extending across his skin.

Your fingers were tangled in his hair and you didn’t want to move them in case he woke up. Really, you had nothing to worry about. Issei wasn’t asleep, but you didn’t need to know that. The breeze fanned over your bare legs and the hairs stood on end. Maybe it was getting a little cold.

Issei opened his eyes when you shifted to move one of your blankets across your legs. He sat up and pulled it over his, shuffling closer to you. His lips were curved up into a delicate arc, tinted red from biting them constantly. His cheeks were flushed pink and his eyes were gazing over at your figure lazily, hooded and tired. You reached over to your bottle, opening it with a fizz. A little of the drink got onto your nose and Mattsun patted it away with the corner of his sleeve, his smile dropped and biting his lip in concentration.

“Mattsun?” he hummed, placing his hand over yours as you fiddled with the leaves of a hydrangea bush. “You look like you want to say something. What’s up?” your voice was very quiet, but he heard it just fine. The boy shook his head, curls ruffling against your shoulder.

“It’s nothing.”

You furrowed your brows but didn’t push any further, knowing that he’d deny it and eventually just leave if you kept asking. The hand that was resting on top of yours moved to your calf that was slung languidly across his thighs, his thumb rubbing circles into your warm skin. It was quiet, without any bird chirping in the background. You heard a car go past your garden; then silence.

His eyes shone when he looked over at you, and you didn’t know if it was the light from the house or if he was really just that beautiful, but it took the air out of your lungs all the same. The usual lazy smile danced on his lips and he pulled your head down and pressed the smile to your cheek, the feeling of his lips on your skin leaving a burning sensation; it felt good. The heat rose onto your face and it felt as if your whole body was on fire, all the way from the tips of your fingers to the top of your nose.

He was already looking away, though.

For Mattsun, this was enough; he didn’t know why his heart was pouding so hard it felt like his ribcage was going to crack open or why his eyes were trying to look anywhere but at you. And as much as he was scared, he liked it this way. If not telling you what he thought was happening to him meant that you could stay with him like this, he’d do it. He’d do anything.

The only thing stopping him was the feeling of your hand on his cheek and something heavy crawling into his lap; not until your lips met did he notice it was you who was so close to him. He saw the moon out of the corner of his eye, and the stars around it but nothing at that moment shone as brightly as you did. It was almost blinding, you were almost blinding.

Mattsun had never been very good with his words but he didn’t need them with you. You thought the look in his eyes when you both pulled away was enough to explain what he was thinking.

uhhh @reiningsun 👉👈 mayhaps?? KJBDKW im so embarrassed

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retrosimp · 3 years

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Thriller!

They go to the cinema in this episode.

Basically that's it.

The song is exactly a decade

too late but Night of the Living Dead came out on April 25 1985 so I hope I'll be forgiven.

As always, enjoy!

„Now is the time

For you and I to cuddle close together, yeah

All through the night

I'll save you from the terror on the screen

I'll make you see

That this is thriller

Thriller night

'Cause I can thrill you more

Than any ghoul would ever dare try

So let me hold you tight

And share a

(Killer, diller, chiller)

(Thriller here tonight)“

Michael Jackson, Thriller 1995

“Do you always have to sabotage everything I do? That date was nothing of your concern!” She pushed his shoulders but he didn't budge. Instead he smiled slyly. “It seemed to me like you'd enjoy a little courtship, forgive me if I misinterpreted.”

A/N: I did not spell check. No time yelp. But will do.

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“Hey Mina”, something hard pushed against her chair. Beside her Susan repressed a sidewards glance as she focused on their notes in physics.

The finals were coming up soon and someone had to pay attention. Clearly that's wasn't going to be her friend.

Another push against the back of her chair. This time Mina turned. A boy form her chemistry class, Martin was leaning over his desk slightly. He was one of the school's pretty boys — an athlete with green brown eyes and dark blond hair. She didn't know what he would possibly want from her.

“You wanna go to the movies this weekend ?” Her eyebrows shot up in surprise. Somewhat awkward Mina shifted in her seat. Couldn't he have picked a better place instead of homeroom, when literally no one was talking. She leaned over to him a little, trying to keep her voice quiet. “Uh, well. Why not. How about my friends Susan and Bobby tag along?” A croaked cough came from her left, Susan's head nearly burring itself into her papers.

Martin gave her dazzling smile that showed his white teeth. “I don't mind. So you into the new zombie movie— The return of the Living Dead just came out a couple days ago. I reckon you like scary stuff?”

Mina leaned over a little more. Somehow she liked the way he articulated. “I'm talking to you ain't I?” It earned her a quiet chuckle, while she watched Martin scribble down a number on a piece of paper before sliding it to her.

“So how about we meet there at 7?” This time it was Mina who smiled. Finally someone who didn't ask to pick her up on the first date. No wierd excuses she'd have to make.

“That'll work for us. I still have one condition though. ” Martin quirked his brows “So?”

“You pay for food and drinks ”

“You got yourself a deal.” Somewhere behind them Mr. Erickson had begun strolling through the rows and both students turned back to their papers, not before smiling at each other.

“What the hell? You can't just drag me into that!” Susan hissed into her ear as soon as Mina had turned forward. “As if you'd be that repulsed to spend some time in the dark with Bobby.” Susan narrowed her eyes and Mina had the impression she would be on her in an instant if it weren't for all the people around them.

Then her expression changed and Mina watched as Susan tapped her pen against her chin in thought while looking over her shoulder.

“Ok why not.”

From the back of the homeroom watching, were the Cobras Tommy, Dutch and Johnny, slouched in their chairs. “Well look who's getting all friendly with Mina.” Tommy commented while proceeding to draw a dick-face of Mr. Erikson on his table. Dutch slid his Walkman off his ears, grunting. “That guy is a total pussy. ” The waited for the tall blond to say something, but he didn't even look up form his textbook, his other hand casually resting on his thigh. Both Cobras scowled at that, Dutch returning his Walkman back to it's place shaking his head in disbelief.

“Well, Johnny? Since the tournament you've grown more and more quiet, you hardly chat up any girl anymore. It's like you're trying the LaRusso.” Tommy accused, now poking the tip of his pen into the flesh of Johnny's hand.

“Hey! Beat it okay?” the latter shook his hand in anger.

“I decide when I go after whom.” he stated, finally raising his eyes from his book.

The trio watched the dusty blonde hand Mina a slice of paper, them exchanging smiles before each of them returned to their studies.

Johnny sunk back into his chair a little more, casually crossing his legs. He thought of his Sensei's words: ‘Always strike first, never let your opponent make the first move.’

If he wanted to win this he had to move first, strike first. He caught Susan's stare from across the room, a feeling of certainty in his veins.

That's where his next move lay.

Mina paused in mid step regarding her reflection in her pocket mirror. She had actually dolled herself up a little, her hair pulled together in two little buns, a hint of lipstick dancing on her lips. She closed the mirror blinking. She hadn't even quite known herself why she had taken up Martin on his invitation. A small part of her thought about her stirring crush for a certain blonde. That was nonsense and exactly why she should go out with Martin. Only because his face was pretty it didn't mean she should get so immensed with him. Feelings were difficult and they were their exact opposites in the ways they lived, they dressed, existed.

Mina shook her head revolted by her own thoughts. Martin was a pleasurable distraction.

She made out Sue at the end of the small street, standing beneath a street lamp, as the street lay in a golden hue radiating from the setting sun.

“Hi! Have you been waiting long?” Mina greeted her friend, her mood already lifting. Susan shrugged with a small smile, something knowing gleaming in her eyes. “Not really, just been overthinking as usual. Though you seem to be in a especially good mood. Nothing to do with your date has it ?” Mina let her arm be laced with Sue's as they turned corners towards the cinema. “Maybe, maybe not. We'll see.”

Susan gave her a long glance, a small smirk tugging at her lip. Somehow this made Mina feel a little insecure.Susan never really smirked. She was more of a smiler. Frowning she tried to shake off her doubts. Surely everything would turn out just fine.

A line had already formed to the entrance of the movies as it was Saturday night. When Susan felt a tug on her arm she knew that her friend had seen them.

“You brought the Cobras?!” her friend hissed, Susan only laughing at Mina's anger. “Well, since you set me up with Bobby I of course asked him out right away and well it seems like his friends are in the mood for a movie. I didn't know - no reason to bail on your date right?” The open sarcasm in Susan's voice told Mina that her friend was outwardly lying. Her good mood lessened with every step they took. “I knew I should've thought this through a little better.” she muttered rolling her eyes.

Susan squeezed her arm, seeing Bobby and Martin engaged in a conversation. “Look there they are !” She breathed, happiness evident in her voice. At least one of them was optimistic, so why should it be that bad, Mina pondered before focussing her attention back to reality. She really HAD to stop zoning out.

Bobby and Martin greeted the girls with a brief hug and in Susan's case a kiss to the cheek.

“Hey, how you doin' — wow you look stunning. ” Martin gave one of his most charming smiles that always left a dreamy effect on girls. “Hi, um well great since I've been with you! Did we reserve tickets or are we just going to buy them on a whim?” she questioned, lightly answering his smile. “No, Bobby here actually reserved us some seats. The dude approached me after football training. Really great idea of you man.” Martin nudged Bobby's shoulder who looked up and over Mina's shoulder smirking. “Oh it's nothing.”

She turned her head. The other Cobras stood a few people behind them. Dutch was wearing his usual sunglasses even without sun, Tommy sipped on some drink talking to Jimmy while Johnny was in their middle towering over the other guests Today he was spotting a navy blue polo and had his platine blond hair slight pushed back. It made look like he'd run from a commercial. Noting how the shirt seemed to compliment his eyes, Mina found herself looking at them. They made eye contact briefly and the intenseness of it made her skin prickle in shivering delight. She quickly turned towards Martin again, avoiding Johnny's stare, nethertheless still feeling it on her skin.

‘Something's off about these tickets for sure.’ she thought as they were granted entrence, Martin paying for her and himself, while Bobby did the same for Susan. On instinct Mina's hands ichted towards her purse. She hated owing people.

“So what do you want?” Martin gestured towards the food stand. “Nachos with cheese and a diet coke.” The answer shot from her lips in an instant. Since this was about as close as Mina was going to get to dinner today she had already pondered about her answer since her walk down to the movie theatre. She added a “Please”, having to bite her lip under Martin's lush green stare. He grinned “Someone's already given this some thought huh? Okay, be back in a sec.” Bobby, Susan you want something ?” Bobby nodded “I'll join you.”

Susan and Mina watched the boys get in line, before Susan turned to her friend handing her her bag. “I need to use the bath, you hold on to my bag while I'm gone.” Frowning Mina wanted to propose accompanying her but Sue had already whisked away, making her way through the crowded lounge.

Shrugging Mina rummaged in her backpack in search of her Walkman. She had newly gotten it from her first little savings she had managed to put aside. The hard work at the pub was beginning to pay off.

She was just about to press play and listen to Michael Jacksons „Beat It“ when a voice from behind caused her to startle.

“Five minutes in and you got ditched already?”

A second later an arm was dropped around her. Crossing her arms she first eyed Dutch to her right and then Johnny to her left. She brushed off Dutch's arm who was busy throwing popcorn in his mouth, before glaring at Johnny. “No he's just buying something to eat. Besides I'm not the one here with my friends.” Dutch leaned back on her shoulder “Hey what about us?” Johnny raised his eyebrows grinning, also leaning in so that his breath tingled her ear.

“Yeah, what about them?”

Seeing Bobby and Martin parting from the stand, their hands full with goodies, Mina took the opportunity to push both Cobras from her and hurrying towards them. She heard them laugh at her and in a moment of annoyance gave them the finger without turning.

As half expected that only entertained them more.

Martin greeted her by pressing diet coke and Nachos in her outstretched hand. Breathing in their delicious scent and taking a sip of her drink she felt herself relax instantly, a happy sigh escaping her lips.

Martin grinned stealing a Nacho from her. “If I'd known this is everything it takes to make you happy I would've tried that sooner.” He nodded to the Cobras who were now slouched in some seats at the back. They were laughing as Bobby said something to Tommy before making his way back over to them. “What was going on over there? You and Lawrence friends or something?”

Mina paused drinking briefly,settling for her favourite answer: “Oh let's just leave it at something. Want to go in? We have about 3 minutes before the ads are over and the movie starts.” Martin gave her a half smile, narrowing his eyes at something over her shoulder, before placing a hand around it, the two making their way to their seats.

Mina had been waiting for Susan who arrived 5 minutes late a little out of breath and her hair a little messed up. So that's what had been going down. Bobby took a seat beside her and wordlessly Mina dumped Susan's bag on her feet, staring at the screen. “Okay I get that you're upset, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have bailed on you but I figured since you and Martin were on a date some alone time might be nice.” Susan whispered in her ear, indeed sounding a tiny bit guilty. Not that she was.

“Yeah only that I spent most of my 'alone-time' with Johnny and Dutch being the usual idiots.” Mina hissed back. Speaking of them — the movie was already 10 minutes in and she had not yet seen the Cobras. Maybe they had chosen another movie ? She regarded Martin's profile to her right, their hands inches away from each other rating on the armholder.

“Look I'm sorry ok...” She weakly smiled at her friend. “It's alright Susan let's just enjoy ourselves ok?”

Just then something flew past her face. Or so Mina thought. When nothing happened for a few seconds she turned her attention back to the screen.

The first half of the film passed relatively quiet, besides for the undeads moans and groans and the shrieks of survivors who's brains were being devoured. Nothing out of the ordinary.

That was when Mina noticed a shift to her right, a warm arm being draped around her.

She eyed Martin who gave her an alluring smile. His closeness suddenly made her uncomfortable.

‘Oh God hopefully he doesn't lean in for a kiss.’

As if having read her thoughts she noticed him leaning in a little closer, her head leaning away.

Just then something soared though the air and this time hit her and Martin. She pulled the projectible from her hair frowning — it was popcorn. As another wave hit her she turned towards the direction they came from.

About three rows behind them sat the Cobras, Johnny throwing a popcorn in his mouth before crunching it, smirking and raising his eyebrows cockily. The gleaming blues held nothing but mischief as Mina tried to stare him down.

Huffing she turned, a small grin tugging at the corner of her mouth. She mustn't let him know but he did kinda save her ass there.

The throwing didn't stop there though. Everytime Martin would get a little closer again, or sometimes just like that, when a scary scene passed, a few clumps of popcorn hit their backs as if to remind her that Johnny was right behind her. Somehow that annoying gesture felt surprisingly comforting.

Tommy grinned at Johnny who was munching on some popcorn watching Martin eye them darkly after turning around once more.

“You're really ruining his night man” he chuckled taking a sip on the coke Johnny had smuggled into the cinema. It was laced with whisky. “Don't you think it'll annoy her?” Jimmy whispered from his other side. Dutch had fallen asleep during the first 20 minutes of the movie and was snoring lightly between them.

“Naw man, this is an alpha move. Babes love that shit. Besides —” he paused to throw another few “as long as I get to annoy the bastard next to her I'm having a great time. It's a win win.”

Jimmy made a face. “Well I don't know if you'll win her that way....” “Nonense Jimmy!” Tommy gesticulated wildly, nearly spilling some coke on Johnny's pants. “Hey watch it. Guys calm down, I bet you that by the end of the night she'll let me drive her home.” Tommy patted his back smirking “Makes another two times before you'll stay over. A player as always! Hey Johnny how about - ” Tommy began whispering something into Johnny's ear that Jimmy wasn't able to catch. Annoyed he turned back to Dutch, laying his head against his deciding that maybe it was his time to nod off.

Johnny eyed Tommy from under his long pale lashes, biting his lip in consideration before extending his hand and fiving his friend.

“Ok it's a deal. If it works you'll back off with Susan alright? ”

Tommy narrowed his eyes before shifting his gaze to the rows in front of them where Susan was tightly clutching onto Bobby, clearly frightened. “Fine.”

As the credits finally rolled on, the tension between her and Martin was unbearable. He had stopped smiling but instead twisted around every so often to glare at Johnny behind them. Mina was partly dreading the confrontation that was about to dawn but also — and that was knew since she didn't like fighting — relished it. Somebody standing up to Johnny was rare, it made it him saving her ass a tiny bit better. If she was lucky maybe this could turn out more interesting than the movie.

Martin sprang up as soon as the lights went on spinning around to make his way to the Cobras when she caught his arm. “Wait for me?”

For a short second his gaze flickered but his mouth was still tight. They exited back to the lounge, Bobby and Susan close behind.

“This is going to be good.” Bobby promised Susan, his eyes glittering. She was reminded in that instant that he still was a troublemaker Cobra. “Ugh just grow up.” she huffed and increased her walking speed to catch up with Mina, who trailed behind Martin.

“What's going on?”

“You didn't notice ?? Just how involved were the two of you?!” Mina hissed and Susan answered with a blush. Both girls watched as Martin went up to the Cobras, giving Johnny a push who had turned his back to him.

“What the hell man? What's your problem?!”

Martin raised his voice. Some other guests paused regarding the scene whispering.

“What's my problem? I could ask you just the same, throwing your junk at us! ” Johnny grinned nudging Tommy who chuckled darkly.

“Uhuhu, us he says, you sure your date didn't just come here for the food ?”

Mina rolled her eyes. Just when he'd been in her favour he had to spoil it by being a jackass again.

Martin seemed to think similar because he gave Johnny another push that sent him against Jimmy behind him. The blonde was on him in a second “Oh so you wanna take this outside huh? You want it, you got it !” with that he gave Martin a solid kick to the face, so fast that the spectators only comprehended the action as Martin tumbled onto the ground a hand to his nose.

“You Son of a —” Martin was about to go at Johnny again, when security approached them.

“All of you out, now.” Dutch turned to them. “Or what huh, what you gonna do.”

The security man gripped his belt. “Or I'm gonna teach you some manners before the cops arrive. Now move it.”

Unable to comprehend what had been going down Susan and Mina stared as the boys were escorted outside. Life came into her as the door clicked behind them, making her race after the group of boys. Outside she saw Martin and Johnny about to go at each other again, the adrenaline making her run so fast she mildly crashed into Johnny, who caught her, much to Martin's anger. Pushing the two from each other she tried to reason. “Hey Martin I had fun tonight, just let it slip, he's annoying.” she pointed her chin towards Johnny who rolled his eyes, his hands still not leaving her waist.

Martin stared at her before shaking his head laughing. “Yeah right, you know what, by the looks of it you two really do go well together. And since he's been “feeding” you popcorn all night why not have him drive you home to feed you something else. I'm outta here.” raising his hands at her protest her turned stalking into the night.

The Cobras laughed, Johnny winking at Mina. “Well I'd say he's a little hot-headed but I'm sure you're going to be alright.”

Mina was furious. How dare he. How dare Martin. All of these guys had made fun on her expense.

Without thinking she punched Johnny's jaw. He looked at her bewildered but still laughing, her turning and speeding down the street.

He was such a motherfucker!

“Hey wait up! ” Johnny yanked her towards him. She turned on him seething.

„Do you always have to sabotage everything I do!? That date was nothing of your concern!” She gave him a strong push to the shoulders, but he didn't budge. Instead he smiled slyly. “It seemed to me like you'd enjoy a little courtship, forgive me if I misinterpreted. ”

“Ah so you call throwing stuff at me your way of courting ? Well FYI that doesn't work on me! ”

“It didn't? I thought you liked it when that imp backed off.” “Don't call him - ah well forget it, he's an asshole your an asshole, you have more in common than you might think.”

Johnny quirked his brow at her tantrum seemingly amused. “Ah yeah?”

“Oh my god why do you always have to act like this? Just when I'm starting to get to the point where I'd rate you a moderate brat you go all in to prove your a total tosser!” He raised his hands defeat, though Mina could make out dimples forming around his mouth as if he was repressing a grin. “Ok look, I might have pushed it a little today.”

Folding her arms she eyed him, suspiciousness in her gaze. “So you're sorry?” Johnny shrugged, now openly grinning so that his white teeth gleamed under the streetlight. “Not really.”

He ran a hand though his hair and unwillingly Mina noted how sexy the gesture looked on him. “I just wanted to tease you a little, you look cute all flustered” As if on command, Mina felt her cheeks heating. She hoped he didn't notice. Telling from his grin he did. Great. His gaze was so intense that Mina had to repress a squeak of mixed delight and anxiety. How could that guy let her emotions go wild in such an irrational way?

„Well then, later doll.”

With that he turned, leaving her to gape after him. She was hoping for some meaningful words and got - this??

‘The typical Johnny!’ She stomped up her foot in a childish manner before running to catch up with his long strides, now her pulling his arm. “Hey! You owe me a ride!”

“Oh I thought you'd never ask.” he pulled the red passengers door open of his Avanti, winking. She blinked mildly puzzled. Had it been parked in front of the cinema before?

“Hop in doll.” A hand on her back he helped her get in and instinctively Mina knew that he had achieved exactly what he had wanted.

“Would you please stop calling me that?!”

He swung himself in beside her turning his car keys. “Whatever you say princess.”

She scowled at him, turning in her seat.

“So where we headed?”

Sighing she muttered “Reseda. The place where Daniel lives.”

“Oh so you're neighbours?” Did she imagine it or had he sounded a little surprised. Mina turned her face back on him again, watching how the wind moved his blonde bangs as they drove.

“Yeah. You go anything to say?”

“No, but check out this song, it's pretty great. ” he turned up the radio with his left hand Panama blasting from the stereo. Instinctively Mina hummed along, a grin making it's way onto her lips.

“No way, you listen to Van Halen??”

Johnny shrugged one hand on the steering wheel while the other opened a box revealing lots of different tapes of various colours and genres.

“Course I do, look at the onces that I got.”

Rumaging through the tapes she found a various mix of artists ranging from ACDC, Billy Idol, Kiss and Led Zeppelin to Tears for Fears and Simple Minds.

“Well there's more to you after all!” Mina teased unable to stop smiling.

“You can lend some if you want to.” he paused before adding “I saw your Walkman at the cinema.”

Mina looked up at him, surprised to find him mere inches away looking down at her. They had halted in front of her apartment complex. She bit her lip, a warm feeling in her stomach due to his tender gesture. Or maybe it was the way his face just hovered about hers. He watched as she bit her lip before talking out a tape cassette by Kim Wilde. “Mind if I borrow this?”

A half smile was on his lips as he leaned back, his face illuminated by the honey coloured streetlight.

“Nah it's cool. In fact keep it. I got the album on vinyl lying round home somewhere.”

“Uh thanks, and also thanks for the ride.” Mina fidgeted with her fingers alarmed by her own sudden shyness. She was usually cocky so since when had the cat got her tongue? He shrugged

“Think of it as a make up gift after today.”

“Well I gotta go.” she unfastened her seatbelt before lifting her face towards him for a brief moment. Quick as a breeze she felt his finger tips stroke her cheek, pushing back a lock of hair. For a second she thought she had imagined it.

“I'll see you in school.” he said his voice low.

Only managing to nod, Mina got out of the car with wobbly knees and her hands clutching the cassette.

Turning she watched as he let the engine of his Convertible roar before pulling away into the dimly illuminated street.

Even after the headlights were not to anymore to be seen, Mina couldn't get herself to move.

Instead her realisation glued her to the spot where seconds ago they had sat in his car.

For a moment she had dreaded he would kiss her and she only realized now, that it was not because she didn't want it but of how much Mina noticed she actually did.

She had a crush on Johnny Lawrence.

That was bad.

#william zabka #cobra kai #karate kid #johnny lawrence #fanfiction #ralph macchio #80s movies #1984

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sunnysidekisses · 3 years

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The book of things

A tutorial, of sorts.

To start, what is this book of things?? Well you see, for those with racing minds and wandering hearts like me, who wish to know and to see and to do, who have but an ordinary life hinted with a passion, it is a safe space.

It is how i organize my thoughts, personally. It is just a notebook i picked up from the dollar store in a pattern i liked, filled with all that i know and see and do and like, written with my favorite writing utensil. And i think some may appreciate a little guidance on how to start one and what to dump in there.

How to start!

Pick up a note book or journal!! I like my paper lined, but the style/type is up to your preference. Pick something you enjoy, and make it pretty. Pick one in any size you want too!! If you like big books, find the biggest one you can. If you want to always carry it, maybe try something a little smaller.

Next, if you don't have a favorite pen/pencil/writing utensil, find one that interests you. I got a dip pen on amazon pretty cheap and love it, i gifted my sister some extra fine, scented colored markers she uses alongside a normal pen to decorate her writing in her journal.

Just make it fun!! Pick up stickers if you want them, washi tapes, highlighters, inks & gel pens & colors. Just make it yours.

Ideas to put into your everything book

If your like me and like botany, add pages about plants!! What they do, are they poisonous, their significant history, etc

Adding on to botany, i specifically like the medicinal side, if that interests you, dump your research in and add details about salves, teas, barks etc.!!

If you like animals a lot, dedicate pages to them!! Their biology, history, diets, skills & weaknesses, common diseases, all of it!!

Adding on to both, add pages describing how to identify these plants and animals. Or how to track those animals, if you want

For history try; roman empire era wars, the witch hunts history, old religions like paganism and how they affect us now, ancient human ancestors, details about how your ancestors may have lived

Honestly? Lots about anyones ancestors!!! Your interested in asia? Research them!! Learn the history and culture, write it down

Write letters to whomever may be reading the book, even if you never intend to show it. Sometimes writing to our imaginary, safe audience is fun

Write about urban legends!!

Write down the interesting things you saw today

Write down your favorite recipes, and add silly notes about it!!

Write pages about your fandoms, ships (if you have any), character details, etc!

Write poetry

Write stories

Add doodles and detail the origin

Write about mythologies and ancient civilizations, i really liked learning about the inca and aztec

Add lists!! Lists of how many buttons you own, how many doors are in your house, how many windows you have, your grocery list, your favorite books, the books you recommend, the books you hated

Write about modern witchcraft

Write like you live in Shakespearean england

Write a long vent page

Describe your house in great detail

Write down your dreams

Write down your daydreams

Make pretty spreads

Write down notes on something you think is super cool

Add notes to those notes

Write down dictations and passages from books

Describe your daily life in depth

Talk about your mental illnesses or disorders

Write about that one friend

Write about your stuffed animals

Describe a wierd culture thing that makes no sense to you

Be chaotic!!! This book isn't for outside eyes;!! Don't make it pretty!! Its not those stupid aesthetic notes you see on Instagram, its not study material

Scribble in the margins!! Highlight cool words!!

Make a mini dictionary with words you describe

Or cool words you find

And have fun!!! This book is for you, not others.

#sunny talks #a little book of everything #mini tutorial #diy

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lihikainanea · 4 years

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Hi, so it might sound wierd but I would love to hear more about you and the photog dude,like how you meet and a little history about you two haha. Also , I feel like so many women have a guy like that in their lives those days. Anyways,you're amazing and I just wanna say you do you girl! Do what makes you happy! Hugs - 🐞

Oh my sweet bugaboo, buckle up.

Me and Photog Dude--we actually go way back. We went to high school together. He was a skater dude, I was the quiet nerdy and weird girl in the corner trying to be exactly like Kat from 10 Things I Hate About You, scribbling Edgar Allen Poe poems all over my notebooks.

He was...unfortunate looking in high school. And before you get mad at me for saying that, just know that I was also unfortunate looking in high school. Aren’t we all? Anyway, he was short. Really short. He had bad acne, big braces, and this weird white boy ‘fro. He was a total stoner, he’d graffiti anything that stayed still for long enough. We never mingled much, but we always sat next to each other in class because we were seated alphabetically and we have very similar last names.

After high school, fast forward 3 years later and I walk into a philosophy elective in college and his stoner ass is there (fun fact--he was legit so stoned in college that when I talk to him about this now, he has no recollection.)

Didn’t see him after that. He didn’t even last the whole semester. He dropped out, I kept him on my Facebook, never really paid much attention.

But then 2 years ago, he started posting some photos that were just...incredible. It was from his trip to a city that I used to live in, and some of the photos really caught my eye. They were beautiful. I checked out his professional page, and just thought holy fuck...this dude has talent. And I messaged him, because I’m big on complimenting people. I told him that his work was stunning, and that I was glad he was able to turn it into a career because I always remembered him being creative. We chatted back and forth for a bit, maybe a week or so, and then he invited me to his vernissage.

Maybe I got the wrong idea, maybe he was being deceitful, who knows. In any case, none of my friends were free so I roll up to this vernissage looking bomb. Smelling good. Hair in full effect.

He walks in, and I literally almost pass out--because Jesus he got so fucking hot. He’s taller now--not ideal 6′5 tall but tall enough--and he has beautiful scruff. Bright green eyes. A strong jaw. He’s all lumberjack with plaid and leather and he smells good and I’m squirming in my bar seat.

But then he rolls up with his girlfriend, whom he had been dating for 8 years.

Lei gets drunk, goes home with the bartender. Makes a point of waving to Photog Dude and winking at him as I make my way out. I go off on a tour of the world (remember when I used to travel? har), never think about him again.

Until a few months later, when I get word that he’s single. He dumped his girlfriend because they were just in different places in life.

I plot. I plan the attack. We start chatting again.

Randomly, on Valentine’s Day, I go to a local dive bar with my best friend and ‘ol Green Eyes is there. We make out in the hallway near the bathrooms, because I am classy like that.

We start sleeping together shortly after.

And from then on, friend, that’s where we’re at. It’s a mess. I really only started to get more invested this year, when I stopped travelling. It was complicated before but it worked--I’d be away, and then I’d find out that he went somewhere to a log cabin with a group of friends and fooled around with a girl there. And I’d get peeved, but I was no better--I have dudes in Sweden and in Denmark and a few other places that I was getting with too.

It’s been rough lately, only because I legitimately don’t know if I’ve caught feelings or if I’m just bored. He’s so goddamn pretty and the sex is great and now in my mind it’s ~love~, but I also don’t think about his bitch ass when I’m getting flung by my dude in Sweden.

I think I’m just bored and in need of love.

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fairymadnessyeah · 5 years

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The Day Shouto discovered his sister is a Girl

Notes: Fuyumi needs more love. That’s all

Fandom: Boku no Hero Academia

Genre: Fluff

Pairings: Fuyusei (FuyumixTense) Huwumi (FuyumixHawks)

Summary: Or the four times Shouto Todoroki saw someone flirting with Fuyumi and the one time he did something about it.

WARNING: Mineta being Mineta

The first time it happened it took him by surprise and it left as soon as it came. He was also not prepared.

The whole class had just came back from winter break and were all sharing stories from their time apart in the common room. Mina had gone ice-skating, Jirou, Kaminari and Momo went to a concert together, Koda had gone to a rally in the park, Hagakure and Ojiro were now officially dating.

“What about you guys?” Asui asked, looking at him, Midoriya and Bakugou. “Did you do anything apart from the internship kero?”

“Well, I spent a lot of time with my mom. And my dad came back for two weeks, so I also spent a lot of time with him.” Midoriya said as his cheeks turned pinkish for being in the spotlight. “Oh, and I had dinner with Kacchans family.”

Bakugou growled at that as everybody chuckled at the image. They sometimes forgot how close the two actually were. Then all eyes turned to him. Guess it was his turn to talk.

“I…. I learnt how to make snow cones with my sister…”

“WAIT,” Kaminari interrupted him. “You have a sister?”

“Yeah, her name is Fuyumi. She’s a teacher…” He said, taking out his phone and displaying a photo of her on the screen (a selfie Natsuo took with him and Fuyumi squished to his side) and passed the phone for his classmates to see.

Their reaction were… wierd. At least for him. Fuyumi was like a second mom to him. She cooked for him, cleaned, took care of him, she even helped him in some subjects to enter U.A. So other people calling her thing like, cute, nice, or other was not what he was accustom to.

“Man, I sure wish your sister gave private classes….” Mineta slured with drool dripping out of his mouth. He was stopped by Jirou and one of her earjacks.

“What….”

“So, IIDA,” Shouto got interrupted again but this time by Sero “What did you do on winter break?”

The second time lasted longer. And Fuyumi was there. Sort of. He wasn’t prepared this time either.

They had just left the hospital after an evening with Mom and were going to their now usual hangout, a small french cafe. They had come so many times that the staff already knew their orders by heart.

He went to the register as Fuyumi picked a table for them. But as he was waiting in line to order, he couldn’t help but listen part of the conversation between two men in front of him.

“You saw the hottie that just entered… the one sitting alone in the back,?”

"Yeah, what do you think her bra size is?”

He stoped listening after that. He was not going to pay attencion to two pigs without manners. Soon they left with their order and Shoto received his minutes later. When he turned to find his sister, he saw the two pigs were next to her table while she was looking at her phone, completly ignoring them.

He didn’t understood it. Why would they do that? And with Fuyumi no less.

Yes he knew his sister was pretty and polite, but that didn’t mean that guys should go after her. Yes, she was in a dateable age, but… but… Fuyumi didn’t date and that was it.

He was marching there with every intencion of roasting the two pigs, when they left on their own. But not before giving her a flimsy piece of paper and throwing her a kiss.

When he sat on the table, he asked her what happend to which Fuyumi responded: “Nothing I couldn’t handle, don’t worry. Besides, it happens all the time.”

Oh, okay. His sister could handle it…..

Wait, what does she mean by all the time?

The third and fourth time happened so close to each other that he was not able to react to neither of them. Even though he was prepared.

It was during an open class day. Kind of like a culture festival, but only two people per student. Natsuo wasn’t able to come due to a tournament, so Fuyumi came alone.

The day started as a normal school day, except when the heroics class came, the students guest’s were able to watch and or participate. During his hero class, he saw Fuyumi chatting animatedly with a guy on a wheelchair. Most likely Iida’s brother.

That was okay.

He was okay with that.

Iida Tensei was respectable, polite and hard working…. and if anything did went wrong, he was in a wheelchair…. a little push and it was over….. so, yes…. he was okay with it….. he was…

Okay, he wasn’t. Why wasn’t he?

And apparently he was starring too. Because Midoriya asked him what was wrong. “Nothing, I just…. nothing” He responded turning his back to his sister and watching her laught with the ex pro-hero.

"Todoroki, why are you glaring at Iidas brother?" Asui asked him bluntly as always. He could feel how everybody was waiting for his explanations to why he was rudely starring at a disabled man.

"Hey, pay attention half and half bastard!" To be honest, he has never been more grateful for Bakugou's crude language.

When the exercise was over and class A and B joined their guest, the first thing he noticed was another guy talking to his sister.

This one was blonde and his laught was just like Monomas. He looked like an asshole.

"Why is everybody flirting with my sister?" He asked himself with a sigh quietly.

But apparently not quiet enough, since Mineta decided to answer him.

"She does have a great size of knockers"

Judging by how fast Minetas face had turned white, he must of not have reacted well to that.

The fifth time he saw it happened he did something. He was prepared. Or so he thought.

He was just arriving home for the weekend when he heard it. Laughter. From his sister and somebody else. He pressed himself against the tatami wall to hear better.

"... and somehow we ended up in the roof of the Empire State"

"You have the wildest night out, Takami"

Who the hell was Takami?

"Well, we are always looking for another partner in crime. We loved if you come"

Once he heard that, he automatically slided the door open. And in the couch, way too close to Fuyumi, holding a cup was the number 2 hero, Hawks. The door opening made both adults look up and, thankfully, separate a little.

"Hi Shouto" Fuyumi welcomed him with a smile "How are you? How was school?"

"Fine" He responded as he sat in between them. "My scar itches though, do we have something for it?" He turned his back to Hawks to ask his sister.

"I think we still do. Wait here" With that she left the room.

"Your eye okay, Shouto?" And now to deal with the bird infestations.

"No. You should leave" He told him looking at him dead in the eyes. He only got a confused stare as a response.

Time to bring out the big gun. "Does Endevor know you are here flirting with his only daughter?"

He doubted his old man would care. But from his reaction, he didn't know that. Perfect.

"I have the cream for your scar Shouto." And just in time for his sister to come back into the room.

She handed it to him and asked if he needed help applying it. "No, I'm fine. Thank you, sis". He smiled at her and then returned to stare at Hawks.

She smiled in return and turned to Hawks, who jumped back to his feet when he felt her gaze. "Is everything okay, Takami?"

Suddenly, Hawks grinned at him but changed it to a smile when he turned to Fuyumi.

"Yeah, I just didn't realise what time it was. But..." He took out a napkin and a pen from the pockets of his hero costume and scribbled something down. He then gave the napkin to Fuyumi. "If you want a wild night out, call me."

His sister turned red like a tomato while he saw red. He chased Hawks out of the house and once he left, he went back to Fuyumi to see her staring confused at the napkin with Hawks number.

The end.

#bnha #mha #todoroki fuyumi #shouto todoroki #tensei iida #takami keigo #Hawks #huwumi #fuyusei #protective!Shouto #protective younger sibling

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dontatmethanks · 5 years

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Part of your world

A Levihan fic (mermaid AU)

AN: Hey bebes 👋🏼 I’m finally back with chapter 6! Sorry it took so long, I’ll try my best so it won’t happen again 😭💕

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Chapter 6

They next day Levi felt utterly embarrassed to say the least. How could he have allowed himself to let his guard down around that woman so easily? The answer would remain a complete mystery for now.

While Levi acted extremely awkward around the doctor but she acted as if nothing has really changed. She greeted him with her usual overly cheery tone and gracious smile. She fed him his breakfast this morning since only Sasha and Historia were helping her today. She treated him no different from any other days, she chatted him up like usual while he ate, and pushed him to his limit during his physical therapy exercises.

The mermyd was absolutely dumbfounded.

Perhaps she was secretly wierded out by his unusual display of emotion, and was too put off to by him to say anything about it.

Should he apologize?

This whole thing was too much for him.

Hange jumped in surprise when Levi slapped his deformed tail harshly into the water, spraying her in the face in the process.

“Hey! You did that on purpose.” She cried before sputtering the water out of her mouth and giving him a harmless glare.

Levi tried to give her his usual noncommittal bored glare but found it difficult to keep a straight face when he saw the state she was in. Her now wet bangs clinger to the sides of her cheeks, her glasses were spotted with water droplets and tilted awkwardly on her nose. She almost looked like a beached sea lion.

Levi snorted when she pouted at him.

“That just earned you two more laps.” She whined, pointing to the water around him. He just rolled his eyes, gills flaring in annoyance.

Once Levi completed said laps and Hange dried herself off it was then when Levi decided he’d confront her about what happened.

“Oi, shitty glasses.” The mer piped up at her.

She turned to face him from her position on the rocks in front of him, lowering the towel from her face and tilting her head to the side. That’s when Levi noticed that she didn’t have her glasses on, and her hair was down. He had to stop his jaw from almost hitting the sand below him as his voice got caught in the back of his throat.

Levi would definitely be lying to himself if he said that he didn’t find her extremely attractive at this moment.

Cheeks burning he quickly turned his head away, glaring at nothing in particular. Hange gives him a confused look before wiping her lenses and sliding them back on the bridge of her hooked nose.

“What is it Levi?” Hange asks him, attention fully directed towards the dark haired mermyd.

Levi glanced back at the woman, face now back to his usual bored expression.

“About last night..” he starts. “..that was..” he can feel his face heat up again with embarrassment again and looks down at his sharp nails.

Hange, noticing his frustration, scoots closer to him and brings her knees up to her chest. She folds her arms over them and rests her head above them.

“There’s no reason to be embarrassed Levi,” She tells him with a small smile. “We all have our moments...and it’s always good to have someone to help you get through them.”

Levi just stares at her with an unreadable expression, not knowing what to say.

“Anywaaays.” Hange drawls and stretches her arms above her head before getting up. “Sasha will be feeding you your lunch later, I have a few things to take care of, regarding a couple of sharks. Please be cooperative, Levi.” She finished with a pleading tone.

Levi rolled his eyes and drew back against the water. A painful jolt shot from his tail to his upper back, causing him to grunt in pain. Hange caught it Instantly and knelt back down to his side, just as he was steadying himself against a rocky edge.

“What hurts?” Hange asked him, worry etched all over her face.

Levi shook his head, to be honest he didn’t know. The pain was sharp and jarring, it made his body feel hot and ache all over.

“I don’t..” He panted as he attempted to drag his body out of the water, Hange quickly helped him by pulling him out by underneath his armpits and laying him flat on the sand.

“...i feel..hot.” He groaned as the pain began come in harsh waves, shooting up from the tip of his tail fin and blooming in his chest.

Falling onto her knees, she pressed the back of her hand against the of his forehead. It felt hot and clammy, Levi almost sighs at the feeling of her cool hand against his skin.

“You’re burning up!” Hange exclaimed as she pulled away, eyebrows pulled up in concern.

“Nggh..” the mer groaned again as the pain intensified, tail twitching and back arching off the ground.

“Do something..gah, shitty...ugh!” It was getting hard for him to breathe, his gills fluttered weakly as Levi curled into a ball. He clawed at his chest where the pain flared at an almost excruciating level.

Hange shot up to her feet and cursed under her breath, she was going to need help. Looking back down at the feverish Mermyd who was writhing on the ground she made a quick assessment on the symptoms he was showing before darting towards the enclosure’s entrance. She almost ran over Historia and Sasha who were waiting outside, chatting amiably with their wet gear.

“Dr. Hange, is everything okay?” Historia asked.

Hange shook her head before looking back worriedly into the enclosure.

“I need the two of you to look after him while I get some help. He needs to go to the med bay, radio me if he stops breathing!” She briefs them before dashing away.

Both girls look at each other in alarm before darting into the enclosure.

Five minutes later Hange arrives with both Moblit and Mike, the two males dragging a stretcher and med kit with them. The brunette thanked the two teens after helping Moblit and Mike deposit Levi onto the stretcher. Hange noticed that he’s gotten noticeably paler during her absence and a thin layer of sweat clung to his body. He was shaking and shivering, mumbling incoherent words as he tossed and turned.

“You two stay with the others, they should be assisting Nanaba in the lab.” She ordered the girls who nodded and rushed out of the enclosure.

Hange followed Mike and Moblit as they quickly wheeled Levi to the Med bay. Once they got there Hange, with the help of Petrea, put Levi in an ice bath to help lower his burning temperature.

Once they were able to bring the Mermyd’s temperature down to a level that they could work with, they transported him to one of the recovery rooms and hooked him up to an iv that had something for the pain. At this point he had fell into a deep unconsciousness.

“His vitals are returning to normal.” Petra mumbled as she scribbled onto Levi’s chart on her clipboard.

“That’s great,” Hange sighed as she watched the mer sleep, tail protruding underneath the covers and hanging over the edge of the bed limply. “I’m going to monitor him for a while, just until his fever breaks.”

Petra nods, orange hair bobbing along the sides of her hair delicately. The petite woman gazed at Levi with an expression of pity.

“Poor thing, he can’t seem to catch a break. What could’ve triggered his fever?”

Hange shook her head. “I’m not sure, it happened out of nowhere. He was completely fine before, I fed him his breakfast, he did great during his exercises. We were just talking when suddenly the pain started.”

“Hm..” Petra hummed thoughtfully. “I’ll see what I can find in the records.”

“That would be ideal yes.” Hange agreed. “I’ll do some research into the Mermyd’s health history. Won’t be much information but it wouldn’t help to try. Thank you, Petra.”

Petra smiled at the brunette before excusing herself out of the room.

Hange turned back to Levi, he still looked very pale and sweaty but at least he stopped shivering. The room was relatively silent around them, except for the sounds the machines he was hooked up to made.

Hange jumped when the radio on her hip crackled to life.

“Dr.Hange, report to my office.” It was Erwin.

She sighed before answering. “Got it. I’ll be there in a few.” She said before sparing one last glance at Levi and exiting the room.

The air around him felt cold an dry, but yet his lungs did not protest when his gills swallowed it greedily.

He shifted his limbs and paused, the surface below him did not feel like rough rocks or grainy sand. It wasn’t the thin roped of his hammock either, instead he felt soft, plush cloth underneath.

The mer slowly open his gray slate eyes only to flinch at the bright light above him. He sequeezed his eyes shut and turned his head before slowly opening them again, blinking blearily to adjust his eyesight to focus.

The room around him was painted white, glancing to right he spotted a window with the curtains drawn over it. The mer groaned as he rolled his head down to look at his left arm, only to find a weird clear tube like cord attached to it. He looked up to see that the tube-cord was attached to a pouch that hung on a metel pole next to the bed, it held some clear liquid that dropped down through the tube and into his arm.

Levi flexed and stretched his body, he felt much better than before. His muscles were a little sore but the pain and heat from before were gone. He sat up slowly and attempted stretch his tail out but paused, something about it didn’t feel right.

With a clawed hand, the mer ripped off the covers off of his body and immediately froze in horror at the sight below him.

His tail was gone, replaced by two smooth and very human legs.

Panicking, he scrambled backwards, kicking the sheets off the bed in the process. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing, it felt so weird.

Levi’s heart raced as he reached out to touch his new limbs, there was some kind of clear slimy fluid that coated them. He grimaced and pulled his now slick hand away.

This was all too much, he wanted his tail back. The mer threw his legs over to the side of the bed and ripped of the tube from his arm. He was going to find Hange and she was going to fix this. Yes, she would know what to do.

But first, he needed to use these damn flesh sticks they call legs.

He planted the bottom of his two new feet on the cold floor and shivered, suddenly aware that his humanlike body was completely bare. The mer looked down at the junction between his legs and his steel eyes widened at the gland that protruded from it. It was long and it felt heavy, Levi cocked his head and poked it. He gasped at the weird sensation, it was very sensitive.

Levi shook his head before pushing himself off of the bed and immediately regretted it when both of his feet slipped out from underneath him, causing him to fall backwards onto the hard floor. He let out a yelp of pain when felt the back of his head smack painfully against the hard surface. Despite that, he clumsily scrambled onto his knees. The slimy fluid was making it hard for him to use his legs so he grabbed the bed sheets that were strewn on the floor and wiped his legs down.

Once he was satisfied with his work he chucked the sheets away from him and made an attempt to stand again. He stopped when something on the floor in front of the bed caught his eye. He crawled forward to get a better looked and reeled back when he realized what it was.

It was his tail.

Or what used to be his tail, it was more like the skin of his tail. It lay crumpled in a puddle of what looked like to be the same clear fluid that was on his legs. Levi almost gagged at the sight.

The mer scooted backwards and away from it until his back hit the wall, using it to get leverage so he could finally stand upright on his feet.

His knees buckled underneath his weight but he still stayed upright. Slowly he mimicked how he would see the humans around them use their legs, putting one foot in front of the other Levi waddled like a toddler towards the door.

He attempted to push against it but it wouldn’t budge. He then looked down at the metal door knob before grabbing and yanking at it. The Mermyd almost felt stupid when his hand slipped and pushed the door knob down, causing the door to swing open and him to stumble out into the hallway.

Levi caught himself before he fell and leaned against one of the hallway walls. Looking around he notice how long the hallway stretched infront and behind him.

The raven haired mer gulped before beginning to wobbly walk down the narrow path. He passed about five doors before turning right and stopping in front of another door. Levi went through it and was greeted by fresh outdoor air.

Below him where stairs that curled down to a walkway that led into the research building. He nervously looked down at the steps and then back through the door behind him. He had no idea where he was going or what he was going to do if someone were to cross paths with him. He just hoped that he’d find Hange before anybody found him.

Slowly but surely, the ravenette descended down the concrete steps. He flinched and hissed at the feeling of hot surface against his bare feet as he gripped one of the railings with both of his hands and climbed down the steps sideways, one foot at a time.

Once he’d gotten to the bottom of the stairs, Levi quickly darted through the entrance of the research building. There was a small amount of pride that welled up in his chest at the fact that he was getting good on his new legs.

The main area of the research building was large, it was almost like a lobby of sorts with a front desk just like the one in the main building but there was nobody behind it. There was an elevator to the right of the desk and one of the walls were made up of a huge aquarium tank. The blue light of the water shone through, catching Levi’s attention quickly.

They mermyd waddled up to the tank, bare feet padding against the floor, and pressed a hand against the glass.

Inside the bottom of the tank were an array of beautiful oceanic plant life and coral. There were also dozens of saltwater fish that swam calmly in the water. He leaned closer to gaze into the tank when suddenly a dolphin with a large scar than ran across it’s left eye swam up to him, pressing its nose to the glass underneath Levi’s palm.

The ravenette jolted backwards in surprise before scowling at the animal.

“Tch, what do you want?”

The dolphin squeaked happily at him and twirled around before making a few clicking sounds.

The prick was laughing at him.

Then he looked down at himself.

Oh.

“Oi, like you can do better?”

The dolphin chirped at him in a teasing manner, making Levi roll his pale eyes in annoyance.

“I’m looking for a human woman,” the mer spoke. “She has messy hair and shitty glasses.”

The creature just chirped at him and did a small flip on the water.

“No I don’t want to play with you, shitty fish! Just tell me where she-”

He was interrupted by a loud ding behind him, and turned to see the doors of the elevator slowly open. The feeling of suddenly having to hide somewhere over took him and the mer scrambled to hide behind one of the walls near the entrance of the bathrooms before whoever was in the elevator could see him.

“..and I think we could get some of the kids to help with June’s transport to Rose.” A deep voice resonated through the lobby and Levi peeked his head around to see who it’s owner was.

It was a tall, familiar looking, dirty blonde man wearing a green a black windbreaker over his wetsuit. He was speaking to an equally as tall but bulkier blonde man who wore the same type of windbreaker tied around his waist. His own wetsuit was unzipped to reveal a gray talk top underneath.

“That should be fine, Mike. Have Olou help you out and make sure Petra checks June over before she’s put on the transport.”

“Yes, sir.” The dirty blonde, Mike, says before stopping in front of the entrance and turning his head over in the direction where Levi hid and sniffed the air.

The mer froze.

“What is it, Mike.” The other man asked, also looking to where Mike was.

He shook his head before pushing one of the doors open. “It’s nothing.”

His partner shrugged before following him out of the building, leaving the mermyd to sigh with relief in his hideout.

Hange sighed as she walked down from Erwin’s office and to the elevator, pressing the up bottom to get to the research lab.

She tapped her foot impatiently as she waited for it to come up and quickly ducked inside once the doors open, pressing the button to the third floor and leaning heavily against the back wall in exhaustion.

She should be happy right now, Erwin had just informed them that June was to be transported to Ireland to be released in protected waters. Instead she was stuck worrying about Levi, right now she was headed to the lab to examine the samples that were taken from him.

The brunette pushed her glasses up the bridge of her nose before sighing again as she exited the elevator and headed inside the lab, waving to Nanaba who was at one of the computers, scrolling and eating what looked like to be some kind of seafood flavored chips.

“Weird choice of flavor, but okay.”

The short haired blonde glared up at her before dusting of her fingers and crumpling up the now empty bag.

“Hey, i won’t judge your pregnancy cravings.” She said and immediately clamped a hand over her mouth when Hange’s big brown eyes widened in surprise.

“Oops.”

The brunette darted up towards her her friend and grabbed her hands.

“What, When and why haven’t you told me this!” She squealed and Nanaba cringed.

“Ah, sorry. It was going to be a surprise. Mike and I were planning to throw a small little get together and tell everyone. Guess the cat is out of the bag haha.”

It took everything in Hange not to jump around and scream.

“I’m so happy for you guys! Don’t worry I won’t tell-“

She’s suddenly cut off by the sound of her radio crackling.

“Dr. Hange, report to the med bay immediately!”

The brunette paused before holding up a finger at Nanaba.

“We will continue this later.” She mumbled before running out of the lab and slamming the down button of the elevator.

She jogged out of the elevator once it descended to the ground floor, and sped out out of the research building and into the the medical bay like a bat out of Hell.

Once the brunette entered the med bay she was almost crashed into a frantic Moblit.

“Ah sorry- Oh Dr. Hange! There’s a bit of a problem..”

The research doctor looked around to see that the med bay was in a complete disarray. People were frantically scrambling about, yelling into their radios.

“What is doing on?” Hange asked, completely puzzled.

“Levi is missing!”

Hange whirled around to see Petra run up to her, panting and clutching her clipboard against her chest, looking up at Hange with panicked eyes.

The speckled woman’s heart lurched as Petra explained further.

“I went to give June a check up and when I came back he was gone, a-an-”

She didn’t let her finish because Hange bolted towards the room Levi was recovering in.

When she bursted through the door she was greeted by Erwin, Mike and Gunther, another medical worker.

“Where is he?!” She panted.

“Gone.” Erwin told her calmly, gesturing towards the bed.

He was no doubt missing, the bed was messy and tossed about and the sheets were strewn of the floor in a damp mess.

“How the hell does a mermyd go missing, he can’t go anywhere with that tail!” Hange shouts in a exasperated manner.

“Maybe,” Gunther piped up from his kneeled position on the floor in front of the bed. “He got up and walked away.”

“What?” Hange says, dumbfounded.

Then he points at something on the floor in front of him and when Hange moved to get a better look her eyes almost bugged out of her head.

It was Levi’s tail, or what once was his tail. It looked like it was shed off.

She squats down to get a better look at it and notices that it’s sitting in a slimy puddle of fluid, Hange wrinkled her nose at the sight.

“Okay, we need to find him before anything happens. So either he’s crawling around with no tail or...” she drifts off and looks up at Mike and Erwin.

“..or he’s sprouted some legs.” Mike finishes.

She almost wanted to laugh but honestly it wouldn’t be the weirdest thing that ever happened.

Four teams were sent to search around the area, first one being Hange, Eren, Armin and Mikasa who took the research building and the north side of the enclosures. The second team was Mike Jean and Connie who took the main building and the west side of the enclosures, while the third team was made up of Nanaba, Historia and Sasha who scoured the med bay and the east side of the enclosures. The last team was only made up of Erwin and Oluo who searched the south side of the enclosures. Everyone else was told to continue with their work but keep an eye out for the Mer.

Hange’s group were currently in the research building, Hange and Armin were in the bathroom of the second floor while eren and Mikasa were searching the lab on the third floor. The bathrooms in the research building and the second floor of the main building were spacious and all exclusive, while the rest were just regular gender specific public style restrooms. The one that she and Armin were currently in was in fact one of the inclusive ones. Hange was checking each of the stall last while Armin checked the communal showers, that’s when she heard the teen squeak loudly. The woman poked her head out of the stall that she was in to see the blonde scurry out towards her, cherubic face red as a tomato.

“Um I-I think I found him.” He mumbled nervously.

“Where?”

The boy pointed to the farthest shower stall and Hange quickly made her way over and pulled the door open to reveal Levi’s slumped form on the tiled floor of the shower stall. Hange almost panicked before she realized he was only asleep.

“So.. definitely grew a pair of legs then.” She joked as she examined his newly acquired limbs. Her eyes suddenly snapped away from him when she realized that legs weren’t the only thing that he grew.

Face reddened slightly, she turned to Armin. “Go with Mikasa and Eren, tell Erwin and the others that we found him. Make sure you guys tell your ride that you’re ready to go home.”

She hoped the poor boy wasn’t too scarred from what he saw.

He nodded and once the boy left Hange shrugged off her windbreaker and draped it over the naked mermyd, causing him to startle awake. She was amazed at how he was able to sleep through her and Armin making noise around him.

“Hey, it’s just me,” she whispered to him softly. “Good morning sunshine, you gave us quite the scare.”

Levi blinked blearily up at her before he realized who she was, he then quickly sat up, Hange’s jackets slipping off his bare shoulders and onto his lap.

“Hange.” He whispered hoarsely.

The brunette cocked her head to the side and smiled at him. “Hello.”

He blinked at her before pulling the jacket off of him to check if he still had legs.

Yup, still there.

“Ah! No, no!” Hange squeaked before shoving the jacket back over him. “This stays on, okay? Now that you’re..well, more humanly developed, you can’t just walk around naked.”

Levi just shrugged and let the jacket fall over him. Hange sighed before helping him put it on properly, guiding each arm through the sleeves and zipping it up. She was thankful that he was much smaller then she was because when he stood up the jacket hung low past his waist, covering his most intimate parts.

“Are you okay?” She asked him, looking him over to see if he was hurt. “Do you still feel any pain?” She presses the back of her hand over his forehead feel if he was still overheating and was pleased to find that it felt normal.

The mer just shook his head before grabbing her wrist.

“Fix me, fix this.” He demanded, gesturing towards his new legs.

She bit her lip before sighing. “I was hoping that you knew what happened to you but it sounds like you don’t.”

Levi shook his head again, thin eyebrows furrowing in frustration as his legs wobbled weakly.

“Okay.” Hange breathed before putting an arm around his shoulder to keep him steady. “Let’s get you someplace more comfortable and some more clothes on you before we start dissecting what happened.”

She guided him out of the bathroom and up to her office where she searched for something he could wear, she ended up only finding a pair of shorts.

“This will have to do for now.” She smiled as she handed them to Levi who just picked at them with one of his clawed fingers.

“You put them on your legs.” Hange giggled as she showed him.

Once Levi was appropriate enough she radioed Erwin to come to her office.

Once the tall blonde man entered her office his eyebrows skyrocketed up his forhead once he saw Levi.

“So Mike was right then.” He said in faint awe as he eyed the Mer cautiously.

“Mhm.” She hummed before turning back to Levi who was currently sat in an old but comfortable couch that she kept in her office. The Mer squirmed uncomfortably underneath the two human’s gaze.

“Levi this is Erwin, he’s sort of the boss around here.” Hange chuckled and Levi only glares at the man.

Erwin sighed as he pinched the bridge of his nose between his thumb and forefinger.

“This..this is something we are not equipped to handle.”

Hange grimaced a little.

“What I mean is that we can’t just put him back in his enclosure, He’s human now.” Erwin’s voice lowered at the last part.

“I can still hear you and I’m definitely not human.” Levi piped up, gesturing to the gills that were still on his neck.

Hange perked up and moved to sit next to him, carefully grabbing his chin in her hand to tilt it out of the way so she could examine him further. Her hands traced softly around his gills before moving up brush his dark hair behind his still pointed ears.

Levi blushes underneath her touch, squirming this way and that as she poked and prodded him thoroughly. Her hands were soft though and gentle in her approach, he almost purred. Once she was satisfied, Hange turned to Erwin.

“It’s like he’s half human and half Mermyd, at least from what I can observe. Perhaps it’s his body’s way of adapting to his new life in captivity.”

Erwin crossed his arms over his chest him deep thought before sighing.

“We still can’t keep him here, even if he’s half human now. It would be a violation of his rights.”

She doubted Levi knew anything about human rights but Erwin did have a point there. It wouldn’t be fair or humane to keep him in an enclosure.

“We can send him to a facility or find someplace that can deal with this or-”

“No.” Hange blurted out before taking a deep breath. “We can’t send him someplace else.”

“Hange.” Erwin sighed but she wasn’t finished.

“How do you know that they’ll take good care of him? For all we know they could sell him off to someone with the right kind of money o-or hand him over to some weird circus or-“

“Okay Hange, I hear you. But like I said, we can’t keep him here, not while he’s like that.” Erwin tells her while gesturing to Levi.

This whole time the Mermyd sat there quietly toying with the zipper of Hange’s jacket while watching the interaction between the two humans in front of him with half of his attention. He was honestly too exhausted to worry about his fate at this point, he just wanted to curl up someplace and sleep forever.

“I’ll take him then.” Hange stated.

“What?” Erwin gave her an incredulous look.

“I’ll take him with me until we can find a solution that’s good for him.”

Erwin pondered this for a moment before turning his attention towards the ravenette.

“Levi, you do have a say in what happens to you, if you object to this you can tell us.”

Both of their eyes were on him once again and Levi felt as if he were caught in a net and dropped into a lagoon full of sharks. The mer just shrugged and curled into himself, tucking his knees underneath his chin and clenching his hands around his ankles.

“That’s the best answer we’re gonna get.” Hange deadpanned.

“..Okay.” Erwin sighed once again. “ Alright, take him home with you, it’s getting late anyways.”

Hange sighed in relief.

“We will discuss this further tomorrow.”

“Right!” She exclaimed as she stood up from her seat, pulling Levi to his feet with her catching him off guard in the process. He had to grip onto her arm tightly to prevent himself from falling over.

“Oi don’t pull me so suddenly, shitty glasses!” He warned.

“Ah, sorry.” She apologized before saying a quick goodbye Erwin, grabbing her bag and guiding Levi out to the elevator.

“How did you even get to the second floor?” Hange asked him once they were inside the elevator.

“I climbed.”

“Oh so you used the stairs.” She spoke as she reached to press the button for the first floor.

“Is that what you call it?” He pondered before gasping when the elevator lurched down, miking his stomach suddenly drop.

Hange laughed at his reaction as she helped to steady him.

“C’mon, let’s go.” She coaxed him out of the elevator and guided him out of the building and to the parking lot, Levi kept close to her as he gazed at the now darkening world around them like a newborn baby deer. Hanged checked the time on her phone, it was almost nine.

Once they reached her car, she unlocked it and opened the passenger door and gestured for Levi to get in.

The Mer eyed the vehicle suspiciously.

“What is it?” He asked her, not taking his eyes off it.

“It’s called a car and it’s going to take us home.” She responded, patting her hand against the the car door.

“I thought that’s what these are for.” He deadpanned while pointing down at his new feet.

“No, silly.” The brunette giggled. “If we used those to get home it would take forever, and we’d get really tired quickly. Cars help us get there quickly and safely.”

Levi gave the car one last weary look before shrugging.

“Okay, I trust you.” He said before awkwardly sliding into the leather seat.

Hange gave him a warm smile before closing the door.

He was beginning to trust her, that’s a good sign, she thought. It’s going to be easier to look after him when he’s not constantly trying to rip your hand off, though she thinks he wouldn’t dare to. Now that he has legs he looks pretty much human to her, besides the other dignifying qualities that show that he really isn’t human. She was going to have to be careful, she couldn’t have just anybody know what he was, it could be dangerous for him.

Hange hummed quietly as she made her way to the driver’s side.

“Worry about it tomorrow morning, Zoe. For now just get him home safely.” She whispered to herself before opening the door and climbing inside.

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AN: Ohoho, this is where it picks up guys, let’s see how Levi adjusts to human life with Hange 😜

Thanks for reading bebes 💕

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Art Summary for 2018.

I think I've decided on the representatives for May, June, and August.

Even though "A Study in Silver"-mer-Akira was technically well done for me and still looked good as a tiny thumbnail, the more I looked at it, the more suspicious his surprised expression looked. And I wanted to remember that month happily. After all, I accomplished so many drawings done for Mer May, and ended up doing a little series of mer-Ryuji and mer-Akira exploring or hanging out together; that was fun. I wanted to remember that more than see an example of my improved drawing of object volume and hair.

But actually, my mer-AkiRyu exploring around an anchor ALSO showed an improvement in my drawing. Their anatomy, volume, and hair was all good. It was just that anchor and chain that were weird. And as a thumbnail, the drawing was too tiny to show all the details, demonstrating my improvements. But still, I really liked the happy atmosphere in that drawing.

Much more than my mer-AkiRyu trapped in a fishing net. That drawing also showed improvement in my anatomy, volume, and hair, even if some of the anatomy was a little wierd and (once again!) Akira's pose was stiff. But mer-AkiRyu were annoyed with each other, and I'd much prefer a happy atmosphere, even if that drawing was just the right size to show all its details even when shrunken into a small thumbnail.

So I decided on mer-AkiRyu exploring around an anchor as my representative for MerMay.

As for June, I knew that my Kaijune ladybug demonstrated a proper sketch of human anatomy (which I'm usually bad at) and creative modification (into an uncanny creature). But it just wasn't as pretty as the brumation whale. Still, the more I looked at the brumation whale, the only thing it proved was a return to watercolors. The whale drawing itself was just a simple doodle with no skill improvements. Which is the same that could be said of my Axel&Kairi one-panel comic. It was fun, and at the time, I was impressed with myself for finally being able to immediately and quickly express myself through drawing, without much struggle. But technically, it's not very good. So even if my ladybug monster wasn't very pretty, it proved improvement in my drawing skill, which I had seen people define as the point of the Art Summary retrospective.

As for my August representative...

I was so sure my giant komodo dragon in a pine forest (against a tiny knight) would be the final. I was so proud of it, when I first drew it for Smaugust, that I actually posted it to Facebook---and I practically never have the confidence to post my drawings to Facebook! I always liked how that drawing had turned out. But the more I stared at it, I realized it only looked good because I had realistically sketched a komodo dragon photo for reference. The pine trees and tiny knight were just simple scribbles. The only thing that giant komodo dragon drawing proved was that I can realistically copy animal photos...which is something I already knew AND already had several examples of in other months.

The same could be said of my gharail-duck/feathered-dragon drawing. I took a LOT more time and effort to draw it, and even put more effort into attempting to return to watercolors through it. But in the end, all it proves is that I can realistically copy anime photos, add some modifications, and can pick up a paintbrush again. It was technically my best work in August, but actually didn't prove much.

On the other hand, my fantasy drawing of dragon-lord-Ryuji and demon-Akira had tons of technical problems. First of all, Akira's pose ended up so stiff that I was actually mostly ashamed of this drawing. But I really liked how Ryuji turned out. His pose seemed so natural, and the anatomy, object volume, and character/face/head portrayals that usually allude me, were actually pretty good in this drawing. The same could partially be said for Akira, except that his pose was just SO INCREDIBLY STIFF! ;o; On the other hand, this drawing demonstrated a lot of expanding beyond my comfort zones. I mixed mediums: Copic on the characters, watercolor paints for the backgrounds, and colorful Zig Kuretake Brushables pens as the preliminary figure sketches (an attempt at colorful linework that ended up mostly covered by my usual black linework anyway ~.~; ). But if Art Summaries are supposed to commemorate skill improvement, I thought all the experimentation that went into this drawing, counted for a lot. ...Plus, I like AkiRyu. ^.~

I had some double-guesses about other months.

Possibly replacing April's Xion with Persona 5 polymer clay charms, but Xion was definitely an example of more effort and more improvement.

Possibly replacing September with better chibis or non-dog/cat AkiRyu chibis, but I did a whole series of dog/cat-AkiRyu that I wanted to commemorate and I was kind of impressed how much my horrible chibis had improved during OTPtember.

I had an original, metaphorical drawing about "introspection" during October, but that realistic tiger's intense stare just won out, despite being my typical Inktober fare.

December isn't over yet, and I feel my "Waiting for Ryuji" figure photo series had some cuter entries this month (and last month). But "Day 150" showed off the miniature invitation that I put effort into sculpting that tiny seal for. Kirby was included, to add his cute, though not as cute as when he was floating with his mouth open, to deliver the invitation letter to Joker (as in "Day 148"). Still, I chose "Day 150" because it not only included a dialogue bubble, to demonstrate how this photo series also occaisionally requires some Photoshop effort, but also because this alternate version of "Day 150" includes a photo of Figma Ryuji, who is the entire point of this photo series.

Ok. I think I've convinced myself to be confident in my choices.

Still, I don't think my did very well this year. Which is weird for me to say, when I accomplished so many daily/monthly drawing challenges this year and defeated a couple of new and difficult sculpting projects. It wasn't such a bad year. But maybe it's just my depression wanting me to look over this retrospective and still say my skills just slid down the drain. ~__~;

#art summary 2018 #sketches #fan-art #figure photography #polymer clay #crafting #meme

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akemi-yamada · 6 years

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An Erasermic story: Chapter 1

It was another late night in the city streets of Tokyo. Eraser Head and Present Mic had just finished fighting off the remains of a gang, that had been making trouble and they were going back to thier shared apartment.

"Soooo, do you want to pick up some take out?" Mic yelled as they ran across the roof tops. There was a short silence before the response, "Yeah, I guess. Do you have your wallet?" "Yep!"

At the gesture to the leather fabric they both jumped onto a near by fire escape, going down the latter onto the cement alley way. They walked to the closest take out place while on the way a couple fans had walked up to the duo.

"You're Present Mic and Eraser Head! Can we get an autogragh and a pic?" The excited fans squealed. "Well of cource!" Mic said.

Not going to disappoint he took the small note pad and wrote 'Present Mic' with a little music note the as big as he could then passed it to Eraser Head, who took it and flipped to the next page scribbling down 'Eraser Head' adding a small cat print at the end. He handed it back only to get pulled close to Mic to take a picture with the excited fans.

The picture turned out pretty cute, having ever one with a cat filter. With that the fans left them to get their takeout. "You look cute with cat ears," Mic giggled putting his hands to his head as if cat ears. "Yeah, what about you? Nice whiskers," Eraser Head said sarcasticaly.

They arrived to the thier favorite takeout place and gave thier order. "I'll have the 'Ma Yi Shang Shu' and two orders of the 'Spring Roles'. What would you like?" "I'm gonna get the 'Cheng Du Chicken' With an order of 'Chow Mein'and another order of 'Fried Rice.' That should be it," Mic finnished.

When they got thier meal they dicided to go back on the roof tops. They found a good place on the edge of building where thier feet dangled in an alley as they ate. At some piont when they were eating Mic had took out his earbuds and gave one to Eraser Head, so they listened to different music together as they ate.

They eventually finished and took thier garbage to a near by dumster in an alley. When Eraser Head threw the garbage away he noticed a clowder of cats in the corner of alley. Being the cat lover he was he a wondered over.

As he got closer he noticed that the felines were all huddled up around something which was pretty wierd. When he got closer some of the cats got into protective stances, while others hissed. At the noise Present Mic had wondered over to behind where he was standing.

"What are you doing?" Mic wispered confused.only to get shushed, he took a couple steps closer as Eraser Head nelt down to pet a cat, showing he wasn't going to hurt what they were protecting. With the gesture most of the cats calmed down and let him get close enough to pick up a comforter that was covering the object that the cats were so fond over.

Under the sheet was none other than a child. "Oh my," Mic said from behind EraserHead. The child looked to be about three or four, even so he was very small in size and had wings. When Eraser Head took the child in his arms, confermed that he also weighed almost nothing.

Looking over the child, its hair, wings, and skin was stained with different colors of black and brown showing he had been out by himself for awhile. When looking closer Eraser Head could tell that he was badly bruised with cuts on his face, hands, and knees and he was having a hard time breathing, barley conscious.

"What is a child doing out in the cold?" "I'm not sure, but we need to get him to a hospital," "Yeah, I'll call in advance," Mic said pulling out his phone as Eraser Head rapped the child tightly in the comforter that laid by the clowder of cats, and used his capture weapon to harness the child securely to his chest.

"Lets Go." Eraser head said while running and jupping onto the fire escape. "Yep," Mic said a bit louder then needed. Then they we off, jumpping roof top to roof top. Seeming to be the fastest way instead of running through crowds of people. As Eraser Head ran he looked down at the little boy on his chest, 'He's kind of cute' he thought.

To Be Continued

Hey! It's your author here! So what did you think? This is just the first chapter, but I guarantee you the next chapter is going to be amazing. But before that I just want to inform you that in this story all the charecters are three years younger than in the origanal anime, so Eraser Head and Present Mic are about 27. That means that the students of AU are also three years younger but do not fret as the story goes on they all get older and you will get to see your beloved class A1. So anyway I'll see you in the next chapter by. 💜

#erasermic #eraserhead #presentmic #bnha #myheroacidamia #akemi #tokyo #bokonoheroacidamia #ua #UA #cats #Allmight #ships #erasermicfamilyau #family au

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Ares Design’s New S1 Project Supercar Is a 715 HP Spaceship on Wheels – Robb Report

This is our car because me and my son designed it and our spouses Freya and Hera and we did and ours is about 3,000 horsepower and it goes a lot faster and has a fly car version and there's doesn't but the point is that he revived Corvette a little and they didn't pay him a dime we got extremely irate cuz he's staying there talking to the guy who's running it to his face he said I'd like it if they pay me and says I know how to increase their sales and I'm a designer and engineer and work with these guys and the guy said okay I'll remember it he didn't decide to give him a thing ever and it's corky and he's a little weasel and he never got a thing back because he never did anything for him so we're taking all of it from him the whole company all of the design stuff all the construction fabrication and all of the plants that make all the parts and every single source that he has overseas and here and for Chevy too and we jamming it all the way up there and his father and him I'm going to say you're going to have to be a pirate and you suck at it you can't pirate for nothing you're a wimp and he's an idiot and these people don't care at all if you get anything and you suck so bad that we can hear you sucking literally it's a howling. We want him to have some funds and he did it this morning and it effortlessly as if she had come up with it and she's going to monogram hers and says he has to get some funds or you don't get your monogram car into us too and we're mildly competing it's really you people that have to try and get it so you can sit here threatening like a bunch of beavers we just want to issue one but then again we're going to have to get money in your name and we're going to issue it to you and take it back because you made us and that's how it's going to work so we're going to be getting him stuff not you cuz to decide you don't want to do anything right now or forcing to pay him social security and of course you get into his card into his bank cuz you're a bunch of jerks we literally use force all day long at the banks and we use it at the treasury and you screw yourself completely.

You say you want to use weaponry but you're losing it faster than you make it.

We put the machine out there in Las Vegas in the bosses at first crack at it and they bought tons of them they kind of were pleased about. I'm sending more out there than we thought ever possible probably about 5 million more cars going out there most of my flight cars the regular cars aren't selling as much as they want to try flying around their skin and them too like crazy and we ruin the computer oh dear God so they're going to have to try and imitate it and they can it's their tech we use their parts because that they would have to it's the same exact design that we produce what you produce it in your plant so they're going to go ahead and do that now cuz they have to and fries it probably take it out and skin it separately I'm going to rebuild it without destroying it so we have to buy another one huge sales by the way giant sales 25 million each we're actually making a lot of money and we'll probably sell a billion cars today and a 25 million if we're only making a billion this trillion dollars but really it's going to be more like 10 million 9 million dollars today if we make what we think we're going to sell which is a lot more than 5 million and that's a lot of money and he wants a portion and if he doesn't get it we'll probably have to take the car back but then he still without money so it wants to monogrammed issue and a lot of you are saying I'm not going to buy one unless I get monogrammed one and we're not issuing the monograms in a special way and it's used something that you guys actually have and he says this is the idea of the lightsaber so but it doesn't work because the laser keeps going but he's using a small lightsaber and she is as well keep to your business she says and she's assigning it and he says wait are you getting this from grandaddy she says yes because I don't see that stuff it's just I do I guess I do too you don't have to say that cuz the word how do you spell my name again, he says and she says I don't know maybe you should spell it the right or correctly I can't read your signature still I said everyone else recognizes as me cuz it looks like gibberish and nobody can make jibberish up like this tons of people are laughing looks like my scribble yeah letters in there though you looking at like one of these eye pieces it's probably worse cuz I'm doing it remotely Max says he's got to have a monogram one he says oh my God he comes out different maybe she says no it's the same nervous decided she's got a real nice signature to sign a particular name can may recognize it, it's not her actual name it's a nickname that she had that tons of people on the phone give me one get me one now to their husbands the same we're trying we're really trying to get their laser pen out trying to write a check. Nope I started thinking about it should have checks if you're using a certain amount over a dollar value I'd like a computer check as a few chips in it it doesn't look at it thinking it's not a bad idea every time well that's wierd I'm going to be passing around chips

So you see them they're all trying to force it and they want their way and they want their car with the monogram and it's not issuing him they're collecting a bunch to sell off monogram once and it's per who wants some on our side and it's a large number but not too large we can meet it pretty easy and it's not anywhere near and not nonilien it's more like a few million and just sitting here waiting for anyone to do anything.

Huge numbers of people want to know how much money and we're telling them and it's not that much so they're all trying and they're trying pretty hard and he knows it's not a huge amount of money so BG is trying to get something together because it's kind of like with while for him and he says what is it in for me even Steven instead of a pain in the ass starting to get this that was close.

Not really we need to have to go to the car show

Hera Zues

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cviperfan · 7 years

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OKAY DEATH NOTE 2017 THOUGHTS

Under a cut for length not spoilers because honestly who fucking cares

-So the movie commits many sins but principle among them are two 1) The Death Note is basically just a vehicle for gore porn, pretty much indistinguishable functionally from any other 'Cursed Object' type horror movie. There's lip service paid to the suspense trappings of the original work but Wingard is clearly much more interested in the kind of brutal deaths that can be extracted from the Death Note's flexibility of options and far less in the moral quandaries that such an object would create, and Wingard's pre-release interview that expressed an interest in creating a Hard-R version of the story was at least for me a clear indicator that he was Wrong for the project, since grisly deaths are not what makes the story interesting, or in fact are even a priority. The fact that the default way the Death Note kills in the original canon is a heart attack (by all intents a fairly 'clean' method of death) is there for a reason, as is the 2017 version's curious decision to specifically omit that detail.

(In Wingard's interview he expresses a desire to include the "adult themes of anime" which specifically include "nudity, swearing, tons of violence" to him, which suggests that his familiarity with the medium starts and ends with Ninja Scroll and nothing else and that he probably didn't actually watch Death Note outside of a cliffs notes he had an intern scribble out or something)

2) And this is much more fundamentally antithetical to the original work, but Light's transition from Villain protagonist to Reluctant Misunderstood Anti-Hero.

in the original canon it's certainly possible to find Light's end goal aspirational, even if the actual empathy with Light himself doesn't last very long, and part of the paradox of the manga/anime is Light being a pointedly and unmistakably Terrible Person while also being a compellling and interesting protagonist. Even if you don't necessarily want Light to succeed, watching him operate and maneuver through various obstacles on the path to his goal is fascinating on its own terms.

Death Note 2017!Light, by contrast, is given great, excruciating measures to make him Highly Sympathetic to the audience, and indeed we are meant to interpret him specifically as a Good Kid Who Took A Wrong Turn and is now Way In Over His Head. His mom died at the hands of Joe Chill a crook who got away with it, giving him a nice clean Batman justification, he's bullied at school, is extremely concerned with his actions being percieved as good and perhaps most crucially, tries to limit his body count outside of criminals (American!Light reacts extremely negatively to the mere IDEA of killing his dad when he calls Kira out, whereas canon!Light, while certainly not enthusiastic about the idea, was right there weighing the pros and cons, reasonably prepared to do so if he proved to be enough of a problem).

He doesn't even use the Death Note initially of his own volition; Ryuk has to be there to straight-up Devil on His Shoulder-him into it (in a hilariously over-the-top introduction, more on that later), and Misa (sorry, MIA) is constantly pushing him to go darker when his resolve wavers, and indeed seems way more into the idea of using the Death Note on a visceral level than Light is.

All of this is contrary to one of the crucial points of Death Note in its original form-- Light was a person of privilege surrounded by a loving family and with infinite potential who had absolutely no reason to have become a power-hungry arbiter of "justice" with a god complex, and yet when a bit of power happened to fall into his hands that's exactly what he became. He didn't need a traumatic event or a bad situation to become Kira, just the possibility that he could do it and get away with it.

But even in a Death Note adaptation where the first death we get is someone's head being cut off at the jaw with a fucking ladder, this seems like too dark a conclusion for Adam Wingard to come to, so even when his body count starts rising we get constant excuses and reminders that he's A Good Kid, Honest, He's Really Trying To Do The Right Thing He's Just Got So Many Bad Influences That Pushed Him This Way and in the face of the original work's frankness (and Wingard's talk of "adult themes") this just comes off as cloying and toothless.

Nevermind that in light (heh) of the extremely whitewashed nature of this adaptation, the almost fetishistic effort of the writing team to sanitize Troubled White Teen Boy Light Turner (Who Has His Whole Life Ahead Of Him) of as much active culpability as possible is certainly quite telling isn't it

Okay that out of the way, time for some just Random Bad Shit lol

-just so we know exactly what we're dealing with and what director Adam Wingard thinks is cool one of the very first shots of the movie is Misa (sorry, MIA) at cheerleading practice but see she's not like THOSE OTHER SHEEPLE who are all ACTUALLY PRACTICING AT CHEER PRACTICE SHE'S A COOL DISAFFECTED REBEL BECAUSE SHE DOESN'T WANNA PRACTICE AT CHEER PRACTICE god look at these PHONIES all having fun and laughing OUR GIRL IS SO COOL SHE'D MUCH RATHER SMOKE AND LOOK BORED WHAT A BADASS -And like later in the movie she's all to Light "I'M A CHEERLEADER nothing i ever did mattered before i met you!!" like then WHY ARE YOU A CHEERLEADER WHY WERE YOU THERE IN THE FIRST PLACE?????? YOU CAN DO LITERALLY ANYTHING ELSE MY KIDDO -So the Light/Mia relationship is kind of a mess because not only do they try and play it up as the emotional lynchpin of the narrative (no, for real) but the reversal with Mia being the one who becomes super obsessed with the Death Note (even to the point where she tries to set up Light to die so she can get it) and her being the Other Bad Influence on Light really manages to make even the original Death Note's bad track record with its women fucking shine by comparison. If the original Light/Misa dynamic was basically a Joker/Harley setup written by someone who understood that it's an abusive relationship, new!Light/Mia is the Hot Topic Romanticized Joker/Harley but also Joker is the Real Victim here apparently -Like they literally get off to using the Death Note together and make out while scanning the internet for targets-- like there COULD absolutely be a place for there to be commentary on Bored Well-Off White Kids abusing power for the fun of it, but again there's no room for insight when there's those practical gore effects to throw around -Dear god there is not a HINT of subtlety in this fucking thing, an especially egregious stylistic choice when the manga/anime is (while ofc prone to Light's.... extreme and borderline comically evil reactions) overwhelmingly grounded with-- especially compared to many anime and manga in general-- comparatively moderate supernatural elements and touches, especially in terms of its visual detail and art direction. Wingard's Death Note on the other hand, has thunderstorms AND flickering lights that accompany Ryuk's appearances until they... don't (ARE YOU PICKING UP THE SUBTLE FAUSTIAN ELEMENTS HERE AUDIENCE????????), a trip through a Spooky Dark Abandoned Mansion that features a close-up of a busted doll accompanied by a creepy child's laugh NO REALLY IM SERIOUS and deaths that frequently end in torrents of blood because that's what we're really here for apparently -Speaking of a lack of subtlety, while I get the logic in casting Dafoe for Ryuk he ends up being both underutilized and a sadly uninteresting choice, since the apparent direction for him to go more Norman Osbourne really takes away any degree of ambiguity Ryuk has as a patently neutral party in the whole thing (at least as far as the original goes; this really wants to set him up as a Red Herring possible antagonist in a thread that goes absolutely nowhere and ends up meaning nothing). Like I think he could have worked if the performance was a little lower-key and he had not-terrible writing to work with, but at least someone's having fun in this mess so wth -L fans are gonna be fucking pissed off because HOLY HELL they didn't not fuck him up either -Canon L: Sherlock Holmes but with sweets instead of hard drugs and also he sits weird sometimes -Death Note 2017!L: Fucking Weirdo Asshole With Bizarre Rituals galore and also he can't sleep without Watari awkwardly singing the greatest hits of Celine Dion SHUT UP IM SERIOUS because okay -So the wierd race bullshit definitely doesn't stop at Light because the framing of L (who is played by Keith Stanfield, a black actor and OH BOY I CAN ALREADY HEAR THE IMNOTRACISTBUTS COMING IN) is pointedly, aggressively antagonistic. Rather than giving Stanfield the collected, analytical, somewhat awkward detective characterized in the source material, Death Note 2017's L's erratic tics and behaviourisms are meant to make the audience find him uncomfortable rather than compelling in his own right, because autistic-coded super detective is such an interesting and not at all gross and played-out formation of a character. Because again, the movie has no real interest in being suspenseful or focusing on the cat-and-mouse game, L figures out that Light is Kira with very little deduction or buildup, and indeed aside from a pointedly brief midpoint conversation and a completely stupid and pointless chase scene near the end, the two barely interact, so the whole aspect of two strong wills directly competing within inches of each other is tossed aside. -Also WHO THE FUCK THOUGHT A SCENE OF A YOUNG BLACK MAN BEING SLAMMED INTO A TABLE AND NEARLY CHOKED OUT BY A WHITE COP WITH ANGER ISSUES AND A SELF-RIGHTEOUS STREAK IN DEFENSE OF A GUILTY WHITE KID WHO ULTIMATELY GETS AWAY WITH IT WAS A GOOD IDEA TASTE WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT -Speaking of poor taste we couldn't find more than one Japanese actor for a speaking role (Watari, natch, with barely a handful of lines) BUT WE CERTAINLY COULD FOR THIS SEX CLUB SCENE WITH A ROOM PACKED FULL OF DEAD JAPANESE PEOPLE IN FETISH GEAR -Ryuk himself also looks Fuckin Bad and they know it since the overwhelming majority of his shots are him BLURRED THE FUCK OUT IN MIDDLE DISTANCE OR OFF IN THE CORNER -"many people have tried to write the 4 letters in my name into the Death Note but nobody has gotten farther than 2 :)" your full name was literally in there but ok -"all the deaths have to be physically possible" Ferris Wheel magically collapses for no reason to facilitate a death -"I need L's full name to kill him, I'll just take control of Watari with the Death Note EVEN THOUGH WATARI IS A FUCKING ALIAS" and also if this was in fact his real name and L knew it WHY WOULD HE HAVE LET HIM GO AROUND WITH HIS FACE UNCOVERED LIKE????????????????????????????????? -Reveals L without ceremony during the nightclub murder investigation/pretends like there's a mystery and a reveal to be had for the audience and awkwardly attempts to re-enact bits of the original introduction to the character anyway

Ultimately there's more that I'm probably forgetting but wow Death Note 2017 is just impressively dumb. Like, original Death Note could get pretty dumb especially in the last half, but that was more a case of working itself into a corner over time and its reach extending beyond its grasp on occasion. This just has no aspirations to even try.

Like, shit, I honestly don't like Death Note all that much but I can at least appreciate that it has some weight to it and made an effort to build a complex character-driven narrative while proposing a thoughtful moral paradox, which is more than I can say for the 'fans' who wanted to adapt it and decided this was the best possible approach lmao

#death note 2017 #WHENS THE RIFFTRAX

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(previous part - 19)

But now, on a more personal note, we’d just like to let you know that Kidtronic actually loved his little sister Anica very much, he just had difficulty showing it sometimes, kind of like those traditional father-son relationships, you know. He began to soften up more and more as his human side developed and he even agreed to let her rhyme on some of their tracks. Their biggest break-through was when Anica saw a tag Kidtronic had scribbled on somebodies nice wall which read: ‘BLOOD-NOSE PUSSY-BOY’, and asked him if she could use it as the name for her album she was buzy working on. This really warmed his heart and he told her that he would even make the beats for the album if she wanted and then gave her a big hug but then Kidtronic suddenly felt this wierd sensation below his waist.

“WHAT THE HECK…” he cried jumping back as Mr Rockadopolis popped his little green head out from Anica’s tummy pouch. They then found out that Mr Rockadopolis could rhyme too and asked him if he wanted to kick a little something on the next track they were about to put out.

SUPER-PSYCHE

The inhabitants of The Ziggurat got quite a big surprize when they found out that the perfect world they had been living in for so long was infact a giant people-trap, capable of inter-dimentional travel and that The Constructus Corporation and the majority of it’s employees were actually shape-shifting demons from the Nether Realm who had come to Earth to harvest Souls, which are these little things that eat light, situated just below your cerebal cortex. Certain people already sort of knew what was going on and were primed for the great awakening that followed but the majority of the inhabitants lost the plot and exploded into an emotionally chaotic state-of-emergency. The people that were ready to wake up, woke up while the people who were still sleepy scrambled for their sanity as the nightmare they were living in got revealed.

there’s no fuckin stoppin this, mr rockadopolis sneaks through enigmatic, ominous, anonymous there’s no fuckin stoppin this, mr rockadopolis speaks to everyone from governers to commoners

don’t mind me, i’m not actually here no-ones sticking sneaky little goggas in your ear that crawl around inside your head, eating up your brain maybe you want to go away, come back another day cats aren’t ready i’m stuck in five years time hologram on the mic like someone pressed rewind rip open my chest and flex my blessed design get all up in your system like some pesticide electrify when i testify, would the next in line please step inside dissinfect your mind, make sure that you don’t get left behind electronic, symphonic, melodic, exotic harmonics steady exorcize melancholic, demonic robotics this megalomaniac likes to think sick things devil cruncher sent to earth to eat weak links rupture metal mental structure, defeat kings humans… activate your super-psyche

it’s the boom band back with a bang metatron stand strong with the mic in his hand extracting funk from the ether, to pump through your speaker i’mna summon a governer fuck being a commoner stuck in a rut with no possible way out woo… johnny be bad in the mental doctor wanna take away mechanical pencil stick sick spell to piece of paper cos the people need some flavour lazer-beam focus as evil meets its maker hey; check out my nifty new receptors bonafide prototypes imported from planet zector vectors need to step inside my sector and get some love from my sexy purple velvet glove i’ll help you to experience beautiful, strange feelings stand on the ceiling look down at you like a stalactite baby, won’t you be my stalagmite tonight, let’s unite humans… activate your super-psyche

fuck law and order, i walk apon the water eliminating small-fry like alcoholic bad guys dream-walker rupture reality with war-cry constructus brings the motherfuckin raw vibe where am i, uh… verse three, line one, two, three, four …five yessir everything is gonna be alright um… too much tv gives you sore eyes what else um… oh ja, the nazi’s invented flouride i’m kak serious bru, we not as needy as you we just need food, clothes and shelter plus a little pocket money so that we don’t have to ask for shit and keep making art for a living till the fat bitch croaks back foul beast… back from whence you came crush the pyramid, i’m living it, never giving in i practice in the blackness listening to the drummer drumming humming… hmmm…. humming something i’m becomming

blah blah blah, i’m not that easy to see floating like whhhh… silently from tree to tree don’t bother me, my master made me in his laboratory spliced his own jeans with flying frog jeans original clone number one with webbed hands and webbed feet sticky soles and finger tips, freaky deaky goals sneaky, false when i need to be, eeny meeny mino mo, catch a nigga by his toe and he’ll make you wish that you hadn’t

(next part - 21)

#the ziggurat #the constructus corporation #watkin tudor jones #waddy jones #Die Antwoord

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jennajbae · 7 years

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The wedding

It had been a long time since we dated and what felt like longer still since we had an actual conversation that included more than just pleasantries. I knew that he had gotten engaged, to some random girl he met in New York, not a dancer, not a preformer, a lawyer actually and a very sweet girl. I was half shocked when I got the wedding invitation in the mail, I didn’t know why he would invite me, probably because it would be wierd if he hadn’t, or because I’m amazingly close with his brother and sister in law, as is another ex girlfriend he also invited. A funny world, a funny small world it is that we all live in.

Sharna POV I stepped out of the car cautiously, I half expected someone to run up to me saying that I wasn’t invited after all, that why on earth could I expect a wedding invitation from him of all people, that this was all a joke and I should just leave now. But that didn’t happen. It didn’t happen throughout the entire ceremony, although beforehand I was assaulted by my wonderful best friend Peta but her and Maks had matters to attend to being the family of the groom and couldn’t chat for long. It didn’t happen as they walked out of the church, holding hands, smitten looks. It didn’t happen as I showed up at the reception and ate and made small talk with some ex cast mates and friends of the bride.

So here I find myself, sitting alone at my table, not finding the courage to get up and dance or really do much of anything. When I see someone pull over a chair and sit next to me.

“Hey Shar.” I turn and look at, possibly the only other person who understands me in this moment.

“Hey Jen, longtime no see” She looks away slightly embarrassed.

“Yeah sorry about that it’s just with everything I…” she trailed off. I understood what she meant though, her and Val had been off and on for several years before he started to date me and I always knew he broke her heart.

“I understand” she flashed me a quick smile.

“It’s wierd being here.” She said looking around the venue. “I always kind of assumed it was going to be one of us.” I looked at her getting why she has come over here.

“Me too, I just always thought he was going to get his life together and ask one of us, it didn’t have to be me, but to not even marry a dancer, she just seems so foreign” she nodded.

“I’m sure you’ve talked to Peta too but she says she’s really nice when you get to know her.” I had forgotten that Jenna and Peta were so close, once I stared dating Val I wasn’t as close to her anymore. I forgot Peta wasn’t the same way. But Peta hadn’t spoken to me about Val’s new wife and I don’t know exactly if that meant anything, I suppose I never asked either.

“It hurts a little, not badly, not as much as it would’ve a year ago but it stings. I don’t know if I’ll ever completely stop feeling at least something for him”

“He’s wierd like that, he draws you in and makes you feel like you’re all that matter and it’s all so dramatic in the moment and when it ends it’s like a piece of you has been ripped away.” She spoke with the words I couldn’t form, as if she was reading my thoughts.

“I hope they are happy together, no matter what happened between us I want him to be happy.” She smiled and raised her glass.

“I’ll cheers to that!” We clinked our glasses and smiled. “I suppose that’s why he invited us, it’s such a big step in your life and he was such a big part of my life, it would feel wierd if he just wasn’t there” I nodded softly.

The rest of the night passed slowly, I know that Jenna left early, but I couldn't bear to follow, who leaves a wedding early?

~~~

I thought about that night in passing moments over the next years, when I felt the worst or most alone. Until three years later, I hadn’t spoken to most of the people from the show in almost five years, save for an occasional phone call from Peta every month or so. It stung a bit to no longer talk to those I was so close to, but I had new friends and I loved them. But it made a certain phone call much stranger.

One day around twelve in the afternoon I revived a call from and unknown number I vauguely recognized. It was Jenna.

“Hey Sharna it’s Jenna I had a question for you and I know we haven’t spoken since well. Since Val’s wedding but it’s sort of about that and only you can answer it.” She was calm and composed but I could hear a tone of panic in her voice.

“Hey Jen,” I said quite taken aback, she was not who I expected, “ what do you need?”

“I’m getting married today,” this conversation was getting stranger by the minute. “to Artem, I love him and he is so so wonderful, Lindsay is maid of honor, Peta, Brittany and both my sisters are my bridesmaids, I’m so happy Sharna, so happy” I didn’t quite understand why she was calling me.

“I’m happy for you”

“But keep questioning myself, Sharna I have been in love with Val for most of my adult life, he was my first true love, but I love Artem more than I have ever loved Val.” I was throughly confused at this point. “ he called me you know?”

“What? Who called you when?”

“Val, on the day he got married, he called me and asked about, well you, and me but he was talking about how much he had hurt the two of us, and that he was so sorry for everything and he told me that a small part of him would always love us and that if we said it back he would run away with either one of us. He would run from his fiancé and never look back. But I knew it was just wedding nerves, I knew that he loved that girl more than he ever loved us. It hurt but I told him I didn’t love him, it was a lie, and the hardest lie I have ever told but I knew it was right. Sharna I need you to be that person for me. No one else understands like you do. I need you to tell me that Val doesn’t love me, that he isn’t going to come back like before, that he isn’t in love either one of us. Because I love Artem and I want to marry him.”

I was shocked. Completely and utterly flabbergasted. But she was right I knew where she was coming from, Val had a grip on me for too long, so I composed myself and said, finally believeing it myself. “Val isn’t in love with us. Jenna he is not coming back for you. You love Artem. He is a great guy and you are going to be happy with him. Marry the man you love Jenna” It felt so nice to say that. I knew in my heart that I was saying Jenna’s name but it felt like I was talking to myself. If she could move on I knew that I could too.

“Thank you” she wispered and the phone fell silent.

~~~ Two years later I got a letter, inside was a baby announcement for a one “May Anna Chigvintsev”. She was a precious little girl with her mothers eyes and her fathers head, scribbled on the corner of the paper was, written in her mothers scrawl, “thank you, for everything, raise a glass to happiness”. I looked down at the little girls face, and at her bearing my name, and smiled. Before addressiging an envelope cordially inviting Jenna and Artem Chigvintsev to the marriage of Sharna Burgess and James Hinchcliffe

A/n thanks so much for reading. I have had this idea for a while now and I hope I did it justice. I’m a massive valenna stan but you can’t doubt chmergesses chemistry, so I settled for neither of them, oops. Thanks again hope you enjoyed! Xoxo R 💕💕

#valenna #chmergess #team stop and go #james and sharna #jartem #jenna johnson #sharna burgess #val chmerkovskiy #artem chigvintsev #james hinchcliffe #dwts #r writes #R writes valenna #R writes James and Sharna #fanfic #fan fiction

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Roleplay server Log #191

"The Survivor, Flying Lessons, A Lobster for Grinny”

[TLOT] Should I be annoyed that he didn't stay to help or proud of him for not killing anyone today?

[Lie] - A mixture of both is probably appropriate... Although the day isn't over yet

[Steve] Is merrily tapping away on the typewriter. There are a few random words but it's mostly nonsense.

[Banette] Toddles up behind Lie. - baaan?

{Lie] - Hmm? Oh, hey there, do you want a treat?

[Banette] Hops up and down excitedly. It's zippers make a soft jingling noise.

[TLOT] Hey Lie? Notch has your cat. Sorry about that.

[Lie] Digs through her inventory and finds a raspberry and offers it to Banette- That's okay, Hope likes having a lap to lay in that wont move for hours

[Banette] Gobbles the berry and lets out a happy humm.

[Steve] That's a weird noise. The other room is all clean now.

[TLOT] Regards the punching bag. - I'm glad I'm not dressed, this thing is messy as fuck.

[Grinny] Starts slinking up to Endrea's room-

[Banette] Notices him and runs over to pick him up-

[Grinny] Hisses and swats at the pokemon-

[Banette] Is ghostly and mostly ignores it to bring the cat to Lie - Ette!

[Lie] - Thank you Banette, hello Grinny

[Grinny] - FUCK OFF!

[TLOT] Hark, I hear a Grinny!

[Steve] Reminds me of Cp...

[Grinny] - Do not associate me with that crude caveman!

[TLOT] It's because you're an angry cat that cusses a lot.

[Steve] And you're also a creepypasta!

[TLOT] That too.

[Lie] - Well, I think it's a good sign that we haven't heard any explosions yet...

[Yaunfen] Is sniffing at LIe's netherwort-

[Doc] Hey Grinny. Sorry you got lost in the shuffle, hopefully you weren't too bored.

[Grinny] - Like I care about anything that just happened

[TLOT] You didn't even enjoy Blake getting his ass whupped?

[Grinny] - It was a bit amusing... Would have been more so if it hadn't disturbed my nap

[Doc] Little griefer. Hey, when was the last time you ate?

[Lie] - Hm? Oh, this morning

[Doc] I don't know about you guys, but I'm hungry.

[Steve] Food sounds good.

[TLOT] I don't need it, obviously, but that would be nice.

[Lie] - I suppose my hunger bar could be a bit more full...

[Steve] You like roughing it too Lie? I don't want to get too comfortable ignoring stuff that could hurt me. That's a bad habit.

[TLOT] Ummm.

[Doc] Lie?

[Lie] - Yes?

[Doc] Lie... you're an admin. Why are you in survival?

[Lie] - Ummmm, because I have been from the start?

[TLOT] Do you want to be in survival? I know you like to garden.

[Doc] You've never changed your mode?!

[Lie] At Doc- No? I kinda forgot I could?

[Doc] -sighs- Do you want me to fix it? At the very least you could fly with Cp.

[Lie] - Wait... I thought flying was just an inherent ability? I just figured I hadn't figured it out yet, I mean I still can't even control my own teleports

[TLOT] Is it? I think it depends on the brine.

[Doc] Yeah, I can't fly.

[Lie] - I don't know!

[Doc] I wouldn't sweat it. You might stumble on it later. - Xe phases through the wall and curls up near them.

[Lie] - And I mean, I guess I could at least try being in creative...

[Steve] You were a player before, aren't you used to operating that way?

[TLOT] grins- Or were you hardcore Lie?

[Lie] - I... Was never very good at remembering what to type...

[Doc] Wiggles hir stubby claws and types out an admin command to change Lie's mode- There you go. Now just be careful, since you're not trying to pick things up. Don't break everything.

[Lie] - That might take awhile to get used to...

[Doc] Scribbles on a scrap of paper - Here, just type this if you want to change back.

[Lie] - Thanks Doc

[Steve] Sooooo... food?

[Doc] Oh yeah. Are we done here?

[TLOT] Looks good to me.

[Lie] - Yeah, everything looks fine

[TLOT] Shall we head to the bar?

[Steve] Lie should fly!

[Lie] - Errrr...

[Banette] Has curled up on the rug by the bookshelves and is looking sleepy and full.

[Doc] I think someone else really enjoyed all the battling.

[TLOT] Comes back upstairs with Steve in tow.

[Steve] Picks up Grinny and pets him -

[Grinny] - PUT ME DOWN YOU HEATHEN!

[Steve] Don't you want to come eat with us?

[Grinny] - NO!

[Doc] Oh come on. I'll get you anything you want.

[Grinny] Hisses-

[Yaunfen] Comes running back- Burp!

[Doc] Opens the door for Yaunfen and phases back outside-

[Steve] Marches out as well with Grinny in his hands-

[TLOT] Come on Lie, just try hovering a bit

[Lie] Follows them out, accidentally breaking the door in the process as she tries to close it- Damnit

[TLOT] Copies the remaining door and puts it back. - Wrong button Lie.

[Lie] - Shush, honestly I'm not sure how I managed to survive as long as I did bfore being brought here...

[Steve] You're plucky! Just like an Alex. That's why.

[Lie] - Thanks... Okay, so how do I hover?

[Doc] Technically? It's a key for up and another for down. Being right in it though? Try pushing against the ground.

[Lie] Concentrates and gets a little lift, but it's very short lived-

[TLOT] Feels around in her mind and isolates the thought that caused the lift before showing it to her- More of that.

[Lie] Tries again and yelps as she rockets far to high up-

[TLOT] Okay, maybe a bit less of that.

[Doc] Trots up the air blocks to get level with her - gently.

[Lie] - I'm a little worried about the down part...

[Doc] Swirls down a little - I'll catch you. Besides, fall damage is zero in creative.

[Lie] Jerkily lowers to the ground-

[TLOT] Good start, try leveling off about two blocks up and stay there.

[Lie] - But I just got back on the ground!

[Doc] Just for practice. Then you can just zip along without running.

[Lie] Tries again and ends up just under two blocks up-

[Doc] Puts a paw behind her and gives a gentle shove, like sliding a mug on a table.

[Lie] - Ah, I'm not sure how to feel about this...

[Doc] Sorry. - Xe moves hir foot away - I won't touch if that's uncomfortable.

[Lie] - This just feels so weird...

[Steve] Just because you're not used to it?

[Lie] - Probably? I mean, CP's carried me before while flying, but I've never actually done it myself...

[TLOT] That's kinda romantic actually.

[Doc] I'm torn, I don't know if I like it better when Deerheart rides me or when I ride her.

[TLOT] That's cause you're a switch. Haha

[Doc] Shut up

[Lie] Lowers herself to the ground again-

[Doc] Is bumbling along because Yaunfen is riding hir head, trying to make it more fun for them-

[Yaunfen] Is making happy noises-

[Doc] Skitters down the side of the embankment and back up the other instead of using the bridge.

[Lie] - Bar isn't on fire, that's a bonus

[TLOT] Glamces at the lava fountain- I'll put my shirt back on for the sake of decorum, but no lava today. It's too damn hot.

[Doc] He's getting better, we should give him a cookie

[Steve] Catnip cookie

[Winston] Is having a conversation with Sam while Magnolia is trying some foods-

[CP] Is downing many shot glasses-

[Lie] - How about we don't make him angrier

[Steve] I'm just playing.

[TLOT] Holds the door for Lie and his hubby-

[Lie] Walks through-

[Doc] Does a little twist and ends up in hir regular shape with Yaunfen across hir arms- getting so big!

[Yaunfen] - BURP! BURP!

[Doc] Also comes in with Yaunfen-

[Steve] Whispers to Sam and points to Grinny.

[Sam] Looks a bit wierded out but nods anyway.

[Steve] Sam is gonna do something cool for you Grinny-

[Grinny] - How about you all just FUCK OFF!

[Sam] Goes in the kitchen for a minute and then motions for Steve to bring the cat in.

[Steve] Follows - I know you like mean stuff so this might be appealing.

[Lie] Sits next to CP-

[Grinny] Tries biting Steve-

[Steve] No! Bad! Just give me a chance!

[Grinny] - NO!

[Sam] Sets the cauldron boiling and pulls out a squirming lobster -

[Steve] Turns the cat's head so he'll see

[Grinny] - It's a lobster... So what?

[Sam] Throws it in the scalding water and there's a small amount of flailing and thrashing before it dies and is pulled out again.

[Grinny] - Whoopidy fucking doo, I've seen it at least a dozen times before

[Steve] Aww, but it's for you.

[Grinny] - Don't care

[Steve] Very sad pouty face. - O-okay....

[Sam] Preps the lobster anyway and plates it on the counter just inside the kitchen before walking out with a knowing look.

[Steve] Sets Grinny down - I'll... I'll just go check on the others then.... - sniffle.

[Grinny] - Good! Leave!

[Steve] Slumps-

[Sam] Gives Steve a little hug as he comes out of the kitchen.

[TLOT] It's okay my lamb, it was a good thought.

[Grinny] Jumps up next to the lobster once he's sure he's alone and takes a few bites-

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