#woopsie daisy how did that happen?!

[queerbluefae]

I will never forgive my school for making it out like Egypt wasn't IN Africa and letting me go YEARS of my life not realising something so basic. Literally they made it out like Egypt was this super amazing cultural place and Africa was...Poor 🙃

#she's so polite and quiet #so well behaved #I also blame myself tbh #but I was a disabled child who got left behind by the school system #I had learning difficulties but also my teachers didnt notice how behind I was #they'd tell my mum #and mum being younger than I am now & a single parent #just...believed they had my best interests at heart #oh she asked questions but that was always their response #and then suddenly they were like oops she's nearly 2 yrs behind the rest of the class #woopsie daisy how did that happen?! #🙃🙃🙃 #not to mention this is before internet was readily available in the home #sure there was dial up but my home didnt havr that until late highschool #bc it was too expensive #and we were a si gle parent family living in housing commission #anyway these tags got off topic #but yeah #school system failed me totally #and the egypt in africa thing was 1 of MANY examples #my rambles

[kozmicmizuu]

ok- soooo… my brain thought of smth a tiny bit fucked but the i remembered this is kny and atla so it’s ok to be fucked. so, in the series water benders are like- not really in the war, but they were basically taken from the south tribe for war reasons. the angst in my brain is that the southern tribe in this au is where urokodaki would train all of this students (yes, the past dead ones are alive in this) and then the demons attacked (they’re basically the fire nation in this).

(also in this au in my take (you can see how you’d like) the demons aren’t really demons. they’re human, but they use this fucked up branch or rather a “weed” of the breath-bending that’s the equivalent of dark magic basically.)

they just took everyone with no remorse for anything, and then they found out that water’s conductive. sooooo- torture via electricity was used to make the water benders weapons of war!!! yay!!

giyuu was considered one of the best in the small tribe (i think between him, sabito, and makomo, giyuu was the one to completely master water breathing and well- survived canon). shock collars were obviously used- cause this is demons we’re talking about.

giyuu and basically all of the tribe were just abused for years (lets use giyuu’s age as a reference). the tribe was taken when giyuu was 8- the controlling and abuse didn’t stop until giyuu was 19. basically instead of him finding tanjiro, tanjiro found him.

you can only imagine how just aggressive giyuu was, a major contrast to his usual calm and stoic personality. tanjiro probably couldn’t even get close without giyuu being violent so he called for backup from the corps/friends. let’s say that sanemi and shinobu and kyojuro were sent there (sanemi was there in case of a fight.) to say that giyuu’s condition was worrying would be an understatement.

literally every single water breather was fucked- they needed the moon for spiritual healing but we’re never given the chance to see it for god knows how long, barely any food or water. kyojuro probably threw up when he saw kids in there. sanemi was just pissed about this, a whole ass tribe was ignored by the world. also don’t worry, literally no one is dead from the water tribe. but idk of that’s a good thing tbh….

it took them literally forever to get giyuu to trust them, like trying to tame a wild animal. but the simplest thing is what got literally the whole tribe to trust them, the promise of seeing the moon and sea again. tanjiro was just happy to see the southern tribe from the stories, but so sad that they were like this for 11 years. the moment they even opened the door for the tribe- it was literally like setting caged birds free. though urokodaki was the one who told the four, “thank you” and followed his students into the beach on a full moon.

also the shock collars took some time to remove, no one really sat still at all, or some stood unnervingly still. shinobu knew that it would them literal years to recover from all of that trauma, potentially a whole lifetime. kyojuro probably sobbed his sweet little heart out when he saw them so happy on the beach (emotional bitch), sanemi was still fuming, mf was READY to put an end to this war. he just imagined genya in this situation and was like “no i im not letting this slide” and proceeded to sink the entire fleet that did this to the tribe (W sanemi).

sighhhh this thought happens from remembering the episode of when katara found another water bender from the southern tribe (holy fuck i can’t remember the name) and she ended up being fucked in the head after all.

so, does that mean giyuu can be feral and deranged when he’s completely ticked off?? yes, more feral giyuu content for the starving people. he’d be so much more intense with any threat (maybe like when azula was going a bit silly) but after the threat is gone he’s just “woopsie daisies my bad yall”

they ended up taking the tribe to the corps and basically giving them a safe place to heal and relax. gyomei ended up being good friends with a lot of them because water benders are very sweet to him and the kids thought he was cool (a little scary at first). giyuu, bless his soul, was found by tengen immediately. mf knew he HAD to befriend this guy, sabito wasn’t having it tho so know there’s sabito and tengen beef.

anyways thanks for coming to my ted talk about this fucked up lil thing… i’m not okay because i started typing this out at 8 in the morning…

#demon slayer #kny #kimestu no yaiba #alta #giyuu tomioka #sabito #makomo #urokodaki #tanjiro kamado #sanemi shinazugawa #shinobu kocho #kyojuro rengoku #gyomei himejima #tengen uzui #i had to get this out here because i’m truly a genius #i’m kidding but like- humor me…. #i need more feral and deranged giyuu content #I NEED HIM TO GO INSANE #also help him yall he’s seen and been through some shit #but he’s still a silly lil guy #maybe don’t make him scared or upset #because can anyone truly stop a tidal wave of emotions?? or even fully control a wave at all?? #sabito is probably more of a “man in this #wanting to be the strong figure for his suffering tribe and to make himself feel like he’s being something other than a weapon of war #makomo was probably used as a healer for the demons literally draining her of her energy for their sake #urokodaki was literally just used as a way to get the tribe to listen like threading his life if they even tried to rebel or smth #that’s literally their dad so of course they all listened #also i love the switching of roles of savior and victem with tanjiro and giyuu #i’m sane i swear im just sleepy #enjoy the angst cause this au is full of it no surprises there!!

[meowydoe]

@june-doe-event - day 9!

ok before I put this - this was supposed to be a comic but that would take too long for one day so I added quite a few things and made it a short fic instead

uhh I probably won’t do this again unless I have the same not-enough-time situation but I can always take constructive criticism just in case.

also I wrote this last night and didn’t feel like rereading it now so if there’s errors.. woopsie daisies

What if : the unanimous vote stayed?

Votes had been taken in for who wins the grand prize. Who wins the game. They’d been waiting for this since they first appeared in this warehouse. 

Ocean didn’t realize how much this would suck. For any outcome. They couldn’t stay in there forever, if one were gone then nothing would be the same, and if she had to leave all of them behind, well, what was the point of going anyway? The world didn’t need people like her. It needed people like them. Those who would listen, those who would learn. Those who stuck together even if the bond was formed in death.

“I’m afraid there’s a mishap with our votes tonight.” The machine finally spat out.

“Huh? What do you mean? Did someone not vote? Did you forget them? We can vote again if you forgot them.” Ocean’s words came out quicker than she had wanted them to. There wasn’t much she could do about that, this was a nerve wracking situation to be in.

The rest of the choir waited for a response.

“It seems that ‘you must vote for each other’ was taken a little too seriously. Everyone has one vote. There cannot be a tiebreaker, you all would just vote for the same person once more.”

“Well there’s gotta be something you can do, right? Is there some sort of spiny wheel in here you could use? From a fair game?” Noel mentioned

“That is not how a ‘unanimous vote’ works, Gruber.”

“It would still be a better fate than whatever happens after this, though, right?” Constance asked 

“Constance, five of us will still have to experience what’s after this even if the voting worked”

“…right.”

The choir stood there for a little while. Mischa looked his phone screen, cracked from the accident. He couldn’t entirely make out what was on the screen from all the damage. He did manage to spot one thing, though. He changed his lock screen wallpaper while they were at the fair. It was a blurry, poorly taken photo of him and the choir. He remembered it was taken right as he dropped his phone into the duck pond attraction that Constance insisted they go to because she thought it was adorable. Oh, how he’d miss that time. Oh, how he’d miss whoever had to leave them. Forever.

Ricky stared down at their hands. They couldn’t stand being in this warehouse with the pressure of this competition. It was so overwhelming they wanted to cry. But they couldn’t. All they could do was wait. Wait until the fate was sealed. They didn’t realize that this grand prize seemed more of a punishment.

Jane Doe sat away from the others. She knew who they were, despite not having any prior memories of them. The only one she didn’t truly know was herself. She didn’t know anything. What she looked like, her name, her family,, all the first things you would usually know in life. She did find out her friends, though. The people in the warehouse with her right now. She was given a name. She didn’t know if it was hers. But it was now. Her friends were like her family. Sort of. They felt like family. She didn’t know what she looked like, though. But was that really something to give up your family, friends, and name for?

“Thank you for your time, Saint Cassian Chamber Choir.”

“…what?” Ocean blurted

…

“Sir, what does that mean? Do we all go back? Is that what this is?”

…

“..Where…” she swallowed “where are we going after this?”

Karnak let out a sigh, which Ricky was unsure that a machine could do.

“Before our time together is up, I must tell you one last thing.”

The choir listened intently.

“My final message to you children.. is.. YO YO YOUR LUCKY NUMBER IS SEÉEÉVEN YOU WILL GET A PROMOoOoOOoTION YOU WILL SO SO SOAR TO GREAT HEIEIEIEIEIGHTS BE SUre tO ride the cyclone..”

The bright strobe lights and sparks flashed at the choir, the sound causing a frightened yelp or two. They ducked down and covered their heads. Just in case there was a second death in this afterlife.

The sparks stopped. Everyone hesitantly stood up and looked around at the now almost completely demolished warehouse. Ocean was blankly staring at the ‘corpse’ of the exploded machine. She anxiously turned her head towards the choir with tears in her eyes.

They didn’t know what would happen next. They were terrified. But they knew whatever was about to happen, they would go through together. Because that’s what friends do. That’s what family does.

#ride the cyclone #rtc #ride the cyclone musical

[myimmortalfan666]

Erm, here's the parody I made! It uses characters I like from an anime called Love Live Sunshine, which I don't think you're familiar with but hopefully doesn't ruin the enjoyability of this or anything. For some context, "mikans" are a type of mandarin orange and "µ's" is a group in the universe of the show. I also forgot the change one description of the main character's outfit (woopsy daisy.)

I was about to stab myself with the silver knife that my mom had lent me in case I needed to cut something. She had told me to use it valiantly against sausages or something but I knew that me and Hanamaru must both go together.

“NO!” I THOUGHT IT WAS CHIca but it was Lily. She started to scream. “OMFG! NOOOOO! NOT THE DOGS!” and then….. her eyes rolled up! You could only see her red whites.

I stopped. “How did u know?”

“I saw it! And my phobia came back!”

“NO!” I ran up closer. “I thought you weren't scared of dogs anymore!” I shouted.

“I am but my time helping you take care of Laelaps lessened it and I always hide it with my poker face.” she said back. “Anyway my head hurt and I saw horrible dog visions! Save me! then I had a vision of what was happening to Hanamaru…………….Seint Snow has her kidnap!”

Anyway I was in the school nurse’s office now recovering from my stabbed tummy. Yo and CHEKA were there too. They were going to a different school after they recovered cause they were losers and this school was getting closed down anyway. Mari had constipated the cideo camera they took of me dancing. I put up my middle finger at them.

Anyway Chica came into my hospital bed holding a bowl of mikans.

“Yohane I need to tell u somethnig.” she said in a v. serious voice, giving me the mikans.

“Fuck off.” I told her. “You know I fucking hate mikans anyway, and I don’t like fucked up school idols like you.” I snapped. Chica had been mean to me before for being a fallen angel.

“No Yohane.” Chica says. “Those are not mikans.”

“What, are they demons too you poser angel?” I asked cause I was angry that she had brought me mikans.

“I saved your life!” She yelled angrily. “No you didn’t I replied.” “You saved me from getting a school idol music video made from your tomfoolery and being vued by Yo.” Who DANSED (c is dat speld rong) to it she added silently.

“Whatever!” I yelled angirly.

She pointed her finger at the mikans. “These aren’t mikans.” She suddenly looked at them with an evil look in her eye and muttered Todokete Setsunasa ni wa Namae o tsukeyou ka snOW HALATION! .

“That’s not a spell that’s a µ's song.” I corrected her wisely.

“I know, I was just warming up my vocal cordes.” Then she screamed. “Petulus merengo myuzu(4 all u cool goffic muse fans out, there, that is a tribute!)snowo halationo!”

And then the mikans turned into a huge black flame floating in the middle of the air. And it was black. Now I knew she was a little demon.

“OK I believe you now wtf is Hanamaru?”

Cheka rolled h eyes. I looked into the balls of flame but I could c nothing.

“U c, Yohimby,” Mawi said, watching the two of us watching the flame. “2 c wht iz n da flmes(HAHA U REVIEWRS FLAMES GEDDIT) u mst find urslf 1st, k?”

“I HAVE FOUND MYSELF OK YOU MEAN OLD WOMAN!” Chica yelled. mAWi lookd shockd. I guess she didn’t have a headache or else she would have said something back.

Chica stormed off back into her bed. “U r a liar, chairwoman marii!”

Anyway when I got better I went upstairs and put on a black leather minidress that was all ripped on the ends with lace on it. There was some corset stuff on the front. Then I put on black fishnets and black high-heeled boots with pictures of µ's members on them. I put my hair all out around me so I looked like Samara from the Ring (if u don’t know who she iz ur a prep so fuk off!) and I put on blood-red lipstick, black eyeliner and black lip gloss.

“You look kawai, girl.” Wooby said sadly. “Fangs (geddit) you do too.” I said sadly too, but I was still upset. I stabbed myself feeling totally depressed and I drank all the blood. I cried again in my bathroom and put the shades and mask on so Yo couldn’t spy on me this time. I went to some classes. Riri was in the math class. She looked all depressed because Hanamaru had disappeared and she had used to be in love with Hanamaru. She was sucking some blood from a first year.

“Hi.” she said in a depressed way. “Hi back.” I said in an wqually said way.

We both looked at each other for some time. Riko had beautiful golden eyes so much like Hanamaru. Then……… we jumped on each other and started smooching each other.

“STOP IT NOW YOU HOMOSEXUAL DUNDERHEADS!” shouted Daia the student council president who was watching us and so was everyone else.

“Lily you fucker!” I said slapping her. “Stop trying to smooch me. You know I loved Hanamaru!” I shouted and then I ran away angrily.

Just then she started to scream. “OMFG! NOOOOO! NOT THE DOGS!” and then….. her eyes rolled up! You could only see her red whites.

I stopped. “How did u know?”

“I saw it! And my phobia came back!”

“NO!” I ran up closer. “I thought you weren't scared of dogs anymore!” I shouted.

“I am but my time helping you take care of Laelaps lessened it and I always hide it with my poker face.” she said back. “Anyway my head hurt and I saw horrible dog visions! Save me! then I had a vision of what was happening to Hanamaru…………….Seint Snow has her kidnap!”

this gave me a laugh! thank you anon

#my immortal #ebony dark'ness dementia raven way #ask #love live sunshine #MORE PEOPLE SHOULD DO THIS THESE ARE A TREAT!!!!

[lancelotslair]

to be clear: Giratina had forgotten just how fragile people are, they absolutely did NOT mean to kill him it's just that they yanked him too hard and MAYBE going through dimensions hurts a little. From Cyrus' POV though nothing had happened, he saw them lunge at him then he woke up in the distortion world being looked down on basically just like in the The New World short so he just kinda assumed he had gotten knocked out during the process and Giratina had waited for him to wake up

Giratina fought to keep Cynthia and the kids from taking him out of the distortion world because they wouldn't be able to maintain the illusion over him and well. Then he'd know they did a woopsie daisy and be a Little Bit Mad At Them which they Really Didn't Want

#I mean they also didn't want them to take him out because they brought him there for time out and to help him it's just that like #they PILE DRIVED him into time out and he did not survive that now did he

[piichuki]

♡ k what if i gave reasoning as to why i gave alejandro and noah the pokemon i did 👁

alejandro up first bcuz i said so: ♡

delphox

the au takes place in kalos, since it's my favorite region. i went through a whole debate as to what starter to give him (and noah), bcuz both the regional kalos starters and the kanto starters r there. eventually, i decided to go with the regional starters for that kalos representation, yknow. so, alejandro choosing fennekin was decided

pyroar

OKAY COME ON NOW YOU MEAN TO TELL ME IN TOTAL DRAMA CANON ALEJANDRO LITERALLY SAID HE WANTED TO BE A LION TAMER AND NOBODY THOUGHT TWICE ABOUT A POKEMON AU WHERE HE HAS A PYROAR???? A LION POKEMON???? ARE YOU KIDDING ME????? so guess what? i'm here to take matters in my own hands and change that. so bam boom wham he has a pyroar. and a pyroar that views him both as a respectable trainer and as his cub, no less

salamence

for some reason, i really wanted alejandro to have a dragon-type??? so i scoured the entire pokedex numerous times to find one for him, and ended up settling with giving him a bagon. mega evolution is a thing in the au (tho i don't know how i'm gonna pull that off...) so that's a bonus

hawlucha

OKAY FUCKING LISTEN TO ME WHEN I SAY THIS: HAWLUCHA ARE POKEMON THAT ARE WILLING TO TRAIN, DETERMINED TO WIN BATTLES, CAN GET TOO COCKY DURING SAID BATTLES AND FIND THEMSELVES IN PREDICAMENTS....DO YOU SEE??? WHERE I'M GOING WITH THIS???? HAWLUCHA IS ALEJANDRO AND ALEJANDRO IS HAWLUCHA PLZZZZZZ. hawlucha ended up becoming alejandro's ace...lowkey bcuz of bias since hawlucha is one of my favorite mons....woopsie daisy

shiny slyveon

this was the pokemon i was talking about in talonflame's entry!! noah's dad gave her to him when he was around 8-9ish (and by "gave" i mean seymour let him and noah play with the eevee he had and that shiny got super attached to him and followed him around, got super upset when he had to leave, got extremely happy when he came back...so seymour just decided to say "fuck it" and gave alejandro a pokeball to catch her), and he's had her ever since. he didn't add her into his party until much later after an incident at a gym that left one of noah's pokemon at a nearby pokemon center for a few days and he had to add one of his other, lower leveled pokemon to his team as a replacement. FUN FACT ACTUALLY KAJROWDJWK: alejandro originally wanted a flareon, so he and his (at the time) eevee spent their free time looking for one, buuuut....she evolved before that could happen

gengar

gengar is the result of me changing my mind abt his team every other week bcuz i'm indecisive. gengar used to be josé's pokemon, but after that incident at his gym...yeah, gengar did NOT want to be a part of that toxic life anymore, after seeing how much he hurt, not only alejandro and noah, but every other previous trainer that challenged them before. he left josé in the middle of the night after a few days of debate...and took his keystone with him, bcuz he was very, very undeserving of it; not to mention how they could never mega evolve in the first place bcuz their bond wasn't strong enough

♡ a few honorary / almost-but-not-quite-made-it mentions too,,, bcuz i can ♡

tauros

i LOVE the idea of alejandro having a tauros on his team since he has a bull necklace in canon, and he did have one on his team at one point, but it didn't make the final team cut :(( sorry tauros :((

gallade

fun fact— alejandro was originally going to have a primarily fire- fighting-type team, buuuut i ended up scrapping that idea bcuz there were pokemon that didn't make that cut, and pokemon like gallade just got taken off completely in favor of others i wanted more

talonflame

talonflame was on alejandro's team for a while, while he was travelling; she got switched out for his (at the time) eevee, bcuz noah needed to train his lower leveled pokemon with another lower leveled, so she wasn't really scrapped, moreso just sent back home, yknow

mienshao

another example of a rlly good pokemon from alejandro's old fire- fighting-type team that got scrapped in favor of others i liked more

shiny flareon

k so that "alejandro wanted a flareon but ended up with a sylveon instead"? yeah that actually started out as a joke that fell far away from joke territory 😐

[personabouqet]

the second that fire started and lawerence was like “.....woopsy daisy how did that happen?” i knew iT WAS HIM

#dangerous fellows #lawerence #dangerous fellows lawerence #dangerous fellows fanart #otome game #game #fanart #lineart

[sparkliingdust]

I have to talk about the latest episode of Defending Jacob for a second....Massive spoilers behind the cut.

I have not read the book yet I will probably will read the wiki page when this is over....so please don't spoil the book ending in my inbox or replies?

First thing, I have no idea what to make of Laurie. I liked how the story built her up as losing everything because of what her dumbass kid did. She was the main draw of what happens to families when someone is convicted of something like this...that said, I don't know if it came down to direction or writing, but she's always staring off into space or looking confused, and it's a shame that most wife/mother roles in crime thrillers are inherently portrayed as either clueless or fragile and hysterical like Laurie is. Unfortunately, Michelle's acting did not convince me once that she thought Jacob was innocent. Excluding the first episode, she was questioning him the whole time and reading into every reason for why he could be a killer... I was rooting for her when she finally told Andy she didn't think Jacob was innocent anymore because we could all tell and knew she was thinking it. But that revelation wasn't as powerful as it could've been.

Second, Jacob is a stupid little shit. I know he’s supposed to be 14 (Jaeden is a little too old for this role)...but like starting an Instagram account with your picture on Patrick Bateman's face making an ax-murderer joke? giving people your name while playing video games killing people? commenting on social media as 'if Ben's dead who gives a shit’? writing and publishing a full story detailing the murder 3 days after he dies? It totally plays into the "murder" gene / lack of empathy development for Jacob as a character.....but Jesus, to do all of these things with your dad as DA and not once think that any of it is a big deal when they're trying to convict you of murder. The show wrote him as being so passive to his own innocent or guilt, and Jaeden played Jacob so quietly (and boringly if you ask me) by the time the 'storytime' part of the trial started I was like 'WOOPSIES DAISIES' and ultimately convinced that he did it. 

Third, Chris continues to act the shit out of this thing. That's just facts. I think the series works best when he, Michelle, and Jaeden are together, but individually, Chris is the only one who stands out on his own and Michelle / Jaeden feel miscast.

Fourth, I think one of my issues with it is that it really relied on Andy to push the plot forward - not only with the indictment he’s facing, but also investigating every avenue to prove Jacob’s innocent. Honestly, we only ever saw Laurie fret about the trial and Jacob hanging out in his room. I wish the plot made them more active characters - like her part of the plot could’ve been more interesting if she was pushing Andy to see if Jacob was innocent and then it backfired on her or both of them. And Jacob’s part of the plot could’ve been more interesting if he was actively trying to cover up things - instead of all of his dirty secrets popping out of nowhere. That moment provided some shock, but wasn’t the most compelling twist. Like after his laptop was taken away from him, there was no conflict of him being scared of what they find on there or anything. It’s like the series took the lack of empathy part to the inth degree and kind of made Jacob humanless. Even Duffy’s part of the investigation felt empty because she said they were pursuing Leonard, but we didn’t see it until Andy pushed for it. I think the series covered the point of view of what a parent would do to protect their kid, and what lies can do to unravel a family, but at the same time, it shouldn’t have relied on one character to do most of the heavy-lifting.

Otherwise, I’ve actually really liked this series so far, despite some of its flaws.

#defendingjacobspoilers #defending jacob spoilers #djspoilers #spoilers

[flydotnet]

Euthanasia

VRAINS Rarepair Weeks 2018 - Day 4: Birthday/Dying

Summary: [Euthanasia: substantive. From the Greek for "happy" and "death" ; literally, "a happy death".] He is dying in his beloved's arms, but it's too late to realize that, and it's too late to tell her about it. He simply wishes she wasn't crying over him in his last moments. That must be why he doesn't want to die now.

Fandom: Yu-Gi-Oh! VRAINS Ships: Hireshipping (Ema/Akira), platonic and brotherly Akira & Aoi

Wordcount: 2.3K words

Notes: Shhh I skipped Day 3 and I know it, I simply wasn't inspired at all by festivities yesterday lmao. Sup you non-only-DSS-shipper peeps, remember when I made y'all suffer with some angst? Well, it's back woopsie daisy. I've never continued Cyber Thunder Cider (still need to, despite my canon being outdated af by Ema and Kengo's actual situation that was revealed afterwards in the show), so I'm here to bring you what would essentially be the other side of that story. I originally wanted to subvert the prompt with some shitty proverb but instead it's dead-ass angst. Deadass Hire angst because who doesn't want more Hireshipping and suffering in their life? Well, maybe you don't, but I sure do and I'm the one with the angsty Hireship fics here.

Event hosted by @vrainsrarepairweeks

AO3 version available here.

Almost shot through the heart, huh.

 That was rather ironic to think about: he had survived many potentially lethal deals in a shady back alley to finance his sister’s happiness, and yet this would be the end of him. What an ironic ending to his life. It was by saving someone else from death that he granted it upon himself once and for all.

This person he had saved was clutching him against her chest with little consideration to how much he was bleeding out. It was heart-breaking in such a selfish way: he didn’t want the last moments he’d see her to be so sad and painful for her. He had never wanted to see her cry and especially not because of him.

 He wished he could tell her not to weep over him, that’d it be okay. After all, she called for an ambulance as soon as she realized he had been shot: she had done what she could already. There was no reason for her to feel bad about something he had decided to do for her sake: he had never been forced to do so, he simply wanted to save her. Ema’s life, in a moment, mattered much more than his. It still did then: he was actively dying now, and she was alive, safe and sound, albeit miserable. No matter which way he tried to see it as, it was still better than letting her get shot. Would it have gotten her, she would have been killed on the spot.

Bleeding out to death was a weird way to go. In a day and age of instant demises, of lives ending shorter than they got conceived, it was surprising to him that he had been given the time to see Ema’s sorrow over his incoming end and to reflect on his own life. Not that there was much to say about it before his parents had died: afterwards, it had been day-to-day survival, switching between school and back-alley jobs he could never be proud of having done, all for Aoi’s smile which slowly disappeared because he hadn’t given her the attention she deserved. Ah, Aoi…

 “Ema, can… Can I ask you something…?” His voice was groggy and struggling to escape from his throat, as if caught inside by a spider’s sticky and tricky web. It was exhausting to even speak, but he had to do this for Aoi’s sake.

“O-of course…” Her own voice was hesitant, almost wishing not to exist. Through his blurry vision, he could still she was turning away from him, pinching her lip, a tear running down her cheek. Would he have the strength to do so, he would have landed her his handkerchief for her to brush away her tears.

“Can you promise me to watch over Aoi for me… Please…?”

His demand was split in the middle by blood pouring out of his mouth. His lung had been touched. Her own face looked like it had been split apart by it.

“O-of course I will…”

Ema seemed very unsure of her promise, as if doubting her certitude to assure it. Now this was more worrisome… However, that might have been because of how upset she was.

 Still reassured to hear her agree to it, he swallowed back more of the blood he coughed out. The bullet had lodged itself inside his left lung, near his heart that was beating three times too quickly, and yet his pulse was weakening by the moment. His body didn’t know where to go while he was somewhat at a peace of mind: all he needed to do was to make sure Ema and Aoi were both safe. He had saved the former from getting mortally shot: she would take care of the latter. He could sense Aoi had a fondness for the cyberhuntress already, it would only be a question of time.

“By the way… You can get my flat….” He added to make sure they would live perfectly fine when he’d be gone.

 Ah, he was still fairly young to die, now that he thought about it. Dying at twenty-six wasn’t exactly going very far in ages where the average life expectancy was around ninety years of age. Oh well, it was too late to regret doing this. A hand on the dampness that had become this suit he felt like he always wore, it was time to even think back on everything, but his mind blanked. They said your entire life flashed before your eyes before you died, but his never came back to unfold itself again to him. Instead, all he could see was a blurry rendition of Ema’s sorrowful face.

It was as though seeing her so torn over his demise was what prevented him from exhaling his last breath. He didn’t want to die, far from it: he at least wanted to see Aoi become an adult, date a boy or a girl he would be overly suspicious about like a strict father only to warm up to them when he’d see how much they cared about his sister, graduate college and go on to have a life he hoped would be even more successful than his. He wanted to make sure she wouldn’t become like him: a workaholic figure that should have been there and wasn’t, who would come home late and get scolded by his own hired huntress for running himself to the ground. He wanted to see his sister become a great woman, to see her continue doing what she wanted, to save the world like she was already doing with Soulburner and Playmaker.

And he wouldn’t be there to see it, and it broke his heart to even think about.

 He would miss Aoi for sure, but he would also miss Ema and her cheeky smile. They had known each other for years, meeting through the Internet like so many people did around him. He didn’t want to see her go anytime soon, thus why he continued hiring her to the very day he was shot and killed. He simply didn’t expect today to be that day, and that she’d cry over him. For such an independent woman who disposed of data that could ruin people’s lives like she’d give out papers in the streets for some association or other motive, she was incredibly emotional and shaken by it. He’d have thought death didn’t affect very much and that he was, to her eyes, yet another hirer, yet another temporary boss.

Ema was who he wasn’t, and he loved her for this. Her mischievous spirit was always amusing to see in action, always coming up with new ways to trick others into fulfilling her objectives. It was this capacity to always have the upper hand over others that fascinated him at first. He had eventually grown to appreciate most aspects of her: her smile, her winks, her sisterly instincts about Aoi. He knew he could trust in her when everyone else would have dismissed her as shady and traitorous. It was more complex than that: she chose who she was loyal to, and he was lucky enough that she was loyal to Aoi and him.

 He didn’t want to see Ema go. If he could, he would have selfishly made it so she would remain with him until he gave out his last breath, but he was still aware help was coming. The scent of her flowery perfume was the only thing keeping him from gagging over the stench his blood constituted in his nose, a smell of copper and iron fought against by the spice of flowers that simply matched her personality perfectly. Maybe he actually was in love with her. Well, why the maybe? He was in love with this cyber Amazon, completely infatuated with everything she was; and he was lucky enough to be dying in her arms and not anyone else’s.

He never thought he’d see her cry over someone’s death. It just didn’t seem like an “Ema thing” to do. At best, he was hoping she would ask him how he was seeing his hand covered in red, but instead she caught him in his fall and gently laid him on the ground. This was awfully considerate of her: most people he had worked with before would have run away for their lives instead, either fearing losing it directly or losing their freedom by getting involved in a murder. At least, he knew she would watch over Ema for him once he’d be dead, which was just waiting any second to finally decide itself to happen. He didn’t want to die now, but if he had to… then be it.

 “Akira…?” Ema asked him, voice full of uncertainties and hiccups.

“Yes…?”

“Why did you do that, you fool?!”

Oh. There was this question again. She had asked him before, but he had been unable to reply because of blood getting out of his system. The haemorrhage still hadn’t stopped: he didn’t expect it to. The burning pain in his chest was quieting down because his senses were failing on him one by one.

“Obvious… To save you…”

“And why that…?” The newfound fervour in her voice was gone again, much to his chagrin.

“Because I…”

It wouldn’t get out. He was still timid to tell her. It’d make us feel worse anyway, would it not? She’d understand it was also personal between them. He didn’t want her to get any strings attached to him in his last moments. That would be a heartless thing to do.

“I wanted to… see your smile again…”

 Before she could properly hear him, his voice dimming down and eventually dying out, sirens had filled the scenery and so had red and blue lights, blinding him and hiding her. He’d never know if she ever heard him or if she had ever known of the true nature of their relationship to him. He’d never seen her smile again, or Aoi and her grow close, or even Aoi grow up and become an adult. His life had never flashed before his eyes: it was for the better, because this way he could hope to watch over them from the potential plane that was the afterlife.

Oh, how ironic of him to hope such a place existed now that he was on the verge of dying!

 His vision turned black before he could hear Ema scream for his name, repressing back a sorrow before fully letting herself sulk down into despair.

  When he opened his eyes, everything was white around him. Was that the afterlife so many religions professed the existence of. Maybe. That wouldn’t be the first time he’d be proven to be wrong, after all. Everything felt toned down: his sight was blurry, he could barely hear anything that wasn’t his own laboured breathing (or was it? Did people still breathe in the afterlife? Wasn’t that just a necessity of the body?), and his sense of touch was numbed. If afterlife started by not being able to move, then perhaps it would have been better not to access it.

It took him a few minutes to fully realize he was, against all odds, still alive and simply under sedatives. The blood loss he must have suffered was massive considering how slow he felt, as if every part of his body was made out of the heaviest metal. Moving anything seemed to be an egregious effort. Well, it was already a surprise that he was alive, he couldn’t be too capricious about how he wanted to make it out of there alive. He supposed he still had time to write his will, after all. Maybe he should do that as soon as possible since he had so nearly avoided death today. Or was it even today?

 The surrounding sounds were extremely mechanical: if he had to guess, he’d say there were a heart monitor, a machine helping with his breathing and an IV dripping. The contents? Most certainly blood, perhaps other nutrients. He was too numb to know if he had one or two pipes inserted inside his wrists. A voice soon enough came to his ears, a bit cottoned down but still a relief to hear again.

“Big brother, you’re awake…!”

Aoi’s timid voice was filled with a relief he had never heard coming from her. He had scared her too… But she was there, her hand on his, fingers enlaced in his, a heat he could progressively feel. Ah, he had missed his sister so much in so little time.

 There was another hand, this time on his forehead. After giving his dear Aoi the slightest smile (yet the only one he was able to give her at the moment), he lightly tilted his head to the left to see Ema’s eyes and face washed away in relief, dried trails on her cheeks, but with a smile he could only guess was heartfelt. The weight that had been on his chest since a time he didn’t know how to estimate had lifted as soon as he saw it through his weakened state and senses. He had missed it dearly too.

“Don’t ever do that again… You scared the shit out of us both!”

Her scold had this gentler tone to it, a tone that didn’t want to truly scold him away, as if gently reminding him not to almost die in her arms again. He’d miss them both too much to do so once more anyway.

 The last thing before Morpheus’s arms came back to pick him up was her emotional smile and tears of joy, reminding me of how much he wanted to keep seeing her, to keep hiring her until he would find the bravery to tell her that he truly loved her as more than an efficient treasure huntress. Perhaps he could, one day, make of the three of them a complete family.

But for now, needless to say, it was time to give himself a way to sleep the weakness off.

#vrains #vrainsrarepairweeks #hireshipping #akira zaizen #ema bessho #aoi zaizen #My writing #angst warning #character death warning #(well almost)

[tgon]

The Nightmare Room #5, Dear Diary, I'm Dead | Review

Title: The Nightmare Room #5 – Dear Diary, I'm Dead

Author: R.L. Stine

Cover Artist: Vince Natale

Introduction

Dear diary,

I hate you on a conceptual level... You pocket-sized confessional, you. It's nothing personal. It's just that, why would I want a book of my darkest secrets?

Sadly, I don't have much of a choice in this matter. I have to write in you. I have a schedule to upkeep. What's that? Who's going to enforce the schedule? Well... Uh...

I'm getting sidetracked. I'm already a day late with this review. Thankfully, I found this old diary. Now I have a place to write. And that's good, because I have a lot to write about. In my last review, I made a declaration. If Dear Diary, I'm Dead ends up being exactly like the previous three books in the series, I would have to take a break from The Nightmare Room. (It's a true “will he, won't he” story for the ages.) It's time to get down to business... And by that I mean reading an R.L. Stine book...

Story review

Alex Smith's English teacher offers extra-credit to any student who keeps a daily diary and turns it in at the end of the year. (Hardly seems worth it.) He even takes up a bet with Tessa, a girl who Alex thinks is snooty; Alex bets the girl $100 that his diary will be more interesting.

Alex gets home, and his mother surprises him with a new desk. Every boy's dream. The desk isn't even new. When Alex peaks inside a drawer, he finds a diary. Without really questioning how impossibly convenient the situation is, he begins writing. He starts by describing himself and people he knows. He begrudgingly describes Tessa as cute. Uh-oh. You know what this means, right? Alex sees that there actually is some writing in the diary. The entry is in his handwriting, and it details a surprise test he will receive the following day. Alex doesn't understand how such a message appeared, but he studies nonetheless. The next day, Alex ends up being the only kid to do well on the surprise test.

Some time passes, and Tessa asks to join Alex's band. Uh-oh. You know what this means, right? You see, Alex is in a band comprised of three guitarists—and only three guitarists. “I play guitar. We all play guitar.” Alex says he'll have to talk to the other guys in the band first.

At some point in the night, our protagonist dreams that his diary is updated to feature the word, “DEAD.” Upon waking in the morning, Alex begins to worry about evil-dream-diaries and their potential impact on his life. (Paz begins to worry that Stine missed his chance to name-drop the title.) Our hero checks up on his magic diary. A new entry suggests that—if Alex let's Tessa into his band—her uncle will give the group a spot to practice. He can even hook them up with a gig. Soon, Tessa calls Alex. Again, she inquires about getting in the band. Without consulting his friends, Alex Lennon lets Tessa into the band. Shortly therafter, Tessa invites Alex over to her house, but he says no. (It's a true “will he, won't he” story for the ages.) Our boy has studying to do! Tessa informs Alex that their test will probably be canceled because their teacher is sick... But Alex's journal tells him otherwise. Our lowtagonist decides that he's perfectly okay with not letting Tessa in on his secret—ensuring her failure.

Oh, but Alex learns that his journal was updated, and it now says he'll get hit by a car. Instant karma!

The next day, Tessa flunks her test. Plus, she turns out to be a terrible singer. And Alex is pretty disappointed about the latter of these two things. Our hero walks home alone. A kid named Billy declares that his cat has run away, and Alex decides to help. Billy won't be a hero or a fool with his life... But Alex has no reservations about being a fool, so he jumps out into the road. (I guess he's more of a doer than a thinker.) Luckily, he saves the cat. Unluckily, he's hit by a car. Semi-luckily, it didn't hit him very hard. Alex's parents take him to a doctor, but he spends the entire time thinking about what the diary will say next. When he eventually reinspects the diary, it features a long message...

But what is Tessa going to think when she hears the crazy thing I did after school?

Uh-oh.

You should have heard the screams. Everyone was in a total panic.

Uhohuhohuhohuhohuhoh.

I don’t even remember climbing up onto the roof of the school building. [...] I flapped my arms like a bird and jumped off the roof.

Oh. Uh.

The next day at school, everyone is outside for a youth sporting event. Unexpectedly, Billy's cap gets swept up onto the school's roof by a malicious gust of wind. After seeing how upset the boy is, Alex tells Billy to keep his pretty head low and offers to rescue the cap. Our hero goes up some stairs and nabs the hat, but is ultimately knocked off the roof by a malicious gust of wind. I guess they're everywhere this time of year. Thankfully, he's saved by a teacher—who conveniently has the strength and agility to catch a tween falling from the sky.

Tessa goes to Alex's house and admits that she's been oogling—err, I mean observing—Alex. She asks to look into his diary, but Alex becomes defensive. He accuses her of spying, but Tessa says that she's concerned about him. She even hints that she thinks of him as a friend. But our slowtagonist hesitates to call her a friend, and deprives her of her meager joy. Worse still, the diary predicts Alex will wind up driving a school bus the next day. Alex (likely recalling the movie Speed) decides that he isn't cut out to be a bus driver, and he will do everything in his power to not get behind the wheel.

Woopsy-daisy. Alex hijacks a bus full of kids. It was hardly his fault. He was practically in a trance. He doesn't even have an excuse to tell the cops. Later in the day, Tessa steals the diary from Alex. She begins bogarting the book's clairvoyance, so Alex steals it back the next day. When he finds it, the book has been updated with the word, “DEAD.” Because Tessa stole the book, Alex reasons that she'll be the one in danger. Our hero commits to saving Tessa, but he doesn't know how. Like I said, he's a doer. Not much of a thinker.

A storm rages outside, but Alex tracks down Tessa, who's preparing to practice her singing a bit. Alex suspects that the lighting outside might strike the house, causing Tessa to be electrocuted if she's holding any wires. Alex grabs Tessa's mic, allowing himself to be zapped by a bolt of lightning.

Here lies Alex A. Doer

Not much of a thinker.

I'm just kidding. Not about the lighting, though. That hits him.

Suddenly, Alex is in his room. His mother is presenting his new desk. He finds a diary inside, and it tells him about a surprise test that he will have the following day. He wonders how it can know the future—as if it's already happened.

What's going on?

In this segment, I'll attempt to decipher the ending... Just to get it all out, what's in my head.

One thing we know for sure: Alex is in a time warp. I've heard some people say he may have been dreaming, but no; when he opens his eyes in the last chapter, he's standing up, not lying down.

It's never made clear why Alex jumps back in time. Perhaps he died, and he's now doomed to forever repeat his last few days. Man, this is totally different from the Goosebumps books. Although, that theory doesn't explain the diary. He wouldn't have died if the diary had never existed, right? Maybe—because the diary's prediction didn't come true—Alex unintentionally “broke the fabric of truth and reality!”

By this point, I'm sure I've put more thought the twist than the author. I haven't been this confused since Donnie Darko.

The verdict

Okay, okay, this book isn't perfect. The plot arc almost falls into the category of, “bad things continue to happen.” Although, unlike the previous three Nightmare Room books, this one does a better job of balancing good and bad events. Plus, the characters aren't painfully boring and/or horribly unlikable. The Alex-Tessa subplot gave the story the semblance of a foundation; their arc followed a very clear progression, allowing the rest of the story to feel like it's moving forward. Sure, the subplot is sappy, but—like an intoxicating palm wine—it'll get you hooked.

The ending is esoteric and botched. Which is sad, because it's the only thing preventing me from loving the book. I suppose the narrator's ultimate sacrifice is bittersweet. It certainly completes his arc with Tessa.

Speaking of bittersweet, my fondness for this book deprives me of an excuse to postpone reviews for the series. Maybe it's an almost-Christmas miracle.

This review diary entry has gone on long enough. Happy holidays. Try not to get knocked over by any malicious gusts of wind.

Best quote

“You should go on a diet if you’re going to jump off buildings.”

#Stine #The Nightmare Room #Goosebumps #Nostalgia #Horror #Books #Literature #Review #PazReviews #The Ghost of Nostalgia

[maergo]

😌 ALL OF THE KISSES

Send ❤️ for a romantic kiss. Over three months well into the relationship, Minho decided that it was his time to take the other out on a date as he had been saving up some money just for that purpose. The date was just a simple dinner date in a more fancy, but not too fancy restaurant that he normally wouldn’t go to (because ‘why pay ten bucks extra for certain side dishes if you can also get them for free somewhere else’ - also, with both of them being big eaters it wasn’t gonna stay at just ten bucks extra). However, every once in a while he did want to be a little less of a cheapskate in front of the other, both because he cared a lot about him and wanted him to feel special and because they both were complete opposites with their view on money. Minho had to learn that it was okay to be a little more reckless with it, so a more expensive date wasn’t too bad to begin with.Having finished their meals, now left with their wine to finish, Minho couldn’t help but lean over the table, reaching out to pull the other closer by his tie for a soft, sweet yet prolonged kiss. ‘‘I love you.’’

Send 💝 for a plationic kiss. Spending a day differently than usual, they had decided to go to the fair and waste some money on going on rides and winning stuffed animals. Though they were mostly joking around when ‘fighting’ for the toys, once Z had managed to win the huge tiger that Minho secretly held an eye on ever since he first saw it, the younger of the two jumped around in excitement once the stuffed animal was pushed in his arms and kissed his cheek multiple times while yelling ‘thank you’ a few times.Send 💞 for a awkward kiss. ‘‘I don’t thi-’’ Minho wasn’t given the chance to finish his sentence, Hyunsik immediately jumping in with a whiny voice. ‘‘You two never kiss if we’re around! It’s always just a peck but never a real kiss!’’ Both Minho and Zsadist let out a soft groan, there was no way they’d get away with any excuse as to why they shouldn’t share a kiss so they both just leaned in for what they hoped would be a proper kiss in the eyes of the twins, it being a little awkward as their kisses usually came natural instead without anyone telling them to kiss.Send 💓 for a heated kiss. The day couldn’t have gone by any slower, Minho had forced himself to take a day off work completely since he was getting a little too exhausted and he had quickly decided not to ever take a full day off anymore. And, since Zsadist had made sure there was no way Minho could secretly work anyway by locking up the studyroom with all his items in there, as a revenge Minho had been bothering him all day long by sending sexual texts (”I used to have a dildo as big as the cucumber in the fridge, maybe I should get one of those again since I always get worked up while you’re gone. It’s a shame you can’t come home early”) or even some teasing pictures. Not once did he get an actual response, but he knew they were all seen and he knew it frustrated the other.Around the time that Z would come back home, Minho was back in bed, just barely covered by the sheets knowing that they would disappear quickly anyway. And just like he expected, the other appeared perfectly on time in front of him, the lust clearly to be seen in his eyes before he ripped away the sheets, mentioned something about how rude Minho was for doing what he did (but then in a very frustrating manner) and not even two seconds later their lips were roughly planted together, it being one of the sloppiest but heated kisses while both their hands wandered over each other’s bodies.Send 💟 for a delicate kiss. Minho’s parents had surprised the two with a visit. As his mother was recently informed about their relationship, she felt the need that she and her husband would come over to celebrate the holidays together (and also for Zsadist to meet Minho’s father), so for a few days there weren’t many moments in which the two lovers had some time to spend with just the two of them. Going into the new year with all of them together, wishing each other the best wishes and a happy new year, Minho eventually pulled Z away so they could have a little moment together to enjoy the fireworks. Though he normally was one who enjoyed being held more than to be the one who held someone else, now he just felt the urge to position himself behind the other, his arms wrapped around his waist as he placed a bunch of tender kisses in the back of Z’s neck, whispering how much he loved him and how excited he was to spend the new year together with him.Send 💔 for a interrupted kiss.Something Minho loved when it happened in the moment but hated afterwards was his clothes being torn apart. He already didn’t have too many clothes, and the ones he did have were so comfortable that he was very careful with them, but sometimes things got so heated that neither of them had the patience to wait until all clothes were taken off in the way it’s usually done, so more often than not they went out shopping for a new set of clothes again. For some reason it always ended up in Minho asking whether or not his ass looked good in that jeans, followed by them going back and forth with flirtatious remarks… It had become a habit that would eventually be extinguished by some laughter, up until Minho decided that laughing about it shouldn’t be the end of it every single time, so he pulled Zsadist with him into the changing room wrapping his arms around his neck with a grin. ‘‘Don’t think a laugh is gonna end it now.’’ He didn’t mean to take it to the level of public intercourse, all he wanted was a simple kiss and that was exactly what he was getting then until someone knocked on the door, causing them to break the kiss and look over at it. ‘‘Excuse me, it is not allowed for two people to be in the same changing room. Please open the door and come out again.’’ And so, it all ended with a laughter anyway, a last peck on the lips being placed before Minho shoo-ed Z out again.Send 💘 for a static shock kiss. Having rolled over the carpet playing around with the cats, Minho was completely static although he hadn’t noticed it himself yet. Getting up again when he heard the front door being opened, he walked over to his boyfriend to greet him with a smile and a kiss, only to give him a shock which left them both stare at each other for a split second in confusion. It was then that Minho realized where the shock came from, grinning while the other started to look more offended than anything else. ‘‘Woopsie daisy.’’Send 💗 for a repetitive lip peck kiss.Zsadist had recently discovered that it was just roses that Minho was allergic for instead of every single flower, so when Minho came home from a meeting one day he was surprised to see the house filled with different types of flowers, making the place more colorful which he absolutely loved. Slowly making his way to the kitchen, hearing the stove was on so he figured that’s where Zsadist would be, he sped up when he actually saw him there and jumped onto his back, forcing the other to turn his head a little so he could kiss his cheek repetitively.Send 🖤 for a forced/harsh/firm kiss. Money argument #3000 had started, Minho again was fired up by the reckless behavior Zsadist had when it was about money and despite that Minho still needed to get used to the fact that there was no way the other would run out of money, he couldn’t help but still hate the the numbers that were on some bills. ‘‘Who the fuck pays so much money for a carpet?!’’ The never ending arguing about their different views on money had become enough for Z by now, so instead of continuing the argument, Minho was surprised by a rough kiss. ‘‘Shut the hell up, mango.’’Send 💚 for an eskimo kiss.It was cold, it was snowing and the tip of Minho’s nose was cold and red. He still wasn’t sure why Zsadist insisted on them going out for a walk while knowing how much Minho disliked the snow, but one way or another he managed to get the younger to come along anyway and as his actual body was warm, his nose felt like it could freeze and break off any minute. ‘‘Babe, I really can’t hold it out here any longer. My nose is gonna freeze!’’ As overdramatic as he sometimes was, he held his nose covered by his hand to hopefully keep it somewhat warm, but even after a few minutes it still had no effect. ‘‘Don’t be so dramatic and come here.’’ Being pulled in closer, his hand was pushed away and while he expected to receive a normal kiss, his brows were raised in surprise when he felt the other rub his nose against his own, his entire face scrunching up at the cute action.Send 💙 for a spiderman kiss.Seated on the chair with a book in his hands, it was a first for Minho not to join Zsadist on a trip to the grocery store. The book he was reading was a little too interesting and he ‘needed’ to read it all in one go. He was so much into it that he even refused to stand up and give a kiss, so instead he leaned his head back against the chair and motioned the other to come down for the kiss, chuckling lightly at it being an upside down one.Send 💜 for a quick kiss.‘‘Fuck, fuck, fuck. I gotta hurry, I thought the meeting was at ten but apparently it starts in ten minutes. I’ll be back uh.. at some point, I don’t know.’’ Rushing to get his coat on, he hurried over to his boyfriend and was extremely fast giving him a kiss that was more on his chin than on his lips.Send 💛 for an air kiss.For some reason Minho felt it was a good idea to pull his boyfriend along to one of his business meetings. He was once asked how those meetings go and for some reaosn Minho couldn’t find the right words to describe it, so he had offered to take him along sometime and have him experience it for himself. They were opposite of each other at the table, and as someone was explaining a thing or two about what they were looking for in certain songs, Minho couldn’t help but look over at the other side of the table every now and then only to meet some his Zsadist’s flirtatious faces. Rolling his eyes with a quiet chuckle, Minho then narrowed his eyes a little, giving him an airkiss.

Send 💕for good night/morning kiss.‘‘Can you just.. not go to work for like an entire year or something?’’ As usual, Minho had a problem letting go of the other, refusing to let him to go to work peacefully. He hated having to watch him go to work every morning, especially if he didn’t have anything to do in the morning himself which allowed him to stay in bed longer. There was no fun in staying in bed longer only to be left alone there by your lover. With a sigh, Minho leaned in for a kiss anyway when he was offered one, pouting a little afterwards. Send ❣️ for a kiss to a specific spot. location: spine>Even though Minho wasn’t told, he had noticed something was stressing Zsadist out but for the sake of not wanting to be pushy or annoying he refused to ask what it was about and if he there even was anything at all. He would find out one way or another, but for now he simply wanted to make sure the other would come home and feel at least somewhat relaxed. So, by the time he got home he was immediately pulled to the bedroom and pushed onto the bed, back facing upwards, to be given a simple but hopefully relaxing massage by the writer. After a little while Minho felt his back muscles relax somewhat, he smiled at the small accomplishment and figured that it’d be good enough like this. That… up until he got the idea to tease him a little purely for his own giggles, and so he leaned down to place his lips on the bottom of the elder’s spine, placing multiple kisses to make his way up towards his neck being extremely slow in any way possible.Send 💑 for a first kiss. Their first kiss was… not quite what anyone else’s first kiss is like. Some events had happened days prior which caused Minho’s mood to not be too good, he was cranky, not in for jokes and ready to snap at anyone who’d bother him - which was exactly what he did. Both Zsadist and Ash were given short lectures, and surprisingly enough Zsadist was more understanding about it than Ash - after being told what actually had happened beforehand (something with a breakup, as Minho would describe). Ash had stormed out and ordered them to leave, but instead Zsadist lifted Minho up and brought him to the bedroom for them to cuddle. It was then that Minho decided he may have been a little too rude with his lectures, and though internally he told himself not to do it, he ended up leaning in for a kiss anyway, partly because he generally loved kissing and partly because he just wanted this specific kiss-up to happen anyway. ‘‘There, now we had our kiss-up.’’Send 😍 for a surprise kiss.Multiple times Zsadist had offered to bring Minho along to his work, and although they once did actually meet there (even if it was for completely different purposes than learning about the job or anything like that) Minho was curious to find out what he actually did while on the duty, so he had figured out a way to get in contact with someone else who would help him come over and walk around there while the elder wouldn’t notice anything. For the first half of the day Minho was able to observe peacefully, but by the time they had their lunchbreak he couldn’t wait any longer to surprise him and motioned to the guy who helped him all morning long to blindfold Z. He knew ahead that Z would be suspicious at first but would work along anyway, so by the time the blindfold was on Minho received the hint that he could do what he wanted to do and so he quickly ran over, pulled the other’s head down and places a kiss on his lips. Send 💋 for a random kiss. a warehouse kiss>So, their bed broke down. Maybe it was because it was just unstable in the first place, but it also could be because sometimes they’d get a little too rough and would just ignore the state their bed was in. Whatever the reason behind it was: They needed a new bed and so they were stranded in Ikea. They had picked out a new bed again, or it was more one that should be able to hold on for a while again, and as they were trying to find the huge package in the warehouse of the store, Minho found a little corner that he sneaked into to wait for Z to pass by. Once he did, Minho grabbed onto his arm and pulled him into the corner as well, grinning somewhat as he kissed him. ‘‘What’s this good for, huh?’’ - ‘‘I don’t know, I just felt the sudden urge for a sneaky kiss.’’

#brotherzsadist #» m; reply #» tesoro mio ♥ #» take me away & make it all better ; if not for a day then maybe forever #HALLEMOTHERFUCKINGLUJAH

[tewwor-a]

AMANT TAYLOR  BOUDREAUX .

woopsie daisy another private muse ( mutuals only ) just so happened to fall out of my hands — if you like this i will take that as a sign of interest and hurtle myself into your dms.

35 years old, demisexual, tailor & fashion designer, eccentric and loud about it.

avid sailor as it ‘so inspires heaps of creativity that cannot be found when locked on land’ — aka he swears that being rocked by the ocean helps him have several eureka moments for outrageously hot new designs. also known as the sailing tailor or taylor the sailor among his ring of colleagues. 

from a fairly modest family that is very much alive and thriving to this day. he tries to keep in contact with his parents at least, but time... slips away from him frequently.

has always been fascinated by fashion, but it wasn’t until he badgered his neighbor ( a seasoned tailor ) did his passion for everything clothing related grow. 

don’t ask how he meshed the varying skills of fashion and science of his particular craft, because he will talk your ear off for eons to come. although, if you are actually interested in that then he’ll be delighted and constantly nag you about new ideas to bounce off of at any hour of the day. 

of great renown for not only very stylish fashion but also how resilient each piece is in terms of being bullet and stab proof / heat resistant. while his prices are considerably high, they’re well worth the cost. it’s just the whole.. getting in contact with him that can be the most infuriating part — which is best done through insung. 

#⁺˚*･༓☾ amant taylor boudreaux ➟ convo ☽༓･*˚ #⁺˚*･༓☾ amant taylor boudreaux ➟ musings ☽༓･*˚ #⁺˚*･༓☾ amant taylor boudreaux ➟ headcanon ☽༓･*˚ #// ringing the dinner bell again come get yalls Feast

[d-om]

The Kings review has arrived...

BACKGROUND KNOWLEDGE: Kissed by the Baddest Bidder is about how the MC works at a luxury hotel that is number #1 in Japan. There, her co workers gossip about how hot the executives are, and what guest did what, etc. One day, you see suspicious looking man and go around to follow him, and as you hide you break a valuable item that was going to be used for a “auction.” Confused, they tell you you’re gonna have to repay for it. You didn’t know that YOU were going to be SOLD. A guy who looks super sleazy is bidding high on you until someone yells, “20 MILLION!” Who could it be?

REVIEW STARTS

He's hot. Let's start off with that. When KBTBB first came out, I was instantaneously drawn to how mesmerizing Eisuke was and ofc Soryu. I already knew when KBTBB came out that it was going to be highly rated by other women who play otome games. Honestly, I loved Eisuke's route, I really did. He's like Christian Grey from 50 Shades of Grey except he's not really into toys and such. His route was SUUUPPPPEEER fun to read but also kinda annoying...

SPOILERS START

Okay, so he just WOOPSIE DAISIES you on his shoulders after being really impatient with you. Like let her have some time. SHE LITERALLY JUST GOT B O U G H T. But, it's a nice beginning to show what you're getting yourself into. I think every women wants a man who is serious or has a passion for something, and obviously Eisuke has a passion for money and business, but I didn't know he was so clever. Like, when you get captured by Catherine or whatever her name was, he finds a way to still make a deal with the company she's from. Also, I just wanna discuss how amazing his cgs are. LIKE HOT DAMN BOY. Like I get Voltage is trying to make them attractive, but I didn't think they would just hit you with all this amazingly hot cgs. AANYYWAYY. I think Eisuke is also the most daring of all the characters. Like yea, Ota and Baba are super naughty and romantic, but Eisuke just has this over all sexiness. BUT. I CANT TELL YOU. HOW MAD I GOT. WHEN HE KEPT CALLING YOU UP TO THE PENTHOUSE. "Be here in 1 minute." Like, I'm down in the basement, how???? But thankfully, Eisuke extended the time when you grew more on him. Eisuke didn't really change either. Hes still snarky but sexy, but he also has a greater appreciation for the things around him. Like the MC for example, he doesn't see her as a toy anymore after all that's happened, he sees her as his one and only love. But, the MC was super useless. She needed someone to save her, she willingly got bossed around, LIKE HE MORE CONFIDENT LIKE EISUKE.

SPOILERS END

Tbh, it was nice seeing Voltage make such a sexy character that isn't a total douche bag like some other characters. Well, he's sometimes a jerk, but he always some how makes up for it with some kind of flashy thing. I didn't like how he used his money to make the MC happy though. That kinda ticked me off..

FINAL THOUGHTS

Definitely  buy his route. It's a lot more intresting than it looks. There's a lot of drama and scenerios thrown at you, but it's kinda fun living through these dangerous business problems with the man you love. I liked his route a lot, sometimes it made me mad, but it was really cute. What do you guys think?

#eisuke ichinomiya #eisuke #kbtbb eisuke #kissed by the baddest bidder #kbtbb review #eisuke review #eisuke ichinomiya review #kissed by the baddest bidder review #voltage inc #voltage otome #voltage games #voltage inc review

[nemossubmarine]

Knights of the Night Sky #20

This episode was a bit shorter one, bridging the gap between Underdark and our group’s final destination, the Divine Realm. Let’s see how they fared as planewalkers, shall we?

Before there’s any planewalking to be had, there’s few more things our heroes want to do at the HQ before they go.

Kasbir writes some letters, in case he doesn’t make it. One addressed to his ship’s captain and the other to Mairin, asking her to deliver his body to the captain to be buried at sea.

Jeff and Dophina also write home, but much more pleasant letters.

Jeff also has another chat with Adam. He asks whether he’d like to go to Lloth and give away his sun parts as well, as he is no more of a fan of the sun god than Jeff is.

Adam declines, saying he wants to hold onto all the pieces of him that still remain after all these years.

Jeff is also a bit worried that Adam seems to be keeping mostly to himself so he introduces him to the bugbear family that was relocated by our heroes near the HQ.

Then it’s off we go! Reane picks our heroes up and as only Jeff has any idea on how the planar system even works, Reane explains a bit.

The idea is to travel through not only the planes of this universe, but the multiple almost infinite parallel universes and their planar systems as well.

This basically means, that Reane will drop our heroes off in a plane, they’ll have to move a bit, and then go to the next portal.

Luckily Jeff asks, if there’s a chance they’ll be separated, bc Reane would not have explained it, but yeah, that happens most likely.

But Reane takes some hair from all of our heroes to make sure they can keep track of them, and then it’s off we go!

Dophina and Jeff appear in a very simple plane, where everything just happens opposite, so they walk backward and find their portal and move on.

Kendrick and Kasbir find themselves atop a world made out of trees entirely. There’s not much chances for them to move forward, so they move downward.

They locate the portal alongside the trunk farther down, but unluckily miscalculate their jump and fall off the trees, landing in some moss far far below.

They find some moss people, which offer them tea, but communicating with them proves troublesome.

Luckily Reane comes to pick them up.

Reane and Lutharin appear in a giant beehive. They get swarmed by bees. Before the bees get to do anything, Lutharin casts sunbeam, and subsequently turns into a potted plant. Reane manages to get both of them through the portal though.

Jeff appears in a completely empty place made out of rock. The only noticeable thing really is the fact that the athmosphere is heavy and the gravity is so great he can’t move. Luckily he knows a spell which allows him to fuse himself into the rock, and thus the whole planet, and transform it as he pleases. He uses this skill to move himself, and also shape the planet into a dick, cos why not, I guess.

Dophina and a potted plant appear in a world completely underwater. Dophina tries to get forward, but gets caught up in a current and thrown into the surface. The air of this plane turns out to be not for breathing, so she goes back under and tries to reach the portal she sees.

Meanwhile the potted plant turns back into Lutharin, who also gets swept up by the currents.

He and Dophina rejoin, though they appear to have lost the portal.

They find a cave underwater where someone had built a portal of some sort. Dophina activates it and they step on through.

Jeff appears in a world which is made completely out of shadows, ready to attack him. He throws a fireball, and runs into its circle of light, before the shadows manage to grab him.

Jeff, Dophina and Kasbir appear in a world where there’s no land at all, they are simply floating in air.

Dophina manages to do some air-swimming much better than she ever did water-swimming, and Jeff uses flying spell to get him and Kasbir moving.

Kendrick and Lutharin appear into a ruins of a city in some strange world. When they move out of the ruins they notice dozens of hooded figures erasing the ruins.

When the figures notice them, they tell them to move on, since it is not yet their time to deleted.

So Kendrick and Lutharin move on, concluding that these are the same sweepers that had been killing people in their universe, just doing their job.

Kendrick, Jeff and Kasbir appear in the middle of a battlefield, a desperate struggle between a city of people and a horde of undead. Also someone’s magical woopsie-daisies (not naming names, but it was Kendrick) gives everyone in the armies a cold margarita.

Jeff drinks his drink and also takes the paper umbrella from it with him, and they move on.

Lutharin and Dophina appear in a grand library of some sorts. It appears to be overseen by Fate, despite the fact that they left him at the HQ as well.

He complains about people not knocking, and then points the portal out to them.

Kendrick and Dophina appear in Hell. Literally. Dophina discovers a hidden talent, namely that she can now speak Abyssal.

They meet with this lovely giant devil named Barbatos, who, very graciously lets them pass, but says that they’ll meet again.

Lutharin and Kasbir appear in someone’s (presumably magical) purse. Kasbir takes some time to get some loot, before they move on.

Jeff appears in some kind of a desert world. He wanders around a bit, but there’s no portal in sight.

He does notice a figure of a person disappearing behind a dune, and uses his arcane eye to follow that person.

The person disappears but there’s foot steps than Jeff follows with the eye.

Meanwhile our other friends appear and find Jeff, who tells them about what he’s doing.

The footsteps end at an old tree where a portal has opened.

Lutharin takes Jeff and rushes there, in case the portal closes up.

The others follow, slightly behind.

The portal they come to doesn’t appear to be similar to the portals Reane has been leaving.

Jeff notices that there’s a symbol of Fharlanghn on the tree, so he tells Lutharin the portal is ok and hops through.

Lutharin waits for the others to catch up, before they follow Jeff.

Jeff appears at a very empty looking plane, where he finds Reane, who is very surprised to see him.

Apparently things went a bit tits up on Reane’s end and they thought that they lost our heroes forever.

Jeff looks around the place for any sign of the person who did the footsteps, though Reane claims they didn’t see anyone.

He notices a mysterious hooded figures holding a traveller’s stick in the distance.

As he approaches the figure turns to smile at him, and disappears.

The four others join this plane. Reane says that they consider their part of the deal done, and they’ll probably fuck off to another universe completely now.

They tell our heroes to rest, and then they’ll push them through to their destination. The Divine Realm.

Two more sessions to go! :O

#nemo roleplays #long post #arc: god #knights of the night sky #this was more experimental than anything #which may have not been the best thing to put into the final arc #but ah well ;D #it was interesting enough #now next time it's the penultimate episode and i am so stressed #i am in general stressed about the whole divine realm thing #mostly yadira and the talk with ishran #but also everything #i suppose that's normal #im gonna wind down by writing a bit of my da rp that's v calming #mostly cos i agreed with a friend that she'll run part of it #i dont have to do anything hahaa #it also has experiments on randomly building stuff out of short encounters #but they are far more detailed than here #i guess that's my thing now?

[titanheadcanons]

What type of drunk are jean, Levi, Hanji, and armin. And how did this happen what do they do now how do they get over it etc....

Jean:

He’s the clumsy drunk. Could trip over his own feet at least 5 times in a row.

“Jean you just like flipped the entire table.”

“That wasn’t me was it? WOOPSIE DAISY”

Clingy. Like… in an innocent way though. He’s just all the more affectionate, leaning his head onto others people’s shoulders, hugging whoever he considers his friends, playfully patting someone’s back and/or shoulder.

Laughs about everything and anything, even if it’s not supposed to be joke or funny at all.

He’s the one to drink due to peer pressure. The cool kids take a swig, so he does as well.

The worst hangovers. He’s so grumpy and flinches at every minor sound that to him is just too much to bear.

Levi:

The angry drunk.

Or more specifically, 300% more likely to grow annoyed and pissed than usual, which technically can be considered losing his temper in like 5 seconds.

When he’s drunk, his thinking is like super slow. It’s like his brain stopped working.

Try asking him tricky questions or punny jokes and he’s just like “what the fuck???”

Generally draws back more, like sitting somewhere with less people around or more preferably not gathering with a huge mass of people in the first place.

He hates getting wasted though, he gets drunk pretty quickly and avoids alcohol. Again, especially at parties or whatever. If he ever grabbed the bottle, it’d be probably in private.

Hanji:

Hanji’s like the party clown, doing anything to keep the party going.

“HEY GUYS, I HAVE A COOL TRICK TO SHOW YOU!” 2 seconds later: “DIDN’T WORK. FORGOT HOW TO DO IT. STILL COOL THO! RIGHT?!”

A giggling mess.

Hanji drinks pretty often. It wouldn’t surprise me if she owned a flask for the right occassions, you never know.

She handles alcohol pretty well though.

There has been times in which she clearly overdid it. She stays in bed for way too long and since she has to get something done eventually, she just rolls with it.

If you can drink, you gotta be able to work with a hangover, or else don’t drink.

Armin:

The sleepy and emotional drunk.

He starts talking about all philosophies, keeps crying about how thankful he is for this and that.

Then yawns throughout the rest of the evening.

Probably actually falls asleep for like a few minutes while still around the others.

His alcohol tolerance is pretty average. He can handle a lot more than he’s aware of, but that’s perfectly fine, because it helps him hold back a little.

Never overdoes it. He drinks water in between as much as possible and goes for a nice shower before going off to sleep too, that really helps.

#headcanons #jean #hange #levi #armin #alcohol cw #whatdosethisbuttondo

[talltireduser]

Can I vent for a second?

Cool I'm gonna do that now so if you don't like excessive cursing and passive agressive sarcasm then keep scrolling.

Okay so I'm sick of being people's fucking doormat, okay? I've been cheated on and cheated with twice and all I did was go "uwu I'm sorry uwu" or "it's fine uwu" it's not it's not fine and just no none of that.

There's this person, we're gonna call the Dog. Dog is a shitty person that I used to date who cheated on me for some ginger headed bimbo. You know what I said then "oh it's okay, it's fine, stay safe" when I really wanted to curse them out and grind em into a bloody fucking pulp. Now a few months, essentially a year, later the ginger bimbo- who I'll call Rat- tried to come on to me while they were still with Dog. At the time I was really struggling and just let it fucking happen. Rat crawled into my seat in the charter bus and started trying to touch me, I just didn't do anything about it. If I'm being honest maybe I didn't do anything to get back at Dog but that's not important.

Days after that incident Rat kept texting my phone, calling me all these sexual titles and I just played along, hoping it would just fade away and be a fever dream.

Now here's something you need to know to fully understand the situation that happens after this. Dog and Rat are very touchy people and are always hugging and running around with different people (i.e. wearing their clothes, sharing drinks etc), even though they were a couple. I was never fucking sure whether or not they were dating (at the time) so that's what you need to know.

Now soon after winter break (of this school year) Rat told Dog what happened.

Rat said that I forced myself onto them.

Dog decided to tell their mother about the whole situation.

Dog's mother started saying to Dog how she wanted to "run me over with my truck" and "kick my ass"

Dog agreed.

Now here's a little background, Dog and I were in drama club together so at the end of practice Dog's mother would come and get them. And every single fucking time without fail she eyed me down and acted like if it were not for the laws of this land she would have slain me by now.

And I mean I can't blame her. If my kid was like "yeah so and so a person I used to date helped my current date person cheat on me" I'd be pretty pissed off too. But I wouldn't want to kill the damn child. I would just be upset.

So that went on for some months and then Dog decided to be more friendly to me (which we will soon find out is all a facade). We started talking more over discord but things felt strained. Plus, I didn't want to talk to them anyways.

A few weeks later we were just chatting and Dog decided to let me know how they had truly been feeling about me. Below are a few highlights of the messages.

"toxic and manipulative asshole"

"I noticed you always try and keep your friends in a little box, threatening to out them if they step out of line" (oh I have a lot to say about this one)

"and I'm a nice person just not when it comes to assholes like you"

"and I'm not gonna be your friend until you get your shit together"

"oh and don't try and give me some heartfelt response, it won't work on me"

"just how dense do you think I fucking am?!"

Those were little snippets of a large text message I was sent from Dog. I have a lot to say about all of them.

The first one: what have I done to make you think that? Am I verbally abusing people? Am I bullying someone? You know when I tease my friends about little things that doesn't make me toxic? Or maybe it does and I'm making excuses for myself just like you said I do, huh?

The second one: first of all I don't "threaten to out" any of my friends. If they tell me something and they say "don't tell anyone" cause what I don't fucking do? Tell anyone. And just because I tease em here and there about their crush or something embarrassing that happened to them doesn't mean I'm trying to keep them in a fucking box. If that was the case I would have no friends. And what does that paint me out to be? Some dictator? Some Gen Z Hitler? No, it fucking doesn't. It makes me a middle schooler just like you who teases their friends.

The third one: fuck off! You're so cocky, Dog! You're always like "I'm such a great person!" And "I'm so nice and easy to be friends with!" No the fuck youre not! No you're fucking not you used me as your therapist and told me my issues weren't anything compared to yours so suck my dick. Someone needs to best your ass to get you off your high fucking horse.

The forth one: I don't want you to be my friend. I understand that there are things about me that I need to fix about myself but listen fucking here. I'm not changing myself for you I'm changing me for me. Do you understand that fuckwad?

The fifth one: if you consider being blocked heartfelt than woopsie fucking daisy I did that

The sixth one: everything I've told you and trusted you with was the truth. So you can believe it if you want, or not that's cool too. But as of right now forward, you're irrelevant to me

I needed to get this off my chet