#and a jig they enjoy

[kwriterintraining]

Time to introduce the super evil secret organization, DICE

A group of misfits brought together because of revenge and circumstances, and stayed together because of love.

From left to right: Chiyori Konishi (Ace), Yuuto Ogata (Clubs), Yoshiho Tokutome (Diamonds), Daizen Kumakura (Hearts), Sanosuke Kudou (House), Kokichi Ouma (Joker), Naoki Hasegawa (King), Keito Kanazawa (Queen), Roiyaru Ezawa (Jack), Yuusuke Mochizuki (Spades)

This is a model of the DICE base I made in the Sims 4. The building is an abandoned warehouse in Nishitōkyō, Tokyo. It took a lot of work for them to get it into living condition, but they managed to make it their home.

Front exterior of the building. The camera was a recent installation after Kokichi started attending Hope's Peak Academy and got funding to further develop his talent.

Side exterior of the building. Since the building is abandoned, they have to manually drag a dumpster to their base for use. They swap it out with an empty one once it is full.

The rooftop of the building. They have set up rain catchers as their main source of water. They usually get drinking water by filling up bottles in drinking fountains.

The main floor along with the kitchen. Most of their furniture was salvaged from the trash, stolen, or something they built themselves. The ping pong table and foosball table were recently bought.

The TV area. This is where the members usually lounge about whenever they aren't on missions or busy with their lives. There is a projector set up with a screen for them to watch TV and movies on.

Since the girls needed private living arrangements, they managed to find two storage containers to repurpose into bedrooms. Keito has a personal room and stays in the blue one, while Chiyori and Yoshiho share the red one.

This was once the staff area. Now the group have repurposed it into their sleeping area. Bunk beds are set up for the boys to sleep. Since Kokichi now lives in the dorms, he told them not to bother with a bed for him. He sleeps on the couch in the TV area whenever he visits the base.

The lockers were already in the warehouse so they now use it as their wardrobe. They had decorated the worn down structure with graffiti, posters, and memorabilia that they have. It wasn't enough to cover the damages but it was enough to make it feel like their own.

They stole a couple of mannequins to use as stand-ins for planning out missions and for pranks.

This was once an office of a manager, now it is their planning room. They have files about their targets, past operations, and details like their glitter and confetti contacts. There is a corkboard at the back of the room for details about various operations.

This shipping container is where the members go to build and make things that isn't safe to be made in their living area. It is just outside the building and it has a ventilation in case of any dangerous fumes.

(edit: I made some changes to the floorplan and I think I like this version better)

#thlt&thft #love is war au #kokichi ouma #DICE danganronpa #danganronpa #they had a hard life but now they have a home #and a jig they enjoy #and a family #found family

[pigdemonart]

Oh we’re the Subway Brothers, and battling’s our game! 🖤 We’re not like the others that get all the fame!🤍

Inspired by this post, and the discussion that followed in Cheri’s server after it was shared in there. I love when my two current fav fandoms get in sync.

Free to use as emotes! Just give credit if possible. I made these going over the original sprites from the Mario and Luigi games.

#submas #emmet #ingo #gif #video #i did this in a few hours so theres errors but just ignore them and enjoy the little jigs #its the brooklyn boogie !!!!!

[columboscreens]

#columbo #season 5 #a case of immunity #haha yeah true i won lol. i mean you COULD arrest me but good luck. do you wanna grab lunch #love how salah just gives up the jig immediately. he knows he's practically invincible #and once columbo stops biting his leg he can enjoy afternoon chai with him

[bonefall]

time to dump a whole bunch of clanmew translations on you!!!!

Stemcurl- Prryemarreoopa, this is a really long one but I really like saying it for some reason. I imagine they would get a nickname like Squilf, but I could not for the life of me figure one out lmao

Dropletbreak- Kipimkerroch, technically this should probably be translated as Dropletshatter, but I prefer -break! it's meant to evoke that very first raindrop that splats right on your nose and makes you think 'well. it's definitely going to rain.'

Lightflood- Anelalm, there's not a specific word for flood, but I think -wave works pretty well here!

Basilsnap/star- Mwelkaygurga/Mwelshai, so apparently basil doesn't grow naturally in the UK??? you learn something new every day, I guess? anyways I just replaced it with spearmint, since it's in the same family and looks at least a little bit similar.

Shadedance- Horrlshigashig, the 'danced' here isn't exactly what I wanted? I was looking more for a 'trembled/swayed,' since his name is supposed to be like the shadows of leaves on the forest floor, but I couldn't find anything in the 'movement' semantic field...

Flickerfate- Swarfssamep/Swarforrmep, these (to me) would be translated the same way in English, but they have very different meanings. 'fate' as a suffix is a bit of a weird one, but it was originally granted as an Honor Title due to their affinity to see omens in fires; it eventually turned into a Dishonor Title for fun story reasons that I won't bore you with lol.

Nacreclaw- Solyskkachit, this one is... interesting. There's no word in Clammew for nacre (probably because they don't live by the sea and wouldn't see it), so I attempted to combine 'solyss' and 'sek' into a sort of compound word, and ended up with 'solysk,' so, there we go?

Oh I love these, absolute MVP goes to Dropletbreak, that's such a neat image! On Prryemarreoopa, I think that a good nickname would be Prryoo. It takes a piece from both the prefix and suffix, and keeps that "fun to say" vibe from the full name.

New words;

Flood = Worrl Translates directly. (Note: a syke, mawss, is a stream that floods seasonally.)

Basil (Clinopodium vulgare) = Pomba (Heart + Flower) An important astringent, used to speed up heartrate, help a cat cough up phlegm, and even treat mild infection. In times of excess, it's even used for making yellow dye! Has orchid-like, delicate little purple flowers. You were probably looking at the wrong type of basil! Basils in the family Ocimum (such as sweet basil) don't grow in the UK, this is the historic type of basil used as medicine.

Plant Movements

I think I see what you're looking for with Shadedance, and this is a good area to expand in I think. I'm going to give you a bunch of words for the movement of plants, from the perspective of Clan cats.

Twanged/Twanging/Will Twang = Ookooau/Ookooa/Ookoo SPECIFICALLY the unnatural movement a plant makes when an animal interacts with it. It's the tremble of a branch as a squirrel runs on it, or the bow of a flower when a fat bee grabs it, or the spring of a twig that a sparrow perches on. A plant that is bearing the weight of a creature.

Rolled-Together/Rolling-Together/Will-Roll-Together = Shalalshe/Shalashe/Shalshe AN IRREGULAR STEM, watch out! The wave-like movement of wall grass as it bends with the wind. Also used metaphorically, for when you ALL move together. "SHALSHE!" is a full sentence on its own, a command, that the entire group you're referring to should move as one.

Sway = Hayyssassa/Hayyssass/Hayyssa The gentle movement of plants in wind.

Tattled/Tattled/Tattling = Cha'ha'hach/Cha'ha'ha/Cha'ha The odd, irregular dancing of rain or hail on leaves or roofing. Like English, this word can also be used for "telling on someone" or "giving something hidden away," because you may not know it is raining except for the tattle of the den above you. Also used by tunnelers when they could tell something was above them, based on the sound of pawsteps.

Rattle = Shewshioo/Shewshi/Shewsh The violent shaking of leaves and branches under high winds; arbitrarily different from "sway" from the fact that it makes listening difficult and stops the singing of birds.

Collapsed-Swayed/Collapsing-Sway/Will-Collapse-Will-Sway = Goorraoa/Goorrao/Goorra WHEN THE WIND IS SO STRONG IT'S MAKING THE TRUNKS GROAN. VERY powerful word, because it will also describe the sway of the roots in the ground as they're pulled by the tree. The ground might literally dance. Also applied emotionally to a cat whose "world is shaken," swaying as if they might collapse, from news so powerful it's making them dizzy. I don't know how to put the power of this word into English so I just made it red lmao. The grass it-bows-together, the oak it-collapes-sways. I would use this for Honor Titles.

Rustle = Kish The sound plants with leaves make when shaken. Compare to Russ, the word for leaves AND the sound they make when wind gently passes through them. A bonus for you.

#Clanmew #DANCING around being straightforward with dances for now #Simply because I am actually really impressed and amused with how people translate it when Shigashig doesn't quite fit #I find it's actually a constriction on creativity that really pays off #People will describe it as swirling. Or jumping. Or skipping... #And in a way that's even more beautiful than straightup like giving a word for jigs vs gavots #I might add them at some point but at the moment I am actually very much enjoying seeing what people come up with #And am trying to add more interesting Clanmew verbs that don't even have equivalents in English

[belethlegwen]

A Tale of Hobbies and Hammocks

Hello Today, I made a hammock. It's been a project of the last couple of days. I bought the materials on Sunday afternoon, and have been pouring over Nate Large's YouTube videos for how to make and rig an American Navy-style Hammock for quite some time. I initially found them through significant research I was doing for The Rescue and The Stranding and I learned a ton from Nate's videos. You may remember some time ago, I got myself a reference-Henry:

This guy is the full 8 inches Henry claims to be (Henry is only 7.2") but he's handy to have around. Since I got him he's been milling around on my desk for the most part, has come on a few purse adventures and so on, but I kept feeling bad that I didn't have a designated place for him to sleep. Well, a bed wasn't going to cut it. So, I reference again: Mr. Nate Large.

It started simply enough: I bought some fabric samples that resembled canvas enough, bought some D-rings because I figured they'd be easier to work with, needles, fancy thick thread, and came back to get to work. The first thing I did was start on the clews, and that required building a clew jig, as seen in this video. I am not a handiman by nature nor a particularly skilled or crafty creature in general, so I jimmy rigged something with a chunk of furniture board I had lying around from something:

On the first one the D-ring was too close the comb I was using as pegs, so it's adjusted in the second picture. Honestly I'm pretty proud of this McGuyver-level setup.

I didn't know how many loops I was going to be able to make for the clew with the measurements I had (again, nothing is completely precise just because I was going by rough estimates, eye-balling, and a general hit of a 10.4% scale of everything) so I kept this one pretty tight, which was difficult BUT it got the job done. Toothpicks for runners and thumbtacks as far as the eye can see.

The first completed clew, I had somehow missed literally the first loop but being as it was still functional, I kept it. If I had to scrap and start over at this point, I'd put the damn thing down and never pick it up again.

Second clew I went ahead and spread the loops out (there's 10 instead of 12 by the way, which I forgot to mention above). I hit all the loops this time on the finished product and am very very proud of having done both tiny weaves. Next step was the hammock. I took the white fabric I had, cut it twice as wide as I needed it because I wanted to try and replicate the thickness of the canvas I assumed would be used, and did the only stitch I know (needle go in, needle come out, needle go in again) to close up the open side and turn it inside out. I'm actually pretty proud of this especially because I only stabbed myself once! In the thigh, so it barely even counts.

I used a little hair flat-iron I never use to iron the fabric between stages. One thing I did NOT do was fold and sew the seams at the end, and that was literally because I realized that the measurements I had been using were for Canon-Henry, not Reference Henry. Canon-Henry is 10.4% scale, Reference-Henry is 11.6%, which is a pretty big difference when you're measuring the lengths of hammocks.

No I did not do grommets

I've never done grommets in my life and wasn't about to try and learn at nearly a 1/10th scale. I was crazy enough for doing THIS in the first place, I can ignore the need for awling and grommets and whatever else would've needed to happen for COMPLETE ACCURACY. Theater of the mind, friends. Anyway, I used the largest yarn darner that came in the pack I bought to poke 10 holes at equal intervals (1.4cm apart) along the sides, and then used the need to string the loops through the holes, and using a girth-knot on the first loop over my itty bitty rope, I slipped the rope through the rest of the loops until girth-knotting the end, and then: VOILA

ONE FULLY RIGGED CLEW

This was the first clew, so you can see in the second picture that one of the loops a little janky, but again: that's aesthetic problems. It's still very functional.

Second verse, same as the first until we get us:

TWO FULLY RIGGED CLEWS

Our hammock was now ready for testing, but I was too lazy to go get my ring-light stand to take proper pictures with, so the first demos were done with the use of the clew rigging board:

Henry in the hammock while slack, Henry in the hammock while tight. Snug as a bug in a rug.

Then, obviously, had to find a place to actually hang it. So: Over the storage-cubby in my desk, which I desperately need to clean out.

So that's the story of how I spent an excessive amount of time learning a very cool, neat set of skills at a very small scale just so I could flex a little.

Thanks for coming along on this journey of learning, and thanks again to Nate Large, whose name he will never know is so god damn on-point right now.

#Yes you're right I could've been writing #BUT INSTEAD I WAS STUDYING THE CLEW #For real I do not care if this is unimportant #It was shockingly fun (at times frustrating) and I enjoyed myself A LOT #and Henry's got a place to chill now so he will hopefully be a bit more appreciative #g/t #giant/tiny #giant tiny #g/t author #big little thoughts #gt fluff #God I kinda want a hammock though #He does seem VERY comfy in there I'll be real #I might make him a really fancy one in the future because I mean #I built a jank-ass clew jig that WORKS #I can't just use it twice and toss it aside can I? #I mean I can and have a history of doing things exactly like that but a girl can pretend #Remember to learn a new craft for your tinies today my giant friends

[sadhorsegirl]

#finally got three days off from work in a row and am happy to announce ill be making a return to my true passion -- moiraine posting ! #directors cut commentary in the tags obvi lol #first off if there was any god in this world the fiona apple cover of whole of the moon would be on spotify #second need it on the official record that i am intentionally misinterpreting jig of life for the purposes of this playlist!! #i know on the album its part of a series of story songs abt a woman drowning and her future self going girl u have to swim or u wont have #your future family!!! #but. what if i made it about an alternate version of moiraine being like u are never going to be able to fully escape the heterosexual #horror saw trap of ur upbringing that haunts her upon return to cairhien...is this clicking with anyone else out there.... #had to throw on heat lightning and unravel for a spot of (possibly uplifting ?) romance #and also bc the tumblr user previously known as loamvessel is so right and true for saying heat lightning is a siuraine/moiraine song #anywayyy this is a playlist abt moiraine suffering returning to her home town after graduating from college and failing to kill the devil #and all the weird feelings she must have about cairhien and her place in the pattern/more self reflection on her younger years #in the aftermath of season one #with little hints about how her dynamic might be shifting with siuan as she self isolates #enjoy lol love making playlists happy summer cant wait till september etc etc #moiraine damodred #wheel of time #wot on prime #playlist

[candydos]

The Jig is Up / Molly vs the Ghost World

https://mega.nz/file/Gx1CwLCA#mt-BRqAaYA7cvFSmQXPXEkb8rPa6WX9GsfAfOvd-Q7M

(if that doesn’t work, try https://drive.google.com/file/d/1EKiXu97BMywoUbly9AWCx5gf04O-ZmZl/view?usp=sharing)

#the ghost and molly mcgee #tgamm #GHOSTLINKS #the jig is up #molly Vs the ghost world #feel free to share for those who need it! #enjoy friends :))

[cirolik]

no jigs or measuring tools 100% freehand at the anvil and then freehand with the file

#if i got into knife production i would build some jigs but i enjoy the freehand work

[mossymandibles]

Enjoy comic sketch thumbnail Jigs

#enjoy entertainment bebe #I’m trying to make comics the RIGHT way by like #planning them out or whatever pfft #along with everything else I’ve wanted to show how Sylvaine and Kraw met #I’m so all over the place 😭 #I wake up and an entire scene plays in my head and I must abide #if I’m lucky enough to have The Motivation #jigs

[m0thisonfire]

Roll it 5 Times, I can’t wait to see what you say!

Zach Varmitech!! Rolled five times!

3: Are there any special holidays or anniversaries you and your f/o celebrate together?

Halloween is a favorite for both Zach and s/i, Zach with his vampire costume and s/i usually dressing up as a plague doctor of some sort! S/i enjoys dragging him to Halloween festivities to enjoy the night

6: Is there a song or piece of music that reminds you of your f/o?

Stolen Dance by Milky Chance. It just… fits him

14: What's one of the sweetest things your f/o ever did for you?

Showing up during a stressful event. Zach was pretty adamant on sticking around to help make sure things ran smoothly. Sweet considering it was supposed to be an important day for him workwise

16: What are your favorite cute pet names to call your f/o?

Genius, Dork, Beloved, all affectionate

17: Would you ever start a family with your f/o?

Yes, I'd think so. But s/i would be extremely nervous at first, not exactly confident in her abilities until Zach reasures her.

#zach varmitech #self insert #ask game prompt #Yay!! Thank you Jig!! [<3] #I’m enjoying the Zach asks!

[alexis-royce]

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#I'm rewatching Riki Oh because I wanted to give Lee a gory splatter film to enjoy #I'd already written this scene with my own memories but figured I ought to check #But man. #Lee's right this stuff is art #A guy looks like he's about to kill himself rather than have to fight Ricky #But then he's just getting at his intestines so he can attempt to strangle Ricky with them #Ricky tries to teach a poor young man how to blow a melancholy tune on a leaf whistle #but the man cries #for he has no tongue in order to produce correct leaf whistle technique #The gang leaders cut it out years ago #So Ricky gives him his precious flute #and the lad dances a merry jig #Five minutes later the man has been flayed to death and dumped in the prison yard for his arrogance #Ricky howls into the night sky and snaps his flute in rage #he will burn their prison poppy fields to the ground for this #Tear this prison down with your own two hands Ricky #I believe in you

[slipperyslideyday]

hi I thought you were me for a moment. Love ur blog tho!!

How I felt looking at this ask notif ^

Thank you for liking my blog!!!

#asks #SAME ICON!! SAME FACE LMAO #EXCELLENT taste in zhongli emojis #10/10 #hope you’re having a good day Mei enjoy your stay! #[does a little jig for the accidental ryme]

[weavingmemories]

adachi, yosuke, or yu for the bingo

well, now i gotta do all three!

adachi first:

yosuke:

yu:

#robin rambles #smooches the adasouyo combination in all forms #but yeah i don't talk about it much but i am very often consumed by how well yosuke parallels adachi AND namatame in different ways #i also just really feel like he gets kind of shafted in general #even putting aside his shadow. he was the one ready to jump into action and putting a lot of the pieces together in the earlygame #the heart AND the brain #guy has literally no self-esteem though and that leads into the more. AUUUGH moments of p4 LMAO #also obviously the cut romance route... #adachi is self-explanatory i think #i think the thing with adachi is that i enjoy edgy content of him as much as the next guy... but #he has such a pathetic human element to him. his puffed up 'villain' monologue when you confront him in yamano's room... #the fact that he runs away into the TV world the moment the jig is up... #he's much more like. pathetic and sad and both a product of neglect + neglects himself #emptiness is right! #i love him and yu as foils and as a dynamic which is why i have those #and yu is just so fascinating also because his characterization comes from- like with the other protags- their choice pools / etc #i have the half strike on popular ships because i love souyo to bits but i have trouble seeing him with like. the girls LMAO #i still think about the fact that accomplice ending is something yu can literally choose to do. every day #and i love the implications + effects that has on his character #anyway I LIVE FOR THIS STUFF ty for the ask <3 #inurclosets #answered

[ricco4]

Felt cute, might delete later lol

#personal stuff #it me #also #Jig had to photobomb #I do like my face… just not in pictures 🤔 #hat needed some stretching and I do enjoy wearing it #kinda makes me feel like ‘one of the guys’ and it feels nice #and that’s enough gender for today everybody go home

[da-birb-writes-sometimes]

Mess in Chat >w^

This is an entry for the Sweet Shroud Summer 2024 event held by the lovely @cloudcountry

Content; Gender-neutral reader, fluff, some swearing here and there

Word Count; 1.8 K

Please do not put my work into AI. If you would like to see more of my work check out my masterlist!

Summer was back in full force. Even from within the cold walls and highly air-conditioned hallways of S.T.Y.X. Idia was overheating. He didn’t even have Ortho, since he was powered down to prevent his system from overheating — they both learned that lesson last summer and neither of them were happy not to have the other for three days while Idia was trying to fix him up. So, he was busy typing away at his computer, switching between his actual tasks and the multitude of open tabs that he had open.

Finishing up on reading one of what seemed to be a never-ending pile of reports, Idia took a look at his messages, Mess in Chat >w^ — getting a small smile from the little winky face — and saw that there was a new message … from an hour ago.

Friendly Neighbourhood Mess I’m melting I’ve melted I’m a pool of goop on the floor

Idia tapped his fingers on his keyboard, trying to think of something to say. While he wouldn’t say the two of you were overly friendly, you also weren’t acquaintances. Idia knows that you’re trying to be his friend — dear Sevens, Ortho was so happy when he saw Idia smile at his phone when you messaged him — but it’s hard with being online. 

Would he actually ask to meet in real life? Oh Sevens no! You, the self proclaimed ‘mess’ (Idia wouldn’t even say that you were a mess, just well-meaning and a bit awkward at times) low keyed scared him. Well not actually scare him, but he didn’t want to get too close only for the friendship to blow up in his face.

Friendly Neighbourhood Mess AHA! I CAN SEE THAT YOU’RE ONLINE!

Idia sighed, the jig was up.

Gloomurai I thought you melted into goop Goop can’t type

Friendly Neighbourhood Mess I’ve regained my non-goop form to bug you I’M BOREDDDDDDDDDDDDD

Gloomurai … F

Friendly Neighbourhood Mess DON’T PUT AN F IN THE CHAT WHAT THE HELL … eugh… dying of heatstroke Tell my cat that I love him…. X-X

Idia coughed out a small laugh. He doubted you were as melodramatic IRL as you were online, but it made the monotony of his day — especially now that he didn’t even have the excuse of classes to break it up — a bit better.

Gloomurai You shall be missed CAT CAT PIC PLEASE CAT PIC IN THESE TRYING TIMES

Friendly Neighbourhood Mess … my phone doesn’t have a camera … And he’s on top of the fridge complaining about the heat

Idia sighed, remembering that besides having a laptop for classes, that was the best tech that you had. He remembers you complaining about your lack of funds and your employer. How you managed to balance your job and schooling at the same time baffled and, as you two got closer, worried him.

Gloomurai You really need a better phone

Friendly Neighbourhood Mess I’M A BROKE STUDENT I’M TRYING MY BEST I EVEN HAVE A SECOND JOB

Gloomurai So you’re not only dying of heatstroke but also overworking yourself? F … what’s your second job?

‘WHAT AM I THINKING?! I DON’T KNOW THEM LIKE THAT-’

Friendly Neighbourhood Mess … swan boats …

Gloomurai … swan boats?

Friendly Neighbourhood Mess Swan boats.  Even have a silly uniform and everything The pay is decent though, and I only work weekends UNLIKE MY OTHER JOB-

“We’re going to see them, right?” Ortho asked, making Idia jump.

“OrThO-” Idia squeaked, switching tabs at the speed of light, and clearing his throat. “... no”

Ortho looked at Idia, who was smiling a minute ago and was now back to being jumpy. “But-” he paused, looking between the screen and his brother. He knew who Friendly Neighbourhood Mess was — hard not to when you can see the entirety of Night Raven’s search history — but he also knew his brother. “Just know that they enjoy having you as a friend.”

Idia looked back to his screen, knowing you were going on a tirade about your first boss. “They enjoy having Gloomurai as a friend,” he sighed, shaking his head. “Besides,” he looked back at Ortho,”it would be weird for me to just show up.”

“Not if they invite you.~” Ortho chirped, going back to his room since he could feel his systems starting to overheat again. “They’re your friend online… so why not in person too?”

Idia opened up your tab again, and sure enough, you were on a full blown tirade.

Friendly Neighbourhood Mess I SHOULD REPORT HIS ASS BUT THEN I WON’T HAVE A PLACE TO LIVE- OH WHEN I GRADUATE HIS ASS IS GRASS I TELL YOU-

Gloomurai I’ll bring you one of those lawnmowers you drive

Friendly Neighbour Mess *sniffles* You’re a true friend

Gloomurai So, about your other job…

‘Come on, think of a believable excuse so you don’t look like a loser. THINK! COME ON BRAIN! BE SMART!’

Friendly Neighbourhood Mess Wait Idea

Idia felt his hair warming, but patted it. ‘Get a hold of yourself, it’s just the word idea for Sevens sake!’

I take you for a spin on one of those death traps

Gloomurai I- DEATH TRAPS? NEVERMIND

Friendly Neighbourhood Mess Too late >w^ See you Saturday!

Idia stared at his screen for a bit, processing everything. You had invited him to your work. He was going to meet you IRL. He was going to get in a swan boat, like the one you see in cheesy otome cutscenes and animes, and they were, apparently, death traps.

… why was he excited about it then?

…

…

You were at work, giving your best customer service smile and voice to the kids, families, and couples that came up through the line. “Remember folks to keep on your life jackets at all times, and to keep your arms and legs inside the boat at all times! Enjoy your ride!~”

While yes, you did have to wear an all-white uniform complete with a baseball cap with swan wings, it wasn’t half bad. 

The lunch room was always packed with good food, cold drinks, and the comfiest couch you have ever had the pleasure of plopping down into. Sure, it was a bit embarrassing — Ace had nearly laughed his ass off when he saw you in your get up and the fakely sweet smile you gave him — but it was only for this summer, and only for the weekends. Besides, it was cushy and most importantly, not putting your life into peril every five to seven business days when compared to the job that Crowley had given you.

You were already getting into your little monologue that you’re used to saying to customers when you faltered. “Enjoy your- Idia?” You blinked, surprised to see him. You barely got to see him at school, so seeing him here of all places was a shock to put it lightly.

Idia was fidgeting with the zipper of his life jacket and jumped when you said his name. ‘Y/N? The Ramshackle prefect-’ “... hi?”

“Hi,” you say back. “Umm, sorry, but there has to be two people to a boat,” you say sheepishly.

Idia jumps a bit and accidentally zips some of his hair in the zipper. “I was waiting for a friend…” he mutters, “they, uh, work here?”

You pause and your eyes widen. “YOU!”

“Me?!” Idia blinked rapidly. “Wait, you?!” Idia put the pieces together.

The lamenting about your first job. The complaints about your cat stealing your food. The silly uniform for your second job — which is silly, but you make it work. And the way you spoke online matched how you spoke with your IRL friends.

“You’re Friendly Neighbourhood Mess-”

“You’re Gloomurai!”

You both say it at the same time. You offer him a bright smile before saying something quietly into your walkie-talkie and putting on a bright yellow life jacket.

“Well,” you chuckle, “good thing you have a friend that’s willing to get on one of these death traps with you then!”

Idia let you take the lead before stumbling into the boat. “You probably shouldn’t call these ‘death traps’ since you work here,” he offered lightly.

You helped stabilize him since he was struggling to stand due to the light waves. “Well, they are, my land-loving friend.”

Idia sat down quickly, trying not to get flustered by the skin contact but failing. “Then I p-probably shouldn’t be on here, should I?”

“Nope,” you popped the p at the end and started moving the boat with the hand pedals. “But it takes two people to move these things.”

Idia started pedalling with you, and despite his fears of you wanting to make idle small talk, you didn’t. Instead, you pointed out some favourite spots and allowed him to contribute to the conversation at his own pace. Even though it idled here and there, it wasn’t awkward. It was comfortable.

When you sailed (can it even be called sailing when it’s a swan boat?) under the canopy of a weeping willow, you spoke again. “So, why did you agree to meet me? Let alone in one of these?”

Idia looked at you again, the dappled lighting blocking out the heat of the sun, yet he felt warmer now than before. “I don’t know, just,” he breathed in, centring himself, “I guess I wanted to spend time with a friend.” He smiled then, it was a small thing, but it was genuine. “Also,” he coughed, “you lied about the death trap part about this whole thing.”

You laughed, shaking the boat a little. “Oh it is, if not physically, then, reputation-wise. Death to social life via swan boat.”

Idia snorted. ‘Well, good thing that I don’t … didn’t have one then.’ “Good thing there’s someone who knows what they’re doing then… you do know what you’re doing, right?”

You shrugged, “I have a certificate if that eases your mind a bit.”

And the two of you continued paddling away, chatting here and there before heading back to the dock where a few of your coworkers gave the both of you thumbs-ups and winks. Idia felt himself go warm, whereas you rolled your eyes at them before helping Idia out.

“If you don’t mind, want to do this again?” You asked, undoing your lifejacket, looking expectantly towards him.

Idia fumbled with his own before you helped him out. “... that would be fun,” he smiled.

You smiled back, patted him on the shoulder as he walked away, and went back to greeting customers again.

Idia was happy about how today went, even though he would wake up a lovely shade of lobster red tomorrow and a very curious Ortho, but for the first time in a while, he was looking forward to summer vacation, and having some of it be outside of his computer screen. And, most importantly, have a friend that he didn’t feel like he had to be someone else with.

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[returnsandreturns]

Crowley’s teased Aziraphale for centuries about not reading books exclusively because he likes the little crease he gets between his eyebrows when he doesn’t like how Crowley is behaving. He rarely gets to see it these days and it doesn’t show up as much as you’d think with some of the behaving Crowley does but the second he lounges against a shelf and says, “Dunno why you waste your time with all these books when television exists,” he’s sure to catch a glimpse of it. 

“They do the reading for you, angel,” he says. “And there’s–explosions and things. You know, ka-boom.”

He makes a little exploding motion with his hands and Aziraphale levels him with a look that would immediately scare off a mere mortal who just wanted to casually browse in a bookshop with an open sign right on the door. 

“This feels like blasphemy,” he says, “and I won’t have it in my bookshop.” 

“Oh, you let me blaspheme all the time until it’s about books,” Crowley says, trying not to smile too hard when Aziraphale’s glare turns into a pout. 

There’s an inevitability to books, though, with the amount of free time he’s created for himself and the amount of time he spends adjacent to them. He’ll leave the bookshop with paperbacks shoved in his back pocket, hidden by his jacket, always half expecting the angel to catch him as he’s leaving. His reaction would have been so complicated. Stealing is bad but reading is good. That’s the kind of black and white thinking you're taught upstairs. The gray of whether the virtue of reading overrides the sin of stealing is something Aziraphale is good at. A little puzzle that ends with the answer being libraries or politely asking.

The jig is up when Aziraphale happens upon him in the park, sprawled out under a tree with a copy of Tipping the Velvet, so engrossed in it that he doesn’t even notice until Aziraphale is standing over him. 

“Shit,” Crowley says, startled, dropping the book. “Since when do you loom?” 

“Since when do you read?” Aziraphale asks, like he’s just been given the most delightful gift he’s ever received. 

“. . .I steal,” Crowley says, sitting up on his elbows and raising his eyebrows. “From an angel’s bookshop, which is, I assume, doubly a sin. If I happen to glance through my stolen goods, that’s my business.”  

“Crowley,” Aziraphale says, warmly, sitting a shopping bag down before moving to sit next to him. “Are there many paperbacks on my bookshelves?” 

“. . .just the occasional one lying around, I suppose,” Crowley says, suspiciously. 

“And why do you suppose that?” Aziraphale prompts. 

“. . .did you trick me into literacy?” Crowley asks, gasping.

“I merely placed books I thought you might enjoy around for you to make the choice,” Aziraphale says, adorably pleased with himself.

“Well, that’s familiar,” Crowley says, laughing. “You tempted me into literacy.” 

“Do you like this one?” Aziraphale asks, ignoring that and picking up the book, the broken spine immediately healing under his touch.

“I might,” Crowley says, defensively, then groans. “Oh, fuck, I lost my page.” 

“I miracled a bookmark before it hit the ground,” Aziraphale says, handing it back to him, and Crowley flips it open to see a black bookmark embossed with his initials and a lovely snake pattern, laughing.

“Satan help me,” he says, smiling at him, “but I kind of like this side of you. Bit of petty mischief. It’s cute.” 

“. . .could I tempt you into something else, perhaps?” Aziraphale asks, slowly. 

“Lunch?” Crowley asks. 

Instead of answering, Aziraphale reaches out to cup his cheek and kiss him, soft at first but then Crowley kisses him back, trying to hold back the impulses of thousands of years worth of not kissing Aziraphale as Aziraphale presses him down into the grass. 

Of course it was books that finally did it. 

“If I’d taken your suggestion to read all those poetry books you were pushing on me back in the eighteenth century, would you have done this then?” he asks, when they finally take a break. 

“Well, darling, if you must know, they were love poems,” Aziraphale says, despairingly, starting to sit up again until Crowley drags him back on top of him.

“I’ll read any poem you want, angel,” he says, hushed, “just don’t stop.” 

“Dangerous thing to say, darling,” Aziraphale says, kissing him softly on the forehead.

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