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— MANY TIMES OVER —

shinichiro sano x reader

mostly fluff, some angsty parts in between. i was grieving for draken while writing, so yeah, that's were the inspiration for the sad things come from.

this maintains a discreet connection with my last post, making some subtle mentions of it. so, in case you would like to read it, it's here. i would appreciate it immensely

wc: 6.6k (sorry, i got a bit carried away)

a/n: this is my love letter to shinichiro, i put my heart and soul into this story, so i really hope you all enjoy it and don't get much confused with all the time jumps. i also would like to add that guys, seriously, just love whoever you want and don't ever give up what you desire, okay? don't be like yua's father and just let people be happy (you will understand after reading). life is short, and we stupidly think we have time, but we actually don't. be always joyful and hold onto your dreams with both hands. to anyone who is reading this, good luck! go and confess already or just fulfill that one thing you want the most, i believe in you

reblogs, likes and comments are deeply appreciated. please ignore any spelling mistakes, the constant editing and the awful glitching

yua — "primarily a female name of japanese origin that means love, affection"

eyes slowly opening. 9:11 a.m.

a couple of minutes after waking up, the cloudburst was captured by your senses

you’ve spent the night with shinichiro after he mentioned that today, he was not going to work at the shop and you were mostly free from your duties. so now, you found yourself laying by his side, head on his bare chest while one of his arms was keeping your body close, null distance

sadly, the comforting position didn’t last long. you decided to get up from his clasp to take a look outside, reaching the sliding door from his bedroom that lead to the backyard of the sano’s residence, leaving it open to allow the humid mist of the rain caress your skin, not forgetting to carefully make sure that the bed was far enough from you, so it wouldn’t bother shinichiro. all of this because, when the green of the plants that lie in the garden, moves slightly to the weak blows the water causes when dropping, it relaxes you

appreciating the view, you instantly recognized an old bike drowning on the ground next to some old motorcycle parts, causing a few giggles to escape from your lips

moments after, your boyfriend rolled in bed and felt your absence, making him sluggishly start to wake up too, huffing. he thought you had agreed to stay the ‘’whole day’’ in bed to be lazy together and here you were, up at nine in the morning

when his eyes adjusted better to the dim light the surroundings provided, he saw you standing against the doorframe, looking at the rain outside and laughing softly, in nothing more than black panties and one of his plain white shirts barely covering your thighs. how could he be mad at you for leaving his side when you looked like that? it wasn’t fair

he felt in heaven, he couldn’t describe it any other way. you were his angel, his day and night, his girl

he knew from way back that you loved watching the raindrops fall, and with the passing of years, he came to discover that he loved watching you

-good morning baby, what you doin' over there? what’s so funny?- he stretched out fully awake and placed his arms at the back of his head, getting into a more comfortable position to admire you better

-crap, did i wake you up?- you quickly turned around to look at him, startled by the sudden sound of his voice

-not really. i was missing you in my sleep, so i stopped doing it- he fake pouted and you rolled your eyes, he really beats himself every morning with stuff like this, it never ceases to amaze you

-you are ridiculous- you said and he smiled without saying anything else, waiting for your response

-so?-

-i was just thinking about that one time we ditched a whole day of classes to go for ramen with master kazo, when we were in middle school. the bike outside, it’s the same one, right?-

even if you tried, you couldn’t remember the exact date. you were both young and pretty much dumb, hungry and immensely bored. it just happened

-yeah. you mean our first date?- he asked biting off a smirk

-that wasn’t our first date, shinichiro. it was just one time we hanged out, we were still friends- you crossed your arms in your chest, protesting. he always teases you like this

-what do you mean friends? i already confessed to you like five times and i think i did it again that day- he said, sitting up

-with that one last confession, they were actually eleven-

-you counted them?- his voice sounded so offended that you couldn’t help but laugh in his face

-you didn’t?-

he laughed with you, a blush creeping his neck and cheeks. still the same dork

-that’s so fucking embarrassing- he rubbed his eyes, cringing

you left the door and walked towards him, standing next to his shirtless sitting figure at the corner of the bed, one of your knees on the mattress and both arms around his neck, fidgeting with his morning hair

-it is- you chuckled, gazing at him

-whatever, you were so whipped for me back then that you even kissed me at the end, how about that, hm?- he placed his arms around the back of your bare thighs, stroking them sweetly

-shut up, i just accepted the invitation because you pestered me so much and it really was a boring class. and the kiss was because you got all bruised for me and i felt bad about it- you frowned and looked away, now feigning annoyance

-that’s such an awful lie- he mentioned narrowing his eyes, making you laugh and give up

-yeah, it kinda is- you admitted

he smiled and stared at you for a couple of seconds in comfortable silence, as if he were thinking about something, an idea enlightening his mind

-would you like to try it again?-

-what?- you perfectly knew what he meant, the question simply slipped from your lips. did he really just came up with that?

-it’s raining, kazo surprisingly still makes ramen and i’m still in love with you. how about we take that same date right now? what could possibly go wrong?- yes he did, and you? you were a speechless, blushing mess trying to play it cool

-accidents, shinichiro? that could go wrong, and i don’t want us to die because of your damn motorcycle- who were you trying to fool? you actually loved the idea. but you were worried, you weren’t irresponsible kids anymore

-that won’t happen cause we are going to use the good old bike and take the alleyways, not the busy streets. just like that one time-

-but does it still work? seems pretty worn out, w-what if we crash again, shin?- you asked. excitement slowly starting to creep in the deepest parts of your being

-well, the story will repeat itself. quite tempting don’t you think, love? the bike is fine i promise, i’ll just wash it up- he proposed you, with that fatal closed eyed childish grin

yeah, of course you ended up agreeing

heavy drops tapped against the window that was next to your seat, humming a soft tune that kept you distracted, you were feeling sleepy

physics class. second period. 8:39 a.m. newton's laws of motion

your professor was explaining the theories and you took some notes, or whatsoever. it was raining, and the vibes in schools change entirely when the skies fall above carefree teenagers. no one gives a shit about subjects or activities for the rest of the day, and you were no exception

not even noticing when the teacher left the classroom. you put all your things away, waiting for the next class to start while you kept yourself in your chair, watching the clouds. enjoying the quietness and the water tumbling at your side. this climate always engulfs you in a particular peace that is rather difficult to explain, so each time, you decide to just dissolve within it. and you totally love it. that’s why, when some of your friends gathered around you and mentioned something about going out, you simply decided to keep yourself on the same spot, alone

‘’inertia. the first law states that if a body is at rest or moving at a constant speed in a straight line, it will remain at rest or keep moving in a straight line at constant speed unless it is acted upon by a force’’

in fact, you were the resting object, and shinchiro sano was the force that acted on you

-yo! y/n!- just like that, all the tranquility disappeared in mere seconds. as a loud thunderstruck in the dead of night, he entered your classroom, tripping, coming close to you with his unkempt uniform and that stupid greasy hairstyle

-so, how you been?- he stood next to your sitting self, hands on his pockets, serenely, as if he didn’t almost knock down an entire desk with his disastrous entry

-stop with that, shinichiro, we greeted at the gateway. what do you want?-

-would you like to go out with me? like, right now?- huh?

-no-

-cool, we are taking my bike. i know a perfect place we could-

-i literally said no, sano-

-i know, i heard you. but i’m not giving up that easy- you raised a brow and glared at him, unfazed

-our next class starts in like 10 minutes, what do you mean now?- he gulped and continued

-look, it’s raining. teachers are basically hidden, it’s going to be a free day for all of us. so you shouldn’t be here all by yourself, you need to go out and enjoy it you know?-

-i have my own ways to enjoy the rain, thank you-

-by just staring at it? come on, i can see you like that a lot but, please? i bet you are so bored that you don’t even have a nice excuse to give. and you’ve already said no so many times to me so please, please, let me take you out today- he was begging at this point, you almost made fun of him

-this is not the first time we hang around, shin. you invite me to your house very often, you are overreacting. by the way, what makes you think i’m bored?-

-yeah, but this is going to be a different occasion, i can feel it. and to answer your question, everyone is bored after physics class- hold on a second

-did you check my schedule?-

-of course i did! i memorized it, now come on- he grabbed your hand and made you stand up abruptly, taking with him your bag and placing it on one of his shoulders while he held his own with the other

-w-wait! are we are not coming back to take the other classes?!- he was basically dragging you. walking real fast through the school hallways, carefully avoiding to stumble with any teacher that could recognize you

-i don’t think so, y/n. this day is going to be for us only, okay?- he looked back at you, grinning, and your heart tingled

he made it look as the easiest thing ever and you gave in, squeezing his hand back. a little fun couldn’t hurt, right? well…

you had to act quickly to catch the only chance to actually escape classes without getting terribly penalized. the guard on the entrance gate took a 7 minute break to go for a coffee at the school’s office every day at the same hour, so the plan needed to be executed in that certain amount of time

step 1. wait for the entrance to be alone, step 2. be sure to not forget your bags and hold them firmly, step 3. jump the gate, step 4. take the bike out of the secured deposit at the front of the building in the shortest amount of time possible, step 5. run for your lives

the rest is history

a triumphant scream resonated against empty, watery streets, far enough from your shared middle school. shinichiro was speeding with his bike while you were taking a seat behind him, holding tightly to his waist with a huge smile on your face. you made it out neatly, on a path worthy of an olympic medal, and the adrenaline was just washing over your bodies, leaving you with pure bliss. both damped from the rain pouring over yourselves, not minding it at all

in that moment, it was only you and him in the world

-i can’t believe we made it, you good there, pretty?- your cheeks heated with the nickname, the rush surely boosted his confidence

-y-yeah, i think so- you laughed, a bit shy. hugging him closer and placing you head in his wet back. the gesture made his heart beat so roughly against his ribcage that he silently prayed to all the gods and deities he could think about for you to not notice

-but if you get me in trouble, i’ll stab you- you continued

-i would die happily knowing that it was on your hands-

-you are so stupid, shinichiro- he giggled

after a couple of more jokes and some time going around the city, watching together how the houses disappeared in an endless fog, you both started to get hungry, and he decided to visit the most reliable and special place to eat in town

yua ramen house

the owner is a man named kazori okamoto, mostly known as ‘’master kazo’’ for his amazing cooking skills and because he simply enjoys the nickname. he is a funny man and a very important person for the sano family, even to this day. he met grandpa sano in their early teenage years and the friendship still remains alive. he used to dream with being an elite chef, but certain circumstances he had to go through leaded him to abandon his desires. despite all, he claims that he is happy with what he has right now. ‘’life goes on, regardless’’ is one of his known personal quotes and little manjiro´s favorite, for some strange reason

so the fact that shinichiro decided to introduce you to him that day, definitely meant something else

-master! ‘you there?- shinichiro stepped in as if the establishment was his living room and you followed closely behind, taking a glance at everything. it was a tiny place, but very welcoming and warm

quite the opposite to how you felt, drenching in your school uniform

-sano boy! what the hell are you doing out with weather like this and- he looked directly at you. and you smiled, bowing to greet the old man

-nice to meet you sir, you both seem to be really close- you added, sheepishly -my name is y/n-

-of course you are!- he said getting closer to you and mockingly punching shinichiro in the arm, the poor thing almost flies from the ground. he had a nice smile, you noted -it’s my pleasure, sweetheart. i’ve been dying to finally meet you- oh, now that was new

-really?-

-i swear this brat never shuts up when it comes to you, even if i’ve never seen your face before, i could know it was you from all the things he has said to me- shinichiro coughed loudly, completely exposed

-y-yeah well, that’s because she will be my wife someday, sir. i’m trying my best- what the hell was he even saying

-you better, lover boy- kazo mentioned, with the biggest and cheekiest grin you've ever seen

you opened your mouth to answer to the revelation, embarrassed to the most, but master beat you to it

-so, what would you like? what can i do for you?- intentionally changing the subject to avoid any kind of denial from you

both creeps: 1 – you: 0

-u-um, what do you recommend?- you asked still a little shooked and flustered, looking at the menu

-i can surprise you if you let me, just give me the approbation that you don’t dislike any ingredient that you see and i will prepare a random dish for you, deal?-

-okay, deal. thank you so much, sir-

-no problem- he said, starting to roam around the kitchen in front of you, hardly trying to ignore the pool of water you were both making in his recently moped, squeaky clean, floor. one of his eyes twitching

-i would like some- shinichiro started

-yeah, yeah. i know what you always eat kid, so for now, how about you go to the back and look for a fucking mop to wipe the mess you made, you already know where it is. i can bet both of my legs that this was your idea-

-she is into this too!-

-then get her a towel you rat! here, the keys to the shed- kazo threw them his way and you sticked your tongue out to shinichiro while he disappeared to the back of the restaurant

-oh! how rude, i didn’t introduce myself. i’m kazori okamoto, but you can call me master kazo- you nodded and accepted the hand he was offering, containing your laughter, he was just like grandpa sano. all kindness to you and disinheriting shinichiro at the second

-then thank you, master. nice to meet you again and sorry for the disaster we brought- he accepted the apology and smiled back at you, turning to resume what he was previously doing, while you were sitting in one of the bar stools. the shop was empty, obviously, who in their right mind would go out to eat with a storm like this? exactly, only shinichiro sano would

you decided to take another look around, eyes wandering over the place now more carefully, while the old man was working on the food. a picture on one of the walls catched your attention, it was the portrait of a gorgeous woman, she was standing against a bridge that seemed to be somewhere in tokyo, in a red summer dress and an immense loving smile adorning her face, directed to the person behind the camera. it seemed old, a captured memory from a distant past

-master, can i ask you something?- you called him, curiosity winning over you

-yes?-

-who is the pretty lady of the picture?- you thought he didn’t hear you at first because there was a moment of silence, but turns out that he just hesitated

-my eternal muse- his voice faltered, revealing an intimate part of his soul so effortlessly to you. the tremendous sorrow in his expression was evident, but in those words, it also remained the tender affection of a heart whose love will never decline, a perpetual vow

and because of that, you didn’t feel like making any more questions

shinichiro came back, claimed he couldn’t find any towels, kazo called him useless, he moped horribly the floor, and then finally, you proceeded to eat. master prepared the most delicious and exotic shoyu ramen you ever had and some tonkotsu ramen for shinichiro, with an ice cold cola to the side, his favorite, it could never miss

kazo spoke with the heart open in his words, reminiscing hilarious experiences of his youngster era to entertain you while you finished. you were fixated in the way he seemed to relive those moments for an instant, but shinichiro was looking at you, inevitably. your laughing figure, those pretty lips and those pretty eyes shining in delight. if only you could imagine how much he liked you

the hours slid through your fingers like silk, between the anecdotes of an old man and the secret glances of an enamored teenage boy. proving that what they say it’s true, when you have nice company, time surely flies. but school hours ended, and you had little to no time to go back to your house before your parents suspected anything

-thank you so much for the food master, i really had a lovely time- you started

-no, no. thank you both for keeping me company, the place was alone until you showed up. you could have it all for yourselves, how lucky-

-it’s because today is a special day- shinichiro added smiling, referring to what he said to convince you earlier. putting his hands in his pockets, shrugging, while you blushed

-how come?- the old man asked

-it’s a secret- shinichiro grinned

-oh, i see- kazo winked an eye to him and you couldn’t be more puzzled, deciding to remain quiet

both creeps: 2 – you: 0

-we’ll be leaving now kazo. thank you very much, again- shinichiro payed, not taking any objections from you, and you agreed with his words once again, nodding and smiling at him

-you are welcome anytime, be sure to visit often, okay? bring your siblings and that old fucker of your grandpa that hasn’t stopped in a while too, alright? take care and be good, always-

shinichiro hugged him and you felt the urge to do it after, he just smiled weakly

you gathered your stuff and stepped out, while shinichiro stood inside for a second, master kazo calling him to say one last thing

you never knew what he meant with the words ‘’don’t forget our promise, son’’ but shinichiro surely did

a couple of weeks before that day, kazo sat down with shinichiro outside his store after the boy came back bruised from a fight. the sun was setting and he didn’t want to arrive home yet, so he found shelter with his most confident partner

master was smoking at the front, looking somewhat down, sad, he wasn’t his usual self at the moment and shinichiro noticed it

-are you okay, sir?- he approached him, almost timidly. like an infant, innocent and fearful

-i should be the one asking you that, punk. how’s the eye?- it actually hurt, a lot. he got beat up a couple of hours ago and it was finally getting to him, but he didn’t mind it at the moment, though. he decided to ignore his pain to focus on his friend. shinichiro has always been like this, always selfless about himself and always the most caring about the others, a gentle spirit by nature, destined to be a leader, to be great

-still works i guess, i’ve had much worse- the boy just shrugged, insisting -what about you? is everything alright? you weren’t in the kitchen when i arrived, that rarely happens-

-you are pretty fucking nosy, eh?- shinichiro barely smiled with the remark, he was getting seriously worried

after a couple of minutes in complete silence, master okamoto gathered himself and started to talk

-what are you studying? middle school?- shinichiro nodded. with that question, he opened the topic

-well, i was a bit older than you. it was my last year of high school and i was about to get into college. see, i used to have this teacher i appreciated deeply, he knew how much i cherished the field of gastronomy, and he was an amazing person, so he handed me some school forms abroad that could open my horizons and would be helpful to achieve the career that i wanted, you know? he helped me a lot. i also had the support of the love of my life, her name was yua muraka- the eyes of the man brightened with the single mention of his past lover. saying her name almost in a whisper, staring at nothingness. hoping that by mentioning her, she would appear in front of him with her arms open. thing that he has been waiting for decades, foolishly

-she used to be my girlfriend at that time, my whole universe, and she was happy with the idea of me leaving to accomplish my dream. but i’ve never been a selfish guy, and i wanted her to come with me, to accomplish all of that with me. so, i opened this small shop to raise some money to be able to take her in my journey, and make it one for both- shinichiro remained silent, carefully listening. the funny man he knew and cherished, was now crouched, small and tarnished

-the thing is that, her father hated me, son. he saw me as a punk, a good for nothing. i used to get into fights with your grandpa too, and i wanted to be a chef while he was a doctor. but i couldn’t care less about that crap, she was part of my dream and i was willing to give everything for her-

-the dates were getting closer, school was ending, i bought the tickets, and every day i had more money for finally moving away together and provide her with the life she deserved. but when her father noticed all of this, he started to restrict my visits to her home, and he didn’t let yua out- with every word, kazo started to get more emotional. shinichiro could see the rage in his eyes and the impotence behind his memories

-of course we had our escapades, and let me tell you, those were the best moments of my life. but the little bubble we were living in exploded when he suddenly sent her away. one day he just dragged his daughter to a train far from here, menacing her with the most horrid things that i don’t even want to mention- master took a long drag of his cigarette and continued

-i never found out about his plan or the things he said to her because it was so sudden, in an instant she was just gone. i couldn’t do anything to stop him, i never knew anything about the constant abuse either cause yua kept it all to herself- in minutes, the air turned heavy around them, dark, suffocating. as if the atmosphere absorbed the feelings that kazo’s words professed

-shinichiro, the train collapsed in an accident two hours after leaving the station, a day like this, more than 30 years ago. taking many lives, and ripping my love, my darling, away from me, forever- tears started to tumble from his wrinkled eyes, one by one, violently. the noises of the city turned into a heap of murmurs that made shinichiro’s mind enter a void of dizziness. it was awful, his juvenile heart fell to his feet and got burnt with the remainings of the cigarette that mr. okamoto’s trembling hands dropped, mindlessly

-i couldn’t even say goodbye to her, couldn’t even kiss her one last time- he added, stuttering, dragging his own words and choking with grief. shinichiro felt the urge of crying deep in his gut, but he swallowed it, not wanting to make his friend regret confessing him something so profound and distressing, so near to his core. he needed to remain strong for him

-a couple of months later, i encountered her mother on a random street, and realized that the woman was constantly being blackmailed by yua’s father, and that’s why she never defended her daughter. in that moment, she kneeled before me and asked for my forgiveness, confessing everything to me, all the things that i am telling you right now and how she really did wanted yua to live her life by my side, but that she was too afraid of what her husband was capable of doing- the old man started to gain his posture again, wiping his face. as he is used to doing, since that fateful date

-i never went to college after that and i closed the shop, sticking to the local jobs that miserable men stick to- it all made sense now

-years later i realized that yua probably wouldn’t like the way i was living, so i reopened the shop in her name and here i am, as you can see. ironical how they gave her such a beautiful appellation to edge her life to that extreme, with no love and no affection, huh?- a poisonous laugh escaped his mouth while he took out another cigarette of the tiny box and lightened in silence, shinichiro just remained staring, noting how the man next to him still wanted to cry, and how hardly he was retaining it

-i’m telling you this because you remind me of my younger self. i can sense the love you have for the girl you always tell me about with this tore eyes, that must have glossed the same way when i spoke about yua to someone else. i also suppose that you are concerned because you’re part of a gang and she is just a sweet girl, how you worry for her- the words echoed in every moment of doubt shinichiro recalled having about you, regret clouding his mind. kazo could read him so easily that he even felt embarrassed and disappointed with his own self. something snapped, he took a decision

-but please, shinichiro, don’t ever let her go okay? it doesn’t matter who you are or what you do and vice versa, none of that is relevant if you truly love her, so don’t ever let anything take her away from you. can you promise that to me, punk?- kazo was now clutching to shinichiro’s bloody shirt without even realizing, voice finally cracking with the last sentence, sobbing loudly, all over again. any trace of composure he tried so hard to keep, totally erased from the path they were on

a young shinichiro sano just hugged him, reciprocating all of those times kazo did the same to him as a kid. he opened his arms to let the old man release the huge load of his aching heart -i promise i will, i’m so sorry. i’m really, really sorry- he muttered to his ear, repeating the words almost inaudibly, like a prayer, while the night fell above them

shinichiro took the first drag of a cigarette that day

you were both on the bike again. the rain decreased while you were eating but it started pouring halfway to your house

-be more careful, you are going to get us killed- you exclaimed to the back of his neck, worried about many things, while shinichiro pedaled with all his might. it was actually pretty late, you should have arrived to your house 20 minutes ago and the storm you were caught in was not helping your nerves

-everything is going to be alright, babe. just hold tight- he said untroubled, as always. it was driving you insane

-that’s what i’m doing! and don’t call me babe!-

a couple of streets later, what was expected to happen

happened

you just remember the impact, but what really occurred was that the front wheel got stucked in a sewer hole that you couldn’t see because of the increasing amount of water on the ground, and both of you were catapulted to the pavement. now it’s a funny memory, but back then it wasn’t, and it ached insanely, mostly to shinichiro

he was weak in fights, for sure. but his reflexes were impeccable, using them to instinctly cover your body with his, scratching his whole face in the process and receiving the impact for both, almost breaking an arm for you, literally

while you just bruised your knees, he was still worried, as if the roles were inversed

-fuck! are you okay? are you hurt?- he quickly asked, coming closer to you, scared to death

-nothing serious, you don’t have to worry about it. what about yo- you said without looking at him, still trying to come to your senses. then you realized- oh my god, shin! you are bleeding. i‘m so sorry! i literally crushed you, and you hurted your whole face. p-please forgive me- you were so preoccupied, inspecting his injuries. but all he did was just smile, blood running over his brows and chin. the asshole entirely enjoying all the attention you were giving him at the moment

-i should be the one apologizing! i got us into this, i’m sorry y/n- he scratched the back of his head awkwardly. you weren’t even mad, the fright was still vivid on your skin

and then suddenly, you truly took a deep stare at his features, while the rain kept making a curtain between the two of you. there was no trace of gel from the morning and his wet hair was now fully down, covering his forehead, the water washing his wounds, his drenched white uniform shirt all dirty from the experiences of the day and his pants had an open scratch in the left knee

you didn’t even notice how close you were, sitting together on the corner of an empty alley he desperately took to arrive faster, just staring at each other in silence for a moment. you both cracked in laughter at the same time, the situation was absurd

even though you wouldn’t admit it or either show signs of, you really had great times with shinichiro sano

you like it when he stops to your classroom between breaks just to wish you a nice day, you like lying on the floor next to him at his house’s dojo when it’s summer to eat popsicles with keisuke and his siblings, and you also like the awful cheesy jokes he invents just to make you laugh. because you particularly know that under all those layers of nonsensical girl-crazy rambling lies the most amiable and boldest heart of all, a kind soul with a presence hard to miss

and you like that too

-you know, you look nice like this, without all that dumb gangster wannabe hairstyle, shin-

-did you just, admitted that i look nice?-

-oh god, of course you were going to focus only on that- you rolled your eyes, wishing to not have said anything at all

-i mean, is there anything else i should focus on? it’s an historical moment to me!-

-whatever, sano- you shook your head, chuckling. and he stared at you for the thousandth time today, blood pumping furiously all over his system. he could even feel it on his ears, like the sound a seashell makes when you put it close to you, but this time, amplified to a deafening point

taking a deep breath, he decided to try once again. he made a promise, after all

-y/n- you looked at him in the eyes, driving all your attention to him. he was shaking, he had done this many times with you and other girls before, twenty to be exact, but there’s something in the way you are staring at him right now that results mesmerizing, intimidating, but mesmerizing still. shit, he couldn’t take it anymore -you look pretty to me always. even now, in the most screwed up situation possible, i think you are the most beautiful girl in the world and i- he stopped, red as a beet. inhaling again, he continued -i like you a lot, you know? i’m p-pretty sure i’m in love with you- stuttering a little bit in that last sentence, but who wouldn’t?

-yes, i already know that, shinichiro. you’ve said it like a million times- you smiled softly, looking down at the puddle you were in

-you do?- he didn’t mean to sound so disappointed, but the ghost of what it looked like his twenty first consecutive rejection started to pester him and it was impossible not to, or that’s what he thought

-yeah-

-g-great, cause i will keep saying it until the day i achieve the billion times ‘cause you are my girl-

-i’m not your girl- you furrowed your eyebrows -at least not yet-

-but you will! wait, what?- he was so dumb, you smiled

-just shut up-

without thinking it any further, you pressed your lips against his. the kiss was sloppy, rainy and embarrassing. but to shinichiro was more like ‘’the long-awaited arrival of divine glory’’, that’s exactly how he described it to his little brother when he got home

the silence and the shout, the euphoria and the lull, his insides felt like exploding, the floor was spinning

and you were, in that instant you really were his girl, no turning back. and you kinda enjoyed it

with that kiss you decided to let your feelings grow, and maybe, in a remote future, you would give him your heart to hold for eternity

thing that actually happened faster than what you expected

back to the present, you were both in the same situation, something like an induced déjà vu

a pair of lovers riding an old and too small bike on their way to yua ramen house under the rain. both with 23 years old now, but sharing the same feelings in the same two beating hearts

you started to go eat to yua ramen house together frequently after that first time, but master kazo got sick a few years later, so he had to stop working for a while and decided to leave the country for a break. he came back a couple of years ago, but you have not visited him until now, so it’s been quite a bit since you’ve seen each other

when you arrived, you couldn’t help to feel nostalgic

-sano boy, it’s that you?- his figure was more hunched than before, hair whiter and the wrinkles above his eyes and forehead were more prominent, but despite the changes that the passing of life produces, he was the same funny man you once met

-nice to see you master, how’s the business going?- shinichiro felt so many things in that moment. he was no middle schooler anymore, he left the gang medium a while ago, his siblings were older, and you were still by his side. he has grown, but sometimes, he forgets about that

-as always, punk. it’s really nice to have you here after all this years- you stepped behind your boyfriend

-hello sir, it’s been a while indeed- the old man laughed joyful, taken by surprise

-i can’t believe what i’m seeing, the same two dumb kids that came in making a mess in my shop once, doing it all over again. right y/n?-

-that’s us- you laughed, reminiscing -i’m so glad to finally see you again, master-

-the pleasure it’s all mine, it makes me so happy to have my two best clients here with me-

-we missed you, kazo- shinichiro added, coming closer to give the man a hug, you followed after

-i missed you too- he smiled -but for the love of god, go get a damn towel, son! and search carefully this time!- shinichiro went out, laughing. you viewed the scene amused and moments later, your eyes drifted to yua’s picture on the wall, you felt your soul clench, wondering if master kazo would still answer the same way. of course he would you thought, eternal is eternal

this time, shinichiro did find the towels. and you both cleaned the mess of water sputtering around, waiting for the cook to finish your meals while you chatted, catching up on your lives

-so you really are together since then, huh? i’m proud of you, lover boy-

-i told you i was going to marry her one day, didn’t i?-

-oh! did you guys already?- kazo instantly turned around, almost dropping the pan he was using

-i’m still working on it, but i’ll make sure you get the invitation soon- you suppressed a squeal. you haven’t spoken about this yet, how dare he just throw it out so suddenly?

-wha- you couldn’t even finish

-i’ll be patiently waiting then! nothing would make me happier- mr. okamoto interrupted you, leaving your head blank, as they always managed to

both creeps: 3 – you: 0 you’re out!

the food orders were the same, and with the first taste you took, you travelled ten years in the past. memory is such a graceful thing

kazo sent a glance at the both of you while you were eating, and he couldn’t help his eyes from watering

he saw the same slicked back dark haired kid with wet uniform covered in dirt, sitting with a lovely girl at his side, hair shorter than now and clothes just as messed as the boy’s ones, but the same smile that once brightened her features still present, dedicated just to him and his silly comments

-are you watching this, yua? we used to love like this- kazo mentally talked with the picture on the wall, looking tenderly at it. he didn’t get an answer, but he didn’t need to, he was certain

your relationship was like this since the beginning, unchanging. always coinciding in a world where only you and him existed, surrendering to each other’s feelings many times over. relieving significant moments of your intertwined lives, and at the same time, creating new ones with each arrival of a new day. discovering together a hundred and one different ways to fall more in love,

if possible

#tokyo revengers #sano shinichiro #shinichiro x fem reader #shinichiro x reader #shinichiro x you #tokrev #tokrev shinichiro #fanfiction #tokyo revengers fluff #tokrev fics #tokyo revengers shinichiro #tokyo manji gang #tokyo revengers x y/n

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aelia-likes-monsters · 5 years

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For the drabble! 22 and drider, please!

Sentence Prompt ~ #22 “I've seen the way you look at me when you think I don’t notice.”Wordcount: ~600Tags: SFW, Male Drider/Reader

You’ve been a student at the Entangle and Sway Studio for a few months, taking both aerial silk and pole classes as part of your fitness regime. It had started as just pole classes, but you’d learned that the Silks teacher was a Drider named Kazo, and you’d been intrigued. It seemed strange, and also, in a way, too good to be true.

Now though, you were glad you’d joined his class. He was perhaps the best teacher you’d ever worked with. For him, it wasn’t about the size or shape of your body, it was about learning how to move what you had in the most athletic and graceful way possible. From the largest to the smallest, the most feminine to the most masculine, he taught them all with equanimity.

The phrase “hot for teacher” had never been more real to you. But you bit your tongue and tried to play it cool; there were some lines that you just didn’t cross, and hitting on your teacher was one of them. He was a professional, and it was his job to be kind and courteous to you. You needed to respect that.

And you did.

Until one day he asked you to stay after class. It felt like an eternity as the rest of the class cleaned up and cleared out. You stretched slowly to cool down, and waited.

“I wanted to say that I’ve seen the way you look at me when you think I don’t notice,” he said.

“Oh. Oh gods I’m so sorry,” you said, burying your face in your hands, embarrassed to be called out so bluntly. “I didn’t mean to make it weird for you.”

“Who said it was weird?” He asked, and you could hear the smile in his voice.

“It’s not?” You asked, glancing up at him.

“I don’t think it is,” He smiled. “I’m beautiful.” He gestured at himself, drawing a laugh from you at the over-the-top way he struck a pose. He was beautiful, his spider parts resembling a peacock spider, resplendent with vibrant colors in an eye-catching pattern. “I kid. I appreciate that you were clearly trying to respect the teacher-student relationship, but I also wanted to talk to you about that.”

“Yeah?” You waited.

“I think you’re ready to move up to the next level of class, taught by Khisir.” He said, handing you a copy of the studio’s schedule. “You’ve advanced past everyone else in the class, I think in part due to how focused you are on what I’m doing.”

“Oh gosh.” You laughed, and rubbed an embarrassed hand over your face. “And I suppose the benefit of that is that you wouldn’t be my teacher anymore, and that we could maybe go on a date?”

“Perhaps that was where I was headed, but I promise you’ve earned the class promotion honestly.” Kazo said, crossing his fingers over his heart, a gesture you’d seen him use occasionally when he was especially serious about something. You wondered where he’d picked that habit up.

“Here’s my number. How about you text me later, once the class transition is official, and we figure out when we can meet up.” You said, scribbling your number on the back of a receipt and handing it to him.

“It’s a date,” he said, giving you a lopsided smile that made your stomach flutter.

You looked forward to it.

__________ Not currently accepting new prompts for this. As always, you can find all my writing on my masterlist. If you love what I do, consider buying me a ko-fi, it’s like a tip jar. Otherwise, reblogs, comments, and likes are always appreciated. ♥

#exophilia #drider #drider boyfriend #my writing #monster boyfriend

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clubsheartsspades · 3 years

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Pirate AU maybe, please!

A Pirate AU then!

Let’s see... I think Insena would look absolutely amazing in pirate clothes (no wonder, everyone looks amazing in them), so she would definitely be the captain. So instead of having a book store and printing shop, her parents now have a piracy business she can take over.

Devi is her First Mate, but he spends most of his time in the lookout, looking out for things. He also flies ahead sometimes, especially when a storm is coming, thunderstorms are just absolutely his thing.

Kazo is both the Master of Arms (without Insena’s permission I might add) and the Ship’s Cook. He also constantly cracks jokes about internet piracy and how he’s finally living the dream: being a pirate with a pistol, living on a ship, and having some great romance on high seas, but also being able to watch all star wars movies without paying for Disney+.

Insena’s crew would be her dad’s old crew, and I refuse to stock it up with only humans, so we’re mixing things up with my favourite side characters.

Zigg is no longer the son of an aristocrat, he’s now navigator because I think that would get him the idea of being more important than he actually guess. He’s still a phoenix and donates his leftover feathers for fires and fuses for bomb. He constantly tries to get himself the position of First Mate and sees Devi as his one true nemesis, while Devi just thinks of him as a minor nuisance (so pretty much their canon dynamic).

The stone dragons on the mountain top (whose names I’m not telling you because that’s Spoilers) are part of her crew, too. And I would love for Glym to be on board somehow, but he would set the ship on fire and/or explode it within 24 hours, so maybe not.

I also imagine Elest being the actual Master of Arms, but because Kazo was the one, who brought her along, he’s like “Hey I think you should give me another gun” or “Hey, I think you should let me play with this cannon”, but luckily she doesn’t.

There are more people probably, but this is it for now! Pirate AU, with no plot, but a lot of nice people on a boat and just the normal amount of chaos these guys get up to.

#writing #people ask stuff #the sound of glass #clubs talks #this was really a lot of fun actually #I haven't really thought about pirates here #even though Devi and Insena actually travel on a pirate ship at one point #huh #maybe she can have lost her arm in this AU in a shipwreck or something

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yellowcorona · 4 years

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Gimme × Gimme - Hachioji-P × Giga feat. Kagamine Rin & Hatsune Miku

Original Romaji:

"Are you free tonight?" Called from you, now Okiniiri musk to amaama na himitsu matou I've been waiting... This weekend night!! Kon'ya mono ni naru atashi no nani mo kamo Afure deteru libido Haa, suki sono shoudou Sonnara mitete yo denka no hontou ikou oudou "Haa... chotto yocchatta kamo ♡" Subete minuite yoyuu nante misenaide subete misukashite suki ni sasete Nee hayaku tsurete itte matsugesura furechaisou na kyori de shikou sura ubatte saguriatete Sonobashinogi ijou no yokei na koto icchaisou na toiki moreru kono kuchi wo kiss de fusaide I just Gimme×Gimme Yokei na koto kangaetenaide ima wa odorimashou shabadabada dubidubidu Eiga no ENDROLL mitai ni senaka no ato kako kasane kazoe yoi mo samenai furi de yoiyoi kara no yo ga aketeku

Tarinai kurai ga choudou ii... nante ijiwaru bakari iwanaide! (nee) Madamada tarinai kore wa jun'ai Suki ni sasete

Nee hayaku tsurete itte binetsu de tokechaisou na kyori de shikou sura ubatte tsuranuite tte Sonobashinogi ijou no yokei na koto icchaisou na toiki moreru sono kuchi de mimi wo fusaide Kono toki mo iki mo tomete hoteru kokoro no sukima umete koko ni iru imi wo nashite an'nante iranai ima no atashi wo mite! I just Wanna×Wanna Suki ni sasete Nee hayaku tsurete itte matsugesura furechaisou na kyori de shikou sura ubatte saguriatete Sonobashinogi ijou no yokei na koto icchaisou na toiki moreru kono kuchi wo kiss de fusaide Azayaka ni irodotte (forget what I just said) Kono sekai wo terasu you na (actually, don't forget) Mitasu taion saigo made (please don't forget... lifetime) Toiki moreru kono kuchi wo kiss de fusaide don't want to go home but I have to because he comes home Maybe next time

English Translation:

"Are you free tonight?"　Called from you. now Wearing your favorite musk, I'm dressed in even greater secrets. I've been waiting…　This weekend night!! With everything I've got, I'll make this night my very own.

What an impressive libido, ha, you know how to make a show. Keep your eyes locked, sharper than any sword, see what crosses the road, "Ha... I think I've drunken a bit more than I should ♥" I've already seen what comes ahead, don't toy with me like it's a game, cuz I know what lies under your face, leave it to me already.

Yeah take me faster all the way, to the point where our eyelashes could touch, throw every one of your thoughts away, I'll catch them in my hand. There's really no more room for doubt, I've already said more than enough, so end my sighs, close my very lips, give a kiss and it's over with.

I just Gimme×Gimme

Forget what you know, don't overthink it, come on and dance now, shabada-bada dooby-dooby-doo. Like the end-roll after a movie, the scars of my past are far behind me, let me feign sobriety for a little longer, this sweet evening isn't over yet.

"Maybe this is enough for us"...don't get such awful thoughts in your head! I'm still not satisfied, even with this pure love, leave it to me already.

Yeah take me faster all the way, this melting feeling is only getting hotter, I can read your feelings from a distance, and steal them all the same. There's really no more room for doubt, I've already said more than enough, as I sigh again, from my own two lips, just shut up and listen.

Within this moment, all falls a silent breath. My heart is burning, please fill it if you can. When I am with you, everything all makes sense, I don't need to guess why, simply stop and look this way!

I just Wanna×Wanna

--Leave it to me already. Yeah take me faster all the way, to the point where our eyelashes could touch, throw every one of your thoughts away, I'll catch them in my hand. There's really no more room for doubt, I've already said more than enough, so end my sighs, close my very lips, give a kiss and it's over with.

A stream of colors covers everything... forget what I just said Lighting up my entire world... actually. don't forget Your warmth is enough for me 'til the very end... please don't forget･･･ lifetime So end my sighs, close my very lips, give a kiss and it's over with.

don't want to go home　but I have to because he comes home Maybe next time

#vocaloid #vocasubs #translation #kagamine rin #hatsune miku #hachioji-p #giga

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glasklang · 4 years

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most to least likely to cry in public?

Tumblr ate the answer I had, so we're going to try again, first the 3 main characters:

Insena -> Insena cried in public before. She doesn't like it because it brings a lot of attention and fussy people to her, but she's also not going to just bottle everything up until she's alone. Her family taught her that it's okay to cry even in public, so she doesn't really think about it being something people wouldn't do.

Kazo -> Kazo would wait until he's home or somewhere people don't know him. It's not that he's embarrassed or thinks of it as just not appropriate, but as a high ranking member of the White Ghost he has to be around Bica a lot, and she'd have his head if he did anything to draw attention to him.

Devi -> Devi would not cry in public unless it serves a purpose. He cries at one point to get away from the guards, but that's an act he can switch on and off at will. Anything real, from joy or pain, nope. He grew up with most things that made him cry coming from his home, so crying is a very personal thing to him.

And now we're adding Glym, Ikar, Mala, and Fia very quickly simply because I like them:

Ikar -> he cries very often, and cries easily, and he usually hides behind Devi

Fia -> she's very emotional, but cries out of joy more often, also very empathetic, you cry she cries

Insena

Kazo

Glym -> he's very unlikely to cry, instead he's more on the excitedly babbling side even when he's sad or hurt

Devi

Mala -> she's more the kind of person who tells others (and herself) to stop crying, makes up excuses to cry alone

That's it! Thank you for asking and I really hope Tumblr let's me post this now!

#the sound of glass #ask game #thanks!

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trisscar368 · 6 years

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13x20 Watch Notes

Two very important disclaimers. 1, I am not awake (I have tea, we’ll see how that improves), 2) this is a second watch through. My first was basically screaming the entire way.

Also I really hate that doing these takes eight hours >.>

I can’t even make it out of the Then without stopping to laugh, because it’s Casa Erotica 13 and we’re back here again in s13 where Gabriel is the only hope they have of stopping the Archangel Big Bad

And also we’re getting more textual links to Sam’s torture. My inner Sam!girl should stop screaming sometime next century.

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Wolf Liquor This way, and the Wolf comes around the corner with Alcohol lol

I love the Kazo/Horn reference so much. It lets us keep the s9 Horn of Gabriel sigil, it gives Gabriel back a critical piece of his mythology, and it also lets him be a dramatic little shit :D

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Gabe calls him Odinsbane, and I’m just going to sidebar for mythology for a second: Fenrir the Wolf is destined to kill Odin in Ragnarok.

The muddle with the mythology a bit (they have to), but Narfi is *also* connected to Ragnarok. Narfi is, depending on the translation, the son whose entrails are used to bind Loki to the stone while poison drips on his face. That binding happens after Baldr’s death, because Baldr dying is basically the tipping point to Ragnarok; his death is the point of no return, and it’s Loki’s fault he dies. They used this back in 5x19, actually — Baldr dies at the Elysium right before the Apocalypse Final Run starts — and it’s just interesting that they’re bringing back two more elements/omens of the End of the World (Sleipnir could count as no. 3, he’s Odin’s warhorse, but it’s less explicit), only for Gabriel to knock them off the table.

*goes back to fight scene*

I love my smol drama child so much. This whole fight is layered with maintaining an illusion. “I’m going to do this honorably.” It’s good fight tactics, but it’s also just *Gabe*; he has to hide how much he’s hurting at all times.

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Hi Cas!

The whole conversation with Sam here — “don’t unpack, don’t get comfortable, we have a job” — has a very s1 “where’s John” vibe, in which Dean is still very much s1 Sam. I’m relying on your imaginations here, but insert all those gifsets with Sam/Jess and Dean/Cas from the beginning of the season here.

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Alas AU!Balthazar, we never knew ye. As a commentary on where Jack is power-wise though, Balthazar was a brilliant tactician and a resourceful fighter. I know fandom tends to focus on the menage-a-douze aspect of his character, but he was Cas’ second-in-command during the Civil War. This isn’t a small kill for Jack, Baby Bird is getting dangerous.

I love that Mary is the one who’s thinking of the practical aspect of things; of life *after* the hunt is over. You aren’t saving anyone if they’re just going to starve to death in a few days.

“They angels, they’re leaving.” Insert 5x04 feels here…

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“It tasted like haggis”. I am both incredibly amused by the concept of flavored magic, and also my brain is in the gutter thinking of how Dean shuddered when talking about Gabe’s “essence.”

This whole… Gabriel is putting on an act, and someone with more spoons than I needs to sit down and draw up a comparison to performing!Dean and performing!Gabriel and how the cracks are forming in both. Especially because… Gabriel is cracking very easily right now to what lies beneath, and he’s only doing it because of how badly hurt he is. Dean’s cracking left and right this season, and some of it is absolutely because he’s gotten more comfortable with himself, and some of it is… Dean’s not doing good, folks.

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There’s no way this was the vfx team, but I can see a wolf in the steam behind Sleipnir and Narfi

And Sleipnir with horse snacks will never not be funny.

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Hallelujah, we finally have a timeline for the Apocalypse World. 8 years of fighting Michael (Michael, not Lucifer, so the Archangel Brawl was over at that point); it’s currently June-ish 2018 in our universe, so the timeline is almost identical. That makes Charlie using the Charlie pseud more likely. To make things more depressing, though, that means that Kevin was probably 15 when the world started ending. He was a kid.

“I’ll keep you safe”. Promises are dangerous things, Jack…

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Waking up panicked and disoriented. I don’t have feels about torture…

I do have feels about Dean saying “we need your help” though. I just watched 13x01, and hnnn. This is big, this is important, and the cosmic being once again has more… important… things to do…

Ah my poor traumatized angel :D :D :D whump

Those are new handcuffs. Someone made new enochian handcuffs. The ones they had in 13x13 were silver and these are black. I really need to know how this happened, did they order them online or did one of the Winchesters go to a sex toy store. Can fedex even find the Bunker?

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“I really hate this place.” You were tortured here Mary, I don’t blame you

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Okay the map is really interesting. 1) there’s a wall on the mexican border, the Trump shade continues. 2) this isn’t our world. Florida isn’t really there, and while that might be a case of “angels use a different projection style when mapping Earth, it doesn’t explain what happened to the East Coast. Anything past New York — Main, Vermont, New Hampshire — is gone. It’s not just that they’re not marked because they belong to another country, because Mexico is there, these geographical locations literally do not exist. Either Michael destroyed them (terrifying) or they never existed, and I’m leaning with the latter. 3) all the spikes are growing around Kansas. Until someone proves different I’m going with “this is the Bunker when Grumpy.”

4) these are… toy soldiers. We last saw someone using these to plan out battles in moondoor, but they’re not set up… Look at the body language. If you’re using your pieces just to show troops, you don’t really care about which way they’re facing. If you’re using them to show troop movements, this isn’t how you’d show a retreat. They’re set up like there’s a threat right around Houston, and the rest of the country stopped mattering.

That really has nothing to do with anything else that’s happening storywise, except for the fact that they end up pointing to where Kevin is standing at the end.

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The amount of feels I have over Kevin… but he fits the story/retelling pattern too. “I serve God” becomes “I didn’t have a choice.”

Oh and also 4x01 Dean vibes. “God chose me”, “I didn’t believe in anything,” “what does that even mean?” Kevin was faced with an… impossible choice. It’s not a choice, there’s no saying no. Consent is just a word to heaven (seriously, like… everyone but Cas has this problem), and that’s holding true over here too.

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Telling/retelling again with Gabriel and the porn stars. I am also just *ded* over the fact that 1) Rich put male pornstars in the mix (there are 5 extra men in the room, *5*, and yes only one is shirtless but come on), and 2) Dean is spacing out to thinking about pornstars, but the camerawork is focusing on Gabriel being undressed, not the nude woman that is right there.

What even is s13, all I have to do for bi!Dean meta is point at the screen and screech “LOOK!!!!”

I’m also just going to sit and glare at the screen, because Ramiel specifically said that the Princes all stopped caring about Hell and the Apocalypse; but Asmodeus had and kept Gabriel from before Stull Cemetery up until the present day. I mean, you could interpret the events in 12x12 as Ramiel making a contract with Crowley on behalf of all the Princes, and Asmodeus *couldn’t* try to take Hell as long as Crowley was alive, but no matter what… coming back onto the stage was never about ruling hell, it was about acquiring the power and position to take revenge. Which means Asmodeus was draining Gabriel for years just for the fun of it. Demon, I know, but mrrgh. There’s a difference in torturing to break someone and torturing just because… Sidelining the Gabriel + responsibility conversation till later.

And Dean’s face… nobody usually tells Sam he’s just a pretty face. Dean is the one who gets compliments (or attacks) on his looks, Sam’s the acknowledged brains. *hands blankets out to the Sabriel fandom who is probably hyperventilating still*

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*squints at map more for no reason* The northwest is just named “the void”, and I’m… really really curious as to what the two epicenters are. One’s in Green Bay, the other’s in Los Angeles. Also “restricted zones” gives me more 5x04 feels.

“I’m asking for a day, please.” For some reason this is giving me 2x10 feels.

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“Hiking in the fjords”. I am trash, all I can think about is the dead parrot sketch. “He’s not dead, he’s pining for the fjords”

On a serious note — Gabriel made a deal (with a trickster, not a demon, but still) to fix his problem. Demon deals are always self-motivated. I can’t live without my wife, I want to be famous, I want to be the best guitar player, I want to not go to prison, I want the abuse to stop, I want my brother to be alive again, I want my son to wake up. They’re selfish and born out of the emotions of the moment. Sometimes they’re the only way to fix a bad situation, but they’re never without consequences.

Gabriel made his deal, he got what he wanted, and then when the terms of the contract… expired (they didn’t really, but meh) he was dragged to hell by supernatural creatures (two of which are associated with wolf imagery. HMMMM)

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As for Dean telling Gabriel he should have stuck around, I’d like to remind everyone that s13 is all about dramatic irony. If Gabriel had helped the Winchesters to kill Lucifer, Michael would have done exactly what AU Michael did. Dean’s pissed that Sam had to go to Hell to make their plan work, but we’ve seen the alternative in all it’s grungy glory. Dean doesn’t have the pieces to understand that yet. All he can see is that Gabriel ran away and Sam paid for it.

And Dean also has… “higher” beings that have responsibilities keep running out on him. John ran, Gabriel ran, it’s felt like Cas was running a few times (s6, purgatory), Chuck walked out, Amara’s gone too, and now Billie says he has a job to do. The weight of the world has never not been on his shoulders, and he’s tired of people who could take some of the burden walking out.

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Revenge *insert Smaug voice here*

There are so many levels of pain in this scene gah. Because Sam’s never really gotten revenge… for anything. Dean killed Azazel and took revenge for John’s death and Sam being put through the Hunger Games, which meant that Sam never got payback for Jess dying. There’s no balance to the scales for Sam’s time in hell, or for the loss of autonomy in s9, the BMoL tortured him and he didn’t get to confront Toni, and they’re working with Ketch so there’s no vengeance for Eileen’s death. Dean got to torture Alastair; he’s the only person in that room that’s gotten to confront his abuser in person and draw out a full portion of vengeance. He’s the only one who’s gotten to prove that it doesn’t fix everything. It doesn’t undo the deaths or the suffering.

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how many hours have I been at this?

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Gabriel’s murder list is the most adorable thing. And I cannot believe I’m saying that, this is a blood soaked vengeance mission and people are dying and it’s adorable.

(Someone with more spoons can do the full Kill Bill comparison, because the music is there, the camerawork, Dean calls Gabe Uma, and the kill list is straight out of the movie.)

Oh and on the narratives thread, Gabriel again is setting up a story. This is how his revenge will happen. And it is kinda dumb when there’s four names you’re doing them all at the same time, but the story is important to him. You have to get the words right.

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Jack, listen to your grandmother.

Also, while Mary’s story is… all about losing her boys (*cries*), I’m just going to be very annoyed if Jack forgot to mention that CAS IS ALIVE.

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Keviiiiiin

He got shafted in every universe.

I was talking about this with Mittens last night, and there’s an element of 5x18 Adam in this (if you say yes, you can go back to heaven with your mother), and on Mary’s side (omg she remembers Heaven) she calls heaven an illusion, which personally just pings Djinn Dream for me. (I’m going to have Djinn on the brain for a while yet >.>)

I’m going to stick quick pins in 8x01 (kevin + demon bomb), 9x22 (angel bomb), and 5x18 (angel banishing)

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WINGS WINGS WINGS WINGS *ahem*

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Carrots :D :D :D

The gag reel music kills me after the sheer drama of the tarintino style in the hallway

There’s something about the number 3. 3 children, 3 fights, the Winchesters are in room number 3, three people on the revenge mission, the penthouse is on the 3rd floor

Okay I lied about someone else doing the Kill Bill comparison, the scene in the hallway is pretty reminiscent of the upstairs fight scene in Kill Bill vol. 1 in the Japanese bar.

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Dean stop running away during fights.

Seriously though, he’s… Dean’s stopped caring if he makes it out alive. He’s been that way all season, and he got better when Cas came back, but he’s still not okay and it’s getting worse. I’m side eyeing the finale so fricking hard right now.

I also need several fics where Dean has a katana stat, pls and thank.

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(*abandons rewatch for an hour to wrangle archive*)

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And again it’s all about the story. Loki’s told himself a story, Gabriel’s been telling a story. There’s the official version, there’s the unofficial version, and then there’s the truth.

Dean’s reacting very sensitively to someone bringing up what he’d do for John, which is again making me look back at s2. He went on a revenge quest for John’s sake, and what John asked him to do to Sam literally broke him. We kinda don’t care what Dad wants at this point.

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Mel’s already made the post because Mel is awesome

https://justanotheridijiton.tumblr.com/post/173341695904/justanotheridijiton-3x10-5x04-6x22

These mirrors are… they don’t always tell the truth, but they’re important. They always hit the emotional core of the issue.

Loki shreds Gabriel’s sob story, accuses him of spinelessness; “you’re a joke, you’re a failure, you live for pleasure and you stand for nothing, and in the end that’s what you’ll die for.”

There’s been so much debate since Gabriel returned about whether or not he was right to run away in 13x18 and whether his original character flaw was cowardice. We know, as the audience, that his staying in the fight back then wouldn’t have had a happy ending; but his motivation up to this point was about not having to deal with the conflict. “Not my problem.”

I think this whole discussion has been difficult for tumblr because as a culture, we’re constantly being told/telling each other to reframe what society expects of us, which in a lot of cases ends up boiling down to a very similar “this one isn’t my responsibility, people need to fix their own shit.” Which, yeah, Lucifer and Michael are responsible for their own choices and actions. But this is like… getting out of the car and letting your drunk friend drive the squad home when you’re still sober. You’re safe, but your friend is probably going to end up killing themselves and innocent people are going to be hurt.

Or you could use the good Samaritan parable.

It stops being a “I’m not my brother’s keeper” when innocent people end up in the crossfire. None of this is Gabriel’s fault, but there’s still has a moral responsibility here that he’s been avoiding.

And now he’s finally in the right situation where getting involved again can be effective for more than just elaborate suicide.

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And the look on his face after he stabs Loki says he doesn’t feel better. *sighs* welcome to After, Gabe

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I love this shot so much. I have a suspicion if you went digging you’d find a painting of Jesus and Mary in a similar positioning

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Someone not me can figure out why it’s the garter snake motel

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“Tricks are for kids.”

The Trix rabbit is a trickster; he’s always trying to get the cereal away from the kids, and he always fails in the end. Gabriel’s finally taking back his own name.

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And Gabriel accidentally tells Sam that revenge is worth it, and his face falls immediately and it’s not worth it but Sam’s… seriously, this is the finale. We’re looking at Sam’s motives right here. THIS IS GOING TO HURT.

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There’s something about Dean, craig, bad decisions, and depression. Somewhere.

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That’s not multitasking Dean.

Seriously, he’s stopped caring about his own safety.

Dean, Sam’s not forgetting Hell. Ever. Low blow. Props to Jared though, that little flash of anger in Sam’s eyes…

“I don’t care if I die, never really have.” DAMMNIT DEAN

(Side comment, Jared keeps answering about endgame being the Winchesters dying together because that’s where Sam is emotionally.)

And Dean can’t let Sam die… he can’t.

More side comment - I have s5 feels and they hurt. Because this is… this is exactly where the emotional arc is leading up to Dean trying to say yes to Michael. He spends the whole season, once they’re back together after 5x04, telling Sam that they’re stronger together, they have to do this together, if they’re not together they’re going to fail. And then the hits keep coming, and they don’t stop, and he starts drinking more and he stops caring about *together* and he leaves.

That’s it folks. These are our pieces for the finale. Three depressed Winchesters, an archangel who doesn’t know who he is right now, and a witch who’s waiting for a friend to kill her.

#spn spoilers #spn 13x20 #s13 spoilers

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Wow okay I want that AU of the AU, maybe where they're both a little further into sad retirement before shockingly discovering each other? I just love that 'verse so much, it's so fucking delightful. (Though it ALSO makes me think of the Pacific Rim AU where they discover that they're drift compatible via surprised dance chemistry.) And for the meme, would you ever write one of those fics that's a whole fake tv season, like to continue a show that got canceled?

I’m torn between whether it would be a little while on or whether it would be almost immediately while they were both really raw. Like, a world where Khlyen makes Dutch go to a gala if Kazo got hurt in a competition instead of practice, and John was in the competition (but not even top ten) and his partner quit on him right before the gala, and they both end up miserable at this party and Then Dancing.

Also, HOW HAS THERE NOT BEEN A PACIFIC RIM AU. What is fandom doing with its life???? Because yeah, maybe impossible-to-match candidate Dutch and jaeger engineer John Jaqobis meet at a party and dance and Oh Shit apparently she is not unmatchable at all.

(Also D’avin and Fancy probably pilot together, because it’s me.)

As for the meme question! I might be tempted, for the right show? But I am honestly more likely to rewrite existing seasons (at one point I did an angry episode-to-episode rewrite of Merlin s5, and this spring there was a 25k campaign rewrite of my first D&D campaign, which someday I will post for approximately four people ot read)! But yeah, it’s a genre I definitely do not discount.

#scribescribe #answered asks

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こだましがみ . kodama shigami

LYRICS TRANSLATION of one of the insert songs on their second album Kiryca.

Translated name : Echoing ( fan-translated ) , Echo Echo ( official )

Singer : HIMEHINA

All translations are belongs to me, make sure to credit properly if you plans on sharing this! Enjoy reading!

Listen along • google doc • twitter post

ボクらの願いは

bokura no negai wa

What we have wished for,

「ただ会いたい」ってそれだけ

"tada aitai" tte soredake

is only, "I want to meet each other."

それすらも神は

sore sura mo kami wa

And even after that, the Gods,

聴(ユル)さないなんてどれだけ

yurusanai nante dore dake

how can they didn't listen to it?

当たり前の事を自由と思って

atarimae no koto wo jiyuu to omotte

I took it for granted that I was free

過ごしていたか知らなかった

sugoshiteita ka shiranakatta

I didn't know on how should I spend my time

ボクらは星の手に生かされていただけだ

bokura wa hoshi no te ni ikasarete itadake da

We were only kept alive by the stars, and that is all

行き場を失ったこの想いがほら

ikiba wo ushinatta kono omoi ga hora

This feeling of losing your place to go,

待ち人来たらず消えずに居るんだよ

machibito kitarazu kiezu ni iru nda yo

the people who waits wouldn't just come and go

ねぇきっとそこ��居るんだろ？

nee kitto soko ni irun daro?

Hey, I'm sure you'll be there, right?

愛し人

itoshii hito

My beloved one

聴かせて声を聴かせて　

kikasete koe wo kikasete

Let me hear, let me hear your voice

こだまを噛(シガ)むほど

kodama wo shigamu hodo

so that the more it would echoes

引き裂かれた時節(トキ)に距離、結(ユ)ぐ、

hikisakareta toki ni kyori, yugu,

Distance of the torned time that binds

夜凪(ヨナギ)に鳴く木揺(コユ)らしの様な

yonagi ni naku koyurashi no youna

Like the swaying of a tree in a calm night

生命(イノチ)の声を聴かせて　

inochi no koe wo kikasete

Let us hear the voice of life

静寂(シジマ)を喰らうほど

shijima wo kurau hodo

until the silence would eat upon us

触れ叶わぬキミよ、デラシネの日々よ、

furekanawanu kimi yo, derashine no hibi yo,

You, the days of a free spirit, who cannot be touched

またいつかその声に会えるかな

mata itsuka sono koe ni aeru ka na

I wonder if I can meet that voice again someday

花束のような

hanataba no youna

Just like a flower bouquet,

想いを束ねた和声(ワセイ)が

omoi wo tabaneta wasei ga

the harmony binds our feelings together

風の背をしがみ　

kaze no se wo shigami

Clung onto the wind's back,

幾千の声を届けた

ikusen no koe wo todoketa

it has delivered thousands of voices

「ボクらはずっとずっと遠くに居ても、

"bokura wa zutto zutto tooku ni ite mo,

"We may be far, far away, but we're still here,

ここに居るよ、側に居るよ」って聞こえた

koko ni iru yo, soba ni iru yo," tte kikoeta

I'm right here, I'll be by your side." As I heard it

陽だまりに包まれた気がしてた

hidamari ni tsutsumareta kigashiteta

I felt like that I was enveloped by the shining sun

限りある心臓(イノチ)の鼓動がほら

kagiri aru inochi no kodou ga hora

You can hear the heartbeat of a finite life

キミの声に共鳴(ハモ)る様に動いてる

kimi no koe ni hamoru you ni ugoiteru

It's moving, as if it's harmonizing with your voice

ねぇずっとこのままで居て

nee zutto kono mama de ite

Hey, stay like this forever

愛し人

itoshii hito

My beloved one

生まれて生きて死ぬまで

umarete ikite shinu made

From birth to life to death,

あと何回会えるだろう

ato nankai aeru darou

How many more times will we meet?

指数えるほどの機会(トキ)、失う度泣く腫(ハ)れ上がる眼(アイ)が

yubi kazoeru hodo no toki, ushinau tabi naku hareagaru ai ga

I have more time than I can count on my fingers, and every time I lose them, my love swells up and cries.

キミを求める、求める、光を求めてる

kimi wo motomeru, motomeru, hikari wo motometeru

I'm seeking for you, wishing, and seeking for the light

見え叶わぬキミのうたかたの声がまだこだまする様に

mie kanawanu kimi no utakata no koe ga mada kodama suru you ni

As your unfulfilled, unseen yet ephemeral voice still echoes,

響いてる

hibiiteru

It's resonating

苦しいことばっかだ

kurushii koto bakka da

It is nothing but pain

けどそれでも恨んじゃいけない

kedo sore demo uranja ikenai

But that doesn't mean you should resent

憎んじゃいけない

nikunja ikenai

nor having hatred

大切なものを数えよう

taisetsu na mono wo kazoe you

Let's count on our important things

死をもたらす病の果てに暗くなった世界を諦めるように

shi wo motarasu yamai no hate ni kuraku natta sekai o akirameru you ni

It's like giving up on the darkened world after a deadly disease,

居なくなったあの人の事や会いづらくなった誰かを想う

inakunatta ano hito no koto ya ai dzuraku natta dareka wo omou

to think of someone who is no longer with us, or someone we miss.

良かった時を思えば変わった世界を恨んでしまいそうだから

yokatta toki wo omoeba kawatta sekai wo urande shimai sou dakara

When I think back to the good times, I almost resent the changed world,

変わらないものを見つめてそれだけは一生失わないと誓った

kawaranai mono wo mitsumete sore dake wa isshou ushinawanai to chikatta

but I looked at the one thing that never changes and swore I'd never lose it.

それはあなただった　

sore wa anata datta

Turns out that was you

それはあなただった

sore wa anata datta

Turns out that was you

あなたのことを見失わなければどんな世界でも生きていけるって

anata no koto o mi ushinawanakereba donna sekai demo ikite ikeru tte

If I didn't lose sight of you, I could survive in any kinds of world

単純なことだけどこの藍の華が咲くために必要なのは

tanjun na koto dakedo kono ai no hana ga saku tame ni hitsuyou na no wa

It's only simple things, but all it takes for this divine flower to bloom is

あなたの声、笑顔、そして愛さ　

anata no koe, egao, soshite ai sa

your voice, smile and your love

ほら風が聴こえる

hora kaze ga kikoeru

Hey, can you hear the wind?

Wow Wow Wow Wow

ラララララララ　届いてよララ

rara-rara-rarara todoite yo rara

Lala-lala-lalala, please reach them La-la

ボクらもずっと君に会いたい

bokura mo zutto kimi ni aitai

We always wanted to meet you all again

聴こえる声が聴こえる　

kikoeru koe ga kikoeru

I can hear, I can hear the voices

こだまを噛(シガ)むほど

kodama wo shigamu hodo

so that the more it would echoes

引き裂かれた時節(トキ)に距離,

hikisakareta toki ni kyori,

Distance of the torned time,

埋める夜に舞う春嵐(ハルラシ)の愛が

umeru yoru ni mau haru-rashi no ai ga

The love of the spring storm that dances as it fills the night

生命(イノチ)の声が聴こえる　

inochi no koe ga kikoeru

I can hear the voice of life,

声魂(コダマ)は此処に在る

kodama wa koko ni aru

telling the echo is right here

触れ叶わぬキミよ、デラシネの日々よ、

fure kanawanu kimi yo, derashine no hibi yo,

You, the days of a free spirit, who cannot be touched

またいつかその声に会いたいな

mata itsuka sono koe ni aitai na

I hope to hear that voice again one day...

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#my translates #translation #rock : song tls #himehina #ヒメヒナ #virtual youtuber #vtuber #kodama shigami #echo echo #こだましがみ

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genenation · 6 years

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ECHO

Title: ECHO Single: BRAVE IT OUT Release: 2012.11.21 Album: GENERATIONS Release: 2013.11.13

Lyrics: SHIKATA Composer: MATS LIE SKARE/SHIKATA

Original Japanese

僕らはいつも大切な日々の中で夢を見るただ・・・真っすぐに守りたいものがあるから

I know it, baby... わかってる　どんなに長い道のりも君とならいつだって　乗り越えられる気がしてた

僕の胸の中響き合う思い

どこまでも果てない　強く輝く未来には重ね合った2つの願い(あの日のような) 君だけに捧げたい　変わらないこの気持ちをいつか2人で　叶えられるまで

1つ1つと上っていく幸せへの階段を心の鐘を鳴らす場所はそこにあるから

穏やかな空のような　優しい光が差し込む君と僕がいるから　寂しいなんて思わない

忘れないでいよう何気ない今日も

どれだけの心で　君を受け止められるだろうか？わからないときもあるけど(感じるままに) 数えきれない夢を　溢れる涙をくれた君と2人で　まだ見ぬ明日へ

1粒の涙に誓った　あの日々は消えることない　やすらぎになり時間(とき)を越えてかけがえのないもの誰より愛していこう I wish forever あの日見た空は忘れない

どこまでも果てない　強く輝く未来には重ね合った2つの願い(あの日のような) 君だけに捧げたい　変わらないこの気持ちをいつか２人で　叶えられるまで

響かせるよ

Romaji

bokura wa itsumo taisetsu na hibi no naka de yume wo miru tada・・・massugu ni mamoritai mono ga aru kara

I know it, baby... wakatteru donna ni nagai michinori mo kimi to nara itsudatte norikoe rareru kigashiteta

boku no mune no naka hibiki au omoi

doko made mo hate nai tsuyoku kagayaku mirai ni wa kasane atta futatsu no negai (ano hi no you na) kimi dake ni sasagetai kawaranai kono kimochi wo itsuka futari de kanae rareru made

hitotsu hitotsu to nobotte iku shiawase no kaidan wo kokoro no kane wo narasu basho wa soko ni aru kara

odayaka na sora no you na yasashii hikari ga sashi komu kimi to boku ga iru kara sabishii nante omowa nai

wasurenai de iyou nanige nai kyou mo

dore dake no kokoro de kimi wo uketome rareru darou ka? wakaranai toki mo aru kedo (kanjiru mama ni) kazoe kirenai yume wo afureru namida wo kureta kimi to futari de mada minu ashita e

hitsubu no namida ni chikatta ano hibi wa kieru koto nai yasuragi ni nari toki wo koe te kakegae no nai mono dareyori aishite ikou I wish forever ano hi mita sora wasure nai

doko made mo hate nai tsuyoku kagayaku mirai ni wa kasane atta futatsu no negai (ano hi no you na) kimi dake ni sasagetai kawaranai kono kimochi wo itsuka futari de kanae rareru made

dore dake no kokoro de kimi wo uketome rareru darou ka? wakaranai toki mo aru kedo (kanjiru mama ni) kazoe kirenai yume wo afureru namida wo kureta kimi to futari de mada minu ashita e

hibikaseru yo

English

In these precious days, we're dreaming Just... having something you truly want to protect

I know it, baby... I know, No matter how long the journey If I'm with you, I feel like we can overcome anything, anytime

In my heart These feelings resonate

In our never ending shining future These 2 wishes that match up perfectly (just like that day) I want to dedicate only to you, these feelings that will never change Until one day, the 2 of us can fulfill it

These steps towards happiness that we're climbing one by one That's where the bells within our heart ring

Like the calm sky, the gentle light that shines through You and I are here, so I don't feel lonely at all

Please never forget These nonchalant days

To what extent, are you able to accept me in your heart? There are times I wonder this (Exactly the way I feel) For these countless dreams, overflowing tears were shed Along with you, towards the yet unseen future

Those days we vowed upon that one teardrop Will turn into our unwavering serenity As time goes by Something irreplaceable Let's love more than anyone else, I wish forever I won't forget the sky I saw that day

I'll make it sound*

*T/N: I think this very subtly implies wedding bells

#translations #lyrics #generations from exile tribe #generations #ldh #jpop #genenation #single: BRAVE IT OUT #album: GENERATIONS #song: echo

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nebulous-wanderings · 7 years

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Tsukista TV Ep 5 Summary Notes

This week’s episode focused on Washio Shuuto, who plays You, and Tani Yoshiki, who plays Yoru. Read under the cut for the summary, screencaps, and gifs! I have to say, I knew Tani was the type of person who goofs off, but this episode really exemplified that to an even greater extent. Shuuto is also a precious cinnamon roll who puts up with Tani’s antics all the time. You’re always welcome to correct me on anything or ask me stuff if my writing isn’t clear! (Side note: next week’s Ep 6 notes will be delayed due to my final exams, but Ep 1 will be posted shortly after the Ep 6 notes.)

Tani did that challenge again to describe Procellarum in six seconds. He got as far as to say it’s the latin word for “sea of storms” and that on stage Procellarum shines while singing and dancing.

Tomotsune calls them Tani-kun and Shuuto-kun

Discussing Tani’s Personality:

Tsubasa: He’s like a toy box (as in full of surprises) Tomotsune: So you pick him up and shake him? wwww

Tsubasa also said something about Tani being hot-headed and Tani complained. Tomotsune’s like “you made him boiling-mad now” but Tani’s yelling at him “I’m not hot-headed!!!!” (lol)

Yuusaku: “Tani-kun’s yellow-colored ‘image’ got stronger.” (By this I think they mean Tani’s connection to Yoru) Shuuto: “Well, he does always have a banana every day.” Tani: “I do not!”

Yuusaku says Tani’s like a dandelion

Tomotsune to Doi: “What do you think of Tani, Doi-san?” Doi: “‘Doi-san? Why aren’t you calling me ‘Doi-kun’ instead?”

Doi just agrees with Tsubasa and Yuusaku’s description. He also praises Tani’s skills. Tani says it makes him happy to hear that. Tomotsune: “Oh really? Stop being fake” wwww (I translated that to be more colloquial English, but that’s basically what Tomotsune said lol) Tani: *angrily* “What?? What do you mean?? This is a serious topic here” (he’s joking around as usual)

Shuuto: “He doesn’t have a bad mouth, he’s just a shitty brat” (he literally said “kusogaki” here, I’m dying lol)

(Tani laughing as Shuuto makes fun of him)

Discussing Shuuto’s personality:

Tomotsune says Shuuto is very skilled. “I want a Shuuto-kun in my family” www. Shuuto is super humble and is like “no, no, no” the entire time.

Tomotsune also says his line memorization is good. He said あんきもとこいいらしい (anki mo to ii rashii) but Tsubasa misheard the “ankimo” as one word which means monkfish liver lol

Doi agrees that Shuuto memorizes lines really fast. Shuuto’s reply was something like he studies lines as much as he can until he can’t do it anymore. (I wish I could understand it better since Shuuto was being really serious) Tani: *sarcastically* “Yes, of course. I, too, do that” Tomotsune: “Can you just…sit back for a bit.” Everyone laughs as Tomotsune tries to shut Tani up Shuuto: “It’s not your turn” wwwww Tani: “Yeah but I’m part of the nenchuu-gumi” wwww

Yuusaku: “Shuuto is extremely thorough” (he used some colloquial expression I had to look up). He gave an example where the six of them were at a photoshoot and Shuuto kept worrying about whether his shots were okay or not.

Tomotsune: “This has become a ‘Compliment Shuuto’ meeting” Tani: *sarcastically* “Ok let’s stop then”

Tomotsune asks about Shuuto’s parents. Shuuto: “If I asked my mom to pack a lunch for me, she’ll just give me a Weider In Jelly” (Weider is the company, “In Jelly” is the product. It’s an energy jelly drink) Tomotsune: *to the camera* “Hey, Shuuto’s mom, are you watching this??” Shuuto: “That’s okay, let her hear this” (lmao) Shuuto: “And the amount [of food she packed] wasn’t enough. My stomach was never full. The next day I would bring two lunches.” www

Tsubasa: “Shuuto doesn’t have any weakness. I think he’s invincible.” Tomotsune: “Shuuto, your popularity is rising.” Shuuto: “That’s a lot of pressure on me.” Tani says he should protect that likability of his.

Tomotsune asks Doi what he thinks Tani and Shuuto’s private lives are. But first he calls him Kazumi-san (Doi’s last name) and then he purposely miscalls him “Dote-san” since it’s one character off from Doi. Doi’s like “who is this ‘Kazoe’ you speak of??” (The joke is that one of the kanji’s for his last name means “ocean” but the “ka” in the Kazoe he said means “river” and Kazoe is also one syllable off from his actual last name) Shuuto: Oh snap, nice comeback!

Discussing an unexpected side of Tani:

Shuuto says whenever he goes to the theater or to practice it feels like Tani’s just relaxing at home. Tani will say “good morning” when he walks in, but he won’t do the warmup stretches. Instead, he’s somewhere brushing his teeth (lmaooooo)

Yuusaku says he feels like Tani brushes his teeth ten times a day since he always brushes them. Tomotsune: “You’re a toothbrush demon.” Tani: “Who are you calling a toothbrush demon??? It’s not like that.”

Discussing an unexpected side of Shuuto:

Tsubasa says Tani’s [weird] mannerisms rub off on Shuuto

(Tani being buddy-buddy with Shuuto)

Tani says (jokingly as always) that no one should stop Shuuto from becoming more like him.

Shuuto says the two of them are different types of people. “He doesn’t have substance, I have substance. He doesn’t have goals, I have goals.” www

(“Tsukista TV!!”)

For the “Everyday Life” video portion of the show, Tani and Shuuto are sitting on a couch in the cafe. They must’ve been talking about something before the camera cut in because they were laughing and Shuuto was like “Tani, calm down” and fed him his drink.

(Shuuto making Tani drink)

Shuuto’s “Everyday Life” video:

Shuuto is outdoors walking along a street. In the video he says “I have a few words for Taniyan: I want you to stop making unreasonable requests. Taniyan, you’re like a second grader but you’re 29 years old. You should start acting more like an adult. Even if it’s just a little bit, let’s both become proper adults. Alright, that’s all~ *waves at the camera* ”

Shuuto says there’s a difference in their mental ages versus their actual ages and that their characters’ personalities (You and Yoru) are reversed for their actual selves. Basically, Shuuto is more like Yoru whereas Tani is more like You.

Tani’s “Everyday Life” video:

They click “play” on the video but they don’t show it on the screen yet. All you hear so far is Tani screaming “buwaaaa~” in the video but then Shuuto pauses it.

Shuuto: “Are you hanging in midair in your everyday life??” Tani: “That’s from when I was in Oita on a day off. Just keep watching the video.”

(In the video, Tani is on one of those amusement park rides where you get dropped and swing in midair)

The first couple of seconds of the video is Tani on that ride, and that’s why he was screaming (lol)

The rest of the video is him talking to the camera while sitting in a moving van at night. It’s after practice, and he just talks about how he’s going home for the night and wants to eat something. “I’ll do my best for the show, and I’ll do my best for the remaining practices~ Please take care of me, Tsukista TV~”

Tani: “Wasn’t that drop scary?”

Tani then explains how that time when he’s off after practices accurately shows his everyday life.

Shuuto: “What time do you get off?” Tani: “About 3:00am” Shuuto: “That’s late!”

They move onto other topics like talking about their work and motivation

Tani: “Even though I’m reckless, I still like expressing myself through [the] words” (I think he was talking about portraying characters on stage ?)

Shuuto: “Even now, there are things in front of me, things I can’t do. At those times, I think ‘what am I supposed to do?’ I want to be able to get past stuff like that.”

Shuuto talks a lot about how he has to always have a clear goal in mind so that he always knows what he’s trying to accomplish. (Sorry this part’s so short, they talked a lot but since all of it was very motivational and abstract I couldn’t understand it too well…)

(“We are… Procellarum!!)

Tsukiusa T-shirt Designs:

(unveiling their designs)

Tani: I drew a moon~ (next to the moon it says “Yoru-yan” since Tani’s nickname is Taniyan)

Shuuto: I think my design is very Haduki You-like. He’s August [so he drew a sun] and also “genau” (of course lol) “I want a t-shirt that says GENAU on it”

Tani: “Let me add on to your drawing” *reaches for it*+ Shuuto: “I’m good. *pulls it away from Tani* It’s fine as it is” www

*video cuts to Tani drawing on Shuuto’s design anyway*

(Shuuto’s design ft. additional work by Tani)

Tani added a face to the sun and wrote “You-yan” so that their designs match (lol)

Tani: “Yeah! Now this is a design I want.” (Tani why you do dis to Shuuto) Shuuto: “Yes, thank you….”

Tani talking about his own design: It’s simple, and I put “Yoru-yan”

They wrap up the episode by saying thank you to the viewers and stuff and then the director says “cut” to end it. The camera is still rolling after that though, but it looks like the editor left this end bit in because after the director said “cut” Shuuto turns to Tani and said “I can’t believe you actually drew on it!” and you can hear the staff laughing.

#tsukiuta #tsukiuta stage #tsukista tv #tani yoshiki #washio shuuto #procellarum #my translation #my edits #this episode made me love both of them more

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kimonobeat · 6 years

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Hamasaki Ayumi Lyrics: walking proud

English translation and romanization below the cut.

ENGLISH

My lips told a single lie For a trivial reason I didn’t tell it for anyone else I think I was just protecting My own foolish self

By the time I realized it, I could no longer move I was completely surrounded by the numerous lies I’d told I was at my wit’s end

I looked up at the sky, which was beautiful I thought about you I wish I could be strong And walk looking forward like you do

Somewhere along the way, I fled from reality I fled from all the pain too I still do that to this day, telling myself That I only do it so that someday, I can be the person I’ve always wanted to be

After making up excuses, I half woke up The only thing I could do then was make it through the day

Is my voice reaching you? Do you hear it in your heart? I’m walking some more today With your back as my guide for living life

I looked up at the sky, which was beautiful I thought about you I wish I could be strong And walk looking forward like you do

Is my voice reaching you? Do you hear it in your heart? I’m walking some more today With your back as my guide for living life

ROMAJI

watashi no kuchibiru ga hitotsu uso wo tsuita sore wa sasai na riyuu kara de dare no tame demo naku tada oroka na jibun wo mamoru tame datta ‘n darou

ki ga tsuita koro ni wa kazoe-kirenu uso ni kakomarete ugokenaku natte’ta nasusube mo naku

miageta sora kirei deshita kimi no koto wo omoimashita kimi no you ni tsuyoku mae wo muite aruite iketara to

sonna michi no tochuu genjitsu kara nigeta arayuru itami kara mo nigeta ima wa konna dakedo itsuka risou-doori no jibun ni naru no dakara to

iiwake shita ato de ii kagen mezameta dekiru koto wa ima wo ikinuku koto dake datta

konna koe wa todokimasu ka kimi no mune e hibikimasu ka kimi no se wo ikiru michishirube ni kyou mo aruite’masu

miageta sora kirei deshita kimi no koto wo omoimashita kimi no you ni tsuyoku mae wo muite aruite iketara to

konna koe wa todokimasu ka kimi no mune e hibikimasu ka kimi no se wo ikiru michishirube ni kyou mo aruite’masu

#hamasaki ayumi #ayumi hamasaki #ayu #浜崎あゆみ #my story #translation

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clubsheartsspades · 6 years

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The Sound of Glass [excerpt]

It’s actually longer than I intended, but I hope it’s okay anyway

@boothewriter

“Alright”, Kazo said and stopped walking, “I give up. Someone here? Any form? I’m totally okay with some Fallen showing up, we can talk about death. Death is a really chill dude, we’re buddies.” He sighed deeply. “Literally.”

Neither Fallen, nor Forgotten, not even the New Generation, that could be found everywhere, showed up.

“A fallen forest spirit?” His steps had stirred up just enough dust to trace his way back. The earth reached out for him, grabbed his soles to hold him in place, to make sure he couldn’t run away when dust and earth and wood tried to swallow him whole. “What are forest spirits anyway?”

This time a voice answered: “What are spriggans anyway?”

Kazo jumped at the words. He turned around, his eyes trailing over the buildings around him – their carved doors and coiled limbs smiled at him. The street was still empty, behind him danced a few dust corns before they settled back among the others.

“Hello?”

“Goodbye!” The voice laughed quietly, to save the little sound from the black buildings around them. “I’m joking, I stay if you ask me to.”

Kazo took one step forward. “Yes! Stay, please stay, I have to ask you something!” He reached out, his hands danced through the air in front of him, but he felt nothing there. “What are you?”

“Ah, I don’t fit in your categories.”

“Are you a forest spirit?”, he looked around to maybe catch the place the voice was coming from; a shadow somewhere, the rim of a dress or a shirt, just something.

“I was. A long time ago.”

“When this land still belonged to the Forgotten?”

It laughed again and this time the town and its buildings grabbed the sound and devoured it, determined to not let it bloom, to kill it before it could do any harm.

“Yes”, the voice answered still chuckling, “and no.”

Vague answers from invisible – and maybe intangible – forces were never a good sign. He just had to make his questions as specific as possible. But the voice didn’t give him enough time to think about his next, very specific question.

“They had names, you know?”

“Well yeah, I didn’t think they called each other Person One and Person Two and so on.”

He waited for another laugh, but the voice stayed silent.

“Did I upset you?”

“They did. But that’s none of your concern, spriggan.”

Kazo buried his hand in his pockets and said: “I have a name, too, you know?”

“Which is?”

For a heartbeat he wanted to give his birth name, but he bit his lip before he could say anything. This wasn’t Devi, this was a voice without body.

“Kazo”, he said, a faint taste of long forgotten pride on his tongue.

“What a weird name.”

He shrugged. “I heard worse. I mean” – he gestured towards the entrance in his back – “this whole world has. But I read Lord of the Rings, that’s also something.”

The voice thought about his words for a moment. “Why do rings need lords?”

“They don’t, they really, really don’t.” Now it was his turn to give vague answers and he loved it just as much as he hated receiving them. “But I’m not here to talk abut rings.”

“Why not?”

“We need answers. And this story doesn’t belong here. Besides, I’m sure you wouldn’t like it.”

“I love all stories”, the voice said, “I’ve heard so many. Some are true and some are not. Some end with tears and regrets and some don’t end at all. Stories keep me alive, they keep me sane.”

Kazo took another step forward. The villagers liked to tell stories as well. At night, they said, the stars whispered stories into their ears, they gave them words to play with, and showed them different worlds far away. But the stars only told their secrets to those who fell. And if the stories the villagers heard didn’t come from the sky, then maybe they came from here.

“If you love stories so much”, he said, “you could be the someone I’m looking for.”

“I doubt that. A lot of people come here to find someone, but it was never me.”

“We certainly didn’t come for Ruoh.”

At first the voice didn’t answer. Kazo pictured a faceless creature sitting somewhere underneath his feet, clutching its hands and feet too close to its formless body. The creature trembled with every word, shivered at every movement around it, but it looked up after his words fell from his lips and sept in the dusty ground to reach its waiting hands.

“If you are looking for me”, the voice finally said, “you must know my name.”

“Yeah, sure, of course, absolutely, I know who you are, a hundred percent, yes.”

He had, of course, no idea what its name was. Which was in fact one of the bigger problems the villagers still dealt with. The forest spirits around here where like dogs in his eyes. If someone called their name, they revealed themselves to them. No name meant no forest spirit – or whatever the voice was.

Instead of one of the random names he had suggested back at the river, he just said: “You are the pirate spirit.”

When the voice laughed this time, the buildings tried to swallow the sound again, but it was too loud, too joyful, and – as Kazo realised afterwards – too alive for them to silence.

“What a nice thing to say, Kazo.”

The way it said his name made him shiver, but he had no time to think about an answer. A sudden rumbling caught him off guard. The ground threw itself up and down like an animal trying to shake its pain off. The earthquake held a steady rhythm, the black buildings vibrated, but it wasn’t enough to shake Kazo off his feet.

“Are you mad at me?”, he screamed.

The ground didn’t answer and when Kazo thought he angered the voice too much for it to keep talking to him, the ground screamed back at him. Glass and stone and wood broke all at once and black shards rained down shattering at the sudden impact of piercing sound. This time, Kazo stumbled back, falling over his own feet.

Through a crack in the ground a flower bloomed in merely seconds. Five leaves spread over dusty earth and wilted just as fast. Dry and brown they lay there and moved unnaturally without any wind to pick on them. Fingers, as Kazo realised, of a creature that had to bear itself. And it did just that, peeling itself out of the dirt it was buried in.

One hand, five fingers digging into the earth, lifting itself up and tearing at its own skin and muscles that grew over bare bones of wilted leaves and fragile stems. Two hands pushed the ground apart to reveal the creature Kazo had thought was faceless.

From the earth emerged a girl with light green skin stretching over her body like lace – beautiful, but its pattern left holes in her body through which darker green leaves grew. On her head she wore a brown pirate hat made of dried leaves, a lonely ivy blossom bloomed on top of it. Underneath her hat more ivy stuck out imitating hair.

The rumbling stopped all at once when she herself stood still. Kazo tried to stop staring at the spirit that just revealed herself to him even though he had no name to call her.

“You are ivy”, he said in disbelieve, “I thought you’d be a tree spirit or something alike.”

She just winked at him. If it wasn’t for the belt of twisted ivy that was tied around her hips, holding four shiny and very sharp looking daggers, Kazo could see her as a chatty, natural sunshine – pun intended.

“Why are you looking for me?” Before Kazo could say anything, she held up one hand. “For a story, right? I know so many stories!”

Her eyes were blue and white, and button-round, two moons shining like one sun with the promise of telling a story.

“Yes.” Kazo settled in a more comfortable position, still sitting to her feet. “I came for a story.”

#he did in fact come for a specific story #but that's it for today #writing #my writing #my wip #the sound of glass

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thespearnews-blog · 7 years

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Jjaajja M7's 20th century response to Bobi's 21c statement

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Jjaajja M7's 20th century response to Bobi's 21c statement

While appearing on Nbs Hon Bobi Wine, asked the NRM spokesmand Ofono Opondo:

“Why should the elderly generation expect us to live with what they failed to live with 32 year ago…?

“21st Century problems require 21st Century solutions with a 21st Century leadership. You don’t solve 21st Century problems with 20th Century solutions with 20th century leadership”!

In partial response to this Museveni has written the following missive:

MY RESPONSE to Hon. Kyagulanyi‘s (Bobie Wine) statement

1st October, 2017

Again, I congratulate our young friend, the Hon. Kyagulanyi, Bobie Wine, for his recent elections in Kyaddondo North. I also notice that he is quite active in sending out messages about what he thinks should be done in our country, Uganda. He had issued a statement some time ago in response to my article of 16th July, 2017 in the New Vision Newspaper. When we were at Makerere, he, again, was part of the group that tried to hijack the Mzee Mandela Memorial Day into an anti-NRM, anti-Museveni forum. I ignored them and focussed on Mzee Mandela and on Africa. I, nevertheless, noticed the indisciplined, uninformed but arrogant way in which that group was conducting themselves.

The Security Services have now shown me a statement ascribed to the Hon. Bobie Wine when the Age Limit Debate started recently. It is very good when the opponents of the NRM put in writing their views. We are, then, able to demolish them because the NRM, right from the 1960s as a Student Movement, is a solid force as far as both ideology and action are concerned. There is nothing we cannot answer because there is nothing we cannot address. Even when we under-perform, it is not for lack of knowledge but for lack of means or lack of devotion by our cadres.

In his latest statement, the Hon. Bobie Wine, referring to the NRM Caucus position on the issue of Age Limit, he shamelessly wrote: “They did this at a time when our Nation has been bleeding for the past 31 years. Our country’s former glory is all gone.” The Hon. Bobie Wine, you are either uninformed or you are a liar, a characteristic you so liberally apply to me. Where was the “former glory” of our country when people had no salt, no sugar, no paraffin, no security of life or property? It is, actually, only in the last 31 years, especially after 2007 when we finally defeated the ADF in the Semliki valley, that Uganda has had peace for the first time in the last 500 years. I have made this statement before and I, hereby, repeat if for the benefit of the Bobie Wines. Before colonialism, we had endless tribal wars; during colonialism, after alot of bleeding, there was, eventually, peace in much of Uganda, but not in Karamoja; after colonialism, there was chaos and collapse until the NRM restored stability to the whole country about 10 years ago, after we defeated ADF, Kony etc and disarmed the Karimojong.

It is true that there has been a spate of murders and other crimes some of whose perpetrators have not been brought to book. However, crime is not the same as war and terrorism – both being the big problems the UPDF has defeated. Secondly, some of the murderers of the young women have been arrested and charged in Court. Examples are: Nansana: 10 women were killed. 16 Suspects were arrested and charged in Court;

Kawempe: 1 woman was killed. 2 Suspects were arrested and charged in Court;

Entebbe: 11 women were killed. 13 Suspects were arrested and charged in Court;

Wakiso Bulago: 1 woman was killed. 2 Suspects were arrested and charged in Court.

Then, he lunges into social and economic issues. He writes: “Our children face an uncertain future where unemployment is the order of the day. The National Debt has turned us into slaves and the gun has become master.” There are three issues here: unemployment; the National Debt; and the gun. Yes, there is unemployment but the NRM, long ago, laid out the way to resolve it. It is through the four sectors: commercialized agriculture; industries, services; and ICT. As of today, commercial agriculture employs 9.6 million people; industries employ 1.2 million people; services employ 4.6 million people; and ICT employs 30,000 people from our country’s work force. However, for these sectors to employ more people, produce more goods and services, pay more taxes, they need better infrastructure (electricity, roads, the railway, the ICT backbone etc.) Why? It is because better and cheaper electricity will mean lower costs for the producers in the four sectors. Lower costs will mean better profits for companies. Better profits for companies will attract more companies, thereby creating more jobs and producing more goods and services.

Does the Hon. Kyagulanyi agree with this diagnosis and prescription or does he not? If he does not agree, how else will he create jobs? Apart from attracting investors with their own money to invest in the four sectors, we also empower our own youth, with Government money, to enter into the four sectors. Kyagulanyi was in one of the sectors – music. Entertainment is part of the services sector. The funds that have been set up, if enhanced, can enable our people to enter into any of these sectors. The other sector is Public Service. This employs 415,000 persons. It is abit bloated, it could do with less.

What is amazing is the opposition, to which Bobi Wine apparently belongs, is always opposing new industries (e.g. sugar in Amuru, they delayed Bujagali dam in the 6th Parliament (1999) etc.) Recently, they have been opposing the Land Amendment Bill which aims at, on the one hand, quickening the process of getting land on which to build the very infrastructure (especially the roads, the railway and the electricity) that is crucial for attracting industries, services companies etc that are necessary for solving the unemployment problem and, on the other hand, stops the squandering of Government money in fictitious compensations. How can you undermine the base of the industries and service companies that helps you to create jobs and then you claim to talk about jobs? Opposing the Land Amendment Bill also means that the opposition, to which Bobie Wine belongs, is in cahoots with the corrupt Government officials or the greedy private citizens who use land compensation to Kwaaya (loot) the Government. In my radio talk shows recently, I quoted two examples. An example in Ntungamo, where the market price of land is between Shs.13m to Shs. 20m per hectare, but where one of the people demanded Shs.1.5bn per acre!! The East African electricity line project was delayed for 5 years!! In Kamwengye, the very important Nyakahita-Kazo-Ibanda-Kamwengye-Fort Portal Road (209.2 kms long), at a total cost of Shs.425bn, had to be diverted because one greedy claimant demanded Shs.1.2bn for a quarter of an acre when the fair compensation was only Shs.89m. This means that the Government will stop tarmacking roads, building power lines because of this kwaaya (looting) by the collusion of Government officials.

The opposition do not only oppose the infrastructure projects. They also oppose factories like the one of Amuru etc. How will they create jobs?

Then Bobie Wine talks of the Public Debt that has made “us slaves”. False, Mr. Bobie Wine. True, some of the debts are contracted carelessly by Civil Servants. However, two things. First, much of the debt has helped us to build roads – that is why Bobie Wine is able to zoom around the country in his vehicle with ease. Secondly, we are careful with the level of borrowing. When you include the borrowing for the Standard Gauge Railway and all the other projects, the debt level will not exceed 41.7% nominal debt to GDP. The danger level is 50% of GDP and we are far away from that.

Then Bobie Wine goes on to talk about the “Sale of Public Assets” – probably referring to privatization. Hon. Bobie Wine, this was good for the economy. It injected alot of efficiency in the economy. Look at transport, for instance. There were two Government Transport Companies: UTC and People’s Bus. They were dissolved. What has happened in the Transport Sector? Alot of private Bus companies have come up, alot of taxis, boda boda etc. Privatization created economic space for the private sector in the transport sector. The same for the hotels, education (allowing private schools), health (allowing private hospitals).

What is amazing is that Bobie Wine does not refer to East Africa, does not refer to the Great Lakes, does not refer to Africa. He seems not to be aware of the vital crucialness of regional integration. We cannot sustainably create jobs if we do not create more market space for our entrepreneurs. To see young people who are oblivious of this issue but in positions of leadership is not good for the country. We had a Pan-Africanist stand when we were in our early twenties. That is how we were able to push Uganda so far and for so long.

The Age Limit Debate is starting. I will give my views at the right time. What is not acceptable, however, is intimidation and violence. Those are fascist methods. Let everybody speak his mind freely and without threats. We shall confront and defeat anybody who intimidates or threatens our peace.

Yoweri Kaguta Museveni PRESIDENT OF THE REPUBLIC OF UGANDA Omugurusi/Jajja/Kwaro/A’bi/Papa Kus

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