Love is Better the Second Time Around
Koi wo Suru nara Nidome ga Joto
Synopses: One day, Akihiro Miyata, a mid-level editor at a business magazine, visits popular university associate professor Takashi Iwanaga to ask him to write an economics column. However, that person was his first love, whom he broke up with during his high school days! It has been more than ten years since he moved to Tokyo. Miyata, who had completely sealed off the past where he had a big love affair to the point where he promised to elope, was able to find a girlfriend who was thinking of marrying him and was living a “normal” life. Even after they meet again by chance, Miyata treats him as a business partner and vows never to fall in love with Iwanaga again.
Adapted from the manga series "Koi wo Surunara Nidome ga Joto" (恋をするなら二度目が上等) by Kinoshita Keiko (木下けい子). [MDL]
Takamatsu Aloha ( Tokyo in April...) plays the supporting role of Shiraishi Yuto, Takashi's assistant. And apparently he has a crush on him. And I can already tell I'll be rooting for the wrong guy in this triangle. Look at him.
Directed by Yasukawa Yuka (Jack O'Frost)
Another very exciting detail. The production team got Ayumu Imazu to write a new song for the series. For those who don't know, he's the artist that wrote Sunshower, the absolute incredible song that was part of Eternal Yesterday OST.
Premieres Tuesday March 5.
No trailer yet. [Source]
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Writing Family Web Daily: Day 8
“Tranquilizer gun.”
“I’m not using an unfinished tranquilizer on you.”
“But the darts are done,” April interrupted. “That’s what Donnie said a few days ago, right? That the darts are done, just not the gun part.”
“Not you too.”
“I’m just saying, if we have to do this, it’s an option.”
“No it’s not! Tranquilizers aren’t the same as anesthesia!”
“Close enough,” Donnie signed. “Do it.”
“No! I’m not carving you like a damn pumpkin! I don’t-“
“Time out,” April called before things could get more heated. She grabbed Leo’s arm and lead him away towards the door. “We’re gonna talk.”
“But Donnie-“
“Is fine for two minutes. We’re not going far anyways,” She replied. Once the two of them were firmly in the hallway she spoke again. “Look, I know this isn’t the best idea but I don’t see us having much of a choice right now.”
“We can come up with something else.”
“What, Leo?”
“I don’t know. Something. Anything is better than having to use a knife on my brother,” Leo stressed, his nails digging into his palms as he clenched his fists enough that he swore he felt the bones creak.
April sighed, pulling him down some so she could wrap him in a proper hug. He relented, resting his forehead on her shoulder but not reciprocating. Instead, he just stood there, trying to focus on the comforting feel of his big sister’s embrace and not the conversation they were having.
“I know this is hard,” she said softly.
“I’m the medic,” he muttered back. “I’m supposed to help, not hurt.”
“I know.”
“I don’t want to hurt him.”
“He’s already hurting,” April stated. “And this is the fastest way to make it stop.”
“I don’t want to do it,” Leo said even quieter.
“We don’t have much of a choice right now,” April said back, rubbing circles against his shell. “Even if we could find someone in the Hidden City that would do it right now, they wouldn’t know the first thing about your guys’s anatomy. You are the leading expert in mutated turtles, and the one most likely to do this properly.”
“Dad knows more,” Leo tried to argue.
“I highly doubt that,” April stated. “Plus he doesn’t have nearly as steady of a hand as you.”
“All that eyeliner practice comes in clutch, huh?” Leo joked quietly.
“Exactly,” April answered with a chuckle. “It can’t be much worse than doing a perfect wing tip on a squirming Mikey, and I’ve seen you pull that off. You can do this too. And I’m going to be right here helping you. Ok?”
Leo was silent for a long moment. He knew this was necessary. Deep down he knew as soon as Donnie had requested it. There wasn’t anything else he could do, besides letting it work itself out. But considering how much pain that would cause him, and the risks that went along with it, that really wasn’t an option either. But that didn’t stop his stomach churning at the mere thought of it.
“Ok?” April prompted again.
“Fine,” he relented, straightening up out of the hug with a sigh.
“Where are we doing this?” she asked, immediately switching into business mode.
“Don’s lab. It’s the closest to a sterile work environment we have around these parts,” Leo stated. “This is the one time I’ll say this, thank Pizza for Donnie’s inherent need to de-germ everything in the place.”
“What are we going to need?”
“Most of it should be in the lab, but I’ll probably need the spare gauze and saline bottles from my room.”
“I’ll get them. You get a space ready, yeah?”
“Yeah, let’s just… get this over with.”
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Can i please hear something abt/from "eddie is the worst wingman ever" please <33
"Why don't you ask her?"
"Yeah, Eddie, let me just ask her." Buck says sarcastically, frowning as he nods. "Like that wouldn't make working with her awkward at all if she rejects me." The blonde snorts.
Eddie just looks at him. I wouldn't reject you! It wouldn't be awkward between us! He wants to scream at the guy, shake him by the shoulders. I'm right here! Why can't you see I'm right here and I could make you happy?
Eddie bites the urge to just yell at Buck. He has practice with control and suppressing his emotions, so he just shrugs and tries to not make a face that will reveal his true feelings.
"I guess you'll never know then." Eddie says finally. It comes out strained and pained but Buck doesn't notice. Of course he doesn't fucking notice.
Eddie's not sure he should feel thankful or frustrated that he's in love with the most oblivious man on planet Earth. He's both, anyway.
Buck sighs, and then his whole face changes and Eddie's heart stops. Despite meeting just a few months ago, Eddie's got to know Buck like the palm of his hand, the man is an open book that Eddie's become an expert at reading. And right now the expression of his face means he got an idea, a probably very stupid idea that Eddie most likely will not like at all.
"Or, you know, you could be my wingman!" Buck beams.
Eddie was right. He most certainly doesn't like that idea. At all.
“Your wingman,” Eddie repeats flatly.
wip tag game
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Azula Week 2022 Day 4 - Discovery
Decades had passed since the end of the war. Time may have healed most wounds, some better than others. But discovering impossible ghosts on your doorstep can reopen old wounds.
'He shuffled his feet for a moment and cleared his throat. “Is- is this the residence of Grandmaster Katara?”
“That’s me, yes. What can I do for you?”
“My name is Baatar. I believe you knew my father, Sokka?”'
For Azulaweek, thank you so much for hosting @azulaweek
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storytime!
so earlier i mentioned the pure joy of staying up late reading, and i have a little story about it that i wanted to tell y'all :) the end is positive and lighthearted, but just know i'll talking about my disabilities quite a bit on the way there !
so in middle school, when i started dealing with my mental illnesses, i had really bad sleep problems where i would wake up at like 2 or 3 am almost every night and be SUPER freaked out by the dark and not be able to fall asleep again for at least a couple of hours
it was miserable, but reading helped me make it through--i remember reading the entire Eragon Cycle primarily between the hours of 2 and 6 am (i don't particularly enjoy the series anymore, but i also don't care because i'm just happy that kid-me liked it!)
in high school, though, my relationship with reading really changed when i developed chronic pain. even when i was mentally able to focus on a book, the physical work of holding it up & trying to sit in the same position for a long period of time caused me so much pain that i wasn't able to get really immersed in reading like i used to--often, i would be too distracted by pain to focus at all. all my energy would go to reading for school, which was enough physical and mental work on its own, so there really was just nothing left over to devote to reading for fun
as you might have guessed, then, not only did i read a lot less in those years, but i also lost those nice moments from my childhood--being able to read for hours and hours, to stay up late binging a book
it's kind of sad how long it took me to consider audiobooks as a valid option for myself, but last december, i finally started reading via audiobooks and it's been AWESOME (!!!), to the point where i've started using text-to-speech software to read for school, too (best idea EVER for me)
earlier this month, i read Red Queen by Juan Gómez-Jurado, and i quite literally stayed up all night to finish it because i loved the story that much (i think i went to bed at like 8 am that day?) and i just cannot describe how happy it makes me feel that audiobooks allow me to do that again!! staying up that late to read isn't something i'd like to do frequently, per se, but it is something i appreciate being able to do every once in a while--with audiobooks, i am physically capable of turning to books for comfort, of losing myself in them in the quiet night hours, made safe and sound in my own mind through the company of words!!
even better, my sleep problems are much more mild now, and i'm no longer all that scared of the dark, so i can get my late-night reading in while being confident that i'm safe and will fall asleep when i'm ready :)
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